#ohhhh i want to see how this goes so badly

[silvercap]

if ur still taking prompts :3 “silent fury” but make it h/c? maybe one of leon’s boys goes on a “rampage” to save him orrr maybe someone is angry at the dso for almost killing him again or ya know whatever strikes your fancy

OHHHH I LIKE THIS!! (Prompts)

7. Silent Fury

Chris coughs frantically as the gas invades his lungs, throwing his oxygen-starved body at the sealed metal laboratory door with enough force that he can practically feel his shoulder bruising upon impact. Beside him, Leon sags against the wall with half-lidded eyes, gun hanging from limp fingers.

"Fight it," Chris chokes, but Leon's body has already succumbed, knees buckling beneath him as he collapses bodily to the floor and doesn't move again. Chris grits his teeth, ignoring another wave of dizzy lightheadedness in order to redouble his assault against the locked door. The room has no other exit, round and filled with glass tanks that Chris can't make out when his vision is blurring so badly but knows are filled with half-formed specimens suspended in bubbling liquid. The green glow makes him nauseous, casting the walls and his skin alike in eerie neon.

Chris throws himself into the wall with one last desperate effort and drops to his knees, heaving for air. His throat hurts from breathing in chemicals and god knows what else, muscles aching and spasming as it attacks his body. Leon doesn't move when Chris drops the rest of the way to lie beside him, weakening arms reaching out to scoop up the other man and pull his unconscious body close. Chris presses their foreheads together and blacks out an instant later.

-~-

When Leon wakes, it's to harsh light and a hand in his air, eyelashes fluttering as he struggles to make sense of the figures towering around him. An experimental shift reveals that his hands have been tied behind him, the hardness of a chair pressing into his back as his head is stretched backwards to expose his throat. He coughs.

"With us, again?" an accented voice drawls, one of the figures stalking towards him to reveal a tall man in militaristic clothes, a blade in his hand. Flinty eyes stare Leon down as he tries and fails to think of who this wannabe tough-guy could possibly be, the man's calloused fingers twining around the knife in a delicate way that reminds Leon of Krauser and his knife tricks---and tells him that the man knows how to handle it. He leans in close, drawing the sharp tip very gently down the curve of Leon's bottom lip. "We're very pleased to have you as our guests today, Mr. Kennedy."

He grins, letting the knife follow the natural line of Leon's jaw and down to a collarbone, where he presses into the skin just enough to make a bead of blood bubble between Leon's clavicles. Leon rolls his eyes. "Is this supposed to be scaring me? Get on with it, will you?"

The man laughs, standing upright. "It's not you that I'm trying to scare." He shifts away so that Leon can see past him into the dingy, cement-floored room he's been placed in---and the other chair several feet in front of his own, one Chris Redfield secured to it with rope around his wrists and ankles. There's blood on his temple, eyes blazing dark with silent rage that would be terrifying if only he weren't looking at Leon with such tender concern at the same time. Leon feels his blood run cold.

"Chris?" he calls. "Don't give them what they want. I'm trained for this, alright? Don't fucking tell---"

A hand grabs Leon's chin with force, a thumb shoved between his lips before he even registers what's happening. He thrashes, about to bite down, before a blow to the side of the face distracts him. Leon reels, attempting to kick one of his bound legs towards the large man who'd been brandishing the knife, but it's no use. He's the one holding Leon's jaw, a large wad of cloth in his other hand. It's all too easy for him to jam it hard into Leon's mouth, pushing so much fabric in that Leon, well, gags.

His eyes water as duct tape is wrapped far too tightly over his lips and around the back of his head, clinging to his cheeks and sparking a wave of panic at the claustrophobic feeling before he forces himself to exhale slowly through his nose. He's okay. He's faced worse. It's going to be---

"Lets begin," the man drawls, and plunges his blade deep into the flesh of Leon's thigh without warning.

Leon doesn't even try to hold back his cry.

He's not sure how long they torture him for, just that the world quickly goes foggy and distant with pain, shouting voices demanding things that Leon can't give. He can't see Chris through the hair that's fallen over his eyes as he lolls his head to his chest and heaves for breath, the wounds on his body, broken fingers, and ribs pulsing in time with his thundering heart. His cheekbone aches where a particularly nasty hook had split the skin, nose damp with blood that makes it even harder to breathe properly. The gag fills his mouth, saliva dampening the heavy fabric and muffling his pathetic whimper of pain as the man who's been beating the shit out of him offers one last slap to the side of the head.

Chris has been yelling incoherently for the past few minutes, but Leon can't hear his voice anymore. Maybe they gagged him, too.

"I'm tired of this, Redfield," the man says, a flash of metal the only warning Leon gets before the edge of his knife is up against Leon's throat, putting pressure on his trachea that makes him cough. The man digs in harder in response, the bright sting of Leon's skin splitting open on the blade's edge enough to make him wince. "Agree to the terms, or I cut his---"

There's a commotion that Leon can't make sense of, the blade leaving his throat so that he can suck in a relieved gasp of air. His eyelids flutter. Fuck, he's tired.

"Leon?" Leon can't open his eyes to see who's calling his name, the fear in their voice nearly tangible. They're talking fast, panicked. Chris, it has to be. Hands tug at the duct tape on his face, an effort that doesn't accomplish much more than wrenching Leon's aching neck. "Leon, don't do this to me. Leon? Open your eyes, Leon."

Pain spikes as Leon obeys, the harsh light upsetting the headache that had exploded into being three or four punches in. Chris's worried gaze appears before him, haloed in the glow.

"Good, that's it. Eyes on me, okay?" His voice is calm, collected, but Leon can hear that he's on the verge of tears, blood shivering down Chris's wrists as he carefully slices open the tape and peels it quickly from Leon's face. His hair is wild, eyes sharp with anger, but his touch is nothing but gentle. Even when Leon grimaces as his hair pulls free of its follicles, he's careful. "I've got you, I've got you."

Leon spits out the gag before Chris can even get to that point, the rag falling into his lap as he coughs and heaves for breath. He's dimly aware that he's trembling, but Leon's certain it's too small of a detail to notice. That is, until Chris pauses in his ministrations to run soothing hands up and down Leon's arms, leaning their foreheads together.

"It's okay. It's okay," he soothes, something dark stealing into his tone. "I took care of them. Let me deal with these cuts and I'll untie you, okay? I've got you."

Leon glances to his left and sees a growing pool of blood. He swallows, letting his eyes fall shut as Chris puts pressure on the deep gouge in his leg. "I trust you," he rasps, and means it.

[starbiology]

Have you seen the new plushie prize for the discarded magical blue grundo plushie?

It’s called the Discarded Faerie Artificer Plushie, and the description reads,

“An ancient timeworn plushie depicting a bygone office once held in the Faerie Queens Court. The position was done away with so long ago, that few who still walk Neopia today remember who last held the title...”

Anyways, I thought you’d enjoy the plushie since faeries.

okay really funny timing because I am literally Currently sketching out ideas on how Fyoras court has changed over time and this fits so perfectly

But thats Drakara right?? As a past dark faerie court member :O!!??

[hey-august]

Pppfffewee…

I’ve been haunted by thoughts of sub Buggy recently. I just know he enjoys following orders and letting someone else take the lead for a while sometimes. And he’s versatile too. Sometimes he just wants to be slapped around a little. Tie him to the bed and sit on his face, pull his hair and tell him he’s only gonna get his cock sucked if he makes you cum first. Give him orders and his moans will be filled with „Yes Madam“/ „Yessir“/ „Yes Capt“ (because don’t tell me the captain kink doesn’t go both ways), „Of course boss.“ „Thank you, thank you, thank you.“ , he just wants to be used, show off how much he can take and see you confident and in charge. There’s nothing sexier to him than that.

Other times he just wants to be a brat. The times when he goes „Make me.“ and „That’s the best you can do?“ The times when he wants his ass spanked and his nipples pinched. The days when he wants to tease you and get his just desserts right after, when he mockingly goes „Ohhhh no don’t fuck me harder. I wouldn’t know what to do if you fucked me harder.“ because he wants to see the fire in your eyes before you ride him till both of your eyes roll into the back of your heads.

And the quieter ones, the ones you didn’t know he had at the beginning. The soft ones. The ones he hid from you for a while because he wasn’t sure you would understand why he wanted that, the ones he desperately wanted you not to laugh at. Nights in which he lives for the praise and the love. The ones where he doesn’t just wants to please you, he wants to make LOVE to you and have you tell him how to do it. He wants to be good for you so badly, wants to show you how well he can do. And it can be as easy as having him count out loud when you spank him, as long as you keep rubbing your hand soothingly over his ass like that and tell him how well he’s doing. It can be as simple as him on his lap as you rub his cock, kissing the back of his neck as you gently tell him how he’s so handsome and how much you love him. You want to look at him like this for just a bit longer, want to play with him just for a little bit more, so could he hold out for you just a tad? Can he come for you when you tell him to pretty boy?

