#manz rants

[manzisme]

silly badguy from guilty girls

[sidsinning]

the movie aint better ya goofs (don't read if you don't wanna hear my slander lol,,,)

"Movie!Gabriel is better than show!Gabriel because he actually cares for his son and gets redeemed"

istg this fandom's obsession with redemption needs to END

Morally better character ≠ better writing

Can I just get a piece of media that tells kids "hey, ur abusive parent was an asshole, and even if they had humanity you do not need to reconcile and forgive them in the end" bc I feel like that's what show!Gabriel leans towards which is great

Gabriel barely talks to Adrien in the movie and suddenly when he sees him under CN's mask his entire reign of terror, his determination to see his dead wife again ends in a tearful hug lmao come on now

("but the ending where Adrien suddenly loves his dad again???"- Astruc has been pretty blunt on Twitter that this perfect society you see in S5's ending is built off of a lie, so Adrien is def not gonna just keep that view)

"Adrien actually stands up to his dad in the movie!"

Movie!Adrien is legit a normal human boy, not a sentimonster who is literally physically incapable of fighting back against whoever has his amok

He DOES fight back (even in S1 as CN!), but people like to remember the show only up to S3. Guess what, he learns to fight back and stand up for himself through his growing bonds and relationships with those around him through character development ✨✨✨

Also, he is an abused kid??? In the show?? How can you knock him down a peg for not fighting back,,, 😭 Adrien's lesson isn't that he needs to learn how to fight back, it's that Nathalie shoulda called cps sooner!!! In the movie they are much more of an estranged father-son pair than anything abusive. So obviously the back talk is much easier too. Movie!Adrien gets to go out alone and with friends unless his dad has specifically planted an enemy where he is. Show!Adrien has been beaten, mind controlled, forced to hurt Marinette, isolated and locked up, etc.- he has been TERRIFIED of his dad multiple times.

"Marinette isn't an obsessive stalker in this!"

SIGH.

Man I am so sick of this complaint- the show has never rewarded Marinette for her obsessive behavior. BC IT IS A CHARACTER FLAW. One they use for cringe comedic purposes, but a flaw nonetheless. Every time she has done anything that hurts others in pursuit of Adrien she is punished by the writers. And bc the show has an episodic monster-of-the-week format, this plot is recycled a lot (which is its own complaint). And guess what? SHE STOPS BEING OBSESSIVE. YEAH. SHE STOPS DOING THAT SHIT- so what do you want now??? She grew out of it after it costs her the miraculous so why tf are yalls still hurling this at her like its a L,,,,

This Marinette is just a watered down boring version of show!Marinette. She's just a girl who gets insecure at times but grows confident bc she's Ladybug. Ok. So is our Marinette but MORE. Our Marinette is super smart, creative, resourceful, an overthinker, extremely kind and selfless to others, gets jealous and reckless when her emotions get the better of her, etc. She is fully formed even after watching just 3 episodes of S1.

Like the fact that they didn't even bother to include the oh so important hook of the show- her lucky charm power- shows they didn't care about doing this story justice- its so transparently lazy writing 💀 (miraculous of creation where??? CN gets cataclysm for destruction but what is movie!LB bringing to the yin yang table,,,)

Legitimately all the comparisons I'm hearing from people saying the movie is better are from those who just aren't caught up with the show where Marinette is no longer toxically obsessive with Adrien, where the plot/lore is insane but 10000000x better and more creative than what the movie gave us, the love square was much better developed EVEN FROM JUST THE ORIGINS EPISODES, etc. Istg these people stopped at S3 where the show was at its worst (if I were to pinpoint it)

Everything is so watered down or changed for the worse

Adrienette bonding was 1 conversation and 2 seconds about his mom in a voiceless montage. Marinette didn't fall for him bc of his kindness after a misunderstanding, it was bc he looked handsome in the library's light lol. He called her weird and didn't think twice about putting on his earphones to listen to more alpha podcasts. You really do wonder why she likes this dude over her partner CN bc they have no connection at all.

Movie!Adrien was an asshole don't you dare do show!Adrien dirty by comparing him to this ellen degeneres alien lookin mf

When movie!Adrien is crying after Mari reveals herself as LB, unlike the show, here you're like "yeah no you only like her now bc she's LB lol"

Anyways feel free to enjoy what you enjoy but uuuuuhhhh this movie getting a 3/10 for me would not rewatch

Oh wait the good things

-Visuals

-Some Ladynoir scenes were cute, like them playfully fighting with the accidental wall pin

-I liked Ladybug moving away from CN's kiss- nice hint of angst

-Chloe's coffee stain scene

-Luka cameos were cute

songs were bad or mid

ya das it

I guess feel free to talk to me in my inbox about your own thoughts if you wish (respectfully plz)

[vandal-flower]

All I Feel, is Rage...

Ror men with their s/o is experiencing her Feminine Rage Era.

