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mytheoristavenue · 3 months
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LF Creature x Reader - Mutal Comfort
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Summary: You owed Lisa a favor, but you never expected she'd make you pay it back in the form of babysitting her undead boytoy while she goes to a party.
Warnings: rushed/not proofread, bisexual!reader, reader has an unreciprocated crush on Lisa, angst, fem!reader
"Lisa, I never agreed to this!" You shouted at your best friend as she hurried over to crawl back out of your window.
"I promise I'll make it up," she waved you off, sliding the glass panel up. "It's just for the night, I swear. I'll be back before school."
With that she was gone, hearing no other protests. You stood with your back flattened against the wall, frightened gaze never leaving the thing on the other side of your bedroom.
You were the only person who knew of Creature's presence, being Lisa's very best friend for life or whatever. You'd do anything for her but babysitting her undead little pet was definitely stretching boundaries.
You felt some guilt for your terror, after all, he did look incredibly somber, shrinking into the opposite corner. Maybe he felt bad for scaring you?
"S-Soo...uh," you started, pushing off the wall but only by mere centimeters. "Y-You...Lisa's new boyfriend?" The thing seemed rigid at the thought and reluctantly shook his head. "Let me guess, you wanna be?" You prodded, inching closer still. Another timid nod. The two of you had that in common, apparently.
"You and me both," you sighed, sitting on the edge of your bed. Creature eyed you skeptically, still in the corner but not as glued to the wall as before. "Don't look at me like that, I don't mean I want to be her boyfriend." You paused, wondering if his expression was caused by the thought of you being gay or wanting to be a male, or maybe he was jealous at the thought of competition. "But, I don't know, being girlfriends might be nice..."
By this time, he'd inched close enough to sit on the other side of the bed, still as far away on it as possible, though. You took this as a sign to continue. "It's just that, me and Lis have been besties since like- kindergarten. I even convinced my parents to move her with her after her mom died and it feels like all she does is blow me off now," you ranted. "Like, before the incident, we'd have these long talks about the future, and we were always in each other's but now...I don't know anymore..."
An anguished moan was his only response as he drew his discolored hand to his chest. "Sorry," you said dropping your head. "I know you've gotta be hurting too listening to her ramble on about-" You brought your hands to your cheeks and batted your lashes, making your voice an octave higher to imitate your crush. "Micheal Trent!" He nodded, rolling his eyes slightly. "Y'know, I really don't know what she sees in him? Dude's a class A poser. He pretends to be into all that dark music and poetry but it's literally just to look cool and mysterious so all the preppy girls will fall in love with him."
While you ranted, Creature studied your room, noting how different it was from Lisa's. She had string lights, drawings, and moody posters all over her walls, while yours were tidy and well-organized with framed photos and prints of paintings that matched the color scheme of the walls. Eventually, you caught onto his staring and fell quiet prompting him to glance back to you.
"Didn't mean to fly off the handle, my bad." you muttered, standing up with a sigh. "Anyways, what do you like to do? Got any hobbies?" He stood up with you, wandering over to a keyboard that had collected dust in the corner. Curiously, he stuck a key and cringed at the sound it made. You joined him, explaining it. "That's just my old keyboard. I used to play piano as a kid but when we moved here we couldn't take my piano with us, so my dad got me this. It's kinda like an electric piano, only it's portable. Don't really like it though, too synthy for my taste."
Creature sat down in front of it, fumbling with the buttons on the control board while trying out the keys after each adjustment. Finally, he seemed to have found a setting he liked. "I'm guessing you play?" you cocked a brow. You couldn't have predicted how the cocky smirk then tossed you would make you feel. Following that, he threaded his finders together before pushing them out, cracking his knuckles before dramatically slamming down on the keys.
"Holy shit," you breathed, listening to the classical tune that filled your room. Needless to say, he played beautifully and was incredibly talented. At one point, he even glanced up at you with another shit-eating grin, showcasing the fact that he knew the positions by memory and didn't even need to look.
"You're amazing!" you explained when the song was finished, placing your hands on either shoulder and rocking him gently. "I've never seen that much musical skill from one person! What, were you like a professional pianist in your first life or something?"
To your surprise, he actually nodded. "Jesus christ man, I've never even heard that song before, did you write that?" He nodded again, and again, you were flabbergasted. "I bet you had an extraordinarily hard life." You muttered without thinking. "Art like that only comes out of suffering." As he nodded yet again, this time more bashfully, the two of you shared a moment of silence.
"I'm sorry, that was rude," you realized, glancing away. This time, Creature shook his head, an uncharacteristically peachy hand guiding your face back toward his as he stepped closer. For a moment, you waited to see what wisdom he had to offer, before remembering that no words would come as he stared at you, only able to offer a comforting gaze. "I wish you could talk," you whispered as he pulled you into his chest without you even realizing it. "But then again, maybe it's better you can't." you retorted to yourself bitterly. "I've had enough people tell me to cheer up because life gets better."
Creature stiffened, pushing you to hold you at arm's length, shaking his head again. "You think you got something better?" you asked, rhetorically.
Sensing your irritation, he resigned himself to giving up on communication for now. Taking matters into his own hands, he pressed a palm to his heart, a sign for you to trust him. Gently, he guided you back to your bed, pushing you down onto it. Awkwardly, Creature untucked the quilt from the bed a threw it over you, signalling for you to lay down, before tucking you in. You reluctantly followed his instruction, laying down on your side, tears welling in your eyes from all the overwhelming emotion bubbling inside you. You then watched as he made his way over to your desk, seeming to write something on a sheet of notebook paper Following this, he laid the note at your feet as he took a seat in front of the keyboard again.
You couldn't deny that you were beginning to feel drowsy after the soft music he played filled the room. This song was nothing like the first one. It was sweet and serene, unlike the dark and dramatic one he'd first played- with that cocky grin that made you feel so conflicted.
