#ohhh brain worms are back

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Out Of Context memes for my latest WIP

bonus:

[museofthepyre]

I am once again dropping stupid doodles of your ocs in your ask box (I am so sorry)

I drew these from memory because I was out and about and didn't have my phone to look up references but I COULDN'T. STOP. thinking. about the sillies!!!

EEEEHEHEHE I AM FOREVER IN LOVE WITH THE WAY YOU DRAW THEM HOLYSHJT THANK YOU FOR THIS FEAST I AM. OMNOMNOMNOM. JUMPING UP AND DOWN!!! “You’ve yee’d your last haw” Harlow is accurate he would say something like that in dead seriousness and think it was a badass one liner.

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Second Chances - Part Four of ?

Pairings: Beau Arlen x Y/N Female reader

Series Summary: A chance meeting in a grocery store brings a second chance for you and for Beau. The only thing standing in your way are your respective pasts... and a tiny little roadblock.

Word Count: 3,070

Tags/Warnings: So much fluff, mentions police work, toddlers/children and parenting, a touch of profanity

A/N: Comments, Likes, Reblogs, Kind feedback are always highly appreciated. Please let me know if you want to be added to the tag list! I couldn't resist--I gotta have me some Beau while writing Dean! This is a brand new story of Beau and female reader! Surprise! A new chapter so soon! I just had to get it out!

Divider: credit to @sweetmelodygraphics

Chapter Four: Friendly Fire

Beau wrote and rewrote the text message a dozen times, each one sounding more pathetic than the last. It was supposed to be simple, easy. Just a sweet message to ask Y/N out. Instead, it was a jumble of trying to sound casual and collected, but more like desperate and needy.

God. He should’ve just asked her out when he saw her at the farmer’s market, but noooo…. He had to just kiss her and wish her well. Just a smooch and see you later. A wham bam thank you ma’am.

Beau groaned when that thought crossed his mind. He wasn’t that crude, that… Hell, he couldn’t even describe it. He just knew he hadn’t been the type to take a woman to bed and never call her again. Even before Carla, he was the serious type, not the player.

With Y/N though, it were as though all sense left his brain. He couldn’t function around her. The farmer’s market made him clutch, made him think of starting over in a big way. Little Eliza, God, that kid was worming her way into his heart. In the privacy of his mind, he knew he wouldn’t mind being a father to her.

Too soon. Far too soon… right? He almost called up his mama just to see what she’d say. Maybe knock some sense into him, get him to slow down. But Christ,… the heart wanted what the heart wanted.

“You groan one more time I’m going to do a Gibbs to you,” Doris said, his whirlwind of a secretary, as she walked into his office.

Startled, he looked up. “A what?”

Doris rolled her eyes. “Mark Harmon had been acting as Leroy Gibbs for over a decade and you never heard of him?”

Baffled, Beau could only stare. “Who?”

Doris rubbed her forehead. “You truly don’t watch television, do you, Beau?”

“No, I don’t,” he said with a wry chuckle.

Doris shook her head and came up behind him to perform the Gibbs slap—lightly—on the back of Beau’s head. “That was a Gibbs,” she said fondly.

“You wanted to smack me because I groaned?” Beau regarded Doris dubiously. “Doris, I may like your lasagna but that don’t mean you can hit me anytime ya like.”

Doris chuckled and flashed a smile at him. “A shame. You might like a spank or two.”

“Doris!” Beau knew she took more liberties than most of those in the sheriff’s department, and he allowed it simply because she had the right instincts. She knew and saw things that others might miss. Occasionally though, she crossed into a boundary that felt a little too intimate for comfort.

“Oh all right,” she said, apologetic. She tilted her head at him. “Still… what has you all riled up?”

“Not a what, a who,” he admitted.

“Ohhh…” Doris looked intrigued. She honestly thought he’d live as a monk after his divorce. She grabbed a seat and sat down, leaning forward with interest. “What’s her name?”

Beau told her the whole tidbit—how he met Y/N at the store, felt utterly charmed by her daughter, how the first date went, the meeting at the farmer’s market, and how incapable he seemed at asking her out again. Doris heard him out, never once making commentary. When he finished, she sat back and regarded him with an expression he couldn’t read.

“Texting,” Doris said at last, “lacks class, Beau. You should know better.”

He blinked at her. “Well…” He stopped, glanced at his phone. He thought back to how his mama regaled him with stories of how his father had asked her out. One of them stirred in his mind.

“Doris… you know everythin’ about everybody in this town,” he said slowly. “Do you know where Y/N works?”

“I might. Why? What are you thinking?”

Beau tapped his finger on the desk. “I’m thinkin’ I’m gonna send some flowers. Sweet ones. With a note askin’ her out.”

Doris smiled, pleased. “I’ll track down her employment,” she said. “That’s a much better idea.”

He debated roses. Red ones, maybe, for love, but decided against it. He decided Y/N deserved better than the standard, stereotypical roses. He opted for white wildflowers that were softened by sprigs of lavender. When Doris found out, he worried she’d give him another Gibbs slap. Instead she merely nodded, pleased.

Still, he was a nervous wreck until Y/N called him shy of him closing for the day. When he saw her name on the call display, he nearly dropped his phone.

“Beau Arlen speaking,” he said, answering the phone.

“Hi,” Y/N replied, her voice shy and touched with wonder. “It’s me.”

Beau debated pulling a sad joke and wisely kept it to himself. “Good to hear from ya, darlin’,” he said, and meant it.

“I got your flowers,” she said, and he could hear the smile, picture the soft expression on her face. “And the card.”

Beau felt his heart clench. He knew she all but made it clear that she was interested in another date. Even so, feelings could change. He waited with bated breath as she continued.

“They’re beautiful,” Y/N went on. “And yes. My answer’s yes.”

He felt the smile, slow and warm, spread on his face. “Darlin’, you just made my day. My night. My week.”

She chuckled, her voice dropping to a soft level. It did things to his groin, pulled at his heartstrings. He wanted to see her spread out beneath him as he touched her. Oh God, he really was done for.

“What day are you thinking?” she asked.

“How about Saturday afternoon? I was thinkin’ a picnic at the park,” he said. He was a master at picnics.

“Oh Beau…” The way she breathed his name almost undid him. “That sounds lovely.”

Beau cleared his throat, fought to keep his composure. “Then I’ll see you Saturday,” he said.

“Saturday,” she agreed.

When Saturday came, he was a knot of anxiety. He wanted the date to go well, so very well. Especially considering what happened during their first date. Or to him. His knuckles were healing, but it looked as though he’ll have scars. He’ll wear them proudly if it meant he got to be with Y/N.

He packed a basket, brought several blankets, and a cooler with sparkling strawberry. He texted Y/N asking what allergies she had, if any, so he didn’t unintentionally trigger an allergy attack.

Then the time came. He was such a mess. His nerves prickled with seeing her again, kissing her. He drove to her home, his thumbs tapping the steering wheel, a pattern to ease his nerves.

