#things cant go back to the way they were before but that doesn't mean it'll be worse

[baka-monarch]

SPELLBOUND IS AN AMAZING AND BEUTIFUL MOVIE AND YOU HAVE TO SEE IT

Oh my fucking god it's so good and it FINALLY addresses something in a kids movie that I've been dreaming would be addressed in a movie in a healthy way

FUCK YEAH

[maiiuelle]

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thinking about riding around on the back of rafe’s motorcycle <3

at first, it’s a hard no.

you just hopped out of his f-150, and the bike’s shiny red paint catches your eye. “rafe?”

“hm?” he rounds the truck, fixing his backwards cap as he makes his way over to you.

“you never told me you have a bike.”

you smile giddily, mind racing with the thought of how good he must look riding it. it’s hot that he can maintain his upscale exterior while feeding into your bad boy fantasies. you’re almost upset he didn’t mention it. rafe tongues his cheek, shrugging like it’s nothing special. “okay, so?”

you deflate, sputtering and motioning your arm at the bike dramatically. “so, we should go on a ride sometime.”

he squints at you in disbelief, not expecting you to be so excited by a motorcycle. “yeah—no. you know how dangerous that is, baby?” he laughs, slinging an arm over your shoulders. “cant even go on the shitty fair coasters and you wanna go on a ride?”

“don’t be mean, rafe.” you pout, and he just rubs your arm sweetly, still smiling at his own joke.

“m’not mean, just lookin’ out for you.” he turns you away, but your eyes linger on the bike, genuinely disappointed.

things change when he gets a text from you late one night a few weeks later, his phone screen reading:

"rafee whrer are u?"

"pickme uup? :) pls"

he's been waiting for this text all night. he told you not to go to this stupid party on the cut, but your friends insisted you couldn't miss it. the whole island already thinks he’s a psycho (including your friends), and he wouldn't confirm that by being overly controlling. he played along.

still, he was having a hard time knowing you were out drunk and alone. the few hours since you left were spent impatiently tapping his foot and staring at business emails he couldn't focus on. his blood was boiling at the thought of some pogue trying to talk to you. your invitation for rescue was exactly what he needed. the only problem is that ward took the pickup this morning, going on some impromptu trip to the bahamas and leaving the truck at the airstrip for his return. his only option is to zip over there on his bike. and that’s what he does!

he tears through the side of the island, pushing the throttle as far as it'll go to the cut.

he pulls up to the boneyard in record time, kicking his bike to stand and unlatching his helmet before following the booming music to the beach. he wouldn't be caught dead here on his own accord, and this reminds him exactly why. drunk teenagers sprawl the entire beach, most congregating around a raging bonfire. it doesn't take him long to find you lingering toward the treeline, your friends nowhere to be seen. he flips his keyring around his finger as he approaches you, then stuffs his hands in his pockets. you meet him with a sour look at first, glassy eyes squinted as you try to recognize who it could be, but you melt once you realize it's him.

"rafey!" you exclaim, shuffling through the sand with a dopey drugged-up smile. he meets you halfway, bringing an arm around your shoulders to pull you in. you happily attach yourself to his side, using his torso to stay upright. "missed you so much.”

"you good? the fuck did you take?" he chuckles, looking down and taking note of how low the neckline of your tank top is.

“jus’ some drinks, nothing good.”

“yeah—yeah, good.”

you slip your hand into his, and he wastes no time starting to drag you off the beach. you dont protest, your brain going blank now that he’s here. he pulls you up to the road, and the second your eyes land on the familiar red coloring of his bike, you’re ecstatic.

“you brought it!” you shout, covering your mouth after with a giggle.

“alright, yeah—relax.” he tries to bite back a smile, not wanting to be so obvious about going against his own word. he grabs his helmet from where it’s hanging on the handlebar, unclipping the chin strap and approaching you again. “c’mere, you’re gonna need this.”

you inch closer obediently, looking up at him with doe eyes as he secures the black helmet over your head, pulling on it to make sure it’s secure and tightening the strap. you feel like you’re dreaming, afraid to say anything and somehow change his mind about the whole situation. he knocks on the helmet, his gold ring clinking on the plastic and rattling your head. “feel good? you ready?”

all you can do is nod, the helmet’s weight helping. “m’ready.”

next thing you know, you’re out on the open road. the cut is so beautiful at night, it’s further away from the mainland so it’s easier to see the stars. you’re pressed into rafe’s back, the cheek of the helmet resting between his shoulder blades as you admire them. your arms are around his middle, hands clasped together tight like he told you to. without thinking you let your hands fall to his lap, and when the wind wrinkles the fabric, you slip your chilled hands underneath. lost in your own little world, you can’t help but feel him up a little bit, his abs warm under your gentle touch.

he doesn’t say a thing, only slowing to a stop at a red light. without warning, he curls his fingers under the chin of the helmet, tugging roughly so your chest smacks into his back. your neck pulls over his shoulder, and satisfied giggle falls from your lips. he him pulls on it again. “what do you think you’re doin? huh?”

"nothing!” you whine, pulling your hands off his torso innocently. “s’just cold!”

“cold. sure.” he tugs again to cement his warning, the light turning green and saving you from any further interrogation. for now. “think i can help you out with that back at the house, yeah?”

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[cheriladycl01]

Could you do fic for Peter 'Bono' Bonnington with wife reader? He's sad that Lewis crashed during the race and he felt that it was his fault. She assured him that it was not and comforted him. Maybe some surprises for him. I'll let you decide what it was. Just something fluff and cute. Tag me later!! Thanks! :))

Mercedes Madness - Peter Bonnington x Wife! Reader

Plot: Lewis doesn't have a great race, going from Pole Position to a DNF at his home race. A lot played part in the cause of the crash but your Peter Bonnington cant help but feel like it's his fault. But his wife will always be there for post-race comfort!

Credit to husbono for the GIF

It was a great weekend for Mercedes at Silverstone, they had Lewis in pole position and George next to him in P2 meaning they had the whole front line to themselves and would be able to defend from the Red Bull and McLaren that sat behind them in P3 and P4.

This was a race-weekend you were invited to every time as it was a big home race not just for the team having Lewis and George driving for them, but for you and Peter where it was also where you both grew up.

Having Lewis and George locking out the front row on the Saturday ahead of Sunday felt like a good omen for you.

However that is not how the race went down, both car's seemed to have cooling issues making it shaky and just generally harder to drive. The pit stops on top of that seemed to be slower than they had all season and communication on the pit wall at Mercedes had been awful, causing George to slip down into P6 and eventually caused Lewis and Carlos to get into a accident where Lewis wasn't able to turn his car wide enough to leave room for Carlos.

Commentator: Oh and look at that, contact between Sainz and Hamilton and he's off. The man who was set up to win it all is OUT! There's no way he can recover that car!" Commentator: Oh! Here's Bono on the radio. Bono Radio: Sorry Lewis, race over. Lewis Radio: Yeah sorry I couldn't bring it home. Bono Radio: We'll talk in debrief tonight, wasn't a good day!

Carlos was able to continue his drive, only needing to pit for a new front wing but Lewis had to retire the car.

Toto was unhappy of course, what could have turned out to be the best weekend for Mercedes since 2021 turned into a complete shit-show with how disconnected the team were.

After the race, and all the interviews and the debrief, you and Peter drove home in complete silence. You could tell he just needed some time to think, he liked doing that. Sometimes you would worry he'd send himself into a pit of bad thoughts but he always came back with a nod and a soft smile to let you know he was okay.

As you pulled into the drive way he walked straight to the bedroom, you quickly followed after him seeing him getting into some lounge wear before crawling into bed wrapping the covers around him, laying while looking up at the plain white ceiling.

"Baby, you know today wasn't just on you right? The whole team was a mess!" you offer, watching over his expression and the way he's breathing in and out slowly.

"I could have done things different..." he sighs looking over at you.

