#i mean i could just write a fic with these headcanons but i'm lazy

[kuppikahvia]

My headcanon is that Kaidan already had a huge crush on male Shepard during the events in Mass Effect 1, but Shepard is suffering from comphet and internalized homophobia and is also an oblivious idiot who doesn't take a hint. And Kaidan doesn't really push it too clearly either, because he's afraid of what Shepard's reaction would be - understandably so, because Shepard's social circle seems to be full of all kinds of xenophobes and bigots. So Kaidan keeps his feelings to himself.

Shepard then falls in love with Liara - who he pretty much sees as a woman but who also explains that she's not, because asari have no gender. This is the first time he really even thinks about these things, but it's pretty easy to swipe all that under a rug and pretend there's nothing to explore regarding his sexuality. Then after two years of being dead and then resurrected, he's reunited with Liara but the feelings just aren't there, and it's so bittersweet because Liara seems to also have fallen for someone else (Feron) and they know Shepard and Liara wouldn't work anymore but they still care about each other. They talk about it and decide to stay as just friends. His relationship with Liara also has a huge impact on why Kaidan was lowkey acting like a bitter ex during ME2

Shepard then meets Jack - a woman who also greatly suffers from comphet - and they find comfort from each other. And Jack being open about her bisexuality also makes Shepard really think about these things as well, and he slowly starts to explore his own sexuality too. In ME3 we see him comfortably flirting with his male friends and then Kaidan also opens as a romance option and damn is it rewarding when there's been a slow buildup for three games and then they finally get together

#i have a lot of Feelings #this is just my first playthrough so idk how much my headcanons will evolve #but i Am Living #because i started thinking about this headcanon in ME1 #and then everything that happened just worked out for that headcanon too aaaaaa #also i'm not familiar with the fandom so idk what is fanon but yeah #mass effect #mass effect headcanons #neo.txt #i mean i could just write a fic with these headcanons but i'm lazy #i love slowburns so much

[riswippiesx]

Love & Care | Toji Fushiguro X Fem! Reader

🌷 Part two

•The confession and aftermath🌸 Part one(headcanons)

Theme: mild angst, fluff, slightly suggestive at the end(very mild, just some hint)

Warnings: ooc Toji, age gap(Toji is in his early 40s and reader is in her early 20s), suggestive jokes, nervousness, not proof read[I'm lazy asf😐]

Notes: Finally the part two is here. I'm sorry if Toji doesn't sound like Toji😭 I didn't want to make him a rude bratty guy here. also so sorry for the delay. This Toji has no filters and says suggestive jokes. I have portrayed Megumi's relation with Toji in a frank manner. They are like friends more than typical son and dad.

Also long stroy warning!!⚠️ I just love to write long fics! So don't mind. I hope you enjoy🦋

Oh the nervousness! It was ruling over your mind and you hated it. Once you even decided to ditch the evening meet up and put some excuses later on when Megumi would be furious at you. You could handle it, you were great at calming Megumi down all the time. It'd be piece a cake. But again, you knew you would regret in future thinking everything was already fallen in places except for one single piece, The confession.

The dilemma was draining but a faint possibility of getting together with a man whom you actually wanted, was keeping you up and thus you decided to shrug off all the thoughts of ditching the meet up and went to take a shower.

And the shower worked like charm for you. Your mind was finally working straight and you did all the routines you needed. You pampered your hairs and your body just the way it seemed right. After all, the evening might turn into something really special. Well there were chances, at least.

You dried yourself after shower and texted Megumi if the date was still on and he reassured you everything was fine. He didn't forget to warn you about the scary circumstances if you dared to back off in the last moment and the last thing you wanted was to offend determined Megumi. So you assured him that you won't back off.

You mothered Megumi, but sometimes he turned into a strict guide towards you and this time wasn't any exception. So you chose a outfit, suitable enough in your eyes. You decided to keep your look subtle. You were almost done when your phone ringed once. It was Megumi, who texted you the address of the beautiful cafe where he decided to bring his dad. You texted him back and left for an uncertain but exciting evening.

"Are you sure that you will be okay with me? I mean you said it was a hang out with your friend.. So..?", Toji asked, buttoned up with black shirt.

"Of course dad. Will you stop asking me the same question for like tenth time now?", Megumi looked at his dad's direction with a tired expression. He purposely didn't mention your name. He said that his friends wanted to meet his dad, since they thought his dad was so cool, which was quite a truth but Toji barely believed that. But Megumi somehow convinced him.

He felt like a dad, who was trying to set up two children. It was too much to deal with but if the whole thing turned out in the way he thought, it would be worthy enough. But he didn't have any plan about the opposite results at all.

He brushed off his thoughts soon after and hurried his dad, "C'mon, why are taking so long to get ready, dad? Hurry up already..or we will be late"

"Oh boy. Don't rush me up. I'm an old man. Spare me", Toji smirked at his son while fixing his waist belt. Megumi sighed in response.

"You? Old man? Yeah sure", Megumi mocked back. He wasn't as old as he claimed. After all, he was the one who was getting a girl, while Megumi barely had a talking phase with anyone. Anyway.

It took you 30 minutes to reach to that certain cafe but you were the one who reached first, actually. You stood outside and noticed the ambience inside. Being honest, it was really beautiful and eye catching. The dim lights added an extra charm to it. You smiled. Megumi did a great job in finding a proper place.

You waited for near 10 minutes when you heard a familiar voice calling for you.

"Y/n?"

Yoy looked back and found your dream man with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. And that was enough to melt your heart. Moreover, he looked extremely handsome in his all black look. His black shirt, black pants and that gorgeous black overcoat— oh he looked expensively glorious. You couldn't look away.

"T-Toji san..", a smile appeared on your lips as you stated his name.

"I didn't expect you...to be that friend...?"

"....what friend?"

"The one who said that I was cool and wanted to meet me..?"

Oh so that was Megumi's excuse huh.

"Yeah..I well..actually they will arrive soon.."

"Alright...is there any other female friend?"

"No...?!"

"I see...so here...." He offered the flowers to you. "Megumi told to give these flowers to the his female friend and since no other female friend of his is coming, I hope these are meant for you..?" He smiled and you died at pretty his smile.

"..thank you...these are my favorite.."

"Oh? Great. But Megumi couldn't give it to you..sorry for that..he said he left his phone at home and he needed it contact with that certain friend..so he went back to take it and I came here....that boy is so clumsy.." He laughed.

What a great actor you are, Gumi! You praised him in your mind and smiled. "That's okay.."

"Yeah let's wait here till he arrives."

"It's fine, let's.. Go inside if you don't mind..he will join us later..? Or...well the tables might get all booked..."

Toji was silent for while before he agreed and you two entered the cafe. If it looked great from outside, it looked heavenly once you entered. The light music in the background was putting everything together.

The two of you were guided to a pre-booked table and sat there. You had plenty of topics to chat about but this evening wasn't for chitchat. You needed to get to the point but it was scary. You couldn't bare rejection, not from your dream man. Toji was speaking to you but it was hard for you to focus when so much was going on in your head.

"Y/n..you are not responding.. Are you okay? Feeling alright?", he sounded worried and you realised that you were zoning out the entire time when he spoke.

"Well..sorry I was zoning out.."

"That's fine..you are okay right?"

"Yes", you smiled. He sounded so soft and caring. Was it real? Or were you being delusional? You couldn't tell. Then you forced yourself to engage in the conversation. You needed to divert your mind before actually confessing. It was just some basic chitchat when he mentioned.

"I can say some boys checking you out"

"Oh?"

"Yeah but let's ignore them. But you..do look pretty." A nervous giggle was the only thing you could do as a response. Your heart was pounding so hard that it might come out. Even Toji might hear it. Shit. You needed to get yourself together.

"Y/n are you really okay? Are you feeling uneasy? Want to go back? We can..."

"No..it's fine..no worries."

"You look like I need to worry. Your forehead is sweaty..it's kinda chilly today..you must feel sick.."

"No I..I am totally fine trust me..."

"Are you hiding something? Or you want to say something?"

You looked away. Your heart rate never became this fast. You knew it was the right time. You had to tell him your hearts content. Megumi worked hard to bring you two this far. You won't let him down. You won't let your future self regret. But you wasn't sure how to start.

At that moment of extreme nervousness, you felt Toji's hands on yours.

"It's okay Y/n..you can tell me pretty much whatever you want. I know I don't mind much. So calm down first and then say it."

Your eyes drifted back to his and his eyes hinted some care. Care for you. He was trying to comfort you. He was trying to help you. And it actually worked. Your extreme nervousness reduced a bit. You grabbed his hands back and closed your eyes. Yours eyes were shut untill you were again in control of your nerves.

You slowly opened your eyes. The peace you were feeling in your heart was so soothing. Your dilemmas weren't that much bold anymore. Your lips parted to form a few words.

"Toji san...I...like you...not as Megumi's dad..as..you..yourself.."

Toji took a moment to process the words you stated. You liked him? You? Such a gorgeous woman liked him? Was it a joke? You eyes didn't seem like one though.

Both of you stayed quiet and took your time. Your hands were still in his hold. But he took back his hands. And that was the last thing you wanted to happen but you imagined this a thousand time in your head. Rejection. Rejected by your dream man. Rejected by Toji Fushiguro. Was he refusing your feelings? Of course he was. Why would he ever be with a younger girl like you? He wasn't that fallen to consider his son's friend as his partner.

Your heart and mind was getting bitter.

"..excuse me..for a bit..y/n..I need to go check if Megumi is coming..."

Part of you wanted to yell ans say that he won't come. This evening was meant for you and him and him only. But another part kept your lips shut together. You just nodded in approval and with that Toji left the cafe.

You were certain that he partially rejected you. He didn't like you. Megumi was wrong, so wrong. You shouldn't have listened to him. You could have faced the longing but this..this wasn't something you could bare. All the times you spent with Toji, made you fall even further for him. His laugh, his jokes..you laughed a lot. His eyes, so deep to even drown you. His noticable scar, which he stated to be sign of his daring younger life's stunts- you adored that a lot. His face even looked better with it. You loved all of it but it was all for your own self. You didn't have to confess it. Dumb! Really dumb!

You looked down. The bitterness was consuming you. You wanted to cry but some strong determination in you didn't let you embarrass yourself any further in a public place. You just sat there with you head on your both hands.

Toji quickly came out. He really hoped that you didn't notice the faint blush on his face. He couldn't recall the last time he blushed like this. It was overwhelming. He wasn't sure when things turned into something more than just some chitchat about Megumi's well being. He ignored it all untill one day, when he found himself thinking about your pretty smile while working or making dinner or taking a pleasant shower.

He was ashamed of himself when he found that he had fallen for a girl half of his age, and she was literally his son's best friend. How could he? But he did and it was hard to sallow that fact. Everytime you stopped by to chat or met up to hang out, he was mesmerized by you. You brought a ray of sunshine in his dull days. His heart was filled with so much love after many years. Your memories, smell, words lingered around him for hours after you left each time.

