#thank you for answering hahaha

[its-all-papaya]

okay for the prompt ask game: landoscar, the most cliche thing: only one bed, and getting together - go!

only one bedddd MY LOVE. I ADORE making the boys CUDDLE.

tell me what you wish I'd write

I will set the scene: Lando and Oscar are in their second year as teammates, now, and they’re proper friends, right? Much closer than they were the year before. Time to…. meet the family?

snippet enclosed at the end under the break just fyi :,)

Meddling Nicole. We know now that she will canon throw her son under the bus and expose him for a little laugh. She also knows that Oscar has been maybe a little obsessed with Lando for years, and getting to know him as a teammate has not dulled Lando’s shine for Oscar at all. He’s actually worse. Tries to be really lowkey about it, not bringing up Lando too often, only mentioning him when he feels it’s relevant, but Nicole can tell by the change in his voice when he talks about Lando, the way he edges Lando into conversations he doesn’t really NEED to be in. Anyway. A few weeks ahead of the Australian GP she’s on a call with Oscar and is like “You should bring Lando round when he’s here, honey. Have him stay a night, we’d love to meet him properly.” And Oscar is like… oh. uh. Yeah. Sure.

In what world is Lando going to say no to Oscar on that when Oscar’s got his soft Lando Smile on and he’s like “just for a night, my mom really wants you to”?

The day after the race perhaps? Because Lando podiums and Carlos wins so they go out and Lando is perhaps a little hungover and cranky when he arrives, but immediately goes soft for Oscar. He’s headachy and tired and reaches for Osc as soon as he’s in the doorway, wrapping his free arm around Oscar’s back and resting in the hug for a long, long second. They’re speaking in soft little private voices to one another and giggling and Oscar is smiling his hopeless, besotted smile, and Lando’s eyes are sparkling even through the hangover exhaustion. And then “Lando, so glad you could make it!” and they spring apart and Lando rubs at his cheek with his palm and Oscar rolls his eyes at his mum and gives Lando a little squeeze around the wrist as apology.

“Let me take your bags, Oscar can show you around a bit and you can get some lunch in you.”

They’d hang out all day, maybe with Oscar’s sisters (who love Lando obviously bc they can all team up on Oscar together), perhaps kicking around outside or whatever.

Dinner has Meet the Family (tm) vibes where Oscar’s parents are quizzing Lando about his own family and racing and how Oscar is at work. And maybe there’s some food Lando doesn’t eat and he feels really bad and is stressed but Oscar is like “you don’t have to eat that. Mum, I told you Lando doesn’t eat seafood.” Very Romantic. Very Domestic.

Afterwards, they all convene in the living room to play a game or something and Lando doesn’t understand the rules and doesn’t have the attention span to learn so he’s like “I’ll just be on a team with Oscar.” Except he’s really just leaning into Oscar’s side, looking at the cards but mostly just Oscar’s hands, and watching Oscar play. Eventually he kind of catches the gist and makes a suggestion about something right at Oscar’s ear, lips brushing skin, and the move… works? And Oscar is like “thanks, mate” all soft and Lando is like “I’d say we make pretty good teammates, yeah? someone should hire us that way” and yawns and smirks at the way it makes everyone giggle.

Eventually Lando starts nodding off against Osc’s shoulder, everyone’s talking and laughter warm around him. After it sticks, Lando’s cheek smushed against Oscar’s bicep, Oscar’s hand curled around Lando’s knee, Nicole goes “you should take that one to bed, honey, he looks exhausted.” And Oscar is like… simply why would you phrase it like that? but “okay, is he staying in the guest room?” and Nicole is like “oh! did I not tell you? we’ve got your grandmother there. huh. could have sworn I told you this. I figured Lando could just bunk with you, hope that’s alright!” and Oscar is like... well. I’m not going to make him sleep on the COUCH 24 hours after a race.

So he wakes Lando up sooooo gently and Lando blinks soft and sleepy and a little frowny because he was cozy there, actually. And everyone else feels like they’re intruding, as is prone to happen around Lando and Oscar.

Oscar apologetic explaining the situation, but Lando just shrugs and stretches and follows him up the stairs, because it won’t be the first time he’s fallen asleep in the same bed as a teammate, probably.

Oscar’s childhood bedroom hasn’t changed much since he left for boarding school, and Lando perks up once they get there so he can poke fun of Oscar about the posters and the knickknacks on his desk. And Oscar’s blushy and laughing and a little defensive, but mostly just fond fond fond having Lando in this part of his life.

