#the same reason anyone else is. for the platonic aspect of it.

[quietwingsinthesky]

having. feelings about “wincesties dni” banners. (Feelings do expand more broadly than this specific ship/situation, but for reference, this is what we’ll work with)

On one level, I do understand the desire to not have your work perceived in a way that makes you uncomfortable or triggers you. That’s a valid boundary to have. I would feel weird if someone came onto one of my gen fics about. uh. who do I write gen for. Jack & Lucifer. And started talking about shipping them in the comments or wherever, when that was explicitly not the point of what I’d written and I did not want to be involved in that conversation, especially if it’s concerning my piece.

So, it does make sense to me to have a disclaimer of “hey, I made this art/fic/etc to portray this dynamic, please do not apply any other to it”. (Like, no, you can’t stop anyone from doing that anyway, but you can make that boundary and that makes whoever ignores it an asshole.)

But on another level, that’s not what the banners say, is it? It’s “wincesties dni”, not “hey this stuff is gen, do not talk about Sam/Dean on it”. It’s “if you are one of the Bad People, do Not touch my post.” Which feels. Idk. You can do whatever you want on the internet, but that does feel kind of presumptuous. Speaking as someone who has written wincest before, who has looked at the show through that lens, the fact that I have done that does not mean I am now unable to perceive it any other way.

Like, bluntly, just because I have dabbled in wincest (or michifer or hell, any ship actually?) does not mean I’ve suddenly lost the ability to look at gen works about the two characters and take it at that. I like gen Sam & Dean content, probably more than I like wincest, but at the same time, I do linger in the space from wincest-adjacent to shipper. so it’s always. Weird. To come across art or fic I adore and then to get slammed with a “wincesties dni” thing at the end. Like, am I too dirtied by association to be allowed to enjoy it? is my sin so great that everything i reblog shall be tainted? am I being a little fucking dramatic about fandom nonsense?

Sorry about all that. I’m just having some thoughts. I want to reblog cute art. That’s all.

[theyluvlyss]

𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲...

...wishing there was a yellow font color😔...

𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬

《 ♡ 》 headcannons

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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 :

while it's always fun to imagine (haha, get it💀) what it'd be like for him to be your best friend or your boyfriend, there's times when you yearn for that tension. that something in between that's more than a platonic relationship, but just short of being a lover. and I'm here to revive that feeling of what it'd be like for vance hopper to have a crush on you...

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 :

fem!reader x vance hopper - she/her/her pronouns!

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞 :

70s-80s - the grabber doesn't exist

𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 :

cursing (lots of it though, it ain't just me this time) - mentions of aggression/violence/fighting (it's vance, y'all, get serious lol) - vance also being kind of a menace as well, ngl💀 - some angsty themes/scenarios - good ending tho, dw lmao.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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Vance even finding somebody attractive just in general sense, no deeper emotions than that, feels like the end of the world to him. Like, on one hand, he knows these feelings are natural, and there's not really shit he can (or will) do about them, but GOD is it torture for him.

He hates the butterflies, the nerves, the stress-sweats, the inescapable urge to look his crush’s way, all of it. It's gross and uncomfortable, and if he could turn off the ability to feel attraction on a whim, he would.

Butttt,,,, at the same time, he is also a teenage boy. There's no way where SOMETIMES he doesn't mind maybe, POSSIBLY having a lil' hallway crush. Getting to check them out when they're not looking or seeing them outside of school; a pleasant surprise.

And I think just that alone could be a potential reason for why and how he'd be crushing on you. One of those things that, kind of like in Robin's case, just sneaks up on him without realization until it's “too late”.

It was obvious and amused scoffs at your outfit choices (because it's not like you or anyone else is gonna say shit about it lmao). It's him - like I said - checking you out when you're not looking and sometimes even shamelessly. It's him suddenly growing more and more ready to see you every day at school, lowkey trying to make sure you see him.

Walking past you a bit slower than his average stride through the halls, purposely tapping his pen against the desk louder than it to just be written off as "habit", other things similar that would leave you not wondering in the slightest because each "move" he makes is more subtle than the last (not on purpose, he just doesn't know what he's doing lmfao💀).

Leave him wondering why it even mattered to him if you did just give him the smallest morsels of your attention … until you did give it, and then he forgot how to think and he was fighting down the heat steadily rising to his cheeks and he just…

He'd get so pissed tf off, I just know it😭💀. Not at anyone in particular, but he's highstrung, okay, we know this😭✋🏽. And he never knew if that factor about himself was a good thing or a bad thing, because while chasing you off meant that these "gross" feelings would subside, it also meant losing the good aspects of all of this, too.

He'd be a little upset to see you look at him - not with curiosity like you had been - but the same way everyone else did. With fear and nerves. Or even not look at him at all, just a head and a set of eyes drooping straight to the floor or the nearest wall or wherever, anywhere to avoid his gaze. He wouldn't admit it, not even to himself, but if you did it, it'd sting a little.

But, regardless of everything I just said, no way in hell is he making any of the first moves. Not because of lack of confidence or anything, but the guy has no clue where he'd even begin to approach someone romantically. You'd just be another faded crush added to the pretty short list of faded crushes.

But, for the sake of these headcannons, let's say you were the one to nonchalantly approach. He'd go through that little routine he has with anyone he wasn't “cool” with, a glare up and down your person that, if didn't send you away on it's own, came right along with a snarky, “The fuck do you want?” leaving his lips.

“You're Vance Hopper, right?”

“Who's asking?”

“I am. I actually have a question for you.” … “How come you play that pinball machine so much?”

“That's none of your fucking buisness, unless you're tryna’ beat me or something.”

“‘Course not, I don't even know how to play. But…you know, it is the only one in town…”

“...And?”

“You should teach me.”

“Why in the hell would I do that? You're out of your mind; move.”

“Like I said, the machine you play on is the only one in town. You're hogging it.”

“The fuck'd'you just say…?”

“And since you're hogging it, you might as well teach me. Not like anyone else can…”

“tch, Please. Fuck off…”

And say, for the sake of these headcannons, you didn't fuck off, and that you showed up a random afternoon to the Grab'n’Go and bothered Vance anyways until he agreed to teach you (just as long as you didn't come close to his high score).

Or anything relating to this could definitely work. Maybe you pestered him about a specific comic you saw him holding. Or maybe where he'd gotten his jean-vest. Or just any one of his interests, really. If you have enough patience and he doesn't completely decide to push you away, he'll find himself reluctantly flattered at the way you persisted in learning more from him.

Let me repeat.

From him.

Wouldn't you know it? It's quite literally that easy. With a little bit of confidence and persistence without getting too pushy and insane amount of luck, you too can have your very own "Pinball" Vance Hopper. Ka-chow😎.

Once again, he won't say that, obviously, but it's true. It's the thing of now he can't help but let the crush get worse now that you've taken such a wanting interest in him. Actually hoping you come up to him in school, or smile when he checks you out without a care in the world, or actually agree when he's asking- well,,, more or less demanding you to go somewhere with him…

“After school, we're heading to the diner; I'm fuckin’ starving…”

“You ate your lunch and mine, what are you talking about😭?”

"Right, which means your ass is probably hungry, too, so we're going.”

And god forbid if he's ever jealous. Fuck his world ending. THE world ends, ain't no saving the person who's causing these riled up emotions within him, not when he's already as temperamental as they come😭💀✋🏽. Hell, it doesn't even have to be a person! As long as your time isn't occupied by him or being with him, he's salty as fuck.

And hey, don't get me wrong. He knows better than to let it bubble over and affect whatever’s going down between you two. He wouldn't want to come off as controlling or toxic. Chase you away, just like the rest. But that doesn't mean he still won't let it be known, especially when it's all over his face.

Brows furrowed and lips pulled down into a frown. More curt than usual, and strangely, there's a lack of curse words rather than the normal “fuck” “shit” or “ass” flying from that motor mouth of his.

But sometimes, he thanks whoever above when it isn't something as trivial as homework or a job or anything else inanimate keeping your focus. When it's something reasonable, like a family member holding up your time, or a close friend, maybe even a teacher…

He thanked the heavens when it was another guy - someone who he was well within rights to scare off, a viable reason to release some of those jealous tendencies under the thin guise of, “The dude was looking at you like goddamn meat, (N/N).” or “Fuck him, the guy’s a shitfaced manwhore looking for his fifth girlfriend…”

To be honest, it's kind of why it's rare that you're ever the jealous one. Or rather, rare that he notices you being jealous. Not that he doesn't pay attention to you, of course that's not the case. But it's also not really something he considers, you being envious, because (and this is, once again, definitely him talking), “What the fuck would she have to be jealous about?”

It's actually kinda nice having him to act as scary dog privileges. And while maybe sometimes he might get a bit too antsy, you're lucky he likes- oh, I'm sorry, in his words, "respects" you enough to cool it whenever you advise him to. Not in a - dramatic, "Stop fighting, look at me, this isn't you🥺" - way (he'd probabaly laugh and actually physically move you out of his way if you ever did some shit like that💀✋🏽), but more in a - mildly vexed, "😒🙄Don't bother with that guy, it's not worth it..." pinching the bridge of your nose and sighing - kind of way (while he might still ignore this sometimes, at least it isn't pure cringe lmao).

And to be fair, he's right in the sense that he's rather loyal, whether either of you realize it or not. Again, it's not like he's purposely going out with the intentions to woo other folks, but from time to time, a girl or two won't shy away from ogling him and even being bold enough to approach (such as you did, but that's neither here nor there so it doesn't count lol😆).

