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mayadarlings · 3 months

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Good things happen to those who wait.

—★! Tags: NSFW, MDNI, AFAB! Slow?? Sex toys, a man way too big, size kink. Fingering.

★- Part 1 here!! Part 2 here!!

You regret missing it. The night GD streamed, you were stuck at work and time was not on your side. Even if you managed to show up, you doubted you could compete with those who had bottomless wallets for donations. By the time you got home, the stream had ended and a lucky winner had claimed their prize, leaving you frustrated at being outdone by someone with more money to spare.

After that, there was a complete lack of communication. No live streams, no new videos. Total silence for five long months. You couldn't help but constantly check his page, refreshing it so frequently that your browser started suggesting it the moment you typed in his name. It was necessary; what if he suddenly returned and started streaming while you weren't paying attention? That would be unacceptable. So you remained his dedicated watcher, eagerly anticipating his return to once again capture your heart and even cause some inevitable arousal.

With no new posts to peruse, you exhausted all of the content already shared on his page. His previous streams and videos became a regular part of your nightly routine – laptop open, legs spread, fingers working their magic as you reached climax again and again. But in just a matter of weeks, this routine grew stale and your fingers failed to satisfy you. You craved something real, something similar to the man who had become your obsession.

On your day off, you made a choice to be daring and try something completely new. Not too far from where you live, there was a sex shop with its bold black exterior and eye-catching logo, "Don't ask, Won't tell." You never thought you'd ever have a reason to step foot inside until today. Trying to remain inconspicuous, you dressed casually in a gray hoodie and shorts, praying that no one from your complex would spot you as you wandered around the small store.

You quickly located the Dildo section in the far corner of the store, it was strategically placed away from prying eyes, giving you the freedom to browse without feeling self-conscious. The selection was overwhelming; there were dildos of all shapes, sizes, and colors that you didn't even know existed. A row of bright and vibrant toys caught your eye, ranging from hot pink to deep purple. Upon closer inspection, you noticed that some were smaller than others and angled differently - some leaning more to the right or left. Curious, you read the label below that simply read "beginners." Were these meant for beginners? You couldn't help but feel a little cocky; surely you could handle more than just beginner-level toys.

Your gaze drifted down to the shelf below, where a collection of dildos labeled as "intermediate" caught your eye. They were all around 5 inches long, a decent size, and you found yourself reaching out to touch a deep blue one that fit perfectly in your palm. But upon closer inspection, it wasn't the right one. It wasn't like his - GD's. You needed something that would remind you of him.

So you moved on to the last row, where the sign in bright red read "Expert". These dildos were flesh-colored and ranged from 6-8 inches in size. They looked almost identical to his. You picked up a realistic-looking one with a caucasian skin tone, measuring at 7 pushing 8 inches. It was thick and veiny, standing tall and proud unlike the ones in the first row. This was the one you wanted - it was as close as you could get to experiencing him.

You approach the cashier, trying your best to avoid making eye contact with her. But her questioning look, as if asking "are you sure about this?", burns your face with embarrassment. The transaction is completed hastily, almost as if the cashier wants you out of the store before it becomes too awkward. You grab the discreet black bag from her hands and make a hasty exit.

You let out a deep sigh as you leave the shop, knowing all that was left to do was walk back to the apartment. It was a simple twenty-minute trek, maybe twenty-five if you got unlucky and had to wait for a red light at the stopwalk. You started on your way, clutching the shopping bag tightly, afraid that passerby's might try to peer inside. As you rounded the corner, a single raindrop landed on your head, followed by more until it was pouring without warning.

The unexpected downpour caught you off guard with little time to react. You were positive that the forecast called for clear skies, so you didn't bother bringing any protection. As droplets of water hit your skin, your eyes dart around in search of shelter. Finally, you spot the bus stop with its small roof offering some relief. With bare ankles splashing through puddles, you hurry towards it.

Taking shelter at the bus stop was a much better option than attempting to walk in this downpour. It was already raining hard enough to make a twenty-minute walk feel like eternity, and you would have been completely soaked if you had attempted it. Now, at least, you could relax a bit, knowing that you were somewhat protected and dry. All you had left to do was wait for the storm to pass. As you take out your phone from your pocket to check the weather app, a sudden shadow looms over you and a large figure squeezes into the small space next to you.

You quickly lifted your gaze from your phone and had to tilt your head back to meet the imposing figure who squeezed into the already cramped area. It was a man, who paid no attention to you whatsoever. He was wearing a black hoodie with the hood pulled tightly over his head and a black surgical mask covering his face except for his piercing brown eyes. Those same eyes locked onto yours as he noticed you staring at him.

Your body tensed up, and you averted your gaze, avoiding looking at him altogether. You couldn't help but think, "Could he be any more intimidating?"

The two of you stood next to each other in utter quietness for what felt like an eternity. He kept his gaze fixed ahead while you found yourself inexplicably fascinated by your own shoes. A sudden, loud splash caught your attention and you looked up just in time to see a group of children running by, gleefully splashing and playing in the puddles.

The combination of mud and water was heading straight towards you, ready to create a messy situation. But before it could hit you, he smoothly stepped in front and took the full force of the splash. He grunted as the liquid hit him, but he shook his head and glanced at the kids who seemed oblivious to the mess they had caused.

You were taken aback by his sudden actions, and you couldn't help but look back and forth between him and the mess on his previously spotless hoodie. The stain was large, surely leaving a big wet spot. "I- I mean, you didn't have to do that." You cursed yourself for saying the wrong thing as he raised an eyebrow. "Damn, that’s not what I meant."

He shakes his head and lets out a low chuckle. " 'S okay."

As soon as he spoke, you froze in place. His voice was unmistakably deep and one that you had heard before. You couldn't help but wonder if you were overreacting. Out of the corner of your eye, you observed him as he attempted to wipe away some moisture on his hoodie with a handkerchief. As far as you could tell, there were no visible tattoos on him.

Apart from that, you couldn't help but sympathize with him. He didn't have to do this at all. It was refreshing to see chivalry still existed, and the least you could do was assist him. "Do you live close by?" you inquire, causing him to pause and turn his gaze towards you.

They say that everything in life is predetermined by fate, and it seems like fate had a plan for you when you asked that seemingly innocent question. Little did you know, your simple act set off a chain reaction of events. He lived far away, but you couldn't let him go on with that stain on his hoodie. So after the rain stopped, you brought him back to your apartment complex and showed him to the laundry room.

“Just give me a moment to grab my detergent. The stuff the landlord gives us is terrible.” You told him, motioning for him to take a seat on the nearby chair, which he did without saying a word. You quickly went up to your apartment and threw the bag on the couch before heading into the bathroom to retrieve the detergent. As you headed back downstairs, the scene in front of you left you speechless.

The man had removed his jacket and tossed it into the laundry, his back tense and facing away from you. He was dressed in a grey t-shirt that revealed his defined forearms. You couldn't help but recognize the tattoos decorating his skin. Could it really be him?

You had to act casual, not let your excitement show. You didn't want to seem like some creep and scare him off like a desperate fool. Taking a deep breath to calm your nerves, you approach him with a gentle smile and present the bottle of detergent. "This will make your hoody spotless and leave it smelling amazing."

He turns his masked face towards you, revealing dirty blonde hair and a weathered complexion. It's not the kind of wear and tear that comes with age, but something else. "You have a staring habit," he says bluntly, catching you off guard. You didn't even realize you were staring at him.

You feel like you're about to jump out of your skin, but you manage to compose yourself. "Sorry," you apologize quietly as you approach the washing machine. You pour in a generous amount of detergent for his jacket and close the lid with a firm click. "The washers here aren't great, so if you want, you can come up to my apartment until it's finished." Normally, you wouldn't invite a total stranger into your home, hell you wouldn't have even let him see which complex you lived in, but your curiosity gets the best of you.

He stands there with his arms crossed, scanning you from head to toe. His intense gaze makes you feel exposed, as if he can see right through you. "I'll only be here until it's finished," he says in a smooth yet cautious tone. After all, you are a stranger. He understands that and so do you.

With a nod, you lead him up to your apartment, locking it behind you once you step in last. He seems to pause, taking it all in, glancing around at every little thing but not touching.

After a brief nod of your head, you guide him up to your apartment and lock the door behind you as soon as you both enter. He takes a moment to survey the space, his eyes scanning every detail but not daring to touch anything. You set your keys down on the kitchen counter while he settles onto the couch, trying to get comfortable. His gaze falls upon the black bag resting nearby, and although he doesn't reach for it, he does lean in closer to see what's inside.