When he knocked on the door, he smiled when she opened it. Then the look on her face made his smile drop and concern wrinkle his brow.

“Hey darlin’,” he greeted. “What’s wrong?”

Y/N heaved a sigh. “My babysitter canceled,” she said. “I’m sorry, Beau. We’ll need to reschedule.”

He frowned, baffled. “Why? Bring her with. I won’t mind.”

Y/N gave a start. “Are… are you sure?” She seemed so surprised that he wanted to bring a toddler to a date. Eliza was prone to wild energies that would undoubtedly make any intimate moments impossible. That Beau not only decided not to cancel or reschedule, he wanted to bring the toddler with them.

“Yeah,” he said firmly. “Bring her with. I love the kid. You might have to bring somethin’ she can eat, but I ain’t gonna mind. She’s a darlin’.”

Y/N stared at him, thoroughly stunned. “O-okay. Give me a moment then.”

The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the sprawling park, where a checkered blanket was spread out under the shade of an ancient oak tree. A wicker basket brimming with sandwiches, fruit, and cookies sat in the center, surrounded by scattered toys and a half-empty juice box. Eliza was giggling uncontrollably as Beau pretended to lose a tug-of-war match against her tiny but determined strength. His exaggerated groans of defeat sent her into peals of laughter.

“You’re too strong for me, Eliza!” Beau said dramatically, falling back onto the blanket with a hand over his heart. “I surrender!”

Eliza crawled over to him and tapped his forehead. “Bo-Bo funny,” she declared triumphantly.

Y/N watched the scene from her spot on the blanket, her lips curving into a soft smile. The way Beau interacted with her daughter tugged at something deep inside her—something warm and unsettling all at once. He wasn’t just playing; he was present, fully engaged in a way that made her chest ache. Eliza adored him, and it was impossible not to see why.

“She’s got you wrapped around her little finger,” Y/N teased as Beau sat up, brushing grass off his shirt.

He grinned, his green eyes sparkling as he glanced at her. “What can I say? She’s irresistible.”

The sincerity in his tone caught her off guard. She shifted slightly, turning her attention to peeling an orange for Eliza, but her mind was spinning. It was too soon, wasn’t it? Too soon for him to be this good with her daughter, too soon for her heart to be so drawn to him.

Beau leaned back on his hands, watching Eliza toddle off to chase a butterfly. “She’s a good kid, Y/N,” he said softly. “You’ve done a hell of a job with her.”

Y/N’s throat tightened. She wasn’t used to compliments like that, especially ones that felt so genuine. “Thanks,” she murmured, not trusting herself to say more.

Beau shifted closer, his knee brushing hers as he reached for the thermos of lemonade. The casual touch sent a jolt through her, and she forced herself to stay still, to not pull away. This wasn’t like her. She was always cautious, always guarded. But Beau… he had a way of making her feel safe in a way that terrified her.

Eliza’s laughter had quieted, and her energy, boundless only moments ago, was beginning to wane. She rubbed her eyes with small fists and toddled toward Y/N, then changed course mid-step and headed straight for Beau.

Beau noticed her wobbling steps and opened his arms just as her little legs gave out. “Whoa there, wolf-child,” he said, catching her easily. “Tuckered yourself out, huh?”

Eliza mumbled something incoherent, her cheek pressing against his chest as her small hands clutched at his shirt. Beau adjusted his hold, cradling her securely against him. Her head fit perfectly beneath his chin, and her soft, even breaths began to slow.

Y/N watched from a few feet away, her lips parting slightly in surprise. Eliza wasn’t one to fall asleep in the arms of just anyone. She needed her familiar comforts—her blanket, her mom, the quiet hum of a lullaby. But now, she lay completely still in Beau’s arms, her little body curled against his warmth, her fingers tangled in the fabric of his shirt.

Beau looked over at Y/N, his green eyes warm and filled with something she couldn’t quite name. “She’s out,” he whispered, a soft smile tugging at his lips.

Y/N nodded, her voice equally quiet. “That’s… rare,” she admitted, watching them with an expression that wavered between awe and disbelief.

Beau shifted slightly, one hand supporting Eliza’s back while the other smoothed over her tiny curls. “Guess she feels safe,” he murmured, his tone tinged with reverence, as though he understood just how precious the moment was.

Y/N swallowed hard, her chest tightening. Seeing him like this, so tender and natural with her daughter, was almost too much. She looked away briefly, busying herself with packing up the picnic blanket, but her eyes kept drifting back to them.

Eliza stirred faintly in Beau’s arms, a soft sigh escaping her lips before she settled back into slumber. “All right, darlin’,” Beau said softly, standing slowly to avoid waking her. “Let’s get this little one into the car seat.”

He walked with careful, measured steps toward Y/N’s car seat, as though carrying something impossibly delicate. Y/N followed, her heart thudding in her chest as she watched the way he held Eliza, as if she were the most precious thing in the world.

When they reached the car seat, Y/N stood back, giving Beau space. He crouched low, still cradling Eliza as he examined the car seat with a practiced eye. “You mind if I?” he asked, glancing at Y/N.

“Go ahead,” she said softly, her voice catching in her throat.

Beau gently lowered Eliza into the car seat, his movements deliberate and smooth. She stirred only slightly as he buckled her in, her little head tilting to one side. He grabbed the soft blanket, tucking it snugly around her. “There we go,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Y/N sat on the blanket, her arms crossed loosely. She couldn’t take her eyes off him, the way he checked and re-checked the straps to ensure Eliza was secure, the way he adjusted the blanket one last time. It was such a simple act, but it carried so much weight.

Beau straightened and turned to her, his hands on his hips, a faint smile playing on his lips. “All set. She’s out like a light.”

“Thank you,” Y/N said, her voice quiet but filled with gratitude. “You didn’t have to—”

“Didn’t have to,” Beau interrupted, his gaze steady and sincere. “But I wanted to. She’s a good kid, Y/N. And she’s lucky to have you.”

Y/N felt her cheeks warm, and she looked away, suddenly self-conscious under the intensity of his gaze. “You’re too good at this,” she said lightly, though her voice wavered.

Beau chuckled softly, the sound low and warm. “Had my practice with Em. But I’ll admit, it feels different with her.”

“Different how?” Y/N asked, her curiosity overcoming her caution.

Beau hesitated, his smile softening as he looked at her. “Different like… I don’t know. Feels like she could be mine. Like this is how it’s supposed to be.”

The words hung in the air between them, heavy with meaning. Y/N’s breath hitched, and she looked down, her fingers tightening on the edge of the blanket. It was too much, too soon, and yet… it didn’t feel wrong.

“Beau…” she began, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Yeah?” he asked, stepping closer.

Y/N opened her mouth to respond but stopped herself, shaking her head slightly. “Thank you,” she said instead, her voice soft but steady. “For today. For… everything.”

Beau nodded, his green eyes holding hers. “Anytime, darlin’. You just say the word.”

Y/N smiled faintly, her heart thudding in her chest. She wasn’t sure what to do with the feelings he stirred in her, but one thing was certain—Beau was different. And that terrified her in the best way possible.

