#v;;once more with feeling (main verse)

[mrsmandalorian]

nonsense

-- pedro x singer!f!reader one shot

summary: a surprise visitor at your first-ever coachella performance!

second part: espresso/main masterlist /word count: 4.5k

warnings: 18+ mdni, reader is able-bodied, smut!!!, and fluff!, drinking, drug use (edibles and smoking), switch sex, p in v, fingering, sexual teasing, pet names (mi amor, princesa, daddy, baby, baby girl, puppy, angel)

a/n: howdy everyone! was inspired by Sabrina Carpenter's Coachella performance to write this. let me know if you guys want a second story to Espresso lol. i would love to hear your feedback or comments! much love to everyone!! -maddie

Coachella was one of the most famous music festivals a musician could play at. It was such an honor to be on the setlist. It is incredible to perform a night each weekend in a row. This might be the most significant break in your career. Something felt missing.

The crowd started to get excited as the set time grew nearer. The nerves shot through you as you took deep breaths. You were trying to get over the feelings going through your mind.

“Are you alright?” one of the backup dancers asks as they help you with the earpiece. As you look yourself over in the mirror, you see the beautiful outfit that was personalized to fit you wonderfully, with your hair done beautifully. 

You were ready. 

“Yes, I am ready!” You smiled at your team as you took hold of your microphone. The band starts playing one of your most famous songs. The lights went dark as the band played the first cords of the song. The crowd roared in anticipation. You slowly stepped out into the darkness and started the melody. 

The lights pour onto the stage, and the crowd goes wild. They get the first glance at you with your sexy and luxurious outfit.  You smirk to yourself at the attention as you scan through the crowd. All the exciting and loyal fans in the crowd as they sing every verse with you. You follow the dance choreography you have practiced and performed many times. Once the music was going, it was hard not to get stuck into it and forget about the hundreds of people in front of you. The crowd was going wild as they sang along to your new song. 

You continued the song as you had images of the reason for it, smirking to yourself. Pedro makes you feel like you're on cloud nine, from how he treats you publicly to the bedroom activities. A few songs highlighted the bedroom activities. You had never written such “edgy, sexy” songs before you met him. The secret love affair had made all of you so happy. He still made you content and secured in your relationship even miles and hours away from him. 

As you go through the song and move around more, you look into the VIP areas and see many familiar faces. You don’t pay much attention as you have to end the song. You were so busy entertaining your fans that you did not notice who had slipped into the VIP section alongside both of your mutual friends. You were so focused on the choreography and in your element. The show was a big deal and a performance with dances and graphics for all the songs on the giant screens. You were singing your last song of the night, which was Nonsense. It was one of your favorite songs to perform, as it gave the audience the mood for the evening. The song represented something personal to you: your secret relationship with your new lover, Pedro Pascal, the whole internet’s boyfriend. It was interesting to see social media go crazy over who the song might be for. Some had the correct answers, but it was still a new and private relationship. 

The lights fall as the melody starts. “I think that you guys will enjoy this next song! I have seen all the tiktoks, by the way.” You joke into the darkness and receive a wild response from the crowd. You take a few breaths and get into position in a very sexy pose, along with the dancers, waving at the sweet fans who can see you. 

“No (La-la, la-la) da-ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah, uh, uh, uh, yeah)”

As the song begins, the spotlight shines only on you. You scan over the crowd with a smirk. It was one of the sexy, edgy songs you wrote because of your lover. There are butterflies in your stomach from nerves to play something as personal as this song, especially for such a big and reactive crowd. 

“Think I only want one number on my phone I might change your contact to "Don't leave me alone." You said you like my eyes, and you like to make them roll Treat me like a queen; now you got me feelin' thrown, oh.”

You continued the song as you had images of the reason for it, smirking to yourself. Pedro makes you feel like you're on cloud nine, from how he treats you publicly to the bedroom activities. A few songs highlighted the bedroom activities. You had never written such “edgy, sexy” songs before you met him. The secret love affair had made all of you so happy. He still made you content and secured in your relationship even miles and hours away from him. 

The stage lights illuminate the whole stage as you walk around and sway your hips to the music. During the lyrics, you stop and try to sing with your fans as you make your way to the side of your VIP area to see those familiar faces. 

“But I can't help myself When you get close to me Baby, my tongue goes numb Sounds like blah, blah, blee”

As you sing towards the area, your eyes linger over your friend group of non-famous friends to Sarah Paulson, which causes you to smile at them. You continue to scan the section until they land on HIM. The person that this song was written about. He was being his goofy and adorable self as he sang along with you. This causes you to mess up with a blush but quickly recover as the next verse comes. 

“I don't want no one else (don't want) Baby, I'm in too deep Here's a lil' song I wrote (a song I wrote) It's about you and me (me)”

The eye contact that he held with you as you sang your filthy thoughts of him directly to him with a huge smirk. You continued to perform as you moved your hips a little more to the choreography because of him. In the following verses, you look away as you sing to your fans.

“I'll be honest Lookin' at you got me thinkin' nonsense Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in And when you got your arms around me Ooh, it feels so good. I had to jump the octave I think I got an ex but I forgot him And I can't find my chill, I must have lost it I don't even know I'm talkin' nonsense I'm talkin', I'm talkin' (ah)”

You twirl your hair and sway your hips back to his side of the stage as your dancers follow close behind you. Make eye contact with him to ensure he is focused on you now. 

“I'm talkin' all around clock I'm talkin' hope nobody knocks I'm talkin' opposite of soft I'm talkin' wild, wild thoughts You gotta keep up with me I got some young energy I caught the L-O-V-E How do you do this to me?”

You follow the choreography correctly as you hold flirty eye contact with him. Once you go over the chorus again and start to finish the song, you stand in your final position in the middle of the stage. You send him a wink and blow a kiss, then turn your attention to your fans. 

“You guys have been absolutely the best! I hope you all enjoyed it and hope to see you again next weekend! I love you, and please stay safe!” You say after you show appreciation to your band and dancers. You wave and bow as the crowd goes wild and chant your name as the lights go down. 

As you run backstage with your crew, laughing and smiling, you give all of them well-deserved love and appreciation. Your manager is there with water and a hug.” You did amazing! They loved you!” they say as you drink your water and wipe the sweat. Now celebrate! Not too hard!”

You follow their instructions as you see your friends run up as you exit the backstage towards your tent. They all sang praises and love and hugged you. After a while, you finally met the handsome brown eyes again, but closer this time. You jog up to him in your tight-fitting outfit with a big smile as the two collide in a hug, throwing your arms around his neck. He was wearing a button-up shirt with the first set of buttons undone, dark jeans, and his oversized glasses and baseball cap. 

“What the fuck are you doing here?” You say with a smile as you look up to him. He smirked as he got ready to say something witty back to you. You interrupt it with a short but passionate kiss on his lips. “I’m happy you’re here! How long have you been here?” Your hands land on his exposed chest, which makes him pull you closer. 

He chuckles at you as he sees the adrenaline still pumping through you as you chatter to him. “I just decided to come to see my favorite person perform at Coachella. My schedule can wait two days. I’ve been here the whole time. You were great, beautiful.” He keeps his voice so no one else can hear your conversation. You feel his hands slide down your hips a little bit. “Also, where did you get this little number, and why haven’t I ever seen it?” Letting his thick fingers run over the design against your lower sides. 

The compliments give you a confidence boost on top of your adrenaline rush. You bite your lip as his hands wander slightly until they settle on your lower back. “I planned on changing before we celebrate, but if you like it, I can keep it on.” You whisper into his ear, then look back at his expression. 

His eyes darkened from your comment, causing him to pull you a little closer. “I like that idea,” He whispers in your ear as his lips graze your neck with a few pecks. Before you both could continue, your friends gathered you into other event areas. The group stayed together as they went to different stages to watch other artists, including Doja Cat and Lana Del Rey. 

Pedro and you both socialized and drank with all your friends as you celebrated your incredible performance. There were edibles taken sometime in all the fun. He would occasionally hold onto you as you both danced closely. You both let loose, and as you can see, everyone was far from wasted. You were letting your bodies get as close as possible, hips grinding onto his. His hands would run down your sides and tease you. Stealing kisses from each other, and the sexual tension was through the roof. 

The feeling of being watched makes you look around every once in a while. The camera flashes and excited screams from people around you made you realize that your relationship might not be that much of a secret now. Pedro and you interacted with lovely, chill fans who casually recognized you. You had some groups that would call over to Pedro as “daddy” as he played it off like a champ.

“Vamos, mi amor,” Pedro whispers in your ear as he grips his gentle hands around your waist. You meet his erotic brown eyes that make your cheeks burn hard as you squeeze your thighs together. Pedro was very facially expressive because you could read his thoughts whenever you looked into him. His thoughts were highly naughty, and it was time to go home.  “I wondered how you felt about calling it for a night and heading back to your room for a nice bath.” 

You look around at everyone in the crew and see your friends slowing their nights down, which doesn’t make you worried about causing another upset. Meeting the brown eyes again, you give him an arguing grin as you throw back your head with a laugh. 

“I thought you might like that idea, Hermosa. Let’s tell them all good night and get going,” he whispers again in your ear as he gently pulls you towards your group of friends. Both of you take the time to say goodbye to your friends and thank them for supporting you. Pedro’s loud laugh pulls you away from your friends as you meet his warm eyes. He hugs everyone and draws you into his hip with an arm around your waist. “Goodnight, everyone. Safe travels!” 

There were plenty of farewells, naughty things, and cat calls as you leaned against Pedro, who turned around with a silly face and middle finger gesture. He helps guide you to the Uber you take to your hotel room for the night. As you lay your head in his lap, the car ride was full of stolen kisses and laughter.

“You were an absolute star tonight, mi amor,” Pedro says as he traces his fingers along the straps of his outfit, letting his fingers run down to his cleavage. That last song was very cheeky. I wonder who that could be about.” 

“Thank you. It was about one of my lovers. You might know him,” You joke with him, trying not to moan. His wandering fingers turn into wandering palms as they slowly paw at your breast. 

“Oh, you are playing hard to get whenever I already have you smitten,” he mumbles, only where you could hear him. The car comes to a stop as you arrive at your hotel. You quickly get out of the vehicle as Pedro follows closely behind you. You couldn’t keep your hands off one another as you walked through the empty hotel halls. Acting as strangers whenever you encounter a person, you giggle with each other once you come back together. 