You step out, and he's back to his usual self, sitting motionless as if nothing had happened. You realize you completely forgot about the bag in your hand; it was an easy oversight. Smiling at him, you take a seat in the armchair across from him, but he catches you off guard. "You seem like the last person who would shop at that kind of store."

As he speaks, you feel a pang of confusion and want to confront him about his words. However, your attention is diverted by the black bag you left out in the open. Your face flushes with embarrassment and your jaw drops, but you're unable to utter any words or even come up with an excuse.

His smirk grew as he observed your flustered reaction. The crinkles at the corners of his eyes gave it away. "I was just joking, didn't think it would make you so shy."

You huff and lean back in the chair, feeling defensive. You can't bring yourself to meet his gaze as you say, "I'm not shy. I just…"

"Just?" He teased, casually draping an arm over the couch.

Feeling self-conscious, you defended yourself with a shy tone and blushing cheeks. “It’s perfectly normal to want a change.” you explained.

All he does is hum, but his eyes are fixed on you. Those damn eyes that seem to see right through you. "A little big don't you think?" He nods towards the bag.

You widen your eyes in surprise and finally gather the courage to confront him directly. "That's quite a bold topic to bring up with someone you barely know," you say.

"Coming from the woman who allowed a stranger into her home without even knowing my name, that's rich, love."

Touché.

“So whats your name then?”

“Simon.”

“Mines is y/n”

The two of you began to talk or rather you talked up a storm. As you spoke, he sat there and actually listened. Despite being the one to do most of the talking, he let you vent about work for almost ten solid minutes without interrupting. All he did was nod along, showing that he was truly paying attention.

You asked about his job and he wasn't very forthcoming, only mentioning that he traveled frequently. You ventured to ask his age and discovered he was twenty-eight years old. He didn't seem eager to talk about himself, so you changed the subject out of respect for his privacy.

He wasn't exactly the most exciting person, but he had his moments. Every so often, he'd tell a cheesy dad joke that made you giggle. You loved seeing the sparkle in his eyes whenever he cracked a joke. The two of you were having such a good time together that before you knew it, an hour had passed and you could hear the familiar beep of the washing machine downstairs. "Hold on, I'll grab your hoodie," you say as you get up and step out of the apartment for a moment.

He sat alone, quietly anticipating your return. By chance, the two of you had crossed paths, a coincidence he was grateful for because… he knew who you were. He noticed you struggling to make connections in your mind while he had already recognized you.

He had come across your profile on his streaming platform. You were a new fan, which he could tell based on your activity. How? Your profile picture was of yourself, and you never participated in the chat or donated. This piqued his curiosity about you, but he didn't bother reaching out at the time. However, when he saw you waiting at the bus stop in the same city as him, he took a chance and decided to approach you.

Now he was currently sitting in your apartment while you were busy downstairs. His gaze kept returning to the toy inside the bag, a flimsy and unnecessary item in his opinion. Why would someone like you need a toy? Surely you had a boyfriend, right? He heard your footsteps approaching and quickly turned to watch as you entered the room. "Why the toy?" he asked curiously.

You approached him and handed him his jacket, just cleaned and now carrying a hint of lavender. He brought up the dildo again, but you were feeling more assured this time. "As I said before, I wanted to experiment with something different."

He snorted in disbelief at those words, reaching over and holding up the black bag. "Why would you need this when you have a boyfriend, right? You do have one, don't you?" Simon secretly wished that you didn't have a boyfriend. You were too beautiful to be with someone who couldn't satisfy you.

You feel heat rush to your cheeks as you quickly take the bag from his hand and set it on the ground. "No, I don't have a boyfriend and so what if I have a dildo, what's it to you?”

For the first time, Simon is at a loss for words. He's confused, and even he doesn't understand why he cares so much. What he says next surprises not just you, but himself as well. "I could do better."

How the hell are you supposed to react to that? What would be an appropriate response? Was it meant as a joke, maybe? "Yeah, right, and pigs can fly." You try to rebut with a half-hearted tone, still uncertain of how to handle the situation.

As he sits up, his posture becomes rigid and his gaze locks onto yours. His eyes, a deep brown like icy orbs, possess an inexplicable warmth when focused on you. He takes a moment to assess you, his gaze lingering on your hips before meeting your eyes once more. You can feel the weight of his stare, as if he is trying to read your every thought and emotion. His expression remains stoic but there is an intensity in his eyes that cannot be ignored.

The realization washes over you like a wave, leaving behind a tingling sensation that starts in your toes and travels up your spine. He's serious…actually serious. Your heart races as his intense gaze bores into yours, causing a familiar heat to pool in the pit of your stomach and spread through your body. Your intuition spikes, confirming what your body already knows - there's only one man who can make you feel this way. It's ironic, really, that getting turned on was the only indication that he is the mysterious streamer you've been pining after for so long.

A bead of sweat forms on your forehead as you struggle to maintain a composed exterior, but inside you can't deny the desire that surges through you. Simon practically offered himself on a silver platter, you couldn't let this opportunity slip by. You could feel the tension in the air as he waited for your response. "Prove it then," the words escaped your lips in a rush, betraying your eagerness. But it was too late to take them back now. The anticipation and lust swirling between the two of you was palpable, like electricity in the air. Your pulse quickened as you prepared for what was to come next.

After hearing your confirmation, Simon's eyes darken, their once warm hue turning into a deep and intense shade. He slowly rises from his seat on the couch, his tall frame easily towering over you. Without saying a word, his large hand comes to rest on your hip, gently brushing his thumb in tender circles. His touch brings a sense of warmth that radiates off of him, causing you to tremble slightly. You can feel how gentle he is with you, knowing exactly how to handle you with care and tenderness.

With a firm grip on your waist, he gently guides you onto his lap. His strong thighs support your weight effortlessly, as if you were weightless in his arms. Simon tenderly presses his lips against your neck, his surgical mask now discarded, leaving his warm breath and soft kisses to trail down your neck and over your shoulder. The feeling sends shivers down your spine and causes you to squirm involuntarily, releasing a shaky gasp from your lips.

Desperate to catch a glimpse of his true identity, you strain your neck to see his face, but he squeezes your waist possessively. You felt his warm breath on your neck as he murmured, "You'll get to see if you behave, love." A soft kiss was pressed to the sensitive skin at the nape of your neck, making you whine with need. Despite your curiosity, you couldn't resist the calming effect of his embrace. The need to know his true appearance still lingers, but you trust in his promise and enjoy the moment with him.

His rough hands glide up and down the curves of your body, pressing firmly against your back as he pulls you closer. You can feel his chest rising and falling against you, and you can't ignore the bulge in his pants pressed against your plush ass. Despite the thick fabric of his jeans, you can sense every inch of him. He is just as large and intimidating as you had seen from watching him on screen. Perhaps even too big for you to handle. Simon's hand ventures underneath your hoodie and slips beneath your shirt, his calloused fingers tracing slow circles on your stomach. Though they are rough and coarse, they mold you like soft dough in a baker's hands. You feel like a piece of bread ready to be shaped according to his will.

With a deep sigh of relief, you let your eyes flutter closed, the tension slowly draining from your body. Soft moans escape your lips as his hands work their magic, easing away the stress and bringing a sense of pleasure to every inch of you. Your eyes snap open as one hand ventures underneath the band of your panties and gently strokes between your legs. You can feel the corner of his lips curl up in a confident smirk against the sensitive skin of your neck. "Already so wet," he whispers huskily, making you crave more of his touch.

Simon's fingers glide over your clit, causing it to quiver under his touch. He's exploring, trying to figure out what turns you on. When your body responds with a subtle yearning for more, he applies pressure with his index and middle finger, gently swirling them around your sensitive spot. You inhale sharply, almost unconsciously closing your legs at the sensation of a new hand wandering all over your body.

As Simon's fingers glide over your body, you feel a rush of electricity shoot through you. His touch is tentative at first, exploring the curves and crevices of your skin as if he is mapping out every inch. When he finally reaches your clit, it feels like a firework has been lit inside of you. Heat spreads from the contact point to every nerve ending in your body. You can't help but huff as he presses down with his index and middle finger, creating a slow, tantalizing swirl against your sensitive nub. Your breaths come in quick pants as your body responds to the unfamiliar sensation, arching towards his touch and almost closing up in surprise.