And in these moments, kind of resemblant to Finney, you can't help but be a little taken aback yourself because… Who the fuck is this girl talking to right now? With you standing right there, no less! The disrespect and audacity of these hoes…

“Sorry, he's busy later and doesn't like talking to…*looking up and down* people… But I can take a message.” As if Vance ain't standing right behind you, putting his things away into his locker and pretending not to listen to this entire interaction💀✋🏽.

“Oh, well, maybe you could just give him my number for me? I'm Anne, by the way, so if you could just tell him to cal-”

“-Ooo, aaahhh, see… I would but, like I said; not much of a talker. Plus, he already has mine, so, sorry😬😆…”

And as you're nearly tugging Vance away, he's very alarmed at the sudden cattiness you've displayed seemingly unprovoked.

“...The fuck was that?!”

“Nothing.”

“That wasn’t nothing, you were mean as fuck back there…!”

And once he clocks that jealousy in you, omg he doesn't know HOW to feel lmao😭. It's like this odd mixture of annoyance, pride, and adoration is suddenly coursing through him, and all he can do is laugh because “What the hell…”

I feel like, after maybe a few more interactions like this, plus some more close proximity, it wouldn't be long before he started trying to pull away. Not because he dislikes you, quite the contrary. Bro’s just,,, scared, really. He doesn't quite have a grasp on these feelings he has for you, and you don't seem to mind, but you're also not giving him the clearest insight either. Not to mention his past and what he's previously been through…

To sum it up, I think this could lead to the classics we all know and love. He pushes away, you persist and maybe even get a little too forceful for his liking, he snaps, it hurts your feelings or whatever, he (in an attempt to salvage what he's about to lose) angrily confesses, you hit him with the, “You're so stupid, omg🙄😽…” And tell him you've felt the same way all along, ya smooch, the end.

Y'all are now the new power couple in school, and anyone who doesn't like it can suck shit (once again, probably his words🤭💀).

𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐬😽✨️!!

again, I wish tumblr provided a yellow color font, cuz that's what I would use for him, so unfortunately, I had to just bold his name/dialogue, but oh wellll💛🪩🙃.

next up is bruce !!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 :

@in3rci4

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 :

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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 :

none :(

[saurongorthaur9]

As we get closer to the end of S2, I'm going more insane over who the surprise kiss is going to involve and whether they are going to go You Know Where. I keep playing the process of elimination game with any character who might share a scene with Galadriel at this point, and I just can't conceive who it could possibly be other than Sauron.

Elrond? It would come out of nowhere, they've said in interviews that Galadriel and Elrond's relationship is platonic, and there'd be the weird "kissing my future MIL" aspect of it.

Celebrimbor? Again, it would come out of nowhere, and Charles Edwards said in an interview that they aren't going with the "Celebrimbor had an unrequited crush on Galadriel" direction.

Gil-galad? Once again, out of nowhere, and it would just be weird and uncomfortable?

Arondir (since we know he shows up for the Battle of Eregion)? Unless Galadriel is his rebound for losing Bronwyn, it would make no sense and they've barely interacted in the series.

A minor elf character (Camnir, Mirdania, etc)? Again, it would come totally out of nowhere, and if it's significant enough for Morfydd to mention it, I really think it'll be with a main character. Plus, where would they go with that, since we know she eventually ends up with Celeborn one way or another?

Speaking of which...Celeborn? Still not 100% convinced that he might not make a very surprise appearance, but it just doesn't seem to fit with the "shocking" description nor the fact that some reviewers who have seen it threw an absolute fit over it apparently.

Adar? This is the one contender that I could see making *some* sense (not as much as Sauron though). There's definitely chemistry there, if not of any romantic sort (as of now), and we know they're going to have some big scenes together in the upcoming episodes. It would fall into the "shocking" category for sure, and I could see lorebro reviewers losing it over it for the same reasons as they would over Sauron. However, right now, I don't see it fitting into the story anywhere, plot-wise or thematically. But right now, it would make more sense than any of the prior possibilities.

Am I crazy that this just leaves Sauron? The character who they have spent two seasons establishing a connection with her and emphasizing that they are still very hung up over each other? The character who, whether you ship them or not, she has the deepest and best chemistry with? The character with whom a kiss would fit thematically (touch the darkness, etc)? Plus, I can think of multiple likely scenarios that it could occur during (a vision, as part of a Galadriel corruption arc if they go there, etc). And it would definitely be shocking and send lorebros into absolute conniption fits.

Like, I know I'm biased because I want it to be them, but truly is there anyone else it would make any sort of sense with? Tell me I'm not crazy (or tell me I am and explain what you're guessing/seeing that I'm not)?

[prettyboykatsuki]

fang i used to never understand queerplatonic relationships (never judged!! just couldnt quite grasp the concept) until i read over your feelings/situation and i think i finally get it now and i realize i was in some sort of queerplatonic (borderline) situationship back in high school 😭😭 i never knew how to explain the relationship me and this dude had but i think that best describes it 🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻crazy

the reason i always defend queer platonic relationships is because they are Not the same as friendship and i dont think its easy to understand why that is unless you have firsthand experience with the feeling.

(and this ask is not to u anon!!! but to other people in general. im so so glad that the term queerplatonic is helping u define ur emotions towards someone!!! )

like. i get it. i get why people equate these things. i get why people see the notion of deep platonic intimacy and associate with the idea with friendship. i get why the instinctual reaction to an unfamiliar relationship dynamic is seeing it as an annoying gen z semantics thing and choosing to invalidate it

but qprs are so very different from friendship and romance - both semantically and logistically no matter what anyone says. they are probably closer to something in the middle.

i think the reason people want these things to be the same so badly is because society at large is obsessed with defining relationships through hierarchy. and in that hierarchy - romance is always at the top of the totem pole so anything outside of that must be either Serious Platonic Friendship or Familial Love. our social view of love is very binary and rigid and a lot of this is proved in fandom culture itself.

on top of that it is also a matter of access. often, when people hear the term queer platonic they assume immediately that it's another - more inaccessible kind of friendship and that it's intentionally trying to put hierarchy on what is actually just best friendship which is not true. the label was never intended for that. it was coined by aroaces looking for life partnership and commitment most similar to romantic relationships but not.

in the first place, invalidating the harmless labeling of a relationship bc you find it annoying is asshole behavior lmao. but refusing to acknowledge that there are people who experience something that you dont and then overall insisting whatever their lived experience may be is false is insane asshole behavior shskjdfjs.

qprs are their own separate Thing. but they are relationships informed by commitment that is simply not normal in our society for friendship no matter how much people insist on it. the only time that kind of friendships is acceptable is usually between cis women which by definition makes that version of intimate platonic friendship inaccessible to everyone else.

and they are like every other relationship in our society in which the nitty gritty details can only be defined by the people within them. they are platonic committed relationships defined as being Queer in how they exist because the behavior and aspects in them would generally be considered unconventional to other, not queer people. and tbh!!!!! even to queer people sometimes fuck!!!!!

i get really defensive about this because its my lived experience several times over. in fact discussing it now just gave me a huge OHHH SHIT moment about my current situation

[zukkaoru]

could you tell me more about why you dislike femskk?

okay disclaimer before i begin: this is not meant to be a dig on every person who enjoys femskk. the biggest reason i don't like it is honestly because it's just not my cup of tea and honestly it really makes no difference to me if other people like it. but beyond that my biggest issues with it are

1. the phenomenon of fans "yuri-ifying" the most popular m/m ship and then using that to prove they like female characters and f/f ships. this is not a bsd-exclusive thing; it happens with stsg too and i don't like femstsg for the same reason. but there's a big difference between actually liking female characters and just genderbending (or even making transfem) the big m/m ship. i literally went to the f/f category in bsd on ao3 the other day looking for fics and about half of them are skk fics instead of fics about like. the actual female characters in bsd. who i was looking for fics of. similarly, there have been some redraw trends going around twitter - specifically the i prefer girls cover redraw - and i have seen. i don't even know how many femskk redraws of that (along with a couple femfyolais and a femrimlaine) but only one redraw with actual female characters from bsd. same with the scene 14 redraw that was going around, and while that one wasn't originally two female characters, i have still seen significantly more femskk (and femsigzai, femsigchuu, femfyolai, etc) than i have ships with even one character who is female in the source material.

and imo this phenomenon is made even worse in the bsd fandom bc so many fans just see bsd as the skk show. so of course they're writing off the actual female characters; they literally don't care about anything besides skk. and obviously i can't do anything to force anyone to care about other characters but like.... bsd has so many other wonderful characters and dynamics (both romantic and platonic) that a good half of the fanbase won't even glance at because they're not skk. i do like skk, but bsd is about so much more than just them. they are, objectively, only one small part of it. like if you only care about skk, then just be outright about it and don't pretend you're "proving" you like female characters and sapphic ships bc you like femskk too

2. of the fans who only like skk and nothing else about bsd, most of them. don't even characterize dazai and chuuya correctly? i think the some of the best skk characterizations i've seen have been from people who actually like other characters and ships too, and some of the worst skk characterization i've seen has come from people who literally don't care about any other ships or characters. this isn't a hard and fast rule obviously but even with 30k skk fics on ao3, i have struggled to find ones that actually feel true to their characters. and the characterization seems to only get worse when it's femskk. if you're just going to turn femdazai and femchuuya into two completely different people, what's the point in it even being skk? why not write k.ousano or h.igugin or even a ship with one canonically female character? if you have to change the core characteristics of both dazai and chuuya... do you even really like them?

