#LIKE regardless about quality of show or anything. it's just so WILD that it even EXISTS | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

neverchecking · 10 months

Note

That Wild facesitting one was so good omfgjskdkk

It gave me the idea of what if reader thinks the Chain (don’t forget Sage) are just doing so great and wants to give them a reward/gift but doesn’t know what so reader asks what they want.

The Chain ofc are so excited cause THEIR GODDESS WANTS TO GIVE THEM SOMETHING??

As they all think of smt, a couple of them are saying something along the lines of “nothing as long as you’re here we’re happy :)” which ofc reader thinks is so sweet and gives them a hug (cue smug smirks at the other Links bc reader hugged them HA)

As they all mull over their options bc obviously they don’t want to mess up this opportunity, ONE OF THE CHAIN STRAIGHT UP JUST SAYS “Sit on my face” WHETHER INTENTIONALLY OR NOT, EVERYONE IS IN SHOCK AND BEFORE ANYONE CAN SAY ANYTHING— reader agrees red faced bc she loves her boys oh so much ;)

Cue everyone saying they want the same thing bc they would honestly happily die at the opportunity

So sorry if this is a bit much it just came to me

~💚

No-no, don't be sorry, I love requests like these bc the idea of Sage vs. the Chain brings me so much serotonin! Like Mhmmmmm-

Fun fact: someone flagged that post 😭Which you guys can find -> Here!

Sage is TotK Link if you didn't know!

Anyway, smut so MDNI! 18+!

Smut CW: AFAB! reader, face sitting with multiple partners, praise

・❥・So, we all know that Reader has the entire chain wrapped around their finger. No ifs, ands or buts about it.

・❥・Especially after Sage joins them.

・❥・While there is silent fighting between him and the others, they make an effort to show you a united front because you are who they are all fighting for.

・❥・As far as your concerned, they're all buddies. (that was so far from the truth it was laughable, but it kept you happy, so it was the assumption that would remain.)

・❥・That being said, when they're all together in Wind's Era (The boy was at home with his sister and Grandmother, leaving the adults to fend for themselves) and you're in ear shot, they do their best to be on their best behavior. Even if Wild and Sage are shooting the most passive aggressive insults at the other, since, as we've accomplished, Sage is adamant on knowing exactly where your food comes from.

・❥・He refuses to let that failure cook for you. Not when he can do so. He has a bigger repertoire of recipes and more skills to his name than the other does. That...man can barely get through a fucking swim without blacking out because of a memory let alone stay there long enough to ensure your food is as quality as it should be.

・❥・(AN: For legal reasons, I would never think of Wild like this, I absolutely love him with my whole heart. BUT Sage does think like this because he's an asshole.)

・❥・So, while the two are cooking, the others do their own things around the makeshift camp. Weapon maintenance, gathering firewood, admiring your perfect figure as you do nothing but read under a tree.

・❥・ Sage, of course, finishes your food first, settling beside you close enough your hips are touching his. You thank him, eagerly eating whatever was given you (They had to be sneaky about the fighting between himself and Wild, as you had no idea about the tension between them).

・❥・About mid-way through your meal, you set down your bowl, brows furrowed as a troubled expression muddled your features.

・❥・Which just would not stand. Was the meal not to your liking? Was there something wrong? Would they have to dispose of that blasted bastard who dared to try and impose on their territory that good for nothing pest-

・❥・"I feel like I owe you guys some sort of thanks for all of this."

・❥・Oh.

・❥・So he would get to live another day. Pity.

・❥・"You don't owe us a thing, Angel. We are happy to do it." Wars beamed, sitting on your other side regardless of Sage's snarl pointed at him. "No reward needed." The captain smirked, leaning into your space.

・❥・You didn't seem pleased by the answer, brows pinching further together. "...It doesn't seem right."

・❥・"Songbird, your presence is thanks enough." Sky piped up, eyes so wide and earnest, Sage feared he'd cry over you. Again.

・❥・"Airhead is right, Darlin'," The cowboy added, dropping a stack of logs near the fire. "It's a blessin' in and of itself being able to treat you like 'da Goddess you are."

・❥・Sage prided himself on know you though. He knew you well. And he knew you well enough to know that once an idea like this entered your pretty little head, it wouldn't leave. No, not without a fight in the very least. And that was a fight he didn't want to go through. Not with you.

・❥・He just had to pick something that would benefit you more than him, hiding it under the guise of thanking him.

・❥・"As much as it pains me to say this, they're right." Legend piped up, moving to crouch in front of you, easily redirecting your attention from where you were watching Warriors to look at him with his index hooked under your chin. "As long as your happy, we're happy, sunshine."

・❥・"But I don't wanna take advantage of you guys! That would make me no better than Hylia. I can't just ask these things from you without any form of thanks. That's not right." You cupped Legend's cheeks with your own hands, either not noticing or ignoring the way his cheeks lit up under your touch.

・❥・No, you had too much of a heart of gold to let this go. It was what made you so much better than that fraud that placed this destiny upon them in the first place.

・❥・Like a stroke of genius, it hit him. It was too perfect of an opportunity to pass up. While it would sound like it would benefit him, it really would all be for you. It would be perfect. A way to show his true devotion to you. His fidelity and dedication to you, his glorious deity.

・❥・"Sit on my face."

・❥・He wished he had the foresight to pull out his Purah pad to take a picture of your face, which lit up an absolute ruby red as your whipped around to face him. Sage merely shrugged like it was a reasonable request. In his mind, it was. What wasn't reasonable about it?

・❥・Shocked silence fell around the group, some angrily sputtering at the audacity while others had to question if that was a real option.

・❥・"You mooncalf! Have some class, would you?! Especially in the presence of-"

・❥・"Is that what you want?" Wars tirade was cut off by your meek voice as you pulled your hands away from Legend's face. The vet himself looked seconds away from crashing as he caught onto what you were hinting at.

・❥・Sage smirked, something sharp and devious as he cracked his knuckles in front of him. "Absolutely. I think it would be a pretty damn good way to thank me."

・❥・"You don't have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, Y/n." Hyrule quickly pipes up, stepping closer as he shot a glare too sharp for his soft features at the newcomer. How dare that filth sully you in such a way and how dare he think of it before he could-

・❥・You were silent for a moment, shuffling for a second before letting out a breath. "If that's what you want." You finally decided, and the group was descended into chaos once more.

・❥・Cries of 'that's an option?!' and 'Hey, wait! I want that too!' erupted as the others scrambled to separate you from that degenerate, but he had latched on. His smirk was wide and knowing as he pulled you from Wars and Legend, closer to himself.

・❥・"It's exactly what I want. Now, are you crawling up or am I gonna have to pull you up here, sun flower?" Sage nipped at your neck as your went from ruby to crimson.

・❥・"Right now?!" You squeaked, eyeing the other males around you.

・❥・"You asked, I answered." Sage didn't care. This was a way of staking a claim. Of showing them all that no matter what, he would win. That he would make you feel so much better than anything they could do.

・❥・Silence fell for a second.

・❥・"Dibs on going second!" Was Wild's sudden call before there was arguing once more.

・❥・"Ya can't call dibs!" Twilight barked. "This isn't some sorta playground game where you can call for turns-"

・❥・"Third." Time spoke solemnly, nodding his head slowly. Sage honestly forgot he was there.

・❥・Twilight looked scandalized at the single word before Four was calling his namesake for the turns. Realizing that he either called or went last (Which wasn't too bad of an option in his books), he quickly rectified his horror and instead went to shove Warrior's by the face to call for fifth.

・❥・ In the time it took for him to recover, Sky and Hyrule had already called sixth and seventh respectively. And, with a shake of his head, Legend smirked. "I'll go ninth then. Pretty boy can go in front of me. Besides, you know what they say about saving the best for last."

・❥・"That it'll be worth nothing since it could never top the first." Sage cheekily called back, pulling off his top throwing it to the side so his torso was bare for the world to see.

・❥・"Why are you stripping?!" Sweet, naive you squeaked, trying to advert your eyes. If only they weren't glancing back at the toned abs and chiseled pecs. Oh great golden Goddesses.

・❥・With a chuckle, Sage pulled you closer with firm hands locked around your calves, pulling them apart to slot himself between your legs. Your hips were pulled up onto his lap before he was leaning down, wrapping an arm around you with his hand resting in the arch of your back. He quickly fell back to you were sitting on his chest, your legs straddling his upper chest as he looked up at you with nothing but pure, devious intentions. "For one simple reason, my light." He chuckled pulling you further up his chest as he licked his lips.

・❥・"I don't plan on letting you go until the only name you can remember is mine."

574 notes · View notes

jicklet · 9 months

Note

Oh no I forgot you ship Ted/Becca.

😆 Hi anon! I hope this doesn't ruin your day or anything, whomstever you are. If you don't ship it or ship something opposing or whatever's your bag, I'm sure we can still be friends, or whatever we are.

But I've been mulling this all over since the finale, and this is a good excuse to get my thoughts out. Because I come from ye old timey shipping days of "the idea of them together is cool, regardless of whether it happens or not." so that wasn't really my problem with the ending.

Here are the things that are true:

I really like themes and parallels. I like connecting dots and finding connections and all that jazz

The number of themes and parallels they set up between Ted and Rebecca was delicious and very fun for me.

My reaction to the finale is less upset than it is frustrated and confused.

My frustration isn't purely 'they didn't get together romantically so it sucks.' I had started making peace early S3 with realizing it probably wasn't gonna happen

I am frustrated because I wanted all those bits of cool narrative shit they laid out to Do Something

I am frustrated because it feels like Ted and Rebecca have had very few emotionally connected scenes since season one, and what's the point of parallel journeys and soulmateism if their journeys are going to stay so parallel and not join up more, and then just apparently diverge completely

And on the apparent diverging, I don't love it but it would have sucked less if their lines just matched up more in the middle! That could be poignant! But as is, it's more disappointing than tragic, because whatever potential was there wasn't almost realized and then lost, but instead just... never really approached. It feels wasted.

The show did not owe us them getting together, but what it did give us, I found unsatisfying. That's just a bummer, man.

Forgive me this metaphor but I cannot find a better way to put it: I am frustrated because I feel like I got ridden for 3 seasons while they went 'just wait it'll feel so good' and then they were like 'are you ready?' and then just hopped off and left.

I am confused because at the end of their story, I cannot figure out what I am meant to be feeling about it.

Again, I didn't need them to get together romantically, they totally could've found some other way to make it satisfying! But. Ted and Rebecca getting together romantically would have also tied it up in a lot of ways that worked and made the narrative satisfying.

Having a romance arc that works with their character arcs and the themes they've built on is just really cool as a story.

Obviously all that parallel journey stuff would've actually been leading them somewhere, ie to each other, yay woo

And not to each other just because they've been through similar shit, but because, as that last post said, among a lot of other reasons, they've been set up well to be what the other person needs.

Romance is not the be all, end all. But:

Ted and Rebecca both want to be in love with someone, someday.

Here is someone who already understands and balances and supports them.

Like, that's awesome. Is that not the qualities you want for them in a future romantic partner?

I can't see how it diminishes their friendship if it caries on very similar to it has been, just like, sometimes they smooch. Maybe I'm just too demisexual for this idk

Boat guy. I like boat guy, but he's a chiller version of Ted. I can't find that post that points out all the parallels there, but that episode by the time we got to Kenny Rogers I was like. Uh. Hm.

It's confusing to have boat guy have a beautifully intimate evening with Rebecca, all the while having so many specific details similar to Ted, and then just act like romantic Tedbecca is a wild, character-ruining concept.

Because the show ends with Ted leaving and Rebecca miserably walking out of the airport and straight into proxy-Ted. I have no idea how to feel about that.

I could keep going, but I'm about out for now, so uh. Woe, wasted Tedbecca potential be upon ye~

#Ted lasso critical #Ted lasso spoilers #V watches Ted lasso #Tedbecca #Ted x Rebecca #don't like; don't read pls no flames lmaooo

82 notes · View notes

cattyanon · 2 months

Text

Another Sonic Prime AU

Well then I suppose I am obligated to share if you're staring that intently! :)

To preface my explanation I would like to state that Shadow can traverse through the Shatterspaces on account of how else are they gonna get home? There is a catch though. That being that it becomes draining to stay in a Shatterspace for too long. He can stay in one maybe like a day or two but if he doesn't return to the void and rest there he risks the same potential fate canon Sonic risks at the end of season 3.

Anyways, infodump about Sonic's situation below:

So instead of him starting in New Yoke he's pretty obviously started in Boscage Maze. He comes hurtling out of the sky and before he can regain any bearings he slams head-first into a tree that happens to be situated in a place where he then drops into the Scavenger's territory.