Gently, Simon nudges your thighs apart with his own, a low growl escaping him as he nibbles on your ear, his breath is hot against your skin. “That's a good girl,” he whispers, his voice gruff and full of desire. “Let me take care of you.” His touch is featherlight, teasing and electrifying, making it hard for you to focus on anything else. As one hand wanders up and down your body, the other finds its way to your perky breast, kneading and caressing it gently. Simon is determined to leave no part of you untouched, his actions attacking all of your physical senses at once.

A sharp pinch on your hardened nipple elicits a tiny squeal from you, and he responds by gently kissing your cheek. His lips trail up and down your jawline, providing comfort for your cry. Your slick has already coated his fingers, and it now seeps through not only your shorts but also your panties. He can feel the wet spot on his knee, evidence of your arousal. "Your pretty cunt doesn't get enough attention," he remarks, observing the way you're leaking all over him with a smirk on his face.

He uttered that word, "pretty," in such a raw way that it only made you more aroused. He noticed how wet you were and withdrew his fingers, teasingly waving them in front of your face as you try to catch your breath. "Look at the mess you've made," he says, running his fingers against your lips. You obey and open your mouth, tasting the salty slickness on your tongue.

The vulgarity of his words shot dopamine straight to that lust-filled brain of yours, and you couldn't deny the fluttering arousal that followed. He noticed this and pulled his fingers back from between your legs, holding them up to your face. Your breath came in short gasps as he taunted you with your own slick moisture glistening on his fingertips. "What a mess you made," he said, rubbing his fingers against your lips, encouraging you to open them. You complied eagerly, tasting the tangy saltiness of yourself on your tongue. It only made you want him more.

You suck on his finger, savoring the taste of yourself as your tongue laps at it with eagerness. The taste of yourself lingers on his skin, sweet and intoxicating. Simon's eyes are glued to you, mesmerized by your actions. His pants feel unbearably tight, but he knows he must take things slow and loosen you up before he can have you completely.

“Want me to keep going?” Simon asked in a commanding tone, and when you nodded, he shook his head. "I need words from you, Doll. Tell me what you want."

Your lips feel swollen as you bite down on them, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over you. But you can't forget your current position and the events that led to it. "I want more Simon, please."

Simon grunts and nods, taking his finger out of your mouth and holding onto your hips with both hands. He guides you to lean against his strong chest, positioning you so you can see his face. His rugged appearance, with a fresh stubble brushing against your soft skin, adds to his appeal. A cut on his nose gives him a rougher look, but it only makes him more attractive. He uses his fingers to collect your wetness and spreads it over your clenched opening. Taking advantage of your distraction, Simon slowly inserts his index finger into your tight hole.

He can't help but groan at the incredible tightness he encounters with just one finger. Your walls squeeze and cling onto him as if your life depends on it. It's a good thing he's taking the time to loosen you up, because if his cock were to experience this level of tightness, he'd have you pinned down on the couch in no time, causing your knees to shake uncontrollably.

You flinch at the sudden intrusion, his large index finger feeling almost intrusive as it slowly enters you. It fills you more than your own fingers ever could. Simon tenderly kisses the side of your lips, reassuring you. "It's okay, I've got you…I've got you." He pauses to make sure you're comfortable before continuing. His fingers continue to explore with care, his thumb gently pressing against your sensitive clit to mask any pain with pleasure. A deep moan escapes him as he feels your walls pulsating around him, making his cock throb in anticipation within his boxers. It begs for attention.

You looked up at him, your eyes blinking rapidly as you flinched when he slowly inserted another finger into your tight and slippery opening. It was a bit too much to handle, but you forced yourself to bear it with clenched teeth and an open mouth. Your cheeks were flushed and your skin had goosebumps all over from the stimulation. The pain gradually turned into a hint of pleasure, causing your nipples to harden in response. His two fingers moved in and out at a slow pace, your whimpers of discomfort slowly transformed into moans of pleasure. Simon quickly found a rhythm, picking up speed until there were wet slurping sounds coming from the movement of his fingers inside you.

The intensity of the moment was immeasurable. The sight of you writhing on his lap, your body shuddering and your walls gripping around his fingers, drove him to grunt loudly in response. He could feel his own cock throbbing and pulsing with desperate need as he watched you shatter before him. With deliberate care, he curved his finger and found a sweet spot deep inside you that made your toes curl and your eyes roll back. Taking note of this, Simon altered his rhythm and started moving faster, his fingers thrusting in and out with an almost frantic pace.

But he didn't forget about that special spot, and each time he hit it, it sent waves of ecstasy through your body, leaving you breathless and craving more. You were starved for touch, and Simon could tell by how eagerly you pushed against his hand, your hips seeking out his fingers no matter how deep they delved inside you. He was playing you like a skilled musician, knowing exactly which strings to pluck to elicit the most intense reactions from your body. And despite only having just met him, Simon seemed to have a better understanding of your own body than yourself.

He knows that adding a third finger now would be too much for you to handle. Instead, he expertly curls both fingers inside of you and uses his other hand to pinch and tweak your swollen clit. The pleasure is overwhelming and has you seeing stars and cumming far too soon. Your whole body arches off of him, your legs trembling like leaves in the wind as your orgasm crashes over you uncontrollably. You weren't given any build up or time to prepare, it came on full force and ready. When you come down from your high, he pulls his fingers out of your quivering core, holding you close with one arm while the other shifts you slightly for comfort. His pants are now slick with your release, evidence of your intense climax.

Mindful of your orgasm, he gently lifts you up and places you onto the plush couch. You sit there for a moment, heart racing and breath catching in your chest. Your mind is dizzy with pleasure, trying to process everything that has transpired. Suddenly, a metallic clank and a loud zip interrupt your thoughts, causing you to open one eye and peer up at Simon.

He stands directly in front of you, blocking out the rest of the world with his strong body. As your eyes trail downward, you come face to face with the very same girthy cock that had captivated you on screen. Up close, it was even more daunting and intimidating than before. Thick veins pulsed along its length, the tip glistening with precum from being pressed against his boxer briefs. His heavy balls hung low and full, adding to the overwhelming image before you.

"You didn't think this was over, did you?"

♡! This one is really long but I don't like how I did the sex scene that much. o(TヘTo). Expect more of Simon talking in the next!!

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mysterycitrus · 5 months

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I'm forever thinking about persephone pt2 when dick talks about robin as a mantle and how mary grayson's death haunts it and how now so many kids have used the name and died with it, and so when I was reading through New Teen Titans #55 recently, kory's thoughts about dick when he goes to bruce after finding out about jason's death really just ripped my heart in two in a whole different way...

"He hasn’t been the same since he found out about Jason. Oh, Dick- I know you were Robin. I know what this means to you that the new Robin died. I know you feel like part of you died, too- but it wasn’t you, honey. Robin died. But you didn’t. You’re still alive!"

yes!!! yes!!!!! im very very happy that connected with u — death in the family + lonely place of dying + new teen titans + war games were big big rereads for me when i was writing that part. my regret is that i haven’t been able to include an interaction with steph (im committed to keeping her as far away from bruce as possible) but yeah it was so crucial for dick to know that robin had literally gotten children killed. partially because it proves that bruce is a hypocrite, and partially to show how divorced robin has become from its original meaning and purpose. my intention was the same as my version of the pearls falling — to change the context enough to give the actual text new meaning!

i did a lot of reading about romani funeral/practises of mourning, because i think how dick and bruce grieve differently are big parts of their respective characters, and also a significant factor in their estrangement post-robin and post-jason. bruce is trapped in the alley metaphorically, but he also maintains his family home as a mausoleum. he spends a lot of time looking at family portraits, thinking about the pearls, seeing himself as a child in the house. jason’s suit remains in its glass box. he is unable to process his grief, nor does he want to. that pain is the driving force behind his desire to do good.

dick is transient by comparison — he’s never shown to have a lot of worldly possessions (he arrives in bludhaven with a duffel bag and nothing else) and his one point of physical connection to his parents is usually just the poster that shows up sporadically in canon. i didn’t want to misinterpret romani practices for a gd batman fanfic, so i tried to introduce different motivation for how dick utilises his own grief to take action. he uses his family to create a legacy for himself to protect their memory.

with that in mind, it becomes even more devastating that bruce has taken that and given it to others, without explaining the reasons behind its creation. literally, like what if dick used the wayne portrait for kindling? that’s probably the closest point of comparison.

dick actually explaining to donna and roy what robin meant vs its legacy that is totally out of his control was also really important. they still call him robin a decade later! he’s their robin! it’s so important to know that that name persists for him, no matter how many others have worn the cape!

