#It might be a thing everyone knows but I'm dumb heheh

[obeymeluciistsundere]

At this point I'm convinced MC's merch- i mean MC's association or somethin' is a lamb like Mammon are crows are canon. Lamb are re-occuring stuff in the cards and is associated as mc many times.

#It might be a thing everyone knows but I'm dumb heheh #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me lucifer #obey me beelzebub #obey me mammon #obey me diavolo #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me headcanons #obey me luci x reader #obey me diavolo x mc

[shinjisdone]

When You Have An Secret Admirer - And Everybody Thinks It's Them (2; Savanaclaw)

A love letter was left at your door and now you are searching for that 'secret admirer' - everyone wants to help you out...but have their own reason for it.Yet now, it seems like there are quite a few misunderstandings on campus...and everyone thinks they have finally found that secret admirer.

Spin-off of the first 'secert admirer' series + form of headcanons

note: reader is gender-neutral but mostly mentioned in 2. pov; a series of everyone being mistaken for the secret admirer. headcanon will follow each char. own thoughts on the situation.]

"Hey...you think he could be the famous admirer of the Ramshakle prefect?"

Tag list: @justm3di0cr3 , @a-small-tyrant , @twistedcece , @savanaclaw1996

1;Heartslabyul

3; Octavinelle

Leona Kingscholar

Ugh...this can't be real.

Savanaclaw students are usually not the type to gossip among each other...but they are cocky, believing their lazy dormleader won't ever hear a word of their rumors.

Well...they were wrong.

The first time Leona had heard of such...stupidity - of him being the secret admirer - he literally pulled a face.

They can't be serious, are they? He doesn't hold a lot of expectations on anyone but he had hoped his dorm wasn't that dumb.

He is surrounded by idiots.

It isn't flattering, it isn't clever to even wonder if the Leona Kingscholar could be the secret admirer. Not the lazy, pessimistic, easily bored Leona Kingscholar.

He is actually someone to approach the topic when he passes by a gossiping group. Telling them with a snarl to use their brain and if they really believe - key word; Believe - that he would do such a thing.

Does Leona show any ounce of passion and motivation to do the things the admirer did? Is he such a lovesick kitty that he'd be cowardly enough to keep his affections secret? Does Leona hold any kind of high regard for the herbivore?

His dormmates fiddle with their words, finding themselves nervous and speechless...

Yet at the last question...

One is brave enough to point out that, yes, dormleader Leona is fond of the prefect! You'd maybe have to really pay attention but once you do, his affections and reliance are as clear as day! ...For Leona's standards at least.

That would actually annoy him.

Pissed off he seems and the students turn tail. It is frightening to see the usual nonchalant Leona being angry and any mention of him and you, especially of his feelings for you (which don't exist!) leave him pissed off.

Usually he wouldn't care...but he can't deny the vexation he feels whenever he just senses people's eyes on him, knowing exactly why they are staring at him.

Idiots.

The dormhead will order Ruggie to put an stop to these rumors, he doesn't care how. The latter feels kind of lost on how to do such a thing, so Leona orders him to send any nosy Nancy to him. He'll have a private talk with them.

Speaking of talks....ugh, it seems like he'll have to talk to you too, to clear his name.

Though you aren't that idiotic to believe that he is the secret admirer, right?

"Listen, herbivore...you know me. You know how I am. I'm not your secret admirer."

He is brief. However...depending on your reaction, Leona might leave with his mood more sour than usual.

Either you wanted him to the admirer...and he isn't. Or you were relieved he was not...meaning you never wanted him.

No matter how it might turn out, Leona will make a face and leave without a word.

Ruggie Bucchi

Eh, heheh...what?

That isn't funny...

Really, really confused. Are people really suspecting him to be the - the secret admirer? Ha! Shishishi! Th-that's ri-ridicilous...!

Sheepishly laughs any questions off. It can't be...are his feelings really that obvious?!

Ruggie tries to shrug them off and get on with his daily life but the more this holds on, the more curious his dormmates become and the more embarrassed and annoyed he gets.

Like, seriously! What's this supposed to be, huh?! You tryin't to ruin his already ruined reputation?!

He can't have that! Just imagining what Leona would do...

Despite the embarrassment, Ruggie is more annoyed than anything. He always saw himself as a sneaky fella, so to hear how clear and obvious his favouring is to you, is...inconvinient.

He first tries to lighten the mood, joking at his own expense that he could no way be the secret admirer. C'mon, look at him!

Cannot really give any reasons to his defense though. It would make it seem like...he likes you less and his hard work that he did for you was for nothing.

The only time he is honest with everything is when he goes to you to explain himself.

"Hey...I know what you've heard and what yer thinkin' maybe, shihishi...but, uh, it ain't me. I mean, c'mon! Look at me! I'm already working myself to the bone, that extra work would leave me bedridden, haha..."

Ruggie clears his throat, sheepishly avoiding your gaze.

Jack Howl

Now this could be interesting.

Suspecting Leona and Ruggie to be the secret admirer is a bit of an far-fetched idea...but most students agree that it makes the most sense if Jack was the admirer actually.

"Think about it!", One students says, "The rough and tough Jakc...he's always taking care of the prefect so sweetly...he must have a secret romantic side that he can only show as the secret admirer!"

Jack is....flabbergasted to say the least.

Him??? The secret admirer - and WHAT ARE THEY SAYING??? SECRETLY A ROMANTIC???

UHM- No! No, that's not true at all!

>:(

He tries to act all offended and angry...but that is a shield to hide his embarrassment.

Jack wouldn't consider himself that harsh...and that reversed either but...him being a romantic at heart secretly and...l-longing for you?! C'mon, that's a made up story! Anyone can see that!

Honestly though! Do people seriously think he'd go out of the way to become some secret admirer to show his aff-affections and l-love to you...?! Th-that's...! Ugh!

Genuinely upset and lost. He doesn't want to hear any of this! Especially since it is true but noone would believe him obviously!

He growls and snarls and while that does scare many away, others believe that only amplifies his true feelings and how he uses an nonchalant, rude attitude to hide them!

Shut up! not like it is kinda true thou

Jack is just...stumped. Completely stuck. He asks for Ruggie's, Ace's and Deuce's help to just somehow...get all of this to stop!

(Ace may suspect him to be the secret admirer since how incredibly and sincerely kind he is to you...and he may be jealous, while Deuce, red in the face, straight up and loudly asks with a stutter if he really is the admirer! - Which Jack immediately denies.)

Ruggie knows Jack to not be careless and as an honest soul, so he suggests to have him clear his name to you. It might help.

So he does. With narrowed eyes that avoid your own, a hand scratching his neck and a deep, scarlet blush dusting his face.

"Uhm...everyone's...I mean, everybody's been so...obnoxiously loud and confident in their claims but...you know it isn't me, right? Because it isn't. I would never lie to you."

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #twst x reader #gender neutral imagine #twisted wonderland x reader #savanaclaw #savanaclaw x reader #secret admirer #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Kinda sick of the racism from nonblacks (i say nonblacks because it ain't just the whites tho it's mainly them!) in the spiderverse fandom because why does black ppl centering themselves in fiction (you know cuz we never can have ANYTHING) bother them so much??

"Hobie would choose a white girl over you" "why does miles have to be with someone black" "why does he always have to have a black reader" like Ummmm DO Y'ALL NOT HEAR HOW DUMB AND IGNORANT YOU SOUND?

We gotta gatekeep the black characters in this fandom until ppl know how to act right and stop getting besides themselves

PREACH!!!!!! CAUSE LIKE -- People out here are really disturbed that they *checks notes* were reminded black people exist? black people being found specifically attractive in a way whiteness is CONSTANTLY.

Anti-Blackness, Hobie, & The Black!Reader -

[A SHORT rant about people who have an issue with Black!Readers]

I ALWAYS find it where when people beef with Black people who want to date other Black people.

Because it's 100% racism.

If you think that a Black person dating only Black people is wrong - Anti-blackness is probably the root.

Just kidding it is the root its literally the only solution and explanation hehehe

Because as a trans person - when someone says they're T4T, everyone is fine with that.

Cis people can understand that they will never understand the trans experience, and that trans people may be attracted and want relationships with people who can understand on a personal level.

But when a Black Person say they're 'Black4Black' suddenly that's wrong?? We can't do that??

It's like non-whites cannot grasp that anti-black racism is a very VERY specific experience that we deal with all our lives and we may want partners that can not only support us but relate too. Partners we don't have to explain race shit too.

No- blackness is an experience that HAS to be available to them. Black people's experiences, minds and bodies HAVE to be available for there consumption or we're in the wrong.

We are either there to be consumed (like Hobie is) or ignored (like the Black!Reader is).

All my life I've seen the default OC and default reader be a white person. Readers that don't speak AAVE, that show no attempt at culture outside the 'normal' heteronormative American family.

And suddenly we try to change that for ourselves and that's not cool.

Also - people who say that about Hobie are just outright uneducated.

Hobie is from 1978.

Racial Discrimination in the UK was outlawed in 1965. Regardless of whether you think he's 16 or 19 - Hobie Brown grew up under racial segregation from ages 3-6.

He grew up seeing it - experiencing racism. Living with and being raised by and surrounded by a community of older black people who lived under segregation.

And even after the bill - Racist attitudes would still be surrounding him realistically speaking.

HE'S NOT FROM NOW.

