#that second question is sweet

[dogcodedcatboy]

🛍️ & 🪼 for the asks >:333 -mysilentnightshipping (also love ur blog description LOL. hashtag relatable)

HI SONJA!!! thank u for sending an ask!!! and TEEHEE thank u i did steal it from a tweet, it resonated with me too strongly not to. ALSO have u seen the new behind the scenes photos??? new tom images just dropped... (EDIT : answered this ask and then went on ur blog and immediately saw the sad black and white tom photos LMAO)

🛍️ - what would your f/o get you as a gift? additionally, what would you get for them?

roman is a pretty good gift giver + has the means to literally afford to whatever. he's the type to just pick something up on a whim if it reminds him of aaron. fancy teas/coffees from wherever roman has to travel for work. any knickknacks involving cats. also fancy stuff like whiskey glasses, stupidly expensive liquors. bigger presents include a red fender guitar...concert tickets...vacations...roman eventually does just throw his money at aaron

aaron does Not have throwing around money but he really really likes giving gifts. clothes are fun because roman is obligated to wear whatever aaron buys him, more colorful stuff, a tasteful pattern here or there, fancy bf in graphic tees ... :3c roman has so much money and space but doesnt have a lot of homey stuff. aaron would want to get him some comfy fleece blankets, candles, cozy pjs, stuff to help roman relax

🪼 - what’s your favorite way to feel closer to your f/o

oooh meta question...well i rewatch episodes A LOT, esp whenever i'm sad. i have a playlist of music i think he would like, so i listen to that. self-care stuff makes me think of him, dressing up nice + makin sure i smell good etc etc. spending time in the city n trying different cafes/bars. idk. i lowkey think abt him All the time but those r the things that give me the most Roman vibes :3

[queerdraws]

it's zoro's birthday!! happy birthday big guy, may you say many more insane things to your enemies in the coming years

[sirazaroff]

How do you think Velvet flirts with Coco?

This is one of the funniest asks I ever got and im glad cause this is just gold. Like how does the Bun™️ woo her stupid bozo??
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I have my biased takes on what Coco and Velvet are like as characters, but to start off I wanna focus on what Vel brings to the table.

I think a lot of people have moe’d her down to a nervous/scaredy bunny girl and…that’s not her at all. She’s a real multilayered character who can and will kick your ass flat. She’s also…

- very very attentive to people

- excellent at memorizing things she sees and hears, and quickly at that

- very emotionally in tune with people, herself included

- insanely kind and helpful

- honest about her feelings and will voice her thoughts when ready

Also she’s a bunny like come on. Is baby. It’s impossible to not find her likable.

I can go on forever, but I think these are enough likable traits to work with.


Time to shift. Now we focus on what I think Coco likes in a person:

- Hot girls

- Complexity

- Someone true to their nature

- Some sense of honor

- Someone striving to learn and to better themselves

Hopefully it’s not lost here, but there’s some compatibility don’t you think? Velvet’s got some of those traits that Coco likes.

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So where’s the flirting? It’s coming I swear, I just needed the background info to help support the answers.

Bun bun flirts two ways: intentionally and unintentionally. The latter is usually what’s happening most often.

Her intentional flirting is what you would expect. Some cheeky words, being a playful tease in her actions like when she flashed her camera in After the Fall. I think she would 1000% take advantage of her physique and incredibly vast skillsets. She is totally totally showing off during training and sparring. Coco might hide her gaze under her glasses but that dumb bitch is so easy. So so easy…

Now her unintentional flirting is basically that Velvet is just doing her thing. She’s comfortable and loved by her team. With them she’s able to be herself and have fun, and that’s what coco loves most. Seeing Velvet thrive and not feel like she has to hide herself away from the world, and with it comes moments and actions that make Coco, much to her surprise, fall for Velvet.

I guess simply put, Velvet flirts by being her cheeky self around Coco, and her leader falls for her every time.

[samarecharm]

Love being able to write. I can do whatever i want. I can make Ryuji interact w Lala-chan and u literally cant stop me.