"Mmm, but so could the engineers... and Toto, and even Lewis. But we'll make a comeback in Spa, I know you feel as though your to blame and yes maybe you could have called out better strats but the race is done... George still got the team points. But if you keep your mind open on this race, it'll be the same in Spa!" you advise pulling him into a hug which he accepts slinking a soft hand around your waist.

"I don't know what i did to deserve you!" he sighs rolling over onto his side and kissing you softly.

"Let's get some sleep, tomorrow will be a better day" you say still holding onto him.

The next morning you quietly got out of your bed, making your side as quietly as possible so you didn't wake up your sleeping and clearly exhausted husband.

You went and got yourself ready in the family bathroom rather than the ensuite in your room, not wanting to wake Peter up. After getting ready for the day you ventured out for the morning errands you'd told yourself you'd do.

You wanted to surprise Peter with an entire relax and restoration day. You hit up your guy's local spa/gym asking for a few treatments you know Peter liked to get for later on in the day. You then went to the cinema and purchased two tickets to a film that Peter had been wanting to see but due to all the travelling he hadn't had the chance to.

You then went to his favorite bakery buying a large box of all of his best sweet treats he would enjoy after race weekends.

Finally you ended your trip at the shops buying a ingredients for a special dinner you'd cook him tonight and a few snacks that you guys would take into the cinema with you.

You come home, stepping into the door with all the shopping bags clutched in every way you could possibly hold them before chucking the car keys on the entryway table.

As you step into the kitchen your husband rushes up to you helping with the bags.

"Where have you been?" he asks looking over you, a small frown on his face.

"Just out!" you smile opening the fridge and checking the current food in there to see what was still in date.

"I woke up and you weren't here!" he admits with a groan and hugging you from behind.

"Mmmmm I've been planning for Peter Day!" you grin turning round.

"What is Peter Day?" he asks cocking his head to one side.

"Well, we'll start of with a run. Then we'll go to the Spa, and then the cinema and out for a light lunch. Then we'll come home and I've got the ingredients for your fav!" you smile, placing a kiss on his cheek before reaching into the tote bag that held some of the ingredients in and showing him before placing them in the fridge and cupboards.

"You did all that for me?" he asks.

"Well, it's been a tough weekend darling. You deserve some you time!" you smile, and he pulls you in for a hug putting his face in the crook of your neck. A relaxed sigh leaving him.

"Thank you really I love you so much. God what did i do to deserve you!" he smiles looking over you, kissing you one more time before helping you with the rest of the shopping.

"Okay, go get some running gear on! We'll go round the trail you like, even though it kills me!" you joke, knowing he preferred the uphill route because of the views rather than your nice job around the lake your house was next to.

"As much as I love your treats for today, promise me we can have a home day together tomorrow?" he asks looking over at you, and you nod because a home day was a rarity in the Bonnington household.

"Yeah, a home day sounds great love!"

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[shrimpalbuspotter]

What's the thing that stands out to you the most about albus and by extension his relationship with scorpius?

I'm gonna give 2 answers for this but they technically intermingle: One thing that stands out to me about Albus as a character, and one thing that stands out to me about his relationship with Scorpius.

Albus is a character who wears his emotions on his sleeve, even if he doesn't want to. This means we know alot about the motives behind his actions that run deeper than just "I want to save Cedric Diggory because my dad sucks." He's surly, self isolating, grumpy, and often seems rather anxious.

I think the thing that stands out the most to me is actually his relationships with others.

Albus has one friend, Scorpius. You can clearly see that Albus felt comfortable the moment he talked to him on the train, all awkward smiles and giggles. Then, when his cousin (who he grew up with), deemed he wasn't a good fit to be a friend and told Albus they were leaving, he outright denied her.

Cut to a while later, and Albus becomes a shut in. Its never explicitly shown but I take that when McGonagall called Albus "Isolated and surly" she was referencing to him refusing to make other friends. I don't doubt there were people who did try and befriend Albus despite him having a reputation, I just think Albus refused to give them the time of day. He had been laughed at and ridiculed by other students tons of times before, he learned to rely on gut feelings. If Albus doesn't immediately feel like he can trust you, he won't trust you, and it'll take a hell of a long time to change that due to his relentless stubborn. Plus his general opinion of the student body is already more terrible because he knows how everyone in Hogwarts feels about his bestfriend, who he deems more important than anyone else.

Cut yet again! Rose attempts to talk to Albus on the train to Hogwarts as they enter fourth year. Rose seems like she wants to make amends, trying to get Albus to talk to her and apologise, but Albus is still not having it. He sees through her, he knows his cousin. She'd never apologise herself, even if she knows she's wrong. Albus doesn't want to be pitied, and he also knows how rude Rose can be to Scorpius. So once again she's shut down.

Then we move on to him meeting Delphi, and there's something different. He seems slightly confused at first, but he relaxes as she talks. Albus sees this dorky, quirky lady, who talks about how people would make fun of her as a kid, and he automatically trusts her. It was definetly an odd feeling to have, because the only other person he'd felt that from was Scorpius, but Albus has an issue where he sets people he cares about on a pedestal and finds it almost impossible to imagine them doing any wrong, or expects them to always act a specific way. Delphi was in Albus' circle now, and he wanst planning to lose that.

But... then we notice something. Albus becomes slightly distant towards Scorpius whenever Delphi is around. He thinks he really likes her, and he knows she's practically a stranger but he swears there's this magnetic pull that just makes him want to be around her all the time. Scorpius is sort of jealous, but he's happy Albus has made a friend.

It's been pointed out before that majority of Delphis personality was took from Scorpius because she knew that would make Albus like her more. And it worked. She knows Albus find it difficult connecting with people he cant relate to, so she talked about her issues with expectations and not asking to be born into the family you were. (OK this is getting off topic let's go back on track).

In summary, how Albus finds it so incredibly difficult to connect with people then, when does, holds them so close to his heart, is what stands out most to me. Its crucial! Albus is not a person who trusts easily, but he takes great pride in those he can call his friend, even if it's few (cough ONE cough).

On that note... Answer 2. What stands out to me most about Scorpius and Albus's relationship? (Let's go the romantic route)

For me, its the way they are so different from every other ship. I don't think you can compare them to anything, because it won't be the same.

I see alot of people say its a parallel to Wolfstar but... it isn't. Alteast not how they'd be in canon. Because the Dynamics are completely different, and so are the characters personalities.

I think how unique their relationship is is what makes it so special. They were both misunderstood kids who realistically should've despised eachother just like their parents, but they didn't. They took comfort in eachothers presence and didn't care that everyone bullied them, because atleast they were together. Albus would end the world for Scorpius, and Scorpius would save the world for Albus. And it isn't even a Gryffindor/Slytherin relationship either! Which the fandom seems to like alot!

They are two bestfriends, from the same house, who would rather be with eachother than anyone else in the world. The closest thing to soulmates you're gonna get.

Anywhoooo that's my answerrr thank you for the ask anon I was in my feels beforehand and then I got to rant it all out on my favs

[swifty-fox]

Edging, please write john edging gale my prompt hero!

ohh man idk what list this is even from I'm not checking I'm just diving right in.

have some canon clegan (non kfak)

"Easy, Buck," John soothes, dragging a hand up Gale's sweaty thigh, feeling the invisible tickle of pale leg hair.

The only response is a gritty whine from the man below him, sheets tangled around his figure, bunching where he white knuckles the fabric. His blonde head is kicked back, expanding the long line of his throat for John's tongue to bathe the sweat away. Their dog tags clink together faintly, the only thing on their June-heated bodies. He grasps Gale's cock again in one slick fist and catches his foot before he can kick the meat of John's thigh in protest.

He presses a kiss to the gentle arch, laughing when Gale makes a face. Slips his hand down to the root of Gale's leaking flushed cock and back up to the head, tightening his fist as he goes. Watches Gale's hips flex in aborted thrusts. Chasing his pleasure but knowing it'll be denied. John hooks Gale's leg over his shoulder, slips his knees up under Gale's thighs and bends down to kiss along his chest as he jerks him in a lazy slow pace. Loose fisted, no more than a loose cage of fingers.

