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★ | carl grimes headcanons
“what’s wrong? you’re doing that face again..”
“that’s just my face?”
carl is not a very expressive person. that’s not to say people were unable to read him, he actually becomes easier to read the more time you spend with him. when he’s upset, he looks more spaced out and he avoids eye contact. when he’s angry, it’s an easy spot. if there’s one thing carl was good at, it was giving people the stink eye. he couldn’t help it sometimes. most of the time, you have to coax his emotions out of him - he’s a hard nut to crack. talking about feelings with carl tends to feel more like an interrogation.
“i got you this flower..”
“aww.. thank you, this is my favourite flower.”
“no it’s not. your favourite flowers are daisies.”
carl loves gifting you small things that he finds. one time he gave you an acorn he picked up whilst on a supply run. when you point out the heart carved into it, he gets embarrassed and insists that it was there before he found it. he lied.
he also remembers almost everything you say to him. he’ll forget your eye colour, but he will remember the time you told him a story about your second grade teacher who accidentally broke a chair. carl prefers listening over talking generally, which makes him a very good listener. that doesn’t mean he remembers everything.
“are you a photographer? because i picture us together.”
“um…wouldn’t you be the photographer then?”
bad pickup lines. he found one of those joke books one time and boy did he read it. he even uses some highlighters to pick out and sort through ones that would make you laugh, ones that he thinks would actually work and ones that he found funny. when he first started using them, he was a bit awkward about it. sometimes he’d mess up the lines, or his delivery would be slightly awkward. practice makes perfect though and he gains more confidence eventually.
“do you think we’ll ever have kids..?”
“i think we’re both too tired for that question, carl...”
carl thinks about having a family all the time. he has his fears about pregnancy and childbirth after what he went through with his mom, but he can’t help but daydream about it. when he’s sleepy, he’s a big rambler. it’s the one time of the day where carl is the one who is talking the most and you hold it dear to your heart. sometimes he talks about what he did that day, but sometimes he talks about what’s been on his mind lately and he’ll take advice, or comfort from you. bedtime is usually the only time he’ll open up with ease. something about being relaxed in bed just before going to sleep with you there next to him is a perfect mix. on the odd occasion, carl gets into a mood if he’s sleepy enough, where he just wants to bombard you with affection and compliments. he’s a sweetiepie.
“no one’s even looking, c’mon just a small kiss..”
“carl, daryl is right there! are you crazy?”
carl. pda. Yep. he doesn’t care who is around. he wants to be as close as he can get to you at all times. i don’t mean that he’s trying to make out with you in front of everyone in the world, but he’ll always have an arm around you, or hold your hand and his favourite, around your waist. he likes being near you, it makes him feel safe. he feels safe knowing that you’re safe and close to him. of course with pda comes the occasional tease from michonne and daryl. it always embarrasses him, but not enough to stop him.
“you know, i used to be judith’s favourite.”
“see what happens when you skip out on too many tea parties?”
carl loves LOVES spending time with you and judith. it’s no secret to anyone that carl loves his baby sister. seeing you play pretend with judith makes him feel happy, like everything he’s been through was worth it, because now he gets to see this.
“carl, samantha doesn’t have a boy voice!”
“i’m not doing a girl voice.”
“carl.. do the girl voice please :( ...”
getting carl to join you and judith while you play with dolls together is an almost impossible task. except it’s not, you know he secretly wants to play. it’s a joint effort between you and judith, but you manage to convince him to join in every time.
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What is Han like in bed?
I know I tend to write Hannie as needy and insatiable and I do stand by that, but I think for him, it's all about having his partners undivided attention. He's not selfish by any means, he just thrives with Princess treatment!
I think Sungie is someone who craves touch in all forms, and he needs his partners hands on him in some way at all times because it soothes his mind. The fact that this turns into him being ridiculously needy sexually is purely coincidence.
Much like Chan, I think Hanji loves teasing. He would love being worked up to the point where he's ready to beg and then being rewarded for it. He wants his partner to feel desired always and he does an incredible job of that.
All this being said, Sung also knows when it's too much. He knows when you need him to back off, and he always respects that. He also knows when you need slow and tender and he's always ready to accommodate with gentle exploring hands and sweet whispers in your ear.
I think verbally, he is a rambler. Nothing is really clear. He's just going on and on about how good everything feels. Lots of please and thank you thrown in, but it rarely makes sense because he's not actually asking for anything. I also peg him as a high-pitched whiner. Like. The kind that is a gasp and a high, throaty whine. Specifically when you're giving him head.
Hanji is more of a receiver than a giver, but when he does give, he's giving it 110%. He will be pussydrunk and he will accidentally overstimulate you until you have to physically push him away from you.
I think Hannie is an experimentalist, too, because he wants to know how many different ways there are to feel good. He wants to try everything with his partner as long as they're down for it.
Ironically, he also doesn't strike me as someone who is into group situations. He's a lover boy and he only wants his partners hands and mouth on him. Full attention. He would always give the same undivided attention to you, of course.
Sweet boy is a sub leaning switch in my mind because, while there are times that he just wants to take charge and make you his, he more often than not just wants you to help him clear his head and think for him. He wants to lay back and be bathed in praise for how well he takes everything you give him. Greedy boy.
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hihi !! can i request alhaitham cyno and tighnari x gn reader that's usually quiet but when the boys bring up an interest of reader's it just gets reader rambling and talking all excited wanting to explain everything to the boys. so the boys are jus smiling and nodding while letting reader ramble to their heart's content !! thankyou in advance !! (sorry if this sent again !)