[the-blossica-fan]

ten days of Picrasma WHO IS FEEDING VERTIN'S ADDICTION????????

windsong tried one jar and felt amazing, and then sugar crashed/hangover the next day. vila saw her so happy, and then in pain :(

I bet Madam Z lost a bet because oh my fucking God

It's JUST Picrasma candy (and 500 clear drops but like, one single day), this is literally just for Vertin 😭

Probably a lot of people in the suitcase tried Picrasma Candy to see why Vertin liked it so much. It's probably delicious but maybe a bit too sweet, but Vertin likes sweets so it's understandable.

One is okay but when you get to two, oh boy you're in for a RIDE.

It does give you a lot of energy and, yes, it's very good for when you're down, tired or in need of a drink. It's maybe like Caffeine but less, y'know, dangerous the more you drink it.

Eating ONE gives you enough energy for an entire day without sleeping, imagine eating an entire jar.

Poor Windsong, in her attempts to try and see why Vertin liked them so much she ended up with a week off of studies. Probably finished so many things in one day after eating that jar then had to lay down for a week.

She's never trying those again, never.

[atopvisenyashill]

how would daeron ii and myriah react to walking in on baelor and maekar having a suspiciously incestuous moment? would daeron have flashbacks to his parents and uncle and try to separate his sons as much as physically possible?

Hmmmmm.

So the thing is, I don't know that he'd immediately make the connection between gay targaryen incest and regular brother-sister targaryen incest. It's not to say that he wouldn't be hung up on the incest aspect of it, but I do think the gay part of it would throw Daeron a lot more than the incest part. I also think it depends on exactly what they're doing - like who is bottoming basically, and I think he is going to see whoever is the top as the aggressor, and he's going to conflate this with his father's sexual affairs rather than with the aegon/naerys/aemon love triangle.

I think Myriah is likely to be a bit more normal about it. When you look at like, the way everyone sees the Renly/Loras affair as extremely goofy behavior from both of them, or Jaime straight up being like "Oberyn fucks dudes he's not worthy to fight for my brother," the people in Dorne are very respectful of Oberyn and his sexuality. It's like, just another cool part of him; he's so deadly, he's so smart, he's so hot he pulls men AND women. I'm sure there would be a different take on this if he had a long term male lover instead of Ellaria (hashtag Willas/Oberyn is real) but ultimately, Oberyn's status as a second son with a very permissive brother makes his sexuality just like, part of his rascally nature. So I think whereas Myriah would be really stuck on "oh my god my sons are fucking" I think once she realizes Daeron is stuck on the "my sons who are both men are fucking" aspect she's gonna be like "I mean....well it's not like they'll be making any bastards this way, which is only a plus for us right now."

I think there would be an initial push to separate them and marry them off in an attempt to straighten them out (lol) but I think if Baelor or Maekar kick up a fuss about it, Daeron won't push back very hard so long as they're both married and having kids. Personally, I think this whole thing might kinda freak Daeron out - I guess my read on him is someone who is like, suuuuper straight laced, not dissimilar from Ned when it comes to sex and marriage, and the idea that his son and heir is having an extramarital affair AND as Myriah helpfully points out, is having that affair with his BROTHER absolutely triggers some unresolved feelings about his father. I think Myriah would eventually take a sort of “well that’s just targaryens for you” esque stance, but Daeron takes a much longer time to stop being weird over it. I think for him it’s like, a conflation of extra marital affairs with sexual abuse, and then very likely conflating bottoming with sexual abuse as well. Both Baelor and Maekar are dutiful sons however, and all four (parents and sons) live long enough that I think Daeron might take a Corlys stance of like “well he did what i told him to do so what more can I ask” eventually but I think it would be a long road of Baelor trying to truly convince his father that his attraction to men has nothing to do with any sort of abuse.

[cherrirui-official]

!! Cw // blood + knife ... Yeah that's pretty much it ahaha !!

Waltz

[spaghett-onaplate]

teehee i now have a very very wonderful photo

[creacherkeeper]

2, 17, and 24?

2. show us a picture of your handwriting?

you did this to be mean to me. you did this to bully me.

this is my outline for my research paper abstract which is the last photo of my handwriting i have. i am maybe known for putting photos of my handwriting in the group chat to see who can guess what it says (to mixed results)

[ID: a photo of a handwritten 5 point abstract outline. the handwriting is overall very messy, with several parts being illegible, and lots of words that are missing letters, have letters switched around, or have the wrong letters. end ID]

(having to ID my awful handwriting. bullying!!!!!)

