#trying to be clever with tags lol

[bombdotcomshop]

Prepping for an extra special collection release soon 👀 Keen minds may be able to guess this

[highlandkall]

thought of a fun filmmaking/animation challenge!

start by making a one second film. not one minute, I mean one singular second of footage. then add another second for each new film untill you've reached two minutes.

by the end you'd have 120 short films where quite literally no time can go to waste.

this could be good motivation for animation where every second can take hours of work to produce but also lowers the barrier to entry for other filmmaking so far it'd be ridiculous to not try.

Like anyone can film for one second what could you do that little bit of time?

[codgod]

was looking at the wiki page for fusions and it mentioned that fusions generally occur when two gems have synchronised goals/thoughts and well. what better way to fuse for the first time than while trying to save your weird little rock child from shattering

they don’t even realise they’re fused until after they’re sure juanaflippa is safe and then they just immediately fall apart lol

[captain-jimmy]

Ihate itwhen curly smiles. I hate it wgen he speaks. I hate itxwhen he laughsm I hate it when he looks at me. I hatebthe way he says my name. Heslike if Baker-Miller pink was aperson. It pissesme offwhen hexalms me down

[lizardkingeliot]

Who wants to come help me feed the Instagram Algorithm Beast? I'm still on my journey to get lots more eyes on my Etsy shop and I'm very new to the whole making reels on the 'gram thing lol. Views, likes, comments, shares all help a lot! And of course feel free to follow me over there if you want to continue on this journey with me. And obvssss all support of my shop is extra extra appreciated!

ANYWAY the link to the above reel is here. 💖

[shannonallaround]

i would love to see your interpretation of what Oswald would look like in Kingdom Hearts!!!

Ok this is a fun ask :D

So I actually designed a KH Oswald WAY back in 2014 during my deviantart days. Here's a redraw just for you (with a redesigned keyblade!) and the original below!

2023:

2014:

[acourtofquestions]

Dont be angry, Finnula said. Be smart.

[spirit-praise-and-beauty]

hi hi hi I just wanna tell you I LOVE your url <3 spirit praise and beauty is truly the sickest song of the entire ndrv3 soundtrack, in my humble opinion, so I simply had to invade your ask box to say hello 💕

HI OH MY GOODNESS I'm so sorry I didn't see this sooner! (I'm usually on mobile, and mobile likes to devour asks.) Always glad to meet someone with excellent taste.

Admittedly, it's mostly because I wanted a kinnie URL, but all the ones I could think of were taken. I lucked out with this one, it IS the best song, and I'd argue the best out of all the games.

Always feel free to invade the ask box, I love hearing from people! It means a lot that you took time out of your day to say something. Thank you!! <3

[ittybittypearlygirly]

made this for /abbeyofcyn a while back right after they posted about their oc to potentially go to the comp and sent it to them but they never posted it so i'm posting it now lol

[killerpancakeburger]

Soap giving you a massage...

TAGS: Soap x GN! Reader, Fluff, a bit suggestive, Civilian! Reader, Anxious! Reader, mention of chronic pain.

WORD COUNT: 750

A/N: Trying out a new format! But with a bit of a story in the middle lol.

Soap who notice you tend to roll your shoulders, stretch your neck, and pinch the muscles there at the end of the workday. You explain that, being an anxious kind of person and working at a desk, you end up with neck, shoulders and back pains on a daily basis, despite correcting your position and stretching regularly. Massages are the best remedy but they don't exactly come cheap, and trying to do them to yourself just isn’t the same.

Soap who look up massage videos and ask some tips to the military physiotherapists provided by the army.

Soap who tries to practice on his teammates of the Task Force. Price being the most sore out of them, he agrees quickly. Gaz does too after some begging. Ghost resists until he learns it's for your own benefit, only then he relents.

Soap who show up five minutes before the end of your shift to be sure to catch you, taking in your grimace of pain as you stretch out. 

Soap who enters your office casually and asks how your day's been going with a bright grin, hardly containing his enthusiasm at the idea of surprising you with his “gift”.

Soap who take advantage of the fact that after greeting him, your eyes return to your computer screen while you're turning it off, and easily sneak behind you.

“Ya sore?”

“Same as usual,” you shrug.

