#the show is a hot mess but the songs are incredible

[slozhnos]

smash has consumed my brain and i hate it. i can’t stop listening to it

[afterglowsainz]

when you walk away | lando norris

pairing: lando norris x singer!reader

summary: lando is having trouble dealing with breaking up with you and you moving on

fc: olivia rodrigo

warnings: a little angst, messed up timeline

a/n: formula 1 is back! and so are my fics about the race winner 🥳

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landonorris two years together with the loveliest and most talented girl in the world. my heart still beats faster every time you’re around ❤️

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username cutest couple in the grid 🥰

username is it too soon to say that i want them to get married?

username two years !!! it feels like she just released the first song about him yesterday!

username two years since i was introduced to f1 thanks to y/n 💗

username happy anniversaryyyy

oscarpiastri congrats 👍🏽

username so cute 💓

username y/n girl at least acknowledge this 😭

username not even a thank you 😭😭

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yourusername small break between shows 🌤🌪

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username she ate i fear

username posting a thirst trap so we ignore her attitude towards lando’s post is workinggg

username more like the lack of acknowledgment

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username sooo it girl

username ohhh so that why she didn’t even post anything about the anniversary got it

username just because she didn’t post anything on social media doesn’t mean she doesn’t care you guys take everything out of proportion 😭

landonorris prettiest girl on the beach ❤️

username bro 😭

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landonorris hot summer with cool people

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username summer lando content you we’re missed!

username that first pic … i’m going feral

username see guys they’re together everything is fine 🙄

username did they tell you that personally or ???

username he literally posted two pictures of them together what more do you want

maxfewtrell 😎

username have to love this genre of pictures from lando

username no but he posts her and everything and she doesn’t even like the post

username she also posted pictures from the same vacation just on her own

username leave her alone ffs

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landonorris special helmet for hungary 🇭🇺 (sorry for last year, hopefully this makes it up 😁)

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username that is so sweet of him 😭

username this might be the prettiest helmet of the season

username so excited for hungary!

username and the girlfriend … nowhere to be seen

username maybe she’ll go for the race 🤷🏽‍♀️

username doubt it

username “hungary will be great” we all say in unison

username manifesting for him 🕯🕯🕯

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username so excited for the tour again 🤩

username obsessed with all the outfits

lilyzneimer so happy!

yourusername 🥰🥰🥰

username i love that she’s going on tour again but i’m gonna miss seeing her at the gp’s 😔

username she hasn’t been to a grand prix in a while anyway 😩

username STILLLL

sabrinacarpenter can’t wait 💞

yourusername ahhhh ❤️

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f1gossip recent pictures of lando norris partying in hungary, belgium and monaco

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username he’s been partying kind of a lot no? every weekend at least

f1gossip 🤷🏽‍♀️

username my take is that him and y/n broke up and this is his way of coping

username honestly … makes sense

username dj lando is back!

username good luck y/n 👍🏽

username he lowkey had a glow up 👀

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username talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before

username thinking about this night till my last day

username y/n y/l/n the absolute icon that you are

username no lando like or comment ohhh is it crazy to say they broke up?

username please don’t put this into the universe i can’t take it

username im living for this y/n era

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f1gossip lando norris recently seen kissing a bunch of different women in monaco

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username oh he really is heartbroken

username I VOLUNTEER

username why do they all lowkey look like y/n 👀

username OMG YES i thought i was the only one who saw it

username bro has a type

username so like what places in monaco ??? asking for a friend

username fuckboy lando was never a conspiracy theory 😔

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username there no way he actually named his cat the nickname he used to call y/n

username he is NOT over the break up

username my guy it’s been seven months let it goooo

username ignoring her name … that’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen 🥰

username YES she really is adorable 💗

username not to be dramatic but i would die for y/n/n

username no i get it lando if my ex was y/n y/l/n i would also be obsessed

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username no more vroom vroom i guess 😔

username it’s been almost a YEAR of no vroom vroom please let it go

username someone check on lando!

username oh no! another celebrity couple i’m gonna be completely in love with!

landonorris we have to play doubles soon 😁 maxverstappen1

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yourusername i’m not on that level yet 😭

landonorris don’t worry, max sucks too

maxverstappen1 hey!

[azrielbrainrot]

After The Show

Pairing: Band Member!Azriel x F!Reader

Kinktober 2024: Thigh Riding

Description: Azriel invites you to another of his concerts and you can't stop thinking about how hot he is the whole time.

Warnings: Smut, thigh riding, semi public sex, car sex

Word Count: 1,2k

Rating: 18+ MDNI

Notes: This story is simultaneously part of my band au and one of the stories I wrote for kinktober. This is just smut though so you don't really need to know about their lore before reading this or anything. Also I proofread this on the subway so I hope it's fine. Hope you enjoy!

Band AU Masterlist

Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

Azriel has always brought out the most intense feelings out of you, this much wasn't new. You've also seen him perform a million times before, even when you weren't officially dating yet, and while you had always thought he looked incredibly mesmerizing up on that stage, you had never had such a visceral reaction to it.

As you watched him play his bass and sing along with the music on stage tonight, you couldn't focus on anything other than unfairly attractive he was, eyes darting from his beautiful face to the way his shirt tightened around his biceps and expert fingers played the bass, plucking every string with ease. You barely even managed to pay attention to the music during the whole show even though he played one of your favorite songs.

So when he came down to give you a kiss after finishing his set to find you unbearably turned on, it came as a bit of a surprise for the both of you. You had been so needy that he couldn't resist putting away his stuff quickly, almost ignoring his friends and letting you drag him to the backseat of his car.

This wasn't a good idea, seeing as the bar was still open and your friends were still inside, but you were certain that if he didn't touch you right then and there you would explode. Azriel had tried to protest, wanting to drive you home so he could fuck you properly, but you shut him down with needy pleas and passionate kisses. And that's how you ended up straddling him and grinding down on his muscular thigh like your life depended on it.

The angle was awkward and there was barely enough space for you to sit on him let alone move properly. The short dress you wore had been hastily pulled up to your waist, his strong hands holding it in place so he could see the movement of your hips, the black panties you picked out drenched and on display for him, but you didn't care at all. Your only concern in that moment was the feeling of your soaked and sensitive cunt grinding against the rough material of his jeans, giving you just enough friction while he trailed wet kisses over your neck and shoulders, making you lose your mind even further.

The windows were fogging up with the temperature rising in the car, your harsh breaths and barely muffled moans filling up the space. It would be obvious what you were up to in there for anyone that passed by, good thing it was still early and the act playing after Azriel was good enough to keep everyone entertained.

“Fuck,” he breathes out, his own desire evident in his tone, sitting back, sadly abandoning your neck, focusing on your body, mesmerized by the way your hips ground down on his thigh, so wet even though he had barely touched you. “You're making a mess, princess.”

A mess was an understatement, the fabric of his jeans was absolutely drenched under you. If you weren't seeing it too, you might have tried to deny it.

“This is your fault,” you manage to get out, the tone not as accusatory as you meant for it to be between your shaky breaths, your movements never faltering even though you were in such an uncomfortable position and your muscles were starting to burn.

“My fault?” He chuckles, hands grabbing onto your asscheeks, the rings he wore cool against your overheated skin. “I didn't even do anything.”

“You don't have to.”

“Yeah?” He starts guiding your movements, making you grind down into him even harder. “Love me that much?”

Nodding feverishly, you lean down to kiss him, knowing words aren't enough to tell him how much you truly love him, and you definitely couldn't find them in this moment, not when even breathing was proving too difficult and your thoughts were so scattered.

It's a messy kiss, teeth clanging together as you grab onto his hair, desperately needing more. One of his hands abandons your ass, trailing over your skin teasingly, too slowly for the current situation, until he finds your panties, pushing them to the side with his thumb so your cunt was grinding directly into the rough material of his jeans, the new sensation sending you to new heights.

Azriel resumes his earlier assault on your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses and sucking on the skin, probably hard enough that you'd have to cover up a few marks tomorrow - you couldn't even complain about the jovial nature of him leaving hickeys on your neck when you had been the one to drag him to the back of his car like a horny teenager. Wrapping a hand around your neck softly, he tilts your head to the side, kissing a trail up to your ear.

“You need to cum so I can drive you home and fuck you properly, princess.” He sounded a bit feverish himself. If you were a bit more lucid you would have noticed the way his cock was straining against his pants and the way his body seemed to tremble along with yours.

“I'll let you ride me just like this,” he whispers right against your ear, guiding your hips harder, showing exactly what he wanted. Gods, just the thought of his cock stretching you out makes you clench around nothing, a needy moan escaping you.

With how wound up you had been ever since he stepped on stage it's no surprise that your orgasm hits you so fast, it's actually stranger that you had managed to hold out for so long. It hits you like a wave, pulling you under until you can't breathe. You lean down and hide your face in his neck, a silent scream escaping you as you try your best not to make too much noise and alert the whole bar about the mind numbing orgasm your boyfriend just pulled from you in the backseat of his car.

Azriel keeps guiding your hips slowly, dragging it out until your body is shaking too much. He lets you wrap your arms around him and catch your breath as you come down, massaging your thighs softly. It takes you a while to come back down to earth, but when you do the first thing you notice isn't even how bad your muscles are burning after the intense workout, it's the soaked fabric under you and the wetness around your thighs.

“Still with me?”

His voice pushes you out of your thoughts, leaning back to find him watching you, his fingers coming up to push your hair behind your ear, the adoration in his hazel eyes sending a different kind of butterflies flying through your stomach.

“Yeah,” you say at last, kissing him softly before adding, “Still need you.”

The promise he made earlier hadn't been forgotten even in the midst of your jumbled thoughts, and as much as the intense orgasm had taken most of the edge off, you still wanted him to fuck you.

He hums, a teasing smile trying to fight its way onto his lips. “Think you can wait until we get home this time?”

You let out a soft laugh of your own, “As long as you get me there fast.”

[chaostroberry1]

Headcanons If they were on tiktok/social media PART.1

Adam

- posts family vlogs

- or atleast mini videos about his family

- maybe also posts vids about fun things that happened between him and eve.

- I see him as the type to have like 0 haters, anyone who hates on him will get dragged and bashed 💀

- one of the best out of everyone here

- his kids would also have their own accounts, or even a shared account. posting abt the pranks on each other they pulled, or celebrations, and over all just fine.

Adamas

- bro I know he'd be the type to post rant videos, tagging Poseidon and sometimes all his brothers cus he wanna bitch abt stuff.

- but yeah most of it would be towards poseidon

- bro his face whenever poseidon just replies to his videos with the most no-fucks-given comment is so funny

- he'd also be the type to reply to all offensive (or what he thinks is offensive but actually isn't) comments in the comments section

- believe me, bro would stare straight at the camera with so much hate, but in a funny way, before screaming

- last thing the video ends with is his scream that's cut out halfway.

- his content? Reaction videos.

- maybe also pranking videos, like

"pranking my baby brother"

- Poseidon is the baby brother he refers to btw🙂

- the pranks always fail and he just uses the excuse that it wasn't finished yet.

- not too bad ig

Aphrodite

- she probably posts those eerily addicting videos of herself on vacations or out shopping

- incredibly chill

- her pretty privilege has both genders on the ground for her to step on

- probably also reacts to comments too. Just imagine bro.