17. name 3 things that make you happy

playing and running ttrpg games with the people who have become my family because of them :)

how incredibly happy my dog gets when i put her pajamas on her. dog whos so incredibly skilled at being cozy

i actually do really like teaching. schools been a bit crazy all round but i think im a good teacher and im definitely considering doing it long term

24. what’s one thing you’re proud of yourself for?

i didnt have a good childhood with food and had a Rough young adulthood with food but in the last year ive been teaching myself how to cook and my meal options have expanded a lot and its actually been pretty fun :o) i Dont like following recipes so its been very trial and error but idk its kind of like doing little experiments ... i can make some pretty yummy things now

[bangcakes]

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[jrueships]

Admin: which teammate do you pick to cook your Thanksgiving dinner?

Alpey, who has brought his own baked goods for the team before; therefore, should have the most credibility and trust to be skilled in the kitchen: *happily suggests himself as the best option for jabari*

Jabari:

[kindahoping4forever]

That White Shirt Ash in Perth

[softquietsteadylove]

Listen… everyone is loving dominant Gil and that’s great and all… but this kinktober I personally would love to see him whimpering and moaning completely at Thena’s mercy like a good boy 😇

Gil grunted as his back hit the mats again. He grinned up at her though, "best two out of three?"

And she smiled right back at him, even as she released him from his chokehold and helped him up. "I believe we're well past three. We can always try for best four out of seven."

Thena stepped away to retrieve her water while Gil stretched his muscles. He would never want to hurt her of course, but he respected her too much to pull his punches. His size simply worked against him whenever they were sparring together. She had always been trained to make the most of her slender frame and light weight.

And that happened to entail slithering all over him whenever they were training together.

She did her best not to seem like she was openly eyeing him as he shook himself out. His biceps flexed and jiggled in a succulent dance of movement. A few beads of sweat were travelling from his hairline down his neck to his chest, and better yet to his back. He stretched his arms behind himself, emphasising the ripple of all the muscles back there.

Thena frowned, going over to him.

He didn't even blink as her hand slipped into the shirt he was wearing to pull at it. "I thought this was a hands off sesh."

She pursed her lips at him, tugging his shirt again to cover as much of the red marks streaking up his back as she could. "Wear a t-shirt next time."

He turned, much too smug looking. "Don't leave marks next time."

She narrowed her eyes at him as he went to retrieve his sweat towel. If she didn't know better she could think that was a challenge. "You're confident no one else has seen those."

"Sure am," he chuckled. He towelled himself off with a deliberate lack of grace. "How many people around here do you think see me shirtless?"

She rolled her eyes, pretending that wasn't bait for her to act territorial over him. "The shower rooms don't exactly have private stalls."

"I shower in my room, or I don't shower," he scoffed, knowing she was the same. He stood again, coming right over to her. "I have too much to hide."

She wasn't going to congratulate him on that basic due diligence. But she did allow him to nudge her shoulder gently. His lips were on that same shoulder just the night before, before they got back to base.

"Y'know, Ghost," he turned, swinging his arms in an invitation for round eight. "Some people like a day or two to rest after a mission."

Well, she wasn't some people, or even most people. She tossed her water away, immediately diving and sliding to get Gil off his feet. He always went down so hard, and she could use his momentum to roll them over. "You keep letting me get the best of you."

He huffed. He knew it was a weakness. And the reason she was drilling him like this was because exactly this had happened in the field, and she had needed to come and back him up. "Yeah, yeah."

"Gil," she frowned, sitting on top of him with her feet pinning his wrists. Her hand was poised just below his neck.

He gave her a look, far from the mind of their work. "Maybe I just like being under you."

She could have scolded him, or told him to focus. But in truth, there were better ways to tame the man under her. She not only sat on him but bared down on him, rolling her hips. "I know you like that, Gilgamesh."

"Uh, sweetie?" he asked, visibly unnerved. Maybe he just didn't think he needed a poker face with her, but she could read his every thought in this position.