Gale cuts out a whimpering cry, drapes an arm over his face so John cant see the prick of tears he knows will be there.

"God damnit, John," he gasps.

"You're such a sweet-talker in bed, Cleven," John murmurs, sitting back to drip a fat string of saliva onto the upright slant of Gale's cock, works it down over his skin in rabid slick movements, "Makes a girl feel real special."

He can tell Gale's close by the tremble of his stomach muscles, the choked open-mouthed gasps falling from his throat. The way his chest and shoulders were rapidly turning pink. The way he was dry-sobbing, knowing the please he was chasing was going to be denied once again.

The sight of Gale Cleven falling apart in John's bed was a stunning one. It was something only he got to see. He tells him as much, hand working him over faster and faster, licking his way into Gale's slack mouth and tasting his teeth sloppy and hungry, uncaring of the way Gale barely has the mind to kiss him back. He doesn't need him to be an active participant, he just needs him to lie there and take it.

"Good boy, Gale. That's a good boy just let go," John croons in his ear.

As if lit inside by sudden energy, the permission given unexpectedly, Gale fucks his hips into John's first with wild eager abandon, low-pitched noises of pleasure falling from his lips and --

Cuts out a shout of rage as John lets go right before release, letting Gale's weeping cock fall back into the slick smear of precome on his belly. He writhes for a moment, shout turning to a betrayed sob, face scrunching up as he's denied for the fourth time.

"Fuck you," he hisses

John slips two fingers between his teeth and laughs when Gale bites him hard enough to bruise, spreads his fingers apart until Gale's jaw is hinged open and licks between them sloppy and uncoordinated.

"Maybe if you come for me next time."

He's not sure if he means it or not, really. He doesn't think Gale's quite broken yet

[milkovichrules]

sorry to come into your ask box but i just rewatched mickey’s coming out scene and i just… i get choked up every time. i love ian but i also feel like he pressured mickey into coming out. of course he had to set his own boundaries but he KNEW how badly mickey was treated when it came to his sexuality, it’s almost seemed cruel to give him that ultimatum in some way. but then mickey comes out and all he could do was look at ian and ask if he was happy!!!! like i cant even explain all the emotions noel was able to put into his voice in that moment, it literally break me just thinking about it! he knew what was coming and he still only wanted ian to be happy.. thats really just something. i dont even have words for it but i wanna let out the loudest scream about it

hello sweet thing!! you're always welcome here💕

tbh the coming out scene always reminds me of noel's fucking beautiful ig post about Ian's character but especially 'the truly remarkable thing about Ian's inner courage is that it's infectious. to put it simply, he's brave and an undeniable reminder to those around him; they can be brave too.'

I used to absolutely not be at all but I am definitely an Ian defender about this to a certain extent.

like do we enjoy ultimatums? fuck no. it's a shitty way to go about it. BUT I have to think about what's probably going through Ian's head, right? keeping in mind he's in/just coming down from what we can only assume is his first ever manic episode.

mickey came to find him, literally carried him home and protected him from creeps. gave him a place to stay and didn't just plonk him on the Gallagher's doorstep, actively chose him over his marriage. went to the Gallagher's when Svetlana kicked him out and asked him to come back, agreed to do whatever he wanted to get him to stay with him. slept next to his tiny bed on the floor.

mickey kissed him, full on made out with him in public!! that's so huge!! he accepted an invitation to a little gay party with ian's new friends. he slept in the same bed with him without fear in a house full of strangers!! he doesn't even know that mickey told that guy that they were together 😭

we all know mickey is an acts of service girlie but Ian is the kind of person that needs to hear it too. and when Ian DOES ask it's 'of course we are'. like it's a given. mickey doesn't need to have the conversation, but Ian does. and as far as mickey's concerned 'it's working out so far so good' to be a couple that hides.

there's a million reasons mickey might want to still keep them a bit of a secret (though its a pretty open secret at that point). sure I think some of it is to protect his reputation, to not have any sort of weakness, and to some extent I think he feels a lot of pressure in protecting the reputation of the Milkovich name, no matter how infamous it is. maybe because of how infamous it is.

but I also think it's because what he has with Ian is theirs. and its something in both of their lives that's genuinely really beautiful.

like not to bring up 3x666 but that's obviously the moment that the bubble really burst. he had built up this little secret life with Ian behind closed doors and he was opening up! he was falling in love! and once people (Terry) found out it was just ripped open completely. ruined. I think there's some element of mickey wanting them to be back at that place before it all went to shit. which of course, they never can be.

just like when Ian starts heading for the door in the alibi. he doesn't think mickey's going to do it. Ian's going to walk out and not see Mickey for a while and then in a few weeks it'll be 'just cuz I've got a wife and kid doesn't mean we can't still bang' like it was back then.

but now mickey knows what it's like to lose him and he doesn't ever want to do it again (which 🥲 but anyway)

the fact that when Ian tells mickey he's sick of living a lie mickey's immediate response is 'I'm not lying to you' somebody fucking sedate me

and of course Ian wants mickey to come out so that they can be together but 'you're not free' absolutely kills me because he just wants mickey to be okay with being himself openly. and 'what you and I have makes me free' and ian's FAAAACE but then Terry shows up and he has to watch mickey tear himself away and go straight back in the cage and it hurts. of course it hurts.

so Ian drinks a little and lets himself stew and shoves mickey toward the edge of the cliff.

mickey's voice when Ian tells him not to bother coming back and he says 'what the fuck are you talking about?' breaks my heart every time because they're fine, aren't they? they just have to get through this bad thing and then they can go back to their little bubble.

mickey's always in survival mode, just varying degrees of severity. you can see him, literally see it on his face, weighing the options.

what's gonna happen if he does nothing? he's going to watch Ian leave. again. he's going to get blackout drunk and go home with his wife and his son and his fucking dad and wake up like that every morning for however long he can stand it. he's going to be walking on the eggshells of his own broken heart.

what's gonna happen if he says something? he's going to be physically hurt. he's going to bleed. he's going to have to bite and scratch his way out of that bar unless he's arrested or knocked out first. there's hopefully enough people around to keep Terry from straight up killing him. and what else? Ian stays. Ian stays and they get to go home together. take care of each other. sickness, health, all that shit.

so he does it. he shouts and he bangs on that table and he says it and hes fucking brave!! because he might think he's fucked for life but he has one beautiful thing that's worth fighting for!!

oh my god and him asking 'you happy now?' I fucking knooowwwwww honestly it makes me a little bit? insane? there is SO much going on there.

fucking getting everyone's attention to announce he's fucking gay and 'I just thought everyone should know that' and then looking at the only other openly gay person in the room and going 'you happy now?' jEEEEEsus like?????????

the eyebrow raise as well like 'you know exactly what's gonna happen now' and of course it does.

but Ian absolutely no hesitation gets stuck right into the fight!! and he says 'I've wanted to do this forever' which, same babe. I too would take a chair to the back wrestlemania style to defend mickey milkovich.

all my blorbos shitty dads I would be in your walls but you're all dead so✌️

[lovesicksecret]

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏/𝟐 -- 𝐉𝐎𝐂𝐊!𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐱 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (2)

𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑺 𝑫𝑵𝑰 -- 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆⚠︎︎ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐕𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐌, 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄⚠︎︎ 𝐥𝐦𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢��𝐠 <𝟑

𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻

You've always been the weird kid. It started as you just being overly quiet, keeping to yourself and being reserved in style and personality. But as you know, middle school kids are mean, and though you think you have a winning personality, no one really stays around enough to notice it. And it's not like you're alone, I mean you have Shoko as your only friend, but still she had people outside of you. That, you couldn't blame her for, but that was practically it as far as anyone knew. 