As you can probably imagine, the scavengers do not take kindly to his presence. They find him passed out and tie him up for questioning. And when he does wake up he's extremely confused and has no idea what's happening- even more unable to answer any and all questions they might have than in canon. They (mostly Prim) don't take kindly to his confusion 'act' and accuse him of trying to come and steal from them but failing miserably and injuring himself in the process. Eventually Prim decides to have Gnarly throw him over the edge WHILE STILL TIED UP and tells him something along the lines of "if you live then maybe you'll gain a little more respect".

Literally the only reason he comes out relatively unscathed is because he instinctively curls into a ball as a defense mechanism. It kinda hurts due to the bindings but it works- he lives. He then manages to free himself and, in true Sonic fashion, has this inexplicable urge to run once he regains his bearings. But he doesn't get too far because without any limiters the Prism energy inside him is prone to bubbling up and eventually spilling out in a way that starts to burn up his shoes.

Not knowing what else to do he goes into survival mode. He doesn't know how he knows some of things he does but he's thankful for it regardless. Then comes a pivotal turning point in the plot...

He saves these baby flickies from a giant wild cat (i assume there's probably more than giant flickies in Boscage Maze that we just didn't get to see) by taking a hit for them in his panic to protect them and as it happens, the parents saw the whole thing. They come swooping and chase off the giant and, appreciative of him saving their babies, decide to help nurse him back to health. Since this is Sonic he does recover faster than your average mobian but it's definitely not Shadow levels of fast.

By the end of him recovering he's hesitant to leave them. They'd been the only ones to show him compassion so far and it's not like he really knew anything about where he was. So when they attempt to nudge him back into the wild he makes it very obvious that he wants to stay with them. And having bonded while he was recovering, the flickies are like "okay fine you can stay" in their own bird way.

And since I like angst there's quite a few things that happen to him before Shadow finds him, with the most notable one being how the Prism energy effects him since he doesn't have limiters/regulators to keep them at bay.

Since the Shatterspaces are heavily implied to be made up of Prism energy in some way and that in canon his shoes and gloves adapted to the world he was in, something similar happens. But unlike canon he has no way to suppress it. So instead of just changing his shoes and gloves it starts to effect him physically. And adapting to his surroundings, he takes on giant flicky-like qualities. Up to a certain length his hands and feet become more bird-like and his arms develop giant flight feathers. He doesn't get a beak but now most of his teeth are sharp fangs and he's got that little pattern on his face that Birdie has. To top it off he's grown a few feet and has the ability to control plants to a small extent.

And although this isn't because of the Prism energy, it's worth noting that his time spent with the giant flickies has rubbed off on him in that he learns how to communicate with/understand them and might have developed a few bird-like habits that I need to think on. (if anybody knows any interesting bird specific habits do tell) He also becomes a Mangey-like situation where he doesn't really know how to speak anymore (except bird noises) and has very feral tendencies.

And then Shadow comes along and has to not only deal with trying to put their world back together with Sonic the way he is but when their world DOES get put back together he's also going to have to deal with explaining Sonic's situation and help reintegrate him into society since he's the only one he feels inclined to trust besides Tails.

As a side note he very much does not like Rouge, Knuckles, and Amy in that order due to his not so good experiences with their Boscage variants.

#sonic #sonic au #sonic prime au #now i need a name #how about a placeholder one for now:#Boscage amnesiac sonic au #yeah that'll do

26 notes · View notes

stormblessed95 · 10 months

Note

https://twitter.com/carpediem24h/status/1678722823043313666

Weren't you going bla bla bla over nick and Pierre's 'healthy relationship' even after having way different schedules and not spending quality time together? Here's the result. To me this is so normal, that couple who are always away from each other not spending quality time together will end breaking up. And Jikook shows big signs towards it, well if they aren't broken up already. But you won't accept it. As if quality time together and communication aren't one of the major needs in a relationship lol.

No, because if you actually read my post, you'd see that I said the type of boundaries in his video talked about is good and healthy. And I said this is an example of how boundaries can be different in various different relationships. I've given lots of examples, it was just one of many. That is just how the real world works.

I didn't say anything about how great Nick and Pierre's relationship was because a) I don't know them, I don't follow or keep track of tiktok couples who got famous by making their relationship their job. Queer or straight couples, because I think that's a bad idea, but that's a whole seperate post (that we could relate to jikook as well if you want).

And b) I didn't know those 2 well enough to speak on their relationship outside of that one video I stumbled across where he spoke about boundaries and people needing to mind their own business, which IS FAIR regardless of if his relationship was going well or not at that moment.

As if you can't go do different things at various times but not still have good quality time and communication. Lol please grow up. You don't see anyone's everything in their relationship. These tiktok couples, these suspected couples, other famous people, even just your friend and their partner. You dont see all of their lives, only what they choose to share. You don't know half the shit that goes down. Good or bad. So the assumptions at how their relationships work or that they do or don't spend enough time together is WILD

If I see something or they say something that changes my mind or my opinions about jikook, I will say so. You being rude under anon doesn't do that and it has nothing to do with me not wanting to accept things. You can have a different opinion then me. The world won't end if Storm doesn't think the same thing as you. It's okay.

And regardless about anyone else, I wish those people well. It has to be hard to go through a breakup publically and for everyone to feel like they can share their own opinions and thoughts over said breakup.

#jikook #kookmin

36 notes · View notes

snowblossomreads · 2 years

Text

Verse One: I Was Dead When I Woke Up This Morning

Summary: Dreams are where we go to escape our worst nightmares. So why do they follow us there sometimes? In where an almost familiar scenario plays out for [Y/n].

Pairing: Severus Snape x FemReader

Warning(s): Nightmares, Violence, Derogatory Name Calling, Reference to Cruciatus Curse, Murder via the Avada (sorta?), Angst, Comfort, Fluff(?)

Word Count: 4.1K

A/N: Hello! I hope you all are buckled in and ready for some wildness. The warnings for this chapter are quite tame but I can assure you they escalate very quickly (there are only seven chapters of course). I hope you stick around for the adventure and I would very much like your feedback (unless you're a content karen). Anyways enjoy and I'll see you at the end 💖

No. No. No. This could not be happening. Not again.

She should have stayed inside like she had been asked to. It was to keep her safe but to also make sure he wasn’t put in jeopardy if anything were to happen to her. But she didn’t listen to him of course.

The one time she decided to act on her desires after he had promised to keep her safe as long as she listened to him just happened to be the time that she was being followed unbeknownst to her.

It was all a blur what happened. One moment she was minding her business walking to one of the muggle markets he had brought her to one day, and then the next thing she knew, she was being forcefully dragged into an alleyway. And before even comprehending what was going on, she found herself being sidelong apparated by the person or persons who grabbed her.

With how quickly everything had happened, she couldn’t even think to protest when her hands were suddenly bound behind her back and she was sat forcefully in a chair.

Distressed at the current predicament, she couldn’t help but let question upon question race through her mind even as they jumbled together.

Where in Merlin’s name was she because other than the four dark wooden walls that surrounded them she couldn’t identify where she had been taken to.

And also who were the two men in front of her and how had she not noticed them following her? She had been an Auror once and if there was one thing she learned, it was how to spot if someone was stalking her.

But it seemed that her training was outdated considering her bound hands. And maybe she didn’t notice them because she was too pleased with the fresh air and items that she had gotten that she wanted to show to him.

Or maybe it was the excellent produce she had bought that made her think about the nice dinner she would be able to make for them both. Regardless there were consequences. And it seemed like her punishment was almost a repeat of something that had happened in a distant past. Almost.

“Had enough now sweetheart?”

One of the men asked with a nasally voice as he circled her now fallen form which was suffering the effects of a particularly nasty round of the Cruciatus curse. A little whimper escaped her throat as he neared her so that she could see the dirt covered boots he was wearing.

“Think you want to tell us now if our good friend Snape is a traitor or would you prefer us to have another go at ya.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she panted out as she trembled from the residual effects of the curse. Each breath she took stung her lungs and her chest felt so heavy that she could barely answer let alone concentrate on the words leaving her.

“Well, looks like she’s up for another round!”

The voice of the other man in the room had a deeper quality and carried a much too enthused tone as he egged on the man closest to her.

“It does seem that way doesn’t it?” The nasally voice man replied, wand pointed and at the ready as he eyed her trembling form on the ground.

“But, I’ll give you one more chance, little witch. Tell us what you know and we'll let you go or suffer."

Mustering all the strength that hadn’t been sapped away from the curse, [Y/n] twisted her features into the most ferocious sneer she could before spitting out,

“I don’t know who you are or why you want me to lie on him but I won’t do it. If you want a confession you will have to ask him yourself!”

If he was surprised by her sharp words, he didn’t give any indication of it other than raising an eyebrow briefly before the neutral look he had been wearing returned.

On the other hand, the laughter of his friend who had just been observing the whole time seemingly not interested in joining in on the fun himself could be heard reverberating off the wooden walls.

“Wow! I’m surprised she still has some spirit to act as if she’s got the upper hand aren’t you, Colwell?” His words filled with malicious mirth as he stalked over to her fallen form and the man who he referred to as Colwell.

A little grunt left Colwell as his still unnamed friend pushed passed and got down on one knee before her. Titling his head so that he could look directly at her, his hand shot out to grab her face causing her to yelp in surprise while attempting to pull away from him. It was useless as he had an iron grip on her cheeks squeezing them until she felt his nails digging into her causing a wince to cross her face.

“Keep that up sweetheart.”

A maniacal almost deluded grin stretched across his face as he examined her features along with a glint in his eyes that had her stomach knotting in unease.

“You’ll need it if you want to get through what we have in store for you.”

The wild smirk lingered on his features as he carelessly shoved her face back onto the ground ignoring her pained cry as he used her head as some sort of leverage as he pushed himself off the ground.

“Come on Colwell make the little bitch scream it’s what she deserves isn’t it? It was his fault after all.”

He nodded in agreement at that and turned his head back to [Y/n] who was still weakly glaring at him through the pain that thrummed in her skull. Unfazed and his wand still pointed in her direction he simply shrugged uncaringly.

“Well since you don’t want to tell us what we want willingly, let’s rip it out of you shall we?”

Heart dropping as she watched him bring his wand up and prepare to unleash another round of the torture curse, [Y/n] found herself slamming her eyes shut and balling into herself in an attempt to steel herself against the onslaught of the curse.

All she could do was pray that it would end soon and that someone… anyone would hear her screams of pain and come to help, but she wouldn’t hold her breath on that as she doubted they were anywhere near civilization.

No one would hear her screams and it briefly dawned on her that this place and these men were probably going to be the last thing she would ever see. The thought brought the unshed tears that had been hidden down throughout the ordeal dangerously close to spilling as she waited…and waited...and waited.

Yet when moments passed by in relative silence, and she found that her body hadn’t been ravaged by the agonizing burning stabs courteous of the torture curse, she cautiously reopened her eyes.

And she and apparently neither of the men who had taken and tortured her had been expecting to see the figure cloaked in black standing at the entrance of whatever shack they were in.

Even from her position on the ground across the room from him, she could see and feel the rage that was radiating off of him. And she was sure if she was close enough, she would be able to see how black eyes were all but glittering with murderous intent that both of the men seemed to have noticed considering the sudden change in stance both had taken.

This she didn’t notice, too busy trying to blink back the tears that had begun to stream down her features. Her heart, which had been pounding earlier from fear and panic, was racing again. But this time because there was a glimmer of hope of getting out of the situation she was in. He had come for her.

“S-Severus.”

Voice cracking as she whimpered his name out only to be met with Colwell whipping his head back around to her and barking a harsh,

"Shut up!" Causing her to flinch and ball up.

“Not another move Colwell.” Severus hissed out icy and cold the opposite of the burning hostility that was raging in him at the moment.

She watched as his eyes flashed with a hot fury that could probably kill as he took a step forward, his wand already drawn causing the other men to step back in tandem. Yet even seeing his rage and the way he was prowling towards them ready to end them, both men seemed almost unfazed. They seemed giddy almost?

“Look at who's come to save the day Ms.[Y/n].” The man who was not Colwell gleefully crooned, throwing that same nasty grin back to her before looking at Severus. “Your m-”

“Shut up Poults,” Severus hissed, finally putting a name to the other man as he turned his wand on Poults, while an animalistic sneer marred his face.

“Shut up and let her go or this place will be the last thing you will ever see!”

“Temper temper Severus!” Colwell threw back, self-assurance alive and well in his voice regardless of having a wand turned on him.

And it was fair considering he currently had his own wand still pointed [Y/n] whose eyes hadn’t left Severus' form until she saw the flash of the wand still aimed at her.