Requested Characters: Various.

Notes: It's my first time writing something about this, please have mercy...

He is Confused.

Don't get him wrong, he absolutely loves you, and for everything you are, but to see you in a state like this puts him on ...edge to say the least.

He's heard about this feminine rage era through other beings, hearing its just a trend. However, to see it right infront of his eyes. Damn...

He's concerned for you, but according to the manual guide on, "How to Fully Support Your Partner" , by the valkyries, he's supposed to just calm you down, and agree with what you have to say.

No matter how wrong it is.

HERCULES, Jack the Ripper, Sasaki Kojiro, ARES, and anyone else on your mind...

He's awfully entertained.

Don't get him wrong. He feels awful for what you're going through. But honestly, he finds it hard not to laugh.

How is it possible that someone, or some people have made you so angry, that you turn out like this?

Feminine rage era you say? Well, this one is for the books. Don't worry he'll listen to what you have to complain about, but he isn't letting this down any time soon...

LOKI, Shiva, Hermes, Qin Shi Huang, BUDDHA, and anyone else on your mind...

He finds it attractive.

Manz had to rethink his life decisions, because... Oh my days, you look like a mess. A hot mess. His hot mess.

The way your hands pull onto your hair, the scream you made when you were ranting about your boss, coworker, anyone who just so happened to push you beyond your limits...

Honestly, he could watch you rant and walk around endlessly for almost the whole day and not be bothered by it. As long as it's not directed to him, he's fine...

And your boss? Don't worry about them, he'll take care of it...

THOR, Poseidon, HADES, Apollo, Lu bu, and anyone else on your mind...

Don't we all have those days...

My inbox is open. Check out my Rules.

[r1kification]

and if i said i live near la but im a yankees fan..

the urge to write a jay fic ab him going to a baseball game w his gf is STRONGG😭 bc i am lit a lifelong baseball fan and the first two games in the world series had me so damn happy lately

[anxiedeeznuts]

ROTTMNT tumblr AU !!

If the rise characters had tumblr

Mikey: He would give out tips for mental health or cooking (or both)

Donnie: He would either only scroll or make a blog to rant

Raph: He wouldn't know how it works at all and probably forget about it

Leo: My manz would post gay ahh memes and silly stuff

April: She'd definitely make a blog to help people or give out tips, a bit like Mikey but on other topics- like makeup or fighting lol

Cassandra: She'd post playlists, mainly punk

Splinter: Does he even know how a cellphone works??

Casey: He would scroll and repost what he likes

[axel-skz]

Stray kids mini-stories

Where you torture the love of your life with cold hands!

So, I had an idea AND I’M ON TIME! BE PROUD! I hope you like it lmao. The song on the roulette today is Hello stranger LMAO which you probably are to the boys after this prank

Perm taglist: @bunnychangbin

Hyung line maknae line (coming soon)

You walked into Chan’s studio. He was creating something and so he was distracted… perfect. You snuck up on him. Very easily. This man gets very into his work.

You carefully put your hands on his face from behind and he jumped with a little scream. It was hilarious.

He took off his headphones and looked at you, ‘why? What did I ever do to you?’

‘It all started one day, when a desperately sleep deprived man asked out a desperately touch deprived human,’ you laughed.

He sighed, ‘you’re lucky I love you.’

Minho was petting the cats. He was listening to music.

MY CHANCE HAS COME!

You walked into the room with your hands behind your back and you smiled at him. He squinted back at you then smiled at his cats.

This had you contemplating your life for a moment. This was it, you’d always come in 5th place after Sooni, Doongi, Dori and Jisung…

Anyway, you walked past him so you were behind him. You leaned down to kiss his head then as you brought your hands near his face, ‘I would rethink whatever you’re about to do. I know where you sleep and I’m vengeful today.’

Your smile dropped and you kept your hands behind your back as you straightened up and cautiously walked away.

Not today satan.

You walked into the gym after washing your hands with icy water. You saw Changbin before he would start working out and you walked up to him with a smile.

It was usually a little cooler in here because it would help with whoever was working out as they went on. It helped you plan that he was always cold before he worked out.

He took off his earphones as he saw you and he smiled brightly, ‘how was your work out?’

‘It was alright,’ you leaned in to give him a kiss. As he leaned forward, you held his face with both your hands and he jumped.

His face went sour, ‘you’re mean,’ he pouted. You laughed as you tried to kiss him again but he moved away from you, ‘I have no faith in you anymore.’

‘No! I’m sorry! I’ll make up for it!’ You whined as you chased him around the gym.

Hyunjin spent the whole day ignoring you. Do you know why? Because Kkami wouldn’t kiss him.

So, while your manz was having the breakdown of his life because his ‘child was going through a rebellious phase’, you decided this would be the best day for the cold hands prank.