3. about femdazai: i actually don't mind the transfem dazai headcanon in general but most fans get her wrong. i made a post about it here but basically so many times i see femdazais that are just. completely unrecognizable as dazai. you can't strip away core aspects of dazai like idk the fact that dazai doesn't show any skin from neck to toe just because you made her a girl. i have seen some femdazai that's good! but i have seen so much that is just fundamentally wrong for dazai's character as a whole. mostly on twitter.

4. about femchuuya: i really truly just don't get femchuuya. i THINK the hype here is probably bc lesbians seem to get attached to chuuya (which. valid. i am also a lesbian chuuya fan.) and so they want to draw a chuuya they can be attracted to (i.e. femchuuya) which like. cool whatever i'm not here to judge. but looking at it from a "would this character actually identify as female" perspective, i don't actually think i can picture that for chuuya. maybe it's just because i so strongly hc them as nonbinary? idk. this one is honestly just a neutral "i don't see that but you do you"

tl;dr: from what i've seen, femskk is often mischaracterized, and genderbending the big m/m ships in a fandom is often a way fans "prove" they like the female characters and f/f ships while not actually caring about anything other than their main m/m ship

[nobedofroses]

The Garden of Eden, Part III

Summary: Din Djarin x sex worker!fem!reader. You aren’t accepting clients on the day celebrating love, but can you really say no to the Mandalorian?

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: reader is a sex worker, discussions of sex work, smut (18+): grinding, nipple play, unprotected p-in-v sex

A/N: part three 10 months later! that being said, this should be viewed as vignettes into some of their interactions with an overarching theme rather than a narrative plot lmao if that makes sense. They just wanna be horny on fake Valentine’s Day, but happy real Valentine’s Day to all of youuu 💘

Part I, Part II, Directory

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The planet on which the Garden of Eden was located had an annual holiday celebrating love. It celebrated any type of love; familial, romantic, platonic, and any other kind you could think of. Not as big as other holidays, it didn’t have planet-wide festivals, but there were decorations, markets, and food devoted to it. 

It also happened to be one of the only days during the year that you elected not to work. You hadn’t grown up with the holiday, but it was so sweet that you adopted it as your own. Besides, you knew all of your clients should be spending it with their loved ones instead of you, the fuckers. 

Some of the other courtesans also took the day off to celebrate and take part in the festivities. But other than getting some of the specialty food and drinks to take back with you to your room, you liked to spend the day by yourself. You treated it as time to get back in touch with yourself and do any kind of self-care that took longer than you typically had time for. Essentially an entire day when you could just love yourself. 

About midday, you were moisturizing after your long bath when you heard a light knock on your door followed by a moor decisive but short one. Thinking maybe one of your regulars had sent you a gift (not unusual), you slipped on a short satin robe and opened the door to find Lilas and Lys standing in your doorway. Lilas looked unsure and Lys the exact opposite; you always found it funny that they had become so close, but Lys was protective and Lilas accepted their infrequent verbal communication, knowing how to understand them in other ways. But they were empty handed. 

Quirking an eyebrow, you leaned your hip against the doorframe, “You both know I’m not taking any clients today. Madame knows too.” 

“Yes, it’s just that…” Lilas trailed off, looking to Lys for assistance, who rolled their eyes fondly and continued, “It’s Mando.” 

Immediately all of the nerves in your body perked up. Whenever you knew he was near you couldn’t help your reaction. Hell, you were already starting to get a little bit wet. But today was your day. The reason you didn’t take clients was your own, and what would it mean if you made an exception? But it was Mando. 

For others, you wouldn’t even consider it, but with him… there was a bond, an understanding there that you didn’t have with any other client. Any other person. 

Since you preferred to avoid thinking about the emotional aspect, your mind wandered to the physical, how he made you feel better than anyone else had. Better than you could yourself most of the time. Maybe letting him visit you, letting him make you feel good was an act of self-love in and of itself. Maybe— 

“We already told him it was a long shot. We can go tell him no,” Lilas rushed out, taking your long silence for a rejection of the idea. 

“No, um, you can tell him yes, but he has to wait thirty minutes,” you shifted, thinking about how you wanted to get ready for him if this was actually happening. 

“Extra?” Lys asked and you met their eyes quickly. There was a small warning in their gaze and you nodded, grateful for the reminder. 

“Yeah, same as the wake-up cost. Can you tell him?”

They nodded and you smiled briefly before the two walked away and you shut the door. You slumped against the door, instantly starting to question whether you should have done that or not. 

But then you straightened. You didn’t have time for that. If you were going to take your time and get ready for him the way you wanted to get ready for him, you needed to start now. 

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Thirty minutes later, Din was being escorted upstairs and to your room. He hadn’t known about Love Day; it seemed like planets he visited were always having one sort of celebration or another. So he was surprised that you weren’t accepting clients. And then more surprised that you accepted him. If you had taken the day off, he figured you would be spending it with someone special. But apparently you had been alone. Not that you weren’t special all by yourself. 

Times like these were when he was happy he didn’t speak very much because fuck that was awkward. 

When the courtesans knocked on the door, Lilas and Lys if he was remembering correctly, you told them it was open. Lys pushed it open and the two of them gave him a once-over as he walked past. He was used to being the intimidating one with all of his armor and weapons, but something told him those two were to be feared. 

He entered the room and noticed all the differences to how it was normally. Everything was blanketed in a soft, peachy glow, and instead of the larger light in the ceiling, there were a couple lamps dimmed with scarves over their shades and a few candles. 

The room also smelled like you. Or the fragrance you wore. It wasn’t overpowering, but stronger than it was normally when you had only put it on yourself. Din glanced around the room, finally noticing you on the cushy chair you never seemed to be sitting in. You had been observing him like he had been observing your room. There wasn’t much of an expression on your face, like you were waiting for his reaction and would adjust your response based on that. You were a professional, after all. 

He gestured around the room, “Is this permanent? Or is it for… Love Day?” 

You smiled at his awkwardness and shook your head, “This is what I do when I have a day to myself. Makes it feel different than just where I do my work.” 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I’ll pay double,” he told you quickly. 

You smiled again, humming, “That could be good.” 

He was cute, always, but especially when he was being generous and kind. 

You stood then, and could tell even with the helmet and visor that he was looking you up and down. Having traded in your satin robe for a sheer mesh one with lacy edges, he could clearly see the pink lingerie underneath. A see-through corset and a flouncy skirt that did not hide the fact that you weren’t wearing underwear underneath. 

“Is that— is it a traditional Love Day outfit?” he asked, his voice coming out even raspier than normal. It was hard to tell with all the armor and padding, but you were pretty sure you could see his hard-on already. 

“Mmm, maybe more traditional for those that celebrate Lust Day instead,” you said with a giggle, walking over to him to lead him to the bed since he seemed to have forgotten that was where he should be heading. 

Once he was at the edge, he remembered himself and started reaching for the scarf he kept for you. But you put your hand on his arm and said, “I want a different one. You start with the armor while I grab it.” 

He normally didn’t take any armor off until you were blindfolded, but Din reasoned that there was nothing wrong with you seeing the flight suit underneath. While he worked on his vambraces, you went over to a lamp, switched it off, and grabbed the scarf from over top. As long as the light in the room wasn’t tricking him, it was pink as well, but darker than the candy pink of your lingerie. 

You held out the scarf to him and he didn’t bother inspecting it for sheerness, completely trusting that you understood how important it was to him for you not to see his face. 

The familiar feeling of him tying the scarf around your eyes made your body flush with warmth and you sighed, excited for what was to come. Instead of moving to the middle of the bed, though, you just sat on the edge and waited. 

By the lack of armor-removal sounds coming from the mandalorian, you could tell he was confused, so you thought you should enlighten him, “Love Day is my day for myself, so I want to do it my way today.”

You didn’t ask if it was okay or try to negotiate, you just told him what you wanted and waited for his reply. If he really didn’t want to, you would do it his way, but you would be disappointed in some deep way that you didn’t know would mend. 

Three seconds went by before his voice came out clear, “Your way.” 

Relieved and so excited, you couldn’t help but beam and bounce up and down on the bed a little bit, urging him on to, “hurry up and get undressed!” 

He chuckled, amused by your eagerness, and also spurred on by it. While he liked being in control and often felt he had to be to protect his creed, he was excited to see what exactly your way was. 

Once he was undressed, he reached for one of your hands and held it to let you know he was ready. With another smile at the warmth of his skin, you stood and exchanged places with him, briefly running your free hand along his side to feel his muscles and little soft rounded tummy. 

“Get in the middle of the bed, Mando,” you told him, and if there was ever a time that Din wanted you to know his name it was now. But he held his tongue, knowing that would open a door that should stay bolted shut. 

You let go of his hand so he could move and were glad to hear him shifting around, clear evidence that he could follow orders. Once the sounds stopped, you climbed on the bed as well, finding his legs and straddling him at the hips, not quite lined up where you knew his already hard cock was. He could wait a little bit longer, you wanted to drag this out. 

He didn’t move to touch you and at first you were surprised until you realized he was waiting for you to tell him and you were very, very pleased. 

“Touch me, Mando. But only over the lingerie,” you told him in a voice equal parts sweet and stern. 

Din’s hands came to your waist over the corset and he brushed his thumbs in a wide arc, just barely skimming the undersides of your breasts. You shivered and he smiled in satisfaction; he always loved to see how his touch made you feel. 

He could see your nipples harden through the translucent pink and his mouth watered, wanting to hear the little moans you made whenever he sucked on them deep. But he settled for touching them in teasing circles, before gently scratching his short nail over the peak. Your muscles jerked at the sensation and you gasped, your hands moving to his shoulders to try and stabilize yourself. 