On the cusp of needing to rest your eyes, you remembered the note he'd left for you, briefly sitting up to reach it before laying back down, holding it up in the air to read what it said as he played your consciousness out.
"The sun does not ever reappear if the rain never stops. To live happily is to find solace in any weather. With the right balance, the flowers will begin to bloom. I hope to one day see a lush garden in you, darling."
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webslingingslasher · 9 months
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hi! I love the way you write. could you do something in which peter thinks he has no chance with reader as himself so he flirts with her as spiderman but eventually she finds out
*cleaning out my inbox*
sitting in a lawn chair on the roof of your building, spider-man sitting on the ledge, swinging his legs as he spoke, you listened to his rambling about an old woman he helped today.
it's been the dozenth time you've met up and talked, caught by him one afternoon when you were hiding away. you'd been healthy friends since, mostly surface value and mostly him venting, but this time was different.
spider-man didn't get personal, and you understood why, but since he didn't, you didn't. spider-man is talking animatedly but all you can think about is peter parker, sometimes life just wasn't fair.
you were caught when you didn't laugh with him at a joke, he tilted his head, 'you're quiet today, you doin' alright?'
you shrug, you feel emotionally numb.
'stuff at school, it's dumb. everything is dumb.'
spider-man adjusts himself, 'wanna talk about it?'
'i don't know, have you...' you pause to collect your thoughts, clearing your throat you start again. 'have you ever tried to make a move on someone but, like, telepathically?'
'uhhh...'
'ugh, i don't know. like, hey, if i stare at you enough and say 'ask me out' on a loop in my head, they'll catch the hint and do it.'
spider-man thinks about it, 'i think my version of that would be hey, if i avoid eye contact and pretend you don't exist, maybe you'll get a crush on me and ask me out, or avoid me forever. i'm okay with either.'
you laugh, you feel like he opened up to you, and he's the city's hero, maybe you can open up too.
'well, mine's name is peter parker and i'm pretty sure he has no idea i exist. i mean, not that i've actually tried to talk to him before, because he seems very nice but he also makes me super nervous and i think i would lose all ability to speak.'
spider-man has wide eyes, 'so, yeah. i guess when he didn't notice me for the millionth time today it clicked that the ship has sailed and i have to move on. shit sucks, dude.'
'no! no, no, no, you can't give up! he likes you too! i mean, what if he likes you too?'
'he doesn't know i exist, it's fine.'
'he knows you exist! i'd put money on the line he was doing that thing where he pretends you don't exist because he thought he had no chance or knew he'd fumble the bag so he deemed asking you out worthless!'
your eyes narrowed, 'i'm worthless?'
spider-man clutched the sides of his mask, his voice coming out squeaky. 'you're such a girl! you only hear one thing!'
'you called me worthless.'
'no, i said that i thought i had no chance and embarrassing myself just to get rejected would be a terrible waste of my time.'
you should be more focused on his switch from third to first point of view, but you crossed your arms instead.
'so... i'm a waste of time?'
spider-man groans, it's dramatic. in one motion in tugs his mask off and peter parker revealed.
'you're not a waste of time,' he gestures between yourselves, hinting at all the hours you've spent together, 'obviously.'
'and i'd really, really like to take you on a date.'
you hum, 'is this the part where i avoid you forever?'
a shy smile, 'i hope not.'
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godjustkys · 10 days
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Could you do Joey Tribbiani dating headcannons please?
| FRIENDS headcanons
please give requests.
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RATING: SFW/NSFW.
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STATUS: In a relationship.
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Pairing: AMAB!reader x Joey Tribbiani
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Warning(s): so, it's. A lot. Slight exhibitionism, mentions of overstim and bondage,,
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A/n: i love that goofy mf so much, good god. And I did this request so quickly for some reason..
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1 - Joey was awkward around you at first. Not only were you his bisexual awakening, but you're the first man he's ever dated. He wasn't ashamed of it, nor you. He was just.. trying to figure out how to be in a relationship with you, how to keep you. Joey thought that it was soo different from dating a girl, but it really wasn't.
2 - Once he came around and got significantly more comfortable around you, he would religiously speak about dates he wants to go on with you. He would come up with new, weirdly-adorable ideas each time, yet he would never execute them.
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3 - Whenever you praise him, even if it's just a simple 'good job' leaving your mouth, he acts like that ↑. All flustered and sheepish, almost coy.
4 - BACK HUGS. he adores physical touch to the core, but hugs from the back are his go-to move. He would also say 'boo' with a grin when he'd hug you from behind. Joey thought it would scare you - it never does.
5 - Flirts with you at any chance he gets. Cheesy, corny pick-up lines in the middle of a serious moment cause he thinks you look attractive when angry/arguing.
6 - you cannot tell me this dude does not dance at random times, anywhere. He hears music he likes? Dancing. It's quiet? He dances to the music in his head, even if his movements are stiff and subtle.
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7 - speaking of music, Joey will SHAME you for your music taste if he doesn't like the song. He'll go on a full rant, argue with you about it, then leave mid argument because he realized you were winning. He, exactly like in the gif, did the L sign to you as he left.
8 - After serious arguments, which you rarely have, Joey will apologise first, although very hesitantly. Either he's coming to you with a gift in his hands for compensation or he speaks to you in a soft and somber tone, giving a full speech. Needless to say, he's only stubborn when he doesn't feel guilt or regret.
9 - When you're talking and he's listening, he's really not. He's staring at you, admiring to the fullest. His gaze will never leave your figure. The moment you ask "are you listening?" Joey shrugs his shoulders because he knows for a fact he didn't listen to a thing you said, but then again he doesn't want to lie to you. You'd see right through him anyway.