You came to him while he was dramatically slouched over the sofa with his phone. Looking at Kkami every so often then sighing dramatically and ranting about how back in his day, he always kissed his parents.

You had to stop rolling your eyes an hour ago because you were getting dizzy. He looked up at you mid sentence and expected love from you.

He prepared for a kiss but then you held his face with cold hands… he screamed.

Full volume, bloody murder.

He somehow fell off the sofa and as he lay there, Kkami looked at him. He stayed still because he thought she was about to come to him… she didn’t. She side eyed him and left.

���I’m going to die alone and unloved,’ he wailed on the floor.

A/N: Remember to like, repost, leave a comment! INTERACT WITH ME PEOPLE!

Minho laughs, ‘yeah, that’ll make them want you.’

[shzmluvrs]

Billy Batson Master List

This is where everything we've ever done relating to my manz Billy is❤.

Back to the Master List

Random Pic lol

More Random Pics lol

Batson and The Bat's Son (imagine)

Themyscirian Girlfriend (imagine)

What's Yours Is Most Definitely Mine (imagine)

The Disconnect (headcanon/rant)

Trivia (CTDH series)

JK (CTDH 2)

Unexceptable (imagine)

Collage/Wallpaper

Icons/Pfps

E.L.F. (headcannons)

Deleted Scene/Icon

More Icons/Pfps

Even More Icons/Pfps lol

Some of Star's fave icons/pfps🥴😻

Another Deleted Scene

Rare Icons/Pfps

Fanart/Drawn As A Tim Burton Character

Take Your Pick (imagine)

Écoute Chérie (edit)

All I Wanted Was You/Stars and Hearts (imagine)

Blah Blah Blah (edit)

[ant1quarian]

My oc’s as (Y/n)’s best friend

Featuring: Quill, Calisto, and Void

Aquilloryte Saint (Quill)

Quick character overview: 6’1 male with tanned skin and an almost-constant smirk/smile on his face. Eighteen years of age. He’s a really energetic, funny and absolutely idiotic-acting male. Most of his internal organs (and eyes) are made out of a metal (also a chemical) called aquilloryte (which is where his name came from.) Although he acts extremely reckless and stupid, his level of brains is through the roof. We’re talking more than Einstein and Tony Stark. From my Incurable Poison series. (That I haven’t written)

Ultimate hype man

No kidding, literally there for you constantly, no matter the time of day

Probably helps that he has extreme insomnia

A great friend to go to after a breakup or some traumatic thing or just for comfort. 

Can’t physically touch you unless he’s wearing his gloves, but will sit there and put on a movie and get some comfortable blankets or whatever

If he catches someone talking about you behind your back (like a soon-to-be-ex-best friend) he will call them out instantly

Sir has no shame

If he catches anyone being physically abusive to you, well.

Expect him to have to hold him back lmao 

Will beat the shit out of them for even touching you in a hurtful way

Drags you along with all his stupid, reckless and idiotic schemes.

If you struggle with a subject, he will teach you about it

Just don’t talk about nanotechnology or anything to do with how the brain works or he will rant about it for hours non-stop in words you can’t even begin to comprehend

Of course, unless you actually want to learn about that stuff

You’ll know you’re his best friend when he lets you wear his glasses that he constantly wears.

Why? Because he never takes them off, as his deep blue irises glow and can flicker into different colours every now and then.

He’s insecure about it

Calisto Aclonica

Quick character overview: Ginger-haired, lightly-tanned-skinned male with calculating green eyes. He’s about 5’10 and has a lithe and graceful build. Is cat boy. Has cat ears and tail, but is also very fit. Makes a lot of puns, jokes, and tends to be quite lazy. From my The Umbernether series. (That I haven’t finished writing) (The books sort of based off of undertale, but instead of having your SOUL, you have something called SPORE- Spirit Of Resistance. Also has similar SPORE abilities.)

Literally the silently Chaotic-neutral energy in your friendship. 

Quite lazy tbh, but he actually makes an effort with your friendship

Not that uwu cat boy person

Trust me, if I ever publish the book, you’ll understand that pretty quickly

The chill friend that you can just sit back and watch netflix or any other show with him

Will complain about going out anywhere, but take him. 

You two will have a blast, trust me

Doesn’t let anyone touch his tail- not even you- because it makes him feel uncomfortable.

Loves platonically cuddling though

Manz can purr, so if you can get your period and it’s your time of the month and you’ve got bad cramps, don’t be afraid to ask for cuddles

(Cats purring actually helps. Because of some scientific reason I can’t be bothered to explain)

If he hears someone talking shit about you, he will call it out immediately

Much like Quill, he has no shame in pointing out that that person was being an asshole

If anyone tries to hurt you physically, he will restrain them in some way.