“How ‘bout this?” he questions, putting his hands on your shoulders and pressing his thumbs in your trapezius muscles in a circling motion.

You tense at first. The contact is not unwelcome per se, but it is unexpected, so you can’t help but stiffen.

“Johnny, what are you doing?”

“Helping,” he pouts. “Does it not feel good?”

You stay silent, focusing on the contact.

His hands are deliciously warm; his fingers are gentle, yet firm enough to really be felt. His touch is stronger than yours, but it's a good thing. Pulling, pushing, pressing, kneading skin and muscles.

Common sense would dictate you put an end to this compromising situation right now, but the treatment feels too good to stop. 

Concentrating on the dance of his fingers and the relief they bring to your aching muscles makes it hard not to give in; to close your eyes and forget about what isn’t his hands on your skin.

You come back to reality when he calls out your name. You hum in response.

He chuckles at your reaction.

A carefree, warm kind of sound, distinctively Soap in nature, that you were always fond of; but when echoed so close to your ear, it sends a shiver of pleasure down your spine, a twist in your stomach, a throbbing between your legs.

“Take it ye like it then?”

His tone is pleased, playful.

Your face bursts into flames as you realize his proximity; eager fingers digging into your skin, clever mouth a breath away from your ear, his sultry voice caressing you everywhere at once, baryton smooth like silk. It is a small mercy that he's standing behind your back, sparing you from his piercing blue eyes; a mercy that he can’t see how flustered he made you.

“Gimme some reviews. Don't hold back, Ah can take it.”

You bite your lower lip at that sentence, I can take it, holding back from asking what else he can take from you, as a taunt.

“It's great. You’re doing great,” you reply flatly, trying to sound unaffected. 

“That's it? I know ye have a better way with words.”

Teasing and feigned sulkiness interlace in his comment.

Soap who cheekly mentions that he purchased a massage oil, but if you prefer to keep your clothes on, it's fine.

Soap who respects your boundaries, kneading the sore spot in your lower back without going one centimeter lower.

Soap who hardly contains his comments but enjoys silently how malleable you are in his hands, how your eyes are closed under his ministrations like a cat, the way you hum in pleasure every now and then.

Soap who suggests you take a nap in his bed before heading home after seeing how blissed out and groggy you are after he's done with you.

Soap who's been pining after you for a while and, after all the touching, all the noises you made, and the kiss on the cheek you gave him as thank you when he wasn’t awaiting it, needs to excuse himself to the bathroom to take care of the problem in his pants.

[floralcyanide]

⊱ 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝐺𝑜𝑙𝑑 ― 𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑢𝑠 𝑆𝑛𝑜𝑤 ⊰

[ ᴀ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ]

1960s ᴜs ᴘʀᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴄᴀɴᴅɪᴅᴀᴛᴇ!ᴄᴏʀɪᴏʟᴀɴᴜs sɴᴏᴡ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑢𝑒.

౨ৎ 18+ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀs ᴏɴʟʏ !

⊹ summary: You are studying the one and only US President John F. Kennedy for your dual-title doctorate at Harvard University in 1963. Upon growing closer to the president, you happen to meet one of his Harvard friends, Coriolanus Snow, who is campaigning for the 1964 Election. You're both brought closer as time passes, and your life changes forever. As the 1964 Election continues and political tensions escalate, you come together. With the help of you, the Kennedys, and his charming wit and cleverness, Coriolanus Snow ends up with all he's ever wanted. However, the ever-growing Women's Revolution puts everything and everyone at risk. What Coriolanus doesn't know is that politics is all a game-

But there are worse games to play.

⊹ pairing: young!coriolanus snow / fem!reader ⊹ warnings: none. ⊹ word count: 269 (not including quote.) ⊹ author’s note: eeeee here's the prologue! I'm so excited to share this idea with you all. it was just a random fic idea I had and I didn't think it would snowball in my imagination the way it did, yet here we are lol. please be sure to check out the soundtrack and if you want to be tagged with every chapter, please fill out the form. I have both the soundtrack and taglist form below for you to click. much love!! ♡

౨ৎ divider credit: @cafekitsune

౨ৎ sᴇʀɪᴇs ᴛᴀɢʟɪsᴛ | sᴇʀɪᴇs sᴏᴜɴᴅᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ | sᴇʀɪᴇs ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

౨ৎ this fic has been cross posted to ao3.

ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

❝And I remember when I met him, it was so clear that he was the only one for me. We both knew it, right away. And as the years went on, things got more difficult – we were faced with more challenges. I begged him to stay. Try to remember what we had at the beginning. He was charismatic, magnetic, electric, and everybody knew it. When he walked in, every woman's head turned, everyone stood up to talk to him. He was like this hybrid, this mix of a man who couldn't contain himself. I always got the sense that he became torn between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him. And in that way, I understood him, and I loved him. I loved him, I loved him, I loved him. And I still love him. I love him.❞ — Lana Del Rey, Spoken Monologue, National Anthem

“Go on, sweetheart,” Coriolanus mumbles, his lips tickling the shell of your ear, “Wave to the people. They love it, they love you.”

You stare at Coriolanus for a moment in absolute awe as he basks in the glow of attention from the crowd. At this moment, he’s electric and powerful. You couldn’t be more proud of him for it. The two of you are in a brightly colored motorcade, slowly cruising through downtown Boston in celebration. Your husband effortlessly smiles in glory, his eyes twinkling in unbridled emotion- a rare sight to see from him. Coriolanus has his moments, but not like this. His blue eyes are usually cold, distant, and emotionless unless looking directly at you. Despite the lack of obvious light, you can still see it. It’s one thing Coriolanus admires about you; that you can see past his demeanor. The last time you remember him looking so full of pride, though, was the day you married one another.

It’s hard to wrap your head around the fact that he succeeded at this- and you succeeded at this, too. Perhaps even harder to grasp that millions of people around the world now know your name and care about what you have to say. As Coriolanus said himself, the people love you. Sure, having the people on your side just as they are his matters to you. But at the end of the day, the only thing that matters for certain is if he truly loves you like he loves power. Sometimes you aren’t so sure. Sometimes, he looks at you, and you can’t see a thing.

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[blueathn]

Obligatory coffee shop au art

Close-ups and ramblings under the cut because I spent waaay too long on this

Welcome to my brain soup.

Disclaimer, I didn’t really plan this piece and just kept adding concepts as I went, so it’s kind of all over the place. It’s more a big patchwork of dumb ideas I got excited over, rather than a well thought-out drawing, but I like it as it is! It feels like my brain did when I was reading htn :]

1. The whole concept behind this is just "Vintage coffee ad but make it the griddlehark coffee shop au". I was aiming for cheerful but also not quite right, in a very stock photo kind of way if that makes sense. Gideon is smiling but she is not a willing participant in this. Also that coffee is cold.

I - very predictably - took inspiration from Leyendecker’s work, since his ads and posters are the first that come to my mind when I think "vintage ad", and also because I do feel like his painting technique is close to how I naturally paint. This is not meant to be a study of his style tho, I didn’t try to break it down on more than a very superficial level.

2. 3. Nothing special to say, just Gideon’s arms (her perfect biceps are hidden from view lest they cause a riot in the cafeteria). Also arm hair. I feel like it’s becoming a recurring feature in my art lol

4. I debated whether or not to add a foam skull on the coffee then ultimately decided against it. That’s one skull too many, and honestly Gideon neither has the skill nor the patience to attempt one. Let’s be real, if they let her have access to the pitcher she’d make tits. So here is your tits-free coffee, courtesy of the Cohort photoshop editors.

5. Isaac, sporting the Fourth’s blue not only in dress but also in his questionnable choice of eye makeup. They have matching haircut only so Jeanne can showcase how much better it looks on her.

6. This is where I finally have something clever-ish to say. Thoughts ! I have them ! Sometimes. So. Harrow. You can’t see it but she has a nose piercing as well - this is relevant to spreading my agenda that Harrow is full of bone (piercings, that is). Sue me, I forgot that they let her keep her face paint in this scene. Onto the actual thought process.

This is where Abigail interrupts the scene, before Harrow can catch a glimpse of barista!Gideon. Her interruption is shown by the unfinished look of this panel : the sketch lines peeking through (in a reddish hue, to mimic sanguine, the red chalk that artists used to draw sketches and studies - and also because the contrast of the colors makes it pop better against her skin) + the rendering is messier from the neck and down.