10 - He's not shy in public, not about you nor your relationship. He is not afraid of PDA. Actually, he almost always holds your hand or has an arm around you. He loves spoiling you as well.
11 - He's so touchy. So so so touchy, even in public. One time, when you were at a restaurant, Joey started jerking you off under the table. Ecstatic feeling, truly, but so glad no one ever found out.
12 - Joey is not that sensitive, he lasts long and is proud of it. He brags about that to you, almost like he's begging for you to overstimulate him. Hence the fact, you did, once. Best night of his life - regrets not trying something like that sooner.
13 - LOVES you touching his pecs, oh my god. Despite not being sensitive, he is vocal and rambles during sex a lot. Nothing but praise, not fond of degradation.
14 - FOREPLAY IS SO IMPORTANT TO HIM. He wants to get riled up before sex, he wants to need it from you. He'd beg if you asked him to — generally obedient.
15 - Night shower sex = best sleep of your life after. His aftercare is good, really good. Makes sure you're okay, that you're clean, comfortable, gets you a drink or food if you want it. It is your aftercare that Joey longs for. He doesn't know why but you do it so much better than he does (in his eyes), even though your aftercare isn't vastly different from his.
16 - When Joey asks for a massage from you, it'll most definitely end up in sex if only you're in the mood for it. He moans and grunts when you massage him ONLY for the sake of you getting you hot and bothered.
17 - He hasn't tried a ton of kinks that he thinks he might have, but you ended up agreeing with his request to try bondage. Not the full BDSM type, but you had his wrists tied during it. Joey hated it because he couldn't touch you properly, but at the same time, he loved the thrill of it. He had bruises on his wrist the next day..
18 - he's all for quickies. Whether it would be after a stressful day, or just during a trip, in a secluded area. Not afraid of getting caught, at all.
19 - blowjobs. He doesn't care if he's the one receiving it or if he's the one giving oral. Just, blowjobs. He says it feels like "putting on warm fuzzy socks after a long walk on a cold winter day."
20 - Pinning him to a wall and acting dominant makes him hard very quickly. Melts under your touch, shivers, stutters, his breath gets heavy and erratic, is stiff and tense. Absolutely adores it though.
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niam. :3
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m-arkmywords · 1 year
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pleas write more stoner mark... im begging on my knees 🙏🙏
Mmm imagine Mark on tour and he calls you late at night, voice all groggy, audibility baked and needy. PART TWO
"YOU LOOK LIKE A FOOL TO MEEEEEE,
TELL MEEE,
WHY'D YOU HAVE TO GO AND MAKE THINGS SO COMPLICATED?"
You and Mark yell out in unison, singing Avril Lavigne through the phone. After a long, cold day at work, this is exactly what you needed.
It has been exactly two months since, your best friend kissed you and left for this tour. Nobody could've prepared you both, for this impulsive act of breaking down the bridge between friendship and love. You both agreed that, time apart would allow you to think about the next step... Except, you both couldn't go a second without talking to one another. You shared selfies and photos throughout the day, and ended nights with a facetime call. Even if it was 2 minutes, just to say good night. Mark made sure to hear your voice before he slept. Tonight was no different.
You had been on the phone for 20 minutes now. Your rooms dimly lit by led lights, both blue because you share a favourite colour. The coziness of your fluffy bedding and Mark's voice had every atom in your body relaxed. "And I met so many new people! It's crazy to see so many people fuck with the music over here" he rambled on about his experiences on tour. He talked about the feeling of being on stage and how comfortable he feels, like he can let go of everything. He describes it feeling as though the whole world disappears and the only thing matters is the stage and audience. Mark was born to do this. "I'm telling you dude, it's has all played out so cosmically. It feels like fate but also so unreal..." You listened intently by adding validating hums in between his sentences. Suddenly, you noticed the volume of his voice slowly fade into a silence, as he looked at you and smiled.
"But... man.. dude, I miss you" he pouted his lips, half smiling and looked away. "I mean.. It's whatever, just wish you were here you know"
"It all means nothing, if I can't share it with you" he said, coyly.
"AWWWWWW someone's obsessed with me" you teased him, making his face flush with a warm, red colour.
"Shut up, you're stupid y/n" he laughed, before clearing his throat.
"Also! Look what I got" he rummaged through his bag to pull out what seemed to be a small glass bottle, with a pipette dropper. "It's straight thc oil babe..It's so strong dude, so good." He went on, as he dropped some under his tongue.
"Yoo that sounds so good, I want to try!" You sat up, grabbing a bottle of water and taking a sip. Maintaining eyes on Mark, you refused to miss every moment of him gradually getting high. He looked so cute.
"Yeah for sure, I'll bring it with me when I come back. You're gonna love it.. It gives you such a body high" He said, now with his voice a bit deeper and eyes, a little lower. He let out a soft giggle. "Like, I feel so sensitive right now dude, this bed feels amazing..." He ran his hands up and down his torso. Eyes zoomed into you, with lips curling into a smirk. "We're gonna take this when I see you next..." "Yeah I'm down 100%" You say in between sips.
"Then I'm gonna touch you." He dead panned, as his eyes fixed on you, making you choke on the water and widen your eyes.
"Uh.." You lose all coherent thoughts as your heart starts beating in your ears and you felt your body slowly get hot. Mark chuckled, watching you get flustered over his comment.
"I'm just being honest.. I think about it a lot.. you know touching you" his voice was lower and raspier. Shifting his bed, he put his phone on his night stand and turned on his side. Propping himself up on his left arm. He ran his right hand through his hair. "All the pretty noises, you'd make." He continued, "Under me, on top of me.. You would be so sensitive to my touch, my fingers... my tongue. I want to kiss you everywhere y/n.. Can I do that? When I see you?" His eyes now sincere and big, yet filled with lust. It made you nervous.