But there was one thing no one understood about you. And that would be your long time friendship with the Gojo Satoru. Now if anyone were to actually ask you, you'd explain it was more by force on his side than willingness because, let's face it, he may be golden faced star football player Satoru but man was he annoying. 

At Least that's what you tell yourself on nights like these, game nights. When you know he's playing. He always asks you to come and you always reply the same way. ’We’ll see’ and of course because Satoru cant see behind the bleachers, he always bums himself out when he thinks you're not there. You are, you're..just hiding. I mean think about it, if anyone were to see you cheering for him, you’d be bullied beyond repair.

You'd always leave one hour before the game actually ended. Mainly to avoid the rush leave and the slight chance he might see you or your car. But, it's also because nights like these just happen to be the nights you feel the need to relieve yourself the most. Definitely not because of Satoru and his pretty face and good build and sweaty chest, no no no no. It's just a coincidence. 

Why hide it? Well you've been friends with Satoru since you could talk. He was the classic boy next door, window facing yours. Then you know, the old ‘forgot to close my blinds’ happens to him once in the junior year of highschool and of course that has to be your downfall. You'd always known he was good looking, I mean everyone knew. Football gave him build, and his stupid brain was practically a talking socialite on its own. 

But I mean come on, the window had to be adding muscle and slimming his waist, like a photoshopped version of the friend you’ve seen as a boy up until that moment.

So, you develop a bit of a crush on the school's golden boy. Did not help you had all your classes together. Or that your moms are friends. Or that he's consistently up your ass, whether it be before, during, and almost always after school. You had to hide it, though it wasn't that hard. I mean, it's been five years already and he doesn't know. You figure now that you're both juniors in college, the same college I might add, that it'll blow over. This is the year, you can feel it. 

So, like every other Friday night, you find yourself back at your dorm room, door locked for safety, and down go your pants. One hand slipping into your panties and circling your clit, you're already a little wet, assuming Satoru the other guys in their jerseys must have been a turn on. You bite your lip, eyes squeezing shut as you focus on the feel of your needy clit. After a little you slowly trail your finger down to your sopping hole and circle your needed entrance.

You throw your head to the side, finger now entering you as you keep circling your clit. Your eyes open, and land on your laundry pile, or more specifically Satoru’s shirt he must have left at your place a while ago. By now you can't stop the oh so dirty thoughts of him from coming, and by how you're needy pussy squeezes your finger you obviously don't want to. He's all you can think of as you play with yourself, rubbing your clit faster, adding another finger just to fill the ache of needing something bigger. 

You didn't know when but at some point you started moaning. Unabashed and loud, whining followed soon after as you worked yourself faster. You could feel it, you’re soaked and needy as you slip another finger in, thrusting three at a time. You're so close to cumming just a few more-.

Knock Knock Knock

It's aggressive and loud as a voice follows after. “(Name) open the dooooor”. It’s Gojo, he sounds slightly buzzed, probably from celebrating a win. You think about it but your hand doesn't stop, you're so close to cumming that stopping sounds crazy. More knocking followers after, bordering pounding now. “Come on baby let me innnn” He sing songs through the door as more knocking follows. Stupid pet name. There's blood rushing through your ears, the adrenaline getting to you, you’re definitely flushed red by now. 

The pounding of your heart louder than any of his knocking, squelching of your pussy getting louder as your fingers start to lose rhythm. There's a soft jingle of the doorknob before it clicks and unlocks. Your heart races as Satoru struts into your dorm bedroom, stupid smile on his face, a spare key in his hand as his eyes land on your form. Right as you go to stop yourself the coil in your tummy snaps and you cum. You throw your head back, brain mush as you whine out his name without thought. 

It takes you a few seconds to come down from your high, but once the fog clears you throw the blanket over your lower half, removing your fingers from yourself, eyes wide as you look up at Gojo. He's stunned. Standing there staring at where your fingers used to be. It's a while before anyone says anything as you die of embarrassment. 

“I knocked.” He huffs out as he finally makes eye contact. You pout, aghast about what just transpired. You pause. “I heard. And I didnt answer” Its awkward, the tension is thick. There is no way he’ll stay friends with you, god you moaned his name! What is wrong with you? Oh my god he's going to tell all his friends. Oh God-

“Are you hard right now?!”

He looks down and his eyes widen, looking back at you, a little panicked. “I just watched you cum! You moaned my name, of course I'm turned on!” You huff out and pinch the bridge of your nose. “Just- Just get out Satoru.” You close your eyes and wait to hear him leave. After hearing no noise you look back up to find him staring at you, Eyes big and glossy as he makes harsh eye contact. “Seriously?” It’s meant to sound stunned but instead just comes out whiny. You lower your voice and soften your tone as you speak. “Yes seriously, we..- we can talk later ok? But right now I just need you to leave. Please.” You can tell by the way he stares back, looking like he's one more second away from absolutely bawling that he is definitely tipsy. 

Surprisingly, he just nods solemnly and leaves, not a pause in his step. Once he shuts the door, separating him from you, you sigh. Deciding sitting in your own orgasm was not going to help you, you got up and undressed, throwing your clothes in the washer before jumping into the shower. One quick shower turned into an hour and a half long shower, trying to scrub away the sins of exposing yourself to your longest and, let's face it, best friend. Maybe you could pass it off. Yeah. Like he surprised you that's all, no dirty fantasies and five year long crushes. Nope, not you.

In all honesty, curling up under your blankets and dying sounded pretty good right now. However, school waits for no one and before you know it your weekend of ignoring all of Satoru’s calls and texts turns into Monday. Yippy. Now, you are no football player, but it's halfway through classes and you've managed to somehow dodge and weave Gojo like the plague. That has to account for some extra curricular grade right? I mean it’s practically impossible for someone to dodge Satoru. Your lucky streak runs low by class 4, Moral Ethics and Philosophy. Satoru usually bails on this class and asks you to tutor him, aka do his work, so you figured today wouldn't be any different. 

Stupid you. A fool really, to think a mezely class would stop  Satoru Gojo from getting what he wants, which sadly right now is to talk to you. It's twenty minutes into the lecture when he comes barging in, sweating a little, and searching the room till his eyes land on you. Obviously you being you, you try to shrink down into the seat, hoping your sweater would cover you like a turtle shell. No such luck. He spots you almost immediately, rushing over to the empty seat behind you. “Mr. Gojo, glad you could finally join us, though I don’t understand why you're so late.” The Professor whispers the last part, gesturing to a few empty seats for him to sit before continuing. 

“Sorry, thank you” He speaks in a rush before setting his sights back on you and taking the seat directly behind you. You try and face forward to pay attention and ignore his burning stare into the back of your head, but that's easier said than done. A few minutes later he starts whispering. “(name).” Your eye twitches, trying your best to ignore him. “Seriously (name), look at me” By now your eyes are clenched shut, hands twitching to cover your ears. You can’t face him. You wish you could but it’s too embarrassing, you’d have to explain yourself to him. He has other friends, he'll be alright. You slowly open your eyes again when the whispering stops. 

You let out a quiet sigh before you feel yourself get hit in the head. You jerk forward from the unexpectedness, before slowly turning around and looking down to see what hit you. Crumpled paper, in a ball, sitting on the floor. You roll your eyes and pick it up, opening it and reading it. 

ⵊꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ᴍᴇ ɪ’ʟʟ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʟᴀss ᴇɴᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴏʀᴍ ʀᴏᴏᴍ-

You stop reading, now angry more than anything. If this big idiot is gonna follow you around like a dog till you say something, then you'll say something. You grab the paper and your stuff before standing up and walk right out of the classroom. Your mind would have been blown by leaving a class mid lecture but right now you really couldn't care less. As you throw away his stupid note you hear him walking out of the lecture room and heading towards you. You take a deep breath in and whip around to face him. He keeps walking till he's up in your space enough to be stepping on your feet. 