Hiya! Thanks for the request and I hope you like it! Sorry they're a bit short! I also didn't see another one, so I don't think it was sent multiple times ^w^
𓇻 Alhaitham
Honestly, the quiet doesn't bother him. He's not much of a rambler himself. You guys talk enough and the rest of it is usually comfortable silence.
That is until you two apparently stumbled upon a topic that interested you. Alhaitham didn't realize how much though.
You started talking... and you didn't stop. Normally, it would irritate him. Like, enough.
But the way you practically glowed when you were going on and on and on just brought a smile to his face. Honestly, at some point, the man stopped listening and was just enjoying how happy you were.
He has a new topic to become well versed in now.
Cyno 𓇻
Much like Alhaitham, he's the type to just enjoy the silence. Nothing wrong with it. People often wonder how you two work out in the relationship and he doesn't know why.
Cyno talks about his day, you talk about yours, you're both happy. There's no need to just talk all day.
That is... until he brought up a topic you liked. You began talking and just kept going with no end in sight and he absolutely loved it.
There is just this happiness on your face, in your voice, in your soul, that's so addicting. So, eventually, he'll just stare at your face with the softest of smiles as you keep going on and on.
He may stop listening and some point but keep going. Please, keep going.
𓇻 Tighnari
For the most part, Tighnari does a lot of the talking in the relationship. It's not that you're disinterested, it's just that his research comes up a lot.
He does wonder if he's always being too much. Like, he noticed it's always usually him talking about his work but you claimed it never bothers you.
He didn't understand until the day he accidentally brought up a topic you're super interested in. The way your eyes lit up and you began talking.
He finally got what you meant when you said you liked watching him get excited over his interests. He loves watching you just talk and talk.
Sometimes, well... ok, a lot, when Tighnari misses your voice or just wants to listen to you talk, he'll just ask a random question about that topic you like and just watch you go off. It's the best.
#genshin alhaitham x reader#genshin cyno x reader#genshin tighnari x reader#genshin impact x reader#genshin x reader#gender neutral reader#🖊─ pocky’s writings
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The Shivadh Romances: Volume II is now available for sale!
This book collects the fourth, fifth, and sixth books in the series, and is available in epub, paperback, and special-edition hardback.
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hihi i randomly got struck with the thought of Solomon accidentally making MC immortal like him
Like I can't remember where it was said that he accidentally cooked something, or made a drink to make himself immortal and hasn't been able to recreate it. And one day he recreates it on accident without realizing, and MC consumes it for whatever reason
Just the years passing by and MC not aging, they look the same after 50 years, and no one knows how it happened. Or maybe none of the brothers notice because time passes so differently, or they don't want to jinx it/get their hopes up? It takes a family member of MC to comment for anyone to start questioning what happened
Alternatively: it could be intentional. Who knows. That's why he always wants to share his cooking
I'M SORRY I RAMBLED I JUST HAD TO SHARE THIS WITH SOMEONE AJSJDJ
Dearest anon, you need never apologize for rambling. This here is the blog of a never ending rambler, and such activities are thoroughly encouraged!
Anyway, I LOVE this idea. I have a lot of feelings about Solomon and his immortality. The game is always vague about how it happened when it comes up, but the general idea I've always had was that it happened by accident. (Whether or not this is true is up for debate, I think, and they could have plans to retcon this in nb, but for now let's go with it.)
It's a really cute idea that he keeps sharing his food with MC in the hopes that it'll make them immortal. I think Solomon might feel guilty if he did it on accident and therefore MC didn't have a choice in the matter. I think being immortal has caused him a lot of loneliness and suffering, so he would want to make sure it's what MC wants.
But MC wouldn't deal with immortality the same way Solomon had to because they would have him. There would be two immortal humans instead of just one on his own. So I think he'd accept it if MC wanted to be immortal. Like if MC was just like hey you know, I think I'd like to be immortal...
Well now Solomon's thinking about it. And if Solomon's food is so terrible because he's constantly pouring magic into it without realizing, who's to say he doesn't accidentally put magic into something he's cooking that would make MC immortal?
He's just in the kitchen, being his usual chaotic self, accidentally makes some basic dish that's full of magic and when MC eats it, poof!
It tastes totally normal and nothing dramatic happens to indicate it caused anything. When MC eats it, they're actually pleasantly surprised and proud of Solomon because wow he made something edible for once! Good job!!
Fifty years later, their aging sibling is like how the hell are you so young looking still??
MC calls Solomon like uhhhh so I think I might be immortal...
Solomon's just like huh you don't say? That's crazy, MC.
Because at that point, he's already figured out what happened. And since MC said they wanted to be immortal... and secretly this is what he wants too... well, he's not gonna say anything about, why would he?
Menace sorcerer.
I love him so much.
#honestly he's so silly#he could make me immortal any day#obey me#obey me nightbringer#obey me solomon#anon asks#misc answers
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It's either you said it one of the other fantastic CoD writers. Simon is the only one who had a normal life before joining. He was older when he enlisted got to experience adulthood a bit even if it was only a year or two. Even after his torture he came home and took on primary care giver for his family throwing his dad out, getting his brother clean, and even helping his brother find the love of his life. He had a good 5-7 years as a civi adult before he became ghost. Ghost was his grief hidden he wants to go back to the softness of Simon.
Also I just want to compliment you on actually writing a close to canon ghost. Far too many people forget he is confident in his appearance and that's he's a bit off goof ball. Yes he has PTSD around getting forcefully touched all over. (I also head canon autistic ghost) Of course he's not gonna want to get touched and the ghost mask allows him to preserve simon. Because he unlike König isn't proud of his war crimes he only does them so others don't lose their families or get their hands dirty.
