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[imalonerdottie-arebel]

Yeah... I think this applies to the hatred of luigi supporters. If you take away luigi the human being, you take away most of his support. I just don't think silencing any of his support is a good idea. I think most of his supporters are supporting him because of *who he is*, who luigi mangione the human fucking being is. Stop with the "divide and conquer" tactic. I feel like it actually is working because most of what I see on reddit regarding luigi is negativity and hate, if not for him then for his so-called fans. If people are going to dump on ANY of his support, even if it's about how hot he is and his personal life details (as long as it's not crossing a line), that makes supporters feel ashamed and they won't post about him anymore. His "fans" are humanizing him and that's super fucking important. The more the public sees him as the human being he is, the more they will feel empathetic and not view him as a "bad guy". If we don't have anything to humanize him, then how will the public see him? Luigi is one hell of a person with a lot of accomplishments. He has bragging rights for sure. He had everything in life one could only dream of having.

The only support luigi has right now outside of his family and friends is his internet support, and that largely includes his own social media, miscellaneous internet profiles, and friends' pictures and stories that were already made public. Everybody else has turned against him - tabloids labeling him a murderer with his face on the front page, useless documentaries about how he is a heartless killer, media talking heads calling him stupid and mentally unstable, politicians and many other public figures dragging him, etc. If we're not allowed to post his pictures, videos and share stories about him, what are we left with? A husk of a person being accused of a crime. Anybody would think an empty husk of a person who is accused of killing somebody is a dangerous criminal. There are no other details to know about them, so they must be a bad person with no friends and family and no life worth living.

I do agree that people should not be harassing his family and friends. Obviously that goes without saying - anybody who has doxxed the people pictured with him, contacted his loved ones trying to get information, just any harassment at all IS insane and those people SHOULD be shamed for it. There are a few people crossing the line when it comes to his personal life, and those people don't reflect any of his other supporters. Not all of us are obsessed and unhinged lunatics.

My point is that the less public support he has will not bode well for him, and most of what I see online right now is negating his public support. Considering what he did for a living, what his interests are and his college degrees, I think it's safe to say that he is fully aware of how much of his life is on the internet. He is a very intelligent person. If he did commit the crime and if he wrote that manifesto, then he even mentioned in that manifesto how the feds won't be able to find anything incriminating about him online due to his engineering skills. These Debbie downers complaining about his life being posted on social media are out of touch.

[takes1]

so in the bokuto x inexperienced! Reader, is he ACTUALLY experienced or is he just infatuated and cocky 😭 hes giving me “virgin but ive watched a lot of porn and can figure it out” energy and I love that for him

p.4 bokuto teaching inexperienced!reader

this is a great question and a great separate prompt. i decided to go with the former to stay with my original idea, but i DO like the other option a LOT. would be soooo!!! accurate for his character.

warnings. heavy nsfw, minors DNI

details. fem!reader / BIG praise kink!bokuto / himbo!bokuto / sweet, dumb!bokuto / inexperienced!reader / possessive!bokuto / f!rec oral / grinding / clumsy antics / making out / flirting / heavy petting / 2.7k words / reply to be added to taglist for final part

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"No bra?"

Bokuto clocked instantly, excitement breaking a barely-there filter, a big cheesy grin still not enough to loosen you up.

"Um," You took your hands back, crossing them over your chest, "Actually- let me go and--,"

Bokuto seethed with an eye roll you couldn't see. He was being playful as he sat half-up to capture you.

His strong grasp settled around your hips, "Ooohh no. I'm not waiting again."

Maybe it was the shirt that inspired him to be extra touchy. You looked like you were properly his.

His eyes scanned you; a burning, unyielding kind of expression that said: No pants, either. Juuust the shirt.

Those hot hands were in constant motion. They rubbed, massaged, your hip joints, the fleshy sides of your ass, and his thumbs would prod into the front of your thighs. It felt good- it helped you relax, because it wasn't too much.

"I meant to ask," Hesitant, and slow, you placed your hands back onto his shoulders, "You've been with other girls, right?"

The attempt to counterbalance his subtle pulling was a failure. You both giggled when you stumbled forward.

"A- few, yeah."

He looked like he was going to say more than he did. You wondered how he felt about them, now.

"Right... obviously- um, sorry for asking," You laughed.

The back of your knuckles flitted across his chiseled jawline. Your tummy was already in knots, but when he leaned into your touch, you melted a little more inside.

Having to pretend like he wasn't so outrageously attractive was odd. In moments like these, where you could slow down and look at every detail in his face, it was natural to acknowledge it.

A simple sigh, "You are so stunning."

He looked up from your hips. His piercing eyes and growing grin added to all of his prominent features, but tempted you to look away out of discomfort.

"You think so?"

It was spoken like he might not have believed your comment.

"Yeah, of course-! You're-," The words stumbled out of your mouth before you could stop them, "You're like, out of this world hot- I don't get why you're wasting time with me."

Bokuto firmed up quickly. He held a determined, focused expression that felt out of place as you searched for what you could have said wrong.

"Woahwoahwoahwoah! Don't say shit like that!"

"Like what?" Was your much smaller, quieter response.

His palms slid up under your shirt, then back down to your hips. He did this repeatedly while he thought.

"I dunno- I'm-- I'm not-," He groaned, "I'm not good with words. But... I don't like pretty girls who don't know that they're pretty. It's kinda lame."

You sort of understood what he meant. You didn't mean to put yourself down, but you considered it fact that he was out of your league. The way you spoke was mostly to address that.

The intellectual struggle he was having made it much more endearing, though. He was dumb. You found that you liked it more than you thought you would.

"Not that I think you're lame!" He clarified all of a sudden.

God, yeah, he was slow. Too many volleyballs to the head.

You chuckled, an affectionate sound, and he grinned again. He wasn't so scary when you got to talk.

"So, you think I'm pretty?" Was your first ever attempt at a real tease.

It was so successful that he slid his hands to grab all the way around your butt, smushing your tummy against his face with a big, maybe too loud of a groan.

You were shushing him, giggly, through his, again, too-loud confession.

"I don't think so, I know so!"

The foreign sensation through his (your?) shirt had you confused for just a moment. You looked down, hardly able to see what he was doing, but realized he was pressing kisses into your stomach through the fabric.

You smiled at how sweet it was, how good it felt. He trailed those slow, warm kisses up between your breasts, to your collarbone, and you only started to firm when he got to your skin, along your neck.

Bokuto could feel you tense up.

He pressed another gentle kiss to your skin, then met your worried expression.

"Hey- I don't bite," Was a soft reminder to relax, to not get lost in the nerves.

His gaze fell to your lips. You watched it happen, you watched his pupils grow, his thoughts running rampant behind his eyes.

A little mutter, a little empty, if anything, "Promise..."

His kiss was sweet, and slow, and soft. You felt guilty for not quite knowing how to return it.

The reassurance came in the form of his hands reaching, holding, the back of your head and the side of your face to keep you still, angled just right.

You barely returned the pressure- nervous, that he would get turned off if you tried too hard.

It felt like he was sending volts of electricity straight down your body, not a single vein or muscle exempt from the sensation. He parted for just a moment, to shift or something. He kept his hands on you.

Dumb, you took a breath to apologize for not knowing what to do, but his lips were crashing back onto yours. It was messier, not as perfect, this time.