“You haven't been answering my calls or- or texts, what is going on with you?” You're almost agape, you?! He's the one who walked in on you masturbating I mean, what does he expect for you to pretend like he didn't see your pussy full on? Like you didn't moan his name? Insane. But, you don't say that, you don't say anything. It's like your mind got word constipation for a second and all critical thinking stopped because the next words out of your mouth should never have been uttered in the history of the world. “You walked in on me masturbating to you.” You can’t believe it. There's no way you said that. That's it?! Not even a ‘You shouldn't have walked in on me’ or even ‘I changed my number’. Just that! 

He pauses, eyes going a little wider as he takes in your words. This can't be news can it? I mean he has to have known it was about him, you moaned his name for god sake. Oh my god maybe he doesn't even remember it, god and you could have pretended like it never even happened and now-

“So?” 

Now you're convinced you died. Because this has to be a sick form of punishment. There's no way this is happening and you said that and he just said ‘so’. There can’t be. Only in hell. “So? What do you mean so? It was weird and awkward and what I did was gross and wrong and we’re friends and you shouldn't have seen it and I shouldn't have done it.” Once the words start coming up you can’t stop. You can’t tell if you're angry or confused or embarrassed. Maybe all. Probably all. 

“So, you regret it? Because from where I was standing It looked like you came pretty hard.” You're flabbergasted. This is insane. “Regret you seeing it? Yes very much-” he cuts you off, “No. I mean regret thinking of me. Regret saying my name.” 

It takes an embarrassing amount of time for you to see he's serious and even longer to think of what you’re going to say. “Satoru, stuff like that will ruin our friendship, so I suggest that if we want to remain even talking to each other that we stop talking or even thinking about this.” You’re trying to dig yourself out of this hole you made. Trying so very very hard for him to just help you the rest of the way and stop this torture. 

“No.”

“No?!” You don’t mean to yell but it’s gotten to the point where you feel like vomiting. This is a lot of confrontation and every time he speaks you fear for the worst thing and every time he goes above and beyond of what you think is the worst. 

“No, I don't want to stop thinking of it. Of you, sprawled out,” He's backing you up now, into a corner, both mentally and physically. All you can get out is his name as you take step after step backward, hitting the wall a lot sooner than wished as he just keeps going. “Soaked, touching yourself, to the thought of me,” You say his name again, hands on his chest to create space that was never there in the first place. “Yeah, you said it just like that, a little more whiny though, like you needed me” You whisper his name now, noses touching as he looks into your soul, so close his breath warms your lips. “Do you still need me?” 

𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻

[khaleesiofthegreatdairystate]

you seem pretty cool, and I got hate for saying these things, but you don't seem hateful. You seem nice, so I just wanted to share my non hateful opinions/stuff I'm confused on and get your feedback

1. I am all for Daenerys taking back the iron throne, but I'm also a little confused cause Daenerys can't get have kids cause of the blood curse so Daenerys cant birth her heir/heirs so if she decides to have a heir/heirs who is she going to choose to be her heir/heirs but I kinda like the idea that if Daenerys gets the iron throne and after she dies, Drogon burns the throne (it took a dragons fire to make it and it'll take a dragons fire to melt it) and then westreos goes back to how it was before Aegon the Conqueror or the kingdoms vote who they want as a king/queen since they've been under one ruler for so long

2. I get why people don't talk bad about rhaeger but I also don't understand why no one talks bad about Rhaegar to Daenerys and tells her what Rhaegar did, cause him kidnapping lyanna is the reason why Robert decided to rebel in the first place with the help of some of the other kingdoms (who were tired of the targaryens which I honestly understand)

Well, I'm a highly pragmatic person who isn't quick to anger, especially from strangers online. You can ask me anything and I'll answer the best of my ability without being an ass about it.

Many fans have guessed that Daenerys is not actually barren or will not be barren for the whole series. You can do some googling to find people's opinions on all of that. Here's a reddit thread of people talking about it: https://www.reddit.com/r/asoiaf/comments/15dy6b5/is_daenerys_barren_spoilers_extended/?rdt=38014. There's also a lot of essays here on tumblr.

The fact that a monarchy is a really flawed system of government isn't a new idea. Just because someone was born into the job doesn't mean that they'll be any good at it. English history is full of horrible kings. Richard II was deposed for a reason, for example. No one studies Henry VIII because he was a good person who did wonderful things for his people. Especially because he had his armies slaughter a bunch of them. King John is the archetypal "bad" king. So yeah, monarchies suck.

I'm not sure each kingdom governing itself would be all that much better. I can understand why people would think it would but you still have a monarchy, leaving the smallfolk and lesser lords, for that matter, to be at the whims of a person who is stupid, cruel, or both. I think it would be great if Daenerys developed some version of parliament where people can be represented and also voice their concerns to the ruler and the Small Council in an official way.

Will that happen? Stay tuned.

A lot of people hate Rhaegar, actually. I mean, I do. How he treated Elia and their children is pretty unforgivable. I mean he just didn't fucking care or at least he acted that way. People who are fans of Daenerys are not Ride or Die to all the Targaryens. While Rhaegar's actions might be explainable, as in he did it for prophecy, that doesn't make them forgivable. Also Lyanna was not even 16 when he knocked her up and left her to be looked after no one but guards in Dorne. Stabler and Benson would have been all over that situation :).

You can ask any questions you want.

[panther-os]

Okay okay so here are questions for your bastard children au.

1. How does Ghost find out that Cam is a half brother? How did that conversation go? What did Cam react to realizing Simon Riley isn't dead and actually a scary mf in the 141? And how did Simon react to learning that his basterd father was more of a basterd than he thought?

2. Will the other siblings learn about Giles = Simon? Or is it a secret between Cam and Simon? I cant imagine it would be safe to tell all these people he barely knows. But also, they are family...

Probably more questions to come, but these are the main ones for now 💕💕

So there are several ways I'm playing with the reveal going! But basically it boils down to Cam is not ashamed of Simon, he is proudly open about who his older brother is and what he means to him. He doesn't go around announcing it, but when talking about why they wanted to join the military, he just very clearly goes "My older brother, Simon Riley, was in the service, and I want to be like him and make him proud of me. Yes, that Simon Riley, no, I don't think he's guilty. I never met him, but everyone said he was sweet, if grim, and he was very protective of his family, even and especially after he came back on leave. I don't believe he could've done it - killed the American? yes. killed his brother and mother and baby nephew? absolutely not."

Cam also talks to "Simon" out loud sometimes. Like a mission will go well, and he'll sigh and look up at the sky or into thin air and go "We did it, Simon. We made it through." (And Ghost will nearly break his own neck doing a double take if they were paired together for it.)

Cam is just glad Simon's alive and glad that he and all the other siblings were right and he was innocent. Though, he is a little sad he can't tell the others, especially Jambo. I forgot to say in the last ask, but Jambo is a computer nerd obsessed with proving Simon's innocence. He has maybe gotten in trouble for hacking government records (mostly because he's bad at it). Not even he thinks Simon's still alive, though.

Ghost is scared as fuck for Cam and the others. He's lost all his family before, he's almost certain it'll happen again. Cam gets in his face about it when the avoidance gets extreme though and is like "I chose this life, too. You only get to dictate the risks I take in my professional life, as my mentor and superior officer, not in my personal life as my brother. We are both adults." After that, things get smoother, and he agrees to be added to the groupchat with the best cyber security Laswell can set up on his end.

As far as learning about his half-siblings' existence... he's disappointed in his dad but not surprised. Or surprised that his dad is a disappointment. 🤷‍♀️

Keegan for sure finds out eventually, when the Ghosts and 141 finally team up. I think the others will start to suspect after a while, but they're not saying nothing. If Giles is Simon, they don't want to get him in trouble with the authorities, and if he's not, they don't want to upset him by treating him like someone he's not. So they all know but they're not talking and they don't Know. Not even Jambo. And this is 100% to keep them safe, Cam and Keegan and Simon all chose to enlist, the others did not. And Kitty is roughly the same age Joseph was when he died, which makes the feelings More Complicated for Simon. He got PTSD up the wazoo.