If anyone is ganging up on you, that’s when he actually sheds some blood

From other people of course

Doesn’t care about the consequences

Doesn’t hiss

Just sort of silently assassinates them

But doesn’t usually kill them

Unless they were doing anything sexual to you

Then that’s different

He’s named after a font

So please, tease him about that

He loves friendly banter

Scattervoid (Void)

Quick character overview: Defies gravity. Literally. The winds blowing one way? His hair and clothing are blowing the exact opposite way. A highly intellectual individual that wasn’t capable of having fun. He’s got light brown hair and onyx black eyes that tend to unnerve people. “Fifteen” years of age. By that I mean fifteen centuries. He’s the embodiment of my oc’s realm- the Scattervoid. From my Scattered series (That, again, I have not written.)

When you met him it was probably in a library

He is, in fact, a nerd

All duty-duty-duty until you turned up and tabled his turns

Very kind as a best friend

But when you steal him away from his duties and give him the time to be himself, he is the most chaotic little shit you’ve ever met

Literally speaks out all of his intrusive thoughts, which would scare the shit out of everyone else but you because you’re used to it

You also know that he wouldn’t act upon them

At least, you’re pretty sure he won't.

…

Scratch that, you have to tug on his scarf to stop him from testing his theories.

He’s the type of dude that’s super emotionally awkward, but if you’re sad he’ll read you some story of some kind. Let’s be honest- it’s probably going to be either a Greek, Roman, Norse or Egyptian mythology story.

Literally references to the mythologies a bunch

Brings you to the Scattervoid

Worries like hell when you start throwing up from nausea you get from being in the zero-gravity place. It’s really dizzying

His “void” literally defies all scientific logic, and Void will constantly go on about how stupid scientists are that they can’t even understand the way the body works properly

Hey! At least when you’re accustomed to the Scattervoid you learn how to levitate and move around in a space that doesn’t require you to walk.

Requires a lot of mindpower, though

Probably lets you wear one of his scarfs (that defy gravity, even if you’re the one wearing it)

…

If you’re getting physically abused, he will use his intrusive-thought theories on the people. Which means a lot of b-l-o-o-d and a first-degree murder charge

Somehow he always manages to escape the charge

Whenever you get hurt, he worries a lot, and that worry comes off as if he’s frustrated with you

“Why the hell are you mortals so delicate? God, you trip over and you could bloody well kill yourself by accident.”

…

I canon he has jumped off a massive building one time, landed on the concrete and just walked off as if it was nothing.

It literally was nothing, as in his realm, it takes a heck ton longer to exit the planet because J’alkytar (His realm) is an absolutely gigantic planet. So much so that they’ve populated it for several hundreds of millions of years and they’ve only discovered 10% of it

He’s used to jumping off obscenely high things without any consequences

I definitely think you tease him about being an old man when you were teaching him the ways of modern technology (He doesn’t have that on his planet)

I cannon him absolutely freaking out when you get sick though

It’s not something that really happens in his world- as they have extremely good immune systems- and they have horrific diseases. There’s no cure for their diseases either, as it’s the only way that people of their race can die- aside from people forgetting them.

[connorsui]

This is love at first sight …soulmate to eternal love granted by the gods themselves....piece by piece melted with gold and lava to form and fit right in through within our souls like it perfectly belongs within one another🩷 …..tho us rejecting everybody?? Every suitor that has come our way just cuz we didn't like em?? ..but all of a sudden ..one little night out with aemond in the gardens and one quick kiss was enough to cause us to fall over and practically die in butterflies?? 💅🏻✨️

And you know what??..me too …because out of everybody who can thaw out our heart …I will let it be a controversial man with power 🩷💀

Thoo dont twist my little words into love just yet cuz I ain't done with my little rant 🤡 --cuz not only we managed to get a kiss out of him but we slowly devour ourselves into a slow and passionate fucking that I never knew we truly needed ..like bethroned or nah this man was gonna get my snow cunt any day 💀💀

But one thing I do find stunningly beautiful …is that you made us learn high valyrian ..cuz we had our manz of the hour get all flustered with one sentence spilling out of our mouths like running water that he had to take a moment to process if he truly heard what he heard …💀✨️..like bby ..sweetie…my little war criminal ..

I would call you my dragon in any moment of the day if you will allow me ..but you calling me beautiful at the end? ..that's gonna have me at the Emergency room with heart palpitations and blood pressure rising cuz I will not be able to take it 😭😭

The Dragon and the Wolf

Summary: “...perhaps the fire of a Targaryen prince is what is needed to thaw out your heart.” Paring: Aemond Targaryen x Stark!Reader Word Count: 2700+ Warnings: Reader AFAB, kissing, oral (f receiving), loss of virginity, slight overstimulation, creampie. Author’s Note: This was the poll winner! 💜 Thank you to my lovelies @aemondsbabe and @valeskafics for helping me brainstorm the title. No beta, my mistakes are my own and I am woefully sorry for them all. This will be a series of one-shots of the moments between Prince Aemond Targaryen and his Northern bride-to-be (which I pulled from my OC!Stark x Aemond Targaryen story, but whatever). There will be fluff and there will be smut. Enjoy!

