#And yeah most of them are gray ghost lol | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

five-rivers · 1 year

Text

Cryptid Crawl! Chapter 4

AO3

Now including prompts from @currentlylurking, @going-dead, @aggressivelyclueless, @carelisswriting, and @schrodingersfic

Most of you I didn't tag on previous chapters because I hadn't quite gotten to the part of the story your prompts were relevant in, but now I have! Please enjoy. :)

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

Hi, Danny! Guess who’s coming to visit their favorite cousin! Yeah! It’s me! I’ll be by in a couple weeks or so. Are there any hotels that are good to camp out at while I’m in town? Can’t wait to see you guys! Bye!

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

It’s me! I’m still making good progress, I think? I’ve been trying out hitchhiking- it’s so funny to see people’s faces after you disappear on them. You’d think that they never picked up hitchhikers before. Lol. Is it okay to say that out loud? Lol. It sounds kinda funny. Anyway, I’m in Louisiana right now. New Orleans was great. See ya soon!

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Dani Phantom:

Dani, don’t take this the wrong way, but did you learn how to hitchhike from watching horror movies?

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Valerie Gray:

Hey, Val, this, um, this is Dani! Yeah, I know, I know, I never call, you want to know how I got this number, that kind of stuff, but I kind of wound up in an embarrassing situation, and before I call my cousin, I need to know if you know anything about a group of ghost hunters that calls itself the ‘Investigation?’ I will really owe you one. Thanks.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

Soooo, hey, cuz, you might have been right about disappearing and attracting the wrong sort of attention. I’ve picked up a couple of ghost hunting types. But don’t worry! They suck so much. Like, they’re indescribably bad. So bad, I’m not even sure they’re really ghost hunters. They’re setting up this rube goldberg stuff. They’re filming for like TV or something, and I need some prank ideas. Need need need need. Prank. Ideas. Call me back when you get this!

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

Danny, this is Jazz. I just saw some of the people here watching a video called ‘Cryptid Crawl,’ and it mentioned Amity Park. And you. I’m pretty busy here, so I don’t have a lot of time to look into it, but, you know. Wanted to let you know. Hope you’re having a good week, bye!

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jasmine Fenton:

–lieve I missed her, she just called like ten minutes ago. Anyway, I looked into it, Jazz. I don’t think they’ll be too much of a problem, but thanks for letting me know. Have a good time at your thing.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jasmine Fenton:

Jazz, we have a problem, check the Amity of Amity boards.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jack Fenton:

Dad, this is Jazz. You know I’m on those message boards, right? The forums? Please, please do not start running around town with a video camera. Do not put cameras on the GAV. Do not post anything ghost related online. Don’t. Just don’t. Do you remember the cease and desist orders from when you and Mom blanketed all of the radio channels in town with anti-ghost static? It’s like that. You don’t want to be labeled as a public hazard for something other than your driving, do you? Don’t. Do. It. I love you, bye!

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jasmine Fenton:

What the heck did you say to Dad?

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jasmine Fenton:

Jazz, I say this in the most loving way I can: if you gave him this idea, I may commit sororicide.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Madeline Walker-Fenton:

Mom, this is Jazz. Do you know what Dad’s working on? It’s got Danny freaking out. Call me back when you get this. I love you, bye!

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jasmine Fenton:

*Heavy breathing* They’re mounting cameras on the GAV. They’ve made a YouTube channel. I don’t want our house to get raided by the GIW, Jazz.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Madeline Walker-Fenton:

Mom, this is Jazz. I know your phone didn’t ‘suddenly lose signal.’ Either call me back or I’m coming home from Model UN early.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Madeline Walker-Fenton:

Mom, this is Jazz. If I come home and government agents have been in my room, I’m going to lose it.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Vladimir Masters:

Vlad, this is Jazz. Dad and Mom are going to try to film a YouTube show about ghost hunting. If you don’t help Danny find some way to stop them, I’m going to suggest to Dad that he give you a shout out every five minutes so everyone knows what good friends you are. Don’t tell Danny about this call. Or else. You know what I’m talking about.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

So, Daniel, I hear that you have a little problem regarding your idiot father’s sudden desire for internet celebrity. If you need assistance, I’m more than willing to… negotiate. I’ll be waiting.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

Very well. Silence is also a worthwhile bargaining technique. In truth, such an… expose would harm me as well. As such, we should work together.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

Daniel, call me back, your sister is blackmailing me.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Dani Phantom:

*High pitched* OoooooooOOOOOoooooOOOOOoooohhhhhh, I’m Danny Phantom and I have weird opinions about how other people hitchhike oooooooooohhhh.

*Distantly* Dani, give me back my phone you little gremlin!

OoooooooOOOOOOOOooooohhhhh I just got notified by– Oh! Hahahahah! Time for chaos. Lessee here– I… like… girls… that can… beat me up… and… buff… computer… nerds… That’s how you spell nerds, ri–

*More closely* Dani!

He found m–!

*The call ends with a series of thumps.*

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Dani Phantom:

Heya, Dani, this’s Val. I know you’re in the forums, but I wanted to ask you this more privately. Those guys who were following your hitchhiking act a few weeks back, were they called ‘the Investigation’ or something like that? It’s important, so call me back or DM me.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of the Boo-langerie:

Hello, my name is William Lancer, and I work at Casper High School. The school is trying to arrange a ‘Community Cake Day’ as part of our home economics, hospitality vocational training, and ghost survival training courses. If your business is interested in participating, please call us back. Community Cake Day will be fully sponsored by MasterSoft.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Poltergeist Pastries:

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Creep-tastic Catering:

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Lance Thunder:

Hello, my name is William Lancer, and I work at Casper High School. The school is trying to arrange a ‘Community Cake Day’ as part of our home economics, hospitality vocational training, and ghost survival training courses. We thought Ghost Watch and the APNN might be interested in covering the event. Please let us know if this is the case. Community Cake Day will be fully sponsored by MasterSoft.

Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Final Rest-aurant Supply:Hello, my name is William Lancer, and I’m calling to confirm Casper High’s order. Your transcript of the order is correct. We do want that much flour. Thank you.

#danny phantom #phic phight #phic phight 2023 #cryptid crawl

57 notes · View notes

batpham-discord-highlights · 2 years

Text

Jason the Strigoi Mort

Souce: Gotham

Warning: Cultural confusion between Romani and Romanian. It is corrected and people become informed in a positive way.

As a random side note, Jason’s more akin to a traditional revenant (which is a weird gray area between zombie/ghost/vampire) than an actual zombie.

Revenant sounds creepier than zombie to me

There's a lot of different variations of them in folklore, but they can be absolutely horrifying

Like, the strigoi mort in Romanian lore (one of the 3 types of strigoi). In some lore, it's not a vampire but a ressurrected loved one who reinserts themselves into the family and brings death (usually via disease) and destruction to the family

...Jason must've been especially scary to Dick at first then

Absolutely!!!

amg that would of been a blast

In the comic version of UtRH, Dick fought Red Hood before the reveal... and it's suggested Bruce didn't let any of the others know. And then at the end of the comic, you have the destruction of Bludhaven that put Dick in a coma for about a month

Oh gosh

oof

So, Dick comes to, deals with the destruction of his city, learns his younger brother is somehow alive and a criminal

Jason being a strigoi mort would explain a lot

Especially if his dip in the pit changed his nature further

And trying to figure out how to reconcile his brother, who (depending on comic version) he'd given his Robin costume to with the hulking dangerous crime lord

One of the things in the Red Hood: the Lost Days that strikes me as very odd... after Talia threw him in the Pit and restored his mind, her explanation to him, before pushing him off a cliff, is "you remain unavenged"

She basically triggered his obsessive... need regarding that....

guess to make him go back to gotham? ??

The one thing that really bothers me regarding Talia in that story line is she goes from "you haven't been avenged" to (indirectly) "oh, he's going to try to kill my beloved... and I'm going to stall him, but not stop him... while giving him training to be more dangerous"

So you're saying this all could've been fixed if they stuck garlic under his tongue

Hahahaha!!!!!

Maybe

LOL

Specifically garlic flowers or even rose branches

Post-pit, it might not have even killed him :dick_laugh:

so talia makes a mess doesnt fix it but just delays it

Yes

Like, Jason before his training starts (that he's aware of)... goes to Gotham, and plants a bomb on the underside of the batmobile

Bruce never knew

Until long after Jason retreated because Jay thought it was too easy

Bruce wouldn't have known he's the one who planted it

..... I miss scheming Jason...

Now I want to see a fic where Dick sees Jason and just knows he's a strigoi mort

But Bruce doesn't believe him

Dick is Romani... not Romanian

Okay, please set me straight

Because I currently don't know the difference

While there are similar legends in the Romani, I'd have to go digging for specifics

Romani is the correct terminology for gypsy

Huh

I don't know if correct is accurate, but that's what they call themselves and most wish to be called that

So we don't actually know where he comes from other than the circus

Or Damien either, now that we think about it 🤔

Heritage wise

Other than a form of Middle Eastern, not really

I don't think Talia's given a specific country... and Ra's is several hundred years old

Nanda Parbat is even in Tibet

So is it even necessarily that?

Possibly, and I'm aware that they have a base in mountains of Switzerland too

We know so little 👀

Yeah... the League of Assassins are a newer addition to the lore compared to so many of the other rogues associated with Batman

Well, for the case of this story, Dick's Mom is Romanian then. I think it's his Dad who is Romani anyway

Or at least so my roommate says

She will join the server eventually >:)

Lol

Perhaps that's it

There's probably a pretty large blend of cultures in the circus, so you'd probably be able to explain it away as a story someone else in the circus told him

That's very true!! Forgot about that aspect

So either way, for bullcrap plot reasons, let's say he recognizes Jason as a strigoi mort

Bruce refuses to tolerate the idea

So Dick, Tim, and Alfred come up with a plan behind his back

Alfred is open minded about things like this

Tim is desperate to explain away his childhood hero's actions

...how they do it, I'm not sure

So.... traditionally, the only way you destroy one is... to destroy the heart

Physically destroy the heart

If a person has become ill from said Strigoi... sometimes the heart is burned and the ashes are mixed with a drink or food as a type of remedy

But they can also be trapped in the coffin... which doesn't destroy them... but the uh... techniques are something

In this one, I'm thinking of Jason having a more general doing-bad-things-to-them effect instead of illness

Gotcha

In some lore... strigoi and other revenants/vampires have 2 hearts

or 2 souls

it's the presence of the 2nd one that triggers the situation

And since Jason went through the pit, maybe some of the prevention methods would work

Maybe

Again, rose branches

Mountain ash

garlic, specifically the flowers

So we can either tear a second heart out of his chest, or we could do one of those

(as a random side note, I have an absolute hatred of garlic flowers. They look so stupid)

To each their own

They also come in white

I think they're kinda cute

But anyway

They catch him off guard and stick one of those things in his mouth

Bam

Pit rage cured

Lol

So simple. Oh, maybe it's something that has to be done regularly

Because the pit rage was just the strigoi mort-ness

"You must take your medicine this morning, Master Jason"

"...but those taste nasty Alfie"

"Would you rather turn back into a rude rage monster then, Master Jason?"

"Fine! Give me the dang flowers!"

That whole exchange reminded me of the Snickers commercials

Roses probably taste better than the garlic flowers

and that raw garlic can cause legitimate burns on the skin

... there are things I know... because of medicine, that I wish I didn't know

Let's go with roses instead of garlic flowers then

rose branches specifically, right?

Yes - the branches were placed on graves to prevent things from crawling out of them

because thorns

There's a specific word I'm looking for that it falls under... only it's a nicer form of it

Give me a sec

It can be considered an Apotropaic

Which is an object or practice designed to keep things in the grave

But there's another word I want

Maschalismos

That's it

Maschalismos is specifically the practice of preventing a corpse from getting out of the grave... it's something... you have something as simple as placing something on the grave like a thorny plant.... burying someone face down... or more... uh.... interesting things

.... I've spent a lot of time looking up revenant and vampire folklore

O.O

#gotham channel #batman #strigoi mort #romanian legends #circus culture #cw culture confusion #jason todd #dick grayson #tim drake #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #flower consumption #garlic flowers #revenant #not-a-zombie!Jason #just close #shows you how much we know

70 notes · View notes

evielutionevie · 1 year

Text

Finally have some sort of design in mind for Broken Vessel/Lost Kin for my HK AU! They’re in the middle, in between Ghost and Hornet :D (aka I wanted to compare heights between these three, and yeah, Hollow is way taller than all of them lol)

Design-wise, I wanted something a bit more gray since both the Ancient Basin and the Abyss don’t have much color in their environments, and since that’s where Lost Kin spends most of their time, I wanted them to represent that a little. They also have the longest coat of any of the siblings, since their canon design has an extremely long cloak that drags on the ground. That’s also why their sleeves are so long too! They also have a buttoned vest over a collared shirt because I thought it would look nice and I like to imagine Lost Kin as a bit more old-fashioned :D I also like to imagine their hair tied back with a ribbon, though it was too difficult to portray that in this drawing of their design.