One thing that is related to it being family, though, is that Ghost's maternal grandmother - his Mamó Caoimhe (pronounced sort of like Mamaw Keeva), who he was super close to - is still alive. The Bastard Children in Manchester all take turns checking in on her and bringing her food and giving her company. They've never said they're her son-in-law's offspring, but she definitely suspects. But Ghost cut off all contact with her for the same safety reasons and supposed to be dead reasons after the massacre, and it gives him peace to know she has people looking after her. Specifically, being able to get regular updates on how she's doing without putting her in danger by showing up himself or straight up hiring a stalker - or begging Laswell - does his mental health a world of good.

I think that answered all your questions? 😅 Let me know if I missed any!

[tragedyofromance]

@woodswit thank you tagging me and yea this is abt me

1. are you named after anyone?

Yes I am, my mother names me after a famous Russian song writer Nikita bogoslovskiy ( not Russian lol so it was that was the reason why) but I like it as it mean victorious, or leader to victory

2. when was the last time you cried?

6 months ago, it's generally a pattern I do one big cry maybe a whole day or whole afternoon just silently im not really a sobber, unless im forced to talk about it then I guess its more obvious that im crying otherwise a watery esque eye my eyes doesn't get red, You really wouldn't have guess anything, which at times can be sucker since if it was a bit more obvious the ppl around me would ask even if i would have denied it. But that would have still felt nice. But since they usually cant tell and is being completely normal i just feel like i should go along with it, and then the next day its over i do try to cey again but i just cant, i always think i cried it out so theres nothing more and then when 6 months comes in the cycle continues. It's not necessarily healthy, but you know what, whatever,

3. do you have kids?

No, and thank God, right now I'm just not in the mental state or maturity level to look after, provide for another human,

In saying this I do want to have a child, 2 :D, but I want to be mentally capable, and have enough finance saved to create the village that my child would have, (baby sitters, night nurse, travel nanny, doula care, my afterbirth message therapy, postpartum in home care helping with cleaning or making meals) though I may not use these services I want money there so that if need it it'll be there in case of post partum depressiob, I work in childcare some parents and colleagues i work with do not have any help, or only grandparent help and that can also be taxing on the parents not necessarily financially. So it can be emotional struggle and which could lead to a strain in the emotional and physical relationship between the couples,, which I see can at times turn into into resentment when you think your partner is not doing enough, or not feeling supported. Which can lead to feeling too overwhelmed and not being able to enjoy being a parent ( like I don't understand why some ppl say have usually boomer grandparents say have back to back children and in the next 5 years it'll be easy and calm like what about during it, and also why do I want to struggle or look back and not have too fond memories like that never made sense 2 me

so yea before having a child I know I want money saved to cover all these for atleast the 8 months before even thinking of a having a child, I mean in my culture grandparents will look after and stay with with with mother for atleast 6 months to look after both child and mum but still for safety sake.

This was a really long statement lol

4. what sports do you play/have played?

Hockey, netball, tag rugby

5. do you use sarcasm?

Yup. It's the best

6. what's the first thing you notice about people? Whether or not they're performing or being genuine.

7. what’s your eye color? Brown

8. scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings get nightmares

9. any talents? Artistic creations, and cooking I'm very good :D

10. where were you born? Kuwait

11. what are your hobbies? Social media, sculpting with, creating art in many different ways, music i can literally drive for hours, just before reaching home i go the longest way possible, i also enjoy going for a walk when its windy for an hour or more, i want to do wood carving, and forging a knife, and learning to sow and create beautiful clothing

12. do you have any pets? Yep had two and one died

13. how tall are you? 5'3

14. favorite subject in school? History

15. dream job? Teacher for right now, im working on it now, and possibly a professer in the future

Tagging my mutuals i wanna know

@qinaliel @riahchan @trinuviel @tuesmonoxymore @inlovewithastark @tiny-little-bird @timeforwolvies @tubbylita @nutellaninja0001 @thelawyerthatwaspromised @fedonciadale @ben-barnes-is-my-husband @mediiciis @israfel00 @rissa-rey @yol101 @kitnjon

[uraharashouten]

No offense meant but I really think youre wrong about AI

AI in the context of art and writing HAS to take sources from other people. Online AI generators cant operate without stealing from other creators, and is being used to minimize the work actual artists and writers do. All tech is AN AI but a computer or website isnt going to steal your work, assimilate it and spit it back out for someone else without your knowledge, consent or input. AI in general has ethical issues when implemented into society. And honestly not all progress is good progress. The current AI tech is bad regardless of hows its used and is very different than just being a computer program, its only purpose is to mix up artistic input and spit it out for others benefit

The fact is, even if artists get a say, its tech that fundamentally tries to bypass the hard work and ACTUAL technical aspects of art to mimic it. Maybe it can move forward in the future but its not a good idea to say that the way its being used is the only problem. New tech isn’t automatically bad or good, how people use it does matter. Comparing the real world use of this tech to steal from artists to fictional characters who happen to be artificial creations isn’t ok. You can choose not to have negative consequences in a fictional world, but not in reality. And just because something works out okay in a story doesn't mean its a good idea. Artificial life is itself an entire ethical debate thats gone on for decades and cant be boiled down to good or bad.

It's always nice to know people are reading this blog. Thanks for your thoughtful input.

I was being a bit tongue-in-cheek with the reference to fictional characters, but how AI is applied to real-world creative enterprises is indeed a significant issue. One major problem has been around the data sets used to train various AI models, and those being used to generate 'art' are only one facet of the problem. Take, just for one example, AI used to sift resumes—if the training data favors a particular demographic bias, guess which ones get filtered out a priori? Ethical questions around use and application of AI abound. Use of artificial intelligence is a complex and nuanced issue.

The damage has been done with the most popular tools, such as ChatGPT and DALL-E, but it would be possible for artists and writers to consent to using their works to train AI tools, in which case, there'd be no stealing. (I personally would be intrigued to see what would happen if this blog were used to train an AI, so I'd consent to that.) But if we begin to rely broadly on the AI to generate art, where does that leave artists? Where does that leave innovation and originality? If everything is a mélange and regurgitated hodgepodge that looks good enough, where does that leave our expectations? Our aspirations? That doesn't sound like human flourishing to me.

Now, before we get all high and mighty about how original we are, let me point out that humans have always loved to copy one another. In a sense, all art is derivative; that's why we have archetypes and tropes. We influence one another, but we'll only ever be similar, not identical, and that's part of the beauty of creativity. I can write someone else's characters (thank you Kubo Tite) but I will never exactly replicate perfectly the way the creator did it. And that's a beautiful thing. Likewise, an artifical intelligence won't duplicate an original; it'll just take inspiration from it, in the same way a human would. But it might do that faster and cheaper, if not better. And that's part of the problem. But... we will need to grapple with all this as a society, because it's not going away.

Finally: the real reason for that post? If you've read this far, you deserve to know. I understand that the PSA that's been going around is an attempt to establish a new cultural norm for how artificially-generated content is regarded... by using fear of being replaced by AI to justify ostracizing anyone who uses any form of it, as determined subjectively. And frankly, anything that uses fear, uncertainty and doubt to create in-groups and out-groups in the RPC—or frankly, anywhere else— just rubs me the wrong way.