Just… Lemme Dom that clown. I want that jester submissive and breedable on my desk by five!

Anon 🥴🥴🥴

As much as I love dom!Buggy, subby and sometimes bratty Buggy is a whole delicious meal that I will not turn down. Let’s hear all that begging, whining, and whimpering.

Yes, he loves to be in charge. Buggy wants to be the center of attention, he wants people to listen to him. Jump when he says jump. Laugh when he says laugh. He’s the boss.

Except when he doesn’t want to be. Letting go of the control and expectations is freeing. Tell him what to do and he will fucking do it. Buggy is a performer, so give him a role, a task, a goal, and he is all in. 

It also feeds his desire for attention. If he listens well and does a good job, maybe you’ll keep showering him in attention. Attention that he worked for and earned, not that he demanded. And that makes him painfully hard.

Of course he would be a brat sometimes. As much as Buggy likes when you’re in control, he won’t always give into your authority right away. He likes the push and shove of it. How far will you go to show him that you’re in charge? What will you do when he doesn’t listen? Or talk back? When he does what he wants?

It’s a game and he wants you to break him. To grab his hair and make his eyes water. To make him crawl and beg for forgiveness. To stick your fingers down his throat while he promises to be good. To fuck him relentlessly, all because he said, “make me.”

Underneath is the whiny mess that he’s hiding. The one that will complain that it’s too much, he’s sorry, he didn’t mean it, it feels good please don’t stop. The one that wants to be used and put in his place.

Soft sub Buggy? He’s the sweetest sweetest treat. 

It was the little things that added to it. Tying up his hair when his hands are busy, having him sit on your lap, showering him with compliments and praise when he does something for you. Sure, you could have been doing it all to be nice, but Buggy would get so flustered and his pants would get tight. There was something more than niceties there. Seeing how he’d flounder under the attention and the way his words fall apart into senseless babbling made you want to see him fall apart.

When you say the sweetest things in his ear, he nearly does come apart. Buggy becomes so eager to keep hearing you praise him that every piece of his body jumps at the chance to make you happy. To do the things you love, the things you ask for, all so you can push his pretty hair back, look him in the eye, and tell him he did a good job. 

Buggy will become absolutely desperate to show you how badly he wants you. It would almost be depraved if it wasn’t for the level of devotion and sincerity he has.

He’ll definitely change his schedule around so he can be on your desk at five on the dot. Just make sure you tell him that he’s a good boy and give him a lil kiss on the nose at the end.

[drdemonprince]

Struggling with black and white thinking. During the pandemic we’ve been told wearing a mask protected others & people who didn’t wear a mask didn’t care about other people’s lives. Mask mandates have lifted & I’m still wearing a mask in public. Most of my friends have stopped. It’s hard to deal with the cognitive dissonance as a result. I feel like they don’t care about my life and means we can’t hangout indoors. This has been very isolating as I pull away from friends as a result. Help!

ohhhh buddy, i love that you are asking this and so self aware of what's going on under the hood as you're dealing with these tough emotions. my whole next book is exactly for you!!

Speaking for myself, the thing that is always important for me to remember is that people's decisions are shaped by their social context, by needs that they're trying desperately to get met, and by their risk tolerance -- but risk tolerance often actually means risk *resignation*. When people feel hopeless and alone, it looks a lot like moral nihilism.

I really do not think that people who have been sloppy with covid protocols or isolation are evil people who want disabled folks to die, or that they dont want to be able to socialize with you safely, or anything like that -- i think we have all been pervasively failed by the systems around us, and that the full weight of that failure falls disproportionately onto you and people like you. and so of course it makes sense for you to be really upset at the injustice of it.

I would read this piece by Awards for Good Boys

and here's some pieces I wrote about how systems are responsible for where are with COVID today, not individuals behaving badly:

none of these facts make the situation you're in any less tough, i've got to acknowledge, and so you've gotta give yourself some license to be mad and to mourn how unfairly so much has been taken away from you and continues to be. i just think it is also really perilous for any of us to go down the path of developing a politics rooted in the belief that most other people are lazy, irresponsible, shameful, or evil. i see that kind of political pov germinating pretty widely on disability twitter, for instance, and it goes to really reactionary places really quickly -- and it often willfully refuses to engage in a class analysis

(for instance, people bragging about getting their grocery deliver drivers fired for making a small error on an order, and claiming thats disability justice because they need that service bc they cant go to the store. nevermind that many delivery drivers and gig economy workers themselves have disabilities from covid exposure due to doing those shitty jobs! etc).

[blodgmonster]

Queen of Shadows reread commentary part 2

-- Aedion: Ghost Leopards are awful, scary creatures. Please don't shift into one.

Lysandra:

-- Sin Eater has a temple filled with carved bones. Carved bones. Bone Carver. The bones in the sin eater's temple are confessions written before people died. The Bone Carver carves people's deaths. Very interesting.

-- "I'm doing this because I do not wish to see my queen become a demon herself." TOO LATE, LORCAN

-- "if it was death separating us...I would find you. I don't care how many rules it would break. Even if I had to get all three keys myself and open a gate, I would find you again. Always." ROWAN!!!!

-- "She'd forgotten the name she'd been given, but it made no difference. She had only one name now. Death, devourer of worlds." FUCK EM UP, KALTAIN.

-- "Hello, princling."

"Hello, witchling"

-- So Dorian has a moment where he regains control and THAT'S when Chaol decides he needs to be killed. He's such an IDIOT. I can hardly stand it.

-- "A monster incarnate. But perhaps the monsters needed to look out for each other every now and then." FUCK YEAH!!

-- FLEETFOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!! God, I want a dog.

-- "They tried to shoot my...Rowan through the heart." YOUR MATE! YOUR MATE

-- "Your mother went down fighting. She was a witch, and you are a witch, and you do not yield— you do not yield —" ELIDE SAYS YOU DO NOT YIELD FIRST

-- UNCLEAN. I'd call Manon's grandmother a cunt but she lacks the depth and warmth.

-- Aelin and Lysandra's friendship is just the BEST. And then of course we also have Manon and Asterin's friendship as well as Manon and Elide's friendship. I love well written female friendships.

-- "promise me...that you will walk out of that castle tomorrow." Nooooo not quite, Nesryn.

-- " WITCH KILLER — THE HUMAN IS STILL INSIDE HIM" Manon, I love you so.

-- "Light up the darkness, Majesty." "Light it up, Danika!"

-- Do we ever find out why Lorcan changed his mind and decided to help them after screwing them over so badly? I can't remember.

-- GHOST LEOPARD LYSANDRA COMING IN WITH THE HAIL MARY SAVE!!!!!! AND THEN NESRYN SAVES LYSANDRA! I forgot about that!

-- MANON SAVING ELIDE!!!!!!!! "Not one more. Not one more female would she allow them to take." FUCK YEAH!!

-- "It did not seem like a weakness to fight for those who could not defend themselves. Even if they weren't true witches." * screaming crying throwing up *

-- "You find Celaena Sardothien. Give her this. No one else. No one else. Tell her that you can open any door, if you have the key. And tell her to remember her promise to me — to punish them all. When she asks why, tell her I said they would not let me bring the cloak she gave me, but I kept a piece of it. To remember the promise she made. To remember to repay her for a warm cloak in a dark dungeon."

"She burned the cradles. She burned the monsters within. She burned the men and their demon princes. And then she burned the witches, who looked at her with gratitude in their eyes and embraced the dark flame."

KALTAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!

-- Lysandra puking on Lorcan is priceless.

-- ohhhh Lorcan helped because he realized Aedion is Gavriel's son.

-- Aelin granting Lysandea land. The female friendships in this book are spectacular.

-- Eyllwe is free. Aelin wishes that Nehemia was there to see it. Me too. Me too.

-- "And at long last, Aelin Ashryver Galathynius was home."

I thought Heir of Fire was my favorite but it might actually be Queen of Shadows.

Up next I attempt the tandem read of EoS and ToD. We'll see how that goes...

