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Anhane’s relationship, and it’s complexity:

this was originally uploaded onto twt, but I wanted to reupload it here because I was very proud of this analysis, so please enjoy and feel free to add anything I may have missed or skipped over!

With that being said, here we go! ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

Let’s start with the basics. The pure power of their aibouness, and its connections to vivid street.

To begin, you must understand what a partner is in VBS terms. In this case, it’s ‘a person who brings out parts of you never knew existed’.

In relations to Anhane, this is based off pure raw emotions. This is shown through An’s abandonment issues and Kohane’s want to make her heart pound.

Kohane wants to recreate that feeling she felt when she first heard An singing inside of An, to ‘make her heart pound’, while An’s abandonment issues cause her to fear Kohane’s rapid growth may lead to Kohane abandoning her.

This also plays into a certain factor about Kohane and the idea of her and angst, I believe.

Many people want Kohane to have some kind of angst event, especially related to her backstory, but that would go against all her motives.

See, Kohane’s pure movies for pursuing music—for working to surpass Rad Weekend all tie back to An. It was hearing An singing at WG that made her heart pound and An asking her to be her singing partner that caused her to even consider music as an option.

From here, their relationship develops into a lot more, and it’s when the idea of partners ‘bringing out an ugly side of you’ comes to play.

You can see even in the maim story An not seeing Kohane as an equal. It only gets called out and resolved in Singing in Sync.

Singing In Sync, ep. 1 and 3

🎧: “In the unlikely event that something does go wrong, I’ll cover for you and get you back on track, okay?”

…

🎧: “I failed as her partner…I couldn’t protect her…

…

🎧: “I mean, she’s my partner…And I wanted to guide her so that she could sing without worrying…”

…

🥞: “You don’t think of Kohane as one of the team.”

An telling Kohane “I’ll protect you if you mess up” subconsciously puts the idea into Kohane’s head “I’m not good enough, so I’ll probably mess up” This is what caused the entire issue in SIS to begin with.

But it’s once An tells her “you can protect me too” that Kohane is able to subconsciously think “I have the power to make her heart pound too”

Singing in Sync, ep. 8

🎧: “If I miss a cue at the next event…”

🎧: “Could you cover for me?”

🐹: “An… Sure, I can do that!”

After this we get Awakening Beat. Kohane is able to come out of her shell and fully adapts the idea “I can make her heart pound too” and has a large boost in confidence because of it. An both brought her confidence down and back up in the spam of one rotation.

Awakening Beat, ep. 8

🎧: (“It’s like she’s not even the Kohane I know. Could this be because she’s completely resolved herself?”

🎧: (“But even with just that, she can really change this much…?”)

However….In the same event, An’s insecurities begin to bloom and in Bout for Beside You, An has to face them for the first time.

Awakening Beat, ep. 8, BFBY, ep. 4

🎧: (“I was just gonna tell her she did amazing… That I never knew she could sing that amazingly, but…”

🎧: (“What’s going on? I just can’t get the words out—”)

…

🎧: “Kohane is…going to leave me behind?”

Here, An realizes her and Kohane ‘perfect’ relationship is more complicated now. While Kohane’s adapted the idea of “I want to make her heart pound”, An opens to idea of “I wont he able to make her heart pound anymore” (they doki doki more than ddlc i swear)

At the end of the event, An ask Kohane the golden question. “If I were to leave somewhere far away, would we still sing together?”

BFBY, ep. 8

🎧: “But what would you do if I said that I’d be going somewhere far far away someday?”

🎧: “And I wanted to reach greater heights just like what Uncle Taiga did exploring the world. If I were to go to someplace even greater and far far away from here—”

Of course, Kohane affirms this. Naturally, Kohane takes a lot of pride in being An’s partner, being the only partner for her. (as said in ORS) She wants to keep singing with An forever.

BFBY, ep. 8

🐹: “Even so, I would want to keep singing with An-chan!”

🐹: “No matter where you go or what you become, I’d still want to be with you!”

🐹: “I want to properly stand beside you and sing with you!”

We’re gonna skip ahead a bit and jump up to KIUAN, where we get our lovely “She looks like Nagi-san” line, the line that killed every Anhane shipper in the tristate area.

But what makes this line so special? Well, for that let’s discuss what made Nagi’s death (and the lie surrounding it) so impactful.

Nagi was someone An looked up to highly. So, when she was suddenly told that Nagi moved, not even saying goodbye, to pursue her music career, it left a mark on An. Added to the fact that Nagi wasn’t returning An’s messages or calls, just completely disappeared.

Now, looking to Bout for Beside you and KIUAN, you can see the importance of these lines. An fears that Kohane will improve so much that she leaves without a word, never talks go her again and just moves on. It’s why she looks so distressed.

VOT ep. 8, BFBY, ep. 8, KIUAN ep. 7

🎧: “…Aww. I wonder what Nagi-san is doing over in America? I wish she’d give us a call at least.”

🎧: “Ah! Maybe I’ll send her a text then! I wonder if she’ll be surprised~?”

…

🎧: “But what would you do if I said that I’d be going somewhere far far away someday?”

…

🎧: “…She looks just like Nagi-san…”

And, it’s why she can’t even believe Kohane when she says just how important An is to her, how much she loves her and wants to sing with her because Nagi said the same thing and now Nagi is gone.

This manages to reach a resolve in WTWG, where An ‘fights’ Kohane, takes all those raw emotions out in a healthy way, through her song.

An’s card in WTWG is more than just ‘An takes her anger out on Kohane’, because in truth that’s not entirely what she’s doing. Instead, it’s An’s raw emotions taking form.

An wants Kohane to grow, she wants Kohane to thrive fully, but that fear of abandonment—Fear that Kohane will leave and never speak to her again makes her want to hold her close and never let her go anywhere.

So what about Kohane?

Well, starting with thr WTWG card/story, Kohane wants to be An’s best partner. As she states, ‘to make An’s heart pound’.

So, to be vulnerable here is to accept all of An’s raw emotions. Let her lean on her and feel everything because to Kohane, that makes her a worthy partner.

She says over and over throughout the fight that An is amazing, that she wants to be like her, how much it makes her heart pound. Really, it reminds me of Kohane’s colorfes story.

WTWG, ep. 7

🐹: (“An-chan…really is amazing.”)

🐹: (“…Whenever I hear An-chan sing, it really makes my heart pound like nothing else. It makes me wish I could sing like her.”)

In it, Kohane goes to Vivid Street, but everyone thinks she’s An. This happens after she thinks about what it would be like to be An, but only going through this dream does she realize that she doesn’t want to be An, she wants to be her. She wants to be An’s partner.

Colorfes Kohane ep. 1 and 2

Record Store Onee-san: “You caught me off guard, using polite like that, An-chan!”

🐹: (“Did she just say An-chan…?”)

…

🐹: (“—An-chan’s so cool and strong…and there’s times I wish I could be like her…”)

🐹: (“I have to be me! Because—”)

🎧: “—Y’know, I was thinking, your singing is always so amazing, Kohane.”

🎧: “Whenever I hear your singing, it makes my heart race. The tension rises, and it makes me feel like I have to start singing right now!”

🐹: (“Because I’m An-chan’s partner—!”)

And to be An’s partner, is to drag all those raw, vertical emotions out of An, just like she does in WTWG.

In conclusion, Anhane explosion their relationship is so complex and strong and I love it

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Hi!! Can I please request a Steve Rogers x fem!reader fic where it kinda goes through different times of their relationship?

Where they met right after Steve came out of the ice (so about year before Loki’s attack on New York), Steve moves into his first apartment since waking up in the 21st Century (I believe he was living in NY🤔) and she’s his next door neighbor and she works at a nearby coffeeshop. They first meet when they’re both walking into their apartment complex and Y/n’s grocery bag breaks and he helps her bring it all inside. They get really close and start dating, and Steve proposes a year later, and Y/n is there when Fury goes to the gym to tell Steve about the tesseract and potential attack (Steve was teaching his fiancée some self defense skills), and Steve takes Y/n with him onto the SHEILD Helicarrier because he feels like she’ll be safer with him due to the potential attack on NY. He’s able to keep her safe throughout the whole ordeal and they get married after NY rebuilds and ofc the Avengers attend. But then fast forward to CA: Winter Soldier, after they’ve moved to DC, when Fury is shot in Steve and Y/n’s apartment (the couple had just come back from a date for their two year wedding anniversary), not only was Fury shot, but Y/n was taken by The Winter Soldier after Y/n had ran past Sharon to follow Steve to make sure he was okay🥺 Steve would be PANICKED. So Y/n is there and tied up when Pierce is asking Bucky about his mission report, and I feel like she would try to get through to Bucky because she knows who he is, but Pierce and Rumlow would definitely be rough with her to shut her up, and she gets experimented on and gets compulsion powers (so she can influence and manipulate the minds of others) and she’s brainwashed like Bucky to help Hydra🥺 As Hydra’s newest, most prized weapon she’d be very well hidden and under lock and key, only let out when Hydra needs to control someone. But after Buck pulls Steve out of the water, he risks himself to go free Y/n, drop her off at the hospital, before going on the run. (The two def bonded after their shared trauma)

Y/n doesn’t speak for weeks after this due to the trauma, until she wanders into the compounds conference room while the Avengers are having a meeting and tearfully asks for her Husband🥺 (and the months after this definitely include the Avengers and her Hubby doting on her)

In Sickness and In Health » Steve Rogers/Captain America

Pairings: Neighbor!Steve Rogers x Neighbor!Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader with the Avengers

Summary: From neighbors to husband and wife, Steve vows to take care of you like he said in his wedding vows.

Warnings: Fluff, Angst (not you and Steve), language, neighbors to lovers, fiancée!Steve/fiancée!reader, husband!Steve/wife!reader, enhanced!reader, HYDRA, choking (nonsexual), kidnapping, violence, crying, hospitals, kissing, pet names

A/N: Thank you for the amazingly detailed request @kpopgirlbtssvt 🩵

Written on my phone. My apologies for any mistakes.

Header made by @buck-star

GIF IS NOT MINE! Gif credit goes to the creator.

Steve sat at a table outside of a coffee shop drawing in his notebook. He was so focused on his drawings that he didn’t notice you walk over to him at first.

“Sir?” You say.

Steve stops drawing and looks up from his notebook, seeing you standing on the opposite side of the table with a pot of coffee and a cup in your hands.

“Would you like some coffee?” You asked politely.

“Yes please.” Steve replies.

You poured some coffee into the cup and put it on the table in front of him.

“Would you like anything else?” You asked.

“No. I’m good for now. Thank you for the coffee.” He says with a smile.

“You’re welcome.” You smiled back.

You glanced down at his notebook, seeing his drawings.

“Are you an artist?” You curiously asked.

“No. I just like to draw.” He says.

“These are amazing.” You complimented.

“Thank you.” He smiles.

“You’re welcome.” You smiled. “I have to get back to work. Let me know if you need anything.” You say.

Steve nods. He watches you walk away, going back to work. As he watched you ask customers if they needed anything, he couldn’t help but admire your beauty. He smiles to himself before going back to what he was drawing.

Later that day, Steve took the train home. As he was walking to his apartment, he noticed you trying to unlock your apartment while holding a couple grocery bags in your hands. He felt bad for you when one of the bags broke and some of your groceries fell on the floor. You groaned in frustration. Steve, being the gentleman he is, helped you.