"please step on me", or, "mommy 🛐🛐"

- she doesn't really mind it, she likes the attention

- whenever there's a hater, she calls them out so politely but also destroying the person's ego with the most humble but ego breaking comment

- but she only rathers to post pictures of herself and all, instead of videos.

Apollo

- Bro has so many fans

- he'd post tease videos of his body to just rile people up and have them begging for more

- zesty af

- most men in his comments section would literally be like "don't let me get behind bro"

- yk what he responds with?

"come behind me"

- also posts about his shopping trips, and maybe parts of his body that has jewelry, like his legs for example.

- he'd Deffo make thirst traps I just know it.

- I also feel like he'd post sexy photos of himself, but act oblivious about it.

- like just imagine scrolling and then seeing some hot looking baddie of a guy in a mouthwatering outfit, with his bear ass out. And all he'd say is-

"does the color suit me?"

- always incredibly teasing when his fans ask him to oil up

⚠️Slight nsfw⚠️

-so yeah he oils up. ON only fans

- he would be famous online for his looks

- and if looks are what we speak of here, he would definitely have an only fans account

- he wouldn't go as far as being a 🌽 star though, he thinks it isn't very like him.

- but he will please his fans, and people pay lots just to get him to do more. But sometimes leaves them hanging with a strip tease or smth. Only the worthy are allowed to lay their eyes on his perfect body.

Ares

- leave the poor man alone

- many people tag him in thirst traps (MOSTLY APOLLO'S THIRST TRAPS)

- he just stares wide eyed in the camera, mouth agape in horror when APOLLO'S literally thrusting into his phone

- pukes afterwards

- apollo makes things worse by tagging him in his own posts, just to mess with him

- I feel like he'd post vids of ranting about people that are mistreating animals

Beelzebub

- he only got into social media cus of his friends

- he's not always online, but he has a big fan base consisting of girls cus he's a hot emo boy

- posts vids of his life, like maybe rants, or photos of his food here and there

- he doesn't always show his face, but he never dissapoints when he does.

-maybe posts lip sync vids too, the songs would be basic teenage depressed shi ykyk

- he wouldn't get hate though, cus like I said, his face was too gorgeous and cute to get mad at.

Buddha

- posts vids of his snacks

- kinda like apollo when it comes to teasing and riling people up with his body. But he doesn't go as far as only fans, or thirst traps

- I think maybe he'd just lift his shirt a little, show his abs a few times, or his muscles. And then looking at the camera with a teasful look and calling the watcher out

"you staring at these things? Ya like that~?"

(I nearly cried writing that)

- it sounds cringe, but many people are into it. I mean, c'mon, it's Buddha.

- also likes to post vids of him trying out the food from different fast food places, and just making people drool at his food, and face.

- probs also likes to do collabs with zerofuko, like going to the arcade and all. Incredibly cute bonding.

[shady-swan-jones]

Captain Swan Fic Recs are back, baby! - April Edition

Hello, cs friends! It's been like, what, seven years since I last did this? Who's counting. Enjoy the fruits of y'all's labour and some amazing stories. Keep writing, we need you

-Sophie

when Emma falls in love [from the vault] by @spartanguard

Inspired by "When Emma Falls In Love" by Taylor Swift, part of series based on songs from the vault

everyone's wondering why Emma doesn't screw the hot bartender already, it's not like he hasn't given signs. but with emma's romantic past it's not like she's throwing chances to anyone, scruffily attractive as they may be. yet, it's not her past that's worrisome. will they break the curse?

rated T | 6.2k words | AO3

Untie Me | captain swan fic | office romance | mature | 3/5 | 5.9k | in progress, by me

“Didn’t you pay attention to trigonometry, Jones?” she balances her weight on the stick, languidly, in a way that ticks something into his already drowsy brain.  “Is this the part where you offer to teach me, Swan?” he says, advancing to her. 

Read on Ao3 or ff.net

I, lost, was passing by - by @dykelilypage

Five years ago, Emma's father had given her a necklace for her birthday. It was a beautiful ruby encased in a golden chain, that sat heavy on her chest. It was safe to say then, that Emma was more than a little bit pissed off to discover that it had been stolen from right around her neck. The one stroke of luck to the whole ordeal was that she knew exactly who had taken it. Killian Jones. rated E | 6267 words

love scare by @exhaustedpirate

it's a little canon-compliant one-shot that i place during the six weeks of peace, more specifically, like a day or so before 4B rated G | 922 words | ao3

Expecting a Secret [3/3] by @walviemort

Summary: After the events of 3x19, Killian is at his lowest after being rejected by Emma. When Snow’s labor turns out to be a false alarm, Zelena offers Killian a deal: she’ll leave the Charmings alone…if he gives her the baby she needs for her spell instead. There’s just one hitch: he has to keep it a secret. At least it will only take 10 days, right?

The Heart of a Villan (5/5) by @beckettj

There are only two people that can make me care about football: Ted Lasso and this. Words: 6181 ~ AO3

Perilous Harbor by @veryverynotgoodwrites

Emma Swan is heir apparent to her parents' kingdom in the Enchanted Forest, and a powerful wielder of light magic. This makes her the most wanted woman in the realm, not only for marriage, but for leverage against the king and queen. While her parents have been able to keep her safe so far, an attack is launched on Princess Emma that leaves her no choice but to seek the protection of her worst enemy - Killian Jones, infamous captain of the Jolly Roger and his pirate crew. ao3 in progress 19/23

a work of art by @sotangledupinit

“I always have to clean up your messes,” she mutters to herself angrily, eyes glaring down at the red liquid on the floor.

Between Waking Life and Our Dreams (12/?) by @nachocheese-itsmycheese

Season 3b canon divergence: Storybrooke is still missing when Emma, Killian, and Henry reach the town line. AO3 T

The Fluffy Problem by @ineffablecolors

"Oh, I'm going to have fun paying you back, Captain."

ff.net

The Cure for Loneliness (4/?) by @laianely

Killian went to the world without magic to finally kill Crocodile, but instead he met Emma in Gold's shop. And his whole life turned upside down overnight.

E 16k words in progress AO3

Pan Says... (8/?) by @hollyethecurious

After waking up in a strange room with a naked stranger, Emma and Killian must endure the twisted game their kidnapper insists they play in order to gain provisions and avoid punishments.

To Cleave Destiny by @iamstartraveller776

She was going to pass the night the same way she did every year in adulthood: by getting drunk enough to forget that the world was incredibly unfair. Ao3, in progress, T, 4k

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[ashwhowrites]

you said you wanted eobinfics so I WILL DELIVER 😍

What about robin and reader who plays basketball, she showed up to a game because of band but forgot half of the music because she spotted a pretty player on the court, robin immediately had a huge crush on reader and of course reader noticed the cute French Horn player, who looked like she was desperately trying to understand what's going on

Adorable. I love this idea!

I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it. Thank you for requesting <3

Court crush

Robin has been in band for years, a class her mother made her take starting in elementary. Robin felt like an absolute dork carrying her French horn everywhere and felt even worse wearing the hideous outfits high school made her wear.

Robin hated playing at the sports games. The judging eyes of all the jocks heated her skin as embarrassment flushed through her. She hated cheering them on when they were making fun of her. Plus Robin didn't understand sports. Basketball? The ball goes in the net. Football? Tackle and run. Hockey? Tiny black thing and net. She barely understood what she was cheering for.

But then Hawkins high school started a girl's basketball team, and Robin was more than happy to cheer on girls for a change. She was simply a girl after all so of course she eyed every player. But number 7 had Robin gripping her French horn for life. She was incredibly attractive. Her hair was thrown up, the basketball jersey loose against her body, and the baggy shorts. Robin was captivated by her.

Robin didn't notice the instructor, she didn't notice that the rest of the band was setting up their instruments to play. Her eyes were focused on number 7 as she warmed up on the court.

Throughout the game, Robin tried to focus on the music, but the notes got lost in her day dream.

~~~

Y/N expected to feel eyes on her, she was a player on the court after all. But she felt someone staring at her, like a very hot gaze that followed her every move.

After the game, Y/N packed up her bag and switched out her shoes. She still felt eyes on her, so she looked around. The band was putting away their instruments, all except one girl. She had short brown hair, a deer-in-the-headlights look, and tan skin. Y/N offered a small smile as the girl continued to stare, but the girl seemed to be in a zone. Y/N offered a wave, the action caused the girl to snap out of whatever daydream she had. Her eyes went wide and she quickly looked away. Her head down as she gathered her instrument, most of the band already leaving the stands.

~~~

Robin prepared for the game, this time praying she had a grip on herself compared to last time. But the second the players ran out of the court, Robin found herself in that trance all over again.

And again

And again

"This is like the sixth game you've been messing up and playing a different song. What's going on?" Vickie asked another player that Robin stood next to.

Robin felt the heat of embarrassment cover her skin. She didn't want to admit she'd been checking out one of the players and her mind turned to mush.

"Lot going on." Robin shrugged, Vickie gave her a look but left it alone. Robin cursed at herself for being so obvious. She put her foot down and made herself pay attention to the whole game and not just the pretty girl.

As the game finished up, Robin felt like she could take a deep breath. She never knew how hard it was to keep her eyes off of someone.

Robin hummed a song as she packed up her instrument, excited to spend her Friday night at Steve's and eat tons of junk food. Probably spend the night talking to Steve about the pretty girl.

"excuse me?" Robin heard a voice coming from behind her, and a tap on her shoulder.

Robin turned around too fast, her foot getting caught in the bleachers. She winced as she fell backward, her hands preparing to catch herself when another pair of hands grabbed her hips.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya," Y/N said a smile on her face. Robin blushed as the girl held her in place. She was even more gorgeous up close. Even when she was all sweaty.

"No! It's fine. That's all me. I'm super clumsy. I trip over my own feet all the time. Ever fall up the stairs? I do! I once even fell out of a car, how is that possible?" Robin ranted, her mouth coming out with random words as she lost her breath. Robin couldn't help but notice she ran completely out of breath, catching her breath as she took in the silence. She went to apologize when the girl spoke up.

"You're cute, what's your name?" The girl removed her hands from Robin's hips, and Robin couldn't help but wish she kept them there.

"Robin, Robin Buckley!" Robin said, throwing her hand out.

Y/N eyed her hand, but gladly accepted. She shook the nervous girl's hand, "names Y/N."

Even her name was gorgeous.

"You're really good!" Robin said, proud of herself for coming up with a compliment.

"Well, I have to believe you since you watch me more than my coach." Y/N teased, a smirk on her face that made Robin's stomach flutter.

Robin didn't know what to say, she was embarrassed to have been caught. She tried to stutter something out.

"It's okay. If the pretty band girl wants to stare, I'm honored."

"Pretty?" Robin smiled, she wanted to giggle but couldn't bear to embarrass herself anymore.

"Very pretty." Y/N said, her smirk now a smile as she handed Robin a piece of paper.

"If you ever want to go past staring, give me a call," Y/N said, throwing Robin a wink as she walked off.

Robin looked down at the paper, excitement filling her as she saw the number written with a heart at the end.

Steve was so going to hear about this.

[razzdazzledoo]

How do you feel about people roleplaying as MX?

Alright everyone, sit down. I've been waiting for this moment.