They brush their teeth side by side, elbows knocking, and it’s… so domestic. Overwhelming. Oscar is scared of how easily they move around each other, Lando’s hand on the small of his back as he sneaks by to grab his face wash from the bedroom where he’d forgotten it, Oscar handing over a towel to dry Lando’s face before Lando can even ask.

Oscar’s stressed that it’s going to be awkward when it comes time to actually get in bed, but Lando just tucks himself in against the wall and curls up on Oscar’s pillow. Oscar dilly dallies a bit, but Lando huffs and pats the bed and goes “Oscar,” drawing out the last syllable, “turn off the light and come to bed, I’m tired.”

Which. Does THINGS to Oscar. But Lando asked nicely, so he flips the switch and crawls in next to Lando.

They don’t touch at first. And Oscar’s bed is only a full, so it’s like… intentional. And that lasts a few minutes. But Lando whines and pats at Oscar’s side until Oscar says “what“ and Lando’s eyes are big and soft even in the dark and he says “‘m not very comfy” with a small little smile and Oscar is… only a man. So he lifts his arm up and lets Lando crawl happily under and settle against his chest with a contented sigh. And from there it’s easy to pet Lando’s hair and let Lando practically purr into his chest about it. SOFT. CUDDLY.

Lando falls asleep almost immediately because he’s still recovering from the night before. Oscar watches his eyelashes flutter prettily and toys with his curls and strokes the side of his cheek and just. Yearns. Because Lando fits so easily here in Oscar’s life. Everything felt so natural and right. Feels even more right now, with Lando in his bed, in his arms. So Oscar presses a little self-indulgent kiss to Lando’s forehead. Except the skin wrinkles beneath his lips and Lando’s fingers flex where they’re tucked against Oscar’s waist. Lando’s eyes crack open and he looks. so! soft! but Oscar’s heart is racing because he just really, really thought Lando was fast asleep.

SNIPPET‼️

Lando doesn’t look mad, but he doesn’t really look anything discernible at all in the dim light filtering through Oscar's window. Mostly he just looks sleepy. From a distance, Oscar hears the familiar sound of the air-con kicking on.

“‘s nice,” Lando says after too long, eyes fluttering back closed. There's a little smile turning the corners of his lips up and his nose twitches a little where it's rested above the collar of Oscar's loose pajama shirt. He doesn't normally wear one, but he'd figured, given the circumstances, that it would be best to.

Emboldened again, Oscar places another light kiss, just to the left of the first. Lando's smile grows with it, and he turns his face into Oscar's chest, like he's bashful about it. Oscar wonders, if he turned his bedside lamp on, whether Lando's cheeks would be pink with his attention.

"Keep going," Lando says. Mostly breath, eyes still shut.

"Yeah?" Oscar's not sure what they're doing, where they're going with it, but it's been 18 months and he hasn't learned how to say no to Lando yet, so he puts his lips next to Lando's eyebrow, on the bridge of his nose. He pauses after that, and when he breathes in, he swears he can taste his own toothpaste on Lando's exhale.

"Os-car," Lando sing-songs. Oscar doesn't think it's fair, how Lando gets to hide behind his eyelids while they do this. Whatever it is.

"Lando," he gives Lando a scratch between the shoulder blades, "look at me."

It's bolder than he normally is, bolder than he feels, still, but it gets Lando to crack his eyes open. Lando's still smiling, but it's a little tighter again.

Oscar's heart is beating hard. He remembers suddenly, absurdly out of place, that he'd lost his virginity in this bed. He thinks that was easier.

"Are we doing this?"

Lando's fingers twitch at his side. Oscar can't tell whether they're curling into his side or into Lando's own palm.

"I mean," he's at least properly awake again, "yeah. If you want to. I want to."

Oscar's pulse hasn't slowed down. It feels like a final flying lap, one shot to get everything just right.

"I want to," Oscar confirms, "But not just to do it."

"Like how?" Lando says. He props himself up on his arm so he's looking down at Oscar. Oscar's hand falls to the small of his back. Keeping him close.

"Like not just to kiss, or whatever. Like I want to because I like you. And you're important to me. So I don't want to make things weird if it's not like that for you."

Something changes in Lando's gaze, and Oscar thinks it should probably be a look he hasn't seen before, but instead it's familiar, the way it settles over both of them.

"Os-car," Lando says in that same tone from before, "I'm in your fucking twin bed. Your sisters added me to a group chat while you were at the bathroom this afternoon. I learned a card game for you." He lifts his free hand to run a thumb under Oscar's eye, "It's weirder that I've done all that before we got here."

Oscar thinks that's a yes, but he has to be sure, so he catches Lando's fingers in his hand and brushes his lips over them.

"So?" Oscar says.

"So," says Lando, "your mum is going to be so happy when you tell her."