Once you find your room, Pedro checks to see if the hallway is clear. He uses a little force with his grip as he leans you against your shut door. Letting his hands explore before they landed on your bottom, kneading your ass. One of his hands comes up to cup your jaw as he lines his lips up with yours, passionately kissing yours. His body closes into yours as you let him control the situation as you follow his lead. After grinding bodies and long, passionate kisses, you pull away, trying to catch your breath as you stare up at him with your cheeks burning. “We should get inside,” you say as you turn around the door, fumbling with the door. Pedro stepped back a little and watched as you struggled a bit. 

“Why are you so frizzled, mi amor?” He whispers against your neck and presses the front of his body to your back. Feeling his stiff member against your backside along with his hot breath, almost making you moan out at contact. “Let me help you.” He helps you inside as you giggle and follow him. 

Pedro and you have been messing around for a while now. You have not discussed a relationship status or anything, but neither of you hooked up with others. He treats you like a significant other the way he respects your boundaries and doesn’t hide his affection towards you. 

“Let’s go put that beautiful bathtub you sent me a picture of yesterday to good use,” he teases you as he takes off his baseball cap, which makes his hair go all over the place. He starts unbuttoning more of his shirt as his chest becomes bare. You can’t resist running your hands down his chest as he looks at you with a smirk. 

He spanks your ass hard with a groan because of your hands on him. “Let’s go, sweetheart,” he says as he pats your ass to get you to start moving. Once in the bathroom, turn on the large white tub to create a perfect mix of hot and cold. He grips your hips as he runs his hands to the back of your outfit. “Whoever designed this little piece is a fucking genius. It is beautiful and flatters you greatly.” 

“Well, thank you, Pedro. I might have had you in mind when I got it designed. I was going to send you some pictures tonight whenever I came back here,” you smirked and winked at him in the mirror as he helped you undo the outfit. He kissed down your body as the fabric went off, making chills run across your body. The time apart doesn’t affect you emotionally, but how your body reacts tells the absolute truth. The way your heart rate skyrockets as his lips make their way to your mound. 

You leaned against the counter for support as your outfit fell onto the floor, leaving you only in underwear. You make eye contact with Pedro as he continues to kiss and lick down your lower half. He hooks his large fingers under the top band of your panties as he meets your eyes for approval. You give him a slight nod and grin as his feather-like kisses follow the material as he pulls them down your legs. Throwing your head back as you try not to make a noise as he runs his tongue just above your clit. You make a frustrated groan as his tongue suddenly leaves your skin, leaving goosebumps. 

Pedro chuckles softly as he sees how your body reacts to him, pulling away with a smirk on his lips. He stands up as he pushes his body against yours, pulling your hips into his. “You are such a good girl for me. Your body is always ready for me,” he whispers as he ducks his head to kiss your neck. “Let’s go in, mi amor.”  He gets in first so you can sit in between his thick thighs. He helps you as you slide in between his legs, back against his chest. His rigid member pressed against your lower back, his hands tease your nipples after you get settled. He couldn’t help but let his hands wander as he settled comfortably behind you. He rubs out your sore body but lets his hands focus on your most sensitive spots.

His gentle but firm hands run on either side of your hips as his kisses lay on your shoulders. He inhaled deeply against your skin, causing you to tense up your back as it chills down your spine. He moves his hands from your hips towards your mound. You used one hand to spread your left leg apart, holding it still with just one large hand. His right hand found its way down to tease your slit, playing with your sweet lips. You felt the member on your back begin to throb as he slightly rubbed himself against you. You let out your needy moans and sounds continuous as he worked his fingers against you. 

He kept teasing you and kissing your shoulder and neck with his scruffy face. You had enough of his teasing and rigid member. It was rare that you switched roles, but you were both switches. (You can’t tell me that Pedro is not a switch.)  You slide out of his grip as you meet his eyes once you are turned around to face him. 

You grasp onto his rigid member, holding yourself up on the sides of the tub. He squirms and lets out a moan as you hold yourself over him. “I’m tired of the teasing, Pascal. It’s my turn,” you say as you ease your entrance slowly onto his throbbing tip. You find a comfortable position for your legs as you keep going up and down on his tip. He lets out a loud ‘fuck’ and moans as he squeezes his eyes close. His hands move to your hips, letting you take control. You start to ride him as you push your breast into his face. 

One of his hands moved from your hips to grip your tit, “who gave you permission to touch me?” You whisper almost into his ear as he looks up at you with big brown eyes. 

“Sorry, miss,” he whimpers back as your speed of volatile movements onto his cock increases. He leans back and rests his arms on the back of the tub as he lets you ride the hell out of him. He bites his lip and squeezes his eyes as he groans out in pleasure. “Fuck, mi amor.” 

“You like this, don’t you?” You firmly ask him as you force his face into the middle of your tits. He starts to motorboat your breast as you suffocate him gently. The scruff from his face makes you more sensitive than you thought, riding his member harder. “You start fucking me hard, baby. Thrust your big cock into me.”

He meets your eyes with pleasing brown eyes to satisfy your needs. His pleas make you smirk as you nod. Pedro begins to slam his hips into you, moaning as he does. “Thank you, thank you for letting me fuck you.” He pants as he thrusts deep inside of you, feeling his throbbing member hitting every spot. 

He grips your body, and his thrust begins to become more rapid as you continue to ride his giant member. Every thrust has the purpose of pleasing you; his hand works its way back up to your breast. He plays aggressively with your nipple, pinching and sucking on it. His other hand gripped onto your ass as his rhythm stayed deep and hard. The overstimulation of his hands and the member inside of you causes you to scream out in pleasure, “Good puppy.” You whimper as you feel your orgasm coming sooner as he leans up and thrusts into you. Pedro chose the pet name on one of the first nights you had taken control of the action.

Eventually, with his rapid thrust and wandering hands,  your body starts to shake as you are overcome with pleasure. “Keep going, puppy,” you whimper as he continues to work out your orgasm. “Such a good puppy.” You whisper as you run your hands over his chest. Your body falls into his as you overcome your orgasm, gripping onto his as he continues to pleasure you. He pulls out and fingers your wet pussy, licking his fingers after you finish.  

You both lay in the tub for a while as you overcome your orgasm. He held you as you came down from your high, kissing your head. “Was that good for you, mi amor?” He asks gently as he pulls you into his chest. He moved the hair from your face, rubbing his hands down your waist. 

You gently nod against him as the day catches up with you. After a few minutes, you get tired of the cramped space of the tub. “Let’s get out, baby,” you mumble to him as you lean up, earning a grunt in return. The guilt of not pleasuring Pedro silently overcame you as you exited the bathtub. 

The sound of a low grunt makes you return to the tub as the broad man emerges. You smile mischievously at him as he glances up to meet your grin. His member is still very much erect as he steps in front of you. The fun part of being switch partners was that it could change in a flash. You give Pedro a knowing look as he meets your eyes and stands before you. His eyes and grin light up on his face as he gently guides you onto the counter behind you. “My turn, princesa,” he mumbles and spreads your legs apart as he pushes himself in between them. He pulls your body towards the edge of the counter so your legs wrap around him.

You lean your back against the counter as he holds your lower half, rubbing his throbbing cock against your slick entrance. He leans over your body, sucking on one of your nipples to get a reaction out of you, which it did as you let out a loud moan. Your body reacted as well as it pushed farther onto his member. You both let out a pleasurable sound as his tongue runs down your chest to your stomach. Your hips start to tease him as they grind against him, which causes him to spank the side of your ass.  “No, ma’am, it’s daddy’s turn,” he smirks up at you as he moves one of his hands to your nipple. His fingers quickly fondle your right nipple as you moan loudly. “You let daddy fuck your sweet, sweet pussy?” 

You let out a satisfied groan as his hand moved down your entrance, gently rubbing you as his thumb ran over your sensitive clit. After gently teasing your pussy with his fingers, he lubed himself up with his fingers from your wetness. His large member enters you again as he holds onto your hips. He pushes inside slowly as you both let out moans. 

“You’re so fucking wet, angel. Did ya miss daddy?” He asks as he grips your hips harder, thrusting inside of you. You give a desperate nod as your hands grip onto the edge of the counter. Pedro takes his time as he edges himself in and out of you, giving you all the praises. He pulls up your upper body so your bodies grind against one another, one arm wrapped around your waist and the other holding your back. “Good girl.”

The friction from the position on your mound makes it hard not to moan and squirm in pleasure. His thrust becomes more rigid and repetitive as his grip holds you gently but firmly. You could feel your orgasm approaching as well from the position. “I’m about to cum, Daddy,” you whimpered as you gripped his firm broad shoulders. 

His mouth meets your ear as he groans into your ear. His heavy breathing makes your back arch and push into his thrust more. “Wait for me, baby girl,” he mumbles into your ear as his thrust becomes more sloppy. “Come for me, angel.” He sets you down on the counter as his hands grip your breast, twiddling your nipples with his thick fingers.

Before long, both of you came together with your bodies grinding against one another, along with satisfied noises. 

Pedro’s warm brown eyes meet yours before he kisses you. The two of you might not have a title, but the sparks were there every touch. “Such a good girl, angel,” he says as he gently pulls out of you. “Let’s take a quick shower.” He helps you into the shower, where the two of you help wash one another and joke around with stolen kisses in between. After getting ready, Pedro carries you into bed as the two of you order dessert from room service. The rest of the night was full of laughter and heavy makeout. The two of you cuddle up to some cheesy movie and fall asleep midway through it. 

These were the perfect nights for you to write a whole album about your feelings for this cheeky, handsome man. 

thank you for reading! let me know what you think!🤍

[artisplatters]

Into the Rubi-Verse

I really like all the TADC AUs I've been seeing so I wanted to imagine what my OC Rubi would look like in them all. This has been a project in the works for at least a month now ^v^"

For reference, this is what Rubi originally looks like

And for good measure, here's Canon?Rubi's relations with the other canon cast (chart made by @p1nkiep4rasites)

Now lets hop into the multiverse!~

Boxer!Rubi is a tank with a brain and two left feet, so no matter how hard her hits are and how solid their plan is, it usually all comes crumbling down because of a trip

Differentiating features from "canon": outfit, bigger paws that mimic boxer gloves, heart tattoo on hip, can fight

The Amazing Digital Fight Club is by @burrotello

Skater!Rubi is the other graffiti artist in town, alongside Zooble, and usually only participates in the skate derby when it runs out of paint or the battery to their DS is dead. She rides a windsurfer (also known as street sailing; its basically a skateboard with a sail)

Differentiating features from "canon": outfit, tooth gap, star stickers, can skateboard

The Amazing Digital Skate Park is by @g00bergoo

Lab!Rubi is a guardian fallen angel, banished from heaven when it became too attached to the human it was meant to protect. The final straw was when it almost showed itself as a last-ditch effort to save it's human from the cultist trap she was being lead to.