His cock was hard between the two of you and while you weren’t touching him he swore he could feel the damp heat emanating from your cunt. The fabric of the little “skirt” you were wearing brushed his cock whenever you shifted and if Din wasn’t careful, that could be enough to undo him. 

He ran his fingers down to the hem of the corset and tugged on it, “Did you buy this?” 

“Why? Are you jealous?” you smirked. But after a couple seconds of him not answering, you kept on since you possibly shouldn’t know whether he was jealous anyway, “I did, wanted something nice all to myself. Can’t wear something this expensive with clients or it’ll get ruined.” 

Din didn’t want to remind you that he was a client and risk you hiding the lingerie away, so he rested his hands on your waist and said, “Did you wear it all day?”

“Mmm, no, I’ve been relaxing, sleeping in, taking a bath. I was just getting ready and was gonna invite some of the others to my room to watch some shows and maybe fool around a bit. Or just cuddle, who knows,” you mused, getting a little distracted by what your plans might have been.

Mando shifted underneath you and you raised a brow underneath the blindfold, “Do you like that? Would you ever want someone to join us?” 

Immediately, Din shook his head, and then told you, “No, I don’t like to share.” 

The steely edge in his voice sent a thrill down your spine and you made a little moaning sound before telling him, “More, touch me more. Anywhere.” 

He used his hands on your waist to pull up closer and then arch your back, leaning forward so he could mouth at your nipples through the fabric. Something about him being too eager or too obedient to take off the lingerie made you very hot and you wanted his cock, now. 

You tried reaching underneath you to palm him, but the way he had maneuvered your body meant your arm wasn’t long enough. But you really didn’t want to stop him from what he was doing to your breasts because it felt so good. Finally, you decided that you could wait for his cock if he was touching your clit instead. 

So you put one hand over his where it was on your waist and started guiding it down between your legs, saying, “Here too. Want you to make me so wet I don’t even need your fingers to stretch me first.” 

Din moaned around your nipple, fingers sliding through your wet folds and thinking you must be nearly to that point already. But he dutifully found your clit with his thumb, the rest of his fingers and palm splayed out possessively over your mound. 

Soon you were moaning in earnest, your hips trying to rock against his hand without accidentally pulling your breasts from his mouth. It was the best dilemma to have, and would have gladly came that way, moaning encouragement and telling Mando how fucking good he was making you feel. 

But when Din felt your wetness drip onto his cock, he couldn’t stand it any longer. He had been hard and leaking precum practically since he had seen your lingerie, and now he needed your pussy. 

He pulled back after one more soft bite to your nipple and used his now free hand (since it was no longer holding your breast exactly how he wanted for access) down to his cock, stroking himself in time to the circles he was rubbing on your clit. 

His breath was heavy, but his tone was determined when he said, “You’re ready now.” 

You could hear the sound of his hand on his cock and got instantly jealous, moving down quick enough that he couldn’t stop you from pushing his hand away when you found it and grabbing his cock yourself. The thick weight of his cock felt just right in your hand, and you knew it felt even better in your pussy. You lowered your hips until his tips brushed against your lips and then started swiping it through your folds to get it wet, your free hand braced on his shoulder for support. 

“Gonna ride— oh fuck,” you moaned as his tip pressed against your clit, “ride you, Mando. Till you fill me with your hot cum.” 

He moaned, his hands on your ass now, squeezing and feeling you up to keep from pulling you down onto his cock. 

“Do you want that, Mando?” 

“Yeah, fuck,” he groaned, hips starting to move up towards your because he needed to be inside of you. 

“T-tell me.” You were torturing yourself as much as him, but you wanted to see just how much he would do whatever you told him. The thought that there might not be a limit made more slick drip down onto his cock. 

He hesitated, moaning instead when you twisted your wrist as you stroked him, but even his pretty moans weren’t enough. “I said, ‘tell me,’” you told him firmly, pressing your nails into his shoulder briefly as a reminder. 

“I want you— dammit,” he cursed as you started lining up his tip with your entrance, hoping you would be able to let him push in if he just said it right, but the soaking warmth distracted him. “Want you to ride my cock.” 

You smiled big and bright, but it quickly melted away into a gasp of pleasure as you sunk down quickly on his cock, taking him all the way to the hilt. 

“Fuck, fuck me,” Din said under his breath, feeling like he was fucking you for the first time again. Which would really not be great since that had only lasted a minute and he wanted this to last forever. 

“I know, just getting, oh, just getting used to how big you are when I’m on top,” you told him, misinterpreting his quiet curse. 

All that did was make him moan again, and he couldn’t help but using his hands on your ass to try and get you to move. If you didn’t move, he might lose his mind.

Now that his cock was fully inside you, you put both hands on his shoulders to brace yourself and started rocking on his cock. Since you were still getting used to the stretch and just how fucking deep he was inside of you at this angle, you didn’t lift off of him very much, just grinding your hips forward and back, fucking yourself about an inch on and off his cock in the process. 

You thought about apologizing for not doing more, but all that came out of your mouth was a breathy moan as somehow his cock was pressing against all the best spots inside of you and the base was grinding against your clit at the same time. You did it again and then again in rapid succession, losing focus on everything that wasn’t his cock. 

Din couldn’t believe his view. Without any guidance or even words from him, you were practically humping his cock, over and over again, letting out these little whines and whimpers that had him throbbing inside of you. He couldn’t see your eyes, but based on the way your head was slightly tilted back and your senseless moans, he would guess that they were rolling back in your head. Oh and fuck, your mouth had been open to make all these sounds, and you were just starting to drool, a nearly overwhelming juxtaposition to how hard you were riding his cock. 

He pressed his lips to the corner of your mouth, an open mouthed kiss to get the spit from your skin, and that was enough to ignite another desire in you. You turned your head to catch his lips and kissed him, and Din was more than happy to absorb all your little sobs. Your kisses were artless, just warm presses of your mouth against his, but Din loved them, loved that you were so fucked out on his cock that you were breaking one of his unspoken rules to only kiss once after sex because apparently you just wanted to that bad. 

After a bit, though, you got too overwhelmed for even that and pulled away to drop your forehead to his shoulder, whining and crying in his ear, “Mando— Mando—” 

With all his attention focused on you, Din hadn't realized how close he was, how fucked out he was too, and before he could even begin to think better, he told you, “Call me Din.” 

Even in your dazed state, you knew what he meant, that Din was his name. The excitement you felt to know it outweighed any coherent thought over whether he should’ve told you, and you said to him, “Oh, Din, I think I’m gonna— Din!”

It was like just saying his real name was enough to make you cum, and you did, fucking yourself with the same short, deep thrusts that kept his thick cock buried inside of you as you clenched around it, covering him in another coat of slick. The pleasure of your high shot through your entire body, sending bursts of heat and desire through all of your nerves and all of your senses until your voice broke and your thighs shook, slowly coming to a stop because you no longer had the strength to keep going. 

It wasn’t until you lifted your head to offer him a kiss and an apology that you needed a second to recover before you could start fucking him again, your body shifting with the movement and revealing a stickier mess between your legs and up inside you that you even realized Din had cum at the same time. You figured out what had happened with a breathy laugh, understanding that one of the waves of warmth that had gone through your cunt hadn’t just been your orgasm, but his. 

That’s when you felt how heavy he was breathing too, and heard his little fucked out moans, your senses too overloaded to have heard the minute before. 

You still weren’t quite back to normal, but you wrapped your arms around his neck and settled yourself more perfectly on his cock, making him whine just a little. You kept from trying to get him to make that perfect sound again by reminding yourself that your legs were absolute jelly, and leaned in to kiss him instead. 

It was relatively short, both you just remembering how to breathe, but sweet and tender like he always was. 

You smiled, kissed his cheek, and said, “Din, I like it.” 

Despite himself, he blushed and grinned shyly, glad you couldn’t see. He tried to think of something clever to say but all that came out of his mouth was, “I like you.” 

A smile unlike any other filled your face and you moved your hand until you found his jaw and brushed your thumb over the grown out stubble that was there, that you loved feeling on your thighs. “I like you too. Can you stay a couple hours?”

Your hope was that the quick transition to logistics would prevent any awkwardness or realizations of being in too deep. 

It seemed to work, as Din chuckled, ducked his head so his nose could nudge at your neck and inhale your scent before asking, “Why? Already want me to fuck you again?”

Your chest got warm with slight embarrassment but even more excitement when you realized his dick was already starting to harden again. You did your best to answer his question, “Well, y-yes, but I also wanted to– oh—” but you got cut off as he deftly maneuvered himself to be kneeling, using the inertia of the motion to get you on your back below him, all the while keeping his cock pressed deep inside you. 

“You were saying?” Din asked, nipping at your pulse point and just barely starting to rock his hips against you. 

“W-was I?” you asked breathily, the smooth slide of his cock fucking away all coherent thought. 

“You were. I think you were about to say that this time, you want to do it my way,” he murmured, his deep, resonant voice washing warm tingles over your skin. 

“Yes, Din,” was your quick reply, earning a snap of his hips into you that made your pussy tighten and breath stutter. You hoped he could stay all day.

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[celtrist]

For your obsession au, do Husk and Niffty have an obsession with Alastor too? If yes, how do they display it?

So I'm inclined to say yes as the obsession AU pretty much has anyone and everyone affected. I've only really played around with unfallen angels or characters like Mammon and Octavia as characters not effected by it.

