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acaciapines · 8 months
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“the emojis will be so annoying on desktop” “can’t you stick with the format we’ve already got” no never desktop emoji is a me problem in a day or so. for now I live
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coveredinsweetpea · 7 months
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A/n: I let the whore out for this one 🤭 and I'm not even ashamed? I wanted to make it more filthy but I decided to not push it 😬 but lemme know if you liked this one!!! I'd love to write more!! Summary: just the story of perv!bouncer!Eddie x dumb!ice-cream vendor!reader and the little white lie he used in order to get you where he wanted you. (KINKY) 4.6k Warnings: so first off, perv!Eddie (he's a bit of a meanie) and dumb!reader, ok? He takes advantage of you, oopsie. Humiliation, degradation, lying and gaslighting, pet names, groping, very strong D/s vibes although not established, spit kink, a hint of dubcon? (only if you squint). Needless to say, 18+!! (also I wrote this in one go don't @ me if it's shitty)
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You shouldn't have worn heels - it was late at night, you were running late and while the rain had stopped, the mud still managed to splash its way up to your ankles. And come to think of it, the skirt hadn’t been that good of an idea either, not for the metal concert you were attending at least, but you were two blocks away and it was too late to turn back now.
Before entering the venue, you stopped at the corner, fixed your hair and your shoes with a napkin you found around your purse, and prayed to the gods that even though the concert should have already started, the bouncer would still be there to give you a ticket and allow you inside.
“Eddie!” you exclaimed relieved. He was just about to stand up from his little booth when you burst inside the building, and his eyes widened when he realized who you were.
While it truly hadn’t been that long since you last saw each other, it surely felt like it. The last time you saw him was at his graduation, one week after you finished junior year. Currently, almost two years had passed since you yourself were done with school.
“Y/n, wow. I haven’t seen you in ages, how are you?”
“Good, good, I’m good” you huffed, getting ready to fish the money for the ticket out of your purse. “You work here?”
“Yeah. I’m a bartender but something came up and our guy had to leave for a bit. I’m just covering for him.”
“Oh, ok. Cool”
“Did you come for the concert? It’s about to start”
“Yeah, mhm. I know I’m a bit late.” you said, picking out the dollars out of your purse one by one. When you decided your bag should be cute and fit your outfit rather than actually be useful, you didn’t imagine you’d have to embarrass yourself like this. “Here’s 7 dollars-” you mumbled handing him the money, “Wait, I have three more, just give me a second”
“Y/n…” Eddie said as he hesitated to take it from you. “It’s 30 dollars.”
“30 what?” you gasped. “I thought it was 10”
“It was 10, until like an hour ago. You should’ve bought it in advance, tickets are always more expensive at the door”
“You must be kidding me” you cried, “I can’t pay 30$ for a concert of a band I barely even heard about”
“Then don’t” Eddie chuckled, “It’s not that big of a deal, it’s only going to last one hour tops”
“Yeah but my friend likes the vocalist. I promised her I’d be there”
“Then pay?”
Instead of going back to explaining why you really didn’t feel like doing that, you straightened your back and grinned. “Eddie…”
“I’m not interested," he laughed in a heartbeat, fully aware of the tactics you might want to try on him.
“Free ice cream for the whole month!” you belted, grabbing his shoulder to help you get your point across. “You know you can’t say no to that”
“I never even bought ice cream from your shop, Y/n, no”
“Two months!”
“Baby girl, buy the ticket or wait for the concert to end. I can’t just let you in”
“Yes, you can” you scoffed, stomping your foot against the floor. “Since when do you care about the rules?”
“Since my job is at stake, sweetheart”
“Who’s gonna know? Right, no one. So pleeeeease, Eddie! Pretty please with a tiny and sweet cherry on top?”
He was thinking about it, it was obvious the wheels were turning. His eyes traveled along the length of your body as he licked his lips, and that gave you hope. But unfortunately, when he looked back up into your eyes, he shook his head, “I’m sorry, I can’t”
“You can” you pouted, “You just don’t want to”
Eddie tapped his chin, “I guess that’s true. There’s nothing in it for me, so…”
“Asshole!” you giggled and hit his side. “Just tell me what you want, you got it”
“Anything I want?”
“Anything!”
“Anything, anything?” Eddie laughed.
“Just say it, you jerk”
But he didn’t really say it. What he did however was lean behind his little desk and then stand back up with a small camera in his hand. With one eyebrow raised, he motioned with his head to one of the small back rooms to the side, and that should’ve been your cue to at least try offering him ice cream again. 
"I can't believe I'm doing this" you nervously giggled as you placed your purse on one of the chairs you found laying around. More things crossed your mind while you took your jacket off but you kept quiet, only turning around to face Eddie when you were left in your tank top and skirt. "This is stupid. I'm being stupid, right?"
"It's just a little bit of fun" he smiled, moving the camera from one hand to the other. "You absolutely don't have to do it if you don't feel comfortable"
"Comfortable getting naked for a stranger to take pictures of me?" you laughed in disbelief.
"Are you?"
His raised eyebrow and the confidence he had made you unconsciously rub your thighs together. "Don't hold this over my head, ok?"
"It's just a few pictures, Y/n, no big deal"
"I know" you pouted and crossed your arms in front of your chest. "But I don't want you to think I'm a slut or something. I don't do stuff like this"
"There's a beginning for everything, sweetheart. What if you end up loving it and want to take more?"
"Yeah, right" you rolled your eyes and felt a very strong urge to look anywhere else but at him. "Ok, how do you want them?"
He thought about it for a second. "Take your top off, we'll see from there"
The little bit of conscious thinking still present inside your mind had a very hard time accepting just how fast your hands worked to remove your shirt. The second that piece of clothing went over your head, your cheeks started burning and a very painful but familiar feeling awakened in your core. Half naked and maybe a little bit confused, you turned to look at Eddie - who was grinning from ear to ear, getting ready to snap the picture. 
"Say cheese!"
You didn't say it, but you did straighten your back, smiled, and even put on a cute pose with your hands beside your cheeks. 
"You've done this before?" Eddie laughed after taking the picture as he waited for it to slip out of the device.
"No, why?"
He quirked an eyebrow. "It's a nice picture"
"Let me see" you said and bubbled over to him, looking at the picture as it exited the camera. "Oh, yeah. You're right! It really is cute"
"Told you, sweetheart" Eddie grinned and grabbed your chin.
You instinctually followed and tilted your head up to look at him, shame spreading across your body as you reveled in his little words of praise. "What next?"
"Bend over that desk over there"
Without as little as a hint of hesitation, you walked over to the desk, planted your chest on top of it and pushed your skirt up over your ass. 
"See why I'd think you've done this before?" he laughed and slapped your ass. "I didn't even tell you to lift your skirt"
"You were about to anyway, I'm just ahead of you"
"Such a good, little girl" 
As much as you hated to admit, the way he groped your ass, and his fingers - rough and digging into your skin, it all made you squirm under his touch. You remained motionless and sat there quietly, only your feet wobbling a bit from the uncomfortable position as you allowed him to do his thing. "Can I take these off?" Eddie asked, his pointer finger already hooked behind the little piece of fabric that covered your cunt. 
"Yeah, mhm" you nodded eagerly. "Do what you want"
Maybe you shouldn't have said that. But a part of you forgot about the concert and was too focused on Eddie's touch, on his presence behind you, the fact that you couldn't see him making all your senses go off the rails. 
But a deal was a deal and Eddie wasn't about to break it… that much. After pushing your underwear to the side, the cold air hit your already heated and sensitive core. "Can I see how wet you are, doll?"
You nodded. 
And his finger slipped right in, knuckle deep, his big, silver ring barely visible between your damp, puffy folds. 
"How about two?"
"...ok"
"Three? Can you take three?" Eddie asked, slipping his fingers inside without wasting time to hear your answer. 
A soft moan broke past your lips and your back arched the way he was filling you up, little tears of pleasure gathering at the corners of your eyes. "Eddie" you cried.
"Yeah, puppy?" 
But only a grunt escaped your throat as you let your forehead fall against the desk. 
When he didn't get an answer from you, he just chuckled and the next thing you heard was the sound of the camera going off. 
"Cute" Eddie said, retracting his hand from your pussy. 
The sudden feeling of emptiness made you whine, "That's all?"
"What? Did you want more?"
"I- I thought-" you mumbled, turning around to face him, "I thought you were gonna, I don't know…"
"Do you want me to, doll?"
The way the words almost slipped out of your mouth was pathetic. But you managed to control yourself, and just pushed yourself up and shook your head. "No" you lied. And he could tell. 
"You sure, kitten?"
"Yeah, no. Just take the next pic"
"Ok, last one, sweetheart. Can you get on your knees for me?"
Still visibly disappointed with how he left you hanging, you wordlessly kneeled in front of him. Your hands flew up to grip his thighs and your head fell back, your eyes on his. "Like this?"
"Exactly like that, puppy. You're so good, you know that?" Eddie said, nonchalantly licking your juices off his fingers. "And you taste so sweet, baby"
"Thank you" you weakly smiled as he caressed your cheek. "What, um… what do I do now?"