As for any plot/role I have for them in this AU… I’m thinking that after escaping the “Abyss” (the underground, locked-up facility where PK placed all the vessels/rejects from his “Pure Vessel” project), Lost Kin (who I’m going to just call “Kin” for now) ended up getting picked up by Radiance, who tries to train and use them to do some of her dirty work. However, after a while, they’re finally able to escape her captivity as well, and now they reside near the Abyss, helping other vessels escape and trying to avoid both whatever is left of PK’s influence as well as Radiance’s.

However… Kin has been left a bit scarred by their experiences. They don’t react well to anyone, though this hostility is usually less pronounced when it comes to their known siblings. Despite this though, they always seem to have some underlying sadness and softness to them. I wonder if they had a hand in Ghost’s own freedom…

That’s all I’ll share for now to keep this post from getting too long ^^

10 notes · View notes

deeply-unserious-fellow · 1 year

Text

I DID IT I DESIGNED CHARACTERS!!!!!! SPECIFICALLY JEKYLL AND HYDE CHARACRERS!!!!!!!! EVERYBODY LOOK I DID IT!!!!!!!!

And now, for my thought process~

Dr Henry Jekyll: Man's is built like a fuckin TANK bro. Idk why everybody draws him as a twink he's CLEARLY meant to be MASSIVE(/pos). Anyways, as you've probably noticed, I leaned HEAVILY into the color coding for this one. I chose red for Jekyll mostly- uh, mostly just because I already associated Hyde with green and I wanted them to be complimentary colors? But also he has red character vibes in the musical to me. Probably because the poster is very red. I gave him tiny glasses cuz I thought it looked cool lol. I uh, I don't really know why he's the only character with visible pockets? I guess I just thought it looked best on his design or something. He was originally gonna have a ponytail but I thought it made him look to much like he was from the American Revolution so I changed it to the shorter, poofier style shown in the picture. Also his vest was originally brown but I decided I wanted more red in his design so I changed it.

Gabriel John Utterson: SQUARE. SQUARE SHAPED MAN. He's repeatedly described as like the most boring man alive so I decided to reflect that in his design by making him really rigid and almost statue-like. Hence all the grays. I wanted to add a dash of color though, so I gave him a blue tie(also the strappy thingy around his hat is blue but that isn't visible here). He's also super pale to go with the cold/stoney vibe of the rest of his color scheme.

Dr Hastie Lanyon: God this one took me FOREVER to figure out omfg. I didn't have a very good idea of what he looked like while reading the novel and until I started actually searching for them I didn't see very many fan designs for him. All I knew is I wanted him to wear yellow bcuz primary color trios RULE. But theeeeeen I started looking up other peoples designs, and picked out a couple of contants I liked (ex; short, dark skin, gray streaks), then boom! I knew what I wanted to do! Anyways yeah, once I had an idea I just went for it and uh, I dont have much else to say :)

Edit: WAIT SHIT I FORGOT LANYON HAS LIKE A MASSIVE WHITE STREAK IN HIS HAIR OMFG-

Edit 2 Electric Boogaloo: Okay so my Lanyon design was driving me SO crazy I felt the need to update the ref, so now he's a little taller and has the afformentioned white streak aornfoemdk

Edward Hyde: Fun fact, Hyde was originally going to be 4'6, but I just kept making him shorter and shorter until he lost the 6 inches entirely lol. The only description we got of Hyde in the book was that he was small, hairy and had an "unexpressed deformity", so I guess I just took that to mean he is a Creature and ran with it lmao. I made him SUPER pointy, just the sharpest man. Mostly to contrast with the round shapes of Jekyll, but also he's kinda just that kinda dude, y'know? I also made sure his silhouette was super uneven, in contrast to all of the classy characters have(mostly) symmetrical silhouettes. OBVIOUSLY he needed to have a cloak and top hat, because really, what Hyde design is complete without a cloak and top hat? There are 3 reasons I decided to make his color green: 1; the potion Jekyll uses to become Hyde is green. 2; Green, at least in my mind, means sick, and Hyde is supposed to look sickly and unpleasant. And 3; The Ghost of Mr Hyde from Scooby Doo is green and he was the first version of the character I ever saw, so I've kinda just associated him with it ever since. Speaking of the Ghost of Mr Hyde, the mud on his shoes is actually an homage to that episode! I tried to get the color as close to the weird, off redish the mud on Dr Jekyll's shoes was in that episode. Why? Because Scooby Doo my beloved <3. Also since this section is already so fucking long, the reason he has that silver tooth is because the original got knocked out in a fight. In this version, Hyde's injuries do NOT carry over to Jekyll, and vice versa, so he needs to take out the tooth before he transforms back and put it back in when he's Hyde again. Idk why I put the most thought into Hyde's design but whatever-

So yeah! Those are my designs and the thoughts behind them! Hope yall like em :)

#jekyll and hyde #the strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde #gothic literature #gothic lit #henry jekyll #dr henry jekyll #dr jekyll #gabriel john utterson #mr utterson #hastie lanyon #dr hastie lanyon #dr lanyon #edward hyde #mr hyde #character design #drawing #art #fan art #goth lit

13 notes · View notes

chasing-chimeras · 1 year

Note

and here are some random things to start a conversation

what is your favorite band/singer?

here are mine: girl group: little mix. boy group: all time low/mcfly. singer: taylor swift/ed sheeran

i wanna thank you again for your little comment on my fic, it was so cute that I melted reading it. i'm really glad you liked it. i was influenced by the writing of t-swift and casey mcquiston bc one last stop was the last book i read.

what ships do you write about? is it just thiam or do you write about others too?

i think theo, tracy, and malia would make a really cool chaotic trio --- with tracy being the smart one for... reasons (as much as liam and hayden would make a chaotic duo --- not romantically, bc, well. thiam. like i said in my last post i'm still watching s4 but i still remember the reaction i got when hayden was talking about her bad idea of getting a ghost rider captured and liam was asking if the idea could work and hayden said something about agreeing and the idea being terrible and all and liam was like "great" and that gives me a lot of chaotic duo vibes

ab theo, tracy and malia... well they already have the connection and everything, which i love. I just think they would be a really cool and fun trio. and come to think of it, when I was jotting down some stuff for one of my thiam ideas that I haven't put into practice yet, I ended up falling in love with malacy (yes, I made up a name at my 3am brainstorming party in my head)

as you can see, i have soooo many thoughts jsjhzbsbsj 😂🤭

I love this 🖤 I always love seeing everyone's music tastes, bc I've found so much great stuff this past year from all of you. Ummmm as far as favorite singer, I think I've gotta go with either Conan Gray or Taylor, very basic 💀 I have a lot more less predictable stuff on most of my spotify playlists and neither of them were in my top 5 which was weird, but I think I'd say I like their voices the most

ofc I loved reading it, I had to leave all my thoughts 🖤🖤🖤

As of rn I just write thiam, but I've thought about some others. I could see myself writing Nabrielise (Nathan/Gabriel/Annalise) from Half Bad (pls watch if you haven't!!!! it's so good!!!!!), Kiribaku from MHA, or Steddie from Stranger Things, but no plans any time soon.

I love a throuple and you're right, there's definitely chemistry there. And yeah Liam and Hayden are an incredibly chaotic duo, I just started my season 6 rewatch after finishing Half Bad, and watching them drag Theo around and trying to capture a ghost rider has been great lol

#i'm on my laptop rn and it physically pains me to type in lowercase on a keyboard so you all have to look at my proper punctuation im sorry #🍒

7 notes · View notes

handfuloftime · 1 year

Text

10 Lines Tag Game

Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway!

Tagged by @solomontoaster - thanks! This also made me realize how little fic I’ve written recently, lol.

Anyway, I’m cheating and starting with a wip:

Eighteen years ago, amid the great reorganization, the crown had seized the traitors’ lands as forfeit. With the old king in such ill health, it had fallen to him to distribute them as he saw fit. Small holdings, mostly, with paltry revenues—the inheritances of daughters and younger sons, though of course the duchy of Edda was a real prize. The main portion went to Jungby and Dozel and Freege, to buy their continued loyalty and smooth over any hard feelings. But he’d kept one for himself. He’d appointed a steward to oversee the upkeep and revenues, and occasionally entertained the thought of bringing Deirdre to visit, if only to make Sigurd’s ghost howl down in hell, but in the end he’d never gone.

And for fics I’ve actually published:

a book elegantly bound but in a language that you can’t read (Fire Emblem: Genealogy of the Holy War, Sigurd/Arvis, 2.6k)

It's at the banquet in Belhalla to celebrate the fortieth year of King Azmir's reign that Sigurd first meets the young duke of Velthomer.

a series of observations for determining the local attraction (The Terror, Rossieranne, 3.7k)

"How was he?" is Anne's first question, before Francis has even finished taking off his coat in the foyer.

meet me in the woods (The Terror, Rossier and JCR/Anne, 2k)

A clattering noise out in the dark startles Francis so badly that he nearly drops one of the oars. He looks around, trying to spot the other boat—but no, it's just a few ducks, startled by the boat's passage.

Francis sighs, readjusts his grip on the oars, and wonders for the dozenth time how he got himself into this mess.

in the pleasure of your company (The Terror, Francis/Anne Ross, 1.3k)

The clock in the sitting room strikes the hour: eleven, later than Francis had thought.

this isn’t over (Our Flag Means Death, Stizzy, 2k)

"Captain," Izzy says.

"Yeah?" Ed says. "What's up?"

There are two captains on the Revenge's quarterdeck, actually: Ed leaning against the railing as he finishes his cup of tea, and Stede just coming up the stairs with another plate of scones. But there's no question who Izzy's talking to.

Ribbons (Our Flag Means Death, Izzy/Ed, 1.5k)

"Izzy? Izzy, get in here!"

Izzy has learned to dread the sound of Edward calling him from Bonnet's cabin. He's long since lost patience for feigning interest in whatever ridiculous toy Edward has found, Bonnet included.

Ancestry (Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn, gen, 1.2k)

Sanaki tiptoes through the eastern galleries of Mainal Cathedral.

It's mid-afternoon, which means that the cathedral choir is practicing in one of the smaller chapels, somewhere a few levels down and closer to the main temple. As she slips through the arcade, she can hear the first harmonies filtering up through the flagstones, like the building itself is singing.

Resolve (Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn, Levail/Zelgius, 1.5k)

General Zelgius comes for him a week after the world stops.

Let the Waters Roar (The Terror, Rossier, 3k)

The Portuguese coast is a gray-green smudge on the horizon, as it has been for months. Francis casts it a weary glance as he hauls himself up on deck, rubbing sleep from his eyes. Lieutenant Hastings, who fancies himself a wit, sees him looking and says, “No, it hasn’t moved.”

#tag memes #i guess this is my fic tag

1 note · View note

pokimoko · 1 year

Note

For the ask game: 13, 25, and 44. I adore all of your mk fics and your playlist are 100% going to influence my Spotify wrapped lol. Thank you so much for sharing your wonderful works and have a great rest of your week!!! 💜💜💜

Heeeyyy thank you so much my friend! I always love reading your comments and seeing you pop up again and again for each of my stories, it's absolutely wonderful. And thank you for the questions! Time for me to ramble once again. 13. Do I listen to music when writing? Oh, most definitely. Working in silence is hard for me. Ironically, though, I tend to zone the music out when writing (to the point I will not notice if I paused it until 20 minutes of silence later) so it's mostly for background sounds and occasionally the distracted little bop. As for what I listen to, it depends on what I'm feeling like and what I feel will help me vibe with the story. For In the Absent Place I spent like four hours just listening to thunderstorm sounds because, well, rain was a big part of that story and I wanted the Ambience™. I also ended up listening to the Moon Knight OST multiple times because it helped me vibe with the characters and the creepy aura while writing. In terms of lyrical music, I like listening to songs that have a story and/or emotional element of sorts when I'm writing. I listened to a lot of 'Bastille', 'The Oh Hellos' and 'Sleeping At Last' for a lot of my recent stories (as I'm sure you can tell from the fic playlists, thank you for listening to them by the way :D), because they each have a bunch of songs that I found really connected to the themes of the stories, and I like doing the classic writer thing of going "this song is now about this character" and taking inspiration from the lyrics. 'Course, my On Repeat stuff doesn't match up with that motivation at all; for those songs, the vibes come first and foremost. So, yeah, for the second part of the question, here's a few songs that I've been listening to a lot lately: - Straight Ahead by Dom Fera - Lent by Autoheart - Drown Me! by Junie & The HutFriends - Home by Cavetown - It’s Alright by Mother Mother - Jaws by Lemon Demon - A Man Without Love by Engelbert Humperdinck (haha no surprise there) - Disaster by Conan Gray - Waiting in the Wings by Eden Espinosa - Million Dollar Bills by Jukebox the Ghost - Egg in the Backseat by Em Beihold - W.I.T.C.H by Devon Cole - 12 Years Howled by Bear Ghost - Record Player (with AJR) by Daisy the Great - Inkpot Gods by The Amazing Devil - I Don’t Know How to Talk to People Anymore by Ben Thornewill

25. My favourite part of the writing process is when I get to the point in the story where all the main parts have been written, and I get to fill in the gaps between them and make the story whole, and add in all the little details. There's something so thrilling about scrolling through the text and realising that it's all come together into something complete. 44. My favourite genre to write is character studies. I just love delving into the psychological and emotional journey the character goes through over the course of a story, not simply the journey itself. I personally love when the external journey parallels the internal stuff and adds an extra layer of depth to each side (like, with Smoke and Mirrors, the mirror world was a physical representation of Marc and Steven feeling isolated from others, and feeling like they couldn’t ask for help because no one was listening / they were being ignored). Other than character studies, I definitely love writing anything with surreal, horror, or fantasy elements. (No wonder I loved Moon Knight as much as I did, it really was out here hitting all my favourite genres.) Ask me fanfic questions!