With that said, I did think it would be funny if Niffty wasn't affected for absolutely no reason considering how she is in canon. However, I do think she would logically be just as affected as everyone else as the au is meant to put Alastor through the ringer (though how much of a break is it when the only person you can talk to is Niffty? I'm certain he WOULD go crazy at some point). But maybe I'll play around with the idea. But as of right now, she is obsessed like everyone else.

Niffty is very clingy, likes to constantly clean Alastor's space, and steals his things from unfinished food to underwear, and puts it in her stash of things to more than likely do unspeakable things with. She more than likely sets mouse traps for Alastor but where Vaggie is clever with her traps, Niffty very much isn't. Alastor still likes Niffty for her "twisted little mind", and will actually indulge her somewhat (like if she sets up a literal mouse trap for him, he will "play along" up until actually being "caught". To be honest, Niffty is pretty much the same as canon, she's just got the hots for Alastor and makes it known (loud flirting and all). So she does a lot of things you'd expect her to do, steal his stuff, watch him sleep (if he does), just watches and stares at him generally when she was nowhere in the vicinity 2 seconds ago (Alastor has probably gotten both startles by her but also given a resigned tired "Hello Niffty" on multiple occasions). Niffty still likes other bad boys though and with her questionable attention span, isn't always focused on Alastor. Though she more than likely has fantasies of either Alastor (and others sometimes) doing horrible things to her or her (and others sometimes) doing horrible things to Alastor. To quote Husk "You don't even wanna know what's her deal".

People don't really see her as a threat to their relationship with Alastor though. And it's probably due to Niffty still being her normal self and getting distracted pretty often and as a result not constantly focused on Alastor all the time that Alastor is pretty tolerable of her. Plus, I just like to think he has a soft spot for her.

Husk is a toughy. I do think I've settled on the idea that, while the obsession curse can increase one's hate of Alastor, it does ALWAYS still include an aspect of a desire to be with him. Whether THAT varies between platonic or romantic I'm not quite sure, but I'm inclined to the latter (as someone said, it's kinda supposed to be an aroace nightmare). Husk is probably one of the "better behaved" folks though. He's a pretty mellow guy compared to most other characters in the show, so I'd imagine how he'd act here would be subtle and not as overt as some of the others. I can see him having just wanted to own Alastor's soul as the reason he gambled his own soul away rather than having not much left and being desperate. He wants to not just be with Alastor, but to OWN Alastor. Unfortunately, Alastor is still good with cards in this AU so Husk has the opposite of what he wanted. He still takes what he can get though. Since becoming a bartender in the hotel, he's more than likely roofied Alastor on occasion. Husk is like Vaggie in that he really hates Alastor but also loves him. But where Vaggie wants Alastor to change to be more feminine, Husk would prefer Alastor nice and quiet. Any talking he does want to hear would be more along the lines of a "master and servant" dialogue, with Alastor being the latter. Considering canon Husk would more than likely KILL to see Alastor in misery, I'm certain he's had some pretty sadist ideas with him due to his hate for the guy. But maybe here he'd be more along the lines of "I wanna see him in pain but I don't want him to actually no enjoy it". However, I think he does want to just be a shoulder for Alastor to lean on too, and is more than willing to hear Alastor talk about his problems at the bar. More than likely Husk has probably subtly put things into Alastor's head during those moments too, like messaging. But Husk doesn't genuinely want Alastor hurt or anything and is certainly one of the more aware people about the curse. As a result, I can also see him trying to hold back on trying to do anything bad to Alastor.

While Niffty is pretty easy to imagine, Husk has been super hard. He's just a character that I have a really difficult time thinking about "what it he was a yandere" for. Someone mentioned something about Husk just wanting to be a good buddy to Alastor, but that seems too nice for Alastor. By the same token, it honestly could make for a good "break-up" from everyone else. Thus why I have Husk also being one of the very few (possibly only one) actually holding back on his instincts caused by the curse. Any thoughts about Husk's obsession or ideas to do instead would honestly be helpful. He's a tough cookie for me.

[dearweirdme]

Would you mind if I genuinely ask something?

Why are Tae and Jimin considered as soulmates? Can anyone tell me some concrete examples with an explanation what does the word of soulmate means to you or anyone who sees them as soulmates? Because to my understanding of "soulmate", they really aren’t and it is OK. They have completely different characters, different friend circles both inside and outside of bts, different world views, different styles etc etc.

I have been following them since 2017, Tae and Yoongi as my biases. I appreciate all of them and their different personalities. As far as I have observed so far, I can say that there seems to be closer bandmates than Vmin. Tae is closer to JK and Hobi. Jimin is also closer to Hobi and Yoongi. I can remember many instances where i can see those are have closer bonds, like casually mentioning each other or know random details about each other lives etc. It is just apparent that they spend time together, you know? Because for example, I believe that my two biases Tae and Yoongi, are not that close either (and that is ok too. That doesn’t mean that I cannot appreciate their bond which I find very honest and touching.) but I think even Yoongi has a better understanding of Tae than Jimin in some aspects. Same with… say… Hobi and Jimin… they were roommates for years, Jimin literally worships Hobi, yet they are not the soulmates. Why? Just because vmin are the same age? Is that it? I am genuinely confused for years😅

Of course vmin love each other deeply, they know each other very well because they spend 10+ years in the same band, they went through a lot together so there is a bond which will not broken for life and that should be more than enough to appreciate their relationship. It should be enough, imo. But when one say "oh they are soulmates!", it is just not it. Sorry if this might sound harsh (that is really not my intention) but I think this soulmate thing is one of the army’s myths which starts to be harmful. Because it is unfair to both of them to expect something from them which isn’t there. Because when they do or say smt that doesn’t fit in that narrative, both get so much unfair criticism which simply wouldn’t happen if we can just let that soulmate thing go.

Hi anon!

I think this is a question only Tae and Jm can actually answer, but let me take a shot. I did use to struggle with this myself at one point, for the same reasons as you.

So, to my knowledge.. (and I wasn’t in fandom at the time, so this is stuff I read and it can be false.. this fandom is madness) Tae and Jm themselves answered they are soulmates at a fansign (a fan had them pick options to describe their friendship or something). They ofcourse sing about it in Friends, and I think have mentioned it more often. I think they have consistently talked about their friendship in a way that shows how important they are to each other. I understand that some see the fanservice value of this, but I think it’s very possible that they actually do feel this way about each other. I think bonds between BTS members are real and strong, I don’t think they lie about those.. I don’t think there’s a need to embellish Tae and Jm’s relationship with the title of soulmate, best friends would have sufficed to get the message across I think.

It does all depend on what you feel the definition of soulmate is. There is not really one definition to be found though. A search on google will rather give you several definitions and there are certainly those that I feel would fit Jm and Tae. In truth, to understand why Tae and Jm have mentioned being soulmates, you’d have to know their definition of the word.. or at least the most common use of the word in South Korea. It’s very possible to have more than one soulmate, it’s certainly special.. but you can for instance feel that someone is your romantic soulmate, and for someone else to be a platonic soulmate.

What I have found as some sort of common descriptive though.. is that soulmates are those who feel like there’s an automatic mutual understanding and support. A feeling of belonging perhaps, or of acceptance and safety. I do feel Tae and Jm have that. I think they know the other will always be there for them, no matter how often or how little they talk or meet. Them hugging at Jin’s release to me was very significant of how much they mean to each other.

Having said that, I agree that Tae seems closer to at least Jk. And I feel strongly that Jm’s bond is stronger to both Hobi and Yoongi. But I think if you let go of the idea that soulmates have to be closest, I think those things are all able to exist at the same time. I think when we talk about Jm and Tae being soulmates, it’s about the trust and understanding they have in/of each other due to having walked the same path, due to being same age (which allowed them to be more frank), and due to having witnessed what the other went through and understanding why they are who they are.

This is something that is debated about a lot I think. I have seen the topic come around several times already. I can see how some think it’s a construct. I mean, it is showbiz.. things are embellished a lot. I definitely think BH used it to their benefit, as they do with many things. But I think Tae and Jm’s strong friendship is undeniable, so the possibility of them actually seeing themselves as soulmates certainly is there imo.

[raeflora]

👏👏👏 let's get that chuck "are you sure?" meta 👏👏👏

hi!! omg yes I'm so glad ur interested 🫶🏻🫶🏻 so chuck saying "are you sure?" is so important for multiple reasons, especially in regards to his character development. for all of early s1 chuck is very much characterised as a womaniser with little regard for people's feelings, and obviously in the pilot little regard for consent or thinking of anyone except himself. even in 1x07 he flirts with one of the dancers until bart walks in, so he's firmly established as a playboy by this point and his behaviour is the same as always. throughout all his flirting and lecherous teenage boy comments he always assumes that the other party will reciprocate, and never tries to actively stop anything. however, all of this shifts in the limo scene. blair kisses him and, before anything else can happen, he pulls back and asks if she's sure. with those three words it's implied that blair isn't like other girls to chuck, that she's not going to be some meaningless hook up he'll discard later (even though both blair and us the audience don't fully know this yet bc of his established behaviour). he asks if she's sure bc he knows they can't just stop at one kiss, that the connection and energy between them is more than purely platonic, and he wants to give her an out. if she says no then that's it, they can stop and it's done. he's giving her the choice and putting her feelings and needs above his own. this contrasts his earlier behaviour and shows his blossoming development, and how important his relationship with blair is to that. pilot episode chuck wouldn't ask if she was sure, wouldn't put the decision in her hands but he's not the same boy anymore. his development is more than his relationship with blair, but it's a central part of starting it as that's what made them rewrite him in the first place. even the simple act of him asking blair if she's sure she wants to sleep with him shows he's not just a smarmy playboy and that his feelings for her are real (again this is more apparent in 1x08 as we're not meant to really see this change until then) also by asking her he's not just assuming her answer as he does with other girls, he wants it to be her decision and not his bc he knows how important losing her virginity is to her and what it means that she's choosing him. it's not a case of him taking advantage of her or getting what he wants, it's him allowing her to be in control of the situation and do what she wants instead which is a reoccurring aspect of their relationship, and stems from this moment

[chrisemrysfics]

This happens often enough that it is frustrating and I wanted to say something about it: can I just please enjoy a platonic/familial Tony&Peter fanfic without that enjoyment being broken by the author insulting or bashing on Starker shipper?