Welcome to

RAZZDAZZLEDOO'S QUICK GUIDE TO WRITING MX!!

For those who wanna be in-line with the character while still having the freedom of not being canon.

So first things first, let's get the ground basis with MX.

MX does what he does for the reactions it brings, that kinda stuff is his entertainment. So he plans ahead, hoping to find the best snowball effect for the strongest look of terror on people's faces.

Though he doesn't plan THAT much, he gets a ground base and then improvises the rest of it so it's hard to plan ahead against him.

He's also not meant to be intimidating all the time either, his playmates will get bored if it's the same song and dance so he plays into other personalities to throw them off.

When their guard's down? He strikes while the iron's hot. And that makes them terrified even more.

Second, how he interacts with other people.

It ultimately depends on what the other person's like. Are they exactly like him? Do they have the potential to be? Or are they like Lucas where they clearly fear him?

Those kinda aspects will play into the chemistry MX can have with a person. He's best friends with Executable M and Mr. Virtual for a reason, they're just like him in the sense of 'tormenting for their own entertainment' along with whatever goals they have.

If they show fear, he'll play into it. He'll show them reasons to fear him, and then the next moment deceive them into believing there's some good in his heart. Only to then tear down those chances, and watch them crumble.

"What if I wanna ship my MX roleplay with someone?"

You have the freedom to do that, don't let me restrict you from having fun. I'll provide how he would, in-character, respond to romance. But I wanna get some rules down first.

Do not be sexual with him. That kinda shit makes me incredibly uncomfortable, not to mention I don't see him ever showing interest to the thought.

Do not ship him in problematic scenarios. This can include: People in the victim role, like MX took their soul and put them in a vessel; Characters who are directly stated to be minors; And characters that use Luigi's likeness. I outright forbid this and will not hesitate to block you if I see it.

Build up to it. MX obviously isn't going to know what the hell a "relationship" is, he's never entertained the idea and so it's going to take some time for him to learn. He's gonna have to figure out why he feels the way he does around that specific person, whether with their guidance or not.

He knows that humans can feel love, and how they respond to it, since he's been around since the universe's creation; but he personally doesn't know much on the subject.

When he realizes he's actually capable of love, he's not gonna know how to respond to it. He might even outright avoid the person he feels those emotions to since he has not an iota of knowledge with relationships.

If your interpretation of MX has an actual friendship with other muses, and he gets along greatly, he might go to them about it as a show of trust and they can help him figure it out.

Otherwise, he'd try and leave "gifts" for his special someone. Like a cat bringing you a dead bird, for comparison. Most of his gifts are eldritch abominations though, like a smaller version of one of his clouds in his world as an example.

On the other hand, if his special someone went to him first about pursuing a relationship and he does feel love towards them as well; He'd go along with it, essentially being a big giant teddy bear for them if he thinks it'd be funny enough.

If someone tries to pursue a relationship with him and he feels no attraction, he just kinda messes with them about it. Poking fun that they'd fall in love with a monster like him, who'd never love them back.

There's no canon MX ship, I just personally lean more towards Powerforest since it's a comfort ship of mine.

"What are some other tips?"

If your interpretation of MX can frown, make it have impact. That brute smiles all the time, regardless of the situation; So if he frowns, that's gonna have to mean something.

Canonically if MX frowns, he's locked in. He's not gonna waste time playing around, he wants you DEAD.

Don't be afraid to be silly sometimes.

It'd get awful boring real quick if MX was one-dimensional in a roleplay scenario, having something like that can give him way more depth and I encourage it.

You don't need to follow this guide exactly, but please still be respectful of the boundaries I expressed in here.

This is not meant to be a rulebook on how to write MX, you still have the freedom to write him how you feel most comfortable with writing him. This is just how I go about writing the character in my own spaces.

[hazbin-a-helluvamagines]

Bee, Ozzie (+ Fizz, if you wanna) and Loona with a shy, human male S/O who has metahuman abilities, specifically time manipulation (controlling the flow of time, such as speeding it up, slowing it down, moving it forward, moving it back, etc) and time alteration (changing the time around an object, either inanimate or living, and making that object into a different thing entirely, with living things still retaining their sentience, but are unable to move)

Sorry if this is long and/or hyper specific.

Ozzie + Fizz, Bee, and Loona with a Shy, Human Male S/O with metahuman abilities

Both Asmodeus and Fizzarolli think you're extremely cool! They're both really sweet to you, though. The last thing they need is for you to have a panic attack on them!

"Fuck, you can mess with time?! That shit's pretty scary~!" Fizzarolli would tease playfully in a sing-song voice.

"Can you show us how it works, baby?" Ozzie would ask you. Of course, he'll understand if you say no or refuse. He's just happy to give you the opportunity to talk about yourself.

Since you're shy, they'll be the first to open up all sorts of doors for you to interject your opinion into things, too. Plus, with you being human, Ozzie in particular would be incredibly protective of you.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?! I'll destroy any motherfucker who tries to hurt my boyfriend!" Ozzie would shout after someone had been harassing you. And Fizzarolli would quickly join in.

"Yeah, our boyfriend is wayyyyy too good for a piece of shit like you," he'd say in that smug tone he always used on people he didn't like and wanted to taunt.

Honestly, they'd both want to kind of see you snap. You've earned it dealing with all the bullshit in Hell. Change that Karen into a pot or something, and let her be in agony stuck that way for the rest of her life in Hell. Or age her so much that her husband won't ever want her again (as if he even does now- 🤭)

A wholesome pair, certainly, but with their darker, more mischievous sides!!

They'll probably bring you to Ozzie's with them so they can better keep an eye on you. After all, they don't want to watch anyone try to hurt you without being able to stop it.

No, Ozzie learned his lesson after OOPS with Fizz-

Oh boy. You're in for a treat with our lovely Queen Bee.

See, it isn't necessarily that she's mean about you being shy, it's just that she doesn't quite understand it. After all, she's a total party animal, she can't understand people who don't enjoy getting scrappy and having fun!

She'd be the type to first offer you drugs to help you loosen up, insisting she can get you anything that your heart desires.

"C'mon, babe! Alcohol? Sugar? Fentanyl? Ketamine? Oxy? Chardonnay? Come on, anything you want, just lemme know! We gotta be ready to tear this shit up together!"

She's only being playful, of course. She's trying her hardest to understand, she really is. Once she understands it more of an aspect of your personality, rather than a problem she needs to fix, she's a lot more chill.

"Hey, hun, I know you're not really a fan of socializing at my parties. Wanna go to a private section of the place and just chill with me?"

She's also so sweet, she'll offer you any accommodations you may need! Comfort foods? No problem! Cuddles? You got it! Her attention? You don't even need to ask!

She's a lot less focused on your abilities than some of the others. But still finds them really cool, although more for just messing around!

"So are you telling me you could totally turn that plant over there back into a seed?! Yeah! Do it! C'mon, show me, babe!"

Probably finds it really hot how powerful you are, actually.

The Gluttony Ring is a lot more chill, so she's a lot more comfortable leaving you by yourself as a human there than in, say, the Lust or Pride Rings. Most everybody in Gluttony is sweet.

After all, nobody would really want to get on her bad side, anyway.

And yet, if you approached her with any sort of issues... i.e., someone tried spiking your drink, someone spilled a drink on you, you're being made fun of, etc., out comes the monstrous Bee form. It's their own fault!

"Which of you fucking bitches tried some shit on S/O?! I'll fuck you up so hard that not even all the ketamine in the world will numb your stupid ass!"

It's honestly amazing how protective someone normally so chill can be when their S/O is human.

You're shy, male, have powers, and above all, are human?! Oh no, no, no. Don't ever let her dad find out, he will be at your house the same day-

Aside from that, she pretends not to care much about your abilities. After all, she's more interested in you, not what you can do. And she finds your abilities impressive, and something she'll secretly record so she can remember how cool it was, but she'll avoid bringing it up. She never knows if it's a sore spot for you, after all.

Since you're shy, she'll take it on herself to tease an embarrass you in public, but only playfully and as much as you're comfortable with. All you have to do is say the word and she'll stop and never do it again. Kisses to the cheek, pulling you to sit on her lap (or vice versa), sickeningly sweet couple photos, you name it, she's already on it, most likely.

Of course, only she's allowed to do it. Anyone else who tries is already basically a goner, because they're going to be unrecognizable by the time Loona is done mauling them- Who's to say Hellhounds aren't loyal and devoted?

With that said, if someone ever messed with you,

She's pretty chill with you, though, just acting very normal and a little more sweet. Not quite as abrasive as she is toward Blitzø, for example.

"Hey, S/O. There's this thing coming up in the Greed Ring next week. Wanna go? You don't have to, it's just an idea."

Since you're human, and she both lives and works in the Pride Ring, which is full of sinners, don't expect to EVER be left alone.

She can't risk one of those awful creatures getting their hands on you and hurting you! No, she'll be at your side 24/7, insisting you call her just to be able to leave your house for the day. It may seem overprotective, something that apparently runs in the family, but she just doesn't want to see you get hurt.

"C'mon, S/O. I promise it's not personal. But Pride is full of shitty people with shitty personalities and shitty crimes that got them sent to this shitty place. 'Kay?"

She does care, even if she doesn't always show it all the time. <3

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

Auto destructive mode. That's the term that James had used and Remus couldn't believe he was more right about Sirius.

"Keep an eye on him for me, yeah Moony?" he had asked.

That's exactly what Remus was doing. All he had observed was that Sirius was drinking, laughing and having fun during the party.

It wasn't the good kind of fun. It was the one Sirius used to hide away his pain. Remus knew this because he had heard Sirius crying after he returned from his Uncle's funeral.

The boys had been worried that Sirius would return to his messed up family after everything that happened over the summer.

The issues between The Black Family were all blurred yet. But Sirius wasn't alright. He just pretended to be.

Now The Halloween Party was the perfect opportunity to lose himself. So Remus followed Sirius to the little kitchenette on Gryffindor Tower.

"Another one bites the dust" Remus said when he noticed Sirius was alone.

And he was getting another drink.

When Sirius noticed him, he smiled.

"Ha?"

"Because you're dressed as Freddy Mercury"

Sirius grinned. Remus reckoned the fake moustache suited him.

"You look pretty good yourself, Mr. Bowie"

Remus's costume didn't require much. Although Mary had done an incredible job with the lighting makeup.

"Under pressure"

Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"That's the song Mercury and Bowie sing together"

Sirius giggled "Got the reference" he said as he poured some alcohol on a cup "Aren't we the most gorgeous leyends there are?"

Remus smiled "Sure"

Sirius emptied the cup in one gulp.

"Maybe you should take it easy, Freddy" Remus said, trying not to show his concern "Teachers are coming every half an hour to check on us..."

Sirius shrugged "It's a freaking party, Moony! Loosen up a little"

Then with a mischievous but gorgeous smile, he gave Remus another cup.

"Something tells me you're too sober"

"And you're dangerously tipsy, aren't you?"

"Bit" Sirius grinned innocently "I'm fine!" to prove it, he took another sip.

"Have a drink with me!" Sirius insisted, taking a step closer. That gorgeous bastard was all sweaty and perfect "Don't be a loser and a prick"

Remus chuckled.

"Prongs sent me to supervise you"

Sirius raised an eyebrow "Is that so? Do I need supervising?"