[meowstix]

i finally wrote a Long Post on takao kinomiya

OHHHH BOY :3 so i have been thinking about him occasionally recently. and i've like, had a bit of a realization? this post will Mostly be abt g-rev but that's mainly bc that's kind of where his whole... Issues are gone into the most. it is also where we see a certain someone who makes me go "wow! no wonder takao is like that"

so, i think i've already talked to some extent about how a big part of takao's shift in character was because of him being thrown into fame at such a young age. and well that's still definitely true but another aspect i don't believe i've gone into is that this actually builds onto another aspect of his character and paints like.. a very particular and kind of unexpected image. this other aspect, to be specific, is his abandonment issues.

the fact that his grandfather is the closest thing he has to immediate family around is one of the first things we find out about him, and this fact will end up explaining... a LOT, though it's not noticeable for a good while. i think it's a bit present in v-force, or at the very least there's Something to be made of just how quickly he latched onto kane, but the beginning of g-rev is where it really becomes obvious.

firstly, there's his reaction to the team splitting up. i should note the dub kind of screwed up the scene where max and rei leave, the end in particular has the dub basically resolve tyson's doubts with max actually confirming that, yeah, they're still friends, meanwhile in the original version, takao's question of "we're still friends, right?" goes unanswered. that aside, another notable aspect to this can be seen later with takao lashing out at rei after their battle in the world tournament. not only does he feel like rei abandoned him, but rei has friends, he has people supporting him. (obviously takao... still has hiromi and kyojyu but that's a whole other can of worms that i don't really feel like getting into)

hitoshi's treatment of takao is.. also noteworthy, to say the least. this is the first time takao has seen him in so long, and hitoshi never really seems to give a shit about him. i mean, i think he's supposed to, in that unhelpfully vague mentor way, but he sure as hell never shows it. and it's like... as i mentioned, hitoshi in particular really makes you realize that yeah, no wonder takao is like this.

i look at all this and i realize, it's like... takao is actively falling back on his fame in g-rev to make up for this feeling of loneliness eating away at him. he just wants to be seen so, so badly. he just wants to feel loved.

[erwinsvow]

I love love love the way you write Rafe!! He’s so sweet but doesn’t lose his dominant touch it’s so yummy

I was wondering how you’d portray ex bf Rafe like maybe he broke things off because life was becoming turbulent and he wanted to provide her with a stable lifestyle or something? Idk but I’m curious!!💓

ohhhh my god you are so so so sweet I’m melting thank you so much for your nice words!!!!! this means so much to me i feel he’s so hard to write for but I also want everyone reading to fall in love with him… i love u ur yummy 🥹🩵

this plot omg!!!!! thinking so many thoughts abt his inner turmoil when he sees how sad you are/crying over him, how it’s breaking his heart to end things but trying to look out for you so i feel like at first he wants things to be amicable but it’s rafe n in his mind he needs to be rough and mean (more than usual lol) to make sure you don’t wanna come back to him so he can protect you :( oh I’ll make myself cry

but of course it doesn’t work and probably falters the second he sees you with someone new on a date or at the beach or a party…. bonus points if it’s jj or pope hehe… but real talk he goes ballistic and punches him out like finds a reason n picks a fight and ends up like pummeling someone into the sand while you watch all scared bc he ended things with you and this is so unfair because youre just trying to move on!!! like he wanted!!!!

but cue dramatic scene and of course you’re like icing his bruise or cleaning his bloody knuckles like you always did </3 makes him real sad to see you cry bc he’s hurt….. wants to get back together so badly but wants to protect you even more….

these are the thoughts bae!!!! however a fully fleshed drabble coming soon to a erwinsvow near u🩵

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

just think megumi but with like pancakes for dinner by lizzy mcalpine vibe as he confesses to reader is in my head rent free everyday and u really need someone to see how him it would be in gonna cry

ok rant over ty for listening ly and ur stuff. <3

OHHH I LOVE THIS SO MUCH i listened to the song just now WAHHH it’s so soft and cute???? I CAN SOOOO SEE IT WITH GUMI R U KIDDING ME..

AND THE LYRICS 🥺🥺🥺 THIS MAKES ME SOOO SOFTT THEY’RE SO GUMICODED….

oh, and to tell you is too scary // so i’ll just say something else // and i wish that you could hear me // when i talk to myself // but this plane might not land safely // so, what the hell do i have to lose // if i just tell you?

i wanna eat pancakes for dinner // i wanna get stuck in your head // i wanna watch a t.v. show together // and when we're under the weather we can watch it in bed

i think that i should probably tell you this // in case there is an accident // and i never see you again // so please save all your questions for the end // and maybe i’ll be brave enough by then

well, maybe i won’t ever say what's in my head // no, i won't have to say anything // you’ll say it instead

he’s just soooo worried 🥺🥺🥺 gumi our baby w intimacy issues…… i feel like he would refuse to tell u how he feels at first but deep down he wants to say it so badly…. he just can’t get the words out :( he’s a shy baby!!!!! oohh i can totally picture everything spilling out all at once ……. maybe during a dangerous mission?? or maybe it slips out when you’re making pancakes together and the sun hits your face just right <33 just tiny moments of softness. i think he yearns for that kind of intimacy so bad… the confession isn’t intentional and he goes bright red immediately but he doesn’t take it back. and if you ask if he’s serious he’ll just nod… he could never lie to you!!

ohhhh but if you confessed first…. he’d be so relieved but also so bitter LMAOO deep down i do think he’d want to say it first… so the idea that his nervosity forced you to take the first step would probably make him grumpy pshdjdvf …… BUT it gives him extra motivation to be the one who says ily first >:3 (if you beat him to it AGAIN he gets soooo pouty….. cutie ….)

AAAA THIS WAS JUST THE CUTEST THING TYSM FOR SHARING <33333 if u have any other gumi thoughts (or jjk thoughts in general!!) i would love love love to hear em !!!!! and you’re so sweet, tysm for ur support 😭😭😭 ILY2 <3333

[clarajohnson]

the magicians s2e7

STOP IGNORING ME STOP IGNORING ME YOU PUSSY !!!!!!

you will know exactly what i'm going to say i'm going to say it until she goes away. i love you niffin alice.

one of these dummies is gonna call the brain police and you've got priors!

Evil Things Inside of Me That Used to Be Alice

SOOO fucking interesting, their conversation on "boxing her up" because alice is right! he IS trapping her! the first time i watched this show i was truly TRULY so angry at him for this. when he says "or you could be quiet and you could let me try and solve this" like my god the man never lets anything go! it's so unhealthy and like NOW i don't blame him because he's my best friend but the first time around i could only think of it as selfish and sinister and controlling.

the world's foremost expert on all things me... an all timer quote. god what a quotable scene!

i'm not bloodthirsty i just wanna be free :-( sorry but she's so hot if she was bloodthirsty i'd still do what she wanted

julia's hair is so nice in this scene

i love you korean knife magicians i really love you so much sometimes this show really just charms me

BANK HEIST !!!!!!!!! one of my favorite moments in this show

GOOD BECAUSE I DON'T margo marry me

sometimes i think about how many plots are running in any given scene/episode/season of this show and i swear i could pass out like who remembered ember shitting in the wellspring except tick pickwick did !!!!!

also love the magic-seeing lenses in this show that's always been charming to me. same with the mann reveal but i like the little lenses more.

when they kill off the haxenpaxen it feels to me like they were like okay we can't keep track of all this. which must have been a difficult decision for the magicians showrunners.

that poor girl is ~fucked!~

yeah to circle back to the one million concurrent plots i like that q's plot for the time being is "liberate the being of pure chaotic energy that looks like my girlfriend which is trapped in the tattoo on my back" in the grand scheme of things here it's kind of a minor issue lol

raise your hand if she's the reason that you fucking exploded in this life!

my best friend in the world does crazy shit and doesn't listen to me and like he probably means jules but unfortunately it's true of literally every character on this show

q is a remarkably good friend very attentive very concerned

help us rob a bank oh my god yes

love the anthropomorphic books also. fun throughline.

kady and penny have crazy fucking chemistry CRAZY chemistry

THERE'S OUR LITTLE KING. oh my god ohhhhh my god

margo's hair is sooo so so good.

aw i love that eliot didn't know margo had robbed a bank. it's so obviously a device so she can walk them through the security procedures because he would absolutely know that within like a month of them knowing each other but it's so cute.

ohhhh margo's little two-piece outfit. i'm not gonna look it up but i'm pretty sure this was from 2016 and i know this simply because i wore a two-piece dress to my high school winter formal. it was a dark fucking time.

yeah pass i like air >:-(

kady could've had her own show there's so much going on with her. and you know what? i'm not ashamed to say it. underutilized in fic.

alice had the bedroom of a precocious seven-year-old daughter of a single mother in a 2009 dramedy. where the wild things are ass bedroom.

return of the best bitches !!!!!!

brakebills must have some CRAZY fucking wards you ever think about it?