You chuckled against his mouth, hands jittery, pressing on his shoulders with the intent to move from him. To maybe collect yourself, adjust, say sorry again.

But he was rougher, and you felt his warm tongue swipe against your bottom lip- you flinched.

"Mmh-!" It was hard moving away from him because he followed you.

He was breathy, his lids low, only focused on getting more. Your stiffness was one-sided and not serving you very well.

One hand took up most of the real estate on the side of your neck, more than enough to direct you, while his other arm wrapped around your waist. He pulled you in and started to lean back.

You slipped forward at his haste and tried to catch yourself with your knee.

It missed the edge of the bed where you tried to land. It clipped right between his legs instead.

"Augh-!!" He wheezed.

Powerful thighs were squeezing yours tenfold- his hands flew from your body to cup himself as he continued falling back. You stayed standing, more or less.

You gasped.

"I'm- so sorry-!" You pried your leg out from his and held your hands over your mouth. That was a first.

He groaned through a closed-mouth, eyes screwed shut.

"Mm! H-mmm-mmm-mmn-!" His muscles twitched, seized, and you felt dirty for liking it.

You slowly climbed up next to him as he came down, or at least grew quieter, from the blow.

"I'm sorry..." You repeated, eyes unsure of where to get their fill. Your hand brushed the hair off of his forehead, gentle and slow. You really didn't want him to go, but even you could see now that you were a lot of trouble for very little payoff.

But God, he looked unreal, all squirmy and flexed and half-naked next to you. Your thighs twitched with the need to stimulate yourself.

Bokuto was slowly blowing his breaths out, loosely palming his junk when he began to blink his eyes open, up at your distracted stare.

He laughed. Quiet, at least for his standards- it made you blush.

"You're real cute," He admitted, looking up at the ceiling, "And even though you're the most nervous chick I've ever met--,"

You glanced at his face, frowning.

"And Kuroo is gonna fuckin' kill me whenever he finds out-,"

You wanted to smile, but didn't.

"And you-," He grabbed your nose again and wiggled it, laughing at the way you batted his hand away, "Kneed me in the balls-!"

"-I still. Really. Want to fuck you."

His candid ranting, unfaltering eye contact, charmed you. It would've been romantic if it wasn't so filthy, but it was effective in its own right.

"I want you, too," You said, ultraquiet, staring at his hand in your lap, then at his hips, "I'm just- new."

Bokuto was fully recovered. He sat up, so mindless that you weren't sure if your words were lost on him, and adjusted your body so he could pin you on your back. It was more of a way of telling you that he'd be more intentional this time, taking the lead.

The way he slid, so sure of where to put his weight, his arms, his face, all snug against you was dizzying and impressive. He belonged on top, for sure.

"I can show you. We got all night," He reminded you.

An eager, messy kiss to your cheek made you giggle. It softened him, for a moment.

His groan was a smiley, throaty confession against your neck, "God, your laugh is so cute."

Your violent shiver was scooped up, muffled in his arms as he rolled his hips, slow and teasing, against you.

The quick squeeze of your thighs around him was a reaction to both the intensity there, and the fluttery pleasure of his tongue and teeth, nipping and sucking under your ear.

"Oh-h, my Go-ah--," Got muddled together, bitten into his meaty shoulder in a humiliating whine.

Bokuto couldn't get enough of whatever that was.

He carelessly began making deep, dark bruises all over your neck- with you none the wiser- pressing that soft, tight pussy against his tortured cock. And you filled him up, fueled his dangerous ego with how breathless you were, how your phrases started to lack real words, and pitifully weak squeeze of your legs around him.

"M-mnh," His head rose, meeting that blacked out look in your eyes for only moment before he stole your 7th, 8th, 20th kiss.

He briefly thought about what he was making of you, how nice it would be to be able to fully call you his.

Big palms slid further down, rubbing the warm, worked, inside part of your thighs while he sat up to take a good look at you. You already looked like his little whore. He soaked the image up, just like how you admired how unreal he looked, sitting hot and bothered and hard between your thighs.

"I can make you feel soo much better," He heard himself promise in a far-off sigh.

You were still shy, but the curiosity was finally shining through.

"What did you have in mind?"

You even let him push your shirt off, since he was so slow and nice about it, and you tried not to shiver under his hands.

He held a sharp, nasty smirk, a false hum on his breath. You weren't stupid, you knew what he was trying to accomplish by wiggling to his stomach.

Despite wanting it real bad, your hands covered your burning face to try to calm yourself down.

He sang, "I've been told that I have a big tongue."

You were prepared to laugh at him. Your curiosity got the better of you-- you peeked through your fingers and realized he wasn't kidding. The tongue he stuck out for you was wide, and flat. A barely-there whimper died in your throat.

"I'll be slow," Thick fingers liberated you of the soaked material, his cock twitching at the sight of your pretty pussy.

As he pocketed his more-than-earned keepsake, he was briefly able to palm away some of the ache.

He kept his voice sugary-sweet, "Buuut you should tell me what you like."

Big, muscular shoulders pushed up against the back of your thighs and you couldn't look- you had to squeeze your eyes shut, head towards the ceiling, instead.

A big flinch as he added, one final thought, "If you can."

He swirled waves and waves of pleasure into you with his gentle tongue. It was a kind of delicate act you hadn't been sure he could deliver on, but his skill was a gratifying surprise.

"Oh-h," Your thighs twitched against your will.

Bokuto was the type of guy to take his ability to make you feel good very seriously.

He was the kind to get a little too into some article thread about Misogyny and its Complicated Relationship with Sex, then make it his secondary goal to be more 'attentive' from that exact moment on. A hasty, incomplete, but well-intentioned effort shaping his sexual habits, his unique views, super-charged with his need to 'be the best.'

The webs of his fingers filled with the front of your thighs, firm, with groan at how you rolled your hips up into his mouth.

It swirled into the horrible regulation of his self-esteem, at some point.

Similar to his night-and-day approach to volleyball, and made it impossible for him to fuck up in bed without feeling guilty, or like he was 'bad' at sex. That's why he was so experienced. Women usually didn't want to stay with a guy who took their lack of pleasure that personally- it was an ick.

With you, there was less pressure. He only understood this in a limited way.

"A-ah, yes- just like th-at," Your fingers found his frosted tips, pulling at the darker, softer roots.

His hips sank harder into the mattress, a broken groan at your declaration. He was good? The notion needed to be checked, so he glanced up at you.

He caught your cute, twisted expression. A smug smile flashed under his swirling tongue at how you covered your face again.

You gasped, hot with embarrassment, "Mmh- fuck, don't--,"

Yeah, he was doing well. He sucked a soft kiss to your clit and got a strong squeeze in return.

He wondered how loud he could get you. If he could somehow let every guy downstairs know that you were off limits, not just because you were Kuroo's sister, but because he was up here making you feel this good.

Most of his touches had been noticeably rough, and rushed, and a bit too excitable up to this point.

But he had no urgency between your legs. No desire to move to the next thing.

There was more pressure as he slid his tongue further down, towards your entrance, then a lighter, more fluttery feeling the closer he got to your clit.

It was a kind of method that reminded you that you were not the first, and you probably wouldn't be the last, to get eaten out by this big hunk.

As concerning as it was, Bokuto simplified your thoughts with a careful and practiced pleasure.

