#please remind me why it would be a bad idea haha

[ollimus-prime]

I adore your work :) I can only hope to be able to write as cleanly as you haha. I'm not sure if your comfortable writing starscream but if you happen to be okay with the idea maybe something similar to your jazz hands fics ? In the sense of him gaining his own personal human that he cares for?

I hope you have a great day :)

Oh My Stars

A/N, not important: BELIEVE IN YOURSELF NONNIE! ANYONE CAN WRITE LIKE THIS I'M NOT SPECIAL I PROMISE. Also I'm super comfy writing Starscream(not well, mind you). He's my favorite. Sorry if this isn't quite what you wanted, I'm not creative enough to come up with some way that Starscream would properly want a human without some alternate reason first. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

CW: Kidnapped reader, reader being dehumanized

Words: 1657

Summary: Starscream is forced to take care of you as a mockery of his failure to lead his troops. However, after a while, he soon realizes you're not as bad as he imagined.

Starscream shifts his wrist, testing the way his plating creaked and moved. It hadn’t taken too long to fix him after the beat down he faced under Megatron’s servos, but it was still an annoyance. He makes his way down the corridors of the ship, trying to avoid any of the ragged forms of the Decepticons he had been able to lead. Starscream gripes under his breath as he marches down, feeling bitter about the entire ordeal. Megatron had been right. Starscream was not fit to lead the Decepticons. 

He knew this long before Megatron had beaten the notion into him of course. Watching his soldiers slowly perish under his lead, watching them actively ignore his command even when he had the stupid Autobot matrix in his servos. It killed him, turning guilt and frustration into burning hate and resentment. Everything was so easy for Megatron. Everyone listened, everyone followed him with ease, everyone reveled in his words.

Starscream turns another corner, his wings hiked up and his teeth grinding against each other. He’ll find a way to make the Decepticons respect his authority. He has to. Starscream halts in place as he nears his quarters, narrowing his eyes at the large bot in front of him. Megatron looks at Starscream carefully, a cunning grin on his lip plates. Starscream could tell something was cupped in the warlord’s servos, but he couldn’t tell what it was just yet.

“Starscream.” He greets, taking a step forward towards his newly-repaired second in command. Starscream bristles, narrowing his optics in suspicion.

“Come to remind me of my failures once more, Megatron?” Starscream sneers, watching the reaction of his superior carefully. Megatron takes no care towards Starscream’s wounded pride, simply offering his loosely closed servo instead.

“In a way, yes.” 

Megatron’s callous answer agitates the jet even more, insults and complaints hot on the tip of his tongue. Now that Megatron had taken over once more, the humiliation of Starscream's failed attempts at leadership were starting to slowly slip away, leaving indignation in its place. All arguments were dead before they even got to be uttered when Megatron opened his palm, revealing one of the many organics that plagued Earth’s environment. Starscream reels back at the sight of you, his face scrunched and wings hiking.

“Why are you holding one of those pitiful creatures?” Starscream asks incredulously. Megatron rolls his optics, grabbing Starscream’s wrist and yanking him forwards. He drops the human unceremoniously into the jet’s open palm, only making sure he doesn’t immediately drop it before letting go.

“Because, Starscream, you and this creature seem to share that particular trait in common. Besides, you obviously need practice taking care in taking charge of something. I don’t have any more troops for you to diminish, so you get to practice with this organic instead.”

Starscream’s face remains taut in disgust, inspecting the trembling human in his servo. They were covered in some lumpy white suit, their face obscured by the large helmet. He huffs, looking back up at Megatron. “I really don’t think this is necessary.”

“On the contrary, my dear commander.” Megatron taunts, looming over the smaller mech. “You clearly can’t take care of anything other than yourself. This organic will help you learn how. Do not let its life extinguish.”

Megatron waits for Starscream’s pained acknowledgement before stalking off and leaving him with the unwanted creature. Starscream scowls at you as you cower in his open palm. He didn’t want you.

Squaring his shoulders and trying to repress the shudder going down his spinal struts, Starscream makes his way into his quarters and quickly drops you onto his desk. He wipes his servo on a rag nearby, grumbling obscenities under his breath. You were the last thing he needed right now. He didn’t want you. You were a pathetic creature that would only cause further humiliation for him amongst the ranks. He can’t take care of a human! He only knew they were fragile and squashed easily, something he has been able to take advantage of many times before.

Starscream walks through his quarters, moving to the controls of his room in the ship and stabilizing the air in the room. He taps his pede on the ground as he watches the dial slowly turn to indicate the room was gradually filling up with a viable mixture of gasses so you wouldn’t immediately perish under his watch. He can hear you moving behind him, but pays no mind for the moment. Unless you were completely moronic, which was possible in admittance, he wasn’t worried you’d be able to do anything drastic so soon.

Once the air is breathable to your kind, he turns back around to address you and watches you scurry behind his pile of datapads. Starscream moves closer, unamused to your antics. He picks up the pile and moves it to the side, staring your tiny form down.

“I am going to keep you alive,” he grits out, more a promise to himself than to you. “I will show Megatron I can lead. I will pass this idiotic test. You will flourish under my care, do you understand me human?!”

He watches you stare back at him in fear, his spark swelling in pride. At least something was able to listen to him and respect what he had to say. Starscream settles down in the chair to his desk, poking at your helmet and suit. Your meager protests amuse him as he messes with you. At least you were entertaining.

The next few months of having you were rough. He had forgotten to feed you multiple times or gave you food inadequate for your health. Your many tiny needs annoyed him to no end and he contemplated ‘accidentally’ getting rid of you many times. It was always Megatron’s smug face that made him stick it out in the end. Starscream refused to let him win this, to let him see that he couldn’t even take care of such a pitiful creature. He had kept you alive and well enough out of pure spite at this point.

Starscream held you in his servos as the meeting drones on, rubbing your stomach gently to keep you quiet. It was commonplace for him to be holding you at these now, especially after your last attempt to escape while he was gone. None of the high command was worried about your current knowledge of the Decepticon’s plans considering there was very little you could do about it. Even if you escaped, there were no Autobots who would know to find you for information.

Your small protests of distress call his attention, interrupting Shockwave’s current report of his findings. Megatron glances at Starscream, watching as he tries to shush you.

“Something the matter, Starscream?”

“I squished it,” Starscream grumbles, shifting you in his servo so he wasn’t gripping you so tightly anymore. He gravely hopes you get the hint and shut up. Megatron watches Starscream deal with you for a moment more before reaching over and plucking you from his servos, holding you up to his face like a lame kitten. Starscream balks, his spark tightening at seeing you in Megatron’s grasp. He grits his teeth and watches Megatron inspect you, trying to repress the urge to snatch you back. You were his human. Megatron had no right to take you like that.

“I had it! Give them back!” Starscream growls, having a difficult time remaining somewhat respectful. Megatron ignores the huffy jet, inspecting the creature in his servos.

“Enough of your prattling, Starscream. If you can’t control your pet, you can’t hold it. Continue, Shockwave.”

Starscream fumes in his seat as Shockwave picks back up where he left off, his wings twitching periodically. He didn’t like you in Megatron’s servos. He didn’t trust Megatron not to damage you, or to break what little trust you had put in him. He wanted you back. He wanted you.

Starscream tensed as that thought came to mind, his tanks churning uncomfortably. He shoved that thought away as fast as it came, refusing to think on it again. You were an organic. A squishy, pathetically adorable organic. His organic. Starscream seethes in his seat as he watches you being poked and prodded by Megatron, vigorously waiting for the meeting to end so he could whisk you back to the safety of his quarters. When Shockwave wraps up and Megatron dismisses the meeting, Starscream stays put. He stares daggers into Megatron, waiting for him to hand you back. He seethes as he realizes Megaton is making no effort to.

“If we’re done here, I’ll be taking my squishy back now.” Starscream says shortly, holding his servo out. Megatron glances at Starscream’s open servo in amusement.

“So eager to get your little pet back I see,” he muses, clearly trying to provoke the seeker. Starscream seethes, trying to not let his agitation show on his face.

“I have work to be doing. If I leave them out here, they’ll most likely be stepped on. I’ve already trained this one, as well as they can be at least.”

Megatron hums in thought, dropping you carelessly back into Starscream’s servo. The seeker quickly pulls you close, dropping you off on his shoulder to keep you out of the way of wayward hands. He doesn’t bother waiting for anything else from Megatron before he storms out, his stress levels rising immensely until he’s safe back in his room. As soon as the door closes, you’re back in the ‘safety’ of his servos as he looks you over, checking for any damage to your fragile form. He can hear your griping and complaints but doesn’t pay them any mind, focused fully on your current well being.

His newfound attachment to you was worrying, especially since Megatron had probably realized it as well. Starscream sighs, cupping your small body to his chest. He had to find a way to keep you safe.

[ricoka]

I almost bought the sketchbook with the insane price but then I thought about just how much money that is for 64 pages (128 to work on I guess??) FOR A SKETCHBOOK

I think it would be a waste of money because I'd be too scared to draw in it. There'd be too much pressure to make everything good and that's not what a sketchbook is for to me

[edgeray]

Ray! 🍅 anon here, I said I wasn't going to request but there's one idea I've been really, REALLY itching at.

So you know how you reblogged "cold nights" by beiibeii? Yeah about that... I think I cooked an angst idea of this on a related tangent? (If you choose to write this, ofc)

How about Mother!Reader who is faced with the same scenario of Arle neglecting them to the point that she loses hope in their relationship? Think of the angst when the children constantly remind their Father of important dates but she's away or somehow missing most of them because of work. To the point reader just implies for them to stop trying and accepts the fact that they married Arlecchino but is now simply the Knave's wife? Like even the children can see them losing hope which is why they sometimes lowkey plead with their Father to actually pay more attention to Mother. Mother marrying Father means that Mother is strong but behind their strong facade you can see their sadness! You can feel their loneliness! And their sense of isolation and sorrowful acceptance of their new reality. And Arle does not pick up on the subtle signs until it's Too Late. Like. Reader in the coffin Late.