The words hung in the air between them, heavy with unspoken meaning. Y/N looked away, focusing on the way the sunlight danced through the leaves. She couldn’t do this. Not yet. It was too much, too soon.

The sun dipped lower in the sky. Beau turned his attention fully to Y/N. “You’re quiet,” he said, his voice low and warm.

“I’m just… thinking,” she replied, avoiding his gaze.

He reached out, his fingers brushing hers, and when she finally looked up, his green eyes were steady, searching hers. “About what?”

“About how easy you make this look,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “And how that scares me.”

Beau leaned in, his hand sliding up to cup her cheek. “It’s okay to be scared, darlin’,” he murmured. “I’m scared too. But this? Us? It feels right.”

Y/N’s resolve crumbled in the face of his quiet honesty. Before she could overthink it, she closed the distance between them, her lips capturing his in a kiss that started tentative but quickly deepened. Beau’s hands slid to her waist, pulling her closer as the world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them in their bubble of warmth and longing.

When they finally broke apart, their foreheads resting together, Y/N let out a shaky breath. “You’re impossible, Beau.”

He chuckled, his thumb brushing over her cheek. “And you’re irresistible. Guess we’re even.”

Y/N laughed softly, the sound carrying a hint of surrender. Maybe, just maybe, this was worth the risk. “I wish we could stay longer,” she whispered to him. “But Eliza can’t nap long and… I have to be a mom.”

“You’re a mom, darlin’,” he murmured. “That ain’t gonna change.” He searched her face, took her in, brushed his thumb across her cheek. “If anything, it’s one hell of a bonus.”

Y/N smiled shakily. “You’re a rare man, Beauregard.”

“You’re one hell of a woman, Y/N,” he murmured, his breath feathering over her lips as he drew closer again. “You and your kid. God. Stole my heart when I wasn’t lookin’.”

Her breath hitched. “Beau…”

“I know, darlin’,” he said quietly. His green eyes were stunning, arresting. She couldn’t look away. “It’s damned fast, but I’m finding it hard to resist. Because it’s you.”

“We need to slow down, Beau,” she whispered, resting her forehead against his. “Please.”

Beau swallowed hard. He knew she was right. He had to slow down. God, it was hard. He wanted her; not just for sex, but for just being with her. “We will, darlin’. May I kiss you one last time?”

She smiled. “Please, God yes.”

He smiled, and met her lips in a slow, sweet kiss. He brought his hand up to cup her face as he deepened it. He felt her hand come up on his shoulder, curl behind his neck. He tasted her, savored her sweetness. When they broke, he knew he had to stop and pull away before he took her then and there.

“I should take you home,” he murmured. “Let you get the little wolf-child ready for bed, whatever it is ya need to do.”

“Yeah….” She pulled back with a warm smile. “Beau?”

“Yeah?”

“This was a lovely date,” she said, her eyes sparkling in the sunset light. “I’d absolutely love to go out with you again.”

“Is that a hint I should ask ya now?” he said with a grin.

“Absolutely.”

“Darlin’… I’d like to take you out Monday night. Will you come out with me?”

She did this thing with a bite to her lower lip and oh God, he resisted the urge to kiss her again. “I would love to.”

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[lemonzestywrites]

fuck it friday

tagged by @hippolotamus @eddiebabygirldiaz

heyyyy

so i’m alive!! if you’ve seen my posts life has been really fucked and crazy but thankfully everything has gotten to a decently stable place now (thank GOD) so yeah i’m writing where i can and i randomly got this buddietommy inspiration the other day so uhhhh hope yall appreciate the brain worms LMAO

(nsfw beneath the cut!!)

“You think I should get the cuffs for him?” Eddie’s heartbeat hammers so hard against his chest that, for a moment, he’s almost positive it's gonna fucking shoot out of him like a Looney Tunes character. Tommy glances down at him, head tilted with a wolfish smile curling at his lips. “No. I think our toy is gonna be good for us tonight.” Tommy punctuates the last word of his sentence with a filthy roll of his hips. Ohhh Christ, Eddie is fucking burning alive. His skin is scorched, every inch of him boiling, going fucking hysterical at the thought. Finally, something in him screams. Finally. Finally. Finally. Beside him, he can feel Buck beam, and the hand rested on his chest drifts up before carefully cradling his throat. He doesn’t even have to squeeze, but the motion itself is already enough to have Eddie’s eyes fluttering shut. “You wanna be a good toy for us, baby?” Buck murmurs, nose brushing along Eddie’s temple as he whispers delightfully in his ear. “Let us use you properly?”

If that wasn't enough to get him beyond hot and bothered, the sudden euphoric feeling of Tommy clenching around Eddie’s cock involuntarily. A sharp shockwave of pleasure shoots straight down Eddie’s spine, every muscle in his body clenching for a moment. Fuck.  Eddie nods dumbly, his mind so lost and aimless, just barely remembering to answer the question Buck posed to him. He’s so painfully hard, and everything he wants is so, so close in front of him. The hand at his throat tightens, guiding Eddie closer until he can feel, Buck’s breath puffing alongside his temple, eager teeth peeking through to nip at the shell of his ear in warning. “Words, Eddie,” he reminds in that deep timbre that has Eddie lightheaded in all the best ways. “...Unless I was wrong for thinking that mouth of yours is useful for more than being fucked.” O-Oh fuck. Eddie whines, back arching at the words and that sweetly degrading air that Buck carries. The one that makes him feel so wholly loved and worshiped. Distantly, he can hear Tommy curse as Eddie's cock throbs heavily from inside of him. “Yes. Y-Yeah, I’ll be good. I promise.” Buck smiles, pressing delight into Eddie’s skin. That sweet and so deeply proud air surrounding him in the small gesture, like Eddie just promised to hang up extra stars in the sky just for him.

no pressure tagging - @devirnis @kitteneddiediaz @aroeddiediaz @jeeyuns

[wen-kexing-apologist]

2024 Recap: ✨A Summary✨

Post your most popular and/or favourite edit/gifset/analysis for each month (it’s okay to skip months!)

@lurkingshan tagged a post that I was a co-author on and thus I am feeling inspired to also do this post.

January:

most popular: Comparison of Tharn and Phaya irl and in fantasy

favorites: Top 5 "Oh" Moments Ask || Feelings Made Visible: Design Choices in The Sign post.

I loved getting asks, so answering the "oh" moment question was really fun! And as disappointed with the quality of The Sign by the end, I still really love the essay I wrote reading way to in to the color and lens flare choices and how they relate to the animals Tharn and Phaya are associated with.

February:

most popular: Symptoms of a System Error: The Manifestation of Myungha’s Depression in Love for Love’s Sake

favorites: Symptoms of a System Error: The Manifestation of Myungha’s Depression in Love for Love’s Sake || The Ways Non was Failed in Dead Friend Forever || DyFy Body Language Breakdown

Love for Love's Sake was fucking incredible, and I had so much goddamn fun writing this post about the ways in which different video game structures are implemented in this series. Dead Friend Forever may have stumbled right at the end in my eyes but holy hell was the writing around the abuse Non suffered strong! And you know I love me some Fire and Dynamite.