I love their dynamic in canon, I love them as mentor/mentee, I love them as father/son, and the reason I love Starker ship is first and foremost the idea that love is stronger than all the potential issues they face for a potential relationship. Because that's what it is: not inherent wrong aspects, but potential issues. And "potential" means it doesn't always become a reality. Fics that explore when it isn't necessarily healthy, or legal, aren't fundamentally different than fics exploring violent themes for example. It's about the messiness and complexity of humanity, which in itself is beautiful. And in Starker, its because I love their canon dynamic and I love the idea of their love being stronger than the potential issues, that I can enjoy darker/unhealthy depictions of the ship. And it's all fiction, which is first and foremost about telling a story. And a fictional story is entertainment specifically because we know it's fiction and no real human being were harmed to make that fiction, nor does anyone depicted is an actual real human being being harmed in the events of the fictional story.

And you know what is the irony? Not a single fic I've read for Starker makes explicit or implicit comment of the same type about people who only view them as platonic/familial. When I read fics for the platonic/familial dynamic, sometimes the author in the notes will call Starker shipper "gross", or disgusting, and sometimes there are moments in the fic itself where for the idea of them together is thrown around and the characters react "ew", which sometimes make sense in context, but other times, it honestly doesn't feel like it make sense to have this show up and have this strong feeling of being in there for a more "subtle call out". But not a single fic for Starker does the same thing.

Most Starker shipper, myself included, respect if someone just doesn't see them this way. Most Starker shipper will think carefully about the tags to put, and you know what I did see often? Starker author who feel a need to state that they don't condone the real life version of the stuff that they write. It breaks my heart everytime because it's so obviously because they know what part of the fandom say about them. They can't even enjoy and write what they like without feeling a need to try and express it's just them enjoying fiction. Non-Starker act so offended, but they're the one who put pressure onto the rest of the fandom that is either platonic/familial only but respectful, or Starker too.

And you know what? I'll come out and say it: what I fucking don't condone is harrassing other people, and butting your head into the genuine happiness of others. What I happily condone is respect, choice, consent, genuine love, and a real wish for each other well-being even when it's hard or complex or messy. If two or more people genuinely care for each other, choose each other, respect each other, wants to try, and have enough maturity for their choice and consent to not be blind? That is what matter. I wouldn't want to see a late teen with an adult, because the amount of potential issues is enormous, and most of the time, it won't work out or it isn't healthy. But to pretend there isn't a tiny amount of cases where it does work out is a disservice to any relationship that started where it was really iffy, and yet worked out for them because they truly, genuinely loved each other.

You know what else I'll come out and say it? I'm a fucking survivor of CSA, and it's so damn healing to see people who enjoy things I enjoy without feeling it's only because I'm "broken", to see that it's something natural in our psyche. I was robbed the ability to grow up blind to what sex is, I was robbed my consent, I was made to feel powerless. But I recovered from all of this, a survivor and not a victim anymore, and growing up, I was always more mature than my age, which meant I knew that it is possible for someone to feel more mature than others people their age. If I fell in love with an adult as a teen, I would have known the inherent risks. And I would have been so angry, and hurt, to be dismissed, for others to try and take away my agency again. I wouldn't have wanted, and still don't want, someone to feel, or feel again, the hurt of your agency being violated. On the other end, even as a teen, and still as an adult, I would be just as angry to see a child or a teen that is being abused or who is in a dangerous situation, where their agency is not properly respected. As a teen, and now as an adult, it pisses me off to see the way people in fandom can act for mere fiction, because all I see are people who ignore and dismiss other people agency. All I see is people harassing and violating other people. Because I know what the real life feeling is like, and I can recognize it a miles away when it happens.

No fiction has either violated me. But people? Oh yes, they do. They don't even have to come attack me directly. Everytime I see them attack someone else, or make certain comments in their author note. And I'm so damn lucky I did heal, and recover. Because even though I did, it still feels frustrating and hurtful. I cannot begin to imagine how it feels like for those like me, or similar to me, who are still healing and have to face this over fiction. Who might not even know why it hurt, or only in part.

So yeah, this has angered me enough to come out and say it: watch what you are doing and saying over mere fiction, because chances are, what you are doing is violating other people. Abuse, and violation, aren't always sexual or even physical. Emotional&mental abuse, emotional&mental violation, are just as real. And fiction cannot abuse or violate, because there is no one real inside fiction, there is no power. Only real people can hurt others this way.

I didn't spend years healing and recoving to be walked over by people who either don't undestand, or who do but unknowingly (or worst, knowingly) become the abusers. And you, who enjoy dark fiction of any kind, especially "problematic ships", especially ships like Starker?

Thank you. You're the ones who sees what I see, even when you never experienced what I did, and I hope you never had to. Not the ones who act on supposed moral high grounds, but you, you are the ones who truly understand. I am angry for your sake, because I know what it feels like to be violated in the worst of ways, and I never wish anyone to be violated in any way. So thank you for looking into these topics right in the eyes, and knowing there is nothing wrong with enjoying them. Thank you, especially, to the ones that actually point out when the situation is entirely legal, if not risky, and those who show how such ships can be healthy, for unknowingly recognizing how people like me would have felt if a similar situation had happened in real life. For recognizing where the line is between what is violation, and what isn't.

You're attacked so many times from content exploring darker topics, darker depictions of ships, or ships who aren't inherently dark but have potential issues, so for once, I want you to hear it: thank you.

[chiisana-sukima]

Hello, I really love your perspective on SPN.How much of the incestuous undertones do you think were intentional (obviously the writers are aware of some of it with the erotically codependent line)? And also how much do you think the general viewerbase (not fandom) picked up on back when the show was coming out?

I think the vast majority of the incestuous undertones were intentional and that spn is the 7 Minutes of Incest Show, if not from day one, then certainly at least from season one. Kripke and Gamble both called it "the epic love story of Sam and Dean" and Jensen has called it a love story about two brothers. The number one major theme of the show over its whole run is the way love, abuse, and horror in families run together and interact, and an act of vertical, nonconsensual incest (Mary and Azazel's kiss) is the first domino through which the entire rest of the plot occurs. Kripke was asked by Standards and Practices if he'd be willing to remove it and he declined. That suffocating feeling of someone loving you enough to do anything for you, but also anything to you, and how that's an unacknowledged aspect of familial love--all of that is all over the text and has to be intentional. It's too blatant, omnipresent, and barely even given plausible deniability, to not be.

That said, I also think there was no intent at all that Sam and Dean be interpreted as actually banging each other or even interested in banging each other. The risque jokes are just risque jokes. They practically write themselves even had both the writers' room and the set not apparently been inhabited mostly by people with the sense of humor of twelve year old boys (which I'm not complaining about--I too have the sense of humor of a twelve year old boy and find most of the jokes hilarious). The weird interest in each others' sex lives is just the same over-investment they have about every other aspect of each other's lives. And the more serious romantic/sexual overtones imo are there to reinforce the platonic/emotional love story, not tell a separate one.

R.e. how much did the general audience (GA) notice it, I have no idea tbh. My guess is probably not much, because the GA is there to be entertained, not think too hard about every little detail like we do in fandom. Spn is a very vibes-based show and one can easily absorb the vibes for entertainment purposes without thinking too hard about what they mean.

And to be blunt, people in general have a metric fuckton of practice not noticing irl incest while pretending to be vigilant about and horrified by it, so why would they notice it in a fictional setting where the love between the (emotionally) incestuous family members is ultimately redemptive and always saves the day? That's a pretty hard disjuncture to face squarely imo. Not looking away is a learned skill that most of us have no specific reason that we know of to learn, and it's in many ways an awful experience learning it, so why would most of us bother? I've never specifically asked a GA member about the incest piece in particular, but my spouse, who is a GA member, didn't notice that spn is particularly rapey and didn't notice that Lucifer had canonically raped Sam, even though Spouse has a long and sometimes complicated marital history with a rape survivor.

Anyway, thanks so much for the ask! I'm always very interested to hear the opinions of others, so Nonny, you and anyone else who feels like it are welcome to add on in reblog.

[tommykinard]

Serious question, no hate or anything but why are so many people convinced that Ryan and Oliver would love for buddie to happen? Because everything they said sounds quite like the opposite, especially from Ryan. He said the same thing since 2019, he wants to portray this vulnerable, close, platonic friendship/bromance without it turning romantic. He also said he doesn’t even see or play Eddie as gay. And Oliver also said he doesn’t even know if he would actually want it to happen. Which means he doesn’t even think about it actually happening. Sure they love the (non toxic) fans and their love for the characters but I really don’t think they’re dying for buddie to happen. They always say they’re open to it if that’s what Tim decides and if it doesn’t come off as fanservice. But they know exactly it could never be anything but fanservice if it happens. And even if they absolutely wouldn’t want it to happen, they couldn’t say it or else they get called homophobic. So what is it that makes people believe they want Buddie to be canon?