Abigail is blocking half of Harrow from view - I wanted to have her hide Harrow’s eyes and thus line of sight entirely, but I feared Harrow wouldn’t be as recognizable with more than half her face hidden, frowny eyebrows and all.

Abigail herself is meant to look out of place here, without taking too much attention away from Gideon. I drew her in a much simpler style, using a more monochromatic palette and cell shading, to contrast against the rest of the gang, where I used a lot more color variation and a more detailed & textured painting style.

That’s about all I have on this, if you got this far thank you! Your support is much appreciated. If you liked this drawing I’d be overjoyed if you reblogged it and left your thoughts in the tags/notes! I’m always happy when I read them, even just a "#nice" makes my day.

[arjudy224]

Batfam as my Favorite Greek Myths

Part 1?

Jason: Icarus

Arrogant. Cocky. Hot tempered. Icarus was too eager. Too young. Many blame the poor boy for his foolish actions, yet never consider how irresponsible it was for Daedalus to put him in this situation. A prodigal son turned a cautionary tale when he was just a boy.

Damien: Hercules

Cursed by a Mother. Transformed into a weapon as a boy. Hercules spent the rest of his life trying to gain forgiveness for his past mistakes.

Alfred: Chiron

Trainer of Heroes. When you love those who's job is to look after others, who looks out for them?

Bruce: Sisyphus

Sisyphus was cursed to relive the same burden every day due to his hubris in believing that his cleverness surpassed Zeus Himself. He ruled his kingdom with an Iron fist. Considering how Gotham's Rogues were inspired by Batman... Bruce may be pushing this rock up a hill for a long time.

(Exclaimer: None of the art is mine. I found it on Pinterest lol. I couldn't find the artists, so please tag credit in the comments if you recognize the artist. )

If you like the ideas, I could always do a one shot ;)

[hisui-dreamer]

Eyy so can I request for fem!reader headcanons that she has a familiar that is actually the Stitch himself? With first years' reaction (Lol imagine Stitch literately gonna throw hands with Ace during their first meeting and still hold grudges-)

cute and fluffy!

Characters: First Years (Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel, Ortho, Sebek, Grim)

Synopsis: how the first years get along with your cute and fluffy dog familiar

Tags: mostly platonic but can be romantic (except ortho), stitch!, fluff, crack

Word count: 1.4k+

Notes: definitely should have wrote this back in the summer, buuut now we all get to think of nostalgic summer vibes hehe

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bond: 5/10

you can't tell me these two don't argue(?) every moment they have

usually it's ace trying to play a prank on him, get revenge on him

but stitch is way too clever, and always manages to shift all the blame onto ace

ace can try all his might to convince us, but his acting skills are way too flashy to be realistic

just look at those big innocent eyes! how could you accuse him like that, ace!

all the while stitch is just on your shoulder, smirking at ace

though there are times when these two team up, particularly when they're trying to prank other people

riddle and deuce get pranked... a lot

usually it's stitch either playing cute, or messing around to create a distraction for ace

they're a powerful team these two T_T

"Hey prefect! Have a little faith in me, okay?!" Ace says, his eyes wide in disbelief. "It really wasn't me, it was Stitch!" he points towards Stitch, sitting comfortably on your shoulder. You shift your gaze to Stitch, and he tilts his head innocently.

Raising an eyebrow, you look back at Ace.

"Argh! You're getting tricked by him again!"

"Haka taba, ika patootie!" your familiar exclaims.

(How embarrassing, stupid head!)

bond: 7/10

these two get along pretty well!

stitch really admires deuce for trying his best, even if his efforts aren't always visible

it reminds him of himself, so he's always enthusaistic about helping deuce when he struggles!

though... deuce is pretty much fooled by stitch's cuteness most of the time, so he still gets pranked by stitch

only deuce usually doesn't realise stitch was the culprit, and even if he does, he just ends up laughing good-heartedly

they're like the sweet elder brother and the genius little brother omg

"Hm? Oh, hi Stitch," Deuce acknowledges quietly, his gaze fixed on the textbook, unfazed by Stitch's arrival on the adjacent seat. Stitch makes a questioning sound, and only then does Deuce turn to face him.

"Oh, I'm trying to figure this question here," he points to the page. "I just can't get my head around it... How did they get that answer...."