Acting like Hobie has no opinions on that, or experiences, or coping mechanisms or TRAUMA from that - is fucked up.

That's black trauma LOOK AT IT.

So YEAH, A guy who grew up under segregation and a police state would have trauma from it.

But they (racists) wanna sidestep that.

They'll talk all day about Hobie's police related trauma - but not the race thing......okay. Okay, no it's fine. I'm fine.

The idea that Hobie might have unsavory experiences with race makes them uncomfortable. The idea that Hobie would seek out Black Spaces to GET AWAY from white people - makes them foam at the mouth.

Not all white people are racist - but a white person can never understand anti-black racism from a personal view the way Hobie or I or you do.

That's just a fact.

But the idea that there's a special outlet we alone understand about Hobie, and connect with him through, they dislike that.

Anti-Blackness. It's everywhere.

YOINK!! I'M TAKING HOBIE BACK TO THE ANCESTORS. LETS GO.

#spiderman #atsv #spider man #marvel #across the spiderverse #hobie brown #spider punk #spiderpunk #Racism #anti-blackness #hobie x black!reader #hobie brown x black!reader #hobie x reader #hobie brown x reader #atsv analysis #antiblackness #discrimination

[hihopelessromantics]

Hiya!!! Here's the WIPs I'm interested to hear more about, feel free to not answer if you don't wanna talk about these ones, or feel free to choose which ones you talk about ^^

Demon Essay (I'm very curious about this one)

Half blind meli

Gelda and Zeldris Angst

💜💜💜💜💜

The "Demon Essay" is something I started writing before the Demon Realm Arc in 4kota came out, before I started reading it in fact, and it's inspired by one of zorria's posts and kind of an exploration and 'defense' anaylsis of what we've seen from the demon clan. Big focus on Zeldris and antics from cursed by light. I'd love to send it to you and hear your thoughts, if you want!

2. I am very intrigued by my mutuals' angst aus especially the ones where Meliodas has more siblings. Half-blind Meliodas au is Balin's, and I thought the exteme gore and themes of it all might make for something really fun to work on during the spooky season.

https://www.tumblr.com/gh0stofyesterday/733211682615296000/littol-drawing-of-the-beginning-of-my-half-blind?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/gh0stofyesterday/726865869113835520/hehehe-a-lil-pencil-sketch-of-my?source=share

ohhh LMAO should tag balin when I'm talking about its au: @gh0stofyesterday

Unfortunately a shitton happened since I first thought of my senario for this (ow) but it's is still in the works. My spinoff premise, basically, is about how his older sister's restless soul has - unbeknowst to the current her - kept cycling through a sort of 'unfair cosmic punishment' (as she'd call it) of reincarnations. She's lonely, she's angry, and she just can't seem to escape the repetition of loneliness and unfullfilment- 'cause she has no catalyst to help her get the help she needs to make a change for herself. And no therapist. Until, a couple loops through, she meets Meliodas again. Doesn't recognize him of course. Will she be able to connect with her brother? Will she even try? Can she? Tune in on: balin please help me make sure I didn't kidnap your character and play puppet with her incorrectly to find out!

And here's, uh, an excerpt:

The first time she ever looked at his sullen face, the burning rage in his eyes could level a mountain. Yes. Both of them. The exposed medical disaster that was his right eye barely moved as he tracked her movements, her wide lopsided smile, the tilt of her head, and the way she clasped her hands together as she told him “Welcome!” and motioned for him to sit beside her in the tent. 

“I don’t know how to work with any of this shit,” he told her matter-of-factly, indicating her display of medical equipment. She’d only set it out arranged like this so it looked like someone was living and doing something worthwhile in here, but that was too pathetic to explain, so she just did the usual act of nodding like yes, she meant to do this, and “offering encouragement” instead of “retaliating to every little change in the atmosphere.” That curse rolled off his tongue as if he was mocking a dumb word in another language he was being forced to use and she didn’t appreciate it, not when the only thing they gave her to represent her expertise and profession was a flimsy banner saying ‘me-decal recruitment’ and they sent in this man with a sword slung across his back as a candidate. 

“Not everyone has the skillset right off the bat-” oh, he didn’t seem encouraged by that at all. Toned-down confrontation it was. “Woah. Could you stop . . . radiating, hostile energy? Could we talk about that, by any chance?” “What do you know about me?”

“Excuse me, I asked you a question.”

3. The Geldris is inspired by what I feel is a severe lack of vampire Gelda antics and nicknamed affectionally as the "blood-drinking fic." The first is from Zeldris's perspective and involves one of his 'secret' shenanigans / errand master antics from the Holy War Era and is supposed to include a second "aftermath" part with some demon bros bonding. The second, is, uh . . . idk what to write for that yet! ideas welcome. I'm thinking a domestic scene.

Wrote a little metaphor - poem for when Gelda drinks his blood:

He tasted like wild berries and trampled leaves 

quick snacks between sprints

one old seasoned bird snatched on a flight 

  That kind of quickly devoured game which took weeks of stalking

And a piece of the juiciest fruit handed down with love.

 Like someone who cared for others before he cared for himself. He tasted like her.

#nanatsu no taizai #seven deadly sins #nnt #sds #zeldris #meliodas #other peoples ocs my beloved #writing #wip #current wip #my wips #work in progress #wip stuff #ask #ambersky

[yandere-monoma]

Im reading kill your ego right now and ill admit im a bit biased because John and Roxy are my favorites of all the human kids but I just have to know your thoughts on John Lalonde!!

HEHEHE don't tell the others but john lalonde might be my favorite of the kye kids hehehe

my DARLING little dark academia boyo. it's especially fun thinking about him at the moment because i'm in the middle of a homestuck reread with some friends and it's really reminding me of all the similarities between john and rose in the early acts. the way they both misrepresent and resent their parents for the interests they share (or don't share) and the way they try and avoid their dumb lame parents and all their lovey dovey shit

so it's fun taking john and giving something really to complain about and avoid. we take away the self-loathing and (psychotic) depression/chucklevoodoo influence that the egberts are cursed with and we replace it with a superiority complex and a whole lot of pretentiousness. john lalonde is an incredibly proud academic and scholar and you WILL know that he's an intellectual if it's the LAST THING HE DOES!!!

now, john's main problem with mom, as we'll see later in the fic, isn't that he thinks she's being passive aggressive with him, because i think that is honestly a very rose-specific result of her capacity to overthink. he's just honestly disappointed with her. as with all of the lalondes, john goes through the parentification that mom lowkey pushes all of her kids through by neglecting them emotionally, and he takes it pretty hard. he's overwhelmed by the endless attention, he's walking on tiptoes because he never knows when some new ridiculous thing is going to happen, and he can't even get space because who KNOWS what will happen to her and the house if he tries to stay away for an entire week???? and because he's so combative, he's incredibly loud and open about how it's affecting him. he is ready to trauma dump within a moment's notice about his mom's alcoholism, his mom's love bombing, his mom's flaws in general

though of course, he doesnt have any, no, he's perfect 🥰 HE does everything right its just everyone else thats wrong!!! and that's another point of conflict between him and everyone. his mom is into science and fantasy and literature, sure, but not the RIGHT kinds, because john's into the right kind and everyone should be into sci fi like he is, duh. both he and rose actually dabble in different types of reading and writing in this verse, but clearly HE'S the literary genius since HE reads all the good smart books while she reads a whole lot of dumb books that only horny nerd girls like 🙄 and he clearly sees jade and dave as on a lower level to him and takes every chance he can to try and 'assist' them because they're too dumb and naive to take care of themselves. lucky them, though, because they actually get to be kids, and he wants to protect their innocence just as much as he wants to protect his own status and reputation

so! at the end of the day, he's pretty much a rich boy who had to grow up too fast and is incredibly bitter of that fact, but he won't let that bitterness get in the way of all the interests and people he's so incredibly passionate about. i think john egbert is kinda aimless in a lot of ways (like we don't even really know what he wants to do when he grows up) and while i don't think john lalonde has decided a career just yet, he's someone who is constantly working on some sort of creative project for himself and can easily imagine himself in quite a few different paths for life. i think he's full of love and the capacity for empathy but struggles to access it as he drowns in his frustration over the life he feels trapped in. he's incredibly sensitive which is why we see him flying off the handle so often because he's got such a delicate little ego that feels threatened so often (god does johnny have npd i think he does rip)

and i think he dearly dearly dearly loves his mother as every lalonde child does (not that he openly shows it, which of course he's going to regret with EVERYTHING he has) and he will utterly be in PIECES when she dies. he's a mama's boy through and through but he doesn't want to come across as one, he wants people to see him as a respectable and independent bachelor but he doesn't want to show weakness either. he wants to be a leader (because his mom is a leader!!) but honestly he's still the pushover we know and love and he's constantly at the whims of his mother, especially physically, because he's such a cute lil proper boy haha i always imagine him with like cute styled hair and stiff lil preppy outfits and thin wiry glasses (if he even wears glasses, i love the thought of him getting pushed into either wearing contacts or fully just already having some bonkers corrective surgery done on him already)

and hes SUCH A CUTIEEEEEEEE I CANT WAIT TO SHOW HIM OFF MORE WHEEEEEEE

#fic: kill your ego #john lalonde #i think it's super cute that honestly without dad's influence he loses so much of his goofiness and humor #john lalonde and john strider are both so soooo serious and sulky it's so cute #especially cuz i do think a lot of john's more depressive and moody traits are an inherent part of his core #that gets exaggerated through being in more abrasive environments #also i think it's so easy to see that john is like. being prissy and bitchy but like #he LOVES being a lil bitch he's having so much fun but also he's sosososososoooo pissy like #god the narc injury of it all its actually funny i only just clocked this in him despite thinking about him for months rip HJSKFLG

[crystallineirises]

Golden Globes Live Blog (SPOILERS)

Every single man speaking so far has been irrelevant

I am also *super* stoned right now let's get that out of the way

J. Smith Cameron looks so good first of all (shout out to the Slime Puppy discord for those early photos)

Danielle should take it for black people but I would not be mad for May/December lol

...YAY BLACK WOMEN GO SIS literally haven't heard of the Holdovers but I'm THRILLED and she got to meet Angela oh MAN

*may/december music* IDK anything about RDJ on to the nex

Lenny Kravitz looks HOT it transcends my lesbianism

is that Amanda?? She looks emaciated i hate that unless it's not her which is possible, i didn't unmute in time

JUNO GET IT SIS

Lol Rachel's selfie headshot

Can Ali win it for us YEAH SHE DID

Seventeen years away from the stage lol

Don't know these people on to the nex

wait is that the boy that was on This is Us? The Manny? What the hell is his name oh it doesn't matter

I feel like Jon might take it? Just sensing?