And as the Knave's wife Reader does need to undertake missions like in "I am Fine in Your Arms" but because reader has lost so much hope in living a wife outside of being the Knave's wife, reader does not make an effort to return alive. The angst of the burial, maybe the children blaming their Father etc. The really young ones aside, I don't think they would be actively angry with their Father, just very, VERY, disappointed. HotH would lose its warmth for a while before Lyney, Lynette and Freminet try their best to build it back (but of course, it never becomes as warm as it used to be)

Whether or not you choose to give this one a happy ending is up to you, but on my end the only happy ending that I cooked up for them is that Arle wakes up in the next Samsara with all these memories of losing Reader and prevents the relationship from going South in the first place. (Bonus points if Reader also has the memories and compares it to how they were treated by Arle previously, makes a comparison, and goes "How I wish this were my Arle" without knowing that it actually IS their Arle, just acknowledging she fucked up BIG time and is now making heavy amends for it. and Arle Knows because of that look that Reader gives her, sorrow and joy in a complex blend.)

...I think by now you can tell that I'm an angst writer too HAHSHHSHA Nobody leaves my fics without getting a knife and I promise it's just for the plot (like we always say).

I've still been keeping up with your writings (Beauty and The Beast actually fits, holy-) (Someone send Siren!Arle a whole farmhouse of ham for her consumption please) and yes I agree that you've been pumping out bangers after bangers. (I mean. Given that, you probably can afford to be a little indulgent? If writing this much quality about your muse doesn't give you the OK to put your hands all over them, abs and all, what does?)

As always, prioritise your sanity and schedule first, stay well rested and hydrated!

Lost Warmth

(Arlecchino x GN! Reader)

A/N -  Link to my momma's (@beiibeiii) piece right here. If I see you read this before reading the masterpiece I just linked, know that I am a very disappointed axolotl. 😔  Anyways, you might be able to tell just how long this has been sitting in my inbox… haha… my bad guys. T^T. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to write more angst. :3 And thank you for the additional comments 🍅 anon. I do have quite a soft spot for siren! arle, seeing that she was my first request (and requested from my momma :3). Wanted this to be a little longer, but I do have to wake up earlier tomorrow, so this is what you get T^T. Hopefully it's still good. Content warnings / info - angst, character death (duh), reader is referred to as ‘Mother’ but is otherwise GN!, 1.4k words

Cold is a feeling you've long gotten used to. Cold is your husband's dismissal of your existence, with every interaction ending with her blunt words and back towards you, leaving you with a crumbling heart. Cold are the long nights as you anxiously wait for Arlecchino's appearance for a candlelit dinner you spent half the day preparing, only for her never to return until you fell to exhaustion on the couch, a flower bouquet that remains unreceived in your hands. Cold is the creeping loneliness in the late hours of the night, when you've finally grown tired of anticipating someone that will never come, and returned to bed alone. Cold is the way you shiver underneath the thickest of blankets, no one's body warmth to sink into, no one's softly whispered words into your ear to drift you to sleep. Cold is when instead of your husband, only dim stars, a bottle of liquor, and the tears that stream your face join you in bed.

When was the last time you had felt warmth? 

You recall when the Knave first started courting you, how gentlemanly she was for such a rumored cruel Harbinger. You were first just a caretaker of the House of the Hearth, this small orphanage which you quickly found to be home for you. You couldn't help but adore the endearing children, watching as you slowly became a staple in this family. Despite your best efforts of hiding it, Arlecchino noticed when you snuck in the occasional pastry or cake from the town's most lavious bakery for the children, out of your own paycheck as well. It was then, your husband admitted, when she first fell for you. It had taken her months of encouragement from her ‘pestering’ children before she asked you out, and it was impossible to not fall for her charm.

How could you not? Not when she held you like you were her world. Not when she viewed you higher than the Tsaritsa herself. Not when her touch was heavenly, her words silky and sweet. When she proposed to you, your heart leapt with levity, and you thought your life was perfect now. A warm house, fitted with warm parents, that was what you had had, you had never felt so content. 

Then came the long nights. Nights when she trudged home later than usual, where she fell asleep without a word but sunk into your arms still. Then she started forgetting, forgetting about the dates and birthdays, and anniversaries more and more. At first, you chalked it up to her demanding Harbinger duties, but as time grew and the excuses started to run out, the perfect life you knew was crumbling. 

You became aware of this two years after your marriage when you had been preparing dinner for the two of you once she arrived home, slow cooking a steak since the early hours of the morning. Just as you exited the kitchen, you heard some children surrounding your husband before she left for another Harbinger meeting, telling her that you had a surprise for her once she came home and how excited you were for her to enjoy a new recipe you created. Your heart swelled with hope and appreciation for your children, especially when Arlecchino promised she would return in time. 

You should have known better.

You ate your tear-ridden steak alone and went to bed, leaving the steak out for her for whenever she returned home. Just like how you fell asleep, you woke up without your husband's presence, and when you arrived at the kitchen, the meat and the note besides the plate were untouched. 

You tried to eat the cold steak for lunch as well. You threw it away at the first bite. That day, you gathered your children, pleading them not to ‘pester’ Father with more reminders, as she was very busy. All that you gained back from the children was pitied expressions, and the agony in your chest worsened. Your children could pity you, but your husband couldn't? Even with your husband's coldness, you still carried out your Mother role, if only for the children. You cannot deny that the children's antics helped you forget the ever-present void inside you, caused by Arlecchino. 

You never learned the reason for Arlecchino's behavior, why she had grown so cold towards you. Now, you suppose, you would never know.  

Red fills your hazy vision as you lay on the ground, your entire body aching and fatigued, desperate gasps for air while your heart pounds in your eardrums. Your side was sliced, and the crimson liquid quickly poured out of the wound while you tried to stop the bleeding, but to no avail. 

This is your end, you think to yourself as you weakly turn on your side, every nerve in your body protesting against the movement. Your bloodied hand comes into view, your engagement and wedding ring gleaming slightly underneath the blood. The rings bring your thoughts to Arlecchino–oh, how you imagine the common disappointment in her otherwise apathetic expression, disappointment at your mission's failure. Your eyes bubbled and blurred with tears, vivid memories of your wedding flashing through your mind. The wedding ring is beautiful, still polished with that bold scarlet, the same color of her eyes, the same eyes you could never stop drowning in.

Would she even know your absence? Would she ever acknowledge you, treat you properly like her partner even if you did return? You doubt it. Did you want to return a cold bed, to a husband that does not love you, to a house no longer warm? 

It's warm. 

Your body feels like fire courses through your veins as you feel inexplicably hot, yet it's a welcomed heat. It's the first time you've felt this, but it feels familiar, comforting, like a hearth, and you want nothing more than to surrender to it. It soothes your heartbeat and calms your breath, easing your body as if you were to sink into the most plush of beds, swallowed by the thickest of blankets. The warmth coils around you, wrapping you like a cozy embrace, evoking you to sleep. Your eyes flutter shutter, a faint smile plastered on your lips.

It feels just like Peruere's arms. 

— 

Arlecchino receives a letter addressed to her on the third day you've been sent on a mission. The contents make her drop the paper, and she rushes outside, without an additional word, leaving the House. 

The children do not see her until she returns late into the night, a body wrapped in cloth in her arms. Arlecchino raised her children to be smart, to be attentive, to be logical. Whose body it is, they realize with little difficulty. 

The children weep that night. Arlecchino does not. How can she, when her source of emotions is gone? 

The burial takes place soon afterwards. As your body is placed into the ground, Arlecchino can feel the weight of her children's stare on her back. The charged tension between her and the children is palpable without words. She cannot discern which of the two reactions cut deeper. The seething fury underneath the oppressive grief for the young ones, having to lose another parent, or the crushing dismay inhabited by the older ones, specifically the twins and Freminet. 

Their thoughts are clear, even when none of them speak out loud. 

How could you fail Mother?

The House of the Hearth no longer suits the orphanage's name, not with your missing presence. There is no warmth, no matter how much the trio tries to fuel a lost flame. Even with Arlecchin's pyro vision, it is futile.

Arlecchino stands before your gravestone, a bouquet of your favorite flowers in her hand, and she rests it beside the other bouquets by your grave. Six bouquets in total, for each day after your burial. 

“For all the flowers, I should have given you, my love,” she whispers as she addresses you, glancing up to the heavens. The last two words make her feel like a fraud, undeserving of calling you hers, when she had clearly never shown so. 

Arlecchino, the Knave, the Fatui Harbinger, does not plead, does not beg, does not kneel. However, her knees drop to her dirt, and she grovels. “Please… wait for me one more time, my dear. Once I meet you again, I promise I'll never leave you alone, I'll never let you out of my arms again.”

There is no reply. 

Arlecchino feels cold. 

[anonymouscheeses]

Obvious shit I noticed part 3 (spoilers for welcome to heaven)

Look at her! "Teehee"

Also she's nervous! Foreshadowing omg 🤯

STICKERS! Two pride stickers and a cute donut. Gives me an idea to draw Chaggie at a donut shop while everything is burning down <3 (I'll probably do it but if any artist wants to as well go ahead!)

*CHOKES ON COFFEE* I LOVE THEM. I'M SORRY I GET SO GIDDY WHEN THEY HAVE EVEN THE SMALLEST INTERACTION BUT UGHHH I NEED MORE, IT WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH 🙏🙏

KISSY! MWA! *SCREAMS INTO THE VOID*

Vivzie give me more, moar now. MOAR

DAMN. SHE CAN THROW- or maybe it just exaggerates the perspective in this frame but still- ZAMNNN

Cherri x Sir Pentious fans RISE UP.

I wasn't ever really a fan of it myself but I always thought it was CUTE. Like 3 seconds before this part I was already begging for them to kiss 😭

More foreshadowing!

AAAAAA CREEPY BIRD THINGS!!!

Oh wait- Sera's hot and Emily's already adorable

If heaven don't look like what this is in the show, I DONT WANT IT! (THATS A JOKE PLEASE DON'T SMITE ME)

JEALOUS GIRLFRIEND VAGGIE!! Can I just say how much I love Vaggie's face expressions? Not just here but like all the time. She's just made to be so exaggerated, out of all of them I thought it would be Charlie who would have the most dramatic faces but Vaggie wins it for me. I JUST GIGGLE SO HARD WHEN SHE LOOKS LIKE THIS BAHAHAH

Okay yeah. It's very obvious now. Vaggie is definitely an ex-exterminator. They don't close in on Charlie here so it's made to subtly nudge the attention to Vaggie. HOW DID THEY IMMEDIATELY NOTICE IT WAS HER THO??