You wanted him.

This was worth stooping down a level for. You wanted to feel his lips again, his touch, his hold, and you were sure that you could shoulder the burden of not being exclusive, or whatever payment had to come with it.

He was funny, and kind, and sweet. He had already showed you so much about your own body. You didn't want him to go and you didn't want to stop. You couldn't stand not knowing, anymore.

"A-after- tonight-- ahh-," You gasped at the way he held your free hand, sandwiching it between his palm and your own hip. There was a sting at your eyes, "Can we- mmh, see each other again?"

It took a full minute for him to register what you said, then what you meant, then what you implied.

His mean, strong suck to your clit was more of a punctuation, because he quickly climbed over you-- an intense, stormy look in his naturally wide eyes.

You were panting, slower to react, in the absence of his mouth.

"You thought I was gonna ditch you after this?"

You blinked the burn away, thighs flexed and trembly as he affixed his weight back on top of you.

Even he could tell you were bothered by the idea. Struggling with it, maybe, for a while. He realized you weren't going to say yes or no.

"I'm not a monster," He glanced around your pretty face, pained, that you thought so low of him, "You know that, right?"

He wanted to be your first, then the second, third, and so on. He didn't think that far ahead, but he knew with certainty that he wouldn't stop craving you after just one night.

"Baby, you're not gettin' rid of me," His quick, fervent pecks across your troubled face sent you into a surprised, delighted laughter.

He giggled with you, big arms scooping around you as he caught a ticklish part of your neck in messy kisses.

"Mm-mm! Noooo, you're not!"

Your laughter, happy, unrestrained, was music to his ears.

His mind was everywhere. Half-focused on those sensitive spots that he needed to remember for later, half-focused on how badly he wanted to tear you apart.

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[chaot1c0]

dating blade as a stellaron hunter hcs !!

dating blade as a stellaron hunter entails ..

this man would DEFINITELY be protective of you [ maybe a little over protective ?? ] no but like seriously he doesn't wanna lose you ever :(

not exactly the type to get easily jealous, I feel like he'd place a lot of trust in you and have faith in your relationship but if someone bothers you by flirting, he'd scare them off for you

obviously would talk to you more than he does to the others, but not to the point where he yaps to you

I've seen someone write how blade would probably be excellent at taking pictures, and I totally agree. if you were half asleep and barely waking up, if blade took a picture you'd look absolutely stunning no matter what

would have a picture of either you and him together, or just you as his phone lockscreen

if either one of you are on a mission following a script, blade would actually keep his phone on him at all times. he wouldn't even allow kafka or silver wolf to steal it from him, only because he needs to be available if you run into trouble

doesn't listen to music ever, but will listen with you if you ask him to

can cook, probably will do anything you ask of him [ he just loves you so much ]

glares at anyone if they so much as look at you the wrong way

would drive you anywhere and let you drag him to places if you asked him to

doesn't care much about holidays or anything of the sort but will make an effort to try, just for you

his first priority is protecting you, and he makes sure to not be near you at all times when the mara strikes

not good at physical affection at all, so you'll have to teach him. won't initiate it first unless he gets confident about it after you teach him

would enjoy sitting there in silence as you brush out his long hair and untangle all the knots [ often does not have time, nor does he make the effort to ]

would let you put silly bows and ribbons on him, draw on him, and put stickers on him as you please, as long as it makes you happy [ he enjoys seeing you happy ]

wouldn't know how to comfort or reassure you using his words, but will show it with his actions [ holding you for long periods of time, rubbing small circles on your back, etc. ]

doesn't like many things but for you he tries his absolute best to give them a chance, only because you insist.

hihihiihihihihi guys

[e-mm4]

heyy, love your writing sm 😙 can i request smth where in mingle, the number called is three but thanos and nam-gyu somehow get separated from reader and have someone else in the room with them and they’re slightly panicking bc they don’t know if reader is safe or not?

mingle !

pairing : thanos! x reader x namgyu!

cw : blood, drug use, talk of players dying

a/n : i probably write them so ooc but who cares. everyone lives through mingle, including gyeongsu and there’s no bad blood between minsu and semi after the game !

the two of them are obviously high, they’re fucking around dancing around you to the childish music. they’re attention isn’t fully on you for the very FIRST time since you joined their group. and you don’t know how the two of them are so uncaring about the amount of people that have died.

you’re on high alert, if a number like two is called you only have so much time to find someone else because you know namgyu and thanos will grab each other. (even if they feel bad about it later, but they are guys in the end and it’s a bros before hoes world)

if it’s four, five or even six you have semi, minsu, and gyeongsu. as long as your group stays together then everything will be fine. your hands shake despite the reassuring thought.

when the number three is called, relief floods your body and you know that you’re life is secure in the hands of the two men who swore to stay by your side whether you wanted them to or not.

but when you turn your head, they’re already running. their hands wrapped around the wrists of someone else.

and all you can do is stand there, staring at the sight, dread filling your body. frantically looking around, but feet stuck in place.

you think you’re life is already over but your wrist is suddenly pulled, feet moving on their own as you follow behind your saviour. when you reach the room you realize you’re with semi and minsu.

instantly you’re hugging them, thanking them, sobbing into the fabric of their jumpsuits because you genuinely thought your life was over.

and maybe the thought of the two men leaving you behind has you a little more than upset.

but it’s just like you thought, you’re group stayed together and everything worked out well. as long as thanos, namgyu and gyeongsu made it into a room themselves.

in a room a few doors down, the two men are beginning to experience a similar sense of dread realizing that the person they thought was you is actually gyeongsu. and of course they’re glad he’s alive, but where were you?

they’re at each others throats in an instant. the loud countdown outside of the room making them both nauseous as they point fingers and throw blame at eachother.

thanos rushes towards the peephole, frantically looking out as he calls your name. his emotions are so heightened, and he wants everything to feel like a big joke like it normally does, but his pulse is racing. he can’t see you anywhere.

and namgyu is shouting, pushing thanos away from the door in a frenzy as he looks out the same way. beads of sweat rolling down his temple as his eyes flick side to side.

you must have made it in a room right? you’re no where to be seen. but there is so many people desperately running around in search of an open room how can they be sure.

namgyu would chew on his already short nails as they return from the game. eyes scanning around.

thanos is twitching uncomfortably, rolling his shoulders to try and maintain his nonchalantness but his hands are shaking.

and as soon as you walk through that door, nervously chatting with semi, the two men are on you.

thanos is pulling you into an aggressive hug, moving back just far enough that he can still rest his hands on your arms, shaking you around.

namgyu would come up behind you, grabbing at your shoulders and squeezing them. to anyone else it might look like he’s trying to comfort you but you actually think it’s meantfor him, his fingers pressed into you through the fabric of your jumpsuit.

you just stare at them. hurt, confused, still processing how many people just died in front of you and how you were almost one of them.

namgyu would rest his chin on your shoulder, arms taking thanos spot on your arms from behind you as thanos steps back to explain what happened. and he’s so animated, head bouncing around hands flying.