"Open wide for me, just like that. Can you stay like this for a bit?" Eddie commanded. 
All you could do was nod and follow him with your stare, your heart nearly beating out of your chest when he lowered himself in front of you and grabbed your chin. 
"Do you like this?" 
Yes. No. Fuck, you squeezed your eyes shut for a second then then, much to his absolute pleasure, nodded yes. 
The sheer embarrassment you felt from not being able to answer him as your mouth hung open made the pressure between your legs grow even more unbearable. You wanted him to do something, anything, touch, or at least talk to you, but he just left you there, hanging pathetically and waiting. 
"How about this for the last picture?" Eddie questioned and then shoved his fingers into your mouth. Ring deep and with no warning, he forced your jaw open as he pushed his fingers as far as they could go, making your eyes snap wide open in shock. 
"Easy, sweetheart. Stay still for me, ok? Don't fight it"
But it was impossible, with your airway partially blocked and your gag reflex threatening to act up, your hands found his wrist and squeezed as all you could do was look up into his eyes. 
"Do you like being like this, angel? All good and dumb for me?" 
Your answer came in the form of a blink, your eyebrows also arching upwards, before a cough broke in the back of your throat.
"Easy, doll. Slow down, stop fighting it. Relax, you can do it, you can do it, baby" but he was not helping you, instead pushing down harder onto your tongue, making your eyes water from the lack of oxygen. 
But still, you didn't try to fight him, to pry his hand away or to even distance yourself. You just stood there, choking on his fingers, painfully awaiting the moment he'd figure you'd had enough. 
While he didn't let you off easily, when your throat constricted around his fingers again, he finally retracted his hand. Drunk on the so dearly needed breath of fresh air that rushed down your throat, you fell forward, your cheek against his thigh as you struggled to regain your composure. 
"So good for me, puppy. You listen so well" Eddie cooed, brushing your hair as you refused to pull away from your leg. 
"Eddie…" you pouted, "You didn't take the picture"
"That's ok, doll. How are you? Are you good?"
Still unwilling to move, you nodded against his leg. "Yep"
"What do you want to do next, sweetheart? You can choose for the last picture"
"I don't wanna choose" you shook your head, "Just tell me what to do"
"Is there nothing you want, angel? Not even one thing that crossed that pretty, little head of yours?"
"No"
"Then open up for me again, sweetheart" 
Lazily, you shuffled to the side and settled back into your position on your knees in front of him. This time, he only pried your mouth open a little bit, much for the aesthetic of it all, his fingers on your tongue and his heavy rings against your bottom lip. 
When he brought the camera up, you looked directly into the lens, eyes wide and soft, as you were all but drooling. The way you squirmed once you heard the click of the camera was probably pathetic, but he enjoyed it and you wanted more.
"That's enough" Eddie said, placing the device to the side and squatting down in front of you. "Can you swallow for me?"
You blinked in confusion but burned with enthusiasm, almost moaning out loud when you saw him tower over you and spit down onto your awaiting tongue. 
You didn't question it, didn't even flinch, you just closed your mouth and swallowed as he told you. 
Once done, Eddie helped you up and waited for you to change. Back out at his little security desk, you waited patiently for him to put the yellow bracelet around your wrist. "Thank you"
"Pleasure doing business with you, doll"
Despite rolling your eyes, you couldn't also hide the way your lips curled at the little pet name, suddenly getting to you in a way half an hour ago you couldn't have even imagined. 
"Come with me to the bar, I'll fix you something to drink. On the house" 
"Where was this generosity before?" you teased and stepped inside as he held the door open for you. 
"Don't push it," he playfully threatened. Once inside, Eddie grabbed your hand and guided you back behind the bar. "What do you want to drink, sweetheart?"
You knew what you wanted, but the annoyed looks of the people impatiently waiting their turn distracted you. Eddie noticed it in a heartbeat, the distress in your eyes saying it all. 
"Fuck them" he scoffed, raising his middle finger in their direction as he shielded you with his body. "Just tell me what you feel like drinking"
"Um, a screwdriver, please"
"Coming right up" he said and got to work, only to have you follow him closely like a lost puppy. Too many pairs of judgemental eyes still followed your every move, and without Eddie's attention on you, they felt even more intrusive than before. 
"Eddie, I want to pay for it" you said as you opened your purse, "I feel bad"
"I'm not taking your money, Y/n"
"They're looking at me as if I've committed a crime. I'm not going out there with my free drink that I didn't even have to wait for. Just take my money, Eddie, please!"
That sounded like it pissed him off. Not you, though. They did. You sounded genuinely worried, and he didn't like that. After he finished making your drink, Eddie placed it in front of you and then turned to face the customers. "Before you all get your panties in a bunch, she didn't cut to the front, you're waiting to get served by my colleague, I haven't even started my shift. And even if she had cut in front of you, that would've been fine too, because I said so. If any of you even looks at her the wrong way, you're getting kicked out and banned. Thank you!"
Despite his rant having done its job perfectly since no one dared comment or even keep staring, you barely found it in you to look at him. "Eddie… you didn't have to do that"
"If anyone bothers you, come find me" he said, as if he hadn't even heard you. He just grabbed your glass and placed it between your hands, "Go enjoy the concert, sweetheart"
"Thank you" you meekly said.
"No problem, doll" he grinned and slapped your ass as you turned to walk away. 
Luckily enough with the soundcheck and stage preparations, you managed to find your friends before the second song even started. 
While the music wasn't necessarily your favorite, you still danced your soul out and used the little breaks between songs to listen to your friend vent and fangirl over the vocalist. Tall, long hair and a leather jacket - another thing whose appeal you didn't think you'd see any time soon. 
But the whole thing turned out to be a blast, no one interrupting your dancing sessions and by the time the concert was over, you were all spent, barely able to maintain your balance on your aching feet. 
After collapsing in the nearest booth you found available, one friend who made the happiest choice of the night regarding the shoes and chose a pair of sneakers, sacrificed herself and made her way to the bar while you all waited for her at the table. 
Mostly, the conversation circled around everyone's surprise with how enjoyable the concert actually was. A few other topics had been touched, such as whether they'd party at this bar or not, or if any of the members were single, but when the subject of the price rolled around, you felt personally attacked. 
Without explaining, you excused yourself from the table and stomped your way to the bar, walking behind it like the place belonged to you.
"Eddie, I need to talk to you"
"Not now, sweetheart. I'm a bit busy" he hurriedly spoke, unable to even look at you as he balanced 7 shot glasses between his hands. 
"Now, Eddie!"
"It's gonna have to wait, have a seat" he huffed and dragged a stool over to his side of the bar. "Wait" 
The only thing that kept you from making a scene right then and there was the number of people that were waiting for their drinks. And while you would've very gladly given Eddie a hard time, those people had nothing wrong. So, with a pout and a frown on your face, you sat down and proceeded to wait. 
"What's wrong? Can you tell me what happened?" Eddie eventually said in between orders, still visibly busy and not giving you all the attention you required.
"No" you crossed your arms, "Not like this"
"Did something happen?" he questioned, sounding genuinely worried. He threw the towel in his hand over his shoulder and leaned closer, softly touching your thigh as he spoke. "Tell me if-"
"I'll hit you" you snapped and shoved him. "Take a break"
And that was what he did. As soon as he got a little window of time, he asked his colleague to cover for him and then guided you out from behind the bar, and over to a more secluded corner.
"Ok, what happ-"
"Asshole!" you slapped his cheek - as hard as you could but nowhere near hard enough to do any real damage. "Fuck you!"
"Whoa!" Eddie gasped as he recoiled from the blow, instantly grabbing your wrist to stop you from delivering another blow. "What the hell happened?"
"30 dollars!? You lied to me!"
"Oh, that…"
"Yes! That! You're a fucking asshole!"
"Hey, now. Don't go there" Eddie calmly said, arms going up in a defensive position despite still holding onto your hand. "It was just a bit of fun. You had fun too, didn't you?"
"That's not the point"
"You didn't deny it!"
"Asshole!" you snapped again, this time using your free hand to hit his side. But he grabbed onto this wrist too, pulling you closer to him despite your protests. "Eddie, let me go!"
"No, you're gonna hit me again"
"Yes, I am. You lied to me"
"Ok, I lied" he raised his shoulders and rolled his eyes, "So what? We both had some fun, and you got in for free and also got a free drink. I think it's fair"
"No, it's not fair!" you tried to free yourself but his grip was iron strong. "It's not fair because it wasn't 30 dollars, you lied!"
"It was still 10 dollars, which you didn't have to pay, now did you?"
"I would've paid 10 dollars!"
"But you didn't. I saved you some money. I think you should just thank me, doll" 
"You're unbelievable" you scoffed, turning your head to the side so that you wouldn't have to look at him. 
Eddie however, had a different idea. As he let your wrists go, he cupped your cheeks into his hands so that you'd face him. Despite the annoyed look on your face, your hands traveled up to his sides, grabbing onto his leather jacket as he held you close. 
"Come on, you can't really be upset with me right now, sweetheart."
"Well, I am," you frowned. 