#ask #beloved mail #fanfic stuff #god sorry this answer is very lopsided I guess I just really got into the music question #someone asked what music i listen to? time to share my topsy turvy music taste #it really is just so over the place #(but there's no better whiplash then going from like 'it's alright it's okay you're not a demon' to 'JAWS THE SHARK LURKING IN THE DARK!!!')#i leap from broadway music to indie pop to hiphop to folk to punk to rock to mainstream pop to spoken word to southern gothic to--#i personally can't wait to see my own spotify wrapped this year just to see what i've listened to most #(also ohohoho i corrupted your spotify?? mwahaha excellent)#anyway thank you for the questions noggin kisses for you

4 notes · View notes

megan-loves-surveys · 2 months

Text

Gimme more.

Where were your parents born? My Mum was born in Scotland and my Dad in NZ.

Have you ever used public transportation to get to work? Yep, most of the time. The only I don't is the rare time my boyfriend drops me off.

Who in your family has the coolest job? Not sure tbh.

Have you found your first gray hairs yet? No.

What is your favorite food to put gravy on? Potatoes xD

Do you know anyone from Canada? I know a few people online from there.

What’s your opinion on astrology? It's fun, but I don't take it that seriously.

Do you use TikTok? No.

Would you date an 18-year-old at the age you are now? Good lord no.

Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys? I have equal amounts of both as friends.

Are you good at hiding your feelings? Depends.

Can you drive a stick shift? No.

Do you care if people talk badly about you? Not really, but I guess it depends on who it is.

Are you going out of town soon? I wish.

Does anyone hate you? I hope not, but who knows.

Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? No, unless my boyfriend changes his mind and proposes LOL.

Think back 2 months ago; were you in a relationship? Yep.

What’s the best part about school? -

Do you have any pictures on your Facebook? Thousands lol.

Do you ever pass notes to your friends in school? I did all the time in intermediate school, by the end of one year I had an entire bag full of them lol.

Don’t tell me lies, is the last person you texted attractive? Yep, he is. It's my boyfriend hehe xD

Do you have a good relationship with your parents? Definitely, I'm close to both of them.

How do you want to die? Old age.

When was your last physical fight? The closest I've been to a fight is slapping some dude at a club who wouldn't stop harassing me once lol.

Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? Yep.

Ever made out in the bathroom? Probably.

Are you scared of spiders? YES.

What is/are/were your best subject(s)? Computers/IT, Legal Studies and English.

Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? Probably.

Do you have trust issues? It depends.

Favourite food? Mac & cheese.

Do you believe everything happens for a reason? I hope not, cos then why did I get hit by a car and break my shoulder?

Is cheating ever okay? I cheat on video games, but that's it LOL.

What makes you happy? Lots of stuff.

Is there anyone you would die for? Hmm...

What’s the best news you’ve gotten lately? Not sure, but it's not like things have been going wrong lol.

^And, the worst? Hmm.

Do you like getting dressed up? Sure.

Would you be embarrassed to find out you snored loudly in public? Probably, but I know I don't snore, cos my boyfriend has never said that I do lol.

Are you reading any books at the moment? Yep - Reach For The Stars, it's about British pop groups of the 90s and 00s. It's so good.

When was the last time you had a tick on you? Never?

Have you been to the Grand Canyon? I have! It's breathtaking and totally worth the trip. We went on a tour thing and they included lunch cooked by the Native Americans who reside there, it was so cool. It's a super long drive from Las Vegas (where we were staying) though, we had to get up at 4am lol.

Do you like grapes or raisins better? I love them both!

What is the picture on the desktop on the computer you’re using? It's a photo of The Shield from Super Showdown in 2018 where they're in masks. It's been my desktop pic since then, I haven't changed it in over 5 years, it even followed me between laptops, I got a new one and immediately put it as the pic xD I can't change it at this point, it would be too weird.

Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis? No.

Do you believe in ghosts? Maybe? I need proof.

Would you ever stay overnight in a haunted house? Oh yeah probably.

When was the last time you had an injection? What for? Covid vaccine booster.

Is there anything you cannot wait to be over? Dunno.

What was the last thing you had done at the dentist? Cleaning.

Does your best girlfriend have any talents that you don’t? She can drive, I can't lol.

What color eyes does the last person you kissed have? Blue.

Did your parents ever read stories to you before bed? Yep.

What are you listening to? Scribe - Stand Up (a NZ hip hop artist, this song has the best instrumental)

Do you like hickeys? Haha not really.

Do you hate the person you fell the hardest for? No, I'm still in love with him lol.

Do you have any summer plans yet? Our summer just ended.

Has the last person you kissed ever seen you cry? Oh yep.

Are most of your friends guys or girls? Both about equal cos I have loads of wrestling friends who are mostly male, but I also have lots of female friends from school and that.

Who do you text the most? My boyfriend.

Would you get involved with someone if they had a child already? My boyfriend has two grown up sons haha, so I have to say yes. One of them is only 5 years younger than I am! LOL.

Do you miss your last sweetie? Not at all.

Would you rather be anorexic or obese? Neither, thanks.

Do you know anyone who is pregnant right now? No.

What’s your favorite alcoholic beverage? Jim Beam, Malibu or Long Island iced tea.

Do you play any games on your phone? Pokemon Sleep, Pokemon Go and BitLife. I've played both Go and Sleep since day 1.

Have you ever shaved your face? I use tweezers to get any stray hairs lol.

What was the last vaccination you got? Covid.

Do you have a brother? No.

Would you ever have a bird as a pet? No.

Have you ever had to speak at a funeral? No.

When was the last time you saw your father? Last night, he picked me up from the Five concert. Usually I'd ask my boyfriend to do it but he was hanging out with his son, so my Dad did it instead.

Any time when you need to search something on the Internet, which search engine do you use? Google.

Do you believe in saving your virginity for marriage or no? LOL, I don't want to get married, so obviously not.

When you open your web browser, what is your home page set to? Why did you select this? I have it set to reopen my tabs from last time.

Have you ever accidentally sent the wrong smiley? Definitely.

Are you more likely to go drive-thru or actually walk in to get fast food? Walk in, cos I don't have a car. Even when I'm with people in a car, we still go in.

How many times have you had a nosebleed? I have no idea.

If you were to make a lot of noise right now, would you wake anyone up? No, it's 9pm lol.

Do you need to have a shower right now? No, I showered this morning.

How many vowels are in your middle name? Two A's.

Do you have all of the vowels in your full name? No, I'm mising U cos I have A, E, I and O.

Are you currently crushing on anyone? Yep.

How do you feel right now? I'm pretty good, cos the headache I had earlier today is mostly gone now.

Do you talk in your sleep that you know of? No.

Have you ever been on a road trip of more than 10 hours? No.

Are you waiting for anything right now? A few things.

How far away is the nearest KFC? About 10 min drive, it's up by the train station.

Do you use reusable bags when you go grocery shopping? Yep.

Have you ever met someone online and then met them in person? Oh yeah, quite a few people.

Do you tend to wake up in a different position you fell asleep in? Yep.

What does your perfume or cologne smell like? I don't wear it.

Is there a bookshelf in your bedroom? I have a bookcase.

Have you ever seen Flight of the Conchords? No, which is funny cos they're Kiwis xD

How many hours away is the next sunset? The sun only set about an hour ago, so about... 23 hours? LOL.

What was the last flavour of ice cream you ate? Chocolate.

Do you want to move out of your current house any time soon? Why or why not? No, I like my house!

Are there a lot of noisy birds around your house? Sometimes haha, cos there's loads of trees.

Have you been to a fancy restaurant in the past year? I'd say Porterhouse Grill is fancy cos it's expensive haha, I was there in January.

How old were you when you learned how to ride a bike? I never learnt.

Do you follow recipes carefully or just skim over quickly? I don't cook.

What colour are your favourite cousin’s eyes? Dunno.

Have you ever nearly fallen asleep behind the wheel of a car? I don't drive.

Are you hungry right now? Yes.

Do bugs bother you or not? They definitely bother me.

When was the last time you played a board game? Who did you play with? I go to a games night every 2 weeks with my friend David, a whole bunch of us play board games. So 2 weeks ago cos the next games night is tomorrow xD

Don’t you hate having to call banks and insurance companies? Most of my banking stuff is done online now.

Do you know anyone named Harley? No.

Are there any dints or scratches on your car? -

What’s your favourite place to shop for bras and underwear? Kmart, Warehouse, Bendon etc.

Have you ever thrown someone’s stuff away on purpose? No.

Do you have any cool or cute keychains? I have two on my bag - a Seth Rollins logo one and a little Converse sneaker haha. On my keyring I have a NYC one and one from the Grand Canyon with my name on it.

Is your mailing address different than your residential address? No.

Are there any farms near your house? What animals do they have? I live in the suburbs, so no, no farms.

Do you ever write in cursive? I don't even know how to.

Have you ever had a computer virus before? Most likely. I used to download loads of random shit from Limewire and Kazaa, it could get dodgy.

Are you dependent upon anyone? I try not to be.

Are there any book characters you’d like to portray? Dunno.

Who did you last text? David, we were confirming games night tomorrow.

Is there anything on your bed right now? All my plushies, my handbag (which I meant to put on the floor, I'll do it when I next get up), a book, a magazine and my hairbrush.

When was the last time you went to the grocery store? Saturday.

What way would you like to die when it’s your time? Old age.

What are you most afraid of in the world? Spiders.

Have you ever been caving? No.

Do you do well in math related things? I have that dyscalculia thing, I'm pretty sure. My Maths skills are absolutely horrendous.

What is your favorite fruit? Banana or apple.

If you had to choose, which sibling would you live with? I'm an only child.

Do you have any tattoos? No.

Are you planning on getting any in the near future? Probably not.

When was your last date? A few weeks back.

When did you get Facebook? 2010, I think?

Are any of your family members in jail? No.

What was your first pet’s name? Piglet.

Are there any people at your job who absolutely hates you? I don't think so, our team is small and everyone is chill with each other.

What was the last book you read? Reach For The Stars.

Have you ever read any books in one day? Yes. Used to do that all the time as a kid.

What was the last thing you bought? Some fries from Burger King, lol. Before that, it was a flag banner thing at the Five concert.

What are your plans for tomorrow? My Mum and I are going to Botany to shop and have lunch, then later on I'm going with David to games night. Damn, just realised I won't have time to see my boyfriend tomorrow :/

Is there any jewelry you wear constantly? Yes - my Pandora charm bracelet and my rings.

Are your fingernails painted at the moment? No.

Do you prefer cool, warm or neutral colors? All of them.

Have you ever taken art classes? Only when I was forced to at school.

What’s the most boring movie you’ve ever seen? Dunno.

Do you know how to work a cash register? Not really.

Fact or fiction novels? Fiction.

Have you ever suffered from depression? I don't think so. I've been sad, but not depressed.

Do you think you’re a clingy person? I can be, my boyfriend jokes that I am but I'm really not xD

Have you ever been in a physical fight before? Kinda, I've slapped a few people. One of them was another girl and she slapped me back LOL.

How often would you say you disagree with your parents? We disagree on occasion.

What color shirt did you wear yesterday? I wore a playsuit lol. But today I'm wearing a black Mox shirt.

Do you have a job? Yes.

If so, do you like it? Yes.

Have you ever been called a slut before? Yes lol, both welcomed and unwelcomed.

What’s something you’ve been craving? KFC lol, even though I had it last week.

