#oof camp was that overwhelming?

[privatecyberstalker]

Ahdhhz, WELL ACTUALLY I was talking about my headcanons with kids of main AE trio (in my drafts they're more likely a teens, but yk)(i have hard times describing a kids), but your idea sounds funnier🤭

Oh yeah, can imagine— Tesla just being a menace – if you don't see her roaming around, stealing stuff from kitchen or messing with ants, she may be busy recomposing one of radios. Nancy trying to stick with someone, because she's bored... so she's joining Tesla's «experiments» with ants. Welt with «Oh no, they all are cool and I'm too weird to befriend them» and Ein with «Finally, I've found weirdos like I am» as always (+I'm more that sure that this kiddos could possibly stay at kindergarten for a few days, because parents of each of them are busy/absent/too far)

And for sure, Emma and Carl as a responsible grown-ups... but in the same time be like «What if we lock them in one room? – Emma, listen! I know that this is how science works, but we shall not. I'm more than sure that someone gets hurt and with 99% it'll be Welt, so please DON'T» (are Carl and Welt relatives? who knows🤭

So, if you think that I've forgot about mu idea to write some details about my Anti-Entropy's «kindergarten» AU, you're wrong. I'm just forget how to explain myself through the long text.

And I'm curious, should I post one part now and one part after, or do not divide this at all?

[moonselune]

heyo! I was wondering if you could do a nsfw Minthara and a Tav who is more bigger and had gotten fatshamed earlier in the day, so Minthara is going to show them in love?

Oof this was an emotional write icl - hope you like it!

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MDNI | NSFW

Minthara x plus!f!reader

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The day had been rough, filled with biting comments and cruel laughter that cut deep. You walked through the camp with your head down, the weight of those words pressing heavily on your heart. Usually, you could brush it off, but today it felt impossible to shake.

Minthara noticed the change in your demeanor immediately. The moment you returned to your tent, she was there, her sharp eyes filled with concern.

"What happened?" she asked, her voice firm but gentle.

You sighed, sinking onto the bedroll, unable to meet her gaze. "Nothing. Just… people being people."

Minthara knelt in front of you, her hands gently tilting your face up to look at her. "Don't lie to me. Tell me what happened."

You took a deep breath, the words spilling out in a rush. "They… they said things. About my size. Called me names. Made me feel… less."

Minthara's expression darkened, her eyes flashing with anger. "Those fools don't know what they're talking about," she said fiercely. "They have no idea how beautiful you are, how strong you are."

She stood, pulling you up with her. "Take off your clothes," she commanded, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Confused but trusting her, you complied, feeling vulnerable as you shed your garments. Minthara's gaze never wavered, her eyes roaming over your body with an intensity that made your heart race.

"Look at you," she murmured, stepping closer. "Every inch of you is perfect."

She started with your shoulders, her hands trailing down your arms. "Your strength is evident here," she said, pressing a kiss to your bicep. "The way you protect us, the way you hold me. It's incredible."

Her hands moved to your chest, her touch gentle yet possessive. "Your heart," she said, pressing her ear against your chest as if to listen to your heartbeat. "It beats with such kindness, such love. It's one of the reasons I fell in love with you."

Minthara's fingers trailed lower, tracing the curve of your stomach. "And here," she said softly, her eyes meeting yours. "This is where your power lies. The strength to endure, to stand tall despite everything. It's beautiful."

She knelt again, her hands resting on your thighs. "These legs carry you through battles, through life. They are strong, just like you."

Minthara looked up at you, her eyes filled with unwavering love and admiration. "You are everything to me. Every part of you is a testament to your strength, your beauty. Don't let anyone make you feel less than you are."

Tears welled up in your eyes, a mixture of relief and overwhelming love flooding through you. Minthara stood, wrapping her arms around you, holding you close. "I love you," she whispered. "All of you."

You clung to her, feeling the warmth of her embrace wash away the hurt and insecurity. "Thank you," you murmured, your voice choked with emotion. "I needed to hear that."

Minthara pulled back slightly, her eyes searching yours. "Anytime you need to be reminded, I will be here. You are mine, and I will always see the beauty in you."

With those words, she kissed you deeply, pouring all her love and reassurance into that single moment. In her arms, you felt safe, cherished, and above all, loved.

Minthara pulled back from the kiss, her eyes still locked onto yours, filled with a fierce love and determination. "Lie down," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

You complied, lying back on the bedroll, feeling both vulnerable and deeply loved under her intense gaze. Minthara’s hands began to explore your body with renewed purpose, each touch sending shivers down your spine.

She kissed you again, slowly this time, savoring the taste of your lips before trailing her kisses down your neck, across your collarbone, and to your chest. Her lips lingered, worshipping every inch of your skin with tender affection. "You are beautiful," she murmured against your skin, her breath hot and electrifying.

Minthara's kisses continued their journey downward, each one deliberate and full of reverence. When she reached your stomach, she paused, looking up at you with a mix of adoration and hunger. "You are everything to me," she whispered, before pressing a gentle kiss to your belly.

You felt a warm rush of affection and anticipation as Minthara's hands slid further down, her fingers lightly brushing against your inner thighs. She spread your legs gently, settling herself between them, her eyes never leaving yours. The intensity in her gaze made your heart race, your breath hitch in your throat.

Minthara leaned in, her mouth finding your cunt with a gentle, exploratory kiss. The sensation was overwhelming, a mixture of softness and heat that made you gasp. Her tongue flicked out, tasting you, exploring you, sending waves of pleasure radiating through your body.

She took her time, each movement of her tongue deliberate and slow, drawing out every ounce of pleasure. Her hands gripped your thighs, holding you in place as she worked, her eyes flicking up to watch your reactions. The intensity of her focus, the way she was entirely devoted to your pleasure, made the experience even more intoxicating.

You moaned, your hands finding their way to her hair, fingers tangling in the silken strands as you guided her, urged her on. Minthara responded with a deep, satisfied hum, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through you.

She increased her pace, her tongue moving with more urgency, her lips sealing around you to create a delicious suction that made you cry out. The pleasure built, coiling tight in your belly, threatening to overwhelm you.

"Minthara," you gasped, your voice a desperate plea.

She responded by redoubling her efforts, her tongue flicking and circling with an intensity that sent you spiraling towards the edge. The world narrowed to the point of contact between you, every nerve ending focused on the sensations she was creating.

When the climax hit, it was like a wave crashing over you, drowning you in ecstasy. You cried out, your body tensing, then shuddering as the pleasure overwhelmed you. Minthara didn’t stop, riding out your orgasm with you, her tongue and lips continuing to draw out every last drop of pleasure until you were left breathless and trembling.

Finally, she pulled back, her face glistening with your essence, her eyes dark with satisfaction and love. She crawled up beside you, pulling you into her arms, holding you close as you came down from the high.

"Do you see now?" she whispered, her voice soft but fierce. "You are perfect. You are mine. And I will always worship you, every part of you."

You looked into her eyes, seeing the truth of her words reflected there, feeling a deep sense of peace and love settle over you. In that moment, you knew that no matter what anyone else said, no matter the doubts you had about yourself, Minthara would always see you as beautiful, as worthy, as hers.

"I love you," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion.

"And I love you," she replied, sealing her vow with a tender, lingering kiss.

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Oh how we do love the minthy smut <3 - Seluney xox

[destinygoldenstar]

🌟All Three Of My Queens SLAY The Game Together🌟 - Total Drama Viewer Reacts to Disventure Camp Season 3 Episode 9 “Slip & Sly”

I wish this turned out better. This drawing is ass.

But in my defense: I tried to draw Riya, and then my computer restarted on its own. So I LOST EVERYTHING.

So instead I changed it to "Why don't I draw her and Alec?" And then I put it off cause it was three in the morning yesterday. And when I woke up, MY COMPUTER HAD RESTARTED AGAIN.

This time I didn't lose it, but I lost the layers I was losing so they all merged before I was ready.

And now you got this.

My computer must hate Riya or something. It did not want her on the screen XD

"What? Your device doesn't like my showing? I will have my face on every computer! I'm so stunning I that the monitor can't handle me!!"

NO RIYA I WANT TO DRAW YOU JUSTICE

Maybe later I'll do another Riya drawing.

Idk I think these two being friends is really nice. I didn't expect it, but I'm here for it.

Why is Alec being friends with Riya when he's the one who told Connor she's a toxic person and she'll only hurt them?

My interpretation, and this could be wrong, it's because Alec views himself as toxic, so to cope he'd rather surround himself with toxic people than someone as friendly as Connor. He's the one who made this alliance after all. And he ruined his relationship with his wife and child, to the point where he willingly sided with a child with clear issues and enabled her.

And Riya relishes in her shitty behavior, because it is that behavior that has given her success when being herself failed.

So it's like "Hey, I'm a bad person, you're a bad person. Let's be bad people together!"

That's how I see it anyway. I could watch them bully Yul all day :)

"Why is Alec wearing a vest when he's not in the show?"

Because I miss his vest. That vest was an iconic part of his Season 1 design. WHY WOULD YOU REMOVE IT?!

Yeah I get it, he's a drunk and a mess. I don't care.

Anyway, enjoy the reaction!

"Ladies, ladies, you're both pretty!"

Krystal bi confirmed?!

"Trevor or Derek?"

"That red haired girl."

"Mostly bonding through their mutual hatred of Yul."

We love to see it 😈

Well we didn't exactly go to space last time, but Oliver is sure as hell still dead after getting thrown out of a plane on a planet with gravity.

🎵Ba ba ba ba ba baaaaaaaa, ba ba baa ba baa baaaaaa-🎵

*Me bopping to the opening this time*

"Got the machete, Gabby?"

Don't trust HER with a machete. She will slay with it.

"She's obviously still angry at us."

Well, honestly, if my girlfriend was broke and needed the money and people who claimed to be my friends took the opportunity away from her, I would be angry too.

"Looks like another job for me."

Good luck with that /s

Pretty sure YOUR betrayal hurt the worst, Tess. At least she saw Tom and Aiden coming a mile away.

OH GEEZ

COME ON, why didn't you hand it to Tom?

STOP AIDEN ABUSE.

Though I will say, Aiden just like me fr

I'm very physically weak as well.

"You know what's a great retirement idea? Hawaii."

Hawaii is very bloody expensive, and you have to worry about volcanoes.

Also Hawaii has given me years of grief with someone I loved, so I don't appreciate it being brought up.

"I haven't felt this good since... uh, how long have we been here again?"

Oh.

Limelight overwhelming, Riya?

"My son's deathly afraid of sand."

Alec's son is Anakin Skywalker, confirmed.

"He stepped on broken glass in a sandbox once."

OOF.

Yeah that'll do it.

My Kindergarten school used to have a sandbox, but they got rid of it. I was too young to understand why.

I still don't know why, but I'm assuming.

"And so you helped him, right?"

"Nah, I was in the middle of a Charles Dickens novel."

BRO.

OH MY GOD?!??!

SO YOUR SON HURT HIMSELF AND YOU JUST SAT THERE?!?!

You know, a friend sent me a sims meme not too long ago, I'm not showing it, but it showed a baby on fire and the mom on the computer watching something. "Not now sweetie! Mom's in the middle of something."

It got a good laugh out of me.

BUT BRO DID THIS IN REAL LIFE.

"His scream didn't even register till about... uh... three more pages?"

WHAT. THE FUCK. AM I LISTENING TO?!

How the hell did Alec even conceive with his wife?

"I've noticed you don't have your books this time."

Didn't Krystal yeet them off the plane?

"Krystal made us leave them on the jet, remember?"

Yeah. I wasn't forgetting anything.

"If I had 'A Tale Of Two Cities' in my hand right now, this beach trip would've been divine."

Bro would be the type.

If he was a lifeguard, he would totally be the type to sit there distracted by his own abs, and completely ignore the five people in the ocean drowning to get his attention.

"Move over! It's my turn!"

OH FUCK OFF YUL, THIS WAS A NICE DAY UNTIL YOU SHOWED UP!

Also what are you doing with Kai's shirt?

Where'd you get that? Why do you have that?

Have you just had Kai's shirt under your pillow this whole time???

Hey Yul, are you sure you're not gay?

"I don't see your name on the chair!"

Yeah queen, defend your spot!

"Also Grett, here's a shirt."

Excuse me whyyyy?

"So when I kiss you, I can pretend it's Kai instead!"

"If I wanted to see saggy rolls, I'd be at Olive Garden."

SHE DOES NOT HAVE SAGGY ROLLS. AND SHE'D BE BEAUTIFUL EVEN IF SHE DID. FUCK YOU!

"I guess I was done anyway."

NO GRETT, you were having a good time!

Damn, Yul really ruined this nice moment, huh?

Why can't we go back to Alec's stories about how he neglected his child?

"You'll get burned, sweetie, I'm just going to rub some sunscreen on your back."

Yeah, it's basic sun protection??

"EW! I DON'T LIKE TANS!!"

"No thanks."

Okay.

I say just let him burn.

"I'd rather look like a sun dried tomato than be touched right now."

Wish granted.

I say just let him do that.

"Did I do something wrong, darling?"

No Grett.

Your biggest mistake was ever getting with him.

"Why are you being so rude? Am I not still your girlfriend?"

"And if you want to stay my girlfriend, then you'll leave when I count to three!"

Yul is a Dhar Mann villain fr.

I hate that Grett has been reduced to this. I really do.

I loved her in Season 1, but now she's just a punching bag for Yul to harass and body shame, and I hate it.

I feel like if this was Season 1 Grett, she would take absolutely none of this crap and talk back.

YES!

I LOVE YOU RIYA!!!

YES TAKE GRETT OUTTA THERE!

Strangely, this is the NICEST thing Riya has done this whole season so far.

I would love for Riya and Grett to be friends. I don't think it would last long, but I'd love to see it.

Since, you know, I love them both.

"Pfft, women right?"

Women are queens, Yul. Get it right.

"Even though I'm no longer interested in tricking my fans about my relationship with Grett, I still need her to believe that we're a thing."

Why?

The whole reason you were dating her was to get yourself un-cancelled. It had nothing to do with the game.

Riya and Alec still hate you, even if you weren't dating Grett.

Oh whatever. This is Yul we're talking about.

"You're a real disappointment, you know that?"

Oof.

Riya saying what I'm saying though.

"Come on, have some backbone and put him in his place, okay? Why are you letting him walk all over you?"

YES!

Riya playing this off as tough is also interesting.

"I don't care about your well being Grett, BUT IF I DID, come on, you're being abused right now and you can't let him push you around."

"I don't want to fight him Riya. What if he leaves me?"

Ouch...

I felt that.

I don't like fighting people either, for that same reason.

"So? What's wrong with being single?"

"I don't want to be alone."

Oh, Grett... 💔

"You can't have men like that holding you back!"

"He's all I have."

Okay, ignoring it's Yul for a second, you know that feeling Riya, right? I know you do. I've seen Season 2.

"What happened to you? I used to look up to you when I watched Season 1. You didn't take a shit from anyone!"

OOOH!

RIYA WAS A GRETT STAN?!?!

HEYO, THAT'S KINDA BASED THAT THIS IS CANON. OH MY GOD I LOVE THAT. 👑

This ALSO makes Riya turning to the dark side in Season 2 have yet another layer to it. She isn't from here. She would obviously take the malicious behavior at face value and see that as a viable option.

GODDAMN, I LOVE YOU BOTH.

"And now... look at you. Just another scared, wounded gazelle."

It is sad, isn't it?

But also, in all seriousness, Grett's situation is a lot different from yours.

For Riya, it's about success. For Grett, it's about other people's perception of her. That's what Grett cares about. Riya ditched that when it didn't work, so she wouldn't be able to process this.

"I'm not that intense when the cameras are off."

Oh?

"I played up the attitude to protect myself."

Oh, really?

Oh I can see that, actually.

"Protect yourself? From what?"

"From my own failures catching up to me."

Yeah cause she's always being compared and told she's not good enough.

"Your own failures? How could you even say that?! Look at you!"

Not Riya praising Grett!!