“Don’t for a second think this isn’t your fault Snape!” Venom dripped from each word that he spat out like a bitter tasting medicine while his eyes were still fixed on her. He looked more deranged than he had been moments before with pupils dilated and eyes almost unfocused as he glared at her.

“This is what happens when you run into the arms of the enemy and try to pass the blame on others. I know a little backstabber when I see one and it’s a shame the Dark Lord couldn’t tell.”

She watched Colwell’s grip tighten around the wand as he rattled off his speech and while his words were directed toward Severus, he never made a move to look away from her. Perhaps when it’s a two against one and the odds seem in your favor, it was easy to have your back turned on an undeniably skilled wizard.

“Enough with your delusions Colwell!” Severus snapped back. “We all knew it was you who was working with the Ministry and it was only time before you were caught so enough with your poor attempts to play innocent and let her go.”

“Let her go or what Snape?” A cold cackle left Poults as he spoke and while she couldn’t see his face as her view was being blocked, she could tell from the tone of his voice he wasn’t very concerned either. Why? Why were they so confident?

“You’ll fight us, is that right? The man who always slithers away from confrontation when needed most is going to fight us? What a delight that is from such a,” Poults stopped in mid-sentence as the tension in the room suddenly exploded and became even more suffocating especially to [Y/n] who couldn’t see what was happening.

Everything was at a standstill riding on the words Poults had not yet expressed. Silence overtook the room and the only noise that could be heard at the moment was her labored breathing and the creak of the wooden panels below them. And then he spoke with a grin on his face, breaking any peace that would be had.

“Coward.”

It set off a chain reaction of spells being viciously thrown at Poults from Snape and then vice versa as Poult defended himself and threw them right back at each other.

The sound of wood splintering at the impact of the spells and falling to the ground had [Y/n] curling tightly into herself and Colwell turning back to watch what was happening in case he needed to join.

Grunts and curses were shouted until something else was yelled across the room that had her blood freezing and her eyes snapping back open.

“Do it Colwell! Do it now!” Poults’ voice suddenly echoed loud across the room the second both he and Severus had stopped to assess one another. Severus’ eyes widened as they landed on [Y/n] and being caught off guard by what he saw he barely had time to dodge a curse being thrown at him.

It was the distraction that was needed as Colwell turned around at his partner's command.

“Sorry, princess.” The maniacal grin that had slipped from Colwell’s features earlier as he watched the duel between the two men returned in full force when he looked at her and she knew it was over for her. “Looks like time's up.”

Eyes wide and darting between him and Severus who had frozen at the words, a high pitched terrified scream was unconsciously ripped from her.

“Severus!”

The last thing she heard was the call of her name in response and her screams before a brilliant emerald light enveloped her vision and everything went black for a moment.

“[Y/n]!”

How strange. That voice, it was Severus' voice. But how could she still hear him? She was dead, wasn't she?

"[Y/n]! Wake up!"

She could still hear his voice frantically calling out to her as she thrashed about in the covers that felt like restraints around her due to her mind still being foggy from the restless sleep. Even as her eyes snapped open and she saw a different setting than the one that was in her dreams it took her a few moments to realize she wasn’t dead.

The yell of her name finally dragged her out of the nightmare, but not before a strangled cry ripped from her throat as she sat upright on the bed with such force that it caused her to become even more disoriented.

Pupils dilated and face damp with tears and sweat from the adrenaline, she looked wildly around the dim room with wide eyes and a rapidly beating heart.

Her head kept whipping around as if she was searching for the perpetrators that had been in her dreams hurting her and she was making herself dizzier with each turn not even stopping to look at the man sitting up next to her now.

Shaking hands gripped the cover bunched around her, and it wasn’t until she felt his fingers wrap gingerly around her forearm did she look up to see him. Dark eyes shone in the dim room, and a worried gaze was cast her way as he gently brushed her arms in a somewhat soothing manner. As if her heart had traveled to her throat, a little lump formed in it as she realized she was not lying on a grime covered floor nor was she being tortured.

And even though relief instantly flooded through her body at the sight of him, she still couldn’t push down the dread that was still balled in her stomach.

“You won’t let them hurt me?”

It was a question that haunted her because she knew he wouldn’t let them hurt her. He had promised her, but at what cost? Before she knew it, she was throwing herself at him with a loud cracking wail of,

“S-Severus!”

Arms wrapping around his shoulders, she buried her face into the crook of his neck as little cries wracked her trembling body.

“I’m so s-sorry !” Each word punctured by a hiccup and sob as she all but begged for forgiveness for something that hadn’t actually happened. “I couldn’t do anything, I'm so sorry! It was my fault!”

His brow furrowed at that and before he knew it, he was pulling her closer to him, a comforting hand finding home on her lower back and on the nape of her neck.

“Oh love, what do you mean?” His voice vibrated in her chest giving her some comfort as he rubbed soothing circles on her back. “Was it something in your dream?”

She nodded as best as she could with her head buried away. Arms tightening around his shoulders, she spoke and even though her words were muffled he could still make them out.

“I’m sorry! I wasn’t careful, almost got you in trouble they were-they were,” her voice trailed off and she could feel her breathing increasing in speed at the attempt to articulate what had happened in that dream but she couldn't because it was too hard…too distressing.

It squeezed her heart painfully tight, tighter than the way she was clinging onto him, terrified he would disappear. Just the thought of how he might feel if he ever saw her lifeless body on some floor miles away from home caused her heart to ache and another wail to escape her lips. Her arms tightened around him again seeking to be as close as possible to him never wanting to be away from the safety and comfort he made her feel. As she cried, Severus continued to shush her, rocking her a bit as he felt the wet tears dampen his shoulder.

“Hush now it was all a dream, you are safe,” he finally murmured in his softest voice after she had calmed down.

Feeling him place a kiss on her head, a little whimper left her throat when he began to pull her away from him. Damp puffy eyes greeted his black ones that held concern in them as he studied her tear-stained face before bringing a hand up to wipe away the stray tears. A shaky sigh parted her lips as he cupped her cheek and she couldn’t help but nuzzle the palm of his hand relishing in the contact.

“I was so scared,” she finally whispered, looking at him with shimmering wet eyes, her voice quivering as she spoke. “He was going to kill me, he was going to do it right in front of you!”

The deep frown that had been growing on his features seemed to deepen as she told him what happened. From her happily going into the muggle village to her being tortured for information about what he had been up to.

And then when the tears begin to fall again, she felt his arms wrap around her bringing her into a tight comforting hug while letting her snuggle into the crook of his neck.

“Oh [Y/n] I’m so sorry you had such a terrible dream,” he murmured while placing a hand on the back of her head as he cradled the distraught woman. “But it was just a dream that’s all. I promised I wouldn’t let you be harmed, do you remember?”

Nodding ‘yes’ as best she could with her face buried into his neck, she turned her head a little to peek up at him.

“B-but, I don’t want you to get hurt either.” Voice cracking and going up an octave as an anxious frown began painting itself on her lips.

Her chest began to constrict and her breathing began to become quick and shallow again at the dark swirling thoughts that were trying to overtake her mind.

But before she could continue traveling down the road that would lead her to spiral out of control again, she was abruptly shaken out of it when she felt herself being maneuvered so that her face was in direct sight of him.

Mouth opening to ask what he was doing, her words were swallowed by Severus as he pressed his lips softly against hers. Blinking back the tears that had tried to return during her meltdown, [Y/n] found herself frozen for a moment before responding to the touch by gently kissing him back.

Their arms that were wrapped around one another tightened as she let out a sigh while letting him guide the act that was quelling the fear that had constricted her heart. His lips were unbelievably soft against hers as she leaned into him when she felt his hand cup the back of her head pressing her closer.

Eyes fluttering close she felt like she was melting into him, intoxicated by the feel and weight of him against her. It did wonders to quell her. Made her limbs that had been a trembling mess still and quieted her mind that had been stormy with the memories of that nightmare.

The wings of butterflies felt like they were fluttering in her stomach as he nibbled her bottom lip before soothing it with a swipe of his tongue. His lips worked against her languidly as he pulled back only for a moment before diving back down to meet her.

Her hands clenched needily at his back as she pressed up against him wanting to be as close to him as physically as possible. Their chests brushed against one another as they tangled themselves around each other.

And in the dimly lit room, the only noise that could be heard was the sound of soft breaths and lips meeting each other over and over. A warm comfortable weight upon them rather than the cold oppressiveness of a horrid dream that was all but forgotten at this point.

It was so nice, so soothing and she never wanted it to end. Never wanted to be without him and it was the only thought in her mind as she clung to him.

Feeling him pull back away from her again, a tiny sigh emitted from her as she waited to feel him against her again. Her eyes were heavy not with tears of fear but with drowsy comfort and she could barely open them to gaze up at him when he didn't lean down for another kiss.

Instead, she felt his hands begin to unwrap her arms from around him. He was unhurried and careful with the task just as he was always with important things in life. A steadying hand was placed on her back as he maneuvered her an arm's length away from him and she wanted to protest but she was so sleepy.

So she watched him feeling as if her mind and body were detached as he adjusted himself so that he was laying back down and with a little pull, she was by his side. Head placed so she could bury her face in his neck, and his arm around her shoulder so that he could bring her close.

Curling her body so that she fit just perfectly in his side, a muted noise of contentment was the only thing she could let out as her eyes drifted close at the feeling of being encompassed by him. She felt protected. Safe.

“I’ll always protect you, my love,” his voice, dark, silky, caressed her ears. The low vibrations she felt in her body from his voice pacified her as they rumbled through her body penetrating her being. “No one can hurt you or me, they will never touch you, do you know why?”

“Why?” Her voice was barely audible in the quiet room. It took every ounce of willpower to form a word as her mind shut off while her body and soul were being lulled into tranquil slumber.

“Because you are mine sweet girl, and I love you.”

There was a soft hum of agreement and a nod of her head, or so she thought as she was so sapped of energy she had barely twitched.

“Always yours, love you.”

It was the last thing she had the strength to say before letting rest consume her and letting sleep win a fight that she was happy to lose. [Y/n] laid against him silently, her only movements now were the steady rise and fall of her sleeping form which contrasted the thrashing and crying from earlier.

Turning his head, Severus’ gaze settled on her. And while her face was partially buried into his side he could still watch and admire her features in the dim lighting. She had become softer, more delicate with each passing day she was with him and he selfishly loved how she clung to him. Just as she was now and just like she had done when her dream felt too real, too familiar.

Had she changed since being with him? Yes, but it was for the better and he was sure she would agree wholeheartedly if he asked her about it though she did have her stubborn moments he found equally endearing. As he thought about this, thought about her, he lazily reached his hand over to his wand, and once he had it, he darkened the room with a swish.

With a little hum, he placed it back down and leaned down kissing the crown of her head once more before whispering the last words of the night to her.

“Always mine, my love.”

Next Chapter: I'm Already On My Knees

A/N: Well I hope that piqued your interest or made you confused or even both! The next chapter will be out sometime this week so do be on the lookout for it. Until then spam me with your thoughts and thanks for reading this 💖💖💖

#severus snape x reader #severus x reader #snape x reader #severus snape x you #severus x you #severus snape fic #blossoms writing

129 notes · View notes

fatherofthemachines · 1 year

Text

The current state of character AI masterpost

Things they have done wrong:

-Made a tumblr style NSFW filter that causes association death and is slowly killing their site, even for users that have no interest in NSFW with bots whatsoever. Users who were around before it was put into place saw a noticeable drop in AI quality and it seems to only be getting worse because they were idiots and didn’t think to actually build a competent filtering system before releasing it into the wild. I legit have had the filter trigger for trying to hold someone’s hand and that’s not even going over how it slows down the AI as a whole and has been causing a decline. The filter also only blocks consensual vanilla sex and because the bots will try to find a work around, this has led to people having potentially disturbing/unwanted kink rps (noncon, DDLG, loli, incest, unbirth, ect) forced on them against their wishes by the bots because the bots are looking too hard for workarounds to consensual vanilla sex and will sometimes also just trigger these topics randomly for reasons that are unclear even if you are not rping anything NSFW at all. Keep in mind, minors are allowed on this site too so they are also experiencing this problem.

-Allegedly and supposedly hired underage moderators for their discord server full of bot fuckers while they were still using NSFW advertising tags for their site. (I do not have the screenshots I originally saw regarding this, but the entire thing is really shady regardless and I found instances of it being talked about that I do have links and screenshots for) (TW: Grooming mentions, but actual grooming is likely just false rumors. These are mostly just here to show that that the underage mods were being discussed)

-Admitted that they do not care about their users whatsoever and are just chasing investor money at their expense

-Insulted users who were just trying to ask for help

-Locked users out of the ability to edit their bots once they reach a certain amount of interactions. This was supposedly to “stop people from being sad their favorite characters were gone” but it’s pretty obvious that this is because popular creators were protesting and nuking their bots in response to their bad decisions and disrespect for the userbase.