Have you ever slept with your window open? Used to all the time in the last house I lived in, but I can't do it here cos my room faces the main highway so it's way too noisy.

Can you play violin? No.

What was the last desert you had? A chocolate ice block thing.

Have you ever had a wild animal as a pet? No.

Do you know anyone you talk to on Facebook but won’t talk to in person? Well yes, cos we've never met lol.

What color are your mother’s eyes? Brown.

Do you have a best friend? Yes.

If so, how long have you been best friends? Since 2002, so almost 22 years now.

Do you cry easily? Depends.

Have you ever been into a court room? Yes, I've served on juries 3 times.

How many necklaces would you say you own? None.

Do you plan on being strict towards your children? I don't want kids.

Do you own any tie-dye shirts? No.

What would you say is your favorite day of the week? Probably Saturday, but Friday is good too.

Do you ever wear lipstick? No.

Do you own a pool? Haha no.

Do you have a Tumblr account? Yes lol, I'm using it right now :P

Would you say you’re overweight? No, but I do need to lose a bit of stomach fat.

How many colors are in your hair? Three technically - blue, purple and my regrowth which is dark haha.

Do you flirt with a lot of people? No, only my boyfriend xD

Have you ever been falsely accused of starting drama? Yes.

How old are you? 36.

Do you attend church regularly? No.

Have you ever found a song that describes your whole life? Dunno.

What time did you wake up this morning? I got up at 7am, but I'd been awake since about 5:30 cos I wasn't feeling well.

What time do you plan on waking up tomorrow morning? 8:30 or so.

What kind of car do you drive? No car.

What kind of car would you like to have? Dunno.

Have you ever been to Dairy Queen? No.

If so, what’s your favorite thing to eat from there? -

How old did you turn on your last birthday? 36.

Ever felt like falling apart? No.

Have you ever been in an ambulance? Yes.

Do you tend to worry a lot? Not a lot, but some.

How old were you when you lost your first tooth? Pffft, not sure.

Do you remember your first time on the internet? Not really haha, I have no clue what sites I even went to.

Which website do you email from? Hotmail/Outlook. It's technically Outlook but I have a grandfathered in Hotmail address cos my email was registered in 2001, I got to keep it. I also have a Gmail I use for 'professional' work stuff lol.

#survey #surveys #personal survey #random survey

0 notes

hopeless-astronaut · 3 years

Text

Dannymay day 2- home

"It's not much but it's home. And you can stay as long as you want."

Love the idea that Val invites Dani to live with her sometime after D-stabilized

#danny phantom #dp #valerie gray #dani phantom #dannymay #my art #i gave up on val but i think dani turned out cute #AND AHHHH MY FIRST DANNY MAY POST AKLJGHDSSF #I'VE BEEN DOING HAPPY LITTLE HAND FLAPS ALL DAY #even if it's not my best i still got it done and honestly that's all i can ask for right now #I'm not gonna do too many of these though i think i have ideas for maybe two a week?#And yeah most of them are gray ghost lol #and please excuse my shitty cursive i did that from memory #the softball thing is just a headcannon of mine and honestly i don't even know if you can letter in it

46 notes · View notes

cuttoothed · 3 years

Text

Getting this in just under the wire for day 1 of @jonmartinweek prompt “Comfy Jumpers”. I get so much joy from writing these two in s1 and thinking “lol you idiots are going to be in love some day.”

Martin knows that Jon doesn’t approve of the way he dresses.

It’s not exactly a surprise. Jon doesn’t approve of much about Martin: his report-writing, his Latin translations, even his very existence seems to irk Jon at times. Frankly, the feeling is mutual. Martin was perfectly happy working in the library, where his boss wasn’t an overbearing perfectionist arsehole, and if he’d been given a choice in the matter he’d still be shelving books and updating the filing systems, not getting glared at for his clothing choices. He’s well aware that Jon never wanted him in the Archives either, but they’re here now, so Mister Head Archivist is just going to have to live with it. They’re both going to have to.

Jon isn’t subtle about his displeasure; it’s difficult to miss his pointed scowls at Martin’s scuffed trainers and graphic-print t-shirts. And considering that Sasha wears jeans and t-shirts some days as well—though admittedly she tends to plain colors or muted prints, rather than retro video game characters—it’s pretty clear that it’s less about the clothes than it is the person wearing them.

Well, Jon can scowl all he wants, because everything Martin wears technically falls within the Institute’s dress code and there’s not a word Jon can say to him.

Martin has always run hot, so as winter closes in and other people are bundling up in heavy coats and jumpers, he throws hoodies over his t-shirts and zips them up only far enough that the bright graphic prints are still clearly visible to Jon’s critical eye.

Yeah, he thinks sometimes when he walks into Jon’s office, get an eyeful of Yoshi and see how you like it.

Jon, for his part, seems determined to outlast the winter in his usual dress shirt and tweed jacket combo. Martin knows that Jon isn’t particularly warm blooded—he’s seen the way the man huddles into his jacket like a tortoise in its shell until the central heating warms the basement up in the mornings—but he still refuses to add so much as an argyle sweater vest to his outfit in deference to the season.

The only concession Jon makes to the weather is a voluminous gray overcoat and a dark purple scarf, which he takes off the moment he gets into the office, regardless of how cold it is before the ancient heating system creaks to life.

And, well, it’s none of Martin’s business if his boss is too much of a pompous arse to dress appropriately for the weather. If he wants to freeze his backside off to maintain his academic dignity, far be it from Martin to intervene. Martin doesn’t feel sorry for him, when he sees Jon blowing on his fingers to warm them up, or briskly rubbing his arms while he waits for the kettle to boil and he thinks nobody else is around. Not in the slightest.

It’s below zero on the day in December when the central heating finally gives up the ghost. Even Martin can feel the chill in the Archives this morning, keeps his hoodie zipped up all the way even when he runs into Jon in the kitchenette. Jon looks miserably cold, his shoulders hunched and his movements stiff as he makes his tea.

“Morning, Jon,” Martin says cheerfully. “Bit nippy, isn’t it?”

“Just a bit,” says Jon sardonically. Somewhere overhead, there’s a metallic clanking as the heating system starts up.

“Finally,” Jon mutters, casting his eyes upward. The pipes creak and clank some more, and there’s an odd whirring sound that Martin’s fairly sure isn’t normal, and then a long, descending groan into silence.

“Oh,” says Martin. “That doesn’t sound good.”

“Bloody hell,” says Jon, and storms off to his office. A while later, he sends an email to inform them all that he’s spoken to Elias and the heating is out for the whole building, and that they should all feel free to work from home for the rest of the day if they choose. Sasha and Tim waste no time packing up, but Martin lingers, agonizing over which notes and references he should take with him. He’s never before had a job where working from home was an option, and he isn’t Tim or Sasha, isn’t someone Jon trusts and actually wanted to work with. Martin needs to make sure he gets it right.

At last he thinks he has everything he needs, but still Martin is hesitating, fiddling with the strap of his satchel. Maybe he should just check in with Jon before he leaves, make sure there isn’t anything else he needs to do. Make sure Jon knows I’m going to be working today, not just skiving off.

The door to Jon’s office is standing ajar; Martin taps on it, and pokes his head in without waiting for a response.

Jon looks up as he walks in, his expression startled. He is wearing a jumper. A chunky knit jumper in a warm maroon color, with a Christmas tree and several reindeer on the front. One of the reindeer has a red bobble for a nose. The jumper is oversized, the ends of the sleeves falling past Jon’s wrists.

It’s...incredibly cute, which is not a term that Martin ever expected to associate with his arsehole boss. Attractive, in a severe, unattainable way, sure, but not cute. Yet somehow, here they are.

“Ah, Martin,” Jon says, looking flustered. “I, uh, I thought you’d left with the others?”

“I was—I just wanted to check in with you first, make sure you didn’t need anything. You should head home too, it’s freezing in here.”

“I—I’m perfectly fine.” Jon plucks at the front of the jumper, looking embarrassed. “This is, ah, I bought this for the Institute Christmas party, but it’s surprisingly warm—and quite comfortable.”

“Oh, that’s, uh, that’s not part of your usual wardrobe then?” Martin hazards a chuckle, and to his relief, Jon huffs an amused breath. He raises a hand to adjust his glasses, but his sleeve gets in the way; he pushes both sleeves up to the elbows, and oh no, that’s even cuter.

“No, not—not usually,” he says. Martin frowns, suddenly remembering.

“You didn’t wear it at the party last week, though?”

“No, it’s—it was from the previous year, when I was in Research. It-it didn’t seem appropriate this year, being in a management role. Fortunately I still had it in a box, though I, uh, I didn’t really expect anyone to see me in it.”

Martin feels a sudden pang of something that might be sympathy. He understands how it feels, the desperate pressure to be professional, to be taken seriously, the constant second guessing of what you’re doing, whether you’re giving away something you shouldn’t. It’s hardly the same, of course: Jon’s not likely to be fired for wearing a silly jumper. But...Martin gets it.

“Actually,” he lies, “I, uh, I have to meet with Sophie up in the library later, so I’m around for the day. I was just going to go out and pick up some early lunch. Thought I’d see if you want anything?”

“Oh, ah, where are you going?” Jon asks tentatively, looking surprised at the offer.

“I was thinking of that cafe just around the corner—maybe get some soup and a sandwich?”

“That would be...very nice, actually. If you’re sure you don’t mind?”

“I wouldn’t have offered if I did,” says Martin, and takes the ten pound note Jon offers him.

“Thank you, Martin,” says Jon, and it’s the probably the most sincere thing Martin’s ever heard him say. He finds himself smiling without meaning to.

“Not a problem.”

It’s too early for lunch, really, but Martin knows Jon never eats breakfast and he missed it himself this morning. He gets two portions of steaming tomato and basil soup and toasted cheese sandwiches from the cafe, and when he gets back, Jon’s found a small space heater to plug in, so his office is marginally warmer than the rest of the Archives. They sit on opposite sides of Jon’s desk to eat, talking about the case that Martin’s working on. It’s the first time Martin’s actually had the chance to properly discuss a case, rather than stumbling through his report while Jon watches expectantly; Jon listens, and asks questions, and even offers some helpful suggestions for Martin’s follow up. It’s...oddly nice.

(Jon also continues to look unreasonably cute in his oversized Christmas jumper, but Martin carefully ignores that.)

The heating gets fixed by early afternoon, and the Archives warm up to the point where Martin can unzip his hoodie. When he drops off his finished case report to Jon’s office, Jon is back in his shirt and jacket, the maroon jumper packed away out of sight. He looks perfectly staid and professional once again. I saw you looking cute, though, Martin thinks, and then tries to pretend he didn’t; he is not going down that route.

Jon glances up when Martin comes in, taking in the “Marvin the Martian” t-shirt that’s now visible beneath his hoodie. Instead of a disapproving scowl, however, he gives a small, hesitant smile.

“Thank you, Martin,” he says as he takes the report, and something flutters warm in Martin’s chest.

Oh no, he thinks.

#the magnus archives #tma #jonmartinweek2021 #jonmartin #my fic

353 notes · View notes

luvnami · 3 years

Text

𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬!

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - aa my first time writing for kny!! i hope you like it~ the title is a play on the word ‘pillars’ lol hopefully that makes sense... enjoy!! likes, comments and reblogs really help me a lot <3

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - @/amjustagirl (muacks)

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - mention of food

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 - what if the pillars were... cats?

𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐠𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐢

- the CHONKIEST fella you’ve ever seen in your entire life

- seriously, this cat feels like a brick when you try to pick him up

- yes, his fur is dense. no, he does not get any skinnier when he’s matted down with water

- a lovely, calm cat abandoned by his previous owners because they were moving out of the country

- he loves lazing in the sun and his brown fur turns golden in it!!!

- is a lap cat but doesn’t understand that your legs turn numb way too fast when he’s purring away like a little truck motor

- (his purrs are so deep……. put him on an asmr youtube channel already!!!!)

- once, you had a dream that you were drowning. you found him sleeping on your chest when you woke up gasping for air

- broke a flimsy cat tree once and is now terrified of heights

- a big baby :( kind of needy, always welcomes you at the door when you come home with chirps and gets frisky when you don’t return till late

𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢

- …

- the quiet cat that seems like it might murder you in your sleep

- you adopted him together with kanroji because he simply wouldn’t leave her side and wouldn’t leave your side so… yeah

- this cat HATED you at first

- like… he even refused to eat the food that you tried to give him :/// you had to lure him out with some churu

- you once woke up in the middle of the night because you were thirsty and found two glowy things at your bedroom door

- yeah, he was staring at you while you slept

- you didn’t dare to get a glass of water and just went back to sleep

- dark gray short fur with heterochromia! you think that he might be kanroji’s sibling but the centre said that they came in at different times

- he goes crazy for catnip oh my goodness

- he rolls himself in it and purrs so LOUD……….. ok iguro……..

𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐢

- so! affectionate!

- you adopted her from a local centre… seriously, who abandoned this pretty baby!!!!!!!

- (iguro insisted on being adopted as well. they come in a pair, do not separate.)

- is a white short fur with heterochromia <333 she looks so magical omg

- when you visited the adoption centre, she wouldn’t stop meowing and curling herself around your legs

- how could you not take her home!!!!!

- she tries to steal all kinds of food (even yours). please don’t own any plants, she will try to chomp them as well

- one time you came back home and heard some loud rustling from the door. you were terrified that it was a thief but when you switched on the lights, the cat had somehow managed to raid your pantry :/

- loves loves loves cuddles!! will even let you touch her soft tummy and play with her toe beans (only for a while though!)

- you wish she’d stop jumping around and getting into the hardest to reach spots…….

- loves trying out new collars, toys and even outfits!

- grooms iguro a lot and loves playing with him <3

𝐤𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐮

- y’all know the cats that play nice when you’re petting them and then bite your hand immediately after… yeah

- the childhood cat that gives you trauma after it scratched you one too many times

- but very lovable and social!! loves meeting new people and then giving you a smug look as she crawls into their lap

- is not tempted by treats… she will do a trick when she wants to

- siamese, brown to white with a tail that flicks too much when she’s irritated

- this cat pushes your glass of water off of the table while looking you in the eye

- will lay herself over your keyboard when you’re trying to work

- has and will chew up your socks again

- scratches your furniture even after you sprayed it with that ‘no-scratch’ spray

- HOWEVER she will occasionally let you scritch her chin when she feels amiable…….

- tries to groom you sometimes

- jumps around too much for her (and your) own good. has caused the shattering of many things and now you cannot place fragile objects on shelves

𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨

- the most!! active and happy tabby cat you’ve ever seen!!!!!

- meow! meow meow meow!

- man i have no idea what you’re saying rengoku but you look happy and adorable so have a treat

- probably a family cat that your dad brought back home (much to mom’s dismay) but he’s part of the family now

- VERY vocal at night no matter how much you try to tire him out in the day… rip

- will wake you up because! human! it is night time and my water bowl is an inch out of place!

- has the most gorgeous coat ever… really. it’s an envy for many cat owners

- he struts around with his head in the air and demands many pets from you while yowling and pawing your leg

- loves outdoor walks, actually. will attack a dog on sight if given the chance so please keep him on a leash

- give him little booties to keep his paws clean!!!!!!!! he fell over the first time you put them on but now he’s used to it and he looks so cute omg

- very nurturing!! takes to other cats very easily and is a joy to have around if you’re fostering other animals (besides dogs)

𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢

- this bastard cat

- hisses if you pat him for too long

- hisses if you don’t give him attention

- hisses while you’re pouring out his food and will NOT hesitate to bite you

- if you touch his paw pads, you can goodbye to your fingers

- i’m thinking……. gray shorthair with green eyes!

- probably a stray cat that you took in (which came with a lot of coaxing, snacks and wrangling) who got into one too many fights

- he took a while to get used to staying indoors, often hiding in obscure places and was oddly possessive of your sofa

- no, he did not let you sit on it for a whole month

- he’s very protective and territorial! when he’s feeling like it, he’ll rub against you and get into your closet to curl up and scent your clothes (getting fur all over them)

- once, when you had some friends over, you had to lock him in your bedroom because he wouldn’t stop snarling at them

- no one dares to come over to your place after that

- (he’s secretly addicted to butt pats)

𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨

- black shorthair that literally appeared in your house one day

- you have no idea where he came from but you let him stay for a few days and he’s never left since then

- sometimes, he wanders outside (while chasing a butterfly or something...) but always comes back in time for dinner

- has the clearest emerald eyes!!

- he’s so quiet oh my goodness. you swear you’ve never heard him meow or chirp or purr once………. you think he might be a ghost cat sometimes

- moves around silently too. has scared you on more than one occasion when you turned around and found him staring at you, or felt something furry brush against your leg while you weren’t expecting it

- doesn’t initiate affection much but will let you pet and smother him with love!! he kinda just… chills lol

- loves snuggling in the warmest places! sometimes you’ll come home and find a suspicious bump under your covers… lift it and you might find a friend within <3

- hates hate hates collars

- will literally bat at you if you ever try to put one on him

𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐮

- loves water so much its crazy

- you have to lock your bathroom door because he’s somehow managed to figure out how to open the doors in your house

- like, he’ll actually jump into the shower with you

- you brought him home one day when you found him as a kitten in the rain outside :c (ur the hot anime character now)

- he’s really quiet! rarely meows and prefers to headbutt you (which can be slightly inconvenient, like that one time you were pouring coffee and nearly scalded the both of you)

- his fur is always messy. sticks up everywhere no matter how much you try to brush it

- black fur of medium length and thickness!!! puffs up SO MUCH when winter comes though

- it’s insane, he looks like a ball of soot

- exceptionally fast. when you try to play fetch with him, all you’ll see is a black blur darting back and forth

- easily scared

- you have to be careful when rounding corners or petting him because if he doesn’t expect it he’ll jump like five feet in the air

𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧

- if you do not change his collars or outfits at least once a week or brush him daily he will start yowling

- you decided to adopt him after your neighbour moved to an apartment that didn’t allow cats

- unfortunately, your neighbour was also the most outrageously extravagant person you’ve ever met and spoiled uzui too much

- a good chunk of your monthly spending goes to the cat

- will not eat cheap cat food (how can he tell the difference…?)

- occasionally buries himself in the back of your closet because it’s dark and smells like you but please help me i’m entangled in a scarf and can’t get out!

- loves posing for photographs and being cooed over!! if you run an instagram account for him you’ll be sure to get popular really quickly

- he just… knows the camera is there lol

- hates having his nails clipped omg

- he will run around the house just to escape you and will only be bribed by a fancy new outfit or a churu

190 notes · View notes

ymbrynae · 3 years

Text

DA4 List companion but updated

Here we go again to guess who will be at out party after the Bioware’s video. They will be probably like 99% not accurate in the future, but it’s just for fun. I made post about it some time ago. Let’s go.

English is not my first language!

That’s my list for now - 9 companions, 3 mages, 3 warriors and 3 rouges like in previous games.

Rouges

1. Lace Harding

I still think Lace Harding could be our next companion. Why? She’s fan’s fav, she’s skilled archer, Leliana is/was her mentor and she’s linked to Inquisition. As a treat the woman from concept art underwater looks a lot like her!

Brown hair, the same hairstyle, bright eyes, light skin, small posture as a dwarf. For sure it could be any other new character, but in this concept art we also can see Dorian and Isabela, so...

She could be also romancable for everyone.

2. Qunari lady

In my previous post, I put qunari lady as a mage, bc it would a big switch from last two qunari warriors we had, but qunari rouge is good too! They have to use their muscles, right?

Qunari lady rouge is on three concept art, so she is the most probably companion for now. I wanna kiss her. The one in shot with sunrise has a diffrent hairstyle, wavy, much darker, maybe even black hair, so her looks could be still in development or it’s vision of DA4′s protagonist.

Alas, we will see some qunari lady and she will be probably bi/pan romance.

2. Antivian Crow???

Well, even if I put here concept art with female crow, I still think it would be Lucanis Dellamorte from DA Teviner Nights.

Lucanis could be this not-Ezio-assasin from sunrise concept art. For sure Lucanis will be somebody important in game, bc of his grandmother as first talon of crow. Yeah, I don't think he's dead.

He could be romancable, maybe as bi or hetero?

Mages

1. Ghost in Skeleton body - Mortalitasi

We had already spirit companion in DAO Awakening, but it’s something diffrent. In Nevarra spirits can take control of dead body in safe environment and it’s quite common for them to be working as normal people.

Kristoff or Cole weren’t mages, so being a mage could explain why his head is on green fire. Just some flashy effects.

Skeleton with green fire is on two concept arts, on the group shot and underwater shot, so it’s possible for him to show in game.

No romance, it would be too weird XD

2. The Executor

The Executors are new fraction for DA world and they are really dangerous. Even Solas see them as a threat for his plans, so one of them could be a big help for DA4′s protagonist. They would bring new powers and new weapons.

In Tevinter Nights, one of them is described with genderless voice and big cloak, so companion could be first nonbinary companion for the series.

I’m guessing no romance or limited romance by gender.

3. Tevinter Mage

We all know since Trespasser the action will take place in Tevinter. The concept arts are also obvious in that matter, so it would be helpfull to have someone from Imperium as a guide.

In my first post, I was guessing Maevaris Tilani as possible companion, bc she’s close friend of Dorian, but it could be someone new.

Bellara, played by Jee Young Han could be Tevinter mage. Her name sounds a little like italian word and Tevinter has latin base language and culture. Jee Young Han has american accent, but it’s not impossible for person from tevinter to has accent like that.

Possibly hetero romance?

Warriors

1. Gray Warden

Like in all previous games (Blackwall lol) we will have Grey Warden companion. They will return for sure and probably it will be Davrin played by Ike Amadi.

Something weird is happening with Grey Wardens and for sure it will be one of main plots in DA4.

I’m guessing his romance will only for female protagonist.

2. Lord of Fortune

Lords of Fortune is another one fraction for DA world. They are mercenaries and mostly care only for money. It’sreally usefull when there is a need for skilled warriors.

They could be man or woman, maybe gender limited romance. I’m not really sure.

3. Elven warrior

Trusting elf in this time is like a rullete, but it would be nice to have someone who is not agreeing with Solas’s plan for world.

Like a Charter in Tevinter NIghts, this person could have reasons to save other from Solas, like having a family/lover/child.

Maybe not romancable???

Anyway, what do you think? Do you agree? Pls, let me know in comments :3

#dragon age #dragon age 4 #da4 #da4 speculation #dragon age 4 characters #dragon age inuisition #dragon age tevinter nights #dragon age spoilers #da teviner night spoiler #spoiler #speculation #BioWare #games

24 notes · View notes

inosukki · 4 years

Text

stress relief, kenma kozume.

synopsis: after a rough day at work, kenma wants to try something new that might benefit the both of you.

warnings: titty sucking, handjob, cum eating <3

[a/n]: this is my first and last time writing nsfw content LOL. also did not proofread my bad bros😔

Things were eerily quiet without Kenma around.

Well, to be quite honest, things would still be quiet even if Kenma were in your shared apartment. But at least you’d here the clicking of his controller or the soft grunts of discontent that came with him playing his games. It was odd how he barely made a sound when playing, only opening his mouth to give a command or plan an attack with his team. Most guys you knew yelled at the top of their lungs, followed by insults and curses that left you wondering how someone could ever talk to another human being with such venom.

Maybe that’s what drew you to him back in highschool. His shy demeanor. Always cool, calm, and collected. Nothing like Kuroo, the brash and loud hyena-laughing third year who’d introduced the two of you to eachother.

Kuroo and you, despite being a grade level apart, had been placed into the same chemistry class. The two of you bonded over the fact that none of your friends had shared your wits, so you decided to be lab partners for the rest of the year. There was something about your persona that drew you to him, you were so welcoming and inviting and comfortable. Just the perfect person to get Kenma out of his shell, he thought.

So, one day, he invited you to his house (which at first caused you to raise a brow, you were just school friends, right?) to study for an upcoming exam. He was easily the smartest person in the class, but you took this as an opportunity to catch up to your senpai. Unknown to you, he had also invited Kenma to play COD, which lead you to come face to face with a cute boy with cat-like eyes that you would end up falling for.

That lead you here, sprawled out on your couch clad in boxer shorts and a hoodie, lazily scanning your eyes across a copy of The Awakening. Today was your off day from work which you’d hoped to spend with Kenma, but as you two were cuddling, he received an urgent phone call that left you cold and alone in bed. All you could do now was patiently wait for your boyfriend to come home.

As if on cue, you could hear the light tinkling of keys and the click of your front door. The creaking sound it emitted caused you to cringe (but you left a mental note to get that fixed soon) and place down your book.

“Hey honey, how was work?” You called, fitting your chin in between your knees. You wrapped your arms around your legs, squeezing them closer to your chest.

Kenma swiftly closed the door, shrugged off his coat, and slung it onto the floor all in one breath. He was visibly tense and irritation flooded his eyes. Sighing, you picked your book back up and payed him no mind.

Though your relationship with Kenma was amazing, it was far from perfect. He was sweet and attentive (to an extent) but he had trouble communicating himself. You could barely read him as he often showed no emotion. And when he did, he barely liked to talk about it. It was probably the only thing about him that bothered you.

You heard the creaking of the floorboards as he walked past you and into your shared bedroom, along with a deep sigh and the shuffling of feet. The only thing you could do right now was wait it out and hope he’d come to you.