Oh my god I love this. For both of them.

"Everyday since Season 1, I felt like I was living a lie. Selling products I never cared for. Making friends who don't even remember my name. Sometimes I look in the mirror, and I can't even tell who I am anymore."

💔

MY HEART.

SO THAT'S WHY SHE'S WITH YUL, CAUSE SHE'S TRAPPED IN THAT CYCLE OF A FRAUD AND DOESN'T KNOW WHERE ELSE TO GO...

GRETT, HONEY 💔

I'M SORRY I CALLED YOU FLANDERIZED EARLIER, I LOVE YOU!!!

"That was until I met Yul."

"And he was an asshole, but I was too, so I had nowhere else to go."

"He made me feel like I didn't need to be something I wasn't."

And... I'm 50/50 again.

1, holy shit that just got very personal to my own life, even if I don't consider my ex toxic. But I still relate to that so thoroughly. I see where she's coming from.

But also, I find it very hard to believe she would see any resemblance of good in Yul. We have NEVER been shown a SHRED of decency of Yul's character this entire show. At best, he... has an arm around her sometimes.

So we are being TOLD Yul is more complex. But we are NEVER SHOWN THIS.

Do I fault Grett's character or Yul's character?

Yul, of course.

If this is what his writing is supposed to come off as, it's shit.

"Wow... you truly are hopeless."

XD

DAMN, RIYA.

I'm with you, BUT DAMN.

THAT'S A RUTHLESS WAY OF PUTTING IT.

"Look, I'll make this simple for you. Next time Yul talks to you like that, you say something or I will. And trust me, I won't go easy."

I also love this scene for Riya.

Cause STRANGELY, that is the NICEST THING she's done for someone this season so far.

But the WAY she is saying it is so tough and hard shelled that it's like she doesn't want to stand the vulnerability of herself, or Grett.

"I don't care about your well being. BUT IF I DID, I'm going to ensure it if you won't do it yourself."

WE STAN BOTH OF THESE GIRLS IN THIS HOUSEHOLD.👑

"I know what Riya is saying is right. In a world like this, you have to have some ruthless skin."

Exactly. That's why Riya is telling you this cause she learned that.

The industry is so cruel and demanding. It's draining.

"So I get why he acts the way he does."

Yul?

Because in Yul's case, it's the opposite. He's carelessly a pig.

"I'm not going to get involved in you and Grett's personal life, but consider that treating Grett like garbage isn't the smartest game move."

TELL HIM OFF.

"This is as nice as I get."

Points for honesty I guess.

"If you want to be alone-"

"No. I don't want to be alone."

Oh Gabby ❤️

"But when I'm alone, I have these negative thoughts, and I start talking to myself."

Oh yeah she has that bipolar thing!

Sorry if that came out offensive.

But like, in Season 1, she had this thing where she was literally talking to an imaginary version of herself in order to cope and calm down.

We have NOT seen that in THIS season, yet!

It actually STOPPED HAPPENING when ELLIE became a part of her life officially!

SO WHEN ELLIE LEAVES, SHE'S ON A WITHDRAW OF HER SANITY SO SHE RELAPSES-

I GET IT.

SHE'S HAVING A RELAPSE EPISODE.

I'm not a bipolar expert though, so let me know if this is accurate or no.

I have a gut feeling it's not.

"It's not schizophrenia."

Yeah, I don't think so either....?

Right?

*looks it up*

Okay I'm not an expert. It sounds like it could be possible though.

I know this gets misconceived as 'dangerous and crazy'. But that's not what it is. It's a brain's distortion of reality.

"I just like being positive, but part of me keeps urging vengeful thoughts."

Yeah, it SOUNDS like they're de-confirming this though.

Was this like, a major head canon in the DC fandom about Gabby before All Stars came out? And the writers just decided to de-confirm it being true?

"When Ellie isn't around to comfort me, it comes out."

Yeah... I see that.

My ex was just like that. So...

GODDAMN, STOP REMINDING ME OF MY OWN LIFE DISVENTURE CAMP!

Okay somebody answer this cause they're beating around the bush in the show. Is it ever confirmed that Gabby is schizophrenic? Or them saying it's not true? From any source? Whether it's a writers Q&A or whatever.

"I have no idea what you're going through, but I'm here."

Says the lady who took her away from her.

Tess, I love you, but for the love of god stop acting like you're innocent.

"Don't give me that, you're the reason Ellie isn't here anymore."

OH YEAH.

YEAH SHE TOOK THAT PERSONALLY, TESS.

I think Tess did the right thing for Ellie. STILL.

"We could have fixed things with her, and she needs that money, probably more than anyone here."

THAT'S WHAT I SAID.

"She would've gotten worse if we let her stay."

You know what? I feel like Tess is talking out of experience here.

She canonically has depression. They never said she was cured. And she got her antidepressants thrown in a firepit, so she would've gotten so much worse if she stayed longer than she did.

So she decided to leave that season with as much of a positive note as she possibly could.

And look at her now, she's doing better for herself.

"I just want Ellie to be happy."

"I do too, but Ellie can rest now."

They're both right.

That's what hurts.

This is NOT a black and white issue.

There was no 'right' answer for this situation.

Both girls just did what they thought was best.

"You'll see her again. Keep fighting. For her sake."

YES!!

GABBY FOR THE WIN!!!

Gabby is SO winning this season. Just you watch me be right.

"And if that voice comes back, quiet it and talk to me instead."

Uuuuuuuuuhhh-I don't think that's gonna help...

Maybe that works for you, Tess. But that doesn't work for Gabby.

You're not the same.

"How do you expect me to not take Ellie leaving as an attack?!"

WOOF.

That's all I gotta say.

Tess. I think you're done.

"You still thinking about Tom, huh?"

GET OVER IT.

XD

This show got me saying that, oh my god.

I GET IT. IT HURTS. BUT YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN AND MOVE ON.

"I guess this is just a big fat reality check."

Yep.

At least he acknowledges it.

"I know I'm a lot."

Yeah.

"I want to change, Ashley, but... I just feel so lost."

❤️

JAKE I LOVE YOU AND I LOVE THAT YOU ACKNOWLEDGE THIS

I'M NOT READY FOR YOU TO GO

I know his elimination is coming VERY SOON, but I'm not ready! I want him to at least find a good path first!

Also I have been there so many times. I relate to that way too hard.

"I'm no therapist, but I could try."

You might as well be EVERYONE'S therapist.

Ashley is the ONE perfectly sane and stable person in this whole cast. It's kinda sad.

I mean I guess we could add Tess to that too.

"Sometimes... when I feel cornered, I just lash out."

He used to be just like me fr

And I kinda relapse sometimes and resort to that now too.

"Do you think you can keep an eye on me?"

Good idea.

But also, you're asking Ashley to be your helicopter parent.

"I GOT MY EYE ON YOU, JAKE!"

"I'm just standing here."

"And don't you run off!"

"I am not doing anything-"

"Shut it and eat your apples!"

"I'm-"

"SHUT IT. STEP ONE OF BEING BETTER: LEARN WHEN TO SHUT YOUR TRAP."

"...WELL FUCK YOU-"

"AND WE DON'T CUSS AT THIS FAMILY DINNER TABLE!"

Just don't let Jake say ANYTHING, and you'll be good.

Maybe don't watch him while he's sleeping though.

"Ashley, I prepared our bait, wanna go fishing?"

OOF, BAD TIMING GIRL.

"Not now Ally, we're trying to solve something important here, so please just give us some space, alright?"

I mean at least he's nicer about it than last time.

"Can't be more important than having breakfast."

Has Jake been eating? He didn't eat last episode. I'm concerned.

"Whatever, I'll go alone."

Okay. Bye.

She'll be right there, just give them a minute.

"Remember a few seconds ago when you told me to tell you when you say something wrong?"

What was wrong about that? He just asked her to wait a minute.

He didn't yell at her face or anything there. He wasn't even mean about it.

"Oh, was that one?"

"Bingo."

Oh geez.

"AND YOU FAILED STEP ONE!"

"This is going to be harder than I thought, Ashley."

It do be like that, man.

Jake getting a redemption arc fr? WAS NOT ON MY BINGO CARD AT ALL.

I thought he was just going to be this insufferable piece of shit and that's it.

"First part of solving a problem is admitting you have problem!"

FACTS.

"Jake reminds me of an NPC from 'Immortal Combat', always complaining about your fighting technique and messing with your controls. That's Jake! Except at least the NPC shuts up when you mute your console!"

OUCH. THAT'S A BIT HARSH.

Even if that's a bit funny too.

Also, ALWAYS?

ONE, he scolded you at breakfast once.

TWO, he broke the iPad.

That is the extent of Jake's wrongdoings towards Allyson. SO FAR. Maybe it does get worse.

YOU'RE RIGHT. I GET NOT LIKING HIM. But for the most part he's just not wanted to talk to you.

You act like he's actively out to bully you XD

"I miss James."

Aw, Aiden.

I don't, but I feel you.

"He's really great. Took awhile for me to see it though."

You know what? Fair enough.

You love each other. Go ahead and love each other.

"It was like a Hallmark movie!"

Okay XD

That sounds like an insult.

"You were very confident."

Uh...

"Only one of us can stay in the game and there's no way I can beat Riya."

"I got here because of Lake. I don't think I'll do well in the next stage."

SUUUUUURRRREEE... let's go with that. 👍 *in disbelief*

"James helped me find my confidence, especially when it came to my scars."

Oh ❤️

Wait is he talking about himself being trans?

"I was... pretty ashamed of them for a long time."

Oh, honey ❤️

I'm glad we're getting more context to this. I wanted that in Season 2 and it was just one conversation.

That also makes sense for his character.

"I know that all too well."

Oh Tom...

Yeah...

But he's more open now. He doesn't have the mask or the covers anymore.

"Mine are just reminders of failure."

Ouch. Tom. Don't talk about yourself like that.

"Not at all. They show perseverance through adversity."

Yeah, exactly.

"And I bet your boyfriend thinks they're sexy!"

Hehe, yeah. Probably. That's cute.

"What-oh uh, ye! He-he uh... loves them, uh..."

What?

He doesn't like them. Does he?

"You don't have a boyfriend, do you?"

HUH?!

WH-BUT I THOUGHT...

WHAT?

"Every time someone asks you about him you change the subject or literally run away."

Oh my god...

*buries face in arms and groans*

Did he fucking lie?

This whole GODDAMN TIME, I BELIEVED YOU.

YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING THROUGH YOUR HEAD?!

I mean, I guess it's not out of character for Tom. He's a liar. His life revolves around him being a liar as a habit.

SO IT MAKES SENSE. I'M JUST PISSED.

WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!??!?!?!

I AM SUCH A DUMBASS!!!!

"Is it that obvious?"

The show is mocking me.

"Yeah Golden! You're a dumbass for not seeing this right away!"

"Let's just say it's a good thing you're a cop and not an actor."

He was also a spy.

Tom sucks at every job he does.

"Why did you lie?"

You can't see, but I am currently aiming a long fingernail at my computer screen at Tom's throat.

FOR THE LOVE OF FUCKING GOD! YOU ANSWER THE GODDAMN QUESTION!!!

WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM MAN?!?!?

WHY ARE YOU FUCKING UP YOUR LOVED ONES LIVES LIKE THIS?!??! HUH?!?!?!?!?! WHY??!?!??!?!

"I needed an easy out."

"And you needed that... why?"

Hold your fire, Golden. Hold your fire.

"Jake was the first person... I felt safe enough to show my face around since my... incident."

*hearing him out*

"Not a day goes by where I don't think of what could have been, but..."

"You don't want to get hurt again."

"I-I waited because I-I wanted to make sure I was ready, but... I'm not sure I ever will be."

"Don't say that-"

"I can't go through that again, Aiden. I just can't! It'll break me..."

…

*the fingernail is down*

(I took a five minute break to process)

...

What the fuck, man?

I can't hate Tom for this anymore.

I did not expect that answer. I'm gonna be honest.

I didn't expect for them to go that route.

Oh my god...

Okay, first of all, that it me very personally. In a good way, okay? I'm not offended or anything like that.

Just... I get it.

I understand.

Especially for TOM, who had been through some REALLY traumatic stuff, not only done to his face, but also being deemed a failure for it by so many people.

He had no social life prior to Disventure Camp. If he did he never mentioned any friends or family. He sucks at his jobs, so he can't find himself and his place. And then that failure doing literal permanent damage? Yeah.

You wouldn't know what to do with your life, or your anxiety, or the expectation that everything you touch fails. Cause that's all that has ever happened.

Then you meet this guy who had genuinely changed you for the better, and unknowingly broke that cycle my having you lose the job that tore you up, he loved you and you loved him and he assured you that you were indeed good enough.

AND THEN THAT CORE RELATIONSHIP GETS SABOTAGED.

Of course he went back to the mindset of "I'm the worst. I'm not good enough. Everyone is better off without me."

Even if he has gotten better at opening up to others and being his authentic self, he STILL hates himself.

He's been hating himself this whole time.

He wasn't lashing out at Jake, HE WAS LASHING OUT AT HIMSELF.

This whole time I just assumed "Oh he has a fancy new job now and new clothes and he's being more open. His life is so obviously all better."

WHEN IT'S NOT. HE'S NOT BETTER. HE KNOWS IT. HE DOESN'T WANT TO FAIL SOMEONE HE LOVES AGAIN.

Goddammit, this whole time I thought "Oh he obviously hates Jake!"

IT WAS NEVER THAT SIMPLE. I WANT TO PUNCH MY PAST SELF.

God, and to have your emotional baggage get you and Jake manipulated by malicious people AGAIN? THAT SUCKS.

THIS IS NOT ME EXCUSING THE GHOSTING BTW. I'M JUST EXPLAINING WHY THE CHARACTER DID IT. HE'S STILL IN THE WRONG.

Tom is short tempered. He is hostile. He is a liar. He does not think before he speaks. But also, why wouldn't he be after everything that had happened?

You can't just snap your fingers and put him in a cop suit, and his life is fixed.

But he has NOT resolved much about himself to trust himself to handle what he did. After Episode 6 with 'Born To Drive Me Crazy', he realized "Oh shit! I hurt this guy! But I don't know how to fix this!"

So he resorts to the old habits that have been encouraged all his life: Lie. Lie to stall time.

I feel like a moron for not considering Tom's POV more.

AND I'M A MASSIVE JAKE APOLOGIST, AND I DIDN'T CONSIDER ANOTHER FLAWED CHARACTER IS A FLAWED CHARACTER?!

I SHAME MYSELF.

Am I loving Tom now? ❤️

I mean I did before. But I might love Tom a lot more now.

YOU STILL HAVE TO TAKE ACCOUNTABILITY THOUGH.

The saddest part about this that I think Jake is going to be eliminated before they can work things out. It'll be "Too little too late".

Man, I did a complete 180, huh?

I went from "Yeah, they should move on, they're not meant to be."

To "OMG PLEASE FIX THINGS PLEASE MAKE IT RIGHT PLEASE BE HAPPY I LOVE BOTH OF YOU UUUUUUUUUGGGGHHHHH" ❤️

Being a TomJake shipper is going through the five stages of grief.

What is going on here?

Why are you eating a single carrot like that?

"I worked so damn hard to set this up for Yul, but fuck the girl who's trying to save his brand I guess."

OH YEAH I FORGOT ABOUT THAT.

"Wouldn't giving Yul food be considered... cheating?"

Yeah, how dare you feed people.

I get it, but also that sounds WRONG out of context.

"We're supposed to be STARVING our contestants, for crying out loud! What's wrong with you?!"

"I'm going to tell you something, but you have to promise that you're not going to judge me for it."

"You know I can never promise that."

Fair enough.

At least she's honest.

"You were right. I think- I think I like Derek."

"Wow, I'm shocked..."

XD

I love her sarcasm.

"Why is everyone here gay and problematic? This is a mood."

"You think saying you're gay is something huge?"

As a lesbian, yeah. I can say such.

But I get it. Everyone here might as well be gay.