But he thought it just one sided. Sometimes he felt you might like him back but he scolded him for thinking that far.

It was all proven actually right when you confessed. His heart stopped, ears perked up. You felt the same as he did? How could the world be so perfect. His heart told him to accept right away but a person appeared in his mind's mirror. Megumi. His son. How would he react if he found out his dad with his best friend?

And that was when a lot came in together. He got a faint clue about Megumi's consent in all this. Almost every time you two met up cause Megumi brought you two together. You two were all in meet ups while Megumi left each time with some weird excuses. He guessed something but certainly not this far. He needed to confirm if it was all in his brain or Megumi was actually involved in this. Thus he excused himself and came out of the restaurant. He knew that it was rude of him. He noticed how your face darkened when he excused himself but he couldn't afford to make a mistake in taking his further decision where you two were linked.

He brought out his mobile and dialled Megumi's number. He didn't pick up. Toji kept on calling and in the seventh attempt, Megumi finally picked up the call.

"Yeah I just got back and grabbed my phone, dad. Don't worry i'll be..." Megumi's fake statement was cut by Toji.

"Megumi be honest with me. Did you willingly set me up with Y/n?"

Megumi went silent. He had nothing to say as a reply to that.

"Megumi, I want an answer." Toji again spoke.

"Dad..."

"Yeah I'm listening"

Megumi sighed in disappointment, "...yes...I did..sorry..."

"How many times?"

"Pretty much all the time..."

"Wow"

"Are you upset?"

Toji didn't reply to that. He couldn't. He wasn't upset bur he was confused.

"Sorry...if you are...just don't blame her-"

"I'm not..just tell me one thing. Why did you do all these? Are you okay with... Your best friend being with your...dad?"

"I am always okay. Even I want you two to date"

"Why do you say so?"

"Why? You two literally talk about each other all the time. You have no idea how Y/n just keeps praising you all the time. And then at home, you do the same about her. You two didn't know how to keep things up, so I did the favour. Now tell me one thing. Did she confess?"

"She did."

"I hope you accepted"

"I came out of the restaurant without saying much"

"Dad...you are a game spoiler..."

"How on the earth would I know that you were this intrigued about us.."

"What?"

"I thought you would creep out if you get to know about I was dating your friend-"

"No I won't. When you two go so well with each other, why would I?"

"Right...so should I ...accept..?"

"You are asking? Yes you should! Geez!"

"Alright."

"You old people are so dramatic"

"Still your best friend liked me over you", Toji grinned over the call and Megumi could heard the sarcasm in his tone.

"Yeah yeah whatever. Just go back and accept."

"Sure, thanks"

"Go!"

And the hang up. Toji was sure about his next move. He would confess as well that he liked you, he loved you. You were the woman who made him gasp from time to time. You were the woman who fluttered his heart.

Thinking about you brought a smile to his face. He took a deep breath and turned to go back inside. That was when you came out. You looked tensed and upset. He knew he screwed up. He had to fix it.

"Y/n..."

"You were right.. I am actually not feeling well. Don't worry I talked with the manager. They cancelled the booking. You can go back. Sorry for wasting your time. Also, Toji san..forget what I said. Please. It was just a....well don't mind", you forced a smile.

"Y/n no..you're getting it wrong.."

"Please don't push yourself Toji san. I totally understand."

"No you don't. Y/n listen to what I want to say"

You were silent. He took that chance and spoke.

"Y/n.. I didn't mind. Not at all. Why would I..when I felt the same.."

You looked up at him. Your eyes were slightly widened.

"Yes..I like you too..and not just as Megumi's friend. As you. Y/n you amaze me. You're an wonderful woman. I just didn't accept right away because..I wasn't sure what Megumi would think of me..if I did..."

"Gumi knows about-"

"Yes I talked to him already. Actually I came outside to call him. Didn't expect my boy to go that far" he laughed a bit. "But I'm glad he did. Because I didn't have that courage to make a move on you. It felt so wrong to think about you as my partner at this age..I thought it was one sided. But your words cleared my thoughts and I'm really so glad that you feel the same for me."

"Are you...sure?"

"One hundred percent" he stated confidently which was enough to make you chuckle. Oh how pretty you looked with a smile on your face. "So ......is the proposal still valid?"

"It is always valid." You smiled. Toji's eyes softened a bit more as he grabbed your hand and kissed it.

"Great. Now let me ask you out this time..okay?"

"On a street side?"

"For now, yes."

"The people?"

"I don't really mind"

"Well..okay"

Toji got on his knees and hold your hands close to his heart. "Y/n..will you...will you do a favour to this old man and be his girlfriend?" You giggled at his goofy confession and replied, "I'd love to" and with that he kissed your hand once again.

Since you cancelled the booking, Toji decided to take you to his favorite bakery and you tried some of the cookies and desserts, so did he. You two were like two birds in love. And it was actually pure love. The adoration was so content in your relationship that you both felt at home in each other's presence.

After hanging for a bit more, Toji stopped at a flower shop and bought your favorite flowers for you, as you left the previous bouquet at the cafe. Also he didn't buy that with the intension of giving it to you in with his consciousness. So it was needed. You were delighted, so was him.

You walked as you talked. His car wasn't there since he told Megumi to drive back to take his phone. Well he didn't know things were all planned anyway. So you two decided to walk to your home.

It was a long walk yet that felt so less. Distance never seems enough when you are with your favorite person.

"Well, we are here..", Toji spoke with a smile.

"Yes..thank you..for today..Toji san.."

"Just Toji.."

"It'll take some time to adjust", you laughed.

"No problem"

"Good night. Let's meet another day, soon"

"Sure.." Smile never left his lips. You nodded and turned to get inside of your apartment but he again called you. You looked back while he stepped closer

"Forgive me for this but..." He didn't finish his sentence when you felt his lips on yours. That heavenly feeling, which you imagined so many times, was actually happening to you. Your soul jumped and shivered. You were quick to close your eyes aa you got lost in that one kiss. It hold so many emotions. After so many days, you were finally being kissed by the man you loved and adored a lot, by YOUR man.

He, on the other hand, found the peace of the world on your lips. His heart raced yet it bought peace to him. Your lips felt soft on his and his hands cupped your face. He just couldn't let your lips go.

Finally he let your lips go and looked at your face. You looked even more gorgeous up close. He admired you. Your eyes were closed yet he could tell your eyes would speak of happiness and excitement.

His breath fell on your face as you opened your eyes again. You eyes met his and his gaze brought the very common yet sweet factor of love to you, shyness. Your gaze drifted to the ground and your lips were slightly swollen from the kiss. He just wanted to kiss you again but he had to control himself. He didn't want to over do it. So he slowly let you go but stayed close to you.

"Did I cross the limit?" He smiled.

"No.."

"Glad to know" he kissed your cheeks and your heart just almost stopped. You wanted to hide your face. His direct gaze was piercing your through your soul. So you hugged him and hid your face in his embrace. Your action made him giggle softly and he hugged you back.

"There there..did I make you shy?"

"Didn't know you were such a tease"

"Well sweetheart, there's a lot you will learn from now on"

"..looking forward to it.."

"Yeah?" He slowly pulled you back and looked at you. "Sure?" and you nodded. A mischievous grin appeared on his features. "You will learn how far my teasing can go...soon" and he winked as he grabbed your waist. Your face was burning with shyness.

"Toji san! It's getting late...you should go back now..good night !" With that you made yourself free and ran inside your apartment with your racing heart.

The whole thing made him laugh hard. His phone rang and it was his son.

"Yeah..Hello"

"How did it go..?"

"Very well. She is now my girl"

"Thankfully."

"Yeah I even kissed her.."

"Well I didn't need to know that much dad....but yeah good for you two" Megumi smiled.

"I know. Just a show off"

"Old man!"

"Hey! Don't insult me like that..your mom won't like it.."

"Huh?"

"Y/n..she would certainly not like it if you insult her boyfriend and her possible future husband"

"I would never call her mom! No way"

"Someone else will..."

"Yikes. Can you please be careful about what are you saying and whom you are talking to! You are disgusting! Y/n would be so mad if she knew that you were saying such weird stuff to me about you two"

Toji laughed in response. "Sorry sorry..just kidding. Will be careful from now on don't worry.."

"Come back soon"

"Yeah"

Well...sorry for being so late omg💀 the college works are just..anyway..anyway...I hope it was okay? Cause I typed for so long lol☠️

Also, Requests are currently closed! I'll inform when they will open again. I'm keeping my chat box open but I would just delete all the requests if I get anything from today untill I open my request box again. sorry💗

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[headfullofpresley]

𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝟓𝟎𝐬!𝐄𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐬 | 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

Warnings: teeth rottin' fluff, make out sesh. kinda long but 50s!el is my baby boy.

A/N: since my brain is chaotic with fic ideas most of the time and i'm too lazy to write all of them out, i decided to give headcanons a lil try ;). lately i haven't been quite in the mood for smut or anything naughty naughty, so enjoy this piece of softness. 💗

you can imagine elvis to be famous or not, up to you!

Lots of dates.

Mostly initiated by you because you come up with ideas where to go, but he loves it.

The both of you would spend too much money on new clothes and records. He loved shopping as much as you did.

Picking out outfits for each other and showcasing them, driving the sales person crazy because you'd hog the fitting rooms for hours.

MATCHING OUTFITS! (i will simply pass away)

It's usually the colors that you'd match together, but he liked buying the exact same thing as well - mostly shirts and jackets.

Doesn't like it, but would carry the shopping bags and your purse if you'd ask.

Listening to new music that recently came out at record stores. This is definitely a weekly activity.

Diner dates!!!

Sharing a milkshake with two straws, because you're cheesy like that.

He always lets you have the cherry on top of the whipped cream.

Flipping a coin to decide who will pick the next song on the jukebox.

Most of the time you'll stay until closing time, unless you two have plans to hang out with friends that evening.

DRIVE IN DATES.

You'll go see whatever movie is popular at the time, not caring what genre it is because the both of you don't care about the movie at all.

You two will watch the first half hour, until the snacks are gone and you're all over each other.

It stays with just kissing on most nights at the drive in, but sometimes he'll mention the blanket he has in his trunk and you'll allow him to get what he wants.

Because even though you're a little shy about doing stuff in public, you want him just as bad and can rarely resist him.

THE MEMPHIS FAIR, BABY!

You can spend hours and hours at the fair.

Riding the same rides over and over again, stuffing your face with food, spending way too much money on games to win prizes.

He refuses to leave the fairgrounds until he won you at least one big prize.

You were just as happy with the smaller stuffed animals, but he had his mind set on a huge panda bear and you knew there was nothing you could do to talk him out of it.

He won it, ofcourse he did, and carried it to the car for you.