Now soap, the lyin son of bitch, who joined the service at 16 instead of 17 like a good kid who knows Patience. He's rough and a bit vulgar he needs to be thrown into a rock tumbler 4-6 weeks going through all three stages before he'll be considered soft. He'll have soft moments, but those will be more accidental. He's a good time, but unless you're equally rough he is not husband material.
-hot mess rambler
(I said I'd get out and yet here I am... I hope your day is well ghoul)
Ghost is so fun because there's so much dimension to him. He's cocky, he's funny, he is absolutely blunt but encouraging, he wants his team to do well. He grew up in a shitty household but he pulled himself out of it. He knew joy and family and it was ripped away from him, of course he's trying to protect himself now. OF COURSE Simon is locked away far under the facade of Ghost. He's like an abused dog, he's looking for someone to love him and a place to feel safe but he'll bite if you push him too hard.
Soap on the other hand. What a rascal, a rake, a rapscallion if you will. Trying to join the SAS at 16, and getting kicked out when he's caught only to go back at 17 because what else is he doing? He's hiding all his soft edges behind an impenetrable layer of Scottish charm. You're not going to get anything genuine out of him unless you force it out of him. He's gotta bond with people and even then you are hard pressed to ever get any sort of deep response from him about anything. The man is a hardened soldier, using humor to cope and come off as less rough than he is.
This is why he's gotta butt against darlings that don't want him, or just are making him work for it. Gotta break Soap down and force him to admit he has feelings under all that charm.
(I hope you keep coming back to my ask box! My day is going well but busy. I hope yours is going well!!)
#ghoul speaks#hot mess anon#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#I feel like they get each others characterization in fandom#Soap becomes this huge joker and Ghost gets super serious#which like yeah but look at the layers of it#they're both defense mechanisms
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Talk Too Much
pairing: Kendall Roy x F!Reader
summary: You have a habit of rambling too much, Kendall finds a way to fix that.
genre: fluff!!!
word count: 1.3k
tags/warnings: swearing, that’s about it this time!
a/n: based off the song “Talk Too Much” by COIN. Wrote this for a friend, probably not super show accurate since I haven’t watched it yet (i know i know)
You never really knew when to shut up. You’ve always been a talker; a nervous talker, an excited rambler, an angry babbler, the list could go on. And typically people like the Roy’s did not like being interrupted, but somehow they decided you were alright. At least Kendall, your boss, (not that he ever really acted like it) let it slide.
You sat fidgeting with your dress, pinching and plucking at all the folds in the fabric.
“Oh this always happens with this type of fabric,” you pouted, smoothing your manicured nails against your waist. One thing that was always a perk to being forced into these stupid things was that Kendall spared no expense to make sure you looked the part. What part? Who knows at this point.
Your relationship with Kendall Roy was… unconventional, to say the least. Technically, you were hired as some kind of PR manager when shit hit the fan with him, which seemed to happen every twelve seconds. But that title was quickly forgotten and honestly, you just kind of became a paid personal assistant slash arm candy. Which, to be frank, was a lot more difficult than one would think.
But here you were, shifting back and forth against the luxurious leather seats and making sure you weren’t going to accidentally flash anyone as you stepped out.
You continue to ramble, “--It’s just like, why does satin feel so nice, but also makes me feel like I’m a stuffed sausage. It’s really insane to think about the the ways women are–”
“Jesus,” Kendall finally groans, running his hands over his face, he turns and addresses you, “listen, you look great. Please, for the love of God, shut up for like 10 minutes.”
Heat rises immediately in your cheeks, tinging your nose and tip of your ears with pink. You wring your hands together, rings clicking against each other. Your voice is soft, “I’m sorry.”
You’re staring down at your knees, one exposed because of the slit that goes up the side of your dress, when you see Kendall’s hand grip your bare knee lightly, giving it a light squeeze. A bolt of electricity flies up your spine, and you do everything in your power to stop your body from breaking out into goosebumps, to no avail.
“Hey,” Kendall presses, trying to get you to look at him, “it’s alright, just– just relax.”
You blink at him. He’s trying to comfort you. He’s never really been good at it, but the effort is enough to ease some of your nerves. You offer him a soft smile. His hand lingers on your skin, and you swear you can feel his thumb begin to rub small circles against your skin. But before you can know for sure, the car comes to a halt, signaling that you were at your destination. When he removes his hand, you suddenly feel very, very cold.
“Well,” he sighs, “let’s get this fucking over with.” Looking back at you, he adds, a playful smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth, “If we do this right, we can probably get out of here in an hour.”
He exits the limo, reaching back inside for your hand, which you eagerly take. You slide across and out of the limo, Kendall taking extra care to stand in front of you as you exit so that no paparazzi can get a “money shot” up your skirt. You smile up at him.
“When did you become a gentleman?” You challenge, snaking your hand around his elbow.
Kendall just offers you a small shrug, his face stony. It normally is when he’s around the press, so you’ve learned not to take it too personally. Expertly, Kendall is able to navigate you both through the crowd and into the gala.
You’re immediately bombarded with loud music and lights. Oh, it’s one of those galas. Your grip on Kendall tightens as you enter the room. He brings his other hand over yours, giving it another reassuring squeeze.
He leans his lips to your ear, “One hour, I promise.” Before he pries your hand off of him. You don’t mean to, but you pout. You pout. Like a silly fucking school-kid.