"Urm.. yeah, I'd like that" you whispered, feeling his words go straight to your core. You slowly rubbed your thighs together, for some sort of relief, to your now steadily, growing dampened spot between your legs. You bit onto your lower lip. "Mark..."
"Yeah baby?" He licked his lips, moving closer to the camera.
"I miss you" you whine, almost needy at the use of a pet name.
"And I miss you."
You hummed, smiling at him. Head spinning with desire.
"Wanna make you cum when I see you next." He looked down at his bulge, now growing underneath the covers. "I can't wait to see you.. feel you around me" Mark palmed himself through his pyjamas.
"Can you uh do something for me?" Whisper fell from his mouth, trying to hold himself together.
"Mhmmm" you bit your lip and nodded.
"Can you be a good girl and touch yourself for me?"
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melloween-candie · 11 months
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Jealousy [P.2]
Lip Gallagher x Reader
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Summary
You and Lip have always been best friends, but the day Lip meet Karen, things changed- for the worst! You never pictured yourself to be the jealous type, but you'd be lying to yourself if you said it didn't hurt seeing your crush fighting for that so-called 'family' growing in Karen's womb.
Warning! Friendzone, arguments, pregnancy, spoilers, cussing
Word Count: 1,159
Part 1, Part 2
[Angst/High school]
Shameless Masterlist
Fandom Masterlists
/"Talking"//Thinking//Muttering-Whispering/
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***Narrator's Pov***
You turned off the TV in defeat.
I guess Lip isn't coming this time.
You left the room and went to bed.
Time skip!~
***Lip's Pov***
F*ck. Not again...
Lip quickly got up and started dressing himself.
"Uggh... What time is it?" Karen rubbed her eyes as she slowly woke up too. "Dude. It's only 8? Why are you up? Come back to bed with me."
"Can't" Lip said as he slipped on his shirt.
"Annnd- why not?" Karen gave Lip a pouty look.
"Because Karen. I've already let down Y/n enough." He said as he tied his shoes.
"Peff- her again." Karen rolled her eyes as she laid back down.
Time skip!~
You were doing your usual morning routine when you heard a knock at the door.
"Lip? What are you doing here?" You asked still slightly sleepy.
"I figured since I missed movie night, why not just move movie night to-" He pulled out two tickets. "Today?"
You smiled. "Let me get my coat."
Time skip!~
***Narrator's Pov***
You two were now at the movie theater. You were so excited to see this movie. You waited for it to come out for months. You were kind of glad that you got to see it with your favorite person. You couldn't stop rambling about the last movie they made... Until Lip got a call.
"Yeah, yeah- hang on." Lip grabbed his phone. Pulling it up to his ear; he answered. "Hello?"
Lips face then morphed dramatically. "The he*l do you mea-" He covered his other ear so he could hear better. "A-are you sure?"
His tone changed drastically at the end. He seemed worried. He then ended the call with a worried expression.
"Is everything okay?" He didn't answer... "Lip?"
"Karen's pregnant."
Your eyes widen. "Wha-what do you mean? Pregnant?!"
"I mean-" Lip took a deep breath. He didn't want to end up yelling at you. A lot of emotions where going through him right now... "Forget it. I got to go." He then left.
Leaving you disappointed once again.
Time skip!~
"A-are you sure it's mine?" Lip asked Karen as she rubbed her stomach.
"Well who else would it be?"
"Okay well are you a hundred percent sure your pregnant?"
"Oh my god, lip we had this conversation a thousand times already! I told you I haven't had my period for 3 weeks now and I've took multiple tests."
"Yes, and I-I'll be t-taking her to the doctor tomorrow to confirm it." Added her mother, Sheila.
Karen only looked at her mother with worry. Deep down, she didn't want her mother to disappoint herself again.
"I'll come with." Lip didn't even hesitate.
Time skip!~
It has been a couple of months now, and surprisingly Karen wasn't lying about being pregnant.
You were currently eating lunch. By yourself as per usual. Before you would eat lunch with Lip but ever since Karen told him she was 'possible' pregnant with his kid he just vanished completely.
Sure before he'd mainly hang out with her but at least he gave you time too, but now it's all about her. It would be childish to say you weren't jealous. The worst part of it all was Karen knew. And every time she went to school, she made it apparent to torture you.
She'd do things like-
Every time you would pass them in the hall, she'd so casually feel a kick, and Lip would get tense and coddle her.
She'd even make Lip carry her stuff- what's worst was that he was okay with it.
It was as if you're entire life revolved around her being pregnant with Lip's child. She was literally living your fantasy.
As much as you hated it, you always wanted Lip to look at you as more than a friend. But it never happened and now it never will and you just had to learn to accept it.
Time skip!~
It was finally the day. Karen was rushed to the hospital, and surprisingly enough her mother went too.
You only knew about it because the moment you had a chance to talk to Lip, the conversation ended quick, and I mean quick. He ended up getting a call two words in. It was about Karen being in the hospital. The last thing he said to you that day was, "Karen's giving birth!" Then he ran off.
And there he goes. Leaving you once again.
Though that night, you were surprised to see a huge text from him.
It explained how he wasn't the father and that the kid had Down syndrome. It also explained how he couldn't help but feel so angry yet so relieved at the same time. It even said something about how shameful Karen was for not keeping it.
He then texted you a question - "So what was it earlier that you wanted to talk about."
After reading that question, you immediately left him on read. You threw your phone across the room and started crying. You really hoped that in that text, he would have said something like - "You were right Y/n, it wasn't mine." Or "I'm sorry..."
You tried warning him. You tried telling him not to get too pent up about her being pregnant with 'his' kid. But all he ever did was yell at you saying stuff like, "how could you say that?!" and stuff like- "You're supposed to be my best friend, so why are you acting like this?!"