Except for Riya. And Grett. And Alec. And Connor. And Ashley. And Miriam. And obviously Fiore cause she's a child.

That's it! That's all the characters that are straight! THAT'S NOT EVEN HALF.

"Look what show we're on."

YEAH EXACTLY XD

Total Drama: "We're going to introduce our first openly gay character!"

Disventure Camp: "Hold My Beer."

"I always knew it was inside me, but I think seeing him with somebody else finally awoke my true feelings."

So basically, the writers pulled this ship out of their ass. Because it was not a thing that was even slightly hinted at in Season 1.

The amount of "I Don't Give A Fuck"s I can give right now.

"You should tell him."

"What if he doesn't feel the same way?"

I don't give a fuck.

"Hey campers! It's challenge time!"

Aw. I was really enjoying the conversations this episode.

WE ARE TWELVE MINUTES IN.

AND ONLY NOW IS THE CHALLENGE STARTING.

THAT'S WILD.

Honestly? I wasn't even minding it! I was really enjoying the interactions we've been having this episode!

I'm kinda disappointed we got to the challenge part. XD

"Magenta Team and Yellow Team,"

I heard Jello Team again.

For those who didn't see my previous reactions, you wonder why I sometimes call the Villains Alliance the Jello Alliance?

This is why.

Krystal keeps calling them Jello.

So I call them Jello because I have a cringe sense of humor.

"Stings, don't it?"

XD

I LOVE THAT THEY DON'T CARE

Jake especially must me like "YEAH!! SHE'S GONE!!!!"

Ooh this challenge looks fun, actually.

"The first team, and ONLY, the first team to score three points wins immunity."

OH SHIT. IT'S A DOUBLE ELIMINATION.

"Tonight there will be two losing teams!"

OKAY I PHRASED THAT WRONG, BUT I SWEAR I GET IT.

So if Magenta doesn't win here, THEY'RE FUCKED. They're down a member.

"The two losing teams will go to the elimination together and vote for a single person."

Got that.

"We have to win this, or we're screwed. The other teams have four people, and we have three."

Yep.

You guys are fucked.

"No friendly fire, right Jake?"

GEEZ. GIRL, CHILL.

OH NO JAKE!!!!

I DIDN'T THINK IT WAS GONNA DO THAT!

ALLYSON JUST KILLED HIM!!

"Oh... I didn't think it was gonna do THAT... ah well, I never liked that bitch anyway. That's karma for the iPad."

I'm pretty sure ALLYSON was the one who did the 'friendly fire' part.

BUT WHATEVER.

"Okay, fine."

He's not even arguing. "Yes I will work with you! Please do not drop me down a trapdoor again!"

Why is Allyson holding a grudge? Over AN IPAD.

Isn't Allyson supposed to be more chill than this?

We're getting intermission and we haven't even started the challenge yet.

I don't like that Jake and Aiden are paired up again.

"Don't try anything stupid, Jake!"

"What? I didn't even do anything!"

THIS EPISODE.

Also, stupid?

If Aiden said 'dirty', or something like that, it would make more sense.

"I know you will. You're very predictable."

Uh...

I mean Aiden isn't wrong, nor can he be faulted for.

Aaaaannnnnnd Aiden was completely correct.

FUCK OFF JAKE!

Grett's gonna slay now.

SLAY 👑

"Jake, you have to concentrate or we'll lose!"

NOW you can yell at him freely.

"Do not tell me what to do!"

"Fine! I will!"

OH GOD THERAPIST ASHLEY

"SHUT THE FUCK UP JAKE. I'M RIGHT, YOU'RE WRONG, NOW GO STAND IN A CORNER AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU DID!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry."

Hey at least he apologizes I guess.

You now, Allyson has a complete right to hate him.

"Gabby, what happened to Ellie?"

What do you think?

"She probably got what she deserved."

"Shut up! You don't know what happened!"

"From that reaction I'm guessing you were blindsided."

"Jake, you're too easily provoked by the other team! Do not let that happen again, you hear?"

Oh so you can provoke the other team, but Jake can't, huh?

What's the logic behind that DAMN HYPOCRITE?

WOW. YOU SUCK.

Ashley being the one competent person here fr.

OKAY. WOW.

RIYA'S GOING AT IT.

"I wanted the poly girls to have their shipping moment, ya know?"

"Sorry, I'm just thinking of the fans. Tessally stans are gonna go crazy!"

😂

AIN'T NO WAY.

AIN'T NO WAY!!!

RIYA IS A GRETT STAN AND A TESSALLY SHIPPER!

"Listen, Jake, can we talk later?"

Oh.

Oh my god he's actually trying now!

TOM I'M PROUD OF YOU!

"Oh now you want to talk. I'm not gonna fall for that again!"

Yeah.

Not gonna be that easy now.

"Oh Jake! Look at Tom's bulge in his tight swimsuit!"

Punch him.

THANK YOU.

Yul, are you sure you're not gay?

What is there to even look at-

OH YEAH, TOM IS JACKED AS HELL.

😂

I'm not tweaking. I only JUST NOW took a look at Tom and realized this.

NINE EPISODES IN. HOW MANY TIMES HAS THIS CHARACTER BEEN IN A SWIMSUIT?!

AND ONLY NOW, DO I REALIZE HE'S JACKED?!

THIS WHOLE TIME, I NEVER BAT AN EYE LOOKING AT HIM.

IT TOOK ANOTHER CHARACTER BRINGING IT UP FOR ME TO ACKNOWLEDGE IT.

If this doesn't prove that an asexual lesbian, AKA, someone who is not attracted to men, is making these reactions... idk what else will.

HEY! JAKE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!

Also the subtitle is covering up Yellow Team's score. What does it have against them?

OP, GRETT'S SLAYING. IT'S OVER!

"That's cheating!"

Riya literally shoved two people earlier.

Ashley be a hypocrite. "No provoking! JAKE! Don't provoke! Don't get provoked! No provoking allowed!"

"Anyway WTF IS THIS CHEATING NONSENSE?! OH AIN'T IT SO SAD YOUR GIRLFRIEND'S GONE GABBY?!"

Like... GIRL. PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH.

Oh and she lost it.

TOM XD

Okay that got a laugh out of me.

Oh it's gonna come down to a 2-2-2, isn't it?

NOT THE HAIR FLIP AGAIN

Queen is ready to slay.

AND SHE GOT KARMA XD

YEAH YOU AIN'T TRYING THAT AGAIN. I'M SORRY.

Okay it stopped being charming when Yul started laughing.

THAT'S YOUR OWN TEAM.

OH SHE GOT IT!

OKAY ALLYSON! SLAYING IT!

AW THE VICTORY HUG! THAT'S SO SWEET!

"We'll all put our four votes on one person and get one of the Cyan members to vote with us."

I know who's flipping.

AS MUCH AS I WANT YUL GONE.

"Aiden's no threat! We should target the big dogs, like Tom."

YUL, ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE NOT GAY?

"And how do I know you guys won't vote me out like Ellie?"

Yeah. I KNOW WHO'S GONNA FLIP.

"It wasn't personal, Gabby!"

"It's just part of the game."

"Yes! In your face Ellie!"

XD

Gee I wonder if Tom is happy.

"YES! REVENGE!!"

MM HM. SURE.

"How could you guys be so cold?"

AWWW

"Can't we put our differences aside for one night?"

I have a feeling it's gonna be Tess.

She screwed up when she flipped last episode.

"Yellow Team, we are voting for Riya tonight."

Oh wow, just straight up announcing it.

"She's a snake in the grass, and I promise you, she will backstab you the first chance she gets."

RUDE.

Totally justified though.

And there are no lies detected in that statement.

"You left me to die on a cliff!"

"Oh my god, you're so uninteresting that you have to keep bringing that up!"

HE'S RIGHT TO BE PISSED THOUGH

YOU GOTTA ADMIT.

"It's the one remotely exciting thing you ever got to say."

Oh come on, I think Aiden deserves more credit than that.

"Vote me if you want, I can kick your ass six ways to Sunday in any tiebreaker, Aiden."

OKAY. SHE'S GOT HER NAILS OUT. SHE'S READY TO SLAY.

"I'm guessing Ellie's vote out wasn't unanimous."

OOF. YEP.

"It's only a matter of time before they do the same to you."

OOOOOHHH

AND SHE HAS NO REASON NOT TO BELIEVE THAT TOO.

"Revenge is best served cold, and our villains alliance could use a new member!"

I know this is wrong on so many levels and this is gonna cause disaster...

BUT DO IT.

DO IT.

"JOIN THE DARK SIDE... WE HAVE COOKIES!!" 🍪🍪🍪

JUST TO FUCK WITH THESE GUYS. DO IT!

"I-I don't know..."

DO IT. DO IT. DO IT.

"We didn't vote her out of spite."

YOU didn't.

THE BOYS ON THE OTHER HAND...

"Right, Ellie's gone for simple strategy, nothing's personal."

"Yes! In your face Ellie!"

I'M JUST SAYING.

I THINK SHE SHOULD DO IT.

"In that case, you guys won't care if I vote with Yellow Team."

OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH

SHE'S ACTUALLY FLIPPING

OH MY-

OH IT'S JUICY NOW!!!

"After all, it's not personal, right Tom?"

OOOHH SHE'S GETTING IT!!!

"Okay villains, I'll join you, but only if you vote my way."

Pretty sweet bargain.

"Alec's betrayed Ellie so many times, he's just going to do the same to you, Gabby!"

Yeah, fair.

But also, she can fly under the radar this way, and then betray them before they can betray her.

"We can't give them back their power. We were doing so well."

THEY'RE GONNA SWEEP.

IT'S ALREADY OVER.

ALL THREE OF MY FEMALE STANS ARE WORKING TOGETHER?!?!?!?! WHAT ARE THE ODDS THAT THIS IS ACTUALLY CANON?!?!!

I feel so bad for whoever is going though.

Who is it?

It's Tess, isn't it?

I have a feeling it's Tess.

'RIYA'

You wish.

'RIYA'

Aw, the futile effort. Gonna cry?

I'm just bullying Cyan now. I'm sorry.

'RIYA'

Okay now who is it?

'TESS'

I KNEW IT!!!!

I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!

'TESS'

I'm sorry Tess.

'TESS'

One half of me is cheering "YES! REVENGE!!!"

'TESS'

But the other half of me likes Tess, so I can't say I approve of your target.

What does that say?

"Say Hi To Ellie From Me"

😂😂😂

OH DAMN THAT'S COLD.

YOU SENT HER TO THE ARCTIC WITH THAT ONE!!!

DAMN.

👏

I LOVE THAT.

LIVE. 👏

LAUGH. 👏

LOVE. 👏

GABBY. 👏

"That seems very personal."

"HURTS, DOESN'T IT? HOW DO YOU THINK I FELT?!?!"

"Please don't fight over this. It's just a game."

Aw. At least Tess is taking it well.

"Can someone just say bye to Ally for me?"

Aw, poor Allyson.

"NOOOOOOO!!!! I'M STUCK ALONE!! AND WHAT'S WORSE, I'M STUCK ALONE WITH A BLUE HAIRED CRYBABY!!!"

"Gabby, I want you to know, I understand and I'm not mad."

Awwww

Tess MVP, fr.

"Thank you for helping me win Mr. Whiskers."

Awww ❤️

"And I'll tell Ellie that you're doing well."

Uh huh.

"Hey Ellie. Yeah Gabby's doing well. By well I mean messed up, she kinda sorta... joined the dark side??"

And Ellie's gonna be like "THAT'S MY GIRL! SO PROUD OF HER!!"

I love Tess, so I'm a bit sad to see her go. Bye Tess!

"And another one bites the dust! Two left to kill! AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAAAA!!!"

OH MY GOD SHE'S DRUNK ON POWER!!!

"Now that I'm a villain, I need to work on my evil laugh."

The others are gonna be like, "Uuuuuuhhh evil laugh? You're taking this a bit too comically, we don't do that here. We hang out on beaches and eat Jello."

"Oh hush. Let her have her fun."

Gabby's gonna be the light of the dark side, fr.

OH MY GOD OLIVER ISN'T DEAD!!!

HALLELUJAH! WE FINALLY SAW HIM!!

"One of the staff members were caught breaking the rules."

Oh?

Aaaaannndd cliffhanger.

Okay, well, nice to see you alive Oliver.

DAMN. THE BLACK WIDOW BREGADE IS BACK!!

Well, black widow bregade and also Alec.

THERE YOU GO. I WAS EXACTLY RIGHT.

GABBY HAS FLIPPED.

ALSO EVERYONE HERE HAS SOME SERIOUS ISSUES.

Except Tess. RIP Tess.

I can't really blame Gabby though. It's not the BEST game move, but I totally get where Gabby's coming from.

Ellie is her everything. She was dismissed for being a freak for so long in her life and Ellie was the one that was there to help her and destroy the loneliness in her life.

And Ellie was broke and needed money, and these guys took that away from her and dismissed Ellie as this evil person.

So OF COURSE Gabby is going to turn on them.

She's doing what aligns with her own personal interest. And I respect that, even if it so happens to be with a villains alliance.

But also, this is actually kinda good for her. Cause she's gonna fall under the radar of everyone else, and when the time comes, she can flip back and backstab the villains.

They're not gonna get rid of her. They need her.

So... basically, everyone has issues.

Ashley has trauma over her farm burning down and has to put up with her teams bullshit.

Allyson is holding petty grudges.

Jake is also holding petty grudges and can't prevent himself from shooting himself in the foot.

Tom is a traumatized bean who made mistakes. At least he's now trying to fix them.

Aiden is constantly getting bullied.

Gabby is having a manic episode and they're getting three more seasons.

Grett is in an abusive relationship.

Alec has divorce issues.

Riya is losing every bit of moral decency she has, and when she's doing anything moral she won't admit to it.

And Yul... he can go fuck himself I dont care.

SO YEAH. THERE ARE NO SANE PEOPLE LEFT. EVERYONE HAS ISSUES.

And this just got a whole not more interesting.

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Fortune's Favored (bg3 bunny part 8)

[Part 1][Part 7]

Shorter one this time, was trying to post yesterday to keep up the Sunday tradition but I had a conversation I wanted to finish writing. I do love me some character interactions... after a long fight scene, I like to write 800 chapters of straight talking, as a little treat

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I nodded, watching as he strode off. Shadowheart and Astarion moved on with their own tasks, and it wasn’t long before I was alone. My shoulders slumped; the relief of it was palpable. I was really just trying to keep everyone from biting each other’s heads off, but somehow I kept ending up in a leadership role. I wasn’t used to my decisions carrying any sort of weight—at least, the ones not relating to any sort of foreknowledge. Was this how Lloyd had felt?

Straightening, I attempted to shake off the exhaustion of the day. There would be time to really mull things over when I was lying in bed later. For now, there was still work to do; I needed to have a chat with Aradin. He was, after all, the last person that had seen Halsin.

The shadows of the cavern closed around me as I made my way deeper into the druid’s grove. Though the temperature dropped slightly once I passed beneath the rock, it was still pleasantly warm in here. The air smelled of damp earth and campfire smoke.

I paused for a moment when I reached the base of the stone stag I had glimpsed before. It was even more impressive up close; the statue was so tall I had to crane my neck to see its moss-covered antlers. The plaque at the base read ‘This grove is kept by Silvanus’ faithful.’

Silvanus. My mental notes were already becoming a jumbled mess. The thought of trying to keep track of all this was overwhelming; I felt like a clueless tourist in a foreign country trying to blend in. At least we spoke the same language, thank God.

I heard Gale’s voice, and spotted him over to my right; he was deep in conversation at the merchant’s stall, just as he said he would be. I thought about the small bag of coin tucked away in my pack, and hoped he had more money than I did. It was nice of him to offer to do the shopping, but I was reminded that this was another logistics issue we’d have to iron out. If we lived long enough for money to matter, anyway.