Hot-

That's it.

SHARE THAT MOTHUSSY GIRL-

YOU'RE TELLING ME SHE GREW OUT ALL OF THAT HAIR?!? YEAH ITS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE THEN BUT STILL AJJSJD.

But overall the design is pretty meh. I always loved the idea of short hair Vaggie and even have seen art of it but it's just yknow, alright. Reminds me of Cassandra from Tangled: the series. IM LISTENING TO ONE OF THE SONGS RIGHT NOW HELPPP

THIS SCENE HERE! WOOOOO! SO GLAD WE KNOW WHEN AND WHERE THEY FIRST MET!! Wish we got it extended tho. And also probably push it to next episode so it would have a better impact(atleast I think thats when they'll have the duet). BUT WHATEVER SOMETHING IS BETTER THAN NOTHING! or uh whatever

Vaggie must've been a bit terrified at first. The only sinner she ever sent mercy to was a child. Then to see someone who to her is an adult sinner who just looks really human, that must be crazy. BUT THEN IF SHE WAS TOLD THAT CHARLIE WAS ACTUALLY THE PRINCESS OF HELL? HOOOO, LOCK IN AND STEAL HER. THAT'S SOME WATTPAD SHIT. Also, I wonder how long Charlie thought of redeeming sinners. It would make sense to be after meeting Vaggie, since it could have been a wake up call to the fact not all sinners are bad people. Even though Vaggie isn't a sinner technically, Charlie didn't know that at the time. But maybe Charlie was always like this but just needed to meet someone who could start her dream with her. Long rant uhhh

Haha penis 🫵

SCRAP WHATEVER I SAID IN THE FIRST PART. THEY PROBABLY DO FUCK- OR DONT?? I DONT KNOW- ANYWAY LESBIAN SEX (BOTTOM TEXT). WHY DO I CARE SO MUCH??? SOMEONE PULL THE TRIGGER.

Lute looks like a basic asf anime gorl. Adam doesn't ever take his helmet off, or maybe he just can't. OH HE'S DOING THE GAY SIGN 💅💅 Very appropriate for what he's saying

Mentor, apprentice. I love that Husk is just trying to help Angel grow but isn't going to force him into it if he doesn't want to.

Im not a fan of huskerdust and think they'd be better friends as I can't imagine a relationship with them at all. But it's still nice and they are supportive of eachother so that's like- yknow. Basic rules. Or something like that. (HELP. I ruined it all at the last part)

I- girl- WHY IS SHE GROWLING?? GRR GRR RR (INSERT TWILIGHT SAGA HERE)

VAGGIE'S FACE. SENDS ME. WHO GAVE HER THESE OVERDRAMATIC EXPRESSIONS, I APPLAUD YOU RGAGAGA

Ooo... I didnt like this part at all... Instead of making the choice she just runs off. Then because the plot demands it, Adam says nothing. Kinda whish she atleast avoided the question, maybe in some way that would require actual thinking? For a character like Vaggie, she could choose either way and it feel like it's still her. If she chose to protect Charlie's dream, she would still be perfectly loyal to her but in the act of so would reveal a secret that could harm their relationship(which does happen at the end but that's because the plot wanted it like that). If she chose to side with Adam, she'd be hurting Charlie emotionally, sure, but it would keep a secret that could make Charlie see Vaggie less than who she is to her already(atleast what Vaggie might think would happen). Imo it should've been her deciding to protect Charlie, since it would mean she's devoted to her at all times.

ANOTHER THING! IF SHE COULDN'T MAKE THE CHOICE, THAT IS SOMETHING INTERESTING TO GO INTO. Maybe it could go deeper into how Vaggie doesn't know who she is without Charlie. So when she has a choice to make, like here, she can't do it without feeling the need to ask Charlie. BUT NOOO, YA HAD TO GO WITH THIS!! Wow. That was a long ass rant. Wtf 😭

Maybe I'm a dumbass. Maybe they'll talk about that next episode, but still, atleast touch on it a bit to not seem rushed?

Angel looking out for his kids like a mom. We always did need the motherly figure, the one closest to that being Charlie but girl needs a mother in her life too(damn, wait, I did her so dirty).

Huh, so why does it work here then? 🤨🤨 if it was said in the contract that Valentino can do whatever he wants only in the studio, then why is this the exception? 🤨🤨

Yes I'm stupid. Why do you ask? (No genuinely what's happening here)

OH ITS THE IMAGE! I really like Sera so far, hope we get more of her soon or in season 2.

Now that we know the context of this, yeah, that's fucking insane. And badass. WOMEN.

HMM. THATS STRANGE. DID YOU NOT FOR ONCE THINK THERE COULD BE A POSSIBILITY SHE MIGHT HAVE BEEN AN ANGEL? Okay I probably wouldn't either but I have an excuse, I'm an idiot. Some girl with a standing out outfit, with one eye, looks unusually human, right after/during the extermination... that's pretty solid ass proof. But I'm dumb so don't take anything i say seriously :D

Imagine this. No- shit. Just-

JUST LOOK! THEY ARE SO CUTE! EVEN THOUGH CRAZY SHIT IS HAPPENING.

*SWEATS*

Vaggie is DESPERATE. PLEADING. That's obvious yeah, but don't mind me I had nothing to say for the last 3 images I just thought they were cool

I mean. Slay I guess. 😍💅

Do all the exterminators look similar or is it just Lute and Vaggie? 🤨

Even though Vaggie and Charlie may be going through this horrible thing with a hard punch in the gut, but Vaggie is always going to comfort her and I just think that's so adorable.

Also Adam looks like a chicken hah.

Everyone fears to be like Lucifer. If they don't do bad things they believe are for the greater good and make sacrifices that put them higher than those in hell, they could themselves be fallen. It's really interesting but I don't know if it's going to be fleshed out enough with the amount of episodes left. Which also worries me about everything else that still hasn't be concluded. There's gonna be loose strings I just know it. Hopefully though they rather do that then rush everything out y'know?

I want the next episode to be mostly focused on Vaggie and Charlie's relationship and the healing of what happened. Not for the entire episode of course, it would feel drawn out if it did, but atleast address the problem for the first like I would say 10 minutes? Then the rest would focus on one or two loose threads while also having Vaggie and Charlie acting upon moving on. That's just my idea but yeah-

[lemotmo]

I love it when people who at least have an idea of how these things work get questions like this.

Q. Did you hear Ryan's podcast? I'm vibrating at this point 👀👀👀

A. Haha, I did listen to it, anon. It was a good reminder of why podcasts usually turn out to be the better interviews. If you're not aware, in 99% of print interviews the questions have been pre screened by the actors/show so they go into the interview already knowing pretty much everything they're going to say. It's why so many of them are repetitive. Podcasts tend to have a little more leeway. They usually only have to get topics pre-approved. So even though they know what topics are going to be discussed they don't usually know the specific questions. Now obviously those interviews come with greater risks because if your actor doesn't know how to edit themselves they could say something epically bad. Obviously this one was pre-recorded so he had a little bit of a safety cushion but it didn't appear to be heavily edited content wise. I love that he touched on the racist/bigoted thing. Even though this came prior to the entire Gerard nonsense, I'm glad he got a chance to tell those people how incredibly wrong they are where he is concerned. I hope he hasn't seen most of it, but given everything he has been tagged in I fear he has seen more than he should have ever had too.

He's in the position now that Oliver was last year. He's the one doing the promotional interviews, but he's just out of canned answers he can give, lol. There's nothing left for him to say except the 'thing' he can't yet say. So you can tell he's trying to make the same answers sound somewhat new and for the most part he was able to do that. It was though just one more thing that kind of made you go, yeah it's going where we think it's going. I just think the show is all out of later. They can't keep pushing the story to 'next season'. And I think that's why we're seeing so many winks and nods from ABC and the show. The comments they replied to yesterday were intentional. Yes, they deleted them but they knew the people who they were intended for would see them and remember them. It's time. Let's go.

Thanks Nonny!

Ah yes! Hard agree on everything here! I haven't seen/heard the whole podcast yet (I'm planning to listen tomorrow when I'm relaxing), but I've seen all of the videos, snippets and quotes about 911 and Eddie that were posted online.

Everything is aligning and people are noticing the change. There is this tentative surge of emotion of 'Oh wow, this is it. It's actually happening this time. No more clowning,' going around in fandom and even beyond the fandom. Love that for us.

So yeah, the time is right.

The time is now.

Let's go!

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[birdmitosis]

alright kit one voice of the paranoid pretty please with cherry on top 🥺

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(Thank you for re-sending this ask, IDK why Tumblr hated my last attempt so much-- 🥺💕)

HELL YEAH MY #1 BLORBINA!!!!!

First impression

Haha, okay, that vocal delivery is great and I love that paranoia of the "what if He hears us?" followed by "shit!" Paranoid characters can be really hit-or-miss, though, and this particular shtick could get old really fast; I hope it doesn't.

Impression now

My favorite darling who I love and adore, my most beloved of current blorbos, the reason my STP hyperfixation is so so strong, bird of my heart 💖

Favorite moment

This is such a hard call! I'm especially torn between two moments: Of course the initial "Heart. Lungs. Liver. Nerves." is amazing and holds a special place in my heart because it's the moment I knew I absolutely adored her. But also, despite loving absolutely everything about both the Wraith and the Moment of Clarity and the transitions into both of them… "Oh right, yeah, fuck this guy. Don't trust Him." all by itself makes me love freeing the Nightmare in her Chapter II just as much. (Not that there aren't other great lines in that path, like the delivery of "I thought you needed me to run the autonomic nervous system?" which is just hysterical to me! But that line… It just won me over even more.)

As an honorable mention, let me pour one out for the cut Paranoid moment in Apotheosis:

I carry this moment, and Paranoid's thoughts about listening to others' lies having value, in my heart forever. It's just such an interesting touch and I'm incredibly sad it's gone!