It really hurt, but you knew he was just really stressed. Plus, you'd be made too if someone called the mother/father of your children a sl*t and told you that it might not even be yours. But you'd at least take heed of that warning and not go buying so much expensive baby stuff.
Soon enough, you learned to ignore his text messages and eventually learned to ignore him. You decided enough was enough. You didn't like it but you realized that Lip was never going to love you the way you loved him, so in the end, you wanted to leave him.
And you tried. You two ended up getting into a huge argument about it. You yelled at him spilling everything you've been hiding for months and this angered him. He called you selfish and that set you off. You told him that you held back for him. That you could have beaten up Karen but no because he cared for her. You told him everything including everything you felt throughout those months.
You even got salty and said that you were glad it wasn't his. He needed a big slap of realization and you tried warning him too. All that shut him up quick.
You two stopped being friends after that... but you never stopped caring, and eventually, you two came back together. Like drugs, you were both addicted to each other. Whether you liked it or not.
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A/n
Sorry, that took longer than expected... (But I did warn you all... I'm really bad with due dates 😅)
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archivallyfound09 · 11 months
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Back in the Cockpit, pt. 1
Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x reader (no y/n, callsign is Voodoo)
Summary: An old pilot friend of Nat's comes to town to party away some of her stress, but decides to get more tangled up than she intended.
Warnings: Everything is Mature, I'll mark explicit. Swearing, drinking, 18+ only.
A/N: I seem to have a few fluffy things going on at the same time. This is not one of those :) Let me know if you'd like to see more than just Hangman involved.
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"Nat! Nat! I swear to GODDDD, I know you can hear me!!" You banged a bit harder than intended on the bathroom door, the sound of a woman on the other side humming to herself, wholly unphased.
"I'm sorrrrrryyyyyyy," you groaned and slid down the door. No sooner had your ass his the floor than the door behind you opened, laying you out halfway into the bathroom. An amused Natasha looked down at you, smirking.
"You're sorry for..." she prompted.
"I'm sorry for saying that F/18's are the stupidest planes."
"...and?"
You groaned and closed your eyes, throwing your forearm over your face in agony.
"AND," you growled, "Navy pilots are better than Air Force."
Nat grinned and all but slammed the door in your face.
"Get in here and brush your teeth, loser. Can't have you reek of Air Force bullshit if you're coming out with me tonight..."
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You looked down at yourself, pleased with the choice of attire: short, distressed jean shorts and a white tanktop. Nat had chastised you for wearing a bright red bra under it initially, and now, seeing not just pilots but a few higher ranks, you were glad you had listened to your old roommate.
"Oh good, they already took over the pool tables in the back. Want a beer?"
You looked at her incredulously which earned you a hard shove to the arm. You rolled your eyes and pushed past her, heading to the very full bartop. As you waited, you looked around, shocked that one a Wednesday night it was this crowded. When Nat finally appeared next to you, you were pleasantly surprised that you jumped the list to get your drinks.
"Thanks Penny. Oh, this is an old friend of mine from way back. She ended up abandoning the Navy to fly with Chair Force," Nat made a gagging noise and Penny laughed as you took her hand in a polite shake.
"My disdain for water meant the Navy didn't care if I could fly- they cared that I wouldn't land on a boat," you offered, earning another laugh.
"You might be the sanest one in here," Penny muttered, giving you a wink and handing you both pints, the condensation already dripping down in the warmth of the bar. You nodded and raised a glass to her as you then turned to Nat.
"You sure you want to do this? I could tell horrible awful stories about you in boot and all about that one time with the rear admiral's son and-"
She knew you were rambling and was quick to cut you off.
"- and I could tell them about your summer spent with the same rear admiral's son. Dude, relax. Just work colleagues bonded over trauma and terror. Besides, how often if it that I actually get to see you? If they suck, we'll leave and get drunk and watch Law and Order or something."
You rolled your eyes, but took a deep breath. You weren't exactly know for having a ton of friends around. Once the party girl now the military pilot, you were known for getting a job done, celebrating the job well done, and then going home to decompress. Only Nat seemed to be able to bring you out without the prerequisite of a job.
You hadn't realized that you had been slowly shuffling through the crowd behind Nat and you had finally landed at the pool tables in the back.
"Yo Phoenix! Who's your friend?" mixed immediately with "Hello, Legs! Haven't seen you around here!" "Please GOD don't be military!"
Phoenix shot the crew of three off to your right a death glare. You'd late learn that the very harmless catcalls were from Fanboy, Payback and Coyote. You smirked, grateful for the somewhat warm reception. What you weren't anticipating was seeing another friendly face that you recognized.
"Bob!" The entire group froze, two pilots parted away like the Red Sea to reveal a very embarrassed WSO sitting on a barstool, his beer gripped in two hands, glasses starting to slip off his nose. In a few quick strides you had entered into the pit of Naval aviators and were hugging a now standing Bob.
You were sure of the blush on his cheeks and confirmed it as you pulled out of the tight hug. He smiled with a gulp and the softened under your gaze.
"Nice to see you again, Voodoo," his small voice piped out. Your callsign got a few head turns and someone groaned "oh god, she is military...."
"So, Bobby boy, you gonna introduce me to your friends?" You looked around the group that was now surrounding you, smirking at Nat as she sipped on her beer, happy to see you settle in so quickly. Bob quickly stumbled through all the callsigns around you and you earned a few overcharming responses from Harvard, Yale, Fanboy, and Rooster.
As you started to answer a few questions about your background and how you knew Nat from training before you transferred branches, when you heard a voice near the bar that caused everyone around you to groan.
"Well, well, as I live a breathe...Bobby's got a cute little thing here, doesn't he?" He clapped Rooster on the shoulder who immediately shrugged off and sidestepped away. You watched in amusement from your perch, splitting the small stool with the WSO.
"S-she's not with me, Hangman."
"Yeah, she's with me."