A SWEEP! A SWEEP!

*May/December music*

HERE WE GO IT'S J'S CATEGORY

This is bullshit lol

That deep breath J. took before they announced the winner I SAW THAT AND I FELT THAT

Hannah Waddingham's wink though

My mom "why is everyone's eyes red" LOL CAUSE THEY HIGH AS ME but seriously Ray

This show could be 1 hour without all this bullshit lol

Our other babies let's goooooo

Lol Lucas ain't here

Tom winning the show winning the company winning the Golden Globe

YES THEY LET KIERAN IN AND IS HE NEXT TO J wait no they didn't lol there's someone between them why can't we win

HERE WE GO this category is full of superstars it could go either way I am nervous

YES YES AND YES Jeremy is kinda fine with his lil v neck and his lil subtle chain

These intros are so fucking LONG I do not CARE

I need to smoke so more but I'm waiting until after Kieran's category lol

I love when a movie wins several things and I'm still like..that still looks boring

I can only hope that she just thanked Snoop Dogg lol

Women in comedy on tv let's get into it YUH

AYOOOOOOO it's Ayo AYOOOOOO SWEEP NUMBER TWOOOO

OKAY BABY

MANIFEST even though it's stacked

WE GOT ONE

MY BABY

SUCK IT PEDRO

MY HEART

I AM TOO HAPPY ABOUT THIS

*May/December music*

Do you think that getting super high and watching the Super Mario movie would be fun yes or no

Yeah that makes sense

That love and support look WAS very loving and supportive though

I feel loved and supported

Hey Michelleeee

I like when women walk out holding hands

"and very MUSCULAR" is this gay is this gay

This is gay lol

*May/December music*

Everyone is happy for her like they're friends it's very cute lol

Also love that dress she looks adorable

"okay bye" she was real for that

This Oppenheimer sweep is boring to me but my mom says he's a good actor also this score sounds GOOD

Oh I see that win cause it sound GOOD

This boy looks like every experimental electronic music grad student we used to party with

LENNY still looking fine

Billie got this, right?

Yeaaaaahh boi

THIS AWARD IS DUMB YEAH I SAID IT

Otherwise Barbie wasn't gonna win shit but we like having fun lol

Okay smoked another bowl we BACK IN IT

ISSA IS SHININ

BEEF SWEEP BETWEEN THE BEAR AND BEEF ISSA BEEF SWEEP

it's getting SERIOUS

SWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEPPPPP

"it's so good it's so good. it's one of those shows you watch and while you're watching it it's like...it's so good". - crystallineirises on The Bear

SEEING THE WHOLE CAST UP THERE I WANNA CRY

the restaurant COMMUNITY *snap snap*

i'm so high bruh lol my mom keeps talking to me and i'm like *LOUDLY TALKS ABOUT SHOWS*

she talmbout drapes i do not care hehehe

OH LORD IT'S SARAH'S CATEGORY

CAN WE JUST GET TO IT

Does she have a crush on DuLaPeep can she stop

SARAH WE GON DO THIS

SHIV ROY NATION

MANIFEST

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

EMMY PREP IS DONE

I thought Kieran was gonna climb up there

WE GETTING FUCKED UP TONITTTEEEE

I love that we're following her backstage lol

I hope they let all our babies go on stage I wanna see J. looking hot

WHAT A TIME THAT WAS (era of Succession Sunday)

HAND KISS FOR THE AGES

THANK YOU FOR THAT

J Move your way to our man please

Where he at

Alan Ruck is SMIZING

We do like Roman and Shiv reunited

Greg get outta here

lol TomGregs winning

J IS SO BABY

The Morning Show girlies looking so goooooooood

Jeremy and his lady getting it ON who is that

I do like Kelly Clarkson's wayfair jumpsuit lol

I'm stoned enough that I'll let the commercials play without muting

*May/December music*

get it get it get it get get geti

this j. lo / ben / matt throuple energy is strong??

THE GOLDEN GLOBES HAVE NOT CHANGED *dead emoji*

Wonka got a nomination what

Black man for the win i guess

Paul's alright, does he win stuff? Ah he's won things

Okay where are the afterparty photos THE AFTERPARTY PHOTOS

NICE. Kid graduated from college? NICE.

WOMEN!

GAY WOMEN!

LOOKIN DYKE SERVING CUNT I LOVE IT

I love that Matt and Ben are just like we besties that make movies *kick legs in the air*

MAY/DECEMBER *music*

Also the choice to enter May/December as a comedy is outrageous

Bruce Springsteen is Joni Mitchell for white men and I love it

"Powerful old people" - crystallineiries after seeing Helen Mirren and Harrison Ford talking

"If it's Covid, Paxlovid. BARS!"

I've only seen Maestro so idk lol

YAY CURVY GIRLS

YAY MOMS YAY NON ENGLISH LANGUAGES

I wanna see Leo cry I want single tear

FOR THE PEOPLE

Her beautiful mother *crying emoji*

wooooooowww

MOTHER OTHER MOTHER SISTER AND FRIEND

The makeup and glasses and dress she's everything

I miss hearing her voice all the time

Maestro really was so good

A24 putting in work this year

Sweep SWEEP people like things that go boom

Like your fit Emma!

HANNAH

Meryl looks gorge as usual

Emily SHINING TOO

It's after 8 can we wrap this shit up??

Thank you good night *peace sign emoji*

#golden globes spoilers #golden globes

[pesterloglog]

Aranea Serket, Meenah Peixes

Act 6, page 5263

ARANEA: There you are!

ARANEA: Haven't seen much of you since you joined us in the afterlife. I know you are "royalty" and all, 8ut it isn't very socia8le of you to lock yourself in your lavish moon hive forever.

#Everyone has missed you!

MEENAH: well im here now arent i

ARANEA: Yes. And it's good thing you are. I was just a8out to come find you, so we could discuss the recent... Calamity. Out in the a8yss.

#Wordplay #8 letter words #Oh yes

MEENAH: yeah!!! so you saw it too huh

#splosions

MEENAH: that was the guy right

#skull guy #laser breath

MEENAH: lord somefin

#uh

MEENAH: clamiborn? whatd you say his shit was again

ARANEA: I'd try to avoid saying his true name.

#8ad juju

MEENAH: whats it matter

MEENAH: hes already here aint he

#heheh

ARANEA: I guess. 8ut yes, the Lord of Time was responsi8le for the destruction of that dream 8u88le, and the murder of all those innocent ghosts.

#Ghost murder #Second death #Soulicide

MEENAH: innocent ghosts

#...

MEENAH: killin ghosts as a thing that can happen is seriously the dumbest shit i ever heard

#dumb

ARANEA: I don't make the rules, Meenah. I merely o8serve them, and explain them thoroughly to anyone who will listen.

#Like you

MEENAH: yeah

MEENAH: last thing i need is anemonemore of your lobstervations

#fishpuns #2xcombo #booyeah

MEENAH: anyway that explosion kicked ass

MEENAH: splosions rule the school!!! 38D

#like school of fishes i mean #38D #38D #38D

ARANEA: I agree that it's more excitement than we've seen here for millenia. 8ut all of us here in the afterlife are in serious danger of 8eing extermin8ed!!!!!!!!

#Um........

ARANEA: Again.

#!!!!!!!!

MEENAH: yeah i got that

MEENAH: i figured id have to be the heroe and bail you suckas out again

#this time i might not even blow yall up w a bomb

ARANEA: Oh really?

ARANEA: What exactly is your plan?

#I'm very curious!

MEENAH: to get all us ghosts here to team up and kill that asshole

#duh

ARANEA: What!

ARANEA: Oh, Meenah. That is such a terri8le idea.

#Poor death choices

MEENAH: yeah right

MEENAH: like you have a better idea

ARANEA: As a matter of fact, I do! ::::)

#homestuck #aranea serket #meenah peixes #homestuck act 6 #page 5263 #homestuck act 6 act 3 #openbound

[roronoatrash]

His Proposal

Roronoa Zoro X Reader

See last part for author's notes

Your hands were tight as you prayed over and over again for his victory. Well, he wouldn't really agree with you praying for his victory since he doesn't believe in god.