"I'm sorry, dove. It wasn't my intention. I never meant to upset you"
"You wouldn't have lied if you didn't want to upset me"
"I didn't think you'd find out" he chuckled, which deepened your frown. "Hey, look at me" 
"No" you pouted and turned your head to the side, making Eddie have to lean from left to right multiple times in order to meet your eyes.
"Angel, look at me, come on"
"No, Eddie, leave me alone!" you protested, but the smile was audible in your tone. He knew he got to you. 
"Hey, come on. Look at you, all smiling"
"I'm not smiling!" you said, trying to sound serious, but eventually giggled when you finally looked at him.
"There you go! That's my girl!" Eddie laughed and brought you closer, "You forgive me, doll, right?" he asked, lightly rubbing your chin with his thumb.
"No"
"You're a bad liar, sweetheart. I think you didn't even mind in the first place, did you?"
"I did!"
"Then why were you so wet for me, huh?" he grinned.
"I'm mad you lied to me" you sighed, not showing any signs of wanting to distance yourself from him anymore. "You didn't have to do that"
"How was I supposed to know you'd say yes?"
"You should've asked!"
"I'm sorry, baby. I really am" he said softly and then nudged your forehead with his. "Kiss me to make it better?"
"I don't want to kiss you, Eddie, I'm still upset"
"No, you're not" he laughed and leaned in, his lips brushing against yours a couple of times until you couldn't help it anymore. 
"You're an asshole, you know that?" you shook your head in disbelief, unable to contain your nervous laughter. But despite your words, you were still pressed against him, your hands on his waist and your lips inches away from his. 
"I'm fun, sweetheart. Just kiss me"
"Ok, but you're not going to lie to me again!"
"Never!" he swore, all wide eyed and not at all grinning as he did so. 
But you didn't pay too much attention. That promise, however empty, was enough for you to feel completely content with going in for a full kiss. He welcomed you fully, one of his hands finding your ass in no time, squeezing hard enough to bruise. But it only riled you up further as you clung onto him, breathing him in with every single brush of your tongue against his. 
"Ah! My lipstick!" you whined as you pulled away for air. 
"It looks alright, it didn't smudge, don't worry" Eddie smiled, looking at you in awe as you tried to make sure your lipstick didn't get all over your face. 
"The girls said it's blowjob proof, I guess they were right" you giggled when you saw no color transferred to Eddie's lips or your fingers. "That's 5 dollars well spent" 
"See?" Eddie grabbed your ass as he proudly spoke, "And now, thanks to me, you can get two more. I can even help you try them all out. Multiple times, see if they really are blowjob proof."
"How nice of you" you mocked.
"I know, right?" Eddie chuckled and then kissed your temple. "I have to go back to work now, though. You can hang out with me, if you want"
You were about to follow him, but right before he reached the bar, you tugged his sleeve. "Eddie? Can I ask for a favor?"
He blinked in curiosity. "Sure, sweetheart. What is it?"
"You know I told you I have this friend who likes-"
"Who likes the vocalist, yes, I remember"
"Yeah, well… I was wondering if you could introduce them?"
"Yeah, doll. No problem" Eddie said and looked around, "I think they're still in the back, come with me"
And you did. You followed him wordlessly and reveled in the privilege of walking through the "employees only" door. The dark and sticky corridor Eddie dragged you through had absolutely no reason to make you feel as important as it did, but you loved it. And once outside, in the parking lot you yourself had crossed earlier on your way to the concert, as you and Eddie approached the band's van, you still managed to feel important, as if there was business to attend to.
Even talking to the band you couldn't care less about felt empowering, especially the way each member went to shake your hand as Eddie did the introductions. But despite all of them being nothing but a happy and laid back bunch, you still felt the need to cower behind Eddie as he conversed with the vocalist.
Even though they were all heading inside for some well deserved post concert drinks, Eddie made sure to mention the one fan the man absolutely had to meet. 
"This one?" the vocalist, whose name you found out to be Joe, or Joey, asked, pointing at you.
Your eyes went wide, but Eddie only chuckled. "No, she's with me. It's one of her friends, though. She's inside" 
While the band still had a few minutes worth of organizing to do, you and Eddie headed back towards the bar. 
"I'm with you?" you giggled, almost feeling the need to cover your mouth at how giddy his words made you. 
"Aren't you?" Eddie laughed.
"I guess I am" you smiled and resumed your spot on the chair he had brought for you earlier. "Can I help you with stuff? Or is that allowed? I don't know"
"Everything's allowed, sweetheart, but don't worry. Enjoy yourself, I don't need any help. Sit there and be pretty for me"
"I can do that" you wiggled your legs in the air. "And thank you for speaking to Joey. She's gonna be so happy, I'm never going to hear the end of it"
After sending you a knowing smile, Eddie put his arm around your shoulders and kissed your forehead, "Anything for you, sweetheart"
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yasuosexual · 2 months
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Okay I'm sorry if this was already requested? but I want to know how they would seduce the wol? (thancred, urianger, aymeric, haurchefant and estinien once again sorry if this was already requested I have a hard time keeping up with things)
HOW TO SEDUCE ~~~ ZOO WEE MAMA !! no worries love, this hasn’t been done yet!
also i totally just realized that urianger is on my request list like i forgot he was ever there… oopsie :3
warnings: 18+, swearing
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THANCRED:
- thancred is always trying to be on that type timing shit like this man comes up with the most creative ways to seduce you
- one time for your nameday he wrapped himself in satin ribbon… so you could unwrap him later. he was your birthday present (how romantic…)
- his favorite way to turn you on is to sneak up from behind and breathe gently on the back of your neck. if he’s feeling extra frisky, he may even give you a little nibble or a whisper in the ear.
- when he plans his surprise attacks, he always makes sure to be dressed in his tight small clothes and he never wears a shirt. gotta make sure you can see what you’re about to get ;)
AYMERIC:
- aymeric is not the best when it comes to trying to seduce you. his attempts typically elicit a long laughing session followed by rough sex.
- his favorite way to seduce you is by touching you. touching you so gently and in the right spots, making him absolutely impossible to resist.
- and the thing is, aymeric will do this anywhere. he definitely doesn’t understand how worked up you get. doesn’t matter if it’s in his office or at home, or somewhere in ishgard… he knows how to push your buttons.
- you try to show him your sexual frustration when he touches you this way, but it always ends up with you straddling his lap, begging him for more.
HAURCHEFANT:
- mr romantic here loves to give massages. massages to work out that knot that’s been bothering your neck, but also massages to get you riled up ;)
- will always try to play it off as “just want to help you feel better” but you both know that isn’t the case.
- it’s when he gets you shirtless and laying down on the bed that he really gets frisky. loves to work his hands up and down your body- not ignoring your sore neck… but there’s other places that need touched too.
- haurchefant never neglects your sore areas, in fact he makes sure that he’s massaged them greatly before moving on to the rest of you.
- he won’t let you massage him because it’s his job to make you feel better, but every time he does you both always end up fucking multiple times that night:)
ESTINIEN:
- seduction? not his strong suit… most people feel seduced just by looking estinien in the eyes so he’s never really had to try until you (he tries his best!!!)
- his favorite tactic, albeit simple, is to push you down onto the bed and kiss you slowly from your neck down to your lower abdomen.
- it’s simple, but it yields reward. he loves it when you beg for him to stop kissing around and just dive in!
- it always ends the same way— your face down in the pillows and ass up. no mercy will be shown tonight :)
URIANGER:
- mr romantic (again..) loves to set the scene before you’re even aware he’s wanting a piece of you. like prepare for the night of ur life !!
- it’s always when you least expect it too. you’ll come home to get in bed and of course he’s got a light incense burning and some candles in your room…
- he’ll usually come up from behind you, pulling you into his embrace. with a few kisses on your cheek and a few guiding steps later, he has you on the bed.
- you realize how turned on you are once he’s got you in bed— his fingers soaked with your lust created by such a small gesture from him:)
celly
wow i try to write the same for everyone but i went a little crazy on the haurchefant one…
thank u for this rq love this was fun! i hope u enjoy this awful wonderful monday and have a great week!