You could feel the panicked gaze from your handmaiden, her visceral exasperation spilling as she watched you pace the room, but you could not hold still. 

Not tonight, not after that kiss.

She begged until you finally allowed her to help you change into your nightgown, despite how your skin felt aflame. She then took your hand to lead you to the vanity to sit, to hold still, to allow her to brush and braid your hair for bed, just as she had every night since you first arrived to the Red Keep months ago.

You had traveled from Winterfell at the behest of your brother, a promise to see through what the late King Jaehaerys failed to accomplish: to solidify the bond between the North and South kingdoms. Cregan saw no harm with the capital’s proposal, as you had already scorned all of the Northern lords who called for your hand. 

“Who knows, sister,” his eyes twinkled just as your father’s had when he was still alive, “perhaps the fire of a Targaryen prince is what is needed to thaw out your heart.” 

You had scoffed, but soon realized how right Cregan had been, that you were enamored from the moment you met Aemond. The rest of the Keep seemed to fade away as you watched him, his imposing severity that settled into the sharp contours of his face and in the way he held himself. He towered you; he watched you with his one eye, a lovely lavender that flitted over you, while the other was hidden beneath a leather patch with the wrathful scar that curled above and below. 

You remembered the touch of his hand–his palm calloused and warm and gentle–when he took your own; you recalled the spill of silver as he leaned forward and the softness of his lips against your knuckles with his kiss. Even his low timbre soothed you as he repeated your name; the introduction left you blood rising to the surface. 

Your courtship with the prince was something to be displayed–an ailing king’s desperate grasp at legacy. Aemond played the role of the perfect, regal gentlemen, but you wished to pull him away from the prying eyes of the court, to learn everything about the infamous one-eyed Targaryen prince.

There were stolen moments scattered with Aemond and you collected them piece by piece, but still you were rarely, if ever, allowed a moment to be truly alone with him. 

It was not until the crowned princess returned to the capital, and the chaos that followed and ruined the family supper, that you were able to follow after Aemond, out into the gardens of the Red Keep. 

You recognized his silhouette at once, and moved closer until you saw his ethereal glow from how the moon poured over him. Your tone was soft at first, a teasing kindness until you saw the upwards curl of his lips, and you dared giggle with your encouragement that he should teach you swear words that would best describe his nephews in High Valyrian. 

And then something changed, something shifted. Aemond stepped closer and you felt the cool night air pull away, enveloped by his warmth, the scent of smoke and leather and sandalwood. His palm moved to cup the side of your face and then he kissed you. 

This was your first truly intimate moment you shared with your betrothed. And it was also your first kiss. 

You sighed sweetly in his mouth, a kindled passion that thrummed from where his hands touched your hips, his hold to pull you closer only to quickly recoil once one of the Cargyll knights finally found you both. 

The White Cloak then escorted you back to your quarters, your steps lead-filled, and here you were expected to sit still as your handmaiden fret over your hair. 

But you could not sit still, hence why your slippered foot tapped the stone floor, your heart pounding violent against your chest as that kiss in the garden replayed in your mind…

“Please, my lady,” your handmaiden squeaked, the ivory comb tangling in your hair.

Your hands flared out to ward off her touch, your tone cutting. “Thank you, but that is enough. You are relieved from your duties for the rest of the night,” you stood up, pushing the poor girl and sending her stumbling towards the door. 

Her eyes were wide. “I–I have not finished with–” 

“I have hands of my own,” you grabbed the silk robe to cover yourself, “I shall manage,” and when you turned to step towards the girl once more, she squeaked again. She moved to open the door and paused to see Prince Aemond already poise, his one arm tucked behind his back and the other lifted as if he meant to knock. 

It was an eternal silence; Aemond looked startled, but his gaze eventually found yours, and you stared back, unabashed, burning from the sight of him. 

Meanwhile your handmaiden, mortified, shrank to slip past the prince and leave.

Only when you heard the soft sound of the door closing behind did you find the courage to move towards Aemond, reaching for his tunic and pulling him close. You fell into him, your lips hungry for his own and he returned your passion before slowing to savor, his tongue running your bottom lip and then curling into your mouth. 

It continued until your breath was an exchange between, his exhale becoming your inhale and trilling through your veins, pumping your heart. Your mind was clouded with his proximity–you felt giddy and your hands twisted into his tunic to hold yourself upright. 

He hummed, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you flushed against his chest. A shy sigh spilled when you felt his length pressing through the fabric and against your stomach, a bolt of warmth and want curling together. But your passion was replaced with a trepidation, something that now curdled instead. 