[trickstarbrave]

omg okay that's adorable. more thoughts on obsidian and his mom if you have any more to give?

yknow i dont think i have any more ansa bits but i have his bio mom's info and other things. warning of spoilers

>current working name is vuriiaaz, which means dawn, essence, mercy

>scales were a mix of white and red but tbh i should just bite the bullet and draw her in dragon form

>supported alduin's right to rule tho not rly his tyranny. he kinda lost his marbles a little after his wife was murdered, as you do when ur a god. her perspective was akatosh's ability to rule was compromised, so. if you cant be king it goes to your firstborn (alduin) and also alduin as really strong, and if you're strong then you're right to dragons. this was also before they hooked up so it wasn't bias or power seeking (though that might have played a part in it if she was LMAO)

>duty was supposed to be preventing and fixing time wounds and dragon breaks as akatosh foresaw those being an issue. was supposed to be in charge of all the ladies doing that as he quickly realized some organization might be good for that. uhhhhh then she died. bet akatosh was mad abt that come the huge ass first era dragon break huh

>yknow i havent considered yet what killed her. like ive covered she was purposefully murdered but uhhhhh im working on that. uncle shenanigans are more funny to me so thats what i have in my brain all the time

>had her most loyal priests take the eggs individually to hide them away, fearing if they were altogether they would be found and destroyed. was right and most of the dragon priests over time were hunted down with the eggs destroyed.

>one hid away in a tomb though attempting to hatch the egg for an heir to alduin's reign. didnt work since alduin was MIA from the elder scroll and vuriiaaz was kinda not alive and one of the parents has to be around to hatch it

>dragon eggs are surprisingly hard to destroy so i think they had to be like. destroyed via magic

>pre-hatching the dragons are in a weird form of soul stasis. if not actively incubated they just kinda remain temporarily frozen. then start back up again once they are. this means there can be wildly different incubation periods ranging from like, months to decades, usually around a couple of years as dragons have shit to do.

>obsidian doesnt know why he doesn't have siblings. kinda bummed abt it. but could you imagine ansa juggling multiple dragon babies that would be hilarious they would burn down riften if she left them alone too long

>baby dragons stay little for a relatively decent amount of time. when theyre like, teenagers they are still half the size of big dragons. then their power starts to really grow as they master their thuum and they hit a massive growth spurt and become Big (adult) dragons. sometimes they can be stuck in their awkward teenage phase for decades or even centuries in theory but they wont get big until they learn and mature. this makes it in theory convenient to carry them around but ansa is probably gonna learn that convenient for a dragon is prob going to quickly become not convenient for a mortal.

>until dragons become adults they aren't given the same rights as adults. still have to listen to their parents, and are their parent's responsibility. if someone's kid offends someone higher up, it'll be their parents paying for it. dragons are strict on hierarchy after all. this also means little ones and teenagers can't seriously challenge anyone, not even other little younglings, though you will see them practicing with their voice or sometimes bullying younger ones

>typically dragons wait until all their babies grow up before having another clutch, if they wanna. there are exceptions like if a clutch is very small, a lot of dragons have died recently, etc. it's just hard to juggle like 5 kids with more on the way. though its not uncommon to wait until the first clutch is like, teenagers to try for another round of babies.

oh wait i have an ansa fact:

>has no memories before the age of 5. she isn't bothered by this whatsoever and thinks this is totally normal, to the horror and confusion of everyone else.

[thoughtslikeocean]

September 30, 2024 7:51 AM

I just returned from a 2 week trip to Taiwan. It was amazing for so many different ways. Didn't come here to debrief that trip just yet though. I have other things on my mind, I need to process this morning.

I've been dating this guy pretty consistently for the last month. He's very kind, dates well, checks many of my boxes but something is super off with us physically and I cant quite figure out what it is. It hasn't necessarily worried me... meaning I haven't been giving too much energy into overthinking about it. But now, since we spent these last 24 hours together post my trip, i'm like no. Something is off. Normally, Id call Britt or Ash and hash it out with them but I'm going to try something different this time. I'm going to talk to him about it. He has had multiple conversations with me about how he's soooo affectionate and needs someone to be like that with him. That has not been evident when we hang out lol

My gut feeling is telling me that he wants to be and maybe doesn't know how. But thats not something I want to assume.

What is left up to me to decide is that something I'm willing to guide/teach or is that a requirement off jump for me. I was thinking about it a little bit this morning and I think that would depend on how he sees himself. If he truly considers himself to be affectionate and this is what it is for him, then it'll get annoying real quick being told what you're doing isn't enough. However if he says yeaaa I can be a little awkward but id life to work on that and receive your feedback then that could be a lot easier for me to work with.

He mentioned something at dinner last night that was slightly concerning. We were joking about something and he mentioned that he was "almost 40". I always tell him his rounding are very extreme lol but I asked "How do you feel about that? Are you ready to be 40?" He said no. He feels like he hasn't accomplished anything and isn't ready to say i'm 40 and hasn't "done anything".

So this had me thinking, are you really this hard on yourself? You truly believe that about yourself. You've spent 35 years on this planet and feel like you've done nothing? It made me sad for him. I'd like explore that more. I went a tad bit deeper at dinner and asked well what do you feel like you need to scratch off your list and he mentioned he's not married with kids. So maybe it's not as deep as i'm thinking about it. Maybe like most other men, they aspire to have a family to take care of. It's sort of their biggest accomplishment. They are simple in that way (in a good way).

Men are not women. The way they think is so different. What's important to them is so different. And maybe not the what but the how is vastly different. I'm having a hard time understanding how to navigate that. Sometimes I find that the advice i'm giving to a man comes from a place on how a woman would think about it. And it not always entirely helpful for them to look at it that way. And I often find myself sort of trying to feminize a man's way of thinking without realizing it. So I try to sit back, listen more, less talking, trying hard to understand, I often just don't lol

I like R. I do feel like he's showing so much effort and intention. I can't tell if he's holding back and doesn't understand what he's holding lol

Strange. I've never had to deal with this kind of issue before.

I'm used to navigating lying, playing etc. I've had years of practice with that so its become comfortable even though its not whats desired. Now that you're truly wanting something different fro your life, you have to practice having healthy conversations that help progress your relationship. You don't have any practice with it so its uncharted territory and feels uncomfortable. You can do hard things though :)

[corvid-ghost]

Ok so the main parts taking from it just the Ooo ✨️prophecy✨

So brief synopsis:

The war with the krag is never ending and now there's another thing to worry about. A kid. Someone you took in as your own, who is destined to destroy everything you love. But it'll all work out ok, won't it? It'll be fine. Everyone's going to be fine. (Spoiler alert: everyone was indeed not going to be fine

Plot Points (spoilers ig of you want to eventually read it or smth if I make it)

So Casey (original one) never ended up turing good, they were debating but the they fucked up and in some typerage or smth Leo (accidently) ended up killing her, but by this time she already had a small child (Casey Jr.) After all this he and splinter got into a huge argument and how this isn't how leo wa1qs raised and trained

That's Leo's last interaction with splinter

Eventually they do a breakout of people being help captive by the krang, except there's still foot soldiers allied with the Krang (krangified obviously)

Casey Jr. As a wee little lady was there, and the prophecy (kill the child or they're gonna kill everyone you love) about him. The prophecy was delivered to him through Mikey. Leo couldn't go through with it and takes him in as his own with hope of maybe it'll turn out ok, because he cant do it. Mikey is the only one who knows what happened here and what's to happen. This causes a drift between them

April is his right hand man btw just a fun little thing

In the order of them dying its Splinter, Usagi, Donnie, April, Raph, and Mikey, Leo as kinda left for dead.

Splinter died on a mission he wasn't supposed to be on but after the whole thing with Casey he said he couldn't trust Leo and went anyways.