Idea for a story

I have so many unbaked, half-formed idea snippets and NO details to go with them:

Paranoid running into trouble when her overpreening habits leave her without the ability to fly in a key situation, when she'd been able to (with increasing difficulty) up to that point since getting out of the Construct.

The world outside the Construct being some post- or mid-apocalypse survival horror situation and somehow Paranoid's body winds up warping in ways that remind her unpleasantly of Nightmare, primarily a bunch of eyes beginning to open up all over her body, especially her wings.

Either post-Construct or a mundane AU, bird-people or human or just human-looking, where Paranoid figures out she's trans (and slowly gains in confidence) due to drag.

Something that explores the idea of the beta voices actually turning into some of the current voices (Doubting becoming Skeptic, Flinching becoming Cheated, Meek becoming Paranoid, and Obsessed becoming either Stubborn or both Hunted and Stubborn -- and Smitten splitting off from the beta's Hero too actually!). I actually do really like the idea of the beta voices being their own individual people out there somewhere, but Paranoid reverting to Meek for a while under some circumstance could be fun to play with! And only Hero, Broken, Cold, and Contrarian would even possibly remember Meek…

Unpopular opinion

Paranoid really is not helpless and I think some people forget that sometimes! She's also got wonky morals. I'd argue that the voices you can get in other voices' Chapter IIIs often says something about them; while getting Paranoid in Apotheosis is more her going "That's Enough" and getting Skeptic in both Eye of the Needle and Den is kind of the same, the way Cold and Opportunist both show up in Wraith-from-Nightmare feels more… simpatico with how Paranoid operates? Paranoid can be fucking ruthless and also seize any opportunity she spots, especially if she doesn't trust a person (and the only people she trusts are the Long Quiet and the other voices).

She is also totally willing to abandon or murder a woman and the only one she seems to feel at all bad about at any point to any degree is the Wounded Wild. She's also also super dedicated to coming out unharmed and surviving, but she will do things like advise slitting our own throat when she thinks it's a good idea, and she is prone to panic but also remarkably self-aware about it and knows her own paranoid tendencies aren't always good, and both of those things can be easy to forget but I love them!

Finally, I want to note that people sometimes seem to forget that she doesn't actually get along as badly with Opportunist as you'd think she might! Maybe it's because when you get Opportunist in Wraith, it's specifically via doing exactly what Paranoid is advising (or would advise) you to do in that situation. Cheated and even Hero are more snippy with and disparaging of Opportunist -- even Smitten is to some degree -- and Paranoid is more snippy with Hero and Broken, and Skeptic is the one who seems most disparaging of her. The dynamics being different from what you might think fascinates me, really, and I'm curious about how both new and old dynamics might end up looking in the Pristine Cut.

Favorite relationship

I MEAN…

Much like last time, romantically speaking I love her dynamic with Cold. But platonically, I'm fascinated by her dynamics with Broken, Opportunist, and the Narrator, love her dynamic with Hero, and would be interested to see more (or any) of her dynamic with Hunted, Skeptic, and/or Smitten in the Pristine Cut.

Among the vessels, I also think she'd have interesting dynamics with Damsel, Prisoner, Spectre, Stranger, and Thorn, and would actually love to see more of her dynamic with Nightmare, Wild, and Wraith. (Looking forward to those new Chapter IIIs, too, and I'm very curious about the expanded Apotheosis chapter!)

Favorite headcanon

Well, hands down my favorite headcanon is transfem Paranoid!

But I am also super attached to her having major difficulties with getting her own body: She overpreens to the point of not being able to fly, she has all sorts of trouble sleeping (nightmares, night terrors, insomnia, even sleepwalking), and worst of all she has a harder time trusting the others to the same extent that she used to, at least at first. They're still parsing as us but they're also parsing as other and it fucks with her a bit. She also can panic due to not being able to protect the others or sense the pain/injury/illness/etc. of the others the way she'd have been able to if they still shared a body...

Like, overall she does like having her own body, it's quieter and she has more control over herself, but there's a lot that's difficult about it for her too.

[smoothjazzdigit]

PLEASE expand on your thoughts for muppets abc i would love to hear them /nf /gen /pos

Okay for some reason I didn’t get notified for this ask so sorry it’s a bit late!

But YES thx for the opportunity to rant ab this show

Pros

I actually am a big fan of muppets abc. I’ll get into the cons later but I like the style of humor the show has (for the most part), I like when the muppets have more of an adult spin where it’s not like family guy humor but it’s a little more mature than most muppet projects. The modern muppets have been so heavily targeted toward children in many projects that it’s nice to see them recognize that a lot of modern muppets fans are adults (not that adults can’t like children’s humor, I for sure do, but y’know).

Also I really like a lot of the people they chose as guests for the show, and I honestly like the sitcom style following the muppets backstage of a show. I think it’s a good modernization of the original muppet show premise that allows it to focus less on skits and more on characters. Also normally I despise social media plot lines but I actually like the way this show handles pulling the muppets into the digital age, which is crucial for such a timeless property.

Also, as many problems as there are for muppets fans, it’s a really good show to watch with people who casually enjoy the muppets. This show’s style is more to the taste of some of my family members so I like watching it with them. And separate from the muppet’s characterizations the comedy is really good (but that’s subjective so I can see how it rubs some people the wrong way).

Cons

For one the cliffhanger ending kills me. Even if this show was weirdly received it had a really short run, they could’ve used a few more episodes or another season so we didn’t get left on such an annoying cliffhanger (that left Kermit and piggy still officially broken up since the show didn’t continue long enough for them to get back together).

Ok let me get into characters now, because that’s a criticism that I think is 100% valid (though I also think few people other than jerry juhl have properly understood the muppets and not flanderized their characters in some way)(but yeah it’s really bad here).

Scooter!!

How they’ve massacred my boy!

We’ll get to piggy but scooter is the one I’m most upset about. Why? Why change him from nepo baby humor to haha nerd comedy?? It was 2015 man we love making fun of nepo babies and rich people nowadays why would they change the character whose gimmick gets funnier with age?

His characterization feels pulled from the Big Bang theory. All his comedy is just “virgin nerd” comedy. I love that the show tried giving him more screen time than other projects but they fumbled the bag. He was a spoiled teenager who was wild and fun and could get away with anything because his uncle was rich. I get he’s older now but I refuse to think aging did this to him.

Because I’m a nerd I’m gonna pull some quotes about scooter from the new Richard hunt biography bc that man understood his characters.

“Like Hunt, Scooter is a born performer. Scooter also resembles Hunt in his amiable disposition and his almost nonchalant acceptance of the other characters and their quirks.”

“This acceptance stems from his own quiet confidence in himself… happily amusing himself and the people around him.”

“‘Scooter is a perpetual kid and very comfortable with who he is,’ said Hunt.”

HMMMM? CONFIDENCE? A PERFORMER? COMFORTABLE WITH WHO HE IS?

abc scooter just gives off such anxious vibes it really makes him feel like he’s lost the part of himself that made him so much like Richard Hunt.

Piggy

Ughhh she’s just not fun to watch for the most part in this show. I like the idea of her being the star of the show this time around, reminds me of her unexpected rise to fan-favorite muppet soon after Oz took over her character.

I also really like her friendship with deadly. I think miss piggy so often is boiled down to her love for Kermit that I really love the idea of having her explore platonic bonds. Her looking so hard for happiness in romantic relationships but eventually realizing that deadly is the one who’s been by her side, that he’s her friend and that she really loves him for sticking by her is a really sweet arc (for both of them. Love platonic piggy relationships and I like the modern fashion designer vibe they’ve been doing with deadly, I think it’s a fun reimagining of his original character).

But her diva meter really is pushed up to eleven.

Not to pull more from the Richard hunt bio, but Oz describes piggy as “The tough woman underneath the coyness. And the fact that she had to be coy to get things the way she wanted them, like most women at that time.”

Piggy is from humble beginnings and understands how she needs to act to get people to feel a certain way about her. She also won’t take shit from anybody, though. She knows her worth and knows she’s worked hard to get here, but it also was such an uphill battle to stardom for her I just refuse to believe she would become so selfish and act so privileged the way she does in the show.

ABC piggy doesn’t feel like a girl who tries to be coy but knows to be tough when she needs to be. ABC piggy is mean. She has a thin temper and everyone is scared of her and she’s so removed from the non-famous life that she has trouble bonding with people. She only does community service for publicity and can barely manage to do any manual labor. She’s not tough. She’s angry. She’s short-tempered and violent. And she has no trace of her humble roots, that gratefulness for the position of fame she’s in that she holds in so many other roles.

Others

Sam is pretty creepy. I love his gag of being the censorship for the show, him popping up saying “can’t say that” is a nice little nod to him trying to control the chaos of the original show and his little conservative speech sketches. His crush on Janice is kinda odd tho. I like him getting more modern spotlight, I really like his character in most wanted (though a rewatch of that is needed haven’t seen it in a while). But yeah he’s kinda weird here.

Also why were gonzo and Camilla broken up. Disagree. Idc about your relationship drama they’re the muppets otp.

Uhh trying to think off the top of my head, it’s been a few months since my rewatch of the show. I don’t like the mayhem fight. I think teeth and Floyd fighting over Janice is weird and off for them in modern day. Respect Janice rejecting labels, go off Queen.

Conclusion/TLDR

I had more to say than I realized but I don’t want to make too long of a post. Tldr, I really like the show and it’s humor but it does feel divorced from “the muppets” as a pre-established franchise and characters. The characterization is bad, even though I appreciate them trying to give more screen time to some lesser used characters, it didn’t really work. I just think it had a lot of potential, and I like the idea of a more adult but still family oriented muppet show, but the execution was really hit or miss.

Refer to my previous post about it for more condensed thoughts, weird show all around lol

Also stan abc Big Mean Carl. Stole the show, 10/10

[mysteriouslyjovialcolor]

Brazil 2019

-No quali, so here we are

-First time watching a 2019 race

-Extremely uneasy about witnessing Kimi in something other than red

-But excited about the 2019 rookies! (And Carlos in McLaren)

-Max pole?! Let’s go!

-(I forgot Alex was in Red Bull 🫣)

-Carlos Sainz p20?!

-This is Max’ 2nd pole ever!