One step closer.

Remus smirked, getting closer as well. But only to grab the cup from his hand.

"Yeah you do"

"Moons!"

"You're going to thank me tomorrow when the hangover is not as bad"

Sirius literally pouted like a little kid.

"But I'm thirsty!"

"Drink some water!"

"Water is lame"

Remus laughed as he shook his head. He decided to finish Sirius’s drink himself before Sirius had the chance to drink more.

"If you are taking my drink away at least give something in exchange"

Remus bit his lip "Water?"

Sirius frowned "Something better"

"Something like what?"

Sirius’s eyes deepened, he granted Remus with that sexy suggestive smile of his. Sirius grabbed Remus's t-shirt and pulled him closer.

Remus's heart raced in response.

"Something like this..."

It was hungry the way Sirius kissed him now. The fake moustache rushed his nose and mouth. Remus could taste the alcohol on his tongue. He smelled like alcohol, cologne and sweat as well.

It would've been dreamy to snog Sirius when he looked so gorgeous. But Sirius was drunk. Sober Sirius would never kiss him like that without looking around to see if someone was around.

"What if someone comes in?" Remus asked as soon as he interrupted the kiss.

Sirius shrugged "Everyone is probably drunk somewhere"

Then he kissed him again.

Remus felt the desperation in the way Sirius was kissing him. Like he wanted to prove something. Or maybe distract himself with a hot snogging session. Like he desperately craved affection and warmth from someone. Anyone.

Suddenly, the words that Regulus had told Remus hours ago, crossed his mind: "He is just using you, Lupin. You think he is all innocent, don't you? Sirius is just using you to piss our parents off".

Remus pushed him away now. It didn't feel right to kiss Sirius like this.

"No, Sirius..."

"What's wrong?"

Remus swallowed "You know that we are friends, right?"

Sirius smiled "Yeah, of course! Best friends!"

Friends and only friends.

"Well, if you need to talk... about something..."

Sirius seemed confused "Does it look like I want to talk right now?" he smiled as he wrapped his arms around Remus's neck.

"You know what I mean" Remus said "We are best friends even though we..."

"Snog sometimes?"

"Yeah" Remus sighed with a little smile "But your Uncle just died and you seem off..."

And just like that, that Sirius’s smirk disappeared from his face. He went pale even.

"People die, Remus"

Sirius put his arms down.

"I know you're hurt...I heard you crying the other night"

Maybe Remus wanted for Sirius to open up with him. That way he would see that he was more than a game for Sirius. That he genuinely cared for him. That he trusted him as well.

Remus loved him. And he wanted to be loved back.

Although Sirius seemed uncomfortable now.

"I don't want to talk about it, okay?" Sirius looked down.

"I just wanted to make sure, you're okay"

"What are you, my babysitter?" Sirius snapped "I said I'm freaking fine!"

Remus didn't answer. Maybe drinking to forget seemed like a good idea.

"Sorry, Moony" Sirius softened his expression. "I just don't fancy talking about my bloody family, right now"

"I got it" Remus said "Just wanted to let you know I am here for you"

Sirius touched Remus's cheek gently. Maybe it was the light. But Remus could've sworn he saw Sirius’s eyes getting watery.

"I know I have not been easy lately, Moons" Sirius said "But I know you are there for me. My little shinny moon that I can turn to when everything seems dark..."

Remus smiled because he felt his cheeks burning. His crush or rather love for Sirius was so pathetic sometimes.

"Sometimes you are just the hype of my day"

"Sometimes you're the hype of mine"

It wasn't 'I love you' precisely but it was something. Regulus was full of shit.

"And these lips" Sirius touched Remus's "Are better than any drink"

"They don't give you a hangover"

Sirius giggled "Trust me. Sometimes they do"

And when Sirius gave him that gorgeous smile, Remus believed him.

"You want to drink with me now and have fun?" Sirius asked teasingly.

"You mean drink water?"

Sirius laughed. He wrapped his arms around Remus's neck again.

"What if we continue snogging?"

Remus smiled "That's healthier"

"And more fun" Sirius raised an eyebrow suggestively.

How could Remus say no to that?

"Take off that rigid thing first" Remus giggled, pointing to the fake moustache. Sirius grinned but obeyed.

They kissed once more. It felt better than the first time. Sirius was taking his time to taste Remus's lips. He was being delicate and careful. Those kind of kisses that made Remus melt.

Remus felt like he was floating. He loved Sirius. He loved him. He loved him. He loved him. There was no turning back.

[yoiseul]

Drunken HQ headcanons 1pt

I don't vouch for the canonicity of the characters, this is just my vision of our boys🫂 Feel free to post ideas for other headcanons in my messages and incoming, I'll try to consider them💞 Enjoy the read! Timeskip only!!!

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₊ 𑄹𑄹 Song of the Day: Lana Del Rey - West Coast.

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𓂃 ★ atsumu miya

Totally dissolved after a couple of drinks. At the stage of the first shot, everything was still fine, tsumu only felt a slight dizziness and a desire to go dance and relax after training. but after the 3rd shot, he already fell into a slight depressive state and turned into a complete sticky aching mess. Will call you asking you to pick him up from the place where they drank together as a team MSBY, whining and mumbling indistinctly into the phone about his boundless love for you and how much Mia misses your warm arms and gentle kisses. With a 100% chance he'll fall asleep in the cab, nestled quietly on your shoulder as you both sit in the backseat of the car. His fingers will be lazily entwined with yours, and his nose, along with his quiet snoring and sniffling, will be nestled into your neck, lightly blowing warm alcoholic air against your skin. You'll most likely have to drag Atsuma to the bed, because he'll refuse to wake up and all his huge weight with a mountain of muscles will be put on your body. Well... On the bright side it shows how much he trusts you)

"Guys say I'm too clingy... But I just love you.. I missed you so much I thought my heart would burst..."

𓂃 ★ akaashi keiji

Incredibly good at tolerating alcohol. In addition, Keiji only drinks on important occasions, such as the release of their new manga or the promotion of a colleague, and not much else. He sits quietly at the table enjoying the alcohol, speaks only during toasts, and listens attentively while sarcastically poking fun at his drunken colleagues. Aka is able to call himself a cab and get home, but is sure to warn through a message that a little drunk. Very quietly enters the apartment, trying not to wake you up. Hates the smell of booze, so he tries to change clothes and take a shower as soon as possible. Tiredness after a working day obviously plays against him, and the combo of a hot bath and drunk drinks makes him sleepy, so he's already drifting like a fly towards the bed, yawning on the way. Often he forgets to take off his glasses and falls asleep just like that, which makes him irritated and grumbling in the morning about the stiff bridge of his nose. Gently squeezes your body from the back in bed, covering your shoulders more comfortably with a blanket, quietly apologizing for staying up late, falling asleep from the warmth of your body.

"Sorry, I must smell like alcohol..."

𓂃 ★ suguru daishou

A clingy drunk asshole. Period. On a joint night out at the pub with your mutual friends, he's clearly had the most to drink. Sticks to you in the cab with an annoying whine, but you can tell his true intentions by that smirk. Just longs to be snuggled up against your white one, nuzzling his face into your warm neck while you mumble about his foul smelling booze. maybe let a couple of dirty (???) jokes fly, but mostly cute teasing that shows all his affection. Surprisingly, alcohol makes him more honest, and while in normal times it's quite difficult for him to say words of love every day, mundanely he replaces them with light loving jokes, now the sleepy drunken muttering of his "I love you, snake" can't help but make me smile ear to ear. The tight protective embrace around your waist, even if you're just riding the elevator home and from his drunken look no one would definitely even think of approaching you, never drops, and Suguru only continues to gently stroke your side with the palm of his hand. The only thing his thoughts are filled with is to rather hide you in a warm bed and, tangled up in a ball like snakes, fall asleep in your arms.

"Hmm... Snakieee, I'm cold... And your neck is so warm and cute, and your ears are burning with pink light, I'm sure one bite will warm the two of us...~"

[welcometothejianghu]

Welcome to another round of W2 Tells You What You Should See, where W2 (me) tries to sell you (you) on something you should be watching. Today's choice: 君子盟/A League of Nobleman

A League of Nobleman is the unfortunately translated English title of a 2023 historical drama about an idealistic country boy/genius detective/noodle seller, and a wealthy minister on a mission to exonerate his late father from charges of treason, even if he himself has to commit some treason in the process.

I watched this one not too long after it came out, and I was expecting there would be a lot of buzz as soon as fandom got hold of it. There wasn't, but I can understand why. The show is a lovely, ethereal drama that has some genuinely moving moments, stunning visuals, and charming character interactions.

It is, however, kiiiiiiiind of a hot mess.

What follows is an incredibly qualified rec. Unlike most of the previous shows I've recommended, this show is not something you could just throw at your Average American Television Enjoyer. Censorship got its claws into this one, and what's left is ... okay, imagine fliming all of Hannibal just like you want it, and then right before it airs, NBC comes in and says, okay, now we're just going to take out all the parts that are gay and violent and gory! You know what you'd have left? You'd have a League of Nobleman, is what.

(If you want a little more explanation of what's awkward about it, here's a take based on the first ten episodes. Note that not everything that bothers AvenueX bothers me, but they're fair critiques.)

Therefore, I'd have a tough time recommending this to someone who hasn't already built up a tolerance for the experience of seeing a scene end nearly mid-sentence, or hearing described something that happened just offscreen (while seeing no one's lips move). You need to be prepared to look through the jank to see the show we could have had beneath the show that actually arrived.

Even so, I have five reasons I think you should at least give it a shot!

1. That precious baby boy

Look at him. Look at his precious face. Don't you just want to stuff him down the front of your shirt and take him home with you?

That is Zhang Ping. He is the hero and he is a good boy.

He is a darling dumpling who grows up reading novels about how members of the judiciary nobly solve crimes and punish the unjust, so he decides that he wants to move to the big city and become a member of the judiciary to nobly solve crimes and punish the unjust! ...Until he gets there and realizes, no, baby, that was fiction. But gosh darn it, he's going to try anyway.

I have seen people say they read Zhang Ping as autistic. While I'm not sure that's specifically what the show itself was going for, that's kind of the effect -- which, I think, is why I've also seen a lot of people say they don't like Song Weilong's performance. I don't think he's wooden or unemotional; I think he just made a choice to play the character as not always real good about understanding why the people around him are having the emotions they're having. Similarly, I think what makes him read as anachronistic is mostly how he doesn't engage well with the rules of social convention that are such important parts of this historical setting.

Like, you see that picture above, with him and Lan Jue whispering at one another? Zhang Ping is doing this because he is absolutely convinced that this is appropriate subterfuge behavior. Lan Jue is matching him because he thinks Zhang Ping is adorable.

Just the goodest boy. A baby. Please care him.

2. the aesthetic

The show is beautiful. It looks and sounds amazing. For some reason I can't find a clip of just the opening credits, but here's a (strangely bloody) trailer that gives a sense of its general vibe:

As you can see a couple times in there, the show makes great use of tilt-shift photography -- you know, the thing where you change the focal length until everything starts to look fake? It creates a weird, dreamlike effect where parts of the frame are out of focus for no reason, or actual locations start to look like model-train miniatures. Many of the shots are framed like this, giving the entire thing a very pretty, very uncanny look.