"oh nut up it's just a finger"

penny and kady grow up as though q did not get that finger in an orifice he was perfectly fine with

margo is so excited to coordinate a bank heist she is the number one girl in the world

remarkably extraordinarily fake bees i have to admire it

q and his FUCKING inability to take a sweater off

penny not touching the floor stresses me out SO badly. toe on the floor. (penny voice) god damn it.

love the security guards in love

the wrecking ball is a weapon of peace :'-)

(cuntiest voice in the world) oh well, rest in peace penny

i understand his reasoning for not telling anyone about niffin alice in his head but if i was q i would've been immediately telling everyone like that's not the shit you keep inside

"i've always been good at math" i would never believe that

q's saddest little "oh no :-o" this heist has everything !!!!

once again i feel like horomancy only becomes a big tricky thing later in the series because jules invents a time machine within like an afternoon. maybe two days.

ohhhh the fucking dokkaebi stress me out

first of all el taking a fatal injury for q :-( second of all KADY FUCKING DECKING THE BATTLE MAGICIAN !!!!! third of all q struggling to leave even the golem oh this gentle little guy who is in love with eliot waugh

somebody find out how they did julia's lashes i'm jealous

[wednesdaythesecond]

pls tell us your fucked up petekey fic ideas. the people need to know

Ohhhh I have so many petekey ideas but my most recent one, I spent like 17 hours telling @bootlegfrnk about it. Okay so, uh, warnings for mouth gore, violence, abuse, vomit, incest- y'know, the fucked up stuff

Gerard and Mikey are weird awkward basement dwellers who don't know how to talk to people but they're y'know, 👀 of that age, and they're horny so they make out and fuck each other and ignore how weird it is. This goes on until Gerard goes off to college and Mikey doesn't have an older brother to fuck hide behind and has to talk to people himself.

When Mikey's not joined at his brother's hip, he's got that awkward but cute boy swag and ends up getting girlfriend 💕 we love to see it!

When Gerard comes back during a school break, he walks in on Mikey making out with his girlfriend and Gerard does not like that. He does not like that at all. Mikey is HIS brother and no one else is allowed to touch him! But obviously, Gerard can't come out and say that so he silently seethes every time he sees Mikey with his girlfriend and spends the rest of his time sulking in his room.

Mikey still wants to hang out with his brother though, so he finally convinces Gerard to come to a house party with him. Mikey's a lightweight because he's young and skinny and I said so, so he gets completely wasted right away. Gerard's also pretty drunk, which removes any and all inhibitions, so when he sees Mikey kissing his girlfriend, he snaps.

Gerard grabs a chunk of glass from a broken bottle and finds Mikey throwing up in the bathroom, where he tries to cut Mikey's tongue out. They're both drunk, it's an improvised weapon and the tongue is mostly muscle, so they end up on the floor, wrestling on the floor while Gerard slashes and hacks up the inside of Mikey's mouth.

There's blood everywhere, Mikey is making this horrible gurgling choking noise and Gerard is breathing hard and hissing about "that bitch" and "fucking touching you." Gerard's hands and cut up to hell, Mikey's mouth is a mess and they're both covered in each other's blood (and who says romance is dead?)

Gerard leaves Mikey lying on the floor (on his side so he doesn't choke on his vomit or blood or what's left of his tongue because Gerard is such a good brother), washes his hands, bandages them and flushes the chunk of glass down the toilet.

Mikey's tongue isn't fully severed but it's cut up to hell and whether from the vomit or dirty piece of glass or lying on a nasty bathroom floor, it gets infected. Seriously, badly infected. He ends up getting a total glossectomy (surgical tongue amputation) and never kisses his girlfriend or talks again.

Mikey retreats back into the basement, hides behind comics books and his brother again, avoids people and breaks up with his girlfriend. He learns sign language and never tells anyone what happened. He doesn't want to think about what happened. If Mikey doesn't tell anyone, he can pretend it never happened, pretend he doesn't know how Gerard got those scars on his fingers.

Gerard's not like that, not usually, it was only that one time. He'd never hurt Mikey again.

But he could, so Mikey stays quiet in every sense of the word.

Gerard and Mikey start hooking up again. It's fine, it's whatever, it's a physical release and they're both shut ins so it just makes sense. If Gerard kisses Mikey a little too hard, licks inside Mikey's mouth, that mess of scar tissue and insecurity a little too possessively, Mikey can ignore that.

My Chemical Romance forms almost exactly like it did. There's fans and shows and attention and albums and songs and interviews.

Mikey doesn't talk in interviews. He used to use sign language and it's the 00s so Gerard acts as his interpreter but it's so much easier if Gerard just answers for Mikey. He knows Mikey so well, he knows exactly what Mikey would say. Mikey can simply fade into the background, disappear behind his brother, it's easier that way.

It's the summer of 2005, Warped Tour and Pete Wentz has noticed the silent stoic figure hiding behind Gerard. He doesn't know a single thing about Mikey Way but he wants to know everything about him.

What's his favorite song? Why does he play bass? Has he ever kissed a boy? Does he want to? Why doesn't he talk? Can he talk? What's his deal? If he doesn't talk, what does that mouth do?

Mikey isn't used to get this much attention from anyone (barely even Gerard anymore <3) and he doesn't know how to react. He likes this attention and he kind of likes Pete. Pete's hot and funny and actually shows interest in Mikey as a person instead of just as an extension of Gerard. Pete tries to learn sign language and he's not great at it, but he's trying. Pete goes out of his way to talk to and hang out with Mikey, rather than just expecting him to be around by default. Pete respects Mikey's boundaries (no leaving marks, don't kiss him on the mouth, don't ask about the tongue thing). He's everything Gerard isn't and Mikey is more than a little into that.

Of course, Gerard won't like that Mikey's falling for someone else, but he's never going to find out, is he?

[inkedmyths]

S2: E4 "Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things"

Brought to you by I FINISHED THE QUARTER I'M ALIVE THANK GOD

This episode featuring: Don't cry and drive, interrogating the grieving, stupid men making bad decisions, and lessons that I'm SURE will be taken to heart

Ohhh this chick having a breakup or a death or something and this guy gets her alcohol and chocolate and emo rock. Thats so nice

Whshsgsg did she climb out the window

DONT TEXT AND DRIVE

Or call and drive and yeaaaah thats what I thought

[ Kayla inquires about this, and I amend it to being a sobbing mess while at the wheel. Kayla then goes on a continuous tangent about how much she's cried while driving. Friends, if you're reading this, please be aware that Kayla is not a model for any behavior you should be exhibiting. ]

Oh their dad's necklace on their mom's grave. Ah :(

Ohhh its a dead tree so spooky. What are you looking at Dean

Ooookay the dead grass circle is actually spooky. Uh?

Sam neither you or Dean are doing any kind of coping

[ Kayla says that if they were, we wouldn't have a show. ]

NOOOO GOD NOT THE HARASSING PEOPLE WHO JUST HAD SOMEBODY DIE

I get its for the job but :(

GOD THIS POOR DUDE IS LIKE. HES SO SO SAD BC HIS DAUGHTER DIED and then Dean's like "Yeah yeah so do you ever feel like she's still ~present~ orrrr" and Sam's clearly glaring at him to STFU

Traumedy at its finest

[ Theres some discussion now on Dean and how he handles things, due to how he was raised and his position as the Older Brother. Basically, he handles things badly, for a variety of fucked up reasons. This isn't news. ]

Sam is, in this case, right. But Dean is going to continue repressing!

Oh hey is this the best friend guy?

Or the bf?

OH THAT PLANT JUST DIED

Boi you're so dead

Ohhh spooky reflection

Oh he deeaaaad shooocker

Dean. What are you doing.

IDIOT

Dean has now ended up with a sad crying girl and he's sitting there with the clear expression of someone SO not equipped with what's happening

This is why you don't break and enter. You end up being faced with emotions.

Dean being such a brat but when is he not

COLLEGE EMPLOYED GRIEF COUNCILORS

Every new thing they impersonate is funnier than the last

Except maybe the priests. Idk if anything will top that

[ Kayla says it will. I am delighted by this. ]

Ok I was right the guy was her bf and was cheating

Grave digging. Of course. I get it but also Why

[ Kayla says something in spoiler text, and Aspen says to stop posting easy to click spoilers. Kayla says to stop clicking the spoilers. How do you think I feel? You people will have paragraphs of spoiler discussion. Right in front of my salad. ]

EMPTY COFFIN??

Oh shit there she is

Wh

I mean. Ok. Make out with a dead girl. Yeah. I mean I guess I would assume I'm dreaming but also man doesn't that raise any red flags my dude.

Also Sam yelling at Dean so true

Zombie??

Dude? Red flags?

OHHH

OHHHHHH THIS MOTHERFUCKER

I seeeeeeeee I seeeeeeee

He resurrected her bc he wanted her back

[ Kayla and Melon discuss the existence of zombies in SPN. I mostly ignore it. ]

Ohhhh oh the roommate

Uh oh girl!!