Your eyes were glued to the scene before you - a scene that seems like it's been years since it started; a scene that could only end with either the best day of his life, or the worst day of yours.

It was the final battle for the world's greatest swordsman.

They've been at it for days, but you dare not look away. You weren't gonna sleep until it was over, because at anytime now, you could either have the Greatest Swordsman after this or have lost the greatest man there is.

Pant. Pant. Pant.

Both contenders weary after countless exchanges of blows, neither one giving up. No. They couldn't give up. Not after everything they've been through.

"Come on, babe... you can do it..." you mumble to myself over and over again. The other crew members anticipating what would be the result. Luffy was obviously on edge, and even if he had complete trust in his first mate, he still had witnessed how Zoro lost so bad to Mihawk before. Luffy witnessed how one of his best friends almost died right in front of him.

Clash. Clash. Clash.

Zoro and Mihawk were bloody all over. "Chopper's gonna have a big headache after this," you whispered to yourself

"Santoryu Ogi: Ichidai Sanzen Daisen Sekai!" Zoro shouts. Clash. You held your breath, kept your eyes open, you couldn't move, couldn't breathe, this was the evolved move of the attack he first used against Mihawk, and though you only heard about it in stories, it felt like you were living that scene out. However, the only difference is that...

Thud. Silence. Absolute silence. Nobody could move. Nobody wanted to move in fear that they would ruin everything.

"Huff... huff... huff..." he looked down, while raising his fist up. He had defeated his enemy. This long battle had finished.

"ZOROOOOOOO!!" Everyone ran. You were in shock. You couldn't move. And when you could finally move your upper body, the first thing you could do was cry your eyes out. You were covering your mouth. You couldn't believe it.

"Babe..." you muttered out. "Babe..." you continued crying feeling like there was no end. You felt your legs come back to you, so you ran. You ran to him.

"Babe... YOU DID IT!" Mihawk was on the ground, he wasn't dead, no, he just couldn't continue any longer.

You kept on running to Zoro. All the members were already near him, Chopper already starting his treatment. But, even when he had finally reached his goal, his dream, even when he was bloody and tired from the fight, his eyes remained firm on you: his eyes that were full of love and admiration were looking only at you.

The moment you got close to him, he grabbed you and brought yoy into a tight embrace.

"I did it, (y/n)! I did it!" he said as his face was nuzzled in your hair.

"Yes, you did do it, Zoro. I'm so proud of you," you said, hugging him even tighter. "But, you have to lie down first, you need to rest up, you're really injured." You switched from hugging him to caressing his face.

"Not yet. I'm not yet done," he said.

"What? What do you mean you're not yet done? You just defeated Mihawk, you're the world's greatest swordsman. You deserve to rest after that gruesome battle," you reasoned out.

"No..." Zoro whispered. He placed his hands gently on your cheeks, letting his thumb wipe away the tears. "Normally, I wouldn't be doing this romantic shit in public since I'm not the dumb ero-cook over there." Sanji quickly reacted but was easily dragged away by Nami, as well as the other crew members, being dragged away by Robin.

"Let's give them some privacy," Robin said. And although some of the members had some complaints, with one swift punch by Nami, there were no other complaints.

"But, I never break my word." Zoro brought your face closer to plant a kiss on your forehead.

"Normally, you would be too shy to do this, but it seems like adrenaline does a lot," you giggled to him.

"Shush, I'm doing the talking," he ordered. "Well, when we were talking about our future and all, I made a promise to you back then."

"Wait, what promise?" You couldn't remember any promise he made back then. But he then proceeded to pinch my lips together to keep me quiet. What a man.

"When you asked me if we would ever get married, I dropped my favorite sake, which you had to buy me another bottle since I dropped it because of you."

"Hey! I bought you another bottle because I love you! It had nothing to do with my question!" But again, he proceeded to cover my mouth.

"I made a promise back then that I would only ask you to marry me when I finally became the world's greatest swordsman because you deserve the best only." Okay. You were feeling the tears. You're crying your eyes out again.

"Babe... your title doesn't matter to me at all. You're already the greatest man ever 🥺." You were so weak when it came to this man.

"You're biased. You have terrible standards." And to that you laughed. He was so adorable.

"I don't like romance, but for you, I'll try it. I never wanted love, but you make me crave for it. You're everything I could ever want in this world and I love you so much," he whispered to you.

"Wait... did Robin teach you that?" You laughed a little. It was too out of character for him to think and be able to say such words.

"Stop ruining the moment," he looked at you with a frown.

"Alright, alright, but can you tell me if she taught you that? So, I could thank her for it," you beamed at him.

"Fine.... yes she did teach me...." he mumbled it out. "But since you keep disrupting me..."

"Sorry, sorry hehe," you smiled at him.

"We've been together for a few years now, and honestly, I can't think of anyone else to be with other than you. And I don't want to be with anyone else other than you. As cheesy as it sounds, it's the truth. So, (y/n), will you marry me?" You were now full blown crying tears of joy, of love, of happiness. Seeing a bright future together with a man who would always stay true and loyal to you.

"Yes! A million times yes in a million lifetimes!" He had carried you in his arms. Chopper was truly an amazing doctor, he was able to patch him up good enough for him to be able to carry you. He was injured but he was happy. And you were happy. And you walked away that day with a fiancé and the world's greatest swordsman.

A/N: AAAAAAAAHK welcome to the end if you reached it. This is my first ever fic as well as my personal fantasy hehehehehehe but no, I won't be doing a writing blog, I might write once in a while, I might write some fantasies with the man who lives rent free, in a mansion, with a million servants in my mind hehehe

I imagine that Perona would be by Mihawk's side aiding him away and patching him up, as well as chopper checking in on Mihawk because he adorable like that. And and and I can imagine that Mihawk has a proud smirk on his face because he so proud of his disciple.

Daz all, I hope you enjoyed it! I wanna know what you think about it so do leave a comment!

Xoxo, roronoatrash

#roronoa zoro #zoro #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #zoro roronoa x reader #one piece imagines #one piece x reader #one piece scenario #one-shot #one piece #one piece imagine

[hotwings0203]

Hehehe I'm back! Loll these ideas of how Muslim Dabi would fluster you have been burning my brainnn and I totally blame you😫✋

Anyways so omg okay, I could totally see Muslim Dabi doing that thing where the guy pulls the girls dupatta to make her fall back into his chest pull as the girl turns to walk away, and he would like put his hand on your lower back or waist and lean down by your ear and just whisper about how you look so pretty today and how he can't wait to see you as his bride

Also! I could totally see him like playing with your churiyan or bangles and just touching your hand and wrist, tangling his fingers with yours and just teasing you about how your hands fit his so well, how he can't wait to put a wedding ring on you

Oh! If your churiyan get stuck to his clothes, he would totally milk that situation by standing just a little to close while you try to untangle your churiyan from his clothes while trying to not combust from blushing cuz he is leaning or staring down and just gazing at you with a smirk on his face, and teasing you about clearly you don't wanna be away from him or something smh

Also! Say if you are getting your mehndi (henna) done for eid or something, he would totally use this as a way to get closer to you, like you can't use your hands while waiting for your mehndi to dry! So he's just helping you by brushing your hair away from your face, or just guiding you with a hand on your lower back so you don't bump into someone and ruin your pretty mehndi, or sitting too close to you with his arm is draped behind you while your waiting for your henna to dry. Lmao he would totally wait for the henna to dry and when he sees how dark and rich the colour his, hes like see, look how much I love you (cuz you know the darker the colour, the more your husband loves you) and you are trying so hard to not just get all flustered and just can't help looking away all shy and blushy, while he looks at you in a soft but like still dominant way

Speaking of helping you! Lmao he would totally use this as an excuse to feed you food, and he would totally use this as an opportunity to touch your face and neck, just touching your lips, and looking at you with lust filled eyes, and telling you how he bets your lips will taste so sweet when he kisses you, and make such pretty noises when you're underneath him, and you're just like Dabi! Stop, people are gonna hear! You're gonna get us in trouble! But he just chuckes cuz you look so cute when you're glaring at him with a blush adoring your cheeks

Also he would totally find a way to make you feed him food cuz that's what good wifes do! lmfao like okay say your poor soul ends up getting engaged to him, and its your mehndi or something, and you know how sometimes they will make the bride feed the groom sweets like laddu or gulab jamun, brooo he would so sexual about it, he would totally hold your wrist and guide it to feed him, and maintain eye contact the whole time, and his lips linger on your finger tips for just a little too long, and of course everyone is just gonna be like omg! Wow look at how much he is in love with her! So lucky! While you're sitting there trying not to die from how fast and hard your heart is beating and your cheeks are on fire

Also! Imagine having to drive with him omggg like imagine your family is in the process of you guys getting engaged and are like going out for dinner or a picnic or something, and Dabi would be like oh! How about me and her drive together and use this as a chance to get to know each other better, and of course the parents are gonna be like yes! Like wow look at the initiative he's taking to get to know his future wife, so now you are stuck in a car with him. He would totally pull that move where when he is reversing he puts his arm behind your seat and he would totally "help" you by reaching across to help put your seat belt on, and just lingers by your face, his lips too close to your lips, and you just blushing and looking demurly at him through your lashes, and omg he would totally put his hand on your tigh and just relish in the way you gasp and clench them and blush as you are like Dabi! This isn't appropriate, the parents will find out! Lmaooo Also! Adding to the previous point, he would totally make your feed him food while he drives, and licks or nick your finger tips when you go to feed him, and just relish in the way you blush and squeak Dabi! And he would just he like damn I can't help that I love the way my name sounds on your lips

Also when you guys married hes gonna be soooo horny, and possessive for you cuz know it's all halal, and would just be like I wanna get you pregnant asap, cuz come on we gotta give our parents cute little grandkids and its your job as his wife to please him lmfao And like of course you're gonna be all flustered and stuff, but also he is good in bed, soooooo aianaokHgqNaah

And also like yeah Muslim Dabi is a total hooligan, but he's not dumb, homeboy is smart and gets good grades, and is gonna be graduating with a masters and is gonna work under his dad and all that, and his family is famous and well liked by the community, so he's gonna have like no issues with getting the reader to marry him, and her family is obviously gonna be so happy! Like wow what a good marriage proposal from such a prestigious and good family! And of course the Todoroki's are gonna be so happy to have a sweet and kind and pure daughter in law, who is gonna take care of their troublesome son, little do they know that yeah maybe Dabi loves you, but he's also gonna ruin you LMFAOO RIPPP

……….