“bro! i totally thought we were holding you, like you were right behind us i swear! and then we get to the room and we actually had gyeongsu! man, i was so pissed that we grabbed that idiot instead of you! no offence gyeongsu”

and from the side, right by your ear namgyu’s rattling out a similar excuse. hands rubbing up and down your arms now as he looks at thanos to confirm his story.

they must be coming down from a high because the two of them genuinely look and sound so guilty (in their own way) and scared (again, to the best of their ability while high) that it has YOU feeling guilty that you weren’t paying more attention.

so you’re accepting their apology, hugging them both and saying it’s okay because all three of you are alive, reassuring them that you’re all gonna get out of here with a shit ton of cash!

they’re both popping another pill when the mood has simmered, both denying and shaking off the fact that they we’re worried when semi pokes fun at the two of them.

we all know namgyu doesn’t like her to begin with, so she’s just fuelling the fire. he’s not acting on it yet though because you’re sitting beside him, alive, and he can’t think about anything else.

thanos is feeling a similar way. even if he was an easily perturbed man, which he isn’t usually (let’s not talking about how he interacts with player 333), he wouldn’t be paying any attention to semi. he’s engrossed in the sight that is you, hair stuck to your sweat dampened skin and face covered in splatters of blood.

[longing-for-the-picturesque]

As a literature student LET ME ELABORATE: this works so well because the book itself fits perfectly within multiple structures of drama-theory and i KNOW Donna knew that and that's why they are in the book

Many people have probably said this before but i will still give my opinion :)

Number one: the murder occurs RIGHT in the middle, which fits perfectly within the five act structure of Gustav Freytag what is the 5 act structure you might ask? in greek tragedy (which typically has 5 acts) (as well as more modern works) each act can be associated with one point on a triangle, with the 3rd act being the highest point.

first you have the Exposition, which could be defined as the point until Richard joins the greek class (if you ask me) (but you could define it up until a later point i suppose?)

the second act is when the tension builds up (thrilling momentum), which fits perfectly with the bacchanal and then the murder plans. maybe you could say the first act is until the bacchanal? well im not sure hahah

the third act is the Climax, OBVIOUSLY the murder and that's kind of where the peak is reached and everything after that is just,,, "calming" down from that point on (but it's not really calm rip)

the fourth act is "retardant momentum" which is where the tension kind of goes away and you have hope still, that despite knowing the book will end badlyy, it will still work out for the characters somehow, even though the greek class is DOOMED to go down

the fifth act (i am pinpointing the starting point as henry's Su1cide) is the "Catastrophy". Everything goes to shit and at the end everybody is unhappy, and while the main character doesn't die, i will say his soul does to some degree and it even ends with Francis' death to really drive home the point that a "good" character (Protagonist we are supposed to like) dies at the end and we have a true tragedy

NUMBER 2: Now this is just UGH i love it so much There are two different kids of dramas, plot wise: analytical drama and synthetic drama and TSH just shows us both types PERFECTLY

analytical Drama is the type of drama (like for example Oedipus) where you already know the ending in the beginning, but the plot of the drama is "how do we get to this horrible point" and that is just EXACTLY the first part of TSH

synthetic Drama is the second part of TSH, you start at a point and the plot is just,,, "how does the story continue from here" to put it simply

TL;DR I agree with OP SOOOOO much because Donna Tartt wrote TSH NOT with the medium of television in mind, she wrote it KNOWING drama theory relating to the building of tension and when to put which plot point and she incorporated it perfectly in her story, so in reality Theater is not only the best, but truly the ONLY way to authentically act out TSH

Am I the only one who thinks The Secret History would be way more interesting as a stage play than a movie? It could be put on in the same style as a Greek tragedy, taking inspiration from ancient performances. Or there could be constant rotating sets and backgrounds, but the mountains and the cliffs always being present onstage, reminding us that what no matter what Richard is telling us, and no matter how much Richard and the Greek class try to rationalize it, they will always be haunted by what they have done. THINK ABOUT HOW THE BACCHANAL COULD BE SHOWN

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i like the alpha alessia and omega leah pairing do you have any more hcs like pregnant!leah or them as parents? Or leah in heat? Nesting? Just anything!!!!!

Alpha Alessia x Omega Leah General HCs -

Alessia Coming to Arsenal -

Obviously they knew eachother from England camps

Obviously the attraction was there

But it wasn’t until lessis first week at arsenal that things really happened.

Leah was all needy and needed something someone

But everyone who usually helped her just seemed so blah

Then lessi was training particularly hard and sweated of her scent patch and WOAH

Leah’s eyes snapped to her so so so fucking fast and she was just dragging her away

Getting Together -

Sex. Thats how they got together.

Sex that happened in the back seat of alessia’s car

Hot, needy, messy, intense sex

Just lessi clapping leahs cheeks in doggy

They are just lucky that lessi had a nee pack of condoms in that car.

General Relationship Fluff -

Soft soft soft babys

So loving with eachother.

Lessi cooks and leah sits on the counter, not ti eat the cut offs because shes so picky but just to get kisses

Lessi caters to leah’s 4 year old pallet without complaint

Leah just looks so cute chomping on her potato smileys

Alessia does anything leah needs

Without her asking

Like she sees it, she does it.

She drives leah around, Leahs her passenger princess

Without complaint.

Morning with them are always difficult

Neither wants to get up so they are cuddling and kissing while they lay there

Eventually one of them pulls the other up and into the shower.

Lessi is always putting leah on her lap and nuzzling into her

Always sharing clothes.

Leah never admits it but when alessia was away for a while when leah did her acl and was recovering. she was in lessis old man u or unc gear

Just pouting her little pout missing her gf

So many sessions of playfull rough housing.

Heats & Ruts -

They are synced up

If ones in heat the other is in rut and vice versa

They are both so needy during this time

Noone can contact them they are just pound mf town

Rough sex or soft sex it doesnt matter they are going for hourrrrrs

So much oral and so many cream pies

Leah’s Nesting -

Leah nesting for the first time at Alessia’s was cute

They were planning a movie night and lessi nipped down to put in the potato smileys and start the pasta and came back to her room looking different

A pile of cussions and hoodies and pillows in the corner on a make shift mattress and a pouty leah saying “wrong”

Leah was just so cute right there lessi almost died.

The next day they got propper nesting supplies and did it right.

Alessia’s Denning -

She didnt originally have a den at leah’s

She didnt really need it

Leah wanted her to have one though

She wanted to make sure lessi was comfortable with her properly

She just bought a loud of stuff and set up her den in the living room

They fuck in it alot

Then they fuck in leahs nest

Pregnant!Leah -

When she found out she was pregnant she was purring like crazy

Just running to alessia and telling her the news.

Alessia cried.

She was always just as happy

The two were clinging to each other rumbling and purring all day.

Pregnant Leah always rubs at her bump when she looks at lessi like shes saying “thats ur mama”

The pup ALWAYS kicks when lessi is playing or an arsenal game is on

Shes always talking to the bump about them being england and arsenals next big player.

Ofc lessi sooooo does the lifting the bump thing.

Lessi would do the cooking a dish based on the babys size trend but leah wouldn’t eat it so instead she lets leah know the size as she kisses the bump

Ofc leahs sex drive is high too but lessis so so so scared to hurt them that she just eats her out.

Pup Stuff -

Mama lessi and mummy leah are such doting loving parents to their son.

Just always at there kids events

When the pup is young they spend afternoons at the training ground and often take naps in the nest there

That pup is raised as an arsenal supporter

Lessi failed the rock paper scissors so their next pup, a daughter, is man united through and through.