Stitch peers at the page for a moment, then reaches for Deuce's pen, swiftly scribbling away at a scrap piece of paper. Once he's done, he holds it up for Deuce to see.

"Wha-? Wait.. you solved it??" Deuce mumbles. His eyes scan over the page as a sudden realization dawning in his eyes. "So that's how you do it...! Thanks Stitch!" he says as he pulls Stitch in for a hug.

bond: 6/10

omg best workout buddies!!

yeah, he isn't really affected by stitch's cuteness

but his strength??? absolutely

these two love having competitions to see who can lift more weight

im sorry jack, it's stitch, you can't beat my six-armed alien dog familiar

but if anything, this just motivates jack to work on his muscles even more

positive loop i guess??

and stitch joins him sometimes! but he gets frustrated at the equipment easily

so make sure you stop him before he starts throwing things around

his dream is to see stitch and leona having an arm wrestle but we all know that's not happening soon T_T

sibling rivalry vibes fr

"Alright, you want me to move that bookshelf over there right? Where exactly do you-"

Before Jack can even finish his sentence, the bookshelf quickly moves to the other side of the room in a blur of blue, exactly where you wanted it.

"Pitcha! Stitch! Strong! Ahahahaha!" Stitch cackles, rolling on the floor with laughter.

(Done!)

You feel Jack tense up beside you. "Grrrr... Are you tryin' to show off??" he growls. He turned to you, determination evident in his eyes, "Prefect! What else would you like to move? Leave it to me!"

bond: 8/10

epel has a lot to learn from stitch!

anyone with a keen eye can tell stitch is really good at fooling other people with his cute appearance

and many times, he can use it to his advantage! mostly from you, lilia, and floyd who cannot resist the cute and fluffy

the poison apple is always observing stitch to see how he can use his features as his weapon

and stitch very glady teaches epel in alien talk but we've got body language, because epel always brings delicious apple snacks for him!

so you always find epel listening attentively while stitch does some dramatic recreation of a scenario

Perched on a cushion, Stitch begins to act out a scene, the crumbs of apple pie still lingering on his face.

"Uhh... some bad guy caught you in his arms?"

Stitch vigorously nods, then switches to a puppy dog face and executes a jump-kick in the air.

"You acted cute... and then you managed to kick him?"

Stitch nods again, transitioning between a sweet, innocent expression and a fierce, growling one.

"Ahhh... So you shifted between being cute to catch them off guard..." Epel hums thoughtfully. "That's really smart Stitch!"

Proud, Stitch beams, "Stitch! El kiyotay!"

(Good idea!)

bond: 7/10

in the same vein that ortho is a sweet kid who has a mischevious side, he gets along really well with stitch!

he loves how affectionate stitch can be with hugs, and also finds it funny how he can lose his temper very easily

he's also fascinated with the alien stuff, after all, stitch's existence proves there are extraterrestrial beings! he loves expanding on his database

the two of them also love building tiny gadgets out of whatever scraps they find, it's like a competition to see who can come up with a more useful gadget

not to mention, his big bro is dying to meet stitch! a cute alien dog who loves climbing onto other people's shoulders? sign him up!

but his social energy can't... so it's up to ortho to get more interactions with stitch!

"You're so cool Stitch!" Ortho laughs as he takes in the sandcastel Stitch built in seconds. "Idia would be so impressed..."

Stitch makes a inquisitive sound, prompting Ortho to explain, "Oh, Idia is my big brother! He'd absolutely be amazed by you, but he's too shy to make new friends," Ortho pouts.

Stitch tilts his head and asks, "Ohana?"

"Ohana?" Ortho repeats. "You've said that before... it means family right? Yeah, Idia is my Ohana."

"Goobaja! Meet! Ohana!" he exclaims.

(Let's go!)