“Thank you so much.” You say as he picked up the groceries that fell on the floor.

“You’re welcome.” Steve replies with a smile.

You unlocked your apartment and walked inside. Steve followed you inside, closing the door behind him. You and him put the groceries on the kitchen counter.

“You’re a life saver.” You smiled.

“That’s what neighbors are for.” He smiles back.

Steve immediately realized that you’re the waitress from the coffee shop who complimented his drawings.

“You’re the waitress at that coffee shop, right?” He asks.

“Yes.” You replied.

“Who would’ve guessed that we’re next door neighbors.” He smiles.

“I know right.” You smiled back. “It’s like we were destined to meet.” You say.

Steve smiles and nods in agreement.

“Would you like to go out sometime?” Steve asks nervously.

“I would love to.” You replied with a smile. “I have the day off on Saturday. We can do something then if you want.” You say.

“Sounds good to me.” He smiles. “I’ll see you Saturday afternoon.” He says.

“See you then.” You say.

Steve left your apartment, letting you attend to your groceries. He went to his own apartment. Nervousness and excitement coursed through Steve’s veins. He’s looking forward to Saturday and so are you.

———

You and Steve went on a few dates before making it official. Steve asked you to move in with him a few months into yours and his relationship, which you happily agreed to do. He allowed you to decorate yours and his apartment to your liking. You and Steve actually have the same taste in decorations, which made the decorating process easier for the both of you.

Steve has been ring shopping while you decorated the apartment. When he found the perfect ring for you, he just needed to decide when he was going to propose to you. He decided to propose to you a year into yours and his relationship, which is just around the corner. The anticipation of proposing to you was killing him. He wanted to propose to you right the day he bought the ring.

When the day of Steve proposing to you finally came, excitement coursed through his veins. He made sure everything was perfect. He woke you up with your favorite breakfast. Then the two of you went sightseeing. After dinner at your favorite restaurant, you and him took a walk in the park to enjoy the sunset.

“The sunset is so beautiful. Don’t you think, baby?” You say, admiring the colors of the sunset.

“It is, but you’re even more beautiful.” Steve says.

You couldn’t help but blush. No matter how long you and Steve have been dating, he always knows how to make you blush.

“Can I ask you an important question, sweetheart?” He asks nervously.

“Of course you can, babe.” You replied softly.

You watched as Steve got down on one knee. He took a small velvet box out of his jacket pocket and opened it, revealing the most beautiful diamond ring you’ve ever seen. You gasped and tears filled your eyes.

“I wasn’t sure how to adjust to life after coming out of the ice. You made it easier for me the day we met. I can’t imagine my life without you, sweetheart. Will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?” Steve asks.

“Yes! Of course I’ll marry you, Stevie!” You answered happily, tears of joy streaming down your cheeks.

Steve smiles widely and slid the ring on your finger. He stood upright and kissed you passionately.

“I love you so much, honey.” He whispers.

“I love you more, baby.” You whispered back.

———

“You’re doing great, sweetheart!” Steve praises you.

Steve took you to the gym to teach you self defense skills. You accidentally punched him a couple times. Not hard, but it was an accident.

“Turn around for this one, honey.” He instructs.

You turned around, facing the opposite direction as your fiancée.

“Pretend I’m a stranger for this one, ok?” He says.

“Ok.” You replied.

“Now, what are you going to do if someone tries to attack you from behind?” He asks, putting a hand on your shoulder.

You grabbed his arm and used all of your strength to flip him over your shoulder and onto the floor. You’re pretty sure that Steve made it easy for you. Either way, it surprised both of you when you did that.

“I never thought I would see Captain America get flipped by a woman.” Fury jokes as he walks in the gym.

Steve stood up, standing next to you and brushed the dirt off his clothes.

“This is my fiancée Y/N. Y/N, this is Director Nick Fury.” Steve introduces you two.

“It’s nice to meet you, sir.” You smiled, shaking his hand.

“It’s nice to meet you too.” Fury says. “I need to talk to your fiancée about something important. You can stay if you want.” He says.

You nodded. You weren’t sure what Steve and Fury were talking about. Whatever it is, it sounds important. Fury handed Steve a file folder. Steve opened it, seeing a picture of the tesseract, making his jaw clench.

“I’m sure you want to keep your fiancée safe so she can come with you.” Fury says.

Steve agrees to that.

You went on the helicarrier with Steve. It’s way different than the last plane you were on. It looks like a small office and it’s cool. You and Steve also met the team who’s going to be fighting in the mission with him.

“We have to go over the plan for the mission. It shouldn’t take long.” Steve says.

“Ok.” You pecked his lips softly. “I’m going to sit over there.” You say, pointing at an empty desk.

Steve nods and kissed you before you walked away. During the meeting with the Avengers, Steve took glances at you every now and then. You smiled at him when he did so. He smiles back at you. When it came time to take down Loki, Steve made sure you were safe and sound on the helicarrier. You gave him a good luck kiss and you two told each other that you love each other before he went with the Avengers to take Loki down.

———

A few months after Loki’s attack on New York, you and Steve finally got married. You guys became good friends with the Avengers and invited them to yours and his wedding. Everything was perfect for you and Steve. Everyone teared up from how beautiful the wedding.

The dancing was one of your favorite parts of yours and his wedding. Steve taught you how to dance a week before the wedding. It was the basic swaying in each other’s arms, which you love. You gazed up at your husband with the look of love and adoration on your face. Steve gazes down at you with the same look on his face.

“You look so beautiful, sweetheart.” Steve softly compliments.

“You look so handsome, baby.” You softly complimented back.

“I love you, Mrs. Rogers.” He whispers.

“I love you too, Mr. Rogers.” You whispered back.

Steve kisses you softly and sweetly. You two smiled against each other’s lips.

———

“That Italian restaurant gets even more amazing every time we eat out there. We should eat out there more often.” You say with a smile.

“They are amazing.” Steve agrees and smiles.

Today is yours and Steve’s two year wedding anniversary. Everything about today was perfect. Steve woke you up with your favorite breakfast and bouquet of flowers. Then you two went out to lunch. To conclude the evening, you two went out to dinner at yours and his favorite Italian restaurant.

“Hi, neighbors!” Sharon greets you two as she walks out of her apartment.

“Hi, Sharon.” You and Steve greet her back.

“From the smiles on your faces, it looks like you two enjoyed your night.” She says.

“We did.” You say.

“Well, don’t let me keep you from continuing your romantic night.” She says. “Oh, by the way, I think you guys may have left a radio on or something in your apartment.” She adds before walking away.

Yours and Steve’s furrowed in confusion. You two always make sure everything is off in yours and his apartment before you guys leave to go anywhere. Steve unlocked the door and you two walked inside cautiously. He picked up his shield that was propped against the wall and held it in front of him. He gently pushed you behind him to shield you. You two walked to the living room to see Fury sitting in the living room. It looks like he got into a fight with someone from the injures he has.

“Are you ok?” You softly asked Fury.

“Yea, I’m fine.” Fury says.

“Are you sure? I can get you an ice pack or something.” You offered.

“It’s ok. Thank you for offering.” He says.

Fury held his phone up, which said he was being followed by someone. Instead of telling Steve, he made something up so nothing seemed out of the ordinary. As the story Fury made up continued, a bullet came through the window, making you scream. Steve shielded the two of you from the shattered glass that flew all over the living room. You and Steve looked at Fury, seeing that he got shot. Steve knew what he had to do. Chase down the person who shot Fury, who happened to be the Winter Soldier.

“Hide somewhere and I’ll find you, ok?” Steve says.

You nodded and ran to yours and his bedroom, hiding in the back of the closet behind a couple stacked storage containers. Meanwhile, Steve ran after the Winter Soldier and ended up on the roof. He was running away from him. He threw his shield at him. The Winter Soldier caught it with his metal hand and stared Steve down for a second before throwing back at him. He caught it and looked at it with a shocked look on his face.

The Winter Soldier went back to yours and Steve’s apartment without being seen by anyone. He climbed up the fire escape that took him to the window of yours and Steve’s bedroom. He opened the window and climbed through it. You could hear footsteps in the bedroom. It wasn’t Steve’s footsteps. Your heart thudded against your chest. You covered your mouth to keep yourself quiet. Suddenly, the closet door opened. The Winter Soldier scanned the closet, knowing you’re in there. He could hear your breathing coming from behind the two storage containers you were hiding behind. He moved them out of the away to get access to you. You screamed and ran past him. You didn’t get far. The Winter Soldier grabbed you and slammed you against wall. He then wrapped his metal hand around your throat, choking you till you passed out.

Steve went back to yours and his apartment to check on you. He looked all over the apartment for you, but couldn’t find you. That’s when he seen the window open in yours and his bedroom. He ran over to the window and looked out of it. His eyes went wide and his heart dropped to the pit of his stomach when he realized that the Winter Soldier took his wife.

“This can’t be happening.” Steve says shakily to himself.

Steve got a call from Natasha, telling him that Fury is in the hospital. He made his way to the hospital to check on Fury while trying to figure out where the Winter Soldier might’ve taken you. Steve’s mind was all over the place. He’s beyond scared for you.

“Why was Fury in yours and Y/N’s apartment?” Natasha asks Steve.

“I don’t know.” Steve answers quietly.

“Are you ok?” She asks softly.

“He took my wife.” He says, his eyes tearing up.

“Who took her?” She asks.

“I don’t know, but he had a metal arm.” He says.

Natasha knew who Steve was talking about when he mentioned the metal arm.

“What?” Steve asks.

“I think I might know who took Y/N.” Natasha says quietly.

Steve looks around, seeing some people around the two of them. He gently ushered her into a storage closet so they can talk privately.

“Who is the guy with the metal arm?” Steve asks in a demanding voice.

“He’s credited with dozens of assassinations in the last 50 years. They call him the Winter Soldier.” Natasha explains.

“How do you know about him?” He asks curiously.

“I had a run in with him on a mission once.” She says, lifting her shirt to show him the scar on her lower abdomen.

Steve looks at her scar. Fear was coursing through his veins. Now, he’s thinking that the Winter Soldier might do to you like what he did to Natasha.

———

Meanwhile, you woke up in an unfamiliar room. You weren’t sure where you were. You looked around the room, trying to gather your surroundings. You got off the small bed you were laying on and walked around the room, trying to figure out where you might be. You walked over to the door and started hitting it and pounding on it with your hands.

“Hello! Is anybody out there?” You shouted. “I know someone called hear me!” You shouted again.

You then laid back down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. A few minutes go by when the door opens. You sat up to see a man dressed in all black tactical gear.

“Get up.” The HYDRA agent orders.

You didn’t dare to move a muscle. You sat there and stared at him. The HYDRA agent walks over to you and grabbed your arm with a bruising grip and roughly pulled you out from the bed. He led you out of the room and to a different room. The room he took you to looked like some kind of lab. He forced you to sit down in a chair and he strapped your arms and legs down with restraints. You weren’t the only one in there. You seen the Winter Soldier sitting across from you. You stared at him for a moment. You recognized the Winter Soldier as your husband’s best friend Bucky Barnes from the pictures Steve has showed you.

“Are you Bucky?” You asked curiously.

Everyone who was in the room went silent. The Winter Soldier stared at you for a few seconds before answering you.

“Yes.” Bucky answers.

“Do you remember your best friend Steve Rogers?” You asked.

“Yes.” He answers again.

