#sucks that theyre so far away but whatevs

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holy fucking shit i got all A* oh my god

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Having a set schedule

Sleep schedule is pretty good.

Friday and Saturday?

No. What is schedule?

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Bites or Hickeys? Various x GN!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

Warnings; suggestive, obv biting, hickeys, perhaps ooc,

Fandoms; Bungo Stray Dogs, Death Note, Attack on Titan, Obey Me

A/n; ogs remember when I was purple, but anyways happy 1 year of writing to me!! I'm super proud of my account and I'm so insanely thankful for all the love I've received and acquaintances/friends I've made. Thank you guys so much <3 even tho there have been times where I really thought I'd quit, I kept going and I'm so grateful I did

Bites ★

The feeling of their teeth sinking into your skin makes them feel almost electric, as if a spark has been lit inside their chest and cause an explosion of carnal desire. Some are softer with it, kissing and licking over the imprints of their teeth to soothe the mild pain it might have caused, but others just bite and move on to the next unoccupied spot. They can't help how desperate they are for you and to prove to themselves that they have you, and their affectionate gestures prove that theyre yours. After all, they'd never do the same for anyone else. Ofcourse after the heat of the moment died down, whether they were gentler or rougher earlier, they'd kiss over the indents and whisper soft praises and murmurs about whatever came to mind. Moments like those were their favorites- second to the actual rendezvous, ofcourse.

• RANPO, Dazai, Akutagwa, Kaji, Twain, Sasha, Zeke, Pieck, MELLO, Belphie, Satan, Leviathan

Hickeys ★

They prefer giving hickeys, sometimes because they think it's classier than biting, and others because they don't want to hurt you by biting too hard. They will, however, make you look just as ravaged, littering your pretty skin with dark, organically shaped marks. Their hands pin your wrists above your head while they suck and lick at your neck, humming as if they were enjoying a meal made by a world-class chef. Their eyes would flicker up to meet yours every now and again, lips curling upwards as they shove one of their knees between yours, allowing you to grind against their thigh while they make quick work of undoing your top and belt. They're far more shameless when they're leaving them along your thighs, so shameless that you almost look like you were bruised- no one was going to see them anyways, so why should they be modest? They'd be lying if they said being able to claim you in such a way didnt turn them on. ♡⁠˖

• fyodor, Sigma, Kunikida, Ango, Mori, Fitzgerald, Fukuzawa, Margaret, Poe, Erwin, Mikasa, Reiner, Historia, Lucifer

Both! ★

They simply can't choose, whether adorning your neck and thighs in dark, dotted half-moons or burgundy splotches, they can't get enough of you. They usually leave them in concealed places, but sometimes it's so difficult to not mark you up all over, especially when you're writhing underneath them and clinging to them like a vice because their lips and mouth just feel that good. You'd intertwines your fingers in their hair, pulling them closer or tugging them away when you're lying breathlessly in the wrinkled and messy sheets. They'd ask you if it's too much, rubbing circles into the sides of your hips with a wide, cheeky grin. God, you looked so good underneath them, all bashful and shy with your eyes half lidded and your lips slightly agape. Your labored breaths and quiet sighs were like music to their ears, so really, how could they choose just one when they could give you both and double the fun? ♡⁠˖

• NIKOLAI, Chuuya, yosano, bram, Oda, Atsushi, Lucy, Mushitaro, Tecchou, Tachihara, Eren, jean, Connie, Armin, Hange, maybeee levi, Ymir, Matt, Matsuda, Misa, im torn between both and neither for L, Mammon, Asmo, Beel

Neither ★

They prefer not to leave a physical mark on you, but rather give you a good time to remember them by. A mark will fade quicker than a memory. ♡⁠˖

• Nathaniel Hawthorne, Light, Jouno

A/n: hey chat I didn't realize today was my anniversary so I kinda speedran the characters, it might not be SUIUUPER in character so I'm sorry 😞

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Hihi could i request a tadc x reader who cries from anger when she's too angry?

TADC cast x reader who cries when angry!

late post for tonight! admin isnt sure how much theyre going to write tonight since theyre sleepy but they still have art stuff they need to work on... sobs.... ill try to make up for it by writing tomorrow! similar post

CAINE:

takes you away from the scene, swiftly giving out an excuse to try to keep your dignity in tact. i think hes the type to rationalize; or at least the best an ai can do, as well as trying to give you a peptalk. he seems like the type to give peptalks, i think..! gives you a handkerchief that he probably has tucked away in there... somewhere.. if not he just. makes one. i think it would be reasonable to believe he can do that. generally does try his best to uplift you but due to him being new to complex funky emotions he can be a little.. eh.. definitely takes some time; lets you do what you need to do to get your feelings out. cry, vent, punch some drywall, sleep, ect ect

POMNI:

oh honey... oh silly, shes so so lost. in the post linked above shes awkward and vaguely uncomfortable when people cry... and i think this would be even more prominent with angry crying because youre dealing with an entire blow out, you know? i think she follows a similar route, though; tries to ask you whats wrong and try patting your back... which may or may not work, i think it depends on the reader..! sometimes soothing back pats can do wonders, you know! i think she would try to ask you what had happened; and though she cant offer the... best comfort or solutions, she does at least try to listen

RAGATHA:

queen of comfort, she lets you do whatever you need to do. like caine i do think she would give you a handkerchief, likely one that she has made herself. hehehe cute patterns ueue.... back on track, i think she would also get mad on your behalf if someone had upset you, or something totally unfair had happened. the shared anger can either make things worse or make you feel like youre not alone; i think this would depend on a case by case basis, you know? takes you off to the side away from prying eyes so no one can see your tears... speaks in very hushed words trying to calm you down even if shes getting angry for you... as level headed as i tend to write ragatha, i think she would be a fairly empathetic person

JAX:

probably the one who pushed you that far in the first place, though i think this is more likely in the beginning since hes still gauging what your limits are... you know since his whole thing is being an annoyance... so hes a little surprised when you finally blow up. it gets. really awkward. because usually people just cry or get mad, never really both. kind of just stands there before trying to defuse the situation, but hes so not used to actually having to be responsible that he kind of sucks at first. overtime, though, i think he gets better... though to be fair he knows your limits and kind of lets up on you, even more so if you guys actually romantically get together... generally very lost and tense because "oh.. wow i actually kind of feel just a little bad"

KINGER:

oh no...! are you hurt? did someone hurt you? did you hurt yourself? whats wrong? whats happening? hes immediately swarming to you as soon as your eyes start watering, and thats assuming hes not already rushing to your side as soon as he sees you just slightly getting upset... this man worries about you enough as is, but it ramps up when youre unhappy. oh course, he takes you to the pillowfort, and even lets you scream in a pillow while he watches in bewilderment and tries to decipher what happened. probably asks you straight up what happened and if youre okay, even if the second question is a little dumb and obvious, but hey... .this man is all over the place right now... lets you stay in his pillowfort as long as you need. obligatory soothing back pats only dads can muster

ZOOBLE:

doesnt outwardly react much the first few seconds, at most you probably see their eyes widen. but if theres someone actively making you upset, or even unintentionally making you upset actually... i think zooble would step in and put a stop to the nonsense. very. harshly. like snappy, you know? does a little scoff before walking away with you, they seem like a scoffer

thinks

doesnt do much in terms of comfort outside of leading you to their room where you guys just chill and listen to music. theyre not oblivious enough to ask the obvious, but they do probably ask in their own way later on if youre feeling any better once some time has passed... not much comment on the tears

GANGLE:

honestly she probably starts crying a little too, be it from shock or from being empathetic to your feelings.... maybe both... hmm... i would say she tries to stand up for you but i just know that it would fail miserably and would likely end in her being down in the dumps... unless she actually truly loses her shit and goes off on someone, akin to the "the devil shivers when a nice guys loses his temper" but instead of a redditor its some sensitive ribbon person losing their marbles. buuuuuuuuut as much as i love the visual of gangle absolutely going off on someone (cough cough jax) i just dont know if shes actually capable of it, at least not as she currently is judging by the pilot... probably tries to tug you away from the scene... lets you make vent art in her room, even leaves so you have some privacy to do so and/or lends you some of her art supplies

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do the shampoo fic

like my wafflehouse hashbrowns is the second installment in my "bad touch" series, named for the bloodhound gang song. this is a dom!dean fic where lol you just have to hear me out!!!!!!! dom!dean is a silly concept but when the stars align it like rlly hits. tagging @ragdollsammy bc they asked about this as well!

Dean cobbled a shopping list together in his mind while running his fingers through Cas’s chest and arm hair. It was nice that Cas slept now. Dean could look at him in peace.

crucially dom!dean is about cas btw, this is about cas thinking it's hot

Once he really couldn’t deny the need to piss, Dean finally got up, pressing a kiss to Cas’s temple as he rose. Dean knew Cas wasn’t going too far. He’d be waiting when Dean came home. 

In my perfect world, cas and dean have the bunker to themselves. Dean is in full housewife mode nesting and making sure everything is perfect for his man and his boys when theyre in town. Also dean knows everything ok, no one gets anything by him bc he buys everything! Also i despite how i get on dean’s case all the time, i spend a lot of time also thinking about how soft destiel can be once dean lets go of other things. like once he stops hunting and isnt around sam all the time.

Dean paced up and down the aisle grabbing at dumb shit. Sam and Eileen were in town for the weekend so Dean knew he’d have to pick up some extra stuff. For all that Dean stole a little ointment from time to time, Sam was a fucking menace with hair stuff. Dean couldn’t believe how much product went in to maintaining that fucking mop of his. Equally unbelievable, was how prissy Sam could get about brands. It all had to be good for the environment, no chemicals n’ shit. All code for expensive. Dean sighed before taking his phone out.