Like qualifying on pole. Like coming home. Lando kisses him.

And then every member of Oscar's family teases them endlessly and it's sooooo fluffy and cute and domestic xoxo the end

[carlyraejepsans]

"I'm Just A Man" from EPIC: The Musical might just be the most Asgore song ever made It's insane

you know the rec is good when you press play and your brain starts making an animatic on the spot on first listen

[starteas]

Hey, I feel that there’s something you must hear, especially with how everything's happened. I know that things didn’t quite work out the way they should have, and it can all seem disheartening. And believe me, my disappointment is immeasurable…AND YET, I feel things will be okay in the long run. You know why? More than anything, these past weeks have exposed what I believe is your greatest strength, and the number one sign that you were born to be a leader, even if you have a hard time seeing it at times. I don’t know if anyone’s told you before, but this whole thing has shown that, above all else, you have hope. You saw the writing on the wall, you knew at some point that the goal wouldn’t be reached, and yet you kept encouraging everyone. You kept pushing, and you never once lost your spark to the end. And it’s that sort of unrelenting optimism and ability to see a bright future where there seemingly is none that proves to me that YOU GOT WHAT IT TAKES to be a showrunner. You INSPIRE people, is what I’m saying. Especially those who work with you, I bet. I told you once that you had the makings of greatness in you, and I wasn’t playing around then or now. Come what may, you WILL get your show off the ground, because most people would have to be crazy to turn down someone who actively brings out the best in everyone and remains a guiding light even in the least desirable situations. It’s been an honor being a part of this journey, and you can bet your own stars that I, and many MANY others, are going to keep being a part of it until it’s truly run its course.

Thank you. ❤️

[zuzu-draws]

I was thinking about how much Gege emphasizes Yuuji's death from the beginning of the manga.

First with Wasuke's words when he asks his grandson not to die alone like him. Then there's that obsession of Yuuji's to have a dignified death and not die in vain. It's also very curious how just before Sukuna takes over Megumi's body, Yuuji is thinking about how he is ready to die alongside Sukuna when they are executed. Not to mention the words Yuuki tells Choso, about how he should live for Yuuji, because if he dies, Yuuji would be left all alone... And well, Choso is already dead and Yuuji has no one left.

I think it's very likely that he will decide to die together with Sukuna, because you have to remember that despite everything, Yuuji still feels guilty for what happened in Shibuya and maybe he's looking to redeem himself with his sacrifice.

And Gege also overemphasizes that for Sukuna love has no value and that he has always been very lonely. Neither Kashimo, nor Yorozu nor Uraume and neither Gojo have been able to teach him what love is, perhaps it is because the person destined to do so is... Yuuji?

oml reading this made me emotional again, i agree so much!! And yeah, at this point, there really is no one left to answer Sukuna's love confusion but Yuuji ;_; I still wonder how Yuuji's going to do that though.

For Yuuji to truly grasp the situation at hand, for him to "save" Sukuna, he'll have to understand him first. To do that, he'll need to know his past.

The fact that Gege made his domain related to touching the soul and spirit itself,,, is just so wonderful to me. Because this links Yuuji to Sukuna in a very delicate, somewhat sensitive manner, in a manner Sukuna has no defence against. In trying to save Megumi, could Yuuji accidentally sync himself to Sukuna's soul? would that propel him into the memories stored deep within Sukuna's soul, thrown completely off guard? Is Sukuna going to let his memories be read? Or would he even care? Will he use his experiences as a justification for upholding his current ideology against Yuuji? and How would Yuuji react to them being related to each other? Would this solidify Yuuji's belief that in putting down Sukuna, he'll have to perish along with him?

So that they both could get a new start, in another life? Where perhaps the inclusion of one other person could prevent Sukuna's downward spiral into utter destruction?

That perhaps the love of that person, could save him from the his Loneliness?

This just has too many possibilities and i'm just clutching at my heart at the moment, i sincerely HOPE Gege doesn't fumble this wonderful opportunity to help develop Sukuna as a character further.

Clearly, it makes sense why the first chapter of JJK is titled as "Ryomen Sukuna", this story is about Sukuna and Yuuji, right from the very start.