It was held back by other angels before it could though, and it had to watch as she was killed. That was the first time an angel cried in almost 100 years.

Sent to earth, it wandered for a long while before finding the Incredulously Experimental Monster Lab and decided to stay there while it continues to look for her spirit. She feels so close, it'll be any day now when it finds her...

Differentiating features from "canon": Cube head is now multi-colored tesseracts, three eyes, outfit, wings, rings, and other things

The monster lab AU is by @etanow

Carnival!Rubi is a gentler AI originally coded for a younger audience who couldn't yet play the main Carnival, who was later added to the main game by popular demand.

Her "neckpiece" is a bow-tie on her collar, since she has no neck to tie anything around. Attempting to pull it off gives a choking sensation, as if being strangled, and can eventually lead to passing out.

By the time Caine appears in the Carnival, she's been keeping herself locked in her room, barring entry to everyone, including Gangle whom she used to be good friends with (and maybe more..?). There should've been no way for Caine to get in, but he does, and is met with a sorry sight [maybe he uses some coding magic idk-]

Differentiating features from "canon": outfit, is an A.I.

The Amazing Digital Carnival is by @sm-baby

Slasher!Rubi used to be a famous horror game streamer/GameTuber, before her sudden disappearance.... and now, she's stuck in a virtual slasher hell with no escape in sight.

At least in between the daily hunts she can find solace in people who are like her, for once... ironically less lonely than her life before...

Differentiating features from "canon": outfit, was a famous gamer

The Amazing Digital Slasher is by @justwantswafflefries

[bloodyinkandquill]

Rocket x Reader NSFW

i have strong opinions about this being a Rocket kinnie lmao

- D/V/S: Rocket is a verse, honestly doesn’t really care, he can be either, or neither really

- T/S/B: Rocket is a switch, can go either way really, no preference, sure form day to day he can but in general he’s pretty even

- More common kinks: He loves both praise and degradation, specifically towards him, sometimes he prefers one but for the most part call him either, or do both at the same time and it gets him so flushed, when bottoming he’s a brat, a light brat but still all bratty and disobeying, but it a pretty easy to tame him, he folds pretty easily, sometimes all it takes is a pointed glare and he shuts his mouth, speaking of he is pretty loud, obviously more loud as the bottom but he does make a lot of noise as the top also

- Medium kinks: Speaking of him being loud he loves being shut up by gags, your fingers, or being choked, turns him on so much, he also love slight pet play, mostly leash and collar but it’s the hottest thing to him, also into exhibitionism, wearing some toy like a vibrator or plug while out and about is so hot to him, he adores it especially when only you and him know about it, when topping he doesn’t have too much special or specific to him but he enjoys the aforementioned collar being tugged on by you, so even if he’s topping your still in charge, he thinks begging is attractive but it gets him so fucking embarrassed, a red mess but he caves eventually, he whines and pleads before finally giving in and begging, he has some sort of oral fixation, doesn’t matter who for, he thinks oral stuff is just hotter, maybe every once in a while he likes knife play, very soft and basic but making you bleed under him with small knicks turns him on, if your uncomfortable he understands and doesn’t push it but he thinks making you bleed a small amount is so attractive, especially since he’s the one inflicting it

- Aftercare: Nothing special, lots of cuddles and whoever bottomed getting some pampering, he is usually a lot less mouthy and vocal in aftercare, letting out soft hums or short words, his main problem though is his limbs, sometimes they can be a hassle to deal with

hope this was good! tried to be as character accurate as possible, and to give stuff of him both topping and bottoming, though i feel it was more bottom orientated

[elvisabutler]

OK, I'll bite: since your requests are open, may we please, with all the cherries on top, get a Dove pregnancy fic? If you have the time and energy, of course - I know your WIP list is crazy, and I'm sure you have all kinds of things going on irl too, as we all do! 😘

if your child needs a daddy, i can help

summary: you find yourself pregnant with your first kid and you and austin make room for them in your lives despite how sometimes the whole pregnancy makes you feel emotionally and physically. fandom: austin butler | elvis ( 2022 ) rating: m, i suppose. he does get his finger inside of her. pairing: austin butler x priscilla actress reader ( little dove verse ) word count: 2261 warnings: the normal warnings apply for this verse. daddy kink. dom/sub dynamics. brief mentions of past relationships that were not at all pleasant. anxiety. negative self talk. pregnancy kink. breeding kink. THESE WARNINGS MAKE IT SOUND MORE SMUTTY THAN IT IS. but it's actually quite fluffy. austin's just horny for his wife. referenced/implied fingering. future and past p in v sex referenced. author’s note: consider this canon for the main verse? obviously set in the future so- god maybe 2024/2025? generally speaking i loved this prompt and technically meant to keep it short or at the very least fluffy but uh- well austin's a horndog is really what happened. thank you anon for this prompt, truly, i'm really trying to get up the courage/gumption to restart actually actively writing for dove and austin and stuff like this and the asks really help more than you know. also thank you for acknowledging my crazy wip list. didn't actually think i'd write this as quick as i did, and truly i meant to have it up on mother's day when i realized how quick i was writing it but this past weekend. lord she was a doozy in my work real life. anyway i hope you like it and anyone who actually wants to be tagged for this verse, either hit me up in my ask box or my dms or someway. i didn't do my normal austin tag list for this because i know this verse has been known to occasionally bother some people and i don't want to put it in your face if you don't want to read it, you know?

It happens- as all things do with you and Austin- quickly. It comes within the two months of you telling Austin you want to make Austin a real Daddy. A daddy who can hold his child and rock it and sing it little lullabies until it grows up to be and strong like their parents. You'd think since you're a grown woman and a surprising amount of your life has become regimented in ways it wasn't after dating and then marrying Austin that you wouldn't miss your period and not notice. You wouldn't miss it one month, two months and only realize something's strange when you go to visit Austin to see his show and hiss and practically yelp in pain when he presses up against your chest. They were bigger but they always got a little bigger around your period, it was fine. But then Austin is murmuring in your ear and pressing his hand against your stomach where he can feel a firmness where there wasn't one before.

"Are you pregnant?"

That's a weird question to ask, you're due for your period any day now, you think, thinking that you're close enough to the beginning of the next month that you're due for one soon. Not that it'll be your third missed period in a row. You shake your head, "no, I'm due for it next week, I think."

Austin raises an eyebrow and presses against the firm spot, waiting for it to give only to realize it's staying firm, there's something there. "When was your last one, Dove?"

You open your mouth to answer once, twice, three times before you look down at his hand against your stomach and see how your breasts are practically spilling out of your bra and you let out a noise of delight and shock rolled into one. Your voice is soft when you answer him finally. "I don't remember."

The squeal of delight you let out and the way Austin laughs and laughs and laughs twirling you around before setting you back down so he can kiss your belly is something the cast talks about for the next week or two.

It's a flurry to try and get things rescheduled, have projects pushed back or dropped all together as your belly starts to curve outward, becoming harder and harder to hide as the weeks go by. You and Austin had made an agreement to not announce a single thing before 12 weeks. It wasn't a guarantee nothing would go wrong but it put you in a safer territory than you would be if you announced earlier. Austin argues every so often that you shouldn't make an announcement, not because he doesn't want people to know but because he's so fiercely protective over your private life with him beyond what the two of you have to show that exposing your child to this nonsense fills him with dread. He worries about the judgment he figures you'll get over having a baby like this. Worries about how if you want to book something short that people may look at your belly and realize that it's not worth it. Maxwell and Simon, your agents and managers and pseudo dads rolled into one promise to get you just one more thing even if you'll have an obvious belly for them because they care about you and your career almost if not more than Austin does.

You tell him- no, you explain to him that you can't do that, you can't go into hiding because you're pregnant. You want to be able to tell the world that you're carrying his baby, that your belly is growing because you told him you wanted a baby. This baby may not be their child, but they're your fans and what would you be without your fans? No, you have to announce it so that you can finally stop hiding in oversized hoodies and dresses tailored to hide your bump. Besides, you've been known to read the gossip blogs and the magazines while waiting for your doctor's appointments. You know very well there's theories as to what's going on and how people find it suspicious you've gone from full body shots on instagram to above the waist shots. There's theories about why you had to drop out of a film that you'd be filming while nine months pregnant and ready to pop if you did. This is the only real way to put them to rest.

"Looking forward to this little one and I having many more mother's days to come. Your daddy and I can't wait to meet you." is the caption you go with on Mother's day with Austin's hands and your hands on your stomach. The comments make you cry though if Austin asks you're only crying because of the hormones. Not because of your little Elvis family bombarding your comments with congratulations or the way any negative comments get overwhelmed by happier comments. Even Kaia and Vanessa say congratulations and you feel something in your chest loosen at the knowledge. You feel the fear that had gripped your heart deep down that whispered how you'd have to hide this pregnancy like you hide your submission to Austin- like you hid your relationships with your other doms- disintegrate and evaporate into thin air.

Austin knows the second he sees your smile and sees your response to a few messages that he's doomed, he's lost the fight of getting you to remain a little more private about the pregnancy. Truthfully he's just thankful you agree with him that the two of you are going to try your absolute hardest to keep the baby themselves out of the limelight. And - as he murmurs, cupping your growing bump one night- their three siblings. Your feed is split between promoting your new project, random other things you'd do and posts about your growing bump, your occasional sickness and how pregnancy isn't really all it's cracked up to be even when you want a baby.

It comes to a head one day when you're seven months pregnant with your big long baby that Austin felt the need to gift you with all his height genes and you're posting something about how this week has just been rough.

"I'm not speaking for everyone, obviously, and all you infertility moms can tell me I'm wrong, but for me- I'm- society gives us all some rose tinted glasses when it comes to pregnancy and from what some of you guys have told me, motherhood." You sigh, wincing as your daughter kicks your rib cage and does this somersault that has your stomach rolling and twisting. "I want more kids but- this hurts. This hurts and I feel huge and I can't breathe sometimes because they're pressing on everything and I know you guys have seen the pap photos, I can't even really hug Austin right any more."

Austin for his part knows better than to interrupt when he hears you talking to yourself and despite his better judgment waits outside your shared bedroom door until he hears words that stop his heart.

"It's selfish, I guess, but I worry sometimes that he doesn't- he isn't going to like me nearly as much when the baby comes out. We've all heard about how guys do that and Austin's but- I don't know. I'm being melancholy and that's not what you signed up for today." You lift up your shirt to show your bump as your daughter does another roll that you manage to catch on camera. "I guess they wanted to show off at the expense of mommy. You are definitely your father's kid."