#YEAH PERSEPHONE META!!!!!!#dick grayson #bruce wayne #robin #batman #dc comics #the ask and the answer #persephone tag

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slasherwife · 1 year

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Don't get me wrong, I like seeing asks with short s/o 'cause it's freaking adorable, but I would like to see one with s/o who is super tall? With Slashers? Like imagine someone like Michael NOT looking down at someone lol

Slashers with a tall!s/o

YASS the tables have TURNED

Desc: How is life with your slasher boo when you are taller than them?

Warnings: NONEEE

Note: I used “moddy” as a gender neutral term between mommy and daddy lmao don’t laugh at me for my word creativity 😭

‘Nother note: I LOVE HOW THESE PEOPLE BRUTALLY MURDER PEOPLE AND WERE JUST LIKE “the world does not deserve this person they are just so pure🥹😍”

ANOTHER note: HI GUYSSSS OMG IVE MISSED YALL SO MUCH idk why I had a random urge to finish this I usually never post anymore 😭

thomas hewitt

honestly with tom-tom u continue to make his heart race and his soul turn to flowers and sunbeams 🥹

when you walk into the room, with that ethereal smile on your face and stand next to him, he looks up at you like an astronomer would look up at the moon💓your presence is just so beautiful and powerful to him.

he doesn’t see you differently to if you were shorter. let’s get that clear.

you are still his significant other, you’re his one. he would rather rip his own heart out than allow anyone to shame you, or to disrespect, Gd forbid harm you.

gosh i can just imagine y/n and tommy cuddling up and y/n being the big spoon because tom-tom loves listening to your heartbeat and he loves kissing your hands and your collar bones and AHH— 💗💗

jason vorhees

bruh you’ve managed to give big boi jason whiplash. he is at first intimidated until he saw your face and it made his undead heart go “💓✨🥹”

you make him run away? this very attractive and cute flower person is scaring me, i mean look at them! they’re so pretty!😭 you manage to lure him out with some bread. jason loves bread.

he loves being hugged by you. while he is canonically very afraid to touch you because of his strength, nothing feels better, or more blissful, than to be wrapped in your loving energy and warmth💗

honestly it’s no different to him you being tall than to you being short 🙂 his priorities are all the same— protecc cute human, love cute human, and unalive anyone who makes cute human sad🤍

michael myers

ur taller!…. how fuckin dare you—!😠

michael is offended by ur existence. my man is 6’7. how you managed to reach beyond his height capacity is beyond him.

He has a tough time intimidating his s/o when he has to LOOK UP AT THEM.

This slasher is petty and will plop you down at the bottom of the stairs while he stands on a higher step to look down on you

And he does this for shits and giggles 🥲💕 And when big angy man needs to show WHOS BOSS >:(

He is an angy man. But he loves being the little spoon 🥹 hugging you is like being wrapped in a warm blanket of safeness and he LOVES ITT

You’ll never know this though since he is literally the most stoic man to ever exist. He is a wall of zero emotion.

bo sinclair

Literally holds this against you

This literally angers him

He can’t talk cuz he’s probably like 5’8 (we love short kings) but is still just absolutely appalled that you are taller than him.

Will be the little spoon. We see him being so macho in the movie— is he projecting? Yes. He loves being cuddled into a burrito blanket by you.💝😭

Idek why but this brings out his submissive side like helllll he’s like “moddy give me cuddle please” 🥹💗

THIS IS SO FUNNY TO THINK ABOUT but like as every human being sometimes he can’t reach something, and you’ll be walking by like “oh do u need help with that?🙂”

Like super non confrontational, and then he’s like “🗣️WELL SINCE YOURE LIKE A GIRAFFE THEN FINE” you could literally be one inch taller than him and he’d call you something like beanstalk and then you’re there like ;-;

vincent sinclair

THIS👏MAN👏DOES👏NOT👏CARE👏

BABES

Everything about you is worshipful. You are art spat out from the heavens sculpted by aphrodite and the angels, like your height is just more evidence of your beauty 🥹💕💕

He will always look up into your eyes in pure amazement and love no matter how far up he looks😇💕

THE WORLD DOES NOT DESERVE THIS MANNN UGHH

He wants you to carry him. Again, you could be just one inch taller than him and he’d be BEAMING as you carry him bridal style like you’ve filled his Disney princess dreams LMFAO 💗💗

Makes so many freaking sculptures of you. One life sized one to keep him company while you’re away🫶

HE LOVES YOUUUU

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carcarcraziiv2 · 6 months

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Heartseel K'Sante Boyfriend HCs

~K'Sante, the poll broke my heart :'c. I love this man, gd it. Let's go bbg~

P.S. Asks are open! I am open to more Heartsteel, other League characters, different AUs, Arcane, etc. Just HMU :3

K'Sante isn't overtly open to PDA, however he doesn't necessarily NOT do PDA? He is often gently holding your hand, or leaning over to kiss the top of your head while you are pressed against him. Sometimes when he is feeling a little more out there, he will grasp your chin, lift your face up and kiss you gently, even if you're in front of people or your friends. If someone is giving you attention that he doesn't deem appropriate or is making you uncomfortable, he goes into immediate protector mode. "Did they make you feel uncomfortable? I'm sorry, my sweet. I'll stick by you now, okay? Hold my hand."

K'Sante is an undercover jokester. He acts like he isn't in on the shenanigans with Ezreal and Sett, but he DEFINITELY is, and most likely is a big part of the execution. Now, when it comes to joking at you or about you, he will only do it lightly. He doesn't want to offend you by accident or make you upset. If you try and prank or joke on him, he will know it's coming. He is just too smart not to know. "I know you wanted to- hey do you want me to come back in and pretend? Sorry love! Can't prank the mastermind..."

K'Sante is big on giving attention but is generally content with being left alone. He is very confident, so he knows you aren't off doing crazy things while he is waiting for you or vice versa. Trust is key for him, and he trusts you whole heartedly. When you two are together, his attention is solely focused on you. He expects the same, so when the two of you conversate it is almost always meaningful and/or interesting. "Awh, my love, you're home! I've missed you. Come, sit on my lap and tell me about your day." K'Sante pulls you onto his lap and fiddles with your hair as you talk to him.

K'Sante gives EXCEPTIONAL kisses. Never a dull moment with this one. Even the most delicate kisses make stars erupt in your belly. He will grab you gently with a hand behind your neck, lean down and brush his nose against yours before placing his lips on your own. In a heated moment, he becomes ravenous, groaning into your mouth and holding your face with his hands as your tongues collide. "Your kisses are my oxygen, love." "Gods, the things you do to me, y/n."

K'Sante is very smart, and very levelheaded. He tends to be right, and although it pisses you off a lot of the time that he is, he is so kind about explaining things to you. He will never make you feel dumb or less than for not being right. When he is wrong, rare as it may be, he will listen to your explanation with the utmost kindness and try his best to let it sink it. "Do you get what I am saying, love? Please don't be upset, but this is really important that we are on level ground. I love you, sweetheart." "Oh, that makes sense! See, I am glad we talked about it."

K'Sante is great at giving you a reason to be excited to get home, or vice versa. He will whisper sweet nothings in your ear when you hug and kiss him before leaving, gently touching your arm or your face making sure you know just how much he loves you. All day, he may send you devious little texts just to make sure you are prepared for what's about to go down. "Wait for me, Love, in that outfit I bought you. You know the one I'm talking about, right? Good." "So good, so perfect. So Mine."

#Heartsteel K'Sante x Reader #K'Sante x Reader #Heartsteel x reader #League of Legends x reader

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just-absolutely-super · 3 months

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FF7 Rebirth Ending Thoughts

So at first I thought Cloud seeing Aerith's spirit while no one else did meant that Cloud was just gonna go through the 3rd game believing Aerith is still with the party when really she's his little ghost buddy that no one else can see

But then she gets left behind, meaning to me she is for real dead and in the Lifestream, and I guess because Cloud is so connected to the multiverse Lifestream because of his connections with Seph and Aerith that that's why he's still able to see and feel her presence

Whether Cloud knows she's for real dead or not, I have no idea. He acts like she's still alive and with them, but it's hard to say for sure given his mind is so screwed up

Tifa's gonna have her work cut out for her next game geez...