“I’m his wife. He told me all about you.” You say.

Bucky’s eyes went wide, realizing that he kidnapped his best friend’s wife when he was in Winter Soldier mode.

“That’s enough talking.” Pierce says.

You completely ignored what Pierce said and continued talking to Bucky.

“I can help you.” You say softly, almost whispering.

You can tell by the look on his face that he wants you to help him. It wouldn’t get either of you far if HYDRA has control over one of you, soon to be both of you.

“Do you ever shut the hell up?” Brock asks.

Bucky’s jaw clenched when Brock said that to you.

“I’m trying to help him!” You say.

Brock leaned down to your level, his face close to yours.

“You can’t help him or even yourself in here, can you, Mrs. Rogers?” He says.

“Steve will come save me and Bucky. He’ll see what you guys did to his best friend.” You say, trying to sound intimidating.

“You keep telling yourself that.” He says.

Brock stood upright. Pierce motioned Brock over to him. He whispered something to him that you couldn’t make out. He nodded and walks over to you, undoing the restraints off your arms and legs. You took the opportunity to jumped out of the chair and attempted to run away from them, which was a huge mistake on your part, because every HYDRA agent in the room pointed their guns at you, making you stop and freeze in place.

“Nice try, Mrs. Rogers.” Brock says.

Brock grabbed your arm with a bruising grip, leading you out of the room and took you to a different room. He forcefully made you sit down in the chair and put restraints on your arms and legs once again. He left the room after that. A few minutes later, a man in a white lab coat walks in the room with a tray with stuff on it. He placed it down on the table next to you. You looked at the stuff on the tray, your eyes widening when you seen a needle. That’s when all the pain and trauma began…

———

It felt like forever to Steve since the Winter Soldier kidnapped you last night. Steve was thinking the worst. On top of all of that, he also found out that his best friend is alive. He was staring off in the distance, his eyes red from crying. Natasha and Sam were doing everything they can to help him.

“It’s going to be alright, man.” Sam says, putting a comforting hand on Steve’s shoulder.

“He looked at me and didn’t even recognize me.” Steve says.

Steve knows what he has to do now. Take down HYDRA, attempt to get through to his best friend, and get his wife back.

———

Steve is now standing on the helicarrier across from the Winter Soldier.

“Please don’t make me do this, Buck.” Steve pleads softly.

The Winter Soldier stared at him without saying a word. Steve sighs to himself, not wanting to fight his best friend, but he has no choice.

During the fight, Steve was doing everything he could to get through to Bucky, but nothing seems to be working.

“You’re my mission.” The Winter Soldier growls.

“Then finish it.” Steve said. “Cause I’m with you till the end of the line. Tell Y/N I love her.” He says.

The Winter Soldier stared at Steve with wide eyes and lowered his fist when he said your name. That’s when the ground gave out under the two Super Soldiers. The Winter Soldier held onto a metal bar with his metal hand as he watched Steve fall into the water below. He then let go of the bar, falling into the water. He grabbed onto Steve and pulled him out of the water. He stared at him for a second before running to the HYDRA base you’re at. He has to get you out of that hell hole.

Bucky opened your cell door to see you laying on the small bed. He walked over to you and picked you up. He got you out of there as fast as he could. He took you to the hospital to get you medical attention. He even wrote Steve a note explaining everything and apologizing. He gave it to a nurse to give to Steve before getting the hell out of there.

Meanwhile, Steve was in the hospital himself. Sam sat next to his bedside. Steve woke up to music softly playing. He looked over to see Sam. He gave him a smile. The nurse walked in the room a few minutes later with the nurse Bucky gave her.

“Good! You’re awake!” The nurse smiles. “A man told me to give you this after bringing in a woman.” She says, handing Steve the note.

Steve took the note from her and read it. He quickly recognized Bucky’s handwriting. Sam didn’t miss the way Steve shifted in the bed.

“Who’s the letter from?” Sam curiously asks.

“Bucky.” Steve replies. “He apologized for everything that happened and he brought Y/N here.” He says.

Steve got out of bed and went to the nurses station to find out what hospital room you’re in. Sam followed him.

“What room is Y/N Rogers in?” Steve asks.

“I can’t give you that information unless you’re related to the patient.” The nurse says.

“I’m her husband.” He tells her.

“She’s in room 2314 down the hall.” She tells him.

Steve nods and walks straight to your hospital room with Sam following next to him. You were sleeping when they walked in the room.

“Can I help you gentleman?” The nurse who was checking your vitals asks Steve and Sam.

“I’m her husband.” Steve tells her. “How is she?” He asks.

“She’s fine. She’s just resting.” She says.

The nurse left the room and Steve sat down in the chair next to your hospital bed. He seen scars and bruises on your arms where HYDRA poked and prodded you. Steve reached a hand toward your hand, holding your hand in his. Your eyes fluttered open a few minutes later. You squinted your eyes, adjusting to the light in the hospital room. You looked over to see your husband sitting next to the bed. You thought you were hallucinating for a second.

“Hi, sweetheart.” Steve says softly and smiles.

You didn’t say anything. You opened your arms for a hug, which he happily gave you.

“Are you in any pain?” He asks.

You shook your head no. Steve frowns when you didn’t say a word to him yet.

“Did HYDRA do something her vocal cords?” Sam asks.

“I hope not.” Steve says. “Honey, can you speak?” He asks.

You nodded your head yes.

“Can you talk for me please?” He asks softly.

You shook your head no. That’s when Sam got an idea. He excused himself and went to the gift shop to buy you something that’ll help both you and Steve. He came back a few minutes later.

“This might help.” Sam says, handing you a plastic bag.

You opened the bag to see a notebook and a pen. You took the two items out of the bag and opened the notebook, writing something in it.

“How did you get injured?” You wrote.

“I had a run in with the Winter Soldier.” Steve tells you.

“Your friend Bucky?” You wrote.

Steve nods.

“Bucky helped me.” You wrote.

“I know he did, sweetheart. He’s the one who brought you here.” He says softly.

You frowned when you realized that Bucky wasn’t in the room.

“Where is he?” You wrote.

“He went on the run. I don’t know where he went.” He says.

You looked down, tapping the pen against the notebook. You’re happy that you’re with your husband again, but you’re sad that Bucky isn’t there.

“It’ll be ok, sweetheart.” Steve gently turns your head toward him so you were looking him in his eyes. “When we get out of here, I’ll take care of you. Like I said in my wedding vows. In sickness and in health, remember?” He says softly.

You smiled and nodded. Steve smiles back and leans over to kiss you softly.

———

Weeks later, you’re still not talking. When Steve or any of the Avengers is talking to you, you write down a response in a notebook and show it to them. Sometimes, you respond by nodding your head yes or no. It helps knowing your husband is right next to you when you have nightmares. Steve stood by his wedding vows. He’s taking care of you in sickness and in health.

As of right now, you were wandering around the compound and found yourself on the same floor as the conference room. You seen Steve in there with the Avengers. You didn’t want to interrupt their meeting, but you wanted your husband. You opened the door and walked in the conference room. Everyone stopped talking and turned their attention to you.

“I-I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just want my-my husband.” You say with tears in your eyes.

Sam told Steve that he’ll update him when the meeting is over. Steve stood up from his chair and attended to you.

“Are you ok, sweetheart?” Steve asks softly once you guys were in the hallway.

“I was lonely.” You say, your bottom lip quivering.

Steve wrapped his arms around you, holding you against him. You feel safe in his arms.

“You’re safe now.” Steve murmurs softly.

Hearing those words makes you feel even more safe.

“Let’s go lay down.” He says softly.

You nodded. Steve led you to yours and his bedroom. You two laid down on the bed and turned the TV on and put your favorite show on.

“I love you, Stevie.” You say quietly, looking up at him.

“I love you too, honey.” Steve says softly.

Steve pecks your lips softly. Hearing your voice again made him happy. He’ll do anything and everything to take care of you. Just like he said in his wedding vows, in sickness and in health.

💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

-Bucky’s Doll

[piastriprincess]

Spreading positivity among f1 writers! ✨️ what is your favorite f1 fic you have ever read?

(Sorry, I was certain I'd sent it to you too but tumblr must've glitched! 😭)

doooooo not worry angel !! it's happened before ... the monster in my inbox who eats asks and i have CRAZY beef . i’m legitimately SO excited to have received this ask because i actually will take any excuse to hype up the amazing writers and friends i have made on this website . couldn’t narrow this down because i’m clinically insane so i picked one fic for every driver i write for (two for oscar SORRY i refuse to pick !) <3 recs under the cut, PLEASE read all of these !!! these writers deserve all of the love :~)

oscar - it’s nice to have a friend by @luvstappen

THEEEEE smau to me. and the first one i ever read that made me understand how to effectively use the social media format to convey a nuanced and complex story! i wish with all my soul that my work will ever reach even half the humor, characterization, and heart that nessie put into every chapter of this fic. it is such a lovely warm read. downbad oscar piastri you are SO very dear to me. 

oscar - the ex effect by @lvrclerc

ENEMIES TO LOVERS MY FAV TROPE OF ALL TIME YESSSSSS. and even better… when they were never really enemies at all ?? and even BETTER… when they’re forced to FAKE DATE ???? it’s genuinely like this fic was made in a lab for me. but also, ivy, your writing is phenomenal. you have such a gift for capturing small moments and making them feel significant and perfect, and each word choice feels poetic. i adore this fic and everything you write !!!!!

lando - true love of mine by @norrisradio

my favorite fic of all time, in any fandom, in any genre. tara’s writing is genuinely arresting - every sentence has the kind of wording you can’t stop thinking about long after you read it. she also writes lando in a way that really truly understands him. “you make me want to write poetry but all i know how to do is drive” will live in my brain rent free for the rest of time. this FIC makes me want to write poetry tara!! if only i could do it like you <3

lewis - you first by @lewismcqueen

lightning is THEEEE lewis writer okay … i could have put any fic of theirs in this spot but this is my personal favorite!!! i’m just a sucker for a band au in general but the framework of this fic is so unique and as always, lightning’s writing flows SO well. conversational and visceral at the same time, no words wasted. simple and stunning and beautiful to read. i can’t wait for part 2 of this one.

charles - birds of a feather by @snoopyracing

user snoopyracing… you actually don’t know this, but this was the first f1 fic i ever read and one that inspired me to write for myself. i’d been a fan of f1 for a while, and tumblr suggested your work on my dash. i am soooo glad it did because genuinely? this piece should be a novel! i would have legitimately paid to read it and you’re giving it to me for free??? crazy work. childhood friends to lovers is very very dear to me and this is the trope at its best !!! 

george - tell all of your friends i’m crazy (i’ll drive you mad) by @cinnamorussell

uni!george russell when i catch you uni!george russell… literally what can i say that hasn’t already been said about this fic. by me. many times over. i'll start with: birdy is SUCH a talent and this fic is them at their best !!! the world is immediately immersive, it's such a cool smau format done so well, and the fic is just funny as hell !!! like i laughed out loud multiple times. then cried. then laughed again. one of the only fics on this site that i’ve reread multiple times since it came out. it’s everything to me. 

yuki - love at first flight by @tsunodaradio

you know it had to be kae here !! i could have legitimately put their entire masterlist on here for any driver but here i am… having restraint… anyway this is THEEEE yuki fic to me. reader has such an immediate and charming personality and yuki. oh yuki is so perfectly characterized in this that i could cry. sweet and sharp and so, so delicious !!!

max - the strawberry wine series by @scuderiahoney

absolute top tier max characterization and the writing is genuinely beautiful. it’s all about the details in this fic and the details are so absurdly well thought out and touching that i could reread it over and over again and probably discover new ones every time. balances angst and fluff soooo well and the relationship between max and reader is so authentic and beautiful

isack - debi tirar mas fotos by @spiderbeam

eve is one of the most insane writers on this site like EVERYTHING she writes is such a joy to read for me. each fic is always FILLED with humor and she is so so smart about what she reveals and keeps hidden. i loved this smau so much and the relationships between reader, isack, and her friends felt so lived in and REAL!!! the breakup??? so in character. the (eventual) makeup (sorry i’m spoiling)??? EARNED. i want eve’s pepe marti to give me relationship advice. everyone feels like they could be my best friend <3

carlos - three billion girls (yet i want you) by @musicallisto

i’m really not even a carlos girl (nor am i really a fan of angst!) but this fic legitimately changed my life and altered my brain chemistry. the redshift blueshift metaphor ALONE blows anything i have ever come up with out of the water. and the writing. oh the writing is dripping with longing and heartbreak and poetry. it is so so beautiful. i am voyager and this fic is my jupiter !!!! i will be orbiting it forever

alex - albon pets by @harrysfolklore

alex albon being a simp is a concept that is sooooo very dear to me… another concept very dear to me?? the grid being lovable idiots. this is both of that in one fic. it's so funny and sweet, and makes me feel happy reading it. what more can you ask for?