March:

most popular: Pitch to get people to watch Love is Better the Second Time Around.

favorites: Trans Allegory in Cupid's Last Wish, co-authored with @lurkingshan and @so-much-yet-to-learn || Unknown Episode 6 Breakdown Breakdown || Top 5 (or 3) Seme & Ukes Ask

CUPID'S LAST WISH IS A TRANS ALLEGORY EVERYONE AND EVEN IF THE NARRATIVE IS NOT THE STRONGEST I THINK IT IS WORTH WATCHING FOR THAT REASON. Ohhhh Unknown how I loved writing essays about you...And of course, I am going to love any opportunity I am given to talk about 180 Degree Longitude Passes Through Us

April:

most popular: Episode 10: The Couch

favorites: Episode 10: The Couch || Parallels in Unknown Episode 9 || Losing my mind over Unknown Episode 8 || Unknown, Episode 10: Qian and Yuan || Favorite Body Language Indicators Ask || Favorite Physical Acting Performances

Y'all. I wrote SO much in April and so much about Unknown in April. I am beginning to understand why my writing petered out the next couple of months. But damn if Unknown did not go hard for so long, I had so many worms in my brain about it.

May:

most popular: Episode 12: Ties

favorites: Episode 12: Doors!

June:

most popular: How in character Dee and Dr. Devil's research was

favorites: And the Hands Have It!

It felt like it had been forever since I wrote about hands/body language so I was very excited to have some inspiration to actually write again.

July:

most popular: I Love Ayaka is in Love with Hiroko and I think everyone should watch it

favorites: I really enjoyed doing the Asian QL Ask Game

Ohhh how the mighty have fallen. I loved so much of Ayaka is in Love with Hiroko and I'm glad I was so passionate about it at one point, but I was sad about how it ended. I love when the tumblr community does the tumblr community thing and we get to spend some time passing around tags and asks and getting to know more about people's likes and dislikes in different aspects of BL. I feel like it encourages people to write more about shows and I love seeing new analytical posts about the shows I am watching.

August:

most popular: I’M BACK BABY! Takara’s Treasure, Ep. 7 Scene Breakdown

favorites: I am being so so sincere when I say that Episode 10 of The Miracle of Teddy Bear has just secured a spot as one of my favorite BL episodes of all time. || I'M BACK BABY! Takara's Treasure, Ep. 7 Scene Breakdown

GOD I LOVE THE MIRACLE OF TEDDY BEAR, definitely one of my favorite posts of the entire year. But I can't not thank Takara's Treasure for giving me enough to work with to write my first scene break down in a fourth month time gap.

September:

most popular: Bengiyo's Queer Cinema Syllabus: The Watermelon Woman

favorites: Bengiyo's Queer Cinema Syllabus: The Watermelon Woman

lmfao this was the only thing I wrote in Sept.

October:

most popular: praise of how The Legend of Vox Machina adapted The Chroma Conclave Arc from Critical Role

favorites: Love in the Big City Ep 1-2 || Love in the Big City Ep 3-4

Spoiler alert: Love in the Big City was such a fun viewing/fandom experience and I loved every minute of watching and writing about it with the book club people!

November:

most popular: Literal Heart Eyes

favorites: Love in the Big City Ep 5-6 || Love in the Big City Ep 7-8 || Bengiyo's Queer Cinema Syllabus: The Handmaiden

December:

most popular: Random QL Superlatives

favorites: Random QL Superlatives || QL Grievances

I loved giving awards to the most ridiculously niche moments in TV shows. I had so much fun coming up with the superlative categories!

It's funny because I feel like my writing really dropped off a lot this year. But doing this 2024 Recap was super enlightening for me to see that maybe I just do not understand the passage of time because I did actually write stuff every month!

You can go here to find your top 10 posts of each month.

[ohbo-ohno]

Okay so BO!!! I have two brain worms lately that I wish to share but I’m only gonna tell you the one now because I’m lazy. Police Officers!Ghoap stopping your friend for speeding and seeing Reader in the backseat, drunk and to yourself, waving at them excitedly when they look in your direction. It gets Johnny all excited and before Ghost can even say anything he’s telling your friend and you to get out of the car, giving you both field sobriety tests. You fail and your friend passes but they both lie and say that they failed and that they have to take you both into custody. Taking you to the station and frisking you, Soap reassuring you when you ask if it’s normal to need two officers for a search. Ghost holding you still when Soap starts to remove your clothes, ignoring your whimpers and whines when he gropes at the flesh of your ass, resisting the urge to bite into it. And then Ghost says they have to do a cavity search on you to be certain you don’t have anything dangerous to hide :((( 🧡🧡🧡 - 🕸

ooh you should maybe check out No One Has To Know by Carin Hart! tbh i wasn't a huuuge fan, but it's got a stalker police officer who kidnaps the fmc and uses his position as an officer to threaten her

anyways! i very rarely write it bc i've actually never been drunk (looong history of addiction in my family) and i feel like if i tried i'd sound like kid guessing at what drunkenness is lmao but! i fucking loooove noncon (dubcon?) with a drunk victim who wouldn't consent if they weren't drunk, and the abuser takes complete advantage of that. hot as fucking hell. and the talking them down the next morning, gaslighting them into thinking they did consent? ohhh i eat it up

anyways 2x. im obsessed with what you've sent me, may i offer some variations?

rookie cop soap & experienced (and jaded) cop ghost who's stuck as his partner. they take both you and your friend in and soap takes you into a private room for your search but ghost can just tell that soap is gonna get himself in trouble, so he finishes his search real quick and goes into the private room to find johnny humping your back while you grind on his leg :( soap freezes in fear because he is actively assaulting you, but ghost just sighs and closes the door, grunts "hurry up, then. need to get her in a holding cell. can spend some more time with her then." and johnny moans, making you moan, and the two of you are just a soaked and desperate mess of limbs

ghost and johnny pulling you over alone on the side of the road in the middle of the night. they handcuff you and you're too scared to fight back, and they insist on doing a search, and then a cavity search before they take you in their car :( you're squirmy and scared and trying so hard to be good, and ghost and soap play good cop/bad cop with you. except, surprising you, ghost is the good cop and soap is the bad cop. mostly because ghost is near silent and soap is rough, kinda mean, while ghost is just ordering you around. anyway the interaction ends with ghost fucking you with his gun :/ you're trying so hard to be good but it's scary and soap keeps threatening to gag you if you get any louder :(

ghost and soap sneaking into the holding cell, making you stay silent in less you want your friend to wake up and see you taking their cocks so well :/ age-old trope but reader getting interrogated by ghost and soap and totally abused and violated as an interrogation method :/ ghost getting mean mean and telling you he'll either fuck you with his baton or beat you with it :/ soap making you shine his badge with your tongue while he's railing you :/