When it's been silent for a few minutes and he hears you grunt in pain he finally walks inside the room to see you standing in front of the mirror, cupping your bump before running your hands over your chest. There's a part of him in the back of his head that finds the action arousing beyond belief but he sees the look on your face and sees how you're playing with your necklace as the hand that was on your breast moves up. You're so engrossed in looking at your body and allowing your mind to whisper things to you that you don't notice Austin until he's up behind you and his hands are lifting up your belly just so.

"Oh, Aus- Fuck, Daddy, keep your hands there." You moan, the relief palpable in your tone. "That feels so good, she's been-"

"Growing too fast and too big for my little Dove?" Austin's tone is light and playful has he kisses your neck, watching the two of you in the mirror. "The joys of having me as the other half of the genes. Two more months and then she's out of you and you're free until the next one."

Your jaw tenses just a little at the words. It's not that you don't want another baby but who's truly to say he's going to want you enough to make one. The silence after his joke is what makes Austin pause and has him kissing at your jaw. "What's wrong?"

Because something is wrong and you have to communicate with him, if you need something you need to tell him, that's always been the rule in your relationship. A sigh leaves your lips. "There's- you're not going to find me attractive-" you pause and try to take a breath before the first thought that comes to your mind leaves your mouth in a rush. "Elvis didn't like Priscilla after she had Lisa."

Austin drops your belly gently against your protests and turns you to face him while shaking his head, taking your head in his hands. "Dove. Don't- we're not them, remember?"

"I know that!" You practically whine before rubbing at your eyes that are quickly filling with tears. "I know we're not! I know you're Austin and I'm me but I look and feel like a beached whale and my boobs are huge and will probably sag everywhere-"

Austin places his finger on your lips before shaking his head. "I'm going to stop you right there and tell you to look down." He watches you as your eyes slide down his torso and stop between his legs. He's- he's hard just from looking at you and touching you. There's his arousal staring you in the face in his grey sweatpants and you can't help but bite your lip. It twitches a little.

"You're- Daddy."

"I'm hard. You know how I've been the bigger you get. I thought you were attractive before but carrying my baby? Watching your belly swell and seeing your boobs escape every bra you put them in? Dove, if my dick had it's way you'd be pregnant every second you could be." He murmurs, allowing his hands to slide down your neck to your chest where he gives your breasts and nipples a squeeze before sliding down to your stomach. "And when this belly is gone? When our daughter is suckling at your chest? I'm going to remember that you did this. Going to remember how my wife grew our daughter and is feeding her from her own body still. I'm going to know that you're strong and perfect. And I'm going to remind myself we have a baby schedule to stick to. That I can't just immediately put another one inside of you."

His words cause a shudder to ripple through you and Austin smirks just a little, moving his hands down lower and lower, "Dove, if I put my hand between your legs how wet is it going to get?"

You feel your breath shakily leave your mouth. "Soaked. Please, Austin-"

A kiss cuts off your words as Austin's hand slides in between your leggings and your skin, inching ever so closer to where he's ignited a fire. He pulls away just a hair and shakes his head. "Try again, lil Dove. Please who?"

The eyeroll you give him holds no malice but you can't help it even as your arousal threatens to overwhelm you. "Daddy, please."

"I'll always give my Dove what she needs," he murmurs, finally sliding his fingers inside of you with a low groan from both of you.

It's funny how after that night your sex life with Austin up until the end of your pregnancy became a little more intense. More frequent as if to reassure you any time the voice inside your head got too loud and any time every trick your therapists taught you failed. Austin loved you and there wasn't a single doubt about that. Even if there was, the way he was by your side throughout your labor with your daughter would have done away with any doubts. There wasn't much more you could ask for in a partner than what he did for you that day and what he does for you as you recover.

It's a week before any of you are ready to take a picture but you're thankful for Ashley recommending a good photographer for the newborn pictures despite Austin's protests that he could take his own. After all, you wanted him in some of them, and you didn't trust an autotaken picture for this. When it comes time for Austin to post that your daughter's been born he goes for a simple picture that shows your hand on top of Austin's and Loretta's on yours with a simple caption: isn't she lovely, isn't she wonderful.

He saves the other photos for you to post.

[noname-nonartist]

(If you're not comfortable with ask games, feel free to ignore)

When you get this, list 5 songs you like to listen to, publish them, and send this ask to the last 10 people in your notifs!

@not-so-empty-sekai (side blog)

your art is so good btw :3

Oh? A song ask-chain game? Sounds fun! :Dc

Hmmm. Okay, how about this!

I’ll list 5 songs that are pjsk songs (since I’ve been listening to them a lotttt), and 5 other songs that aren’t pjsk related, to mix things up a bit! >:3c

Okay? Nice~

Let’s gooooo!!! (List under the cut)

Side Note: Thank you for saying my art is good! It made my day! >///<

PJSK Songs that I listen to~

1. Bake no Hana

Of course this song is gonna make it into the list! Because ever since Mizu5, I’ve just been listening to this every dayyyy :’)

Mizu5 wreaked me emotional for reals, for realssss ;v;

2. Ultra C

I’m so proud of vbs for finally surpassing RAD Weekend! It was such a good event, and an even banger song! The moment where Miku gave one last encouragement to Kohane? So good. Ahhh! Of course the scene afterwards where vbs when to visit Nagi’s grave! Ahhhhh! It punched me in the guts! In a good way tho! TvT

3. Watashi Wa Ame

I know it’s a joke that all of Ena’s events are about her struggles as an artist, and while it’s true. I do think they mix it up enough and show Ena’s character growth throughout it super well. And this event is the prime example of that.

Her getting insight of what her father struggled with as an artist. Ena learning how she was the main inspiration for his father’s possible last painting. How he sees her as a hope of light in his darkest times. How he genuinely loves and wants to protect her (albeit not in the greatest way as we all know). And how she grew so much in both understanding and confidence to understand her father’s intentions.

It’s such a really nice event for me that also got me emotional. Also the song is so gooddddd~ *v*

4. Regulus

Yepppp, a Leo/Need song! It’s such a banger!

While I’m not that well versed on Leo/Need compared to N25 and VBS, I did read Honami’s stories (look, my adhd brain be hopping around the storyline like crazy whenever i gets attached to a character lol)

And i just gotta say, I’m so proud of Honami! She has definitely grown so much since the main story.

Her initially lacking the confidence to make a decision due to her anxiety, fears, and people pleasing tendencies. (that caused her to initially be distant from her closest friends, and caused her to be depressed during that time)

To now. Being confident to speak truthfully about her feelings and standing up for herself and Leo/Need (seen in the Little Braver event). And now she’s an offical leader of Leo/Need! Ahhhh! So proud of her! >v<

5. Watashi Wa, Watashitachi Wa

Bang! A More More Jump song to finish off this list! >:Dc

And once again, I’m not as well versed in the MMJ, but my adhd brain did get attached to Shizuku, hence me reading the her event stories (i still have read Shizu4 yet tho… •3•;)

But anyway! I absolutely love this song and the event that is associated with it. It’s such a good way for Shizuku to face her past and show how much she has grown and is willing to be more proactive to be the best idol she can be, as herself.

It also gave more insight what happened during her time in Cheerful*Days and how the rift between the members began. Fleshing out the members and showing a more complex situation than a simple jealousy situation at first glance.

And like the song is so catchy and hopeful, a perfect song that embodies Shizuku’s determination. :3c

Oh shoot. That took longer than expected uhhhh… Rapid fire non-pjsk song list, go!

Non-PJSK Songs:

1. 雨乙女 (Ameotome)

2. Sing The Moon

3. Yubikiri Genman

4. ThoughtCrime

5. いばら (Ibara)

[penandswords]

Liz's Affiliates!

This is just a list of people that Interact with me often! Just a Gentle wink / appreciation post! (If you want to be on this list! Dm Me. I don't want to add people unless they tell me they want to be on this list! ;) ) (If you are missing from this page it is because we have not had a conversation about it. please don't feel excluded COME TELL ME. I'm dumb and am scared about accidentally crossing someone's boundaries. COME shake me. Odds are if we are interacting a Lot I want to add you.) And Yes, duplicates can be found on here. I don't practice exclusivity ;) Cus i'm greedy and like making friends!

The DAD/Mom Squad (Her Adopted parents)

@heroic-endeavors | Rima's main enji! + Several other muses | (and the MAJORITY of Her found family too but hey ;) | Rima will 1 v 1 anyone to defend Enji | She also loves hawks | And several other muses of vics @erxsxre | Aizawa | Another stand in Dad! / And probably rima's main UA bully. (It's okay though she needed tough love. ;) ) @truly-quirkless | Yagi and Fin | Dad-MIGHT! the protective and will bully the Hawks / Potential partners for Rima. | And the Wonderful Fin! A friend / Fellow villain family sufferer @ninthnocturne | Myde | The Fun Dad! | Will teach all the irresponsible behavior to Rima / And is her main doctor.

@welcxmetxthechaxs | Miss Jokes and Odette | Stand in Moms / Influencer of bad PUNS, and Good cop to Rima's mischief. @the-extras | Enji | The Boss Man | Rima is His assitant / Will bully this man like he once probably bullied her.

More to be added.

Found Family Squad! (all other relations that are NOT the adoptions)

@deathonate | Bakugou | ADOPTED Brother | will 1 v 1 any hawks / Potential partners for Rima. | Rima adores him @nitronapalm | Bakugo / Nitro | ADOPTED brother | SKETCHBOOK thief. (Rima will 1 v 1 someone in a dennys parking lot for him) @heterochromatica | Shoto | Adopted Brother | Will Eat Sobas with him / A good bean Rima will defend. @explodcor | Bakugo / Adopted Brother | Fellow Spice enthusiast @chxrgebxltmeltdown | Denki / Adopted Brother | Chaotic Brother | Will push him off of Parkour Gym Platforms IF he declares himself a god.

Hawks Harum!

@winguhiro | Hawks | Guardian Angel -winks- | WILL gift him shiny things / IS startled when she SHOWS up on her balcony in the pouring rain. @bearratic | Hawks | Mister Apex Predator | Will "lose" her coffee mid shift.

Alternate Verses!

@eraserisms | Shota | Distant Cousin Of Rima | Terrifies this man with her inept driving abilities / AltVerse INfo

YuGiOh Crossover / Hero verse! - A verse with Yugioh Muses with My Hero Verses

@frogsonalotusleaf | Kaiba (And various other My Hero Muses) | Failed Romance / Rimas stalker (Or number one rima fan in Kaiba's eyes. ;) )

Bleach Crossover - Rima has gotten attached to Ukitake and Shunsui!