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LORD HAVE FUCKING MERCYYYYYYYYY MY GAWD

WHY CANT HE BE REAL

WHY CANT I HAVE A MUSLIM SCUMMY YET LOVING TOUYA PLEASE GOD WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN😭😭😭😭🔫

Dude it would be just like in Om Shaanti Om, maybe he sees you at chaand raat looking for churiyan or cute kurtis for Eid when he decides to approach you. He KNOWS how skittish you are but he’s had his eye on you for a while…yet you’re so damn evasive. You’re like a little mouse, jumping at the slightest brush of his body against yours.

He sees you admiring the jingle of the bangles, the way the sequins cast reflecting rays against your own hands and decides to play with his future wifey a bit.

He sidles up behind you and reaches around your body to hold your preoccupied hand in his.

“I can’t wait for the day you look at me with such admiration,” he breaths against your ear, and just as he expected, you jump about a foot in the air.

You clutch your chest and look at him warily.

“Dabi! Don’t do that, you nearly gave me a heart attack.”

He lowers his lids and makes sure you’re watching as his gaze travels from your feet up your body to your face, settling on not so modest areas.

Your face flushed furiously when he rasps, “‘You sayin’ I make your heart race, meri jaan?”

He almost got kicked in the balls that day. But he wouldn’t say that he minds if it means his sacred scrotum has any contact with you

At another time he finds you waiting in line to get your mehndi done. You’re sitting patiently and poised as you flip through some sample design pages, and he slips in like next to you (and might I add, he received no backlash for cutting from the terrifying glare he gave to the people behind him, practically dating them to voice their displeasure).

“Whatcha lookin’ at guriya (doll)?”

You snap your head towards him with mild surprise, somehow already knowing he was going to find you. Wordlessly, you hand him the pages and he takes it from your hand, letting his fingers interlace with yours.

You try pulling it back, nervously looking around and giving him a pleasing look to let go, but he merely holds your gaze, his eyes filled with such tenderness that you had never seen before.

“Let them see. People should know you’re gonna belong to me anyways,” he groans quietly when your lips part in shock.

“Stop messing with me,” you murmur and turn your face. He won’t have any of it though, he follows your turning head and grabs a wrist, holding it up to his lips and kissing it, trailing his mouth from your palm to your single digits.

“‘This the hand you’re gonna get done?”

Your body lights on fire as you feel his tongue swirl around your index, the taste of you causing his dick to swell under his kameez.

He squeezes your wrist lightly and prompts you for an answer. You nod slightly, and he chuckles lowly.

“I’ll make sure to put a ring on this hand then. And you better wear it with your mehndi as well when you wrap your hand around my co-“

“Next person please!”

You leap out of your seat, face ablaze and fuming indignantly as you hear him laugh behind you.

“Hey, Y/N!”

You turn and barely meet his eye.

“What?”

“Get the design on page three. It’ll suit you.”

You get the design on page three.

He leaves at one point and you think he’s gone for good, when he comes back 19 minutes later, ladoos and kheer loaded in his hands, a brown paper bag in between his teeth.

Your eyes widen as he seats himself next to you, and the girl doing your hand gives you a knowing smirk when you frantically shake your head for him to leave.

But nope. Instead, he meticulously takes time to form little bites of mixed sweets and hand feeds them to you, much to your utter embarrassment.

You can’t help it though! You’re so hungry, and the food is actually delicious. It’s totally not cuz of the way he looks at you like you’re the only girl in the world, like you’re the only one whose allowed to see this soft side of the eldest Todoroki…

It’s much later down the line when you two get engaged. It takes Dabi argument after argument of persuading his parents to host multiple iftaars just for your family. He doesn’t even want Hawks to be with him when you come over, he just wants you all to himself.

When you enter his house his mouth waters at seeing your shalwar. You barely lift your lashes to look at him, but he’s basically ogling at you.

At one point of you coming over Dabi points out to the adults that you’ve never had a full house tour before. Your parents permit him to show you around, and he uses this opportunity to isolate you in a distant part of the house, right in his room.

The second you hesitantly step in, holding a light dupatta over your head for a show of modesty, he’s closing the door and locking it behind him. You turn at the sound of the click to see him smirking and crossing his arms over as he leans against the door.

You frown. “Open the door Dabi, if either of our parents see us here alone they’re gonna call off the nikkah.”

“Oh, so you’re worried about wanting to be with me, huh?”

“Dabi,” you say exasperatedly, already reaching around him for the handle.

But he uses this momentum to yank your arm towards him and spin you around, pinning you to the door with his chest pressed against your back.

It’s silent save for both of your ragged breaths.

You’re terrified, you’ve never had a boy touch you like this and you don’t know what to do except gasp when he presses his boner against your ass.

“You wanna know something?” He whispers into your ear.

You shake your trembling head, and he softly kisses the side of your cheek.

“I’ve never really been one to follow protocol, but I won’t touch you too much while we’re engaged. I’ll be gentle with you and let you get used to how you’re going to be trained under me.”

You inhale softly and flinch when his hands travel up your sides, letting the edges of your dress ride up and flash a bit of your stomach.

“But after our wedding…just know that I’ll take you however I want. I won’t be as nice with letting you go. Even if you think you can escape by having our wedding night in either yours or my parents’ house, I’ll make sure everyone knows how my name sounds when it’s screaming from your lips.”

He rubs against you, your body trapped between a rock and a literal hard place.

You think he’s gonna feel up your chest from the way he hooks his chin over your shoulder and peers down at your breasts, but he just lightly licks a stripe up your neck and cooes when you whimper.

“Please, Dabi, not like this. Just-just wait a bit.”

“How can I wait when you taste so fucking good though,” he growls and tightens his grip around you, ripping another gasp from your throat.

But then, he stops. He lets you go and spins you around to face him.

You look up at him and he strokes one hand over the column of your neck.

Unmarked, begging for any kind of sign of ownership.

“But don’t get too excited. I still have to see how you cook me biryani and butter chicken if you want this dick,” he smirks and breaks the tension in the air when he senses you’re overstimulated, misty eyed and scrunched eyebrows a dead giveaway for him.

You swat his arm and scowl at his crudeness.

“Okay you’ve had your fun now, you cretin-“

“Cretin?” His eyes widen mockingly and he takes a step towards you, placing a hand on his chest in faux hurt.

You back up and he takes another step forwards.

“That’s a big girl word to use. It’s a pretty mean one too, you’re so mean to your husband-to-be, Y/N.” He pouts and you can’t help the disbelieving snort that comes out of you. As if he were that sensitive.

“You think our kids will be as mean as you?”

“What?!” You sputter.

He cocks his head and studies you.

“Or do you think they’ll be freakishly handsome like me?”

“Get your head out of your ass, you’re actually unbelievable.”

“Maybe if I put you in a mating press they’ll come out nicer…but I heard back shots make girls more submissive, so maybe that’ll transfer to one of ‘em.”

“Who said we’re having any kids?”

“What, you think I’m gonna let you be on birth control? Naw janoo, that pussys all mine. ‘M gonna cum in it whenever i want.”

And before you feel like you’re going to pass out, you hear a knock from the door, Natsuo calling out for both of you to join them for dinner.

Dabi looks at the door, then you.

“Ladies first,” he smirks and opens the door.

#god damn I ramble too much #sorry this was such a juicy prompt #hot moots #muslim bnha headcannons #muslim bnha #Muslim Dabi

[murdocsagaypirate]

What does 'your soul belongs to me' actually means?

hehehe its a little mysterious, right?…I'm assuming you’re talking about the two times Murdoc has said some variation of this to 2D. Specifically, “you OWE me your soul.” I hope so because I’m typing all of this under this assumption:

The full context of the conversation everyone knows this from (he says a different variation on it somewhere else, I can’t remember where now, I’ve done this hunt before I know its there before phase 3) It’s after the whole Russel: “Everyone loves each other except Murdoc” 2D: “Aw, I love you, Murdoc!” Murdoc: “ Look. I won’t say it again. I saved your life. You owe me your soul, man.“

For one thing it just kind of serves as a deflection. Instead of “Thanks” or god forbid, “I love you too.” it’s “You fucking BETTER love me! You OWE me love.” Throughout phase 1 it’s expressed that 2D feels Murdoc “saved his life” and (correct me but) I’m pretty sure it’s not ever crystal clear what is meant by that. On the one hand it could be that 2D is just legitimately confused about his coma situation and believes that Murdoc literally brought him back to life, not out of the question… because he’s dumb… The other way to look at is that 2D’s believes Murdoc saved his life by giving it purpose and direction through the band. Which is fucking. tragic. consider how.. *shutter-y inhale* keep it together. 