Dean and gender….. Also dean really does believe sam is a lil self centered lmao he’s so crazy

Sam huffed out a laugh, “Dean, you still use three-in-one. That stuff sucks.”

“Then tell me why I was always running out of it for the entire year of 2013,” Dean clapped back.

So dean uses three in one bc men shouldnt have more than two soaps at a time obviously and 2013 is an attempt at referencing sam’s s8 hair because he was soooooo beautiful lmfao like they should have kept that stylist around.

Dean blinked. Cas was terrible at shopping. “Whaddyou mean ‘Cas got you some stuff’?”

Remember when cas knocked over half a gas station trying to put together an apology basket for his man….

“He, uh,” Sam hesitated, “He’s already got some stuff that’s really good. Organic and local.”

When cas showed sam how to jerk off the plant, sam almost had a heart attack bc i believe that cas was jerking that thang silly. Actually sam’s reaction is what clued cas into it being akin to an erotic experience for humans (cas would already find it erotic). But here, sam does not want dean to know that he found cas harvesting the plant super horny bc dean can be a lil possessive. That’s dean’s angel u kno…..

“Whatever, Dean,” Sam said, “See you back at the bunker. You’re out of Cheerios, by the way.”

I like to laugh abt cereal discourse

“You remembered the bags this time,” Cas said, smiling more with his eyes than his mouth, “Sam will be pleased.”

Dean grunted in response before leaning in to kiss Cas on the cheek, “Y’wanna help me get this all put away?”

“Of course, Dean,” Cas placed his book face down, splayed out along the already cracked spine.

“You know, he ain’t gonna be too pleased when he sees you been practically spatchcocking his books,” Dean said as he worked, mentally cataloging each dry good and dairy product. This should last a few days despite the few extra mouths. 

“Oh, well,” Cas said, not pausing a bit as he moved through the kitchen. 

They both love sam a lot, but also cas doesn’t give a shit what sam thinks whereas dean kinda does.

Dean snorted. They moved in the sort of quiet that only came from hard-earned understanding.  The sort of trust you had to fight for. What they had wasn’t perfect– still plenty of bumps in the road, still plenty of loud fights and disappearing and saying shit they didnt’t really mean– but they fucking worked for it. 

Dean smiled to himself when they finished. Everything was squared away where it should be: snack cupboard overflowing, fruit bowl filled for Sam, and Dean’s hip glued to the back of Cas’s ass as he pulled him in for a hug.

Everything is by dean’s design….. As it should be obviously…..

“Hey, you gone shopping recently?”

Cas pulled back to look up at Dean, “No. You hate when I go shopping without you.”

Dean does not think cas is capable of getting the right stuff at the store and has Made This Known. Not great lol, but cas is fine to defer to dean’s greater wisdom of humanity anyway.

Cas tilted his head, “He’s not mooching, Dean. There is plenty to go around. You’re welcome to some if you’d like. I’ve noticed that you like how it smells.”

Dean felt his neck heat up, “You noticed me sniffin’ you?”

Cas nodded, doing that eye smile thing again. Dean’s stomach swooped. 

“It’s comforting,” Cas said.

I got really soft in my chest writing this bit because well, theyre in love…. And doing cute things….

What Cas called a garden, most would call a patch of weeds. It sat about a quarter of a mile away from the bunker, nestled away in the woods. When Cas said he wanted a garden, Dean pictured sunflowers, rose bushes, maybe some zucchini. Something more like what you’d see in a Thomas Kincade calendar. The greenery that Cas cultivated… was a little different from that.

So gardening is a total made up fanon cas bit that i employed just to make this fic work. Im not opposed to most fanon cas headcanons like gardening or reading i just think that if you do it it should be weird. Like i think cas would be so intimately aware of what he puts in his compost and would like watch it decompose. Another thing he would find erotic.

Dean could never make heads or tails of it. Cas insisted that most everything was native to the area, no invasives, whatever that meant, but it just looked like a mess of weird leaves and nasty mushroom logs. Sure there were flowers, but nothing Dean knew the name of. Once, Dean asked if anything was poisonous and Cas told him not to touch anything. Didn’t have to tell Dean twice.

Cas clearly seemed to know where and what everything was because he led Dean through it all, all confident. He quietly instructed Dean to watch his step every so often. Don’t touch those flowers. Be careful of the bees. There were mole holes there, be careful.

Yeah, Dean didn’t get it but it made him fuzzy inside that Cas did. 

Have you heard that dean thinks cas is a cute lil guy…….

“This thing’s from Hawaii?” Dean leaned in over Cas. It did smell really good, “Thought you were doin’ a native only garden?”

“The plant originates in South Asia, if I recall,” Cas trailed his thumb up and down the fat, thick ridges of the pinecone. Dean blinked fast when he saw Cas’s thumb coming away shiny, “And mostly native.”

I didnt add this detail but cas uses what’s left of his grace to keep the garden going. Keeping a shampoo ginger plant alive in a heavily shaded forest would be nigh impossible without divine intervention.

Something flashed in Cas’s eyes, “Generally, I come to you for a ‘little tug’. But, yes, I harvest the gel for my hair regularly.” With his clean hand, he dug into his pocket to pull out an empty bottle. He rubbed his hand along the rim, collecting what he could and letting the rest fall.

This may be a dom dean fic, but honestly cas does know how to push dean’s buttons. Like theyre dog4dog you know. Also i feel like i did cas a lil ooc with the “i come to you for a lil tug” line bc i dont think cas is one for wordplay but i wanted to get him flirting

Dean raised an eyebrow. Cas was pulling out all the stops here, big blue eyes, mouth parted, hair tousled, just begging for Dean’s fingers to grip and run through it. The fucking kneeling on the ground. Dean was getting played, he knew he was getting played. 

“Yeah, Cas,” Dean said, a lazy smile slowly sprawling across his face, “Where do you want me?” 

Cas absolutely knows that dean gets a kick out of teaching him stuff and well cas likes it too.  Nevermind that cas is a capable person (debatable in dean’s mind), cas likes knowing that he’s doing what dean wants.

Cas angled the bottle to follow their hands, collecting what he could. Almost seemed pointless. The plant was so wet, just gushing out in a constant stream of sticky, tacky fluid. Dean took in a sharp breath when Cas rearranged their fingers, so slightly, just to run his wet thumb along the broadside of Dean’s wrist. Their hands were almost at the tip, so close, and the bottle was almost full. Some of it splashed onto Dean’s boots and the ground beneath them was soaked, the liquid pooling deep. Dean’s mouth parted to exhale, his tongue heavy between his teeth.

So, i love to make the mundane erotic and i get so horny about plants lmfao.

Dean placed his other hand on Cas’s head and dabbed lightly at the gel collecting along his hairline. Cas looked up at him, his face open and eyes wanting. They closed so slowly when Dean’s hands moved, scratching his scalp and cupping the back of his head. Dean’s dick twitched at the sight.

Cas grunted and threw his head back, clearly reveling in the feeling of Dean’s touch. More gel fell down his forehead and neck. Dean’s hand tightened in his hair and he tugged lightly. 

“Don’t move unless I say you can,” Dean said, pulling Cas’s head forward.

Ok here’s where the domming begins. Dean LOVES to take care of things. He knows what’s best and he likes knowing that he can do something other than hurt people. He looooves to provide. But, you gotta follow the rules, you gotta do it right. Also dean loves to Look at the Angel. Especially when he’s covered in plant come (see title: i want you smothered want you covered like my wafflehouse hashbrowns)

“You know how I take care of my things. Keep ‘em clean, fine tuned,” Dean said, “Just like Baby.” 

Cas’s eyes widened, nodding in agreement with Dean.

“You like that?” Dean asked, his eyes hooded.

Cas nodded again. His eyes were so beautiful, framed in dark, wet lashes. Fuck– Cas was so beautiful, face flushed, sopping, dripping wet, hair mussed and wrapped around Dean’s fingers. He was looking up at Dean like he was waiting for a miracle to unfold. Dean bit his lip.

“I’m gonna take care of you just like that, okay?” Dean said and tugged on Cas’s hair, finally pulling him closer, “You gonna let me?”

Cas, jaw slack and shoulders relaxed, whispered out, “Of course.”

So the baby comparison lol. This seems to be why people love this fic and i must confess, this is an idea inspired by the issues series by everandanon. In the third installment of the series, cas is watching dean fuss and smile over trinkets from his childhood and cas wants to be something that dean cherishes and covets and keeps tucked away in a similar way. And then they have very very intense sex, you should read that series it’s very good. But reading that was sort of a eureka moment for me like cas wants dean to want to keep him. He wants to be dean’s special guy and he wants dean to care for him like a special treasure. And what possession does dean care for the most? His car. Dean’s car is like a religious idol to him, he worships it. So now cas is hearing that he’s in the same category as dean’s most precious and most reliable possession? He’s finna bust a nut.

Dean ran his hands through Cas’s soapy, wet hair so slow. When you had the opportunity to take care of an angel, you had to do it right. Dean scratched harder when Cas moaned, rubbed softer when Cas moaned. Dean was driving, but Cas was wayfinding. 

Before long, Dean couldn’t pretend that he hadn’t washed every inch of Cas’s head at least three times over. He couldn’t ignore the ache in his groin either, the way his dick pulsed with every little sound Cas made.

Dean also washes baby like this, over and over and he gets aroused by it. Caring for things makes him feel so good, so important. He likes to think he’s the only one who can really take care of the ones he loves in the right way. Doing stuff like this helps him feel that way.