[sceletaflores]

i’m so obsessed with crimson (not a cringe name at all!) and logan!!!

pls tell us more about crimson and her backstory! and her mutation! thanks baby!!!

wtf oh em gee anon ofc i’d love to chat about her!

for her mutation, she’s basically a blood bender, but with some extra stuff cause i thought just blood bending was a little boring lmao. i'm not the best at explaining things, so hopefully this isn’t all over the place.

in my head, she can manipulate blood that's both inside and outside of the body. she can sort of "possess" peoples bodies by either ingesting their blood or by blood-to-blood contact. if it has a blood stream, she can take it over. it’s not only limited to just the living either, corpses that still have blood in their bodies are easiest for her to manipulate.

she refrains from ever ingesting blood in fear of looking too scary, she only learned and honed the blood-to-blood contact method working with charles and hank. she can also use her own blood (other peoples as well but once again, she doesn't really want to come off as scary) as a weapon by manipulating it into sharp objects once it's spilled.

she hardly possesses living people because it takes a huge toll on her physically and it's still a little too hard for her to execute safely.

i even toyed with the idea of her being able to like...ingest a mutants ability. not forever, but if she takes enough blood from them she can retain a watered down, weaker version of whatever ability they may have for a short period of time, but i'm not so sure about making it 'canon' in my own little universe.

one cause it’s a super similar trait to rogue and two cause i obviously want her abilities to be interesting and powerful in a way, but i don't want to make her too op or a sort of mary sue type character. it's so icky reading ocs that are written to be the strongest mutant ever that body jean and magneto and everyone else under the sun. i don't ever want to give that vibe with this lol please let me know if i do don't spare my feelings like is this cool or is it too extra...

okay so what i have in my head in terms of a backstory is very chaotic and not really fully fledged in any way shape or form! the main idea i have for her is that, as a child, she was sold to a mutant testing lab by her abusive mother. her father left right after her abilities developed, refusing to raise a mutant daughter.

i know i very ominously mentioned the “scientists” and the “experiments” in afilav sort of in passing, but just know she was a mutant before she was tested on! the experiments only affected her mutation. that’s why she reacts more aggressively or viscerally to the sight and smell of blood. however, her enhanced strength and healing are a result of her time in the lab.

anyway long story short she finally broke out of the lab when she was older and started to “work” as like a free agent for a couple years.

killed whoever wherever for whoever for lots of money. she never stayed in one place long. she liked being off the grid, mostly drifting from state to state sleeping in shelters, on park benches, in abandoned cars, but only until she was found by charles xavier.

that's really it! i'm trying to think out some more aspects of her that are only half-baked ideas so i won't bother writing them down lol thanks for the question anon! i had so much fun actually sitting down and writing this.

fyi: i'll be tagging all my content about this au and character with the tags 'to the bone au' and 'file: crimson' from this point on :)

love you!

[athousandbyeol]

I'm still trying to figure out what to make of Sheng Wang saying he was on a diet. Was it supposed to jokingly play off the fact that the mom's cooking is bad? Was it kind of flirty because he was implying that he'd lose weight so that Jiang Tian would carry him more often? What are your thoughts?

hi there :)

oh! this is such an interesting scene! (and it has put me in a brain rot since i first saw it...)

from my understanding, i personally regard sheng wang's "i'm on a diet," as him flirting with jiang tian ;)

i think, after jiang tian's little speech about how he wanted to help sheng wang, the clouds in sheng wang's pretty head were cleared up. from that moment, i believe, sheng wang knew that he wanted something more with jiang tiang—some more from jiang tian. he was finally certain that he could somewhat be closer to jiang tian now, without fearing the distance or reluctance—because jiang tian was also giving sheng wang an opening.

the i'm on a diet line is just a (not so subtle) hint that sheng wang wants jiang tian to have all of him; if he pushes himself toward jiang tian, jiang tian has to catch him. it's their unsaid promise once jiang tian carried sheng wang upstairs. jiang tian could've let go. but he didn't.

so... i think it's more of sheng wang flirting (and asking) jiang tian to hold onto him, to trust him, to stand on the same line with him, to be together.

i hope this helps <3

[skyward-floored]

I couldn’t control myself

(Don’t judge, Power, as soon as Ganondorf enters the scene you’re in trouble)

ACKBDHHDBAJDH 🤣

POWER LOL

bjdbdjdgdjdbsjs that’s about as sympathetic as he gets huh

HA 😂

thank you Skye I love this <3333

[aseuki]

hi there Stell, good luck in the tourney! i'm plopping starstruck dee here in your inbox for a hot second!

she wants to know what's up with the economy and you seem like you might know! she also wants to tell you that you have the most amazing beautiful wings she's ever seen and also that your gun blades are soooooo incredibly super cool and you look like you must be really good at them and also that it's totally impressive that you live on a star and she wonders if that means the two of you are friends and also th

[Obtained(?): +1 Conversation Buddy] Good luck, Starstruck!

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

So I saw the video of ending an argument with boobs… which I fully admit to doing on petty/silly arguments with my bf.