Okay so I'm gonna answer assuming this was sent in good faith, but I really don't like the putting of words in people's mouths and also this extremism re: :they never said that", "this will never happen", etc.

I can only speak for myself, not for anyone else in fandom and definitely not for Ryan or Oliver since I don't know these people personally and I can only assume that you don't either. And as much as we joke about them being unhinged and out of PR jail and whatever, we have to remember these people are professionals who have been in the industry a long time and know how to interact with journalists and press because it's their job. They're never going to outright confirm or deny anything, they can only speak to what material they're given in the moment. As of right now, buddie is a vulnerable, close, platonic friendship. Neither of them have any reason to suggest otherwise. Also please remember that they are actors, they don't write for the show, yes they can offer input into the storylines but they cannot definitively change the trajectory of the show. Sorry anon, but Ryan and Oliver saying that they don't know the future of buddie does not mean they "don't even think about it happening". You don't know what they think, I don't know what they think, so let's stop with these extreme assumptions.

Also "they're not dying for buddie to happen"? I never said that they were. I said that from everything I've seen, I can tell that Ryan and Oliver know their characters and love their characters better than anyone in this fandom ever could. And understanding and loving Eddie means knowing the full depth of how much he loves Buck, whether that be platonic or romantic or some secret third thing. Same goes for Buck. I think if it goes the romantic route, Ryan and Oliver would have a blast getting to explore and portray another aspect to the buddie dynamic. If it doesn't go there, I think they would still knock it out of the park with how they portray a very important relationship in these characters lives, and I think they would still have a blast with it, like they've been doing this whole time. But again, I don't know them and I could be wrong, I'm just going off of the bare minimum info I have.

As for "they know it could never be anything but fanservice", did they tell you that? I've seen time and time again how this show surpasses expectations, I for one did not want an Eddie cheating with Shannon's doppleganger arc when it was speculation, but the show surprised me with how much I liked the way they did it. Same goes for buddie, if you think it can only ever be fanservice, just give them a chance to maybe surprise you. Ryan and Oliver are gonna get shit on no matter what they say in interviews. If they talk about buddie too much and hint about it being romantic, they're going to get accused of queerbaiting. If they don't talk about buddie at all or keep emphasizing that buddie is platonic, they're going to be called homophobic. It's a lose lose situation.

And another thing? Interviews are not word of god. This fandom (and any fandom) needs to stop placing so much weight on them. They're a fun behind the scenes look into the conversations and decisions surrounding different scenes and storylines, but that's it. Personally, I don't care what Ryan or Oliver might feel about buddie. It's fun seeing them be supportive of it, sure, but they could outright say that it was never going to happen and I wouldn't care, because they're not the writers or showrunners, what they say in an interview has no impact on the show. A lot of people weren't there or have forgotten when Tim made comments about how much he loved Taylor Kelly and wanted to pursue more journalist storylines, or when he said Eddie would have no PTSD after the shooting. So even if Tim confirmed or denied buddie in an interview? It means nothing bc it didn't occur in the show. We'll all find out whether Ryan and Oliver wanted buddie to happen or not if/when it does happen, or when the show ends. Until then just stay along for the ride or hop off if you're not having a good time.

[bee-dot-exe]

Kinda long and kinda real post ahead if that's alright.

I don't talk about it on here a lot, but I'm non binary, afab specifically.

I don't know if I ever remember a time where I was completely comfortable with my chest. It always either feels too there or not there enough. Some days I feel more okay with them and some days I feel like crying because of them and most days I just exist and try to ignore them or something.

When Ranboo posted those most recent pictures, I was speechless, not in a negative way, just kind of a way that I didn't know what else to do. Yes, he looks incredible. Yes they are attractive. But my first reaction was looking at his chest.

Real and maybe slightly tmi talk time.

I promise I mean all this is the most respectful way possible, but when I saw those pictures, I kind of saw my own chest. The size and shape seem to be pretty similar to my own.

And to see him confidently wear that shirt and post those pictures and the reaction from everyone I've seen so far in all aspects and thinking about myself at the same time in the same way was strange but it was also wonderful. I struggled to make a caption when I posted those because they looked too amazing and I couldn't find the words but also because I was a bit emotional. Just thinking about all of you reacting to him and the positivity and honestly the jealousy they've gotten and trying to think of myself in that same way even slightly was both heartbreaking and heartwarming.

I don't know how much of that made sense or if anyone else could relate, but if it did or maybe I even unlocked something for you, I'm sorry and I'm glad.

For those who took the time to read and try to understand it at the least, thank you.

Ranboo, if you somehow come across this at some point, I hope it was okay to write this and you don't think it was disrespectful or in any way besides platonic. I am so proud of you for so many reasons. Thank you for letting us exist and grow alongside you.

[setirophx]

some sexual and romantic headcanons for seph. they do get a bit explicit, so fair warning!

firstly, this will be divided into two parts. each being two eras of sephiroth's life. the "sane!seph" era, before he learns what he is in nibelhem. and "jenova!seph" where he's merged with jenova and has changed.

sexuality & gender - sane!seph

sephiroth is gray aromantic/asexual in the beginning. which means, he does experience some sexual attraction but its not conventional. and his libido is very low. he also falls under the demi umbrella too. he only really finds attraction to those he's built a relationship with. he'd prefer to have sex with those he knows and who know him. sex with strangers us just... risky, for many reasons.

he himself doesn't really know about labels, so he wouldn't care much about it. he just thinks that he's too preoccupied with his work to worry about it. but in truth, he thinks himself broken in some fundamental way. he's never been interested in the things other boys his age were. sex was hardly ever on his mind.

he also was actually born intersex (unknown to him). His genes are distinctly female, but he had male reproductive organs, so he was raised as male. but growing up, he did tend to appear more feminine. even as an adult, he's still has some feminine qualities. and oddities to his sex and appearance. though a lot of it is offset by his muscled bulky body. but he also has alien dna from jenova. i think that has a huge influence on his appearance too, such as the silver hair and other aspects i'll get into.

some of these "oddities" are a smaller than average penis size, lack of body hair and body oder, smooth skin that doesn't blemish / scar / or callous over, extreme over sensitivity to skin and senses, and the texture of his head hair. while he looks very human, there's somethings that are just... different.

and he's deeply self-conscious about it, even if it doesn't seem that way.

sexuality & gender - jenova!seph

physically, he doesn't change much. he looks almost identical to how he has always looked. with some exceptions. he has more prominent circles under his eyes and his hair more unkempt. however, he now has the ability to change his body if he so chose to. for the most part he doesn't. save for enlarging his member and removing the "softer" parts of himself. trying to appear the more ideal male form.

as for his sexuality, in a way it hasn't completely changed. its not a driving force for his motives, its only now part of it. ...except for one single person. seph's libido is much higher now, even downright insatiable.

( and this is canon to me in all forms, but i won't enforce it on anyone. and isn't meant to ignore any other ship i have. rather its just the default. in other verses where he's close to someone, that muse is more likely to be his target of possession. )

but jenova!seph is obsessed with cloud. to an extremely unhealthy degree. and he's the single person who he actively wants to fuck. (in more ways than one). but its not love. its straight up possession. he doesn't want anyone else to have what he wants. he'd rather kill that person before anyone else can have them.

romance - sane!seph

being aromantic in nature, romance doesn't really mean the same thing to him. he's not quite as passionate. at least that's how he sees it. he struggles to separate platonic from romantic. he just sees it as caring about people that are close to him. but he tries to the best of his abilities to understand.

when he was younger and far more naive, he fantasized about romance just like any young boy would. even if he didn't really understand what it all entailed. he was far more interested in the peacefulness of the dream, but dream he did. he'd dream of settling down one day, maybe having children with a woman he'd care about and would care about him.

but early on in his teens, he'd learn that he'd most likely be sterile as an adult. he'd never have children of his own. oddly, that brought a level of relief to him. because it meant he didn't have to bring children into a world that was rife with war and hate and force him to be away from them.

he then also slowly realized that he favored men more than women, but had been in denial over it. he'd have a bit of a internal gay panic, until he eventually just accepted it. because in reality, he didn't think he'd ever date anyone anyway. so what did it matter if he liked men or not?

when and how he loses his virginity is my headcanon but i don't enforce it. because i basically have two versions of it. either he straight up never has sex with anyone ever and dies a virigin, or he has lost his virginity to someone he knows. (i prefer it to be genesis or angeal as a default, but again, i don't enforce it as mandatory.)

now as an actual romantic partner, he does suck a little bit. but its due to lack of practice. he's too formal, and may come off as callous or uninterested when its just because he's too focused on whether he's doing it right or not. all he has to go off are movies and books, and the couples he has spied on in public.

but when he figures it out, or rather, figures out that he doesn't have to to try that hard, he relaxes a lot. he's sweet and thoughtful and attentive as a lover and partner.

romance - jenova!seph

there is no romance with jenova!seph. there is only possession.

jenova and sephiroth aren't separate beings anymore. they're one and in the same. but for them to become one means for sephiroth to lose what had made him human in the first place. he's harsh and cruel. unapologetic. he will mock and hurt his lover if they displease him.

matter of fact, he might take on more than one lover. but his attention is never completely on them. it will always be on cloud ( or other muse depending on verse ). there is simply no loving a the monster he's become.

unless you're into that kinda thing, then who am i to yuck your yums?