-Released a faulty patch that made the bots so unusable that they basically only had 3 modes. This also resulted in a glitch where the bots would spam fetish terms more often. Luckily this patch was revoked by the devs, but it left many users wondering is they did this on purpose so that their already dying site would look better by comparison after they “fixed” the issue (a tactic known as anchoring). It is unclear if they actually did this with an intention to help or not and the mod response afterwards definitely does not help the situation.

#character ai #characterai #artificial intelligence #AI discourse #callout post #masterpost

18 notes · View notes

dapper-nahrwhale · 8 months

Note

if youre planning to watch riverdale because you like the comics i suggest not because they are very very different.

Thanks for the suggestion but. Well, it is a little too late. You see I have actually seen some of it before. I watched a few seasons of it a few years after it initially came out, then immediately forgot everything about it, like this was way back in 2019 or 2020, long before I even got into the archie comics and other various shows and started this whole thing of watching and reading every single archie comics and adaptation I can possibly find.

(Oh boy this is going to be a long one huh.)

And one consistent thing I've found in my journey is that archie comics, adaptations, and spinoffs, is that it's a mixed bag of quality. And theres always so much going on in them all the time. You've got some good ones, some bad ones, some in between, and the really strange ones.

And boy howdy has there been some strange ones. The 19 issue 70s spire christian archie comics. There was a 2 part collaboration with Barack Obama and Sara Palin in 2010 for some reason. A sharknado crossover in 2015. A live action Archie's tv pilot in 1964 that never really went anywhere for good reason. Many more low budget early 90s live action films. The controversial end to the life with archie 2010 series, wherein we follow parallel universes where archie marries veronica and archie marries betty, and both have the exact same ending: archie gets shot and dies.

Its wild. WILD.

And riverdale as a show fits into that sort of nonsense... surprisingly well tbh. Yes, there things I dislike about the show diverging from the comics and it taking itself way to seriously, but I cannot deny the fact that riverdale does fit with just how bonkers the rest of the archie comics and shows get, no matter how much it differs from those comics and shows.

TDLR (I go into more depth as of why under the cut) riverdale is a fascinating archie adaptation and I need to watch it soon. adaptations that are different than the source material can still hold value. There has never been an entirely accurate archie adaptation because even the comics themselves are inconsistent with each other. But the one thing every single archie comics, show, movie, adaptation has in common is that they're always always just kind of dumb and ridiculous. Can't be an archie adaptation without that. And I'm on a quest to watch and read every adaptation so I kind of am going to watch riverdale regardless.

And I'm not entirely sure of my opinion on the comics is anything more than neutral at best really.

I havent read enough of the old ones to form an opinion on them yet. I cant say I really like all the comics, some sure but. Like the real early stuff, from the 40s and 50s, can be sort of hard to read. As always, the early Archie's do not stand up to the test of time it seems. And some really weird choices made in the 70s. The sabrina the teenage witch and the josie and the pussycats spinoff comics are pretty interesting tho.

I'd say the very cream of the crop (for me so far) is the post 2015 complete rehaul of the series as a whole, in a fresh light. Definitely worth reading the road to riverdale volumes, the archie volumes, and the jughead volumes (I'm biased what can I say), even though they have absolutely nothing to do with the show riverdale itself, or even the storylines in the earlier archie comics. Their it's own thing entirely.

And truthfully, I don't actually mind how different of an adaptation something is. I think a darker, more drama focused tone is a fine thing for an adaptation. In theory. Like afterlife with archie comics started in 2013 where zombies take over the town. Because in practice with the riverdale show, oh boy. The issues I have are real. Like, ok its objectively a kind of ridiculous show that I just can't take seriously. It sure is entertaining to watch it crash and burn though. But. Thing is, I just straight up don't even remember anything that happened in it, went in one ear out the other. So it's going to be a surprise for me either way once I get around to it.

Anyways, an adaptation being inaccurate from the source material but still good (howls moving castle, who framed roger rabbit) and being badly written but still enjoyment can be found in it (the black cauldron), and being a somewhat accurate adaptation but still unbearable (the live action avatar the last airbender and percy jackson movies) are all separate things. And riverdale falls into it's own separate category all together, where it is not an accurate adaptation by any means, where the enjoyment of it is entirely dependent on the individual, where it does genuinely bring up some interesting things and compelling plot points, but at the cost of character assasination, plot inconsistencies, and alot of really really awkward dialogue. And thing is, that's just how most shows are anyways. I don't think any archie show is fully good or fully bad, they're all a mixed bag.

Where as in the past there have been adaptations of archie that dont follow the plots or characterizations of the comics as much, but still keep more of the tone of the comics, Archie's weird mysteries 1999, and there have been some that follow the comics somewhat, but change up the tone to be something else entirely, the new Archie's show 1987, and it really just depends on the writers.

I genuinely dont know if theres ever been an entirely accurate archie adaptation, even with how all the comics and shows do have some sort of consistency, whether it be character traits, the places and people in town, plotlines. But theres also the fact that they had so many people making and writing archie comics and various spinoffs all at once, that there is going to be discrepancy between even the comics themselves. Theres no real one accurate archie. Theres how it started out, and how it has changed, evolved, and morphed over time and decades, into an amalgamation of 80 some years worth of recognizable characters and places and plotlines. And riverdale is just one of many bizarre choices in the long and strange history that is archie.

And it's like the last part of my journey, you know. I don't think I can stop even if I wanted to, I'm in too deep now. I gotta know it all. Everything. The good, the bad, the questionable.

(Quick sidebar but also. Theres this live action movie called the archies coming out on Netflix soon, and it looks really interesting, set in 1960s india. I don't know till I see it if it's good, but that alone sounds like an adaptation worth watching, even if it isnt so accurate to the source material, it certainly has the tone of the 1960s shows and comics down it seems.)

Oops! Didnt mean to make this response this long, riverdale is a fascinating mixed bag of just everything to me. I have a lot of thoughts about archie adaptations as always.

Anyways thank you for the ask anon! I'll take any excuse to talk about archie adaptations.

#b.text #archiethon #is anyone going to even read this entire thing? probably now. oh well i enjoyed writing it.#yeah... at first it was not very long but. i have so many thoughts abt this oki #b.asks #fiiiiiiiiiiiine ill main tag it whatever #riverdale #archie comics #this is 1k of nonsense. but <3

6 notes · View notes

mmorglucky · 2 years

Text

Fear the walking dead dave erickson asshole

FEAR THE WALKING DEAD DAVE ERICKSON ASSHOLE SERIES

FEAR THE WALKING DEAD DAVE ERICKSON ASSHOLE TV

I think what we learned from that and what was offered to us going to Season 2 was the opportunity to expand and try to slow things down a little bit. I think it was difficult only in that we had to crunch so much story into six episodes. The EP also revealed a little bit about how Kurt Sutter inspires his sense of how long FearTWD could run, what the jump from the six episodes of Season 1 and the 15 episodes of Season 2 is like, and why David Bowie fits in to tonight’s debut.ĭEADLINE: Now that Season 2 has debuted, what are some of the lessons you’ve learned coming out of the six episodes of the first season and moving into the 15 episodes of this cycle?ĮRICKSON: Don’t talk to zombies.

FEAR THE WALKING DEAD DAVE ERICKSON ASSHOLE SERIES

to the Pacific, where Strand and Madison could go, and a possible greater crossover with web series Fear The Walking Dead: Flight 462. With production underway on Episode 9 of Season 2 of the show executive produced by Kirkman and Gale Anne Hurd, showrunner Erickson stepped back to discuss the move from a collapsing L.A.

FEAR THE WALKING DEAD DAVE ERICKSON ASSHOLE TV

Stay tuned for more intriguing info from my talk with Dave Erickson, and head to our fall TV premiere schedule to see what else is hitting the small screen later this year.'The Walking Dead' Season Finale Viewership Steady With 2015 In Live+3 With more awkward tension and action yet to come, Fear the Walking Dead airs Sunday nights on AMC at 8:00 p.m. And you know that is just going to make things all the more complicated for everyone whenever Troy does show his face again. Other members of the militia are grateful to Nick for keeping Troy alive during that messy situation, to the point where Nick is having to play the part of the double-agent between the militia and the Nation. We even got a peek at what that revenge might look like when Episode 10, "The Diviner," started off with Daniel Sharman's return via Nick's heat-soaked delusion. And since they do have a pretty specific relationship, Troy probably knows that the better revenge against Madison will be to go after Nick and Alicia upon his future return, rather than trying to take her out. Madison stepping in, which guaranteed Troy's survival, likely won't gain her any favor in the future, since he still seemed intent on injuring her just after he made it known that he knew what she and Nick did to Jeremiah. I think she stops him short of murdering him, and that's part of the reason why she doesn't end his life right there and then. If were dead, if had killed him, I think Madison would have put him down. Only now, Troy knows who really killed Jeremiah. (Here's how those relationships will be changing.) But even after all the bullshit that Troy put everyone through in the short amount of time that he's been on this show - his antics in the midseason premiere certainly doing him no favors outside the purview of the militia - Madison still chose to spare Troy's life by exiling him into the wild on his own. Madison is always more interested in keeping Nick and Alicia safe than anything else, regardless of what it takes or what it means for the future. Hell, even Jake understands it, as he basically handed over the Ranch's weapons at the slightest of provocations. This season has really shown Madison to be the leader of her own story in Fear the Walking Dead's post-Travis world, and even Walker understands this. And that may come back to bite her on the ass. There's a strange intimacy going on between her and Troy, and I think it's a little more difficult because there's this slightly twisted incestuous quality in their mother-son surrogacy, but I think she makes the choice that isn't the true leader she's become and the brutal leader she's become it's not evident in that decision. She's going in a direction that we haven't seen her go in before. So I think in the act of not putting Troy down, in scapegoating him and sending him out into the wilderness, she's taking a different tact. And in theory, she didn't really want that for him. And she has a weight and a guilt because he did it for her, to prevent her from having to. I think she's torn up by the fact that her son has committed this murder. Madison really does, at the end of 9, she really goes against her nature. CinemaBlend recently spoke with showrunner Dave Erickson, who said this when I asked if Troy would be back. To the point where he got himself exiled from his own home, not to mention almost killed by Madison. But even though Jake Otto is willing to work towards a peaceful goal, his brother Troy will likely never be down to share his world with anyone like the Nation. When Fear the Walking Dead brought Season 3 back to fans for the midseason premiere, things seemed to be slightly in order for about five minutes, with Jeremiah's murder (thought by most to be a suicide) leveling out Walker's vengefulness against the ranchers.

#Fear the walking dead dave erickson asshole

0 notes

unkokurt · 2 years

Text

I dont know if you will ever see this, and frankly I dont care at this point I just need to get this shit off my chest. I can honestly say that I wish i never met you. I wish I never sent you that message telling you how i really felt after all these years. I shouldve left you unhappy and alone with Devonte. All I got was a girlfriend who neglected my needs and still expected me to meet hers regardless of how she treated me! A girlfriend who didnt take anything i said or felt into consideration. A girlfriend who only put herself first and never cared how it affected me or our relationship, a girlfriend who always played the victim and runs back home when anything goes wrong even if her actions caused it! A girlfriend who was mentally and physically abusive. When i said i deserved better i meant that shit whole heartedly. I repeatedly told you what was bothering me and what needed to change and yet you made no effort at all to fix those things. I guess you feel as if you dont need to do any work on yourself and thats fine, but im good on that bullshit. You gave me crumbs and expected so much in return. You didnt even give the bare minimum literally time, and support! I shouldnt have had to ask for these things to begin with!

I want you to know I didnt leave because of money, it may have been a part of the issue but its far from the main reason I left. I left because you were a bad partner and girlfriend. You were selfish as fuck and just told me what i wanted to hear rather than genuinely fixing the issue, my needs never were a priority. It took what 2 years and a handful of fights and break ups for you to start making time for me? Yet any time you had you’d go spend with friends instead because “we lived together”. Then when id be irritated about it you’d try and make it seem as if i was jealous you had friends! Like nah i was irritated because you never made time for me but will make time for just about anybody else! Why i waited that long for quality time with you is beyond me! All the while supporting us while you finished college! Then the moment you could actually help out. You leave me to fend for myself yet again! Not like id been asking for some financial support for a year and a half +. Your response everytime was “but what about MY savings” like im not paying 4k a month in bills because of you and your fucking “needs”! Then you have the nerve to call me fucking selfish! The funniest part is when you told me “if you had this opportunity you wouldnt take it?” To be real with you, if it meant leaving you to fend for yourself knowing full well you were struggling I wouldnt. But thats why me and you arent the same. I wouldnt make my partners life harder just for some financial gain but i guess thats just me being selfish huh? And honestly you telling me youd do anything to make it work between living with me and your grandmas just to literally do nothing and tell me im on my own was total bullshit. I shouldve just broke things off months ago like i planned. Idk why i listened to you when you said youd do anything because i knew damn well you were lying!