He put the bear on a chair that stood near your wardrobe in your bedroom, making sure it faced the bed.

You couldn't help but feel a little awkward whenever the two of you were intimate and the bear was right there, staring back at you.

On nights when Elvis wouldn't be staying over, you'd turn the panda around so you would actually be able to get some rest without feeling creeped out.

Road tripssss!

In either his Pink Cadillac or Cadillac Eldorado. Your knowledge on cars is pretty much non existent, but you like the colors.

Warns you to tighten your headscarf when he speeds down the highway, but you never listen nor learn so you always lose it.

You bring snackies, but it's never enough and you both start craving fastfood as soon as a restaurant comes in sight.

The choice is always McDonald's, since you don't go there much and it became one of your little 'date locations' during these road trips.

He always insists on using the drive-through, but makes you get out of the car because you spilled ketchup on his seat once.

“As if you never spilled anything in this car,” you huffed with an eye roll, eating your burger from a safe distance from his car.

You knew he'd get the double meaning and he'd give you a smug grin, playfulness on his tongue as he spoke.

“And who’s fault is that, hmm?”

You'd flip him off, making him chase you around the parking lot before pushing you back in the car when your burger flew out of your hands and on the window of a parked vehicle.

During the summer, he'd beg and beg for you to get on the back of his motorcycle and while you were a little nervous about it, you agreed because you couldn't listen to him talk about it for another second.

You loved it more than expected and the roles soon flipped around - you being the one asking him to go on rides.

While the both of you loved to go out and hang with your mutual or own friends, you loved staying in just as much.

Because the both of you still lived at home, you'd often be cooped up in your bedrooms.

Despite being young and your relationship being fairly fresh, you two didn't go at it every chance you got but neither of you had a problem with this.

You liked being in each others' company, no matter what you were doing.

Sometimes he'd go through your entire vinyl collection that you had neatly placed on a shelf above your desk and he'd play record after record.

He didn't like all of them, but played them nonetheless because you liked them and he loved hearing you hum along.

Being in your presence calmed him down. He especially loved it when you'd lay with your head on his lap so he could play with your hair while you were reading.

When it was a book, he'd busy himself by trying to make little braids in your hair.

But when you'd be flipping through a random magazine, he wouldn't shut up.

“Read me the music columns, baby,”

Takes the magazine out of your hands because he wants to read them again with his own eyes.

Snatching the magazine back out of his hands, he lets you flip through it again but will tell you to slow down because he didn't finish reading the page you're on.

He'd point out the things he would love to see on you when you'd look at the clothes that were currently trending.

“This would look real cute on you,” he would say, pointing out a baby pink skirt with cherries embroidered onto it.

When his eye catches the polo shirts in all the colors of the rainbow, he gets excited.

“We could get a matching pair!”

“Elvis, I’m pretty sure these are for girls,”

He'd look down at you with a smug grin on his face, scoffing softly. “Honey, I don’t care. You know how good I look in pink,”

You knew he was probably dead serious about it, but laughed at him and circled the shirts with a pen to get back to them later. If he wanted one, he could get one.

When you'd linger a little too long on a page with Marlon Brando's face printed on it, he didn't do much to hide his jealousy.

“Stop droolin’ over this fucker and read me my horoscope already,”

You'd laugh and caress your fingers over Brando's face, sighing dreamily which would get your boyfriend even more riled up as he'd huff and pout, trying to get the magazine out of your hands.

You gave him what he wanted eventually, reading his horoscope to him.

He'd smile and nod when his week seemed to be looking up according to the stars, but when it wasn't as good as he hoped it would be, he would scoff and roll his eyes.

“Pssh, what a load of bull,”

He pretended not to believe in these things, but you knew he did.

Whenever your or his parents were away, you'd mostly be hanging out in the living area.

It was the only place in both your houses with a TV and it was nice to be able to watch your shows without any parents or siblings talking through the whole damn time.

Your attention span was short whenever you were in your boyfriend's presence, and so was his because casually watching TV on the couch always turned into make out sessions.

Elvis was the first boy you kissed, but he taught you well and you found yourself becoming obsessed with kissing him.

He tasted like Pepsi and you had grown accustomed to the lingering taste of the cigars he smoked throughout the day.

His favorite position was when you'd be next to him, your legs draped over his lap so he could run his hand along the side of your thigh, his other hand placed at the nape of your neck.

It was comfortable for you too and you loved playing with his hair (as much as the product in it would allow you to) and resting your hand on his chest or on the side of his neck.

His kisses were soft and gentle, allowing you to take the lead so you could set the pace. He wanted you to be comfortable and while he was a tad bit more experienced, he wanted you to show him what you liked.

He thought he might know everything about you and your body, but he realised you could still teach him a thing or two about yourself. Elvis hated studying, but when the subject was you, he was the best student of the class.

“You taste like strawberry today,” he'd point out, going in for a kiss in between every word to kiss the slight gloss off your lips.

“I bought a new lip balm today,”

Humming deeply against your lips, he'd dip his tongue across your lower lip, sucking on it gently.

“Do they sell more of those flavors?”

You giggled, listing off all the flavors. He decided that he wants to kiss every single one off those pretty lips of yours.

“Let’s try ‘em all, baby,”

He wouldn't give you much time to agree, his hand running up your thigh and squeezing softly as he'd dip his tongue deeper in your mouth.

Slightly tilting his head and moving his hand from your neck to wind around your shoulder, your lips fell into a comfortable and slow paced rhythm.

The two of you were in sync, perfectly aware of each others' next moves and it made you shut out the world around you.

Your favorite show that was playing on the TV had become nothing but background noise.

His large hand would engulf your smaller shoulder, squeezing you softly in the embrace because he wants to feel you closer against him.

Unfortunately for the both of you, you still had to fill your lungs with oxygen but when you'd pull away from each other, his hand that had been on your thigh would move to the side of your face, cupping your cheek.

Nuzzles the tip of his nose against yours as he takes stammered breaths, his eyes taking in every detail of your face.

He'd caress his thumb across your lower lip, the corner of his mouth rising in a grin as he looked at your slightly swollen lips and the smudged tint of your lip balm.

“My pretty baby has pretty lips,”

Those words made you blush every damn time and he knew it all too well.

He liked seeing your cheeks heating up, flushing a shade of pink because of him.

“Could kiss ‘em all day, every day,”

Small, open mouthed kisses on your parted lips as his thumb caressed your cheek bone.

Whenever you wanted to kiss him properly again, he'd laugh softly and teasingly pull away because he wasn't done looking at you.

Always complimenting you on how pretty you look with your lips swollen like that, how he loved kissing you and how much he loves you.

Saying it back made you even more shy, but he wouldn't kiss you again until you told him. He knew you loved him, but he loved hearing you say it.

“I love you, Elvis. Please kiss me,” you'd pout and whine a little, knowing that usually got you what you wanted.

Ofcourse it did this time too, because he was weak for you.

“Okay, fine, fine. Because baby asks so nicely,” would give you a theatrical and playful sigh, rolling his eyes before he'd lean in again and capture your lips in a kiss again.

You'd happily let him take charge after a little while, moving along to his pace as he'd deepen the kiss.

You two didn't always kiss with the intention of sex, but you knew whenever he'd moan into your mouth and his hand started creeping underneath your skirt or dress that it was his sign that he wanted more.

You were more than happy to give it to him. Sometimes you'd make it to your room in time and sometimes your parents came home before you even had the chance to take things a step further.

Jumping away from each other and pretending to watch TV, you were pretty sure you could never fool your or his parents but they never commented on it because they too had been young once.

Takes about half an hour to kiss you goodbye at the door when he'd be over at your house, or in the car when he'd take you home.

When you wouldn't be spending the night together after spending the entire day side by side, you'd talk for hours on the phone.

Sometimes it would be deep conversations about the future and sometimes it would be about absolutely nothing, but you enjoyed every second of it.

Neither of you would hang up until one of you would fall asleep or one of your parents came in to tell you to hang up, not understanding what in the world you could be talking about after being around each other most hours of the day.

But you and Elvis were inseperable and you believed it would stay like that forever.

#elvis presley x reader #austin!elvis x reader #elvis x reader #elvis x y/n #elvis #elvis presley #elvis presley imagine #elvis imagine #elvis presley fluff #elvis fluff #austin!elvis fluff #austin!elvis imagine #elvis presley smut #elvis smut #austin!elvis smut #elvis headcanons #elvis presley headcanons #elvis presley fandom #elvis fandom #elvis fans #elvis 2022 #austin!elvis #austin!elvis headcanons #tamwrites

[teecupangel]

Writing this as my pinned post since I have a bit of free time anyway.

Introduction:

Hi. You can call me teecup or angel. This is primarily my AC and writing tumblr blog.

I post my fics in AO3 as teecup_angel.

I also have this tumblr blog that’s mostly me reblogging other stuff and very rarely I post something personal, I guess.

I have a twitter too but I haven’t used it in… I wanna say nearing a year? Maybe??? Yeeaaahhhh…

I’m currently writing fics for Assassin’s Creed and my primary focus is Desmond Miles because he deserves better.

Warnings:

I will pair Desmond with anyone (and I mean anyone) and my OTP is AltDes. I also do write gen so if you want to look at my tumblr but you don’t ship Desmond with any of his ancestors, I suggest blocking the following tags (altdes, ezides, condes, haydes, eddes). I also use those tags even when it’s just hinted at just to be safe.

While I cannot stop any minor from looking at this blog, please note that this may contain nsfw posts and I curse like a repressed catholic who was not allowed to curse when they were young. Also, I use 'dumbass' affectionately.

For Asks and Requests:

My ask box is open for nonnies and I try to answer every ask I get unless they specify that they want to keep it private.

Also, if you left me a suggestion or request in AO3, I do try to keep notes of them.

If you do request something or just leave me a plot idea, the most you’ll get from me would be a rambling of how it could work and possible subplots we can add to it. I tend to write whatever strikes my fancy and I’m hesitant in posting too many wips in AO3. Here on tumblr though… short fic and drabbles galore. The only reason why I wouldn’t answer your ask is if I couldn’t get to it in time as I allot a specific time for all asks and reblogs I get. If you don’t see it answered, it only means I’ll get to it next time.

I'm also fine with anyone using any of the posts/fic here or in AO3 to write or draw something as long as the post is linked and I'm informed :)

Also, you can request any crossover ideas with Assassin’s Creed and I’ll find a way to kick Desmond into it. I am a big believer of Desmond is the ultimate isekai protagonist. XD

Concerning the tags of this tumblr:

I got lazy later on in tagging posts I reblog (mostly fanworks from other people) but:

Any ask I answer will have the tag: #ask and answer or #submission for long asks.