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alligaytorswamp · 4 months
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i've seen few posts of kaeya and childe together on ur blog. And i'm kinda curious on why ur fascinated by this ship
"few posts"?? 😭
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asdjhkajlhdjjshslkda sorry it's just this ship takes up too much of my personality to be just "few posts of kaeya and childe together" 😭😭😭
ERM ANYWAYS... AHHAHAJDSKASD
uhhh 1. i am not the guy to give good explanations for any ship im crazy about 2. bad memory and inability to talk eloquently be damned
i'd say that first of all they just *feel* right. which is -naturally- subjective as shit i just can see them interact, i can see the potential in their dynamic, kinda like... they have enough in common but also plenty of stuff they would have different opinions on. and all of it matches nicely where it's not "people who wouldnt get along due to crazy differences in morals and worldviews", it's more like "compatible people, whose differences can actually help them improve themselves"
uhhh ofc the whole abyss thing, kaeya being part of tartaglia's trial, hydro+cryo swag, them both being excellent big bros, etc etc (i probably am forgetting smth important) all of which helps me pretend they are real and canon
idk really how to explain it, it's just very real to me, and most of it i can only astral project into ur brain through vivid hallucinations i have about their interactions
and if i had to talk about my *personal* taste and why chaeya hits so hard, well it's just my fav "trope", where a character i don't care that much about (tartaglia) is simping HARD for the character a love (kaeya) LMAO i loveee seeing love fucking up imaginary people ok, AND my fav gets to receive all the attention teehee ^_^ (all of this is naturally kind of a joke, and only the surface level of what i think or i like about this ship)
maybe i could come up with more "reasons" .. errr.. tartaglia is crazy, but kaeya could handle that easily and make him better AND worse their banter would be immaculate, like u know they could have annoying fake conversations about weather and work with vague jabs and threats and somehow it's them flirting, but then also!! them talking fr?? being all fucking honest??? bruh. a man dedicated to his country and a man who had to question where he even belongs? wOooOOoOOw... angsty! deep! fascinating! now also take tartaglia's loyalty/dedication and throw all of it at kaeya? wow. have anyone ever gone crazy for kaeya like tartaglia could?? i need that and i think kaeya deserves that both are good with kids.... augh.... like consider all the 'political' tension there may be and them being on guard since this other guy lowkey highkey could be an enemy and then they both interact with klee. and like. WOW. no way this guy suddenly showing so much of his sweet and caring side?? 2094893 injured and 1 dead (it's me) ohhh they have such hardcore slowburn potential too... bc DENIAL ... and they shouldnt even like each other, but when they talk the sparks are fucking speeding thru and the flirting happens so naturally and oopsy daisy they are now casually writing each other letters totally insisting that all of it is to get some secret information out of the other but both long forgotten what that secret info even was AAAA ah.. there is just so much............... i could have written many novels of just my incoherent thoughts about them 😔
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doyouevenshipbr0 · 1 month
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i just finished live action avatar the last airbender. buckle up. obv spoilers incoming.
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honestly just gonna list the good and the bad and give a number rating at the end. this will be long. also THIS IS JUST MY OPINION!!!! nothing i say is right or wrong. dont hurt me.
the good
sokka (ik this is controversial bc of his actor okokokok im js purely from a performance standpoint he ate)
zuko (absolutely devoured)
fight scenes!!!! obv not as good as the animated (we knew this) but i still enjoyed
zhao!!!!!! do not sleep on him he killed this!!
KIYOSHI!!! ARE U KIDDINGGG
overall loved the focus on avatars other than roku
suki/suki and sokka
attack on the air nomads… ik it was unnecessary and a little hard to watch but still was v interesting
azulaaaaa and the fact that we see her this season. LOVE this addition. also the way they added her was veryyyyy well done. didnt feel forced.
bumi/how they handled the bumi arc in general. some parts i actually like better than the og. like how aang knew he was bumi right away. makes way more sense to me.
sokka and katara has some very sweet and genuine moments
aang and gyatso reunion awwww
omg. the “twist” with the 41st division that zuko accidentally saved becoming his crew. the bestttttt change that they made. i loved this. something so small but felt SO impactful.
yue/sokka and yue. this is a BIG one bc i think the original show really lacks with how they wrote yue and especially her relationship with sokka. i think it was a lot better here.
when zhao admits at the end he was working w azula and that ozai was just using zuko to motivate azula. omg. that was such a cool thing they added
and now. the bad.
aang. JDHSKSJDJ SORRYYYY dont care! he got better as the show went on. overall acting wasnt great and the writing for him definitely did not help
katara OOPSIES HEHEHE sorry but again same thing. kind of a dull performance. where is her PASSION?!?! wanted to like her so bad bc katara is my girl and this girl was giving katara on paper but the performance was just kinda bleh. didnt hate but DEFINITELY did not love.
costumes. dying on this hill i do not care. it was giving spirit of halloween. and some of these wigs…. yue’s wig? azula’s fuck ass pieces hanging out? HOW MAI AND TY LEE LOOKED IN GENERAL?! ouch
^in general mai and ty lee did not need to be here at ALLLLL. def shouldve waited till s2 for their appearances.
where is the silliness? where is the humor? hardly tried to embody the fun spirit of the original and when it did it failed miserably.
gran gran saying the thing. that’s katara’s thing.
too much exposition dumping.
first ep was by far the worst imo. how sokka and katara came across/met aang? WOW what a let down holy shit.
they should’ve kept it as aang running away from the southern air temple. not that he went for a late night drive with appa. dont care that this is a small thing. it is a HUGE part of aang’s character.
idk how to word this one and i think ppl would disagree anyways. but they are making iroh too obviously “good”. ykw i mean? when we first meet him, we know he’s not like the rest of the fire nation but we still don’t truly know where his morals lie. this show made it too obvious too soon.
why did katara never train w pakku?? that makes 0 sense. i understand she was mostly self taught throughout s1. but the whole thing was that: yes, katara was good before pakku, but when she finally did get a master, she became EXPONENTIALLY better and really came into her own. i am not buying that she becomes the master katara we know and love without learning from pakku. so unrealistic. when zuko says “u found a master” and she said “yes ur looking at her”. oh girlboss feminism u are going to HELL!
would like to take a moment to say^^^ i am a feminist ok. do nottttt get it twisted. but girlboss feminism is brainrot.
aang. did not bend. a single drop of water. are u fucking KIDDING ME? that was nuts.
really felt like if u did not watch the original series, this show would feel SO all over the place and u would have so many “wtf is happening” moments. the whole omashu shit was kind offfffff a mess. i see where they were going and why they were doing that but in hindsight after the fact i was like… if i knew nothing ab this show that would have been the most confusing clusterfuck.
and i think my biggest/most general complaint that i already talked about that i will briefly touch on: trying to do too much. why are we putting in characters and plot points that do not come till seasons 2-3 and are completely unnecessary now (secret tunnel, wan shi tong, swamp-kinda episode, etc.)
final thoughts?
it was enjoyable. i cannot deny that. landscapes were gorgeous. fights were well choreographed and looked GOOD. some changes were genuinely made for the better, and even changes that i do not necessarily think were better, i could respect the creativity of some changes and understood why they were there. but overall, as most live action remakes go, this was a flat portrayal of one of the greatest pieces of fiction of all time that suffered from some overly ambitious ideas and dull writing with little to no sense of whimsy. while some performances exceeded expectations, others that were crucial to the integrity of this show really disappointed me.
overall: 6.6/10. this number is completely subject to change.
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Like a puppet controlled by strings ; let's see what your future brings.
a/n: tartaglia hours! emotional about my 2nd favorite war criminal on this cold evening. i wanted him since i've started playing genshin, losing the 50/50 both times on his 2 banners i could wish on. the MOST self-indulgent thing i've written is this. ~0.9k words. one dash ( - ) is time skip. the fic itself is inspired by a song i was listening to, it's mostly sfw.: HMLTD - Satan, Luella & I cw: gn reader, angst to comfort/fluff. extreme jealousy, stalking and depression are mentioned. childe's also incredibly insane, and with that insanity comes how crazy he is for reader, oopsies. some diluc slander lol, actually somewhat proofread wow, sagau/creator reader, not my villain version, just a general soft one. for the most part, he and some others only hear your voice. towards the end, you get reborn in Teyvat, the usual, and it turns into fluff there.
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He has wondered many times, in every waking moment where he wasn't doing a mission. Every second, minute, day, month, year. Do they feel that same constant whisper of "wantedness" in a similar intensity? It seems that they don't. It's a steep hill, don't let it get to your head, you'll fall down - some would say to him. Being controlled unwillingly is so very awful, nothing could compare. Embracing it, however, makes it a somewhat tolerable experience, even pleasant at times. He did not care for these cautionary tales from his acquaintances. Tartaglia wanted to be possessed by you, even if he could achieve it through unethical means, he'd do anything, even murder came to mind, many many times.
What a cruel play life has made him the helpless puppet of. The first time it happened, he was not too bothered, a little kid with the name Qiqi taking his place seemed to be no big deal, especially how happy you were to get a "healer", whatever that meant. Hearing the creator's laugh through an invisible barrier was all the acolytes wanted, how far they'd go to achieve it was wildly different, depending on where they stood morality-wise. The second time was harsh on him, though. Just seething with hate and envy when Diluc showed up instead of him. How much it amplified when you were so unsatisfied with him. The disappointment in your voice when the Darknight Hero showed up instead of him. How you only started controlling him many months later, made him enraged. Not believing that this feeling could be taken to heights more towering than the peak of Dragonspine, you did voice it to another friendly sacred voice, probably a friend of yours, he'd think, explaining how much you like him. Not the others. Him. How he's your favorite and it saddens you greatly how you can't have him just yet.
He compared this experience to being stuck in the abyss at a young age. Although the battles he had to fight for you were not physical, that's why he couldn't get out of them. This prison of his own making made him so very dull to everything, compared to before hearing your voice. A curse and a blessing at the same time. Light would shine in his eyes when he'd hear you talk about anything relating to him. Or when you'd fight him. He didn't care how you always won. How you used him for "testing", how team after team, he'd fall to his knees quicker and quicker. You unknowingly bewitched him. Your power hidden underneath layers and layers of kindness and tenderness, you managed to become his new, idolized, and majestic monarch to pray to. But the days when you had other matters to attend to, other people to take care of, he was so unbearably lonely. Being stuck in a mindset that would surely hurt him in the long run.