“What am I supposed to do? What if I get lost? What if I get drugged here, Ken? What if you can’t find me and then you leave without–”
He cuts you off by saying your name, his hands gripping your shoulders. Another round of goosebumps, as if this couldn’t get more embarrassing.
“You’re fine, go grab a drink, shmooze, or– I dunno, sit in a fucking corner. But I will not leave you. I’ll find you, okay?”
You bite your lower lip nervously, but after a moment you give him a nod. He releases you and disappears into the crowd. Letting out a shaky breath, and smoothing your clammy hands over your curves, you make your way over to the open bar.
And that’s where you stay for nearly an hour. Scrolling on your phone, sipping your third Dirty Martini, when you feel a familiar presence. Looking up you see Kendall making his way toward you. He looks… relaxed. A very rare sight to see, especially lately. When he meets you at the bar, you can’t help but flash him a bright smile, relief washing over you.
“Have you been here this whole time?” Kendall asks, before ordering himself a club soda.
“Mhm,” you respond sipping at the liquor, suddenly feeling very nervous about drinking around him.
“You can drink,” he reassured, as if he could hear your thoughts, “I don’t mind.”
“Are you sure? I can dump it, or–or–”
Kendall puts his fingers over your lips, silencing you. You’re not quite sure what has gotten into him, he’s rarely as handsy as he’s been all night. Not that you're complaining, you’ve been lost in his deep eyes since day one.
“You’re doing it again,” Kendall retorts, “You’d think that a drink would–”
“Three,” You corrected.
He raises his brows, “well then especially after three drinks, you’d be a bit less…” he gestures at you, “this.”
You stiffen. “What do you mean?” Your eyes prick with tears. “I-I can go– I’m sorry.”
“No, no, no,” Kendall rushes to reach for you. He lets out a huff of a laugh, “There’s nothing wrong. You just… you talk a shit ton.”
“You’ve known this for how long at this point, Ken? I can’t help it, I just don’t know how to tone it down. I know it’s obnoxious, I know it’s annoying and that I’m not being paid to talk your ear off all the time. I just get so pent up. And now I’m rambling again and– God– I just don’t know how to stop it–”
As you continue to ramble, your hands now in on the conversation as you speak animatedly, Kendall sets down his club soda in a matter-of-fact kind of way, a determined nod as he does so. He turns to you, nodding along with your babbling before placing his warm hands on your cheeks and pulling your mouth to his.
Eyes wide, you freeze, before your eyes flutter shut and you melt into the kiss. His lips are soft, softer than you’d imagined. There’s a type of reverence to the kiss, as he cradles your face in his hands. It feels like it’s something you both had wanted to do for so long.
What feels like too soon, he pulls away. His eyes search yours, hands still cupping your now incredibly flushed cheeks. You can see the ways his eyes crinkle with a small smile.
“Hey,” Kendall finally breaks the silence.
“Hi,” you breathe out.
“You okay?”
You can only respond with a nod. Too shocked to speak, which is a first.
“If I knew kissing you would shut you up for a fucking second, I would’ve done this more often.” He chuckles, before slinging an arm around your shoulder, pressing a soft kiss on your temple.
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A list of all my favourite DIETER BRAVO Fic Recs, with the writers tagged. Includes fics I am currently reading/want to read.
Please show some love to the writers by re-blogging and commenting on their work. 🖤
PART 3
⚠️ Please ensure you check the triggers/warnings etc... on the stories themselves as some of them may not be suitable to your own particular tastes.
Give To Me - @sp00kymulderr
Baking - @ladamedusoif
Jester Little Bit More - @covetyou
A Baker's Dozen - Dieter - @avastrasposts
Thought I Was Dreaming - @haylzcyon
Sweet, Sweet Icing - @palioom
The Devil In Me Series & Apology - @aurorawritestoescape Devil!Dieter
Baby, It's Cold Outside - @theywhowriteandknowthings
Pretend Alleyways Series - @radiowallet Featuring Marcus Moreno
Jingle My Bells - @joels-shitty-puns
I Crawl Home To Her - @chronically-ghosted
We Fall Like Snow Series - @psychedelic-ink
Weddings 101 With Dieter - @nerdieforpedro
Fluffer - @proxima-writes PornStar!Dieter
Stay Gold, Baby Boy - @chronically-ghosted
Who's Line Is It Anyway - @sweetenerobert M!Reader
White Christmas - @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin
That's Not Your Name Series - @blueeyesatnight
I Put Down My Book To Be Here - @frenchiereading
Wildest Dreams Series - @itsbrandy OFC
One Man Show - @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin
The Hollywood Hedonist Method & Only Backwards - @pennyserenade
Jet Set Christmas - @morallyinept
Hold Me, Love Me, Touch Me, Honey - @psychedelic-ink
Love Machine - @scarerjh GN!Reader
Push & Pull - @bbypedrito
Love To Hate You & Accidentally Mrs Bravo - @absurdthirst
Working Overtime - @palioom
The Award - @pedropascalsx
Red Herring - @nothoughtsjustmeds
Once In A Blue Moon - @whatsnewalycat
Tear You Apart - @psychedelic-ink 70's Rockstar!Dieter!