But I have to ask Honey and Little One? How well would it work? Do Steve or Curtis try to keep the argument going? Are they instantly derailed? Do they keep it playful as their respective women laugh and giggle at their reactions?

I love these two stories and appreciate you sharing them with us!!

Oh I saw a video similar to this and laughed at the reactions so much. And thank you so much for reading both of their stories. It means so much to me that you do, these two have been my comfort characters for so long now. Getting asks like this really means so much to me.

"We don't book shame in this house!" Curtis stood with his hands on his hips, a dark brow arched in challenge as you flipped through the most boring book on his shelf.

A How-To guide to setting up a stero system. From 1960's. Obviously this had to be his grandparents, but you couldn't help but poke a little bit of fun at it. "Do you even have this stereo system?" You asked, making a point of glancing around the livingroom.

He shrugged, hiding a bit of a grin to make himself go stone faced once more, narrowing his sharp blue eyes at you, playing at being mad. "So what if I did? Maybe its in the upstairs in Ella's old room."

He was bluffing, you knew he was cause the two of you were just in that room the other day, debating about what he wanted to keep.

"Funny, I don't remember seeing it up there." You shrugged while flipping to a random page and squinting at the page. You tossed the book on the nearby couch. Waiting to see what he was gonna do, he opened his mouth to retort when you suddenly tug your shirt up.

Curtis snapped his mouth shut as his eyes went wide staring at your breasts. No bra since technically you were already wearing his stretched out tee shirt and shorts for bed. "What was that Curtis, I didn't hear you." You teased, one of your hands dropping to cup your breast, giving it a squeeze.

You could already see whatever thought he had was fizzled away as he honed in on you, giving a deep rumbling groan of appreciation. "You're playing dirty Pretty Girl."

You let the shirt pull off over your head and fall to the floor. "You want me to put the shirt back on?" you giggled, making like you were gonna bend down to pick it back up but Curtis was faster, sweeping down to snatch it away, tucking it in his back pocket.

"Hell no." He rumbled, his large hard body crowding against yours, making you back up till your bareback pressed against the old built in book shelves and his arm shot out to brace near your head, blocking you in. Now you really were giggling, heat building till you could feel it all over, wetness pooling between your legs, making your thighs squeeze even tighter together. "You wanna play dirty, I can too."

His hand traced down your throat, squeezing just enough to make you gasp heatedly and then down your sternum. Somehow this turned against you, your head going empty as you stared pleading up into Curtis's intense gaze.

It was a stare down between the two of you, his hands on his hips in a stance you've seen many times. This was his Alpha stance, the one where he was taking charge.

As if, your Little Wolf yipped excitedly, zooming through your mind as you mimicked his stance, smirking. "You know it doesn't work on me Steve."

He huffed out, his head dropping for a moment to stare at the floor for a moment, but you saw the glitter in his gaze, looking up at you. Your lips twitched, hiding a smile.

But Steve doubled down, his head tilting in that way that always made you distracted, his hair flopping just a bit that made you want to run your fingers through it, sweep it back in place, or perhaps tug on it and bring your Alpha to his knees to worship you in that way he does oh so good.

<Don't get distracted!>

I'm not, much... okay a little. Your mind buzzed with the need to do something, anything to tip the scales in your favor. Then a wicked smile curved your lips as Steve started to stalk closer to you, making you back up a step. "Little One, you can't just-"

Your hands yanked up your shirt, making your Alpha pause his stalking, his gaze flowing down your face and to your breasts, his tongue darting out to trace his bottom lip. His nostrils flared, dragging in your warm scent while his eyes so intimately traced you. A growl rose from him and if you didn't know that was your Alpha loosing some control over his desires, you would be running. In fact, that felt like a good idea.

Twisting on your toes, you go to bolt, racing down the hallway to try to get into the bedroom, but a muscled forearm captured you, pulling you back into a firm chest and making you giggle and squeal at the sensation. Steve twisted you to put you over his shoulder, keeping you tightly in place with a palm coming down on your ass. "Think you're cute, huh?"

"I think Im fucking adorable." You taunted, squealing when you felt his bite on your ass cheek, knowing his mark would be there for a few days, making you chirp happily at your Alpha. He finished bringing you to the bedroom, easing you into the nest and quickly following in it to pin you in place to keep you from running off again.

"Mmhh you are Little One and all mine." His large hands captured yours above your head while his head dipped to tease a nipple into his mouth, teasing you with his flicking tongue, making you buck.

The problem with your plan, Steve knew your weaknesses just as much as you knew his. You bucked your hips under him as he continued his sweet torture on your breasts. "Steeve" You whined, trying to twist your hands free, starting to pant with desire. "Need more."