Much to her mama and auntie mary n ellas love.

Their son is a perfect mix of them, with leahs smile and now with lessis laugh and lessis eyes

Their daughter though is a mini lessi completely.

The last pregnancy was so tough on leah tho that lessi got a vasectomy

They plan to adopt tho

[stars-for-circe]

Circe's Most Frequented 🤍🤍🤍

My favourite authors over many different fandoms, for your indulgence.

@astralnymphh - TLOU, sapphic, shakespeare reborn

𖣂 There is no one else who could begin this list except for you tbh. One of the first authors I ever followed on this app and your work has never failed to blow me away; from your beautifully paced works that never run out of new prompts and tropes that you always nail, to your crazy big words you scavenged from wordhippo and managed to intergrate perfectly into your fics. To the Ellie Williams enthusiasts, give her fics a read and I promise it will change the trajectory of your lives forever. And don't be afraid to send her an ask, because she will quite literally craft a masterpiece.

𖣂 My recommendation: 'The Salvo Project'

@vifilms - TLOU, sapphic, she makes tumblr formatting her bitch

𖣂 At first it was your witty drabbles, then you graduated to 10k fics that take everyone's breath away. The way you can turn a single tiny idea into such a detailed work while also integrating the essence of each character you write into every single paragraph never fails to amaze me every time you appear on my feed. With your constantly changing layouts, and your beautifully crafted fic headers that show just how much of your heart goes into everything you put onto this app, you keep raising the bar again and again.

𖣂 My recommendation: 'Long Night, Long Ride'

@sweetercalypso - TLOU, multi

𖣂 Also one of my first follows, I remember quite clearly scrolling through the Abby Anderson tag on ao3 and being so blown away that I basically did a cartwheel when I saw you on tumblr. Your fics are the perfect late-night fix that are to-the-point, and your drabbles are filled with every trope anyone could even think up. And I'll shamelessly admit that reading your fics definitely moved Joel up quite a few slots in who I liked most within tlou.

𖣂 My recommendations: 'Texas Hold 'Em' + 'Uncharted Territory'

@the-kr8tor - Spiderverse, f/m, sfw

𖣂 I gotta say, this third movie needs to speed up so more people can come here and see how well you write for the spiderverse. Finding you in the tags was like a breath of fresh air, and your series works have kept me up at night on more than one occasion because of their binge-worthy goodness! From the adorable drabbles of Billie and Ramona, to the ups and downs that come with being a pirate, your works keep me invested even in the first, second....twenty-something times I've reread them.

𖣂 My recommendation: 'Our Place In The Middle Of Nowhere'

@s-4pphics - TLOU, Arcane, sapphic

𖣂 I hope you know that when you released 'The Call', it kept me up at night. Seriously, you're a genius. Maybe this style has been written before but it's the first time I've seen it. And amidst all the Sevika and Vi works that were being pumped out after the release of season 2, that fucking gem was put on my feed and it genuinely blew my mind. It was the perfect combination of crack-style fic and dark humour, coming together to make this smutty, hilarious, jaw dropping fic that had me pacing around my room a couple times - one of my favourites of all time.

𖣂 My recommendation, obviously: 'The Call'

@taintandviolent - Ahs, f/m, multi-fandom extraordinaire

𖣂 First of all, your username is fucking genius. Like actually, it had me saying it out loud and having such an OHHH moment and now I can't stop thinking about how cool it is. Secondly, if anyone has a taste for dark, gritty, horror infused tropes, or loves anything Evan Peters just like I do, her blog is the way to go. Her page is unapologetically for the monster-loving girlies who 'can fix him', and there's a little bit in there for every fandom that finds her. You're one of my favourite authors to send requests to, and you have definitely made me see Bill Skarsgard in a different light as of recent. 𖣂 My recommendation: 'Ouija Board’

[ladysherreeamore]

What's the difference?

Some of you are saying don't say Nic is pregnant, she hasn't said it so we shouldn't assume, that's fat shaming, you're delulu, etc...

I want to know why we can't acknowledge what's infront of our eyes? Is it because you think she isn't? You can't think it's fat shaming because those are two different situations. Fat shaming is when you look at someone's body and say mean cruel thing but when you notice someone is pregnant, it is the most beautiful and precious thing in the world. Do you only think it's fat shaming because of her size?

So many celebrities have fans notice their pregnancy and this is no different. Nicola hides it well but at times she does show it off on purpose. She knows a lot of us can see she is pregnant so she teases us. It's more than just seeing her belly grow that let a lot of us believe she's pregnant.

1. We know she loves wearing light colors but she's been seen in so much black (black hides baby bumps).

2. She touches her belly often and even posed touching her belly on purpose.

3. She often looks uncomfortable holding her back as if she's in pain.

4.When Luke and Nic were at the pub drinking Guinness in galway Nic didn't drink and she poured hers out.

5. The way she stood at the Kate Spade event with her hands tucked under her belly (i've only done this while pregnant) people who gain weight wouldn't want to draw attention to this area but pregnant women will unconsciously do these types of gestures.

6. She wears baggy clothes or uses other creative techniques to hide the baby bump.

7. JVN has done a lot of garden post and they coincide with tracking a pregnancy.

8. When Nic wore her dress for Kate Spade we noticed her legs are still small so she didn't seem to gain weight anywhere else so.

9. Her belly is past her very large boobs.

10. She has worn maternity clothes multiple times, including for the Time article and the Big Boys premiere.

11. JVN did a random post about a stroller (supposedly for his dog but never seen again).

12. She is wearing her rings on her ring fingers as if they don't fit her middle fingers anymore.

13. She wears clothes from the past, but we see it fits more snug when it used to be loose.

I will show you pictures of Halle Bailey when she was hiding her pregnancy.

She is also a celebrity who was pregnant and fans speculated she was, but why was is okay to notice her pregnancy and talk about it but it's not okay to talk about Nic's?

When we saw Halle obviously pregnant, she still didn't annouce it but we all knew. They would post videos in their home hiding the baby but we heard a baby cry in the background and she still said nothing. Finally after getting tired of hiding they post videos with the baby either of the back of his head or they would blur his face until they were ready to show the world.

We aren't delulu for thinking she's pregnant and we aren't body shaming when the clues are everywhere, you just need to open your eyes to notice what's right in front of you.

Now i'll ask this again, what's the difference?

[internet-kid-kenna]

So obviously at least one of the foxes is gonna shovel talk Jeremy sometime soon. Like when Kevin (and I'm assuming at least Andrew and Neil but maybe also Renee and Wymack?) comes out for the interview with Jean, someone is gonna pick up on the dynamic.

(honestly I have to bet Neil noticed something when he picked Jean up to go meet with the FBI, but Neil would never assume it's attraction LMAO, he just would have noticed something was *up*)

But when someone notices something between Jean and Jeremy when they come, someone is gonna pull Jeremy aside and be like "if you hurt Jean I will slice you six ways til Sunday." But there's so many options of who could do it and which one would be funniest.

Like if Kevin comes alone when he notices, is he gonna be jealous of Jeremy and/or Jean? happy for them? Upset and all "it'll be easier if you're straight" on them? If he does shovel talk Jeremy what does he say? It's not exactly like Kevin is the biggest fighter, like does he threaten to send Andrew and Neil after him? Or does he steel up and say he'd kill Jeremy himself and that's how Jeremy knows he's serious bc he knows Kevin wouldn't hurt anyone himself without a good reason?