Any fic idea I write will have the tag: #teecup writes/has a plot or/and #fic idea: assassin's creed (note: this one usually does not get used for any reblogs with additional ideas so I guess check the reblogs and the replies? This also sometimes does not get used if I'm butting in on other people's posts because it kinda feels wrong to add it? I know I should add a different tag for that but we'll see if I do down the line XD)

Headcanons and analysis (they're sometimes the same???) have #teecup analyze more than necessary and/or #headcanon: assassin's creed

Sometimes I make edits with varying success of humor: #teecup edits (sometimes I do screw up use '#teecup edit' instead XD)

I also draw rarely: #teecup draws

AO3 Stuff:

At the moment (and this part will be updated if necessary), the following have a weekly Monday update:

Eagle of Alamut (Desmond gets thrown back to 12th century Jerusalem in his 16-year-old body, endgame: AltDes)

I also sometimes suddenly post sometimes 2 or 3 more fics all at the same time and it’s kinda my modus operandi to 'coincide' it with important AC dates.

(Also, for those asking me if I need a beta, yeah, most probably but then I would be obligated to remove the "No Beta We Die Like Desmond" tag and the tag is too funny for me to give it up. XD I'd appreciate any comments that tell me if I've written something wrong though, especially the non-English words I sometimes use.)

#this will be the pinned post #introduction #i guess #it's a long one though XD

[abnormalobjects]

hi boo! perhaps a sex w bauman headcanons?? just the vibe, or like top kinks? ty <3

Oooo yes I've been thinking about this question since I received it! I will actually be writing a fic with some of these headcanons... With that being said: MINORS DNI! NS/FW AHEAD!

Murray Bauman Sex Headcanons:

Murray is such a 'cut the bullshit' kinda guy imo! And by that I mean, 'let's stop the teasing and skip right to foreplay'

foreplay, foreplay, foreplay! Foreplay is such a huge thing for him. He wants you comfortable and wants your needs met.

He is very much a giver. Wants to see you sprawled out on his bed, moaning and crying out for him. He lives for the muffled moans that escape past your lips when his head his between your thighs.

Could literally give you head for the rest of his life holy shit. Your reactions do it for him, and he could just listen to you for hours.

Lazy sex is the best for him. He isn't going to speed run sex because it'll get him off and he can go to sleep. He'd much rather both of you be satisfied rather than just him (or just you, but he will compromise for you).

The vibe is very, very slow and lazy. But he ain't sloppy. His movements are very thought out and planned, they're just very slow drawn out! He is precise with what he's doing and knows everything that gets you going.

Very verbal during sex. Anything from degradation to praise. Whatever you're feeling at the moment is what's going to be said. Being extra bratty? Prepare for degradation. Being super sweet, or had a rough day? He's going to praise you in every way. Either way, he is making sure you're still satisfied.

Quickies are not his thing at all. He wants nothing more than to draw out your pleasure! He is not about hit it and get it. Not at all.

He wants you to be verbal too! Whether it's by moaning or speaking, he wants to know you're feeling good, especially because of him.

Lazy morning sex?? Sign him up! Loves how the morning sun hits your face when you're waking up and as soon as you smile at him, the sun making your eyes gleam, it's over. His lips are on yours and his hands are slowly moving over your body.

He is very skilled with his hands and tongue. And he knows this. He takes much pride in it.

And, please, tell him how good he's doing! He knows you're feeling great but the way your body is tensing and your clenching the sheets in your hands, but as soon as you tell him how good he's making you feel he will quickly finish foreplay and fuck you.

Loves having sex with you on his bed, his comfy sheets under you. But also doesn't mind literally anywhere else either. The wall? Check. The couch? Check. Wherever you two are at the moment when you're trying to tease him? He will find a quiet, secluded place to take you to.

Prefers his bed/anywhere in his home though, since he can and will take his time with you.

Omg I have so many more!! I hope you enjoyed these! I will be using some of my headcanons (that may or may have not ended up here) in a fic I'm currently writing though! Can't wait to post more for y'all!

Taglist:

@cuethediscoandthedrinks

#stranger things #murray bauman #murray bauman x reader #murray bauman smut #murray bauman headcanons #stranger things headcanons

[coq-courage]

I mentioned it before on post about a half-chinese Marc Anciel, but today we speak of a version that's much more near and dear to my heart because I am this

Hispanic and/or Latin American

And queer at the same time

As you might guess, that means I have lots more info about it culturally than I do about Chinese Marc as that was done via research that didn't include personal experiences

Anywho!

First off we're making those eyes hazel, he can have my sister's green-brown eyes and a wide stare

He can have my brother's skintone, lovingly bronzed from sports but pales when he spends too many days inside writing

He can have my dad's hair, pitch black even in the brightest sun, curling softly under his chin when it gets just long enough

Notice how this still sounds like Marc? Yet I described my family.

Look at Coq Courage and tell me he doesn't give you the impression of either a figure ice skater or a matador or both. I look at this hero and I see someone obviously Hispanic in my eyes

This Marc was born and the doctors said "this is a girl" so his parents pierced his ears as soon as they could.

Because that's what the culture does, they pierce baby girls' ears either within hours of birth or within months

Unknown to his family at the time that there is a large number of Latin Americans and Hispanics and Islanders (carribeans) that are born afab and turn out later on to be nonbinary or transmasc

Marc in this headcanon is and always has been a dude, he just had to tell everyone at his birth that they had been mistaken. Which is honestly the hard part. The fear of disappointment and the chancla are high in every Latin kid.

But he was also raised a punk ass bitch.

Thank you music!

Instead of getting in reggaeton (which he still listens to on the casual), he heard David Bowie and said "I'm gonna be a glam rock star"

He heard the history of The Cure and realized Marc was an actual name and not something he made up when he was being lazy with his name.

He heard Korn, then watched Queen of the Damned, then read Anne Rice but that was not quite what had him throwing on oilslick stomping boots though it is what led to him deciding that makeup was for all genders.

In my headcanon, Marc moved around a lot. Initially it was just all over Latin America, as his parents tried to keep him safe. Before they had the bright idea to move to Paris.

That's when Marc put on the boots. After research into his new country and realizing the French stereotype of Rebellion At Heart.

He's still getting used to the idea of actually standing up for his beliefs but his parents encouraged him and he quickly found friends among the Couffaines, then among his classmates in Dupont.

Before the move, that's when Marc pierced his ears more. His parents said, "this is your chance to be however you want without anyone thinking you're supposed to be something else."

That's when he made his legal transition though he had been socially out for years.

And because he has such supporting parents in this headcanon, and because French is not his first language

The real reason why he had been so uncertain with his Diary of Ladybug fic is because it was the first story he wrote in French first, without translating it from Spanish.

Everything else he writes is in Spanish.

But he had difficulty believing his French was getting any good

#marc anciel #miraculous ladybug #ml headcanons #coq courage

[bnesszai]

Kunikidarling for the ask game. Yes, all the questions

Rohini....please, making me work hard

Asks

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

In short, i like Kuni because he knows who he is and what he's about and he is veryvery kind and smart while also being gullible and aggressive

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

He knows who he is and refuses to betray himself

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

Because he sticks to his ideals so much, he doesn't take care of himself/let himself relax/take time to enjoy things

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

Uh. would be interesting to see him in Fringe (don't ask follow ups. i have not seen that show in forever and also never finished it epotihbgrsiajf)

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Artifice by Sohn

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

our taste in men jk. loyalty

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

the post mersault hcs that have come up with his hand tremors are really nice

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

i haven't seen anything yet that i dislike? i follow good people ig

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

yes, but he would hate me cuz I'm a mess woeighsf

10. Could you be best friends with this character?

uh good friends, probably. best friends? he might grate on my nerves

11. Would you date this character?

nah

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Kuni is very smart and intuitive. Still, i think he prefers direct and concise communication. Dazai drives him up the wall because they never say what they mean. Watching Ranpo and Dazai also drives him up the wall because he can't really understand speechless communication

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

the pen emoji

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

hahaha um i know nothing about fashion. slacks and button ups?

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

kunichuuzai

16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?

can't think of one

17. What's a ship for this character you don't hate but it's not your favorite that you're fine with?

most of them idk i don't think about it much tbh eprojsghfafsjd

18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?

i like the relationship and dynamic with Ranpo, wish we could see more of it

19. How about a relationship they have in canon that you don't like?

n/a

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

Kataaaaaaai

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

Kuni is so hard for me to write tbh. I like having him be the foundation, the steady ground for the other characters around him (i also enjoy breaking him tho cuz that's just who i am)

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?

i can't think of how to specifically describe it but i love the way Grace writes Kuni so much. so just...that ig

dislike: i hate when he's written like a mom character

23. Favorite picture of this character?

Too lazy to find one eogrhidsoraejfg you're getting 20 other answers so i hope you'll forgive me

24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?

*brain starts making dial-up noises* if i can think of anyone i'll let you know

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

It's been way too long since i first met him to remember but i love him a lot

#Rohini<3 #hope you're happy

[maganne-bonete]

Was suppose to write Candifica the whole day but I ended up procrastinating. I wanted write them making Korean pancakes or something but I've come to the realization that I actually hate cooking fics to begin with.

I usually don't end up reading a lot of good ones. The ones that I did enjoy aren't even the fluff kind. Typically related to some hurt and comfort, some closure while they're doing the cooking, or maybe even just angst. Also, a good chunk of the things I enjoy writing is related to introspection and then dialogue. Like lot's and lot's of thoughts on the blorbo's head. I guess it's cause I just struggle with describing action a lot.

But maybe I could still make it work but then there'd be some headcanons that might need some reworking just for this project.

Like, my typical hc (and probably the verse/au that I'd be working with) is that by the time they're already in their mid-teens, Paz has already done a lot of work on herself. She's still a work in progress, but she's not a bitch or asshole by any means. And at that point she's already close friends with Candy and Grenda.

Meanwhile, Candy, though did got bullied by her, pretty much buys into the mean girl/villain redemption narrative that she grew up with. Is there some sort of resentment or spite? Probably but that summer was just not normal for anyone in that town. And a good chunk of girl media from my experience always try to go with the whole redemption and forgiveness thing unless the image of pure evil exists in the story. (like idk the witches from Winx Club) In which case, to Candy that would be someone like Bill.

It doesn't help either that Mabel also advertises this idea that "Pacifica's not that bad. She just needs some saving from her evil parents." And it was easy for Candy to believe it in my post-canon au since Paz decided to start working in the dinner when they were still in middle school. But even then, Paz in my canon didn't really do the most heinous or unimaginable thing when they were younger. Also Wendy tends to bring people in together even whenever Mabel and Dipper aren't around, and this included Pacifica.

If Paz was really working on herself during middle school to be a better person, Candy was there to see it and even helped her.

Idk this is turning into a rant defending Paz and Candy's relationship that people don't really explore cause they keep isolating character interactions in most fan content. I guess it's cause I see so much potential with these two.

But anw I should probably try working on a quick one-shot plot now.

So, here's what I'm trying to cook up. (Pun unintended)

Them and their friends were over at Candy's house for that weekend while her parents are away to have a movie marathon and sleepover with friends.