Anyways, so I'm sure Aerith will be having her own side journey in the next game, probably her going through the Planet trying to foil Sephiroth's plans. We never saw her in the third disk after her death in OG until the very end, so this time we will actually have her POV of what she went through to stop Meteor

I bet she'll also show up every now and then to help Cloud and the rest of the party as they continue their journey (the Maiden of the Planet novel does mention she's the one who guided Tifa to Cloud in the Lifestream so his memories could be fixed)

As for Zack...bruh idek what's up with his story now

It's obvious his goal is to make it out of this alive but who knows what's gonna happen now. Damn I was really hoping both he and Aerith would survive so they could officially reunite. I only hope that while Aerith is playing Big Good, she finds Zack in his universe and guides him back home (please Square, I need my Zer.ith crumbs)

Anyways, Rebirth was such a loaded game, but there's still more to do

They gotta do Rocket Town so they can sit down, shut up, and drink their GD tea!

Vincent's backstory still needs to be explored

They need to go to Wutai for Yuffie's arc

They gotta explain what the F U C K is up with Glenn and the SRC stuff

Cloud's literal mind break at the Northern Crater

Meteor being summoned and the awakening of the rest of the Weapons

Tifa becoming the focus for a hot minute and finding Cloud in Mideel then putting his mind back together

The Highwind Scene for my shipper heart

And finally the actual, for real, we promise, final battle with Sephiroth

aaaaand whatever extra stuff they'll add to make sure this game lasts a full week of gameplay lmao

I'm looking forward to how they'll handle it all

#super watches ff7 rebirth #ff7 rebirth spoilers

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wangxianficfinder · 2 years

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Lan Wangji leaves the Lan Sect

~*~

❤️For Both Of Us (And Time Is But A Paper Moon) by sami (E, 65k, WangXian, Time Travel, Some People Live/Not Everyone Dies, Fix-It, Hurt/Comfort, Healing, Yunmeng Shuangjie, Canon Divergence, Asexual JC, First Time, Getting Together, BAMF JC, BAMF LWJ)

The Dreams of Youth by sami (E, 86k, wangxian, time travel, fix-it, family, not lan sect friendly, canon typical violence & gore, childhood friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, mothers who live, some people live/not everyone dies)

this blood in my mouth by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 3k, WangXian, LSZ & WWX & LWJ, Post-Canon, POV LXC)

something something, farming as a metaphor for healing by alisonlynn (G, 1k, WangXian, sort of a fix it?, farming)

A War of Stone and Silence by kitsunealyc (T, 4k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Burial Mounds, Lans Being Crappy Communicators, Wall of Discipline, Remix)

You in me, you are mine, my everything by BriaPia (M, 24k, WangXian, SongXiao, Temporary Character Death, it's WWX, Canon Divergence, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, LWJ leaves Gusu Lan, what if situation)

Love You Forever: Body, Soul and Mind by orphan_account (E, 3k, WangXian, Bottom LWJ, Top WWX, PWP, Fluff and Smut, Marathon Sex)

Bones by Forever_Marie (M, 2k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Resurrection, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, BAMF NHS, Scheming NHS, Corporal Punishment, Slow To Update, Protective NHS, Hurt WWX, LWJ Has Feelings, Murder Mystery, Oblivious LXC, Pining LWJ, Kid Fic, Good Kid LSZ, Sassy LJY, Fierce Corpse NMJ, Single Parent LWJ)

Forget-me-not (don’t leave me behind) by Stelra_Etnae (T, 9k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Mother-Son Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, LXC Needs a Hug, Reconciliation, Protective Siblings, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Madam Lán Lives, LQR Tries, Twin Jades of Lán Dynamics)

All was well when you were still with me by KoHITTSujiChan (Not Rated, 10k, WIP, WangXian, Established Relationship, Canon Divergence, Fake Character Death, for LWJ, He leaves the Lan sect!)

Answer the song of my heart by Artemis_Z_Stark (orphan_account) (G, 2k, LWJ/CWN, Started as a crack ship but now here it is, kinda character death, please no hate, stole a bit from Airplane bro, some svsss stuff)

From the beyond Series by apathyinreverie (T, 11k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Some angst, Ghost WWX, BAMF LWJ, BAMF WWX, Domestic WangXian, rogue cultivators wangxian, of sorts, Ghostly Sunshine Husbands: A Guide on Accidental Sect Creation by Hanguang-Jun, Cultivation World Critical, Fix-It, Oblivious WWX, Smitten LWJ, Time Skips)

All Exits Look The Same by Ahlai (T, 14k, WangXian, LWJ & MDM Lan, Canon Divergence, MDM Lan Lives, Family Feels, Healing, Grief/Mourning)

Home isn't Where the Heart is. by Hauntcats (Not Rated, 7k, WangXian)

The Sun Sets Like a Whispered Regret by OrdinaryRealities (T, 41k, JC & LWJ, WangXian, Resurrect Your Gays, LWJ and JC enemies to brothers, MDZS Big Bang 2020, Minor Character Death, discussion of characters who have died, And the trauma of that, Kidfic, Sort Of, characters working through trauma together, Give MXY some GD agency, Happy Ending)

Let It All Burn by makebelieveanything (T, 3k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Feral LWJ, just a little bit, warprize LWJ, YL WWX, Happily Ever After)

What Comes After Love by Rainbow_Horizon (T, 17k, WangXian, POV LWJ, Protective LWJ, LWJ Has Feelings, POV WWX, Sad WWX, Jealous WWX, Módào Zǔshī & The Untamed Combination, Post-Canon, Chief Cultivator LWJ, Break Up, Angst with a Happy Ending, Established Relationship, marriage issues, Marriage Proposal)

Molten Gold by jesso (M, 17k, wangxian, time travel fix-it, LWJ loses his core, madam lan lives, pining, WX meet as children, character death, family feels, time jumps, dub con, WIP)

Volume 1: Less Than Dead by QueenieWithABeenie (T, 90k, WangXian, 3Zun, Canon Divergence, Demonic Cultivator LWJ, mentions of wwx's canon death, Hurt/Comfort, Hopeful Ending, Angst and Feels, Fix-It of Sorts, Explicit Language, Unreliable Narrator, Implied Sexual Content, Getting Together, haunted lwj, Rape/Non-con Elements, If You Squint)

the thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break by RoseThorne (E, 77k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Soulmates, Self-Esteem Issues, Fix-It, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, PTSD, Handfasting, Panic Attacks, Getting Together, First Time, Aftercare, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Torture, Scars, Chronic Pain, Golden Core Reveal, First Time, Switching, sex-related injury, LWJ Stays at the Burial Mounds, LSZ is a Wèi, Good Sibling JC, Dissociation, Burial Mounds Settlement Days)

❤️love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, YL WWX, Arranged Marriage, political scheming, Gratuitous Domesticity, Mutual Pining, EXTREME SLOWBURN, the inherent eroticism of the forehead ribbon, The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known, neither wwx nor lwj want to be Perceived, bottom lwj in chapter 20 and 27)

my life's journey is far from over by thelastdboy (E, 147k, WangXian, Modern AU, Canon Divergence, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Post-Sunshot Campaign, PTSD, Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, POV WWX, Slow Burn, Anxiety, Situational Mutism, YL WWX, Case Fic, Sentient Burial Mounds, Recovery, Hurt/Comfort, Healing Is a Slow Process, therapy is good actually, All women deserve better, Modern AU but not too modern™, mlm/wlw solidarity, Mild Smut, Non-Verbal Safewords, Dom/sub, Kink Negotiation, Kink Exploration)

Patriarch by WithBroomBefore (T, 26k, WangXian, Fix-It, Canon Divergence, WWX Lives, JYL Lives, WQ Lives, YL LWJ, Hurt/Comfort, Serious Injuries, Injury Recovery, Healing, Minor Character Death, Found Family, Grief/Mourning, QS Lives, Minor MingSu, NMJ Lives, Good Uncle LQR, POV Multiple, MXY Lives, queerplatonic ZhanQing, Happy Ending, Domestic)

❤️And Miles To Go Before I Sleep by Glitterbombshell (T, 23k, WIP, WangXian, Heavy Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, LXC is not really a good brother in this sorry, Canon Divergence, rogue cultivator!lwj)

the wild hunt Series by antebunny (G, 18k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Non-Linear Narrative, JL and his many many uncles, jgy is morally ambiguous but okay, BAMF WWX, JYL Lives, Non-Graphic Violence, Fix-It of Sorts, Found Family, Domestic Fluff)

The Best I Can by Zephyr (ZephyrAndTheSilverfish) (T, 26k, WangXian, Little Apple, WWX talking to his donkey, Canon Divergence, Light Angst, Drama, Recovery, Coming of Age, Secret Identity Fail, Friendship, Rogue Cultivator LWJ, Road Trips, Sort Of, POV Multiple, Happy Ending)