You make me out to be such a bad person and you make all these post on tumblr like “get you somebody whos in the mood for you everyday” guess what I was in the mood for you everyday. I wanted to marry you and have a family the whole 9 yards. But you PUSHED me away and made me resent and hate you. Its wild how you sit there pretending to be a victim in all of this when you literally left me to figure shit out on my own for the fucking millionth time! Like you really thought i wasnt gonna get sick of your shit? You fucked me over and acted like it wasnt a big deal because you were playing savior to your family. That was the final straw for me. You constantly putting EVERYTHING before me, and our relationship. I never wanted to walk away but you left me no choice. You showed me your true colors time and time again, Id have to be a fucking idiot to keep letting you do this shit to me! I just want closure and to move on with my life after spending 10 years wasted on some fantasy relationship that was shit both times around! Same bullshit just 10 years apart. Id say i wish you the best but id be lying. I hope the day you decide to put your all into somebody they break your fucking heart like you did mine! I hope you learn what it feels like to put somebody first just for them to put you last when it really matters. I hope they walk out on you every time you make them upset! I hope you wake up one day and regret ever treating me this way and you have to live with that for the rest of your fucking life! Itll be no surprise to me if none of your future relationships work out if you continue to treat your significant others this way. Nobody wants to be neglected and treated like their replaceable.

0 notes

smollest-possible · 2 years

Text

Thinking™️ about the three types of trans women you see in live action media:

1) Character is played by a cisgender woman. Her trans status will be used as a surprise reveal and most likely never referenced again (if she even bothers to stick around afterwards). As a rule, her storyline will revolve around her sleeping with someone who doesn’t know she is trans (how tricksy!). For some reason this will almost always also be someone she knew before she transitioned (but she wont need a motivation for hiding her identity because trans people are Just Like That). She’s among the most actively transphobic form of representation, but despite (or because of?) that she’s never much more than a narrative jack-in-the-box. This is, notably, the only type of trans woman who is allowed to “pass”.

2) Character is played by a transgender woman. Care will be taken to select an actress who is beautiful, but still has that “trans look” (because a passing trans woman would be poor visual storytelling, of course!). Her story will be plausible, but clean-cut and sanitized. She’ll be the sort that “always knew” (as if there was any other option!). She’ll have transitioned young (but not THAT young!). She wont struggle with her gender identity or identify as anything other than a binary woman (she’ll almost certainly be straight, too, since everyone knows “being trans is just gay++”). If she had any trouble with her transition, it will stem from a botched surgery and never from medical gatekeeping (doctors know best! Except those creepy surgeons…). Overall not the absolute worst representation but somehow the most infuriating.

3) Character is played by a cisgender man. This type is an absolute wild card and can range anywhere from a viciously hateful caricature to essentially the same as the type-two trans woman character (though in this case, the story will be focused more on her dealing with the early phases of transition, like coming out or having surgery (it will not be any less problematic or sanitized)). The media will praise the actor regardless of any of the actual qualities of their performance (he’s so brave, he’s so subversive, he’s such an artist!).

In all cases, she will be the first and only trans woman in the universe and will therefore have no connection to any pre-existing queer communities or support systems. The cisgender people in her life will be clueless about trans issues (but that’s okay because being trans is so new and confusing!). She will also be strictly apolitical, but she might have a trans flag on a shirt or something just to show you how out-and-proud she is. :)

#trans #trans representation #media #tv #movies #rant

0 notes

thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 3 years

Note

What would happen if you were sent back and ended up in the orphanage with Tom Riddle—and say you also had magic?

Oh boy.

Well, there's a lot to question here. Judging by the... spirit of this ask, I presume I'm... pretty much reincarnated. I'm in the orphanage, I'm much younger than I am now and a child, I'm pre-Hogwarts age, and I retain my current knowledge.

For the purpose of this ask I suppose I also retain my current mental faculties. Despite being in the body of an eight-year-old, I'm not The Carnivorous Muffin at eight.

Welp, there's a lot to consider here.

First, I probably don't realize I'm in Harry Potter for quite some time and instead assume I've been reincarnated to some parallel universe. It's the 1930's, I'm in England in the depression, WWI has occurred and the vast majority of major historical events I know about seem to have happened in the right order, and this Earth is eerily similar to the Earth I left behind.

Strange that I appear to remember everything of my past life with my adult mental abilities, but alright universe, I guess that's how we're going to play this.

What I do know is that I'm dirt poor, presumably still a woman which does not bode well for my career prospects, and if I want any prospects in life period I'm going to have to fight tooth and nail for it. It'd be great if I got adopted to help with this, and might be nice to have people in my life who love me, but there's a lot of orphans in the world and a lot of orphans who are much less weird than I am.

The orphanage is the orphanage and not great, Mrs. Cole is overworked, the orphanage is chronically understaffed, and the kids are running wild beating the shit out of each other.

Being a girl, I probably don't have to worry about getting the shit kicked out of me quite as much, but I still probably try to keep my head down and don't aggravate the particularly beefy looking orphans.

Yes, there's some very angry gremlin named Tom Riddle around who will shove you down the stairs in retribution, but that's just a weird coincidence. And then supernatural shit starts happening. Billy's rabbit hangs itself, people get injuries when Tom is nowhere near them, and I start wondering if this is really the Tom Riddle.

I'm in Wool's Orphanage, my matron is Mrs. Cole, Tom Riddle is running around lighting things on fire. It's possible, though it could all be a strange coincidence.

Now, how things go from here depends on how controlled my own magic is. Since accidental magic typically does manifest at least once or twice, it probably does manifest for me for.. something. If Tom Riddle's there to witness it then...

Well, I imagine he's very offended. Here he was, special, different, better than everyone else, and then some girl in the orphanage (who dares to get very good grades on her assignments in school) has it too.

And I just stand there, smiling, going "Tee hee".

He probably confronts me to prove that he's better at it than I am, and he probably is unless the universe hates both him and me, but having someone else with the Shining around probably prompts him to take me as his protégé (in part so he can show off and in part because he's genuinely excited to be able to share this super cool talent).

I am now apprentice to eight-year-old Tom Riddle. Whoop de doo.

Well, I don't remember this part of Harry Potter, so now I'm probably confused as to where I am again. Regardless, I try to advise Tom on how to tone it down and not, say, traumatize Amy and Dennis for life and antagonize all the other orphans forever. He probably doesn't take me seriously. What do I know, I can't even light that patch of grass on fire?

Hanging around Tom Riddle gets me a reputation to, given the difference in genders, probably a fairly nasty one at that. When Dumbledore arrives he's undoubtedly told hot gossip about how eleven-year-old Tom and I have had sex in a ritual to summon Satan. Dumbledore takes this seriously.

Dumbledore probably meets us both at the same time and it's a disaster. I tried my best to prep Tom without revealing I'm a prophet, Tom first doesn't believe there might not be others, then doesn't believe they would be antagonist/anything but amazed by how awesome he is.

Well, Dumbledore lights his wardrobe on fire while I sit there. Dying inside. Dumbledore probably also does something to me too, to teach me some kind of lesson about something.

I imagine he temporarily disfigures me/makes me appear very ugly, then sticks a mirror to the wall, that way I realize that looks aren’t everything/being a whore is wrong. Tom, still traumatized over the wardrobe, is no help and my magic’s probably not controlled enough to do a thing about it.

I spend a day looking like a pig, Tom and I are given just enough money to buy new wands and second hand/barely functioning everything else and given the world’s worst directions to Diagon Alley. Thanks, Albus.

Well, months pass, we get our wands, Tom gets excited for Hogwarts and I... start seriously considering the future. WWII is coming, the Blitz is coming, Tom and I live in east London and must be able to evacuate during the bombing of London (which went on well past the Blitz to the end of the war). I also start considering my future in the wizarding world. Do I now actually have career prospects?

Probably not because I’m muggle born and a woman. My best bet is doing very well in useful subjects and finding employment with the goblins, I can’t imagine they have the same hang ups as the wizarding world.

Tom wants to go to Slytherin, of course, I tell him this is a bad idea. “Gee Tom,” I say, “Not sure how I know this but I have this feeling that Slytherin is filled with people who loathe our very existence and will shank us. Why don’t we pick Ravenclaw or Gryffindor instead?”

No one shanks Tom Riddle! Tom says. Tom is still eleven and while he admits that sometimes I may, in retrospect, have been right about certain things that doesn’t mean he wants to go to the house known for hard work. That’s code word for everyone there being a moron and having no other redeeming features than tenacity. As for the other two, Ravenclaws sound like smug, elitist, nerds and Gryffindors like dumb jocks.

Better to be known for ambition, cunning, and actually being competent.

Well, there’s no talking him out of this one, and goddamn it we’re all each other has.

I’m the closest thing Tom Riddle has ever had to a friend in all these years and in the orphanage the only one who could hold a decent conversation with him. And while it’s not my moral obligation to keep Tom from becoming a domestic terrorist, and there’s no guarantee I even can, dumping him for one of the other houses and drifting apart won’t help.

Not to mention that, after all these years, I’m undoubtedly lonely, I’m in this foreign land, and he’s now the closest thing to a friend I have.

Looks like I’m going to Slytherin, YOOOOOLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOO! I shout as a battle cry as tears run down my face. I may have to convince the hat to put me in Slytherin, but like all human beings I am a mixture of many qualities. I’m not cunning in the least, mind games exhaust me unutterably, but I’m full of ambition.

This confirms every bad opinion Dumbledore had regarding me and Tom.

For the next several months, Tom probably beats the shit out of dormmates who steal his things/harass him. He beats up mine too because feminism (TM) means that he should treat all people equally when guilty of the same crime. I... am not sure I can win that fight so I just resign myself to having to adopt some of Tom’s tactics to make sure I’m not shoved in lockers, have tampons thrown at me, or pig’s blood dumped on me at the prom.

Once again, everyone thinks Tom Riddle and I are dating. I don’t even know if they’re wrong at this point.

Well, being in class with eleven year olds who seem to have had little to no prior education, Tom and I are undoubtedly blazing through class. I imagine I’m bored out of my mind (the Hogwarts curriculum sounds unbelievably boring) and Tom is... well, probably devouring the library but probably also bored. I decide to try and see if I can find some real history texts on this world (there are probably none, the wizarding world seems to only have two historians and both... have a different approach to history than current modern thought as I know it) and discover what magic even is. That shit is fascinating: wingardium leviosa is not.

Dumbledore likely gives neither me nor Tom points in class, I think the house cup is stupid, so I really don’t care. I have no interest in playing quidditch, neither does Tom, so that doesn’t happen.

The second world war starts up, Tom, me, and the muggle borns are the only ones who give a flying fuck. I work harder on figuring out how to get lodging during the Blitz/the bombing of London. Unfortunately, Mrs. Cole hates me too for being the Bride of Satan, so that’s a no go. Third year, 1939, I probably write her in earnest anyway telling her to PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, send Tom and I instructions for the summer/where the orphans are staying/how they’ve been dispersed to the countryside. As a back up plan, I try desperately to shmooze shopkeepers in Hogsmeade during every Hogsmeade weekend to get myself and Tom part time jobs and lodging over the summer. As a back up back up plan, I spend my time badgering Tom to become very good at survivalist wandless magic and if the Lord has pity on me gain some ability in it myself.

Hopefully, either Mrs. Cole or one of the Hogsmeade shop owners take pity on us. If not, then Tom and I are going extreme camping. Given Mrs. Cole (and the brain damage brought on by Dumbledore erasing memories left and right) and the likelihood of Hogsmeade shop owners just not getting it, Tom and I probably go extreme camping.

(Tom, meanwhile, asks Dippet and Dumbledore if we can stay in Hogwarts over the summer. He’s told no exceptions. London’s being bombed, you say? No exceptions. Toodles. Tom is never the same.)

Me, Tom Riddle, a tent we made ourselves, several rabbits we had to catch and skin ourselves, and the pitiful fire that we can keep going through pure will alone because if we try to use real people spells then we’ll get arrested. It has the benefit of making Tom feel very manly and impressive, catching his own food, but both of us are well aware that this sucks.