Whatever the explanation Murdoc has obviously taken advantage of the mindset to manipulate 2D into emotional dependency. “You owe me your soul/your soul belongs to me” meaning, ‘you owe me a huge debt.’ and it also means, ‘your identity, autonomy and fate are up to me to decide.’ The journal might even be taking this a step further from 2D’s side, where 2D labels Murdoc as “My Soul.” Meaning not, “he controls my identity, autonomy and fate” but ‘he IS my identity, autonomy and fate.” … *long sip* disturbing mutual dependency :) 

OH AND HE COULD ALSO MEAN IT LITERALLY SEE THIS THEORY I DID IN AUGUST AND HAVENT READ SINCE.  

[internetremix]

I was wondering... Do you any of you have tips for a rookie GM? I'm setting up a game night here soon and I'm stressing the heck out over it.

Alex: No matter what game system you play it's usually quite intimidating because there are like 600 pages of information to digest. At any given time you need to have memorized only, like, thirty. At the end of the day most tabletop games are just two things - math and improv. Admittedly things that, outside of tabletop games, people go out of their way to avoid, but still.

Stress can lead people to get things done fast but also get things done sloppy. You don't need to plan out every single detail of what the characters might encounter eventually in a session. You can flesh out a couple of interesting people, places, or things you want them to see and just keep a scratch card of notes and traits for if/when they go off the beaten path. Remember, no matter what you plan, there is no accounting for the actions of players, and rolling with them provides a far better experience than slamming your fist down and saying "NO" to every deviation.

And above all else, remember that tabletop games are a collaborative effort. People come together to play games, tell stories, and shoot the shit. If shooting the shit overtakes the game you can rein that in a little but at the end of the day everyone's there voluntarily to have fun, and no one is there to see anyone fail.So to recap -

1. You are the arbiter of rules no matter what the book says. You can double-check later and take notes for future games if it becomes an issue but generally you only need to have in mind rules that are actively going to be used in game. If you don't know the exact way to handle something just make up what the closest action would be and if the player rolls what you think is well enough to do it, they did it.

2. If you don't have time to take notes on every single thing the players might encounter, congratulations, you're an average person. You only need a few based on the following factors - what do you want the players to do, how do you think they're going to do it, and do you have something prepared for when they go off the beaten path.

3. Have fun! Seriously, it's called a tabletop GAME, not a tabletop dictatorship.

Kristen: All of my games are Tabletop Dictatorships, all of them. Unfortunately I'm a terrible, weak-willed dictator so this helps nothing.

Alex: Discord Murder Party is different. Mafia/Werewolf operates way differently than D&D and needs a GM SPECIFICALLY so that players don't go off the rails.

Kristen: You are 100% correct.

God my first tabletop I ever DMed for I made my own thing and wrote like... twenty pages for my first session. And then as soon as I started, my players were like HEY I WANNA EXPLORE THE SHOPS

"O-oh.... y-yeah, here's uh... heeeere's a list of shops..."

So then I had to improv like... five shops and make multiple NPCs on the fly and then I found out "it turns out writing an entire paragraph for every NPC is an awful idea because you can't fucking read those notes mid-session"

So my point is don't do that.

Juno: Oh yeah. Last night I had to make up a guy named Lucas on the spot because JoJo's character wanted to convince a guy not to kill them

Kristen: YEP I ran the generic 5e DnD starter for a group of friends and somehow it went from a generic "you all hunt down and kill a bunch of goblins and a bugbear in a cave, way to go" to "You spared a Goblin who has a ridiculous Brooklyn accent who hates his job and now you're starting a ridiculous worker's revolution and this has ended with you all enlisting every other goblin you were supposed to fight into swarming the bugbear boss. Okay."

Juno: I mean. That's a pretty bomb plot twist if you ask me.

Kristen: Oh yes, I enjoyed it immensely. Also really in the context of a DnD game I'm pretty sure that shouldn't be doable cause I don't think any of them were supposed to be able to speak common. If your players are setting themselves up for a more interesting story and you have to bend the rules a bit to make it happen, go for it. One of the most important things for GMing is making your players feel like they have agency- as Alex said, it's collaborative, it's not just you telling your players a story.

Another thing to keep in mind is what sort of players you have. I usually prefer to play with people who are more into the RP/story aspect, but some people are gonna be more into them fighty fights and mechanics and such. Which is fine and can work, it's just a matter of striking a balance in your game.  I usually try to tailor things in such a way that everyone's getting a chance to get what they want out of a game and their shot at the spotlight, in whatever manner that takes. For me it's helped to ask my players directly "hey, what do you want out of this game? Do you have any ideas or anything you're really into?"

Mostly what I'm saying is just try to keep in mind what your players are in this for, since that contributes a lot to how much fun you all have.

Atwas: Something that's helped me a lot is to not stress out or stop the game entirely to double check rules. It sort of kills momentum. In my experience, ruling a situation and then looking something up later is a lot less stressful than the pressure of putting something completely on pause while you flip through a book/google something.

If you're doing stuff in real life, I would recommend making a little cheat sheet of your PC's information. My DM screen has sticky notes with each party characters HP, AC, Passive Perception, and Spell Save DC to keep things streamlined.

Kristen: Oooo smurt

Alex: Hell yeah dude. Also there are custom DM screens you can get tailor-made to give you quick rules references. Fairly cheap on Amazon.

Atwas: Also your players don't know if you're winging stuff unless you tell them. ;^)

Also also don't be scared of bumping monster hp up or down depending on a fight or having monsters run away or call in reinforcements. If you go off script in an encounter--surprise! Nobody knows but you. I did that quite a bit when I was starting out because balancing encounters is a bit of an art and CR is a loose guideline at best.

Also also also the point of the game isn't to win. Don't fall into the trap of "beating your players" or stuff like that. Imo that kind of messes with the table dynamics unless 100% of everyone is on board with that type of game.

Kristen: Yeah, don't fall into that and also be careful not to go into the mindset of "punishing" your players if they do something dumb. Like if it's a silly "you did this thing and consequences have gone WILDLY outside of what you expect wheee", awesome, but I've had DMs who basically would act like if you didn't somehow read their minds and find their exact solution, welp you made a dumb choice and now everyone is penalized for it. Made for a pretty toxic atmosphere, do not recommend. Kind goes hand in hand with "don't be a tabletop dictator".

Atwas: oh gods i could go on and on about how punishing someone in game never works for out of game behaviour but i digress. also please don't feel afraid to talk to your players, even if having adult conversations is difficult.

Juno: Cause and effect is the biggest thing to think about I think, especially in a DMing situation.

Alex: For instance, siccing a Revenant on the party? Thavagath made a bad decision in character, that's the natural consequence, he gets a chance to save his ass. Someone makes a dick joke about your carefully crafted NPC? Don't be a dick right back.

Atwas: sweats, trying to think back to the last time a dick joke was made in Fallen Empires

Alex: Like I think the last major one was Phill pulling a muscle stretching so hard to make a joke for five minutes about the "Male Room" rather than the "Mail Room"

But then we - wait for it - ACTUALLY DISCUSSED THE ISSUE OUT OF GAME and stuff like that doesn't pop up any more.

Atwas: WHAT? SPEAKING LIKE REASONABLE ADULTS?!?! IN MY TABLETOP?!?!?! it's really useful. please have those conversations, even if they're uncomfortable. and if something is becoming an issue, bring it up sooner rather than later--turns out that people can't change stuff if they don't know about it! Most people want to stay friends after a campaign after all.

Jojo: Have your story planned, npcs, and what you want an end goal to be. Make sure it's all planned out BEFORE asking people to join it. And if you need a second DM to help you with Dice or story, then that's ok too! I'm still a beginner DM myself, so that's the best advice I can give

These guys are pros, so listen to them

Phill: Heheh... male room

Alex: Phill no you'll pull your hamstring again

Phill:

Atwas: what do you think is Phill's average Henderson rating?

Alex: Phill has at least One Henderson in him, he destroyed Underdark to the point of we can't go back to it ever now.

Phill: I mean. Yeah. Honestly, I could've very easily seen phresh reach a 1.75 hendersons eventually.

Atwas: I'd say 1.75 works. 2 is still out of reach, but one day...

Xander: Underdark is cursed content and deserved better

Atwas: How many of he players had that as their first campaign? 3/5?

Xander: I believe so

Alex: Uprising and I had played before, I don't think Jojo, Dawn, or Phill had.

Xander: I'm probably gonna reboot Underdark one day. Wipe the slate clean. Probably not gonna be done on IR

Alex: We did it! We reached two Hendersons!

Xander: Two full Hendersons.

Phill: time unveil my new original character. Blesh

Alex: Blerish

Xander: More like Blemish

#ask the ir crew #advice #dungeons and dragons #dndbags #as always this starts as good advice and then devolves into nonsense #Anonymous

[sainadazai]

Chapter 4

A/n ahh yesterday was bakugous birthday I love him oml everyone say happy birthday even though its late

"They say clothes make the pros, ladies and gentlemen. And behold you are the proof." all might spoke, smiling brightly as everyone exited the changing rooms.