They make vegetable pancakes for the gang to snack on.

Candy asks help from Paz in the kitchen cuz though they're cooking Korean food and Candy's mom left instructions by the fridge and even pre-cut vegetables. Candy is scared as fuck with anything kitchen related that isn't a microwave or the electric kettle.

Yes, Candy can't cook. Asian women who can't cook exist, and she's one of them.

But luckily, Paz has some experience in the kitchen and food by working in the dinner. I could imagine Lazy Susan teaching her a lot of things to help her take care of herself.

So they do some cooking. Paz tells Candy that she can try learning. "Cause hey, look at me." but Candy's like "Nooo, my brain does not care for such. It is for robots, computers, and improving the human condition." etc. Stuff like that.

Like to Candy, Paz is good at learning a lot of things and starts contemplating on how different she is today compared to back then.

There's gonna be a part were while making pancakes, Paz made a heart shaped one for Candy and she calls her out on how cheesy she is and such. They share a kiss maybe O 3 O

So yeah, I should get to it then.

#marge's fic notes #marge's stuff

[embossross]

Hey youuu ! Just so you know, this is a live-comment RN. I'm pretending to type an email as I type this chapter review lol (and yes, I've long since given up on the comments section).

I just finished the bath scene. What to say. I've been reading smut for almost a decade and it's been a long time since I've read something while blushing so much and with my hand over my mouth. I'm at the office and I didn't even hear my co-worker come to my desk, he had to snap his fingers to get me to reconnect to the real world.

Now I'm laughing my ass off at Rindou's POV. The asthma attack ? Setting off the fire alarm ? IT'S YOUR MOM SHE SENT NUDES ?! Nooooo sir, how can you be so funny and yet so cruel ? I can't.

I swear Rin became a dom only to vent his frustration of being Ran's brother.

Speaking of the devil, when Ran told Rin that he would be happy to meet Yasuko I was like 🥹🥹🥹🥹

Wait wait wait Naoto ? Like Tachibana Naoto ? Like the (future) DETECTIVE ?!

The meeting with Ran, oh you answered my prayers, I was waiting so much for this moment and you didn't disappoint ! I have to say he handled himself pretty well, I expected him to do everything he could to embarrass his poor little brother but this man has too big a soft spot for his little Rinnie this is so <3

A double date with. Koko? EMOJI LARMS I will literally melt ok ? He's like, really, my ultimate comfort character (apparently that says a lot about me.. idk 🤷🏻‍♀️)

Here, I just finished. My eyes are out of my sockets, I'm short of breath and I think my heart missed a beat or two. Even though I'm not a fan of BDSM (as much as I've tried, I don't understand the dynamic between naughtiness and affection), I can still say that it was incredibly intense.

Thank you, again and again, for sharing this story that rose so quickly to my top 5 (and sorry for talking so much... God I'm cringing) 💖

Your top 5???? that's so unbelievably flattering. Thank You!

i'm always so thankful for your reviews. i love seeing what you thought of the chapter :)

1st & foremost: please don't get in trouble at your job over this story! so funny to imagine your coworker almost catching you. that scene is so intense - if i can say so myself - i can't imagine what i'd do if someone saw me reading (or worse, writing) it!!

there's just no way Ran doesn't give Rindou a hard time, and equally no way the others don't follow his lead. my headcanon, at least for this story, is that rindou comes off so detached because it's a coping mechanism from people always messing with him.

hmmm...is that detective naoto? wonder what that could mean if it was...

i feel bad to report that i probably won't write the koko double date, but i will write something with lots of bonten execs and reader, including koko & yumi, so hopefully that will make up for it a little!

I’m glad you could enjoy the scene even if it isn’t to your personal tastes. Many in this fic aren’t to mine either. (Some of the kinks are mine, but some just feel true to the characters, and I am too shy to elaborate lol). Sometimes people – not you! – seem confused about fantasy and smut writing. They think what we write/read is this one to one of what we want in real life, but the reality is far more complicated. I think this dynamic feels right to Rindou’s character, and develops the characters well, and it is INTENSE to write, which is just personally fun. But I personally am way too lazy to be having such involved, kinky sex all the time. It’s just not for me either 😊

anyway - thank you again seriously. i loved this message so much 💖

#asks

[my-misplaced-soup]

Heyyy!! I'm quupiid,, I'm a hugge beastars fan,, And I LOVEE Legoshi and Pina for many reasons that is.

And I'd like to request just a short fluff or something drabble? Fic don't know, with a m!reader and of course Legoshi or Pina .

The thing I was looking for is just something simple like cuddles or something, m!reader could maybe be a dall sheep (Like Pina) or a wolf (Wolf for Legoshi, if Legoshi is chosen), or something else doesn't matter!! , I'd just want something to read when im feeling down? You know?,, Well to make it into like prompts?,If you have that.

(They're like cuddling)

" We have classes to attend.. "

" Five.. more minutes.. "

" We'll get in trouble [M/n].. "

[M/n] snoring

" Oh?."

Sorry if they're any grammar mistakes, English isn't my mother language.

- :)

Pina and Legoshi [separately] x m! reader cuddling headcanons

Awe I like this one! And I'm in a writing mood rn so I figured why not both?

couldn't find a decent gif for the life of me so no gif for this one

Pina

You being a dall sheep ment you also had a set of impressive horns. Pina really liked that about you, among other things as well. You actually swooned him somehow. He enjoyed being around you, which ment you were spending a lot of time with him and regularly being late for class. This was one of those days. The two of you were simply hanging out together when he initiated the cuddling. You were facing Pina, admiring his beautiful features. He was playing with your wool, making comments here and there how soft it was, but not as soft as his. He started scooting closer to you, meaning he wanted you to hold him. You held him close. Close enough to hear his heartbeat. You started getting tired. "M/N," Pina mumbled jolting you awake. "We're going to be late" he said, trying to get out of your grasp. "Five more minutes love," you said in a groggy tone. "Fine you lazy bum, but don't complain to me when you get in trouble," he joked, but you didn't properly hear him since you were already asleep again.

Legoshi

You are also a grey wolf, but instead of just being a grey wolf you are a tundra wolf. You had extremely thick and fluffy fur, which ment cuddling with your boyfriend Legoshi was always comfortable. You were the one who had to initiate a cuddling session since he was either to distracted or to shy to ask. Today he took the lead and asked you to cuddle with him. You couldn't reject his cute face, especially when he was all red and nervous. You were snuggled into his chest, his head resting of the top of yours. He was having a hard time trying to find a place to put his hands. You lightly chuckled, guiding his hands to rest on the middle of your back. You could hear how fast his heartbeat was so you decided to gently rub his back to calm him down. You made sure to stay awake so you two didn't miss class. "Legoshi, it's time to get up," you announced. You could feel him jump from you startling him awake. "Five more minutes," he simply muttered, pulling you closer. "I don't want us to get in trouble, " you tried to convince him, only to be met with snoring. You accepted you fate and simply cuddled closer to him.

#beastars #legoshi #beastars x reader #legoshi x reader #beastars pina #pina x reader #x male reader

[isocrime]

I always feel like Tony is almost never treated as smart as he actually is in bother fandom and fics??? I'm not even talking about being oblivious more about simple things like being able to calculate nos ridiculously high in his head, out of the box thinking etc

one of the most delightful challenges in the world is writing a character who is much, much more intelligent than you. it’s so fun! but also takes effort the same way any other characterization work does, coming up with all the day-to-day consequences of tony being a genius that are so pedestrian to him they don’t even register.

i’m going to take this moment as an excuse to throw out more smart!tony headcanons:

can identify materials by touch; touches everything, actually, tapping and bending them to figure out if it’s ABS or nylon and is there glass fiber in there? will pick up your retro walkman and be like “what is this made of” and if he can’t work it out WILL pull out a multitool, scrape a sliver of plastic off of a nondescript spot, and burn it with a lighter so he can sniff the smoke and figure it out that way. it’s rude, and also a pretty sure-fire way to notice alien tech.

in that vein, a FANTASTIC mold-maker.  he’s constantly prototyping parts and then casting them into exotic alloys, which means he can look at basically any object and split it into smooth planes with no overhangs. 

hand tony stark a chunk of machinery and he’ll be able to tell you how it was manufactured, which bits were done first, and how worn out the bits were when they milled out the middle and if the guy chamfering the edges was lazy or not. again, put a piece of alien tech in tony’s hands and he’s going to notice because he is always, always asking “how did they make that” and if the answer is “not on earth” it’s going to be obvious

eyeballs measurements with creepy accuracy. and not just length: angle, volume, temperature, decibels, area, velocity, duration -- all of it. from very large scale to very small, tony’s “ish” guesstimate is way, way closer than you expect

strikingly adept at order of operations. you know how sometimes you find yourself curled into a pretzel trying to squeeze a paintbrush into some weird corner of the thing you’re making you’re like “i wish i had thought to paint this BEFORE i glued it”? that doesn’t happen to tony.

reads FAST. no, faster than that. can read upside-down or mirrored text just as quickly. can read aloud from things written in relatively simple ciphers as a party trick.

fantastic intuition for which corners can be cut, and what needs extra failsafes. still discharges capacitors by putting his thumb over them though. obviously always errs on the side of cutting corners to make things smaller, faster, better, sleeker. 

i can’t emphasize enough how much tony knows what’s inside every device around him. it’s how he built iron man out of a box of scraps -- encyclopedic knowledge of what he could get by taking apart all those missiles, and what he could turn it into. 

looks at the world in terms of both intended use cases (you are meant to put toast in the toaster) and unintended use cases (if you cut some wires and filled the toaster with water you could probably make an electrolysis chamber to create hydrogen and oxygen). frequently applies unintended use cases to thigs like “your security system” and “household cleaning products”

i could go on, this is the most delightful game

#it's like worldbuilding but it's a person! #yay! #Anonymous

[flamingo-writes]

Time To Heal — Mista x Reader x Narancia

Synopsis: Narancia has to deal woth his feelings for you, which he hates since you and Mista are dating. And were dating long before he started feeling things for you. He wishes to be honest about hiw he feels to the both of you since you're his best friends.

Genre: slight angst in the Reader x Narancia part, unrequited love. Fluffy for the Mista x Reader part, and fluffy for everyone at the end. Also, sprinkles of Mista x Giorno. Mentions of NSFW topics.

A/N: another set of headcanons because I'm too lazy to write a proper scenario abt this. I AM STILL WRITING THE JOSUKE ANGST I TALKED ABOUT YESTERDAY OK, also I have a Rohan fic in the making as well (I really need to stop working in several WIPs at once). The reader has tattoos.

Narancia's feelings for you happened after you started dating Mista.

It all began when you joined. You had been the fourth one to join Bucciarati's gang. Less than a month after you joined, Bruno bailed Mista out of jail and had him join.