[gatorbites-imagines]

John Constantine x tattoo artist?? Smut or no (you choose!) I think it would be cute if john gets his tats from the reader (also kind of a possessive/marking quality there lol)

John Constantine x Tattoo artist male reader

Headcanons

Sorry there’s been no posts this week, classes have started up again, so as you can imagine I’m exhausted and have a lot less free time. I’ve been using most of my free time to read JJK, ngl.

Imagine being a magical tattoo artist, something like a seal maker. You do large complex and beautiful pieces, but you hide different seals and protection markers inside the patterns. It keeps the real purpose of the tattoo a secret, but is also pretty to look at.

John already has tattoos in the hellblazer comics, but imagine you giving him different ink. Something a lot less obvious and more attractive.

It makes him pass as a hot blonde British guy covered in a lot of fancy ink, instead of some brit with lotsa weird cult looking tattoos.

John becomes one of your most common customers, mainly because a lot of the tattoos you put on him disappear after the seals been used, since its all defense and storage. He might also use it as an excuse to see you more, so he can flirt.

John being John, would get a tattoo right above his crotch, think like a reverse tramp stamp, or a succubus tattoo, just so he can have you sitting between his thighs as he gives his flirting his all.

You definitely end up railing him within an inch of his life in the tattoo chair, tsking and “punishing” him for straining the tattooed area too much, and “messing up your work” when he writhes too much.

In the beginning its just a friends with benefits situation, something like a “happy ending” you might say. John wouldn’t be someone to do relationships for the most part, since most of the ones he’s been in haven’t ended great.

He subconsciously also wouldn’t want to paint a target on your back, since hes always involved with all kinds of stuff. But he cant help but always find himself back with you, getting some new seal inked onto his skin.

And if every visit ends up with him bent over the tattoo chair, or down on his knees to “thank you”, then who will judge him.

John would end up finally acknowledging his feelings when you save him from his big bad of the week, using your complex and intricate tattoos to pull out weapons and spells, and later seal the being that’s after him.

Its hard to deny how he feels after that, and though he wouldn’t put it into words, he would act differently. Like just showing up at your parlor to spend time with you without getting anything done, or sending you little protection charms or trinkets.

At some point you guys just start kissing and acting like a couple, without actually putting a name to it. It’s a dangerous life you both live, and words mean everything, so you never tell anybody you guys are lovers, since that would make the target on you both even bigger.

It doesn’t keep you guys from pretty much living together and acting all domestic, or being completely exclusive to just each other. John turning down all advances made on him confuses people in the beginning, until they just come to accept it.

John ends up with even more tattoos, these a lot more complex than average useable seals. These are the kinds that you have spent your entire life developing, and had only used on yourself because they’re that powerful.

The league are knocked back by how powerful his spells have become, and how much damage he can withstand. Only other magic users with the knowledge know just how amazing his tattoos are. He never tells them where he got them, just because he’s an ass.

You end up helping out more with his business, and he ends up being free advertisement for your parlor. Of course, no one gets tattoos like you or John, you would never give a possible enemy that kind of power, but it helps pad your pockets quite a lot.

John’s enemies end up targeting you as well, but they’re easily dealt with for the most part.

He ends up getting teased be friends and allies that he’s getting soft and domestic, cuz he doesn’t go out to bars like before, and wants to be home in time to watch a movie with you, or just go to sleep together.

He ends up a lot less stressed too, since you rock his world whenever he needs it, and become someone he can let down his defenses and just be vulnerable with.

In the end he probably gets pavloved to get in the mood when you tattoo him, or he hears the noise of the tattoo gun. John always blames you for making him this way, because you always go down on him after giving him new ink, not that he’s complaining.

[godilovetakayamariki]

Happy Anniversary ◯ ♱ ۫ 🪽𝄞 ❀ 𓂂 ࣪ ა ₊

Pairing Jay x (Fem) Reader

Genre non- idol au, smut

Synopsis: You’ve never been the dominant type in you and Jays relationship, but tonight that would change when you want to surprise him for your anniversary…

Warnings: Oral, Fingering, name calling (good girl, slut, daddy, etc), face sitting, squirting, car sex, public sex

Word count: 2,781K

Authors note: For all my Jay Stans 👹 I’m making my way through all of enha so if you have anyone in particular you want me to do next lmk!! Thank you so much for reading my stuff it makes me so happy 🖤🥲

Today started out as any normal day at your job and Jay was working in the office per usual. As you’re researching something for a project at work when your phone suddenly chimes, you look over to see that its a message form your Boyfriend, Jay. The message read…

Jay: Be ready by 6:15, we’ve got dinner plans beautiful girl.

You smile at your phone cheeks getting red at the message. He did this often knowing it was your love language. You continue your work now excited for your work day to end so you could get all dressed up for your boyfriend. Today was your 4 year anniversary, so you knew he had something really nice planned. Typical of him to do so, he has always been the romantic type knowing just the way to get your heart racing with a look from his soft smoldering eyes.

Luckily for you your work day wrapped up rather quickly especially considering how for the rest of your shift you were daydreaming about how your evening with jay was gonna go, and boy had you mustered up something special for him in the meantime. You quickly rushed home trying your best to beat the 5 o’clock traffic so you could have as much time as possible to get ready.

you shower, and doll yourself all up for jay curling your hair and smudging your eyeliner just the way he loved. Your hand shakes slightly as you put on your deep red lipstick too entranced in your thoughts about what you had planned to stay still. You do your best to shake the feeling as you go to get dressed into the little black dress that you had bought about a week prior for this occasion specifically. Zipping it up you get goosebumps at the thought of how jay has once traced this pattern on your back to discard of a little dress like this.

Before you know it, time flies and its time, you hear a honk coming from outside you and jays shared apartment complex, knowing it was him 6:15 on the dot not a minute early or late. Your skin textured with bumps thinking about how to execute this plan successfully and not be awkward about it. You rush out of the apartment grabbing your purse on the way out. As you walk out of the complex doors you see Jay standing in front of your passenger seat door hands placed in his pockets. When he spots you exiting the complex doors he stands up straight from leaning on the car door. His eyes wide, a smile slowly stretches across his face.

Fuck. He is wearing that silk black button up that highlights his body line like no body’s business. This has your knees slightly wanting to buckle as you approach him. Jay takes you by the hand using it to spin you around for a 360. His free hand giving your bottom an encouraging tap as he playfully whistles at you. “You never fail to amaze me beautiful” he pulls you into his chest, a waft of his familiar woodsy scent filling your nose as he kisses your forehead.

On the road jay rests his hand on your upper thigh without fail of course, its his favorite thing about your body. This would come into great play to know for later.. his veiny tan skin is a contrast to pale elegance of yours. It almost felt sinful to look at sometimes. The cool metal of his silver rings leaving indents in your flesh as he gripped your thigh at each light you caught, him glancing over to send you a little smirk or bring your hand up to his lips to kiss it. This had your core gripping around nothing, he surely knows what he’s doing to you right?

You glance over at your stunning boyfriend analyzing his little details, his gelled hair, his dangly silver earrings, the subtle five o clock shadow peaking in, the little bit of skin is showing from the first 2 buttons he has undone, the Gucci belt locked around his hips it was all too much to handle. Jay was a simple sexy man. He was your man.

You arrive at the restaurant, you’re staring at Jays veiny tan hands as he grips the gear shift, shifting the car into park. You’re pussy dripping at the thought of his hands tracing your body like that. Jay calls to you snapping you out of your daze. In his deep raspy voice he asks if you’re ready to go inside. You shake your head as though shaking off the thoughts and reply with a confident yes.

Jay exits his side of the car coming over to yours to open your door for you, extending his hand out to grab yours, helping you out of the passenger seat. You take his arm, wrapping your hand around his thick bicep, he walks you both into the restaurant, keeping you on his arm the entire time. When you enter the host takes you to the most romantic table you have ever seen in your life. Rose petals strone across the table, a bottle of your favorite wine placed in the center and chairs placed right next to eachother instead of across. Jay knew you loved sitting next to him instead of in front of him.

Jay walks over to the table pulling your chair out for you, his hand gestures for you to take a seat, once you’re sat in your chair he places a white napkin across your lap, then pushing your chair in, following suit he sits in his chair. As soon as he slides his chair closer to the table his hand is immediately back on your thigh. It was at this moment you new your boyfriend was on the same wavelength as you tonight.

you order an appetizer and that gives you and jay some privacy from the waiter for a while, his attention is immediately on you. He’s leaned back in his chair, not in an ill mannered way but rather just comfortably resting but god does he look incredibly sexy doing it. He brushes a hand through his dark locks as he gazes over at you, simultaneously raises his place on your thigh but not higher, more inner. His pinky grazing your clothed core shamelessly. A sultry smile appearing on his lips when he realizes just how wet you are already.

however he doesn’t address it up front,he doesn’t have to because you can read the look right off his sexy ass face. “ you look so beautiful..as always.” He coos tucking some hair out of your face with his free hand. “ I’m so lucky to have such a stunning woman inside and out love me.You are my entire world sweet girl, happy anniversary.” He closes the space between your faces using that same hand to cup the back of your neck to kiss your lips quickly. The only reason he doesn’t linger this kiss being the fact that he’s reaching into his pocket to bring out a cute little box wrapped in a red ribbon.

The shock on your face is apparent as he pulls out the little box. Your mouth falling open as a reaction. You reach out to take the box with both hands, tears welling in the corners of your eyes. You untie the ribbon softly, pulling the longer string allowing the bow to fall into your lap softly. Jay is leaning back in his chair his face riddled with anticipation as he watches you open the box. You lock your fingers under the lid of the box prying it open softly, anticipating what’s inside. As the lid slowly reveals what’s inside your heart rate rises higher and higher as you see more of the pendant peeking from behind the box’s lid. Once the lid is fully off your eyes widen as your eyes are graced with the most beautiful necklace you had ever seen in your life.