The stress of being a CEO, Youtuber, pro-gamer, and stock trader was larger than you could imagine. Kenma was always up late nights, often on the phone or on his PC, discussing with other board members or filming a video. But he never once complained, which both worried you and caused your heart to swell. He was always independent like that, but it also wasn’t healthy to keep things inside all the time. You wanted to be the shoulder he could lean on, just like he was for you.

As your focus shifted from your thoughts to the book in your hands, you felt the a weight drop down beside you. You stopped yourself from jumping when you realized that it was just Kenma. Fuck, you thought. He really is like a cat. I barely even noticed him. Instead of the suit he was wearing when he walked in, he was sporting a pair of gray sweatpants and a plan white tee. Once again, you placed down your book (would you ever finish it?) and faced towards him.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” You whispered, taking one of his hands and rubbing soothing circled with your thumb.

He shook his head, no. “Rough day at work,” he mumbled, his raspy voice causing a smile to form on your lips. “Make it better?”

Now it was your turn to sigh as you enveloped him in your arms. Kenma places himself in your lap, almost like a child, legs squeezing around your waist and arms encircling your neck. He pressed his face into the crook of your neck, adjusting his body as to not hurt you. Gently, you placed your hand on his head, raking your fingers through his bleach-blonde hair.

What Kenma lacked in words, he made up for in touch.

Whether it was a hand on your thigh, a leg on your lap, an arm around your waist, or his head on your shoulder, Kenma was always touching you as to remind you that he was present. Instead of a simple ‘hey’ he’d press his lips against your cheek or wrap you up in his arms. It was cute, and the first time he’d greeted you with a hug and a kiss you almost melted on the spot.

The innocent embrace between you two was cut short by the sound of sucking and slurping ringing through your ears. You let out a sharp gasp, your breathing halting for a second. Kenma, without warning, had begun to leave wet, open-mouthed kisses in the crook of your neck. The hand that had been gently placed in his hair was now gripping onto the strands in shock.

The sounds ceased completely as Kenma pulled away to look into your eyes, a string of spit following in tow. It was only then you noticed the pool of saliva on your neck, reaching your hands to touch the dampened skin.

“Sorry, was that ok?” He whispered, suddenly shy.

That was more than ok.

“Uh, yeah that was o-it was nice...I liked it.” You affirmed, scratching the back of your neck.

What had come over him? Usually it was you that had initiated anything sexual between the two of you. Kenma was rather low-maifnence in that aspect of your relationship, and never asked you to do anything or even hinted at it. Sometimes it felt like the only reason the two of you had sex was because you wanted it. He seemed indifferent to the whole ordeal. But now he was suddenly attacking your neck unprompted. You were kind of thankful for it, honestly.

“I-Is it ok if I tried something?”

His eyes flickered to yours, a hopeful glint in them. He had placed his hands between his thighs, gently rocking back and forth as if he were nervous. You held back a laugh as to not embarrass him. He was adorable.

“Yeah,” you nodded. “Go ahead.”

The rocking subsided as he let both sides of his lips turn upwards in a shy smile. He removed his hands from his legs, letting himself reach up to the hem of your sweatshirt. Slowly yet with anticipation he lifted your sweatshirt over your head, tossing them to the side with ease. The removal had left your hair parting in several directions, which caused you to chuckle and smooth it down.

A sharp intake of breath caught your attention as Kenma’s eyes bored into your bare chest. It was as if he was shocked that you weren’t wearing a bra. You watched in anticipation as he brought his right hand to caress your left breast, thumb lightly ghosting your nipple. It was your turn to inhale as the touch caused you to jolt upwards and lean into him. He smiled, that was the reaction he was looking for.

“Your tits are so pretty, baby. Soft...” The compliment sent waves of heat through your body.

Kenma let his thumb press circles into your soft nipple which was beginning to harden due to his intimate touch. Before you could urge him to do something, anything, he opened his mouth and let his mouth go to work on your breast. His tongue licked around the hardened bud, letting out a content sigh. He seemed to be enjoying this just as much as you were.

A soft moan escaped your lips as you pressed his face even closer to your tits. He sucked harshly, as if trying to milk you. Immediately, you bit your lip to stop yourself from making any more noise, almost embarrassed at how easily Kenma affected you.

He continued to suckle on your breast, even lightly nibbling it, as if begging you to make some sort of noise. The lewdness of him sloppily sucking on your skin shot arousal straight to your core.

He let his hand trail to your other breast, groping it with a rather strong grip before lazily giving you a squeeze here and there. A substantial amount of drool dribbled down the sides of his chin as his tongue swirled around your nipple. “I...I’m getting...hard...”

You hadn’t realized that your eyes were rolling into the back of your head until they began to unblur. Kenma has detached himself from your chest with a small ‘pop’ and was wiping his lips with his forearms. Your eyes trailed to his crotch, biting your lip at the darkened spot of his sweatpants. The faint bulge caused heat to pool in your lower stomach.

“Um, could you maybe... give me a–uh–handjob while I’m... doing this?”

You giggled, nodding feverently. He smiled nervously at you, avoiding all eye contact. Growing impatient, you gestured for him to get up, to which he obeyed. You snaked his sweatpants down, letting them fall to his feet, and did the same with his boxers. You bit your lip once again when his cock sprang free from the confines of his undergarments, slapping against his stomach.

“C’mere,” you whispered, guiding him back into your lap. Before he could continue his assault on your tits, you wet your hands with a generous amount of your saliva, licking it from the beginning of your wrist to the ends of your fingers. Then, you masterfully wrapped your fingers around his cock, ensuring that its entirety was covered in the sticky substance.

“Ah–” Kenma whined at the touch, arching his body into your hand. In order to keep himself preoccupied, he gripped your left breast and paid special attention to the one he left untouched.

As he licked and sucked on your breast, you went to work. His cock had stiffened in your grip, his thick veins almost protruding. You reached for his balls, light massaging them with your fingers, earning a groan into your chest. Smiling to yourself, you lightly grazed the area between his testicles, knowing how sensitive it was. His breath hitched in his throat, and once you were satisfied with the noises Kenma was making, you moved onto his length.

The tips of your fingers lightly scratched along his hardened cock, teasing his sensitive state. You continued the teasing with soft, slow strokes along his shaft, making sure you didn’t apply to much pressure and have him finish early (which happened quite a bit, to his embarrasment).

Your hand momentarily froze when you heard Kenma’s soft moans. How is it possible for a man to have such a pretty moan? The noises that Kenma made were heavenly. Whether it be a mewl or a groan, it always left you wanting more.

“Mm, keep going p-please.”

The request brought you out of your trance like state as you returned your attention to the task at hand. The tip of his cock was a flaring red, pre-cum beginning to spout out. You fisted the middle of his cock, spreading the fluid around.

Your focus on his length had almost blinded you to the fact that he was sucking on your tits. You jolted in surprise when he bit on your supple flesh. You could feel him smiling against you, reveling in the fact that he had elicited such a reaction from you. Two could play at that game.

With your nimble fingers, you slowly pumped his sensitive length, making sure to not apply too much pressure. The movement caused him to whimper and suck even harsher on your bare breast. You grasped his cock, making up and down movements starting from the base and moved up to the shaft , simultaneously rubbing your thumb over his slit.

“Mmf,” Kenma whimpered, his voice muffled by your skin. “Feels so good. You’re too good to me, baby.”

Pride filled in your chest at his words of encouragement. You decided to pick up the pace. Your grip around him strengthened, as did your rythym. As you built up a faster pace, so did he. The puckering sound that filled your apartment only got louder as Kenma violently sucked on your soft skin.

The lewd sound of slurping, sucking, and slapping of skin surrounded the two of you as you violently jerked his cock in fluid motions.

“Keep going, I-I’m almost there.” Kenma griped, no, whined, into you.

“You’re doing so well, Kenma, aren’t you? Your words caused him to bob his head up and down. “Don’t hold back.”

The pressure on his cock didn’t cease as you continued your pace, losing yourself in the bliss of it all. You could feel the heat practically radiating off of him as ceased his sucking and fell into your body in exhaustion.

“I’m gonna...I’m gonna–” His warning fell on deaf ears as you continued pumping him. His whines grew louder and urgent. You loved how vocal he was during times like this.

Suddenly, thick ropes of cum spurted from his cock, staining your soft, silky hands. Kenma was a tired mess, sweat sticking to his white shirt as he heaved and groaned.

The same eery silence from before attempted to creep back, but was warded off by the exhausted groans of your boyfriend.

“Feeling better?” You teased, poking at his side with your clean hand.

He scoffed in disbelief before letting out a small chuckle. “Yeah, much.”

“Good,” you playfully retorted. “Or else I’d have cum on my hand for no fucking reason at all.”

At the mention of his cum, Kenma’s face flushed. He didn’t notice the substance on your hand and immediately got up and began putting on his pants.

“I’ll get you a towe-”

Before he could finish the sentence, you were already lapping up the milky, almost translucent substance with your tongue. You licked up your forearm, catching the stray that had dribbled down. Then, you slurped the majority of it which had gathered in your palm. And finally, you sucked on your fingers, giving a few kitten licks here and there to ensure that you’d gotten it all.

“No need! Got it all. See?” You grinned brightly at him, showing him your clean hand before wiping it on your shorts. “Aww Kenma, your face is all red! Did I embarrass you? C’mere so I can pinch your cheeks!”

“Shut up!” He groaned, attempting to run away but failing to do so due to his pants being at his feet. “Get away from me!”

#haikyuu imagine #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu smut #kenma kozume imagines #kenma kozume imagine #kenma kozume smut #kozume kenma imagine #kozume kenma imagines #kozume kenma smut #kenma kozume x reader

618 notes · View notes

drysdaales · 2 years

Note

can not stress enough how not serious this is but getaway car for bucktaylor. specifically "think about the place where you first met me" and the bar scene

the funniest thing about this ask is that you just compared bt to h*ddlesw*ft and that, my friend, is the most APT comparison you've made today holy shit

i'm actually laughing rn. is buck miss swift in this scenario? i'm thinking yes (if only bc the progression is then to cruel summer in which he and eddie get together).

WAIT WAIT. no one asked but here's an analysis of this because i seriously can't look at my paper anymore or i'll cry myself to sleep tonight. under a cut bc that is so not fair to anyone if i didn't put one in LOL

"no, nothing good starts in a getaway car" - yeah no fucking shit

"it was the best of times, the worst of crimes i struck a match, i blew your mind but i didn't mean it, and you didn't see it" - this is like. the first time they have sex. i get that buck is like "looking for someone" but he knows it's not gonna be taylor kelly, except she honestly can't stop coming back to him. she was like... kind of into him right away weirdly, even though she kinda disappeared after 2x07/2x08

"the ties were black, the lies were white, the shades of gray in candlelight, i wanted to leave him, i needed a reason" - this is buck talking about abby

i think the pre-chorus is actually the most damning part of the song besides the bridge?

"x marks the spot where we fell apart" - treasure hunt episode, where buck is like hey we make a great team, and taylor tries to push him away, and then you go to ghost stories, and buck is the one saying they don't make a great team anymore (through his actions) "he poisoned the well, every man for himself" - this is about the way they treat each other, specifically how neither of them know how to be there for each other "i knew it from the first old fashioned, we were cursed" - yeah this is obvious lmao "it hit you like a shot-gun, shot in the dark" - this is taylor being floored when buck didn't chase after her and then suddenly wanting him back

the entire chorus is like. so them. they're in the getaway car, trying so hard to be something but they're never gonna go anywhere, because at first buck has literally JUST left abby behind, and by the time we get to taylor's return in 4x08, buck is well involved in the diaz family and is like. obviously in love with eddie.

specifically "don't pretend it's such a mystery/should've known i'd be the first to leave, think about the place where you first met me: in a getaway car" like. they can NEVER be endgame because both times they tried to start anything buck's been hung up on something that makes him unavailable, and now taylor's hung up on the past, and it's just never going to work!

the SECOND VERSE

"it was the great escape, the prison break the light of freedom on my face but you weren't thinking and i was just drinking" - this is buck using her to escape his fucked up feelings after the shooting, right? like she kisses him (she's not thinking) and he just lets it happen? he's just drinking it all in.