[nitunio]

reflect studios makes such good games with absolutely abysmal freaking endings NEVERTHELESS THEYVE WORMED INTO MY BRAIN

wttg - ITS fine i see the comedy in spending all these hours and being in danger just to get to the main event and see that its buffering like hell and you can barely watch it live LOL. the other ending thats about going to the date with. i forgor. were we going to the date with adam. its fine too but imagine the breather being there. dead instantly

wttg2 - i hate it so much but at least it cements that adam is a powerful and sick individual And . the breather is there. player from wttg is also there. idk whats up with noir duo. i wish lucas was there but he's out doing polish things.

scrutinized - AMAZING I HATE IT AAAAAAAAAGH. god. i hate the casual/detective mode endings. like. at least two panels of artwork (like in the intro) with "damn my resolve wasn't enough. i'm feeling lost in these cases and i haven't made a dent in the blueblood killer's identity. this sucks" WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER THAN WHAT WE GOT PRESENTED WITH . and salt on the wound is the fact that nightmare mode has the same ending as the normal one. fuck this

i understand that the main point of this game is the futility of your own efforts. the feeling of being stuck, of getting one shot at something risky (common theme in wttg universe actually) to be shot down by a small oversight. how work gets harder the more you do it, the more you drown in it. efficiently yes, but it's the same thing over and over that drives you crazy. so I WOULDNT have that many gripes with the game if it AT LEAST showed these emotions in the detective/casual mode endings. (fyi the casual/detective ending is just a rainbow gradient with 'congratulations - shit ending' in the middle)

normal mode ending is fine. abrupt and small for the gargantuan effort needed BUT. getting this out of the way Yes i do think tanner has a crush on/obsession with luna. do i think He's the blueblood killer? likely not but he could. and i have reasons to believe that which would be funny in the grand scheme of things (common theme in wttg universe). BUT. having this fakeout ending where it looks like you're getting game-ended by him. I WISH IT WAS A LONGER FAKEOUT, like have him hover over luna and doing the jumpscare animation, but after the black screen have him start dialogue. that would've been so frustrating to watch like "FUCK. ON THE LAST DAY?????" and then his voice and you're like "oh you bastard". that would make more sense scene-wise too, cause you see him game-ending you and ohhh no. you've become a statisti- wait. actually let's talk. LIKE IT FLOWS BETTER THAT WAY IDK WHY THEY MADE HIM TALK BEFORE ACTUALLY doing the injecting thing

now to the ending itself. him monologuing about the drug he injected luna with while he's waiting for luna to wake up? amazing. luna looking around and looking back to see that tanner moved closer? GREAT. actually depicts him how he was in the game (seeing how he freely enters the house and only has set spots where he can get you - desk, closet, bed, hallway ; while kidnapper can get you anywhere - he just turns you around or knocks you out)

tanner tapping on the chair + his restless hands in general are a good touch (pun intended) I THINK with the way that everything around is kinda bleak, having a focus point that's subtle but you just pay attention to immediately because it's the only visually stimulating thing IS awesome. tanner doesn't emote much and his arms and mouth move robotically so seeing him have this tremor while his hands are at his sides is. (raises eyebrow). also explains why he has his hands behind his back even when he game-ends you.

i'm saying game-ends because it's vaguely implied that he's injecting you with the same thing regardless if you've won or not. and its not a kill its getting sedated (and the rest is up to whatever imagination authors on wattpad have im genuinely scared to look). either that or he stupidly carries around two syringes which i don't think is the case. he just doesn't need two syringes if one can do the trick - that's where it also comes back to his obsession with her. he's not playing cat and mouse with her just to kill her on the spot esp with his lines. eugh . s-tier creep!

going back to the ending. the interior. whatever the walls of this building are + some cord. one table with two chairs. a cup on his side and a non-empty ash tray on her side. he's been waiting for long but i also imagine that he's moved the ash tray to her side bc he was smoking near her. i need to stop getting sidetracked

he's gotten data on the blueblood killer from adam, who he's now indebted to. all for luna. mindblowing really but also god this gives the creators leeway to put tanner in another game now that he works for adam so im clapping.

but i aaalssoooo cant shake this feeling that tanner IS the blueblood killer because one. as with previous installments that would make everyone feel frustrated at the ending. two. wouldn't it be so funny if tanner spent this much time trying to get luna on his side by proving he's gone lengths all to give her the info, only for her to wake up and see that he lied and actually its tanner. the killer is tanner. and the chase has only just begun. three. luna opens the folder and inside is just one singular selfie he did with her while she was unconscious. id laugh so hard

but tanner isnt the killer he's just there. he's the main focus but also the main frustrating thing about the game. cause kidnapper and him have very opposing AIs ------ kidnapper needs you to stand up and check lights/windows so he won't enter, and you have to constantly move around; while tanner needs you to sit back down and look at the cameras through your computer, and go hide in the other closet if you see him hiding in one. and also he completely wipes the floor with the player if they dare to stand up from the pc and not notice how he walked down to their house (resulting in hallway jumpscare). im getting sidetracked again

i hate that the normal mode and nightmare mode have the same endings. Maybe. Maybe if they made the talk go differently, or made tanner reveal more info? or at least just show her waking up and opening the file and seeing if he made shit up or not. for crying out loud just do something with the amount of stuff you laid out!!!!!!!!!

FRUSTRATING GAME WORMED ITS WAY INTO MY PSYCHE. REFUSES TO COME OUT.

(tanner giggling and having these pauses and weird speech in general is. well. um. wwooouuuuldddddd)

[iantimony]

oopsie, two missed tuesdays!

and i almost missed this one too!!!! i was moving apartments. ough. this is a random mishmash of everything i remember of the past .. three ?? ??? weeks.

listening: finished s1 of the silt verses! faulkner is my poor little meow meow etc. i am rotating it in my brain. will have more thoughts next week probably.

some fugazi because they were referenced in a mina le video on merch and i was intrigued. they're good!

fugazi waiting room

brat charli xcx on recommendation of beloved mutual png jpeg. i liked it, i don't normally go for her style but there's some good earworms in here. really good gym album. not sure which specific song to drop here because it was a Full Album experience imo.

in terms of relistening/older stuff, the dear hunter antimai, more franz ferdinand. finally listened to sound & fury by sturgill simpson all the way through, it's really good. boyf also got me to listen to die antwoord and ohhh i do like this. a lot.

i fink u freeky (die antwoord)

also more bionicle playlist. it's just a dose of early 00's-10's music delivered via iv directly into my bloodstream. sorry.

reading: this was from a few weeks ago actually but i forgot about it. we stopped over in pittsburgh for a night and briefly entertained the idea of going to a museum or something road-trip style and found this museum review. surprisingly she is not a lesbian.

and then related to the watching, wikipedia pages for victor ninov and darleane c hoffman!

watching: mina le: the merch industry has gone too far, WAGs, blokecore, and the “feminization” of sports

swell entertainment: the marketability of celebrity eras, how to destroy your audience's trust

started dangelo wallace's ozempic video. the fatphobia had me tapping out pretty quick tho. also watched about half of joy achill's "the george r r martin problem" about asoiaf stuff, gonna finish it tomorrow i think

watched "the man who tried to fake an element" with the boyf, really fascinating, i knew a little bit of it from one of my undergrad classes but this was a really good deep dive.