-“It’s Verstappen, Hamilton, Vettel”!

-“This is Charles Leclerc and Daniel Ricciardo! And now he’s gone past Lando Norris as well!”

-That move on Stroll from Carlos?!

-Charles is on fire here!

-“He is very much the favorite of those in red” And in his first year

-Lando dropped down to p20? Did he and Carlos somehow exchange places?! How the hell did that happen?!

-Charles and Kimi?!

-This race definitely has definitely just been about Charles so far

-Ohmygod the timing screen glitched. Lando’s p11

-Ah contact between Daniel and Kevin :/

-“Well they’re neighbors in the pit lane, so I can see the mechanics in the Haas garage shooting evils at Daniel Ricciardo” Haha

-With the race he’s running, I need Charles to make it to the podium

-Seeing Daniel in p20 is harrowing (it’s giving his last few days at VCarb, I don’t like it)

-And he got a 5s time penalty

-Aah Mercedes undercut???

-Oh bloody hell that pit stop from Red Bull was so good!!

-What the hellll was that Williams doing?!?

-Oh wow Max and Lewis double overtake on Charles

-Aaaah Max has done it!!!

-I’m so proud!!!

-“Feels a bit no man’s land for Ferrari” what are you talking about Charles just went from p14 to p4

-How have they not put in radio subtitles yet?

-Lando and Carlos making it to p7 and p8

-“It’s very hard to keep up with him man” Lewis?

-“Yeah, I think we got the wrong tire” Oh?

-“Well what are we waiting for? We’re not getting any close!” Lewis basically driving and strategizing all by himself

-This Red Bull pit crew is insanely good

-“Leclerc doesn’t make it any easier for him”

Charles defense masterclass!!

-If Sebastian somehow wins this race after all the strategies from Red Bull and Mercedes, that would be hilarious

-I am actually so so impressed by Charles defending from Valterri right now

-“By the way, Carlos Sainz up to p10 from back of the grid”

-Oh no Valterri out of the race

-Safety car?

-No, yellow flag.

-Oh never mind, full safety car

-“Box, box, opposite to Verstappen” and the pit stop games are back

-Every other team pitting as well

-Charles got newer tires. I really need him on the podium now

-“The safety car needs to speed up man” Has there been a safety car race where this has not been said?

-Aaaaaah any time Lewis and Max go wheel to wheel, I just have to hold my breath and watch cause I know it’s going to be good

-Also Alex p3!!!

-“the youngster in his rookie season, never been on the podium before, finds himself in third place” (oh please let him make podium)

-Carlos p7!

-Daniel back in the points!!

-“You just can’t get too much of Hamilton versus Verstappen can you” you really can’t

-Oh wow really thought Sebastian would get past there!

-“Albon, it’s really his first time up with the big boys and he’s handling it well”

-Let’s go Charles!!!

-Aaah the Ferrari’s are fightingggg!

-Oh no!

-Oh no! They both hit each other!! Ohmygodd

-Both of them cursing each other out?

-Another safety car??

-Maybe Lewis will get new tires now

-He’s come out p4! What? Why was that a good idea?!

-Is this going to be a Red Bull 1-2?!?

-Where is this race going??

-“That reminded me of Vettel and Webber at Turkey” They’ll never let go of those two teammates

-“I do think Mercedes have pitted Lewis Hamilton off the podium” like why??

-If the race ends like this, Max, Alex and Pierre will be on the podium- which is extremely crazy, especially for Pierre

-Aah Lewis got back, I shouldn’t have doubted him

-Oh come on!! That’s such bad luck for Alex!! Lewis whyyyy!? He was p2!!!

-Woah Pierre’s p2 now?! Where did he slip in from?!

-I’m actually so sad about Alex right now! That’s so disappointing!

-“The Brazilian Grand Prix goes to Max Verstappen!”

-“Gasly comes home to take second place! His first podium in Formula 1”

-I mean that is some great karma there for real (for the team obviously, not for Alex)

-“It’s the best finish for Toro Rosso since Sebastian Vettel won” Like insane levels of karma

-“Absolutely bossed it! Well done Max!” “Haha! We did it as a team guys” They’re so family coded your honor

-Aaaah Pierre on the radio!!! Aaah I’m cryingggg!!

-(I’m still extremely sad for Alex)

-Max running to his team>>>>

-So so happy for Pierre 😭😭

-Pierre really looks so young here. Him just taking everything in>>

-“I massively apologize to Albon” :((

-“I was praying for that Honda engine to give me everything” 😭😭

-All three of them talking so animatedly to each other

-I’m not getting over this podium anytime soon 😭😭

(Had to look up if Lewis did end up getting a penalty for his move on Alex. He did. Went down to p7)

[shootingstarrfish]

Hi I wanted to ask one of my fav obey me artists this question: Least favorite to favorite characters? If you wanna say why, that'd be cool. If anything! Please have a nice day!

hii there!!! dearest anon stop being so nice you're going to make me cry AHSHDHD thank you,,, <33333

but what a fun question! for anyone who doesn't want to read my stupid long explanation for each character i will leave this tierlist here! all tiers (except the first tier) are organised by most to least liked within the tier from left to right

no i dont hate lucifer, it's just facebook relationship status (aka complicated <3)

i have plenty of opinions though so i'll go ahead and give some explanations too!! >:D under the cut because there's a lot of rambling here LOL

some of the list is a bit boring because i cant really say i hate or even dislike any characters, and i don't wanna be mean about any characters just cause they're not necessarily my favourites so!

that being said lucifer pisses me off to a comical degree and he absolutely doesn't belong at the bottom but my feelings about him are so ridiculously complicated i don't know where else he belongs? i wish so badly that i could hate him in an uncomplicated way and move on but as an eldest sibling he's such a personal attack on me and i hate it. he's me, i'm him it's horrible. every time i start to think "ahh he's not that bad" he opens his mouth and makes me regret thinking that. i still think about the time i chose to kiss him on the ferris wheel and he held his hand out after and i took it and he said it reminded him of his dead sister, i will never stop holding it against him. he deserves to be loved and taken care of and he also should be thrown off a cliff. im quite certain if i had to assign myself a sin i would pick pride and i hate it >:( (this is all very lighthearted lol)

diavolo used to viscerally annoy me for no good reason when i first started the game, but over time he's grown on me and i'd say now i'm neutral-positive on him!! no idea why i hated him, i was just very salty for no reason hahaha i've recently come to appreciate his character a lot more, im very :( about how lonely he must be and i want him to have more genuine friends please solmare

i think mephisto really is just the kind of character i need to see more of to like, he's very interesting to read character analyses of (and kinda relatable tbh?) but i just need more in game is all! i love his silly lil poses those are real fun, and he is pretty

levi is another i also used to hate out of nowhere? i was neutral on him initially and then i suddenly hated him with a burning passion until one of my friends told me she really loved him and im physically incapable of hating a character my friends love so we're chill again HAHA slowly beginning to like him though! what a pathetic sopping wet cat of a man, it's GREAT

OUUGHH i so badly wanna be able to love beel more, it hurts me to have to put him here but unfortunately this is the way it is... i think it's more accurate to say i love the idea of beel? and ive noticed i really like him everywhere that isnt the game, which again is unfortunate :,)))

LUKE IS MY SON he is babyyyyyyy that's all i have to say <333 my precious lil sonboy he deserves the whole entire world

everyone loves mammon, and i am no exception :D he's not necessarily my type hence why he's neatly placed right in the middle but ugh i love a guy who tries and fails miserably to act tough but is super sweet inside, what a guy <3 ok i flip flopped between putting satan and simeon in the love tier because i am so very fond of both of them, but that's too many characters up there so imagine they're both in a weird tier purgatory between the 2 LOL

i am in fact going to marry simeon and then we will raise luke together it's a fact simeon is everything he's pretty and beautiful and a very complex and interesting character ahhh

SATAN MY LOVE he's a very interesting case to me in that i feel on paper he should be the kind of character who would be on the top of the list! he's smart and kind and unhinged and would kill for you and he likes cats!!! truly husband material i adore him

im going to marry thirteen, thanks for listening to my ted talk <3 my darling beautiful wife who would laugh hysterically if i fell down the stairs i love u thirteen <3333333 we will be wed tomorrow and we will live the dream in her silly lil cave of pranks and curses

i dont know what it is about raphael but i adore him??? is it the wet kitten swag? the done with life expression? his ridiculous outfit? i couldnt tell you but i saw him for the first time and i was immediately obsessed everything i learn about him just makes me more obsessed, i love the fact that he enjoys solomons cooking, the way he's good at sewing and is kind but kinda scary, what a fun character

i could talk endlessly about solomon oh how i love this silly househusband wizard guy i was pretty neutral on him in the og game, and then he swiftly stole my heart in nightbringer and now i would eat his terrible cooking any day of the week just to see him smile <3 if i die seeing him happy that's probably the best way to go out all his calls and messages are sooo cute and they make me melt im in love please just one chance...

barbatos and solomon are typically equal on the list i'd say? but the barbatos brainrot is hitting harder now so he gets to be ever so slightly higher this once hahaha barbs is another that took a while to grow on me, not that i ever disliked him or anything but i definitely overlooked him at first! design wise i absolutely LOVE him, his demon form is definitely one of my absolute favourites. the unique but still put together suit?? the ruffles?? the bone wing horns?? ugh he's just very pretty, and SO interesting as well love a calm collected guy who totally has the potential to destroy you if he so wishes but has a soft spot for you

and of course, real shocker im sure, at the tippy top of the list would be asmo and belphie my beloveds <333 i love them both equally and i could never put one above the other i actually started playing obey me for belphie because one of my favourite character tropes is The Tired One TM, and im absolutely not immune to a cute emo boy either. i've grown to really love his sass and the way he hides his manipulative nature behind his sweet and innocent appearance hehe i also do love how ridiculously forward and blunt he is at times, what a silly guy while belphie was very predictable, asmo was a very out of nowhere character for me! i distinctly remember seeing him initially and thinking "avatar of lust?? i guess he's pretty but he'll probably just be the fuckboy character who makes nonstop innuendos and has no character beyond that, and i'm too asexual for this" so i avoided him a lot at first, but i'm very weak for how kind and gentle and charismatic he is, and the way he puts his all into everything and everyone <333 it didnt take long for me to realise that he's almost exactly the kind of person i aspire to be more like

also miura ayme gives me so much gender envy its not fair send tweet

[daddypriceugh]

In bad and good times

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I'm sorry for not updating earlier, I had my driving test today and the anxiety had kicked in haha.