"You want to meet my big bro?" Ortho asks. Seeing Stitch's enthusiasm, Ortho laughs again, "Hmm... alright then, let's go see him now!"

bond: 2/10

oh boy... these two should not be in the same room together

it all started when sebek was looking for malleus during one of malleus' late night ramshackle visits

and though malleus was endeared by how unstartled stitch was to just casually climb onto his shoulder, sebek certainly was not

"HOW DARE THE CREATURE CLIMB ONTO MY LIEGE'S SHOULDER!!!"

of course, first impressions really do matter, so whenever the two of them see each other...

they hiss at each other. both of them.

though sebek will behave if lilia or malleus are present, but the silence vanquishes almost immediately when they're gone

he will be impressed by stitch's physical strength and speed, just in a more condescending way as compared to jack

"Sebek. isn't it amazing how strong Stitch is? He lifted so many logs at once!" Lilia exclaims admiringly, while Stitch grins smugly.

"Yes., Lilia... It certainly is impressive..." Sebek mumbles, shifting his gaze to a glare directed at Stitch. "...for a creature of such moderate stature,"

Stitch, in turn, growls ferociously back at Sebek. "Meega, nala kweesta!"

"Oh dear..." Lilia sighs. "Young people these days are always so eager to get into fights,"

bond: 4/10

what do you mean his henchman has a familiar?! you're his henchman!!

ahem ahem jealousy

will argue about everything with stitch, and he could be completely wrong but still argues confidently

honestly, stitch finds grim amusing

it's kinda like a 'i don't need to prove myself to you' smug grin

fights about food! always.

stitch your favourite food isn't even tuna, stop bullying grim T_T

but stitch is still a sweetheart sometimes, and will be nice/help grim whenever he can

"Hench-man!" Grim exclaims as he jumps up and down. "Why does that guy get to sit on your shoulder? It's not fair~"

"Grim, didn't you complain when I carried you last time?" you ask.

Grim freezes for a moment. "Well... uh... That's different! I wanna see from high up too!"

Stitch laughs at his response, "Wahaha! Toga meega patookie!"

(Kiss my butt)

"Henchman~" Grim whines.

Sighing, you pick Grim up and have him sit on the other shoulder. Oh, the woes of having two 'familiars'.

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[ramlightly]

if you ever do get around to writing and posting the kink character analysis ramble you mentioned in the tags of the "lapis tops" post i would be very interested in reading it and hopefully other people agree with me

Lol I did get a couple of asks for this! Lets see if I can keep this from getting too long.

Okay so- there is a doylist and watsonian aspect to writing kink for characters, right?

Basil and Dandelion have a sub/dom relationship with kinks like humiliation, voyeurism, and bondage. A lot of this is based around Basil''s complicated relationship with sex and catholicism and his own desires to be submissive. Or Dandelion's preference for being on top and being in charge during sex. That's the Watsonian layer.

But then there is my own desires out of their relationship, where I'm playing with hierophilia and a corruption kink and monster-fucking, these not things the characters would be aware of. This is the Doylist layer and are the foundations is what their relationship is actually built on. Basil/Dandelion came together pretty naturally in that regard. I am their god and I want them to fuck like this

In fact, a lot of the characters I make for Temptations are originally because I wanted to explore a different dynamics and relationships. Ginger was for fem-dom. Thistle was because I wanted a bigger lady and a character that acted a third to Basil/Dandelion's dynamic that wasn't romantic. Hollyhock because vampires are hot. They all grew from those originally seeds, but only because I planted them there first.

There are the character's preferences and my preferences for the characters. A a certain point , the actual characterization begins to get in the way. You can't do the same dynamic of Basil/Dandelion with Malady/Lapis. You just cant. Even when originally I that was I was planning for.

Look at Lapis and Basil: they're both bottoms with masochistic tendencies but they have such different characters especially with their feelings about sex. Lapis is sly, clever, and very very careful when it comes to other people. He isn't interested in being humiliated or being treated as an object, he's far too distrusting. There's just been too many relationships where he got hurt from and he likes having control too much. He's the one who holds the reigns during sex, even with Malady. Especially with Malady. They're both into that.

In fact, Lapis and Malady's attitude towards sex is so much more casual compared Basil's and Dandelions. There is a power dynamic, because all relationships are, but they don't have any angst towards fucking. It's fun, they like each other a lot, so they have sex. I was originally planning on them having multiple partners like Basil/Dandelion do, but, honestly those two are stuck at the hip.

It's what I mean about characterization ultimately trumping my intentions. Malady definitely has developed beyond my original concepts for him (he's such a simp now lol, he was supposed to be cool!!!). But it's better to just let character become what they need to be rather try to hamstring them. It's more fun that way, imo.