@inmensapotentia | ShunSui and Ukitake (and many others) | Soul Mates? (She doesn't really know but she's attached to them now)

Misc Bleach Crossover

@prideblades | Byakuya | Old Time Rivals | HARRASSER of bad Habits!

(If you WANT to be added to this list. You can dm Me, OR go to this post and interact with it. ODDS are if we interact I WANT to add you!)

[w1ld-wr1t3r]

no 15 with norrix please!

Sure thing! This song is actually on my playlist for the Spider-Verse AU, and since I haven't written a lot for that AU yet, I'll use it for this drabble!

This snippet takes place after the first main story of the AU (which covers the events of the first movie). All you need to know for this one is that Lando is Spider-Man, Martijn is training to be an EMT, Martijn knows Lando's secret identity and so does Max V. (for reasons that I can't reveal yet, because spoilers) but no one else does.

15. Lifeline by Alan Walker and LOVA

Lando landed on the rooftop with a huff, bracing his hands on his knees as he panted. He glanced back, to make sure the thugs hadn't followed him. It looked like he'd lost them several blocks back. With any luck, the cops would pick up the bad guys before they could get back to their hideout.

Max would probably be one of those cops. Lando sighed, guilt gnawing at him. He still hadn't told his best friend about his secret identity. He almost had, a couple of times. But every now and then, Max would still drop a comment about how frustrated he was with Spider-Man, with his whole "secret identity schtick" and how he could bend the rules and go home without worry every night, while regular cops got no leeway and couldn't hide their faces from the criminals they faced. Lando was afraid that if he told Max it was him behind the mask, he would lose his best friend forever. That didn't change the guilt he felt, though, whenever he saw the familiar badge of Detective Fewtrell at a crime scene, and he had to hide and pretend they were strangers.

Maybe that made him selfish, to still keep it a secret. It definitely made him a liar. And every day, though he never had the courage to come clean, it still ate at him.

Almost no one knew his secret. And the majority of people that did literally lived in other worlds. Only two people in his world knew. Max, other Max that is, knew for unavoidable reasons. Lando trusted him not to spill it to anyone, though. Even with the people from his past who might still come after him. Max could keep a secret, that was for damn sure.

The other person that knew was Martijn. Partially, again, for unavoidable reasons. But also because, honestly . . . Lando couldn't lie to the person he loved more than his life. He just couldn't.

It made him feel awful, that he trusted some people in his life with the secret and not others. Or maybe it wasn't trust. Maybe it was just fear.

Every night he went out, every time he put on the mask, he had a lot to lose. Far more than just his own life. The lives of his friends, family, everyone in the city. One mistake, and he could lose everything.

So was it really so bad, if he didn't want to lose any of his friends yet over the truth?

The other downside to lying, of course, was that his support network was very small. There were exactly two people he could turn to for help when he struggled as Spider-Man. And only one of them truly knew his heart.

Lando finally caught his breath and straightened up, stepping towards the edge of the roof. It was getting late - very few crooks would be out and about now. He could go home now.

Home to the one who was his lifeline.

He swung, down blocks of city streets, down side alleys where he was less likely to draw attention. He swung to a familiar fire escape, a familiar window. As usual, it was left unlocked for him. He slid it open and slipped inside an inconspicuously as he could, closing it behind him.

The apartment was small, just enough for the two of them. The window led to their bedroom, with shared clothes strewn about, some of Lando's homework on the desk, one of Martijn's medical textbooks still laying out. The close space meant that once Lando returned home, no matter how late, Martijn knew it.

He was sitting in the far corner of the room, a lamp on while he flipped through one of his notebooks. Lando found his many art classes difficult enough to stay on top of - he couldn't imagine having to memorize so many terms and diagrams and procedures like Martijn did. When Lando stepped through the window with a sigh, Martijn's attention snapped to him, closing the book and standing up.

"There you are," Martijn said, stepping forward and hugging him once Lando had his mask off. "I was starting to wonder where you were."

"Sorry," Lando apologized. "You didn't have to wait up for me."

"I feel better waiting for you to come home," Martijn said, kissing his cheek softly. "Especially after last time."

Lando winced. He still felt bad about that, when he'd come home wounded and Martijn had had to stitch him up before he bled out all over the floor. "Sorry."

Martijn cupped his jaw tenderly. "Don't be sorry, please," he insisted gently. "I know . . . I know how much guilt you already feel. About so many things. You don't have to apologize to me, okay? I love you, whether you're wearing that mask or not. You're still you either way."

Lando smiled at him, sinking into another hug with a sigh. He was exhausted after tonight, and he had an early start tomorrow. Morning was going to be rough. But with Martijn, he felt a bit better.

Sometimes, he wanted to tell people he was fine, even if it was a lie. Sometimes, though he wasn't afraid to put his life on the line, he was afraid of who would be affected if his life was ended. He had so much he could lose.

But with Martijn as his lifeline, he could be strong, even in the face of it all.

[handsomethrowrug]

VERSES

Under the read-more is a breakdown of all the verses that take place on this blog. The first section deals with verses in the timeline of his existence, and the section lists the different AUs that may arise.

If the links do not work, every verse is tagged as " v; [name] ", eg " v; i could be king " (excluding quotation marks). There are no special symbols used.

To Summon a Ghost - Main Verse #1. Set after the movie (and post-Lion Guard if that’s applicable). Scar is dead, and can only appear as a fire-based ghost. He can be found either by those who have summoned him through the use of a fire (whether willingly or accidentally), or by those who have a natural connection to the supernatural. He can also be found by those who can access the limbo between life and death. 

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I Could Be King - Main Verse #2. Set at any point before Mufasa’s death. Scar is the younger brother of the King, biding his time to take a position that he believes to be rightfully his. This setting is also the default for crossovers.

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The Rightful King - Set during the latter part of the movie. Scar is the king of a Pride Lands that is dying from a prolonged drought. Though he tries to maintain order and solve the problems facing him, it isn’t enough. The further into the reign the story is set, the more unstable he becomes. However, for most who reside near Pride Rock, he would still act as though he is not breaking apart under the seams.

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I Have a Plan - The Lion Guard verse. Scar is the revenge-driven volcano spirit, convinced that if he can’t have the Pride Lands, no one else can.

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Before the Scar - (Despite the name, Tacari does have the scar from a young age.) This setting covers the days from a bright-eyed cub to a bitter young adult who feels like all opportunities have been taken from him. Where applicable, this will also cover the era that he led the Guard.

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AU SETTINGS

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King of Sunlit Plateau - The Dreamlight Valley verse. Generally set after all his missions are completed. As a king of a small area called ‘the Sunlit Plateau’, Scar lacks the envy that consumed him in another setting, and is considered less ‘dangerous’ than he might otherwise be. He’s trying to behave, but it is difficult trying to adjust to a world that wants him to follow all their rules while refusing to understand who he is. He can’t mess this up, not after being reunited with his precious trinket. This is a good alternate setting for crossovers with other Disney characters.

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The Heartless King - The Kingdom Hearts verse. After all the work Scar undertook to become King of Pride Rock, including making a deal with Pete, he’s not willing to give up the throne so easily. If that means he will persist through death to haunt the kingdom, he’ll do it.

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Survived the Flames - An AU where the hyenas did not kill him. Scar was able to escape to the Outlands in a badly injured state. Time was not kind, and he is not in a position to strike revenge. He is a weak, elderly rogue lion who would not stand a chance in a fight. Instead, he watches from outside the borders of the only place he knew home as it thrives once more without the strangling ivy that was Scar’s mere presence. He is unaware of the existence of Zira and the other exiled lions, and he chooses to reveal his true identity to the next generation. He instead uses the name ‘Taka’, even if the old nickname feels like it doesn’t suit. (This verse does not link in with the Lion Guard by default. However, characters from that series are welcome to interact.)

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The Rogue of the North - An AU where Scar failed to usurp Mufasa long before Simba’s birth. Instead of being killed, he was banished. Years have passed, and there is a rogue lion by the name of Tatu who works alongside the hyenas. Who is he? What does he want? And why does he want his presence to be kept a secret from other Pride Landers?

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A Captured Prince - Before Scar can get his plans into motion, he is captured by humans and sent somewhere far beyond the Pride Lands. With all plans destroyed, and no way home, he has no choice but to reluctantly accept his new situations. At least the humans can understand him. (This will usually default to the adult setting, but can be used for him as a cub)

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A Better Life - (AKA the 'nothing bad happens’ AU) A potential follow-on from the above verse if Tacari was taken from the Pride Lands as a cub, only to be brought back at a later part in his life. Gaining a wider perspective of the world has helped him see that there is more to his sense of self than being king, and he is able to find a new purpose for himself in life while staying in the Pride Lands. He is still the antisocial, dramatic and sassy uncle, but this time around there is no intent to kill.

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Lost Soul on the Isle - The Descendants Verse. Scar is one of the few villains that has opted to remain in his true form. However, he will encourage his cubs to take advantage of human forms to help further their goals. He has no interest in getting personally invested in overthrowing those on Auradon.

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The Corrupt Businesslion - The Zootopia verse. Tacari is a lion highly ranked in the family enterprise run by his older brother Mufasa. He is a grump, but tries to help where he can. But once business has closed for the night, he begins his second ‘job’ as Scar, the puppet master of a gang of hyenas causing trouble around the city. Of course, no one can prove the connection.

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Revived But Not Alive - There may come a day where someone is able to revive Scar into a physical form, and in return gain a useful ally.

[itsumoegao]

Verses NOTE: Some verses include NPCs which are characters I will write for who are vital to the verse but their interactions will be very minor. Ex. If Izuku fell unconscious, I would have an NPC take him to safety or before meeting Izuku, an NPC could lay down the expectations to your muse before introducing Izuku. If you see your muse as an NPC, please do not feel pressured to write in that verse!

NOTE for Single Ships: Few verses are in a single ship with a character but not with another blog's muse. Ex. If I have a verse where Izuku is in a single ship with Himiko Toga, all Togas are open to ship with him. However, do not feel force that you have to ship if you are a Toga rper!

Quirk Verses.

V. Little Hero [ 14 and Under ] Child \ Teen He loved nothing more than watching All Might videos, playing with Kacchan and playing rescue with his mother.

V. This is My Story [ 15-18 ] Main Verse He was accepted into UA. His journey to become #1 finally began. It wouldn't be easy, Izuku knew this well but he was willing to put himself on the line to achieve his dream.