And speaking of the dreamlike: If there's one thing I've come to expect from C-dramas, it's bad CGI. That is not the case here! The CG is used so sparingly that it's unobtrusive and actually quite nice. Much more of the weight of the show's look relies on practical effects that are supported and amplified by CG, which is the optimal combo. When it does go all in on CG, it's in the service of dreamscapes that are supposed to look unreal anyway.

The show does admittedly have a mild problem of using a cool effect and then largely forgetting that effect exists. For example, the first episode has a really neat "freeze time and walk through a crime scene" bit! And then we barely ever see that ability again. But the show's doing so many other lovely things that you don't really feel the absence until you stop to think about it all later. So don't stop to think about things! That's my motto! (It really isn't.)

The directors also just have a lovely eye for things -- which is extra-surprising considering that both of them are first-time directors. That can be fun, though, when you get people who haven't gotten stuck in their ways get, so they're still being new and weird with it. ...Of course, I bet that's also some of why so much of the show quite obviously got cut to ribbons, if you're also working with directors who also haven't figured out how to get away with things just yet.

Overall, the production values are very high. This show clearly had a fairly solid amount of funding behind it, but it also used its resources smartly. Most costumes are elegant but not extravagant. Detailed sets are small and beautiful locations are contained. While I have great respect for productions that try to create epics on a shoestring budget, there's something to be said for a project that sets its sights on the achievable, then puts its effort into doing what it can, well.

3. A ship for everyone!

There are so many potential ways to pair up them boys. The show's main pair dynamic is between country mouse Zhang Ping and city mouse Lan Jue, but it surely does not stop there. In fact, I've made a helpful chart that shows you all the potential flavors of gay you can enjoy at this particular danmei buffet:

(And yes, if you've seen the show, you know there's at least one more line that I could've drawn here, but I don't want to spoil anything.)

Now, whether you do read any of these dynamics as sexual/romantic is up to you. The point is that you could. For example, I personally am not that into Lan Jue/Xu Dong, but if you lose your shit when a competent sword guy owes a life debt to the defenseless noble he works for? You could have a lot of fun with what the show gives you.

Obviously, because this is a censored c-drama, there are no canon gay romances. However, a couple of them are more textual than others, especially the ones that center Lan Jue, because everyone clearly wants a piece of that fancy flat ass.

One of AvenueX's comments from the video I linked earlier is that the main couple has less sparkle together than each of them has individually with the man that's supposed to be his bestie. While that changes as the show goes on, these two side pairs never cease to be enjoyable. Whether you read them as sexual or not is up to you! Romantically or platonically, they're still a delight to watch bounce off of one another.

And Lan Jue/Gu Qingzhang (that one terrible ex from the chart) is, uh, basically textual? It's miles into "there is no straight explanation for this" territory. Again, avoiding spoilers here, but trust me. You get to see their secluded love nest and everything. Shit's real gay.

Then, of course, there's the main pair:

This is clearly the one that got hit real hard by cuts to the material. It's a damn shame, because this is clearly meant to be the core of the whole narrative. Despite that, the two of them have a fascinating dynamic that changes over the series from outright suspicion to cautious care to absolute trust. It's a great combo of someone who is too honest for his own good and someone so used to court politics that he lies as easily as breathing.

Ironically, the source material is Not Gay, to the point where the author has basically disowned this series as being so different from her original work as to be unrecognizable. You sort of have to wonder about the creative thought processes that led to taking a gen work and deciding to BL it up for the live-action adatation. I'm not complaining, mind you, but it is a little bit of an unforced error.

So whatever flavor of gay it is you're into, the odds are very good that this drama will have at least enough of it to keep you interested!

4. A very charming cast

I got to gush about Song Weilong's Zhang Ping earlier, but honestly I think everybody's pretty enjoyable, from the main cast to the recurring side characters to the one-off extras who show up for a single episode. Everybody's playing it weird and theatrical, so I get it if that's not your cup of tea. However, I feel all the performances are well-suited to the slightly surreal style of the production.

Here's just a couple of the real gems:

Jing Boran's Lan Jue has the perfect regal bearing of a fussy gentleman, but with a very endearing softness underneath. He spends half his time with eyes brimming with unshed tears, and the other half making heart-eyes at his boyfriends. You understand why everybody in the empire wants to ride him like they stole him, and that's even before he lets his hair down and starts dressing in slutty sheer robes. (I'm not entirely sure either he or the show knew how to play the character in the first few episodes, but he gets way better once he stops being so sinister and mysterious and gets to be cute and/or unhinged.)

There is one female character who shows up in more than one arc, and she is the Empress Dowager, and she is such a wonderful awful bitch. What a monster. Shi Yueling eats up every scene she's in by being the perfect mix of reprehensible and fascinating.

I was already primed to like Wang Duo because I liked watching him be a pretty snake boy in Yin-Yang Master: Dream of Eternity. Well, now he gets to be a pretty metaphorical snake boy here. I'm not spoiling anything by telling you he's bad news. He shows up damn near the end of the show and you know immediately he's bad news. But you don't know what kind of bad news he is, and that's fun to find out.

And speaking of actors I already liked from other places! Guo Cheng has mastered the art of acting with his mouth full. His Chen Chou is a sweet, earnest anchor in a world of tricksy boys.

There is something about Hong Yao's handsome face that makes Wang Yan perpetually look a little red-eyed, like he's trying hard to pretend that he wasn't just crying in his office. It's the perfect soft touch to his incredibly wonderful chad of a character. I'm usually not into the cocky jocks, but I will make such an exception for him.

I love you, fortune-telling gremlin grandpa.

5. Raw materials

Look, I assume if you've made it this far in the rec and you're still hanging on, you're interested for one of two reasons. The more normie reason is that you're into c-dramas in general (and probably period dramas in particular), and gay stuff is a selling point, so you see the appeal of turning on a drama where cute boys have emotions at other cute boys. That is a perfectly good reason to watch this drama, and if this is you, I hope you have fun!

The other reason is that you like making fan stuff, and you need some new blorbos to blorb in new and exciting combinations. Friend, I have that stuff for you right here.

A League of Nobleman has problems -- but they are problems that may be appealing to people who enjoy fixing things. There are literal holes in the series where actual, planned, filmed scenes were deleted! If you're looking for source material that's just begging you to fill in the gaps, look no further.

Of course I'm partial to the number of queer DIY romance options there are (see point 3), but that's not the extent of it. The setting is fascinating: an unspecified premodern Chinese dynasty magical enough to have a Bureau of Incantations, where the emperor is (for once) a cool dude, secluded village people live in semi-communal families, and one of the main characters can play Inception with people's heads. I'll say it plainly: If you are into kinky dream sex, this is the drama for you.

I should note that one of the things that doesn't need fixing is the overall shape of the series. The individual little case incidents seem disconnected, but they all weave together at the end as part of a (let's be real, ridiculously complicated) plot, giving the whole thing a pretty satisfying wrap-up. The show does not just fall off a cliff like Moriarty; it resolves in a way that's more than a little convoluted, but still overall satisfying. Also, a lot of those ships from the chart above, when it's all over, are still together. Some days that's all you need from an ending.

Maybe I sound like a broken record at this point, but to give you a sense of how heavy the hand of censorship clearly was, understand several of these episodes don't even break the 35-minute mark, and only four are even over 40 minutes long, when ~45 minutes is about the episode standard for this genre. (For comparison, every Untamed episode at least 42 minutes long.) I think it's important to realize just how much actual connective tissue got removed, way more than just individual censored shots or single redubbed lines.

And speaking of redubbed lines, the last episode of this show contains possibly the funniest NO HOMO in BL history. You have to see it to believe it -- or, rather, to not believe it, because the first time I watched, I didn't even understand what the hell the show was implying. I'll say no more.

Where to watch it!

I hope I've convinced you to at least give it a try! It's not a perfect show by any means, but it's a show with many good elements, and if you can embrace what's there without getting too hung up on what's not, it's a pretty good time.

If you're up for it, you can find it on this YouTube playlist -- though be prepared that it often mutes the opening music. It's also available on Viki (with ads, but less muting).

Just look at those precious, pinchable cheeks. Adorable.

[justporo]

A Night of Song and Laughter (Part 15)

In which there is a tub in which they sit, also Astarion with wet hair looking like a puppy and Tav's getting hauled around like a sack of potatoes at the end (so keep reading). But be warned, this actually turned a lot more sad halfway through then I thought (doesn't end like that tho). Totally not another chapter that went down very much differently from what I planned, but we love that, right? Right?

Song for this one: lovely - Billie Eilish, Khalid

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Astarion / Fem!Tav (You)

Warnings: Some talk of past trauma (Tav's, not Astarion's)

(Gif from here!)

“Ouch – I know they say partners tend to take on each other’s quirks and habits but maybe you could’ve picked another one of mine out of the catalogue of admirable virtues”, Astarion said jokingly while shaking his hand. You could actually clearly see the bite marks you’d left and blushed shamefully. “Sorry”, you only answered. You felt incredibly exhausted now – as much from the sex probably as from everything else that had happened. You let your head again, only just noticed that the markings had dimly started to glow again – you could easily figure why. But you were even too exhausted to bring that up right now – and neither did the vampire.

Astarion noticed your change in dynamic and softly put his hand under your chin to lift your head up again: “It’s fine, my love, I’ve experienced much worse than some few harmless love bites.” He winked at you.

Rain kept pouring on the both of you. You were soaked to the bone, clothes clinging to your bodies. Astarion’s curls hung adorably around his face and were dripping from the raindrops – reminding you just the slightest bit of a wet poodle. A sudden urge to hug him overcame you and it was easy to give in. “I love you, Astarion”, you simply said and savored the feeling of being close to him. He put his cheek on the crown of your head in response: “I love you too, Tav.”

And so you stood there for several heartbeats just holding each other while the rain pattered down all around you. “Let’s get you home, love, and let’s run you a hot bath before you catch a cold”, Astarion said finally and gave you a pat on the back to signal you to go.

You nodded. “Will” – a hearty yawn interrupted the sentence you had only just started – “will you be joining?” “The fact that you even have to ask shows just how much you have yet to learn about me”, Astarion replied and pinched your butt as you both started walking – heading towards home. “Also I think despite the rain I have to wash some of your former friend’s blood off myself.”

You walked home trying to be inconspicuous because you both looked like a hot mess to be frank. Idly chatting you made it all the way to your townhouse in the Upper City and by the time you were at your front door and Astarion was unlocking the door for you, you were shivering so bad from the cold and the wet that you couldn’t stop your teeth from shattering. All while in the mean time you could already feel carnal hunger rise up inside you again because of the way the wet shirt clung to Astarion’s chest and how he kept running his hand through his soaking wet hair.

You went inside and immediately went to the bathroom where the pleasant luxury of an enormous tub in the marble floor and even hot running water awaited you. Astarion started the hot water tap and since you couldn’t stop staring at him and biting your lip, he had you again right there, next to the tub on the bathroom floor.

Afterwards you actually managed to keep your hands off each other long enough to climb into the blissfully hot water and scrub yourselves clean. Now you sat between Astarion’s legs with your back leaning against his chest while he was washing your hair and massaging your scalp. “How long has it been since you’ve last taken these braids out, love?” “Hmm?”, you only mustered while you had your eyes closed and enjoyed the feeling of his Astarion’s skilled hands caressing you into oblivion.