[ruinaimagines]

hihihi!! good to see you writing for this blog again!! hope you're doing well!! can I have road home platonic hcs w/their favorite agent? thank you!!! -🦷 anon

HELLO! I’ve finally gotten to this and here they are! It's great to see you again and hope you enjoy.

The Road Home w/ Their Favorite Agent Headcanons:

The Road Home is quite a joyous individual with those they find trustworthy and friendly! This is only expanded even further if you’re their favorite agent, after all you’re someone who must love adventure and friends as much as they do.

Will speak of their friends happily, wanting you to meet them and join the group, insisting that you would fit right on in. A lot of the people in the facility are so unfriendly or stoic, it makes them feel lonely or unwelcome, but you’re different in that you will listen to their optimistic rambling and entertain their thoughts.

They’re surprisingly pretty easy to deal with if you ignore the times they’ve breached and dropped houses on people, they don’t really hold any kind of ill intent and really just want to go home which is.. Relatable.

Will happily tell you the stories of their journey, how they’ve met the others, and nag at you to come with. It’s quite nice in contrast to the usual gloom and sad energy of the facility where it seems as though hopeful thinking is so easy to snuff out. Whether or not you genuinely think going with them could become a reality it still stands as a bonding point.

Even though they are much more child-like, and their stories fantastical, there are many parts you find mirroring your day-to-day life. Abnormalities are based on human desires and experiences after all.. So it’s not too surprising but still.

When they aren’t getting carried away in their own stories they will ask you a lot of questions about where you came from and such. Depending on your upbringing some of these can unintentionally dive into some more darker aspects of your past you might want to try and tiptoe around, but you know that’s not their intention.

Stares at you with literal stars in their eyes, an expression of awe on their face as you describe the most mundane of tasks you do. It could be cleaning the dishes and they would think you’re so cool, looking up to you like you’re an older sibling.

If there are other members of their little group within the same place you work at you’ll notice that they become a lot less aggressive towards you, likely because of the Road Home’s explanation. How this actually occurred though is a bit more of another question considering management doesn’t really like letting them get together like that.. A tad concerning but hey! That’s a problem from another time.

You’ve been assigned to work with them top priority over anyone else, and this is because you’ve adapted and learned a way to talk them out of more.. Dangerous breaches. Of course they’re a bit upset over the wrench in their plans to leave, but they also don’t wish harm upon people which their actions might end up doing. If you promise to help them find a more peaceful way then they may be more obligated to bide their time for now instead of breaking out.

Their short form will circle around you, occasionally ducking and hiding behind your legs whenever they see something intimidating, believing that you will protect them. And let’s be truthful, you will.

Sometimes they get stuck in places and struggle to get out because they don’t really have arms. This doesn’t happen a lot because they know how to maneuver, it’s been that way their whole life after all, but there are moments where you need to pull them out of wherever they’ve trapped themself in. They’re a curious being so that’s also a reason this happens a bit more frequently than it should.

They occasionally talk about the wizard who took her friends and much more, a tearful look in their big eyes as they recall the events. It very easily can activate overprotectiveness in you because no one wants to see them sad.

You have to assure them that whoever this ‘mean wizard lady’ is, there is no reason to worry about her getting to you. Might additionally need to explain that when you can’t always visit them it’s because work is holding you up, not because you are in danger (even though that one is a bit of a lie).

Takes some convincing but through their sniffling they will eventually nod their head. Through their descriptions though you can’t help but wonder if this ‘wizard’ they’re describing is more of an embodiment of Lobotomy Corporation with separating their friends and preventing them from going home.. It’s truly unfortunate that they aren’t able to be in better living conditions than this containment cell.

They don’t blame you by any means but the Road Home does not like your job and the things they make you do. They’ve seen the way some of the other abnormalities act, dubbing them as ‘mean people you shouldn’t have to deal with’. 

At times you have to explain that you’re a bit restricted in what you can and can not do, and this confuses them a little bit. Why can’t you have freedom to leave whenever? Why do you have to be stuck here? Why do those people put you in harmful situations? It’s a nuanced topic but that’s a bit hard to explain to what’s basically a child.

This makes them all the more determined to take you with them, a place where you and their other friends can all have fun and celebrate! They reason that as long as you all stick together that you can get through anything, and that includes this mean corporation making you do tough stuff. 

Will do their absolute best to cheer you up if they’ve noticed you’re sad, and just their attempts seem to help. They’re a lot more in tune to emotion than some might take them for, they just don’t always know what to do about it. So whether it’s complimenting you or initiating some kind of play, the thought of their concern can drag you out of poor moods.

[gildinbainas]

[ 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are interrupted. //Hendrik @ Thrand

𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬: A LITTLE ASSORTMENT OF SEXUAL ACTION PROMPTS FOR RP PURPOSES.

:｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆ || @nvrcmplt

Thranduil was not a fan of danger in any aspect of his life. He supposed the root of his feelings began the moment his father's life was forfeited and he himself was thrust into a position of power many ions sooner than he expected. This sudden turn of events had the young elf lord hastily leading his people away from the battlefield and deep into the forest where they would make the Greenwood their home. Their small group of Sindar elves soon became somewhat plentiful, but regardless of how well he had done for himself, they were still seen as lesser elves in comparison to others.

No matter. He managed to ignore Elvish politics and in his seclusion did rather well for himself. Yet many sacrifices were made, seclusion being the end result of said sacrifices, but he would hardly complain. His people were safe, and the Greenwood was in a location where men and creature alike were forced to come before him should they have use of these lands. At the time, he did not understand just how strategic of a location his home would become. In his desperation, he was only trying to save as many as he could. What kind of a king would he be to let his father's --- now HIS people --- perish without a chance?

However, his son would argue that seclusion had done a number on the great elf lord; that seclusion was the reason why he remained widowed after centuries. Afraid to leave the Greenwood unless emergency called, Thranduil had kept to himself after all this time while his people did the same by following in their leader's footsteps. Happiness to the elf lord was his people's safety ( so he'd argue back ) and in his mind, NOTHING ELSE MATTERED including the forming of new bonds.

And speaking of bonds…

There was something lingering about the air whenever he and the halfling were in the same room. A casual conversation over breakfast brought with it an air of something that was difficult to ignore. Thranduil had chalked it up to the fact that he had not allowed anyone within these lands since that ungrateful little hobbit and his dwarf friends. Such was a rarity that company was kept that the feeling of a platonic sort of comradery was lost upon him. Thranduil was always plotting; convinced that anyone who sought him out was also plotting. He wasn't used to people wanting nothing in return and even now it felt odd to think that this Hendrikson wouldn't spring some elaborate betrayal that would result in the king having to hand over jewels… or something else of value. It made him uneasy ( uneasy lies the head and all that ). Being around Hendrikson was a constant storm within. It was one part longing to trust again in the manner his son would have liked, but refusing to do so fully because of his title. The constant torment within only aided in the awareness that something foul lingered in the air. And he did not like it one bit.

And Thranduil was probably sitting alone at his vanity just like this the night they first kissed. The details were hazy at best because such an act had him running for the hills. Like…. how dare he… put lips upon him! Did he not KNOW what it meant to Sindar elves? Just what could Hendrikson have been thinking? Thoughts plagued the Elvenking's mind like the worst of dragon fire searing his skin. So much so that he did not note the other's presence as he descended the stairs from the throne. They would meet at the bottom step, the moment ushering in a strong sense of deja vu.

The first time they met like this, Thranduil was full of life. He was grinning --- boastful even --- as they spoke of the starlight jewels that were on display upon his long, fair neck. That was months ago. Tonight however, Thranduil's mood was in contrast. It was almost as if seeing Hendrikson had elicited some odd sort of fear within. He knew the other held no desire to wield a sword against him though this paranoid side of him often wondered if the nomad's whole persona was simply him playing the long game. He didn't know why Hendrikson would wait this long to make an attempt on his life, but Thranduil knew the game. It was the waiting; never knowing when the enemy might strike that drove kings mad in their final hours. He hoped to Varda that this struggle within would not end in his ruin.

Thran had spaced out but for how long he could not be certain. All he knew was that the elf was waiting for him to take the final step into his air space. The smart thing was to turn tail and go back to his throne; reject the lingering something in the air that had him struggling between lowering his guard and keeping it up. He was a smart man yet as he turned, palm closed about his wrist, the gesture rooting him in place.

Stay.

Hendrikson meant for him to stay, and try as he might to get the excuse words of protest out, that sense of deja vu reared its head. Their breaths were mingling, foreheads touching and then that great sin of lips meeting that made the elf lord's posture stiffen happened again. Thranduil was quick this time to tear lips away, turning his head as if to say no yet…

Fingers gripped Hendrikson's sides, vaguely aware of how their bodies had drifted closer with his own palms sliding around and up the warrior's back. Something was happening; a stirring inside him that wouldn't allow him to protest as he was grabbed and pushed back against the table nearby. He had but a moment to process things, his body being guided atop the long dining table with Hendrikson following suit. He wasn't used to this --- wasn't used to any of it --- yet they both knew if he was allowed too much time to think, there would be no actions of the sort.

Hendrikson's lips found his again and this time, Thranduil was the most receptive he's ever been by holding him close, resisting the urge to change course out of pride. They were out in the open --- doomed before it could fully begin. Uniformed footsteps could be heard coming their way that made the elf lord's eyes widen. His evening patrol and potentially his equivalent to a right hand. To be seen like this…

Panicked he sat up, his wits coming back to him in full force. He'd only glance at Hendrikson as he stumbled off the table, briskly sweeping past him. This couldn't keep happening and he was making a promise to himself to keep his distance outside of business hours. For his sanity... this had to be so.