Nat's voice rang out, but the tall blond gentleman in front of you didn't move his eyes from yours. He quirked an impressed and amused eyebrow, but never wavered in his gaze.
"Good for you, Phoenix. Glad you finally found someone who can make you happy." Your met his smirk and rolled your eyes. You noted the Texan drawl that oozed out of his lips and soon found yourself staring at those rather than his emerald eyes.
"Name's Voodoo," you automatically roze up, hand outstretched, a coy smirk on your lips. His hand quickly engulfed yours as he looked down amusedly at you. You treated him to one more gratuitous eye roll before striding past him with a small shove of your shoulder.
"Move it, Hangman, I've got another beer with my name on it and you're in the way."
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It became abundantly clear that even though there was training tomorrow, this crew knew how to drink. You were pleased that you hadn't stopped laughing after your second beer. You had officially gotten worse at pool (much to Nat's enjoyment), but your dart skills had gone up a bit. After some friendly drinking wagers, you decided you needed some air.
Your head started to swim a bit as you leaned against the railing, watching the moon reflect in the crashing waves, the rest of the world looking nothing but black. You sighed- you had been in Colorado as an instructor lately and missed the ocean. Your sabbatical break had led you all over, but you were most excited to be back with Nat and near the water again.
"Hey there."
You whipped around on instinct, ready to clock whoever had just interrupted your nice drunk time with the ocean. It wouldn't have been the first bar fight you had been in, but, no longer being 22 meant it would hurt a lot more in the recovery. You were met with the same arrogant blond as before. You couldn't help the relief you felt, but you showed it as nothing more than a smirk.
"What do you want, Bagman?" You opted for Nat's nickname for the cocky pilot. He chuckled, but didn't more, standing almost too straight. Your face softened a bit and you would forever blame the beer-ga-rita that Coyote had convinced you to try.
"What do you-"
You hadn't even gotten the words out when, in two quick steps, Hangman closed the space between the two of you, hands on either side of your chin, lips smooth and hot against yours, noses pressed together tightly. Normally, this would've earned him a hard box to the ears or at least a slap and a kick to the groin, but your body reacted faster than your brain.
Your hands flew into his hair and immediately deepened the kiss, his tongue searing and tasting like beer against yours. You couldn't help the small moan that escaped when one of his hands dropped down around your neck, fingers imperceptibly tightening. He logged the information away, smiling into the kiss.
You both pulled away breathless, his hair looking disheveled, eyes blown to be almost black, cheeks tinged pink. You noticed quickly that both of your heaving chests were in sync and that one hand still rested near your throat. He started to caress your throat and you fought the instinctive reaction to close your eyes.
It was then that you heard your name called from inside the bar. The reality of your situation and location was flooding into all your senses. You took a step back from Hangman, a quick flash of fear shared, and then he turned to the balcony and you started in for the door.
"Where the hell you been?!" Nat laughed, the loudness of her question betraying the drinks she had consumed. You laughed, blocking her from going out to the patio.
"Right here! Just needed some air, Nat, no worries."
She paused, not sure if she believed you, but after a side hug and you starting for the door, she tuned out the voice in her head. She knew you were working through some things (career-wise, life-wise, love-wise), and she knew it better to give you some space.
As long as you weren't jumping in bed with someone again.
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h-harleybaby · 1 year
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(My bad sorry for the clyde request) also I don't mind the readers gender, so do whatever you'd like
But may I request a Jimmy x Reader who likes to ramble about some of their special interests often?
- men kisser anon (also I enjoy talking to you on discord as well :D )
Jimmy x reader who rambles
Oh I don’t mind hun <333
It’ll probably take me forever to get this out
I love Jimmy I just suck at writing and btw I’m writing for fem reader/gn reader because I’m more comfortable with that
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• Jimmy definitely loves listening to whatever you have your mind on
• He just thinks it’s so adorable how passionate you are about the subject, he just wants to listen to you talk about it all day <3333
• He did one time actually- it was the best day of his life tbh, at least that’s what he insists
• In general, he loves your rambling and tries learning all he can about it so he can talk about it to you
• Dude loves to listen to you talk, he loves your voice so much. HE’S SMITTEN <3333333333
• Definitely makes bad puns and awful jokes about the subject in hopes to make you laugh
• Please laugh it’s his love language at this point 😭
• Cuddles up to you while you talk about it, it’s just tradition now
• Asks you questions and encourages you to talk about your interests more
• He’s over all really nice about it and loves to hear all about it
I tried I’m sorry it’s so short 🥲
Edit: I just realized why there’s barely any interaction with this, I forget to fucking add tags to it
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Wednesday characters as things me and my friend (@your-next-daydream) have said/done
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Ajax: I don't get addicted to things really easily
Xavier: yeah except for adderall
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Enid: *talking about her ex* I mean, they were even more immature than I am, which is really saying something
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Tyler: *responding to a customer being rude* bitch I said "okay hold on" not "go fuck yourself"
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Enid: *rambling about how her day was*
Wednesday: Enid go the fuck to sleep
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Enid: I'm so excited for our sleepover! *sets her backpack on Wednesday's dresser*
Wednesday: *reaches into it and pulls out a gardening shovel* why'd you bring a spade?
Enid: I don't know, I just wanted to I guess
Enid: why didn't you bring a spade is what I think the question should really be here
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Bianca: *flicks someone off*
Bianca: I'm doing this because I love you. This is how I show that I care
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Ajax: *trying to stop Enid from doing something by grabbing hold of her wrist*
Enid: I- wait, why are you holding my wrist so loosely?