Tw: This one is a just fluff <3

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Being married to a military guy wasn't always easy. Didn't matter if it was the frequent moodiness after coming home from a mission, or the dirty clothes that got soaked with blood and dirt. You knew the troubles this marriage would bring, but you accepted it. Accepted him.

Gaz always tried to keep it peaceful between the two of you and that usually worked. And even if there was a fight, he would apologise and make it up to you. Meaning romantic dates, flowers or even sex. Of course you liked the last on the most.

It was nice to feel his gentle hands roaming over you body, ignoring the deaths they caused.

Because after all it was your Kyle. Your sweet, adoring Kyle.

It always surprised you how his demeanor changed when he's with you. You only saw his "fight or die" persona once. It was when you had visited him on base, after a long mission. You had walked to his room and heard shouting. Turned out he was having an argument with one of the other recruits. You had never seen him with such anger in his eyes before. It scared you. The scene escalated and Price had to drag him away, before they could attack each other.

But that situation didn't matter to you. Not anymore. You knew he was stressed and tired, with good reason, so you decided to make his life at home better than before.

That included watching his favourite movies, going out for dinner or just cuddling on the couch.

Right now you were laying in bed, the watch on the nightstand saying that it was 3 am. You turned around when you felt Gaz move around suddenly. You saw him turning on his side of the bed, mumbling words.

This wasn't a rare scenario. The nightmares haunted him nearly every night.

You lifted your hand to slightly touch his cheek, checking if he would react to the contact. When he didn't, you pulled him closer to your body, laying his head on your chest. You felt him twitch sometimes, as you brushed through his hair with you hand.

Moments like these made you remind yourself that you would always stay by his side. Why? Because you loved him and forever will.

You smiled down at him and pressed a kiss to his forehead. That made him grumble and he pressed his head more into your chest.

You felt yourself getting tired after some time. You gave Gaz one last kiss and whispered "G'night my love".

After that you both were asleep on your bed, curled up into each other.

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Critique and tips for improvements are always welcome :)

Also if you have ideas for stories please dm me I need inspiration <3

Have a lovely day!

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[ggyutarist]

࿔ ⊹ ˚₊ Watching the setting sun in a field of pink roses with you 🌷 ₊˚⊹ ࿔

A/N: lols first post. its kinda bad so dont come at me. youve been warned. did i write this because i miss my childhood? haha no. wdym. beomgyu reminds me of pink roses idk why honestly so i decide to haunt you all with the beomgyu + pink roses idea <33. Notice how the title is long bc txt also have long song titles? yes noticed? good. its lowkey incomprehensible because i just muddle up all my thoughts together and didnt bother much. its so rushed im sorryyyy.

NOT RLLY PROOFREAD PLS BARE WITH ME🙏🙏

💫: Beomgyu x GN reader because theyre UNFED (justice for my gn readers🗣️).

Content: Nostalgia, Beomgyu and you running in a field of pink roses while the sun sets basically. Like the title said.

WC: 674 (rlly short sigh)

I miss knowing nothing. I miss just playing around. I miss the sun, the sky, and the clouds. I miss running among the pink roses that miserably reminds me of you.

To be kids running along a field, flattening the grass with the sole of your and his sneakers again, you miss it. The relentless passing of time is really atrocious. Can’t it just pause for a bit? You can’t even have time to appreciate the moments enough. This thing called time…it’s too fast.

Beomgyu is also running too fast for your liking. He runs too much, honestly. You can clearly feel your legs giving out but its just so blissful. Running and trying to not step on the roses while feeling the wind on your face. Its nice, isnt it?

It’s a light atmosphere. No headaches, no stress, no anything. Just running and feeling the cold wind against your skin till you both collapse on the grass, exhausted. All for shits and giggles.

Both of you just stared at the blue sky, counting clouds perhaps. This won’t last forever, will it? The seconds…you can feel the seconds. Your heartbeat can feel the seconds. You know sooner or later, you can’t have this again.

Can’t I go back?

Why can’t I go back?

I want to feel like a kid again.

Please let me go back.

I miss the bliss of ignorance.

The passing of time can’t be stopped. No matter what you do, it will only continue to pass on. It’s cruel, really. Why does it have to keep going? Why do we, everyone, have to be the one to work with it? Can’t it be considerate of us too?

Time always seems to slow down on the bad days and speed up on the good ones. What a bitch, no? Pondering on such things makes time even slower but it’s okay. Today, time slowing down is pretty. Pretty blue sky, pretty little fluffy clouds, pretty little roses. Pretty eyes of his…

Today was horrible.

So why don’t we watch the sunset together?

At least, let me end the day with one blissful feeling.

The boy that sat beside you, the one whose hair always glows gold under the sun, has a soft smile plastered on his face. Why is he always so smiley? You despise it in a way you wish he would keep doing that. It’s complicated but it’s fine. That’s why this feeling is so…you don’t know how to word it but that’s why you love it. It doesn’t have to be entirely understood and you’d rather have it that way.

Love doesn’t have an exact meaning. It’s all depending on how the person views it and that’s why, when one experiences it, it is special to them. Love is called love, simply because it is love.

Same thing with forever.

Why is forever called forever? You know there’s probably no direct answer to it or any answer at all. It’s just what it is. There could or could not be such things as forever but as long as he’s here, time slows down. He makes it seem like time slows down just for the two of you.

Maybe you do or don’t believe in a love that’s forever, you don’t know. But Beomgyu? For this one moment, he makes you feel you want to believe in it. The boy that continues to sit beside you, surrounded by pink roses and is smiling at the setting sun. 

Oh, why’s the day ending already? Since when has the sun set? Since when did the sky turn to the hue of pink? You thought of too many questions regarding meaningless things but you’re willing to leave it all unanswered. As long as time keeps him here with the pink roses around him. He would look nice with a pink rose. Maybe, on his ear or something.

Under the setting sun, in a field of pink roses…

For as long as time decides to go…

Can you be with me?

[use-your-imagination98]

GH Couples Inspired By Taylor Swift Songs

Had this in my drafts for FOREVER. thought it was a good time to post it haha. 

Alan and Monica: The Last Great American Dynasty

And they said

"There goes the last great American dynasty"

"Who knows if she never showed up, what could've been"

Luke and Laura: My Tears Ricochet

Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe

All the hell you gave me?

'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you

'Til my dying day

Luke and Tracy: Better Man

I know

I’m probably better off all alone

Than needing a man who could

Change his mind at any given minute

Laura and Scotty: New Year’s Day

Please don't ever become a stranger

Whose laugh I could recognize anywhere

Laura and Kevin: Lover

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue

All's well that ends well to end up with you

Kevin and Lucy: Delicate

This ain't for the best

My reputation's never been worse, so

You must like me for me

Frisco and Felicia: Closure

Yes, I'm doing better

I know that it's over, I don't need your

Closure

Mac and Felicia: Ours

And life makes love look hard

The stakes are high, the water's rough

But this love is ours

Robert and Anna:  It's Nice to Have a Friend

Call my bluff, call you "babe"

Have my back, yeah, everyday

Anna and Valentin: Sparks Fly

My mind forgets to remind me, your a bad idea

You touch me once and it's really something

You find I'm even better than you, imagined I would be

Sonny and Brenda: The 1

But we were something, don't you think so?

Roaring 20s, tossing pennies in the pool

And if my wishes came true

It would've been you

Sonny and Carly: Haunted

​​You and I walk a fragile line

I have known it all this time

Sonny and Alexis: Blank Space

So hey, let's be friends

I'm dying to see how this one ends

Stone and Robin: Sad Beautiful Tragic

We had a beautiful magic love there

What a sad beautiful tragic love affair

Robin and Patrick: This Love

This love is good

This love is bad

This love is alive back from the dead

Lucky and Elizabeth: Tolerate It

While you were out building other worlds, where was I?

Where's that man who'd throw blankets over my barbed wire?

I made you my temple, my mural, my sky

Now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life

Nikolas and Emily: Happiness

There'll be happiness after you

But there was happiness because of you

Nikolas and Elizabeth: Dress

Our secret moments in your crowded room

They've got no idea about me and you

Ned and Alexis: Stay Stay Stay

You took the time to memorize me

My fears, my hopes and dreams

I just like hanging out with you

All the time

Alexis and Julian: Death By A Thousand Cuts

I get drunk but it's not enough

'Cause you're not my baby

I look through the windows of this love

Even though we boarded them up

LuLu and Dante: Wildest Dreams

Someday when you leave me

I bet these memories

Follow you around

Sam and Jason: It’s Time To Go

15 years, 15 million tears

Begging 'til my knees bled

I gave it my all, he gave me nothing at all

Then wondered why I left

Sam and Dante: Cardigan

And when I felt like I was an old cardigan

Under someone's bed

You put me on and said I was your favorite

Chase and Brook Lynn: Mastermind

Once upon a time, the planets and the fates

And all the stars aligned

You and I ended up in the same room

At the same time

Spencer and Trina: Invisible String

And isn't it just so pretty to think

All along there was some

Invisible string

Tying you to me?

Cameron and Jossyln: Karma

Addicted to betrayal, but you're relevant

You're terrified to look down

'Cause if you dare, you'll see the glare

Of everyone you burned just to get there

Elizabeth and Franco: Red

Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes

Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go

Maxie and Nathan: Enchanted

My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again

These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon

[echo-rambles]

Fuck it- it's fine!

words: 1830 summary: inspired by the general vibe of bad idea right? by olivia rodrigo. tags: past established relationship, ex-boyfriend bang chan, best friend felix, suggestive content but nothing explicit note: first ever reader insert fic I've written! that's probably why it's pretty introspective and there's not much chan. I just wanted to get the feeling of writing reader insert so I hope it's not too terrible! please enjoy~

-o0o-

To be completely fair, you were the one who messaged him first. Could it be seen as slightly desperate? Maybe. But in your defense, you were pretty drunk and left unsupervised.