Diluc took the insignias that were for him, it would fill Tartaglia's cold heart with some twisted form of joy when the Darknight Hero seemed so horribly flawed against him, for some reason. You reviving Diluc meant more opportunities to prove himself to you, all the better. Xingqiu jacked the artifacts, that were not his. He was doing all those "big numbers" you were chasing after. He was quite alright with those 4 swords piercing his skin multiple times, since he was supposed to make others feel that pain, therefore it was technically for him, soon to be from him. Mona stole all of the mora and the cleansing hearts that came along with saving for him. Her strength was his, no doubt about it. He will take back all that he was robbed of. Both Amos' bow and the Rust are being used by not their rightful owners, but by that dammed fox Tighnari, and the ridiculous tengu woman, Kujou Sara hoarding what is rightfully his, like greedy beasts he'd want to slain. But he couldn't, since they had his weapon, he was just staring into space, he can't do anything but endure, and he will. Anything for you.
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But after meeting you in person, being one of the last ones, the gods trying to shield you away from the hostile and immoral Fatui, you two made eye contact in Liyue. You were everything he envisioned and more. He could only follow you around in secret and from afar to a certain degree without being discovered. Never being able to get a good look at you, he was shaking with excitement when he first properly saw you. The sheer warmth of your smile and the inviting wave of your hand made him almost collapse on the spot. All that suffering before this moment was worth it. What irony, that it was Zhongli accompanying you, he was about to get defensive when seeing Tartaglia coming towards you at a steady pace. Dismissing the geo archon's wary remarks, you hold out your hands for the harbinger to hold. "It's lovely to finally meet you, Ajax." Your hands are arguably the softest thing he has ever touched, he looks up to the sky to not start crying. Holding eye contact would be too much right now, he must not show any sign of weakness, now that you two have officially met. "I don't think I can let you go" - his voice cracks, but you seemed to have overlooked it. Probably out of mercy, he assumes. - "metaphorically, of course, uhm. I apologize - " You let go of his hands to embrace him into a hug. "Neither can I, my precious knight."
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nadziejastar · 2 months
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"Along with Lea, sneaks into the sage's castle and makes friends with a girl being used as a test subject (Isa)"
When our parenthetical expression was supposed to clarify that Saïx was Isa but we did an oopsie
LOL, I like that error. Isa is girly enough. It still drives me nuts how heavily it was implied that Isa was a test subject and then KH3 just said "haha NOPE!" It was actually some girl from Union X that was never mentioned until now. Like, wow. Way to throw away literally everything interesting about Saix.
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Xehanort was conducting experiments to create human puppets. In DDD Xemnas said, "Our experiments creating Heartless were attempts to control the mind". All the subjects besides Subject X suffered mental collapse. Saix has a big ass scar of death directly over his "mind's eye" which is the psychic eye that lets you see into other realities. He was the ONLY Organization member who could not see Xion as Kairi. And this had NOTHING to do with him being experimented on?
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The fact that Saix was so nasty to Xion was one of the most interesting things about him. Yes, he was jealous of how close Axel was getting to his new friends. But Roxas was arguably even closer to Axel than Xion was. Yet, he only singled Xion out for his worst abuse. Xion is described as a mirror that reflects the memories of the person looking at her. She didn't look like anything but a puppet to him. But to Saix, that was no different than looking in the mirror.
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Saix was a human puppet. In a figurative sense, he had no choice but to act subservient to Xemnas, who was the one pulling his strings. But he was also a puppet in a literal sense. He had the gold eyes and pointy ears, the same physical characteristics of his puppet master. Not to mention the gigantic scar across his face. Apparently, he could not even stand to look in the mirror long enough to style his hair.
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The only person that saw any value in him was Lea. But as far as Saix knew, Axel didn't have a heart and didn't have the capacity to feel anything for him anymore.
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Isa was branded with the sigil of a "recusant", a person who refuses to submit to an authority. Of course, to Xemnas, failing is the same as disobedience. So, Saix's scar was probably meant to be the mark of a failure. He was a twisted lunatic. His eyes glow yellow like a Heartless when he's berserk. Literally everything about him was designed with the backstory of being a test subject. One who was considered a "broken, defective failure" that would not wake up and that was disposed of in the Chamber of Repose. What does he even have left if you take that away from him?
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pitbullwithaship · 3 months
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DOCTOR WHO LIVEBLOG S2 EP14 (2006 CHRISTMAS SPECIAL)
Yay we get to see Donna now!!! I've heard this episode is great, but it is also an hour long. But hey that's the reason I started doing these liveblogs anyway so that I wouldn't get bored after three episodes and give up. AnyWHO time for a bandaid for my broken heart.
Donna!!!
The wedding dress is very pretty
Okay so that girl there is nasty then
LIGHT
WOT
Great first conversation guys truly
THE WOT
I love Donna so much
Love how they just continue staring out the doors
SLAPS HIM I LOVE HER
Sorrow
Aw Donna doesn't understand
His face awww
Slitheen reference
I'm not from Mars I love him
Yells at the driver omg lol
Great start to an episode, sprinting around
Oof the pilot fish hello
Oh dear
I love him he cares so much just randomly
EXPLOSIONS never good
I love Donna so much
YES YOU LOOK LOVELY I love him so much
They're so cute I love the they're best friends
I love the cuts between the story and what actually happened its hilarious
Aww they had the reception without her that's sad
Oh that's Nerys
Starts fake crying to get them to stop mood
Torchwood, seriously
Rose flashbacks, he's so sad and tragic
CHRISTMAS TREE
Dramatic music
That's a weird ass spider alien
4H SUMS YOU UP DOCTOR
I love Donna
Creepy green hallways yay
Very seriously stands on a scooter
I love Donna and the Doctor so much lol they're so cute
That's weird
Unheard of lol
SHE GLOWS
HE GOES ABSOLUTELY INSANE WHEN HE FIGURES IT OUT OMG LOL I LOVE HIM
I'm not about to lose someone else he's so sad and tragic
DINOSAURS
Dramatic hissing
Oh shit Lance what!!!
Aww poor Donna, that fucking sucks. I hate him now he hurt her feelings
Awww poor Donna don't cry girlie
Aww he's so soft to her now
I love him
Hydroplanes him with sci-fi shit
BACKSEAT DRIVER
Hey its the surfboard thingy
Oh dear
Oh spider lady is a jokester then
LANCE STOP BEING MEAN YOU FUCK
Okay so he's dead now
Oof
I love them so much they're hilarious
WATER
The itsy bitsy spider ran up the water spout...
He's so tragic
Wow that's a fragile ship
I love them they're the best friends ever
Oopsie
He's so soft I love him so much he's so cute and kind I love him Do You Understand
They're so cute I Love Them
ITS BEAUTIFUL AND ITS TERRIBLE I LOVE HER
Aww poor lonely doctor
Am I ever gonna see you again? OMG DEATH PAIN
If I'm lucky I love him so much he's so sad I want to hug him
She's very smart, really. Good at people I think
HER NAME WAS ROSE GRIEF
End note I am reminded every time that this show is completely and totally about grief and mourning and the necessity of change and moving on and living in the present and and and and it hurts me every time holy hell
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lovebvni · 4 months
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i got love! (motivations)
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oopsies my bad guys i know eyes r like scary to some people but for some reason, recently they’ve been a sign (the left is an older one from like a week ago, the right is from today) (that was as or typing the blog.. which was almost 2 weeks ago as it has been posted. i’ve seen more tho)
anyways! i wanted to make a blog on the things that have kept me going through the three years of being a reality shifter and working towards that goal of shifting
one thing i do want to say before we start, is the universe provides help, guidance and support when we’re feeling down. i genuinely believe i would not be this far into my shifting journey if it wasn’t for the universe + the tools they have given me. these are things that may also help you, but are not 100% guaranteed as we are different souls with different interests and understandings <3
anyways long blog ahead blah blah blah… 💀💀 LMAO OK
so, i’m neurodivergent and a really driven person. it isn’t easy for me to let things go either, but whenever i did feel like giving up or leaving shifting behind, here are some things i keep in mind.
love
wow i sound… dumb as hell 💀😔 LMFAOOSF OK BUT FR HERE i don’t have a good relationship w my parents, nor have i had… good experiences w exes (WHERE R MY BITCHES THAT ALWAYS FALL FOR THE TOXIC ONES🗣️💯‼️) anyways yeah. i remind myself that that’s the main reason i started this. i mean with love comes happiness, right?
2. my inner child
dude i feel like i’ve been having dreams abt shifting since i was a kid. i remember i was first introduced to daydreaming by my 2nd grade teacher, i’ve deffo had dreams abt being in different worlds, i’ve manipulated my daydreams, and more! there’s always been a “one-up” thing in this. dreams -> daydreams -> shifting. and i eventually learned/im learning how to do each of them.
i know i’ve been damaged since i was a child, i want born into a great place, but i can change where i am. plus, i’m someone who has always wanted to have superpowers n shit so like…. why the hell not?