V. Achieving Ultimate Feeling [ 18+ ] Pro-Hero Verse He graduated and began to go pro.

V. Late Night Devil [ 16 ] - Method to My Madness Villain Verse NPCs: LOV He knew his friends would not understand. It seemed he had been captured by LOV but they soon found out, that was not the case. He went willingly.

V. Rose in My Hand [ 15+ ] Fantasy AU NPCs: Inko and Eri He studied his herbs and medicine diligently under his mother with Apop always around him. His knowledge of flowers and trees was the best way he could help those around him.

Quirkless Verses.

V. Every Little Lie Gives Me Butterflies [ 16-26 ] Villain AU - Black Swan Origin ◾ Card Deck Single Ship with Katsuki Bakugou NPCs: Dabi, Toga, Twice He was told he could not be a hero without a quirk. He decided to prove them all wrong by defeating heroes. V. Lost in Wondering Ghost AU 1 He remembered little of his life when his heart once beat, when he could feel the warmth of another. Wondering for some purpose, to be seen by someone at least, he often finds himself lost. V. Dove [ 14 ] Ghost AU 2 [ Suicide Tw ] He dove.

V. Heart Got Teeth [ 21 ] Werewolf AU He was the leader of the pack. V. Prove Them Wrong Together [ 10-20 ] Pokemon AU He heard the unmistakable sounds of a crying sobble and took in the small pokemon people called useless for always living up to its name. He decided to show the world it could be a great pokemon. V. Trade This Life for Fortune and Fame [ 24 ] Rockstar AU He cut his hair and changed his name, successfully becoming the founder of a rock band named Apophis Kiss as leader singer and base.

Closed Verses.

V. TBD Kitsune AU [[ with @shiningxfates and @rockhardhero ]]

[jordli]

i know i made a joke post last night about my "takes" regarding the finale, but here's a most serious post detailing my takes on the season + finale, as well as where it leaves my portrayal for jordan and this blog. spoilers under the cut!

season takes;

i really enjoyed this first season. as a college student myself, i found myself relating quite a bit with the dialogue + the way the characters act. granted, i'm not a supe (thank god) but... it felt real in ways that not every teenage/college based show does. so kudos to amazon for that.

big fan of limoreau!!! (yes that's the ship name, i did my research for this post...) love the enemies-to-lovers trope, but i do wish they'd had a slight better build-up. i feel like their relationship, imo, was a little rushed + came out of nowhere but... it's a queer relationship so you know what, i'll let it slide

finale takes;

loosely spoke to zawn about this last night, but i do think jordan could have taken sam in the beginning scene. i don't think it would've ended well, but i do think jordan is the only one out of the group with the abilities to actually... fight sam. (but i think there will come a time where... they won't be able to. like sam is going to become too powerful.)

big fan of cate + sam joining the seven. not only from a story standpoint, but also just keeping longevity for the franchise type of way? marvel (their movies) really failed at bringing in their new/younger cast and making them feel embedded in the story, which they're ultimately paying for now. i feel like the boys franchise is trying to avoid that and they've done in properly, imo, so far.

loved the finale coming full circle: jordan beginning the season protecting/saving marie, marie ending the season protecting/saving jordan. truly a moment for television history imo. but my god why was jordan walking so slow across that grass...

i do believe the theory that the godolkin crew is being held by victoria. it only makes sense to me, and i just saw a reddit post saying andre is even holding a phone in the scene. i don't think vought would allow their prisoners to have a cellphone. so yes, i believe victoria has them because it's in her best interests to keep marie and co. alive!

where it leaves my blog + portrayal;

as far as my default/main verse goes: i'll probably make it pre-series. just off the basis of, once you enter the timeframe of the season, it's literally day-after-day stuff. i literally think this whole season takes place in the span of 2 weeks? like literally in canon?

activity will still remain consistent, but since the season is done airing, i do want to start returning to some of my other blogs that've been put on the backburner (@the2000bug for starters, where yes— i will be adding more characters from gen v)

if i do write threads post-season, i'll run under the theory that the crew is being held by victoria! at least until stated/proven otherwise.

jordan is over this shit yall: thats the main take away

[somerandomjewelleryonthefloor]

Solrin x LI stuff that just makes sense in my head: ↓

Solchael -

• She is currently trying to turn Michael into a cuddle bug. She wants a really cuddly and snugly boyfriend, so she's incredibly over affectionate to him so it can rub off on him. It's slightly working because he's getting more prone to being a little touchy feely with hand holding. "Curse you Sol" - Michael

• she once had to look after his motorcycle for a day since he was forced to go with his parents on this 'parent/child' bonding session with catching fish and going to a restaurant to eat.

At the end of the day, Michael now had a cutesy little wolf charm on his keys. What can she say? "They looked bland... Now they're cute!" - Solrin

• his nonchalance is rubbing off her, which is making him happy since they both can just chill and 'mind their business', since she usually was real nosy about public drama out loud. Now they can be nosy together in secret

• they try baking together as dates sometimes. It usually ends up with them getting mad at being in each other's way, them kissing too much and forgetting they have food burning somewhere, or just eating the batter and then just buying stuff at a bakery. No inbetween

• they both have a small possessiveness problem. More Solrin than Michael, but you bet they don't like being away from each other's eye for too long in crowded places. Solrin likes to put on bright lipstick and kisses him all over to make it obvious, Michael would just casually swoop by and hold her close and give her his jacket.

They just like eachother a lot.

Calrin -

• actual snuggle bugs for eachother. They just can't stop holding eachother and cuddling up like 2 cold cats in front of a heater in a shared cat bed. They're addicted honestly- but who can blame them? 1 is a 6'1 tall beefy jock who's literally a golden retriever, 1 is a slightly muscly 5'10 girl who wears really cuddly stuff (furs and fuzzy and crocheted stuff, and plush stuff). "It's necessary! It's to keep my girl warm and safe!"

• Trust Caleb will take her on the cutest dates known to man. Like cat cafe dates (though he doesn't go in the cat area, he stays at their table), going on a swan boat on a lake, having a cute ol fashioned picnic in a park, even just roasting marshmallows by the campfire in his backyard... "You really are the sweetest man ever~" - Solrin

• she loves wearing his clothing. His sweatpants, his tops, his hoodies- ESPECIALLY his striped white & black sweatshirt. She never takes it off if she's wearing it. Caleb lets her, he doesn't mind- he likes seeing her in his clothes anyway, she looks nice in them.

• she loves kissing him. 1 because she just loves kisses, 2 because she can feel his smile on her lips when she does and it makes her heart feel all gooey inside. Sometimes she goes overboard and kisses him so much that his face & neck ends up a glittery/glossy mess. He doesn't mind though.

• they're just drunk in love. Absolutely wasted on endorphins and romantic chemicals. They love just giving eachother kisses with their eyes, and just hanging around eachother.

They chilling fr.

Solade -

• S-U-P-P-O-R-T-I-V-E what's that spell? You BET Solrin is seated at every game Jade is playing when Hearst Isn't Versing Berry. She's the loudest in the crowd- ESPECIALLY when Jade gets their team a point and/or wins the game. "BEAT THEIR ASSES JADE!" - Solrin

• she also loves to give Jade sports team merch that she knows she'll love. Baseball bat keychains? A signed hat? Some limited edition cups? Solrin already swiped it for Jade. Even if something is out of stock, she'll just make Jade something handmade about her favourite sports teams! "I don't know how you do it, but thanks!" - Jade.

• Jade takes her on thrift dates. Thrifting is their main date idea, almost every week they go thrifting to see whatever is available to buy or look at. She even takes Sol to unknown thrift stores and antique stores just to see all the cooky shit people bring in and the stories they can make about said cooky shit.

• Jade also likes to lift Solrin up. Jade is a jock, she definitely does sports, please she WILL be somewhat muscly. She has no problem grabbing her 5'10 gf and picking her up and swinging her around after her team wins a game.

• they're both addicted to milkshakes. If they have a cafe date, a date at the golden griddle, going around town together- they're getting milkshakes. Cedar Cove milkshakes just hit different...

All in all, WLW supremacy.

Solgan -

• Morgan doesn't like Solrin because of how pretty she is. She really doesn't, because how can she concentrate when a tall curvy goddess is in front of her staring at her and giving her half-lidded eyes? This raging lesbian brain is NOT functioning. "Dammit, can you just not be hot for 2 seconds?" - Morgan

• she probably spends most of her time at Sol's house anyway. Her dad is chill and makes good hot choco, and also she likes just chilling in her loft bed, even if it's just too stare at the ceiling- her house can sometimes be too loud with her mother's music blasting from the lounge when her mother cleans... "You know I've never seen you so calm before... Its nice." - Solrin

• Solrin loves Python. She loves Python a ton, so much so that she keeps giving python head kisses and holding her. Python likes her since she doesn't try and bite her, which makes Morgan angry since Python loves giving Morgan little hisses and bites sometimes.

• she also loves wearing Morgan's denim jacket as a top. Just to wear as a top and nothing else. Of course she asks Morgan, and Morgan DOES mind when she does, but her gf looks hot in it, so it's whatever...

• they probably make out a lot in Morgan's car- and then act like nothing happened and they just go and get something to eat... Though Solrins earrings and jackets can be found in the backseat tidy somewhere.

They're THE dynamic. C'mon now.

[dsknsk]

Analysis of ‘Traffic Jam’ by Niru Kajitsu

‘Traffic Jam’ is a song written by Niru Kajitsu utilizing v flower. It struck me first as a funky and cool song, but when I made my own MV of it, I realized that this song is actually a scathing commentary on the society as how it is now. Unlike all English songs I know that fall under that same descriptor, it’s brought more subtle but is increasingly obvious for those who see it.

I’ll be using the translation from bluepenguin for this analysis. I’ve both included the original MV and my MV of it, the latter using the cover from Aohi Rame (I feel like she really carries over the emotion in this song). The original MV does have some flashing in it, mine doesn’t have it.

Intro

So before the singing even starts, we get this short bit of a car driving, and then crashing, with the appropriate ‘crash’ sound accompanying it. The background is dotted with eyes, which are initially all looking at the viewer (or at the car, same general direction). When the ‘crash’ happens, they all look towards the direction the car drove in.

They are the eyes of the public. A crash has evidently happened, and everyone’s looking at it.

First verse

We are introduced to our two main characters. The song is sung in their perspective. Meet Flurry and Welter. They fit entirely within the aesthetic of the song with their entirely yellow and black color pallettes.

Then, we switch to the first verse.

Oh no, oh no, it’s a collision! Who’s at fault? Click, click, the flash went off — well, it’s kind of pathetic Would hanging yourself be a good apology? Would your parents forgive you for dying before them? Or not? Are you cornered? Can you run away like the coward you are?