“Jay, this is Beautiful, you really didn’t have to” You say to him tears peaking out of the corners of your eyes. Jay reaches his hand over to caress your face softly. “Of course i did my love, you deserve this and more” a smile painted across your face as you hold the pendant in your hand admiring the beauty of it. “Would you put it on for me?” You hand Jay the necklace and begin to lift your hair so his hands can snake around your neck easier. The cold metal of the chain giving you slight goosebumps that is until jays hands graze your neck, he is so gentle his fingers tickle your neck as he claps the necklace. When he sees the beautiful pendant draped around your neck he runs his hands down your back resting them at your waist, “It looks stunning on you darling” his mouth right next to your ear as the words hit your ear drum, you feel his plump pillowy lips make contact with the back of your neck, making you clasp your hands together tightly in your lap. He knew exactly what he was doing and knew exactly what it was doing to you. Just as your breathing steadies the waiter arrives at the table to ask for your orders.

As you’re waiting on your meals, Jay pours wine in your glass, your favorite that he specifically requested to be had at the table. “Here you are princess” pouring the wine with two hands, you look at him admiring his sharp beautiful features. Your top teeth catch your bottom lip as you stare at Jays hands, thinking sinful thoughts just wanting to eat and get him alone but you push through. You’re snapped back into reality when Jay asks you if you’re going to drink your wine or just stare at it.” He lets out a little giggle swirling his wine in his glass taking a sip. You giggle back at him raising your glass to your lips letting the tart red wine stain your lips.

The meal has finally arrived to you and Jay, you both enjoy your meal and chit chat through it. Once you’ve finished the waiter brings over the bill and Jay pays. As you get ready to get up to leave Jay pulls your seat out for you making it easier for you to get up. He has always been a gentleman, even 4 years later. He reaches his elbow out for you to take. You grab ahold of his bicep giving it a little squeeze. Preparing yourself for what is about to take place.

You and Jay make it back to the car safely, like the gentleman he is, he opens your door for you waiting until you’re fully in and settled before he closes the door. You twiddle your thumbs waiting for him to get in the drivers seat. Once he gets settled he lets out a happy sigh patting his stomach. “Did you enjoy dinner sweetie?” He asks patting the back of your head sweetly. Your brain is fogged at this point, you’re distracted by him and he’s right here. The thoughts of how you’re going to pull this off clouds your brain, you’re never the type to be dominate and initiate things between you and Jay but you had always wanted to and thought tonight would be perfect. He tits his head looking at you “baby?” He questions softly. You snap you’re head up coming back to reality once again, “sorry baby, yes dinner was delicious thank you so much for dinner, and this” you grab the pendant around your neck smiling softly. Jay smiles at you, “so where do you wanna go now?” You respond very confidently having had this in mind “how about we go to d the park where we had out first date? Maybe watch the stars?” You were absolutely bullshitting, you know that the park has the darkest parking spots near you and no one is ever there. He agrees with you thinking it was also a great idea not having a clue what’s coming.

You and Jay pull up to the park, you direct him to the darkest spot in the lot, he definitely has a clue what’s going down now, from how nervous you’ve been all night to the way you had been distracting yourself. He rests his arm on the steering wheel turning his body to face you, “mmm so this is what you’ve been wanting all night” he thinks you want him to fuck you but that’s not necessarily what you had in mind you’ve had enough and decided to just go for it, no more stalling. You look up at him, your eyes look different than usual they’re lust filled tonight. “Shut up and lean your chair all the way back” you sit on your knees in your chair pushing his chest down as he obeys what you say. He leans the chair all the way back to where it’s basically flat on the backseat. You make your way over, straddling his lap in the driver seat, your dress hiking up your thighs making the bottom of your ass hang out, jays hands find their way to the tender skin ,giving it a squeeze. Your lips find his, his lips as soft as cotton, your tongue fights with his for a taste of eachother, his hands roaming your body, yours entangled in his chocolate brown hair. You pull away from the kiss sitting up from your position, you grab jay by the jaw telling him to open, he follows suit opening his mouth, your saliva leaving your mouth as you spit in his. Leaving him no time to think you shimmy your way up to where your pussy is directly on his mouth, his hands find your hips steadying you and holding you in place, his tongue immediately finds your clothed clit sucking on it gently, his hands pushing your dress further up your body, his hand finds the seam of your panties pulling them to the side, his tongue making contact with your now bare folds, your hands gripping the back headrest for stability, your body jolting at the feeling, your core so sensitive in this position. Jays lips wrap around your bud as he pointer and middle find your entrance, pushing them into you curling them in just the right way to where it hits your g spot, a cry ripping from your throat, your hand placed on the window leaving traces of pleasure. Jay grunts into your pussy, his free hand reaches down, his tan slender fingers finding the buckle of his belt, flipping it open, the button sliding through the fabric the sound of his zipper makes you realize what he’s doing, his zipper slides down, pulling his cock out of the confinement of his pants. His hand gripping the base of his cock tight as his tongue navigates your folds.

Your eyes shut tight as the knot in your stomach burns with greediness. Hes giving you all he can yet you want more, Your voice echoing through the car as you beg for more “Jay more, please daddy” youre on the verge of tears, Jay does not hesitate as his lips wrap around your bud sucking pulling the sensation to one spot, his finger tips prodding at your cervix at this point, curled hitting just the right spot. Hes now bucking his hips into his own hands, the feeling leaving his grunts vibrating against your pussy. The heat from outside mixed with the air from the car leaves the windows foggy the only thing visible is your handprint on the window. The sinful sounds leaving your throat being covered by the music filling your ears. The pit in your stomach burns hotter as Jay speeds up, his fingers pounding into your cunt leaving his fingers soaking wet, his suction on your clit not letting up pulling you to the end. His fingers scrape your cervix one last time before youre squirting all over his fingers and face, he follows suit shooting his seed all up his stomach mixing with your fluids. His tongue lapping up every drop you release as he strokes out every drop of his own.

You plop down on the back seat not having any strength left in your legs, his car seat soaking wet, your breaths heavy, shaky. Jay looks over at you as he licks his lips and wipes the mess you made from his face “Good Girl” you look back at him with a heavy smirk. “Happy Anniversary”

[cerastes]

It's kind of amazing that a horny game like Nikke actually included stuff like Cyberpsychosis. Nikkes going insane or committing suicide if they are reminded too much that they are actually full-conversion cyborgs. The reason why they don't have a lot of cool gadgets like built-in thrusters or weapons. And then you have someone like Snow White who replaced a large chunk of her body with enemy robot parts.

Nikke is this really cool thing to have Existing in the space, even if I don't play it anymore, because of how charmingly unbalanced it is as a whole, making the charming parts of it all the more apparent.

It's got barebones gameplay, the seams of which burst the moment you do high level content and realize there's not much it can do due to its limited concept. Combat rarely translates to whatever is going on in any story thematically, being thus gameplay being more of an abstraction. There is a gulf and an ocean of power between fellow characters of the same rarity, meaning a max rarity character might do absolutely fuck all while another one, with the same odds, might snap the game in two with ease. It's story is absolutely nothing to write home about. It's a setting that can be best described as "self-indulgent incel nice guy heaven", where your character is The Only One to be nice to all these poor second class citizen superpowered voluptuous supermodel living weapons with tits two times your head and asses big and heavy enough to easily crush cars. Everything jiggles. It's so insanely predatory with its flash sales after every little thing you do.

And yet, the basic story it tells, it tells well. It's fun. It's entertaining. It knows what it is, and it has fun with itself, but it doesn't throw all pretense, either. It walks the razor-edge thin line between having a goof and telling a story with emotional depth. What it doesn't have in complexity or originality, it makes up for in sheer moment-to-moment, with good scenes, with good execution of things we've already seen. The showdown with Modernia lives rent free in my mind, Commander loading the Vapaus round, as Modernia or Marian, no way of telling, begs them to put down the weapon, because she's already back to normal, Commander shooting, and Modernia catching it with her teeth, and then growling the most guttural threat with freshest purest fury: "You shot me. Your really shot me! Shikikan!" and then drilling Commander right through the chest. And everything that happens after in that scene. It's got interactions out the wazoo, both mundane and touching. It has music that goes from "background music that really works" to "handcrafted for the moment and the character in its excellence". I think it's because Nikke knows what it is, but doesn't reach the self-mockery rung of the ladder. It knows what it's doing, and it's still sincere about it, even if it dares have fun at its own expense sometimes.

So, with that on the table, the take on Cyberpsychosis present in Nikke is incredibly powerful as a narrative tool because it tells you just how much of a jury-rigged slapdash product Nikke are. They are not cutting edge technology, they are literally something they pumped out quick as can be while telling everyone in the world that's still alive that they are cutting edge technology. And all, all of the safeguards are ultimately subject to willpower and perspective. Some Nikke go insane if they are too machine-like. Snow White has basically rebuilt herself over and over hundreds of times in her forever war. Nikke cannot aim at humans, so Crow instead puts a steel plate on the ground and ricochets her bullets off of those to shoot Commander successfully. Aiming is something you do with your senses normally, right? Rose figured out that she can just wear a blindfold and convince herself that what she's slashing is not a human, but a Rapture, and that's how she disemboweled and killed her Commander. Just by not seeing and fervently believing.

It's really, really cool how they go about it.

[kezzanza]

What type of boyfriend do you think jude would be?

A/N: first of all, i literally love this ask bc i think of this every 5 business days so thanks for making me put it in writing :)

Jude seems like the guy that would pick you up in a million dollar car, take you to your favorite high-end restaurant and ask you to be his with delicate chocolate lettering on a dessert.

But that's not really him.

The day he asks you to be exclusive, he calls you over to his place under the guise of helping him learn to cook. You both make a mess in his kitchen as you attempt to make your favorite meal—at his request, of course. You're laughing at the sauce all over his apron when he looks over at you—undeniable fondness in his eyes. It's not words written by a chef or spelled out in balloons when he asks. It's Jude's hands cradling your face, his voice softly saying your name and asking: "will you be mine?"

He kisses you when you say yes and you feel like crying—the tender moment scraping your heart raw. Your relationship starts with tears and somehow, that aspect never leaves.

Mostly, it's happy tears. You tear up whenever you watch Jude lift up a trophy, knowing how much hard work he put in. You tear up when he brings you to award ceremonies, his blinding smile meeting yours from the stage.

Sometimes, it’s simply tears of sadness. You fight over Instagram likes, tabloid headlines and models in his DMs. The argument only ending once you started crying, Jude stopping mid sentence to embrace you in his arms.

He hates seeing you cry, especially when it's because of him.

It takes a few weeks, but not you had both grown past that—Jude keeping his likes and follows clean, you doing your part to ignore the media.

Still, even now when you knew it was all fake, you hated seeing articles with Jude and random pretty faces paired off with him. But the media's presence in Jude's life is just one of those things you had accepted.

There are other things about Jude that you came to terms with. His competitiveness would always mix into your relationship in the form of jealousy. He wouldn't get angry but he hated the way men would drag their eyes all over you. You always assured Jude there's no man you wanted how deeply and intensely you wanted him. On nights he was particularly tense, you would laugh and tell him women were doing the same to him—just more subtly.

That would only make him frustrated, which was what you wanted, because it made Jude fiery. Passionate. He made love like he played football, which is to say with intensity, stamina, and unyielding focus. Every touch deliberate. Every movement full of energy. Leaving you breathless and exhilarated, as if you were in the final moments of a thrilling game.