Cas opened his mouth wide to fit as much of Dean as he could in his mouth. Dean’s dick lay on Cas’s tongue, undoubtedly heavy and fat. The wet heat of Cas’s tongue, the tiny movements pressed against the underside of Dean’s dick, had Dean feeling lightheaded. Cas didn’t move, didn’t suck, didn’t bob his head. Dean moved his hand in Cas’s hair again, prompting a long moan from Cas. The vibration of it took the air right from Dean’s lungs and he tugged on Cas’s hair. It was a fuckin’ feedback loop; the more Dean pulled and massaged the more Cas moaned and groaned and the more Dean pulled and his chest heaved. 

“Fuck, angel,” Dean said, “Keep it together.”

The short cockwarming portion of this fic is bc i like to think abt dean having trouble maintaining an erection. But the combination of cas’s mouth and cas doing what he’s told?? He’s got this one. Also this is very fun for cas bc he wants to go to town on that thang so bad but the tension and anticipation of dean telling him what to do just wins over.

“I’m gonna keep drivin’, okay?” Dean said, “Don’t. Don’t move, okay?”

Cas nodded so slightly, barely moving his head, but even that small action had Dean’s balls aching. 

Driving a car is like having sex to dean and vice versa of course. Drivers are the ones in total control and it’s their job to be in charge and keep everyone safe and happy.

Cas’s hands gripped the bottoms of his jeans, and even though that counted as moving, Dean let him have it. Sent a rush through Dean how much Cas liked it, how it made him handsy. When they first got together, Dean was afraid to touch the guy– thought he’d smother and choke him. Imagine if Dean realized ten years ago that Cas wasn’t above breaking any rules, if it meant he’d get to touch Dean. 

Destiel always gets me bc dean thinks he’s gonna hurt everyone but he doesnt realize that cas is a glutton for pain. And well yeah dean hurts cas a lot but cas….. He wants it lmao. Dean’s love IS smothering, it’s like freakin smoke, pervasive and you can really choke on it. But that’s sort of what cas is looking for, something all consuming that he can commit his entire being to. Two guys who love codependence…. well dean doesnt like it per se, but c'est la vie

“Stay with me, sweetheart,” Dean said, “Move your hand.”

“W-Wha–” Cas breathed out.

“On the red thing,” Dean said, slowing his pace on Cas’s dick, “Jerk off the flower for me.”

Purely horny reasoning here. Dean really likes watching cas engage in sexual acts even if theyre not with him (see life skills by ilovehowyouletmefall). Dean has such complicated feelings towards sex. This flower thing is perfect to watch bc it’s like a dick so dean can see his own dick in cas’s hand but ALSO it’s a flower…. Delicate…. It can get really beat up if you’re too rough with it…. Having a gender moment…..

Cas immediately latched onto Dean’s neck, sucking and biting hard. Dean sharply inhaled, his heart hammering in his chest. He reached his hand further into Cas’s pants to cup his balls. Things were so tight, Dean wasn’t sure how he hadn’t busted his load yet. He moved his hand back to Cas’s dick and squeezed hard again. Cas moaned into his neck and bit at the at bend of Dean’s jaw, licking and sucking like his life depended on it. His hand still worked hard at the plant, bruising its red flesh. Dean didn’t think Cas would be able to reuse this particular bloom again. The ridges were crumpled and the whole thing was falling apart. Cas shook under Dean’s hands.

Dean likes to be KISSED and LATCHED onto…. Mommy moment….  And he likes that cas is fucking the flower up, losing control (this is a thing for me, i love when cas loses control with dean)

“Come on,” Dean whispered into Cas’s ear, nipping at the lobe, “I got you.”

Cas moaned Dean’s name. The sound was almost a sob, but Dean couldn’t see his face to be sure. Dean squeezed Cas’s dick harder, back to that same crushing pressure. Dean’s hand was starting to chafe, but he didn’t want to let go of Cas to get more gel, didn’t want to stop touching him, didn’t want to stop hearing him cry out and tremble. 

This is a thing for them both. Dean HAS cas. Like cas belongs to dean meaning dean is gonna take care of him and dean is gonna make sure that it’s gonna be okay even when things seem overwhelming.

Cas’s arms immediately wrapped Dean and he pressed their lips into a crushing kiss. Dean let him have his way, opening his mouth wide. He rubbed Cas’s back, up and down, up and down, all soft and shit. Every time it got intense, they always made sure to follow it up with the soft shit. Turned Cas into angelic pudding every time. 

It’s not “aftercare” (it is) but dean doesn’t know bdsm rules. They have never negotiated a kink onnce in their lives. They just know it feels nice to be sweet on each other. :)

Dinner was great, as it always was when Dean had any control over it. He made something for everyone, letting the pride wash over him as everyone smiled into their plates, getting up from the table with full bellies. Even though Sam always gave Dean shit for unbuckling his belt at dinner, Dean caught him doing the same fuckin’ shit. It was good.

Everybody helped clear the table, but somehow Sam and Dean got stuck doin’ dishes, Cas and Eileen making themselves conveniently scarce when the time came. Secretly, Dean was pretty okay with that. Reminded him of all the small and simple moments they used to have, between all the bullshit. 

Dean’s rose colored glasses on the past lmao. Also dean believes he knows what everyone wants and it only gets worse when he’s right.

“Yeah, but you tell her you were jerkin’ it with, Cas?”

“Dean!” Sam almost dropped the plate in his hands.

“Hey, I don’t have any problems with it!” Dean shrugged, biting the inside of his mouth to keep from laughing, “But maybe Eileen might not like you fondling some aka pooki plant with my man.”

Dean thinks it’s funny bc obviously sam knows the optics of the situation. If dean had walked in on cas giving sam a demonstration he would have no reacted so well imo. Ive written a smubble where sam and dean share cas, but that is something i think works best in a pre season 9 world.

“Now you’re being racist,” Sam said. “Oh, now I can’t call out my brother when he plays slippery pickle with a guy I’m fucking,” Dean said, rolling his eyes, “Because of woke.”

absolutely ridiculous of me but i love thinking about dean as a sort of modern archie bunker type character. he knows the whole thing is ridiculous here but he loves to push sam's buttons lol

[fyodior]

hello flora, m anon here. how are you doing?

the age play drabbles you wrote had me FROTHING AT THE MOUTH AAHAJVAOVNIOANVIOAVGIOAENGV M CLAPPING MY HANDS LIKE A JOLLY VICTORIAN CHILD. but anyways... it fit so well with mama!dazai i just COULDNT. STOP. DROOLING. OH. MY. GOODNESS.

not only would he have you refer to him as 'mama' in public, but i would NOT put it above him to start taking his role of mama a bit more... to heart.

like i can totally see him not really cooking(as we all know how hes too good for the kitchen) but maybe starting with something small... a glass of milk for you whenever youre down or about to head to bed.

of course, at first you give him a suspicious side eye. but;

"oh? why wouldn't i help mama's baby get ready for bed?"

he knows just how to make you flush and squeak with just those two little words. and so. you take the milk.

its good. warm. smooth. and obviously sends you to sleep with osamu in half the time it usually takes.

over the next weeks, the glasses transition into mugs, which turn into sippy cups that youre getting far too sleepy to fully poke fun at or question.

after all, its not just the milk hes pampering you with.

the handholding in public, the whispers to stay close to him, the cooing kisses on the couch...

theyre all enough to make you feel smaller and smaller and smaller. in the best way possible.

youre already lying in bed, tummy missing its favorite drink, when your brown-haired lover steps into the dimly-lit room with a jolly hum. after all, youre so cute when youre all wrapped up in your futon -- gnawing at the blankets whenever hes not around to coddle you.

"baby?"

"uuhn."

late at night, with only osamu and nothing else in the world to stir you back to rationality; everything feels so much softer. so much safer. so much easier.

"mama's got you your milk. it seems like you were just a bit too tired to come get it yourself, huh?"

your favorite edge of the futon blanket is getting soggier and stickier the more you absently chew.

"mm... sorry, mama."

"ah, ah, ah! wrong words, darling. what did mama teach you to say instead?"

the futon dips with the weight of your caretaker. your protector. your nurturer.

"thank you."

"thank you, what?"

your eyes flutter up to just barely catch ahold of his own chocolatey ones. twinkling in the darkness as the warmth of your bedtime drink approaches.

"thank you, mama."

lukewarm fingers wind their way through your hair. it reminds you of how he brushes it every morning. teasing and giggling at your stories of whatever dreams you had tat night. but always, always, always gentle.

"good baby. now, can you open wide for mommy?"

of course, your lips part with a wet sound. the futon corner now disregarded and lying soggy and cold.

"good baby."

a funny, soft, squishy material finds its way between your teeth's front rows. its not hard like the mugs your osamu used to give you. but also far easier to gnaw on than the sippy cups you were used to.

brown eyes locked onto every twitch of your face. eager ears perked for any little noises you would make. and of course, his grip was always gentle while holding your head up to drink.

"... mnh."

sweet, silky, and soothing hot milk pooled in your mouth as you began to suck. slowly, hesitant at first. but as the first few gulps went down, and as your mommy cooed a breathy; "there we go, baby..."

everything melted away.

sucking, gulping, and occasionally gnawing on the rubber nipple had become your new favorite drink. and you were sure he knew it too.

rustles of fabric rippled your mind languidly. the crickets outside were a melody in the back of your head. and as you just kept on nursing and drinking and whining for more whenever mommy's hands shifted just a bit -- you hardly even realized when the bottle was empty. with how glossy and laden your eyes had become after all, it was no surprise that you were still totally entranced.

"all done, baby?"

another whine fell from your lips. louder now, since the nub had slipped out of your mouth.

you wanted more.

shushes and hums circled overhead as the brunette fully crawled into bed with you, his lanky body just shy of being entirely laden atop yours.