I'm sparing everyone from going on another tangent, so I'll end it here lol. I hope that was... interesting? At least it's a peak into how I think about characters.

[vodika-vibes]

Congrats on 500 followers!!! 🤩✨

I couldn’t help myself lol. Could I request a Fives x f!reader with an opal or ruby? As for time, possibly a warm spring evening/late afternoon. Maybe the reader is in the GAR as well as a pilot or something, just a suggestion 🤷🏻‍♀️

Spread Your Wings

Summary: You love spending time with Fives, even if you have to steal time together while on break.

Pairing: ARC Trooper Fives x F!Reader

Word Count: 701

Prompt: Ruby - Passionate Love

Warning: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: Alright, I got it this time! I hope you like it! And thank you for your request! I'm sorry that it took so long to answer!

“I should have known that I’d find you up here,” Fives voice is low and deeply amused as he climbs up the ladder to find you sprawled out on top of your shuttle (okay, it’s not yours but you pilot it more than anyone else, so it might as well be).

“Well, where else would I be? It’s not like I can run around playing army with you boys.” You tease, your eyes opening just a crack as you feel him settle next to you. 

“You could if you wanted to. And, if you’re going to run around dressed like that-” Fives gestures to you, “You’d definitely win by virtue of being too distracting.”

“Aww, am I a distraction for you, Fives?” You ask with a laugh as you stretch out in the sun. To be fair to him, you had unzipped your flight suit and pulled off the top part to get some much needed sun against your skin. 

“Only the best kind,” Fives replies with a wide grin, his gaze drifts back to your tank top, “That looks very…tight.”

“It’s a camisole,”

“A what now?”

You lift some of the material and then release it, allowing it to snap back into place, “There’s a built in bra, so I don’t have to layer.”

“...so, if I were to just-” Fives dips his hand under the hem of the shirt, and you laugh and slap his hand away, “Babe.”

“What, you want your brothers to get an eyeful?”

He huffs, though there’s a look of amusement on his face, “I don’t care if they see. You’re still mine, after all. They can look as much as they like.”

“You’re so possessive.”

He shrugs, but doesn’t even try to deny it. “Come here, babe.” He tugs you into a sitting position and pulls you onto his lap. “There we go, much better.” Fives murmurs as he folds his arms around you. 

You pout at him, “You’re still wearing your armor.”

“Well yes, Rex would have my head if I tried to remove it, even for your comfort.” His hands slide down your back, “Besides, I thought you liked my armor.”

“Well, you do cut a fine figure in your armor,” You reply with a small smile as you lean closer to him, “But I think I prefer the man under the armor.”

“Well, aren’t I lucky?”

You laugh and press your lips against his. And no other conversation is necessary, as he immediately takes control of the kiss, his tongue sliding across your lips, and then nipping your lower lip.

You release a happy sigh, “I love you,” You murmur against his lips.

“You’d better, or else I’d wonder why you were letting me kiss you like this.” Fives replies, amusement on his face.

“Hmm, if I thought about it, I’d have brought my lipstick. The red one that you like so much.” You tease, “I wonder how mad Rex would get if you were working while covered in lip marks.”

Fives laughs, “Based on last time? So mad.”

He catches your lips in another kiss, this time adjusting you so that he’s able to roll you back onto you back on the shuttle. His clever fingers pull your hair out of its tail and he pulls back to look down at you, a small smile on his face.

“So pretty.” Fives purrs, “This is how you should be forever. Spread out on a bed. With your hair spread around you and your face flushed, and your lips swollen from kisses.”

“Oh? Just like this?”

“Hm…well, I’d remove some clothes, and leave a few more marks-”

You flash a small grin and reach out for him, “Show me?”

“Oh, gladly.” Fives leans in and is just about to kiss you again, when there’s a shout of his name.

“Fives! You had better not be on top of the shuttle!” Rex shouts.

“Kriff. Busted.”

You press your hand over your mouth to smother your laughter, “Back to work, lover boy.”

“Yeah, yeah. Love you, cyare.”

“Love you too.”

Fives drops a quick kiss to your forehead before he scrambles back towards the ladder. “Will you untwist your panties? I’m coming, I’m coming!”