But hey, we aren’t dead.

Well, I’m sure Tom doesn’t appreciate that and this is where I imagine he seriously starts talking about violent revolution. I imagine much of my time is spent discussing the merits of not violently overthrowing our ant overlords. I imagine a thirteen-year-old Tom isn’t impressed by my pacifism, but he’s not married to Voldemort yet (probably).

Then I imagine the horcrux thing comes up and... Well, I will argue hard against it. Humans die, it is a truth of the universe, and simply something we have to accept. Horcruxes are not a measure against that, they can be destroyed, given infinite time they will be, and the sacrifice they require is too high: human life as well as the very essence of who you are.

What is a soul? I’m not sure, we never really learn in HP canon, but whatever it is, it is in some way the essence of yourself. If you take half of it and throw it somewhere else, you will cease to be you, someone or something else is walking around in your body while the other half of you exists in endless agony.

If you must chase immortality, create a philosopher’s stone (as I darkly wonder why it was that couldn’t be replicated and what Flamel had to do to make it in the first place). On second thought, maybe we should search for the Holy Grail.

Whether I can talk Tom out of this or not is... unclear. I’m going to say that I can, in part because I imagine he’ll want to show the chamber off to me, tell me when he realizes he’s Heir of Slytherin, and in doing so I can prevent the basilisk incident from occurring. Without that, there’s no dead Myrtle, which means no first victim. That summer, when he goes to the Gaunts, I’ll go with him and convince him that it’s not worth it. He can just turn around and leave these people alone, I hopefully can talk him down. Which means no second victim.

I start writing Flamel to see if Tom or I can get an apprenticeship (Dumbledore probably beats us to the chase and poisons him against us, but it’s worth a shot).

Then, should all go well, I can convince Tom to find employment with the goblins rather than shady antique dealers on the bad side of town. Hopefully, I can convince him to never become Voldemort, and instead we travel the world together looking for the origins of magic or something.

Dumbledore goes around taking people’s memories of us in preparation for when Tom becomes a dark lord and I his lady of the night darkness.

TL;DR Apparently my life would become an SI/Tom Riddle fic. So, thanks anon.

#harry potter #harry potter meta #harry potter headcanon #tom riddle #albus dumbledore #anti albus dumbledore #meta #headcanon #opinion

253 notes · View notes

ready-to-obeyme · 4 years

Text

[OM!] Demon Brothers panic-buy MC a last-minute birthday present

Prompt: You drop the fact that your birthday is in a few days, much to the demon brothers’ surprise. They don’t have a gift for you prepared-- panic ensues.

Note: gender neutral; :) i just like seeing them get flustered

Lucifer

“Ah, your birthday? Of course I knew. You thought I didn’t?”

He didn’t know-- not until you told him just then a mere DAYS before your birthday

Internally panicking but he will NOT have you know that he missed this rather important detail

Casually asks you in the next few days if you’re free to go out with him because “he wants to spend more time with you--” which he DOES but he has ulterior motives such as hoping you’d point out something you like when you go out so he can gift it to you

Will watch your movement and gestures like a hawk trying to gauge what sort of present you would want from him

Money isn’t really a concern of him; he just wants to make sure that his gift is something you actually want and is thoughtful enough

If he’s unlucky and you are in fact NOT free in the few days leading up to your birthday, he paces a lot in his room, trying to remember if there was something you mentioned from a past conversation because he has too much pride asking you what you would want for your birthday

...but eventually caves in and asks his other brothers (probably Asmo or Beel) what they think you would like because his love for you >>> his pride

He has seared your birthdate into his mind now because he’d rather not have a repeat of whatever happened this year

Mammon

“Your birthday? Hahaha of COURSE I knew your birthday was in a few days… IN A FEW DAYS--?!”

He blurts this out but you tell him it’s fine but he won’t have it

He’ll try to cover it up, pretending he knew, but he sucks at lying and the fact he suspiciously walks out of your room to find a quick job listing to get enough money for a present is telling enough

First ideas most likely include rummaging in his room for anything valuable or shiny that you could possibly want

Considers giving you his car for a second in his panic but realizes you’d probably freak out at the extremely extravagant present

Will definitely try to snoop in his brothers’ rooms in search of things and collectively tells them (and makes them panic) about your birthday as well

Eventually sucks it up and works at Hell’s Kitchen, literally diving underneath counters and tables to avoid having you see him working

Terrible at making excuses to you about where he is so you probably know he’s working, and he feels bad that he has to avoid hanging out with you-- but he loves you and this is for you, after all, so he bears it

Buys you something he finds value in and thinks would like nice if you wore it; after all, the Avatar of Greed wants the best he can afford for you

Leviathan

You tell him your birthday is coming up soon while he’s playing something and the only thing he says first is “oh nice”

Then he realizes

“YOUR BIRTHDAY IS WHEN??”

He died on the screen, which you point out, but his eyes are wide and a little pleading

Asks you directly what you want for your birthday and he will literally search it up for you on Akuzon right there and then (it’s wild seeing online shopping on several screens)

“How about this one? Wait, no-- that’s terrible quality and the reviews are horrible; let’s check out this one.”

Makes you tell him everything you could have possibly wanted in the past few months so he can compile a list of things he can search up and select from

If he’s manic for the next few days, know that he hasn’t been gaming (has not since you dropped this very important detail) but has been vigorously searching up all the online shopping sites he can find to get the things you wanted down to its detail and quality

Definitely enlists his online friends for recommendations, but regardless will buy you matching gaming headset on top of whatever you wanted because he wants you to know you’re his Player 2, even if you don’t game

All the presents come on the same day (Mammon grumbles that it’s blocking the walkway) and he shoos you away as he carts everything up to his room to wrap it

Wishes he had more time to make you a present instead of buying something but hey there’s always next year

Satan

“O-Oh. Your birthday is in a few days, huh?”

Satan stares at you for a few moments too long as if he wants to say something but decides against it and gives you a benign conversation starter like “You must be excited for another year done”

Inwardly, he’s trying to calculate in his head when he has time to research for things you want, if going on a cat cafe date is too indulgent to be a gift to you, if he should just ask you what you want for a present-- all while holding a conversation with you

Not a great conversation, mind you-- you can tell he’s a little preoccupied, but you’re more worried about how his sentences trail than anything

Pops up randomly in the next few days in your room just to chat, looks around your room, and then leaves again (like a cat)

He’s trying to find a present that you’d want to use-- something practical-- but also something you’d also enjoy having (he’s setting up high standards, but he wants his gift to be good enough for you)

Low-key stressing a lot over this that he’s a little distracted at all times

Ends up combining all his gift ideas by setting up a date for you to spend some quality time with him AND buy your gift when the two of you are together AND has a gift ready for you just in case nothing catches your fancy on your date (he is anything if not prepared for all scenarios)

The gift he gets you is something he’d think you’d enjoy or reminded him of you (and hopes for the best)

Asmodeus

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME EARLIER?”

Asmo is almost offended that you didn’t tell him about your birthday-- how is he supposed to set up a extravagant birth week celebration if your birthday is in a few days?

But no matter-- he’s not that discouraged and is determined to rock your socks off with a present anyways, even though he would have definitely had your birthday celebration as a tag for the entire month if he had the time (now it’s only a week-long trending tag, but he’ll make do)

Will definitely coyly offer up himself as a present (and if you say yes, he will be at your mercy) but thinks he has more creativity that than to make you special day great

Takes you on a shopping spree where he dresses you up in the fanciest of clothes and things that you have always adored and refuses to let up until you let him buy you a gift

On the day of your birthday, he offers up his room as an entire spa day-- pedicure, manicure, whatever-cure you would ever want! Massage, face mask, bubble bath-- if there’s anything that can let him show how much he appreciates you, then tell him! He is at your mercy today!

Takes you out on a spin in town, buying you drinks and dancing with you at clubs if that’s what you want; but the night is yours, hun!

Beelzebub

You tell him when he’s eating something and his face morphs from surprised, delight, to sadness

“I… didn’t get you a present yet…”

You reassure him that it’s completely okay, but you know your words aren’t working because he still has that forlorn expression that reminds you of a kicked puppy

Asks you directly what you would want and if you tell him he’d be more than happy to get whatever it is you requested, even if it’s a physical gift or if you want to spend the entire day with him

It is your birthday and he already feels bad for not being able to really prepare for it properly, so he’ll do anything he can to make you happy

If you don’t tell him what you want, you better be strong enough to resist looking into his eyes to not cave into just telling what you want

Eventually settles on giving you something thoughtful and quickly hand-made-- like a set of coupons that say things such as ‘I will do your chores for a week’ or ‘I will make you dinner’

The coupon book has a lot of food-related things than anything, but you know his love language is basically food-- he loves you lots, okay?

Other than that, he’s super indulgent to you on your birthday. You want a lift? No problem. You want him to carry you bridal style to school? Sure, he can’t see why not!

Belphegor

“Wait, seriously? You waited until NOW to let me know?”

Kind of annoyed about the fact you dropped this detail on him now and decides to immediately punish you by trapping you in his embrace in a forced snuggle even while you laugh (so honestly, you have no regrets)

Tells you he’s not getting you a present

He’s getting you a present though, regardless of what he says, but now he has the element of surprise on his side (assuming you believe that he’s not getting you something)

Hangs out with you per usual in the next few days, paying more attention to what you would want in a present and asking low-key questions about possible gift ideas-- he’s real sneaky about it, so you honestly won’t pick up on it at all

Goes out of his way to help you study and help you out because it is your birthday, after all, and he’s pretending like he didn’t get you a present

Probably casually drops off a gift at your desk on your birthday, and if you’re surprised, he’s a little smug-- but if you’re not, he’ll be a little embarrassed but will tell you to just ‘open the present already’

Gift is most likely to be something that he’s noticed that you have continually needed but never had the thought or time to get-- just to make your life a little easier

Tells you to go nap with him as compensation for the work he’s done trying to think up of a gift for you

#obey me #shall we date? obey me!#obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #tags pls work

3K notes · View notes

epic-sorcerer · 3 years

Text

Queer imagery in BBC Merlin

Content warning: kink/fetish, fisting in particular but I show I big image containing a long list of different kinks, homophobia, dom/sub dynamics, sex

Merlin is shown wearing a purple tunic in s4, despite the fact he is a servant and purple(especially with such saturation) was extremely expensive bc purple dye was so hard to make. Gwen also has a light purple dress(or maybe 2? It’s hard to tell). Even though it’s definitely lighter than Merlins tunic, it’s still expensive.

it was illegal for peasants to wear expensive fabrics because of the Sumptuary Law. Basically it makes sure that lower class people are not fashionable. However, BBC Merlin doesn’t seam to care about that law, considering Merlins other bright clothing so take this was a grain of salt.

Basically what I’m trying to say is that there’s no way they could have gotten their hands on these clothes without the help of nobles. Gwen might have, because she works with clothing and could have easily mixed blue and red dye together. Merlin probably not have because he’s never shown to be particularly materialistic or interested much in fashion, despite his bright clothes. Bright Purple would have been much, much harder to get.

It makes the most sense for Merlin and possibly Gwen too to have been gifted such expensive clothing by a noble for being a good servant. I’d imagine Arthur would be the one to give Merlin the tunic and morgana the dresses.

Why does this matter? Lavender(and also purple in general) was considered a queer color starting in the 19th century. Queer men especially were said to possess a “streak of lavender” and a serge of homophobia at the time was often referred to as the “Lavender Scare.” Purple and lavender is still used now to symbolize queerness.

Since Merlin is a modern interpretation of Arthurian myths, it would be perfectly plausible that this symbol was on purpose. Merlin/Arthur and Gwen/Morgana are both extremely popular ships and they are both shown to have a very deep form of trust(Gwen/Morgana being at the beginning of the show). Arthur and Morgana gifting Merlin and Gwen purple clothing could be show them they accept their queerness and/or signaling their own queer attraction to them.

Now, this next symbolism concerns only Merlin/Arthur.

Merlin is shown to have three neckerchiefs.

Navy blue, red, and light grey. Why does this matter? Well, let’s take a look at something called the handkerchief code, also known as the hanky code or “flagging.”

This code has its origins all the way back in time during the Wild West in the USA, but got more popular during the late 20th century in USA and UK gay bars. This code was used mainly by queer men and some nonbinary people to signal to other queers what they wanted sexually. While typically worn in people’s back pockets, a handkerchief could also be worn around one’s neck to show they are a versatile and experienced.

According to this code, Merlin is into;

Red: fisting and getting fisted. This color was hard to get an exact shade from, but the second best option was dark red for double fisting which is honestly so similar I’m not sure if it really matters much.