That doesn’t mean it’s not a complete shock to your system when you wake up the next morning and notice that he messaged you back. Which, ok. What an absolutely wild turn of events seeing as how he’s meant to be the mature adult of the relationship. (his words, thrown out midst argument) 

Once you blink away the hungover fog and wade through the low lying panic, you find it a little funny, actually. Your text, the first between the two of you in months, is embarrassing and filled with a few too many emojis- it’s the epitome of a drunk text to your ex who you might have been missing at the peak of your intoxication. 

The funny part is that he had texted back, playing into your theatrics. Maybe it’s not funny in a haha way. Maybe it’s funny in an ironic sort of way. The guy that once told you that you’re incredibly impulsive and never think things through, replying to you and not even scolding you. 

Ok, so maybe he was a little bit correct and you are impulsive, because the next thing you know your fingers are tapping away at your phone screen and you're replying to his reply as if this is something the two of you still do. There’s been a whole lot of maybes filling up your head far too early in the morning, but maybe this could be something you two do. Like, maybe it can become normal again. 

>I hope you’re drinking water to combat all the vodka you must have drank to use seven whole emojis in a row. 

<I demolished an entire water bottle when I got home last night but sadly it wasn’t enough to save me 

You’ve crawled your way out of bed and are in the middle of trying to wash up to feel human again when your phone buzzes. Thankfully you’re alone in your bathroom or else it would be embarrassing how quickly you check who the new text is from.

Before you can unlock your phone and reply to the notif saying something about ‘RIP you should’ve drank three…’ another message pops up, staring at you from the lock screen, half of the message fading off in an ellipses. 

You still have his contact saved. Somehow that’s the first thing you think, so incredibly belatedly. In your defense you thought deleting it would be stupid, seeing as how you share friends and what if Felix was in trouble and the only way anyone could reach you was through your ex-boyfriend? It’s a flimsy excuse but you clung to it at the time. 

For a while his contact was changed to HEARTBREAKER, all in caps with broken heart emojis book ending it. At some point you changed it again, hating the reminder the name would elicit every time you scrolled past it. It just made you feel bad, to be honest. Not in a guilt way, but in the way of it settling all weird in your stomach. 

So now he’s filed under a very polite and professional Bang Christopher Chan. It feels safer this way. The least amount of intimacy possible. 

Looking at it now, knowing that there’s multiple messages attached to it because you were drunk and then half asleep and he’s apparently a child who can’t just ignore you- it feels like a stupidly personal inside joke. Which is stupid. It’s his name. 

>I know this is last minute, but I was wondering if we c…

This is not something you can read by yourself while still hungover and sleepy. Absolutely not. Any sort of question he has will have to be dealt with once you’ve consumed a sufficient amount of caffeine. 

“What do you think it says?” You ask, a little bit later after your second cup of coffee. 

Felix barely even moves his head from where it’s resting against the table. He’s clearly just as hungover as you are, but you feel like you’re in the middle of making a very bad decision and you need a second opinion. You shimmy your phone under the seam where his forehead meets the wood. 

With a little pout and deep groan, he’s shifting around and waking up your phone to stare at the lock screen. The silence stretches on as he stares, blinks, and blinks some more. With a start, he’s sitting up straight, pulling the phone closer. 

“I thought you said you didn’t want to talk to him-”

“I’m aware of what I said! But that was also like, months ago, and we’re both totally over it-”

“It felt like you two went through a divorce, I don’t know if a few months is long enough-”

“I’m over it!” You proclaim, a little loudly. A little desperately. “And he is too if he’s talking to me.” 

Felix says your name, with that specific tone like he wants to say something but doesn’t know how. So, like a normal, emotionally stable adult, you completely ignore him and instead scoop up your phone. Suddenly the nerves over wondering exactly what Chan wanted to ask you have been replaced with a confidence only born from needing a distraction. 

Finally, you read the text he sent. 

>I know this is last minute, but I was wondering if we could maybe grab lunch? Or, if you’re still too hungover for lunch, maybe something later? 

Oh. Definitely the beginning of a very bad idea. 

<you paying??

>Of course I am >When was the last time you paid?

Uncalled for, but also completely fair.

<then sure count me in

It all feels way too easy. Like the last few months have just been- what, erased? Ignored? Boxed away so you can talk about it later? But hey, that’s a problem for the future version of yourself. 

“Did you just agree to spend time with him?” Felix asks, because of course he does. Are you really that predictable? 

“Maybe.”

Shaking his head, Felix sits back in his seat. “You know I love you both, but I don’t know if this is a great idea.”

“It doesn’t have to be romantic! We’re just meeting up, like friends do.” The silence is practically palpable. “We can be friends! We’re both adults- we can totally be friends.” 

Felix gives you possibly the most pitying look you’ve ever seen on his angelic little face.

-o0o-

Ok. Maybe you can’t be friends. The two of you started off as friends, definitely. You built your whole relationship off of being friends. But somewhere along the way something got all gummed up. Being together dissolved into months of barely even talking to each other. 

You were hoping that could change tonight. After getting all dressed up- because you wanted to feel pretty and you couldn’t remember the last time you got dressed up, thank you very much Minho. With his judging eyebrow and the way he clicked his tongue when you told him about the text messages and your dinner plans. Just because you were meeting up with someone who you used to give hickeys to had nothing to do with the dress you wore. 

(it absolutely did but no one had the right to know.)

It started off as just something casual. Stilted awkward conversation as you both tried to remember how to be civil around each other. It came a lot easier to Chan, as always. But you missed this. You missed being in the same space as him and hearing his voice and god Felix was right, you’re so incredibly weak. 

You wanted to try and be friends again so badly. But you were absolutely lying to yourself, big time, because the second that he smiled- that small little smile where he ducks his head and bites at his lip, oh you were gone. 

Currently you’re being pinned to the wall with his tongue down your throat and you can’t really think straight. 

Somehow you went from a casual get together to this. Attacking each other's faces like starving animals who haven’t eaten in weeks. It’d be embarrassing if it weren’t for the way Chan is so clearly feeling the exact same things you are. Your hands are running through his hair and his hands are anchored to your hips, and he still tastes the same. He still makes the same little noises when you drag your teeth along the edge of his jaw. 

It’s so fucking familiar and you already feel like you could drown in it. 

You should probably talk about this. The making out, yes, absolutely, but also the last few months and the texts and him asking to see you out of the blue. It should be talked about, right? Except what would you even say? You’ll just rehash the same things you’ve been saying. You felt ignored and he felt suffocated and you could never find a way to meet in the middle because you’re both stubborn. 

You should say something though, right? Right? 

The press of his hand against the dip of your waist, pulling you closer, has you losing any semblance of what language even is. Words? Who needs them? He’s hooking his other hand behind your knee and hiking it up, guiding you to wrap your leg around him, and really all you can think about is how you aren’t close enough.

You sneak your fingers up under the hem of his shirt, feeling the expanse of his skin, and the sound of the breathiest gasp leaving his lips settles along the curve of your spine. 

“Is this a bad idea?” You ask, once you remember how to use words. 

He stops short, as if he’s just remembered not only did he leave the oven on but he also left incredibly flammable items near it. A little shocked and worried and second guessing. Which, you’re not really sure what sort of reaction you were hoping for but you should have expected this at the least. He’s a chronic over-thinker sometimes. 

It’s fine, it’s cute even. When it’s not annoying you to no end. Sometimes you need his specific brand of cautious energy, a voice helping you recognize when something actually is a terrible idea because you didn’t realize before he pointed it out. Other times, like now, you already know the answer to your own question and you seriously do not need him to answer. It was rhetorical, thank you very much. 

“Um, well- I-” He stumbles over his sentence, breathing hard and face flushed.

“Nevermind, don’t answer that. Just kiss me.” 

Thankfully Bang Chan is very good at going along with your bad ideas. 

You can deal with whatever all of this means after. Right now, the both of you are wearing far too much clothing and you need to fix that immediately. 

[zealofchronos]

A male reader blog? In this economy?!? What are the fucking odds?

Unrelated but oogh I love your formatting it's so 👌👌👌 makes my braincell very pleased

Anyways!! Please feel free to disregard this if you aren't actively taking requests, I just wanted to write this idea down before I forgot it haha. So... Ingo, right? Mr train man. The yoinky sploinky.

I'm assuming you've played PLA (if you haven't my bad) but... Perchance some headcanons of a warden ingo and a male reader. Reader is a member of the diamond clan for that sweet forbidden romance.

For specifics, Reader has a weird affinity for Pokemon and has befriended a completely feral weavile that dropped through one of the space time vortexes!! His Weavile is homies with Lady Sneasler so naturally he and Ingo have become friends.

Anyways!! General relationship headcanons between them, perhaps a little sneakiness to avoid getting caught (even if they're extremely obvious and everybody knows) both sfw and nsfw are fine, whatever u feel like doin my man

For a final note, if you do named anons, can I b Bones Anon? Because I eat bones 🦴

Thank u have a good day

hello, hello ! ♡

why, yes, i do so happen to be a male reader blog! also thank you, hehe, i didn't think much about the formatting.. i just got inspired by seeing other writer blogs and went this is my style :)

anyway, looks like not only do we have our first request and first official post, but also my first ever anon! ♡

welcome to the cozy corner, bones anon! 🦴

yes, i have played LA! i've watched some, rp'ed some, but played even fewer for pokémon— i only have shield and LA, and i'm planning to get SV soon though! i absolutely love the idea you've bestowed upon me, ingo is such a skrunkle.

so, without further ado...

on the downlow ;; ingo x male!reader headcanons

content ;- fluff , nsfw , soft dom ingo , sub reader , anal sex , semi public sex , clothed sex , oral ( ingo receiving with implied reader receiving ) , sexy consent , creampie , cockwarming , implied aftercare , pet names ( darling )

not proofread. nsfw below the cut. minors dni.

> hailing from the diamond clan, values of time were always ingrained within you. sure, you weren't as vocal as adaman, but you held it in your heart. but as one who spends his time around pokémon, you never focused on "wasting" time, but rather "taking your time".