A Narrow Bridge by FrameofMind, Jo Lasalle (Jo_Lasalle) (E, 623k, wangxian, time travel fix-it, slow burn, getting together, first time, pining, pining while fucking, angst w/ happy ending, WIP)

Evermore Series by devinokaze (T/E, 56k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, YL WWX, Fluff, Smut, Marriage, courting, Burial Mounds Ensemble as Family, Marriage Proposal, Older WWX, Just By Few Years, Post-Sunshot Campaign)

Fragments by devinokaze (T, 13k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, YL WWX, Domestic Fluff, Married Life, Burial Mounds Ensemble as Family, Older WWX, Just By Few Years, Post-Sunshot Campaign)

Home and the Heartland by Witch_Nova221 (T, 210k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, LWJ Stays at the Burial Mounds, Slow Romance, Romance, Friends to Lovers, Hurt/Comfort, Found Family, Fix-It, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Self-Discovery, Golden Core Reveal)

the exception proves the rule by defractum (nyargles) (T, 5k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Getting Together, Character Study)

The Promises We Make by Mayarene Rose (Paradise_of_Mary_Jane) (G, 34k, WangXian, Happy Ending, Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Everybody Lives, Canon Divergence, Gratuitous Bed Sharing, Rabbits)

The Trouble With Politics: a Treatise on Jiang Sect Deputies Gone Rogue by Sect Leader Wei Wuxian by stiltonbasket (G, 40k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Yílíng Wèi Sect, or: the one where yu zhenhong is a wild card, Smitten LWJ, Domestic Fluff, Politics, Happy Ending, Sect Leader WWX, Fix-It of Sorts, JZX still dies though)

Diverge Series by WithBroomBefore (T, 13k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fix-It of Sorts, First Kiss, Implied Sexual Content, Angst with a Happy Ending, Golden Core Reveal, POV LWJ, Established Relationship, Sickfic, lwj stays in the burial mounds, Siblings, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies)

for you, i'd bleed myself dry by Evil_laughter (T, 1k, WangXian, Minor XiYao, Minor Character Death, Canon Divergence, Chance Meetings, Pining, POV LWJ, Reunions, Single Parent LWJ)

The Rogue Jade by SereneSorrow (M, 7k, WangXian, Rogue Cultivator LWJ, Family Drama)

#wangxianficfinder compilation post #lan wangji leaves the lan sect #lan wangji leaves the lan sect compilation post #compilation post #wangxian #The Untamed #MDZS #long post

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pastafossa · 4 months

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Stumbling and crashing and tripping with various crashes and a Wilhelm scream into your askbox to ask, YOU PLAY BG3????? ISN'T IT GREAT?!?!?!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH AKSHQKXBQ it's been my Focus since December!!! Who's your favorite so far?? How far are you in?? What kind of route are you doing?? Have you discovered any funny loopholes yet?? What race do you favor playing?? I LOVE to hear about other peoples playthroughs,

IT'S GODDAMN AMAZING AND I ALREADY HAVE MULTIPLE PLAYTHROUGHS PLANNED BECAUSE ONCE IS NOOOOT ENOUGH! I AM IN LOVE. Like I know these types of games (I've been a Bioware slut since KOTOR 2, so I looove this genre), and so I feel very confident saying holy shit, BG3 is one of the best! ALSO IT'S HUGE??? INSANELY HUGE??? AND FULL??? I LOVE IT SM.

Oh god favorites are hard, I'm gd attached to all of these little ducklings following my Tav. So far at least, storywise it's SCRATCH HE IS THE BESTEST BOY maaaybe Astarion. I LOVE his arc, his voicework is stunning, (I accidentally killed him with the big monastery laser and his reaction was hysterical) and his quest has been very moving. A close second is KARLACH, MY GIRL, MY FIREY BFF, like damn I HAD my little battle group (Gale + Astarion + Wyll) when I found her but I adore her so much I'm rotating Gale and Wyll to keep her permanently, SHE JUST WANTED A HUG. 😭

I'm in act 3, I just hit the city! I have no idea how but I am also STILL on my first PT after over a month of play. I love to sniff around under every nook and cranny granted, AND YET I STILL MISSED THINGS, IT'S SO BIG???

So far my route has been a chaotic good route! Outside, uh, occasional murdery hiccups goodbye creche but ya'll were assholes I've mostly managed to follow that alignment, and somehow still made friends with Lae? That was unexpected. I thought she hated my Tav's guts before she hit on her. 😂

Hilarious moments: setting off the giant laser at the monastery cause why wouldn't I grab the shiny weapon (sorry Astarion); being instakilled by Vlaakith at said monastery after basically mocking her with 'if you were really a god you'd be able to just kill someone yourself ha ha-splat'; friends telling me to talk to animals so I got excited when I saw a squirrel and ran to talk to it - it proceeded to bite me, then I failed a persuasion roll about being friends and it told me to fuck off; trying to get to that dwarf lady's husband in the Underdark and shooting an arrow at one of the mushrooms in the field he was in, thinking I could clear them one by one to get to him, only to set off a chain reaction that incinerated him and left the entire field a smoking crater (me as the explosions begin: oh, OH, oh no - wait, sir! Sir! Oh you're fine, you're - oh fuck, RUN SIR RU-shit he's dead); placing my druid in rothe/battle cow shape at the top of a ladder and charging whatever bad guy comes up so they fall back down (catchphrase: MOO, BITCH); and finally, I was having trouble with that one boss guy in the goblin camp, the one that sits on the throne. So when I saw I could get to the rafters, I painstakingly dragged every last explosive barrel and grenade I could find into the room and innocently placed them around the throne, then went up to the rafters and had Astarion shoot a fire arrow. I figured I'd at least bring the guy's health down but instead I set off the fourth of july, blasted that guy so hard he bounced around the room like a pinball before his body wound up glitch-stuck halfway through a wall, but hey, dead as a doornail sooo... it worked? Chaotic good alignment: MASTERED. 🤪

I'm playing a half-elf druid CAUSE I CAN BE AN OWLBEAR OR DINOSAUR TO FIGHT. I now have a chance to run around as a dinosaur druid with my 200 yo elf boyfriend, my BFFs, and find random bowls of poutine, this is the BEST GAME EVER. Also hilariously, I didn't check the stats closely and her intelligence wound up quite low, so she is very wise but also dumb as a bag of hammers, I love her, my first Tav is a good-hearted, unintentional bundle of chaos.

#baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 spoilers #i love this game so fucking much #and i can already tell i'll be playing it repeatedly like mass effect and dragon age #it has been a huge comfort to me even if i only have a little time for it each day

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okay wait you're a Zevran enjoyer too?? Excellent taste.... gotta ask do you like him for light-hearted no-consequence romance or as serious romance? either way love to see it

I am absolutely a Zevran enjoyer, sweet anon, so high fuckin' five there. I polyromanced but consider him my canon (and play a nonbinary Warden).

As for what kind of romance... why not...... all of the above?

Listen. Just. Dragon Age itself refers to Zevran as a laughing lover, who, if made into canon romance, is himself caught by surprise and - you can see it in his romance - a bit overwhelmed by it.

The way that it starts so naturally, the way that it's comfort and friendship and pure attraction, simple and openly stated as such without judgement and in fact with pleased invitation - but as you spend the dawning Blight together, fighting through thick and thin... getting closer, and for all his charm and self-confidence, his walls are still cracking as you prove that you're not just into him for his, well. Skillset, hah. Sure - his abilities in bed are definitely a side-benefit, but - that you enjoy his company, period? That you want him by your side, and to be by his side? You truly listen to him, you bring him the Dalish gloves brought up just the once (possibly even months ago, depending on your playthrough), and boots like the ones he spoke of longingly/nostalgically from Antiva, and despite how even your closest companions still months in consider him a possible turncoat and largely still just the 'would-be assassin' that you happened to have a strange amount of sympathy for...

you still want him, regardless?

He's so used to playing a role, at all times, whatever it may be. It blends with his personality, and he embraces it. But that makes it stickier, less simple when everything starts to mean more with his Warden.

The fact that for all his experiences and adventures and loneliness, he wants you, and in spite of the fact that it may all end far too soon, he places his trust and hopes with you. That even still, around the too-big feelings growing in him, he can joke and be deadly yet wittily serious in spades, hell, at the end-

Zevran is so much more than the sum of his parts and that is the whole point of his arc, whether romance or friendship - and stars help me, I love him so gd much for it.

