#one day he will dare to ask him

[themeraldee]

I think Homelander would love someone who gets jealous. Not 'i need space to calm down for a bit' jealous but 'i'm gonna either be super clingy or fuck you into the bed for the rest of the night' type of jealous. Because his SO doesn't kill people even if they're chill with it.

But imagine them having a jealous streak and Homelander finding it out because after a while he connects the dots of people flirting with him or Vought pushing a relationships for media purposes to the times his SO is suddenly VERY clingy or is pouncing on him

yes yes YES!! My man's ego is gonna be through the roof. As if it already wasn't. But if it's the kinda jealousy that makes his SO clingy he is SOO gonna indulge in that anytime there's a chance (upon finding out about this in the first place).

With all his previous relationships not caring about him to that degree to finally have someone who literally FIGHTS for his attention? He's smug as hell. Teasing you about it when he figures it out.

"Don't tell me you're jealous." He's biting back a grin, instead cocking his eyebrow.

"How could I not be! She was all over you!"

"It's her job. Madelyn wants her to be my public girlfriend." He keeps riling you up. Especially mentioning the new superhero meaning to act as his new 'girlfriend'.

"Well maybe you should tell Madelyn that it's not happening." You walk him to the couch and he lets you push him down on it. Immediately straddling him. "You..." You start off with fire in your eyes. "Are in a happy committed relationship. It's not fair that I have to see you with other people." You're close enough to nuzzle into his warmth, your face stuffed in between his neck and his collar, inhaling that intoxicating scent of his.

"Mhm you're right it's totally not fair." You feel the rumble of his voice in his throat.

"Stop taking this lightly!" You're already peppering kisses across his neck. Your hips having a mind of their own are already grinding down against him.

You have this intrinsic need to make him smell like you, to touch him and kiss him everywhere you can. If you can't be out there in public with him you'll make sure that he remembers your fingers and lips all over him. Not a part of him that's been untouched by you.

"I'm not. I just love when you get like this." He finally lets himself grin at the needy way you're pushing yourself against him and he couldn't be happier that you want him this bad.

He needs to make you jealous more often.

[sylver-drawer]

Rereading wmmap for the hell of it and things that further add evidence onto novel Ijekiel’s behavior towards Jennette being a result of HIS OWN expectations he held himself to, when Athy/Lee Jihye falls into him for their first meeting, and then hides because Roger approaches. Roger then talks to a young Ijekiel, and Ijekiel says how he was looking for Jennette because Jennette got upset and ran out of the mansion due to hearing about Ijekiel studying abroad.

BUT THEN. Roger tells Ijekiel that he doesn’t need to deal with Jennette’s tantrums! Because though Jennette is important, Roger tells Ijekiel that he holds Ijekiel more important than her! Ijekiel knew then—from a childhood age that he never needed to look after Jennette or obey her requests. Roger never held that expectation on him. The only one holding him to the responsibility of ‘looking after Jennette’ was Ijekiel himself! It became such a thing that he bound himself to, so much so he dreaded it though no one but he wanted such, not even Jennette herself! Yet he dared, dared to push and blame that on her, that it was her fault and her selfishness that crushed him and made him resent her so—but it was himself all along! He was never actually bound to her, never actually pressured into taking care of or obeying her. It was a role he forced himself into taking, and blamed Jennette for the moment his resentment and jealousy bottled up and bursted!

[aruanimess]

Aruani breakup au (canon, modern au, pre time skip, cadet days, post time skip WHATEVER)

Saying this cause I’ve started cooking smth right now😰

Oh, Gaia, thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to yap about this!!

So this is a scenario I've often daydreamt about but I didn't think had enough substance to work it into a fic.

Cadet years, but chiller. (Perhaps an Annie is originally from Paradis AU). The two of them start dating, but decide to keep it a secret until they're more confident in their relationship.

One month passes, then two, then three.

Armin is starting to get antsy. Surely, it's time for them to go public, right? But Annie hasn't brought anything up. Perhaps she's still uncertain about him? Is she doubting his feelings? Or worse! Is she doubting hers??

Amidst this uncertainty, he overhears a bunch of boys in the barracks talking about Annie. One guy from their group apparently has a crush on her and the others are urging him to go ask her out.

Armin is seething with anger.

He wouldn't have to put up with this if he and Annie were public. Or perhaps he would, but he'd be justified in telling the other guy off for making a move on his girlfriend. What right does Armin have on Annie now? None, that's what.

As he's stewing in his own juices, his jealousy-choked brain starts cooking up a plan. Before he even realises what he's doing, he sidles up to the group of boys and begins encouraging the guy to be bolder. "What's the worst that can happen?" he tells him, and "Maybe you should try your luck," and "She looks like she could use some company."

Slowly but surely the guy is convinced: tomorrow at lunchtime he will shoot his shot.

Armin goes to bed in a trance. A small part of his brain, one that's barely conscious, understands that he was overcome by jealousy and acted out by instinct. He realizes he should probably stop the guy before he embarrasses himself in front of everyone. Then another part of him, one that likes to dismiss his own abilities, reassures him that certainly what he said couldn't possibly have an effect. Surely, nothing will happen because of his words.

Little does he know, the very next day, the guy approaches Annie, makes a fool of himself in front of the entire mess hall and endures a particularly cold and very public rejection. The guy hangs his head and shuffles away, muttering something about being misled by a fucking nerd.

