#isnt everyones second or third either

[piratefishmama]

I beg of you, start a new paragraph when someone new starts talking.

It makes anyones writing far easier to follow.

#writing tips #it was literally the first thing i learned in english lessons #and i know english isnt everyones first language #isnt everyones second or third either #but if you're writing in it... at least cling to /some/ of the rules #not all of them #because some of them suck ass and limit creativity and personal style growth #but some of them #the basics #the SKELETON of the rules #cling to the skeleton #tumblr bitches love skeletons #it also naturally separates your paragraphs! #which is never a bad thing

[tgcg]

bad mouther, hole master

TG: kissing with tongue is gross as hell

CG: COME THE FUCK OFF IT.

TG: what

CG: I'M SAYING SHUT UP.

TG: oh

CG: IT'S NOT THAT WEIRD. IT'S LIKE THE NATURAL PROGRESSION OF REGULAR KISSING TO EVENTUALLY INCLUDE THAT. IF YOU HAD ANY SEMBLANCE OF ROMANCE GHOSTING THROUGH THE DEVOLVING REMNANTS OF YOUR THINKPAN YOU'D APPRECIATE WHAT IT BRINGS TO THE NUTRITION PLATFORM OF ANY CONSENTING CONCUPISCENT RELATIONSHIP!

TG: youre talking about it like its a goddamn military weapon or some shit

TG: some kinda scientific fuckin method to fondle a dudes mouth with your own mouth thats

TG: thats gross

TG: this isnt supposed to be a debate before fuckin congress on the pros and cons of getting your mack on

TG: its i would say a reasonably personal thing to react about and thats just my reaction man you dont gotta arbitrate it

TG: and like why the hell do they have to linger on it so long in these movies do they really want me to immerse myself in people necking each other that much

TG: roll the sounds around in my earholes like im swilling a fine fuckin wine

TG: well my professional opinion is that shit tastes and sounds mad gross and tbh i havent seen a single movie where it was close to being any kind of necessary

TG: its just a cringy waste of everyones time

CG: YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT, AND I DISAGREE WITH EVERYTHING THAT COMES OUT OF YOUR IGNORANCE GASH, YOU LUMP OF TIGHT-LIPPED CLUELESSNESS.

TG: did you just homestar me

CG: FOR THE SAKE OF ARGUMENT, SINCE YOU'RE APPARENTLY DESPERATE TO START SHIT WITH ME RIGHT NOW: HAVE YOU EVER EVEN DONE IT?

TG: hell no

CG: THANK YOU FOR PROVING MY POINT.

TG: proving your point--

TG: bro have uh

TG: have YOU???

CG: EXCUSE ME? HAVE I WHAT?

TG: come on

TG: i walked into this stupid conversation with a fucking shovel and by god am i digging myself a damn hole big and wide enough for every dave across time to squeeze in so i might as well get cosy in this shit before we all start collectively shoving dirt in our mouths

TG: bet your ass im taking you down with me though

TG: grab your spade and get digging man

CG: GRAB MY WHAT????????

TG: just tell me

CG: ???????!!!!!!!!

TG: karkat

CG: NO!

TG: f-

CG: WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!!!!! WHAT PART OF "SHUT UP" DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND????

TG: wait no

TG: oh my god dude

TG: you can spin that shit all you want but you can do it the hell away from me

TG: i do not need to be hip to your weirdo foursquare fantasies

TG: patently not my business

CG: STOP RIGHT THERE. JUST SHUT IT. I AM PUTTING US OUT OF OUR MISERY RIGHT NOW. I AM CONDUCTING AN ACT OF MERCY ON THIS INSANE FUCKING CONVERSATION AND YOU ARE GOING TO ZIP YOUR LIPS AND TAKE IT.

CG: HERE IT IS: YOUR SINGLE OPPORTUNITY TO PRETEND YOU NEVER SAID THAT TO ME. I AM GOING TO FORGET YOU MADE A COMPLETE MOCKERY OF ME AND MY CULTURE THIS ONE TIME. AND LET YOU CONTINUE TO DIG YOUR STUPID, SHITTY HOLE.

CG: AND DAVE, I AM BEGGING YOU NOT TO WASTE IT.

CG: TO ANSWER YOUR SHOCKINGLY INAPPROPRIATE QUESTION, NO I HAVE NOT DONE IT.

CG: WHO GIVES A FLYING FUCK.

CG: HAPPY?

TG: ……..

TG: way to defuse the situation solid work

TG: real gold star effort grabbin that lit wick and blowing on it

TG: ok first of all you asked me first so dont act like im the one being a weirdo about this

TG: second of all i didnt mean it like that and you know it

TG: THIRD of all what the hell was the point of engaging the knightly theatrics then if you cant even verify that shit

CG: WELL FUCK, SORRY DAVE! I GUESS I'M JUST A FUCKING ROMANCE ENTHUSIAST! I GUESS I GIVE A MAJOR SHIT ABOUT THE THING YOU'RE OPENLY MOCKING TO MY FACE! IS THAT SO IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO WRAP YOUR THOUGHT SPONGE AROUND?

CG: AND IT WAS COMPLETELY REASONABLE FOR ME TO ASK YOU THAT, YOU CONGEALED FETID NOOKSTAIN! MY STATUS ON THE MATTER HAS LITERALLY NOTHING TO DO WITH THE POINT EITHER OF US IS TRYING TO MAKE.

CG: TRY TO KEEP YOUR NUGBONE FROM CAVING IN ON ITSELF WHEN I DROP THIS BOMBSHELL: I'M ALLOWED TO HAVE OPINIONS ON THINGS I ACTUALLY KNOW ABOUT, EVEN IF I HAVEN'T DONE THEM! I DON'T JUST GO TROUNCING THE FUCK ABOUT LOBBING MY UNFOUNDED OPINIONS AT PEOPLE LIKE I KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT ANYTHING. UNLIKE SOMEONE WHO MAY OR MAY NOT BE INVOLVED IN THIS CONVERSATION WE'RE HAVING RIGHT NOW!

TG: youre

CG: I’M TALKING ABOUT YOU BY THE WAY. THE SOMEONE IS YOU.

TG: oh gimme a break

TG: bro youre going apeshit over something you havent even done

TG: you know what that sounds like to me it sounds like an overcompensating fake fan who doesnt get any

TG: you heard of troll napoleon complex

CG: AT LEAST I ACTUALLY FORMED MY OPINION BASED ON CAREFUL CONSIDERATION --

TG: -- oh yeah i bet huh

CG: -- INSTEAD OF JUST BANKING ON NUBJERK --

TG: -- not a real thing you just said

CG: -- REACTIONS AND WRINKLING MY SNIFF NUB AT ANY SIGNS OF GENUINE PHYSICAL INTIMACY!

TG: stop saying nub

CG: YOU EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED BULGEWAD

TG: not too much worse than being a perpetual fountain of emotional diarrhea

CG: DON'T YOU DARE.

CG: DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO USE THAT AS A "GOTCHA", YOU--… YOU! FUCK!

TG: dude did you actually run out of insults

TG: okay this is getting concerning

TG: youre the international dude of verbal dunks

TG: that can not be happening

CG: AAGHRJRGHJRGRHJAGHRJGRHJAGRHJRGRHJRGRHRJR

TG: you cant run out of em youre like the ultimate peddler of hate

CG: YOU DON'T THINK I'M CRITICALLY AWARE OF THE HOOFBEASTSHIT I'M SPEWING NIGH FUCKING CONSTANTLY?! I AM PAINFULLY COGNIZANT OF HOW MORONIC EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS!!!!

TG: feel like ive done some damage here

CG: ESPECIALLY MYSELF!

TG: alright bud time to calm down

CG: YOU CALM DOWN!!!!

TG: okay whatever!

CG: WHATEVER!!!!!!!!

TG: jeez

…

TG: here

…

CG: UGH.

TG: yeah

TG: really glad stuff like this happens in private

CG: YEAH. SAME HERE.

CG: JEGUS, CAN WE GO BACK TO BEFORE WE HAD THIS CONVERSATION? I DON'T ASK YOU MANY FAVORS, SO SURELY YOUR SLURRY OF ILL-DEFINED TIME POWERS CAN ALLOW YOU TO DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

CG: JUST LIKE, WIPE THAT WHOLE THING OFF THE SLATE.

CG: LET'S START OVER. SAY, FIVE MINUTES AGO. HOW DOES THAT SOUND?

TG: what conversation?

CG: OKAY, GOTCHA.

#davekat #dave strider #karkat vantas #homestuck #comix #bad mouther hole master

[helloimaweirdo]

Double life,, 2!!!!!!!

I was bored and decided to re-roll double life soulmates and see if i could think of anything fun with these new pairs

so i took the double life cast plus Skizz, Lizzie, Mumbo and Gem because i wanted to include everyone

(i know that Gem was only in one session but we had an odd number and shes a lifer to me)

the pairs generated was

Joel and Lizzie (im not kidding)

Skizz and Mumbo

Pearl and Tango (it rolled Pearl and Scott first but i didnt want any doubles so i rerolled it)

Ren and Grian

Cleo and Etho (omg theyre back together...)

Scar and Bdubs

Jimmy and Scott (flower husbands,,,,)

Impulse and Martyn

Gem and BigB

now theres some absolute gems in this

first things first, the true soulmates: Joel and Lizzie

they were the first thing i rolled and it was so perfect omg,,,,,, obviously they are the power couple, the girlboss malewife. very chaotic duo and possibly a bit dangerous

next up: Skizz and Mumbo

now because those two dont interaact like at all from my knowledge i cant say much for sure, but i feel like the two of them would make a very fun team. with Skizz's impulsiveness and Mumbos redstone abilities i feel they could do some very fun stuff. I dont think theyd get very far but theyre here for a fun time, not a long time

Pearl and Tango

this one is kinda interesting. we have established that Pearl is crazy, we know that, but Tango is too just in a completely different way. Pearl doesnt beat around the bush much, she there and you know it. while Tango often works in the back seat in the middle of some crazy plot like Dare to Flare, Bet your life, or bringing a warden to the surface. combine these two and youd get some fun results.

Ren and Grian

first thing that came to mind: the dramatics. Grian is the known war starter and Ren is known roleplayer, do i need to make it obvious??? they would be SO fun to watch. Just by thinking about im upset that this isnt already a thing, god. I feel their shenanigans would be on par with the Bad Boys.