"More Little Wild One? I thought you wanted to go down to the lake... for a late autumnal swim in the freezing cold water?" He teased, blowing cool air across your sensitive nipples, making them harden even more.

You arched up once more, pushing hard against him till he rolled so you straddled him, looming over him with your now free hands tugging at his shirt. "Changed my mind..." He helped you get it off him till you could run your hands down your Alpha's chest, grinding against him. "There is always tomorrow to convince you."

[asksimonbelmont]

hello mr belmont!!

imagine you met gabriel belmont ٩(｡•́‿•̀｡)۶

"It’s an honor to meet a distant relative. Come, tell me of your stories. I have much to learn from you."

[lennsart]

I see that you're a prince Legend enjoyer. Mind if I tell you about my hc about that? Jsjsjsjajsjs

- His clothes are the only ones that have golden thread. Something only royals can have, still the rest of his clothes are made of common cotton.

- He gave up his right to be the king. But he's still a prince, and he helps Fable in anything he can. He's a free soul, and Fable knows that.

- His uncle is, in fact, the captain of the royal guard. Because of the triforce in Legend's hand (another hc that all the Links have the triforce on their hand, it's just more visible on some of them) everyone knew he was the next hero so the royal family told the captain to take care of Legend and teach him how to use a sword.

- But Legend's uncle saw more in him than just a prince/hero, so he also taught him the value of hard work with the apple field. And tried to save him from his destiny, that's why he tried to save Fable before Legend.

- Almost nobody knows that Legend is a prince. So, for his kingdom he's only an adventurer and he's ok with that.

- The chain knows he's a prince. But they only use that title to tease him.

- Legend often tries to flee from royal events, but Fable stops him. He learned to dance and he sometimes played for the people. In the end, he stays on the events for about 20 minutes, and then he's out of there. He has a small social battery and feels overwhelmed. He also doesn't talk in those events, he prefers to use sign language.

Hello hello, I do not mind at all I love receiving headcanons :D

All of this is interesting !

I like the detail of the golden embroidery being a sign of nobility :0 Four do have them too though if I remember correctly... (Four, something to share with the class...? Lmao no but it could have changed between his time and Legend's, or it could be a gift from his Zelda, who is his best friend in Minish Cap I believe)

I have to admit, I also like the darker take of the royal family supposedly being blessed to only have girls (in the public's eye) since only the women of the family have Hylia's powers... Meaning they abandon/hide Legend at his birth for being a boy D: the drama !

But I never really bothered to think about a way for the royal family to have abandonned Legend without that, and your version do work very well ! The triforce is a powerful sign, but for a public figure to have it... It's ought to bring bad people's attention !

(also yeah in my heart all the Links have the triforce on their hands too hahaha)

I also (in my personal stories !) don't feel the need for Legend to actually give up on the right to be a king, since Hyrule's princesses must be such powerful historical figures... Even if you don't take in account the "only girls" thingy, maybe they at least should get on the throne first ? Sure, we only saw kings in LoZ games, but they never had a queen ; maybe they only get on the throne when the queen dies ?

(Again, you don't have to agree haha ! I do enjoy multiple contradictory headcanons at all time ; I'm just typing as I'm thinking, it's not to dismiss what you told me)

In any way, yeah, I absolutely think that Legend don't want to be king/a noble, and stays the friendly adventurer in his kingdom !

Once the chain knows he's a prince they absolutely tease him to no end haha ! But I do think he wouldn't tell them before a loonnng time (eyeing the "average nobody" line, which gets hilarious with this headcanon). I also would love for him to reveal it by mentioning it casually and everyone losing their mind wondering if he's joking lmao

And omg I think the exact same about his social battery hahaha ! (If only for projecting myself on him not gonna lie 😂)

I do think he has a fun time, especially if he plays like you say— he likes to make people happy ! But put him an hour in here and the boy's brain is absolutely fried. 24 hours nap to ensue !

[the-writing-mobster]

Underfell sans in your style is very hot. I wanna hug him

eeeee, thank you so much!!! I think so too~

[ssreeder]

I'm so looking forward to iroh and zuko properly talking and seeing irohs reaction to zuko being gay.

Like we all know he doesn't agree with the fire nation rn but how will he react?

Will he not support him cause sokkas a guy? Will he not support him because it's SOKKA? Will he accept him? Will he reveal he's known for years zuko was gay?

Especially with everything that happened with zhao, regarding to what jee said to bato on their date. (Which is a very understandable perspective, zuko just got out of this very sexually traumatising situation and almost immediately starts a relationship (his first relationship) with sokka, but then again it is a very unique situation)

One thing I love about some atla fics is how they portray the FNs thoughts on queerness, cause on one hand they were one of the only country's (I think) that treated men and women the same but then again it's also the fucking fire nation.