It really was love at first sight for the both of you. The both of you falling head over hills at 10,000 mph.

You looked at the revolver tattoo you had gotten just a week earlier, when you met him. Is this fate? You asked yourself. Mista didn't even had to ask, he knew it for a fact.

It didn't take long for you and Mista to start dating.

But before Mista's arrival,  Narancia and you were already close friends, soon Mista joined the chaotic dynamic you two had.

Narancia's feelings for you weren't triggered by a specific event. Small things, all were adding little by little. And when he realized this, he hated himself.

How could he have feelings for you? He knew about Mista and you. He knew it had been a dumb move on his part. It was painful that everything about you was slowly drawing him in.

The way you trusted in him and told him the stories behind your tattoos, about your past, whe you lent him your favorite CDs for him to listen to.

He eventually found himself having dreams of you, in which he is holdong your hand or cuddling you. God, he hated this so much.

The time he saw Giorno doing things to Mista, he felt weird and felt the need to tell you. Could Mista really be cheating on you like that with the newbie?

When he told you, you found it hard to believe and asked Mista what happened, without addressing the fact that Narancia had seen them. Once Mista told you the whole thing, you laughed so hard at the fact that Narancia had misinterpreted the whole situation. "What is so funny? It really hurt pretty bad, okay? Imagine being shot 20 times!" "No, Mista, is not that. Nevermind, its not important anyways. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh, babe"

"Narancia, I talked to Mista about what happened, and it was a misunderstanding" "huh? It was? But-but Mista...and Giorno..." "Dont worry about it, its all cool now. It doesn't matter" You never told Narancia what really happened, it was funnier to let Narancia believe that Giorno had given head to Mista.

Narancia's own feelings began overwhelming him, and he had this urge to be honest with you.

"Hey, can I tell you something?" "Sure, Narancia. You can tell me anything, you know that"

"I dont want to screw up, but also I need to say this out loud..." "is everything alright?" "It is, I promise. I'm fine. And I'm gonna be fine. I just...I'm scared" "what are you scared of?" "Of losing you. Of losing Mista..." "Narancia, I'm not following...what are you talking about?"

"I think...I may have feelings for you"

You didn't know, but Mista was walking by when he head you talking to Narancia and before he could even walk in the room, he heard Narancia's confession and stood by the door, listening.

"Oh..." You whispered. "Listen, you don't have to say anything. I just wanted to let you know. Also, I'm not gonna interfere with you and Mista. You two are my best friends, and I think it's amazing that you're so in love with each other. You deserve each other."

"When did you..." "Not sure. It's not been long, though. You two were already dating when this happened..." "Does Mista know?" "No...not yet. I want to tell him, though...Oh god, do you think he'll kick my ass?" "C'mon, he wouldn't do that"

"Narancia, I'm so sorry..." "for what? Its not your fault. Its nobody's fault. It just happened...hopefully, now that you know this, it'll be easier for me to get over those feelings..."

You hugged Narancia, and continued to apologize despite him telling you not to.

Mista was about to start sobbing by the door.

Narancia was a bit distant for the next day, and you assumed it was because he was dealing with his feelings. Whenever you asked him if he was alright, he'd answer "yes, I am. I will be. I just need a bit of time"

Narancia eventually gathered the guts to talk to Mista. But Mista could easily tell what he was going to say.

"Mista..." "I know, Narancia. I may or may not have listened you guys talk a few days ago" "Oh...I...Are you....Wha—" "I'm not mas at you, man. It's not your fault, you didn't ask for this..."

"We're good, then?" "Of course we're good"

"What now?" Mista asked. "Now that you two know, I feel more at ease...Hopefully I'll get over these feelings soon...I just need time"

A few weeks went by, and Narancia remained distant. You were missing your friend, but you understood he needed time and space. Whenever he felt ready, he'd go back to hang out with the both of you.

Soon, Narancia started spending more and more time with you, andnthings slowly began coming back to normal.

"How are you?" You asked him one day. "I'm perfect! I told you I was gonna be fine!" "So...you...uh...did you..." Mista stuttered. "Almost! But I really missed hanging out with you, guys"

Mista wrapped an arm around Narancia's shoulder and brought him close, bumping his head with Narancia's. "I missed you too, you little bastard"

#jjba fanfic #jjba scenarios #jjba #jjba headcanons #jjba part 5 #guido mista x reader #mista x reader #jojo narancia #narancia x reader #narancia ghirga #jjba mista

[bigskydreaming]

The funny thing to me about these type of fics and headcanons, is that in the authors' mind these are clearly meant to endear them to their fave, but actually I'm just a petty b who can keep a grudge, and in the end in time these things have just caused me to like the characters themselves less. I applaud those who can be equanimous, but, that's not me, clearly. my black sheep heart was too betrayed, too (maybe even that could be Dick's fault?)

ahfklfhalkfah honestly I feel you here. Like I am not going to lie, most of the characters I dislike intensely, or when I dislike a certain character intensely, it tends to have more to do with their fans than the character itself? And its like, I don’t doubt that I cause the same reactions in fans of other characters and there are people who like, double down on hating Dick because they find me annoying as fuck or whatever, lmfao, I mean lbr, but I think the difference is just whether its cause or effect, action or reaction, yknow? For the most part, I think my hate-ons for various characters tends to be a reaction to things, so I just like full on dont GET the proactive hate people have towards certain characters like, just unprompted? 

The Dick and Bruce example I think is a great one here because like, its one thing when a character does something specifically that you hate and you hate them BECAUSE of that thing, like....ironically i wouldnt even say I hate Bruce as I love a Bruce Wayne whose putting in the WORK to be a good father and just hate the lazy approach so many people have towards his character where its just like “well if I say he’s a good father that’s good enough, that means he is, and like, my writing doesn’t have to actually support that cuz I already said it, have some reading comprehension, duh.” But like you know what I mean? That’s why I hold certain depictions of Bruce against him and am wary of his character and pretty much the basis behind any rant I’ve ever made about him. That makes sense to me. 

The part I don’t get is the WAY a lot of people are about the characters they hate, like.....with a lot of Jason fans it honestly feels like rather than because there’s a specific reason they hate Dick on Jason’s behalf, they just....decided to go ahead and hate his character on Jason’s behalf, and figure out the justification for that later, and its like.....why is that though? Why does Jason need anyone hated on his behalf if its not because of some specific thing but rather any excuse will do, so long as the end result is a character is hated in order to, what, prop up Jason’s character? What does that accomplish or add to anything? It doesn’t do anything for Jason, it doesn’t add anything, its like just saying well as long as its all relative, let’s just settle for lowering the bar by making these other characters seem worse in comparison, and that’s just....meh. Whatever.

[tales-of-magic-and-chaos]

Fandoms & Me

Spoiler: this is gonna to be a long-ass post

OK so I did a not-so-little list of questions about fandoms because I needed an excuse to talk and I wanted to do a sort of a recap for 2020.

Feel free to use it, as a tag game, as a 1 like= 1 answer.. Whatever you want!

Also yes the format is inspired by another list of questions about shipping lmao. (I have to finish it btw....)

I had been reading Fairy Tail and One Piece fics before but the first fandom I really got into is Harry Potter!

Well technically I started reading on Skyrock lmao. But the first true platform dedicated to fics I used was FFnet

I think it was Tomarry and Drarry

I'm really focused on the MCU and its fandom currently but I do enjoy content from other fandoms sometimes (like HP, SPOP, Lore Olympus…)

FROSTIRONSTRANGE. Ironstrange and frostiron are my second faves. I discovered frostiron while I was watching the MCU (I mean.... IT'S SO EVIDENT????) and started reading fics about it. Ironstrange was also evident but frostiron was first. For frostironstrange it was with the @frostironstrange blog (and their fic on Ao3) and it's later that I really jumped on the ironstrange and strangefrost wagon.

Yep. I'm very focused on my main ships but I'm always ready to enjoy good content about other ships I like. Especially beautiful fanarts and cool headcanons.

Obviously. I could die for polyships. They make my little heart go doki doki *loud sniffles*. Apart for frostironstrange there is also Draco/Harry/Tom, avengers OT6 (or more), Sam/Steve/Bucky......... Basically if I can polyship I will.

I love the 2012 avengers fics' headcanons. And I think I have a lot of headcanon I like for HP but it's because the fandom basically rewrote the whole universe. HP belongs to the fandom and Mrs Dementor can eat my ass.

I'm firmly pro-ship: ship and let ship, your kink is not my kink and it's okay, I'll never condone harassment and hate in fandoms. I encourage ppl to use tools they have blocking, muting unfollowing, to curate their online experience.

Well 2020 basically brought me everything. A new fandom, a new ship to dedicate my whole soul to. I discovered Ao3 (and THAT'S amazing). I started actively reading and talking in English (very proud). And most of all: I started WRITING FICS and even tried to DRAW. I mean. There was so little content, I had so many ideas for this ship. I decided to start creating the content I searched for. ALSO I COMMISSIONED FOR THE FIRST TIME AN AMAZING FANART SKXJSKXJSK. And I discovered amazing people to talk with and share about ours ships 💖💖💖💖

Huum... It's really rare for me to like a fic writer so much that I go read everything they wrote. But there are some French fic writers in the HP fandoms who's fics I absolutely love (one of them is Magouille on FFnet). And I think I admire Rosae on Ao3 a lot.

I discovered Rosae (@frostironstrange) year! Their works introduced me to frostironstrange, the amount of content and headcanons they created for frostironstrange is truly amazing. It really inspires me and encourages me to create as much content as I want to.

Yep. I'm thinking about several fics. One of them is Vlad Kemenov ou la Vengeance des Potter, a French Harry Potter fic written by Magouille on FFnet. It's truly excellent! It starts as Vlad Kemenov growing up in the Russian magic mafia's circles and the author creates a whole universe around it. The characters, the ideas, the plot, the several political/diplomatic etc intrigues over the years are so well written. It's truly captivating and a fabulous jewel.

There is also The Black Heir by FirePhoenix8 on FFnet, an excellent Tomarry fic in English.

Revenge is so sweet in French by Elisabeth Canden on FFnet. SO GOOD but alas abandoned.

Very known, it's the most famous HP fic but Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality. I only read the first 20 chapters of this last Fic but trust me. In the first chapter I understood why it was one of the most popular HP fic. Genius.

And also An Aunt's love by Emma Lipardi on FFnet in English is excellent as well.

I didn't read a lot this year but I loved:

Worldbuilding is important by Rosae on Ao3 (amazing frostironstrange smut)

Kinktober 2018 fics by Meshkol on Ao3 (god-level written smuts...... Just. Wow. It takes my breath away)

Iron infinity by DuncanIdaho2014 on FFnet, this is an infinity War fix it fic with Tony being an atrocious Gary Tsu. It's one of the first mcu fics I read and I have a fond spot for epic Gary Tsu (and Mary Sue as well).