Run Over By A Reindeer - @blueeyesatnight
Gift Wrapped & Unwrapped - @sp00kymulderr
The Knight & His Queen Series - @mysterious-moonstruck-musings OFC
A Thing For Angels - @miraclesabound
In Reality - @sin-djarin GN!Reader
O' Christmas Tree - @covetyou
Good Boy - @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin Featuring Javier Pena
Cookie Kisses - @toomanystoriessolittletime
Best In Show - @covetyou
Misfire - @qveerthe0ry
Who's Line Is It Anyway? - @sweetenerobert M!Reader
#dieter bravo x reader#pedro pascal x reader#dieter bravo smut#dieter bravo the bubble#pedro pascal#pedro pascal characters#dieter bravo fluff#dieter bravo x you#dieter bravo x f!reader#dieter bravo x m!reader#the bubble fic#fic recs#jett's fic recs
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Hi! I’m loving rooms on fire so far, and I noticed you had one more dark Triple Frontier story. do you happen to know any other dark Triple Frontier stories? I can’t seem to find many.
Hello!!!! Thanks for the love on Rooms on Fire!!! It's a fav series of mine!
And yes, I do have recs for dark TF boys!!!!
This Charming Man- Having lost so much, Frankie feels lost himself. Until he meets someone new, and he'll do anything to have her. dark!Frankie: This is by my friend @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin who writes a wiiiide veriety of Pedro
For a bit of something different, there The Worst by the amazing @toxicanonymity ! It's is Tom fic BUT HERE ME OUT bc t's so good! It's dark and perfect Just trust me.
Deep Seeded Issues by @djarinmuse: Summary: At an N.A (narcotics anonymous) meeting you recall a dark and embarrassing memory, not knowing the connection in the room.
My Blood Would Teach Me How to Love by @winniethewife : Santi finds you self harming, blood kink ensues.
Goodnight, Princess by @melodygatesauthor : Your dad's best friend accidentally discovers that you're a sex worker. He tries to let it go, but it eats away at him until things go way too far.
I'm trying to remeber a really good one with frankie, santi, taking reader in an ally and they only speak spanish to her????? Idk who wrote it now and I feel bad but I have horrible memory online. If its yours or you know whose it is, let me know!!!
#dark triple frontier#dark!fic#dark santiago garcia#dark francisco morales#tom davis x reader#rooms on fire#dark william miller#dark ben miller#romana answers asks
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72 Demon Gods name in Genshin Impact as per 3.4 patch
1. Barbatos - Venti: Anemo Archon, Three times winner of Mondstadt Bard of the year, so called "tone-deaf bard" by EN Paimon
2. Morax - Zhongli/Rex Lapis: Geo Archon, Wangsheng Funeral Parlor Consultant, Local Moraless man and antique collector, Childe and Hu Tao paid for his purchases most of the time
3. Baal - Raiden Makoto: OG Electro Archon, died in Khaenri'ah, her mental Landscape became a weekly domain
4. Beelzebul - Raiden Ei/Raiden Shogun: Current Electro Archon, former hikkikomori, now relearning to socialize, Raiden shogun is her puppet body, creator of Wanderer though she forgot about it, her purchases got paid by the Three Comission
5. Buer - Nahida/Lord Kusanali: Current Dendro Archon, just escape from extended 500 years confinement, can use legillimency on people but dislike it, super computer in child-like body, best Archon so far
6. Decarabia - Decarabian: former overlord of Mondstadt, known from his storm wall of old Mondstadt that was so strong people bent when walking
7. Haagenti - Haagentus - Guizhong: The late God of Dust, died of enemy attack during the Archon war, formerly speculated to be Morax's lover but apparently a 'BFF' of Madam Ping/Streetward Rambler
8. Marchosias - Guoba: The current form of God of Stove, used to be able to make clones of himself, now helping Xiangling in the kitchen, reduced mental capacity due to surrendering his power to the land, the creator of chilli-minced cornbread buns
9. Paimon: Mascot extraordinaire, emergency food meme, lovable in all dub but english dub
10. Astaroth - Istaroth/Kairos: The God of Time, one of the four Shining Shades of the Primordial One, suspected to be involved in Sacred Sakura shenanigans, mysterious relation with wind
11. Focalor - Focalors: The Current Hydro Archon, known as the God of Justice
12. Orobas - Orobaxi/ Orobashi: The former lord of Watatsumi island, currently a skeleton over Yashiori, forced to die because accidentally reading a forbidden book, still being worshipped
13. Naberius: mentioned in Albedo's character story 4 where Albedo and his Master found the heart of Naberius
14. Andras - Andrius: Wolf King of Wolvendom, Wolf of the North, got a feud with Decarabian, refuse Archon position, now a ghost
15. Havres/Flauros - Havria: The God of Salt, used to oversee Sal Terrae, got betrayed by her follower because they are afraid for her, nuke her killers into salt, as Zhongli said "Salt. And betrayal."