This sets up the rest of the song. Instead of caring about anyone that may be involved in the crash, the first question that rises up immediately searches for someone whom they can put the blame on.

I’ve included the image of these two people, because they’ll be important for later.

The collision is immediately noticed, as we saw at the beginning. However, instead of asking ‘Is the driver alright?’ or ‘How severe is the damage?’ or anything else that shows concern for the people involved, the very first question is ‘Who’s at fault?’

And the blame is immediately put on this man. The collision is treated as something so serious, that hanging himself is the first apology that’s proposed (with him once again being looked at by the public). This does suggest that the collision itself may be a further metaphor for more ‘serious’ things.

He does follow up on the suggestion, and immediately, Flurry and Welter appear, Flurry wielding a net and Welter with a pair of scissors in his hand. They have ‘caught’ him, and now he’s going to pay.

The man tries running away, for which the lyrics call him out for. You can quickly see two monstrous figures that represent our two main characters when he runs away.

Oh no, not again — another collision! The traffic light is blinking red Who’s at fault this time? It doesn’t matter who It’s, uh… that guy’s fault! Fuck compromises! It’s do or die, but don’t get carried away ‘S not our problem, right? The wholesaler won’t sell stuff like this

This verse makes it very clear that this song is from the perspective of Flurry and Welter. As another collision happens, the process starts all over again. They point to someone who’s to blame. It doesn’t even matter if he truly is, it’s just that someone needs to take the blame to satisfy the people. The line ‘It’s, uh…that guy’s fault!’ enforces some sort of randomness into the entire process.

Flurry quite literally points the finger to underline it even more.

Then the lines say ‘Fuck compromises, it’s do or die, but don’t get carried away’. The world of gossip is one with a black and white worldview overall, not satisfied with compromises. There is a word of warning here: don’t get carried away.

The last two lines of this verse mention the uncaringness of our duo. It doesn’t involve them on a personal level, they are just outsiders who happen to butt in. ‘The wholesaler’ is the media/social perception. If it isn’t sensational with a clear-cut answer as to who is at fault, then it simply doesn’t make for a good story.

Deuce Deuce Deuce! Til you die Til I die We won’t call off the fight due to injury Deuce Deuce Deuce! Til our veneers peel off, til morning comes Let’s you and me swap spit

Chorus

It’s been theorized to many as to what ‘deuce’ is. With the way it’s portrayed, I think it’s meant to be referencing ‘juice’, as in ‘the juicy details’. In our country you have what we call ‘juicekanalen’ (literally ‘juice channels’), youtube channels and the like that are dedicated to talking about gossip. These are controversial because it’s said that they don’t always verify their information that well and the way they get their information in the first place involves a complicated network of people. Sometimes they get the news before the official channels do.

These juice channels are coincidentally a very good representation as to what this song is about. Especially this chorus tells us about the mentality of Flurry and Welter, our two representatives of types of gossiping people like those who run the juice channels. It’s a sort of hedonistic mindset. As long as they can keep pretending to be who they show themselves as, they will be together and be ‘partners in gossip’, so to say.

The line ‘we won’t call off the fight due to injury’ also gives us a peek within their psyche. They are also unfettered: even if people genuinely get hurt as a result of their gossiping, whether that’s mentally or physically, they simply won’t stop, because as they stated before: it’s not their problem.

In the instrumental bit we see two object heads, both with fruit as their head. I think this is a pun on the word ‘juice’ since literal juice is most often fruit-based. This person in particular has another apple on their head and is bound (hearkening back on Wilhelm Tell) and they’re framed as the victim.

Picturing them as an object head, and that of an apple to boot, dehumanizes this person - there’s no care about who they are and how they feel, just that they’re appointed as the one to blame. Eventually, an arrow is shot through their apple head, not through the apple on their head.

Third verse

Oh, how sad — tragic things just keep happening, don’t they? It’s good that this truly selfish soul was given life, but… Constantly finding fault and poking holes is just human nature It’ll be healed by the flame ignited by claws

Funfact: the banana object head is also seen shortly after the chorus, here.

The beginning of the second verse marks the second time that Flurry pushes Welter away. They’re certainly not a perfect duo, but they do have the same goal in mind so in that way they are still like-minded.

Then there’s this line: ‘Constantly finding fault and poking holes is just human nature.’ This is their defense as to why it is like it is: they say that it’s down to human nature and there’s no helping it. Their acting is a result of something that just can’t be helped. It’s just so easy to do it. It’s also illustrated in a literal sense, as the ‘searching’ is made literal as in looking closely.

‘It’ll be healed by the flame ignited by claws’ is what I think cryptic for that once a ‘hole’ is found, it is ‘patched’ by everyone pointing it out and making a show of it. People will literally search for the tiniest mistakes in someone else to bring them down, whether it’s in the past or currently going on.

Wait a sec, in this town the night is bittersweet It just ends up with the tiny lights freezing over A weather-beaten distraction, a sacrifice of sophism Anyway, it’s gotten hard to live in this world, huh? Inferior moaning

The characters have lost their ‘heart’, their ‘empathy’ long ago. The world is a hard place to live, something that they even outright say in the last line. It encapsulates this song quite well, honestly. In order to not be the victim of others, they have lost their own empathy to be the one pointing the finger instead. You see Welter casually sipping the ‘juice’ (see the pun from before) and Flurry hanging another body again (refer to first verse).

Also, the ‘Inferior moaning’ is pronounced as ‘retsu shingin’, i.e ‘let’s singing’. An object head also appears with a mic as to hint at this pun.

Second chorus

Deuce Deuce Deuce! Til you die Til I die There’s no way a chain’s being put around my leg Deuce Deuce Deuce! Til we’re soaked and turn into fools Til we sober up Let’s do it in a coffin

Two points of translation. ‘A chain’s being put around my leg’ is a form of the term ‘someone’s leg is being caught’, meaning ‘they are found out/their act is up’. It’s also, less commonly, a term for getting married. There might be a double meaning here, as Flurry is seen disliking Welter.

‘Til we’re soaked and turn into fools’ is translated from ‘gushagusha’, which is normally an onomatopoeia for being soaked, but it’s written with the word for ‘fool’ twice.

My anxiety spikes and I’m unsteady Once you get there, there’s no going back We’re dead people from the cradle to the grave

This is the first sign of our look beneath the surface of the two. Inside, they are actually just normal people who feel normal things like anxiety, and they have realized that once you get into the gossip world, you can’t go back. Their nihilism speaks through the third line.

Meanwhile, the visuals show us something interesting:

Which are the real selves of Flurry and Welter. This fits with the lyrics that give us our first glance as to who they really are.

Bridge

Ah, it’s the usual collision — who’s the victim this time? “Isn’t this pretty cruel?” That’s a good one There was never any end or any moral to begin with Dancing and being made to dance, the traffic jam’s getting worse But my pointless life has already reached a dead end I’ll pray faithfully every day That no one else will appreciate you

It’s a variation on the first verse, but with the information we have now. They never had any morals when they started doing this, never any true goal as what they tried to reach. They just want to gossip, want to feel better than the others and made up their own persona to show to the public. It’s all fake, hence ‘my pointless life’. They genuinely hate other people who are not themselves. Which is. Ironic.

The new bit shows them uploading another video online with gossip. But while they’re busy, they are spotted and as they turn around…

(Look at the patch of human skin on their faces.)

They’ve finally been caught by another couple that is just as disguised with a facade like them. Not even Flurry and Welter, who thought they were impervious, are immune to being victimized (and as it were, ‘replaced’) by others. Others who act exactly the same as they do.

Last chorus

Deuce Deuce Deuce! Til you die Til I die We won’t call off the fight due to injury Deuce Deuce Deuce! Til our veneers peel off, til morning comes Let’s you and me swap spit Deuce Deuce Deuce! Til a cough bursts out of me Til my throat hurts Let’s strip each other of our sighs If we stayed here like this forever I’d be able to get by without ever becoming human

Flurry’s disguise is melting away, see the grey tone of her skin melting away on her arm. She isn’t wearing her pointed hair accessory either. This is also shown during the line 'Til our veneers peel off'.

As the veneer is peeled off, so to say, by the new two that expose them (shown as them getting intimate) we finally see what they really look like. That’s right - the victims from the very first line. Note that their colors don’t fit within the color palette of the video.

Alternatively, this whole scene can also be interpreted as the real Flurry and Welter being confronted by their own fake selves, getting overwhelmed and being exposed.

The two try running away, in the same way as the nameless man from before. It ends in the same, predictable manner.

The line ‘I’ll be get by without ever becoming human’ points out that they don’t even care about being human. They just want to feel better, not feel human. The last line also underlines that, they won’t stop gossiping until there’s literally nothing left to gossip about:

Come on, let’s give up on life In this finished world, until the deuce runs out, Let’s do it, giving our flesh and bone unsparingly

At the end, the same man is stepping in the same car as the one at the start. Everything is starting all over again.

Conclusion

As I have put in the description of my MV, this song is about finger-pointing, gossip, and how our current society is obsessed with it. It’s about not even caring about the nuances in a situation and a pre-occupation with the shock that goes along with it.