UH OH GIIIIRL

Ohhh thats scary as shit but epic

"Damn that dead chick can run"

[ Melon asks if I'm going to watch another episode, even though I'm in the middle of this one. Heathen. ]

[ Mom then interrupts to try and get me to try some foundation. I protest. Kayla says the phrase "dolled up for Dean", and Melon follows it up with "dressed up for daddy", and I immediately begin planning on ways to send them both to an early grave. Why am I friends with these people. ]

WHATS IN THE BAG BITCH

Ooooh bitch you did this you resurrected her

Ohhh you're so dead you're so stupid

OHHH SHE JUST STRAIGHT UP SNAPPED HIS NECK

Luring her in I see

Not a vengeful spirit but something turned angry and dangerous because someone decided to fuck around and find out

WHSHSHS something a little funny about Sam running from some chick in a nightgown

What's dead should stay dead! Correct Dean! Hope you all take that to heart

Don't tell me anything bc I'm already so sure they don't

There's 15 seasons and these guys love to fuck around and find out. What's a little necromancy

Pulling over? Whatcha doing. Getting out to yell at the void

Oh shit is Dean Winchester APOLOGIZING? (gasp)

[ Kayla says he actually does that quite frequently, due to generally being apologetic for committing the crime of existing. This is a fair assessment. ]

Its not your fault buddy... you couldn't have controlled what your dad did. You never could.

Oh my god men crying

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Dean continues to do bad at feelings. Sam is only marginally better because at least he's addressing that there are feeling being had. Anyways, don't resurrect people, they come back Wrong, and I'm suuuure this is so totally a lesson that the Winchesters are taking to heart and therefore will definitely not be attempting any necromancy at all in the future.

[icecream-junkie]

OHhhh after getting that amazing HEX I just have to know a bit about your other ideas so.....HEX 2!

Looking at your HEX prompts, my first thought was "someone gets infected by a Burned One". I came up with two different ideas for that scenario and HEX 2 is one of them.

It's currently 1300+ words of Farah worrying about Saul after he got hurt by a Burned One in episode 1x03. Basically, the idea is that after the end of the episode she goes to check on Saul, because while she knows he's on the mend, she is still upset and needs to be close to him to reassure herself that everything will be alright. There's a bit more drama to it, but I don't want to give it all away just yet, because I hope to finish it at some point. However, I will tell you that it was supposed to end with smut. 😏

Anyway, I dropped it as an idea for the HEX for three reasons:

1) I wasn't completely happy with how I had written Farah. One day I liked it, the next I felt like she was too whiny. I just couldn't make up my mind. Essentially, I was struggling with finding the right balance between letting her be the strong female character I love while also showing her being vulnerable.

2) Considering that I was at 1300 words already and had barely gotten them into the same room, I realised this would probably end up being somewhat longer, possibly even more than one chapter and I wasn't sure I could have finished the story in time for the HEX. I also didn't want to gift a WIP without knowing when/if I would be able to finish it.

3) I realised at some point that this story was mainly about Farah being protective rather than Saul, but your prompt was "jealous/protective Saul".

So between those issues I decided to start from scratch and that's when I decided to focus on jealous!Saul rather than protective!Saul. After that Green-eyed Monster basically wrote itself.

And since flattery will get you anywhere (😉), here are the first three paragraphs of HEX 2:

It has been a long day, no, a long week and Farah is exhausted. She never thought she would see Saul like this again, badly hurt with dark lines marring his pale skin and his beautiful grey eyes tinted black by the infection that was ever so slowly gnawing away at his humanity. She had thought it a thing of the past, could not have imagined that she would come this close to losing him again, to having to fulfil a promise made decades ago that would have cost her dearly now that they have grown closer over time. It had impacted her more than she had expected. After all, it wasn’t the first time one of them had been infected by a Burned One. But somehow this time it had felt different.

Maybe it had been her inability to act, the fact that she was stuck at Alfea while others were hunting the beast. Young, untested fairies and specialists who had never faced such a creature before. The waiting had almost driven her mad and when the longed-for message had finally come at the eleventh hour, the Burned One was dead, but Saul was still infected, she had not known what to do with all the emotions running through her. The pain, the fear and hopelessness, it had been overwhelming. She may be used to blocking out other people’s emotions, but today she had not been able to control her own, her calm façade crumbling slowly but surely. Having Bloom confront her about Rosalind was the straw that broke the camel’s back. It had all been too much and Farah needed to do something.

So she had ventured outside the barrier, and while even now she does not know what she had hoped to accomplish, in the end it was the restlessness that had driven her that had saved Saul and the foolhardy students who had tried to hunt down the creature on their own.

[haoleiah]

oooooooooo the Rage grows….it is very angry and full of violence ooo i want to hurt her very badly maybe with a hammer maybe start coughing in 1 day fall down the stairs push you off a cliff get lost in china never come back i don’t want to see your fucking ugly mug ohhhh i am just sooooooo ready to throw hands i want to tear off your skin push you off a building grind you into bits tear out your throat tear out your eyes burn you alive impale you chop off your head run you over hmmhgghhhh what more what more can i do to you i want you to sufferrrrrr or just dieeeee either works nothing would change with you gone i would be so much happier you are a plague on me a virus a disgusting fucking parasite i need you GONE GOOOONNNNEEEEEE maybe break your legs get a stroke become a fucking vegetable or something you will NOT be seeing these pearly gates die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die kill her!!! rip her in half!!! tear off her skin!!!! put her under a hydraulic press maybe…ooooooo would be so nice i will just keep writing and writing until the rage goes away hmmmm a hot shower laterrrrr to wash off all this anger hahahahaharrrrr arghhhh i want to pin you to a board hmmm what else can i do to make you suffer beyond comprehension i need you in PAINNNNNNNN and to stay away from me your existence makes me so arghhhhhh i hate you sooo soooo much just DIIEEERREEEEEE arghhhh disappear disappear die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die diesige die die die die die die die die die get into like idk an accident or something maybe lolololololoolooolol you’d deserve it for being such a horrible bitch of a person lmao attention seeking idiot fucking retarded bastard sia cb lah fucking useless piece of trash i want to tear out all your organs pin you to a wall as you lay there alive and suffering but i also don’t want to hear your ugly and fucking horrible voice so myyyyaybebeeee as you lay there dying ill remove your vocal cords first??? hmmmm that’d be nice soooooo nice i want you in pain i want to make you suffer you should suffer and burn and burn and burn nnnnbnn die die die die die die die die dieeeeee please make my life happier and just DIE wow!!!! disappear from my sights and dieee!!!!! you do not deserve this life!!! you should completely disappear and die i don’t want to see you again!!!!! die died die died die die die die die die die die die die die disgusting bitch ugly bitch stupid bitch idiotic motherfucker waste of space useless motherfuckerrrrrrr maybe it would’ve been so much better if you were the one that died first if only ah gong was still here. haha stupid bitch you think you can ruin my mental and get away with it?????? cb sia this motherfucker you think you who i’m gonna fucking GUT you motherfucker die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die diedidieidieidiieidieididieidieidiieididieidieiei i hate you soooooooooooooo.much it’s such a passionate fire burning inside me hahahrhahrhahrhahhrahhrhs i want you DEADDDDD i want you GONENREREEEEEEE you need to DISAPPEARRRRR LEAVE THIS HOUSE THEN FUCKIBG BITCH ALWAYS OUT HERE COMPLAINING ATTENTION SEEKING ASSHOLE YOUR PUSHING WHAT IDK IDK HOW OLD YOU ARE YOU ILD ASS FOSSIL YOURE OUSHING IT LAH ANGWAYS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA you dont have long the way you act like this the way you want to act god god god you need to DIE disappear off the face of this earthyeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh wooooooooooooooooooooo trip and fall lololololololololol why so superstitious anyways??????? have you something to hide??? why pray and believe in god when you are such an ugly being undeserving of salvation no god will love you no god will bless your ugly body you will die unloved and in the fires of hell. you will die alone. painful. i will not cry for a beast like you. you are nothing but pure convenience to me. i will make use of you like a tool you are but a tool you hear me? once you run out of use i will throw you away :))))

[snowangeldotmp3]

imagining a robin coming out to joyce scene in RR:STUD

ohhhh my god.

robin, jonathan, and joyce are in their kitchen, jonathan is rambling about how much he wants to impress nancy and he doesn't wanna mess it up bc it's nancy wheeler. and robin feels this sort of jealous, empty feeling (not because she's got a crush on nancy...) because she realizes all too quickly that she wants to freak out about stuff like this and she wants to be the one who's freaking out about what she should wear and where she should take a girl on a date and all of these things that aren't socially acceptable.

robin goes kinda quiet, no longer supplying somewhat helpful answers to jonathan when he asks stuff like, "do i bring her flowers? does she even like flowers?" (robin secretly knows the language of flowers. she stole a farmer's almanac from the store one time and committed it to memory). she just falls into little "mhm. sure. yeah." bursts here and there. joyce notices immediately.

once jonathan's left, she watches robin still at the table, unmoving. now joyce knows that the girl is literally always on the move, so seeing her like this is an immediate red flag. joyce breaks the ice with a, "is there anything you want to talk about, sweetie?" and robin looks up from the hole she was currently boring into the table to see joyce sitting across from her. she can't tell if joyce is homophobic or not, from what she's heard, about lonnie and all, is that she hated when lonnie would call will names, and would call him out on that kind of bullshit. but still, robin has to play her cards right or she could really lose all of this. and she really, really doesn't want to lose all of this. she can't stand the thought of never seeing will or jonathan or even joyce ever again. but joyce reaches out and grabs robin's hand, and the dam inside her breaks.

she tells joyce all of it. how she likes girls, how she's jealous that she'll never be able to have what jonathan and nancy have, never able to take a girl to the prom or a real date or any of the gross romance stuff that she wants to do so badly. she watches joyce as the words spill out, and joyce doesn't say anything, she just soaks all of the information in. by the time robin's done, she's hyperventilating and she's trying to continue but joyce doesn't let her. instead, joyce just wraps her tightly in a hug, rubbing small circles on her back, and let's robin get it all out.