Cleo and Etho

if limited life taught us anything its that these two = divorce and im so here for that. this feels as if it be Cloe + Martyn Version 2. and considering and Etho on his own is a bit more pathetic then Martyn it would be very pitiful to watch. Cleo would be out girlbossing(as they do) and Etho would be struggling to do much, that or Etho would be also fine on his own but i think itd be better if he were a little pathetic yk

Scar and Bdubs

these two are impulsive idiots and would do nothing but enable each other and im so here for it. they would go on a million different mini mission in a single session. youd get whiplash from watching them. but i feel like this would make them either very dangerous or not threatening at all. who knows

Jimmy and Scott

flower husbands. what more do i have to say? Scott would be the pro player that he is while jimmy does nothing but get himself killed. theyd make an okay team is third life is anything to go by. i feel Scotts skills at the game and Jimmy's lack of would just balence themselves out a bit. who knows, maybe Jimmy would be the second one to die with a soulmate like Scott

Impulse and Martyn

a southlanders duo! these two were hilarious back in last life and they would be again. theyd make a pretty decent team i think. I mean these two were top two in limited life. theyd be a good mix of shenanigans and actual decent plays, a very good balance i think

and last but not least Gem and BigB

now this ones a thinker because Gem was only ever in one session of the game and did not once interact with BigB(if im remembering correctly) but going on assumptions i think these two would make a great team. first of all i think theyd be semi-wholesome. with Gems cottagecore vibes and BigBs general BigB-ness i think theyd be very cute. but also quite dangerous. Gem is a known PvPer (GeminiSlay!) and BigB makes his own good plays fairly often as well. Otherall very cute, but threatening team

this was a fun thinking exercise

and i want to hear your thoughts in the notes!!!!!

#traffic life smp #trafficblr #double life #life series #should i tag everyone? #i will #just in case #smallishbeans #ldshadowlady #skizzleman #mumbo jumbo #pearlescentmoon #tangotek #rendog #grian #zombie cleo #ethoslab #goodtimeswithscar #bdoubleo100 #solidaritygaming #scott smajor #impulseSV #inthelittlewood #geminitay #bigbstatz #i did it #woo

[vaguesxrrow]

charles rowland relationship hcs

a/n: i dont know if ghosts can change their outfits but i choose to believe so bc wouldnt we all like to see him dressed up ? also i wrote this so quickly, the dbd brainrot is REAL

tags: gender neutral reader

what being in a relationship with charles rowland would be like...

- charles will greet you with a bouquet of your favourite flowers plus some other species with specific meanings (he consulted niko on that!) on a first date

- if he plucked them from someone's garden or 'borrowed' them from a flower shop thennn it's for a good cause so...

- on a second or third or more, he'll show up with a mixtape he made for you - it definitely worked on girls back in the 80s AND present day

- he always has amazing style but you bet he made an extra extra effort to look nice for you !

- if you're arranging future dates he'll secretly want to coordinate outfits bc he thinks it's super cute

- when suggesting it he'll be kind of shy

- "y'know, it'd be brill if we tried to, like, wear similar things to match..."

- will kiss you when you agree

- if you wear jewelry he'll get you lots

- oh and matching jewelry for the two of you ofc

- him grabbing your hand and spinning you into a kiss

- charles is a nickname kinda guyy .. probably not 'baby' or anything but something original he came up with himself (bc he's so proud of the dead boy detectives name)

- likes it when you call him handsome or pretty boy

- when you kiss he'll hold your face gently

- likes when you pull him in by his clothes

- heat of the moment kisses give him the most thrill, like after an investigation nearly gone wrong

- when you're walking together he'll have an arm over your shoulder or around your waist

- when cuddling: prefers being the big spoon but if you wanna kind of just sprawl over each other he doesnt mind that either

- he'll scratch your scalp or massage you or something to help you fall asleep

- he himself doesnt need sleep but he'll lay down next to you and close his eyes so it isnt weird that you have someone staring at you while you try to fall asleep

- but once you're asleep he's obviously gonna admire you because this boy thinks you're drop dead gorgeous (no pun intended)

- top love language is quality time but obviously he's gonna be expressing his love for you in any way he can

- on special occasions like birthdays or anniversaries he'll make a heartfelt speech and give you a thoughtful gift

- you're guaranteed to like any and all gifts he gives you

- charles frequently consults the others on if they think you'll like something

- edwin: YES charles, for the millionth time i am SURE they will appreciate the gift

- charles: yeah, BUT do you think this will be better-

- when gift-obtaining, he does it on impulse and THEN goes to ask the rest of the crew but he knows you very well so obviously everyone knows you'll like it

- anything you give him he will treasure forever and keep in a box

#charles rowland #dead boy detectives #dead boy detective agency #dead boy detectives fic #charles rowland x reader #charles rowland/reader #charles rowland x you #charles rowland/you #dead boy detectives headcanons #dead boy detectives netflix

[lostidiot24]

🪐Unknown Lands🔭

Various x reader (Eventually)

/——/——/——/——/——/——/——/——/——/

Warmth covered your body as the feeling of weightlessness made you gain consciousness. Your blinking eyes tried to adjust to the bright light, but ultimately failed as you raised a hand to shield them. You groaned at the pain but quickly gasped when the reality of your situation came to you. The light didn’t matter anymore as you took in your surroundings. You were floating in mid air, but you weren’t in the sky. You were in another plane of existence.

The warmth started to collect at your feet and you adjusted yourself to where you were floating straight up. Waves of comfortable heat spread up your legs, imitating ocean waves. Some feeling in the back of your mind told you to turn around, and you did.

Everything went dark. Not as in loss of consciousness but all the light was gone and floating in front of you was the most beautiful being that ever existed. You didn’t know her name but from the very moment you set your eyes on her, you knew that she was there to guide you. Her figure was made up of a swirl of many colors while her eyes were pitch black with white dots. Stars. Was this the universe? Without a word, she gently set you on her large hand and held you near a wooden door. One last glance at her face showed you that she was leading you to a new life. A new home. Without a single word, you floated through the door and walked out of the darkness, into the new light.

When you came too, you were on the ground. Your knees and palms had dirt on them as you looked up at the view in front of you. You were home. You were finally where you belong.

/——/——/——/——/——/——/——/——/——/

(PLEASE READ) A/N: I’m thinking of making this a dimension traveling thing. Like an Isekai but with A LOT of different universes. Tell me which on you want first! (Any from my Fandom list, preferably the ones I know best.)

The reader will also be considered 18 in these stories! NO NSFW but I want to keep a consistent age within all the stories. I don’t like aging characters up really but it’s necessary for this story to make sense and not be confusing. Ages are below…

(YOU BEING 18 ISNT WEIRD BECAUSE YOU ARE IN YOUR LAST YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL IN SOME OF THESE AND JUST TURNED 18 IN ALL IF THE UNIVERSES.)

ROTTMNT: Mikey will be 17. Ages go up from there.

Batman/DC: Damian will also 17.

Ninjago: Lloyd will be 18 and Cole will be 21. Everyone else (-Wu) will be in between that. (I don’t know their canon ages or if Cole is even the oldest Ninja, it might be Zane but he’s just gonna forever be 20 for now)

Haikyuu: Since I don’t want to age some of them up cause it’ll mess with everyone else’s ages, I will only be writing romance for the third and second years (you are a third year) BUT there will be close platonic relationships with the 1st years.

2012 Tmnt: All 18

Bayverse Tmnt: All 20

IF A FANDOM IN THE TAGS ISN'T HERE, EITHER THE AGES ARE THE SAME OR I HAVE TO SPECIFY IN THE ACTUAL WRITING POST

#lostidiot🪻 #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #batfam x reader #dcu #dc x reader #dc comics #bat #ninjago x reader #ninjago #one piece x reader #one piece #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #obey me x reader #obey me #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #tmnt 2012 #tmnt #tmnt x reader #tmnt bayverse #tmnt crossover #gender neutral reader #lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid x reader

[dumbass-duo-showdown]

DUMBASS DUO SHOWDOWN ROUND 1 BATTLE 8

SHIVER, FRYE, AND BIG MAN AKA DEEP CUT (splatoon) VS TUBBO & TOMMYINNIY AKA CLINGYDUO (dsmp)

propaganda under the cut

btw trios are allowed, so don't argue about that

Deep Cut

They're very silly in a Team Rocket style

big man is just an idiot, frye isnt as dumb but she's not the smartest either, and shiver is also kinda dumb and very EGO

Deep Cut serves as the second, third and fourth boss fights in Splatoon 3's story mode. They literally ignore what turns out to be a world ending threat just so they can throw hands with the player because they think you're trying to steal treasure from them despite the fact that has nothing to do with you and your ally's motivations at all. After each of their boss fights they make their exit by throwing a smoke bomb at the ground and blast off Team Rocket style except two of them manage to fumble their exit in some way

Clingyduo

c!Tommy is emotionally intelligent and c!Tubbo is wicked smart but when they’re together they just have no brain cells. They cause chaos and grief shit and steal and have no brain cells. They tried to kill a necromancer and were surprised when it didn’t work. They started a detective agency, got the complete wrong guy, and were accidentally dicks to everyone. They fought in a war.

Dsmp spokesperson sad-ist animated them throwing each other, Tommy told Tubbo marriage fraud was a married couple robbing a bank together (and one of the married people owns a knife. He also forgot straight people existed while explaining this (he is straight) ), they sold Tubbo Bath Water

i'm not good at explaining things so i'll just leave a clip here

#round 1 #polls #i love polls #dumbass duo showdown #splatoon #splatoon 3 #deep cut #frye splatoon #shiver splatoon #big man splatoon #dsmp #tommyinnit #tubbo #clingy duo

[rzyraffek]

Hiiii I do like to request slashers with a really calm reader that as a kind and calm aura and talks their way out of situations and for some reason just makes however is trying to fight or attack them vent, cry on their shoulder without even noticing that and when they point that out the reader is just like Isn't that how it goes with everyone? "🤔🧍‍♀️🧍‍♂️" (male or G/n reader would be cool🥲)

YAaas😈 Will go will he/him pronouns

Request open as always have fun reading

Micheal Myers

S/o was vibing making tea in kitchen when micheal just spawned in hallway

So he either had to runaway or try to talk him out of this situation

"Eee you want some tea? I heard that the guy that thats chasing(DrLoomis)you isnt very kind isnt he?"(yes yes s/o trying to make micheal wanna kill somone else but not him yess)

Micheal enjoys smell of tea (bruh I love white tea with hint of rose/strawberry) and he for sure would enjoy taste of it but hes shy and nono dont see his face pls.

S/o wont make him vent mostly due him being mute and non comunicative at all but He definitly will vibe and think about how much he would rather be stabing Loomis rn

But ig he wont stab him? S/o makes nice tea, keep up,king, he might come again and again just to lisen him ramble about daily life and steal food from fridge

Brahms Heelshie

This one is opposite of Micheal. Brahms will probably instantly vent and cry. He wil talk about how lonley it was and how alone he felt and how everything was unfair

He will hug him, he wont stop for a while

He accualy never intended to kill him, never but He thought that he has No choice. But now He loves that he didnt kill him!

S/o is a great lisyner and great person to talk to! He is so matture and smart!