I veered to the left, slowly circling around the huge central column of stone that seemed to support the roof of the cavern. A bed of soft ferns grew at the base of the pillar, and their fronds whispered against my boots as I walked. Wooden walkways and platforms were built up against the stone, their posts carved with intricate swirling designs. A scattering of tarps and lean-tos provided shelter from the gaps in the stone up above. I spotted Shadowheart up on one of the platforms, wearing her best poker face as two women spoke with her. Lae’zel was on a nearby path, locked in a staring contest with a guard in heavy armor.

Oof. Couldn’t watch. The tiefling had a no-nonsense look to him, so hopefully he could handle it.

It was in the furthest reaches of the cavern that I finally discovered Aradin’s camp. He stood at a long table amongst scattered bedrolls and belongings, a metal stein clutched in one hand. The club he’d wielded in battle was lying forgotten against a bench, still caked with gore.

There was no sign of the man who’d fought alongside him, but the woman was crouched off to the side, rummaging through a backpack. She noted my approach with a disinterested glance before going back to her task.

Aradin heard my boots thumping on the wooden floor and straightened, turning to me with a sardonic smile.

“If it ain’t the fearless goblin-slayer.” He held his stein up briefly in a mock toast. “You sure you want to be seen with me? I ain’t exactly popular with this lot.”

Annoyed by his contemptuous demeanor, I raised my eyebrows in exaggerated surprise. “Really? But you’ve got such a winning personality.”

“Clever,” he shot back, the smile dropping from his face. “Now please do feck off.”

“You feck off,” I replied, mimicking his tone. “We saved your asses back there.”

He let out a derisive little huff. “Yeah, you really saved the day, swooping in and playing the hero. Now I’m gonna take the blame for leading the goblins here, and losing the bloody druid.”

 “Yes, those are things that you did,” I deadpanned.

His eyes flashed and he set the stein down on the table hard enough for beer to slosh over the side. Leaning forward just far enough to be in my personal space, he growled, “Half my men are full of holes. I did what I bloody well had to.”

The words sank in; I felt a twinge of doubt. He was a dick, but at the end of the day I really didn’t know that much about the situation.

A tense silence stretched on. Aradin stared me down just long enough to make a point before taking a step back and crossing his arms.

“Did you want something, or did you just come to shit on my parade?”

 I let out a sigh. “…The druid. Do you think he’s still alive?”

“Who knows? If he’s lucky, he’s diggin’ latrines. More likely he’s boilin’ in a cookpot by now. Goblins ain’t picky eaters.”

Well, at the very least, he hadn’t actually witnessed Halsin’s death. That was a sliver of hope, right? Something to go on.

“You actually thinking about going after him? You really are one of those half-wit hero types. I’d tell you to start diggin’ your grave now, but I doubt there’ll be enough left of you to fill it.”

I glared at him. “Half-wit? I’m not the one that got his ass handed to him by a few goblins.”

“Wasn’t no few goblins, mate. There’s an entire hive of ‘em,” Aradin replied sharply. His lip curled, and for a moment I thought he was going to tell me to get lost. Then, to my surprise, he just let out a short breath and snatched up his beer again.

After taking a long drink, he said, “We’ve got a contract to track down some relic. Halsin—the druid—wanted in on the job. Eyes lit up when he heard about it.”

“What’s the relic?” I asked.

“It’s called the Nightsong,” he responded. “Supposed to be buried under a temple nearby. Wizard in Baldur’s Gate is offering gobloads for it. Shoulda known there’d be a catch—gobbos were on our damn tail the whole way.”

The Nightsong. I committed it to memory, though I was hardly interested in a treasure hunt. Why was it relevant to a druid? Surely not for whatever monetary reward some wizard was offering.

“If it was that bad, why didn’t you turn back?” “Wanted to,” Aradin huffed. “Almost did. Things went south when we was jumped near Moonhaven. But thanks to another hero-type arsehole, we got out of that one. Bloke joined up with us.”

I thought about making a damsel in distress jab, but decided against it when I saw his eye twitch with barely repressed anger. He clearly wanted to vent, and I was sorely lacking in intel—better to hold in my snide commentary.

“I didn’t trust him,” the man went on, “but the bastard was strong. And we could practically taste the gold. He got real cozy with the druid—go figure, nature freak and the freak of nature. We wouldn’t’ve gone on if he hadn’t showed up.”

“But you did,” I prompted.

“Aye. We thought the temple might be good for some shelter, but that’s where the entire horde was camped. Goblins got Halsin when we turned tail and ran. Lost sight of the other one—whole lot of bloody help he was. My guess is he’s halfway to Baldur’s Gate by now, relic in hand.” Aradin turned his head and spit. When he looked back at me, some of the ire had faded from his expression. “Still keen to go chasing ghosts, lass?”

“Maybe,” I said. “Where is this temple?”

“A few hours west on foot, if you ain’t gutted on the way,” he replied. “You’ll likely smell ‘em or hear their drums before you see ‘em. I’d give you the map and wish you a happy funeral, but my mate Brian kept hold of it like his own todger—all I’ve got’s the contract.”

He reached down and plucked a tattered piece of parchment off the table. It had a large yellowed ring on it from where he’d set his stein. An extravagant seal was stamped at the top, and beneath it I glimpsed the words “ADVENTURERS WANTED” written in bold letters.

“Job’s all yours, if you’re itching to meet Kelemvor,” he said, waving it rudely at me.

I snatched it out of his hand, ignoring the snort I received in response. It only took a few seconds to scan the contract and get the gist of it—a wizard named Lorroakan promising fame, glory, and five thousand gold pieces, which was apparently a small fortune.

“Shoulda known better than to trust a wizard. Gold probably would’ve turned to lead the second we left the city,” Aradin commented.

“Good thing I’m after the druid, not the gold, then,” I responded as I tucked the paper away. “Thanks for the info.”

“Heh. Don’t thank me; I’ll be well on my way to Baldur’s Gate when you die.”

I privately hoped I’d stumble upon this relic, if only to rub it in Aradin’s face later. But it was really only a passing thought; I had way bigger things to worry about than this prick.

“We’ll see about that,” I replied. “I’d say ‘see you around,’ but I honestly hope I don’t.”

“That makes two of us. Now feck off.”

He downed the rest of his beer, then turned away to pour more from a spigot in a nearby cask. I briefly made a face at his back, then stomped off without another word. Not worth my time, not worth my time…

Time. I strolled down the path, away from Aradin’s camp, and mulled over everything I had learned. We were short on time—and our few options so far involved leaving this place for parts unknown. We still didn’t have any definitive answers. The temple was close, but was it worth braving a den of goblins for someone who might already be dead, with no guarantee he’d even be able to help us? Alternatively, could we afford to stake everything on this crèche, wherever it might be? Those tieflings back there had been scared of Lae’zel for a reason.

Maybe Halsin was still alive. There was that other guy, the one he’d been cozy with, as Aradin had so eloquently put it. Maybe he had stayed to help. Losing sight of him wasn’t exactly proof of a betrayal.

… Or maybe he was dead, too. I sighed; too many unknowns.

The sight of Aradin’s missing man broke me out of my thoughts. He stormed right past me, fuming as he wiped blood from a split lip. The armored tiefling from before was watching him go; his impassive expression did nothing to hide the contempt in his eyes. And when his gaze shifted to me, those eyes didn’t soften.

Knowing the sort of person Aradin seemed to be, I’d bet his buddy had it coming. Still, this was just going to create more animosity in an already tense environment. Maybe it was better that we weren’t sticking around.

It was too bad. Despite everything going on, it was kind of nice to be around people again, even if all the tails and horns and glowy eyes were really throwing me off. The hustle and bustle of this little community felt so… normal. I could almost forget about the nightmare that had led us here.

As I came around the far side of the central column, the wall of the cavern fell away to reveal a lush vista. Here, rocky cliffs dropped down into a verdant glade with a sparkling pool at the center. There was a small object perched atop some rocks in the middle of the pool; four towering stone beasts gazed down at it from the water’s edge, silent sentinels.

Beyond the curious scene below, I could see the shadowed silhouette of more cliffs in the distance—and beyond that, the sparkle of water on the horizon. The ocean.

When I turned to continue on, I spotted Gale once again. He was standing at the edge of the dropoff ahead, looking down at the same view. I slowed my steps to study his profile for a moment. Bathed in the glow of the evening sun, brow furrowed in thought, hair lightly mussed by the breeze… he cut a dashing figure. I was suddenly very conscious of how caked with mud I still was. Ugh, I probably looked like a disaster.

He glanced my way, and then it was too late to make a hasty retreat. His smile was an open invitation that I couldn’t refuse. I walked over to stand at his side, and we stared out at the scenery together.

“I’ve never had cause to visit a druid’s grove before,” he remarked. “Magic weighs heavier here, seeking solace in root and soil. Grounding, one might say.”

I let out a hum of approval. Magic weighs heavier here. His statement was an echo of my earlier sentiments, put much more eloquently. Though he could be verbose, it always felt like he crafted his sentences with such care; it was a hard contrast to the way I tended to blurt out whatever dumbass thing crossed my mind.  

Well, that wasn’t entirely true. I liked to think I had a little more restraint than I used to… just a little.

“It’s a shame about the circumstances. I get wanting to protect your own, but shutting everyone out is such a short-sighted solution,” I said after a moment of thought.

“Indeed. I suppose it’s the nature of such things,” Gale replied, his eyes darkening a bit. “With one’s survival in question, expediency often triumphs over principle. Few things will draw darkness from a man’s heart as surely as the grim reminder of his own mortality… like pus drawn from a festering wound.”

I shot him a sidelong glance, reminded of his brooding demeanor last night. Somehow I got the vibe that we weren’t talking about the druids anymore.

“It’s not all pus,” I responded flippantly, and was rewarded with a sharp exhale that wasn’t quite a laugh.

“Seriously, though. People surprise you sometimes,” I continued. I was thinking once more about the people of Luin, who had never once blamed me for bringing ruin to their doorstep.

“… That they do.”

Gale had turned to me with a little lopsided smile on his face, and I started panicking all over again about what a disheveled mess I was. Was… was there mud in my hair? This was so embarrassing. Why was he looking at me? I needed to go hide—

“You just care about your stupid apprenticeship!”

“Take that back. Right now!”

A fight breaking out cut my conversation short for the second time today. I turned, noting with some relief that at least this time it didn’t look like things were going to come to blows.

“They’re kin, Rolan! We can’t just leave!”

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A/N: Cue seamless transition into the best tiefling trio!!

I swear I was going to get to Wyll here. He's next on the docket. There is just so much going on exposition wise in Act 1 lol. I'll eventually do some time skips here and there and get past the more sidequesty stuff, but the first couple of days are pretty important

to my little circle of consistent readers, i appreciate u :')

[ahappyphjl]

jenna!!!!! how are we feeling about the pinof reaction finale?

personally I am about to pass away this video made me so emotional especially at the end, when phil said the whiskers come from within it was OVER for me and them thanking US AHHHH 🥺🥺😭😭 the way they view their pasts selves too, it’s so 🥺 i can’t put it into words but!!!!!! them looking back fondly and still laughing (and cringing) at their old jokes And then ranking all the videos so high like yeah!!!! they get it!!!!

and i also love how they acknowledge pinofs are camp because they are! if you get it you get it

it also made more sad about having missed their tours because they never came near my country and i never had the money or time to travel 🥲🥲🥲

soz i am a mess right now i just love them very much 🖤🖤🖤

aww i feel the same way, i loved Loved it and it’s all very overwhelming… im so glad they chose to do these videos. they understand how meaningful it is to all of us, and pinofs are clearly still very important to them too 🫶🏻 i’m gonna put my thoughts under the cut, cause turns out i had a lot to say lol

i was kinda struggling to even make gifs after watching the video, cause i kept thinking about how the pinofs have been a thing in my life since i was a kid, and how it hurt when they ended, but then now getting to remember them with love and joy with dnp and all of us here. as cheesy as the whiskers quote is, that’s what eventually did it for me too though, like i just couldn’t hold back the tears. 🥲

the reflecting on past selves thing throughout was so beautiful to see, cause they really have grown a lot since all those videos were made, and yet they still do some things exactly the same. like the little songs they come up with about random things, phil saying the sound barrier thing, and dan jumpscaring phil. but in many ways they’re not the same as they used to be, which is why when dan said he finally recognized himself in pinof 10… oof it was a lot, im just so proud of and happy for him 🥹 it all goes to show how far they’ve both come personally and professionally.

even though dnp have thanked us for our support many many times, it never stops feeling like 😭😭😭😭 though. it’s so genuine, so heartfelt. i feel like that doesn’t happen in many fandoms, not ones i’ve been a part of at least. whenever they say it, i know for sure they mean it. and that means the world to me, cause i feel like i owe them a million thanks.

i’m sorry to hear you weren’t able to see them on tour, that really sucks. i couldn’t go see their tours either, and i was really upset about that for a long time. it can be really tough not having those memories, especially when a lot of phannies do. i did finally see dan on tour this year, so that was an absolute highlight. i hope we all get to see them on tour together in the future though, who knows!!

but yeah pinofs were a lifeline for me, like i would fr look forward to the next one every day since 2011 when i watched a pinof for the first time. so revisiting them like this is everything 🥲❤️‍🩹 sorry this got so long winded, i’m not great at making my thoughts concise lmao

[shiisiln]

The Outwaters

Watched a scary movie last night, liked it, had thoughts.

Spoilies below!

So people have already talked about the eco-horror/lovecraft elements, so I'm gonna talk about the themes of Time

In the beginning, Michelle talks about the body storing chemicals from LSD in spinal fluid, giving people acid flashbacks later in their lives.

I was like "That there is a theme statement" and i was RIGHT

A big part of the horror for me was how everything kept looping over and over again.

Sounds doubling until they're distorted. Robbie meeting his doppleganger. Robbie meeting the original four of them as they walk through the desert and screaming for them to notice him. Robbie repeating the same prayer over and over while a warped nightmare version of his meeting with his mom plays out in front of him.

They keep going to the dry lakebed. When they film there, you hear the sounds of water bubbling, SONAR pinging. This was a lake once; further back, the whole mountain range was an ocean.

It's like they've slipped into a spot where time is compressed and events that should be linear keep running into each other.

The Beast that Robbie encounters in the dark, we never see it in it's entirety but the sound design and the textures we see evoke dinosaurs. The weird flesh snake things evoke the arms of a squid.

The impetus for me giving up weed was a very bad trip I had that fucked up my perception of time. It is INTENSELY disturbing to feel unstuck in time.

That's what disturbed me so much about this movie. The idea of falling out of the linear flow of time and being lost in the couch cushions of the universe.

The lake is dry, and Robbie chases Michelle over and over across it with a camera. At the same time, it's a lake, and he's drowning. At the same time it is the primordial ocean and he's drowning. At the same time, the four of them are walking to their camping site. At the same time, Robbie is killing his friends with an axe. At the same time, Robbie is attacking Robbie with an axe. At the same time, Robbie encounters a herd of donkeys. At the same time, Robbie encounters a herd of . At the same time. At the same time. At the same time.

Sidenote, I loved the animal encounters in this. It's so clearly just that they happened to find some donkeys, a rattlesnake, an ant's nest, while they were shooting and were like "oh shit we gotta use this," it's delightful.

It has two turns that were DELICIOUSLY stomache-turning.

The first was just after the campsite massacre, when I thought I had a handle on what was happening; okay, there's some kind of interdimensional spookiness happening, and a man with an axe, I see what you're putting down.

And then the subtitles said "Creature hissing" and I out-loud said "What! There are creatures now?!" and there were indeed creatures!! What a delight.

The second was at the very end when you see the severed heads on pikes. Everything up until that point has such a cosmic horror vibe, where the threat is this overwhelming Outside force, but the heads on pikes is so human and so PERSONAL. Like, someone had to deliberately do that. And it was probably Robbie, which is definitely news to poor Robbie.

(In logical afterthought, Man With Axe is also very personal and deliberate, but we don't SEE much of that happen so it didn't have the same effect.)

I think my only big critique is the length. I booted this up and again, out loud said "Oof, almost two hours?!"