And I also think zukos whole canon arc can be very comparative to queerness,

His dads an asshole and after speaking out against him he throws him out, and zuko try's for 3 years to regain his father's love and acceptance, and then faced with the opportunity of regaining it takes it immediately regardless of who or what he may hurt (iroh, his own morals etc) but once he makes it back home realises how fucked up everything is and eventually confronts his dad and openly tells him he doesn't agree with him then runs aways.

I also wonder if iroh secretly knows jee is queer it doesn't seem that likely to me but it also is iroh so who knows.

<3

I do think Iroh’s reaction will be a big moment for not only the story but for Zuko’s character development. Right now, Zuko’s technically still a prisoner, holding himself there by assuming Iroh will not understand or judge him when in reality he’ll never know what his uncle is thinking until they TALK ABOUT IT. (Which the FN royal family is just sooo good at healthy communication I don’t understand why this is so hard for them lol?!)

I do agree that the suddenness of the relationship combined with the intensity from both zuko and Sokka is very alarming for people looking at it from the outside (I mean we all totally get it cause we were there but others are like uhhhh hmmmm ok this might be concerning) so I get them gossiping and wondering if this is truly real or what the fucks going on with those boys.

I love Zukos canon arc because there’s just so much about zukos story that can be relatable no matter who you are and I think that’s why he is a fan favorite (it doesn’t explain why we torture him the way we do but ehhhh it’s fine haha)

Hmmmmmm does iroh know Jees gay? Depends on how saucy those music nights got ;)

[mintytealfox]

Other idea for dnd Alice. When she is werewolf form but not on a violent rampage, she would probably hold on to Norton like a puppy's favorite toy.

HAAAAAAAA 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

Norton just accepting this LOOOOL

Just chilling and thinking about how surprised he is that she doesn't smell like wet dog and is actually really soft PFF XD

[carlyraejepsans]

Howdy! Uhm.. barista anon here! So uh it always depends on how much sugary you want your latte to be but, if you have a really intensed flavored coffee, you could make it so its only 3 oz of coffee and the rest of milk. I recommend you to put first the ice, then the milk and lastly the coffee (as if you put the coffee at once, it wont mix properly)

By the way, adding little stuff to it might also be a good idea! Like, if you have a bit of vanilla and cinnamon, putting 2 oz of vanilla and 1 oz of cinnamon is a good combination ^^ if you have powdered chocolate, you can make a small portion of it (like with 2oz of water and 30 grams of chocolate) and add it to the coffee (only the chocolate tho, the vanilla and cinnamon are another suggestion)

By the way, the quantity of vanilla, cinnamon and chocolate grams depends on how big is your cup .w. I am saying these recipies for a 9oz cup .w. if you have a bigger one, I can send another ask ^^

Uhm, for the sugar. When making ice latte its really hard to mix the sugar with the rest as its cold and sugar doesnt dissolve properly but a good idea might be mixing the sugar with the coffee before mixing it all together (I say this with the thought in mind that you're using hot coffee, if you're not.. Im not sure what to say .w.) of course, the quantity varies in your taste, but maybe about.. 25-30 grams if you like sugary things

Sorry for uhm the unrequested advice (?) I just love my job, making coffee is my passion

[midnightplumblossoms]

Hi! You got me hooked on Jo Gul x Tang Jan. I am obsessed now🙃 How about bondage with sensory deprivation? Poor Tang Jan fucked out of his mind, all tied up and blindfolded

🔞 Jo Gul x Tang Jan + arranged marriage + body modification

A part of Tang Jan regrets trying to run away from the impending wedding.

He thought that he had successfully managed to lower his family's guards after he began gradually lessening his complaints and anger towards the marriage arranged between him and the second son of the Four Seas Merchant Guild. He was too late to realize that this only served to heighten their suspicion.

He didn't expect that his family would use his own brothers against him to drag him back into the bridal chambers where he was subsequently tied up and blindfolded to prevent any other escape attempts.

It was for his own good, they tell him.

Under the siege and destruction that followed the reawakening of Cheon Ma, many of Tang Gunak's sons and daughters were married off to different prominent families and sects in order to consolidate the righteous opposition. Like many of his brothers, Tang Jan was yet another pawn that the unnamed alliance and the Tang Family elders used as their means of covertly contacting each other.

Tang Jan thinks it's stupid. Especially with the death of Tang Gunak, one of the pillars of said alliance.

It seemed that everyone decided to collectively lose their minds shortly after because talks about summoning the dead began circulating within the inner family's circle.