"Hm?" she licked her lips, inching back until she could feel the waist band of his sweatpants.

"Easy, Ghost," he tried to caution her, although really, he could throw her off if he really tried.

"Sorry," she took on a grin of her own as she adjusted her position, letting her straddle him exactly where she wasn't supposed to. He let out a loud groan that couldn't possibly be mistaken for any other noise. "You sound really cute right now."

Served him right for calling her cute when they were on their last mission. It wouldn't stop him, of course, but he did look charming pinned under her and blushing.

Thena rolled her hips again. She closed her eyes, able to feel the firmness of him, solidly trapped between his pelvis and hers. He must have been leaning right already, although now he was so hard he was pointing due north.

He flinched under her as her fingers dipped into the waistband of his sweatpants, just until she could slip in and tease his tip. "Fuck, honey, you can't do this to me."

"I can't?" she asked as innocently as she possibly could. She released his wrists, so her knees could sit on either side of him. Her lips pinched together as she rubbed herself against him. Her spandex leggings offered less protection than his choice in clothing.

But she could see more of him in his.

"Not if you don't want me makin' a mess," he panted, head tipped up at the ceiling. Even with his hands free, he just laid there under her, completely at her mercy.

"Well, we can't have that, now can we," she purred. She bent over, half lying over him, his cock still sandwiched between them both. Her breasts pooled and then changed shape as she pressed them to his rib cage.

"You're killin' me, sweetheart," Gil grunted, not even looking at the buffet of cleavage she was offering him, even in a plain sports bra. And Gil loved her cleavage.

She crept up his chest, even leaving his cock to its own devices. She ran her finger from his cheek down his throat. "Roll over."

"What?"

"Roll," she repeated pointedly. She lifted herself off of him, moving and using the hook of her heel to pull him with her. Once he was on his belly, she seated herself in the bend of his back again. Her hands were free to place themselves on his soft and sturdy flanks. "Over."

"Okay, you got me," he grunted, but she could hear him just barely holding on. He was almost there; when he was truly close, his voice would get a bit of a whimper in it.

"Good boy," she whispered, ghosting her fingers over where she knew the claw marks were. She had done her best not to leave any, but their rendevouz last night away from prying eyes and ears was a rare opportunity.

"Thena," Gil groaned, remaining pinned under her for lack of anything else to do with himself.

"Hm," she mused mostly for herself. She leaned back, extending a hand behind her for leverage. It met the mat, but she moved it slowly and carefully until she made contact between his legs. He flinched--it was more like he jumped, actually.

"Honey?" he asked, attempting to sound good humored while he was trembling beneath her. He wasn't even trying to look at her, all but burying his face in his arms, although it did nothing to disguise the bright red in his neck and ears. "What, uh, what're you-!"

Thena moved to nestle his balls against her palm. She was careful not to hurt them, but she made sure she was making some contact with them as she moved her hips again. Gil's body also moved under her, by sheer inertia.

As she rolled her hips to ride him, he was rubbing his own cock inside of his pants against the floor.

"You look good in this position, darling," she declared more than happily. The security of having him on top of her was nice--the weight and the warmth. But having him under her was its own pleasure.

Gil didn't even have the words, that telltale whimper escaping his lips as she moved his hips for him and gave him a supporting ball massage.

"That's it baby, let it out," she threw her own head back, also drawing out her own stimulation. She wasn't in this just to have Gil at her mercy, although it was the prime objective in this mission. She moved her other hand to steady herself, placing it in front of her, palm flat on his back. She moved her hips, angling herself to rub her clit through her spandex leggings.

Gil groaned his orgasm directly into the floor mats, even rocking his hips on his own in the throes of his release. For such a strong and unyielding man, being reduced to a creature desperate for release was a good look for him.

Thena purred as she reached a kind of satisfaction as well. She was sat atop her lover, one hand behind her, on his body, one hand in front of her on her own. The strong contact of his back against her, even pressure applied everywhere between her legs and especially in all the right places, it was no wonder they had both gotten in the mood.

And now they had to quickly get out of it.

Thena gulped, moving off of him first. Her legs were cramped and sore, despite being trained to endure Krav Maga and other such martial arts for hours. She all but crawled off of him, letting her knees come together while she braced herself with her palms on the mats.