"n-noo! gnooo...!"

but seeing as it didn't work, he opted for another way to make you stop crying.

warm lips pressed tenderly against yours.

pulses of electricity rippled through your entire head. your entire body. everything. it was so hot, like you were about to explode --

just as you were about to start whimpering again, a faintly familiar sensation tickled the bridge of your lips. once. twice.

"nnh."

and on the third time, they pushed through.

lukewarm hands were beginning to easily heat up under the sheer feverish heat of your head now. still forever entangled in your locks as his tongue swam greedily over the pliant pink of your own.

overwhelmed, overstimulated, and oblivious to everything else -- you fell limp. only whining and whimpering with the shuddering waves of fuzzy happiness mommy was giving you with every prod of his tongue.

at least you weren't crying anymore.

wasn't your mama the best?

i….. oh…. my GAAAWWDDDDDDDDDDD WHAT THE HELL !!!!! i’m like. on the floor over this holy SHIT

i LOVE the concept of him slowly warming you up to the idea of him babying you and taking on that mama role, because just shoving a bottle in your mouth wouldn’t have gone well. he had to be strategic about it which is SO dazai. starting with the glass to the mug to the sippy cup to finally the bottle is actually genius. also how he brushes your hair every morning is so sweet and gentle i AGGHHHHHH

the gnawing at the corner of the blanket…. falling into that little mindset like dazai taught you to do so as you so anxiously wait for mama’s return… PERFECT

of course you’re still lovers though, and osamu can’t keep himself from kissing you silly, especially when he sees you in such a fragile state so desperate for love and comfort. it’s just how mama shows his love!!!!

all of the dialogue in this literally had me on the floor this was so wonderful and perfect and delicious i need so much more of mama dazai he’s so … why is the concept of a man being referred to as mama/mommy so sexy i can’t understand but MMMMMMMMMM wow. THANK YOU!!!!!!

[nanami-is-nanamean]

for literal years (i have no sense of time, its honestly probably just half a year but i could be horrifically wrong—i blame covid for destroying it), i have had this... au. where i just. put nanami. in hsr.

like—instead of caelus or stella being the mc, nanami is and thats whats hes been doing all those years when he was away from sorcery. i do hc that he spent at least one year as a salaryman to get that signature "my soul has been sucked out by capitalism" look and "we should reform society to be better" mindset lmao

i imagine that like—the way it works is that everything happens roughly the same in the main story, its just the little minute differences that change kinda like how everyones playthru of hsr is slightly different because we chose diff dialogue options or whatever

so like—he goes thru belobog, goes thru the xianzhou, goes thru penacony, and then all the side quests, and thats when he decides to go back home (did i base it off my own hsr progress? haha... yeah. lmao)

i dont know who exactly he goes down back to earth with but i do have this one scene in my head where he meets up with himeko. and as much as i like the idea of him going down alone, i dont think the express is gonna let him lmao. best i can imagine is march and welt. welt because this is the most similar to his old home of hi3 (which i want to play so bad but alas i have a life), and march because she serves as a nice contrast to the low energies of nanami and welt AHAHA

i did consider benching her since shes been going to expeditions nonstop but like—the contrast gotta b there honey, thats what you call good writing and good character dynamic lmao. but yeah—he goes down, calls up gojo, and welt and march go off to fuck about.

i imagine that gojos fuckin stunned to see him after so many years because like—he was working a dead end job and then one day he fucking disappears. and it would scare gojo too since like, his entire thing is being able to see things, to percieve things, and as op as gojo is, im p sure he isnt able to see far enough to find nanami in the cold and dark depths of space. all he knows is—he was there, and then, his cursed energy disappears like a candle that went out. all he can assume is that he died or some curse users got to him. but if he died, a sorcerer of his caliber would produce a CRAZY curse spirit. and if curse users got to him, there would be some sort of trace or destruction left behind as a trail because nanami wont go that easy and if he did turn into a curse user, he would be able to pick up the curse energy residue.

so now here he is, back infront of him like some kind of disappearing act AND with some strange and crazy energy inside him. like a fucked up star or black hole or something. somethings obviously happened to him, and if the weird disappearance and reappearance or the weird-ass thing inside him didnt clue him in—he would rip out his own eyes. and he KNOWS that is this nanami because the Six Eyes never lie. (hehe kenjaku prison realm moment)

so now hes tasked with figuring out what the fuck happened to nanami and what the fuck that pulsing thing inside him is—but hes conflicted about it because jesus christ, it was just him and ieiri for so long and theyre both so desperate and so happy to see an old friend again and—and they don't know if they can disregard whatever the fuck happened to him and if hes a threat, because god they missed him so much (hehe geto moment)

MEANWHILE march and welt are snooping around and they find a curse, which they easily defeat obviously and welt has... a WEIRD feeling about these "curses". like hes experienced facing this kind of energy before... so they go curse hunting a little bit more and holy shit. thats when welt realizes.

the reason why the curses and curse energy is so familiar is because he REALLY DID face this sort of energy before—and he faced that energy in the form of rAIDEN MEI WHEN SHE WAS WAVING AROUND HER NIHILITY ABILITIES. so now the express HAS to start meddling because the fucking NIHILITY is HERE and this world has been drowning in the powers of the nihility for actual fucking CENTURIES and at this point, and its going to be too goddamn predictable if theres a fucking stellaron causing it. (there isnt but theyre so used to it at this point lmao)

so yeah! thats my setup for an hsr x jjk crossover lmao

oh yeah its totes nanago AHAHHAHAHA—its implied but idk if it got thru KJHDFJLGkHSLK

[crayzdyaln]

HEEEYYY!! i love your ocs alot and your art style aswell. I was wondering what theyr opinions would be to my oc. Please and thank you!!💖

AAAHH!!! hello!!! thank you sm! I love your ocs too, i’ve always thought they were unique. I’m just gonna do this like my other oc interaction posts… so mainly Rudy and Marcus, just because i don’t think Vohn would see them often enough.. ANYWAY!!

REBECCA:

I think Marcus’ opinion on Rebecca would be an alright one, not even just including the fact that she is a prefect—and prefects don’t typically bother him. He doesn’t do anything to provoke them, so it’s not like they have a reason to maul him anyway. But, unlike some other prefects, he’d like her way of prioritizing the nerds—He definitely sees that as an advantage from the jocks. If he wasn’t a nerd, he’d be intimidated by her, for sure.

For RUDYS, opinion on Rebecca, it’d be the complete opposite. I think their first time meeting would just be him trying to act like an angel infront of her—trying to suck up to her along with the other prefects, usually to gain some sympathy points for his own use. But, after coming to the conclusion that she has a clear prejudice towards the jocks—those few sympathy points would be hard to achieve.

I think Rebecca would be an obstacle for him—like he has been so used to doing whatever he wants around campus with the go-ahead from other prefects, that with her it’s like a complete 180. I feel like most of their interactions would be her getting on his ass about something, maybe sending him to the office—and Rudy grumbling like some brooding teenager. It would probably hurt his carefully built ego.

MALLORY:

Marcus and Mallory’s interactions would be a little tense, maybe to an outsider perspective— but, personally, i don’t know if Marcus would be inherently “afraid” of her. Would he think she’s off-putting? for sure. Though, he prefers her silence over the bitching of other students, so he could ignore her outwardly creepy aspects. He’d listen in to the rumors about her, maybe occasionally join in on a few conversations—but, in the end, she doesn’t bother him, so why should he care?

I think they could sit in silence together. He’d just be reading a book while she stares of into space— LMAO.

On the other hand, Rudy would be avoidant of her. Like i’ve said before, he’s NAIVE, if the rumors about her ever surfaced to him, he’d ABSOLUTELY believe them. Like, “Oh, so what is she, like—like some sorta murderer or… something?”

I mean, he’s surrounded by a bunch of gossipy people, it’s only in his nature to believe it. So, back to my point, i think he’d try to stay as far away from her as he can. While Marcus doesn’t seem to think it’s a big deal, Rudy is the opposite. But, something in me says that he would try to make some SORT of bond between them, just like with the prefects—he does it to make sure they have a good perception of him, so he won’t get his ass beat. If he was ever around her, he’d just try to act like he’s not completely scared—lmao.