Easiest way to calm him down is giving him glass of water or cup of tea AND hugs of course dont forget about hugs

Brahms is a big babi he is emotional he will cry a lot

Asa Emory

"???Qhat you talking about??" Look nothing personal but He came here to like??? Kindap you?? Im mean yeah he would love to tell him how much kindaping people and putting them into huge jars is tiring but like??? Sir?? You gonna be in jar next??

I mean its more intresting than average screaming and begging for help🥰

He will start with "lmao this loozer thinks hes gonna talk me away from killing lol" to "yeah sometimes its so hard you know? Once one of them stabed me and I still have scar :( " and "oh you wanna see🤨😳 i mean yeah?😳" and takes his shirt off

He will kinda forgor he suppose to kill him and just vibes ESPECALLY if s/o likes bugs HE WILL BE LIKE: :D omg u like moths🥺😊? Wanna hold hands😳😈

He will eat his dinner and then ask for recipie

Billy Loomis

This guy already talks more than he should have. One question and he will do a monologue about his traumatic past and everything

Ofcourse not litteraly, he speaks in weird sentences (yall seen the movie) Nothing is said streight forward

He will hug them looking for support and probably falls asleep due to crying and huge amount of emotions

Then he will woke up and think "😳 did? Did I Just got laid? Noo its impossible wtf happened here??? Is he dead or???" " hi billy did you sleep well? Are you better now?" "AAAAAAAAAAAAA"

He is shocked, first of all he just vented, second of all he slept on somone with their consent, and third of all ??? He feels better now?? Yep s/o is definitly a wizard, yep no way it could possibly help, he just did some magic

Thomas Hewitt

I- Im not sure He ever expirienced somone just being nice, just being nice, without some plan to gain anything from it, without hint of manipulation or plan to use him

He wanted to kill him but He Thomas acually felt guilt, he didnt seem to deserve it. He helped his friends even when he himself was in danger.

Thomas broke when s/o started talking. Again Thomas is mute he wont magicly start speaking like eminem RapGod song

But he will akwardly hold his hands together and be shy (Thomas is shy guys)

S/o just seems to understand him so well

He wont kill him and he probably will be like "Luda🥺 theres this little goblin creature in our basement can we keep him💖" "No way in hell imma-" "he knows how to cook and do chores!" "Yeah sure we can keep him"

Cool his alive now!

Now just preapre for being thomas therapist for rest of life

Hopefully u like it, didnt really have idea what to write

#slasher x reader #billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #micheal myers #brahms heelsire #slasher headcanons #brahms x reader #brahms headcanons #brahms heelsire x reader #brahms the boy #micheal myers x reader #micheal myers x you #billy lenz x y/n #thomas hewitt x y/n #thomas hewitt x reader #thomas hewitt

[evalevaeva]

okay um sieun delusions... i heard this is a common experience for students who are class toppers in high school. once they get into an iv league school or a rly fancy high class school they're no longer special and gifted and smart cause EVERYONE is like that

so sieun goes to one of those universities and its his first time being in a school where... ppl are taking it seriously lmaoo. and he starts to notice that there's one student who is always just 1 rank above him. no matter what rank sieun got whether it was 10 or 2 yn is always right above him so he starts to notice her AND BOY GETS A LIL CRUSHY CRUSH HE DOES 😓

literally just make it fluffy or ill kill u

gifted | yeon sieun

- in which yeon sieun gets into seoul national university.

(LETS GOO SOMETHINGTHAT ISNT SOB WORTHY @slytherinshua i did it)

Sieun had done it. He'd gotten past all the bullying and the hardships and decided to throw away his past in Byuksan Middle School and Eunjang High School. He'd gotten into Seoul National University with a special scholarship given to the top 1% of the entire student body, taking the examinations in each region.

Sieun was used to being the only student who focused on his work and got good grades. University came as a shock to him as he stood in front of the noticeboard, the glass the only thing standing between him and the piece of paper. He wasn't first. He wasn't second either. He was in tenth place for the freshmens diagnostics test. Sieun couldn't believe it, as he turned to walk away from the crowd of students trying to find their names on the lower ranks. The Yeon Sieun had gotten tenth place in a test. The last time that happened, it wasn't pleasant. The name above his wasn't an unknown one. He had heard your name back when he was in high school, at cram school. He had never crossed paths with you, so he had never seen the use in interacting with you.

The boy could feel the sweat sticking his hair to his forehead. The students in Seoul National University were no joke, and it didn't take a genius to realise that. Every student had notebooks, textbooks, and most importantly, coffee. Sieun had never liked coffee, but feeling the lack of sleep every day caused him to become a crippling caffein addict.

No matter what he did, it seemed like one name could not leave his side (on results slip, of course). If Sieun was in nineteenth place，she would be in eighteenth place. If he was third, she was second. If he was sixth, she'd be fifth. It seemed as if they were binded together through the world of academics, and that caught Sieun's attention.

"The concept of biochemistry isn't something hard, everyone. Now, let's go onto sample questions," The professor spoke as the sound of pages flipping echoed throughout the lecture hall. Sieun flipped open his practice book as he read the question, his eyes widening slightly as he read the question. It definitely wasn't something easy.

"Which of the following are included in the types of glycolipids? N-acetylgalactosamine, N-acetylglucosamine, Xylose, or Cerebrosides?" The professor asked as he switched the slideshow to a practice question from the practice book.

The lecture hall was practically silent as students opened their guide books, worried as they realised that their confusion could lead to their downfall in their first year of university.

One hand was raised as Sieun turned to look at the girl who had her hand raised on the other side of the auditorium. She sat up straight as her hand was in the air confidently. She had a small smile on her face as she waited for the professor to call on her.

"Ah, one of our top students! y/n, what do you think the answer is?" The professor called out to the girl as she lowered her hand and spoke.

"Cerebrosides, they are a group of glycosphingolipids, which are the subgroup of glycolipids." The girl answered as the professor clicked on the slideshow to reveal the answer to indeed be Cerebrosides.

Sieun scribbled your name on the top right corner of the page as he rested his cheek on his palm, looking at the writing as he sighed to himself.

That was the first time you caught his eye. It wasn't something he could suppress for long. Sieun caught himself sneaking as many glances at you as he could without getting caught. He'd pretend to cough, just so he could turn in your direction to look at you or take a different route just to see you leaving the hall to the library.

You were always at the library. Similarly to the other students, you would mug till the late hours of the night.

You had your head on the table as you heard a light thud next to you, making you turn to the right to see a cup of coffee on the desk. You sat up straight to see Sieun sitting at the seat next to you, his lips in a thin line but his eyes betrayed him as he watched you, curious to see your reaction.

"Is this... for me?" You asked the doe-eyed boy as he nodded, turning to his books but his attention still on you.

"You seem tired today. You didn't get your usual coffee so I got it for you," Sieun said as you felt a pink hue engulf your cheeks as you looked away from the boy, coughing softly as you whispered with a smile, "Thank you".

That was the first time he felt his heart jump. Screw that, maybe free fall off a cliff? That feeling had him sitting at his desk at home, hand on his chest as he smiled to himself, giggling like a high school lover.

Sieun used every brain cell he had available from that day onwards to have a reason to talk to you. He'd drop his book, and you'd appear from around the corner, crouching down to help him pick it up. He'd buy you coffee every few weeks to the point that it becomes a routine.

"Yeon Sieun, second place." Sieun had grown accustomed to never being in first place. Instead, a smile grew on his face as he saw the name in first place, it was you. Sieun waited under the shade as he saw you and your group of friends at the noticeboard, reading the results as you turned away from the crowd and jumped up and down, excitement emitting from you.

"First! First again! It all paid off! Entering summer break on the best note ever!" You yelled as Sieun felt his cheeks hurting from how hard he was smiling at your antics.

"Sieun! Good to see you," you greeted the boy as you pulled out the chair to take a seat next to him in the library. Sieun gave you a small smile as you took out your books, placing them onto the desk as you began mindlessly mugging through the night.

Sieun raised his arms as he stretched, hearing a click from his shoulders as he turned to check on you, seeing your head on the table as you slept.

Sieun packed his stuff as he tapped you on the shoulder, making you jolt awake from your sleep.

"Sieun...?" you mumbled as sieun picked up the books from under your arms，packing them into your bag as he put your bag on his shoulder, surprising you.

"You seem very sleepy, I'll send you home. Don't go home so late next time, and don't stay up too late. You're getting eyebags and...you'll make me worried, " Sieun said as you got up and pushed the chair into the table, following him as you both walked to the bus stop.

There was an awkward silence until you decided to ask him a question, "Sieun, why did you start talking to me? I mean, it's not strange, seeing as we're taking the same course...".

Sieun stopped in his tracks as he calculated in his head the chances of you rejecting him at that moment. 33.3 in a 100.

"It's because I like you." Sieun admitted as if it was a passing comment. You turned to look at him, eyes wide as you tilted your head in confusion.

"You're serious? You actually like me?" You ask him, trying to find a hint of humour in his voice, but his voice was anything but humorous.

"I can't see a day in my life without you from now on. Will you give me the honour of being the one by your side till the end?" Sieun asked as you couldn't help but look into his eyes that seemed to hold every inch of the universe in them.

That was the day that Sieun was no longer alone in his life.

Every day seemed to be filled with you. He'd pick you up from your apartment and cook you breakfast, sit with you in the lecture hall, buy you your coffee, go out for dinner, and finally, send you home safely.

Sieun would help you prepare for practical examinations while you helped him prepare for theoretical examinations, the both of you were the most envied CC.

CC, Campus Couple. Sieun wouldn't have thought he'd have someone to accompany him, but somehow, you were gifted, right to him.

#weak hero class one #weak hero #yeon sieun #sieun fic #sieun x reader #sooho fic #sooho #ahn sooho

[storkmuffin]

People not believing James and Miranda are romantic really baffles me as well. I get that its a plot twist that James loves Thomas but this isnt a plot twist where its you think person a loves person b but they actually love person c.

And like the evidence for them not being romantic is like what? That we dont really see them kiss? That the one time we are shown they are having sex its bad? Im pretty sure the sex scene is more to establish that James is not like the other pirates. And there are a plethora of reasons for why the sex was bad this one time instead of jumping to the conclusion they only have bad sex. For example james is wounded at the time. As for the kissing people dont need to kiss often to be in a romantic relationship. Anne and Jack dont kiss that much on the show either. And theres the fact everyone knows barlow is flints woman that would not have come out of nowhere.

Dont people like the poly aspect of it? Is it biphobia? I hope not because this is the best i have seen of a poly relationship in media, though I havent come across it a lot. Where i can clearly see how and why three people all love each other rather than it being a convenient way to end a love triangle where i feel like two of them dont care for each other that much.

Can I just say THANK YOU for giving me these Miranda-James thoughts? Because thank you.