Ajax: because I didn't want to hurt you
*momentary pause before they both start laughing uncontrollably*
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Rowan: I can never "borrow" anything from a store because I just get way too anxious to go through with it
Bianca: so what I'm hearing you say is that you're a pussy
Rowan: yeah pretty much
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Xavier: *using the church's free wifi during the middle of service*
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Enid: *falls through the pride flag in front of her closet that doesn't have a door* welp I guess I'm going back in the closet everybody
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Rowan: *starts sobbing uncontrollably from how unbelievably hot it is*
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Ajax: I still have that picture you painted for me back in fourth grade *holds up painting*
Xavier: *visibly cringes* I hate it, please give it back to me so I can destroy it
Ajax: *hugs it to his chest* no! I love it even if you don't!
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Rowan: how did you get your hair to look like that? Like, do you cut it a special way or-?
Xavier: *walks over to his dresser and picks up a pair of scissors before cutting off a bit of his hair*
Rowan: *audibly gasps in disbelief*
Xavier: that's how
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Tyler: here's your iced coffee
Random customer: ...you didn't get me a straw :(
Tyler: *sighs before leaving then returning with said straw*
Random customer: thank you :)
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Enid: *on the phone with Wednesday* I miss you already
Wednesday: god you're such a dork
Wednesday: I miss you already too
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Enid: *bumping her head into a wall behind her* ow. Who put that wall there?
Ajax: *stoned out of his fucking mind* I don't know, maybe your mom
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Enid: *voicing a chip that she's holding* hi there, I wanna be your friend!
Ajax: *having the munchies* oh thanks dude *scarfs it down in one gulp*
Enid: *looking horrified* what's wrong with you?!?
Ajax: *very very stoned* oh I'm sorry, was that not for me?
Enid:
Ajax: *still pretty high* oh c'mon, you'd eat your friends *wink*
Enid: what?
Ajax: what
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mint-yooxgi · 2 years
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hello! could you do a astrological related dragon-thingo yan!seonghwa drabble? thought of this bc seonghwa’s name is mars backwards, seonghwa itself means ‘to be a star’ and my friend told me that his moles represented some specific planets of the natal chart relevant to seonghwa himself and seonghwa is the cutest toothless resemblance dude ever 😭
forgive me if this is too complicated 😔😭
Winter was always his favourite time of year. Not only were the nights longer in which his domain ruled over the skies for a majority of the time, but he got to see you for as long as he wanted to.
Tonight is like any other, Seonghwa flying through the skies and making his rounds over the earth, scales twinkling like stars where the light catches. As always, he blends in perfectly with the night, his tail flicking happily as every second brings hims closer to you.
The scent of blood in the air makes him bare his teeth, but not just any blood. Your blood.
Letting out a roar, he increases his speed, needing to get to you as soon as possible. Something's not right, and once he finds whoever hurt you, they will pay in the most horrible of ways he knows of in order to make them suffer for even daring to touch you.
Soaring over the village, he can see flames licking at the houses below. It looks as if there has been a raid: bodies littering the street, blood splattered on the walls, and destruction all around. The only thing on his mind, though, is finding you.
With a final grandiose flap of his wings, a boom sounds across the valley. Landing with all the grace of a newborn gazelle, Seonghwa tears through the roof of your house, eyes burning with a fury as he sees ten warriors surrounding your beaten and bloody form tied up and forced to your knees in the centre of the room. He doesn't even need to look at you to know you've been crying.
"Right on schedule," one of the warriors - the one who appears to be the leader, for he wears the most intricate of furs around his shoulders - grins. "We knew you couldn't just leave their little village alone."
Seonghwa lets out a warning growl, his wings twitching at his sides as he prepares to attack. Only, he holds off for now, especially when the leader of the group pulls a knife out to hold at your throat.
"You're making this too easy," the man chuckles, pushing the blade harder into your skin and causing a trickle of blood to appear on your neck. "Why are they so important to you?"
Seonghwa snarls, his teeth on full display as he watches the man carefully, taking note of where the others are in relation to you in the room. How dare they even lay a single finger on you!
They'll pay. They will all pay for touching what's his.
You meet his gaze, and you're taken back by the worry you see shining in the dragon's eyes for you. You never thought befriending the beast of the night would lead you to this moment, but here you are.
Honestly, you never knew why the dragon kept returning to you each night, especially when you would hang around your little lookout spot on the side of the mountain which overlooks the lake. Yet, every time without fail, if your were there at night, he would find you, curl up beside you, and keep you company. You were starting to think he could actually understand you, too, given how many times you'd start rambling about something or other, only for the dragon to be watching you intently as you spoke. It was strange, yet comforting to you at the same time.
Now, as you stare into his eyes, you watch as he slowly blinks at you, the concern clear as day. For some odd reason, you understand perfectly what he's trying to tell you.
You close your eyes.
A roar like a battle cry rings through your ears, being the only source of warning you get before the sounds of tearing flesh and smashing stone reaches your ears. The knife falls from your throat.
You can still hear the screams of terror echoing through your head even when the air around you goes still; silent with tension of the unknown.
You nearly jump out of your skin when you feel arms surrounding you in a comforting embrace, a hand resting on the back of your head and pulling you into a warm chest as a male voice begins to coo at you. Sweet nothings fall from his lips as he reassures you that everything is okay, and that you're safe. He's here now, and he won't let anything happen to you ever again.
Swallowing the dryness in your throat, you find the courage to speak, "who are you?"
Pulling away slightly, you let your eyes open, noticing the male holding you is already gazing at you with such fondness in his eyes. You'd recognize that tender look of affection anywhere.
"It's me." He smiles. "It's always been me."
You blink, "dragon."
"Call me Seonghwa," he leans in to carefully rest his forehead against your own, "and you are mine."
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elizabarnes · 9 months
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Sum of all my drafts!
Just a summary for each draft, if it has a check that means I’ve finished it!
If it was asked then the ask will be the summary!