I love- i LOVE- a slow buildup, especially in a mood piece like this. But I'm also a big proponent for short movies.

It's not like making this shorter would make it appeal to a broader audience, but I still think they could have lost a lot of the first-half footage without killing the vibe.

Overall, great movie. Three severed heads and a discarded penis out of ???

[queeniecamps]

I’ve reached that point in my life where I go to draw Max’s hair, and just start sobbing because I keep forgetting how

[pjwritingblog]

prompt: the first time you're there for one of bruno's visions.

a/n: holy cow it's my first piece of fic in like three years! be gentle with me lol

"So I was thinking maybe tomorrow we could take a picnic up to the hills, if you like." You suggested it offhand while nuzzling Alfajor, a sandy colored rat.

"I would love that, but um...I've actually gotta do my vision tomorrow." You looked up; Bruno picked at a loose thread of his ruana, looking solomn.

"Oh. Well, can I?-" You took a breath. "Would you like me to be there?"

"Oh! No. Um. That's not...You don't want to see that." This thing with him was fairly new, but growing fast. You didn't need him to tell you he saw you in his future: You wanted him in yours.

"It's not about me, cariño. You say they exhaust you, and can be upsetting...I'd like to be there, to support you." You set Alfajor down and laced your fingers with his, giving them a gentle squeeze.

"Um." He swallowed. "Yeah. Okay. Come over after breakfast?"

"It's a date." You held his hand to yours and kissed it and he blushed, before standing to go. After you kissed him goodbye, you found a basket and started filling it.

It wasn't like Bruno wanted the visions. The passing, flickering glimpses of the future he saw daily were merely possibilities. But the visions? Well, there was a reason the prophecies were slabs of stone. They were fixed. Unbreakable.

He had told you, one day, as you braided flowers into his hair, about when he was 7 or 8, when he started realizing this gift was no blessing, about how he tried to just stop having visions. It started with migraines, they got worse until the pain radiated throughout his body, making him sweat and tremor. An intense pressure in his head, until the vision burst out.

He started to tell you what it felt like when they were uncontrolled, but he started shaking, eyes shining bright, so you silenced him with a soft kiss on his temple.

So now, when he felt the visions coming, he sighed and accepted his fate.

The next morning, you knocked on Bruno's door. He took a long time to answer. His face lit up when he saw you, which made you blush. He ushered you into his room, which you'd been told looked a lot different now than it used to.

"What've you got there?" He gestured to the basket in your hands.

"Just stuff I though you might want." You felt a little foolish now that you were here. "Snacks, those little cakes you like, water bottle, another water bottle, a brush 'cuz I know you like when I brush your hair, an extra blanket, and this-" You held up a small stuffed frog. "Is Fern. He is very good at making you feel bett--Oof!" Bruno enveloped you in a fierce hug.

"Thank you for being here. I can't tell you how much it means." He kissed you sweetly and took Fern from your hands. "So. Come on through." He gestured to the plain wooden door you had always assumed was a closet. Once he opened it, you could see it was a cavernous space lit with a green, bioluminescent sort of glow. "This is where the magic happens. Literally. Its literal magic. You'll want to take off your shoes."

You both left your sandals by the door, and he took your hand as you stepped through the passage and into sand. You smiled and wiggled your toes in it. You had felt it before, it seemed to cling endlessly to Bruno, in his hair, his pockets, but feeling it like this was different. It was soft and fine, with a pearlescent sheen.

"So." He put his hands on your shoulders. "You can be inside, or outside. Outside, it just looks like I'm in a big sand snow globe. Inside, you can see everything I'm seeing. It...can be overwhelming."

"Inside." You answered immediately. "Outside I'd just be worrying about you."

"Alright. C'mere." He sits you down in the center of the pit before walking to the far edge of the room, where some baskets were sitting. He withdrew a small camp-style torch and a bowl of sharp-smelling leaves. He lit the stove, and made a few small piles of leaves. "The smoke gets in your eyes." He warned before sitting next to you, lighting the piles with a long match he dipped in the fire, before taking your hand.

He closed his eyes for a few moments, and you felt the sand beneath you start to vibrate. He opened his eyes again, though now they glowed an intense jewel-like green. You were so distracted by his eyes that you didn't notice the sand had begun to swirl around you, gently at first, but soon it whipped around you in a perfect dome, sparks of the same glowing green shimmering like glitter.

"Don't be frightened." He groped for your other hand, eyes unseeing as they gazed straight onward. "Here it comes." His brows knit with concentration and the sparks began to take shape. Was that Pepe? No. Dolores. Was she....crying? What had her upset? As the hazy vision became clearer, you noticed her boyfriend Mariano on one knee...

"Oh! He's gonna propose!" Bruno laughed in delight as the tablet formed in his hands. The sand rained gently back down, dusting you both in the process. "He's....this is wonderful." He gazed in awe down at his niece's emerald face, a perfect image of overwhelming joy.

"Is it really such a big surprise? They're clearly meant for each other." You brushed some sand from the cool glass slab.

"No, it's a lousy prophecy if you ask me, not remotely helpful, but I don't," he swallowed, "I don't ever-I can't remember the last time it was something good." His looked up at you, bemused smile interrupted by a yawn. "This is the part when I crash."

"Come on, lets let you lie down." You pulled him up and led him back into his bedroom. His "bed" was actually a big hammock, stuffed with way too many pillows. You had never been in it before, but Bruno headed straight for it.

"I think it'll be easier if you get in first." He said, rubbing his eyes.

"What?"

"Just sit down like you're sitting in a chair."

"Are we both gonna fit?"

"One way to find out." He pushed down on your shoulders and you sat, letting your weight pull the hammock down. He sat next to you, and you both swung your legs over, reclining.

It was...cozy. Your shoulders pressed each other, straining against the edge of the hammock. "Bit snug."

"Just um...I think if we move a little..." He wiggled, then flipped himself so he was laying against your chest. It took away the pressure, and suddenly you just felt perfectly held by the fabric beneath you. "There."

You pulled his hair loose of its bun and started running your fingers through it, loosening his curls and massaging his scalp. You assumed he was asleep by the way his breath evened out, and he startled you by speaking. "I'm really glad you're here. It's easier with you here."

You kissed the top of his head and held him closer. "Well then, guess I'll just have to be here from now on."

[dimorphodon-x]

🎫 Coldfront and maybe the wolf bros???😳

Oof, haven’t done much with Coldfront and the brothers in a while💀 I’ll focus a bit more on Coldfront rn, as going over the brothers as a collective make them feel less individual, if that makes sense? They all deserve to have their personalities and quirks examined individually I think lol, and four characters is a bit much.

Coldfront didn’t want to change his drill alt mode when he first got stranded on Earth, in part because of emotional ties to another miner/construction mech he worked with, and his distaste for organics. However his vehicle mode wasn’t well adapted to living in the untamed and cold environment. Begrudgingly, he picked the megaloceros for his new mode.

The only problem was that he wasn’t prepped for taking on an organic alt mode, so his brain module shut down from shock, leaving just the bare instincts to help him survive. For the next several decades, Coldfront truly thought he was a megaloceros. He had integrated into a large herd, competed against other males, and won the attraction of a doe, though nothing would come of it, so it was more of a cuddly friendship.

Then the megafauna started to die out. Coldfront couldn’t understand why the herd was shrinking at an alarming rate, or why their food was getting harder to find. He ended up blaming early humans for the loss of his herd, and he did his best to steer the survivors away from camps and settlements.

Coldfront regained his sentience when the doe he had befriended was killed by hunters and their dogs. In a fit of rage and overwhelming loss, he slaughtered them. The only member of his herd that remained was a starving little fawn, who soon after succumbed to hunger and was given a burial.

After losing his home, his closest friend, and the entire herd he had made his new family, Coldfront became… well, pretty cold. He is afraid of experiencing more losses, so he decided to never give himself to opportunity to lose something or someone again. He decided to keep himself isolated, and attack anyone who would get too close to his territory, especially humans and their hunting dogs. To this day he holds a strong grudge.

Then the three wolf brothers showed up and completely ruined his plans.

[doctorofmagic]

@cannibal-wings​ said:

I like to imagine Victor's arm is around Stephen, even if that's not what's going on.

wdym you like to imagine it? Is it NOT what’s happening? wooiewoiioai I mean, maybe not, but Victor’s arm is UNDER the Cloak of Levitation, which definitely means he’s propping Stephen’s back at the very least 😌

@digicom-online​  said:

The preview is here: https://www.comicsxf.com/2022/07/21/meet-the-sorcerer-supremes-hot-mom-in-our-exclusive-preview-of-strange-4/

I am amused to note that Clea has followed up on her comment in issue #1 and enchanted a suit of armor to act as doorman. ;)

I just saw the preview but I noticed the same thing about the armor haha. I’m gonna post it in a jiffy along with the solicitations!

@mattmurderock​ said:

i’ve been thinking the exact same thing about his interviews. same page besties 👯‍♀️

It’s what every screenwriter keeps saying. “Show, don’t tell.” Waldron can’t do the basics :S glad we're on the same page about this, sometimes I’m afraid I’m being too critical :S

@couldntbedamned​ said:

Honestly my hopes of the MCU doing  characters like Victor Von Doom or Magneto justice are on the ground and I'm sure it'll find a way to dig itself down to hell. Jewish and/or Romani rep is basically non-existent and Victor's Romani heritage is every bit as informative of his character as being a Jewish Holocaust survivor is to Magneto.

I’m with you, sadly. They did the absolute minimum to Marc’s heritage and barely explored his relationship with his father, which is fundamental to Marc’s character till this very day. Wanda and Pietro are atrocities as well, and I can’t remember if they addressed Magneto’s heritage in some of the “new” X-Men movies at some point (because really, I only watched those once so I’m not sure but I also remember a flashback with Erik in a concentration camp but my memory is really foggy about it, sorry). Anyways, this is pathetic all the same because this is PRECISELY what drives Magneto as a character, not a minor detail.

I also wrote a full thread on Victor because, just like Magneto, being part of a persecuted minority is the driving force that shaped these characters.

I’m trying my best to spread awareness but the constant racism, especially when you address the whitewashing in F4 fancasts, is exhausting.

I can’t deal with another Wanda situation, for real. The never-ending racism by Olsen stans is overwhelming and it pains me to see that the MCU is about to commit the same mistake with a fave of mine. I’m so done, I’m really dropping my excitement as a viewer (and thank the Vishanti I’ve never been a fan of the live actions oof)

PS: I’m also gonna leave this thread on Wanda to keep spreading awareness.

@prettywitchiusaka​ said:

Can't say I blame you. My hope is that Ben will pull rank and demand a different writer for the next film. Because while I like Multiverse, I do have issues with it and feel like Waldron should probably be kept away from anything DS related.

I wish I had hope that would happen, but I’m always scared since they only care about money, not quality ;-;

@strangeprincex​ said:

I mean, Waldron’s already been pulled off Loki for Star Wars (which…🙄), so I hope that means he’s off Marvel projects going forward. But I’m feeling the same level of exhaustion with Marvel and its fandom. I’m here for Strange, Loki and not much else.

Omg, really? That’s good news, and as long as Waldron just writes a random tv show for SW not realated to Mandalorian or Andor, I don’t mind it haha. But hopefully another one comes for DS3.

[rrxnjun]

from here

Ohh so k-pop does get overwhelming at times like keeping up with all of their comebacks and activities does take a toll on the psyche 🤧 i took a small break of sorts back in 2021 just to get a breather and instead focus my energy on books :') the whole pandemic situation and the lockdown was beginning to get to me + i had to deal with an academic burnout but !! things are definitely better now.

OKAYY so it took me a lot of time to finalise a bias in nct dream and tbt all nct units unghhh i lobe them all but my nct dream bias as of now is renjun. this man has me wrapped around his finger and activates the heart eyes WDYM HE HAS A PRETTY VOICE HES AN ARTIST HE'S PRETTY HE'S SHARP TONGUED AND HE'S A TOTAL SWEETHEART LIKE HE'S SO CARING 100% BFF/BF MATERIAL :( FDIBCFBN GOD HAS HIS FAVOURITES ALRIGHT and oml don't even get me started w the yangyang and renjun interactions im still reeling from when they did this.

In 127 i have a soft spot for the vocal line lol so i usually bias whoever's in the vocal line for a particular song (DO THEY HAVE TO MAKE IT SO HARD TO CHOOSE THO). rn it's jaehyun bc I'm obsessed w his voice (it's his first few lines in good thing <33)

Oof faded in my last song just hits so hard and it hurts so bad the songs so deep. It's one of my favourite nct u songs that and baby don't like it (again. hoe anthems >>>) for 127 it's either heartbreaker (bc it's hyuck's world and we're just living in it) or good thing (bc jaehyun.) Basically love the limitless era. and for dream okayy i can't really choose but reload and boom era were both crazy good. as for wayv it's after midnight and maybee take off. Wbu what are your favourite eras/songs?

Ahh you're a carat ?? I've been trying to get into svt since hoshi's spider came out but it's still a work in progress :') Which all groups do you stan ?? (40k slowburns are segci and it's for Vernon?? sounds v interesting 👀)

and the yangyang fic's going to have angst okay thanks for the warning angst scares me but i find it beautiful (?) as a genre like whoa how do mere scenes and words strung up together in a completely different world make me feel so much. But again that's why i like reading in general. bonus points if i actually find the smth in the fic relatable :')

YUSSUH 5SOS SUPREMACY youngblood was THAT album yk. weird but their music and a few select songs from twenty one pilots and imagine dragons help me concentrate and actually solve calculus ... esp easier and good girls 😭 idk why tho and whahfkfkkg they came to your city ?? Djnffkfm most international artists usually don't come near South Asian countries ie the place where I live 🤧

and yes so i listened to a few more songs by waterparks but I'm obsessed with 21 questions. i can't stop putting it on loop 😭😭 fdhjk pls feel free to send in more song recs

p.s. i enjoy talking to you too to the point where i think i ramble a little too much hrkfjfnf Have a good day/night <3

SORRY FOR REPLYING LATE I SUCK AT HUMAN INTERACTION

kpop does get overwhelming sometimes dfkjlas but also i just kind of got bored for a bit so i didnt feel motivated to check up on it in so long,, but now i just found the excitement again and i feel the same i did when getting into it for the first time its so amazing. i got into kpop just before the pandemic started, so it was something that was keeping me going during the lockdowns and shit :) i am glad you're feeling better now, though!

OUR BIASES MATCH AAAAAAA #besties fdlksaj renjun is literally the love of my life i think us two are similar in a lot of things (our zodiac signs, personalities, interests, anger issues...) so i think loving him so much helped my selflove djfkla this sounds weird but its true to some extent?? AND DONT MENTION THE CAMPING TRIP VIDEO IN FRONT OF ME ITS MY COMFORT VID AAAAA everything abt it is so wholesome,,, their little karaoke sessions, the shopping, the cooking,, them switching languages every now and then,, also yangyang singing i'm gonna love you by d.o. is stuck in my head that moment felt special.

in 127 i tend to gravitate towards mark and hyuck but i cant really count them bc theyre my dream biases as well LMAO but if i exclude them, i'd say i bias doyoung? i have a soft spot for yuta as well haha and recently my head is full of jungwoo but i'm not gonna give that too much weight just yet it might be a phase we'll see

I LOVE HOE ANTHEMS AAAA no one does sexy songs like nct. no one can compare. period. my fav eras would probablyyy be hot sauce/hello future for dream i fucking love that era and i miss it so much it was comfort for me. hot sauce was the first album ive ever bought from my first ever paycheck haha<33 for 127 probably superhuman/kick it/punch era? altho i wasnt a stan back then yet,, so i didnt fully experience it and for wayv turn back time era!!

i AM a carat!! spider is so good oml truly a cultural reset. no one does it like kwon soonyoung. i stan quite a few groups i think?? my ults are definitely nct, seventeen and txt! i keep up w them the most:) and then i stan enhypen, stray kids and p1harmony, although i dont really watch their contents or anything anymore,, im more of a casual stan for them. wbu?

yesyes its an angsty one but its not that bad i think fklf i definitely wrote more traumatic fics than this one. there's actually a yy tiktok i saw that literally represents how i wrote him in this fic it fit so much uh god i'll show it to you if you're interested

SOLVE CALCULUS HDAKL thank god i dont have maths anymore<33 that was a real struggle. i used to have a twenty one pilots phase tbf but im glad its behind me now bc the tyler joseph now is not the tyler joseph i used to stan!:)) and nooo they didn't come to my city! i'm from slovakia and literally no one comes to slovakia so i get your sturggle. they came to krakow and vienna though and that's kind of close to me!