But like other people doing the shovel talk is good too and I can see them so clearly (and have probably read fan fic about them but I've been reading so much fanfic it's all melting together in my brain so forgive me if you recognize this)

Like Neil, he probably would freak Jeremy out the most because of the whole his dad being a serial killer thing and if it's after Jeremy finds out how gr*yson really dies and knows Neil can order actual hits still, it'd actually freak him out. But also Jeremy is 100% the kind of guy who would be like if I ever hurt Jean like that please actually do order a hit on me because I deserve it.

But Andrew, Jeremy wouldn't be expecting it to come from Andrew. However, I think Neil definitely told Andrew that Jean compared gr*yson to dr*ke and that he had him killed. Therefore, I think Andrew's shovel talk would be not because Andrew is friends with Jean (cuz I don't think they are) but because Andrew wants Jeremy to know he will kill him if he touches Jean in a way he doesn't want to be touched. There may or may not be knife involved, either pressed against a throat or casually being twirled.

However, if Renee and Wymack come with, there's even more options.

Renee would definitely give Jeremy a shovel talk, Jeremy would not be expecting it and she'd probably scare him with how calmly she describes how easy taking apart a man is and that she'd have to borrow her knives from Andrew or something like that. But it's very clear that she loves Jean and wants him to genuinely find happiness.

Wymack would shovel talk even though he barely knows Jean, it would just be like that kid doesn't need to be hurt anymore than he has been and I don't care how good at exy you are or how far apart we live, if you don't take care of him I will fly here myself to rip you a new one.

I don't think we'll get more than one of these if we do get one, but I also think it'd be hilarious if literally everyone pulled Jeremy aside and is like do not hurt him or you will die and he is like, message received loud and clear, thank you.

[annoyinglesbian]

Something I actually love about the new animation is that Marinette has actual black hair for the first time, and it only changes to be blue when she's ladybug!!

obviously she also has a red tips in her pigtails when she's ladybug but her actual hair is blue when she's transformed!!!

this was a really common headcannon for so many years and it was also how I always imagined her to be in my head so I think it's really cool that it actually is in the show now!!!

all the superheroes and their civilian counterparts look way more different which is so much better both design-wise and storytelling wise

[harunade]

y/n being idol and loudly crushing over gunwook!! (like saying his name when people asked for type ) also make it spicy😘😘

ahhh i love this trope so much!!

“Y/nie, what are you looking for in a man?” the mc host asked every one of the members of your group. although it was just your first comeback, fans couldn’t help but be nosy about your romantic and personal lives. “ahh.. someone strong, smart, caring.. and adorable! like Gunwook-oppa!” you smiled at the camera with a light blush across your cheeks. the statement could come as controversial, as no one else other than you named someone. the other members stuck with vague descriptions.

your confession was accepted and viewed positively and surprisingly you weren’t attacked by many and weren’t forced to write an apology. even more, netizens were expecting a collab between the two of you as both you and Gunwook’s groups were promoting at the same time. “y/n, would you do a dance challange with Zerobaseone’s Gunwook? I’m sure the fans will love it” your manager asked you but the answer was obvious. You accepted in an instant, and went back to your dorm where you fangirled with your members. “oh my God, girl… I can’t believe you two will finally meet properly. i’m shipping so hard!!” hyunseo, your leader and also best friend cheered. she always feared negative feedback from such things, so you were content she was excited for you.

needless to say, your challenge with the idol went viral quickly. the opinions were mixed, but most people wanted to see more and more. your companies chose to milk this subject, and place the both of you in a romantic light whenever they got the chance. but you didn’t mind… neither did he.

xxx-xxx: hi, y/n! it’s gunwook. would you mind meeting me in my dressing room in 10 mins?

—

nothing could’ve prepared you for what happened next. as soon as you entered the older boy’s room, you were met with him sitting on a couch manspreading. he signaled for you to join him, and you obliged. “i don’t really know how to say this but.. obviously i saw the things our companies posted with us, and frankly, i really like you. so i really hope you saying that i’m your ideal type wasn’t just fanservice” you couldn’t take him for granted with the look he gave you. Gunwook had just finished performing, so he was sweaty and hus breathing was still unsteady. yet, you could only think about how hot he looked.

“of course i like you, wook. besides, you look so good right now i want to jump your bones” something had gotten over you and took over, you were never so bold. but, neither was he. “so do it”

you didn’t need any more words as you hovered over him and stranded his thighs. he looked up at you with doe eyes and slightly parted lips in anticipation. neither of you could take the tension that had been building over the past weeks, and you finally closed to gap between you, attacking his lips with yours. the relief made him groan in your moan, vibrations with were sent directly to your core. his much larger hands grabbed your hips and pushed them into his hardening cock, humping you from below. the stimulation took over you as your hips matched his rhythm. “need you…” but you both knew that if you were caught it would be over. so you both remained to being clothed.

thankfully, you only wore a skirt and panties, so the layer between the both of you was thin. he could feel your folds with his cock, as he himself wasn’t wearing thick clothes. you moaned as your clit hit his pelvis over and over again. “you look so good when you crumble like that. promise i will give you a proper fuck later” his plump lips were attached to your neck as he whispered sweet words into your ear. it didn’t take you long to reach your high, and the shaking and moaning pushed him of the edge, too.

when you finally lifted yourself, you saw the wet stain on his crotch that was a mix of your fluids. “sorry about the stain” you were dying from embarrassment. “don’t worry, pretty. make it up to me later?” you smiled and nodded.

gunwook pulled you in for a kiss before you had to leave. “you will never guess what happened” hyunseo, who was on the other side of the phone, was announced as you were quickly going back to your dorm, hoping no one saw you

[grammarpedant]

Crashes in here, hi this is my main blog and I just saw the tags you left on my art of Miki and the CombatBot and I'm going just a little insane over them. I've been thinking of a fic from Miki's POV for Rogue Protocol for a while and while I don't think I have the skill to pull that off I am SO EXCITED to see that someone else has had the same thought!!! Urg... I just love Miki so so much and seeing how the events unfold from its POV would be so interesting.

I think I gotta go draw Miki some more now hehe. Good luck with writing!!

(the Miki art in question)

Hehe, right? Miki is SUCH a character full of so many hidden depths and surprises, greatest of all is that it's also exactly what it looks like on the surface, in full sincerity: a sweet, kind person of a bot that cared very deeply about its friends and wanted to be able to count Murderbot among them. It also deliberately obfuscates the truth from Murderbot and from Don Abene alike on multiple occasions, it seems to sense what MB means and feels through the feed almost better than MB itself, it's a science bot with visual magnification abilities beyond MB's, when it's stressed and pressed for time it stops trying to talk like a human and goes back to its native code language; Miki has in-jokes with its human friends, but I never had a friend like me. And that's just random stuff I pulled from skimming the book looking for something else! Miki is just such a fascinating character!!

And in this fandom we just LOVE our outsider POVs, haha. I'm sure others have done or tried to do Miki POV of the book before, but I'm gonna use this moment as an opportunity to gush about the thing I want to write- I left the tags that I did because what came to me first was the bit leading up to the same scene you've depicted, the tragic beauty of Miki choosing the trajectory that it did. I have a heartwrenching final scene of Miki's POV in those moments that I absolutely cannot show anyone, not least because the scene simply will not hit as hard as it could unless I actually lay the groundwork that would give it a real punch.