Jude is charming, talented and good looking, but that was just the surface. In reality, he is one of the most complex people you know.

He wears thousand dollar designer but nothing made him happier than your homemade gifts—the pottery you made for your six month anniversary, the scarf you knitted for his birthday, the scrapbook you put together just cause. His attention to detail when it comes to you is second to none. You told him your favorite flower once months ago, now your shared apartment never lacks the pretty petals.

But the thing about him that never fails to amaze you is how much love he has to give to the world. A young fan would never be denied a signature. A grandma would always get a kiss on the cheek. No matter how busy or tired he was, he always made time for others.

There's nobody that knew this more than you.

When he is traveling between cities or stuck in traffic, he calls just to hear your voice. On rare free weekends, he whisks you away to charming little towns and quiet villas.

You ask him once, "Me or football?", and your voice is more sincere than the humorous tone you intended.

Jude looks at you with eyes dripping honey and says, "You, always you. The game is my passion, but you're my heart and my everything."

[iamnmbr3]

what are some really outstandingly written and creative hp fics. (please no wholeslae canon rewrites tho. AUs are fine).

Here are a few fics that I find to be especially outstanding and creative and well written.

Amulette d'amour by The_Carnivorous_Muffin, Vinelle (words: 58,092 | not rated | Tom Riddle/Alphard Black)

Tom is commissioned to repair a magical amulet.

Why I rec it: Listen. This fic is absolutely phenomenal. It has a fascinating and well developed exploration of wizarding society, brilliant and highly complex and multifaceted characterization, and very original and unique plotting. It's extraordinarily well written and is both thought provoking and dramatic as well as laugh out loud funny in places. It's not a fic premise or pairing I would ever have imagined but it's legitimately an outstanding piece of writing that will live rent free in your head.

At Your Service by Faith Wood (faithwood) ( words: 95,752 | rating: E drarry )

Hogwarts students are in danger; Harry is determined to save them all. There’s only one thing he knows for certain: Draco Malfoy is somehow involved.

Why I rec it: This is the closest to book 8 that I've seen. Stylistically it really recalls the feel and structure of the canon books and it has a lot of really cool plot developments and world building. It follows on nicely from the rest of the series and expands on whats there. It feels like a book 8 where drarry happens.

the pleasure, the privilege by asterismal (asterisms) (words: 19,901 | rating: M | Harry/Voldemort | CW: Horror, Extremely dark themes)

It begins with Vernon Dursley’s body, dead across the table. In which Voldemort is dosed with amortentia, and nothing is better for it.

Why I rec it: It takes a crack plot premise and runs with it and really makes it work in a serious way. This fic is DARK and very unique and creative in its plot resolution. It kept me on the edge of my seat and is incredibly innovative and dramatic.

Running on Air by eleventy7 ( words: 74,876 | rating: T | drarry)

Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.

Why I rec it: Brilliantly well done characterization and amazing world building and plot. The relationship and characters all develop so naturally and the writing is incredibly beautiful. It never feels rushed and yet you can't put it down.

Denude by Faith Wood (faithwood) (words: 4,172 | rating: E | drarry | CW: Underage)

This is a HBP AU. It's set a few days after the Sectumsempra scene and takes the story in another direction, asking the question: "What if the Sectumsempra scene had a greater impact on Harry and Draco?" Harry and Draco are sixteen. In medias res beginning. Non-linear storytelling.

Why I rec it: Stylistically it feels like it could be taken out of book 6. The characterization and dialogue is so spot on and its very emotionally evocative.

Sparkling Cyanide by Asenora (words: 1,415 | rating: G | Gen | complete)

Tom Riddle had nothing to do with the death of Hepzibah Smith. Hokey had just had enough of being a slave.

Why I rec it: Amazingly creative world building and premise and characterization. It feels brand new and yet wholly plausible and right.

[notafunkiller]

Attending the Berlinale (The Berlin International Film Festival | February 15-25, 2024) will bring more opportunities for Sebastian.

He wanted to have more power over his projects aka to produce since he was in his 30s (producing = freedom and control). He always wanted to have an input when it comes to his characters, and I think he managed to do this the most with "Fresh" (before "A Different Man"), and it's a project very dear to him.

I know "I, Tonya" was the film that made directors notice him, take him seriously, and want to work with him more [internationally too], but he's always had range. He never chose "the pretty but boring boy" role. He loves grey and dark characters because they are human and there is more to explore.

He was just ignored.

Even though he's American too, not just Romanian (he moved there when he was 12), he's still seen as a foreigner by the film industry.

I think Sebastian believes he still needs to prove himself to get awards. So getting an award is even harder in this case because no matter how much PR you do, how hard working you are, how great you are at What you do, how much passion you put into your work and your roles, you're still (seen as) an outsider.

[Don't get me wrong, I think the roles he chose and chooses are challenging and send a message in general. They have layers and are human. He always gets out of his comfort zone, which is incredible.]

Also, it's "funny" how journalists and reviewers have ignored Sebastian for decades and now praise him as a new star (they did it for "Sharper" too), even though his filmography is varied (different roles, different genres) and it displays how talented and hard working he is.

This also says a lot about the prejudice they have:

[source: Deadline]

"In another type of movie" as if: "I, Tonya," "Monday", "Endings, Beginnings", "Fresh", "Sharper" etc are the same type of movie, and the fandom is limited in general...

They overlooked hin just because he became famous with Marvel, and he's seen just as the guy who plays Bucky Barnes... And they say it in an offensive way, anyway; as if Bucky has no complexity, no depth... as if he's just a flat character, so Sebastian playing him shows nothing. But they are so wrong!

He played so many versions of Bucky (40s Bucky, TWS, lost WS, Bucky trying to figure out who he is, trying to adapt etc).

The way he acts when Bucky's finally free of the brainwashing will always haunt me:

His eyes, in general, are so expressive. It's just amazing!

And Craig Gillespie worked with him three times ("I, Tonya", "Pam & Tommy", "Dumb Money"). He even chose Sebastian to give him an award [source: The Messenger].

A director like Craig wouldn't work with someone with no range.

Sebastian proved himself so many times! He always chooses challenging projects and roles and doesn't care if he's the main or the side character. He always wants to learn and be better.

I really hope more people will start to recognize how great he is.

[moonshynecybin]

Do you think the ranch visit 2014 ended with like slightly annoyed sex because Vale just annoyed with Marc beating his record but also slightly admiring him

i love this because its true. marc is ANNOYING ! of course it cannot be ignored that vale is ALSO annoying (max biaggi fight. hello.) like they match each others freak in that regard, but at what point do you look at this sexy ass twink who is obsessed with your dick and your bike (sex to vale. is motorcycle racing lest we forget he keeps that m1 in GROPING distance and marc is like GOD i wish that were me so it does. work comma sexually. for them. like a lot. but i digress) and obsessed with your ability to ride it and be like hmm. maybe this habit is NOT so cute. when beforeeee you thought hey hes just like MEEEEE and got HORNY about it. well obviously if youre vale it is when he doesnt let you win at your own goddamn track at your own goddamn house in front of your own goddamn brother and various peers. that shit is irritating. which i do think marc realizes now, but is also largely unrepentant about because he's hilarious. free my girl he did all that but it was funny. our marc not famous for his wealth of tact and restraint on the track. and vale is thirty six staring down one last chance to maybe win his tenth. and earlier that week when he beat marc at that karting event he said finally somewhere you dont win. so yeah when marc doesnt roll over and let him get the lap record that day in 2014 all of those endearing traits where they overlap and are similar. change. morph. arent so cute anymore. the light shifts. the music hits a minor chord. ominous. foreshadowing. chekov's gun carefully being placed on the wall. and suddenly. kind of a theme with them huh. vale hates him for all the things he learned from vale.

so. we are here to ask how that emotion translates to nasty sex. obviously. like all of these complex emotions do NOT mean that vale does not want to get his dick sucked lmao. like he's here he's thirsty marc's been in a tiny little titty huggin black tshirt all day its happenin. AND. it should be noted that in a very real sense this is their first sleepover. first time fr hanging out outside the paddock in a place where there is PRIVACY. no real REPORTERS. an actual locking DOOR. no way to hide from the fact that theyve been all over each other for like TWO YEARS now. AND multiple yamaha M1S that can be used as somewhat SEXUAL PROPS. (vale feeling also perhaps. emotionally complex here. a lil delicate. like YEAH i can invite my coworkers i like to hang at my track thats bro stuff but what about my years long situationship that —*static noises in vale's brain* like remember this is where MARC thinks things start to change between them...)

so yeah vale ends up like. amping up that competitive edge a little in bed. making this a fuckbuddy thing more than a RELATIONSHIP thing as much as he can in his head and with his hands and failing miserably and feeling even WEIRDER about that. so he's. i think he's working hard at putting marc where he wants him. hot hands a little rougher on the curve of marc's waist. cupping his ass making him gasp. sending him to his knees and making him suck his dick hot and nasty. teasing a little edging on the little feminine nicknames theyve never talked about but that make marc squirm and flush prettily. edging marc with three fingers in his ass while he whines for it. dragging it out. exerting a little control. not mean at all everyone is having fun (marc. out of his MIND.) just. excising some tension. its probably nothing hes just in his head. holding marc in his hands as he looks up at him. and marc trusting it. marc going. marc being just where vale wants him. just like he never does on the track. and marc thinks everything is fine when its happening thinks everything is AMAZING. but after that is when vale starts to go a little cold......

[magicpotatoobsession]

GIVEN | Hiiragi Mix Thoughts Part 1

So I haven't been super active on this blog not because I don't love Given anymore, but any ounce of brain energy dedicated to Given means I have to feel the agony of waiting for the two movies to release. BUT ALAS the time has come because @aarinfantasy is the GOAT thank you thank you thank you~~~ Spoilers and screenshots below the cut 👇👇👇

GENERAL NOTES:

How can Mafuyu be animated even cuter than before? Like I don't even know how but how can he look even more adorable???!!

I love the intentional placement of sound and music in Hiiragi mix, moments of silence are so effective in highlighting tension, awkwardness, release, nervousness. Like even 1 minute into the movie, you hear the boys breathing as Uenoyama is tuning the guitar and Mafuyu is sitting beside him. It's those little details that show the atmosphere between characters perfectly.

I like the balance of Hiiragi/Shizu's storyline and Mafuyama's storyline, it's following the manga closely and shows the complexity and intertwining of their stories. It's a good way to juxtapose the different struggles between the two couples and what they needed from each other to overcome their miscommunication! I think the team took feedback from the Given Movie 1 2020 and OVA broken up into two parts when it should have worked better as one longer movie.

I saw on reddit I think that Hiiragi's VA is still relatively new to the industry but I saw a HUGE improvement in his voice acting in this movie, the range he gave to Hiiragi is amazing!

SCENE REACTIONS

This scene was so funny I CACKLED Uenoyama and Hiiragi with their catty energy I LOVE THEM

2. I fell off my couch at this scene HHAHAHA

While Uenoyama's face is funnier in the manga, something about the animated rocket launch from earth JUST GETS ME HAHHAHA. Ok serious talk though how did I not notice that when Uenoyama got confessed to and when Haruki told him he's about to debut, his brain turns into astronaut footage? I think it's a very smart way to illustrate that for Ue, music = love and one cannot exist without the other.