You broke the kiss, a rosiness spilling from your lips to your cheeks, to the tip of your nose: “I lost my maidenhead on horseback.” You felt your blood thicken with your confession. “But I have never been…” 

The words would not come, but Aemond did not need them. Instead he closed the little space you created, his warm palms moving to cup your face and bring you back to capture your lips with a tender kiss. 

“I will be gentle,” his low timbre promised. “I do not wish to hurt you.” 

You believed him, as you had seen his actions that spoke far louder during your time at the capital. He had always shown you a careful consideration since the courtship began, but now you found that you could not wait another moment. 

Your fingers pulled at the silk robe you had thrown on, allowing it to slip from your shoulders and puddle onto the floor. Your hands moved to the lacing that lined the front of your nightgown, but you paused, pinned under the lavender of his eye. 

His chest rose and fell with his steadied breath a moment before he offered his hands, his slender fingers gentle to loosen the ties. Aemond stopped to place kisses on the slope of your shoulder, your chest, a soft tickle of his lips as more of your skin was bared to him. 

You felt vibrant, ignited by his touch, and you looked up at him through half-lidded eyes, admiring the flush of rose that now stained his skin. You pulled at your skirts, grabbing the bottom hem and peeling it over, dropping it into the silk puddle already at your feet. 

Lust now swallowed the lavender, but Aemond only hummed his admiration as his gaze slowly dragged from your face, following your curves and then returning to meet with your eyes again. 

“Gevie,” he mused with a slight curl to his lips. 

You burned, cursing your Septa for the little Valyrian she indulged to teach you, too shy to ask now for a translation, but bold enough to reach for him. Your fingers touched the buckles of his tunic. Aemond hummed again as you began to undress him, until he was bare from the waist up, and the heat that pooled from him now seeped and curled into your core. 

His form was lean, taut, with a muscular definition and its decoration of silver scars scattered across his chest and his abdomen. Your fingers trailed the lines that cut into his trimmed waist, and then you stepped closer to press a soft kiss to the right side of his jaw. 

Aemond caught your chin, bringing your lips to meet with his own again. His kiss was drawn out, wringing the air from your lungs but still so gentle that you could not help but melt into his chest, into the warmth that he embodied. 

Your fingers reached to touch his jaw but paused, a hovering hesitation. He took your hand and brought it back to cradle against his chest, watching you. You swallowed. “Aemond, please,” you began slowly, your voice careful, “I wish to see all of you.”

His jaw steeled with your request, tense for that moment but then he reached with his other hand to remove the eyepatch. The crimson seemed bolder, brighter, cutting through from his brow and into his cheek, and you also saw that placed in his scarred socket was a sapphire stone that glittered in the amber light of the room. 

You pressed to your tiptoes, your fingertips touching to tilt his jaw down and you pressed a kiss beneath, your lips careful to trail his maim before placing another against his cheek. “Ñuha zaldrīzes,” but you were slow with the only Valyrian you knew, and finished with another kiss to his lips. 

My dragon. 

His expression was unreadable, and for a moment you believed that you had ruined the practiced pronunciation. But then Aemond moved to wrap his arms back around your waist, his face burying into the softness of your neck and his hands grabbing into the curves of your hips. Your laughter spilled as you felt him lift you enough for your feet to not touch the stone floors, your arms wrapping around his neck, and Aemond moved with wide steps, bringing you back towards your bedside. 

You fell back onto the mattress, looking up at him. His neck bobbed as his eye followed the pink hues that now spilled from your cheeks to your neck and onto your chest. Your nipples were peaked and your eyes shone bright as he stepped closer, climbing onto the bed and moving on top of you.

He tucked his head to trace the slope of your neck with his lips and your back arched with the desire to feel his chest against your bare skin, a fluttered moan spilling from you. Aemond moved lower, placing warm, open mouthed kisses that scorched your skin, with a warmth that was pouring into your core. 

Aemond continued lower, his silver tresses spilling and tickling your skin as he moved between your plush thighs. You mewled with the touch of his lips to the inside, and your thighs squeezed to stop him. 

You are breathless. “It tickles.” 

He only hummed, reaching to press his hand onto your stomach, a comforting touch as his fingers traced abstract lines on your skin. “Let me,” and his exhale was titillating as he nestled back between. 

Aemond was careful with his touch, just as he always showed himself to be. He was aware of your every sound and sigh, pacing himself with a slow rhythm that began to build until his clever tongue had you pinned to the mattress. 

You blossomed with bated breath, grabbing fistfuls of the bed linen to ground yourself from falling into the trance of his ministrations. You felt a prod at your entrance, his finger curling within, and your pleasure fluttered up your spine. It was too much and you writhed from his mouth, but his other hand moved underneath your thigh, gripping into your soft flesh, halting you. 

Let me.

Aemond quickened his pace, encouraged by your quiet pants, from how your heartbeat now pulsed around the digits that were knuckle deep in you. You felt Aemond pulling you towards a precipice that was consuming, a warmth that crashed against and spilled throughout. Your heart still bruised against your ribs from the cresting tremors of your fading pleasure, and only then did you notice it. 