[a-court-of-moonlight-and-ire]

What is UP moonlight and ire nation, Im being tormented by intrusive thoughts rn, so I have decided to read a chapter of A Court of Mist and Fury and hope they stop when Im done with this. Last time on the Flames and Darkness Liveblog we had Lucien finally finding Feyre and Feyre being needlessly cruel to him until he left again. also, Feyre used her Tamlin-powers to shapeshift herself a pair of wings and I think that was pretty much it, I feel like not a lot happens in these chapters tbh. And yet I always have so much to say to say about them... Whatever, lets get into this

Chapter 48

Is Feyre smelling the other people at this inn having sex? what kinda smells and noises is she talking about

Theyre in a village that consists of just the inn theyre staying at, a tailor, a grocery store and a brothel? I mean presumably theres actual houses there too but that doest seem right. Also, if its as in-the-middle-of-nowhere as Feyre claims, where the hell are they getting groceries and what kind of groceries are they selling

of course theres only ONE BED and its soooooo small oh noooo do you guys think theyre gonna have sex or what

Oh and of course Feyre cant demand that Rhysand sleep on the floor because its too small to even do that theyre gonna have the wildest sex, and by wildest sex I mean theyre both gonna squeeze each other into the bed under the comically small ceiling of this broomcloset of a room and lay on top of each other without moving like a sandwhch made out of just faemeat

I feel like a cape thats cut to fit around these bigass illyrian wings would lose a lot of its functionality tbh, unless it was like, a wrapping for the wings to protect them from the cold, but I dont think thats the case with Rhysand's cape, i think it either just has holes or is some kind of weird shape, but I feel like if your in these harsh winter winds, having a cape fluttering around your wings would be pretty distracting considering how sensitive supposedly they are

WAIT. do we count this cape as a new Rhys-outfit or do we not. Im on the fence because on one hand, he's just wearing it with his usual illyrian leathers and its really just an accessoire, like I wouldnt count what he wore in the CoN as a new outfit just because he wore a crown with his black tunic, but on the other hand, I feel like a cape can really drastically alter the look of an outfit in a way most other acessoires cant. let me know what you think

of COURSE feyre would call the hypothetical painting she would make of Rhysand 'Death on Fast Wings' im gonna commit a crime

'"I love it when you look at me like that. [...] Like there's no reason to run away from my power. Like you're looking at me."' Does this imply that Rhysand identifies with the descriptor 'death on fast wings' because idk that seems weird. then again, he is a weirdo

Rhysand's pronouns are death/incarnate <- thought that popped into my head while I was writing the previous bullet point

By far the worst part about this book are all the sections where Feyre will just suck Rhysand off for a paragraph, she would not fucking say that

'"No, [you weren't afraid of me]. You were nervous, but you weren't afraid. I've felt pure fear often enough that I know the difference. Maybe that's why I couldn't leave you alone."' god, rhysand is such a creepy little freak. and not the good kind either

Feyre is being all like "oh, sure, the bed isnt small but we couldnt possibly both sleep in it without completely getting into each other's personal space, especially with his wings" girl??? tell him to put those thangs away???

god this paragraph is so annoying 'Fae-men were possessive, dominant and arrogant but the men of the Spring Court had a certain disregard [for my wishes] laying beneath the the surface' my brother in christ you have been in two and a half (2 1/2) courts and you know seven (7) fae-men personally

Also, this part where Feyre is like "if I was wasting away and Rhysand just stood by without doing anything about it, Cassian and Azriel would've gotten involved and given him a piece of their minds" is so funny knowing whats gonna happen in acosf, like no they fucking wouldnt! what are you talking about!

Oh man it just occurred to me. this is the chapter where Feyre finds out theyre mates isnt it. Or like, this part whre theyre at this inn is when she finds out, Im pretty sure itll last for multiple chapters

"[Rhysand] saw right through Ianthe the moment he met her." yeah because she broke into his bedroom and sexually harassed him and just outright told him that she wanted to have his children for the sake of power ?? I would hope he would see through that

I feel like theres been this pattern in this book of Feyre only being able to compliment Rhys in contrast with Tamlin and its very strange because you would think that after speedrunning their relationship development and spending about 500 pages worth of time with him, she would be able to point out some of his positives without immediately connecting them to her ex's negatives, but I guess thats too much to ask of this ROMANCE

Like, I forgot if this was something Feyre already said or if this is still coming up but I know theres a point in this book where she's like "I think I just loved Tamlin pre-UTM because I was so broken and traumatized from my shitty homelife that I fell for the first person to show me some kindness" and that is not how their relationship felt in ACOTAR at all atleast in my opinion, but that definitely is how Feysand feels in this book

I really hate it when male characters are described as having "hard muscles" it sounds so unpleasant. im saying this primarily as someone who likes to read about characters cuddling and prefers it when theyre soft for that, but even if we're just talking smut, does having sex with a "hard" guy sound pleasant to you? or, well. you know what i mean

!! NEW RHYS-OUTFIT DROPPED !! hes wearing wide thin pants (even though theyre sleeping in an ice cold broom closet) and a tight cotton shirt, both of unspecified color

Oh yeah, Rhysand is just sooooooo powerful you guys, he needs to constantly use his magic otherwise itll just take him over and turn him into the joker

'Everyone at his Court had a use, some kind of great ability. And here I was, a strange, unpredictable hybrid that was more trouble than it's worth.' girl you are literally fae jesus what the hell are you talking about

Maybe Im just in a bad mood but this part where Rhys n Feyre are telling each other about how they would tear the world apart if they were ever forcefully seperated is so deeply annoying to me

Im not gonna translate the shit Rhysand just said to Feyre, tldr he thinks shes hot and wants to fuck her but the room is too small for that woe is him, and ughhhh. Im struggling to explain this in a way that doesnt make me sound puritanical, but something about the horniness of their relationship makes it feel really gross to me, its not just the fact that this relationship is horny because I can very much enjoy a horny fictional relationship sometimes, but the horny relationships that I usually enjoy are like, warm and pleasant from the eroticism of it all, Feysand is just kinda gross and sticky to me

Feyre's negative self-talk in regards to her feelings for Rhysand and Tamlin feels so forced, like cmon man, you keep talking about how much Tamlin sucks ass and how much better Rhys is for you how are you still experiencing any kind of inner conflict about this

Also, Feyre talking about how she was constantly thinking about Rhysand even before she left the spring court is just, a lie. does SJM not expect her readers to remember anything

Now theyre spooning and Feyre is stroking his wings and Rhysand is humping her and its like, this isnt sexy to me this is just kinda weird

bro how come Ive never seen anyone talk about Rhysand being like "I love your boobs so much, oh, you dont even know how much I love them" thats so funny

The rest of this chapter was just Rhysand fingering Feyre and honestly, it wasnt too bad, with the extreme proximity and him warming her up I can see why some people would find it hot but idk. its still a sjm smut scene and its german which makes it pretty unpleasant for me

[skuntank]

a non-comprehensive list of notable individuals that rika has had some sort of Situation(tm) with, or at the very least, potential outcomes i can think of with the majority of other league members (so very likely not all of these happen in the same universe):

erika. was surprisingly less hurt over rika's dine-and-dash approach than one might expect. but i mean. she has like ten girlfriends who just hang out around her gym. she's fine. tbh she probably forgot rika's name fairly quickly after the whole ordeal

whitney. probably one of the worst outcomes. up there with malva just in terms of nuclear emotional meltdown. thank god whitney doesnt have the kind of social influence malva does. rika lives in her head rent free, to the point where rika has to change their phone number every so often bc whitney's figured out whatever new one they have and spam texts them.

clair. they had intent, but didnt actually end up doing anything because both of them wanted to be Dominant and couldn't find a compromise they could agree on. rika finds her fairly intimidating. (despite seeing rika as a switch, theyre not gonna be submissive to anyone but geeta imo)

roxanne. roxanne is still mad at herself for falling for those charms. so so so mad. and shes even more upset with herself that she knows shed let rika get away with it again. wants to put her foot down and block rika's number but can't bring herself to do it.

winona. sees rika as a skeezebag. can acknowledge that rika is objectively charming and very conventionally attractive, but more than anything finds them kind of annoying and gets more enjoyment out of ignoring them and putting off vibes that theyre nothing special. ultimately doesnt put any energy into any interactions but its a bonus if she can tell her indifference is chipping away at that ego a bit.

roark. imo roark is a trans man and they hooked up before he cracked his egg. at the time, rika being a dipshit skeezebag hurt, but he got over it pretty quick.

candice. one of the few people where rika realized that they actually felt some emotions and ended up having a bit of a crisis about it. in another life, i think they'd actually be a fairly interesting ship, tbh. they remain on good terms, and there is definitely some sort of tension between them that scrambles rika's brain a bit.

elesa and skyla. both of them were only willing to go for it if their girlfriend could be involved too. tbh im far more interested in a potential friendship between the three of them, i think the three of them hanging out would be delightfully annoying.

roxie. has the hots for rika so bad that its funny. cant be in the same room as them at league meetings bc she gets way too worked up and flustered and it turns into aggression. theyve never done anything and tbh rika is fine with that bc its almost more fun just to know what kind of hold they have on roxie's brain

viola. similar to roxanne. i think if she and roxanne were to ever have the opportunity to commiserate over how much rika sucks, theyd end up being a pretty good support system for one another and finally be able to give rika the boot.

bea. was much much much more emotionally wrecked than you might expect and swore off dating for several months after the fact. could benefit a lot from the roxanne and viola support group.

katy. i feel like she and rika have a long and rocky history together. katy got strung along by rika for far too long and still bears the emotional scars, but has become a much more self assured person for it. highly resents in general being seen as a pushover, and rika only makes this worse. i feel like youd have to work pretty hard to get on katy's bad side, and rika is right there at the top of her shitlist.

phoebe. straight up cursed rika once rika tried to pull their usual shit. rika had to beg and grovel for forgiveness for a good long time.

malva. haha. god

diantha. im so on the fence about this one. i can see diantha thinking rika might be a fun romp, but i can also just as easily see her 1000% seeing them as a skeezebag. regardless, diantha has slapped them across the face.

[rivalhughs]

I like hearing about your verse's Leon and Hop awhile back!! Do you have anything about their family dynamic? Or their teams? :)

MY LOVES oh i adore leon and hop theyre so . blorbo from my game... the sillies...... (special luv to all the 3 swsh rivals + their family issues ngl . very important and special to me.)

ramble ahead... :) (cws for mentions of parental death, big financial difficulty, and leon's mental health being absolute shit, & rose being a twat)

SOOOOOOO . the malik brothers

first and foremost Very Important. they're pakistani-british. this is just me projecting bc the area of north england that i'm from there's a lot of pakistani communities <3

their ma's name is Sana & their pa's name is Farhad

originally born in hulbury, the family moved to postwick when leon was ~10 and hop ~5 to be with Sana's parents after pa passed away suddenly (rapid decline after a cancer diagnosis :( ) leon is trans; hop is he/they nonbinary (but doesnt crack his egg til partway thru his gym challenge)

they had it quite rough for a while after farhad's passing. sana was struggling to find a job due to her lingering grief, and while her parents did everything they could to keep food on the table, it was incredibly tough.

one day, while staying out far past his curfew, leon met sonia & her grandma magnolia gifted him his charmander! he calls her charlene because he's very creative <3

he gets in trouble with his ma for staying out late, but she's very quickly enamoured with the charmander so he's not in that much trouble...

leon quickly develops a talent for pokemon battles, wiping the floor with even adult trainers when he enters a for-fun battling tournament in a local park, intended for casual trainers.