Miranda Barlow and her ways of being loving, her ways of being romantic and sexual are all pretty unique and there's not a single thing about her that isn't complicated. In addition, she's a WOMAN woman, not girly, not crushing out, sexually liberated AND discreet about it, not constantly in the throes of some trembly emotion but is actually a very tough person, designed to be a fully grown lady - in sum, she's a bit hard to wrestle with for a lot of people. She's happily (very very much) married to a man and they adore each other as people AND ALSO for how they can together build a joint life they both like. There's a hard edge of pragmatism to her, which I find super hot, because I'm a hard edged pragmatic woman myself, but I think that makes it hard to see how romantic she actually is. The joy of the Thomas-James-Miranda poly connection for me is from the fact that these two men not only find her hot but they find her hardness and pragmatism hot. SO unusual. Second, she likes men who are bi, and doesn't seem to have much interest in monogamy or faithfulness at all. Again, non standard. Third, she DOES have a romantic relationship with James BUT there's always that constantly calcuating, assessing mind that she has - she approaches James because he's cute, she can tell he's a rule breaker and fucking around with rule breakers is ironically a good way to be discreet, AND she can see that he's crushing out on her husband, which she actually likes about him. She recruits James into the group project of protecting and enabling Thomas - that was part of the attraction. It's not a swooning, like, I must have you and will die without you type thing at all, which is generally the easily digestible formulation of romance. Moreover, Miranda uses sex in a variety of ways - for fun, for love, as stress relief, as a game, to make a point to a houseguest - and on pirate island she just does NOT have as many options as she used to in London, so I take it as, we saw her have "make Guthrie unhappy and I need an orgasm" sex rather than "express my desire for you" sex with Flint, which he fully accepted and uh, cooperated with.

And then there's the fact that shipping in most fandoms tends to be done by male-attracted women who want to just do yaoi (very valid, I do this in other fandoms, just not this one) and so it's kind of inconvenient to have to acknowledge that James Flint does actually have a romantic relationship with a woman and does actually have sexual attraction to women, so that may be motivating the desire to just dismiss their romantic connection out of hand.

By the way - I would recommend (unless you are a super very pro John Silver person in which case the episode comes with a warning) listening to this podcast episode made by @heycarrots (It's REALLY great, overall, as a podcast full stop). TLDR for our discussion - in that episode Dr. Tankard posits that James Flint's romantic orientation and real sex life is basically to participate in a group project - he loves being part of a group that is doing a thing, and that's where all his motivation, erotic energy, everything, comes from, and that analysis really works very well for my understanding of Flint.

#sorry i just went off but your ask functioned like a prompt and i just had to say all the things about miranda #black sails asks #storkmuffin liveblog #miranda barlow #james flint

[trickstarbrave]

hiiii we're back at it again

this isnt edited yet. so. im posting it here for now.

omegaverse au 2: electric boogaloo (this is what i named this document. im not joking). it was originally just supposed to be an excuse for nerevar and voryn to be horny and fucking while on in a cart. but then my brain got carried away with politics and then got angst involved and now we're here.

this is 1 part. i think about 1/3rd if i had to guess. thankfully this part is smutty and fun for the most part. second part will be most of the angst, third part will be the reunion

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It was hot as they traveled from Balmora after selling off some items. At least selling Dwemer crafts and metal was good for profit to keep House Dagoth afloat--otherwise it would be hard to make due, even with specialty goods like carmine from those little red beetles they farmed. Nix meat and ash yams could only go so far to feed a people, after all. Even still, House Dagoth wasn’t very big due to the low resources. 

Nerevar prodded the Nix-ox to keep moving after it took a drink, the beast chittering angrily at him.

“Yeah yeah,” Nerevar scoffed. “I don’t wanna walk either, big guy.” He grabbed the tunic he was wearing, wiping the sweat from his brow. 

His shirt had been torn to shreds by a cliff racer, but luckily Voryn gave him one of his spare undershirts. He was prepared to go without a shirt, but Voryn reminded him of the last time he got horribly sunburnt, so he complied, glad that he had from how harshly the sun was beating down. Nerevar inhaled the soft, spicy scent from the fabric as he wiped his face, the scent of his own body mixing with it. 

A lot of alphas smelled off-putting to him. Either too strong, too musky, or just plain gross for seemingly no reason. Voryn though… Nerevar had to admit he did smell pretty nice. Something comforting and nostalgic about the scent of his skin and pheromones. There was a bit of incense that clung to his skin and all of his clothes, as well as a spiced quality to his pheromones. Just the slightest hint of musk too, and not to mention it mingled well with Nerevar’s scent which was like citrus and herbs--fresh, bright, and bold. 

It was nice to inhale, though he hoped it didn’t make him seem weird to admit it. He’s heard it was common for omegas to enjoy the scents of those close to them. Typically young children were scented regularly by family members, but since Nerevar’s grandparents and parents were dead and his uncle gone, Nerevar had adjusted to being without it. Only Voryn really scented him when they were kids, nuzzling against him affectionately to ensure Nerevar smelled like the rest of House Dagoth rather than an outsider. 

It brought back fond memories. As much as Voryn’s scent had changed from when they were younger, there was something nostalgic about it that tickled at his chest. 

“We’ll be stopping soon to make camp.” Voryn announced from the cart he was in. It was still afternoon, but it made sense. If they didn’t stop here for the day, they would have to make camp closer to the swampy, wet area of the bitter coast. And finding a decent place to camp there for a whole caravan when everyone was exhausted and annoyed was a pain in the ass. 

Nerevar was thankful for it though; he was beginning to get exhausted. Normally he did better on caravan trips, able to march for hours at a time due to his high stamina, but right now he was getting… Exhausted. Maybe it was the heat getting to him, or maybe he just wore himself out the day before. 

Another hour, and Voryn stopped them at a good place with solid ground. Everyone began the annoying task of making camp in the afternoon, sun glaring in their eyes. Their lord’s tent came first, before everyone else’s, Voryn then read in the shade watching them pitch the rest.

Fuck, now Nerevar was hungry too… Irritably hungry. He had eaten enough for breakfast and lunch, why was he starving? He groaned, dipping into his dried rations early, before curling up in his own tent kept close to Voryn’s. Normally he helped everyone else set up, but he was too tired right now, eager to just get out of the sun. 

He laid on his bedroll, tossing and turning. As the sun set, he knew he should give a few prayers to Azura, maybe even crawl out to grab a bite to eat and see who was on guard duty for the night, but… 

He was so uncomfortable. He felt exposed, hot, and miserable as he tossed and turned, his skin starting to burn. At some points he ended up dozing off to sleep, before waking up covered in sweat and his body jerking.

“Nerevar?” Voryn asked, climbing into the tent after night finally fell. “You didn’t come out for dinner--” Nerevar could barely crack open his eyes to look at Voryn, taking in the other’s flushed, shocked expression. Before Nerevar could ask though, Voryn shyly averted his eyes, covering his mouth slightly. 

“I… You’re…” He mumbled under his breath.

“What?” Nerevar asked, irritated. Usually he tried to watch his tone when they were on caravan trips; it made the others act out thinking they could smart mouth their young lord like Nerevar did. 

“I didn’t think… You went into heat.” He muttered, still unable to meet Nerevar’s eyes.

Nerevar was frozen at that sentence, turning it over in his head.

He wasn’t--right? He couldn’t be. He wasn’t due for a couple more months. He just had it.

“But I just went into heat a month ago.” Planning around his job as caravan guard was tricky for that reason. Luckily, Voryn typically went into ruts around the same time, so they tended to stay home together. “I’m not--”

Nerevar could feel how sluggish his body was though. He was hungry, but too restless to crawl out and get a bite to eat. Not to mention he felt exposed--he could curl up in his bedroll to feel more secure, but his body felt much too warm. 

“... Shit.” Nerevar swore under his breath. He was fully going into heat--not any of that faux heat netchshit some omegas went through either. And he wasn’t even near his room so he could feel safe and secure. He was on a caravan trip, exposed, some of the other canvasari complete strangers who would be able to smell him…

Nerevar felt nauseous at that, his hunger vanishing as he suddenly got the urge to flee into the wilderness. He’d rather that cliff racer had ripped him to pieces than one of those smug, piece of shit alphas he didn’t know hold him down and try to mate with him--

“Shh…” Voryn approached cautiously, gingerly stroking at his arm. Nerevar stiffened at the contact. He usually disliked anyone touching him in heat, and he’d never had Voryn nearby when he went into one before. It’s not that he didn’t trust Voryn as his closest friend--he did very much--but it was still a foreign feeling to his body. They were kept apart during heats and ruts, like all young adults and teenagers. Not to mention, he knew Voryn was uncharacteristically aggressive in ruts. “It’s alright. I’ll help you.”

“How are you going to help me?” Nerevar asked, ready to dismiss the idea entirely. 

“I’ve been told spending a heat with an alpha, even when traveling, helps alleviate the worst symptoms.” Voryn explained, trying to keep his voice level. 

“If I spend my heat with you, you’re going to go into a rut.” Nerevar scoffed. Again, Voryn was aggressive in a rut: destroying furniture, punching and burning his brothers, breaking windows, screaming… Getting in a fight with Voryn while feeling so vulnerable was the last thing Nerevar wanted. 

“It’s either that or you’ll have to deal with it alone.” Voryn’s brow was furrowed in more concern than irritation, at least. “And I don’t want those s’wits that got brought along grabbing you as they please, trying to make you their omega.” 

Nerevar shivered at the tone Voryn used, feeling his heart beating faster. It sounded almost possessive, and so very welcomed when his thoughts were slowly getting muddled. 

“... I don’t want that either.” Nerevar admitted softly. He didn’t want any alphas looking at him and making snide remarks, or worse--openly trying to court him or take him by force. “I don’t want that, I’m just…”

“I know it will still be uncomfortable and awkward,” Voryn’s tone was soft and soothing, “But I want to help you, Neht.”

Nerevar closed his eyes as Voryn stroked his hair, sighing shakily. 

“Your family will be furious, won’t they…?” Voryn’s brothers would want to rip him limb from limb when they found out Voryn spent a rut with Nerevar of all people.

“Let them throw a fit.” Voryn dismissed it. “I’ll take responsibility. Besides, it’s not as though I’d be the first person to spend a rut with someone without mating with them.” That was true; however ‘taboo’ it was, it was fairly commonplace for nobles to spend heats or ruts with servants from time to time and take the edge off. As angry as they’d be, Voryn wouldn’t be doing something outside the norm they couldn’t just sweep under the rug.

“... Would you be alright with it?” Nerevar asked softly, turning to nuzzle into Voryn’s hand, letting the other caress his face and scent him properly. 

“Of course,” Voryn smiled. “It might be uncomfortable at first, but,” Voryn glanced back at the entrance of Nerevar’s tent suspiciously. “I want to keep you safe.”