#lethalhoopla answers #zevran arainai #zevran my beloved #zevran 👏 contains 👏 multitudes 👏👏👏#also i mean i love a morally grey bisexual king. or. morally mostly bankrupt. he has *standards* tho okay #hi yes i love him with my whole heart to sum up #idk i think i don't see a lot of takes in the various fancircles I've run in thru life re: sexuality that I relate to-#for me that... casual relationship slipped into from friendship turned navigating something Big and Real and.... Intense but Important #that he can be the laughing lover AND the ride or die romance - follow you to literal magical fade-hell ride or die?#also something about the Gender vibes in a Zevran romance just. chefs kiss

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naturecalls111 · 8 months

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I didn't know you played fe3h! If you've got the time, I'd love to hear your thoughts about the game, favorite character, favorite house, etc! Have you played any of the other Fire Emblem games?

HI YOU UNLOCKED PANDORA'S BOX I WILL NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT FE3H GIVEN THE CHANCE.

I love love LOVE it. Recently I only play on hard or maddening mode, usually with New Game+, because I actually really enjoy the "repetitive" nature of the combat and playing on a more difficult level requires me to think a little bit more about tactics + makes me feel more accomplished when I level up or unlock a support chain. Otherwise I think some characters are like. Totally broken in how strong they are and it lowkey makes the combat portion of the game less technically rewarding.

Favourite character just on an overall basis is by far Dedue and it's not even close. I love everything about him and could base an entire post on him alone. I think he's so complex and his relationship with Dimitri (and the entire Blue Lions house, really), beyond just my shipping of them, is so zealous and important to me as a narrative. When I unlocked their final support and it's revealed to us that Dedue, in his heart, has always wanted the same thing as Dimitri - to be able to call him a friend, to be able to call Dimitri by his name, as equals, argh I could cry just thinking about it. He is so kind hearted, he is so gentle, he is so funny, he is so Good. (CF route Dedue doesn't exist to me because if he Did then I would be in a catatonic state of sadness for the rest of my life, and SS/VW Dedue also makes me too sad to think about, but AM Dedue, cries, all his supports are really so very interesting)

And then in no order past that, my favourites are Dimitri, Sylvain, Felix, Petra, Edelgard, Hilda, and Linhardt. (Ok maybe it's a little bit in order...) Gameplay wise especially I love Dimitri and Hilda, I think they're utterly overpowered, and I recruit Felix no matter what house I go into... Felix is like my easy win when it comes to battle, he simply dominates. Half the time he is my MVP because I send him off alone knowing he'll do the vast majority of the work without ever getting hit back lol

My favourite house is so obvious through my favourite characters - I'm just too partial to the Blue Lions, I'M SORRY I'M SORRYYYYY they have the Faerghus Four... and DimiDue... and Sylvix... and Mercedes my forever wife (I literally marry her EVERY TIME... my big booby nurse wife)... and Ashe who is my underdog archer 5ever... All the support chains in Blue Lions makes my heart really fluttery and happy, I think they feel overall like the house that is closest to each other? Ingrid and Felix have their issues with Dedue (though to be fair Felix has a grand issue with everybody in the beginning except Annette it seems LMAO) but I think barring that (which gets mostly resolved anyway) I think they're a very tight-knit group with mutual love and care for one another in a way that seems inherent to the house. Those things seemed to be needed to be honed a little bit more in the other houses through exposure to each other and effectively experiencing the war together. I think the Golden Deers, to me, felt the coldest to each other in the beginning.

Which brings me to say that my next favourite house would have to be the Golden Deers. They are so, so, so, so damn funny and lonely and nuanced and the dynamics within the house are so animated and chaotic, WAY more than the other houses. I blame Claude, Hilda, and Lysithea's presence LOL, both of whom I love deeply - I think the GD's make for an incredibly funny ensemble cast and Lorenz's general existence is like a threat to human kind I'm mostly obsessed.

And then it would be the Black Eagles. The Beagles have some of my favourite support chains in the game, I really love them. I can't explain it briefly, but there's something that feels very poignant and heavy about playing the BE house. For me it's a very different experience than playing the other houses because the relationships they build feels so tied to past and emerging pains that there feels to be a perpetual tension even after I finish playing (and, again, I always recruit Felix so the BE/CF route becomes EXTRA trauma central, Felix's dialogues are actually heartbreaking in this route and I am still not normal about from the first time I had to face the fact of WHAT I DID TO HIM WHEN I RECRUITED HIM TO THE CF ROUTE...) Also Beagles has Caspar/Dorothea support chain and it actually makes me howl laughing every time I go through it. I love Caspar.

Quick irrelevant side note, it's still stupid to me we couldn't bring Jeralt back. I honestly never care to complain about "lazy writing" for games like this because there's SO MUCH WRITING to be done that like, yeah, fine I get that Jeralt had to die, but "it's fate" doesn't cut it for me. I'd rather Jeralt died away from Byleth so that Byleth had absolutely no possibility of reviving Jeralt or even trying to save him.

Another side note, Felix not being able to have MLM endings is the biggest mistake the game ever made. How do you write one of your gayest characters to be straight. And you know what, on that note, I don't believe in Bi Linhardt either - we need more bi guys in general and then Linhardt should be gay, NO WOMAN deserves to deal with his BS lmao.

Last side note, F!Byleth is the real Byleth. I only ever play M!Byleth on my CF routes because I always marry Linhardt and he is strictly MLM to me fhufhskdjf

I haven't played the other Fire Emblem games but I have plans on playing FE: Awakening and maybe FE Warriors: Three Hopes if only to see DimiDue interacting again with new support chains :3c I watched it already but I want to earn it.... Ask away if somehow there is something I DIDN'T cover - thank you a million times for the ask, I love FE3H so very deeply and will always talk about it given the chance....

#nc111qna #other fandoms #other fandoms: fire emblem

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greyias · 8 months

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Looking at Steam, I realized that Ari has only earned 17 of her 100 gold goal for this campaign, and besides, it's been way too long since I had her bring joy and music to the NPCs stuck in a land of eternal darkness.

It's time for a Reunion Tour: Dislocated Shoulder edition

I guess as a surprise to no one but me, but most of the brainwashed cultists and wandering ghouls around Moonrise Towers could care less about Ari rocking Old Time Battles on her lute. I forgot to go serenade everyone down in the prison, but I've got a feeling that will be a bust as well.

Unfortunately there's not too many living beings in a forever cursed land of darkness (for some odd reason), so the only other place I could think of to do a little busking was Last Light Inn.

The cows are still big fans, and will still run across the map to come listen to some lilting musical notes. Also, apparently if you have "Speak with Animals" active, you can hear their comments. Which today seem to consist of "Hmm?"

Harper Hangfar is a gd cheapskate. PAY ME YOU JERK I'm playing my heart out here!

And Barcus Wroot will fucking Naruto run up some stairs shouting very politely that he'll stop shoving you out of the way just as soon as he finds the source of that beautiful noise.

So will the rest of the inn for that matter. Barcus's favorite song is also apparently "Nobles Have a Certain Spice" (oh, I bet they do, you saucy boy)

Jaheira and Harper Callie will also join Barcus in rushing up the stairs and crowding around for their free concert (that they did not tip me for, thank you VERY much), but they'll also shout out over the crowd to discuss battle tactics, before resuming cheering.

His Majesty also seems to generally approve of the music in the same way cows do. So. I guess there's that.

Also no one tried to decapitate Gale with a gold piece this time, because they're all cheapskates who probably don't pay for Spotify Premium too.