[clonecumber]

Three of those character ask things from way back that I realize now I only had posted on Dreamwidth. Whoops.

Etain, Corr, and Kal. As always, mind the tags.

Anonymous: Etain

Ohhhh, that's a toughie. All right, I don't know you anon, but you're asking about a controversial character so...proceed with caution?

First impression : I don't think I had very many strong feelings about Etain, but I remember being in line with Kal's take on the situation regarding her pregnancy. Reading it now, there are aspects to it that I feel are way more complicated than how the narrative (and KT's multi-book gaslighting campaign) present them, so I've eased up on that, but that whole plot is still...Eugh. She wasn't really a preferred character, but I grudgingly tolerated her, I suppose.

Impression now : *drags hands down face* Look, I have done like...so much drafting in my head for months about specific Etain things and this is hard, okay. I nearly don't even want to talk about it without at least three separate whole entire papers to point to in order to flesh this shit out, but I'm going to try. Etain's very complicated, primarily because, from a Doylist perspective, knowing anything about how the Jedi work, so many things about how she's written just. Don't fucking make sense. They really don't make sense. Trying to Watsonian the mess is more than a humble ask game can hold. I'll do my best, but yeesh.

(PS. I've already made a separate post talking about how I feel Etain's badly underutilized as a character as well, so I won't be talking about that much either, but I still hold true: Etain had amazing narrative-relevant talents and I wish that had gone somewhere.)

But, Etain. She's actually pretty similar to Skirata in personality, I think. Not identical, but they have a lot of overlap, specifically in their flaws and way of behaving toward others, though the way they express these behaviors tends to differ. The core seems the same, though. Etain obviously has shittier self-esteem, but I feel like they both have a fear of abandonment/need to be special that drives a lot of their behaviors, but Etain's more aware of it and Skirata really isn't. I also think they're both very driven by heart-over-head, both compassionate but so starry-eyed with the idea of doing good for people that they steamroll the same people they're trying to help, which leads into them both having major problems with boundaries and basic communication skills, and both very prone to "othering" anyone not in their in-crowd, to differing degrees of severity. If I was going to Watsonian Skirata's lashing out at Etain throughout the books, I'd say the reason might be besides Etain being a less conventionally attractive woman, is rather because Etain and Skirata are too similar, and while she's alive Skirata is probably subconsciously reacting to that - always jumping to the worst possible conclusion because he sees himself in her, and Skirata has a very complex relationship with his own flaws. Case: Skirata attacks her for things his own POV will sometimes point out are things he does too, sometimes to the point of seeming confused at himself for why he's reacting so strongly, though this never actually goes anywhere since it neither changes Skirata's behavior toward Etain nor makes him examine himself in any more detail. I do think it says a lot that it's there. It's also an interesting compare and contrast exercise, primarily for the following reason:

Because where Etain's different is that 1) none of the other characters ever let Etain get away with shit, so most of the things she pulls get her called out promptly and severely and 2) Etain actually wants to get better about how she treats people. She struggles sometimes and doesn't always get it right, but she's nearly always willing to listen to criticism and will try to do better come hell or high water, even if she doesn't really know what that looks like and ends up forging determinedly ahead in entirely the wrong direction. The spirit is there. I really, really wish therapy existed in Star Wars, because Etain would really benefit from it.

I also find her conversations with Darman where we get to see her from Darman's POV interesting to read, especially later in the series. Around Darman she's always more confident and secure, and it shows, I think. The neuroticism we see from other outside-in looks at Etain (basically only Ordo and Kal, really) dials down significantly, and without the anxiety you get a young woman who's a little stiff and abrupt, even a little stern, but also surprisingly funny and kind. Someone who maybe doesn't smile often, but man, when they do. I feel like we also got a bit of this during her interactions with Mereel, since I remember her POV chapters with him being much less...self-disparaging. So I mean, at least she had two people in this clan she could relax around.

I like her character quite a bit now, actually, lol.

Favorite moment : Etain saving Niner and Fi from shrapnel in Hard Contact. She took initiative on her own and was so pleased with herself afterward; it was kinda cute.

Idea for a story : Instead of Etain dying to save the trooper, it was Skirata, for any reason. Doesn't really matter. I feel like losing Kal in that hero's journey "Death of the Mentor" sort of way would have had a much more interesting impact on the story afterward and maybe saved it from a bit of its...uncertain floundering in follow-up story lines. But also Ordo and Etain, on-scene, having to deal with that, and then the associated, longer-term fallout. It probably wouldn't be about Etain, but the narrative could ride around on her shoulder while everything was happening, so it would be Etain-centric. The dynamics alone would be interesting.

Unpopular opinion : This is nowhere near comprehensive, but: I don't really think Etain tricked Darman into unprotected sex with the intent to get pregnant. I feel like there is reasonable evidence to suggest Darman and Etain were already having unprotected sex even before Etain came to her decision that she wanted kids with Darman someday, no false pretenses required. And I mean, sure, even if they were, I definitely feel like her thinking about the possibility of pregnancy in the future should have at least prompted her to start a conversation before continuing to have unprotected sex with him, but that's still a far cry from the idea she actively sabotaged agreed-upon birth control measures, which I remember was the predominant belief on the forums back when I first read these books as a kid. (Not even getting into the "but did they even have quality sex education" thing because that's straight up headcanon vs headcanon and that's a nightmare road that I will not touch.)

Favorite relationship : (Sorry, Darman, but) MEREEL. Etain and Mereel's friendship came out of left field, but I actually really, really liked it.

Favorite headcanon : That Etain's intersex. Possibly also trans or questioning.

walonvaus: Corr

Hi! Thank you for your comment, I really appreciate it! Sorry for the wait; I try to do these in the order I receive them and I had one on Tumblr just before yours.

Corr's tricky for me, and separating what I can draw from him in canon from the way kaasknot's fic fleshed him out in my head is hard, lol. I don't think I entirely succeeded. Not least because I'm falling asleep on my keyboard, whoops.

First impression : I do not remember. He sure existed?

Impression now : For a guy KT liked to use as a MadLibs booklet every time she needed a random character to do anything and then shoved off-screen at every opportunity, he sure managed to make himself interesting. His canon personality is a bit all over the place, but just his story in general? There's so much there. I'm still fascinated by the fact that apparently after finishing his training, Corr was still running with the Nulls for awhile. Presumably he was spinning his wheels until they had a placement for him, like what happened when Skirata recalled him from a mission he was in the middle of with Jaing, but instead of planting him back in the barracks the Nulls just...kept him. Which says something, I feel. Corr's just one of those guys who has an entire novel's worth of shit happening, but it's taking place entirely off screen. His life is a series of noodle incidents and he never talks about himself. Ever. And so noodle incidents they will remain.

Favorite moment : During O66 when Kal's trying to deflect Niner by dropping the bomb about the second army and Corr goes straight on point like a hunting hound so that when Niner starts to go, "That's nice, now back to the topic at ha-" Corr does everything short of slamming a hand over Niner's mouth. I think he actually says something like, "Niner, shut up," or something, with the implied, "What second army?"

Which is very rude of Corr, who up until this point has been characterized as being very careful around Omega in a Must Keep Hands And Feet Inside The Vehicle At All Times approach to this new squad thing. On top of being raised as a line trooper with far stricter standards of behavior. Telling his sergeant to shut up has implications coming from Corr that it doesn't coming from, say, Darman or Atin.