The elf stopped and put his hands on top of your head and made it arch to him: “Your braids, love, they look… dare I say… worse than some rats I’ve had to encounter.” You blinked at him upside down, not trusting your ears about what you just heard. “If you think it’s enough to get me drunk and only fuck me twice before throwing shade at me like that I sincerely hope you’ve made peace with your un-life coming to an end”, you answered slowly. Astarion’s lips crept into a naughty smile: “We could make it three times before I also start commenting on your choice of clothing, my love.” You stared at the bastard for a moment before you elbowed him with a lightning-quick movement that caused a huge splash water. But dampened by the water the hit was no more than a love tap and Astarion started laughing: “First the biting, then the matted fur, now the unnecessary violence – really makes me think of one of those orange street cats.” “I can bite your ass again if that’s really what you are asking for”, you hissed at him and tried to splash him with water but only partially succeeded. The vampire just kept laughing.

“Is it really that bad though?”, you asked him, suddenly feeling self-conscious as you started to think about how you might look compared to the impeccably groomed high elf, your shoulders slumped a little. The comparison to a street cat had actually hit closer to home than you would have liked. “Let me see what I can do, my love.” He started to carefully sort out the braids on the right side of your head. “Also – I do apologise if my dumb remarks were hurtful to you. I merely meant to tease you. If it still counts: you are the most beautiful person to me I’ve ever met and I actually do think cats are fierce creatures and deserve all the admiration they can get – especially orange street cats”, he blabbered and pressed a tender kiss to the side of your head. It was obvious that he was worried now that he might have hurt you for real and was trying to gloss over it.

“Apology accepted”, you said and leaned into his touch. “Also” – you sighed – “I mean you are right, I might’ve not taken the best care of myself so far. It might actually a good idea to take on some of your vanity in that regard.” “That rather than the biting”, Astarion immediately threw in cheerfully, obviously relieved by your reaction and kept trying to untangle your braids.

“It’s just”, you started to add and sigh again “when you call me a street cat, I fear it’s more accurate than you might think. I lived on the streets of this city a longer time than I’ve lived under a roof.” The vampire’s hands slowed but he simply kept listening. “There were sometimes months on end when I didn’t really have an opportunity to just simply wash myself. Weeks in which I could merely get scraps of food and I was so thin you could count the rips through my tattered clothes. And… I’m sorry I’m rambling on about the past.” Your words end in a silent whisper. A lot of memories suddenly well up and you didn’t really feel like ruining the rest of the evening with unpleasant memories that lay well in the past.

“No, please, if you want to talk about it, I really want to hear what you have to say, my love.” Astarion let go of your hair and let his hands wander under the surface of the water to grab one of your hands and press it to his lips. “After all, you really taught me how healing it can be to talk about your past and trauma – and if I have the opportunity to do the same for you…”, he said and softly grabbed your chin to turn your face to his. His eyes looked suspiciously wet but shone with warmth and kindness. You could feel the tears coming now too, so you took a deep breather and stared at the ceiling for a good few moments before you continued.

“It’s just that I’ve never been able to have something good for long. My friends that you’ve met tonight – or rather the few remaining ones – are the only real good thing I had going for me for the longest time. And all this” – you raised an arm to signify everything around you and then moved to face the vampire better – “and especially and most of all: you” – you looked at Astarion and felt your throat close up – “are the best, the truly and honestly BEST thing that has ever happened to me. And when I lay with you or laugh with you or kiss you or talk to you I am as happy as I ever was in my life. But still…”

Your words got caught in your throat and the tears had started streaming down both of your cheeks.

“I cannot stop to wonder when the other shoe is going to drop”, you whispered hoarsely while you felt your lips quiver. And after you had finished you could do nothing but give in to your negative emotions overwhelming you. You closed your hands while the tears ran freely and you let out basically a howl of sorrow while you let your face lift skywards.

Sobs kept shaking your body as Astarion drew you in close and held you. Simply held you and kept talking you through your outbreak of emotions. His husky tone betrayed he felt and cried with and for you.

When your sobs subsided, you felt kind of empty – but better. Astarion kept rubbing circles on your shoulders and whispering to you. You lifted your head up to look at him but before you could say something he swiftly laid a finger on your lips to hush you. “First, let me say my thing please. And please don’t apologise for crying.” He’d caught you and the fact that he did made you already almost start to giggle again in a sudden burst of post-crying hysteria, but you simply nodded at him. “For as long as I live – or well, you know exist” – now you couldn’t help but giggle a little – “I’ll vow that I will take care of you and stay with you and that will do my best to keep you warm and fed and happy”, Astarion spoke solemnly while you could see tears well up in his eyes again. And it did exactly nothing to stop you from starting to cry again.

“No, hush, that’s enough tears for one night – it can’t be healthy to cry this much in one night, hush, love”, the vampire rambled in a panicky tone, obviously flustered and worried about how he could stop the well that you had become. But your tears dried up much quicker now. You wiped some leftovers from your eyes: “Now tell, is there any hope for my hair?” At that the elf grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at you while he started working on your matted braids again. After some time in now comfortable silence he gasped happily. “It might’ve been a challenge but here we go, all untangled”, he cheerfully declared and winked at you. “And are you going to re-braid it, or…” Astarion pursed his lips at you and angled his head to one side: “I think I actually quite like this look on you, at least for tonight.” You shrugged as if you didn’t care but blushed a little nonetheless.

“Now, my sweet, let’s get you out of the water, you surely have been soaked enough for one night. He gave you a little slap on the butt under the water, then grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder as if you were a sack of potatoes. Then he stood up and stepped out of the tub. You giggled and pinched his butt – to which you received a hearty slap onto yours.

He made you stand on the floor again to which you reacted with pouting because you had actually enjoyed his silly little act. But he only grabbed two very fuzzy towels, wrapped one around his hips – which made you pout even more because you had also enjoyed the view – and the other around you. Then he threw you over his shoulder once more which made you again giggle like a silly, lovesick teenage girl.

Astarion lovingly patted your backside while carrying you to the bedroom: “Now now, let’s make you think of other things, hm, my dear?” “Is that a promise?”, you replied in a cheeky tone. “It’s whatever you might want it to be, love.”

Tags: @daedriclys @angelofthorr @starved-kitten

[emesis-nemisis]

Corodded Coffin Fest Day One

First - Rehearsal

Word count: 998, Rating: T , Pairings: None, CW: Language, fighting, boys being incredibly nerdy, author taking creative liberties and making Eddie a year or two younger for the sake of this making sense (Its their first rehearsal before the Hawkins Middle talent show he gushed to Chrissy about.), Dialogue heavy. Featuring: Eddie, Gareth, Jeff, and Frankie.

@corrodedcoffinfest

This is my first public work ever lol, I hope you enjoy! (Cuttin it real close here with the time)

“You guys, this is not working…”  Eddie hollered behind him. 

Frankie’s plucking and Jeff’s strumming halts, but the sound of heavy bumps and pangs continued from behind them.

It all sounded awful - The rhythm wasn’t right and the timing of the guitars fell all over the place. It made a mess of sound, and Eddie was sure he was developing a stress headache. 

 Gareth is still playing. 

“Could one of  you-” Eddie wipes his hands over his face trying to compose himself, taking a deep breath and turning around so that he could pull his hair in peace. 

“Yeah, I got it.” 

Frankie moves over to the drum-kit, biting a laugh at the look of his friend still smacking the life out of the set. Eyes closed and head banging, ginger curls flopping all over the place. His hand comes up to hold the symbols still, and when Gareth moves his sticks over it, slapping them and not getting his desired sound, he double takes. 

“Dude, what gives!” Gareth frowns up at him, beet red and hair drenched in sweat. 

“We’re taking five.” 

“Again?!” He pants. 

The air was stifling in the garage, and it didn’t help that they kept the door closed. The heat of the sun’s been cooking them like a brisket all afternoon, but Gareth stays on his shit - refusing to let them open it. Practically locking them all inside of a slow cooker during an abnormally hot day of spring. 

“I don’t understand, the song sounded fine when I practiced earlier.” Jeff’s eyebrows screwed tight, staring down at his guitar with a remorseful frown.  

Frankie rolls his eyes, pulling the strap over his head and setting his bass down gently. “I think I’m actually starting to hear what my mom hears- this really is just... noise.” He plops down on the ratty sitting chair with a huff, wiping his face of sweat and leaning back in defeat. 

“But that doesn’t make any sense!” Gareth exclaimed, “I’ve been practicing too.” Sitting up straighter, he swivels on his seat, glaring accusingly at Frankie where he was resting. 

“Come on man, do you even have to ask?” He says with his head cocked slightly. 

Gareth shrugs “It’s not like you bothered to tune the damn thing before you got here.” 

The boy’s eyebrows raise high and stiff, “What, you mean like how you thought to have your shit put together before we pulled up.” 

“It was like one bolt that needed tightening.” 

“We’re in your garage!” Frankie shouts, “You’re really gonna point fingers at me when your kit wasn’t fully set up either-” 

“Woah, guys let’s just calm down a second- '' Jeff interjects. A nervous tone to his voice that goes ignored as his loudmouth friends refuse to let up on each other. 

“Your timing is shit! Are you even paying attention to the rest of us?” Frankie continues over Jeff's pleas unremorsefully. 

“You wanna talk about timing so bad? How bout you go mouthing off to your mother for bringing you here late.”

“You guys!” Eddie shouts, “Stop!” 

The garage fell silent. Frankie’s arms tightly crossed against his chest and Gareth’s glare didn’t leave him once, but they quieted down to listen. 

“It’s not any one thing, alright. It’s not just the timing, it’s not just the tuning… it’s all of it.” 

“The hell do you mean, Munson?” The glaring boy’s gaze shifts, finding a new target for those piercing blue eyes to melt.

“If you’d cool your britches down long enough for me to tell you, you’d know what I mean, Emmerson.” Eddie retorts.

Gareth’s chest continues to puff out, but he bites his tongue from causing further damage. 

“This is our first rehearsal, right?” he starts, “I mean, we’ve all played before, but this is the first time we’ve all tried to mesh together.”

“So?” 

“So, how’d the first campaign we ever tried to run go?.” 

“Terrible.” 

“Catastrophic.” 

“A real shit show, if you ask me.” 

“You mean things weren’t perfect right off the bat?” Eddie muses with wide eyes. Fake gasping and clutching pearls he’ll never own. 

It’s rhetorical, that much is obvious. But Jeff answers him anyway. 

“It was new… the campaign was written too specifically and we messed up the whole quest within like… an hour.” 

“We didn’t even make it to the dungeon before we were all either dead, or lost with no way back to each other.” Frankie chimes. 

“Or the story.” Eddie supplies. 

 “Or the story.” He parrots, nodding. 

“Yeah” Eddie tsk’s with a lopsided frown “that was my bad.” 

Gareth chuckles at the memory, “God we were awful.” 

“We were new.” Eddie says, laughing too. “We were allowed to be awful.” 

“But, we’re not new at this?” Jeff says, “We formed this band because we’d all heard each other talking about instruments we already played.” 

Gareth side eyes him wholeheartedly, “We formed this band so we could enter in the talent show and impress girls.” 