#grey's bg3 tag #bg3 spoilers #bg3 posting #ari's musical adventures #we are still at 17/100 gold #a very unproductive evening #but i guess they're all more concerned about not dying or something #i'll have to remember to try and do an underdark tour because i think i forgot to do one there #(and also the society of brilliance lady in the mountain pass)#hope there's lots of people in act 3 #otherwise we're never making it to 100 at this rate #ari's og campaign

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bustyasianbeautiespod · 3 months

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(1/2) heyo! I am running behind and just listened to your ep on 4x22 (fantastic as always). I havent listened to the season 4 wrap up yet, so if you have already addressed this feel free to disregard! you mentioned a few times being confused by lilith's actions this ep and i just wanted to say that i have always read this ep as very much her following the plan, not trying to survive. she is at the st mary's precisely so that sam can kill her there and raise lucifer. ik y'all like the sam as the

(2/2) Jesus to Lucifer's Gd ideal but imo for the demonic version of christianity, that is Lilith! She is the child of her god, in whom he is well pleased, and with her death the curtain in the temple is torn asunder and the people are given direct access to her god! she is the sacrificial lamb, sam is just like. the roman state? ig? and 4x18 is just her garden of gethsemene moment where she is bargaining for a way to have the cup taken away from her. but she and ruby were in it together

HELLOOOO TY FOR THIS we did not mention it in the s4 wrapup! first u r sooo right about lilith as a jesus figure!!! like lucifer twisted and shaped her soul and then led her to the abattoir! sam as roman state is so true maybe w a dash of pharaoh bc azazel kept hardening his heart through the baby demon blood feeding and the psychic hunger games and the ruby in general. and 4.18 as garden of gethsemane makes so much sense actually! (lilith should've sung jesus christ superstar in 4.18 or they should've killed wishful thinking worst ep evah to put a musical episode in after 4.18. they could justify it as a "chuck's author powers go off the rails" fun time. this is what riverdale does right) and after she has her moment of doubt she recovers and tells ruby where to find her personal chef so sam can drink and kill her in preparation for the big sacrifice. i think i was also thrown by "don't be afraid. we're going to save the world" in 4.22 but to her paradise on earth IS demons coming up to rule it so that works too. man sorry to lilith that all that happened i hope she and ruby are lying next to each other in the empty complaining about sam and swapping torture tips

- Crystal :)

#asks

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dukeoftheblackstar · 3 months

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I don't know if you still remember, but I just logged back in to my Tumblr after so many years because I suddenly got reminded of that miscarriage thread you had with Duke and I just am not over that. I also read through that thread you had with Julian Priest and I was wondering if you'd ever write for Duke again? It doesn't have to be smut or erotica but I just miss him, you know?

I miss how you write his ocd because I relate to him a lot and how he's such a graceful power top with a big bag of coke on the side.

OMG, I will literally flip this gd table if you're my Angie-mun ;----; Are you? Are you Angie — I am horrible at names, so please do not take offense if I forgot your name ;---------; ... But are you, Angie?!

That thread is so close to my heart I weep. The angst that went on in that is just too much that we had to stop it because I didn't want Angie (if you're not her — if I'm reading your tone right) feeling depressed and obligated to respond.

We continued it via DMs but even so, there was so much care that happened that I felt bad she got the hate end of the stick because it was 'out there' you know? Apparently, people weren't jiving with it even if it was under the truncate line and back then trigger warnings weren't big BIG and we were always so careful with talking in the tags.

Everyone seems to really like the thing I had with Julian, albeit a bit gore and violently erotic. But hey, I'm only as good as the partner I get.

And thank you ;---; . I project my OCD on the Duke because I write as his persona not as David, David. But thank you so much for seeing and resonating with him in that part of my writing. BIG APPRECIATE HUGS ♥.

I also thought about writing for the Duke and I have a few wips I've abandoned so long ago because whenever I write him, people freak out about who I mention or who I write with. I hope that's not the case anymore because the last time I tried to be welcoming of everyone or even bringing up a name, the whole bowie rp fandom keeps lopping my partners' head off — specially if it's a girl.

It was such a traumatic experience. But you know, maybe I will, maybe I won't. Idk yet, but my boys are knocking on the door quite loudly recently. First it's Papa, then the Priest not long ago, and now with an influx of asks for the Duke, welpity welp welp.

#♝#dukeoftheblackstar answers #♝-answers #maybe i should tag this #but you know #holla at me in the DMs #the duke

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megchanowo · 2 years

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Omg Meg I’ve missed you so much and I finally came back to the community after 3 months I think?? But anyways I wanted to request a yandere great day x reader but if not it’s totally fine <33

Hihi :] Ive missed you and everyone else as well! I’ve taken a little summer vacation since I just recently got my license and have been partying lol!

Anyway, ask and you shall receive!

(Also since I’m trying to tie the Yandere!GD x reader Stories)

The sparkle in your eyes had been stolen long ago— perhaps a week after you had been yourself.

At your waist, your hands were buried in the soap water, washing away at a plate. Whilst in captivity, you opted to busy yourself with medial chores, almost like a housewife. Sure, Great never asked you as such but it was rather comforting feeling as if you had a part to play in his manor.

Unbeknownst to you, his golden eyes were stalking you from around the corner. There was a huge grin on his face. It wasn’t of malice or sadism— more of delight. He had practically had you figured out at this point, and he was glad to see that you were starting to feel a bit comfortable. When he first moved you into the manor, you wouldn’t dare touch any of his belongings, let alone leave your room.

He gave you a few more minutes to finish up your chore and finally stalked over. It didn’t startle you anymore, but it did surprise you this time, as it was a few days since he last initiated conversation with you.

“Hello, dearest,” he spoke with a low voice, “spare me your time for a moment.”

You nodded nonchalant, your heart dropping a bit while you tried to mask it. Deep inside, you felt the undeniable fear of him finally casting you away into the chasm just outside. But, your fear slowly died down as he led you through the opposite door to the chasm, and outside through an entrance you had never bothered to investigate before.

Through the door, was the first area of growth you had seen in the city. While it wasn’t big, it was still beautiful as it contrasted against the dark haze of the chasm below. You could still see the first layer of fog once looking over the fancy stone walls. There was small weeds and flowers popping from the soil below. It made you wonder what exactly caused this miracle of growth to happen.

Almost on cue, Great made his way beside your slanted figure over the waist-high stone wall. His voice was a deep rumble; “I had Emotionless run some experiments on this patch of land. It is actually pretty recent,” He snaked his grip around your hand, and you shivered at the cold leather of his glove whilst he continued speaking, “I hope you enjoy it, as I made it for you.”

It nearly felt like your heart was stuck in your throat. Such a grand gesture meant you were all the more indebted to him. The sting behind your eyes forced you to look ever further away from him.

It wasn’t long before he squeezed your hand, a way of asking for your response. You gulped, “It’s simply great, dear.” You spoke monotonous and forced the pet name through your lips.

He was well omniscient with your head, now. And seeing you try to call him a nickname put a smile to lips, and a gold-like dust over his defined face. Sure, he may be crazed for you but his wits were far beyond as to get angered by something you cannot control.

To him— it was important that you were trying.

Then, he took your face in one of his hands, and your eyes met his unmasked one. There was a glint in his eyes, and by now this meant he was nervous to tell you something.

Now, if you had admitted that to anyone, you would be deemed a fool. But the last couple months allowed you to see another side of him(which actually made him a little endearing to you…). The same affect happened when he told you he loved you for the first time.

You braced yourself— was it going to be that he was finally going to get rid of you? Or perhaps that he was going to use your face to make another mask of his?

During your mental rambling, he knelt down onto one of his long legs. By the time you had snapped out of your thoughts, time seemed to stop. You had never seen him below you before. Although his tall and broad stature didn’t make the present height difference all too much, you still felt comforted when he was on his knee.

The leader was quick to notice the soften in your stare. He used this opportunity to grasp your other smaller hand, and looked you sternly in the eyes as he spoke, “I’m sure you’ve expected this. I know you’re probably not one to rush into things like this, and I am prepared for you to answer.”

All of your questions were answered once he let go of both of your hands to pull out another mask from one of the inner pockets of his coat. This one seemed to be the other half of the one he always wore— while not the exact other half, it was tailored to fit you and still connect to its counterpart. You gaped at the sight.

“While this does mean you will be stuck with me, if you comply it will open you up to some new freedoms— as well as some responsibility.” You immediately translated what he was saying. This was a proposal.

You suppressed your face from contorting, feeling like the sky had fallen upon your shoulders, never to be lifted again and you would be damned for eternity to carry this new burden of becoming the leader’s wife. You felt tears began to roll down your face.

His hand, once again, lifted to comfort you. He knew that you wouldn’t take it all too well, and was ready to use some force against you if you tried to run again. He took a breath in as you pulled away from his hand, ready to sprint after you.

“I’m not going to run,” You stated flatly while drying your face, “I accept your proposal… but I will need time to adjust.”

“Time?” Great murmured under his breath, eyes quickly darting around your figure, “Dearest, time is something you will never be deprived of. You complying is the one thing that will make me happy— What ever you desire shall be brought to you.”

He soon gathered his composure again, save for his glossy eyes(which is a sight no one would ever dare to imagine.) He then scooped you up in his arms, almost enclosed within his coat. And for once you felt comfortable enough to sink into his grasp, without the pins of fear stabbing you in the chest.

Maybe it would work out, after all.

———

So about the Yandere!Great - From here on out there wont be as many violent interactions between great and the reader. There’ll be more angst but moving into fluff and stuff. This is kinda a miniseries that I’m willing to continue with your guys’ requests!

#robloxmyths #daysunion #roblox #greatday #roblox myths #flamingo

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