You walked out in a group, making it difficult to see everyones costumes, but you caught a glimpse of some that were rather cool. All Might seemed to think as well his words being "This is getting me all ramped up, you look so cool!" He really is too excited for his own good.

As everyone had finally taken their places, standing scattered in a bunch of costume-clad teens, you could finally look around and take in some of the impressive ideas your classmates had. Momo, wearing a quite revealing one-piece that was a beautiful red, contrasting with a yellow belt. It was showy, but you wouldn't say she looked anything less than badass.

Might be difficult to fight her while she wears it, though. You would want any mishaps to happen for the perverts around here, or in here.

"Woah! L/n I like your costume! It fits your quirk, haha" Momo approached you, as she laughed joyfully.

It better. This hero suit design had been in the works since you were just a preschooler. A skin-tight silver body suit that stops in the middle of your thigh. Two purple stripes going down either side from the shoulder down. A zipper, metal obviously, by the slightly turtlenecked top that goes halfway down your bust. On your hands, purple fingerless gloves, with concealed brass knuckles to benefit hand to hand combat.

Then, around your left thigh, a garter that also served as storage for small capsules of your own blood, just in case you're in need of something metal, and would be at risk if you cut yourself. The capsules are secured in little pockets around the garter, a pop of red to the otherwise shiny grey costume.

However, the favorite part ever since you were little, was the boots. They were a shiny purple that rose tightly up to your lower thighs, they were fireproof material with removable silver heels. Why? Well so that you can shoot them off using your quirk at any point in battle,or, if liquified, could be used to make you float.

This was an idea you and your mom thought of after seeing a movie where a girl shot bullets from her high heels, she told you that that was a badass woman moment, and ever since badass has been your favorite compliment to give. That was at age 7. Finishing off the costume you wore thick silver and purple glasses that scanned objects for metals and told you what metals they were, to make things easier to manipulate and multiply.

"I-am sorry-"

"L/n!"

"Sorry, um thanks! Yours looks badass, too. "

"Thanks L/n."

The two of you made your way over to jirou and continued to talk, or try to talk while stuttering. As they spoke to you, subconsciously you kept on the lookout for Todoroki. He was nowhere to be seen in the mess of teens, but you did spot Midoriya having what looked to be a seizure as he conversed with a very revealed Uraraka. She looked beautiful,too. Even though her suit was skin tight, it fit her well, showing her curves in a modest but flattering way. Her most gorgeous feature,though, was her hair, so instead of your eyes lingering on her body in its glory, you found yourself entranced with the shine of her hair, and the blush on her cheeks.

Even though you were stuck in your own attempts at conversation, not paying attention to the half and half boy anymore, he was paying attention to you. His eyes stuck to your face as it smiled and your eyes when they brightened. Wandering down to your chest, luckily zipped up and away from the observing eye, your curves every little dip around your waist and hip, your legs, thigh, calf, all the muscles you'd worked to obtain since childhood. Todoroki was entranced by you, and how you looked like a hero already.

He wondered if the girls had made you their friend since you were shy, if they took you in and wanted to be your friend since you didn't have the words to ask them yourself. If so, should he do the same? It seemed to work for them, he might need to re-think his plan.

You both were brought away from your separate places as Iida spoke.

"This is the fake city from our entrance exam." He spoke robotically, from inside a full armored suit.

You looked around, not previously noticing this was indeed one the cities from the exam. "Will we be conducting urban battles again?"

"Not quite,I'm going to move you two steps ahead!" All Might gestured the number two with his fingers.

"Most of the villain fights you see on the news happen outside. However, statistically speaking, the most disastrous villain fights happen indoors. Think about it, backroom deals, home invasions,secret underground layers. Truly intelligent criminals stay hidden in the shadows. For this training exercise you'll be split into heroes and villains and perform two on two battles."

The girl from lunch, with the frog quirk, spoke up, "Isn't this a little advanced?"

The pro simply smiled "The best training is what you get on the battlefield,"

"Wouldn't call this a battlefield.." you mumbled, looking around at all your classmates who you supposed would be villains soon. How did he expect other hero students to be able to play the villain? You understood that getting in a villain's mind might be important, but really how good could anyone do?

"But remember you can just punch a robot this time, you're dealing with actual people now."

"Sir, will you be the one deciding who wins?"

"How much can we hurt the other team?"

"Do we need to worry about the losers getting expelled like earlier-"

-

You walked down the concrete path keeping All Mights words in mind.

"The situation is this: the villains have hid a nuclear missile somewhere in their hideout. The heroes must try to soil their plans. To do that the good guys either have to catch the evil do-ers, or apprehend the weapon. Likewise the bad guys succeed if they protect their payload or capture the heroes."

Next to you stood a tall, blonde haired boy with a tail, he'd asked you to call him ojiro. The two of you, much to your dislike, were meant to play villains. Another dislike, you'd be going up against Shoto Todoroki and Mezo Shoji. After thinking it through, you figured they could use Shoji's ears and other heightened senses to find the two of you, and Todoroki would probably just freeze you. How could you fight if you couldn't move, right? Wrong.

Ferrokinesis is the manipulation of metal through the mind. You had especially trained yourself to combat without using a single bone in your body, it just takes concentrated breathing. It might have been nice to inform your partner of that, to ease his mind, and maybe plan some sort of strategy, but you haven't been able to speak outside of greeting him. Thus, you entered the tall building silently and stood by the missile, waiting for the "Heroes" to come.

"Uhm, L/n, did what happened earlier make this whole thing a lot more...scary?" He began, startling you by initiating conversation.

"Um, what do you mean by that? Like Midoriya and Bakugou fighting?" You questioned, a lot more comfortable considering you were just alone with him.

"Yeah, like seeing how real it can get, you know.." his face screamed nervousness, and that really wouldn't help the two of you, plus you needed to get into a villain mindset, still.

"No, you see, the fact that things might get more real now, it'll only help us. Recovery girl is there to heal any injuries later, so I say we should all fight like that. Well, not like- I- you"

"I get it."

"Uhm, yeah, if we all give it one hundred and ten percent, that's how we will actually get better, and maybe learn how to handle ourselves in different situations. If things go bad now, it'll be easy, we just get really angry and mean like bakugou, perfect villains, ha"

"Heheh, yeah, your right L/n"

"S-yeah, thanks"

You suddenly felt cold rising from below, guess you were right about that. Feeling proud of yourself, you decided to indulge the part of the villain just a bit more. Earlier had simply been two kids talking, but now, you'd strut your heels and be the scariest female they'd ever seen, or try at least.

"Mmm, why must heroes be so predictable!" You stomped and let out a crazed pout.

Ojiro was taken back by your sudden behavioral change, not knowing how you and dad used to play hero and villain all the time. His eyebrows raised in question at your statement, and he took a few steps away. The task to become villains totally forgotten as he watched you throw a fit.

"Damn todoroki, it's cold up here now! Don't you fools get it. Missiles need heat. C'mon then pretty boy, hurry up and freeze us so we can see that dumb hero smirk! I know you want too~" You were talking to the floor, swinging your arms and legs around as you paced back and forth. Trying your best not to overthink the cheesy, embarrassing words coming from your mouth.

"Frozen?"

Turning to your partner you shot him a smirk, "Yeah, pretty boy thinks he can immobilize us from outside, pft. How silly of him, thinking I'd go down without dinner first." Your words were getting out of hand. Was this what villains were like, or were you just hiding some secret vulgar persona? He was confused until he saw the strained tears building in your wide eyes. You were doing this against your own nature, trying your best to succeed.

"So then, um L/n, you must have quite the plan to escape these pros and keep our missile intact, hahaha" His fake laughs were nowhere near as good as yours, but it eased you that he was trying.

Meanwhile, Shoji was waiting behind Todoroki, face completely red and eyes wide. He heard your comments easily, and was completely frozen on the image of, well, what you had insinuated.

"Why are you red?" todoroki questioned, as his teammate looked incredibly flustered. Had he done something to fluster shoji? He didn't think so.

"G-go, um, L/- she" he short circuited before he could finish, being completely flustered and no longer functional.

"Alright..."

Todoroki continued his way up the several floors of the building now covered in ice, having been told where the two of you were hiding along with the missile. His feet crunched loudly against the ice covered floors, a smirk residing on his face. The boy was a little upset at first that his first interaction with you would be like this.

However, images of his father in his mind made him remember his purpose for being here. He was supposed to be the best, and you were supposed to be a villain. Number one heroes dont take pity on a villain just because she's cute.

"This quirk is insane," He heard your partner speak before entering the room. Upon showing his face, Ojiro was quick to take a defensive stance, while you were off in the corner of the room, leaning against a wall, feet equally stuck to the ground.

"Pry yourself up if you want, but it might be hard to fight me with no skin on the bottom of your feet." He smirked.

Shoto was continuing to walk towards the missile, thinking he'd won. Until he heard two little clicks from the corner.

"God, they really have to stop catering these trainings to my quirk, pft. God, ice is slippery."

His head shot up at the sound of your voice, your feet seemed to be free of ice, and the floor where they had been stuck showed two irregular lumps of stiff concrete. How? He thought you manipulated metal? Were there metals in concrete?