Nerevar took a deep breath, sitting up, and wrapping an arm around Voryn. 

“Thanks,” 

--

Voryn had ordered the others to take down Nerevar’s tent. He gave the excuse that Nerevar was feeling ill and Voryn would be tending to him, but Nerevar could see the skepticism in their glances. The other canvasari knew what was really going on by the scent coming off of Nerevar, and while they took the tent down they complained all the while that of course they would have an omega going into heat near them but that it would be Nerevar of all people. Stubborn, headstrong Nerevar who got spoiled rotten by Voryn. And of course they wouldn’t even get to ‘enjoy’ it, muttering to themselves that Voryn and Nerevar were probably already fucking before this. 

It disgusted Nerevar, making his whole body itch to hear them muttering and complaining as they took the tent down. Nerevar was currently laying on his own bedroll, various bags and a few cushions from the cart Voryn rode in as a makeshift nest around him, with Voryn’s bedroll on the other side. 

Nerevar didn’t know how you were supposed to start this sort of thing. He imagined most omegas only really climbed into bed with an alpha like this for sex, and Nerevar was at a loss. Did he just lay down and go to sleep? He still felt far too restless…

“Ah…” Nerevar gasped softly as Voryn climbed in beside him after grabbing Nerevar a plate of food, setting it aside before starting to scent him. It felt…

Nice. Comfortable. He closed his eyes, the heat in his body settling into a warm, fuzzy feeling. 

“I don’t want them enjoying your scent,” Voryn whispered. “So let me just…” He trailed off, nuzzling gently against Nerevar, as Nerevar let himself be surrounded by that musky, spicy scent all over again. 

In turn, Nerevar couldn’t help but nuzzle back, his hands clenching and unclenching at Voryn’s robes. 

“You smell nice…” Nerevar muttered.

“I’ve been told smelling an alpha helps with heat.” Voryn replied back softly. Not to mention, Nerevar was in fact thankful it would cover up his own scent. He got nauseous imagining what those bastards were doing with his tent that smelled like an omega in heat. He was likely going to burn it and buy a new one rather than even consider what disgusting things they could get up to.

“Relax…” Voryn whispered. “I’ve got you. They can’t hurt you.” Nerevar disliked how this up close he couldn’t hide his pheromones from showing his displeasure. Usually he was good at suppressing it, keeping it hidden for the most part, but in heat with Voryn literally breathing down his neck? Impossible.

“I just… Was making a mental note to buy a new tent.” Nerevar muttered. “I don’t want to think about what they might do with it…” Voryn growled at that, tightening his hold. Nerevar knew instinctively the sound should have frightened him—omegas were jumpy and defensive while in heat, after all—but for some reason it… Didn’t. 

Again, it seemed almost possessive. Like Nerevar was desirable. Like Nerevar was his.

Nerevar bit the inside of his cheek, pushing those thoughts aside. Voryn was just getting territorial; that was normal for alphas. He’d known Nerevar since they were children and Nerevar was his guard. It wasn’t about wanting to mate, that Voryn already made clear, but just protecting someone close to him. In a way it was possessive, but not in a romantic or sexual sense. He just didn’t want anyone attacking and forcibly mating with someone in his ‘pack’ so to speak.

“Your scent is so much more reactive like this…” Voryn whispered, before nuzzling against a scent gland. “Not to mention sweet…”

“That’s… Normal for being in heat.” Nerevar whispered, his hips squirming slightly. His neck was sensitive too—and didn’t Voryn know the fucking taboo not to go poking around an omega’s neck, especially when they were in heat? Then again, Nerevar should really push him away; he disliked alphas even looking at his neck to see if he was bonded or not, but for some reason Voryn was…different. “Ah…” Voryn gave one soft, experimental lick, earning a soft gasp and shudder from Nerevar, before he finally sat up.

“You should eat.” Voryn brought the food over now. It was just saltrice porridge, common on the road, with some spices, though it also had ash yam bread alongside it. Voryn dipped the bread in, scooping some of the porridge with it, and brought it up to Nerevar’s face.

Voryn was trying to feed him like mated pairs fed each other. Nerevar’s cheeks and ears went red as he realized it, before shutting his eyes tightly, before shoving the thoughts aside. That couldn’t be it. Voryn was just—he was just worried, that’s all. Not to mention he probably didn’t even know about that behavior and this was ignorant to the implications.

“Neht, even if you aren’t hungry you should—“ Voryn went to scold him, before Nerevar leaned in and took a bite, making Voryn smile warmly. The porridge was mostly lukewarm by now, but delicious from how hungry Nerevar was. “That’s it… Good boy.” Voryn stroked his hair as he fed Nerevar, the scent starting to make him feel lightheaded and fuzzy again. His thoughts were so cloudy in fact he wasn’t thinking right, going in to lick Voryn’s fingers after he finished the bread, earning a soft moan before Voryn tried to cover it with a chuckle. Nerevar took the remaining bowl and spoon, eating on his own and trying to force the feeling down, but Voryn continued to affectionately stroke his hair. 

--

When they got back on the road, Nerevar rode in the cart Voryn was in. It was an enclosed space, so already a big improvement from having to walk out in the open, an idea that made his skin crawl. Voryn set up the interior nicely--cushions and Nerevar and Voryn’s respective travel packs and bedrolls creating a nice little nest. 

Comfortable. It was, despite everything, very, very comfortable. Nerevar had slept surprisingly well for both being in heat and not being in his own room, lying comfortably in Voryn’s arms.

There was, however, one thing he hadn’t anticipated being such a problem. Nerevar knew mating season came with a heightened sense of arousal, but he thought that he could ignore it for the few days it would take to make it back to Kogoruhn, especially since he would be spending so much time with Voryn. All he had to do was not masturbate for a few days, that was all--it wasn’t impossible for him to go a few days without touching himself before, so it should be fine now.

Except it wasn’t. 

Nerevar’s hips shifted around often as the cart gently rocked, squirming slightly. All he could think about for a good while now was his cunt. He tried distracting himself, thinking about sparing or battle or even fighting that cliff racer earlier, but his thoughts kept coming back to sex. Even with Voryn laying beside him, one arm wrapped around his waist, Nerevar couldn’t control his mind. 

“You seem restless.” Voryn said softly right by his ear, and Nerevar gasped, his hips bucking forward on instinct.

“I’m just--” Nerevar didn’t know how to explain it without humiliating himself. “It’s… I’m in heat…” He covered his own mouth as Voryn nuzzled into his neck again, muffling the gasps and moans coming from his throat. 

“You’re aroused?” Voryn asked, equally soft, and Nerevar nodded.

“I know I shouldn’t,” Nerevar looked for excuses, hips still squirming as Voryn rubbed slow, soothing circles on his stomach, “It’s just--”

“It’s normal.” Nerevar could hear the smile in Voryn’s voice, despite not being able to see his expression behind him. “Go ahead, I won’t mind.” A strange sensation came over Nerevar as he shuddered hearing that, a hot rush going through his body, his arousal only intensifying. 

Was it alright? Were they crossing a line? Nerevar didn’t know where that line might be, honestly. He and Voryn had known each other for so long and shared so much--food, beds, clothes, drinks… When they were the age of majority they both drank together for the first time, making the foolhardy mistake of choosing sujamma and getting a bit too enthusiastic in their efforts to one up each other, admitting so many things while drunk before passing out in bed together that they barely even remembered any of them come morning. Those moments Nerevar didn’t find particularly sexual at the time, but were they that much more different to where he was right now?

Then again, perhaps Nerevar should have seen it coming. Voryn was obviously expecting it and had offered to share Nerevar’s heat with him. Nerevar should have known there was the possibility of the need arising. 

His hand unlaced his trousers, diving in past his undergarments, slowly working his way down as he shifted to almost but not quite on his back. Voryn’s hand shifted upward to give Nerevar’s arm some room in turn, still unphased, as Nerevar’s other hand stayed over his mouth to muffle any sounds.

Finally, his fingers were greeted by wet, slick flesh, a soft groan falling from his lips. He was wetter than he thought, leaking slick. He didn’t expect to be so aroused without even touching himself--was it because an alpha was nearby?

His fingers slipped inside, moving in and out slowly, the slick sound muffled by the fabric of his trousers. They felt good, but he was honestly missing the fullness of the toys he had back home. A nice, polished wood one with a large knot at the base was his favorite when he was in heat, giving himself a feeling of fullness he enjoyed even if he was just mindlessly playing with his cock while furiously reading a smutty novel. But more importantly, he found it harder to get off with the situation he was in--it was difficult to really get lost in the fantasies he normally got off to when someone was close by and watching him. He groaned in displeasure, feeling frustrated, until Voryn leaned close to his ear again.

“Good boy.” Voryn whispered, and Nerevar’s fingers moved much faster, his breathing quickening as pure arousal raced in his veins. His body suddenly felt so much more sensitive, soft moans now being muffled by his hand as his eyes fluttered shut. 

“Oh,” Voryn’s lips gently brushed against his ear as he spoke this time, making it twitch as Nerevar gave a needy whine, “You sound so wet…” Nerevar raised his leg slightly so he could finger himself faster. “Nice and wet for me, aren’t you?”

Fuck. He was jacking off to Voryn right now, wasn’t he? This wasn’t just masturbation with Voryn nearby--Voryn was actively getting him off, whispering in his ear. And the worst part was Nerevar was so turned on, his body responding well to the sweet sound of Voryn’s voice in his ear. He was even imagining Voryn touching him now, imagining Voryn’s fingers slipping in and out of him, Voryn’s hand muffling the moans spilling from Nerevar’s lips as he touched him however he pleased--

“Such a sweet scent when you’re aroused like this…” Voryn groaned into his neck, shifting his hips in a way that had Nerevar gasping again. He could feel Voryn’s cock pressed against his ass--confirmation Voryn was aroused too. Aroused by Nerevar. “Can you get off like this?” Voryn asked, his voice still so sweet, “Or do you need me to touch you?”

At the offer, Nerevar couldn’t even think it over. His hand came away from his mouth just enough to pant out the answer. “Touch me.” He pleaded, urgency in his voice, as Voryn’s hand snaked its way down Nerevar’s body and into his pants. “Ah--yes,” Nerevar moaned sweetly, before Voryn’s hand covered his mouth. 

Nerevar felt dizzy being touched like this. Completely at the mercy of Voryn, the mer he trusted more than anything, the mer he trusted with his very life. His thoughts were completely muddled, eyes rolled back as his legs twitched, his hips squirming, all reacting to the movement of Voryn’s long fingers sliding in and out of him.

“Gods, you’re soaked.” Voryn moaned softly now himself, hips gently rocking against Nerevar’s ass. “So wet for me Neht, ready to take my cock, aren’t you?” Nerevar nodded furiously, before Voryn shifted his other hand, sliding two fingers past Nerevar’s mouth. “Gods, the mouth on you too--” Voryn groaned as Nerevar eagerly sucked and rolled his tongue around the digits, moaning obscenely, though at a volume that it would be hard to hear outside the cart. 