Miki would be about (is about) self-determination, right, obviously. But the Miki POV I want to write would also be about a character caught between connection and alienation, a bot among humans and all that entails. —People love and protect Miki, yes, but do they understand it? Don Abene loved it, and Miki loved her too, and what about all the times they struggled to understand each other? The work that it takes to overcome miscommunication? How does Miki feel, knowing that there are some experiences it just cannot share with its human friends, nor they with it? Do they understand each other regardless? Does anybody ever really understand another person? —Miki has a way of talking that's a little clipped and which may seem "childish" to a reader at first glance; given that in times of stress it defaults back to a nonverbal-to-humans mode of bot communication, might we draw parallels between it and the semiverbal disabled experience? —For perhaps the first time in its life Miki met someone who could understand it reflexively, instinctively, empathize with its machinic experiences almost effortlessly. How does it understand this person's refusal to accept the vulnerability of connection? Does Miki understand Murderbot, and if so how much? In what ways?

Those are the themes I'd want to pull at, and to do so I'd use the motifs of Miki's scientific research function. Its literal ability to perceive the world differently from both humans and from MB, its framing of the world through numbers and measurement and factoids and analysis that is nevertheless beautiful to it, even when it struggles to put that beauty to human words. Names. Identity. Choice and free will. Emotion and connection. What Miki was thinking when it looked at MB's camera at the nebula storm and said, Pretty! The jokes and media and little moments it shares with Don Abene. The love and happiness that made it so secure in itself. If I could just get through the groundwork of it all... it would be beautiful. At least as beautiful as the art you drew.

Anyway, I hope you keep drawing Miki, friend! The art you did has already inspired me a bit more 🥰

[aerinmoriarty]

Remember right before the lover release and the masters heist, Taylor performed Me with Brendan Urie and there was that massive golden butterfly?

Well I’ve been doing more research on the Laurel Canyon queer scene, and came across this:

I’ve been tracking Taylor’s obsession with queer women in showbiz for a while now, and Greta Garbo is obviously on that list (alongside Katharine Hepburn, Marlene Dietrich, and other Sewing Circle icons).

One of my favorite parts of Gaylorism is how much I have learned about queer history by trying to figure out the puzzles Taylor has left in her work. So much of our history is suppressed, so many of our relationships are disregarded, and our histories overlooked by straight historians. One has to become something of an amateur historian, researcher, and interpreter of queer signs and symbols to locate and identify the queer people from previous generations.

And I went to a college that offered queer media courses and I took them, but I have still learned more over the past couple years of trying to interpret Taylor’s signs and symbols and references than I could have in dozens of classes.



Every single one of us is a quilt, made up of fragments of the people, places and things that we have experienced, sewn together by the love we have for ourselves. And so much of Taylor’s art is an enormous quilt, comprised of all the things that have influenced and created her as well.

And so much of what I believe her point to be is simply: teaching us how to dig deep, solve mysteries, and learn about ourselves in the process.

[pollux-starsz]

introduced my mama to @wyervan's slasher au, guess what

Shes insane for it just as i am (we're so swag) and EEEESSSHHH she is crushing on sun!!! Adores your art sososo much, said she eat it if it were cookies!!

Check the au out!!💗💓 stuff under the cut :3

Was doing a lot of whiteboarding lately! A ton of Kalamela stuff and whatnot, i love her sosos much.

Plus a fun art I did with @su-gu3 with their Slasher OC, Kilonova! I drew the two hanging out together and we're friends so we obviously had to make them be besties😆 they're hanging out while Kilonova crushes over Sun :3c

Yes I did have a vision of the slashy boys fighting over who gets the first dance, more on that below the art😋

Before the dance stuff, the last art piece is actually a much more like- i guess lore like piece hdodndod

The masks that Sun and Moon use plus the blood represents the killings. The heart represents Ethan, because she deep down adores that child.

(Even if she struggles to show it sometimes)

I have a feeewww other versions but they're not finished yet💔😅

Okay dance time! So Crystal Cove holds this little event every few months to raise money for charity ( the owners being a cute old couple aaugghhhh <3)

And Kalamela and basically all the other staff normally work that night to avoid any issues and also to raise support as well. She often doesn't dress up since she doesn't feel like it, that and also theres a few customers who are creeps- im actually writing about that and purposely making her beat their asses- and tries to just avoid the overall commotion and craziness! But the boys wont take no for an answer because she always spoils them so why not give her a night to have some fun eh?

More rambles below :3c

- I was thinking about this a lot but I think at some point she'd have to ask if Sun and Moon could let Ethan stay with them so he won't be witnessing a bunch of bullshit from his father, who sometimes comes over to her place just to start problems. I like to imagine she'll call them at least 30 minutes before he arrives and drives him over to their place to stay for a few hours until things calm down because she knows they'll take care of him!

- Kalamela isn't the type for romance movies, unless it's the Titanic, but I dont even know if that would be out in the very specific year the au takes place in considering it was released in 1997!! Either way😙 She often prefers horror movies and I think she'd really enjoy watching them with Sun, maybe its just so she has an excuse to cuddle up against him or just the thrill of watching some action! Who knowssss~

- She often lets Moon take Mango home for the night, he loves that parrot so much. Which usually gets an "Again?" from Sun because he always watches her whenever he gets the smallest chance.

- She definitely goes absolutely CRAZY on presents for holidays like Valentine's or Christmas for these two. I have a feeling she'd notice that they clearly didn't have the best childhood or ways growing up, and being in a similar situation because her family is extremely religious and she never had any freedom until she moved away, she often tries to make them happy and gets them as many gifts as possible. She spent all her money on them at on point and her only explanation was "I care for you guys a bit too much."

- cough wyervan ever since you mentioned that throwing a rock situation to get it through their heads that Kalamela loves them more than friends I can't help but imagine that she'd ask her friends about how to talk to them and her two friends, (Sprite and Eclipse, both guys, married gay men. They are extremely supportive. Would be great to have a beer with btw.) offer to help her, and eclipse throws a rock at both of them with a note attached to it while she just stands there in absolute shock that he actually aimed for their head. Oh and Sprite had to help Moon hold Sun back from beating his ass. Good times.

- I feel like at some point she would accidentally come across them killing someone and it results in this huge "oh shiiiitttt" moment from Sun and Moon as they drag her away into a more secluded area and then beg her not to tell anyone. (Even though her and Moon already talk about the killings, he still freaked) She doesn't rat them out because she is NOT getting slashed today, but often finds herself contemplating whether she should move and cut contact with them, despite the fact she loves them oh-so dearly!

[twistedpink]

Hello! Not an ask, just fangirl rambling (not sure if you're into that though.?)