also watched two episodes of space dandy with the boyf. so much to unpack there.

playing: more dnd but otherwise fallow. made a little dungeon crawl type thing so that's pretty straightforward.

making: coasters mostly right now! the main ones are a Surprise so i will not be posting them yet. instead look at my worm

i've also started knitting a magic the gathering card sleeve as a semi-gag gift for a friend. it's really really stupid i love it so much. it is just ten rows of a rectangle in stockinette right now but i'm going to mock up a little texture work to get the swamp land symbol in the back.

eating: did a lot of takeout right after moving because, Yeah, but i finally started settling back in to home cooked meals. made my favorite orzo salad for a temple potluck, an ungodly amount of gyudon, and a garlic butter shrimp pasta thing.

misc: my new apartment is good!! the insulation isn't great, i know i'll have to shrinkwrap some windows this winter for Sure, but overall i'm settling in. i have a lot of organization and purging to do, especially of my House Clothes, craft supplies, and makeup/beauty shit, and i need to get one or two pieces of furniture still (like a couch......i have a funny little bachelor chair in front of the couch right now which is very funny). i got myself some fun plants from the farmers market as a housewarming gift to myself. i am finally the owner of a monstera, yippee, she Really needs a repot though. i also got a hoya lisa because i liked the name and it was cute and cat friendly and i got a vaguely labia-adjacent succulent. i have so many little household Needs and Tasks (mat for in front of the sink! blackout curtains because i have to sleep with an eye mask right now because the blinds dont do shit! etc!) and also every grocery bill i do is like $100 because of getting kitchen essentials that will not run out any time soon but that i do need (white vinegar. aluminum foil. flour.) so everything is so expensive. this is a big wall of text. at least the spare mattress is out of my weird haunted hallway now <3 i'm very excited to start hanging up my art.

[decaydanceredacted]

all this talk of dom dallon,, and then anon talking about aftercare n all gave me brain worms. dom dallon aftercare !!! aftercare is sexy right.? ohhh hed be so good, hed know what you needed and how to bring you back to earth after hes done with u. i need. him to talk to me so gently about how good i did n hold my face in his big hands n wipe my tears away and give me a kith. does. does anyone see my vision.

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[lycansprites]

ALSO ALSO I SEE U I SEE U

if u have anythoughts on konbart pls share bc kjghjhfujfk brain worms i shake u im shaking thoughts out of u rn

Yeah I have thoughts

I HIGHLY HIGHLY HIGHLY LINK THEM W ABBA SONGS there's something in not only the vibes but in the way love is weaved into every single word in such a nonchalant way...not even entirely romantic all of the time but just pure, mundane, human love. If you ever listen to My Love, My Life by ABBA while staring at panels of them you'd understand 😭😭😭😭 there's always the fear of leaving those you love behind ESPECIALLY in Kon's special case, but I think KonBart live each day one day at a time because every day with each other is so special on its own.

I also think they're straight up nightmarish to each other and portray their love for each other in ways nobody else understands. These guys could be full out brawling like tearing down walls and throwing each other through furniture and it'd be out of love. In the same vein Kon would save Bart from getting crushed in battle and Bart would be like, ��� who asked.

But they'd be holding hands on the way home.

And ohhh the holding hands, bouncing back to casual touch they!!! they'd spend as much of their time together so casually close and inseparable... holding hands, messing with the other's hair absentmindedly (like braiding, ponytails, etc), shoulder to shoulder, or perhaps sprawled out over one another on a cough or the floor. During a team meeting the rest would look away for one second and then suddenly Bart would be on Kon's shoulders, or piggyback.

IDK I feel like they have a lot to relate to each other over while also being sooo incredibly different that they work so well together.

I'll put a KonBart stuff I haven't really posted before under ⬇⬇⬇ as a treat

^^ was working on an animation meme for KonBart a few months ago and still wanna finish it eventually but that's. as far as I got.

[littlebetesofeverything]

Welcome to Night Vale Ep

And we are back! My brain is getting mushy from studying vessels and keeping my alpha and beta agonists straight. So hopefully this puts me to sleep. Also can we have more Carlos now that I know they have a voice for him?

Valentine's aftermath? boo, I wanted a live play by play TnT

Why would it bring down the town? You know what, knowing some of the citizens I don't want answers.

That strange fiery orb is a star, Cecil. What airport is XTA? The Bermuda Triangle is my guess

That's what all TSA people say. Also, I like the kid asking how many people I've kissed will be sorely disappointed.

Health tip? sounds like they are describing tape worms and now I can't get Venom out of my head.

Okay, I get behind the glitter slander. I was a camp counselor once, that stuff is pure evil.

I'm pretty sure there is something different but I can't put my finger on it. I want to know how Cecil can put images on the radio.

the language of dance is a fun one but I worry about the signage based on if it is a solo or duet. Guess dance lessons are in your future, buddy.

There it is... Follow the money always works out.

I like the addition of traffic reports. Makes it feel more radio-like besides just the weather.

Lol the answering in yes and no reminds of tomorrow and my standardized patient answering closed questions

ohhh corrections time! Give me no context Cecil, I live for it.

Cancellation of art? yeah you complain about getting shut down

how do you activate valentine's cards is a question but the answer may not be

RIP Stacy, intern #5. Yeah I'm sure you forget because you don't have an intern to remind you. huh Cecil?

ELECT THE DRAGON!!! Hiram sounds like he could be nice as mayor. Love the smear campaign. I can't wait for election season in Night Vale.

If Fedex won't deliver, yeah it IS cursed. you don't fuck with FedEx.

a 2 cent increase? that is utterly price gouging.

God that Amazon ad is more terrifying now that it was probably meant in 2013.

Old town is a nightmare seems to track for Night Vale ngl

AH yes the cycle of good and bad days. At least that doesn't change when you go to Night Vale.

Are the love bombs really that bad, Cecil?

I think I will listen to one more, since it looks like episode 19 is split? It has A and B so I guess that should be listened to back to back. but first I need to get even comfier and plan out my outfit for tomorrow.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Lmfaoooo that ask ab sugu opening jars n stuff for u made me think. imagine sugu dating someone that was the eldest child™️ . Like someone that’s just so used to doing things for themselves and not asking for help with anything. He walks in on u cooking something for urself?? Drops to his knees clutching his heart as if you’ve fatally wounded him. Sees you washing the dishes or doing chores??? You’re literally about to give him a heart attack. Witnesses you overworking yourself (especially if it’s for the sake of other people)?? Is genuinely, wholly, absolutely horrified. The walls are caving in. He’s hearing colours. He’s shaking and writhing around on the floor like a little worm having a seizure. He can’t even breathe what on earth is he to do… 💔💔— stsg anon >:)

STSG ANON MY BELOVED HI HELLO <3333

THIS ONE …………… i cant breathe . IM BEING FED TOO WELL IM COLLAPSING IM CLUTCHING MY CHEST SUGU STYLE….