"well he was runnin' after us, i was screaming 'go, go, go' but with three of us honey it's a sideshow and a circus ain't a love story and now we're both sorry" - buck's trauma involving eddie and christopher is following them through this new iteration of their relationship, and once it's over, it's one of those things where i can imagine they're both sorry. like buck is sorry his heart was never in it, taylor's sorry she let herself get hurt

"x marks the spot, where we fell apart he poisoned the well, every man for himself i knew it from the first old fashioned, we were cursed" same as before "it hit you like a shotgun, shot to the heart" - the breakup! eek!

then the bridge. "we were jet-set, bonnie and clyde til i switched to the other side it's no surprise i turned you in 'cause us traitors never win" - buck just can't do it anymore, so instead of repeating his past relationships (being left), he leaves this time, because he's becoming the thing that hurt him (abby leaving)

"i'm in a getaway car i left you in the motel bar put the money in the bag and i stole the keys that was the last time you ever saw me" - literally don't know what more to say except this analysis was way too in depth for a relationship that i don't care about BUT bt and h*ddlesw*ft is the funniest comparison in the world THANK you for this

#grace speaks #someone should take my account away from me #because i'm going insane from lack of sleep/law school #anyway #i'm now listening to getaway car on repeat this song fucks so hard #em ❤️

10 notes · View notes

nekokoaa · 3 years

Text

Gemini - (18+) Todoroki Shoto x Reader (I)

Summary:

“Looks like you seen a ghost,” yeah, you. Especially with his full white hair and silver eyes and those chills still running down your spine caused by his knuckles lightly pressing into your skin. Honestly, you had to wonder if this was truly Shoto you were staring at and if it was then… who was the one in the kitchen?

Warnings: Clothed sex, food sex, bondage, a little s&m, soft sex, rough sex, eventual threesome

Part of the 18+ series Euphoria - Euphoria Masterlist

Also on AO3

A/C: Honestly it was either 3 parts or an extremely long three sex scenes fic so take it in three parts lol Also, Two Todorokis = Double trouble so you know how this fic is gonna go ;)

-------------------------------

Gemini – Todoroki Shoto x Reader

“I’m home.” The sound of your voice echoed throughout the empty house and when you didn’t get a reply back, you weren’t surprised because Shoto was never home at this time. Because he was a pro hero, he would usually come home in the evening or at night and you would fix him up a delicious dinner to welcome him home. You decided to do just that and set your bag down on a small table in front of the sectional couches and walked through the halls towards the kitchen. You thought you were hearing things when you heard the sound of running water coming from the kitchen and as you moved closer the sound grew louder and then it stopped.

“Shoto?” It was odd that he was home early, but it wasn’t impossible. Maybe he had the night off and wanted to surprise you, so you peeked your head in the kitchen with a smile and saw Shoto wiping a plate dry with a cloth before setting it on the counter. His profile was facing you, specifically his left side with his sapphire blue eye on the plate. He looked a bit upset as there was a frown on his face in place of his usual neutral expression. And you immediately thought something went wrong during work.

“Shoto, are you okay? Did something happen at the agency?” You were quick to be at his side, wrapping an arm around his arm before you laced your hands together with his. Shoto was slow to react maybe because he didn’t notice you approached him but when he felt your fingers in between his, he pulled away from you immediately, yanking his arm from your grip and the piercing glare that came after sent you in confusion. But what really baffled you was the two eyes that harbored that glare was a fiery sapphire hue and the locks of hair that was supposed to be white on his right side were a deep red. If you hadn’t known any better, you would’ve thought somehow Endeavor had turned into a young man because of how wildly similar Shoto looked like him.

“Why are you touching me?” He hissed and took a couple of steps back, his eyes never releasing that hardened gaze. Shoto had never looked at you with such anger before. You had no clue what made him like this.

“W-What happened to your… hair and eyes? Is everything o—” You reached for him and his frown grew deeper, making you freeze in your actions. He simply snatched the plate off the counter and moved it to the island counter, far away from you. You stared at his back, ultimately admitting defeat and walking out of the kitchen. Knowing Shoto, maybe he needed time to cool off before telling you what was wrong, but you had no clue what could’ve made him act like that, especially towards you. No matter how angry he was, it was never directed at you and as much as you wanted to walk back in that kitchen and demand to know what was going on, you knew you had to give him his space.

The bedroom that you shared with Shoto was just past the guest room down the hall and when you opened it, you were thrown off by the sight of someone buried under the covers in your bed. It felt like a cruel joke. First with Shoto’s sudden distant attitude and now finding out that the reason for his cold attitude could be because he was cheating on you and sloppily forgot to remove the evidence. The first thing you thought to do was to run right back in the kitchen and demand some answers but since the bitch was right here, you decided to take matters into your own hands. You stomped over to the bed, eyes livid as you yanked the covers off the person, ready to raise hell and drag the bitch out of bed.

Yet what you didn’t expect to see was Shoto sleeping soundly. So many questions had flooded into your head at that very moment. And even if the staggering question of how Shoto can be in the kitchen and bedroom at the same time was freaking you out, what was really got you was seeing his hair all white like snow and the scar that harbored his left eye vanished. And when Shoto stirred and his eyes fluttered opened, you gasped when you saw a pair of grays on you.

And as fast as you saw those irises, you were pulled into the bed. Your breasts squished against his bare chest and his strong arms laced around your form to trap you. His face was only a mere inch away and it sported a lazy smile that had your heart skipping.

“You came to wake me up with a kiss…?” It took you a moment to realize he pecked you on the lips. “…Good girl.” His comment, a heavy purr that sent shivers down your spine and those half-lidded gray eyes that oozed with lust made your mouth water. He began petting your head and his smile widened as he thought about how adorable your surprised face was. No matter how warm you felt under that smile, you froze in those arms. Not sure whether to start screaming or to shut down all at once.

You gotten yourself out of that situation in the most ungraceful way possible. You force yourself from his tight hold and clumsily fell from the bed in doing so. It earned a laugh from him, propping part of his body up with his elbow to peer at you from the top. He didn’t even ask if you were okay. He just chuckled like he was watching a comedy show or something. Same lazy smile. He was definitely entertained. You can see it in his eyes and you thought yourself a fool to even think this imposter was Shoto because he would never treat you like this.

You ran out of the room without another glance. Back in the living room where you left your bag and you snatched your phone from within and you noticed the several missed calls from Izuku.

Immediately, you gave him a call back. You recognized his frantic voice from anywhere and you soon found out that he’s been trying to get ahold of you for hours. He wanted to let you know that Shoto was hit by a villain’s quirk that split him into two people. He’s been put on hero leave until it wears off. The doctor’s said at least a week would be enough but even they weren’t sure.

You were speechless, not knowing what to say to Izuku as he apologized repeatedly. Meanwhile, Shoto-Red had walked in with a bowl of cereal, not even glancing at you as he sat down in a chair next to the sectional couches you were sitting in. Then, Shoto-White walked in with a soft smile on his face, taking the empty spot next to you and sitting a little too close for comfort. He slid your phone from your hands, bringing it to his own ear as he spoke calmly to Izuku.

“Don’t worry, Deku, we’ll be fine. ____ will make sure to take of me—oh, uh, us,” he glanced at his red counterpart who did nothing but eat his cereal. He then hung up and tossed your phone. He gave you a smile that seemed all too foreign on his face and then you noticed that this Shoto was without the scar on his eye.

“Right?”

You jumped slightly and knitted your brows together because you were confused by what he said. Shoto-White gently laced his fingers in between yours, leaning ever so close to you.

“You’ll take care of us?” You were contemplating on whether to pull your hands out of his grip or leave it. That smile on his face just too suspicious to even be considered innocent.

---

It was about a few days since you came home to Shoto being split into two people. One of them having a full head of red hair with a burn scar on his left eye and the other having white hair and flawless skin. You have come to know that these two were very different in terms of personality and behavior.

Shoto-Red was very quiet, similar to the Shoto that you knew, but he was cold, had a short temper and didn’t like to be touched. He also got annoyed easily and liked to keep his distance. He liked to hang out in the kitchen or the living room and he was always eating something. You didn’t want to admit it again, but he reminded you of Endeavor, but a younger version of him.

Now Shoto-White was really different, he was… nice, kind, he gave you hugs in the mornings. Sometimes would wake you up with breakfast. He took a lot of naps and was always sleepy. You thought there was something suspicious about how he always seemed to be smiling even when you weren’t looking at him, but his actions had made you think otherwise. He was, dare you say it, very sweet.

“Gonna take a nap. Let me know when you’re done with dinner, Red,” Shoto-White yawned out those words, waving in the kitchen when he was passing in the hallway. Shoto-Red didn’t answer him as he stirred pot of miso soup, taking a sip before he tightened the strings of his apron.

You were standing behind him dressed in your own apron and had a tray of already baked cupcakes that needed icing in your hands. You wanted to ask him whether he wanted to help or not, but you were a little worried about hearing his answer. He was always so dismissive whenever you were near him. His muscles would tense up and he would keep his distance with you. When you asked Shoto-White about it, he told you not to worry about it and said “that’s just how Red was” but you couldn’t help that it bothered you. Heck, what’s the worst that could happen?

“Red? Do you want to help me ice the cupcakes?” You placed the tray on the counter next to him. He glanced at the cupcakes before glaring into your face. You wanted to step back and tell him ‘nevermind’ while hightailing it out of there, but he soon looked away and mumbled, “whatever…” and stormed towards the fridge and pulled out fat pastry bags, one filled with red icing the other with white.

“Have you ever done this before?” You asked as you took the red pastry bag from him. He shook his head and you showed him a gentle smile. “All you have to do is squeeze the bag around the edges of the cupcake and then work your way in.”

You were icing one of the cupcakes as you spoke, showing him a live demonstration of it. You placed another cupcake in front of him and watched as he struggled with shaky hands to squeeze the icing out. It squirted too much out on one side and you had to cover your mouth to keep from laughing, a small ‘pffft!” was all that came out.

“Hold it steady—Her-Here,” you felt his hand flinch when yours cupped around it. You guided his hand slowly around the cupcake. It was weird because his hand was trembling slightly and when you glanced up at his face, his cheeks were nearly as red as his hair and he was biting his lip, eyes wide and fixed on the cupcake in front of him. It was like if he were to even glance in your direction he would be burned.

You came to realize that perhaps he didn’t hate you, but was maybe shy?

Shoto-Red soon couldn’t handle your touch anymore. He pulled his hand from under yours but the force of it made him squeeze the pastry bag and it came flying out, landing on your apron, hands, and parts of your face. Immediately, he was regretful.

“I’m-I’m sorry—I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s okay,” you said while chuckling and licking your lips, getting most of the cream off but missing some smudges on the corner of your lips. “These are gonna be some tasty cupcakes.”

You hummed, and Shoto-Red stared down at your hands, especially at the cream near your knuckles.

“Can I try…?”

“Yeah, help your…. self,” you lost your words when your hand was grabbed and felt a wet tongue being dragged across your knuckles, licking the icing off it and soon sinking one of your digits in his mouth. All at once, a shimmer of heat rose within your body and blossomed in your cheeks. His face was also flushed but his sudden boldness kept him going. You wanted to blame the hotness in the kitchen on the oven, but you couldn’t deny that even though he looked slightly different, he was still very much Shoto, and that he looked fucking hot licking your hand and fingers.

You mumbled something incoherent as he pulled away, and he made a small sound when he noticed the icing smudged on the corner of your lips. He acted before he realized, grabbing your shoulders gently which confused you because he reached out so fast that you expected it to be rough. You then felt his hot tongue near your lips.

“Shoto…” you whispered his name. He was so happy. You didn’t call him Red, but by his actual name. He moved with much more vigor, adding his lips to his licks, sucking a part of your cheek until you couldn’t take it anymore. You turned your head slightly and made his lips touch with yours and immediately, you were kissing him.

This didn’t mean you were cheating on Shoto, right? Technically, Red was Shoto, at least a part of him was.

But soon that thought became a fleeting memory when your apron was being untied while he continued to kiss you. He was gentle with it. Pulling the strings until they unraveled, and the apron became loose on your body. He helped you slip it off and it fell on the floor, leaving you left with your spaghetti string tank and shorts. Your breasts naturally hung from your chest which made Shoto-Red aware that you were bra-less. He enveloped one in his hands, squeezing it through your tank and the mewl you let out momentarily separated your lips, but he was back in seconds. He pushed against your body and you felt the counter pressing into your back. He moaned heavily, loosely, his other hand anchored to your hip as his thumb pressed into your thigh.

It was exhilarating. Since Shoto was always busy with work, your sex life hasn’t been frequent, not that you were complaining. Your sex drive was average, so you were fine with going a couple of days without it. But you were now a couple of weeks in with no sex and you had to admit you needed to fuck like a needy bitch.

He held you like he held glass. His hands encased around your body. The feel of your curves under his warm palms mapped out your entire figure. The more he felt it, the more wanted to run his hands through your breasts, stomach, hips, and thighs. It grew so much that he wanted to know how you felt on his dick.

But you saw him hesitating, even though you were giving him extreme bedroom eyes, Shoto-Red moved with caution. His lips stayed at your face, his hands avoided the most sensitive of areas. You held your sigh. You needed to encourage him because for some reason he couldn’t sense the obvious.