(un)fortunately for him, one certain chairman rose happened to be watching. and seeing how leon's talent was not only incredible, but also just in its infancy, he instantly recognised someone who he could have as a star. his star.

he becomes a mentor figure to leon, rose is an accomplished battler after all, and even sponsors him to join the league! leon... honestly would much rather keep his battling and pokemon training to just be a hobby, but... well, his family need money. and he loves his family. so of course he accepts, and battles his way to the top, all the way above the poverty line and into upper-middle-class life. all by the time he's twelve. he hasn't even properly started secondary school; he's missed basically his entire first year to the league and promotional events, acting as Galar's newest rising star.

he's upset. he's lonely. his friendships feel forced and strained. he misses his family, he misses his hobbies. he's camera shy and doesnt like all the questions people ask him, as if he's a prop, as if he's an actor, as if he's not even a kid anymore.

but it's worth it, right? his family are doing better financially- great, even! they've moved out of that crummy, damp filled (cozy. it sucks, but he misses it. misses what it represented. family. being close.) little cottage, and moved into a huge, three storey house in the nicest part of postwick! he can afford to get his family extravagant gifts whenever he wants- even though technically rose manages his finances, but rose lets him do whatever he wants with it. it's his money, after all.

it's fine. his family are happy. they're comfortable. his ma or grandparents no longer have to skip on meals for him and hop to eat. they could afford to have a three course meal for every mealtime if they wanted. it's fine. he's fine. he can do this. he loves his family.

he loves them. he wishes he could tell them, but it's so hard to find time to go home anymore. every magazine, every tabloid, every news program and newspaper and website and every single person wants an interview and a thousand photographs. he's signing autographs for hours, replying to letters by hand so much his wrist aches. he wants to go home, but he needs to stay where the work is, where the money is. he's thirteen, he loves his family. he's fine. he's eighteen and he loves his family. and he's fine. he's twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two... he loves his family. he's still not processed his father's death properly; busywork drowns him and his whole body aches, and he hates battling these days, everything's all so fake, so scripted, he's always advertising something or other, something he doesn't care for, but he's fine. he's getting paid. his family is comfortable. they're fine, so he is, too.

hop doesn't really remember much from before leon became champion. he remembers a bit of hulbury, of course- that's where he met vic, after all- but... not much else. grief and poverty wound together for those couple of years, and thesedays, it's almost completely repressed. almost.

he misses his brother, but loves when he comes to visit- or when hop can go and visit him, down in wyndon. he can tell something's not quite right with leon, his smiles are always a little too wide, his eyes always so tired, he drops thoughts mid-sentence and stares off into nothingness too much... but lee never tells him what's wrong. eventually, hop stops asking, frustrated, feeling like leon doesn't trust him, or thinks he's too little, but he still tries to cheer him up.

hop's first pokemon is his wooloo, whistle. whistle is a little knowitall. he and charlene have a faux-rivalry, since charlene also loves to dote on hop, and whistle is like "Umm Ex-Cuuuse me, lady, this is My boy. fuck off." and charlene is like "dude ur a tiny sheep. u dont even have hands to ruffle his hair. pathetic." they're friends, really, when it comes down to it, but most of the time they are having beef over completely inconsequential things. hop thinks its incredibly funny. hop caught him on accident one day. vic- who already had a pokemon- had come by for a sleepover, and was showing hop how pokeballs work. hop was looking at one, and dropped it. it rolled down the hill, got boosted off a small rock, and hit whistle, who had been snoozing. insane.

hop loves his family just as fiercely as leon does. but because hes the youngest, because they're all adults, and he's not... he feels like they never take him seriously.

it's difficult. it's weird. they miss each other, but there's a rift there. battles, grief, naivete, fears said and silent... they'll cross it someday, but it's clear that something needs to change.

maybe one day, it will. and things will start to get better.

as for their teams:

leon:

charlene | charizard, f, she/her | leon's ace. can mega evolve, but they choose to gigantamax her bc of Branding. tough-love kinda gal, rough and tumble, loves to train herself, often wrestles lee's other pokemon for funsies. teases hop's pokemon affectionately. uchi villager kinda girl

holly | haxorus, f, she/her | first pokemon leon caught after setting out on his gym challenge. holly is camera shy, like leon, but loves to battle. she doesnt really like her role as a champion's pokemon, but leon is her best friend, so she sticks it out for him. she's very kind.

link | aegislash, m, he/it | yes named after link from LOZ. nobody tell shinon. gluttonous beast, please stop eating the automatic doors of rose tower. tough and reliable, but can easily be persuaded with snacks. sometimes, anyway. won't take anything from rose. rose's number 1 hater.

oceana | rhyperior, f, she/her | named after her favourite sweet treat- rock-stick candy from the beach :) . she's another shy one, and very much looks up to charlene. despite being shy, she can be quite argumentative, and butts heads with link a lot.

cinnamon | dragapult, m, he/him | weirdo who comes and goes as he pleases. he's a freak he's a weirdo what the hell is he doing here (on this mortal plane) he doesnt belong here (hes a ghost of a dragon that lived millions of years ago) . anyway. cinnamon is an edgelord loner who literally will steal leon's phone to listen to emo music. what a legend.

tango | rillaboom, f, she/her | super upbeat and happy-go-lucky. tango is the baby of the team, quite literally only having become a part of it in the last couple of years, after leon's previous 6th team member (a rapidash named Prince) had to retire from professional battling due to an injury. tango is very sweet and genuine, but her high energy does sometimes irritate the quieter members of the team. her bestie is cinnamon though. they listen to linkin park together :)

and for hop! darling hopscotch <3

whistle | dubwool, m, he/him | hop's ace. knowitall little man. this wooloo is a hater and he loves to be a hater <3 . he will chat shit about anyone who even looks at hop funny. watch out bede. def hop's number one, his best friend forever. so his confidence is knocked when hop's is, and when hop boxes him after the bede confrontation. is angry with hop for a long while after that, doesnt listen to him in battle, even when hop returns him to his team. it's not until the eternatus incident that whistle forgives him.

severn | inteleon, m, he/they | chatty and fun. severn likes to make sure everyone is included in things :) . he's very sweet and reliable, the unofficial leader of hop's team. very well respected and level-headed, even if he's not the best battler.

citrus | pincurchin, f, she/her | mysterious. quiet. oddly powerful. very chill, good listener. offers her teammates insanely good advice. why is this spiky blob so wise? who knows.

bex | cramorant, f, she/her | unlike most cramorant, who rarely have a thought in their heads, bex is ridiculously intelligent. like. scarily intelligent. this bird can do calculus. she's a little bit stuck up, which is funny, and sometimes her teammates (just whistle. who is jealous) find her to be annoying. but she is also patient and good at explaining things. she and severn like to come up with battling strategies together

teacup | snorlax, m, he/him | sleeby.... very reliable and gentle. likes to tuck his teammates in at night, hop included. makes sure they all rest well.

lingcod | corviknight, m, he/him | yes, named after the fish. this is the mon hop has had the most trouble with. lingcod was a rescue from a trainer who sucked BAD. lingcod was raised with a need to be unnecessarily aggressive, and to be strong above all else. he lashes out a lot at first, and is generally disliked by a lot of the team. he doesnt trust any of them, but hop slowly earns his trust by simply not giving up on him. eventually, lingcod learns to relax and settles in with the team. he likes teacup the best. they're snoozing buddies. hes still anxious and bitey, and doesnt like new people, but he's slowly doing a lot better, bit by bit :)

tldr i love u malik brothers ;w;

[xuanhttps]

WAIT U WRITE CHAR X CHAR FOR PJSK IF ITS OK PRETTY PLEWSE TSUKASA NENE GAMING DATE 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

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— https.note ;; I LOVE NENEKASA SMMM THEYRE MY EVERYTHINGS also sorry this is kinda short i wrote this at 5am

— https.warning ;; none! just fluffy couplecstuff. also this isnt proofread i never proofread stuff im not a NERD! /lh

sounds of buttons being mashed at aggressively accompanied by shooting was a common occurrence in nene kusanagi's room, everyone knew that. some could even call it an addiction, which wouldnt be too far off. yet, what wasn't a common occurrence.. was multiplayer.

"w--wah! dear co-star, it killed me!" the blonde shouted out, dropping his controller onto the carpet as he pointed at the screen in an over exaggerated manner. "..tsukasa, you just need to press respawn. we're playing minecraft." nene pointed out, sounding unamused. although she wished to be more expressive, she just.. couldnt.

it was no matter though. the contrasting duo found themselves drifting away. even if it sounds silly, the clicking sounds on their controllers were.. oddly calming. nene's head leaned onto tsukasa's shoulder, yet, she wasnt actually sleepy atall.

" . . hey, 'kasa?" nene mumbled, looking up to the future star next to her. "yes, my co star?"

. .

a pause of silence. almost deafening.

" . . lets do this more often." she smiled, feeling tsukasa's arm around her shoulder. it was far from calm, yet, that was just part of the charm.

— hcs !!