3. OMG Uenoyama's face HAHAH awww man I know he's bummed as hell at Mafuyu's "I'll think about it later" (to the debut proposal) but his face, Ueki and Itaya's faces send me straight to heaven

You know how Ue feels? Our munchkin cat feels like he just proposed to his lover and his lover said, hmnnn I'll think about it. 😭 Chemical, emotional, physical, psychological damage right here>>>

4. The voice acting here from Hiiragi's VA Fumiya Imai SLAPS SO HARD

It's definitely giving deja vu, similar energy to Uenoyama panicking about Mafuyu, gosh I love Hiiragi and Uenoyama's baby gay panics it's so cute.

5. Kageyama is that you?!

6. The sound design and use of silence in this entire scene....incredible, showstopping, amazing, impactful yes yes yes

7. This scene animating Shizu's flashback to childhood was really well done.

It's interesting that in the movie they didn't speak too much about Shizu being transferred from foster home to foster home, or what he had to do to get by. But also, in the manga, I'm pretty sure that they didn't have this scene of a child Shizu closing his hands over "precious stone" but I think it absolutely elevated my connection to Shizu as a character. It really shows that he believes he has been selfishly holding Hiiragi back and that he has been trapping Hiiragi all this time. It gives so much more context to what he did next which if it wasn't clear already, he tried to push Hiiragi away in order to free Hiiragi from him. 8. HOLY SHIT wow goddamn I would not want to live where Akihiko is living oh my 💀💀💀

Watching this scene animated with the noise of the highway really highlights how bad Akihiko's living conditions are. I flagged this because in the Given Manga sequel 10th mix [SPOILER AHEAD], there is this whole thing of Akiharu's disparity with their living conditions so....this is interesting....just putting it out there.....

I also don't remember this scene in the manga, but I really appreciate it, it shows the contrast of Akiharu in the first Given movie vs. this one and how their love and care for each other has evolved! Very cute! I'll make a part 2 soon!

____

My Given Metas

[fictionvssleep]

(How to) Study the Blade

I love all the medieval weaponry jokes and shitposts on here, and in case folks are interested in trying out historical European martial arts (HEMA) but aren't sure where to start, you're in luck! There are a lot more opportunities to learn swordfighting than you might think (or related weapons like spear, polearm, axe, and dagger, but swords are definitely the main) (sword pun intended).

First: How does one buy a sword and essential gear? Unless you're at a tournament, the answer is usually online. There are a lot of vendors, and in terms of price point, safety (blades need some flex to not hurt the other person), and being up to tournament standards (so if you ever want to enter one, your sword has you covered), my go-to is Purpleheart Armory: https://www.woodenswords.com/

In general, you can get a longsword or rapier for somewhere between $200 and $300. There are a ton of decisions to make, like what length works for your height? What weight? Ring guard, complex guard? Schilt or no? Do you want to venture into dussack, messer, saber, buckler, parrying dagger, greatsword? There's a vast number of opinions, and asking around (see info on joining a group below!) or checking out people's thoughts on Reddit can be incredibly helpful. It is possible to get sharp blades, but you have to be so. goddamn. careful, and don't even think about using it near anyone else. I'll just recommend the usual steel that you can get, where it's historically accurate and properly weighted and wants to move, but the "edge" is more like the handle of a butter knife than anything else.

When choosing what to get started with, feel free to go with whatever seems coolest or most fun to you, or what you can find guidance for. Longsword and rapier are what you'll run into most often (especially if you misgauge your distance HEYO). While people may assume that it's heavy and slow, only for big and buff people, a longsword is just ~3.5 lbs, which is lighter than a lot of my favorite doorstopper fantasy books (and they're just so f'in cool). And once you're familiar with one weapon, it's amazing how much translates over to others, and even between one-handed and two-handed ones.

If you want to just do solo cuts and drills, a sword is all you need! But as soon as you want to study techniques and historical fencing, the next things you want are head protection and hand protection. These are incredibly important, and depending on your partners/group and how careful they are and how hard they hit, more or less intense gear may be needed. And then a fencing jacket and leg protection get you all the way there. Some jackets are more intense but hotter and limit mobility more, and others are more comfortable but less protective- historical fencing is full of these kinds of tradeoffs and decisions. Note that no amount of gear, no matter how expensive and well-made, can leave you fully protected. You need to be able to trust your partner to keep you safe and keep them safe in turn. And even then, accidents can happen, so it's important to have a plan and a just-in-case first aid kit on hand.

Second: What materials can you learn from? There are historical treatises and manuals out there (Liechtenauer, Meyer, Fiore...), modern books that cover the same bases with visuals added in, and a number of people have put their own guides and lessons online. Especially helpful for more intuitive visual learning, there's a lot on YouTube. For getting a feel for longsword cuts and solo drills, I love Björn Rüther's channel:

Third, while it's possible to have a great time and develop some skills solo: There's nothing like learning from other people. Joining a club or at least stopping by and trying it out is a game changer. This site catalogs every documented HEMA group: https://www.hemaalliance.com/club-finders

Look at this! It's crazy, right?? There are so many clubs! Note that some are full-on businesses with a full-time rented space and professional coaches, lots of classes every week, and dues to cover those expenses. Others may be just people who regularly gather to learn from and teach each other and spar, which keeps costs low but may limit how often or where you can practice. For a number of groups, you can drop in to try it out without needing to invest money in equipment first.

But very importantly: Groups vary a ton. Many are full of the kindest people you've ever met who will be so excited to show you the ropes. But some may have a gross atmosphere of toxic masculinity, some may encourage hitting hard to "teach people a lesson" about failure, and some may be really into glorifying European culture in a way that gets white supremacy-y. So when you're seeing what groups are around you and checking them out, pay attention: Is this a group where women feel comfortable? Queer folks? People of color? People of varying ages and mobility? And: Is there a member conduct policy or agreement? Is there a protocol for what to do if someone makes others feel unsafe or hurts them? Being ready to answer the hard questions to protect everyone's safety and following through are a green flag for a group.

And lastly: You don't have to be crazy fit to get started! Whatever may feel like a barrier to entry, something you think you have to be able to do first- "No, I need to be able to run five miles and do 50 push-ups before I could ever start something like that" - NOPE! It's important to listen to your body, not push to the point of pain, and rest and stretch as needed, but you can always start. And there's nothing like doing something incredibly fun and that requires a lot of focus to make exercise joyful as hell.

NOW GO FORTH AND STAB

[aprivatefox]

Tips on Developing Characters

Ok, so you've got this awesome concept and spent all your time on the plot but neglected your ocs. Or perhaps you are starting fresh and got nothing. Well hey, first I'd like to remind you that you're doing great! And secondly, no amount of character sheets or questionnaires will give that character life. Well, they can help, but can only get you so far. So here is what worked for me.

(1) Appearances are a lot more important than you think.

Seriously, your OC's psychical attribute effect themselves and the world around them! Say your character is a teenaged girl with dark hair, almond shaped eyes, a couple beauty marks and a curvy body shape. She wears comfortable sweaters, sweatpants, and purple. Now visualize that.

Now think about how you choose clothing. Do you like comfort or style?

We can say this character likes to be comfortable, and probably isn't a fan of getting out of her comfort zone. She likes baggy clothes and doesn't put much effort into her appearance. Perhaps she's insecure and has some self-esteem issues about her body, which although she's very pretty, it's not in the way that her surroundings find conventionally attractive like in the magazines. Also, she loves purple!

Of course, this is only an example. Plenty of confident people wear sweaters, and plenty of people wear a lot of one color but not because it's their favorite. There's more you can do to exhibit personality with appearances too. Let's give my girl here some eyebags. Perhaps she doesn't sleep very well. You can always tweak the appearance no matter where in development- hell, I suggest it!

A change of appearance can also show growth! Suppose our girl learns throughout the story how to be confident and not conform to the unrealistic expectations of the world because she's a rebel! She still wears those awesome sweaters but now she styles them and has fun with it! This can show your character learning to love what they're comfortable with at the same time change for their own betterment in subtle, optional ways.

At any point in time, feel free to go back and tweak them! I've had a character change between every shade of blonde under the sun! And my OC above used to be pretty bland.

(2) Don't be Afraid of Stereotypes.

Before you drag me off to the looney barn let me explain! Let's introduce a new character. She's the popular girl in school! Straight brown hair, bleached highlights, loves hot pink and is very extroverted! She's dated just about everyone in school too. Sounds like your average popular girl cheerleader stereotype right? And that's how she started out. Hell, she still is. But let's think.

Why is she this way? Our girl is a serial dater, and has some pretty serious non-committal issues. Suppose her family is very conservative and restrictive and out of rebellion she decides to rack up a kiss count to announce on graduation day! Humiliate her family and be publicly disowned, safe to go off and start her own life. Is this healthy? Not at all. But it's a complex issue that gives her more depth and backstory. Development.

The stereotypes don't stick around forever. Our girl can be difficult but she's an Insider! She's got friend groups with everyone, and then her main friend group. Eventually she gets kicked out of cheer because she got into some wild makeup and nail press ons as a new way to tick off her superiors. This shows more then a stereotype: she's rebellious and loves scandalous attire like low rise skinny jeans and crop tops.

Of course, she's still that popular girl stereotype. She's got mounds of friends, wears pink, and dates half the football team! But she's not a static antagonist. Stereotypes can be amazing and really help you evolve your character if they're your starting point! They're just poorly written and barely evolved in most medias.

(3)

Write AUs.

Your character is lacking since it doesn't have development through content right? You can't progress through your plot since you have no idea what your OC will do in that situation.

So make content!

Find writing prompts, make up your own silliness or angst! Write about your OCs riding dragons, working in an office, subjected to an arranged marriage, anything! This is for you. Now you can ask yourself, what will your OC do? Will they object to the marriage and try and run off? Will they discuss this peacefully and set down a negotiation? What about dragons? Will they be nice to their new dragon friend? Will they use them for thievery or the greater good or just basic travel? Do they even like the idea of "using" a dragon? What's their morals? Do they get angry or weepy at situations and most importantly: what makes them tick, tock, and crack.

None of it has to be canon. Not only does it help with characters, but even your plot! Maybe you get a scene idea you adore! Or detail you love! Because of those silly AU's (which will never see the light of day...) I figured out one of my characters adores dancing! Another has a deep overprotectiveness and loyalty over their people, and perhaps that'll only worsen before it improves...

(4) Let them Write Themselves!

I know, that doesn't make any sense. But the voices are calling! Through those AUs and First Drafts, sometimes they react differently then how you wanted the character to be. For example, my girl who loves her sweaters in (1)? I originally wanted to make her sweet, friendly and bubbly. However, when writing I don't understand how or why, she was very snippy, short-tempered and socially awkward, sweet in a rough way.

I could be crazy, but from then on I couldn't imagine her the way she started. And with these anger issues, came more development. Why is she this way? Where did it come from? Suppose she started out as that Orphan Heroine Stereotype? What happened to her parents? Who's alive? And then suppose in the system, she required medical help but she was ignored for being too quiet, too reserved. Eventually, she snapped. What was this medical issue? Perhaps she kept passing out, getting fatigued, and too hot and too cold. Well, then I guess I'll give her PoTS, something I'm familiar with and researched. Now she's got an adorable service dog, and whoa- she's a dog lover!

See how fast your character can develop?

(5) Finally: Just Ask Why.