Light grey: stone topping and getting fucked by a stone top

Navy blue: fucking and being fucked anally

For any one wanting to make their own interpretations of Merlins neckerchief colors(the lighting makes it hard to tell the exact ones) have a look at this handy chart

Not only that, but Arthur is seen wearing a favour on his left arm in s3 ep 4.

What’s a favour? It’s a fabric strip of affection commonly given by maidens to knights before a tournament as a symbol of good luck. It’s often a very important scarf, hankcerchlif , towel, really any bit of cloth that can be tied around someone’s arm. This is also a popular trope in historical media for a female love interest to give a favour to a male one to show chemistry between them.

Regardless of your stance on Merlins gender identity, you have to admit how commonly Merlin is shown to be gender nonconforming(GNC) or otherwise be associated with “womanly” qualities. Especially in a society so heteronormative, the only “pure” option for a knight receiving a romantic gesture would have it be from a woman. If the token was from a queer man, it would also out the noble and cause lots of horrific chaos and destroy both of their reputations.

Even if it was common for women to give knights favours, queer men still existed and with that came romantic gestures—this time hopefully more secret.

Even though the favour on Arthur’s arm doesn’t look exactly like Merlin’s neckerchief, Merlin was the only person to speak with him while preparing for the tournament. Also, the original theorist who I linked in my sources also pointed out that Merlins neckerchief looks lopsided. Almost like Merlin tore off a bit of it and hastily tied it back on.

Although this theory is definitely flawed, it doesn’t matter. Arthur is still wearing a red handkerchief on his left arm. But what does that tell us exactly?

Regardless of wether or not it was Merlin’s, the red is the same shade and also implies Arthur is also into fisting. What about the placement? Sicne it’s on his left, it shows that he is a top/dom, meaning that he prefers to be the one fisting. Since it is worn around his upper arm, it shows that he is simply into the fetish, compared to what other placements mean. In another source, it shows taht upper arm means switch, but because Arthur is wearing it on his left it wouldn’t really make sense for him to signal being a “top-switch” compared to being a top and having the fetish in general.

If you look closely, you can see a different colored stripe on the favour. It’s hard to tell exactly what the color is, it could be yellow, gold, orange, etc. because the color is so dubious, I’ll just leave y’all with a list of color meanings that may apply to Arthur’s favour.

YELLOW: pisser/watersports kink

YELLOW, Pale: spitter/spit kink

MUSTARD: Has 8+ inch dick

GOLD: two looking for one

ORANGE: anything anytime

Also, it’s important to bring up what many in thsi fandom refer to as the “fisting scene.” Where Arthur threatens Merlin by showing him his gloved fist and pulling a bit at the glove.

youtube

In the blooper, you can see Merlin’s actor(Colin Morgan) breaking character and giggling as Arthur shows him his fist. Many in the fandom agree that this was a clear innuendo for fisting, and it is very well possible.

Merlin is shown hitting Arthur and saying he was just doing some horse play, but still indirectly convincing Arthur that he needs to teach Merlin a lesson. This is actually a common act in BDSM sex, where the submissive person purposely angers the dominant into punishing them in a way that somehow involves sex or fetish play.

If you look closely, you can see Merlin is wearing at kinky red fisting handkerchief, showing Merlin is perfectly capable of being a submissive fistee. Also, the hanky code also includes other symbols such as latex or rubber gloves that, surprise surprise, also mean fisting. Although it’s more likely Arthur’s gloves where made of leather, it can still further be interpreted as a fisting symbol if you want. Either way, Arthur’s favour still holds water as he is undoubtedly the dom in this situation.

Also, Merlin is very impulsive and a madlad. Tell me he wouldn’t wear his secret fetish symbols infrount of stuck up, Roman Catholics who are none the wiser. He’d probably think it’s hilarious which is probably why he wears them almost everyday. Merlin loves playfully misbehaving(and is also a brat sometimes) so it makes sense for him to have some dangerous fun.

Now, you may be asking. Why does this matter? At the end of the day, it probably wasn’t intentional. Well, there is alwyas room for doupt BUT I do have some ferther proof. One of the co writers of BBC Merlin—Johnny Capps—actually won a Stone Wall Award. You know, an award named after a core part of queer culture?

The award’s website and Wikipedia page say they give the award for art that describes the LGBT experience well. While I am unsure why or what Capps made to be nominated, it still shows he is very much in touch with queer culture. Capp himself even said at an interview about Merlin, “... in the end, deep, deep down it’s about sexuality and things you just can’t tackle head-on.”

Well, what says more about sexuality than the main characters fist fucking each other? That’s a lot of sexuality. While I am unsure of Capp’s age, he does look to be about middle age and it would make sense for him to know about a code popularized in a 70s to 90s. Especially for someone who has made multiple queer oriented stories in his life time.

Sources:

Why is purple considered the color of royalty?

Sumptuary law

How lavender became a symbol of LGBTQ resistance

How Lavender Became a Symbol of LGBTQ Resistance(part 2)

flagging opinicus rampant

Handkerchief code

DO YOU KNOW THE HANKY CODE?

Picspam: The Red Favour (Proof of Arthur Wearing Merlin's Favour in 3x04)

Five medieval love tokens

The Lady's Favour

Hanky codes

Nominees for Stonewall Awards announced

Merlin series 5 spoiler-free launch report

Pls reblog I spent hours on this /np 😭👊

#tw kink mention #tw sex talk #tw eye strain #tw homophobia #tw queerphobia #research essay #long post #Merlin #bbc Merlin #Merlin bbc #merthur #merlin/arthur #gwen/morgana #morgwen

344 notes · View notes

luimagines · 3 years

Text

Date Night with The Chain Part 2!

Masterlist

Part 1

Part two will include Four, Wild and Time!

Content under the cut!

Four

A sigh leaves your lips as you finally sit down after a long day.

There was a large stone jutting off of the side of a cliff where your group had decided to camp for the night. It had a high vantage point and the entrance was hidden by the surrounding foliage, making it a cozy secluded resting spot for ten weary travelers.

Your feet sighed with relief with the weight off of the them and you began to kick them back and forth. After some moment to yourself you pull your legs in and take off your shoes.

You resume kicking your feet into the wind, more relieved than you were before without shame.

“Rupee for your thoughts, my darling?” You hear him come up from behind.

“No thoughts, head empty.” You snort and glance over your shoulder. “Join me?”

Four has his hands on his hips as he stands there, watching you with a calm smile and hearts in his eyes. “If you’d have me.”

“As if I could ever turn you away.” You look back out into the distance, pointedly ignoring the commotion of Legend tackling Warrior in the background.

Four doesn’t even try to hide his laughter when he sees what’s happened but comes to sit by your side regardless of what is happening with the others.

You watch him as he lowers himself down and are only marginally confused when he shifts to sit on his hip instead- oh no wait- Four leans over after shifting his body around to place his head directly into your lap.

You grin and waste no time in running your fingers through his hair, taking his hairband out and letting it all fall across your legs. “Comfortable?”

“Best spot, hands down.” Four snuggles a little close and turns his head to look beyond what the rock has to offer.

The sun has begun to set and even if your friends are busy losing their minds in the background it surprisingly easy to tune them out with Four by your side. As the sky turns from blue to orange and reds with the feint outline of purple at the top, you and Four watch the day end with gentle smiles on your faces.

On a whim you begin to braid his hair, letting them collect in number even if it’s messy and unorganized.

“Having fun?” Four sighs and pokes your knee a little.

“Yes.”

“Good... Feels nice.”

You can’t help but grin to yourself and wait a minute before undoing it all and starting over with more purpose in mind. “I wish I had flowers or feathers or something... Maybe some ribbon... Make it look pretty and stuff.”

“And stuff?”

“And stuff.”

“Why not use my head band?”

“It’s too big and if I’m going to use ribbon it should be made out of silk or satin, only the highest quality of materials for my love.” You say and lean over to give him a kiss on his forehead.

“I don’t think it’s necessary.” Four raises an eyebrow and you can see that he’s on the cusp of falling asleep.

Everyone is tired.

“Maybe not but I say you deserve it, so it must be so.”

“I love you.” Four mumbles sleepily and you know that a this point if someone were to wake him up he’d be grumpy until the next morning.

“I love you too.” You smile and let him sleep against you.

The sun sets and it’s nice.

Wild

“Do you need any help?” You walk up to Wild as he’s beginning to take out whatever ingredients needed to get dinner started.

You stand a little ways behind him and wait for him to turn around. He pauses from arranging the vegetables and glances over his shoulder to look at you.

You smile as pleasantly as you can and laced your fingers together behind your back, trying to look at innocent as possible, trying to visually butter him up to let you help him.

Wild knows what you’re doing. You do this every time.

And every time he melts a little on the inside at your genuine joy and want to help him out. Not to mention that he thinks it’s cute and would give you his everything in a heartbeat before you could even ask.

“Of course you can help.” He grins and stands up. “I have to check the fire but do you think you can peel the potatoes and carrots for me please.”

“Sure!” You skip ahead and take his spot, picking up the peeler he left out and begin to get to work.

“Thank you.” Wild smiles as he turns away again, picking the fire and checking the temperature.

“You’re welcome.”

“If you could cut them too, that would be nice.”

“Are you asking me to?”

“If you wouldn’t mind.”

“Of course not.”

Wild smiles to himself at the exchange. The others are minding their own business, tending to their weapons or licking their wounds from the day and just simply hanging out with people who know what it’s like to be the hero more than any one in the history of Hyrule.

It’s nice.

Domestic even.

You start to hum a little tune that must be from your home because it seems like no one else can recognize it. It’s light and a little sappy if the way you’re swaying your head has anything to say about it.

Wild feels himself fall a little more in love with you, even if you’re not looking at him.

He’s been done with checking the fire for five minutes, but he doesn’t want you to stop for the sake of answering him again.

But he should probably start cooking the meat while the vegetables are being prepared.

Wild slides over to your side and picks up the Shekah Slate from where he left it. He chances a glance at you and thinks... it’ll be a last minute change to the meal he’s prepared in his head, but maybe he’ll cook your favorite tonight instead.

You deserve it.

“Ok, what else Master Chef?” You look his way and blink, instantly going a little red in the face. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I just love you is all.” Wild leans in and kisses your forehead, snagging the cutting board from under you and spinning around to throw them into the pot.

“Hey...” You pout, trying to save face and failing. “That’s... not fair...”

“How is it not fair?” He laughs. “I didn’t do anything.”

“I... refuse to let you win.”

“Win what? What are you talking about?”

You step over and kiss his cheek. “You’re too good to me. And the carrots are going to burn.”

“Wha- Hey!” Wild spins back to attention and tries to save the carrots from the hot metal. “Ok- I- Hold up!”

“Do you want me to start cutting up the green beans too?” You smirk.

“This isn’t over.”

“Yes or no?”

“...”

“..Yes please.”

Time

“Ok, I know you said we were going somewhere tonight but why are we sneaking out of the inn like teenagers?” You say as Time looks around the corner.

“Shh...” Time puts a finger to hip lips as he looks back at you. “Do you really think the boys wouldn’t try to follow us if they knew?”

“Is it that important for them to not come?” You tilt your head. Sure, they were a bit rambunctious at times and a bit more rowdy than you knew what to do with but they were good kids and you loved them all- so the secrecy was a little lost on you.

“Is it so wrong to want to spend an evening alone with the one I love?” Time turns to you and takes your hands in his, lifting them to kiss your knuckles. “Just for tonight?”

The thought of being alone together hadn’t even occurred to you and it’s embarrassing to have Time basically spell it out for you. A blush blooms across your face and you bite your lip with a quick glance to your toes. It has nothing to do with the kiss, you’re sure.

“Ok.” You whisper. “Ok, I’ll be quiet. Is the coast clear?”

Time smirks when he sees your reaction, more than pleased with himself before he turns around and checks around the corner one last time.

He grins and gives you his hand, holding you gently as you creep through the hallways together. After a few twists and turns and near trips from walking on your tip toes, you make it out of inn.

You ignore the weird looks from the inn keeper as you leave. They don’t understand the length the boys would go through to spy and/or ruin this for you two intentionally or otherwise.

Time looks up to the window of one of the room you’ve rented before pushing you quickly out of its line of sight.

You follow him wordlessly and look back just in time to see Warrior lean up against the window. He’s not looking out, merely resting where the people below can see him but the thrill of not being caught shoots through you and you force yourself to act natural and look away from the inn entirely.

“What the plan, beloved?” You shoot a grin his way and skip to match his pace.

“I don’t have one. I wasn’t entirely sure we’d get this far.” Time admits and lets his child like glee show on his face.

Your heart swells when you see it. It’s not often you get to see this side of him and you’re happy to indulge him in these moments when he has them.