“When we get to the next town I’m buying birth control,” Voryn whispered, a promise, though there was a desperation in his voice. “I need to be inside you. I need to,” Nerevar could get drunk off that edge in his voice honestly--off the knowledge that he was desired. He wanted it so badly too, he wanted Voryn to be inside him already, fucking him to completion. It would be even more intense than his fingers, so much more fulfilling as Voryn knotted him just like his body wanted, pumped him full of seed--

His body shuddered as the thought crossed his mind, trembling from his orgasm, his leg twitching as a low noise was pulled from his throat. He could picture it so clearly--Voryn’s knot pressed perfectly inside him, sealing every drop of seed inside Nerevar’s cunt in the desperate hope it took. It was such a satisfying orgasm too, bliss washing over him. 

“Good boy,” Voryn praised him again, his breathing heavy. “So good for me, aren’t you Neht…” He pulled his fingers out of Nerevar’s mouth first, letting the other pant, before almost reluctantly sliding his fingers out of Nerevar’s cunt. 

It was only a few moments until Nerevar shifted, turning to face Voryn, his hands going to Voryn’s robes. 

“Your turn,” Nerevar whispered dangerously close to Voryn’s lips, feeling every hot pant fan over his mouth. It didn’t take long to undo Voryn’s robes enough to slip his hand past the layers of fabric to the hard length he felt earlier grinding against him. 

“Neht,” Voryn whispered, a type of reverence in his voice. His eyes rolled back slightly, before black eyelashes fluttered as his eyes fell shut, his lips wet, “Nerevar…” It sounded almost like a hymn, a prayer falling from his lips, as Nerevar stroked slowly and lightly at first, learning what movements Voryn liked best. His cock was hard in Nerevar’s hand, and Nerevar rolled his palm around the head to slather it with precum to make the glide easier, Voryn’s hips rocking in time with his movements. 

“You like that?” Nerevar asked against Voryn’s mouth, before Voryn nipped at his lower lip, earning a soft keen from Nerevar. “Fuck…” He could feel Voryn’s canines almost nick him, and he became hyper aware of his own neck, the thought crossing his mind at how it would feel to have someone actually bite and claim him. “Fuck, I can feel your knot swelling up…” An alpha’s didn’t always form, as he’d been told, but it was more common in ruts. Still, he couldn’t believe it was swelling up just from Nerevar’s hand. “You want to knot me, don’t you?” 

“Yes,” Voryn was holding him tightly now, panting furiously. “I want to fuck you, knot you, fill you with my seed…” Voryn’s hips were thrusting in earnest now, fucking Nerevar’s hand. “I want you, I want you Neht, I want you so badly--”

Nerevar kissed him before he got any louder, alerting everyone to what they were doing. No doubt the other canvasari expected them to be fucking, but Nerevar didn’t want them hearing it. One of them might try and ruin the fucking moment, after all, loudly banging at them to knock it off, or might use it against them. Or, maybe Nerevar was just feeling possessive himself, wanting to be the only person who got to hear Voryn begging and pleading for him like this. 

Still, Voryn kissed him with a passion, his tongue eagerly exploring Nerevar’s mouth, gliding against his own. The kiss was messy, wet, as Voryn clung to him tighter and tighter…

“Neht!” Voryn broke the kiss with a loud hiss, his own hand moving down to pump Nerevar’s even faster, until finally he held it there, knot swelling, and came with a low moan. 

“Yes…” He groaned, ropes of cum shooting out into Nerevar’s hand and onto his clothes. “Yes, Neht…” 

“There we go…” Nerevar smiled softly, pressing soft, feather-light kisses to his cheeks. “Better?”

“Much better…” Voryn pulled him into an embrace again, nuzzling against him. “Mm… I’ll change your clothes in a few moments…” Nerevar chuckled at that, though he had to admit he kind of enjoyed Voryn making a mess of him. “Let me… Enjoy this.” 

--

Nerevar adjusted faster to their new dynamic than he thought. Maybe it was the haze of his heat making his head feel so fuzzy, but he was enjoying the newfound affection they shared. Kisses became commonplace, as was touching, nuzzling, cuddling. Even Voryn touching his neck was more welcomed than anything else, Nerevar leaning into it. 

Voryn was true to his word. They stopped at a small town, at least one with an apothecary, and Voryn ventured out of the cart to pick up several days worth of birth control potions. 

He hadn’t thought about having sex with Voryn before this. The thought crossed his mind once or twice, he supposed, but never seriously and more so as a jest. But now it seemed almost natural, their bodies falling into place with ease. 

At first, the sex was perfect. Passionate, all encompassing, mind numbing pleasure that left his body tingling. But they still had a few more days on the road back to Kogoruhn, and every orgasm took the edge off a little less. It was still as passionate as before, though every time was a little bit more desperate, something inside him craving more. Something was off and incomplete. It wasn’t quite enough--not nearly enough for him. 

Was it that they weren’t back at Kogoruhn yet? Possibly. His body was no doubt longing for the comfort and security of home, his back on Voryn’s bed, surrounded by pillows and blankets that smelled so perfectly like Voryn…

Or maybe it was the fact it was more emotionally taxing than Nerevar realized. This was just for convenience, after all. It wasn’t supposed to have any meaning behind it, just spending Nerevar’s unexpected heat together so travel would be easier. Spending a heat with an alpha was supposed to make it more bearable, and the other shitty canvasari wouldn’t pull anything if Nerevar was always by Voryn’s side, after all. 

But there was an ever nagging thought in his mind: this wasn’t going to last forever. This was a temporary solution to an out of the blue problem. For all he had adjusted to kissing Voryn, of stroking Voryn’s hair, of being fed by Voryn, of dressing and undressing each other and basking in each other’s warmth, he couldn’t enjoy this forever. They would arrive at Kogoruhn in only a couple of days after all--a day and a half if they were fast, as they were right on the edge of House Redoran’s territory as far as he could tell. And Nerevar already knew how it would play out when they arrived: Voryn’s brothers would kick up a fuss, Voryn would excuse it as necessary for traveling, and Nerevar would slink back to his room to spend the rest of his heat alone as always. Though, it was unusual that Voryn’s rut wasn’t as destructive as usual; Nerevar had worried about it initially, but Voryn was strangely calm, even able to go into town and buy a few things with relative ease, though he didn’t like it. Before, Voryn was so irritable and antsy he would fight just about anyone, but he was oddly attentive and sweet like this. Maybe they would be willing to let Nerevar and Voryn spend the rest of the time together, until it passed.

Afterwards though, there would be nothing else like this between them. And something inside Nerevar ached at the thought. 

“So tight…” Voryn moaned, fucking him from behind in the cart again. “Always so tight wrapped around my cock, aren’t you?” 

“You’re huge, that’s why…” Nerevar groaned into the cushion under him, his hips in the air. “Gods, even only half formed your knot is as big as the toy’s I have back home~” It felt so good, pumping in and out of him like that, the amount of slick his body was pouring out enough to make the glide relatively easy. 

“You like it, don’t you?” Voryn asked with a cocky tone. “I can tell just how much you like it, how much your body needs me…” He gave a sharper thrust, his tone shifting to demanding. “Tell me, Neht.” 

“Yes…” Nerevar groaned as Voryn grinded his hips forward, Nerevar’s legs trembling. “Yes, I love how big it is… I love how full I feel with your cock in me…” Nerevar gave a choked moan now, barely able to focus on keeping his voice down. He had to bury his face in fabric to muffle the sounds escaping him. “I love it when you knot me too, when you fill me to the brim~” Gods did he love the sensation. He was tired of feeling so very, very empty when he was in heat, and the feeling of being full of Voryn’s seed, his knot in place, Nerevar’s body locking around it in a desperate attempt to ensure conception as his body orgasmed non-stop-- “Please,” Nerevar pleaded, “Knot me, breed me, fill me up again~!” 

Voryn growled loudly at that, leaning over Nerevar’s body, nuzzling into his hair and neck, before licking at a scent gland. 

“You’re mine.” Voryn growled low, “All mine, Neht.” Nerevar tilted his head, his body growing all the more pliant at the possessive tone, before his body tensed, realization crashing over him. He brought a hand up, clamping it over his neck, just as Voryn went to bite down sharply. 

“Fuck!” Nerevar swore. It was hard enough to draw blood, but not enough to break his fingers thankfully. However, Voryn was displeased with that, growling aggressively, his pheromones heightening in rage. 

“W-wait until we’re back at Kogoruhn!” Nerevar quickly excused his actions, keeping his hand protectively over his neck. “Not here… Not like this…” Voryn’s hips didn’t stop thrusting, in fact seeming to get all the faster, his knot catching more and more on Nerevar’s entrance. “Please…”

“Nerevar…!” Voryn groaned loudly, before driving his knot in one last time, cumming inside him. 

The rush of heat of Voryn’s seed was quickly followed by his own orgasm, his body clamping down and milking his cock. If it wasn’t for the potions, Nerevar knew he’d be pregnant right now. It seemed impossible not to, not with how well his body was taking it, locking into place every time Voryn knotted him without fail. 

“Yes…” Nerevar groaned, another wave of pleasure washing over him, “Gods, yes…” Nerevar didn’t know how he’d be able to go back to just masturbating after this--after the pleasure he never knew could be so intense. 

After most of the pleasure died down, Nerevar’s legs feeling weak, Voryn pulled them to lay side by side, still connected, now nuzzling against Nerevar affectionately. 

“... Thank you for stopping me.” Voryn rubbed Nerevar’s hand apologetically, casting a quick healing spell on it. Nerevar hummed in response, thankful Voryn was thinking logically once more rather than his thoughts clouded by pure instinct. Nerevar knew it wasn’t his fault; he almost lost himself in the sensation too, all but ready and willing to accept it. 

“I don’t want to claim you here, like this.” Voryn continued, his voice soft and gentle as he held Nerevar’s hand now with a tenderness that had his heart aching. “Not in a fucking cart on the road… I want to do it properly, back at home.” 

Again, something inside Nerevar was aching at the knowledge they couldn’t. Especially not in the impenetrable walls of Kogoruhn. 

Nerevar wasn’t ignorant. He wasn’t the first commoner to lay with a noble, and he won’t be the last. A noble taking a mate was a very important, careful decision, not really left up to the individual in question but instead an agreement between houses and families. Even more important was the mate an heir to a Great House like Voryn was supposed to take, a careful attention to detail paid to every potential mate before they were so much as introduced, the whole council involved with planning the prospective partners. Already the council, including Voryn’s mother, were discussing omegas and betas that would be beneficial potential mates to introduce Voryn to, in hope there would be a good match between them. Chimer could take many spouses, but the children of a mated pair were given special importance, after all.