And, sure, it's the exact reaction that Kal wanted, which sucks, but at the same time I think it says a lot about Corr's own priorities as a Line Trooper himself, and a bit that it sort of speaks to me of his time running second to the Nulls' own missions. There's still a part of him that thinks like them, and just like they were Shook upon this discovery, so is Corr. That on top of it being a sudden, intense blow to him as one of the demographics most affected by the war, troopers just like him hit the hardest by dent of numbers and being last in line for everything, feeling the lack of support the hardest, who would hear of these reinforcements who exist but aren't being used or might exist and might be used and just...have a hell of a lot of feelings about it all at once. I just like the characters piece here, that he just doesn't have a reason to care about Jilka over the second army, for all the reasons listed above. Niner doesn't fall for it as an all-or-nothing trade, information on Jilka's situation or information on the second army, but if Corr does, he knows which one he picks. And that's a cool show of his priorities. Also probably something I'm overthinking.

Idea for a story : Corr still being treated like part of Omega once he and Atin make it to Mandalore and reunite with Fi. Just. IDK. A bonding activity. Something. Fi being able to talk to Corr about things Fi might still have a hard time trying to explain to Atin, maybe. Like, you know, maybe Corr's been there before or something.

Unpopular opinion : (I don’t think this series really has popular opinions, but we’ll work with what we have:) Corr still doesn't really understand the One True Marriage/Must Be In Want Of A Wife ideal that most of the rest of the characters in the series were raised with, so him having a "girl in every port" is less him deliberately "playing the field" and more his squad trying to sync his behavior through their own cultural lenses.

Really, Corr's just a friendly guy who sometimes has sex with people he likes, with zero expectations on either side or even the real understanding that there should be (which I wonder about anyway, since Star Wars doesn't have a sex before marriage taboo to my understanding, which would be funny if it was just Skirata but I digress). Those "girls" are his friends. That's literally it. He does not get why his squad mates keep chortling amongst each other and ribbing him about this. Or, he does. Intellectually. But he doesn't get it.

Favorite relationship : I really want to say Mereel even though I've been realizing slowly over the course of the last couple weeks that for all there is so much interesting about their potential dynamic, they basically never interact on-screen in the books? H o w.

All the Nulls he's canonically worked with, so Mereel, Kom'rk, and Jaing.

Favorite headcanon : Corr approaches Jilka flirting because he learned it as a defusing tool from Mereel and no one else was working with her to keep her from eventually snapping and, like, stabbing Besany or something. That's his sole motivation originally, and he's halfway winging it. How the relationship plays out after that - especially when it rapidly grows outside Corr's control on account of him not really understanding why using flirting tactics on someone you live with isn't really the best idea, and maybe or maybe not him actually forming a friendship/actual romantic interest in Jilka - varies to me, but my primary interest is in the culture clash potential.

kaasknot: Kal Skirata

Hi!

Juuust a forewarning, since I don't know if you've seen much of my typical rambling, but I have Strong Feelings about Kal Skirata's character, so. Be warned? Also trying to talk about this without dipping into a bit of TMI is impossible. If you don't want to deal with that, skip the first two impressions, please!

First impression : I first read these books up to True Colors (O66 and 501st came out later) all together when I was a young teenager nearly a decade before I'd finally start being able to admit to myself that I had been abused, and I adored Kal Skirata. He was just like my mom, except better.

Impression now : No argument that KT's main strength is her ability to create vivid characters. Kal as a character is incredibly important to me because he's one of the most perfect characterizations of an (unintentionally but still very) emotionally abusive parent I've ever read. And from a meta standpoint, using Kal - a safe fictional character - as a proxy to sort through my own understanding of my own treatment by my own mother was a useful exercise, since the parallels are so stark. The fact Kal doesn't ever do it on purpose is what matters to me too, because it's too easy for people to decide toxic people are that way by some grand calculating plan, deliberately maneuvering everyone around them like expert chess masters for maximum suffering, when really it's usually just because they're damaged, frightened people lashing out and grasping on instinctively, who aren't capable of recognizing the harm they're doing. Like the emotional equivalent of a drowning person latching on to anyone nearby and not realizing when they shove them down under the water. It's the human desire to be liked and appreciated absent the ability to self-reflect and cope in a healthy, productive manner, and an unwillingness to self-correct when their own lacking behaviors are pointed out to them. Kal wants to be a good person. He wants to do right by his kids and be super-dad and all of that. He really, really wants it, and that makes it easy to excuse him, because his intentions are so good. (Except he's also got a bit of a white savior thing going on, but we're not talking about that right now.)

The fact that being seen as that person (so that he can see himself as that person) matters more to him than actually doing the hard work of correcting his behaviors so he can be that person is where he fails. He wants without putting in any actual, productive effort. If it doesn't make him feel better about himself, it scares him, and he does his best to ignore it away and make everyone validate him so he can pretend he never did anything wrong to start with. This man gaslights like he breathes. He uses dramatic shows to "erase" damage he's done without actually taking into account if the person he's trying to "make amends" to actually feels better after he's done (see: Darman). He can spin the narrative of self-improvement, but he wavers at actually walking it. It's human. It's very, very human. It's part of why a lot of my favorite "what ifs" involve Kal learning how he's fucked up, being forced to confront it, and growing better as a person and forming healthier relationships with his family. At this point I've accepted my mom will never do it, but I like to think Kal would.

But most importantly, that whatever else might have happened in Skirata's life to harm him, whatever his intentions were, that doesn't matter. People aren't allowed to hurt you just because they don't mean to, or because they've been hurt themselves.

TMI OVER

Favorite moment : Okay, so after he shakes hands and leaves Altis's ship and realizes he's still contagious with the vaccine-fever and he just looks at his hand in disgust and then mutters something like, "I should have charged you." I laughed.

I really, really like when Kal actually is the put-out old crook dragged kicking and screaming into something approximating morality by his love for six little boys, and I wish he'd been written that way more often, because he talks about himself that way sometimes but too obviously views himself as more-moral-than-thou at literally all times, not helped by KT warping reality around him to always make sure he's the most right and moral character in the series, and I just feel like it's a series of missed opportunities. The put-out old crook Kal we could have had is an icon.

Idea for a story : Sort of brainstorming this for a little while now, but: Time travel. Falin gets dumped on Ordo shortly after being found by Munin but before Munin manages to erase his name, or Ordo travels back and stumbles across little Falin and promptly kidnaps him because Munin is a Hard No. It'd be about breaking the cycle of abuse, Falin/Kal getting a better start after the hell he had to deal with and deserving much better than fucking Munin, and Ordo/the Nulls having the opportunity to recognize Kal's bad treatment through having to parent Falin/realizing where Kal came from and grappling with their own unwillingness to pass those things on, and coming to terms with why they don't want to pass those things on. For obvious reasons, them coming to terms with their own poor treatment and not really being equipped to deal with Falin's trauma, means there would have to be a broader cast to provide support, possibly even take over as Falin's primary caregiver for awhile (good luck getting past a freaked out and protective Ordo, but I have faith in his clan) but that's more detail than I've got so far. Point is the Nulls (especially Ordo) coming face-to-face with Falin.

I'm actually sort of attached to Laseema in particular recognizing aspects of Falin's treatment under Munin and actually being a good point of connection for him. She understands better than anyone else in that house exactly what sort of thing Falin's gone through, I think. At least the losing everything parts, and being taken, and being expected to perform to a new expectation by these strangers you have no power to combat, not even to keep your own name. Human trafficking victim to human trafficking victim. I have an image of Falin nursing a wild bird back to health, and, being Kal still, wanting to keep it forever even once it's healed, and Laseema walking him out into the yard, and talking to him beyond the range of anyone else's hearing, and eventually convincing him to let it go.

Unpopular opinion : *shrugs* Kal's a polarizing character. I love analyzing him and I'm very critical of him and want him to face some hard consequences, which is going to be very unpopular with 50% of fandom and perfectly fine with the other 50%.

Favorite relationship : Vau. They're both shitty old people and their relationship is hilarious. Literally the only character Kal doesn't have any sort of hold on, and they fight like cats and dogs but with the impression that they'll be shoulder-to-shoulder at the pub later or something. Angry, toxic old couple who fight all the time but will back each other up when it comes to fucking with the HOA inspector.

Favorite headcanon : Okay, I erased the BS I invented on the spot that lived here last time. Honestly, I spend so much time focusing on canon!Kal that I don't really have any headcanons I can point to in a snap. He gets his share of attention already. Unless some of my interpretations of his canon actions dip into headcanon territory, this is all I've got.

[queen-yalo]

FFXV | Headcanons | S/O getting hurt during a battle

Request: Okay then 😌 May I request HCs of the chocobros (separated) with a S/O that gets really hurt in battle? Like, almost dead xD Ohhhh and for extra angsty points, they argued before the battle 👀🔥 Pfff I forgot, with a fluffy ending in the end, like you wanted 😅💕 [by @kirahhhh​​​]

A/N: This is the stuff I need!! ♥ Hope you enjoy!