︎︎♡ ,, nene and tsukasa often have gaming dates because nene doesnt have the social battery for big events n whatnot

︎︎♡ ,, that being said, whenever they do go out somewhere crowded like a festival, tsukasa refuses to leave nene's side even for a second. he brings along a backpack full of anything that can help out when nene's overwhelmed. headphones, squishy keychains, her favourite snacks, etc.. whatever works.

︎︎♡ ,, they r so majestic showstopping woman x some guy coded

︎︎♡ ,, nene acts uninterested in alot of tsukasa's show stuff in public. but, whenever theyre alone nene likes having him acting while she plays shooting games. something about his presence just.. helps.

︎︎♡ ,, theyre t4t i dont make the rules (i love trans hcs so much idc idc idc i love hearing headcanons u guys can tell me ur hcs and i will eat it UP!!!)

hi, anon n readers!! so sorry this kinda sucked <\3 i couldnt make it longer since school keeps pulling on mg right testicle but i promise ill write more along tje way ❤️❤️❤️❤️ also sorry if my portrayal of tsukasa is kinda off, im not good with his char atm since i dont normallt write chars lke him, but im working on it 🙏

[astarionass]

ive been meaning to talk about my warden, iveani ashavise mahariel.

my darling, my love, the light of my life, the start of my love for the da universe. specifically, i wanna talk about how her fight with the archdemon went down. lots of canon divergence and bending canon under the cut!

so, as far as the actual game dynamic went? my game glitched. Hard. it freaked out and cut all three of my party members from me so i had to fight the archdemon alone, and it became my canon because i was not throwing away my two and a half grueling hours fighting that stupid dragon for nothing. alistair did the ritual with morrigan, so iveani got to live. its fine. its all FINE (narrator voice: it was not, in fact, fine!)

..

now, for how it actually happened? iveani is 27 when the dragon fight happens. she’s engaged to zevran, she thinks she has a good ass life ahead of her, the old god baby ritual is done well in advance of the final fight, but alistair and morrigan both accidentally forgot to inform iveani that it was done and successful. iveani doesnt know, right?

her and alistair had a huge fight about it. iveani reasoned that if no one had to die and everyone got to live and go home happy and alistair didnt even have to interact with the kid what was the fucking harm right? (iveani absolutely feels guilty after the fight, but at the time she was more concerned about making sure everyone got to go home). but because tensions were high, no one was communicating with each other

a few days before the final fight, iveani was sitting watch one night, near delirious from insane amounts of stress and lack of sleep, watching the camp. it was a rare moment where everyone else was finally sleeping peacefully for once, and she heard it.

the calling.

she panicked, silently of course, because surely she was not about to die right before she had a chance to live. right? she had at least 30 years, theres a lot you can do in 30 years! she wants to marry zevran! she was set to be bonded to tamlen, and that turned out horribly, and now shes gunna be taken from zevran too?

she kinda turned it over in her head for a few hours deciding what to do with this information. she eventually decided, you know what? fuck it. if im going down im going down swinging. she gathered up her gear, and left camp. she left her dog to watch over her companions, left no note, and bailed. she was letting the calling lead her to where she needed it to, and decided that alistair would likely be not far behind her and he was more likely to explain what was going on. she left no note, no explanation, she gazed one last time at zevrans peaceful face as he slept, mentally said her apologies, and walked into the night expecting to be dead in a few days time.

she could not of been more wrong.

see, iveani was not actually experiencing the calling. her extreme levels of stress and sleep deprivation paired with the trauma she’s suffered as the leader of this whole shebang manifested as hallucinations. as a sufferer of ptsd induced hallucinations, it sucks! iveani is not thinking clearly though, how can she? she thinks she’s dying.

eventually, as luck would have it, her instincts lead her to the archdemon’s lair. at this point, the final battle area of the game is being absolutely swarmed with darkspawn. whatever amount there is in the game, double that. its bad. its nasty. everyone is fighting to stay alive, and theyre all swarmed so no one has time to go look for iveani. they just have to hope and pray she’s okay and isn’t dead somewhere

(shes going to wish she was dead by the end of this)

iveani spends several grueling hours whittling down that archdemon. just herself, her blades, some poisons, and pure adrenaline fueled savagery. as soon as she strikes the final blow, she expects to feel the sensation of death wash over her. it doesnt

(meanwhile, darkspawn start breaking off at the battle site, and it clicks to everyone there that the archdemon has to be dead, and somehow, miraculously, somewhere iveani is alive. that reinvigorated the team and they all doubled down on clearing out darkspawn as fast as they could so zevran could start to go searching for her)

iveani is kinda flabbergasted. she’s made her peace with death, and shes still here? in her delirium, she briefly makes the connection that alistair and morrigan mustve completed the ritual. thats the only explanation she has.

she sits in shock for several more hours after the fact. she doesnt know how long she’s been down here (days). shes confused, tired, and exhausted. she passes out, severely injured, and eventually wakes up an unknown amount of time later to make her way home

halfway through the deep roads on her journey back to the surface, she encounters her party. zevran is at the lead, manic with stress and pure desire to just find her (alive, he tells himself, potentially foolishly), and he has alistair, morrigan, wynne, and leliana with him. alistair, to leas the way, and morrigan and leliana and theyre her best friends, and wynne because no one knows what state she’ll be in when they find her and having a healer readily available is the best bet. iveani thinks she’s hallucinating again, until the full weight of zevran slams into her as he’s babbling near incoherent in antivan as hes constricting her to his chest. hes elated, iveani is confused, and the other four are staring horrified at the state of her

she looks like shes been chewed up and spat out and then stomped on. she looks awful. alistair has to pry zevran off of iveani so wynne can tend to her. the minute wynne starts doing her thing, iveani collapses unconscious. zevran freaks, wynne assures him that honestly its best if iveani is asleep for this. zevran stubbornly carries iveani back to the surface even though alistair has more of the bulk suited for this. its slow going because of this

iveani sleeps for several days, monitored by wynne and morrigan both, and its during this time that they all learn iveani is pregnant. is her pregnancy surviving any of that viable? no! absolutely not! but this is my story and plot armor and all that. that baby eventually grows up to become gilraen, who is rook, leader of the veilguard.

when iveani does come to, its to zevran tenderly rewrapping one of the more severe wounds, and he rips into iveani for what she did, but hes blubbering the whole time and switching back and forth between trade and antivan so iveani is confused (and making a mental note to learn antivan)

iveani is then given the rundown of her injuries, healing process, update on battle and loss count, etc, and then is dropped the bomb that she is pregnant. iveani is horrified. she would not of been as stupidly risky as she was if she had known (or so she likes to think).

iveani is tired. shes beaten and battered down mentally, and couldnt believe she was fighting a war for shemlen that she didnt have a choice in fighting, let alone LEADING. with leliana’s help, she’s able to go incognito. to the public, its made aware that the hero of fereldan died in a freak accident, and zevran also goes dark after his talon murdering spree in awakenings. both of them settle down in orlais (which goes over Real well during the ventori take over of wardens in orlais)

iveani gets to live happily with her family, but history will remember the hero of fereldan as being a dead elf. she prefers it this way

and thats the story of how one dalish elf singlehandedly ended the fifth blight. history books will never get the story right, but shes okay with that. she gets to be a normal person in thedas again, what the shemlen paint her as is now none of her concern

[pumpkinsy0]

idk how to describe this post, but just describing characters psyche lol

darry,dally, and tim- they have little to no genuine support system and have to harbor everything they go through pretty much alone and bottle shit up cause growing up quickly sucks

tim- his parents werent rlly parents, so he had to emotionally mature fast and understand what they did wrong in life and in having kids so that he could better take care of angela and curly, he learns quickly that looking out for ur own blood can save ur skin more than yknow it, his parents arent around rlly anymore and he doesnt exactly know where they run off to even if they come back home for a few days but he knows theyll never learn that

angela- she canonically had a break down about her life being actual dogshit and bryon says that in the morning she’ll go back to her own stone cold strong self cause thats just the way she is, that's just the way she's learned to go through life

literally every singular one of the characters LMAOOO- its self explanatory HOWEVER i will highlight darry here

curly- faces a shit ton of oppression (even if u dont agree w him being queer hes still black to me but if u dont see him as black hes still a poc and a greaser) so hes just learned to do whatever he wants bc no matter what he does hes always gonna b judged so y not live life to the fullest and in a way that makes him happy, he’ll still be shunned, but at least he’ll be happy

tim- i cant properly find the words to explain it, but someone needs to check up on this nigga fr, a good portion of the neighborhood is religious, especially the older ppl yet they always judge him for one thing and another, nobody is rlly genuinely hoping (or in this case praying) he gets better

curly- shameless reminder that i ship purly, so I thought about curly saying this to pony for a sec cause i think cures that type guy to just explore the world any way he wants and he'll do anything to get someone to join him in on it

this is also for very obvious reason two bit, soda and if u squint, steve

darry- he cares for pony sm it comes off to pony that he doesnt care at all, pony needs his space to breathe and darry doesnt wanna let em go

the shepards but most particularly angela- for some reason she held her parents in a high light cause unlike some kids in the neighborhood they had them both, curly and tim knew this wasn't rlly the case very quickly and as angela grew up, bit by bit she knew what they meant and would lay or even cry in bed over it

TAKE AWAY THAT THESE R COUSINS PLS ONLY PAY ATTENTION TO THE WORDS THATS WHAT IM TRYNNA HIGHLIGHT HERE IM BEGGING U

purly- either way u chose who's who the other has always felt like they weighted other ppl down (for ponys case) or like theyre just to far gone to be helped (for curlys case), they still love each others company because they see the other as being worth it/deserving of it

however if u dont ship purly or can't get over em being cousins this is literally darry and pony or johnny and pony for like the same exact reason