21 questions>>>>> literally one of the songs that inspired my yy fic. do you use spotify? i'll make you a rec playlist if you really want!

p.s. i really enjoy talking to you hihi i missed your asks hhhh please dont think you ramble too much bc i do too!! it shows that we are comfy w each other xx

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Loki x Reader: Apocalypse - Ch 12

Ok! this was the last chapter I wrote so now quality will vary wildly and also hopefully I will write for next week but who knows, also it's whumptober soooo yes. wish me luck

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You woke. This time you were certain you woke first. Laying on your side, you glanced over your shoulder and though your legs were slightly stretched out, Loki was somehow curled around and into you. At the same time. You really weren’t sure how he managed it. He had both arms wrapped around your waist and his face nuzzled into your neck. As you moved to look at him, there was a soft mewl of protest from his sleeping form.

Wiggling, very slowly, stopping any time his hands tightened around your abdomen just a bit too much, you eventually managed to roll over. Now you were facing him. You bit your lip, at some point Loki had straightened out so he was no longer curled into you and for that you were grateful. However, he was still pressed tightly against you as he kept his arms wrapped around your torso.

You pulled your head back to look at his face, smooth and peaceful. There were only a few moments to appreciate the calmness on his face, the finally healed injuries now that he had his full abilities back, and the lush black curls that had come free of the product that kept it feathered back while he was awake. Then he seemed to miss the absence of your warmth subconsciously, or perhaps just you in general and he pulled himself back towards you, nuzzling his face against your throat. A small smile curled on his face.

You hadn’t expected the god to be so clingy in his sleep and yet, you found you liked it. Freeing an arm, you stroked his back over the soft green cape. If you didn’t know better, you’d say he had purred. Feeling yourself grow tired, you thought about laying back down. What if the two of you stayed here for the day? Just one day of rest? You had walked so far yesterday… And Loki’s strong muscular arms holding you felt so right…

Loki’s eyes opened and he blinked, his hand smoothing over the material of the garment he had given you. He frowned tilting his head.

“Hey.” You broke the silence, your voice squeaky.

“Hey.” Loki replied, his voice low and husky, thick with sleep.

You swallowed hard, Loki’s hands were still wrapped around you, as were your hands on his back. Slowly you continued the soothing circles on his back, searching his face for any signs of discontent.

Loki lowered his head to press his forehead to yours. His hands slid up your back, fingers dragging up the clothes he had given you. Sliding up your neck, and tangling in your hair, he held you close.

You gazed up into his blank red eyes, your breaths mingling as both of you began to breathe faster and faster, hearts pounding in yours and his chest. Nervously, you licked your lips, pressing your teeth down as you stared up at him. Loki slid his nails along your scalp, loosely tugging at your hair, before sliding down along your face and cupping your cheeks. He smoothed his thumbs along your cheekbones, holding your face.

Loki’s hands were slightly calloused. You figured they would be, he was skilled with his daggers, but there was a softness to them, too. You recalled the scholar he had been, the spells he was known to use.

Swallowing hard, you followed his large hands with long slender fingers feeling your face. Delicately and feather light, he traced the pads of his thumbs over your cheeks, up your temples, and then across your forehead.

Your eyes fluttered closed as he smoothed his fingers over your eyelids and back down your cheeks to your lips. Slowly you reopened your eyes as Loki’s thumbs slid over your lips, a smile crossing his face. Separating his thumbs and sliding them to opposite corners of your mouth, he leaned forward and tilted his head. The corners of your mouth turned up and you would have met him halfway but you were content to let him know where you were.

You let your eyes drift shut and his mouth met yours in a soft, needy kiss. Sighing you deepened the kiss, sucking his lower lip and moving your mouths in sync. You pulled your arm from his back, Loki’s hands never leaving your face as the two of you continued to kiss.

Finally you were forced to pull back for breath, “Don’t let go.” You whispered.

Loki raised his eyebrow quizzically but complied.

You rolled over and pushed him onto his back, rolling with him so you straddled his hard muscled stomach. Keeping your face low to him, you smiled down at him, moving one hand up to guide his thumbs to let him know you were smiling.

Loki smiled back at you. He gazed up at you adoringly, even though he saw nothing. You slid your hand over his forehead and smoothed back his curly hair, attempting to tame it for him, while also dragging your fingers along his scalp. As Loki opened his mouth slightly to moan, you captured his mouth in a kiss, your other hand gripping his broad shoulder and pressing your body into him.

Snaking your tongue into his mouth, you tried to curl it around his tongue, delving into his mouth and exploring. For a moment, it seemed you dominated the kiss and you were surprised. It seemed he was humoring you for a dark chuckle ran through his body, vibrating through you and he quickly overwhelmed you. His tongue forced itself into your mouth, tangling around yours and demanding to be wherever he wanted. Part of you squeaked before moaning a deep throaty sound into the kiss.

Once again, you were forced to part. Pulling back gasping, you were pleased to see that Loki was also panting. His hands fell away from your face as he hung them limply at your side, chest heaving. A dazed smile stayed on his face as he gazed up at the ceiling, his lips slightly puffy.

You touched your own swollen lips, unable to stop yourself biting your lower lip nervously as you still sat on his stomach.

“Where’d that come from?” You asked shyly.

“I could ask you the same.” Loki tilted his head up.

“You started it.”

Loki smiled lazily and hummed, “I suppose I did.”

You looked around and took his hand in yours, pressing a soft kiss to the palm as you pressed it to your face. “So do you remember what I look like?”

Loki slowly sat up, all but knocking you off him.

“Oof.” You grunted as you fell off.

Loki glanced in your direction apologetically as he pulled his knees to his chest. “It’s not the same.”

“Hey, Loki.” You reached over and cupped his cheek in your hand, turning him towards you. “I can’t imagine it is, but what you did instead…” You trailed off shaking your head.

Loki waited in silence.

“That,” You swallowed hard, feeling your cheeks heat up as you searched for words.

Loki raised his eyebrow. “Was?” He offered slowly.

“It was really nice.” You whispered, your voice barely above a breath.

You expected a smirk, maybe that shit-eating grin he usually had, but instead, it was just a genuine warm smile. And somehow, for the butterflies in your flipflopping stomach, that was so much worse.

Loki took your hand touching his face and laced his fingers through the back of it, kissing the palm gently. “Good.”

“Should we get going? I know it’s midday so we’ll not get as far as yesterday but I guess when we make camp next we’ll know what to expect.”

“Good idea.” Loki replied straightening up.

You turned away from Loki, readjusting the blanket and your hood, “And maybe, when we camp next, we could have proper sleeping clothes. This armor isn’t exactly comfortable for sleeping in, or practical.” You trailed off, stealing a glance at Loki as you spoke.

Loki was looking in your direction, his cheeks flushed red. “No, I suppose it’s not.” He replied in a strangled voice.

You smiled sweetly, knowing he would hear it in your response. “Good. I’m glad we’re on the same page.” For the moment you were glad he couldn’t see, couldn’t feel the heat rising on your cheeks.

In moments the two of you were out of the tent, back into the bitter cold, huddled together. All thought of warmth was but a distant memory as you continued your trek through the suburbs of New Jersey and out towards a rural area. Somewhere with a wide expanse of fields where frost giants might have gathered or rested for their camps, somewhere where the target on Loki’s back might become immensely visible.

You would make it there just by nightfall but with threat of frost giants close by… You tried to push that thought away. If they attacked your tent while it was dark and you were forced out into the cold. You swallowed hard.

Risking a glance back at Loki, you wondered if he had the same thought on his mind.

Nothing to do now, you were nearing the gauntlet, the mouth of the beast and danger was getting closer and closer. You steeled your resolved, humanity needed you, Loki needed you.

[joonie-beanie]

Bean (MC) + sexual relationships with the Demon Brothers

This is an HC no one asked for, but here I am, being thirsty as hell for literally every brother, and funneling that thirst through Bean. Don’t judge me

(This time, in reverse order!...because I can! Also these are kind of messily written but I don’t know how to fix it at this point so forgive plz)

Belphegor:

General Vibe: Lowkey and Playful

Notable Kinks: Choking, edging, overstim, marking

Sex between Bean and Belphie is typically lowkey, and a little playful--depending on the mood.

They may be low-energy buddies, but they’re also both brats, which makes for a dangerous combination.

Most soft (aka lazy) sessions start one of two ways--with Belphie’s mouth on Bean’s neck, or Bean’s hand down Belphie’s pants. 

Belphie is the first of the brothers to discover how sensitive Bean’s neck is. It happens when they’re cuddling, one day, and he leans in to press a kiss to her shoulder. When she shivers, immediately jerking away from the feeling with a high-pitched gasp? Oh, Belphie is relentless.

He holds her against him sternly, not letting her run away, as he assaults her neck and shoulders with his lips, tongue and teeth. (Over time, he absolutely develops a kink for seeing her covered hickies he has given her, and always wears such a little, shit-eating grin if she appears in a hoodie, or anything else that will hide away her upper torso from prying eyes).

He manages to get hard just from hearing her embarrassing sounds (which she is so desperately trying to stifle), and also the fact that every time she wriggles in his arms, her ass grinds against his cock. 

When he’s finally too hard for comfort, he’ll likely take her in either of his two favorite positions. One, with her on her back, and his hand around her throat (she likes being choked, and he likes seeing her lose herself from the lack of blood flow), or two, on her knees, with her chest pressed against the sheets.

Usually, if he’s already pent up, he doesn’t bother edging, or overstimulating her. He’ll just fill Bean with his seed, and flop down onto the sheets, and go back to cuddling her--all blissed out, and tired from the orgasm.

If he feels he can last a while, he’ll likely edge her a few times, just to make her whine, and see if she’ll beg. OR, he’ll make her cum, and then keep going despite how her body is shaking from overstim.

If Bean is the one feeling a little bratty, then she’ll slip her hands beneath the waistband of his pants, and tease him with her fingers. (They both share the role of big spoon, so it’s not strange for her to be able to reach around him, and toy with him like he does her).

Since he never lets her leave without some array of marks littering her neck and shoulders, she makes sure to pay him back--kissing and nipping at his skin until he’s got a few love bites to remember her by.

Bean getting Belphie off with her hand is not very rare. If she’s spooning him, and he’s tired, he has no issue letting her jack him off. However, if he’s not groggy from sleep, he’ll likely turn the tables on her--taking her how he wants, or grabbing her hair and coaxing her head into his lap.

Beel:

General Vibe: Very sweet, or entirely overwhelming (in a good way).

Notable Kinks: Oral, marking, breeding

Bean is honestly a little freaked out by the idea of receiving oral before she meets Beel. She’s embarrassed by the idea of someone camping out between her legs, and it takes a little bit of convincing on Beel’s part before she finally allows him to taste her.

Once he does, he can’t stop, and Bean learns just how pleasurable (and damning) oral sex can be. Because with Beel, once is never good enough. The first time he goes down on her, she has to beg him to stop--her body shaking from overstim, and covered in sweat. She has no idea how long he’s spent with his mouth on her pussy, but it’s at least been an hour, and he still looks so hungry.

Beel is someone very close to her heart, and has helped her learn to love many of her insecurities, so he loves to have soft, caring sex with her. Sex where Bean whispers praises into his skin, and he mirrors her sentiments via soft touches with his hands, and mouth. 

He takes her in a position where he’s guaranteed to face her--where she can cradle his face, and kiss him over and over again as they both fall apart. When she finally cums, she does so while gasping his name, with her fingers digging into his shoulder blades. And when Beel cums, he buries his face in the crook of her neck and bites down on her skin--hard enough to leave marks, but not draw blood. 

She spends her post orgasm bliss tucked into his arms, with her back against his chest, and his lips pressed into her hair. He likes to stay inside of her as long as possible--until he eventually goes soft, and his cum starts leaking out of her.

Of course...sometimes Beel can’t help but be a bit rougher--to crave a little more. He is a demon, after all.

So, when Beel isn’t feeling so soft, he tends to manhandle her. His strength is already known by her--after all, he can carry her with little effort, whereas most humans would struggle to even lift her into a hug--but it never fails to surprise her when he throws her onto the bed, or hikes her up against the wall without batting an eye. (It’s such a turn on).

When Beel’s in a more carnal mood, Bean resigns herself to just being along for the ride. She lets him take her however he wants, as long as he wants. While he has never admitted it, she’s positive he has a bit of a breeding kink, because he loves to go multiple rounds, and makes sure she’s taking as much of his seed as she can. 

When he’s in this state, he tends to leave more marks, as well. Most notably on her thighs, tummy, and chest. 

Once things finally calm down, he’ll make sure she’s alright, and clean her up before holding her for as long as he can.

Oh, also, Bean does reciprocate oral for him. However, Beel is big and her jaw hurts if it’s open too wide, so if she ever starts to ache, Beel is more than happy to use her in other ways instead (Bean honestly feels so lucky that he’s so understanding).

Asmo:

General Vibe: Fun, and uplifting.

Notable Kinks: Edging, overstim, toys, praise kink

Bean is actually more comfortable being dominant with Asmo, than she is subbing.

Asmodeus has a huge praise kink--both giving and receiving, and Bean is more than happy to feed into that--telling him about all his good points while she jacks/sucks him off, or even pegs him.

And, of course, Asmo is more than happy to be submissive to her. She’s not a hard dom by any means, but she can be a bit sadistic (he honestly thinks it stems from her bratty submissive side), and does enjoy edging him, and watching him beg.

It’s actually exciting to Bean to be able to dominate someone and not feel completely self conscious about it. Asmo is really great at reassuring her-- since he’s not afraid to be vocal, or ask for more. It lets Bean know he’s enjoying himself, and helps build her confidence. 

Once Asmo finally gets off, he refuses to let Bean leave without having her own orgasm (even if she assures him she’s okay. He’s the Avatar of Lust--there’s no way in hell he’s not going to return the pleasure she has just given him).

So, when Asmo is trying to repay her actions, he tends to get her off with a vibrating wand (the two absolutely include toys in their play regularly), or with his mouth. Bean gets turned on from fucking him, so she gets off fairly quickly once its her turn.

However, just because Bean dom’s Asmo, doesn’t mean he’s always submissive. Oh no, sometimes, he loves flustering her and taking the reins. (And it really does fluster her. Too much).

While Asmo has a huge praise kink, and soaks up all of her kind words, Bean has no idea how to handle his praise towards her, and usually just turns into a whining mess, begging him to shut up. (Of course, Asmo is pretty relentless, and doesn’t stop until she’s a complete mess from his words).

Sessions with Asmo are usually a fair amount of time, since he really likes to indulge himself in the act, but they don’t unnecessarily drag on. He knows that he and Bean both have other things to get to, and doesn’t feel the need to keep her around him after their love making. No, he makes sure she’s okay, gives her whatever amount of aftercare she needs, and then the two go on their merry way.

Although…there are the rare times where Asmo keeps her there the entire day. While his powers don’t work on her, that doesn’t mean he can’t find a good substitute (aka sometimes, with her consent, they’ll mess around with giving her an aphrodisiac). Whenever Bean takes the aphrodisiac, it’s typically a very intense experience, so they don’t do it often. But when they do? Oh man, Asmo is in love.

Satan:

General Vibe: Unhurried, light-hearted (and sometimes ruining)

Notable Kinks: Pet play, Training

Because Satan is aware of Bean’s writing habits, and has taken to proofing her work for her, the two of them casually speak of sex often, which turns into...well, actual sex between them.