In answer to your ''Lilia vs Idia x Reader anyone'' from a few days ago YES I AGREE we see tons of adeuce x reader and idia x azul x reader but never with Lilia and Idia?? Which makes no sense to me, there's so much potential there! Firstly Lilia and Idia's relationship is as incredibly funny as it is touching (on top of being the two best written characters in this game but I may be biased), secondly their personalities balance each other so well, and thirdly the scenarios possibilities - them not knowing they're online bff when reader becomes close friends with them both separately (Idia moping and judging at the same time cause you're hanging with the n°1 freaky extrovert, going ''yeah obviously you'd rather spend time with a charismatic hyper dude than me...'' and ''ugh you like this guy??'' at the same time. Meanwhile Lilia finds it endearing that you'd befriend such a socially awkward guy, but also, you have weird taste?) and then bring in romance and jealousy and they get worse. But then again, make them realize they're actually online bff!! And now reader can hang out with both of them at once, and do so many fun group activities (playing four players games with Ortho -grim canonically gets frustrated with controllers : ( going to premo concerts, to cons, perhaps even a cat or game cafe), Lilia would happily drag Idia out of his room, literally if needed, and Ortho would be ecstatic his brother has not one but two friends, gets out more and always ends up having a good time (on top of building confidence and trust in others)! And maybe even Lilia could get emotional growth out of it; if two people not from his found family keep telling him how awesome and loved he is perhaps he'd start internalizing it and value himself more? But also the bittersweet romantic tension in a bff trio! Uuugghh why does no one writes fic about them

Just consider the perfect imageries of their duo : SF and medieval fantasy! Otaku shut in and chaotic adhd hyper goth! Vampire-like dark fae weapon of war and literal god of the underworld (the goth dream)! The height difference! -and somehow a great deal of their clothes are the same size

also, the snark fest would be phenomenal with both their forces combined

YES my favourite part of the musclegloom dynamic is that this is their escape, and obviously they have no idea it’s just “that guy from class” bc even if they did get close it’s pretty wild to accuse someone that you’ve been playing RPGs together for an extended period of time. Imagine the TENSION when you get closer to them as indidviduals- peeling back the layers and going “hey! I used to play something exactly like this back home, can I sit in?” And bc they’re whipped they let you, but those gaming accounts are sacred!!! So Idia starts beginner friendly games w/ you and Lils just plays the stuff he likes on new accs. Imagine being with Idia on a new game (inching your way into his lap bc sue me it’s cold) WHILE getting spammed by Lilia. Your phone’s vibrating every couple seconds and Idia’s scowl just gets worse bc he knows exactly who it is. Even going as far to TRIPLE TEXT you (wowwww record breaking) next time you’re in diasomnia despite flaming your “baby-metal mob” for doing the same thing last week. The boys accidentally finding and WEARING each other’s stuff (Lilia does it on purpose- free is free) (Idia has one sided beef and Ortho restocks his closet anyways. He doesn’t know what belongs there on a good day)

+ This and FWB, Ids needs to become your boyfriend for his confidence and Lilia is a massive swinger no matter how possessive he gets. He has you when he needs to, AND the rush of stealing you away from someone??? You spoil him <3

[sgt-bluesummers]

CoD:MW 141 headcannons bc I'm insane !!!!!

(This will be for og bc I haven't played the remakes yet (I kind of want to just for gaz and ghoap tbh bc I love how gaz fans write him..))

💀Ghost:

Obviously very untrusting of ppl due to *gestures at all of him* but for the few ppl he does trust and is close with he is absoloutly clingy. You will barely ever find him and roach apart unless one is off on a mission without the other

Trans. You can decide which way but Ghost is trans you cannot change my mind

ALOT of internalised homophobia thanks to his father. The moment he realises he might be crushing on roach he starts to pull away, trying to avoid the other man completely to maybe get his feelings to stop but it obviously doesn't work

He doesn't own much (low-key scared to have much out of fear that they could be broken/taken) but the things he does own he treasures. Despite popular opinion, he only has one mask and the moment it gets dirty (blood, dirt, even rain) he scrubs it clean by hand the moment he's on base (he doesn't trust to put it in the wash, and bc of its material it would shrink in the wash anyway (trust me as a guy who wears gloves everywhere))

Doesn't even like going anywhere near his home city, not just for the memories but also bc of the 'Riley family murders' (which he got framed for) since he doesnt wanna get recognised and arrested bc for that time since his face was all over the local paper for a good while

He trusts Soap and if he ever needs to cool off from something upsetting him or whatver on base and roach isn't around, he goes right to his captain's office and just zones out in there till his head clears, Soap just leaves him to it

Will MELT at the slightest bit of affection after hes calmed down from the original fear of it turning to pain. The first time Roach scratches at his hair whilst they're both exhausted from a long mission he goes entirely limp

He was so so so untrusting of Price when he met the man for the first time after saving him from the gulag, felt really auspicious and protective of the way Soap immediately stepped down from captain for Price and of the way Soap seemed more... subdued. (Obviously learned to trsut Price but it took a while)

Autistic and almost always masking

When he isn't, he likes to play with knives (he collects them)

🪳Roach:

He's not entirely mute but he doesn't talk much either. He really only talks if he absoloutly has to, like communicating something important over comms on missions, otherwise he uses sign language.

When he does talk his voice is really rough and it hurts to talk for long

He WILL speak up though on base if he ever hears anyone talking shit about Ghost (like calling Ghost weird, or creepy, or anything else along those lines. Bc like. That's his guy >:( )

Low-key just as clingy as Ghost it's just less noticable when he does it since alot of ppl don't notice him anyway (he is short and quiet)

Autistic as well (and trans :3)

Plays rock paper scissors with himself as a stim

Always 'forgets' to bring a lighter when he goes to join Ghost for a smoke so they have to put the tips together and he gets to stare into Ghost's eyes whilst Ghost avoids eye contact

Follows Soap around like a lost puppy when Ghost isn't on base and is generally really trusting of the captain especially since Soap took him under his wing

Got his name from surviving missions no matter how many times he almost dies (cliff hanger, that one mission where he has to run through a town entirely unarmed in a short time, actually literally any mission he goes on)

🧼Soap aka 📕Mactavish

Always carrying his journal everywhere no matter what. Come hell or high water he has that book on him

As mentioned in said book, ever since price supposedly died he's been smoking the same exact brand of cigar price used to, even if its a slightly more expensive brand he sees it as worth it

He also always carries Price's old pistol on him, just in case he ever sees the man in question again and can finally give it back.. (expects that the place he'll give it back in will be hell)

The day the little rookie known as roach got onto his base he immediately saw himself in the young man and immediately took roach under his wing

He's just a little bit protective of his team.. he's lost so many ppl in his life and he's unwilling to lose more

Absoloutly devastated when he finds out Ghost and roach died, he just doesn't fully let it hit him until he finally gets to sit down in a safe house without bleeding out. He's inconsolable for hours

He had a lil bit of a crush on Price throughout mw1 ever since the first mission.. just a bit of puppy love until the final mission where they both almost die and it grows into something a bit more real... he even almost confesses before Price gets taken. After Price comes back, on that first night, he lays it all out. Doesn't wanna lose his chance again.

Every night after he finds himself not cold and alone in bed anymore crying out for his captain in his sleep, but instead held by the only man he allows to protect him rather than he being the one to do the protecting

He let's all his exhaustion built up from months take over the second he hands back the title of captain to Price, passes out and sleeps the best he ever had that night

He's trans too, btw, may as well be called t4t rather than 141

I don't have much for price rn sorry about that... just know that he's just as dependant on Soap as Soap is for him and he's also trans bc I said so... and bc I like projecting :3