3. friendships 🤭🤭
girl i lose friends like every other year, so why not have some i can talk to every day? i mean i wanna have fun, right? i want to be happy and talking to people and friends makes me happy
4. for others
dude i want people to be able to experience it he change, transformation and growth i have — along with sharing the successes. i believe every soul has the ability to change and mold into a better soul, so everyone should have that opportunity. i want to be able to teach and guide to goals and success. that’s one of the main reasons i stared this blog.
5. for understanding
i want to spiritually ascend, and get over my fears of it. so i want to experience it. that’s why im doing it, that’s why i do a lot of things. to experience and see the outcome.
that’s all i got for now! i may add to this blog, depending on what happens or if i think of anything else. but for now, im sleepy n i wanna get my drafts cleared. this is my last one 🤭
i love you all!! i hope this helps someone <3 666
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toodrasticallydumb · 5 months
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20 questions for fic writers
Oh! Hello! I was tagged by @pinkytoothlesso11 ! Thanks for thinking of me pinky! I’m kinda new to the whole fanfic scene so i really appreciate it! This was already a long list of questions to begin with but i fear i may have made it worse…
OH WELL HAVE FUN SPORT :}>
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
Unfortunately just 2, though I do plan to add a few more in the future as ideas flow. Might take me a minute ‘cause my schedule is just a little bit kinda sorta really swamped down with my main child which requires let me you, A LOT OF CARE DONT SIGN UP TO ADOPT KIDS PEOPLE IT’S NOT—
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
Phew. ummmm it changes very rapidly (because i’m a girl w suspected adhd and can NEVER be told to shut up) with every chapter but as of this moment is 228,665! wow! i don’t really know how great of a number that is but i’m sure it’s a lot! I told you I can never shut up! (-whispers- Hey kid, u want some dRuGs? i mean- an update? That itty bitty word count is about to take another not regularly scheduled mini-skyrocket so get ready for it ehehe ;})
3. What fandoms do you write for?
For now, just Trollhunters/Tales of Arcadia, mainly Trollhunters despite the fact that the first of the Tales of Arcadia shows that i watched and really enjoyed was actually 3-Below, but oh well my man is in Trollhunters sooooo oopsie but i DO have some random snippets of fics for Miraculous (rewrite), the Star Wars sequels (rewrite), Batman, some for the Dream SMP, and weirdly enough also Raya and the Last Dragon (rewrite). All of which i prolly wont ever post because i wrote them a while ago and yeaaaahhh not my best writing but if i get enough people other than my best friend wanting me to post them, i might…
4. What are your top five fics by kudos?
uhhhh i dont actually HAVE five fics to my name, so i’ll just…put em in order (w their long-ahh title names):
Trollhunter!Strickler: Destiny's Ill-fitted Chosen
'A MiStAkE' because I haven't updated in ages--A Stricklake month 2023 prompt collection
but i am so happy for the people who have left so many kudos on my work it really warms mah little heart ❤️
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
Yes. At first, I sorta struggled with it (who the heck am i kidding i STILL do) but since my fic USED to be two times a week updates i would feel like i couldn’t respond to a comment left after i posted a new chapter so i might’ve left some comments in the earlier days unanswered, super sorry. Nowadays i make it a point to reply back to everyone in the order that they commented in because (anxiety makes me think if i don’t respond they won’t comment anymore and know that i love reading their comments and that they’re so amazing for actually taking the time to write something back AND I DO LOVE IT I PROMISE IT JUST TAKES ME A WHILE TO RESPOND—) …because it’s pretty chill to geek out w em and see they liked stuff that i loved to write! I do have a backlog of comments to get to i just end up overthinking everything to match the person’s energy to be sure they know i love em.
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Unfortunately, i haven’t actually finished a fully-fledged fic to say it has the angstiest ending bUt definitely a contender would be chapter 1 of my 2023 Stricklake prompt collection because i just leave it on the sad note and don’t do anything about it because angst and because spoilers for my actual story fic that will eventually make it to that point.
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Happiest ending, huh? I like to say that most of the things i will/have chosen to write end happy/hopeful because i hate when books/tv shows end bittersweetly it’s like i have enough with life itself being bittersweet most of the time let me be happy LET THEM BE HAPPY. But that doesn’t exclude me from providing the proper banquet of angst that ends in caretaking, my absolute favorite trope.
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Oh heck no. I would be devastated honestly, but thankfully everyone who comments is always the sweetest and kindest people ever and really encourage me to keep going, for that i am only thankful.
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
No. Just no. I love romance but i am a minor, so i’ve never consumed smut nor intend to ever write it. Give me a soft romance and loving gestures, I can allude to greater happenings but not details.
10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?
I don’t, sorry. I don’t know something in me just doesn’t sit well with crossovers, for the life of me I don’t know why. Like genuinely i wish i could get into them but maybe it’s like food on a plate? i don’t like the foods touching each other so maybe the same rules apply??? yeah i’m drasticallydumb
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that i know of, no.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
I don’t believe so, and if someone did they’re in for a heck of a lot of work there…
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Nope! I’d like to sometime but i have no idea how one even goes about making a co-written fic, on top of which i am a very sporadic person in terms of motivation and random ideas produced by a song i’m listening to while writing.
14. What's your all-time favourite ship?
Stricklake obviously is a really big contender if not the winner, the ship that brought me to AO3, writing fanfics, and tumblr. But, if i had to pick other options i’d say Eugene and Repunzel from Tangled would be one of my ogs, another might be uhhh Chris and Aviva from Wild Kratts the og of the ogs.
15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
Chapter 3 of my stricklake 2023 prompt collection, it just has a lot of moving parts and me and my best friend are chronic procrastinators and with the month pretty far gone it might just end up sittin’ there for the foreseeable future 😞 but who knows
16. What are your writing strengths?
Phew, that’s a dozy mainly because i’m not super sure. I’d like to think one of my main strengths is descriptions and really putting you in the mind of the character, i don’t really like spelling things out and i like a little investigating to get you where u end up, u know? I like to think my writing FEELS a little more like a show on a page rather than a true book, most to blame would be my maladaptive daydreaming taking up a lot of time in my planning for my writing.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
Ah. How the turn tables. I would say that my weaknesses in writing mostly consist of me going a little *too* far into detail on meaningless things or making it too convoluted for people to understand, sometimes spelling it out is better in certain scenarios and i just really need to get myself past that. Another one i would say is that i go REALLY into detail not only in a sentence/chapter sense but also a complete STORYLINE sense, i hate time skips and i shoot myself in the foot wanting to completely document every moment of everyday w a character and hence it seems like a lot of time in universe hasn’t gone by. Trying to improve and grow tho 💪
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
Can’t wait to do more of it! Especially with Claire and her family (including NotEnrique) speaking spanglish w each other automatically mainly because i am hispanic and completely fluent in Spanish and live in a similar household so i just love to add a little ✨personalization✨ to my dialogue and interactions in that way. Other languages………….yeaaaahhh i’m not super good will prolly use google translate and hope.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Trollhunters, my gateway into AO3. HOWEVER. if you promise not to tell, the very first fandom i read/wanted to write a fanfic for was actually, as far as i can tell, Wordgirl. don’t ask why. don’t ask me how. it just kinda happened. But, officially, it’s Trollhunters. (maybe with a side of Warrior Cats).
20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?
Not hard at all! My pride and joy, my youngest baby in the grand scheme of my writing journey, Trollhunter!Strickler: Destiny's Ill-fitted Chosen! A surprise to absolutely NO ONE. It’s honestly so amazing to both write and see people read and enjoy as much as I do, he’s my little man ❤️ And doing so much rewriting and character growth and having so much written and planned for the future, it’s just my absolute fav
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enchantedwolfoon · 6 months
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SCP-173 & SCP-1471 in the Fall Fads outfits from ACPC🍁
(Stylised SCP-173 design by @ itchy.tendons on IG)
Original Upload Date: 18th of November 2020
I’ve still got a couple of artwork from October but I wanna post those closer to Halloween, I hope that’s fine. Also I’ve had this pairing of mine for like the past 3 years and I still have no idea what to call it. Also wow, 3 years? Last time I drew them was back in 2022 for Valentines Day 😭 oopsie hopefully I can bring myself to AT LEAST doodle them.
sorry for the long paragraph
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myckicade · 9 months
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*deep, heavy breathing*
TAAAAAAAAAZAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!
*screeching, squeeing, and panting*
OMFG, I didn't think we'd get that!! AT ALL!!!!!! Not a return, and certainly not him talking to Bishop, and EXTRA-CERTAINLY not them talking about making it PERMANENT?!?!?
Now, I just have to worry about LOSING THE BASTARD, AGAIN.
Sorry. I love Taza. Y'all know that.
*ahems* ANYWHO.
DO I HAVE TO BE RIGHT ABOUT SO MANY THINGS?! I fucking KNEW that it would be Bottles that would come up on the destruction of the Broken Saints. UGH. If his Amigo-... 😢🤧
Nope. Can't think about it. I just can't.