Poetic Justice by Limmet. OF COURSE, a true frostiron reference. the first longfic I read in English.

Collared by HogwartsToAlexandria, an amazing ironstrange fic....... Wow. WOW. So well written..... And I love D/s fics......

Il souriait by Asrial on FFnet in French.... It's Tony being Ares' reincarnation and WOW. WOOW. BAMF Tony Stark, homoerotism, interesting spiritual vision

Shit I forgot to put this number. It's the ghost-question.

My favorite fanartists are @sed269, @Kraionis, @Blackrain1019 (on Twitter), @hackedmotionsensors, @fu-king-liar, mokonosuke7, @batwynn..... OH MY GOD THERE IS SO MUCH INCREDIBLY TALENTED AND AMAZING ARTISTS I WANT TO THANK THEM SO MUCH. Their art is always breathtaking 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖 I honestly can't list all the awesome fanartists we're blessed to have.

Literally all of the fanarts of the artists listed above lmao. ❤️ But ok, I'm fond of every frostironstrange fanarts, I always keep a list of them lmaooo. (especially fond of the one I commissioned of course 💖💖💖)

I love all these ppl giving recs and headcanons for their ships. It's so precious. Thank you so much.

I also love ppl creating incorrect quotes like @shinindragon for frostiron, @salty-ironstrange-shipper and @stark-strange-love2 for ironstrange.

Currently my wallpaper is this absolutely breathtaking and gorgeous fanart by @sed269 💕💕💕💕 I can't express how much this is truly an outstanding work of art. My love for it is unlimited.

20. Okay, to be perfectly honest I almost created this list of questions only for this question and the next.

21.

22. Well. I always have so many ideas I'm overwhelmed most of the time but I love creating things (fics, headcanons, incorrect quotes...) with these ideas to share them.

Content call content. Ideas call ideas.

Also, my advice is: ALWAYS NOTE YOUR IDEAS. ALL OF THEM. even the silly ones, the embarrassing ones, the most self-indulgent ones... Bc no u won't remember clearly all of them without noting them. Bc they can always grow into more. Bc the more you note, the more you have ideas

23. There are so many WIPs I'm excited for.... I think one day I'll dedicate a whole thread/post about them. (I feel too lazy to talk about all of them rn lmao)

#Me monologuing #Fandoms & me #If you read everything wow. You're very brave. #I like to talk #The advantage of doing myself the questions is that I talk only about what I want

[coinofstone]

5x12 The Diamond of the Day pt 1

Final two episodes! Big finale! Why am I making myself cry in the middle of the afternoon! Both eps in this post.

I do love that they made Arthur a sore loser

Enter treacherous white woman #2. Srsly it was lazy writing when they did it for Mordred, it's worse now with Gwaine.

I do love the actual Round Table war room discussion but a) why isn't Merlin seated at the round table and b) why does Leon have so much goddamn faith in Camelot's walls? Like??? You literally said the same thing last year and yet Camelot *did* fall when Agravaine brought an army through the tunnels!

Poor Aithusa. Kid's had a rough life.

I do love Arthur responding to Merlin presenting him with all his supplies ready - which he prepared without his magic mind you - with suspicion 😂

But then he calls Merlin a coward and it's sad

Katie has such a great voice. That entire thing in the cave from her taunting to her laughter to the spell, it just just beautifully played.

Whole ass battle to prepare for and Arthur is just walking around moping cuz Merlin isn't there

So, Merlin's father-vision telling him he's magic itself and he just needs to believe in himself to get his magic going again, does this mean he *didn't* need to go to the cave to get it back? Cuz it seems like he needed to recharge in the cave itself, his injuries were healed when he woke up. That seems like magic cave stuff to me.

Also that "always have been and always will be" - I'm taking to mean 'always have been' in the sense that since he's 'magic itself' even before he was born, his magic existed in other, intangible forms, like we are all stardust etc. But now that he is, he will always be, aka he will not die.

Arthur waking up with his wife in his arms and Merlin's name on his lips, jumping out of bed to act on dream-info.

Balinor telling Merlin to trust in what will be.... like bitch that is literally not how this ends.

5x13 The Diamond of the day pt 2

You know that gif of the cat knocking everything off the table? That's literally Merlin shooting lightning at everyone from his perch on the ridge.

I have a lot of snarky things to say about Merlin coming out of the cave in full Dragoon gear and riding a horse instead of teleporting like the other witches but I'ma keep that to myself.

Mordred is a bitch and Aithusa has terrible aim. At least Aithusa's loyalty to Morgana makes sense.

Arthur said oh shit I'm magic - oh wait no it's that old man again

He also straight up "No! Bad dragon!"-ed Aithusa

Y'know, for all I've watched this episode and screamed about Arthur's death, I don't think I've ever focused on the exact moment he gets stabbed before.

Mordred catches him from behind and he meets it, no fault there. But as soon as he realizes his assailant is the knight who turned on him and joined Morgana, what does he do? HE LOWERS HIS FUCKING SWORD

He leaves himself wide fucking open and vulnerable and Mordred seizes the opportunity. I understand wanting the moment of recognition for Arthur, but on what planet is a trained warrior going to drop his sword mid-attack because he recognizes his attacker as a dude who only just recently decided to forsake him? It's soooooo dumb

There was a whole sequence a few episodes back where Mordred and Arthur are sparring, the point of it was to show that Mordred has become a skilled swordsman. So what exactly was the point in having Mordred run Arthur through as soon as Arthur idiotically lets his guard down? This should've been a meticulously choreographed sword fight, with Mordred getting the upper hand and sticking Arthur properly. Not this nonsense. Look at Arthur's FACE! Oh, Mordred... 👉👈 do you maybe wanna be friends again- STAB ... guess not

Uther's been rolling in his grave but he's taking an extra tumble watching Arthur forget all his skills and training in that moment.

I do appreciate Arthur getting Mordred back though. Like that moment of merciless anger followed by the hurt and regret playing on Arthur's face, warring with surety and responsibility. It was good.

I've rewatched the big confession scene about 16 times just now.

I don't quite understand why Merlin took Arthur to the woods to begin with. Instead of bringing him to the med tent in the battlefield or back to Camelot. What was the reason?

Merlin saying it feels strange (to use magic freely in front of Arthur) and him just going 'yeah' completely deadpan makes me laugh every time.

I really feel like Arthur's head should be elevated at a further incline if he's going to be fed.

Gaius refusing to outright expose Merlin as the sorcerer but nonetheless letting Gwen figure it out on her own warms my heart.

My God Arthur is sitting there dying, feeling betrayed about his best friend 'lying' to him, and still he can't stop himself from looking at Merlin's mouth.

Percival summoned MUSCLE POWER

Hey um random but why does Gwaine even know where Merlin and Arthur are headed? Why would Gaius tell him?

Arthur looks at Merlin so lovingly after he's killed Morgana 😭😭

And now he's literally grabbing at the man's hand 😭 "just hold me, please"

That's gotta be the gayest death scene in television history. If you can watch that without thinking Arthur puts his hand on the back of Merlin's head because some part of him wants to bring him down for a kiss, or that "just hold me, please" is in any way shape or form a 'bros' thing, and certainly not at all an intentional mirror/callback to Isolde dying in Tristan's arms, then I'm afraid you are what we professionals refer to as a dumb-as-nails fucknugget, more commonly phrased as 'willfully ignorant'.

"All that you have dreamt of building has come to pass" yeah except for the whole, y'know, magic still being illegal thing.

I've said this before, but, while I'm sure there was a determined intention to have Arthur die in his armor, probably in some kind of attempt to make sure the audience knows he's died a warrior's death, I *really* think it was kinda stupid that Merlin never removed it, despite Arthur being weak, despite the fact that there was something like five days between him getting stabbed and him actually dying, despite that for the duration of that time they were traveling or hiding out. Merlin managed to produce a cloak to put on Arthur, why did he need the full armor on that whole time? Like even if they left the chainmail on, those plates on his shoulder were just getting in the way, and it looked quite uncomfortable.

Also not for nothing but Lancelot got like, every flower in the forest surrounding lush verdant greens in his death boat, Arthur gets a bunch of sticks.

It suddenly occurs to me, watching this now, that the reason Leon/Percival is such a common side pairing in Merthur fics, is because these two motherfuckers are the only original Knights of the Round Table to survive the series. 🤦‍♀️ I dunno how I failed to notice that before now. My stupidity amazes me.

I'm *really* glad they decided to do this scene with Gwen wearing the Pendragon red dress instead of the black mourning dress. Yes she looks fabulous in it but it's more the symbolism than the 'reality' - with Gwen wearing her house's colors it represents a continuation rather than a finality. Camelot will go on, Gwen will undoubtedly end the war on magic and with Morgana dead (and frankly, I think by now she already brought about the death of all the angry incel type rulers in Albion) there stands to reason her reign will begin with a period of peace, possibly longer than Arthur's. We kind of have to assume that the 'time the poets speak of' is, inevitably, Gwen's reign - which only came about through Arthur's death. It's a little bit toooo subtle in my opinion, but at the same time, I understand the need for the focus on Merlin and Arthur - after all, this show was their journey - not leaving much time to focus on Gwen and Camelot in the aftermath of Arthur's death.

I will just say, the first time I watched this that fucking truck scared the ever living shit out of me. I also just immediately, viscerally hated that scene and declared it invalid - but I think it was because the truck made me jump out of my skin. It has since grown on me, particularly once I started reading 'Arthur Returns' fic.

Everything beyond this point is post-series spec and headcanon, so if that's not your jam you can exit safe in the knowledge that as usual, if there's anything worth commenting on in the S5 extras, I will create a separate post!

For those interested, my go-to post-series fic is We Begin Again by katherynefromphilly I fully headcanon this series as the continuation of the series.

I have a lot of thoughts about Gwen and Merlin post-Camlann.

For one, poor fucking Gwen. She's lost her father, her brother, and her husband, all by what, age 30? That's rough. And who knows what happened to her mom, that was pre-series and I don't think it was ever mentioned.

Merlin, dear god poor Merlin. First of all, I just wanna say straight off that my instinctive headcanon about Merlin was that he never returned to Camelot. I couldn't really say why exactly. I just don't think he could stand being there after Arthur's death. But practically speaking, Merlin's still got Aithusa to deal with, that dragon needs some godsdamned house training asap. He's still the last Dragonlord, it's reasonable to assume he'd immediately take that on considering Aithusa is partially responsible for Arthur's death (the sword Mordred killed Arthur with, only succeeded in killing Arthur because it had been forged in Aithusa's fire-breath) so he's either going to attempt to train the bad behaviors out of Aithusa, or...well...

The only thing is, I do not believe Merlin would abandon Gwen, or Gaius. So my hc is inherently flawed. I do think Merlin probably spend a couple months with his mum, and I do think he ultimately settled near lake Avalon waiting for Arthur's return.