"God, I really do love these glasses," you tapped them. "Make my life a lot easier, less scientific novels and what not." the voice you had was so casual, were you pretending to be shy this whole time? Or were you just a really good fake villain. He felt like you were a real villain, eyes perking up a bit at the idea of a challenge.

"Lets see, how many walls do you think I could drop on you before the building collapses? Two, maybe three? Or I could just tie you up, huh?"

He smirked, "Oh really, shy-girl? I'd like to see you try.."

His words shot through your act like a bullet, piercing you right in the heart. His voice should not be allowed to sound like that. It's unfair, cheating even. Your face changed from confident to wavering and hands began sweat. Could you really hurt him? You saw bakugou hurt midoriya earlier, he did it like second nature, but you wanted to be a hero, learn about villains and put them away, so you proceeded. This was your chance to show off your combat skills.

Zipping down the zipper on your chest, you remove the tiny holder for it, causing it to fall in your palm and begin to liquify. Your glasses told you the different metals in it, and that allowed you to focus on multiplying them, closing your eyes as the liquid began to grow.

Your partner was staring between the two of you, hoping whatever you were about to do was successful, since his feet really did hurt. Suddenly your finger began making a circular movement, the metallic liquid mimicking it. It flowed in a ring of silver around your middle body.

"Metal is a fun element, you know. It's easily found in almost every environment, easy to hide, and disobeys many scientific theories. Like this liquid metal here, it looks normal, but it only gets this way by becoming scorching hot." You winked at no one in particular and swung your finger down in a straight line, a mini-mimic of Iida's air chopping.

The hot fluid melted the concrete in a straight line on the floor, ice and ground in that area being dissolved completely. It felt good to use your power to win, you could tell from his eyes todoroki was scared. Maybe you were stronger than you thought?

Losing, however, was not what he was scared of. The wave of heat that fell over him after your swing sent him into terrible memories. His scar began to itch and burn at the recognition of heat. You saw that, too. How his fear held deeper meaning, and it made you scared of yourself. You didn't want to be a villain anymore, you just wanted this to be over, your eyes almost welled with tears at how mean you'd been, acting like the villain.

"I-um-ugh" Your foot stomped down on the floor, slipping a bit but forcing concrete to envelope the boy's feet, while simultaneously forcing the ground up and the temperature just hot enough to free your partner.

"J-Just, where's Shoji?"

"I'll get him, since you did the fighting here, l/n...." Ojiro stated, running out of the room, having been uncomfortable with the tension.

The next words to come out of your mouth should have been expected, but never had they meant so much to todoroki. His eyes were back to normal, face stone once again. Trying to pretend that fear he felt, those memories, were never there. Steel walls being put up once again to hide away hid feelings, but you manipulate metal.

Your e/c eyes shoot to look at the scar around his left eye and then back to his whole face. Taking a few steps closer to him, ignoring the teachers yell of how your team had won, you whispered.

"Im so sorry."

No one else would understand it, not the other students watching intently from the observation room, not your partners downstairs, but he did. Shoto heard those words, and felt your eyes lingering on it, and his chest got tight. You knew, and you didnt call it ugly, and you stopped using heat because you knew.

It was your job to be the villain at any cost, but you worked harder to not use heat. You weren't just sorry for scaring him, but for the fact that he had to be scared. So he spoke to you, for the first serious time, saying the only words that felt appropriate.

"Thank you."

#todoroki x reader #todoroki fluff #shoto torodoki #todoroki shoto x reader #mha todoroki #mha fanfiction #mha fluff #momo yaoyozoru #momo x reader

[cantolopejeevas]

For the ask meme: Fragrance for Anthea and Mortar. Poison for Lucas. Parachute for Avery and Daniyal. Hobby for all of them (or whoever you choose if that's too much!!!) and compass and lightning~ I'm sorry there's so many I gotta know!!!

Hehehe, this is quite a bit, but I had fun answering all of these! Thank you for sending this in, darling~

Fragrance:  What do your OCs smell like? (Anthea and Mortar)

Anthea smells like the forest- like a combination of wood and grass. In her snek form, though, she low-key smells like cement, but you’d have to get really, really close to be able to tell that.

Mortar smells like whatever expensive bullshit cologne he’s wearing at the time, haha. It’s not too strong, thankfully. But he also sometimes smells like blood and gore, thanks to his business. That’s partially why he wears cologne in the first place.

Poison:  Vices/bad habits? What are they? How do they affect your OC? (Lucas)

His biggest bad habit (in his mind) would probably be taking naps all the time. I mean, he’s Actual Satan, so he’s got all the time in the world, but he does complain about all the stuff he doesn’t get to do because he’s too busy snoozing. Just. Get up and do the things, you lazy prick.

He also likes to damn people to hell for all eternity by making them shitty deals with tons of loopholes for him to use (because “mortals are dumb”). He doesn’t even need that many souls, they’re just like trophies to him. But it’s one of the few things he’ll forgo napping for, so there’s that.

Parachute: Who does your OC(s) trust the most? Who makes them feel safe? Who would they do absolutely anything for? (Avery and Daniyal)

Well... Avery unfortunately trusts Lucas the most. Mostly because he’s their best (and kinda only) friend. He makes them feel safe, mostly because he’s contractually obligated to do that. They probably wouldn’t do absolutely anything for him, but there’s very little they wouldn’t do.

Daniyal probably trusts his beloved GF Andy (I’mma just link to your blog right here so people can find them~) the most, out of everyone he knows. It was Daniel before then, but he was easy to replace because he’s a prick that’ll let Daniyal believe whatever about scary technology for his own amusement. But Daniyal probably feels more safe with Daniel because he’s still low-key terrified of robots, although he’s trying his best to overcome that. In the end, though, he’ll do anything for both of them (for all his friends, really) if the situation is dire enough.

Hobby: What do they love? What captivates them? What are their passions? (Everyone!!!)

Shian loves appreciating art and music. She’s definitely the type of person to go out in a fancy dress and drink wine all while looking at paintings and sculptures. And she’ll buy whatever pieces she really likes~ Also she uses her royal status to help out struggling artists.

Anthea’s pretty simple- she just loves taking care of her little snake friends and making wood carvings of them! Both are a bit difficult due to the whole blindfold thing, but she tries her hardest, and she succeeds pretty well!

Mortar loves frivolous, expensive bullshit- especially if it’s a gift. He’ll decorate his whole house with everything he gets, because he wants to show off his wealth. But he also has a hidden collection of handmade wooden toys and knick-knacks that he’s a huge sucker for.

Lucas likes to watch trashy reality shows while snoozing. He says it’s just so he can catch up on mortal culture, but he’s way more invested than that. He has a checklist of all the people he knows are going to Hell, and which would make for great potential deals. 

Avery is a major history buff. They like learning about the past, and if in the right mindset will spout on and on about whatever historical thing they want to talk about. Also, they’re a memelord, and totally spend half their time on Tumblr,

Shiloh loves SCIENCE and teaching others about all its wonders. He keeps tabs on all the biggest breakthroughs and advancements in technology- and goes out to try new gadgets as soon as possible. Also, experiments are always fun, even if they’re just little useless ones that serve no purpose.

Daniel’s biggest hobby is playing videogames. But that’s already well-known, so let’s talk about his passion for tea. He’s pretty much addicted to it, and very few things can calm him down more than a steaming fresh cup of it. I’m also pretty sure he’s subscribed to a “Tea of the Month” thing.

Daniyal is a farmboy through and through. He likes keeping gardens and harvesting fresh veggies that he can cook into delicious meals. He knows the tricks for growing the best corn and tomatoes, even if his logic/reasoning for it’s a little off.

Aurel likes doing things that remind of him of “the good old days”. Ballroom dancing, going to opera houses. If your grandparents are into it, he’s probably into it too (even if he’s older than them). And classic Victorian era literature is his jam.

Hadrian’s a fiesty bunny boi that likes adventure. He gets captivated by stories of brave knights defeating dragons and rescuing damsels in distress, and he wants to do all those things one day. One might even catch him playing pretend when he’s all alone.

Solace doesn’t have much in the way of hobbies. She likes to visit graveyards and talk to the dead people there, or visit dying patients in hospitals to soothe them a bit as they pass on. Of course, there’s also her darkest passion, which is low-key hypnotizing loved ones into killing each other. But she has good intentions, at least???

Compass: Who's the moral compass? In general: what are your OCs' morality like? Do they have high morals, or not? Are their morals self imposed, or do they base their morals on religion/family/influence of others?

I feel like the "moral compass” out of all my OCs would be one of my three Soft Babs, as I like to call them: Daniyal, Anthea, or Avery. All three of them have such big hearts and they care so much about others, that they can’t even begin to think of doing anything immoral.

All of my OCs have some morals to a point, even Lucas and Mortar- who are both the lowest morality-wise. Lucas won’t break promises/contracts, and Mortar won’t harvest organs from certain kinds of people (children/the particularly innocent).

For the most part my OCs develop their morals from personal experiences, and not much from outside influence like family or religion. I feel like it’s more organic and true to them that way? I don’t know, haha.

Lightning: Who's the most impulsive character? And who is their impulse control?

Hmmmm, this is a tough one. Anthea’s pretty impulsive ‘cause she’s not much of a thinker. She’ll just try to make friends with everyone, and usually Shian has to be like, “Bad idea.”