NO BC STSG ANON. ur MIND. sugu x eldest child…. sugu x eldest child……. the POTENTIAL here. god im losing it I AM KISSING UR BRAIN MWAH MWAH….. we need to talk abt this we neeeeed to acknowledge how perfect this is literally WHAT

ohhhh my god. the way he would be so………… offended and doting and worried. like. i think that his mother instincts would JUMP out w an s/o like this because he’s just ?!???? you’re just so used to managing on your own and it kinda breaks his heart i think :((( and he’s literally exactly the same way LMAOO it’s just one eldest child + one neglected only child trying to take care of the other because being on the receiving end w/o giving something back makes them wildly uncomfortable 😭😭

AND STSG ANON I LAUGHED OUT LOUD READING UR ASK he would be soooo horrified so flabbergasted…… “drops to his knees clutching his heart as if you’ve fatally wounded him” PHDJDHDH HE WOULDDD HE WOULD!!! god FORBID you cook for yourself while he’s in the house smh smh… he would genuinely get offended like do you suddenly not like his cooking???? are you tired of it???

he starts spiralling a little LMAO but no you just dont want him too spend too much time on you….. :(( and THAT reallllyy offends him like. ohhh this is such a tasty concept i cant think. u always do this stsg anon </3 but eldest child x sugu rlly is the most bigbrained thought EVER

“the walls are caving in. he’s hearing colours. he’s shaking and writhing around on the floor like a little worm having a seizure. he can’t even breathe what on earth is he to do…” <- PSHDHDDB THIS IS THE REALEST THING EVER he really has a full body reaction he’s sooo 😭😭 our sweetiepie!!!

and ohhhh if you overworked yourself 🥺🥺🥺 i agree sm he’s genuinely heartbroken like he HATES it. he hates the idea of you running yourself ragged taking care of others when you arent even taking care of yourself (let’s be clear!! this man is a hypocrite LMAOO but he also feels especially heartbroken because he knows what it’s like)….

i think it might be uncomfortable for his s/o because he’s so stubborn!!! he’ll coax you into sitting down on the kitchen table while he finishes what you started ; insists on washing the dishes or at least drying them while you wash them ; forces you to relax and unwind LMAO like this man is strong ok he’ll literally pick you up and carry you away if he needs to . bundles you up in blankets so you cant escape. it might make you uncomfortable because it’s just so foreign and he’s sooo insistent on taking care of you :< he’s so sweet but obv it would feel a little scary if it’s something you’re completely unaccustomed to….

aaaa but !!!! i think this pairing could work out SO well w a bit (a lot) of communication bc both sugu and reader would have to learn to compromise and let themselves be taken care of… i still see sugu being the main caretaker because it’s genuinely in his nature but he’ll let you take care of him if ONLY so that you’ll feel more comfortable being taken care of yourself <33333

[fruitssalad]

HI HI HI 36 + 47 for Naveed!

HEHE HIIIII 💞💞🫶

Ohhh mr naveeeed…he is my brain worm

36. How old are they now, continuing through their embrace?

Naveed is a grandpa ancilla.. he was embraced when he was 36, but is actually 128 by the time the game starts. So he’s super stuck in his ways and needs to b severely humbled.

47. What are their desire(s) if any?

He lived most of those 128 years in Alamut with his sire and broodmates. Before it fell, it was their home. And now, more than anything he wants to get it back. After the Vermillion wedding, his clan was officially aligned with the camarilla. In New York he plans to bide his time and earn favours for when he and his brood eventually return. To him this is all temporary. (it will probably not happen,,, but nobody tell him that 😔😔)

TYYY FOR ASKING WEEE🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️

[cryptidcryptic]

✨💖✨OC ask game ✨💖✨

Than you for the call to action @zekeen you wonderful sweet creature you! 🥹🫶🏽 you deserve all the sweetness🍬🍬🍬 here take some bonbons👀

Answering questions abouuuut: Bo! 💕🩷💕 (tav/durge)

Where is your oc from?

Born and raised in the shadow Druid dark forest, escorted back home to bg after proving themselves! (the adults of the shadow druids realised Bo was the least natural thing they’d ever witnessed and attempted to right nature, failed, and Bo retaliated by tricking all the kids in the orphanage to go full children of the corn and murk the remaining adults!)

Do they have a partner(s)/how did they meet?

Astarion, the same way everyone meets the boy, attempted murder, and hostage situation💕 the perfect start to any bhaalspawn romance 💕

What song represents them best?

Every lyric from:

If they could wildshape as anything, what would they be?

Shadow Druid babyyyy! But Bo’s favourite wildshape is the beloved Bo flavoured owlbear (due to the unnatural circumstances of Bo’s birth Bo’s wild shapes all look…off at the least, chimera monstrous at worse)

But if Bo could wildshape into anything at all it would probably be: a chimera mash up between giant cobra, John wick hornets and cathulu

They’ve been left in charge of camp dinner Tonight, what are they making?

Something Astarion can eat..so gale might want to put that bowl down. (Either cannibal meat or vegan no inbetween! But it will taste delicious, years of fending for yourself in a killer forest will either make you a god tier cook or dead)

Do they crack under pressure?

The answer to any form of stress is: INTIMIDATE

If they were trapped on an island, what would be the 3 items they would take with them?

Astarion for comfort

They got wildshape and they own bubblegum trifling claws for everything else (mountain man all natural Druid would LOVE to be on an island with no man made anything)

Are they a leader or follower?

Leader. operates under the: ‘everyone in this world is an idiot except for me’ school of thought

What’s their favourite- or most obnoxious pet name?

In their hidden heart of hearts: little love is their favourite

Any pet name from anyone who’s not Astarion is desgustin

What’s their love language?

Unconditional loyalty. You want to destroy a nation? Bring hell up to earth? Bo will murder endlessly to get you what you want. The choice could be turn into sea foam or betray you and Bo would always chose the option that wasn’t betray you. That is their love to you~

Is your OC attracted to any specific physical features?

Animalistic ones, sharp thangs, claws, tails horns, hooves and eyes! Anything not humanish!

Who is your OC’s bff other than their partner, what kind of relationship do they have?

Karlach! Their relationship is complicated

Bo has speach issues, Orin damaged that part of their brain a lil so Bo finds it easier to speak in infernal. Karlachs the only one that can really understand them at first. Couple that with the same sence of humour and desire for fights instant friebdship! B UT alas..Karlach is so pure hearted that taking Karlach out anywhere usually results in lots of disapproval.

Bo actually cares about karlachs approval. So Karlach spends more time at camp then either of them would like, for the sake of keeping the friendship🥹

What is your OCs Myer-brigs personality test?

What was your oc doing before the mindflayers snatched them up?

Ohhh dead. Dead dead dead! It took Orin years of attempted assassinations, failed each time (animal like senses able to sniff out Orin’s blend of gore wherever she goes so changing doesn’t work! And the bonds between Bo and the shadow Druid orphans was so tight they came with Bo to bg to run the temple.

but eventually after Gourtash got involved, the other orphan druids didn’t want to work with the pollutant mech man from hell.