Satan finds it quite cute that despite the smut she writes, Bean doesn’t have a ton of experience to back it up. So, he devotes himself to kindly helping her gain some experience (at least at first).

It starts with oral training--Satan giving Bean pointers on giving head (ya know...so she can write it with a clearer picture/experience in mind). Bean...doesn’t have the best gag reflex, hence the “training”. Satan pretty much takes it upon himself to help her tame her reflex (for the most part--after all, making her gag sometimes is still fun).

Of course...he enjoys this arrangement more than he cares to admit, and he soon breaks down, wanting more. The first time he throws Bean onto his bed and cages her down, all red in the face as he asks if he can have her--oof. She’ll never forget it. And, well, Bean has been a little...pent up, even if she won’t admit it (since blowing Satan actually turns her on a lot), so she’s more than happy to let things progress farther.

Following the broadening of their sexual relationship, Satan takes to, well, training her in other ways. Particularly...through light forms of pet play. So maybe he has a collar and leash, and a cat tailed butt plug. And maybe every time he puts them on/in Bean, it makes her blush so red, and in turn makes him grin so proudly. (He is, after all, the Avatar of Wrath. It’s in his nature to be a little mean).

Their overall play doesn’t get extremely rough. Most of the time, it’s middle ground--rough enough to satisfy them both, without being too intense.

However, sometimes Satan does get a little...feral for lack of a better term. Especially if she’s being a little too bratty, and he’s not in the mood for it. When that happens, Satan gets rough--taking 100% control of the situation. He’ll tease her about how her bratty remarks are nowhere to be found, now that he’s absolutely ruining her.

Once Satan has finally had his fill, though, he’ll be sure to clean her up, and check on her--asking if she’s alright, and bringing her water, and whatever else she may need.

Overall, though, usually sex between the two is very casual, and unhurried. Bean feels comfortable with Satan, especially because they can still talk/banter like normal, even if her mouth is on him, or if he’s inside of her.

Also, Satan won’t admit it, but he’s pretty invested in seeing how else he can train her. His next goal is getting her to cum on command. 

Levi:

General Vibe: needy, intense, competitive

Notable Kinks: DP, oral, thigh fucking

The first time the two have sex, it’s because Levi get’s frustrated over the fact that she’s kicking his ass at Mario Kart. He goes demon form, and Bean attempts to calm him down by pressing her hands to his chest, and kissing him.

It actually makes his brain blue screen for a few seconds, before he’s dragging her over to his tub. He’s hesitant, at first, but with Bean’s reassurance that she’s fine, and that she wants him, he eventually gives into his desires and stops worrying so much. 

And the minute Levi subconsciously begins using his tail to hold her down, or aid in the sex, and realizes that she loves it. Damn. 90% of the time he’s in his demon form when they have sex, because his tail is sensitive and he absolutely will use it on her so long as she permits it.

Sometimes, he only uses it to hold her wrists, or spread her legs, but other times he basically uses it as a second dick and wow, he’s super weak watching Bean fall apart as he fucks two of her holes open.

And Bean, despite her embarrassment, allows herself to be a little vocal for Levi, because it gives him the reassurance that he so desperately needs, and she loves seeing him confident, and using her to seek what he wants.

Levi tends to lose himself, when he’s really having fun. At first, he may be cautious about what he’s doing, but once he really starts feeling good, and realizes that he’s making Bean feel good, he lets his worries go.

And when that happens, he can go for a while. Like, Bean about to pass out but he’s still hard despite having cum in her twice while. However, Levi doesn’t get like that too often. Usually he’s happy with one, good, satisfying round of sex (and so is Bean). But...they both definitely enjoy it when things do get a little more intense.

Also, Bean blowing/jacking off Levi while he’s playing video games is 100% a thing. Most of the time he manages to keep playing, but eventually ends up pausing the game when he’s close to cumming and can’t focus anymore. 

In turn, if the two are playing a game together, and Bean is winning...maybe Levi lets his demon form come forth, and lets his tail wind up her leg. And when the appendage starts groping her, it’s very hard to stay focused.

ALSO, Bean is not big into cosplay, or roleplay, but...she’ll wear a mini skirt and thigh highs for Levi. Asmo buys Bean a maid costume from Akuzon and when Levi sees her in it...and the SQUISHY ANIME GIRL THIGH LINE HE SO DEARLY LOVES...he awakens something within himself.

So yes, upon occasion, when Levi can’t stop staring at her thighs, or if she’s wearing something that draws attention to them, he’ll absolutely just thigh fuck her. It makes him weak.

Mammon:

General Vibe: Teasing, bratty

Notable Kinks: Oral, Anal, Edging 

Mammon is a tsundere but Bean is a brat...and sometimes they don’t mix well.

But, Mammon is the avatar of Greed, and he’s greedy with Bean, and wants the same thing she’s willing to offer his brothers (with her consent, obviously, he’s not an asshole). Luckily, despite their inherent natures, it still works.

And by work, 90% of the time that means “Mammon whines about wanting intimacy, and Bean gives him exactly what he wants, only for him to get flustered by it”. But...she kind of likes seeing him all blushy, and honestly, as long as Mammon is getting his rocks off in the end, he can get over being embarrassed.

Typically, their sessions start one of two ways. 1. Mammon is just craving her affection, and at some point shared hugs and kisses progress into hands under clothes, and breathy moans. Or 2. Mammon sees traces of his brothers “love” on her, and he sits in the corner and pouts about it until a. Bean goes over and coaxes him out of his mood, or b. Mammon takes things into his own hands.

If Mammon is just craving affection, then he’ll likely saddle up next to her, and grumble while wrapping his arms around her. But...his hugs will turn into groping, and his lips will find hers, or sensitive areas of skin to tease. And then he’s grumbling about how she’s his, as their bodies press together--making Bean aware of the fact that he’s definitely hard.

And once he’s hard, and Bean is making little sounds that has him knowing she’s feeling good too, well...Mammon grins and gets to it.

He prefers to take her from behind, because that way he can grab her ass ( and he loves her ass. Like...he’s weak for anal with her. They don’t have it all the time, but sometimes. As a special treat).

The first few times they fuck, Mammon cums before her, and while she reassures him that she’s fine not cumming, Mammon doesn’t want to be one of, if not the only, brother who hasn’t made her cum, so. He steps up his game. Now, he always has them cum together, if not her first.

At least...that’s how it goes when he’s the one being more dominant. Because Bean loves to tease him, especially when he’s already blushy, and flustered. 

During the times where she takes charge, she’ll slip into her bratty nature as she teases him with dirty remarks while taking his cock into her hand, or mouth. And Mammon does his best not to fall apart as she brings him to the edge one, twice, and again, until he’s cursing and begging for her to let him cum already. And she always does--but hey, a girl has to have her fun first right?

Lucifer:

Overall Vibe: Intimate, Sadistic (surprise surprise)

Notable Kinks: Bondage, Spanking, Denial

Once Bean finally gets over emotional constipation, and the two realize they do, indeed, reciprocate each other's feelings, well...sex is kind of enivitable (not that either of them mind).

At first, their sex is very intimate, and needy. Bean is a mixture of embarrassed and excited, whereas Lucifer feels he needs to catch up for lost time--to stake his equal claim to her as his brothers have. He works quickly while reassuring her of his feelings--drowns them both in their pleasure until the cravings they’ve held onto for so long are thoroughly spent.

Then...once things have calmed down, things get a little more...spicy.

Whereas before, Lucifer may have just scolded Bean for making a bratty comment. Well...now he can reprimand her in other ways.

While Lucifer isn’t big on leaving hickies, or bite marks like some of his brothers, he has no issue bending her over the desk in his study, and reddening her ass and thighs (he prefers to use his hand, but if he’s feeling particularly mean, he may pull out the whip he so dearly loves). And for what it’s worth, Bean enjoys it--she wouldn’t be bratty to him otherwise (and, of course, Lucifer wouldn’t spank her to begin with if she wasn’t getting something out of it as well).

Aside from this, Lucifer has taken to using his rope skills on her--but in ways far more enjoyable than he uses on Mammon. Likeeeee...tying her hands behind her back and having her service him while he works. Orrrrr...putting her in a pretty body harness, because he enjoys seeing the way it accentuates her (and he likes seeing rope marks as well). Oh, and you can’t forget tying her down on his bed so he’s truly in 100% control.

One of Lucifer’s favorite things to do is tie her up, and then deny her. Time and time again, until she’s quite literally begging--letting go of her mental restraints in order to plead for her orgasm. Watching her fall apart for him is his delight, and only once he’s satisfied with how helpless she has become, does he allow her to cum.

Of course, sex with Lucifer isn’t always so intense, or sadistic. No, the man is busy, and sometimes Bean just wants to help him unwind. So, she’ll take it upon herself to settle between his legs and get him off with her mouth and hands. Or, she’ll snuggle up to him in bed, and if she feels him getting hard, she’ll just kiss him and ask if he wants her to take the reins for the night (which usually means riding him, while he holds her hips--only helping her out when she gets close and can barely move anymore).

And they both love the soft, intimate sessions as much as they do the ones where Lucifer gets Bean so desperate that tears prick her eyes.

Lucifer is very good about aftercare, though, especially when he’s been quite mean. He’ll clean her up and kiss her hair and bring her water. Oh, and of course she’ll be staying with him for the night--with his arm draped over her waist, or his wings curled around her. (Like she’d even try to leave…)

[jaskiersvalley]

Your writing is DEVASTATINGLY lovely, thank you for sharing it with us!

Catch me tearing up at this, Nonnie. You are far too lovely and kind. Have a little thank you ficlet which I hope you enjoy <3

If you haven’t played Witcher 3 or read the books, this will contain major spoilers about Ciri!

To say that Geralt wasn’t friendly could be taken as a bit of an understatement. Somehow Jaskier had either missed that memo or he straight up didn’t care, sticking around until he became part of Geralt’s everyday landscape. Then Ciri came along and Geralt stopped fighting destiny. They were in Kaedwen when another figure turned up at their camp, looking dishevelled and exhausted. Cahir had been running north, away from Nilfgaard and hoping to help protect Ciri. Not that Geralt was having any of it, he gruffly tried to warn off the interloper on their camp.

“It’s you!” Ciri exclaimed. “I see you in my dreams.”

Politely baffled, Cahir offered her a hesitant smile. “I only know you’re Emhyr's daughter and I firmly believe that under no circumstance should you fall into his hands."

Being everyone's friend, Jaskier struck up conversation with Cahir. However, Geralt couldn't help but feel like they were being fooled, given a sob story of someone who grew to resent the empire they led an army for. It was just too perfect, like something Jaskier would make up to sing a heart-warming song about to bring everyone together on a dreary night. Still, Geralt wasn't in the habit of being aggressive with humans if he could help it. But he could still make things unbearably awkward so they didn't stick around. That had always been the case (with Jaskier being the exception) so Geralt kept to his tried and tested method.

Nights were spent on the cold forest floor. While Geralt would meditate and keep guard, Jaskier curled up with Ciri under all the blankets they had in an attempt to keep warm. It was too risky to have a fire. Only, Cahir wasn't allowed to curl up with them, even as he passed over one of his own furs when he saw Ciri shivering. That night, Geralt watched as the rather strange human huddled against a tree, tucked under as many of his paltry belonging as possible to stay warm. Even more strangely, he slept as if he trusted Geralt to keep him safe for the night.

"How long will you travel with us?" Ciri asked innocently a few mornings later. She didn't seem to notice the way Cahir was flexing his hands to try and get some heat back into his fingers. Not that Geralt cared, he had seen the hand flop out from under a cloak as Cahir had turned in the night. It served him right, the fool that he was for thinking he could just travel with a Witcher and his family of choice and Destiny.

"I don't know," Cahir replied, the honesty raw in his voice.

Ciri didn't waste time, smiling at him as she declared, "You should come with us! Geralt said Kaer Morhen is big, so there will be room for you too."

Such simple, childish logic. Geralt wished Ciri hadn't opened her mouth though. Judging my the hesitant look Cahir was casting him, it was quite evident the invitation wasn't taken to heart. Until Jaskier joined in too.

"Yes, come with us! It will be nice to have another boring old human among the beefcakes of Kaer Morhen." He must have seen Cahir looking at Geralt because Jaskier scoffed out a laugh. "ignore his sour demeanour. He's just a grouch until he gets home."

The trek to Kaer Morhen was slow and several times Geralt wondered whether he could guide then in a way that meant he could keep Ciri on Roach, a hand on Jaskier and if, by some mishap, Cahir slipped, they could all say it was an accident. However, Geralt had a moral code that was better than that, as much as he cursed himself for it. But they made it to Kaer Morhen as a quartet. Introductions were made swiftly and Geralt showed everyone to rooms. Jaskier would share with him, Ciri would be near by. However, he led Cahir to a further part of the old keep and opened the door to room that was still functional but it was definitely not, by any definition, nice. To Geralt, the further Cahir was from him and his family, the better.

"This is your room."

He didn't expect the large eyed awe and gratitude.

"You sure? I thought you'd put me in a communal room."

There were no communal rooms but Geralt didn't want to say that. Instead, he shrugged. "This room is yours now."

It wasn't like it had much, a lumpy, straw filled mattress, a rickety chest of drawers and a fireplace. Not much more would fit in there really. Yet Cahir seemed almost overwhelmed by it.

Everything Geralt tried to do to make Cahir less eager to stick around seemed to backfire. The pass was still open and Geralt hoped Cahir would try to go back to his masters and perish along the way. One less threat to Ciri that way. However, Cahir eagerly took to kitchen duties, saying he wanted to earn his keep. He also willingly joined in with training, even sharing some of Nilfgaard's fighting styles and dirty tricks with the others.

All of Geralt's pushing had an interesting side effect. While Cahir tried to give him space while living up to expectations, he got closer to the other Witchers. Especially, Lambert and Eskel. However, like with most things not in his immediate interest, Geralt decided to stick his head in the sand about it. It didn't concern him so it wasn't his problem.

He was making his last rounds of the keep, something he didn't feel the need to do quite so often anymore. However, a soft, very human snuffle from the stall next to Roach had him suspicious. Silently peering into the stall, Geralt's eyebrows rose to see Cahir under his cloak, curled into some straw.

"Something wrong with your room?"

The words startled Cahir and he jerked, staring wide eyed at Geralt. There was straw stuck in his hair.

"Sorry. No. The room you gave me is very nice and really generous of you." That should have been an absolute lie but Cahir didn't seem to be anything but honest. So Geralt stayed quiet and allowed him to fill the awkwardly lengthening silence. "It was so quiet, I'm not used to it. The army is noisy, even when it sleeps. And I missed the stars. It's been years since I've spent more than a couple of nights indoors at a time."

Life on the road was something Geralt could understand. But it sounded like maybe Cahir had been without creature comforts for a lot longer than a Witcher. At least Geralt had a home to return to. With Nilfgaard's aggressive spread, he could easily imagine Cahir being at the forefront of that. That realisation didn't sit well with Geralt, it gnawed away at him for some reason. So he did the only thing he was capable of, he grunted and left.

However, the next day he mentioned the encounter to Eskel, hoping that he or Lambert would have a better solution. They did, but not the way Geralt had hoped. He was the one to much out the stables that week. Mostly confident that the others had sorted his little problem, Geralt didn't think much of the noise he was making. At least, not until he walked past what should have been an empty stall. Twin sets of amber eyes glared at him from within. More straw had been piled into the stall, a few more throws and furs brought in too and Cahir was nestled between two Witchers, sleeping more soundly than Geralt had seen him before.

That should have been the worst of it but, that night, Geralt found his partner missing from their shared bed. Assuming Jaskier was singing to Ciri, he crept closer, puzzled by the silence. Her room was empty too. There weren't many places they could have gone, so Geralt headed down to the kitchen, determinedly not panicking. A Witcher didn't panic, especially not in his own home. He only encountered Vesemir who looked over him once.