16. Ose - Osial: Overlord of the Vortex, pinned down under Guyun Stone Forest by Morax, center plot of Liyue Archon Quest, apparently the abyss planned to amputate him and used his limb as mechanical god, poor guy got slammed down by a floating house
17. Amun - Amon - Deshret: King of the desert, sacrificing himself to stop the forbidden knowledge polution that he brought to Teyvat, best friends of *REDACTED* and Nabu Malikata the Goddess of Flower
If I missed something, do let me know
#genshin impact#genshin impact venti#genshin zhongli#nahida#raiden shogun#raiden makoto#raiden ei#havria#genshin decarabian#genshin andrius#lupus boreas#genshin impact osial#king deshret
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my stupid ass accidentally hit unfollow instead of ask button -_- ANGYWAYS like what is UP with c.Cemelo? Camelo>?i forgot how to spell his name the second i looked away from it THE MUTLICOLORED MENTALLY ILL GUYthag one. i have so many questions about him like why is he a freak (lovingly). why is his relationship with the big guy so inasne liek whats theier deal. im so interested (props my chin up in my hands and smiles suuuper wide) i would love to hear about them if u wanna talk about them PEACE ✌ (i mean all this genuiinely btw)
HIS NAEM CHAMELO it’s just Chameleon but also Camilo. I hope that helps..you got it close in the second try. the first one is like cementHe was forced to eat cement at 6. I'm probably going to switch around with his nicknames and name a lot (Chamy, Melo) out of habit sorry if its confusing
ANYWAYS. I'M REALLY GLAD YOU ASKED HI ok. LOTS of words soooo undah da cut they go. Also sorry if a lot of this does Not make sense trust me I don't make sense to myself sometimes
He is a freak because I really like characters like him. He's basically how my thought process works so that probably also means you're calling me a freak too(Lighthearted)
He is horrifically anxious and has got anger issues and is just real irritable in general (And probably more things.?). He has trouble dealing with his own emotions because they're often so extreme, so he does things on impulse despite overthinking a lot. He sorta contradicts himself in his thoughts and feelings and actions. Idk he's weird. Doesn't always know what he wants and has a tough time with communication. Him changing colors involuntarily depending on his mood doesn't help either if the person he's talking to knows which colors go with what feeling. He tries his hardest to hide his emotions when he wants to whether it be angry, nervous, sad, even happy, but he also knows he'll always have a dead giveaway if he feels anything ever.
(Note: Optional reading in this next part I ended up rambling↓)
I do worry about him getting so worked up because I don't want people to think that I think feeling emotions is dumb or whatever because I tend to like. Make him accidentally funny or play it off as a joke. And then I remember he feels like I do so I don't care if people get mad at me for having a character that gets upset or jumps to conclusions over little things or has a lot of inner monologue that's just freaking out because I do that a lot too. I like when I can relate to characters, I like to put things about me in my characters. People have told me that a lot of my characters have very real personalities (I LOVE WRITING PERSONALITIES) so I think I'm okay. It makes me feel extra happy when people tell me they can relate too. A lot of that didn't explain anything about him actually sorry lawl they call me the rambler
Okey anyways
About him and Diesel (da big guy)....
I don't even know where to start with them goodness gracious they're a mess. I guess when they first met. Chamy got a new job at the stupid dumb pizza place that Diesel had already been working at for a while despite almost Never showing up for (Their boss, Sharlotte, doesn't even give a darn and thinks of Diesel as a "son she never had" so he gets away with a lot). Diesel noticed Melo was new and because he is like a big cartoon bully of course he messes with Chamelo, mainly by stealing his beloved motor scooter thing.
Diesel made sure Chamy saw that he stole it, he wanted Chamelo to see him. If he wanted Melo to try to get back at him, it worked. When he finally caught Diesel with his scooter, Chamelo lunged at him like a rabid animal and they started fighting over it. Of course, Chamelo won through sheer rage and took back his scooter and Diesel hasn't taken it since then, but Melo has to let him drive it whenever they're delivering together (Because Sharlotte thought it was a genius decision to partner him up with Diesel because she thought Chamelo would die).
Chamelo holds a grudge against Diesel over that whole situation, but now he just finds himself instigating a fight with him for literally no reason (There is a reason it is because he is Gay and a Freak).
He then eventually realizes he is Madly In Love with that chimaera guy and has a meltdown about it and can't tell ANYONE or he will DIE!!!!!! And so he becomes incredibly awkward and even more annoying around Diesel
Asker (his friend he doesn't know is his friend) questions him about Diesel because they notice him being weird about him and they find out he likes him but they don't really care but one time they told Diesel that Melo is kind of a freak about him and then Chamelo punched them in the face (I drew it in [this post] except it's in inklish because I thought it was stupid it's sandwiched between a bunch of other drawings sorry. I still think it's funny though)
Umm yeah Chamelo is hopelessly in love and is quite scared about it because he's never felt actual romantic love before with another fish, only his scooter(bc. objectum...). He doesn't know how to deal with his feelings! It's like, a weird mix of hatred and yearning. So like. A hate-love. He wants to keep hating Diesel, he doesn't want to get attached to him but he already is..!! He feels like he's supposed to hate him, Chamy doesn't know what he even likes about Diesel. He wants to stop feeling like this but he doesn't want to at the same time, if that makes sense. He tries to tell himself it's a passing feeling or anything that isn't being in love.
He's scared of what could happen if they ever do end up together, that he might stop being in love and maybe it was just a passing feeling after all, and he's frustrated at the thought of Diesel never knowing about how he really feels. He doesn't know what to do about this, and most likely won't for a while. It's painful and overwhelming for him both physically and emotionally :'(
Diesel still I guess bullies Chamelo sometimes but that is just because he always does that and doesn't know anything about himself ���🤣😂😂AAAHHHH AAAAGHHH AHHHHHH AHHH AHHsorry. He is bisexual. He does not know that. He also shows up to work more because of Chamelo. But he also didn't realize that until they had a short one-sided conversation on Squidmas [see here].
Diesel is taking longer than Chamelo to realize he likes him, and honestly I cannot imagine a world where Diesel actually reciprocates feelings. I don't want to say he will but I don't want to say he won't. I don't know how to describe it. Something just happens I guess lol. I'll figure it out
Since then, they've been oh-so-painfully-slowly warming up to each other, still getting mad at one another, still yelling, still fighting, still absolutely Hating the other's existence...but hey...they're together more because they want to be.........AAAGHHHHHHH isn't fighting so intimate😍THEY HAVE TO STOPPPP sorry .Sorry. I'm really normal about their horrendously weird relationship that is taking Forever to get better. It's like slow-burn if you put it at 0.5x speed. Also I wouldn't call them enemies to lovers, they aren't exactly enemies nor are they lovers later That doesn't make sense but I wouldn't know how to explain it. Swagever.