But I do wonder, what must their relationship have been like? Gwen, surely, would've sought his guidance in establishing laws governing the use of magic. And surely, peace cannot last indefinitely, so Merlin absolutely would've defended Camelot and protected Gwen. There's just no way he could've completely turned his back on them, but I doubt he could bear living in Camelot. And Gwen is both strong and practical enough to get on without him there 24/7, even though I'm sure she'd miss him.

I also think she would've found love again. Whether with Leon, as many people hc, or someone else not in the series.

ANYWAY.

Thanks to everyone who came on this journey with me. I will post comments on the extras if I have anything worth saying - and I think I'll do a master post linking all these episode posts after I clean them up once I get time to sit at a computer and do so. Until then! 💙💚

(Gif source) (h/t @shut-up-merlin)

#bbc merlin #bbc merlin spoilers #merlin #merlin spoilers #merthur #onceandfuturerewatch #5x12 #5x13 #5x12 the diamond of the day pt 1 #5x13 the diamond of the day pt 2 #bbc merlin 5x12 #bbc merlin 5x13 #merlin 5x12 #merlin 5x13 #the diamond of the day #the diamond of the day pt1 #the diamond of the day pt2 #for the love of Camelot

[mimzy-writing-online]

I hope this question isn't too stupid, but you're one of my favorite writing blogs so I'll give it a shot. I want to write a FanFic based on the 1971 version of Willy Wonka. I wanted the story to tell Violet Beauregarde's story, the one that turns into a blueberry. However, I have SOME questions as I'm fairly new to FanFic. 1). Am I better off focusing on each kid's perspective, going back and forth? Or is it good to narrow my focus one one character? 2). Can I give them a character arch, li

(2/3) like Violet's really mean in school but she becomes kind after her experience at the factory. Is that too cliche or predictable? 3). Why does she try waddling away after her blueberry transformation and the Oompa Loompas are singing/dancing around her? They're trying to help her, and I don't really get why she'd do something like that. 4). What are tips to better understand the characters I want to flesh out? I guess it circles back to the last question, understanding their psyche. Yikes

(3/3)  Yikes! Super sorry this ask is long. And I'm even more sorry if my questions were lame or you've covered them before. :P. I can overthink at times, ESPECIALLY when it comes to my writing. I'm such a perfectionist storyteller, it's not even funny. I hope my questions aren't bothering you. You're one of my favorite writing blogs, so I figured I could come to you. I apologize in advance for wasting your time. You DO NOT have to reply at all if you don't want to. :P Thanks, have a great week

First and foremost: this is not a stupid question, you are not wasting my time at all. This is actually a rare treat for my blog because I don’t get many asks that don’t involve blindness, though I usually know better how to answer those than I do other questions. So, here we go:

Are you better off focusing on each kid’s perspective, going back and forth? Or is it better to narrow your focus onto one character?

The general rule of writing is to simplify. If two background characters serve a similar purpose, just combine the characters, for example. Slimming down extra scenes that don’t contribute to plot or character development.

However, that advice is meant for people publishing novels, working within an overflowing industry, dependant on sales and royalties. They have to meet whatever industry standards are, like word count or POV types. They have to find someone willing to take them on as a client because they love that book.

Fanfiction is not bound by such nonsense. Fanfiction is a beautifully lawless land where capitalism cannot influence it. What defines what you do with fanfiction is if you enjoy reading it, and if you have the steam to continue a long project.

Some people easily write 200,000k fics within a matter of weeks or months (or in my case, just once, two years). Some people work best with short fics. Both (and everything in between) are wonderful.

So, how much steam do you have for this project? How long do you think you can carry it and still finish it? Because that defines how big you should plan to make this project. If you don’t think you can write a long fic, then maybe just stick to one character.

A compromise between the two is to focus primarily on one character, and examine the other characters more briefly. This could be done in just a single POV chapter, or a handful. This could be done with the characters connecting and seeing the side character through your main character’s eyes, seeing how they’ve changed.

There’s no wrong answer. This fic is for your enjoyment primarily. No matter what you write, it will appeal to at least a few people, if not crowds. But your fun comes first, both literally and figuratively. Write for you, write to explore the story for yourself.

Can you give them a character arc like Violet’s where she becomes kinder after her experiences in the factory? Is that too cliche or predictable?

I wouldn’t call it predictable, because I’d expect everyone to go into completely different directions because they were all such unique and individual people before they entered the factory, and they were foiled by their own quirks.

Violet was mean and fake, she was demanding. I don’t know how much I want to speculate on the plotline you have going for her, how you’ll develop her to make her want to be more kind.

But I would love to speculate on the others.

Agustus Gloop? 

I feel like his experience in the chocolate river and almost drowning would make it hard to enjoy chocolate ever again. I think it would be a long time before he had any sweets. Also, because of his weight, I imagine there’s got to be some body-image issues hiding under the surface. I’d also put money on him being bullied, and him acting out against the students who bully him and because of his size he is more intimidating, but that doesn’t stop people from saying things behind his back.

I imagine the chocolate thing is a form of self-comfort. Maybe he turns to other foods to over-eat with to cope. Maybe eventually he figures out that this isn’t helping him. Does he try to replace unhealthy foods with healthier ones? (idk, I have a personal turn off on getting into the concept of dieting, so I’m not going to dig in much there).

I’d like to see him learn to love himself, develop some body neutrality, that his body doesn’t define who he is or what his worth is. That he becomes okay with who he is as he grows up. People who are happy and comfortable with themselves are generally nicer and easier going than people who aren’t. Maybe with some self-love, he’ll be kinder to others.

Veruca Salt?

Okay, I have a confession. My brain thought of her when discussing Violet. I haven’t seen either of the films in years.

Well, let’s thank Wikipedia everyone, the greatest gift of the internet.

Veruca does come across as a spoiled brat. Her parents shower her in material objects, which might mean something. I have a close friend who hates people buying things for him or giving him gifts that cost money. This has to do with a parent buying him things out of guilt after episodes of emotional abuse. I asked him a while back what he wanted for his birthday (I meant baked goods, I bake or cook special meals as birthday gifts for my friends. A has asked for chocolate chip cookies for three birthdays in a row now. Several friends ask for cookies for Christmas). Anyway, my friend had a panic attack and couldn’t respond until an hour later.

Maybe there’s something to that.

What does she think about money as she grows up? Does her love language continue to be gifts? I think it might one day be quality time. Maybe it is now. It’s common for rich parents to be absent and barely spend time with their kids because of work and extravagant social lives that sort of money gives them access to, meaning they barely have time in the day to spend with their kids. Maybe gifts are the only way she can make sure her parents still care, the only way she can get their attention? 

Mike Teavee?

Apparently in the movie credits his last name is spelled Teevee. But I’m obsessed with tea (and this is the point where I remember my tea and wonder if I’ve let it go cold because I got too focused. Nope, it’s still there). So it’s Teavee here.

Wikipedia describes him as a young boy who only watches TV, nothing but TV. He’s especially interested in cowboys and Western films. He comes across as a know-it-all. He’s easily annoyed but gets along with others.

Anyone have a guess at where I’m going with this?

Mike is neurodivergent. I mean, that’s my new headcanon. I lean towards ADHD because that’s what I project, but like everything else, his interpretation is in the eye of the beholder. Every viewer sees something different in him.

Some common ADHD (and autism) experiences beyond having a specific interest is how others react to your special interest. You get used to people getting bored when you talk about your interest for the thousandth time, but it’s still important to you, but not to someone whose opinion matters to you. RSD is probably common.

Wikipedia says he’s described as lazy in the books? Common ADHD “symptom,” or rather something that outside viewers label as laziness. Really, he just doesn’t have the motivation to do any of those other things.

And Charlie?

Did anyone think I wouldn’t have any thoughts on Charlie, our hero and protagonist?

Oh no, I have thoughts. Charlie goes to great lengths to set his family up comfortably, he becomes generous with his money. He also knows nothing about running a factory. I’m hoping Willy Wonka gives him some help there. But I bet adult Charlie is a stressed-out workaholic who tries to do everything and thinks he has something to prove, that he’s not just some random lucky child, that he can do this. Charlie totally gets a work-related anxiety disorder.

Those are my thoughts. I still think giving them Violet’s arc isn’t cliche or predictable, but rather completely different from what you think would happen to all those kids.

I mean, maybe a few of them are still little jerks in their adult lives. There’s no one road to grow up on, even if you’re four strangers who shared a similar traumatic experience.

Why does she try waddling away after her blueberry transformation and the Oompa Loompas are singing/dancing around her? They're trying to help her, and I don't really get why she'd do something like that.

They strange looking short men she’s literally never talked to, never seen or heard of before today, who’s already taken away two children by this point, all while singing a song about what terrible children they were.

And she’s scared because her body is doing something strange and scary and awful. She’s scared. She doesn’t know what to do. What will happen if these strange men take her away? She doesn’t know what happened to the other kids.

And they’re not really communicating they want to help, just singing cheerfully about how awful children are.

What are tips to better understand the characters I want to flesh out? I guess it circles back to the last question, understanding their psyche.

A lot of it is just watching real-life people and wondering why they are the way they are. Listening to their reasoning and what they tell you about who they are and where they come from.

I know people who grew up like Agustus with using over-eating as a way to self-comfort, and the bullying they experienced. I know that if a kid was physically bigger than his bullies, maybe he’d fight them to make them stop and leave him alone. People who go through that journey of learning that their body doesn’t define who they are, accepting it because it is theirs and it takes care of them.

(Which reminds me of a post I like that pops around here and there, that positive body image should be about more than how “sexy” your curves make you look. A person shouldn’t have to be sexy to be treated like a person. A person shouldn’t have to be sexy at all if they don’t want to, especially not all the time, and especially not a child. And there are a lot of obese children in the world who don’t have any positive body image messages designed for them)

I learned what my friend’s love languages are and why they have them and what they mean. Which is why I have that theory for Veruca.

Mike is just self-projection and listening to other neurodivergent people when they describe their life experiences or listening to their theories when they say a character is neurodivergent too.

I won’t lie, my theory on Charlie is based entirely on the Avatar: the Last Airbender fandom’s common head-canon that Zuko becomes a workaholic after he becomes Firelord. There might be some canon material in the comics that supports that, but I’ve never seen it. I think Zuko and Charlie have a similar vibe and that those three years Zuko struggled, and Charlie’s entire life before the factory make them both feel like they need to be perfect and do everything right to prove they deserve the job they’re given and that their backgrounds don’t define their worth.

Thank you so much for your ask anon!

And again, you are not a bother. I enjoyed digging into this movie I’d never thought in depth about until tonight. And you’re not alone, lots of writers are overthinkers and perfectionists. You are in good company. Our writing and fanfiction community welcomes and loves you <3

And thank you for your kind words! I’m so happy that you love my blog so much <3 It made my day to read that

Take care anon, and good luck in your writing :)

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