Nerevar, meanwhile, knew he wasn’t on that list and wouldn’t even be considered for it. He never dared to even dream of such a thing. Despite receiving an education alongside Voryn, he was Voryn’s playmate, not equal. Nerevar was a half-blood chimer, after all, sharing the blood of the nords who brutally subjugated him, and born in a small mining town belonging to House Mora. He was only really allowed to be so close to Voryn when they were younger and up until now because Morvani Dagoth loved spoiling Voryn. Morvani never took a mate officially a far as anyone knew, but there was a rumor that Voryn and Araynys’ father was her mate, which would explain why she loved spoiling them in particular, and it was only natural for many to name a child of a mated bond as your heir. 

For those that dared to take a mate without the consent of their families and house, it was well known and documented what would happen. The mated bond was swiftly and forcibly severed with magic, and the former mate exiled from the territory in shame. And that was if they were lucky. If the noblemer was particularly hostile to it, the council typically took every precaution to prevent it from happening again by killing their former lover, eliminating the risk entirely. 

Nerevar knew what would happen if Voryn even dared to try. It would be nothing good, potentially the end of his own life. Yet it was getting harder and harder to deny the pull, like a magnet pulling him in. It was getting impossible to deny this, whatever the hell it was, and that was what terrified him the most. Wherever the road they were walking down led to was bloodshed and heartbreak. 

He wasn’t allowed to want it. He knew he wasn’t allowed to and why, but despite all logical reasoning, his body was denying that reality. His body needed this like he needed water to drink and air to breathe, but there was no way of it possibly coming true. To even attempt it would mean never seeing voryn again, either in life or in death.

Nerevar wondered if voryn understood their circumstances. He had to know, didn't he? Voryn was smart. He was intelligent. He couldn't be ignorant to the reality of their lives and station. Perhaps Voryn only said he would mate with nerevar back and Kogoruhn simply to placate him. That, despite his own instinct running rampant, he knew better. He knew they couldn't, but it was Nerevar who first blurted out that they should wait until they arrived in Kogoruhn, so Voryn was under the impression Nerevar was the one expecting it. After all, if he refused right now rather than delayed it, Nerevar might not stop him the next time. He might instead selfishly let Voryn claim him and try to cling to him despite knowing it would mean his own end.

Nerevar didn't know what he preferred. Voryn being ignorant, or Voryn simply lying to him to placate him.

#nerevoryn #indoril nerevar #voryn dagoth #nerevar #morrowind #my writing #not sfw #there is some world building in here from my other fics #voryn isnt the lord of house dagoth yet. nerevar is his canvasari

[tgrailwar-zero]

this is a 21 servant grail war isnt it. hoo boy.

"Too much focus on the number. 14. 21. 35. 700. It doesn't matter, because your only goal right now is to kill all of them. If you don't mind me expositing for a bit, let's illuminate your current situation."

"Is there ever just one rat in the laboratory? Of course you're not the only ones. There are tons of sets of Masters here. And each Servant following their will. Souls that have 'nothing', and are searching for the 'everything' that the Grail can provide. The Servants are hollow in the sense that their Masters are hollow. Just like you. A mass of voices and ideals pushing forward, but you can't even remember how this all started, can you? Just that you're 'Masters fighting in a Holy Grail War'. Nothing else."

"These are Servants and Masters who have gone through the same process. Constantly pushing towards 'absolution', but not getting anywhere. They can't even slip into the theoretical 'third act' without slaughtering everyone. A virtual hell, with an exit that may or may not exist. A liminal space."

"Ever heard of Schrödinger? How's your box, Masters?"

"But most importantly, they're fighting under the pretense that this is a 'Great Holy Grail War' with 'Teams'. In reality, this is a solo match with a helpful handicap. You fight alongside your team, destroy your enemies while learning about your allies strengths and weaknesses, and then go for the throat while the unaware are celebrating."

"Perhaps some of them have realized that already, on both sides. Maybe they're all still mistaken that if they all work together, then they'll all be the 'winners'. You might have some loose prejudice left over from whatever scraps you can call memories. My advice? Don't trust those thoughts. That realization isn't just a matter of cunning. It's a matter of knowing."

"Maybe your entire team is on your side. Willing to believe in you and fight alongside you to see this Grail War through to the end."

"But you're late, too. Maybe your entire team has already conspired to kill you as the weak link once their 'real' Grail War starts."

"That's the sort of vague, tasteless paranoia that permeates this Grail War, the one you should both ignore, yet never let go of. And the nature of this 'second act'. The smartest, strongest Masters make it to the end, and get to the core of everything. Either to find answers. Wishes. Unending power. Whatever you believe is at the end of the proverbial rainbow."

"So? Still feel like fighting the good fight? It's either answers, or you lose and... well, who knows what happens then?"

#thgw: chapter 1 #thgw story #code cast: m lacrimosa

[thetalltappers]

he tall tappers are all brothers and differ in height (the others just wear thicker shoes or smth)

here's my names that i've gave them

-Robert (the oldest) (first one on the left, furthest from player)

-Ron (second oldest) (second furthest from player)

-George (third oldest) (on the left of the player)

-Larry (youngest) (the player)

they have british accents and no one can change my mind, and very stereotypically British like they absolutely love tea and biscuits and b e a n s

also I ship Larry and Yuka

if the brother thing doesn't make sense cause like they met each other in the story book you get from a perfect, they are like long lost brothers or smth idk

Headcanons for each individual brother:

Larry: my boy is clumsy, very clumsy. usually very spaced out and doesn't notice small details. kinda timid tbh. doesn't like being babied by his older brothers. loves games of all kinds. he wants a bazooka

George: gets left out the most. doesn't really care tho. really calm and chill. biscuit addiction. actually sugar addiction hand this man anything sugary and he will absorb it. secretly isnt a big fan of tea but shuts up cause everyone else likes it

Ron: absolute nutcase. in a good way. very loyal to his brothers. sorta has a rivalry with Robert because he hates it when he bosses him around. is a memer and will not shut up. doesn't tell anyone but is kinda a romantic. my boy will smoke you in chess

Robert: as the oldest, all the responsibilities are on his shoulders. hates seeing anything bad happen to his brothers. loves tea more than any of them. usually talks like he came out of a piece of poetry. dosent like disorder. watches YouTube at 3am and videos like 'what would happen if I taped a camera on a fish then flushed it down the toilet'

yes I love the tall tappers how could you tell?

artist cred: @catovyen @0711ruan

umm this was originally for a confession blog but since you like the tall tappers so much I figured you might wanna hear my headcanons

or not whatever

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[kedreeva]

Kas!Eddie having bat wings, and Steve being absolutely terrified of them.

I think it would be interesting to explore how they would both try to work through that trauma, esp since Eddie literally has to live with the things and Steve very much wants to be with Eddie and not have panic attacks at the sight of his wings.

Steve cant help it, he got attacked by those bats and nearly died and sometimes he can still feel them eating him. But he also vividly remembers how Eddie had looked after he was killed, lying on the ground, eyes empty and body ruined.

Eddie, to everyone's relief, has very fuzzy memories of hid own final moments. Dustin and Steve refuse to elaborate further but Eddie still has the scars, he knows it was bad.

Steve being so so frustrated with himself because he loves Eddie, he wants to be with Eddie, but he's terrified of the wings, the sight of them has sent him into a panic attack before. He's desperate to get over this fear.

Eddie being so so heartbroken because he knows Steve isnt doing this purposefully, but Eddie feelt like he's hurting Steve just being around him.

They both talk through their feelings while sitting on either side of a door, both working through their feelings towards the situation and how its making them feel. Both really want to be with the other, both hate that they feel they are hurting each other.

Some tentative measures are put in place. They hold hands through cracked doors and windows. Steve keeps his eyes closed when they kiss. Eddie learns how to tuck his winds flush against his back so they can talk face to face.

Robin gets them books on phobias and how to address them.

Steve starting off with pictures of bats from the library. Moving on to illustrations of vampires with wings once he feels more settled with the whole bat thing. He and Robin take a trip to a zoo a few weeks later to go see some bats in real life and get encouraged when Steve feels fine about them.

The next step is to start seeing parts of Eddie's wings, first from a distance so that Steve feels safer, then gradually seeing more and more of them, closer and closer up until Steve finally manages to touch one.

Steve finally getting to sleep next to Eddie because he's relaxed enough now that he can fall asleep against Eddie's chest. He wakes up with them both surrounded by membrane. Steve gets scared, but he doesnt have a panic attack. Its a big step for both of them and they get pancakes.

first of all "and they get pancakes" absolutely sent me I had to go do a lap around my house so thank you. All of this was a delight.

Second of all, I'm sorry in advance, you mentioned wings and if good omens taught me anything is that I have Things and wings.... wings is one of the things

Third of all, it's fascinating to note that the wings on the demobats are nothing like actual bat wings, they're more like someone glued a spider to a bat and put in webbing. Objectively horrifying! (well, *I* think they're cute but they didn't try to eat me).

Completely impractical honestly, but horrifying. So does Eddie have THESE demobat wings, or does he have earth bat wings?

MOST depictions I've seen of Kas!Eddie have been with earth bat wings. But it's gonna make a DIFFERENCE I think, in how Steve manages to cope with his PTSD - because it IS, it's not fear (or not JUST fear), but even back in S2 they touch on how they don't really know much about PTSD so they probably would treat it more like a phobia than anything - if Eddie has Demobat wings instead. Is it the spider shape? Is it the webbing? Is it the SOUND they make? Is it the feel of them against him? The color? What part of it is reminding him of the demobats and what part can belong to Eddie?

Does it make a difference if he closes his eyes and touches? Bat wing webbing is soft and pliant, stretchy, it probably feels nice to touch on its own. Warm, for sure. Steve touching with his eyes closed because he never touched the demobats' wings, only the tails, so it doesn't have associations except to Eddie. Trying to bridge the gap between this being okay and seeing it at the same time being okay.

And the other side of this is like. You're right!! Eddie's attached to the damn things! He probably has moments where he catches sight of them out of the corner of his eyes and panics. He hears them shift and his heart speeds up. He's trying to learn to be okay with HIMSELF and Steve's reactions aren't helping.

It's Dustin and Erica that help him. Dustin constantly talking about how cool they are and asking to see them, running hands over them until Eddie starts to feel like the wings are a part of him and not something coming after him. Erica paints on them with tempera paint so it will wash off. She enlists Will's help, and they paint the party, they paint dragons. Erica spends an entire afternoon once covering the front and back of both wings in abstract swirls in pink and gold and pastel blue. That's the day Steve first touches them- they don't look like bat wings anymore; they look like art.