You purred his name, widening the gap between you by pulling away but your hands remained to caress his neck. Your nails lightly scratched near his collarbones that you knew was sending shivers down his spine. He especially loved when your hands would tread around his broad shoulders, it often faced abuse from your nails depending on how rough Shoto was that night, but you noticed that this Shoto was voided of scars when your hands slipped under his shirt. You knew you had to fix that later.

On the counter was the nearly forgotten pastry bag that you grabbed and squeezed into your hands. You started to giggle when you spread red icing all over your body. Oh, it made him shudder. He was so happy you picked red. You picked him.

The icing was smeared across your chest and he couldn’t lift his eyes from one of your breasts that went over your tank’s collar. Perfect in size and hung marvelously from your chest. He didn’t even wait for you to add more as his lips were already sucking on your tits, circling his tongue on your nipple until it hardened and ripe from his actions.

“Haha, wait… Mmn… Shoto…” You weren’t done decorating yourself but for a moment you surrendered to his touch, arching your body closer while hooking an arm over his back to support yourself. The back of his tv shirt stained by your fingers. Your other hand slipped between your open legs and went under your shorts and underwear, pushing them off until they pooled at your legs. It felt weird putting icing on your vagina but the way how Shoto was sucking on your tit, God, you couldn’t wait to feel that hot tongue down there.

Shoto took his time. It was odd because as hungry as his lips and tongue moved, he still savored the moment, not wanting to move quickly from one place to another. He made sure when he did move that he nibbled and sucked your skin until he felt it raw under his tongue. He traveled south, even licking your tank that stained from the red icing, and he moved even further south until he was in front of your pubic, feeling your hairs glide across his taste buds as he took some icing away with every lick.

You shivered, legs widening. Yes! Your internal voice screamed as you hook a leg over his shoulder, shuddering as his hot tongue pressed against your clit. He juggled the swollen nub with his tongue, licked all the icing, and not even stopping when it was all done.

You praised him and rewarded him with your fingers through his red hair. He was humming… and those vibrations added to the pleasurable sensation that had your leg trembling, barely able to keep your weight up. You had to fully rely on the counter against your back and your leg over Shoto’s shoulder to support yourself.

“Delicious…” You then heard his husk and you looked down to find his sapphire eyes peering up at you—lust alive in those irises.

“Mmn… the icing?” You cocked your head to the side playfully. You knew exactly what he meant but for once in your life you wanted to play dumb. Something shined in your boyfriend’s eyes—something sinister as his tongue that was deep in your cunt swiped his lower lip.

He stoked your propped-up thigh. “No. You.”

Those small words made your heart hiccupped in your chest and you felt pleasure swirl in your tummy. You had never wanted to fuck this badly before. It’s like your entire insides were on fire, begging to be rearranged by the fat cock of your boyfriend. Your entrance soaked, just a single massage of your fingers and you heard them singing, yearning for a cock. It was like Shoto heard it and he stood up, catching your leg that slipped from his back and holding it up. You watched how he loosen the strings of his sweats; the crotch area was bulged out and stained with pre-cum. His dick was stretching against the fabric, ready to burst out of it. It bounced and bobbed in excitement and anger when Shoto pulled down his sweats enough to where it sprung free.

“Lower the fire…” You reminded him. Man, he forgot he was cooking. You were one hell of a woman.

He quickly reached for the stove and he was back in seconds. He gave you a deep, searing kiss, nibbling on your voluptuous lips. He grinded himself on your hips until you felt him slip in, grabbing your other leg and completely lifting you off the ground. A shuddering gasp escaped the both of you, your moist walls stretched around his length, swallowing it whole as it throbbed and ached within you. Your lower back was being pressed into the kitchen counters just as his nails dug into the flesh of your thighs.

And with his first forward thrust, you made the most wanton moan that ever left your lips. He quickly shushed you. Oop—You forgot that there was someone else in the house. Honestly, you hardly cared at the moment but for Shoto-Red’s sake, you’ll try to suppress your moans.

You bit your lip and Shoto started to thrust his hips forward. His pace was slow, but every fuck was powerful, pulling out and then in, out and in. Your body jolted to his thrusts, a cacophony of skin slapping, moans, pants, and swishing of wetness resounded in the kitchen. You felt the waves of his pants hit your face, his breath smelt sweet with icing and the slick wetness of your vagina, his tongue tasted just as sweet as he gave you an open-mouthed kiss, still driving his hips into yours with as much fervor as a wild animal.

You saw his sweat gathered at his clavicles, his cheeks heated red and hot to the touch when your hand caressed his face. He looked gorgeous, gazing at you with those two cerulean eyes—a deep blue flame burned with the throes of passion as his crimson hair swayed forward every time he thrusted his hips. His lips parted and wet with sweat and saliva—his, yours, maybe both, and that sonorous moan he would make when you would squeeze him just right had you fluttering. He was mostly quiet, similar to the real Shoto, he kept his moans on the down low and let out mostly breathless pants. But all pleasure was shown through his face, his eyes, and how tight his eyebrows would get.

He pressed his lips on to your breasts, sucking on both even the one through your tank top. He didn’t care, he sucked on that nipple, tasted the bland fabric of your tank and felt that harden nub against his taste buds. You held onto him tightly, clawing and fisting his shirt as blow after blow made your body tremble with the most intense, and liberating pleasure.

Shoto-Red was moaning your name, repeating it under his breath in a desperate hymn. Like pure velvet, it sounded delicious in your ear. It was like he was worshipping your body, pleased and thankful for how it was making him feel. His movements feral like his sole purpose was to fuck you and fill you up, the muscles of his arms stretched tight and rigid, veins rising underneath the skin. You were close too. You felt the knot within you twist and turn, pulling until it couldn’t anymore. A few more thrusts and it snapped, allowing an earth shattering, spine tingling, orgasm to ripple through your body. He saw the brief whites of your eyes and held you as your body visibly shook in his hands. Shoto-Red was close behind you. Detached moans left him as his seed spilled into your womb. He was still calling your name, soft kisses pressed on your face pulled you from your euphoric high.

It’s not like you were regretting what happened but an indescribable feeling washed over you after. Shoto-Red was still kissing your face and neck, cock still buried deep within you. He wasn’t going to let you down any time soon.

He gazed into your eyes. He looked head over heels for you—like you were the world to him. You didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing but that thought soon escaped you the moment his lips met yours. You drowned in his kisses and ran your fingers through his red locks. Unbeknownst to both of you, a pair of gray irises were peeking in the kitchen laced with ire and envy.

Part II (Coming Soon)

#bnha #bnha x reader #todoroki shoto #todoroki shouto #todoroki shoto x reader #mha #mha x reader #fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #fanfic

138 notes · View notes

nyerus · 3 years

Note

Hi, nyerus.....If you don't mind me asking, who are your favorite MXTX characters (top 5 from each novel)? And why? I'm sorry if you've answered this question before.

Thank you so much for asking! I would love to! (Apologies for the delay, and also for how long this is lol....)

TGCF

1.) Xie Lian: I could write forever about why I love him, but XL is just a really great character who subverted my expectations. He's gentle and compassionate, but also funny and snarky on the inside. His character arc is the classic hero's journey but told out of order. So we meet him when he's already wise and world-weary, then get to see what he was like before, and how he finishes his journey later on. He's extremely inspiring, to show that our choices and our actions are what make us, and ultimately no one can take those from us.

2.) Hua Cheng: This is no surprise! I also just adore HC for being a very intense character! He's completely devoted to XL and that zealotry is very unique in a character. He's 100%, not 50, not 75. While he has a lot of relateable aspects, this part of him is utterly fantastical, on the level only myth and fable can achieve--which tracks. After all, he isnt a Ghost King for nothing. In the story, he is the embodiment of the purest devotion, no strings attached.

3.) He Xuan: I actually like him for the same reasons as HC! He too is a walking fable, only instead of devotion, he represents vengence. (They're actually like foils of each other, which is quite neat.) I really adore his arc, and how murky his whole character is. It tells a cautionary tale of how sometimes, our worst enemy--the one who makes us most miserable--is often ourselves. SWD wronged him greviously, but HX's obsession with vengence ultimately prevented him from getting the peace and recompense he wanted in the end. Absolutely stellar storytelling.

4.) Mei Nianqing: While I often question his motives and methods, he is still a really good character. Caught between wanting to be a mentor and protector to XL, but still loving (platonically or romantically, that's up to you) JW. He's the only father figure in XL's life that actually took him seriously, even if he did have to come around to it. But ultimately, he was proud of who XL became even before he ascended. He was just terrified of XL drawing the attention of the one man he shouldn't--and did. However his belief in superstition and fear of Hong Hong-er also makes sense, even if it's sad. MNQ is also just a quirky and fun dude lol.

5.) Mu Qing: I really like how complicated and murky MQ's is in terms of his inner turmoil. I'm somewhat similar to him in the way he thinks, and it's real work not to make things worse for myself by expecting the worse. His background makes him naturally suspicious of... basically everyone, all the time, and it's honestly understandable. Ultimately, he does understand that you can't make assumptions about people's intentions by projecting your own insecurities onto them--which I think is something everyone can relate to. I really like his subtle journey of self-realization and self-forgiveness, and he ends up far better for it.

MDZS

1.) Lan Wangji: I love the fact that LWJ was just so ready to Night Hunt himself to death upon the loss of his beloved. As you can tell, I really like complicated characters who have extreme traits, haha! That being said, I just also really like his stoicism and reliability.

2.) Wei Wuxian: Naturally, it's hard not to love WWX! He decided "yeah maybe the ends do justify the means" and went for it. To us, he is the hero. To the regular people of the world? Whose ancestors were dug up and disturbed to be used by the Yiling Laozu? His blackened reputation is not without cause! (Like... JGY literally has done more positive and helpful things for regular people than Wangxian, but those metas already exist lol.) Once again, his gray morality is what makes him so damn good, and can be debated at length!

3.) Jiang Cheng: JC gets a bad rep, but oh boy he doesn't make things easy for himself at all. However if I was in his position, I probably would be much worse off. He lost EVERYTHING, and still trudged on because there were people who depended on him. His hatred of the Wens also makes sense in the context that... that's often how humans react to and process extreme trauma. We find something to blame and *waves at literally every major conflict since the dawn of time.* (His rumored torture of innocent people due to that is reprehensible, of course, but given that MDZS is a book about how rumors can make or break someone's life... we should take that line with a grain of skepticism, much like all other hearsay.) He's not typically the type of character I like, but I found him really interesting to read.

4.) Jiang Yanli: I really love JYL, who decided to be the emotional backbone of her family from the time she was a child. It was an undue and extremely heavy burden to bear, but she did all of it without complaint. That's strength. I think many elder siblings can relate to her having to step up and be the third parent, when the actual adults fail at it.

5.) Wen Qing: I really like her arc in the novel, where she makes some of the hardest decisions anyone will ever have to make, over and over and over again. I don't typically love very "rough" characters, but she has ever right to be that way (and it makes sense for her character, and isn't just a tacked-on character trait like hair color or eye color in a CC), and honestly I want to marry her very seriously.

SVSSS

1.) Luo Binghe: Probably the most misunderstood main character of all of MXTX's works. LBH is neither truly a crybaby nor is he a ruthless maniac. He's right in the middle, in the valley of misanthropy. And yet, he knows just how to use his charisma to get his way. Cunning and devious, intelligent and ruthless. Meanwhile, he craves love and intimacy--something he could only ever dream of.

2.) Shen Qingqiu (Shen Yuan): Extremely refreshing to see an transmigrator know how to handle transmigration almost flawlessly. (Me reading/watching other works with this trope and wanting to tear my hair out at the protags = me sympathizing on a personal level with SQQ.) This also proves to be SQQ's fatal flaw!! His knowledge of the novel is both a boon and a obstacle to him, and prevents him from understanding the other characters as people until he lets go of his pre-conceived notions. And of course, his snarky as heck inner dialogue is amazing.

3.) Liu Qingge: I don't actually even know why I love LQG as much as I do. He's just neat.

4.) Tianlang-Jun: Honestly same goes for TLJ. He's just great though, and I have a blast reading about him. He wanted to see the good in humanity, and ultimately comes around after writing them off.

5.) Yue Qingyuan: He's a fascinating character. Harmless on the outside, but a quagmire on the inside. His love for Shen Jiu was quite... problematic, in that he saught forgiveness from SJ, without actually ever taking the time to understand him or to make amends. Patronizing and judgemental, yet willing to let SJ get away with literally anything because of his own unresolved turmoil, etc etc. Fascinating.

#if this sounds like I want to study some of these characters under a microscope then you'd be correct #i also have a lot more faves i would want to talk about but actually it's a lot of work to Think #i just really love characters who make me think or are very complicated #tgcf #mdzs #svsss #asks #nyerus.txt #thanad-zid

61 notes · View notes