I'm also having trouble with the Hope fiasco. This has all, in a certain fashion, been for nothing for Letty, and that makes me very sad. This is just... Wow. That may have been the shittiest part of the whole episode.
Well, that, and, YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE CREEPER NEVER TOLD ANYBODY HE WAS OOPSIE-BANGING A COP?! WHAT DID THEY THINK HE WENT AWAY FOR?! FREE COVER-ALLS AND SOME MALE BONDING?!
*ahems, anew*
Jeez, Guero's not too bright a motherfucker, is he? He was rather endearing through his scenes, especially in the van with Bottles, but he's... Well. Let's just say that his youth was showing. 🤣.
I was Sofia would have just had out with it, by the way. Seriously. EZ's plenty dumb a motherfucker, too. Just, nowhere near as endearing as anyone else.
Also, GOOD ON MARCUS. Y'know, I often find myself yelling at characters, "Don't do it, dude! You're a young man!" Tonight, I instead found myself yelling, "Don't do it, Marcus!! You're NOT a young man!!" I hope he's out. I hope he's out, and safe, and away from all this shit for GOOD.
I also have a new pet unicorn flying in from the Virgin Islands at eleven. Stay tuned for further updates.
Ugh. UGH.
Oh, yeah. As much as I like Felipe, I'm glad Miguel got to say his peace. He's clearly covering for what he seems to know he missed out on, but I feel that cover is quite genuine. Sure, he's trying to hurt Felipe, but I think it comes from a place of his own hurt, and that's completely understandable.
I know a thing or two about family dysfunction, a'ight?
Speaking of. Poor Angel. CAN I GET A GROUP HUG FOR ANGEL??
As long as he doesn't end up with Letty. I give the fuck up on them ALL, it comes to that.
Until next week, y'all!
- MC
P.S. Hey!! EZ was finally honest, for once!!
And, because I almost forgot...
Fuck you, EZ. 🖕🖕
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lanayru-the-water-god · 8 months
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I have made some Lanayru lore. Please check the tags before reading, and enjoy! (1000 years before the rp quests)
Rewards for a Selfless Being: When the Water Goddess Gained a New Domain
During a rare trip to the Surface, a young Lanayru finds out that her sacred element can also kill. After abusing her power and injuring herself to save a young boy’s life, she gains a new domain: generosity.
Word count: 2021 (way longer than i thought oopsies)
Lanayru was only two centuries old, her silky blonde hair cut off below the shoulders, unlike the long and flowy locks of her present style. Never before had she left the Gods’ Realm to descend to the Surface below…and she wanted to try so desperately. The people she was blessing with clean, fresh water, the people who prayed to her for miracles and were forever grateful when she delivered…
It was her dream to meet them. Or at least see their beautiful faces, knowing she had fulfilled her duties.
One morning, as she smoothed out her hair in the mirror and slipped the golden rings on her fingers, she made her decision. She would go to the teleportation circle, near her beloved healing spring, and visit the Surface.
“Stand in the middle of the circle.”
She obliged, stepping her feet into the glowing white chamber, and closed her eyes.
“Now, be very careful down there…and when you wish to return, summon your symbol.”
She nodded her head in agreement. All she had to do was create the four raindrops above her hand and she would be home.
Easy enough…
For a second she felt light as a feather, the ground leaving her feet, and she was floating…floating?…and then her feet landed on something soft but firm.
She slowly opened her eyes, and for the first time she saw the land of the people.
Wow…this is amazing.
Just the mere sight of it all was enough to take her breath away.
The slightly tall grass tickled her ankles, and she let out a giggle. The sky was clear blue, more so than up in her Realm, and there was so much…green. So much vibrant color, in the flowers, the structures…everything.
She scanned the area, searching for any people, and close by to her left was a large body of water. Before she could even think, she found herself walking toward that water…the element she had spent her long life protecting. Her eyes were fixed on the shimmering blue waves, going in and out…in and out…
A lake.
Then she noticed…rather strange objects…what is that thing? Several of them bobbed out in the water, white with triangular shaped tops. Leave the precious water alone! Someone had built a long wooden platform that extended far out into the lake, and people were jumping off it happily, their cheers ringing out into the air.
Upon reaching the hill by the lake, she stopped to catch her breath.
Children were playing in the crystal-clear water, from the shallow waves all the way to the deeper area, their delighted laughs and shouts warming Lanayru’s heart. I have done well here, she assured herself, the water is clear…the kids are so happy. Nothing satisfied the Water Goddess more than giving happiness to her people. And now, she could finally see it firsthand.
An absolute dream come true.
She wondered if interaction was a possibility…could the people even see her here? Or would they think she was a human, like any other? Should she hide as another identity to avoid mass hysteria?
She let out a deep breath. Standing and observing was enough for now. In a little while she would summon her four raindrops and go back home.
Ah, the sweet smell of bliss…
As if out of nowhere, someone screamed.
Lanayru’s heart skipped a beat.
“Guys, look over there!!”
“He can’t swim! HE CAN'T SWIM!!”
“Is he…drowning??”
Drowning?
That certainly wasn’t a word she’d heard before.
A few of the people were pointing to a spot in the lake, isolated from where the other people were hanging out, and she turned her gaze to that area…
A pair of hands stuck out above the surface, thrashing and flailing.
Drowning.
People can die in water?
The others were moving toward the person, but their hands were sinking below the surface. It may have already been too late…
No.
Lanayru just couldn’t stand there and watch while someone lost their life to her beloved element.
“NO!!” she shouted, bolting toward the lake as fast as her dainty legs could take her. Your Healing Grace. It can fix this.
But she had only used it to heal herself. Never another being.
Several people dragged the poor man- or boy? out of the water slowly. His arms drooped limply even with the grip on each wrist, his eyes were closed…he was unmoving.
Before they finished maneuvering his whole body onto the murky sand, she was by his side. For a brief second, the other humans’ eyes met hers…and a young lady gasped.
“Is that…?”
“The Water Goddess??” another one added, her voice a high, surprised squeak. “That…that can’t be? One of the gods…right here??”
Lanayru tried her hardest to tune out the voices…she had a boy’s life to save.
Healing Grace, please emerge…let me use all your power.
She had never used all of it before. She didn’t even know if this would actually work…this power was limited for others, and in her Realm she never encountered anyone in need of healing, let alone a mortal. But she would do whatever it took, even if it was risking her own health, her own life…
Although Lanayru could never die. Not permanently, at least.
People were huddled around the boy now, checking for breathing, a pulse…any signs of life. Their shouts and pleas were frantic, and it all reduced to ringing in the Goddess’s ears as she held her hands out, glowing white with the precious healing magic.
Dropping to her knees, she shot her hands forward, all of the Healing Grace absorbing itself around the boy in a matching white glow, some of it entering through his nose, his mouth, even going straight through his chest.
Please work please work please work…
She had done everything she could now.
And the boy opened his eyes, gasping in a lungful of air as he coughed and spluttered, water gushing out of his mouth, and the others quickly crowded around him. It took a few more seconds for the Healing Grace to fully take effect…and the healthy pink color returned to his cheeks once more. He smiled softly, letting out a chuckle…it was almost as if the whole thing never happened.
Overjoyed shouts and relieved sighs rang through Lanayru’s ears, and she beamed happily.
It worked…
But a wave of fatigue overcame her, almost all at once.
Some of the people around the boy seemed to be thanking her, but she slowly took a few steps away. Each step was becoming harder to take as her shoulders sagged and her head lolled forwards…
No. She quickly snapped it back up, and the world spun around her.
He will be okay. Now summon your symbol.
As she sank to her knees, black dots creeping into the corners of her vision, she slowly held out her left hand, palm facing skyward.
Through her now fuzzy mind, it took the last remaining strength she could muster to swirl the magic around her hand, the four raindrops appearing in a cross shape. To her the drops were blurry and disoriented, merely swirling shapes and colors, but they were there nonetheless.
You did it.
With a sigh of relief, the Water Goddess let her eyes slip closed, her hand falling limp by her side.
The sea of emptiness slowly began to recede, marking Lanayru’s return to awareness. Her body felt weightless, as if she was floating through the sky.
Ever so slightly, she stirred, noticing the soft material underneath her. She could recognize the sensation anywhere...My bed.
She had made it home.
“Your Grace?” a soft, muffled voice called out. “Are you with me?”
Lanayru cracked one eye open, to see a blurry figure standing in front of her, before letting it droop closed again. She shifted, stretching out her arms with a satisfied hum…which came out as more of a mumble.
“Thank the Goddesses.” The voice- a Dweller- let out a sigh. “I mean, um…that includes you. If you weren’t immortal, you could have died.”
Really?
“That was an incredibly brave thing you did out there. I am delighted to tell you…the boy has been doing just fine; you saved his life.”
Finally, she could find the strength to open her eyes. When she did so, the Dweller’s short and slender form was much clearer.
“H-hi,” she muttered, giving him a weak smile.
“Hello,” he replied. “Welcome back, Your Grace.”