For halloween, they dye his wings green with fabric dye, and detail his face and hands and neck so that he looks like a dragon, not a vampire like he could have done. It's DELIGHTFUL actually. The green actually helps tremendously with Steve's issues, too; he's not afraid of dragons? he should probably be afraid of dragons, but he's not because Eddie's the first one he's seen.

#stranger things #kas!Eddie #eddie munson #steddie #asks #stranger things fic

[daphnebowen]

omg you watched journey to bethlehem too?? what'd you think of it??

(also just realized your ask button thingy is a reference to nini's voicemail greeting)

I really really liked the movie! as a Christian i was lowkey kind of worried there would be some stuff that went against my church's doctrine, or be stuff I didn't know anything about, plus the premise of it being a musical... but it had Milo Manheim in it, and i am always and forever going to be in love with him, so that's originally why i watched it mostly for Milo (me and a couple of my friends are die hards for him for absolutely no reason, so we watched it literally the day it arrived on Netflix together). it was everything I could have ever needed and more! i did not expect Antonio banderas to be in there, lol, it kinda surprised me (and who knew he could sing?) when i tell you the first time that i watched this movie i watched it purely for Milo... i was literally kicking my feet anytime he opened his mouth 😭 but the second and third rewatch i was able to actually enjoy the whole story of Mary and Joseph. Because it really is such a powerful story! and I really didn't think about a ton of aspects of Mary and Joseph before Jesus was born. I didn't think about their home lives, or the struggle Mary went through when she had this vision of an angel, telling her she was going to give birth to the literal son of god! like, would i believe her at first either?? probably not! But this movie actually did a really good job at making you fall in love with the characters, even king Herod and his son. plus, can we talk about the music? I really liked it. I like how i could sing most of the more well known church songs (at least, well known for my church) but then they also had songs like "ultimate deception" and "mother to a savior and king" that made my heart fall out of my chest. I never before thought of the different perspectives of how nerve wracking it must be to know that you are going to give birth to the son of god but it's so hard to believe. so i just really liked that the movie used the songs to give us that perspective, as well as herod's son's song, that was an interesting one 😭 so yeah loved the songs, 10/10, Joseph and Mary's chemistry had me crying and wishing for love like that 😭😭😭 and can we talk about how CUTE baby Jesus was?? Like omg that is one of the cutest babies I have ever seen 😍 he got the good genes!

all jokes aside, I really did like this movie. I wouldn't necessarily watch it with a certain sort of Christian mindset of like THIS ISNT THE STORY OF JESUS AND THIS ISNT EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED AND THEY FORGOT THIS AND blah blah blah. it's a fun, family friendly, goofy musical movie with lots of good morals and really loveable characters that if you are religious you probably already know. it definitely added another layer to the birth of baby Jesus and that story for me, so hopefully it will for anyone else who watches it as well! The cast portray the characters so perfectly, it's very well cast, it was SO funny for no reason, and honestly quite sad at some parts but obviously you know how it ends. doing a tribute to the greatest story ever told is quite high stakes and you can tell that everyone - the writers, the directors, the cast, even the animals lol - poured their heart and soul into making this film. so yes, 10/10 I would recommend, even if you aren't religious and just looking for a fun movie with goofy catchy songs and great characters. I absolutely loved it! Let me know what you think @imjustavenuxwithaboomerang!

(and yes, I had to steal nini's voicemail greeting. the opportunity was there and I don't know what Ricky's or Gina's is so I couldn't do theirs lol. plus it's so cute! and so nini! 🥰)

#y'all can talk to me me any time #my asks are always open #I may take a couple of hours #or days #or weeks #or months #or (hopefully not) years #but I WILL get back to you! #and as you can tell from my large essay about a silly Christmas story retelling of the birth of Jesus movie with an incredible hot male lea #I will ramble a lot #and I love receiving asks about movies #so yeah feel free to reach out any time! I love hearing from you guys 😄 #journey to bethlehem #milo manheim #fiona palomo

[comfortabletogether]

akane,teruya,kanade,hibiki and nikei (seperate) w/ a f!s/o who acts like/is similar to charlie morningstar,from hazbin hotel? like s/os family has high/decent social standing,but isnt entirely respected,believes theres good in everyone,is highly optimistic,but also rly stubborn,ect.

thank you for the request!! I appreciate the support!!

Sorry I’m advance but i ended up loosing a lot of momentum while writing this along with the fact that I didn’t actually love Hazbin Hotel. I didn’t have enough energy to do Hibiki and Nikei. I also didn’t exactly know what to write for them either. My apologies for dw I’ll probably write a part 2 when my requests open again!!

WARNING: SPOILERS; KANADE; MENTIONS OF KINJO

~ Mod Haruhiko ✈️

Akane Taira

🫧 Akane treasures your optimistic, go-getter attitude. She feels inspired by it, and whatever project you are working on she’ll be there for support, as you will always be to her. 

🫧 She has seen some of the horrors the world has to offer, from a nasty orphanage that caught on fire to the mistreatment she’s gotten working as a maid. Akane feels slightly protective over you because of your naive.

🫧 You and Yuki are a lot alike in Akane’s eyes, wanting to help solve almost everyone’s problems. And she’ll be there with the two of you, and she will often remind you that you aren’t responsible for everyone’s wellbeing.

🫧 In this vile killing game, your optimism and persistence is one of the only things that truly keep her going. In a situation that has so much blood spilt she looks up to you.

🫧 Although Akane feels lucky to be able to spend time with you, she gets really scared when you hang out with other people except Yuki for some reason. But she’s terrified someone will take your naive and trusting nature for granted.

🫧 Akane loves you so dearly, you are a beacon of life and hope in her life. Her way to finally love someone and have that be reciprocated.

Kanade Otonokoji

🎵 Kanade enjoys your cheerful attitude she finds it funny at first wondering how long it would take for you to break. because nobody could really be that nice and wonderful, right?

🎵 You worked were a graphic designer who helped create Melody Rythme’s posters for their charity concerts. And despite Hibiki being constantly her puppet Kanade was quickly growing bored. That’s when she realized that she valued you as a person as well, and immediately assumed you out.

🎵 Kanade became possessive and protective over you, wanting you to only help her. You were so kind and wonderful why would you want to waste your energy on someone irrelevant when you could be helping her? Don’t you want to help your girlfriend after her sister pushed her over?

🎵 Kanade typically uses your naive nature against you. She loves you and she doesn’t understand how to love without manipulation. But if someone else tries to attempt to manipulate you, Kanade will go apeshit on them. Because how dare they?? That’s Kanade’s job

🎵 But being around you makes Kanade feel like she is improving as a person more. That she’s becoming a better person for example she hasn’t killed anyone in almost half a year. She loves that you are changing her for the better.

🎵 Kanade probably writes all the love songs on her and Hibiki’s albums, and they are all about you and the stuff you and Kanade had done together. For example one of the tracks is your name backwards and it’s a bunch of imagery of a gorgeous girl. (Same vibes as Jolene but gay).

Teruya Otori

💴 When Kinjo brings you in to work for the intelligence Team on the Kisaragi foundation, Teruya was a bit skeptical. Especially after Utsuro had told them that the police force had fallen into despair but Kinjo reassured them that you were a trusted ally.

💴 Apparently you had also been related to Kinjo, being second or third cousins but still if Kinjo trusted you, then Teruya would too.

💴 The first thing he noticed was how different you were to Kinjo, especially in your beliefs. While the two of you are both headstrong and stubborn, you believe that even the worst of people should be able to have a second chance. That is probably what drew him towards you the most.

💴 He had experienced firsthand the horrors of this world, and therefore he is very protective over you. You are too easily trusting and that could lead to a situation similar to one’s he has seen in the past.

💴 Due to your stubbornness though, it’s very common that you and Keisuke or Tsurugi would get into fights and the talk palm tree will often have to physically separate you and them. He’s always proud of you for standing up for what you believe in and Teruya might end up developing your beliefs.

💴 Teruya is really entrapped by your kind and pleasant nature, and that you want to help people in need and trust me Teruya is in plenty of need of emotional support. After that Killing Game— he is so messed up. 

#mod haruhiko ✈️ #super danganronpa another 2 #danganronpa another #sdra2 #dra #sdra2 x reader #dra x reader #kanade otonokoji #akane taira #kanade otonokoji x reader #akane taira x reader #teruya otori #teruya otori x reader

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PLEASE tell us about your homestuck tlt au. (<- completely insane longtime hs enjoyer and more recent tlt fan)

reference to gideon/harrow the ninth spoilers under the cut! this is a very long post

okay so i havent actually fleshed anything out well enough because i LOVE just throwing shit at the wall until it sticks but there are a few pointers:

i DO think vrisrezi would be the most interesting in this because their dynamic is also very similar to griddlehark, and both of them would more or less die for each other/kill each other. considering their in-canon forever space chase trying to interpret that to tlt parameters makes me craaaazy. i think in this case terezi fits the cavalier ideal much better, with both of them being either second or fourth house since those are The soldier-machine houses. however i am thinking about it too literally.

third house would be sexyyyy with vrisrezi too

also i know everyone says griddlehark is davekat adjacent but holy shit the vrisrezi tones im getting from them. the chasing the reaching the insufferable agony of never being able to get to your best friend and worst enemy ever again. are you hearing this??

i think karkats a fail necromancer hes fucking PATHETIC he is either ninth or fourth house and wishes he was second soooo bad. this bitch is either the silly little bone priest outcast and fucking HATES it or he is raised in- again, baby soldier human cannon fodder-making planet- and STILL wishes he was better. he wants to be a lyctor so bad and while blinded by his wet dream of wanting to serve the emperor, never once considered the consequences of being immortal.

it would be interesting if he achieves whatever harrow mentioned when she half-digested "ortus", and becoming half a lyctor. i need his consequences to kick him miserably in the ass. whoever his cavalier is is yet to be determined it would be SO fucked up if it was dave though wouldnt it be (giggling) it would be so fucked up and insane that they, the pairing known for being similar and codependent enough to be one person daveandkarkat, karkatanddave, would end up being consumed into one person only for karkat to end up with the torment of having to face himself alone for the rest of his life? wouldnt that be awesome

ive also thought about what would happen if someone had consumed a cavalier, but not theirs. ideally it should be their cav so that their soul would go willingly but ianthe and babs showed that isnt necessarily the case

thus i present: feferi would be like if corona was a necromancer and i know eridan would be her naberius but! but! it would be interesting if sollux and eridan got into a duel paralleling murderstuck and in solluxs casualty feferi consumes Him

aradia, sollux, and equius 8th house, rose and dirk 6th house, glasspits 5th house, kanaya either 7th or a 9th house nun maybe, i also wanna keep the strilondes together but i think roxy would just be really really funny if she was in the 9th house with dave. if i were thinking about them singularly shed be in 7th

aradia and rose are both harranthe. at the same time. both of them. i believe in it

#tltstuck #talking back #homestuck #the locked tomb