How Aemond grinned smugly against your wet cent. 

You reached with boneless fingers that tangled into his silver hair, pulling him back so you could capture his mouth that now glistened with you. It was your own bittersweet taste on his lips and you felt emboldened to grab his waistband. When your fingers brushed against his heavy bulge that pressed the crotch of his slacks, a sweeping shyness returned. 

He pulled back with a sly smile, removing them before he moved back on top. His arms cage you to the bed and your skin rose with how his breath fanned against your cheeks. “I do not wish to hurt you,” he repeated after a moment, but his heavy hesitation lifted as you pulled him into the cradle of your hips.  

You sighed from how he molded into the softness of your body, and Aemond gave another savoring kiss. “Please, Aemond,” your eyes wet from your want, and his head dipped to watch as he grabbed the base, careful to line himself with your entrance. 

Aemond paused with a new trepidation that settled along the rose hues that dusted his sharp features. You squirmed beneath him, searching for friction, to feel the blunt press of his cockhead against your silken folds. 

“Aemond,” you now plead, a honeyed whisper, another kiss to encourage him, “I want you.” 

He watched you as he pressed forward, and you felt a stretch, a fullness as his hips moved against yours. You tensed from the new sensation, your nails biting and leaving red crescent marks that startled against the white of his skin. 

Aemond stilled at once, allowing you a moment to adjust, his brow furrowed with his concern. You then let out a soft exhale before tilting your chin to give him a kiss, a promise that you were fine. 

And only then did Aemond move, slowly, carefully, with each gentle thrust that split you further as he sheathed himself fully within you. It rekindled a deeper passion, and your eyes widened with a small gasp; he dipped his head to press his lips to your neck, decorating the column with his kisses, your pulse thrumming beneath. It began to ripple through you and your thighs tightened around his slender waist, beckoning him closer still. 

“Aemond,” you gasped.

He hummed his acknowledgement, pushing himself up. He used one arm for balance while his other hand moved to press onto your hip, his palm trailing closer to your bloom above, his thumb moving in circles. 

You felt raw, sensitive still from before, and something sparked with his touch. The air was thick and caught in your throat; a passion spilled from you without the same tensity from the first time, though still with a melody that played sweetly throughout your veins. 

Your velvet walls clenched with your climax and it pulled Aemond after. He groaned his own release, melting against you and burying his face back into the curve of your neck. You gasped again from how he pulsed between your legs, his heart rattling through to your bones. 

After a moment,  Aemond rolled to the side, his chest expanding to catch his breath before he reached to pull you to curl against him, equally breathless and aglow. Your arm was thrown across, your face pressed against to feel the rhythm of his heart, his seed spilling onto your thigh; his fingers began to trace patterns on your skin. 

He leaned to press another kiss to your hairline, and he whispered the same word from before. “Gevie.” 

“What does that mean?” You cannot help your grin, tilting your head back to look at him. 

His other hand came round, a finger pressed to your cheek to look at you. “Beautiful,” he said and then he gave you another kiss. 

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[manzisme]

genuinely kinda miserable about the Twitter situation bc I was finally making some cool guilty gear friends over there and tumblr is harder to use for communication purposes :(((

[stay-midnight]

I was feeling dominant for the day and then:

😃

[potatotrash0]

Leo showed the group chat this guy and Kazzem went “he looks like Nagito” and in unison me and Leo went “no he doesn’t” but for entirely different reasons and long story short I can still only trust one (1) person and that person is still Gale

[mycandylysander]

Also to continue off that last post I need to put my thoughts in about Lysander because eVERYTIME i THINK about it I feel bad for him like.. Assuming you were on his route this is how his life essentially pans out - First, the girl he’s inlove with chooses his brother over him. Then he gets into a mutual relationship and falls for Candy and she moves away and becomes distant and essentially ghosts him (according to Castiel in MCLU Candy seems like she gave up really fast. He seems really bitter at the start so I feel like this is a fair assumption). THEN his parents die.. and he has to move to the farm and take care of it, leaving behinds his town, brother, friends, and everything he knows. So he’s left all alone on the farm. THEN his ex comes back into town and is all buddy with his brother and sister in law and everyone is back together in town having a blast. But like what if you choose Castiel’s route in MCLU?? Then his ex is with his best friend and it’s the Rosa and Leigh thing all over again. Like poor Lysander!! He’s all alone :( I’m only on episode 9 so I don’t know how much farther the story will go with him or if he’ll be back but if not like.. Can they please do something to make sure he’s happy?!?? Mans has suffered enough!