At some point Sharlotte's car and a modded trizooka have to do with them (along with a couple older ocs of mine) but that doesn't really have anything to do with right now. A lot of my drawings of the two are out of order because I'm impatient lol. I want to try to not go through like. arcs? so quickly because 1. I fear the day I run out of ideas and 2. Everything has to end and I don't like the idea of finishing all of my splatoon's lives but luckily splatoon happens in real time so I have a lot of years to go if I'm That determined about my guys LOL Sorry unrelated
TL;DR Diesel and Chamelo's relationship is so complex and stupid it is almost entirely beyond my own comprehension. They hate each other so much that they want to be with each other.
Okay that's all I could think of. A Billion Thankies for asking me about them... Apologies if you didn't really need all of That for me to explain. I like to explain things ❤
#jfc. Sorry that is a ton of words i kept having to reread everything a million times if i got something wrong or missed anything well.#then i will die forever#It is currently 2 am this took me a While. Ok goodnight#ask#chamelo fláje#diesel fintasma
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So. I accidentally ended up writing a Frankie x Santiago x reader fic...
I say 'accidentally' because I was all in on writing my Javi P x Tim Rockford fic (which is still happening!), then wanted to write a short drabble for @legendary-pink-dot's birthday - and that's how things quickly escalated. Oops.
Shouldn't be surprised though considering Frankie and Santi are, hands down, my absolute fave pairing.
Right now it's looking like the final wordcount will be near 20K words, so I'm thinking I should break this up into two parts. Also because it's been taking over my entire brain and life living in my head and Google docs for 3 weeks already, and I'm overthinking everything because ngl I'm pretty nervous about posting my first fic. So, endulge me if you don't mind...
FYI, @morallyinept is currently feedbacking the first part - she is an absolute GEM! And I have to give massive props to @sin-djarin @magpiepills @imalrightllama @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin in particular who have been so damn encouraging and patient as I've been constantly running tidbits past them for the past weeks.
Whoever catches the reference in the title wins a cookie, btw.
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Nothing That I Didn't Know (teaser)
Frankie watches you across the crowded bar, standing close to Pope as you’re talking while waiting for drinks. Something tickles in the back of his neck, raising the little hairs there, then all over his arms and everywhere else, like he’s been zapped by a little bolt of electricity. He knows he’s had plenty of tequila - probably more than enough for the rest of the night - but still he can’t help but reach for another shot, unable to tear his eyes away from what’s happening in front of him.
The liquor burns deliciously in his chest as it goes down smoothly, sinking into the rest of his body; undoing and releasing way too many safety clips that normally stay bolted down, and he has to work hard to not reach for another shot. Fuck, his head is loud. Much too loud.
Had been that way already earlier, at the beginning of the night, as he’d watched you and Pope at the bar getting shots for the table. Messing around with each other, and he’d smirked when he saw you triumphantly snag away the shot in front of him - you two were always at it. But then the tone had changed, and he knew it was happening before you seemed to register it - he recognized that look on Santiago’s face.
The set of his mouth, the way his chin would tilt up slightly, the little telltale signs right before he attacked. Watched as he’d suddenly grabbed you, sharply pulling your arms behind you as he shoved you against the bar with his body, and Frankie could feel his mind and body immediately responding in a diametrically opposed manner - his brain in loud protest, the "what the fuck, Pope" right at the tip of his tongue even though he was much too far away to even be heard - immediately protective of you. But his body betrayed him, blood suddenly rushing away from his brain as his cock stirred, immediately painfully trapped against the denim of his jeans. Fuck. Fuuuck.
He saw Santi say something against your ear as you struggled, and the roar in his head was suddenly deafening in a way that made him uncomfortable - there was the instant urge to go stop it, pull Santi off you and ask what the fuck he thought that he was doing. But the other part of him, the one that throbbed in his jeans, didn’t even want to consider interrupting this - just wanted to drink in what was happening, what was next, wanting to know how you felt being pressed against the bar by him like that. Wanted Santi to press him against the bar like that.
He swallowed heavily when the realization of that last thought fully hit him, a hot mix of guilt and desire at the same time, then felt the wave of anger that rolled right after it. It didn’t matter whether it was hot to see - Santi had no right to touch you like that. YOU, you had no right to push back against him like that, even if it was just to struggle and break free, as you ended up pressed even closer against Santi’s front - clearly though inadvertently positioned right against his dick.
Don’t touch her. She’s–
Don’t touch HIM.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine mine mine.
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Tagging a bunch of you who might be interested in this (or is it tacky to do that when it's your own work? I don't know, man. Like I said, I'm really good at overthinking shit): @linzels-blog @goodwithcheese @maggiemayhemnj @rhoorl @goodwithcheese @undercoverpena @secretelephanttattoo @musings-of-a-rose @trulybetty @rifflovesjoey @avastrasposts @gemmahale @mysterious-moonstruck-musings @nerdieforpedro @ladybess-a03 @prolix-yuy @whatsnewalycat @ezrasbirdie @thewreckening @marisferasiop @perotovar @max--phillips @wannab-urs @idolatrybarbie @inept-the-magnificent @gasolinerainbowpuddles @alwaysmicado @romanarose @chronically-ghosted @alltheglitterandtheroar @boliv-jenta @covetyou @5oh5 @reallyrallyauthor @radiowallet @writefightandflightclub @exquisiteserotonin @pink-whiskey-woman @anavatazes @youandmeand5bucks @arcanefox207 @fettuccin-e @ghostofaboy @angelofsmalldeath-codeine
Want me to tag you when the first part drops? Leave a comment or rb and I'll add you to the taglist!