Gil just barely lifted his head to eye her.

She offered him a smile she hoped was 'cute' enough for him to forgive her. "You were the one to issue the challenge."

His head dropped again. Slowly enough, he lifted his body, butt first until he could push himself up with those arms. He grumbled, "I need a shower."

As did she, Thena realised. Much to her own mortification, she closed her legs together more firmly as the smell of their activities reached her nose. "Good idea."

He huffed at her, picking up his head to really look at her. Perhaps this was somewhat how he felt after they made love; the look of defiant but reluctant satisfaction on his face was damn fulfilling. "If this place didn't have damned separate locker rooms I swear to god-"

"Now, now, Gilgamesh," she laughed, although her smugness disappeared as she realised she would need another minute before standing up. She tugged at her shirt, airing it out to buy time instead. "Make up a good enough excuse to come to my room and that won't be necessary."

[sailforvalinor]

…well, turns out changing to a Jo pfp is fitting in more ways than one.

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

I'm back at it again with another question.

Feel free to tell me to stop sending questions 👍

In spirit of spotify wrapped coming out recently.

Favorite music genre/songs?

i'm afraid i'm the kind of fucker whose music taste is literally anything except what i dislike. y'know like- i can't tell you a specific genre or song bc i like a wide range of stuff, even from genres were the songs i do dislike are from. so uh- yeah lmao

if it counts for anything, i'm very partial to listening to game soundtracks, even when not as background music. like i have stuff from genshin in my music player, that's how bad it gets. i also did have my vocaloid phase but i don't think that's all that surprising. i never did have an emo/punk/alt/scene phase though. i don't think i've ever listened to a single thing by mitski and all the things i've heard from lana del rey have been against my will (like- someone else had the aux). same thing with mcr.

i was a 'the music we played in the car were my parent's cds and or prefered radio stations, which were stuff from the 80s' kind of kid, so

yeah, sorry i can't provide a definitive answer LMAO

[cashewally-sarcastic]

Ventus, who has spent days on the streets of Old Mondstadt listening to the voices of the people. Who has silently watched as parents take care of their young. Watch kids escort their aunts to the stores. The wind around him is so cold

He plays his lyre. Its the only thing he has on him. He would rather die than say where he acquired it, and at the end of the day its his lyre.

Ventus closes his eyes. For the breifedt moment he couldn't hear the deafening gales around him. He is in the eye of the hurricane. What song is he even playing? He switched from one track to the other minutes ago and was now improvising a solo.

The families are still talking to each other.

At the end of the day, he is just background music

.

Then one day a creature bumps into him. Radiating the same warmth as a prayer and eyes akin to his god's. Was it a spy? Was it a child? Was it a puppet?

Wearily, he asks for a name. Smiling as he tells the sprite how he wishes to make ballads of the little thing. It flutters around him, occassionally stumbling in mid air like its drunk. It gives out a little squeak as it gestures to itself.

Ventus tries to mimic that chime, but his mouth can't hit the same notes. The sprite speaks more and more, yet Vrntus can't understand a thing. He just smiles and nods as he subconsciously plays his lyre.

Before he knows it, he can feel the chill of night. Or at least what he thinks it night. The elders of the city tell what night is supposed to be, but the winds had carried away those voices a long time ago.

Tales of an object called the moon. How it would shift as the weeks go by. How it could disappear and be reborn once anew- surrounded by her starry sisters.

Night.

He hated it.

He hates how cold it is. How dark it is. How every candle and life is snuffed by the wind.

Yet the creature is still hear, making a nest on his lap.

Its warm.

Letting go of his lyre for just a breif moment, he runs his fingers down the cloak of the sprite. Soft yet smooth. Was this what a bird felt like?

Tomorrow would be another day. Tomorrow he could try to pronounce his ... freind's name better. Tomorrow he could do so much.

Despite the being being on his lap, he felt a warmth in his chest. Something he has never felt before. Something that made him think of protecting this creature.

Ventus rests his eyes as he carries his first friend, unware he would do this everynight til the day he died

*cheers and applause amid tears and sobs*

MAN that was NOT was I was thinking about sad wise but FUCK that hurts