Frankie’s arm whips up to heave a small smack across the back of his head. “Enough arguing, dipshit. Listen.” 

“But we’ve never played together though, have we?” Eddie continues. 

 Gareth has enough mind to look embarrassed for jumping the gun. “No…” 

“And we’ve never had to face the struggle of keeping up with each other's time before. Just like I never had to face the struggle of watching a carefully crafted quest go up in flames because I relied too heavily on the checks all working out the way I planned for them too.” 

“So what I’m hearing is, this is all your fault?” Gareth's eyes squint small, eyeing Eddie down with mirth. 

Eddie retaliates with a shove, because no, that’s not what he was saying, but he smiles when Gareth shoves him back, laughing. Not even a full minute goes by before the other boys jump in, altogether forgetting the fight that started this mess to begin with. 

We’ll get there, Eddie thinks to himself. He’s sure of it. 

[look-at-the-soul]

New traditions

Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader

🎄 I wrote this one shot to celebrate @runnning-outof-time almost 2.5K, K congratulations 🎉 you’ve made a few celebrations before but timing wasn’t on my side and I couldn’t finish the story on time, now your Bingo celebration came just in time as I had this Christmas idea ♥️ so it couldn’t be more fitting, I hope you continue to do more celebrations and posting more incredible stories -one day I will catch up ☺️-

Summary: Setting up the Christmas tree together, becomes a new tradition for Tommy, Y/N and Charlie, let the beautiful the season do its own magic and make your wish, you might find your favorite Shelby doing something he wouldn’t normally do. 😉

Special thanks to @lyarr24 for the food recommendations 🥰

 After taking a shower, Tommy got ready. The second floor was oddly silent, Y/N was nowhere to be seen and Charlie wasn’t in his room. But as he reached the first floor, he heard a low conversation and giggles and small chorus of a song.

“Go around the tree, and keep the ribbon with the little loop like this,” Tommy saw Y/N pointing at a piece of ribbon perfectly placed.

“Like this?”

A hand on her hip, her jeans hugging her legs, her ass was hidden by an oversized sweater Tommy swore belonged to him. “Beautiful, see? It wasn’t so hard.” Y/N nodded at the kid as she walked to the fire place, there was a garland decorating the top of it. As Charlie kept singing and messing up with the lyrics, Y/N took something out from a shopping bag.

Tommy’s heart caught up in his throat as he saw three Christmas socks in her hands.

One for him, one for her and one for his son, with Charlie’s name embroidered.

“Y/N look! Dad can help us with the star, we don’t need the ladder anymore.” Charlie pointed at him, still frozen in spot.

“We didn’t want to wake you up, so I asked Charlie to help me set up the Christmas tree.” Y/N explained as she walked towards him, giving Tommy a small peck on the lips, she tasted like hot chocolate and cookies.

“Will you help us Dad?” Charlie asked showing off his smile. Charming just like his father.

He had a busy morning ahead, but as Charlie ran to Y/N and they both pleaded with puppy eyes, he couldn’t say no.

“Alright.” He cleared his throat, pushing away the emotions, or at least trying to. “What can I help you with?

“Mr. Shelby I brought some coffee for you.” Frances announced placing the tray on the table, after asking if he wanted something for breakfast and Tommy answered that he didn’t, she left the drawing room.

“Charlie I think we can turn up the volume of the music now.” Y/N winked at Tommy, brushing his lips one more time as his son went to choose the playlist . “I have a surprise for you, later.”

Tommy raised his eyebrows in surprise, “are you going to dress up as Mrs Claus?” he licked his lips suggestively.

Hitting him in the chest with the Christmas sock, Y/N looked over at Charlie, lost in the gifts she had wrapped already, trying to find out the content of the package with his name on the tag.

“No what I had in mind, but that sounds like something you’d like.” Y/N answered while a soft blush covered her cheeks.

“Gloves, red lipstick, high boots, singing Jingle bells...” Tommy pressed his lower lip between his teeth and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

Y/N couldn’t stop the laugh, as his hands squeezed her waist.

“You left me alone this morning.”

Feeling his arms locked, she was pressed dangerously close to his toned body. His lotion was addictive.

“Thought you were tired from last night activities.” She whispered opening the top button of his blue shirt. “Charlie almost caught me this morning.”

“Oh you wore me out, but I could always go for one more.” As Tommy smiled, small lines formed around his eyes. Lines of happiness as Y/N liked to call them.

“Dad do you know what Y/N got me? She says it’s heavy and its got thirteen letters.” Charlie complained interrupting their conversation looking up at his father.

Breaking the embrace, Y/N smiled at the mini-Tommy, he was just as curious as his dad, trying to get hints and clues since they started decorating early that morning.

“Nope, she went alone to shop in peace, says I don’t have patience.”

“You don’t.” Y/N interjected adding some crystal render to the decoration on top of the fireplace.

“So you don’t know?”

Pouting, Tommy shook his head.

Truth is he did know what present Y/N got his son, it was a beautiful horse collection that included three books and a set of horses figures, he knew Charlie would love it. But he wouldn’t ruin her surprise.

Tommy saw Y/N smiling at Charlie’s complain. He had asked Frances already.

“If its any consolation, she doesn’t want to tell me what she got for me.”

“That’s because is a surprise!”

After fixing some of the lights that didn’t work, he got up from the floor with a groan.

“Right, I hope you clean up everything after you finish, I gotta go.”

“What? Where?” Y/N popped her head from behind the tree with a look of a disappointment in her eyes, Christmas ornaments hanging from each finger. “I thought we’d spend the day together decorating.” She was hoping they could make it a beautiful new tradition.

With a loud huff, Cyril joined them only to keep sleeping peacefully next to the fire.

“I won’t be long, I just have to do something.”

“Daaaad.”

Guilt shot through his system, two pair of eyes looking at him accusingly.

“You promised to watch the Grinch with us.”

Part of Y/N’s Christmas ritual consisted of decorating the tree, bake cookies and watch a Christmas movies marathon.

“And Home alone too.” Charlie added.

And suddenly he felt like the worst person in the world.

“Fine, I’ll do it on Monday.” He gave in after a few seconds, there was no way to escape the Christmas decoration.

Y/N’s eyes sparkled, it was their first Christmas together and she was looking forward to the whole process.

“Really? Are you staying?” Y/N placed the tree ornaments back in the box and walked to were he was standing. She still wasn’t used to him working during the weekends. Lifting on her tip toes, she brushed her lips against Tommy’s. As he nodded, a beautiful smile appeared, and she pulled him by the neck to kiss him one more time. “You make me so happy.”

That’s all he wanted to hear. He would do anything just to see Y/N smile.

“I’m hungry.” Charlie complained.

“See I could go leave the papers and buy some food.” Tommy offered.

Y/N made a sound with her tongue and tilted her head. “I know that trick... we can order lunch in the app and get it delivered here.”

“What do you want?” He wrapped his arm around her waist, as Y/N leaned her head against his chest.

“Fish and chips!” Charlie demanded excitedly, running around.

“Where did he get all that energy?” Tommy asked looking at the ceiling.

Y/N laughed and inhaled his scent. “He’s your son, what did you expect?” Walking to her phone, she started placing the order, while with her free hand, she gave Tommy some ornaments. He made sure to get her approval before hanging each piece.

“Can you add extra ketchup for me Y/N? Please.”

Her heart skipped a beat as she saw Charlie placing the teddy bears with matching scarves under the tree, he was so polite.

“Of course sweetheart.” And as she said that, an arm sneaked around from behind.

“Where are you buying lunch from?”

“From Harry Ramsdens’, is that alright?”

“Yeah, love that.” Tommy kissed her neck and then the spot behind her ear that made her toes curl. Taking his wallet, he gave her his credit card.

“I think the tree is ready.”

Almost, Y/N thought walking to one of the boxes.

“Do you like this star, Cyril?” The dog sniffed the item, and Y/N moved it back just in time before he could lick it. “I think that’s a yes.”

Touching Tommy’s arm, she moved her eyes to Charlie, who was touching the crystal angel ornament he chose to remember and honour his mother.

“The tree needs the final touch son, do you want to put the star?”

“But it’s so high, I can’t reach the tip.”

Without further explanation, Tommy gave Charlie the star and took him in his arms. Lifting him above his head, the kid was able to set the star in the highest part of the tree. Struggling a bit when he started to laugh as his father’s fingers tickled his ribs.

“Are we ready now?”

“l’ll do it!” Charlie smiled running to take the remote to lit the tree.

“3, 2... 1!”

Turning on the lights, the three of them remained quiet for a moment, admiring their work.

It was probably one of the simplest thing he had ever done, but it meant so much. Sharing a moment with his son and girlfriend, listening to his happy voice singing and laughing with Y/N, telling her what he wanted to ask Santa, Tommy thought that this would be a happy holiday for him, not like the previous or when he was about his son’s age.

Swallowing his emotions, he was grateful for the doorbell ring interruption. Cyril stormed out barking.

“I’ll get it. Charles, help Y/N with the plates.” He instructed walking to the door.

 After finishing their lunch, Y/N walked to get one of the presents and then back to the dining room.

“I was going to wait until Christmas Eve to give you this, but I guess we can open one present early.” She still had another present for him wrapped, it was a beautiful leather cover for his new iPad with a matching briefcase.

Tommy looked at her surprised, he wasn’t expecting the big box was for him.

“Go on, open it.” Y/N encouraged him with a smile.

Tommy left his cigarette on the tray. His heart fluttered with joy as he found what was under the shiny paper.

“Wow it’s so cool Dad.” Charlie spoke for him.

“When did you get this?” He asked in shock, looking at his girlfriend.

Y/N knew she scored when her eyes found Tommy’s. “Yesterday, I couldn’t resist it.”

“Can we assemble it?” Charlie’s eyes were fixed on the train set.

“Why don’t you open the box? We’ll be there in a minute.” Y/N offered to give Tommy a moment, he was suddenly quiet. Turning to look at him, she was now worried. “If you don’t like it I can ask for a refund.”

Before she could finish, Tommy was shaking his head.

“Thank you.” Sometimes, if she looked closely and he was caught off guard, she could see his emotions right in his eyes. This was one of those rare moments. “This is the best present you could give me, love.”

She didn’t know, but she was healing old open wounds, she was giving his inner child the love he sometimes couldn’t find.

“You’re welcome babe, I’m sorry it took you a few years to get the train around the Christmas tree you wanted, but it’s better late than ever.” Her hand came to rest on his cheek in a caressing motion.

Tommy closed his eyes the moment when his forehead touched hers. “Can’t believe you remember it.”

When they talked about how they would spend the holidays, somehow Y/N managed to get inside the deepest parts of his soul, where no one else was allowed to, and he ended up sharing a memory of his childhood and how he always loved to see the stores full of Christmas decorations and one store particularly placed the tree next to the window with a train going around the base.

“Are you going to help me or what?” Charlie shouted from the drawing room.

Burying his fingers in her hair, Y/N felt him smiling against her lips.

“He sounds just like you.” She chuckled intertwining her hand with his to walk to the other room.

“It has the track sections, the caboose and the little cabin with the driver!” Charlie exclaimed happily, he already had the pieces ready on the floor.