Nor were they any longer believing in the promise Bo had offered them of a world empty of creatures for nature to reclaim. So all at once they left. Orin and her group of changlings swapped them all out at once.

Bo was so distracted by the deal Gourtash was offering and capturing the elderbrain they didn’t notice the change in scent until it was too late. (Put up a good fight but went down all the same)

Besides getting rid of the tadpoles and the 🧠 what is your ocs driving force/motivation?

At first it’s revenge on whoever tore apart Bo’s brain, and After finding out their parentage it’s freedom! Bo didn’t actually want to forsake bhaal, just wanted not to be chosen. An unholy assassin was the level of responsibility Bo wanted.

After death, rebirth and the friends made along the way Bo just couldn’t ever go back to who Bo was before (not that they could remember)

That and owlbear form beat out slayer form in the one on one battle of the beasts. As far as Bo was concerned they were stronger then what Bhaal could offer them as chosen.

Slayer had no benefits to anyone accept bhaal.

After breaking free, Becoming the consort and beloved dark general. The motivation was ‘save the world from the brain because Astarion lived in it.

What’s your OCs favourite food?

Smoked duergar🤡

🧠🫧My questions for your OC!🫧🧠

How did Orin manage to kill them first time around/how did the mindflayers catch them (if Tav) ?

What’s a core memory your tav/durge gained from the journey/past?

What character out of the companions did your tav/durge hate? And did your tav durge hate them to the point of murder or not?

What was your tav like before the mindflayers compared to who they were after? (Before the brain damage for the durges, before the journey begun for tavs)

Did they have a comfort item? If so what was the story behind it

💕Tags💕

🧠💕🧠💕@venranae, @melonkka, @ascendedastarionapologist , @myaastarionshenanegans and anyone else who I’ve forgotten or who’d love to do it! 🥹 (also! No presssure if you don’t, that’s okay too!)

[bronsinseele]

hi hi hi leeeee :] as a colleiwarrior it is my duty to ask about collei o7 and if you want to do it id like to hear your thoughts about xiao too hehe

HAI PLUTO!!!! ill do collei and then xiao :3

Collei:

First impression:

OHHH I LOVE HER ALREADY SHE'S SO SNARKY AND HER LORE IS SO COMPELLING....... very very excited to see her in game i hope she comes out soon (<- had to wait like what. two/three years????)

Impression now:

gives me brain worms my God. i think i've thought about her too much bc theres so many lil symbols that i associate w her that just aren't intentional in the slightest. she has so so so much lovea nd heart in her and i wishhhh people understood her better. also extremely disappointed in her in-game writing for multiple reasons but like. the ableism and misogyny being a big one. :( colleination could fix her...... i wish she were more mean in the game.

Favorite moment:

her fight w kaeya and the subsequent "confrontation" w amber....... makes me so so sick in the head that was The original collei trio to me. i looove how it plays w all three of their characters even if it isn't shown very well. it's also the basis for a lot of my interpretation of collei since it shows the extent of her beliefs/lack of belief. dear god..... it's so so good.

Idea for a story:

i've talked abt wt spin off au and windblume rewrite a bunch on this blog so let's go with amber and collei liyue trip!! :DD someone comes and tells amber they heard something about her grandfather in qingce while collei's in town and obv collei's like i can't hold you back on this! so they jsut decide to go together bc collei's packed a bag anyways and they're both adept w survival skills surely their different skills will come in handy for liyue. going to qingce leads them to going to yilong port (i'd do qiaoying but i feel like its too close) and amber's like. kinda stumbling w her broken canto-mando and feeling weirdly emotional and she and collei both bond w "coming back" to a generational homeland while feeling like a stranger and its an important moment to both of them bonding as friends and a pivitol point of collei changing her idea of amber as a savior as more of amber as a best friend yk :''). also ga-ming....... i don't know if he'll stay for long bc honestly i do want it to focus on amber and collei but i think it'd be fun for him to at least make an appearance or sm yk!! the narrative there could be so compelling.

Favorite relationship:

........................okay yeah obv it's amber and collei aksjbdkbsdja BUT. her and cyno are a close second :]

Favorite headcanon:

SNAKE MOMENT. i have a moment in my wt spin off au where she tends to a snake in spite of a phobia of them and it's representative of her first step towards healing AND her caring for her younger self even if she's still wrapped in so much hatred of her. also trans (she/her) lesbian.

Xiao:

First impression:

he's so sad :(( i want him please come home.... he has so so much heart and he doesn't even know it because of his own grief and guilt and objectification of himself :(( he's bruce-coded FUCK.

Impression now:

MAKES ME VIOLENT. i love him so so bad i miss him all the time. his story is soooo entangled with grief and acceptance and every little step he takes reflects that. he's such a fun character bc it's kinda a study on what comes after the tragic hero's story yk? except the tragedy is in part because he lives! he feels so so much and has such a big hear tbut denies it any priority bc it's easier not to. :((

Favorite moment:

PERILOUSWS TRAILS CUTSCNEe......... MY GOD. DERA GHODDD. FUCK. it makes me so so sick in the head that entire quest. xiao so readily sacrificing himself for the others because it's his duty to and because its what all his loved ones did. him closing his eyes and accepting it and finding comfort in the fact that he knows what happened to bosacius and that he's following his footsteps. him being saved and being surprised but That being such a key moment to his grieving process. also the poem from the waterborne poetry event :'') (aka the only part of that event that matters). it referencing all of the yakshas :'''''') and talking of him missing them

Idea for a story:

i don't have an actual story w xiao in mind... i would loooove to see another story quest w him and the other adepti though :''') i wanna see him in the past so so bad :C

Favorite relationship:

him and zhongli! :] they're both characters whos stories are about grief but both have different timelines to it and i think that's so so interesting especially when you remember how zhongli showed no emotion during the archon war and how his depart from his duty was his final stage of grief (acceptance) whereas xiao plunged himself into duty and emotional repression as a means to cope with all the grief and guilt and pain that he feels.

Favorite headcanon:

i think the wangshu inn staff gives him li xi sometimes and he's just like "i am literally older than you please stop i have no need for this" but he keeps it anyways. they have a small room saved for him at all times just in case he ever wants it (he never takes it but he appreciates it). <- its small bc he'd die if it was an open space.

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CFV Cat Cafe AU playlist

So, the basic gist of this AU is that Kai owns a Cat Cafe, where Naoki and Miwa are employed at. It's a successful business and all but Kai still seemed to be lacking in something...perhaps a partner? Well luckily for him he's got an exceptionally endearing baker, to sweep him off his feet! Huh? You thought this was going to be a KaiAi story? ohhh hehe, well one can never have to many ships. most of the idea we have written somewhere in our sea of DMs but whenever we get our CFV brain worms back...we'll probably pick this up again but for now enjoy this cute playlist we've cooked up together ^u^