"Ah, you're here. Take this to the others." Geralt was handed a tray of six steaming mugs. Vesemir was holding a seventh. At the hesitation in Geralt's posture, he rolled his eyes. "Take that to the stables."

Something akin to dread curled in Geralt's chest as he approached the stables. He hadn't been good to Cahir, so he wasn't likely to be welcomed into the group. So he'd just put the tray down and make a hasty retreat.

"Drinks!" Jaskier declared with a cheer and the others in the stall all seemed to brighten too. It looked quite cosy in an odd way. Ciri was between Jaskier and Eskel but she wormed her way out to grab a drink, eyes closed as the steam wafted over her face.

"You have the best ideas, thanks," she declared.

One by one, Geralt handed out the drinks until one more was left on the tray. Everyone stared at him until Cahir took pity.

"We have room for one more if you'd like to join."

Hesitant, Geralt settled down and let out an "oof" as Jaskier snuggled in on one side and Ciri vigorously claimed his other. It was nice, a little odd but not as alienating as Geralt had feared. Though Cahir's words had been a little bit of a lie, as Geralt found out the following year. There wasn't room for just one more. Because, against all odds, they managed to somehow squeeze in a Cat Witcher that Lambert had dragged home too.

[lihikainanea]

What if Tiger’s favorite animal was elephants and Bill knew that so he took her to a sanctuary that had elephants. She would get to play with them, feed them, give them baths. She was so happy, she got emotional over the whole thing.

oh sweet nani, how did you know this about me? This is me, 10000%.

Elephants are my most favourite animal--I get really emotional just seeing them on TV. Elephants have a soul that most people don't realize, they are wise, kind, gentle giants. Elephants sense emotion, they are playful, they are sensitive and just....they're incredible animals.

I had never seen one in person before, but two years ago I was in Thailand for work and I just...I really wanted to. But it took me FOREVER to find an elephant sanctuary that was ethical--I didn't want to ride an elephant, I didn't want to wash one, I didn't want to interact with one in any way other than to observe it and admire it. So many sanctuaries put on an ethical front and are anything but, and really any place that lets tourists interact in weird ways with the animals are not sanctuaries at all, they're fancy zoos. I wanted to see an elephant so bad, but I absolutely refused to do so if it would cause any harm or disruption to it whatsoever.

I was in Phuket and ended up making my way to Chiang Mai and let me tell you, when I first saw one....I just cried. I cried and cried and cried. I still get really teary when I think about it, because god the soul that you can see in the eyes of an elephant....oof, you guys. Just oof.

So when this ask came in, my heart just like...stopped.

Maybe it's a pretty milestone birthday or something, for her. And Bill--ole moneybags--he thinks that the gift he wants to give her will be 100% worth the sheer ire that she'll direct his way. He wants to take her somewhere--maybe it is Thailand, maybe it's Kenya. Either way, it's FAR, it's expensive, it's pretty extravagant--but not for Bill's wallet. And the plan all along was to take her to that specific sanctuary, one where she can spend a full day watching, observing, interacting with elephants for the very first time.

To Bill's surprise, when he gives her the gift, maybe she's not even angry. Maybe she just cries--she cries a lot. Because she's so happy, she's so overwhelmed, and the gift was so fucking thoughtful. A part of her wants to be mad, but the other part legitimately can't wait to spend two weeks with him in a far away land, somewhere that he can relax too because he knows no one will recognize him. She's too excited in the moment (and a blabbering mess) to take in any of the details, but later on that night as they're lying in bed, heads close together on the pillows with his fingers stroking her features, he tells her all about it. Where they're staying. What they'll do. He tells her about the sanctuary, what she'll see, what he has planned. She cries again, curling into him and he just holds her.

Tiger's not surprised to see, the day of departure, that Bill got business class tickets. In all honesty she knows that he did it because there's not really another option-- Bill's size doesn't lend well to being cooped up in a plane for 16 hours straight.

And I kind of love this thought that like...tiger basically spends the whole trip crying. It's a great trip, but it's so great that she's just a total emotional bean about it, and all sappy at how much her Good Dude does for her, how spoiled she is. Both of these idiots have a love of the dingiest, darkest alleys where they find the true soul and heartbeat of a new city. That means finding night markets, going way off the beaten path into local restaurants where nothing is written in any language they understand, and none of the staff speak English. It's finding the family joints, just one or two tables in the place, and a grandmother cooking in the kitchen. It's getting back to the hotel in the wee hours of the morning and not sleeping, instead setting up camp on the beach with a small bonfire and watching the sunrise.

But the entire trip, she's so excited for that one day--that one day where they visit the sanctuary. She talks about it for nearly the entire plane ride, until Bill takes her eye mask and places it over her mouth so she'll get the message that he needs his beauty sleep. Every night as they drift off, she's talking about that sanctuary. About some new fact about elephants that she read.

And listen, the day of? Tiger is a mess. She's already practically crying on the ride over, and Bill has to soothe her.

But when they get there, as they approach the white open terrain and tiger can see one in the distance, approaching slowly--she loses it. Just breaks down. She cries, and Bill has to just kind of stand behind her, hold her up from under the elbows, and just hang onto her because she's a mess. He holds her up as the elephant approaches, snapping as many photos as he can--one of those photos, he would later print out and keep in his wallet. A real close up of when the elephants was about 10 feet away from her, and tiger's hands are covering her face as she sobs.

[brynnmck]

J/B Smut Swap recs!

I come bearing @jb-smut-swap recs! Presented mostly in posting order because that’s mostly how I read them, though first, my wonderful gift fic:

Jaime’s Game by @catherineflowers29 - SOFTEST BONDAGE EVER. I have told multiple people that reading this story felt like getting a warm hug, but with ropes. And a crucial part of the softness is the vulnerability between them, the way they’re so clearly building their trust in each other, taking care of each other, and there’s just a little bit of adorable awkwardness too as they negotiate this new thing together. It made my heart so glowy and happy. Cathy, thank you so much for volunteering to pick this up and delivering something so well-suited to my requests; I could feel the care you took with this and I appreciate it so much! <333

More recs below the cut ‘cause this got long (as did Jaime, HEYOOO); if I missed anyone’s Tumblr handle, please let me know!

Binary Explosive by @sdwolfpup - Okay this isn’t in posting order but I DID read this first and also it’s my blog and I make the rules. Am I biased about this fic because it’s SDW and because it was inspired by one of my favorite due South episodes? Yes. Does that make this fic any less amazing? IT DOES NOT. This is battle couple/mutual competence kink/danger kink at its finest, crackling with banter and absolutely dripping with (literally potentially lethal) sexual tension, all wrapped up in an entirely swoonworthy established relationship. The cocktail of soft and horny here is thoroughly intoxicating, and it’s so much FUN, with just the right hint of crack, and the ending makes me kick my feet in glee every time I read it (which has been, of my own volition, SEVERAL TIMES). LOVE.

Thrust Exercises by @nire-the-mithridatist - STRIP SPARRING. We’ve all said it but also oh my god STRIP SPARRING. WHAT A GENIUS THOUGHT. This is a fabulous combination of fun and sexy, and they’re so FOND in it, too--nire hits such a beautiful note of playful competitiveness and also a little shyness/awkwardness and a LOT of heat and, has been very correctly noted, a VERY wonderfully slutty Jaime. (Jaime’s premeditation regarding their wedding night is both very horny and very sweet/thoughtful, and thus very Jaime, and also his line about how he quite likes her loud face is right up there with my favorite love confessions, as well as being a thing that Jaime and I very much have in common. AGH SO GOOD.)

Second Chances by @firesign23 - I love me some JAB and the setup of this is so delicious, that Brienne is given a second chance at an opportunity she once turned down. This is another one where all three of them just LIKE each other so much--the J/B is so solid and lived-in and warm, and the history between Jaime and Addam is delicious, and the Brienne/Addam has that little thrill of newness and “oh my god we actually get to do this” (there is a kitchen kiss that is GOOD TIMES for me). So much trust and love here, it’s lovely.

crosslines, the scratches and stains by QuixoticChloe - One of two sex bruises fics in the swap, and SCORCHING hot. This whole thing has such a teasing vibe to it, and a sense of dirty discovery within an established relationship, and the whole “we’ve got a sexy secret and we’re gonna torture each other with it as much as possible” aspect was A LOT. Damn.

Diplomatic Relations by @eryiscrye - In which Jaime and Brienne get married and proceed to scandalize/delight/horrify the entire continent with their loud married sex. IT’S GREAT. It’s Eryi’s so you know it’s gonna be super hot, and she really touched on so many of the greatest hits here: cave sex, armory sex, water sex, quiet sex, alcove sex, SO MANY GOOD CHOICES and so much sweetness to go with them, too. And the other characters’ pained/pleased observations were hysterical. SO much fun.

Apart, Together, Together Apart by greenmtwoman - Oof, this one made my chest ache in the best way. It’s so soft and romantic and LONGING and full of equal parts Brienne and Jaime’s devotion to each other and devotion to their respective duties, which feels incredibly true to them. The way this story builds and releases and then slowly builds tension again is lovely, and it’s bittersweet, but very full of hope for their future.

left your fingerprints all over me by @writergirl2011 - Friends-with-benefits-to-dating, yessssss. The banter in this was adorable, and the connection between them was so palpable, and it was delightful to watch them finally acknowledge their feelings. 

Good Long Line of Praises by @aliveanddrunkonsunlight - In which Brienne discovers that Jaime has a praise kink and we ALL get to benefit. Actually the praise goes both ways here, and the result is lovely--they take each other apart at the same time they’re holding each other very closely, and it’s a wonderful mix of sweet and sexy. Another established relationship fic that included so much joy of discovery built over a strong foundation.

Nights Avoiding Things Unholy by @forbiddenfantasies1 - I was lucky enough to get a sneak preview of this one and when I tell you that it has been living rent-free in my mind ever since... this is LUDICROUSLY, brain-cell-incineratingly hot, with so many delicious horny details, but also with FF’s trademark gigantic heart behind it (I feel like heart + hornt is basically FF’s brand and I love this for all of us). Again, you get such a strong sense that these two LIKE each other so much, even when they’re a little resentful and a lot scared about it, and the filth is so full of genuine affection that it makes it all the more devastating. I literally read this and was like “shit, I gotta up my game” regarding my own draft, lol. SO GOOD.

Light My Fire by @wildlingoftarth - While I fully respect and celebrate the union suit kink, I don’t have strong feelings about it, myself, but this fic made me a convert. The painstakingly sexy descriptions here were SO MUCH, and I’m also such a huge sucker for the slightly chaotic camp counselors vibe of this, that sort of euphoria and recklessness that overtakes you when something time-bound is about to end. The banter was adorable, there were so many moments that made me giggle, and of course it was hot as hell too and I’m very glad that these two dorks FINALLY figured it out.

Clothes (un)Make the Man by @aviss - CLOTHES-SWAPPING YESSSSS. I am such a sucker for that and Aviss delivered on it beautifully; seeing the progression of their relationship was so delightful and the feelings built so well throughout, and there were a couple of lines that made me laugh out loud, and, again, both the tension and the smut were super hot. LOVELY.

I’ll never let you go (if you promise not to fade away) by LadyRhiyana - This fic is going to HAUNT ME in the BEST POSSIBLE WAY. For one thing, I have checked the word count MULTIPLE times to make sure it’s not ten times as long because the world here is so vivid and so affecting that it’s like some sort of magic. I adore the setting here, and Cersei’s POV is spectacular--she’s all sharp edges and frustrated longing for the things she thinks she can’t have and I felt for her SO MUCH. Both she and Jaime are just incredibly, helplessly horny for (HOT MECHANIC) Brienne, and I loved the way that LadyRhiyana made it so clear that having Brienne there shifts the balance for Jaime and Cersei just enough that all their spikes can slide together a little better instead of just eviscerating each other all the time--and yet this happens without ever making it feel like Brienne is just a conduit or a means to an end for them; all three sides of the triad feel thoroughly distinct and important (including a very deft hand with the Jaime/Cersei aspect). It’s also EXTREMELY hot, and the Jaime/Brienne aspect has so much softness to it, and Brienne is so forthright and so kind and so curious, and AGH. I loved this.

a grip so tight I couldn’t tear it apart by @janiedean - The other sex bruises fic, and this one ended up (coincidentally, I assume) being a perfect bookend to the other one--if the modern AU is all about sexy secrets, this canon-based one is all about Jaime and Brienne’s pride in each other and joy in not having to hide their relationship, gleefully declaring their love and desire for each other for everyone to see. I was so happy for them!

with those who know secret things by @sdwolfpup - This has been recced widely and DESERVEDLY SO. The amount of CARE in this fic is overwhelming, and it’s full of all of these subtle details that suddenly come into sharp focus at just the right moment to really devastate you, and by you, I mean me. The prose itself is also gorgeous--the description of Brienne in her ad came directly for my throat (as well as some other places)--and it’s beautiful to watch these two surprise and delight and take care of each other. They’re both so GOOD and Jaime is so soft and vulnerable and Brienne is so kind and incisive and THEY LIKE EACH OTHER AND WANT EACH OTHER SO MUCH I CAN’T. The whole thing is lustrous and wonderful and I adored it. 

Today Will Die Tomorrow by HNJ - This fic also DESTROYED me. The way the time shifts are handled so that we slowly put the pieces of the night together and feel the full impact of each moment, the understated delicacy and very obvious love with which both Jaime and Brienne are handled, the multiple lines that made me catch my breath with how TRUE they were, the way their love for each other uncurls and opens up to the light over the course of the story... it’s really gorgeous and just burrowed right into my heart. I also loved that this was a canon-based first time that focused more on Brienne not knowing what to do emotionally than not knowing what to do physically; I’ve read and enjoyed the latter a bunch of times but the former felt really fresh and fascinating; it was an excellent take. 

Hush by @kiraziwrites - I have a thing for quiet sex anyway, and like everyone else, I will be suing kirazi for the fact that this fic left my brain a smoldering wreckage with nary a coherent thought left for the comment box. The sex in this is so deliciously varied and dirty and every bit of it feels somehow decadent and completely necessary at the same time, and watching their relationship build as they try each new thing is wonderful, and there are so many images in this that have burned themselves into the empty space where my brain used to be and taken up permanent residence. I could list MANY, but a sampling: the glacier comparison, and Brienne’s teeth-marks in Jaime’s jacket, and also Brienne DROPPING A CONDOM IN JAIME’S POCKET AND PROPOSITIONING HIM ARE YOU ACTUALLY TRYING TO END MY LIFE, KIRAZI. It’s also so funny and so fond and the fact that it’s literally exactly 5K is such a flex, I can’t even. Gah. TOO MUCH.

we used to wait by @it-may-be-dull-but-im-determined - I was reading things in update order and I kept thinking that I hadn’t read one yet that I could clock as jencat’s, and then kirazi was flailing about this fic and how beautiful the prose was and how strong a sense of place it had and I was like aha without even having read it yet. And this fic is indeed those things, as well as being sexy as fuck; Jen just drags the tension out and out in this very deliberate-yet-spare-yet-somehow-also-lush way until you want to claw your face off (and then she makes it totally worth the wait, too). Their relationship had some wonderful details, too, to show how well-matched they are--Jaime increasing the speed on his treadmill to match Brienne’s, rather than to exceed it, wasn’t what I was expecting and worked fabulously in this context--and the image of Jaime leaning against the wall at a crucial moment was SO MUCH. Whew. Just lovely.

The Waters and the Wild by LadyRhiyana - The last entry in the swap but by no means the least! This was another one where I couldn’t believe how much happened in such a short space; the descriptions were so vivid and cinematic, I could see the whole landscape unfold in my head, and it included some high-quality competence kink, too. We get just enough backstory to be fully invested in this version of Jaime and Brienne, including their delightful hidden-identity initial meeting, and the tension and affection and trust and frustration between them just simmers and simmers until it inevitably boils over and it’s incredibly satisfying. I also thoroughly adored the ending--including Brienne being as indignant as Jaime at [redacted]--and I would buy this movie so fast if it actually existed.