It pissed Tang Jan off to think that they intended to use his youngest sister as some sort of...breeding mare...for their absurd plans. He helps her escape their doomed family and sends her off with a wandering cultivator—Yu Iseol, he thinks her name was—who, if he recalled correctly from his sister's gushing, was a former disciple of the fallen Mount Hua Sect.

The aforementioned sect was the first to be completely eradicated off the map during Cheon Ma's reemergence. Due to a mission in a different village outside of the sect, Yu Iseol and a scant few other disciples were able to escape with their lives.

They all ended up going their separate ways when it became obvious that there was no more returning to their home sect's grounds. In twisted humor, the Demonic Cult had decided to build their base on the razed grounds of the sect that had fell their leader one hundred years prior.

A part of him worried about his little sister, but he had more pressing worries to concern himself with. Namely, dealing with the Tang Elders. 

When they caught wind of Tang Soso's disappearance—almost a week too late, Tang Jan wanted to laugh at them—they immediately set their sights on a different candidate for marriage.

He hates that he wasn’t as suspicious as he should have been after Soso had left the Estate. He should have better understood the depths of the desperation the Elders and the alliance had when it came to going up against the Demonic Cult. 

The pain will pass, they tell him when Tang Jan wakes up to a searing sensation in the lower half of his body in the middle of the night. 

Do it for the family, they tell him when he confronts them for what they’ve done to him.

We need you to bear a vessel, they tell him when his skin continues twisting and shifting inside itself to accommodate a womb.

The click of the door shutting snaps Tang Jan out of his thoughts. He’s immersed in darkness, and the only noise breaking the silence was the sound of breathing from his companion.

Tang Jan thinks they left him with a guard, but the man falls to his knees beside Tang Jan and presses himself against the tied up man as if desperately searching for skin contact.

Before Tang Jan can raise his voice at the man, he lets out a pitiful whimper and whispers as if afraid of being pulled away, “I don’t know what’s going on. Please help me.”

The man presses himself further into Tang Jan and he can feel the way liquid was seeping through the man’s pants, staining his own robes. He breathed heavily against Tang Jan’s neck, sending goosebumps raising down Tang Jan’s spine with every single warm breath that danced across his skin. 

Tang Jan lets out a sharp exhale when the man begins nibbling on the junction between Tang Jan’s neck and shoulder, sighing in relief almost at the wet contact. Tang Jan shuts his eyes.

Shit, they must have drugged him. Damn them.

The man’s hands begin pawing at the hem of Tang Jan’s robe. His fingers brushed against a sensitive part of Tang Jan and he lets out a choked noise.

“Wet,” the man comments blankly as he pulls his hand away to observe the slick on his fingers, Tang Jan assumes, feeling internally mortified.

Tang Jan hears the rustle of clothes being pulled away. He tries pulling himself out of his restraints to no avail and freezes when a warm, heavy object lands on his stomach. A cold sensation washes over him.

“I’m going to be married.” He tells the man shakily, knowing it was a last desperate defense.

But it’s futile.

“Right,” Jo Gul agrees, sounding dazed and delirious, misunderstanding what Tang Jan meant by it. “We’ll be married tomorrow anyway.” 

And so his husband-to-be pushes his entire weight against Tang Jan.

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Tang Jan doesn’t know how long it has been going.

His blindfold refused to fall off his face and Jo Gul, it seemed, had zero intentions of taking off the ropes around Tang Jan that rendered him helpless to Jo Gul’s movements. If anything he added more, securing Tang Jan’s chest around the bed and his legs to the ends of the bed frame, leaving Tang Jan wide open. 

The bindings chafed around his skin, turning them as red as the hole that Jo Gul continued to fuck and fill to the brim with his thick release.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry,” Jo Gul whispers into his skin as he once again shoved his entire cock into Tang Jan, the tip of his cock pressing against the entrance of Tang Jan’s newly-formed womb and releasing another load. It displaces some of the white cum that’s already inside of him despite the way Jo Gul plugged him up.

Tang Jan can only let out a breathless moan as he hears the telltale sound of squelching and Jo Gul restarting his thrusting anew. His walls don’t put up much of a fight anymore, weakly twitching as his husband-to-be bottoms out in him with every move.

“..ore…”

Jo Gul’s hips stutter. 

He looks down at his absolutely debauched bride, thinking he misheard. Tang Jan’s thighs tighten around the restraints and Jo Gul felt that if they weren’t tied down to the bed posts, they would already be wrapped around his hips and pressing him down deeper into Tang Jan.

“...please…more…”

Jo Gul, with the aphrodisiac still running through his veins, obliges.