Then Annie is at Armin's table, hovering awkwardly and dangerously between Eren and Mikasa's seats. Armin doesn't even have time to say 'hi'.

"Did you have something to do with this?" she asks.

Eren and Mikasa turn to look at her, confused. Armin speaks, halting the beginning of a protest that's about to fall from Eren's lip.

"Annie, I can explain."

She stiffens. "No need."

"No, Annie, please!"

"I get it." Her eyes are lowered, doleful. "You felt threatened."

"I-" he gulps. "Yes..."

"You doubted me."

"N- no... Annie..."

Her blank expression crumbles. "You always do this, Armin. You never trust me." Then she composes herself. "I don't blame you."

Armin's stomach is sick. How could she fault herself for his own stupid insecurities? He's been so foolish, so self-absorbed. Had she wanted to reveal their relationship all this time and thought he was the reluctant one?

"No, Annie, you've got this all wrong..."

But it's too late.

She turns her back to him. "Don't come after me. This was a mistake," she says and walks away.

[andrewknightley2]

im gonna have cuIIen appearing in my inquisitor maddox comic and i feel the cuIIen haters will be like "thats a very generous portrayal" and his fans will hunt me for sport

[schalotte]

4 days in a row seeing my dad i have absolutely reached my limit. christ alive

[coldjustness-archive]

Woke up thinking about Neve Gallus becoming more infamous than the family who left her behind.

[tiredqueermushroom]

Dorian Storm they could never make me hate you!

[globmacerton]

How to politely softlaunch to bro that he autistic

[juliareed]

Fandom: Alias Relationships: Sark/Sydney Song: Spiracle by Flower Face Content warnings: Blood, death, violence, spiders, insects, flashing lights

[the-chattering-tower]

I don't know what it is about this weird mess of a baby that Pirkad and Miyasi hatched the other day but I can't just not keep him (I also feel a bit bad for intending to cover him this hard in apparel but I also really like the walking second hand store look on him)

[apoloniaspiegelgold]

All my life I've been told by all kinds of people that they can never really tell what I'm feeling or what's going through my mind because apparently I'm always just hiding everything behind a smile so that I've become rather unreadable. And then he just. Takes one look at me and goes 'Yeah. I know that face, oh here we go again, she's about to unleash her thoughts. She's gonna bash that theory I just showed her so hard. Where's my popcorn?' I hadn't even said anything yet and he was already laughing.

And to be honest. It's quite nice to be known, actually.

[ephemeralove]

[ ♝ — Is your muse concerned about being remembered after they die? If so, do they have anything specific notions about what they want to be remembered for? ]

only in a very specific sense! generally, katarina is more than fine with not being remembered after she dies. it's not as if she's done anything great (quite the opposite in her opinion), and any good she's done isn't worthy of note when at best she can only try to make up for all she's done. if she's remembered at all, she thinks it will probably be for her betrayal of marth, which wouldn't bother her -- it's true and it's only fair, though she thinks marth won't remember her that way, if he does. she thinks he might. to not be remembered at all would be the better comfort, though

except in the case of kris. even though it's selfish she wants kris to remember her when she dies (she's sure that she'll die before him, and already has a couple deaths under her belt as evidence). it doesn't have to be a lot -- she's not sure she's worthy of a lot -- but if he happens to remember there was a girl named reese, then she hopes he knows that when she smiled for him, she was always a girl named katarina

[acourtofquestions]

Hearth to hearth, the Flame of War went.

Over snow-blasted mountains and amongst the trees of tangled forests, hiding from the enemies that prowled the skies. Through long, bitterly cold nights where the wind howled as it tried to wipe out any trace of that flame.

But the wind did not succeed, not against the flame of the queen.

So hearth to hearth, it went.

To remote villages where people screamed and scattered as a young-faced woman descended from the skies on a broom, waving her torch high.

Not to signal them, but the few women who did not run. Who walked toward the flame, the rider, as she called out, "Your queen summons you to war. Will you fly?"

Trunks hidden in attics were thrown open. Folded swaths of red cloth pulled from within. Brooms left in closets, beside doorways, tucked under beds, were brought out, bound in gold or silver or twine. And swords-ancient and beautiful—were drawn from beneath floorboards, or hauled down from haylofts, their metal shining as bright and fresh as the day they had been forged in a city now lying in ruin.

Witches, the townsfolk whispered, husbands wide-eyed and disbelieving as the women took to the skies, red cloaks billowing. Witches amongst us all this time.

Village to village, where hearths that had never once gone fully dark blazed in answer.

Always one rider going out, to find the next hearth, the next bastion of their people.

Witches, here amongst us. Witches, now going to war.

A rising tide of witches, who took to the skies in their red cloaks, swords strapped to their backs, brooms shedding years of dust with each mile northward.

Witches who bade their families farewell, offering no explanation before they kissed their sleeping babes and vanished into the starry night.

Mile after mile, across the darkening world, the call went out, ceaseless and unending as the eternal flame that passed from hearth to hearth.

"Fly, fly, fly!" they shouted. "To the queen! To war!"

Far and wide, through snow and storm and peril, the Crochans flew.

[deus-ex-mona]

worming out of awkward conversations l i k e

[cairmyart]

when hyunjin said that he went one day to wod and saw minho dancing with his team from soul dance in 2016 before minho joined jyp and then they met in 2017 (jyp) and when seungmin said minho probably wouldn't have met the skz members if it wasn't bc they're in the same group now and minho said he would've met hyunjin. soulmatism.