Pairing(s): Gladiolus Amicitia x reader; Ignis Scientia x reader; Noctis Lucis Caelum x reader; Prompto Argentum x reader

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• Gladio could be an ass sometimes, no doubt about that. You always knew he was protective and slightly on the jealous side... but sometimes it just got ridiculous and constricting. You couldn’t take this anymore. While you didn’t want to break up with him, something needed to change. So, you tried talking to him about it. Of course he would dodge all your attempts to talk this out with him. He would never admit that he was jealous. Or that this jealousy was just so intense because he was SO afraid to lose you. He felt so stupid for being insecure like that. But he couldn’t help it.  

• So naturally, you two ended up fighting. And fighting with Gladio was never pretty. You two would yell and scream at each other, throwing around insults and finally going over to ignoring each other. It was always a hell of a mess until you two would sit down and actually talk it out, which would usually happen the next day. In the end you could never go long without each other. 

• Until that one day where stuff went down before you two could make up. What was supposed to be a normal hunt, nothing extraordinary, ended up being a fight for life and death. Who could have known that a damn Behemoth would lurk in the forests? Gladio could punch himself for not checking beforehand. At least all of you got out of the fight alive. More or less as he had to admit when he saw the huge gash along your side where the Behemoth got you with his horns. 

• Gladio hated himself. Why did he say all those awful things to you? How could he ever let that happen? Why didn’t he protect you? You deserved so much better than him. What if those words were the last thing he ever said to you? What if he couldn’t apologize and make things right? Could he live with that kind of guilt for the rest of his life?

• He stayed at your side until you finally woke up. He was a mess. He actually tried to break up with you. Gladio was ready to let you go - to protect you. From himself and this lifestyle. But you wouldn’t let him. It took some time but in the end you convinced him that this is what you wanted. All you were asking for was a little more reason and communication when things didn’t go well between the two of you. Gladio was more than ready to work on that. You both were. It goes without saying that you both never had a fight like that anymore. 

• Ignis spent a lot of time at the Citadel. It was frustrating sometimes. You always seemed to be on second place. Of course you knew that his jobwas important. But sometimes... just sometimes you wished you would feel equally important for him. It was almost impossible to really fight with Ignis. He could stay incredibly calm, even in the most stressful situations. Arguments or fights were no exceptions. But even Ignis had his limits. And when he felt like he was about to snap he “officially” ended the discussion and would simply ignore you if you tried to bring that topic up again. 

• But there was one time where Specs just... exploded. Not in public of course, but once you two were in the private of your own home. You went out with a friend of yours. A male friend to be precise. On a night that was usually reserved for you and Ignis - but he was working. Naturally you didn’t see a problem with spending that now free time however you wanted. If Ignis could turn you down for work, you could go out with someone else, right? It’s not like this was a date or something. Just two friends having coffee. 

• But Ignis was livid. You had never seen him like this before. He was yelling and swearing... and at one point you just walked out. You wouldn’t let him talk to you like that, nor would you get down on his level and talk back like that. How dare he? Treating you like property, pushing you away all the time only to act like he owns you when things don’t go his way? 

• When you left, Ignis finally cooled down. This wasn’t fair. It wasn’t and he knew it. He knew he was acting irrational. But he couldn’t help it. He had been botteling up his emotions for too long. He wanted to spend time with you. He hated disappointing you by cancelling yet another date. He hated it. But alas - what could he do? He had a duty to fulfill. But then again... he didn’t want to let you down. He was scared to lose you, which is why he snapped when he saw you with your friend. He couldn’t stand the thought of being without you. The thought of you finding comfort in another man’s arms. No. He needed to talk to you. Now. 

• Unfortunately... he was too late. You got involved in a fight just around the corner and were badly injured. Someone tried to rob a bank. Yes, you were able to stop the robber... but at what cost? Ignis was heartbroken when he stood next to your bed at the hospital, watching your unmoving form, being kept alive by those various tubes and machines. It was horrible. Would you ever wake up again? The doctors were unsure. Ignis knew you were strong... but... well maybe that was his punishment for being a disappointment. 

• He was so relieved when your eyes fluttered open after countless, excruciating days. He half expected that you would tell him to leave as your eyes landed on him. But to his surprise you smiled at him. Weakly... but it was there. Ignis knew as well as you did, that this was neither the time nor the place to talk about what happened between you two. For now you were both glad you had each other again. Life wasn’t finish with both your stories yet. 

• “Princes will be Princes.” Prompto once said. And when it came to this... there was no Prince like Noctis. He was a spoilt brat. And sometimes he acted like one too. And sometimes... that was driving you crazy. He could have the worst attitude if something happened that he didn’t like. It was ridiculous. Frustrating. Nerve-wrecking even. It was like he turned into a pouty 4-year-old. You couldn’t talk to him properly, let alone reason with him. All you could do was to accept his pouting and wait for it to go away... or do what he wants to make him happy again. 

• You were so sick of it. Sick of that man-child always getting his way. Sick of always having to act like you were okay with his tantrums. And one night, you had enough. You snapped. Yelled at him. Called him out on his ridiculous behavior. And what did he do? He yelled back. It wasn’t pretty. You had never seen him like that. Did you go too far? No, it was about time somebody did something about his antics. Maybe snapping at him wasn’t the right way to behave. But him telling you that he didn’t need you and that you were annoying anyway, was definitely worse. 

• You two had your occasional quarrels, but it never escalated into a fully blown fight like this. Neither of you knew how to deal with that, so you both did what you thought was best: Ignored each other until the other one would cave. Who would have thought, that a Granhorn would run you over before you two could sort things out? 

• Yes, your head wasn’t fully in the game when the five of you went hunting - understandably. And the fact, that this Grandhorn was hidden, until the very moment it came out of the bushes and trampled you, didn’t make it any better. You instinctively curled in on yourself and wrapped your arms around your head, but you still took quite a bad beating. Bones were breaking, skin was tearing, and you felt all of it. 

• Noctis panicked. This wasn’t supposed to happen. You weren’t supposed to get injured like this? How dare you? He yells at Ignis to do something, to fix you. He can’t stand the slight whimper that escapes your throat, it tears his heart apart. You shouldn’t suffer. Not mentally, not physically. And now you were suffering in both ways - just because of him and his incompetence to deal with his life. He wanted to slap himself. It was all his fault. 

• Noctis refuses to leave your side once Ignis patched you up and tucked you into your sleeping bag at the camp. Night had already fallen, so driving back to Insomnia was much too dangerous. The men just hoped that you didn’t have any internal injuries and that you would make it through the night. Noctis felt helpless as he watched your unconscious form, your chest barely rising and falling. His hand stroked your hair gently as he made the decision to never let it come to a point like this anymore. He didn’t want to fight with you. He didn’t want you to hate him. He was determined to fix things as soon as you woke up. Until then, he would just sit there next to you and read you some of your favorite stories. That was the one thing he could do for you right now. After all, you loved listening to his voice. 

• Fighting with Prompto was almost impossible. Almost. After all, he was a very soft individual and needed harmony at all costs - which is the reason he never talks back, even if he’s being pushed around. He never speaks up and he does everything to make everyone happy... without looking out for himself. Yes, it was great that he always wanted to maintain the peace and harmony within the group - but at what cost? 

• You were trying to help him with his insecurities, supporting him whenever possible, teaching him to stand up for himself and his opinions. But when it came to it, Prompto always caved and took the easy way out of a confrontation by backing down. This happened one too many times now.

• Yes, you were angry. Yes, you yelled at him. Yes, you were a tiny bit unfair to him. And yes, it was unexpected that Prompto found his voice right in that moment. Of course you were glad, that he finally stood up for himself... you just wished it wouldn’t have been like this. It was ugly. You were screaming at each other, throwing around harsh words and nasty insults - neither of you deserved that. 

• Prompto felt incredibly bad when you slammed the door shut as you left. He had such a bad conscience about lashing out at you like that. It wasn’t like him. What had gotten into him? Was it because it was a generally stressful time currently? Or was it because you were constantly trying to change him? He had to talk to you about that. He knew that you weren’t actually trying to change him, you wanted to help him. But maybe... just maybe it was a little too much. He needed to make things right with you. Now. 

• He sprinted after you - but it was too late. The only thing he found was your unconscious, bleeding form in the middle of the street. Prompto was freaking out. What was he supposed to do? Get you to safety. Get you to a doctor. Find whoever did this. Thoughts were racing through his head. He tried to sort them, tried to find the right thing to do. But... he only came around when someone was calling for help and tending to your wounds. 

• It had been the worst couple days of his life, until the doctors finally said that you would be alright. It was close. Too close. But you would make it. You would come back to him. Until then, he would sit right next to you and read your favorite stories to you and tell you about his day, how he finally managed to assert himself in a certain matter. He could have sworn that the corners of your lips twitched slightly when he told you that. Even when being in a state like this, you were still showing Prompto, that you were there for him. You truly were the best thing that ever happened to him.