[lorillee]

SO. LETS TALK KIWAMI 2

definitely my least favorite entry so far but ive only played 0 and k1&2 so remains to be seen if this will change.

like ok to be honest the actual biggest issue i have here is the romance subplot. but we'll get into it in a minute.

actually let me just take this opportunity to talk about my thoughts and feelings on sayama

as a character i lean on the positive side of neutral - im not like crazy about her but i do like her. honestly the biggest issue is that her involvement in the story is largely overshadowed by the dreadful looming romantic subplot she has going on with kiryu which automatically pisses me off so its kind of a struggle . but this is neither here nor there. well it is actually kind of here but whatever

^so like again its really on the writing of the story and her portrayal as opposed to her as a character. an additional complaint i have with this is a pretty classic attempt at feminism blunder where the story is trying to tell you that this female character is super hashtag epic and badass because she climbed her way through the male dominated ranks and has all these accomplishments yada yada yada But when it actually comes time to do anything on screen shes basiaclly always getting slapped around and kiryu has to descend from heaven to act as her savior and bodyguard and its like ok sorry but this is stupid. Cant she do her job on her own

like the story wants to say theyre on some sort of an equal footing but in actuality this is not super well supported by Well the events taking place on screen. like people tell her that its not her place to be in the police or be involved in yakuza affairs because shes a woman and then theyre justified for it and its kind of unclear to me whether this is what the story wants to say or if its what the story is accidentally saying. but it annoys me

ok well since we're on the topic of things that irritated me about the handling of sayama Lets Talk About Romance.

THE ROMANCE PLOT WAS STUPID? AND IT SUCKED?

but seriously it was just bad. like i know i made that post but it literally did not add anything to the story. there was literally not a single thing gained or improved or actaully important that happened as a result of this stupid romance plot. like its like whoever was in charge of this script was like Wait this cop lady..... Well....... Shes a lady................. And you know what that means 😏 . or something equally idiotic.

and so it kind of really annoys me that half of sayama's plot gets co-opted by the setup and deeply poor execution of this dumb romance that only goes to take the focus away from the actually compelling and interesting part of her character. like what was the point of this genuinely speaking. AND THEY DONT EVEN HAVE CHEMISTRY?????????

like there is legitimately not a single thing on planet earth that even begins to interest or compel me about kiryu and sayama as a couple, and frankly not all that much as a purely platonic duo. WHO GAFFFFFFFF

but whatever. actually it honestly makes me annoyed that we spent so much time attempting to develop this relationship and how insanely uncompelled i am by it like we got probably 4 or 5 minutes of interaction between ryuji and sayama and that was 100000000% more interesting than anything kiryu and sayama could possibly even hope to bring to the table after interacting for the vast majority of this game.

WHATEVER! anyways i didnt actually gaf about ryuji until like those 4 or 5 minutes he spent interacting with sayama but i have to say i am kind of invested now. COULDNT WE HAVE SPENT ALL THAT TIME ON DEVELOPING MISERY SIBLINGS INSTEAD???? TCH!

ok whatever. anwyays going back to the usual complaints wrt romance its insane how romantic relationships are aaaaaaalways placed in importance above all else like the scene at the end where theyre like "LOLLLLL guess we kind of screwed haruka over" when they think theyre gonna be blown up by the bomb PISSED ME OFF SO BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD LIKE WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT. I HATE EVERYTHING!??!?!?!?!?????????????????!?!?! Like she literally doesnt have anything or anybody else in this world and ur telling me u were ready to get blown up by a bomb so u could sit there and make out with this lady you met like 3 days ago 😑 <- techinically he was like dying on the floor anyways but like the fact they were so flippant about it pisses me off bad like I HATE ROMANCEEEEEE

WHATEVERRRRRR WHATEVER WHATEVER.

anyways love the continued exploration of kazama's deeply checkered moral compass. who knows whats going on there and i hope it stays that way

i hope majima construction finished kamurocho hills. but u also KNOWWWWWWW they broke every single regulation in the books and the entire thing has to get pulled down like a week after its completed

majima was actually so good this game im crazy about him always and forever.

i mean you already know this if you scrolled my blog while i was posting but the majima side story made me want to start throwing bricks at people and blowing up buildings really really really insanely good "so it's our little secret, okay?" <- GOING TO HAUNT ME FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. CAN I KILL EVERYONE NOW I CANT DO THIS ANYMOREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

if i think too hard abt 24 hr cinderalla im gonna do something diabolical.

ok lets get back on track ummmmmmmm honsetly overall plot (MINUS ROMANCE) was fine but the antagonist rug pulling was kind of needlessly extra like nobody gaf about that other guy whos name i dont even remember. WHO CARE? that being said it was also REALLY FUNNY so ill forgive it

anyways i think that about concludes my thoughts on this game but if i have more i will be sure to share

[hex-rex]

arcane, scarlet hollow, aos, and bg3 for tha fandom asks!

THANK YOU THANK YOU 😁

putting it under a cut cuz itll be long

Arcane:

Favorite Male Character

Ekko! All the men in that show suck besies Ekko, Vander and Silco so that was NOT a hard decision 😁

Favorite female character

I wonder. Who that could be. *glances at my pfp* I truly dont know. *glances at my popular tags* I have no idea. (ITS JINX!!)

Least favorite character

Jayce and his little nerd friend. Characters are WHAGEVER but the fandom is so annoying over them I can no longer stand them. Also that little MUPPET.

Favorite ship

Caitvi! Also easy choice cuz there arent really any ships I enjoy that much in the show.

Favorite friendship

Jinx and Ekko! I actually enjoy them as friends more than I do lovers.

Favorite quote

Its actually my queue tag lmaoo, "You're Perfect" bc it just hits hard EVERY time.

Worst character death

AUGH. SILCO. Heartbreaking everytime 💔 character death was actually very good but I'm taking 'worst' to mean 'saddest.'

This made me sososo happy

Absolutely no joy can be retrieved by watching this show. You will be beaten up. The director will come find you and kill you slowly. (I actually really like the intro scene in the first episode when theyre stealin and theiven)

Saddest moment

Hard question because there are. many. Scenes to choose from, but Vi punching Powder is up there, along with the tea party scene and the oil and water scene.

Favorite location

Well there are two. But I like the underground more 😁

Scarlet Hollow:

Favorite Male character

You never realize how little male characters there are until you think about how little male characters there are. My real favorite in my heart of hearts is Dustin the Possum, but I also like Wayne because. Well. He's neat♥️

Favorite female character

HARD question they have so many good charas but my favorite is Tabby. Mean old grumpy cousin❤️ (and also Grechen. Of course:))

Least favorite character

THAT OLD LADY SIBIL!!! MAKING MY DRINK THE TEA. LOCKIN KANEEKA AWAY. OLD WOMAN!!!!!

Favorite ship

Stellabitha or whatever there ship name is!!! Love me some lesbian denial.

Favorite friendship

Avery and Stella !! Very underrated duo. (Also using this as an excuse to say Avery is my favorite, despite not being able to say that anywhere else)

Favorite quote

SCREW YOU AND YOUR PEANUTS!!!

Worst character death

I actually only got one. SO. Im saying Gretchen because she CAN die even tho I never let her 😁

This made me sososo happy

THE SCENE WHERE YOUR DRINKING CREAM SODA WITH TABITHA!!! YAYAYAY!!

Saddest moment

Technically I didn't get this but the scene where your burning Reese alive???? Is so sad?????

Favorite location

I like Oscars haunted house quite a bit. And the diner :D

Aos:

Favorite Male character

FITZ!!!! Autistic little man who may have some dead braincells 😁

Favorite female character

SKYE!!!! Autistic little woman who may have some attachment issues 😁

Least favorite character

Truly a hard question to answer bc there isn't anyone I dislike that much, but I suppose Ward? He is a really interesting character though and I enjoy how he breaks the typical trope.

Favorite ship

Hard to answer cuz there arent alot of great ships unfortunately! But I am officially rooting for FitzSimmons 😁. I have to admit they're cute, I take back what I said before 😞

Favorite friendship

Fitz-Skye. The parallels between them and Ward is crazy. I als really like Simmons-May.

Favorite quote

Hard to answer AGAIN cuz this show has a lot of good one-liners but currently I like 'sometimes a miracle can be born from an accident' or whateva it is!

Worst character death

RAINA!!!!!! SOBBING AND SOBBING AND SOBBING.

This made me sososo happy

Ward getting beat to death 😁

Saddest moment

So far, Fitz drowning himself for Simmons and also Skye visiting her father at the vet clinic 😩

Favorite location

I really liked the inhuman sanctuary!!! Great season all in all.

Bg3:

Favorite Male character

WYLL!!!!

Favorite female character

Least favorite character

ORIN!!!!

Gale. Chris started giving headcanons on his lesbian hating and now I can't stand him .....

Favorite ship

Karzelheart or whateva it is! KarlachXlaezelXshadowheart 😁

Favorite friendship

Astarion and Shadowheart!!!!!!! Mean girl elves with white hair.

Favorite quote

THE🔥FULL💯CONCENTRATED😑POWER📣OF‼️THE🫵SUN☀️🌞⛅🥵🔆♨️🔥🌶️

Worst character death

ORIN!!! AAAAAARGH ORINNNNNN

This made me sososo happy

THE SWIM SCENE WITH SHADOWHEART IS SO CUTE!!!!! Also Karlachs first romance scene !!!

Saddest moment

The conversation with Karlach right after killing Gortash hits me in the guts everytime :(

Favorite location

Idk if this counts but I really like all of act 3. Very fun 👍. Real answer is the carnival tho 😁