[deakyjoe]

About Me:

Name: EJ

Age: 19 (painfully gen z)

Pronouns: she/her

Location: UK (Bri’ish innit)

Sexual orientation: bisexual

Occupation: student, studying for BA in film studies (1st year)

MBTI: INTJ (architect)

Likes: reading, writing, watching stuff, Marvel (especially Spider-Man), Star Wars (especially The Mandalorian), horror (especially Saw), music, musicals (especially Beetlejuice)

Current main interests (constantly changing): Pedro Pascal (+ filmography), Leigh Whannell (+ filmography), Saw, The Mandalorian, The Last of Us, Call of Duty, Heath Ledger (always), Star Wars

Current read: Haunting Adeline by H. D. Carlton (ebook), Ghost Radio by Leopoldo Gout (audiobook)

Current watch: The Mandalorian (weekly), Beyond Paradise (weekly), Narcos, Young Dracula (rewatch), Louis Theroux Documentaries, 911: Lone Star (weekly), Gogglebox (weekly)

Favourite films: Tangled, 10 Things I Hate About You, Jaws, Saw, Jurassic Park, The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent, Get Out, Top Gun, Prospect, Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, Brokeback Mountain, A Knight’s Tale, Knight & Day, The Social Network, Bohemian Rhapsody, The Princess Bride, American Psycho, Clueless, Legally Blonde, Jennifer’s Body, Some Like It Hot, Little Miss Sunshine, The Martian, Final Destination, The Batman, Heathers, Mamma Mia

Favourite shows: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, The Mandalorian, Friends, Criminal Minds, Sex Education, Stranger Things, The Big Bang Theory, Ghosts, Doctor Who, Merlin, Fleabag, Miranda, 911, 911: Lone Star, I Am Not Okay With This, Bones, The Mentalist, Death in Paradise, Narcos

Favourite actors (changes regularly): Pedro Pascal, Paul Dano, Heath Ledger, Leigh Whannell, Nicolas Cage, Jake Gyllenhaal, Viola Davis, Keke Palmer, Lupita Nyong’o, Lucy Liu, Gemma Chan, Joe Mazzello, Rami Malek, Stanley Tucci, Samuel L. Jackson, Willem Dafoe, Keanu Reeves, Queen Latifah, Angela Bassett, Jane Lynch, Tracie Thoms

Favourite YouTube channels (a lot of movie commentators): Aaron and Jo, Dylan Is In Trouble, MacDoesIt, Pretty Much It, Trin Lovell

Favourite music artists: Mook, Queen, ABBA, Olly Murs, P!nk, The Beach Boys, Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons, Elvis Presley

Favourite books: Stalking Jack the Ripper by Kerri Maniscalco, Forget Me Not by Karissa Kinword, The Martian by Andy Weir, From Lukov with Love by Mariana Zapata, The Mindf*ck Series by S. T. Abby, Abandon by Meg Cabot, Aristotle & Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sáenz, The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins, Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman, If We Were Villains by M. L. Rio, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V. E. Schwab, Once Upon a Broken Heart by Stephanie Garber, Twilight by Stephanie Meyer

This is just some generic information about me. Always feel free to ask questions if you want to know more :)

Uhhhh what else do you want to know?

[cwarscars]

I do have a question for Heid that is somewhat linked to Melissa - but how does he feel re. being a father to girls and then getting to be a father to a boy (Carwyn)? Is there something in him from that old-fashioned view that having a boy is 'better' than a girl, particularly considering Heid's own father and the environment he was brought up in?

random headcanon asks | always accepting.

aw MAN, why did i sit on this for so long bby?

i think that when heidegger had his first girl - it was that initial shock of being a new father you know? i'd imagine he'd have wanted a boy, purely because he would have felt like "shit, i don't know anything about women-" but i think upon having a little girl, he was late twenties/early thirties and was pretty much primarily blown away by the idea of simply being a father. gender wasn't really a factor too much.

i think when he had his second daughter, he was a little relieved. 'okay, i've done this once - i think i can do it again'. he wasn't mad about not having a son, but i certainly think he would have always wanted one.

now - i think as a younger man, had heidegger have had a son. he'd have been military raised. i think this for a few reasons; for one, his alliance with shinra is SO strong that he'd have wanted his kid to essentially have become rufus' best friend / right-hand. i think, in a selfish way, he'd have seen his son as a means of getting cosier and being in better favour with shinra and co. i also think that the two would have gotten plenty of military bonding aka the relationship he has with @chosenbythecrystal's noctis in our ffvii verse and somewhat similar to his relationship with @cinderella-gurei's chadley.

h o w e v e r -

when it comes to our baby boy carwyn ( and i say OUR because he's our bby lol ) - i always said with mel/heid and their son, that their son would be entirely away from that military lifestyle and i think the main reason for this is -

mel's influence of heid; her mellowing him so much and teaching him that life is not the military and those two getting their happy ending, like - he appreciates and is so content with that, that he has that learning experience of 'my son doesn't have to be military to have a good life.' in this verse, heid acknowledges that he never got the choice as a young man and ultimately - / wants/ - carwyn to have the choice that he didn't get. melissa is a huge influence in this and also in heid not wanting his son to go into the military. he loves melissa. like, really loves her. and the idea of their son going off to a war of being brutally injured is never something he'd want to see himself/melissa (mainly) go through. so, he avoids it all together by pushing the military influence off of his son.

the second reason is the timeline - they have carwyn around shinras downfall and after heid's near-death experience, i think he finally (FINALLY) realises that the war just isn't worth it. his son ( kids, love etc ) are worth more than a company that is ultimately dying / dead. he just wants to be happy with his family.

i think regarding his father's influence on his attitude to having a boy etc - there's some fear there. in a strange way. this goes into very sad territory, but as a child heid was beaten by his father and generally treated like a show pony rather than a child. he was paraded around to wealthy friends of the family but was not loved at all at home. he was terrified of his father, too. and i think - heidegger now looks so much like his father and understand the similarities between the two of them that he has that fear of becoming that way with his own son.

y'know? i could see heid being overly gentle with his son. he's scared to touch him too roughly, scared to hold him - he's overly cautious and it's probably noticeable. he does not want to be the reflection of his father. in a way, it perhaps makes him even softer with his son. all in all, the influence of his own father has the opposite effect of how he treats his own son. he's overly gentle and sweet to him as not to reflect the nightmare of his own upbringing.

[unvergangliche]

unvergänglich.

WHY ? THEY BEGIN TO OVERFLOW . . .

 [ˈʊnfɛrˌgɛŋlɪç; ˌʊnfɛrˈgɛŋlɪç] adj . everlasting, unfadying, undying.

independent frieren from sousou no frieren / frieren: beyond journey's end. penned by lily 25+ / selective, small, and attempting to be spoiler free.

RULES .

mun is over 25 / minors and non rp-blogs do not interact.

any spoilers will be tagged 'frieren spoilers' . mun has finished the manga as it updates as of now , so she'll default her verse to early main storyline and once more active, divide it into the story arcs thus far ! 

manga psd made by me, please do not steal, coloring psd made by animangacaps  , while any other graphics on this blog were made by me as the manga ones were .  border header by petra-rals , divider by @cafekitsune !

standard procedure, no info-modding or god-modding, frieren is a legendary mage of immense power and knowledge presently over one thousand years old. she is incredibly dangerous, incredibly lazy, but at the end of the day she is unbelievably powerful. proceed with caution if you're set on fighting her, as i tend to avoid fight threads, the odds are unlikely anyway given her lazy nature but still. she is incredibly wise and silly at the same time , callous and surprisingly thoughtful ( sometimes) and as her ‘time’ moves so much slower than other people, my writing aims to reflect that.

this rule of my boundaries set also applies to drama , callouts , and vague-posting. alongside homophobia / transphobia / racism and any form of unkind , inhumane conduct or bigotry will not be tolerated here. kindness will, but immaturity and cruel behavior will not.

while not unkillable, all fight scenes or conflict i'd like to plot out with you via primarily dms / my inbox as for now my ims are broken ! frieren can lose in a fight, as mentioned by frieren herself that in her lifespan she's lost at least eleven times , that said, with her hunger for more spells and grimoires, she will only increase in knowledge . 

as i continue exploring frieren, which is a very low key blog, expect slow replies please, and be patient as i will be with you, this is a very easygoing paced space! :) ! that said i will never pressure you into replies, so please go at your own pace too ! in terms of writing length, i tend to match my partner but have no real expectation of length or quantity as long as my passion is matched and i have something to work with. i am perfectly fine winging it and plotting just as much.

at some point, i will be adding verses ex: wha, clamp, mahoyome, ex, series not part of her canon . as of now i am only writing within her own universe , so please be patient with me as i explore her unique character . 

as far as ‘ shipping ‘ goes, the likelihood is nonexistent due to how frieren processes time, her own near immortal lifespan, and frieren herself. i feel sousou no frieren also is more heavy on the emphasis of the bonds of platonic and familial carry many of her new and old relationships. if it happens romantically (?), it's gonna be v rare, v plotted, and another 50 years long, and the only 'ship' i really see would ship is frieren / himmel . tl;dr: it's not the focus.

i do not reflect nor represent frieren , we are two different people, one fictional with her own set of actions and mindsets i don't echo as a person mun and muse are separate packages , my only goal is to write my own insight and thoughts from my vantage point to the best of my ability to do frieren justice in my own way.

i can't really think of anything else right now, but thanks a ton for reading ! can't wait to interact with you .

HEY , CAN I REMEMBER JUST FOR TODAY ?

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i saw your post on reddit. the new story is very good. do you plan on writing anything else in the got fandom?

ITW is my main project right now. Once I complete that fic, I'll start working on my abuse!route fic—but I do have four active WIPs for ASOIAF. I've gotten a lot of good feedback on my latest Sansa piece, so I think I'll do more ghost!au fics with different protags.

Below are my ASOIAF WIPs—please keep in mind that all the titles and summaries are tentative.

Title: You Are Someone Else (I Am Still Right Here)

Summary: “The first night he wakes to Tysha standing over him—head tilted unnaturally to the left, blinking down at him with haunting blue eyes—he empties his stomach.” (Or that one where Jaime Lannister can see the ghosts of dead maidens.)

Notes: This is the "Jaime prays to the Maiden and can see ghosts" companion to my Sansa fic. They aren't in the same verse—just similar concepts I'm going to consolidate into a series.

Title: The Violence (Becomes You)

Summary: Maenaera Belaeyrs was many things: a dragonlord of old, a dream walker, a blood mage—but she is also Shaera Targaryen. (Or, a dragon rider from Old Valyria is reborn as the eldest daughter of Aegon V.)

Notes: Everyone else in the fandom has an OC WIP, so I was starting to feel left out. There aren't enough unhinged/evil protagonists, and I love Aegon V's era. I plan on this one to be a long fic.

Title: I See It (I Take It)

Summary: Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess. And there she is again, and again, and again, and again. (In an ideal world the version of Sansa trapped in a time loop would be self-reliant, confident, and a fully realized queen dropped into her childhood with all the foreknowledge needed to fix the future with ease. This is not that world.)

Notes: I just think timeloop fics and Sansa are both separately neat—so obviously both together would be doubly neat.

Title: I Got a Name (And I Carry It With Me Like My Daddy Did)

Summary: "At the end of all things, Sansa stands at the edge of Winterfell and remembers when the world was a song." In one universe, Sansa Stark dies as the eldest daughter of Catelyn and Eddard Stark. In another, Minisa's eldest son survives the cradle. These things are not mutually exclusive.  (Alternatively, that fic where Sansa is reborn as Elston Tully sixteen years before Robert's Rebellion.)

Notes: I really enjoy transmigration/isekai fics where the protag gets dropped into the opposite gender. I think it results in some really fun work. I'm a big "write the stories you want to read" and I really want to read something like this.

Feel free to ask for previews of any of these (or any of my Your Boyfriends WIPs), I love sharing. :)