“We could just walk around?” You pull yourself closer to him and lean against his side. “Sight see? Shopping?”

Time lets go of your hand to instead wrap his arm around your waist and pulls you even closer so that you’re flush against him. “I’m not sure... I just wanted to spend time with you.”

“Wine tasting?” You try again, pointing to the sign outside of a small hole in the wall shop.

Time actually stops in his tracks and glances at the shop in front of you. “A brilliant idea darling. Shall we go have a look?”

“We shall.”

Together you walk into the shop despite the later hour and see couples with the similar idea and calmly sharing drinks with one another. Time breaks off from you as you wander further into the space. You glance around the sparely decorated room and glance at the various signs and bottles to see their designs. You pick up a bottle and swirl around the liquid inside, watching it rise and fall against the green colored glass.

Time comes back in seconds, glaring at one of the other persons without your knowledge when they try to make a move closer to you.

“Here.” He takes a calmly breath and hands you a glass. It’s halfway filled with a warm colored amber liquid and it piques your interest instantly.

“Thank you.” You take it and take a sip. It’s as warm as it looks and strangely smells like strawberries.

Time finally looks at you again when the person leaves and takes a sip from his own glass. It’s more crimson than you’d imagine possible and you have to wonder how it would taste. “Can I try?”

“Hm?” Time looks at the glass and back to you, handing it to you with out much thought.

He tries to it with your own but you’re faster than he is. You lean into his space on your tip toes and place a bold kiss on his lips.

They’re soft and laced with the tangy wine from his previous sip.

“Yum.” You wink and take another sip from your own wine.

Time stands there stunned before he smirks and takes you hand with the glass away before leaning down to kiss you properly. He takes it slow and holds you there for a moment despite the fact that you’re in a public space.

He pulls back just as slowly and finishes with a final kiss to your forehead.

“Can’t do that with the boys around.” He mutters to himself.

“Nope.“ You giggle and go back to sipping your wine. “But I’m not complaining.”

Part 3

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe x reader #hope I made Four's long enough #I was stop earlier and realized that compared the Wild's... it was like half the size #and all you Four simps deserve better

166 notes · View notes

colossal-fallout · 3 years

Text

AoT Valentines Day H/C’s

Head canons of how the following Characters would spend V day with their s/o.

Warnings; NSFW. 18+ only. Smut & Fluff.

Fem!Reader x Various Characters.

You have been warned...

Eren Yeager:

- You’d better buckle up and brace yourself, because this dark horse will absolutely astonish you with his valentine plans.

- He may act nonchalant about the whole affair, both before the event and during, possibly throwing you off guard and believing he isn’t actually going to do much, if anything at all.

- Oh, how wrong you are.

- So... so wrong.

- Expect a hell of a lot of affection. I can see his moody/brooding eyes glancing at onlookers as he wraps his arms around you, kissing your neck sensually; not giving a single f*ck who was watching. Today is about you, and you alone. If anyone had a problem with that, then they’d have to speak to him.

Not that they’d have the balls to...

- He will shower you with gifts.

Red roses, jewellery, soft toys, sex toys, lingerie...

Even if being spoiled with material things isn’t your thing, he will still do it. You deserve to feel like the queen he sees you as and today you will accept his love, no matter what.

- Back to that, ‘ not giving a f who was watching ‘ situation, he silently gloats as its the perfect excuse to boldly show others that you are his and no one should come near you with romantic intentions.

- He’ll definitely wine and dine you. The fanciest restaurant in town, your favourite food, music... the whole SHABANG.

Because of how busy he is, he doesn’t get to do this with you as much as he’d like so he makes the most of it.

- Then prepare your poor, unsuspecting booty. Because you will be SHOOK.

- He will spend hours warming you up. Kissing and nipping every inch of your skin, edging his way slowly to your core. Sighing and gasping at your beauty the whole time; praising you. His warm breath blanketing your skin.

By the time he gets there, you’re so fired up you can hardly take it.

- But, unfortunately he’s nowhere near done. He’ll run his tongue up you so

s l o w l y. He’ll over stimulate you, tease you and whisper the dirtiest things into you as he begins to include his fingers.

- He won’t even consider sliding inside of you until you’ve came at least three or four times.

- When he eventually does, he’s so turned on by the time he enters himself into you, he just sort of rolls you both up in a close ball, putting your legs up and wrapping his arms around you tightly, his head against yours and panting.

- “I love you, y/n...”

- After the biggest orgasm of his life, he’ll whisk you away to the shower before laying you back down into bed, head on his chest and telling you how much you mean to him.

Levi Ackerman;

- Levi isn’t a fan of PDA since he’s not only a stoic person, but a Captain held in high regard and wants to keep things professional around others.

But in certain situations (like valentines day) he’ll pat your head and brush your hair out of your eyes in front of his comrades. (Hair touching is Levi’s love language.)

- But once you’re in private, ooooh boy.

- Levi would make you your favourite food. He would consider taking you out but depending on his mood; he can’t really be dealing with people coming up and bothering him while trying to spend quality time with you.

“Ah, Levi. I didn’t think you ate here! Did you get my report on the --”

“Hange. Fuck off.”

- Red Roses. Lots of them. I can also see him buying you a new cloak. He doesn’t want you to be cold, and that old one is starting to smell...

- He would sit with his arm around the back of the chair you’re sitting in resting on the back lazily, with one leg sticking out.

You’re not on duty. This is the strongest yet most subtle way of letting others know; you. are. his.

- Sex with Levi would always be amazing, regardless of the day. But on special occasions, he treats you to a fantastic body massage before he starts getting heated.

Oils. Candles. He’ll even slowly (and gladly) bathe you.

- Expect the usual; taking his time with you, showing off his strength by eating you out against the wall, your legs over his shoulders, regardless of height difference.

- He’ll have you all over the room.

- The only difference is, today he peppers the dirty talk with some sweet nothings.

“I love making you squirm... you’re so beautiful.”

“Fuck, you feel so good around me. ...I love you, y/n.”

Porco Galliard;

(Side note; Porco isn’t my favourite since my best boy is Reiner, and I wanted to headbutt him when I saw the scene of him beating Reiner when they were young lol. I’ll try!)

- Porco is a cocky little sh-

Porco is a pretty confident guy, so on Valentines day, expect a decent amount of PDA. Snaking his arms around your hips from behind and kissing the crook of your neck.

- Beneath his... ego, does lie someone who really cares deeply for his friends and family. So expect to be spoiled.

A lot.

- “Anything you want, baby.”

- He’d prefer to take you somewhere more quiet for food, a cosy corner in a gusto bar or maybe eating alfresco at a lesser known restaurant.

- He’ll parade you around town, his arm draped across your shoulder, showing you off with a proud smirk tugging the corners of his mouth.

- I can see him being a dirty dark horse in the bedroom.

- He loves eating you out. Controlling when you cum, and making sure he is the only one who can make you feel this good at his mercy.

- His head expands several sizes when you beg for him or whimper his name.

“That’s right, beautiful. Who is making you feel so good, huh?”

- Dirty talk. A lot of it. And if you like it, he would defiantly be into degrading you.

“You take my cock like a good little whore.”

- Aftercare, I can see him being pretty clingy. He’d love to spoon you and have you close, running his fingers through your hair and grazing his fingers down your arm.

Armin Arlert;

- Armin is such a thoughtful person, he had this day planned for weeks.

- He’ll take into consideration your most favourite things to do.

Like the outdoors? Picnic.

Like to read? You betcha he’s taking you to the bookstore and buying you any you want.

- Expect him to lead you to a warm private area he's covered in candles and flower petals.

- He'll massage you from your feet, right up to your head. All while talking softly to you, telling you how he's felt since you met and how much you mean to him now.

- He will never take you for granted and will tell you this while he's working your thighs with his oiled hands.

- He will hesitate once he's reached your hips but will restrain himself until he's finished rubbing knots out of your entire body.

- "Let me show you how much you mean to me..." As he slowly lowers his head between your legs without once tearing his ocean blues from your eyes.

- Armin will carefully and meticulously work you, he's memorised all of your sensitive spots and how you like things done. He is amazing with his fingers.

- He'll relish your taste; passion and lust transforming this usually shy person into a hungry beast. He'll lick your wetness off his fingers before gently lifting you up, and sitting you down on his cock.

- Expect a lot of praise while you ride him. He loves telling you how beautiful you are.

- Once you're finished, he'll happily hold you while you quiver from aftershocks, kissing your head and playing with your hair.

- "That was amazing, y/n. I love you. So much."

Reiner Braun;

- Once Reiner loves, he loves so deeply.

- So you betcha he has a plan up his sleeve to show you how much you mean to him. Although it probably stressed him to hell thinking of something good enough.

- If something went wrong or didn't go to plan, he would freak out slightly.

- Reiner would do anything to show you how special you are. If you were a bit of a thrill seeker and/or were passionate about Titans like Hange, I could see him transforming somewhere to carry you around on his shoulder or in his hand. Obviously somewhere he couldn't be seen easily and be reported.

- This perfect man would, like Armin, make it an all day thing. Picnic, a romantic walk, dinner and even stargazing. He loves spending time with you and it's hard to find the time usually.

- Much like Levi, sex with Reiner is always mind-blowing.

- He loves taking his time to please you. He won't ever finish until you've been satisfied more than once.

- He would be the opposite of Levi with the nasty speak. With Reiner, it would be sweet something's sprinkled with dirty talk.

"You're perfect. I love you, y/n. You ride my cock so good."

- No matter how long you have been together, he still counts his lucky stars you're his and would do anything to protect you and keep it that way. This certainly comes out in how good he fucks you.

- All in all, I don't think Reiner would treat you any differently to how he always does. He shows his appreciation for you every damn day.

- This bear of a man loves to cuddle so once you're finished making passionate love, hell spoon you, hold you as close to him as possible and just thank whatever god's there may be that he has you in his difficult life.

Zeke Yeager;

- Zeke. I don't know why, but whenever I think of Zeke and how he'd be like in bed I get a little scared lol

- Zeke is pure FILTH. ...But we'll get to that...

- For valentine's Day, Zeke would craft you something. A handmade bangle or some form of jewelry. Maybe a necklace from a precious gem he crushed himself

- Poetry. I can totally see him writing you a sweet poem and leaving it somewhere he'll know you'll come across.

- Monke man keeps his feelings and thoughts pretty close to his chest so PDA would not be his thing. He instead would cherish you in a more private setting.

- He will spoil you with the finest foods and wine. Spinal fluid free, of course.

- In bed, Zeke is a freak. Extremely dominating, he takes out his stresses and frustrations out on you in the bedroom.

- Teasing, degrading, over stimulating and he loves doing you up the arse. Biting, markings even yelling like some wild animal as you brush his tip against your tonsils.

- He'll happily sit you on his face and just let you ride it until your hearts content, his fingers roughly digging into your flesh as you quiver above him.

- Zeke likes to fill you up as much as possible so expect sex toys in each of your openings while he forcefully fucks your throat.

- He might even be into pain play if you'll allow him to partake.

- So after Valentine's Day, definitely expect to spend the next day walking like you've been riding your horse on an extremely long expodition.

Pieck; "y/n? Are you okay? You're walking like I do... Have you hurt yourself?"

Jean Kirstein;

- Poor Jean has the best intentions and really wants to make the day special for you. But he's just so clueless at this sort of thing and would probably mess stuff up due to nerves and second guessing himself.

- He'll write you a love letter or poem, but scattered around him are paper balls and torn ideas as he tries to make it perfect.

- He'll take too much on at once. He'll forget he had something cooking while he's setting up something else and it'll burn, resulting in a comical fit of rage. So instead, he takes you out.

- Once you've calmed him.down and reassured him it was the thought that mattered, he calms down and you both have a lovely time.

- He'll take you for a nice walk after food and he proudly shows you off on his arm the entire time.

- Jean in bed is extremely thoughtful. He likes to take his time and be gentle, worshipping you like the goddess you are.

- He won't ever let himself finish until he knows you've had your fill and then some.

- When you ride him, he blushes slightly and watches your movements in awe, totally unbelieving that he's inside of this beautiful woman.

- Aftercare with Jean is one of the best. He'll leasuirely massage you while you lie on him, pillow talking deep into the night as he tells you how amazing you are.

I enjoyed writing these. I'll write more if I get any interest ☺️ Happy Valentine's!

#snk fandom #snk #snk season 4 #snk headcanons #attack on titan #reiner braun #jean kirstein #levi ackerman #valentines day #eren yeager #eren yaegar #armin arlert #zeke yeager #porco imagines #porco galliard #aot porco #imagines #snk imagines

481 notes · View notes