Usagi (as in Miomoto Usagi not Yuichi Usagi) dies from a miscalculated mission, Mona (Mona Lisa) dies this mission too. They ran into one of the Krang and the plan fell through at one point people started dying, Usagi being one of them which allows more people to die cause yk husband died in front of you gonna be in shock

Donnie and April die from smth Idk they die from the same thing, besti goals ig

Casey inacts a duel between him and Leo when he finds out what happened, but not fully he just had a vision of Leo killing his mother in a rage and him as a child with his mother and even the small good parts he had at the foot clan and the Leo "destroying it" everything he saw and everything he did was manipulated to be that way from like God's and spirits and shit, he doesn't end up killing Leo, but Raph sees the fight and uh oh he ded :( Leo is near death, Mikey ends up showing Casey the truth of what happened and frees him from the thingy but not before stabbed uh oh, Mikey opens the portal to hope Casey will right everything he did, and the world in general cause bro kinda screwed over the whole rebellion cause of that

Splinter isn't a terrible father in this he's just a funky guy and Leo's memory thinks back on all the times he was disappointed in him

Leo "hallucinates" Splinter everything he makes a potential mistake or something that doesn't fit with Splinters beliefs and it's picking at all the pieces of Leo that uh oh

Casey Jr is very different Cause yk grows up fueled by rage, he was old enough to remember both his mother slightly and kinda what it was like in the foot. His anger was directed towards the Krang and whoever killed his mother, who ever that may be. I don't know exactly how to characterize Casey, but oh oh people are dead now :/ (he only like kills a couple people, the betrayal right before he goes back in time, the betrayal was more induced by the gods and shit or smth) when he goes back he starts learning about them and slowly starts being full of moe and more guilt and regret (already was there cause he didn't mean to do any of it)

Every once in awhile i remember the future rise tmnt au I made "based off of the EPIC musical"

[chasingfictions]

hi i feel like forever is about a lot of things and is also about the limits and constraints and shortcomings and yearnings of the nuclear family structure.....

- like the togetherness of the scoobies as this found family unit, the early scenes especially, everyone having family dinner together, helping with the funeral arrangements

- how that same scene has buffy and dawn reacting to the fact that their father hasn't even called... these two little girls abandoned by their only parent left, that they aren't orphans and yet they are

- how willow: "I'm stopping by my mom's first. Been doing that a lot." // xander: "Yeah. I thought maybe I'd stop by your mom's too. ... Well, I'm not going to my house. Those people are scary"

- how buffy ostensibly has all these people and all this help but she still has to step into this role as dawn's parent when she's just a child who lost her mother too, and she's not ready, and the other scoobies, and also giles, are willing to be there for her especially around the extraordinary time of the burial but the nuclear family as a structure still reigns supreme... how it's these two little girls in this big empty house

- how that's part of dawn not wanting to go back to the house after the burial. how before the burial there were all these people around and then it'll literally just be the two of them, and the quiet

- how this shot REALLY gets to me. that there is found family and there are chosen family structures and also there's not. and also there's just being alone. standing vigil at the graveside of your mother.

- how dawn this whole episode is seeking out family. how spike is seeking it too, how he's processing subconsciously his own loss of his mother through dawn. how the mourning of the nuclear family leads them to find each other in a new form of family

- how it's still not enough. how at the end of the day buffy is still 20 years old and has to become a parent and is all alone. how we don't even see what she does during the second day of the episode. she's just off to her own devices, alone

- how this. this whole thing. buffy devolves, becoming smaller and more childlike

- how buffy and dawn don't have anyone to take care of them. how dawn wants buffy to take care of her and buffy wants to be able to take care of dawn and she can't. how in the end they have to take care of each other. just two little girls, breaking down in each others arms.

- how literally :))) it didn't have to be this way :))) because if giles had his shit together he literally would have moved in :))))))) how he sits at that dining table and they all talk about how their literal father has abandoned them in the wake of their mother's death.... how the scoobies are found family but the scoobies also live in the same society we do, that says the nuclear family is still more real, more valid. how the scoobies can offer support but cant bring it past that.

- how ive always thought the giles listening to the record from band candy was oddly placed in the episode, that it should have been right after the funeral. but actually, i think it makes more sense. because we do get giles earlier in the episode, helping with dinner, with funeral arrangements, picking dawn up from willow's dorm, watching her at the magic box and giving her things to do. but the shot we end with? are left with? is him alone. and that in itself isn't bad, like, he needs time to grieve on his own terms. but it's the way structurally, that shot is placed in between other characters with people. dawn with spike. willow with tara. how it's this staccato scene that almost feels like a blip, that doesn't fit in the rhythms. how giles can't pull into the father role that he is literally, in my opinion, obliged to. because he has so much watchers council repression and reserve baked into him. so much pull-yourself-by-your-bootstraps baggage. how it terrifies him to truly admit he is embroiled in this group of people, because that would mean being a father, and he has never known the concept of fatherhood to truly represent something good .... so he pulls back.

- how the nuclear family becomes a trap and a haunting and an excuse and a holy grail aspiration and becomes two little girls sobbing, holding each other in the doorway of their big empty house, breaking down

[im-not-a-simp-i-swear]

I have an idea for a funny post: MC superglued a harmonica to the brother's mouth while their sleeping as a prank.

(This is not an original idea, I got this from Youtuber Ben Phillips. I hope this doesn't count as copyright! ☹️)

I dont think this would be considered copyright but if anything thanks for sharing the youtuber who came up with the idea :)

SUPERGLUEING HARMONICA TO THE BOIS

As the quality prankster you are, today you've decided to do a little something to your favorite demon bros for some funsies. You saw the idea on deviltube and thought it'd be fun to do it yourself.

💙LUCIFER

- good luck trying to even get near a sleeping lucifer. He is either awake or he will wake up when you enter his bedroom

- the most likely result of doing this prank to him is that he'll catch you in the act and it'll back fire TERRIBLY

- punishments can vary in any form depending on what his mood with you is however dont be surprised if he attempts to superglue the harmonica to YOUR mouth

- if you suceed though then you better pray to god himself that he doesnt figure out it was you cause he'll be pissed and everyone will be losing their minds in the HoL and RAD, you'll embarass him publicly to a whole new level and he will not be soft on you when he finds the genius behind the prank

💛MAMMON

- easiest one to prank since he is almost with you at all times, all you need to do is to have him sleeping near you to pull out your magmum opus of a prank

- once awaken he'll lose it, of course no one is taking the cursed noises seriously but still, he'll be angry

- he isnt the second strongest of the brothers for nothing pal, he'll show his anger and it wont be pretty either

- be sure to recieve revenge from him once the harmonica is ripped off of his lips, and no, it wont be nice at all

🧡LEVIATHAN

- betrayed, hurt, angy, how could you take advantage of his sleeping self like that MC?

- if he barely left his room before than be sure he wont leave it now, not until he figures out how to get it off of him

- the only annoying part of pranking him in this case would be to wait for him to fall asleep cause gamer man over here sleeps very late, and i mean VERY LATE

- his revenge should be arriving short after yours so stay tuned until then

💚SATAN

- another complicated individual to prank.

- unless you have a death wish then dont even bother to do such a thing to him. Lucifer has s o m e mercy with you because idk, but the avatar of wrath is the avatar of wrath for a reason.

- he either already knows how to undo the superglue by all of the books he has read or he will rip it off of him out of pure rage

- run.

💖ASMODEUS

- *plays that one tiktok audio* congratulations you just won the prize of ✨🧓who's going to the retirement home🧓✨

- ok but seriously how could you? How dare you ruin his beauty sleep and how dare you ruin his gorgeous demon lips? He is p i s s e d

- will cry and will resort to the softest way posible to remove it from his lips, like come on, do you expect him to ruin his face because you thought you were being funny?

- nice try MC but this boi is definetely taking revenge

❤BEELZEBUB

- first thing's first you need him to not be dreaming about food. Second thing's second you need belphie to not be around to stop you

- once you've sticked the instrument to his mouth you'll be able to unlock a very sad beel you monster

- how will he eat now?his mouth cant open. He is hungry MC!! You have doomed the entire devildom!!

- please help him get it off and make sure to have a sorry snack plan with you cause he is hungy and sad

💜BELPHEGOR

- would beat Mammon on being the easiest to prank, he sleeps so much you just gotta be stealthy about it

- at first he'd feel the murderous tendencies rise when he realizes what has happened to him. Then he'd give up and adapt to his new lifestyle. Yep, you arent getting a satisfying reaction of of him

- once you grow tired of the lack of reaction from him you'll have to remove the harmonica yourself cause he is too tired to do so.

- also keep an eye open for a somehow worse revenge prank from him