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get to know me (pt. II) ✨
thank you to the sweetest baby @cupofjoel for the tag, also i accidentally left this in my drafts 😌
last song: first time, hozier
favorite color: the obvious answer is black, but i fuck hard with both rich emerald greens and too-neon lime greens
last movie/show: bottoms (amazing) / six feet under (transcendent, will never get old)
sweet/spicy/savory: spicy all day, baby
relationship status: involved 👩❤️💋👩
last thing i googled: local pilates classes
current obsession: saltburn (yes, still), pajama sets (luxury!!!), making playlists and pinterest boards
npt: @sp00kymulderr @qveerthe0ry @bastardmandennis @honeyedmiller @ilovepedro @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @amanitacowboy (i’m sorry if you’ve already done this/been tagged!)
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Coming Soon!
All right, we're doing this! The day of the full solar eclipse, April 8th, I'll be putting the second omnibus volume of The Shivadh Romances up for sale.
Askazer-Shivadlakia is “the little country by the sea” — a coastal micronation perched between France and Italy, with Europe’s only Jewish royal family and a distinctly queer-friendly culture. The irreverent but earnest Shivadh people have recently elected a new king, and there are a lot of changes afoot for the country and its rulers. (Want to know more? There's a page here with plot summaries and sales links for the series.)
In the US, the ePub will be available for $3.99, the paperback will be $24.99, and the hardback will be $34.99. Internationally, there's some variance in price of course based on local currency, but the print cost and profit margin are about the same, so you're not paying much more or less, comparatively, than the American prices. The print versions can also serve as a paperweight, doorstop, or murder weapon, so it's really a deal if you think of it that way.
The paperback and hardback are only available through Lulu; the ePub should be available through Amazon as well, but I get a much bigger cut if you buy through Lulu, so that's where I'm linking.
The Twelve Points of Caleb Canto introduces Caleb, a young trans music teacher who accidentally enters Eurovision on behalf of The Ask, and his rival and new friend -- or maybe more -- Buck Haverd, the ambitious bad-boy competitor from the UK. Dinner At The Palace is the first collection of Shivadh short stories, spanning everything from Michaelis meeting his destiny in 1978 to Gregory and Eddie going cryptid-hunting in 2022. The Royals and the Ramblers tells the story of Gregory and Eddie's three weddings, and introduces Eddie's sister Monday, who is helping the kings have a royal heir and may or may not have a thing going on with Georgie, the palace head of security. And then there's Joan, the headstrong orphan who could use a couple of dads....
Read all three in a single volume, starting April 8th!
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the boglings of Koboh
Word count: 2,282
Rating: G
Summary: If anyone asked, Greez accidentally introduced the boglings to Koboh.
A pleasant surprise, surely, as the boglings had made themself at home on Koboh and everyone in Rambler's Reach simply adore them.
Especially one ginger-haired Jedi, who can't seem to resist petting every bogling he comes across on his adventures.
Read on ao3
#star wars#fanart#star wars fanfiction#jedi survivor fanfiction#my art#cal kestis#merrical#greez knows his kid well#kata akuna#boglings boglings boglings boglings boglings boglings boglings boglings boglings boglings boglings boglings#my fanfic
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I hope your holidays have been fun so far, seasonal depression coupled with holiday related PTSD has been kickin my ass. You're Ghost fic hit me harder then expected reminding me of my first Christmas with my spouse's family and being surrounded by people who genuinely loved and cared about eachother. It truly is overwhelming when you grow up in a home with lots of screaming and fighting to spending a holiday with a family who doesn't expect you to perform for them.
My favorite part that really stood out was the "it's just stuff line" like with how duck uses it to justify not getting upset over something breaking on accident vs how, if I had to guess, Simon's dad likely used it as an excuse to breaking things on purpose. I spent way longer crying reading the fic then I will ever admit to. Ghost deserves to be happy damnit.
-Hot mess rambler
(ps I hope you start feeling better soon)
The "It's just stuff" line is echoed by so many people throughout the story and it feels like both the driving assurance of the mothers in Ghost's life and the failure of Ghost's own coping mechanisms. Both his mother and Duck try to steer him away from "crying over spilt milk" so to speak, but at the same time Ghost's father would've absolutely used it as a punishment. Similarly Ghost got rid of everything that tied him to his life with his mum and Tommy, they were just things and he figured it was better to get rid of them than try to hold onto the past when it hurt so badly. The problem of course is that things are never just things, humans always form attachments even when they know things are replaceable. Goose knows that, that's why she worked so hard tracking down photos for him, because it's not just things he lost it's people and those can't be replaced.
Also the accidents versus on purpose! You're right I think Ghost's dad absolutely was justifying breaking things on purpose and his mum would try to comfort him similarly. But it makes a difference how things break, whether it was accidental or targeted. Ghost accidentally breaking an ornament is different from his father smashing his mum's good china. Which I think Duck forgets to a certain degree, and why it hits Ghost straight into dissociation to hear the same words he heard his whole childhood echoed with a kind intent.
I could spend ages talking about my little thoughts on this fic tbh. I feel like I put so much into it and still didn't get to fit in everything I wanted.
I hope your holidays are better these days friend! I can guarantee that Ghost's holidays are
(I'm doing much better, put of the fever and into the snow)
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