“How…how long?”
“You were asleep for…a long time.” The Dweller paused. “…Two months.”
Two months??
Her arms were weak and tired, but still she put her elbows in front of her body and hoisted herself up to sitting. As her messy golden locks swept around her pale face, she frowned slightly. Her hair was…different. Perhaps a bit longer.
“Oh yeah.” The Dweller continued with a chuckle. “Your hair grew out a little.”
“Well…that makes sense, I guess.”
Lanayru let out a long yawn, briefly covering her mouth with her hand. Her fingernails, too, were badly overgrown and in need of a trim, the baby blue polish mostly chipped off.
“We have been waiting so long…Two months ago, you appeared in the teleportation circle frail and unconscious, we knew you weren’t dead, but you really gave us a fright there.”
“I…I’m sorry- I didn’t mean…”
“Don’t be. We figured it out anyway…using all of your healing powers at once like that is incredibly draining. That’s not what they’re made for. And you weren’t made to spend time down there. But we mustn’t scold you, for you were a true hero that day.”
Her cheeks flushed pink, and she found herself unable to look the kind Dweller in the eye.
“It was the least I could do,” she replied, voice almost a whisper.
For a second she wondered if her actions had indeed killed her. Of course that didn’t matter…she would have come back instantly. It was how she was made. The world couldn't afford to lose their precious Water Goddess.
“Now that you’re back with us, we have a lot of work to do.” The Dweller gave her a soft smile, and she lifted her gaze to meet his, now feeling comfortable enough to do so. “First, though, I must tell you something very important.”
She hesitated, fidgeting nervously with her dress. “What…is it?”
“Your Grace, in the mere two centuries of your existence you have displayed incredible selflessness…you never want to see a mortal suffer, you spend so much time making sure their water is beautiful…and now what you just did. I am proud to inform you that you have gained another domain.”
What?? Her heart raced in her chest, as she stared with wide eyes at the Dweller. Another domain?
“I have…? Really?”
“Indeed. You are now Lanayru, the Goddess of Water and Generosity.”
At first she couldn’t find words…she was speechless. Why am I the one being rewarded, when others need help? None of this made any sense…
“Wow, I…I can’t believe it,” she gushed. “For me? I don’t need any reward-“
“Your Grace, it has been given to you already. Out of all the Gods, you have proven yourself the most worthy for this. Once a domain has been handed to you, there’s no giving it back.”
So I should be proud of this, then.
If it could be used to help others further…she would make the most of this new gift.
“Well, I am honored.” She grinned at the Dweller, eyes gaining their sparkle once more. “I will do my best to fulfill it.”
And so she did.
Throughout the next millennium, she strengthened her generosity domain each day like a small child. It may be a secondary one, but it is just as important to her as her water domain, and she vows to keep her promises forever.
After all this time, some of her memories have faded, blurring together in the back of her mind, but she still recalls that moment clear as day. She always will.
While she gives the mortals water to keep them alive, she also protects them from the dangers of it.
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theharlotofferelden · 11 months
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You can't just say you're writing a fic about the builder basically being Pen's keeper and not give a back of the book summary sfdhgfjhg
Okay so, somewhere along the line while playing Sandrock I decided that my builder (Poppy) would be basically rivalmancing Pen. Like, “rivalmancing” as in “rivals to lovers”; not the whole thing with Dragon Age 2 where some romance moments on the rivalry path are genuinely abusive. It appeals to the part of my brain that likes messing with characters like Pen, while also giving the two of them a reason to interact more with each other.
This actually got a bit long so I'm putting the rest under a readmore. No spoiler warnings, just talking about the stuff I'm working on with an aside about Pen's characterization.
Pen doesn’t like Poppy because she’s entirely dismissive of him and refuses to feed into his ego in any capacity. Poppy doesn’t like him because she thinks he’s a blowhard. Yet it’s very clear on the two of them are attracted to each other. That’s the overall gist of their dynamic (at first).
But like all rivalries you get these competitive (and sometimes petty) moments between the two. One example is Poppy joining Pen for his morning jog and making a point to sprint ahead of him. You also get the back and forth snide bickering between the two during important town meetings. All of this just to show how much they don’t like each other.
This dynamic shifts when Pen - who is entirely oblivious to himself - becomes jealous seeing Poppy with other people. It's a combination of "wow this person I'm in denial about liking is really popular and I wish they would only pay attention to ME" and the generalized jealousy of this newcomer who has completely integrated into the community in the way he wishes he was (which is despite...spoilery stuff).
This causes things to come to a head where Pen commits a Big Oopsie against Poppy that results in him serving out a form of community service at her workshop. I’m still ironing out the details, but the main point of it was to get Pen think outside of himself (while spending Quality Time with a person he’s supposed to hate.)
Sort of realizing this is kind of a plot point in Beauty and The Beast, which is completely unintentional on my part. Although i rly like BATB so maybe I just subconsciously gravitated towards this dynamic lol. But I think this is kinda funny considering one of the devs has admitted the inspiration for Pen was Gaston.
I feel a bit obligated to say that this work will probably be bending Pen's characterization a lot due to the fact that a lot Pen Moments consist of him self-adulation, being rude, or generally being pretty selfish. But this is largely due to wanting to fill in the gaps on his background and maybe build upon what's there in canon.
Like the Masterclass quest hints at future growth for Pen as he recognizes he hasn't been all that kind to Burgess and that maybe he should try to change. But we don't see that because??? Writer's choice????? Needing Pen to fill a certain trope to serve the plot????? Not thinking Pen is worth redeeming bc of the Gaston comparison???????
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tiffonacid · 1 year
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platonic hanahaki?
[cw: hanahaki, implying familial/friendship strains and unstable family dynamics, unhealthy dynamics, anxiety in relationships, uncertainty in relationships]
*If you have any more ideas related to this prompt, pleaaase let me know I beg of thee, I love hearing people tossing ideas around!!
has anyone ever tried to write platonic hanahaki? especially in a familial relationship (including friendships so close that they basically count)
where you've started to doubt if a person you deeply adore and look up to cares about you, if they love you. the guilt you feel over so much as questioning it, because of course they love you, of course...
but there's that quiet little voice, that longing need inside that makes you want to take more and more from them, to latch onto them like your rock in a thunderstorm.
or, perhaps you haven't known them for long - a new person. you want to be their friend, you want to be close to them. you see something in them that comforts you, that eases the pain you're feeling. but you know you've gotten attached too quickly, but they keep feeding what could be becoming a slight obsession. and then they pull away. you're still friends, you think. but the friend group/clique you had with them crumbles apart, and you realize that they already have a different friend group to fall back on. you're glad that they do, you're happy that they're okay. but...
then why would they need you?
so you try to make yourself included
try to shower them in little gifts, little praises, continue on like nothing's wrong - because, really, nothing is! you're just anxious, you do have other friends, but you miss what you had with them.
and how, my friend, might we make it hanahaki?
flowers go auchkajkejk
oopsies, hi - do you want a bloody bouquet as a reminder of my undying platonic affection? they actually smell so nice dude like wow
also, since hanahaki (when properly cured, not removed) is fixed with a romantic kiss and/or confession(s) of love, it still works! just no mouth kisses tho.
also also, I feel like this could be used in/connect to/be utilized alongside metaphors for mental conditions like autism, anxiety, adhd, et cetera. if you want, just as a treat (do we call them conditions?? they're not proper illnesses, except for anxiety ig?? dude I'm not in psyche, I'm a rabbit in a mixing pot-)
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tripleaxeldiaz · 1 year
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I'm fully ignoring the donor storyline because we can all smell where its going like you can smell a chicken shit fertilizer batch from a ten-mile radius, but there are two things that irked me that I've seen people defending, that I know aren't big deals, but I think they shouldn't be defended anyway.
Buck's a firefighter. Conner and Kameron know this. He works long hours with a demanding job, he can't be at their beck and call or just when they click their fingers. Showing up at his workplace just for something that honestly could have waited until after his shift was just. Y'know like not that great. I get their side of it totally, but they should've waited.
The way they were just all tee hee oopsie smirking and laughing after outing him to the rest of his team. The first damn words out of my mouth would've been an apology. They just didn't seem to care at all that they'd just exposed something that's honestly a pretty big deal, without Buck's consent. Not everyone wants it made public knowledge they're acting as a donor. They should've never assumed or said anything in blatant public, least of all his workplace.
And honestly that's it. Like yeah its weird at the least that Conner's asking Buck, I wouldn't ask someone who's become a stranger to me just because I knew him well over a decade ago, but that's just me. They can do what they want, Buck's a grown man who made his own choice to say yes. But yeah otherwise its just those two points.
wow what a colorful simile at the beginning of this 😂😂 and yeah i know them showing up at the firehouse was For The Plot, but i’m also getting some general Bad Vibes from the two of them and how they’re going about this whole thing. like they very much view it is a transaction — which they should because it is — but because of that, i definitely think this is gonna go the route of buck trying to be in this kid’s life and connor and kameron being like “uh no” and breaking his heart in the process. and while i think that could lead to some interesting growth for buck, it’ll also make me sad so i’m worried!!!
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