> no matter the type of beast you face, your patience never once ran thin, and you made tons of pokémon friends— some normal, but many out of the norm that many wouldn't ever dare approach.

> be it a raging ursaring, or curious ghosts that lurk, you always found a way to make friends. even this absolute feral weavile that everyone told you to not approach. it took way too much time, but you somehow managed to have it partner up with you.

> of course, with the help of the galaxy expedition team, you had found out that sneasel like cold places! you wanted to give your dear weavile some friends, so you decided to make a trip to the coronet highlands!

> little did you know, this little trip would sow a seed that would sprout over time. you met warden ingo, one who stayed with the pearl clan. it wasn't exactly you who initiated anything— but rather your beloved weavile had took an interest in lady sneasler.

and soon began this little relationship.

> ingo doesn't exactly have the pearl clan's ultimate belief in his heart— perhaps that is why he soon began to accept your presence around him and the pokémon he was the warden of. at first it was just idle chit chat as your weavile and lady sneasler began a friendship of their very own, but soon it grew. you'd exchange gifts and trinkets, things that reminded you of each other. it was wonderful, especially when he'd share a berry with you as he said you were as sweet as it.

> spending time out in the highlands meant it was often cold. despite your protests, claiming that you'll get used to it with "time", ingo's ragged coat would often be drapped around your shoulders. he thinks it's fitting on you, claiming that it was as though the "space" in his coat was perfect to hold someone like you.

> the protection of the ghosts you've befriended will always be something you cherish. for when night falls and you long for the other, they guide you in the darkness to meet him. he is more than happy to have you in his arms at the wee hours, and he secretly thanks the pokémon that guided you to him with little offerings.

> surely enough, some of the diamond clan would question your odd disappearances every time you went to seek him out. you'd never tell them where you went, despite them all being worried for you. after all, despite your patience with pokémon, it simply meant you were just as prone to trouble. sometimes the two of you would meet just outside jubilife, exchanging sweet affections hidden away from the gaze of your clans. nobody would be there, and it was perfect.

> by now, ingo proclaimed himself as an expert on... you. he knew you like his pokémon, the back of his hand. he knew what you'd like, where to find you... where you like to be touched, how his kisses affect you. yes... he does think he knows a lot about you.

he wants to know even more.

> nights in hisui were beautiful— the sky above was always astounding. but only one sight would maintain the spot of ingo's most preferred sight; you between his legs pleasuring him with your mouth. the same mouth that spouts flowery words as flirtacious remarks, the same mouth that peppers kisses across his cheeks. seeing you work so passionately to pleasure him makes him want to do the same to you. he will do the same to you.

> sometimes, touches go a little too far, and before you even knew it, the both of you are entangled in one another out in the open. far away from civilisation, far away from pokémon, the two of you are stuck in your own world with only each other. he holds you tightly by your waist as your legs lock around him, clothes barely tugged apart as he wanted you there and then. you couldn't complain, you wanted him too, after all.

> ingo always listens. "is this okay?" or "are you feeling good, darling?" are words you commonly hear in your ears as he gets intimate with you. holding you in an embrace so dear like no other, he makes sure you're always still there, feeling exactly what he wants you to feel. for as long as you tell him, he'd give his all to you and never less.

> you're intoxicating- addicting even. your tightness around him as him groaning in your ears and he simply wants to feel more. his hands roam all over you with a certain fervor, gripping down as he feels you up. your skin on his, you never expected that he was so close. the only sign you got was a low moan in your ears as he nuzzled in close, hips stuttering before he filled you up. you are always too good to him, and he wants to be just as good to you. he'll see to it that he'll clean up your messes, and he follows through every time.

> being a warden is hard work. it's stressful, especially when some other clan members are being nosy or bossy. when this happens, he can't help but want to seek you out. you are his saving grace, his divine angel that he wants to bask in the light of. when you finally meet him, you realise how pent up he is— but he doesn't want anything more but to feel you around him. he has you in his lap, his arms wrapped around you as he nestles himself within your warmth to stay there for as long as you both would like. the comfort of a lover has never felt better than this.

crystcrm 2022. do not reupload or plagiarise my works.

[next-autopsy]

Hi there Nex! How is everything going? Hopefully you’re doing good. Would you mind answering 1, 22 and 25 for the positivity ask game? Excited for your answer! Take care 😊🩵

Hey Vani! Thank you for your ask, lovely 💕

1- What is my fave part about being in the fandom?

Kind of the basic answer but I honestly do love the affection and support felt from y’all! This fandom has been so welcoming and kind and its really given me the courage to be more, do more and say more.

22- What quotes would I assign to my mutuals?

@malarkgirlypop - "Now remember boys, flies spread disease so keep yours closed."

@panzershrike-pretz - "Hey, you! That's right, you stupid Kraut bastards! That's right! Say hello to Ford, and General fuckin' Motors! You stupid fascist pigs! Look at you! You have horses! What were you thinking? Dragging our asses half way around the world, interrupting our lives... For what, you ignorant, servile scum! What the fuck are we doing here?"

@footprintsinthesxnd - "Hey Frank, this guy is reading an article that says the Germans are bad."

@sweetxvanixlla - "Oh Lord, grant that I shall never seek so much to be consoled as to console, to be understood as to understand, or to be loved as to love with all my heart."

@land-sh - "We're not lost private, we're in Normandy."

@ronsparky - "We salute the rank, not the man."

@xxluckystrike - "Bull, smack him for me please?" (thump) "Thank you!"

@mads-weasley - "Sobel's a genius. I had a headmaster in prep school who was just like him. I know the type."......."Lew, Michaelangelo's a genius. Beethoven's a genius."......"You know a man in this company who wouldn't double-time Currahee with a full pack, just to piss in that man's morning coffee?"

@samwinchesterslostshoe - "June 6th... of last year?".... "D-Day, yes sir."..... "Haha, Alright, don't get hurt."

25- what colours do my mutuals remind me of?

@malarkgirlypop - Soft coral

@panzershrike-pretz - Firetruck red

@footprintsinthesxnd - Light teal

@sweetxvanixlla - An off white cream or beige

@land-sh - Crimson red

@ronsparky - Black or like really really dark gray

@xxluckystrike - Lavender

@mads-weasley - Dusty sage green

@samwinchesterslostshoe - Magenta

Don't ask why, I have no idea. Just vibes.

p.s: I'm so sorry if i missed you, i just can't think properly

[ventingfanfics]

Take it Slow

You tilted your head with a hum of approval as you analyzed your work. 

“You know, I could get used to this painting shit,” Y/N said. 

Your friend Renee chuckled but also beamed at your canvas. It was merely a sunflower, but you have to understand, the fact that it was an acrylic painting made it look legitimate. Hell, immaculate. You were more of a poet, but if you invested more time into painting, this could take off for you.

“I told you,” Renee reminded. 

She has been trying to tell you, but it took a heartache for you to finally give it a chance. Sure, you painted as a kid, but it didn’t stick. Renee knew you were in a funk and like the good friend she is (post-college friend to be exact), she came around much more often. It was good having her around although sometimes you craved solitude. 

“Can we do more?” You asked hopefully. 

“Of course. Wanna start without me? I need to use the bathroom.”

“You’re gonna be in there a while, huh?”

“Haha, very funny. I’m not gonna blow up your bathroom, Y/N.”

“Please don’t.”

You both laughed as she departed from your room. You admired your painting once more.

“Not bad,” someone that wasn’t you nor Renee spoke. 

Your eyes bulged and you jumped into action. Shuri pulled her lips inward, desperately trying not to laugh. When she came into your room, you have no idea. You weren’t expecting to see her, if you couldn’t tell. 

“Jesus,” you breathed out, holding your chest, feeling your heart pound. “I almost had a heart attack.”

“Aww, the feeling’s mutual,” she pouted, almost mockingly. “When you left me, Y/N.” She looked at you defiantly as she took quick steps towards you. “Now, why would you do that? And cause me grief?” She raised her eyebrows and folded her arms, waiting for an explanation.

All you could do was take in her fineness. She was dressed in another one of her tracksuits that complimented her brown skin beautifully. The curls piled on top of her head begged to be touched as did the shaved sides that you once enjoyed caressing. She smelled a little like incense mixed with vanilla and those soulful brown eyes were practically hogging you.

Deciding, however, that you would not allow her beauty to intimidate and sacrifice your intelligence and common sense, you cleared your throat. “I did what I felt best.” Her brows knitted together and she was about to speak but you continued. “It wasn’t a good fit.”

She looked crestfallen and you almost felt bad. 

“Princess,” she said, knowing how that nickname affected you. But her eyes were serious. “You were new to Wakanda. You just need time to adjust. And I told you I’d be right there to help you do just that.”

“You did say that,” you slowly agreed. “But let’s be honest, you stay in the lab, Shuri. I mean, stay. Linger.”

She glanced down with a titter, filling your stomach with another batch of butterflies. “I’m a busy woman, Y/N, but I will do better at making more time for you.”

“It’s not even on you. I just…” you averted your eyes, now feeling reluctant to finish and reveal one of your flaws.

“She bows out too easily.” This time it was Renee. Shuri turned around to look at her. “Hey.”

“Hey,” Renee said. “Are you still princess or Queen now?” Before Shuri or you could speak, she shrugged it off. “Anyways, Y/N needs to do a better of job of stepping out of her comfort zone.”

“Well, damn,” you said, making her and Shuri laugh.

“I love you too. And I will give you privacy,” Renee said, smiling at you and leaving you and Shuri alone.

“She’s partially right,” you said to Shuri who was calmly standing there, taking everything in.

“Hmm, well if it’s any consolation,” the Wakandan said, reaching for your waist. “I want you there.”

You lost the battle of resisting a Kool-aid smile. “You want me to return?”

“Absolutely. Hell yes.”

“Okay, I’ll take it slow.”

“Take it slow,” she quickly encouraged and tugged you even closer to where you felt each other’s bodies.

By the force of God and nature, you shut your eyes and leaned in for a kiss. She gladly accepted and carefully kissed you back, taking her time. When she moaned, you almost climaxed right there. From that point, the kiss got deeper as you desperately touched the other. 

“Come back home, princess,” she said against your mouth in her soothing tone. Her lips claimed yours again.