That's the key for development. Every situation, every reaction they have, ask why. Why're they doing this? Why do they care? Why is this their problem? And why did they solve it this way? Do not question yourself, question your OCs.

Well that's taken up enough space. I hope this helps! Thank you for reading.

[trenchgardens-ooc-ooc-ooc-ooc]

Kirby...

Kirby is purely idealistic, child logic almost, overcoming impossible threats and systems of hate and fear with just the enduring will to make things right, make people stop hurting other people and then he does a little dance. And like... as the games have gone on it's gotten more and more direct and more and more complex.

Kirbys kind of dumb but god if he doesnt have his heart in the right place.

Even so far back as the dream fountain he tears up the roots of a system built out of suffering and destroys the cause.

I think about how in the Amazing Mirror, in a universe where everything is a dark evil version of itself, that universe's kirby wasnt evil, he was apathetic. Jaded.

I think about how Kirby rises against incompetent and greedy kings who will eat while the common people starve, and he's been doing that this whole time.

His rising against Meta Knight's military uprising in an effort to put all of Dreamland to work in some authoritarian militocracy, dismantling the instruments of that evil one piece at a time, encountering an insurmountable threat and flying in, running through, and systematically, methodically blowing apart the Halberd limb by limb with precise strikes and sheer and incredible persistence no matter how many times it shoots him off of itself, until he comes to the final man in charge, fighting him one on one and soundly defeating him.

His quests to restore balance to discover his good intent was manipulated by thenone who caused the imbalance in the first place, only to immediately turn around and stop the problem he was used to further. Bringing down a machine, amoral in construction but weilded for cruelty, one so incredibly powerful, developed, as to be the size of a planet itself. Then destroying the greedy bastard who betrayed his trust with the power of incredible violence.

Kirby defeating enemies so vast that they could more easily be conceptualized as ideologies than as physical enemies.

Then in Planet Robobot the enemy is the CEO of an ubercorporation. The final boss is the incarnation of a ideology of evil and cruelty in the form of a planet sized cat clock.

Then in Forgotten Lands the enemy is a foreign conqueror who believes in their own superiority and aims to enslave the native people of this land even further, then tries to destroy everything out of spite when it fails.

In kirby the enemy is incompetent royalty, militaristic dictators, natural disasters, cruel systems of thought, those who destroy nature for their own gain, imperialist queens, ceos and their companies, colonizing slavers.

and the messaging has become clearer and clearer, but it is not new.

Dark Matter is godly in existance, but it infects people kind and cruel alike to do horrible things, it is like an ideology. It's a cruel way of thought. One that leaks into everything, makes art cynical makes reformed kings fall back into their old ways, turns friends cruel again. It blots out the sky. When you're fighting Dark Matter you're rarely fighting the thing itself, you're fighting your peers, whether theyre old friends or people yet to become friends, you Convince them to give up cruelty. Some don't, but some do.

Haltmann Co. is overwhelmingly huge, the Access Ark is near divine in scale and it blots out the skies, it is incomprehensible in scale and power. When you fight it it isn't the company you fight, but its workers, its assets, its managers, machines, pipelines, and employees. It twists familiar faces into profit machines, warped clones, and indoctrinated extrajudicial killing machines. It is so hard to grasp the scale of it all that it is more easily conceptualized as an ideology. You go through the entirety of it, freeing old friends and making new ones from within, you find the inherent good within the system and you gain an audience with the man in charge.

And then you kill the CEO. And then you kill his company.

And you can only do it because of your friends new and old, Susie and Metaknight, just like back in the original game you spare the well intentioned now astray once they see the error of their ways, and they're the only reason you succeed. Dedede is the only reason Kirby can even reach Nightmare, Kirby can only pursue Nova and Marx by using the same betrayed wishes which summoned Nova in the first place. Kirby can only defeat Sectonia because of Taranza and Dedede's help. Kirby can only defeat Fecto Elfilis with the help of Elflin.

Time and time again Kirby pulls the misguided good out of systems of evil and Only because of that good does he destroy the evil.

Kirby destroys the colonizing force of the Access Ark, representing all of Haltmann Co.'s incredible industry, and Stardream OS, representing the ideology of profit above all, not just with the help of his old redeemed friends, but with the help of Haltmanns Secretary. And one of the Access Ark's own assimilating robots.

Fecto Forgo is an unadulteratedly evil force, subjugating the indigenous populations of the planet it found, yet it only becomes truly perfect in its conquoring might when it absorbs Elflin, the system of evil becomes stronger, almost impossible in strength, when held together by good intention, love, compassion.

Kirby not only beats the shit out of Fecto Elfilis, he prys the good out of the evil and then they both fucking kill the evil by running it over with a semi truck.

Something about Kirby recognizing the good in the evil, the nuance of the situation, something about Kirby always giving people the chance to be redeemed—

Kirby doesn't take the good with the bad, no matter how inseperable they seem. Kirby will pull the smallest amount of good from the most disgustingly evil things, and he will take the good, and he will not take the bad.

In killing Fecto Elfilis sans Elflin, Kirby not only destroys the evil of colonial imperialism, but he destroys it with the product of colonial imperialism in the semi truck, and with the good which the evil used to prevail. And he would not have done it if either of those were missing.

Kirby offers redemption to anyone who seeks it and will pry the good from the bad and he is not just stronger because of this, but he is only succeeding because of this.

I just...

He takes good intention wherever he finds it.

Perfect is the enemy of the good, Kirby, though, is perfect in his accepting of all forms of good. No matter how much of a work in progress they are.

[arpmemething2]

Shibari Meme

A list of prompts that could be said while practicing Shibari. This can be used for NSFW or SFW roleplay. Feel free to change pronouns as needed. Send one for the muse's response.

“My right ankle hurts, please don’t touch it!”

"I used to practice this on stuffed animals."

"Make sure to store the rope properly."

"This is called a ball tie."

"That looks sexy."

"Are my legs far enough apart for you?"

"Could you get on the bed spread eagle please?"

"Shibari is a form of art."

"This feels calming."

"This is called shouldering the rifle."

"Please put your hands together."

"I'm glad you are enjoying tying me up."

"I would like to be hogtied please."

"Is there anything you don't want me to do?"

"Is there anything else you'd like to use other than just rope?"

"We don't have to do anything with suspension."

"I feel like being tied up today."

"Can you bend over a bit?"

"I'm going to tie a rope harness on you."

"What type of knot is that?"

"What are the safe words for ‘stop’ and for ‘slow down’?"

"Some people can tie themselves up."

"Where would you like my wrists?"

"Your body is a work of art, especially when tied up like this."

"This is hemp rope."

"This is called strappado bondage."

"We should go buy some more rope."

"Your shibari work is a work of art."

"Could you get into the lotus position?"

"Could you cross your legs please?"

"What is the mood of this scene going to be?"

"Would you like to be the bottom this time?"

"Where are the safety scissors?"

"What is the name of this position?"

"You look amazing all tied up like this!"

"We should go to a shibari event."

"What kind of aftercare do you prefer?"

"That's a little bit too tight."

"Can we have a talk first before we do this?"

"This is a single column tie."

"I'd like to do some suspension."

“I really don’t feel like getting tied up today.”

"Is that comfortable?"

"Are you comfortable with a crotch rope?"

"Could you tie it tighter please?"

"Hold your legs apart please."

"How do I look all tied up like this?"

"Please put your ankles together."

"Please place your hands behind your back."

"I'm going to bring your ankles up and tie them close to your wrists. Is that okay?"

"You look fantastic all tied up like this."

“My left wrist hurts, fix it as soon as possible!”

"This is called a reverse shrimp tie."

"I'm perfectly comfortable."

"This is a reverse prayer position."

"Wait, you are a shibari teacher?"

"Please put your knees together."

"This is called a hogtie."

"This is called a frogtie."

"Do my wrists need to be closer together for you?"

"Some enjoy the art and beauty of the rope and its placement on the body. Others enjoy the intimate connection between partners."

"I'm sure I'll be able to get out of these ropes."

"What type of rope is that?"

"Would you like to be the rigger this time?"

“I don’t think that knot goes there,are you sure you know what you’re doing”

"Do I have your consent to do this?"

"Shibari doesn't have to be complex and difficult."

"This is called a crab tie."

"The rope is merely an excuse to interact with each other"

"Is that too tight?"

"Shibari isn't always about sexual pleasure."

"What type of tie is this"

"This is called a box tie."

"This is a double column tie."

"I think of myself as a rope artist."

[adarssuggestionbox]

@itwillbeourswansong is not the only one to find you attractive! There are two tumblr communities dedicated to your sexiness and at least three Discord servers. Plus hundreds of AO3 fanfictions.

I have not spoken of my feelings because you panicked when I enjoyed you feeding me raspberries and grapes. But know this: it is your complexity that intrigues me. Your first scene in ROP was you talking to an Elf, Arondir, who had just killed one of your children. Rathrr than vowing retribution or threatening him, you talked about flowers in Beleriand. The moment that Waldreg called you Sauron and you grabbed him and threw him convinced me that you truly hated Sauron. And then my eyes were opened when you told Galadriel that Uruks were children of the One, with hearts and names, worthy of a home. You laughed when Halbrand/Sauron held a spear to your throat, and you laughed at Galadriel when she had you in chains. "You do not think an Uruk could do what you and your army could not?" I am impressed with your bravery. I admire you for many reasons.

*My eyes widen in amazement as you relay such a touching speech. I cannot recall the last time anyone has proclaimed such admiration to my face so sincerely. It's enough to bring tears to my eyes.*

*However, I manage to keep myself calm as I often do by hiding behind stoicism. Unfortunately for me my eyes are a blatant give away of my sweetened emotional state.*

*Though an underlying bitterness falls over me as I recall of my darling sons being taken from me. Though, I cannot fully blame Arondir to this day for such, as that was a kill or be killed situation. Much like that day I ended that thing... My chest twists in pain at the sacrifices my children and I have made. But I'm quickly drawn back when I recall that ridiculous display not long ago.*

*I sigh heavily and have to physically face palm at the event in which you and I met.* -Naturally my ability to accept and reciprocate any form of soft affectionate gesture goes over so strangely-

*I finally bring myself to speak* Yes... About the fruit. You'll have to excuse my awkward behavior. I am still growing used to polite company. Such things will take time I believe. In truth I am not the smoothest behaving person, so I do apologize if my awkward behavior was... Off putting and seemed panicked. I can promise you that is a very "me" sort of thing. *I sigh rubbing my temples in embarrassment*

*But I can't deny the smile that draws up as your words of other past events have sunk in.* I always look upon my past behavior with resentment. You and I both know that I have done terrible things. I fully recognize that my reasons, however right they may have seemed at the time, do not excuse such violence.

*My eye unmistakably twitches in remembrance of the repulsive work that I carried out for that 'thing'. Then my foot twitches kicking upward slightly as I recall 'it' taunting me to my face. Its name is enough to make me cringe. However there is great kindness in your words. And that is enough to bring me back to joy.*

*my voice begins to shake with my own emotions but my face is as still as the night* I truly thank you for all that you say. Even looking back at my worst times I suppose I did not consider just how endearing or inspiring I could be for others. It brings me joy to know that I can be such a figure for you my dear.

Please feel free to visit any time you wish. I adore your company my friend. *I feel warm inside as I say so. There are very few whom I consider to be close enough to call my friends. But even the little I have is a treasure.*