[liyacreate]

Sheep!MC headbutting them

Basically imagine if MC had some sheep mannerisms alongside their sheep form and they get angry at one of the brothers or dateables or Luke and in their rage they try to headbutt them

Lucifer

Smug mf #1

Finds it adorable

Something about you trying so hard to hurt him but failing just warmed his lil sadistic heart

Might tease you about it in private

He won't tell you that it somehow made his day tho

Mammon

Would be pretty stunned at first

Once the shock is gone though, be prepared for him to laugh his ass off

He finds it extremely funny that sentient cotton candy tried to headbutt him

Will try to get you angry more often in the future just so you would do it again

Leviathan

Would also be surprised at first and stop functioning for a few minutes

Is also very confused

Once he processes what happened, he'll go on a rant about how moe this is

Would want to record it but he's too scared to make you angry again

Satan

Smug mf #2

He'll find it extremely funny as well

He is a gentleman and will apologize

He'll still suppress his laughter while trying to apologize tho

Another person who'll tease you until you're angry cause seeing you do that makes his day

Asmodeus

Manz will squeal about how cute it was

Will forget everything and just want to smoosh, squeeze, and hug you

He would want to record you just like Levi

He won't try to make you angry at him but will try to make you angry at another person so that he could record it

Beelzebub

Confused bean

If he doesn't see you actually do it, he won't feel anything and won't know you tried to headbutt him

He's like a brick wall so it's probably you who'll get hurt

If he see you do it tho, he'll be really worried for you

Will also apologize for making you angry

Belphegore

Smug mf #3

Yet another who'll find it extremely funny

Will probably compare you to a pillow in a pillow fight

Will continue to tease you so that you try to headbutt him multiple times

He might also try to rile you up on Lucifer so that you would headbutt him not knowing it makes Lucifer's day

Diavolo

Yet another confused boi

Asks if this is normal human behaviour

Another person who'll laugh his ass off

He might even ask you to do it again

He won't try to make you angry however if ever you try to headbutt someone else he'll have his DDD at the ready to record

If you get angry easily, he'll have an entire folder in his gallery for just MC angry headbutts

Barbatos

Is stunned at first but you wouldn't be able to know

Will chuckle a bit before apologizing

He'll remain a gentleman through the whole situation but inside he REALLY wants to laugh out loud

He wouldn't try to make you angry at himself or other people but strangely he pops up sometimes when you do

Solomon

Smug mf #4

Won't even hide how much he thinks you're cute and hilarious

Will try to make you angrier so that you headbutt him more

He'll record the whole situation and probably send it to asmo, satan, and the other people at purgatory

Will also sometimes make you angry at him and others just to see you try to headbutt someone again

Simeon

Very surprised and very confused

Will ask you why you did that

Will also apologize for making you angry

He won't admit he found it adorable tho

Might ask you to do it again if you're alright with it just so he could record it

He'll understand if you don't want to do it tho

Also won't try to make you angry but he'll try to record you if you do

Keyword: try

The video is either blurry or his finger is in the way

He'll still send it to Dia, Luci, and purgatory

Luke

He didn't get headbutt but he did see you headbutt a demon

Will cheer you on 100%

If Solomon is there, he might be able to convince Luke to headbutt the demon as well

Now there's a video of you and Luke headbutting some demon

[bakugous-mamas]

Period baby he belongs to you and no one else lolol

 LMAO!! SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!!!

( thank you for the confidence boost anon!!🥺🤧)

[makur0]

Another rant because Death Game Holic is giving me the chills:

What’s it like dating them?

First off, being with Rei Sakuma at that time is going to be fucking chaotic, but a good chaotic. never stops making you flustered, giving you sexual hints, even going as far as literally making out with you in the backstage right after one of his lives, out of view of Keito and Koga. When he does perform and you have the chance to watch- babes. he be stealing the show just for you (sorry koga). by lord almighty i miss his rough husky voice and he knows you like it too, so he’s gonna be EXTREMELY seductive on that stage. prepare yourself hun.

As for Keito... you probably wouldn’t know why his true plan was for this, and isn’t really his cup of tea, but seeing you so excited by his performances makes him slip just a bit. manz get super flustered around you whenever you flaunt him around like he’s your precious gemstone, but he’s always given a chance to bite back during those lives. with you sitting in the front, your’re from a supportive yet michevious lover burnt down to a embarrassed, horny mess after, and he prides himself on it. Ok i get this guy is literally a buddhist /hj but he just can’t let these rare chances slip away.

Koga- oh boy. You either love his guitar or you’re deaf- he’s ALWAYS playing it no matter the time of day or night. Just as confident off the stage as he is on, he will ALWAYS try to pull a compliment out of you just to fuel his ego and pride. Of course, when you’re little lone wolf gets too rowdy you tug on that lil ponytail of his and he’s all yours, reduced to a blushing puppy. Nah but seriously, you two just love conveying secret messages during performances, kinda like your love language.

Now... leave those as memories, what’s going on between you two now? Is it still a raging love, or has it dimished?