In silence, Y/N snapped a photo of Tommy and Charlie from behind, without them knowing, without a pose as they were setting the track, her boyfriend had a beaming smile, genuine, the kind that hurts your jaw after smiling so much.

“Put the batteries there, no turn that one.” Tommy instructed his son after stepping back.

The train started to move around the tree and Cyril inspected it, barking a couple of times, while Tommy struggled to find the right words to say. How could something so small mean so much?

He couldn’t stop the thoughts of those times when there wasn’t enough money for dinner, decorations or presents.

“I have something for you as well.” Tommy announced, then turning to Charlie, he whispered something in his ear and the kid ran upstairs.

“What is it?”

“You’ll see in a minute.” The smirk Y/N saw didn’t help, but he insisted on covering her eyes. “Charlie can you take it out from the bag please? Be careful, it can bite you.” He joked winking at his son as Y/N tried to hide herhands.

“Tommy!”

“Y/N!” He imitated her voice.

Seconds later, his hands moved away from her eyes and she found Charlie holding a music box with a small village inside.

“How...H-how did you know?”

“I asked Isaiah to be my eyes while you were shopping, he mentioned you kept coming back to watch it, after he drove you back home, I asked him to go back to the store to get it.” By the surprise in her eyes, it seemed like he got the right present.

“It needs a key to work.” Y/N stated, taking the box from Charlie’s hands.

“Right, about that...” Tommy offered her his hand and she pressed her palm against his, he turned it around, placing a key chain with two keys. “We’ve talked about taking the next step in our relationship.” His thumb was moving in slow circles in the back of her hand. “You’re so important in my life, my son loves you as much as I do. And we spend most of our time together... here. So I want to ask you if you would like to move in with me?” Charlie cleared his throat. “With us, I mean.”

One was the key to musical box and the other one of his house.

“Tommy yes! I want to move in with the three of you.” She pointed at Cyril, who only moved his head to get comfortable.

Placing his hands on her cheeks, Tommy pulled her for a kiss.

“It’s going to be so fun Y/N!” Charlie hugged her after they broke apart. “Will you stay tonight?”

Y/N blushed, she usually sneaked out before the sunrise, but that morning Charlie caught her walking from Tommy’s room.

“Will you stay forever?” Asked Tommy with a smile that reached his eyes.

“If you want me to.”

“Now we can watch a movie!”

“You can pick the movie, I will get the popcorn.” Y/N told Charlie who was already running to the other room.

But before she could walk to the kitchen, Tommy grabbed her by the arm and pulled Y/N back for a deeper kiss now that his son wasn’t looking.

“Are you really living with us?”

“It looks like that.” Y/N ran her fingers through the shaved sides of his head.

“That means I get to have you in my bed every night?” His lips went to assault her neck, nibbling gently.

“Starting tonight.”

“I’ll make sure you get a drawer or two.” He joked.

“That’s very generous from you.” And she pulled him before Charlie could start shouting that the movie was about to start.

An hour later, they were cuddling in the big sofa, Tommy placed his free hand wrapped around Y/N’s back. She was caressing Charlie’s hair, he fell asleep on her lap in the middle of the movie, in her other hand she was holding a glass of wine. After the movie finished Y/N took the book she bought for Christmas, another new tradition she wanted to do, buy books for her loved ones and read every night until Christmas Eve.

She knew there’s was something magical about the season, Tommy even agreed to wear the matching socks she bought for them, maybe next year she could convince him to wear matching pajamas.

Tommy looked at them; Y/N snapped a photograph of their legs tangled, with the fireplace in the background, Cyril could be seen there as well.

“Are you posting that to your Instasnap?

Y/N had to suppress a laugh to not wake up Charlie.

“Instagram baby.”

Rolling his eyes he added. “Whatever. Same shit.”

Unlike the movie, he wasn’t home alone. He had exactly what he needed to be happy.

***

A/N: Do you have any special traditions? You know it’s just a bit crazy because I decided to open my blog on Christmas Eve last year and my very first post was a Tommy/Charlie photo, so this just seemed to be the perfect match for the holidays. I hope you like this story, if you do, your thoughts and comments are the best gift you could give me 💝

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Lament

TL;DR: I'm so sorry for the ridiculously long delay in updating, but thank you so much to everyone who's reached out in support of this fic this year - from Ao3 to Discord to Tumblr. You're beautiful, life-giving angels!

Also, this fic will likely be 7-8 chapters longer than I thought. But more on that later.

Continue reading below, if you like - but if you're wondering why the hell this blog exists in the first place, please refer to my pinned post!

Just wanna get this off my chest: This fic is the best/worst creative decision I've ever made. I began writing it to challenge myself and step outside my comfort zone, but over time, it's become my favorite.

(It's 2 am and I'm so tired, so I'm sorry if the remainder of this post is a hot mess)

It's been a bit of a journey to get here mentally, both in and out of 'fandom' realms (have I mentioned how much it sucks loving two pairings whose shippers NOTORIOUSLY HATE EACH OTHER?) but it's been so, so rewarding, and that's because of such incredible readers.

When people have left comments about initially opening the fic begrudgingly [only to fall in love with it], or just sent me a song they've been listening to while thinking of the fic (see playlist below) - good god, I think about that stuff every single day. It's so special to me, knowing this ridiculous smangst fic could affect anyone like that.

From the beginning, I've followed the outline to a T (save for a couple of tiny amendments, such as Rose showing up a little earlier than I'd intended initially) - so just know that the only reason it took me forever to update is because of insecurity - not because the muse has left me!

While it might not have ten thousand kudos, and while a lot of people have said some incredibly hateful things (I will once again refer to the absurdity of anti-tenrose VS anti-tenmartha discourse), the pros smash the cons. So thank you.

I had (have) a lot more to say, but I already don't know if anyone is going to read this to begin with, so I'm going to cut myself off. But thank you SO much for reading! I hope you like(d) the update!

Thank you so much to badxwolfxrising for being my guiding light with this fic+helping me pull my head out of my ass+being my first friend in the TenRose realm to publish TenMartha smut. Also, thank you to Kate/@blueteensy for being such a massive cheerleader of this series always (and a wonderful friend)!

Playlist of songs wonderful readers have applied to this series (this link will allow you to add music as a collaborator. If you have any Repose songs, I would love to hear them!)

Playlist of songs I've applied to this series

Brilliant recreations of the red room by my dear friend @blueteensy: p1, p2

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Todays rip: 06/04/2024

Tactical Three-Time Grammy Award-Winning Action

Season 2 Featured on: A HOT ONE

Ripped by Harmony Friends

It's funny: for a surprising number of posts now, I've been sort of writing "around" the works of the ripper Harmony Friends, without ever - excluding collaborative projects like Balcony Fusion Collab - actually covering one of those works for a post. Which is a damn shame!! Because in their four-year tenure on SiIvaGunner, Harmony Friends had a pretty notable impact on the channel's life, from making Donkey Kong a mainstay of the channel's identity through creating the Coconut Gun Rap as referenced in CG Man HD Remastered Edition, to directing the incredible King for Another Day Tournament and pushing the boundaries of the channel's scope as described in NIGHTMARESCAPE 〜Unrestrained HyperCam 2〜 (Final Boss Phase 2), and many ways more. But, most importantly of all, they led the trend for a series of very silly YTP-esque sentence mixing rips on the channel, of which Tactical Three-Time Grammy Award-Winning Action remains a personal favorite.

So what am I referring to with these "very silly YTP-esque sentence mixing rips"? Well, if you'll recall just earlier this week, the April Fools rip Our Sweet Parsley was made specifically in tribute to Harmon Friends' work of this kind - the ones that edit and twist easily-identifiable song lyrics, primarily from Sonic the Hedgehog games, to pure comedic off-the-wall effect. Sentence-mixing is an age-old skill of the YouTube Poop trade, yet it feels as if Harmony Friends' work with rips like Thunder, Rain and Lightning, A Ghost's Bean Soup, and of course The Coconut Gun Rap were what turned said work into a mainstay on SiIvaGunner in particular, to show the potential sentence mixing had as a method of effective bait-and-switching, messing around with the track *just* enough to feel wrong in a fun way whilst still being easily missable up to a certain point in the song. Yet this bait-and-switch appeal was, as I've mentioned many times before, something that primarily worked within Season 1 itself, within 2016, when the channel's mere existence was still so novel, unknown to so many. Season 2's shift to having more takeovers and events was a brilliant way to keep the channel fresh, whilst also directing several rippers in the team to try their hand at once specific joke within their individual style. And THAT is where Tactical Three-Time Grammy Award-Winning Action comes in: on the day of Smoothness.

It feels as if I've talked enough about the Grammy-Award Winning 1999 Hit Smooth by Santana feat. Rob Thomas of Matchbox Twenty for a lifetime already back in Haltmanna feat. Rob Thomas of Matchbox 20, but its appeal should be pretty obvious to anyone who's ever heard the song. Put succinctly, is at once incredibly memorable and well-composed, and has lyrics that are as memeable as can be. Pair those traits with the iconic status Snake Eater from Metal Gear Solid 3 already has in gaming circles, and with Hinchy's aforementioned knack for the silliness, and the result was a rip that felt destined to occur at one point or another. The moment the rip starts, the moment you start anticipating the James Bond-esque opening fanfare to Snake Eater, only to be met with the all-too-familiar first riff of Smooth, you KNOW exactly what the rip is going to be, and you KNOW just then and there how perfect of an idea it is. I'm already a huge fan of rips that do completely original vocal covers with new lyrics such as Maskettaman - Dr. Pavel's Fly​-​So​-​Good, but something about how Tactical Three-Time Grammy Award-Winning Action keeps ping-ponging from Snake Eater to Smooth's vocals scratches a very particular part of my brain - as if I'm waiting with every line to see how it could be merged with Smooth's lyrics. And at every turn, I'm rewarded oh so blissfully.

From outright replacing the bridge's bellowing "But you're so supreme!!" with Smooth's "'cause you're so SMOOTH", to the way that the pause in "not for honor but for you" is removed to give way for extra syllables on the part of Smooth's vocals, together forming "not for honor but / to suit your mood", each change feels oh so deliberately done to maximize both sides of the rip. Althewhile, just like My Sweet Parsley and its contemporaries, the original instrumental still plays - Smooth never overtakes the running Snake Eater melody, merely complimenting it with flourishes from its own vocals or guitar riffs. Yet by the time they actually DO overtake the song as the chorus builds, it all feels so natural already, the Snake Eater instrumentals fit Smooth's emotional high so well at this point - its shocking how well the balance is maintained throughout the whole rip. And because of that, Tactical Three-Time Grammy Award-Winning Action is more than just very funny: it's a genuinely great take on Snake Eater, as the contributions from Smooth in a way help punctuate the song's existing high points, althewhile of course still being very funny.

It's really quite hard to go wrong with a Smooth rip in general, of course - but there is a real magic to listening to Tactical Three-Time Grammy Award-Winning Action after knowing already just how good Harmony Friends are at doing this particular flavor of rips from their work in the prior Season. It's the kind of rip that felt, perhaps not destined to happen, but like...with a Smooth rip underway and Harmony Friends on the team, it was such a natural extension of the joke to create, and one that was followed through on in spades of quality. And after having spent so many posts alluding to one particular ripper, I'm happy to have finally gotten to make one on the ripper behind it all.