✅(Asked) “Wait, how did you get in?” : imagine you notice weird things going on around your apartment...things go missing, stuff is moved, little things like that, but you don't think much of it. But then imagine you wake up one night to a noise and you see this tall figure standing at the end of your bed going through things on your vanity. The figure hears you and turns around before pinning you down with his large hand clamped around your mouth. (I can't decide if you should know Ted or not so you can decide that). He ends up fucking you, lots of "I've been waiting for this for so long." "I'm gonna make you so happy." "All mine now." "My little dolly". You know, cute shit like that. (Also IDK how you'd want to incorporate this but i'm also like imagining that scene in The Boy where the dude has the girls dress and like recreated her on his bed?) Anyway, name of Jesus Christ, Amen
Your sweet kisses : go to this link and it’s the person I got the idea from!
(Ask) “That’s it.” : Just a request can you make a fic of Jschlatt making you squirt.
(Ask) Back from the dead and now in my bed : WHAT IF REVIVEBUR WAS DRESSED IN A COMPRESSION SHIRT AND CARGO JEANS!? AND THEN GOES TO Y/N'S ROOM AND... SEDUCES HER!?!? OR PRAISE HER!?!? OR IDK MAKE IT IN YOUR TASTE!
(Ask) “Love, they don’t hate you.” : Could you please write a cc!Wilbur x non-cc!reader where the chat knows Wilbur is dating someone but they don't know who, but one day the reader enters the room in the middle of a stream and freak out when they realize? Just some comfort bc the reader is thinking "omg they hate me". Gender neutral if possible!
(Ask) “Simp.” : Can we get some Simpbur fluff ? Maybe some cuddles and kisses ? I dunno I'm spit balling
(Ask but I came up with the idea) Sweat : the ask: Please write something about wilbur soot I need him / My idea: Anyway I’m gonna write Will taking your virginity after a lvjy gig cuz why not?
(Ask) Drunk confessions : imagine ted/schlatt being drunk and just confessing their feelings for you because they’re drunk so why not, fuck it right? then they just ramble on before you can even reply because they’re expecting it to be unreciprocated
(Ask) Adorable drunk : Clingy, drunk Wilbur??
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belabellissima · 7 months
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Casually slides down your chimney
Your secret santa has returned!! Thank you so much for those answers to the would rather game! I'm notoriously bad at them, too, so I'm happy with the rambling, especially becuase if gave me a chance to learn more about you!
Honestly I think we had the exact same answers for the bonus questions! I'm a hardback fan all the way 🥰 And my go to in the morning is a coffee, but I love nothing more than my afternoon english breakfast with a bit of milk and honey. I think I need to try that masala chai wiith cardamom and sugar though, that's sound delicious!! And Team Rosalie is a perfect answer 🤌
When it comes to your gift, what I'm hearing from your answers is that you'd like a smutty multichapter feysand fic that's set in canon driven and driven by romance with LOTS of angst 👀 hehehe that sounds delicious and I think I already have an idea brewing in this ole Cauldron.
My questions for you now are...
What are your favorite romance tropes?
What are your top 5 favorite Feysand moments?
If you could change anything about the acotar series, what would it be?
What's your favorite song(s) at the moment? Which ones remind you most of Feysand?
Hello!!!! You have returned!!!! And this time I can answer before going to work lmao! edit: no actually I wrote for so long that I had to go to work before I finished and am posting this on my break 😂
And same answers?!?!?!! ITS FATE! And I'm so glad to know another English Breakfast lover!!! Truly a wonderful tea😌 also all the talk of masala chai made me crave some enough to go make a pot! I have had smh a fresh mug next to me and I didn't add too much sugar this time! and i have more dishes added to the never-vanishing pile but I have cleaned up the spills on the counter its f i n e
One thing about me is that I have a favorite pot that I always use for hot drinks and soups because it's the only one without a lip and so also the only one where I can consistently pour from it and not spill what I've just made.... but that one was already dirty :/
Also the gift already sounds so beautiful! Perfect 💯 10/10 I am READY to bawl my eyes out! (have you noticed yet I use... a LOT of exclamation marks?😅)
and for the questions!
Favorite Romance tropes? ooooh thats a tough one because a lot depend on the genre! If I'm reading fantasy then enemies-to-lovers is amazing, but especially so if it's one-sided! Like Jude and Cardan - he was in love with her and she hated his guts so much she thought he must hate her in return! Or Feysand in the first book, now that I think about it lmao. Other favorites include classics such as only one bed (or horse if its a road-trip romance), soulmates/fated mates, forced proximity, and hidden identity! If its more contemporary though, I lean toward fake dating, rivals-to-lovers (technically a branch on enemies to lovers but eh), and mutual pining/idiots-to-lovers. One trope though that i don't really like??? Is actually the love triangle. Because I WILL start shipping all three of them together rather than choose. (Or the back-and-forth starts to annoy me. Depends on how it's being written.) speaking of that if you like sci-fi books i would recommend Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao, that's got a canon polyamorous relationship!
Favorite Feysand moments - Calanmai obviously, that scene is iconic for a reason and i get emotional if I think about it too long while remembering chapter 54, there you are. I've been looking for you I also adore Feyre throwing her shoe at Rhys after he dares her to do it again, Feyre taunting Rhys while in the Summer Court only to immediately get jealous that he does the same thing, both CoN scenes, and the scene with the bone carver when feyre admits she would have turned the knife on herself and Rhys is devastated by it. what can I say I love angst hahaha😂
Honestly I don't like that Rhys twists Feyre's arm for the bargain. Like... dude. I know you were playing a part but really? Also i wish nesta was a carynthian - the writer in me understands that her character development and journey needed for her to stand her ground instead of reaching the summit, and arc-wise it was a fufilling end, but the valkyrie lover in me is like... why couldn't nesta reach the top too? also cassian not saying ily to nes in her book?????😡🤬 do better cass.
Favorite songs at the moment are "So Hot that it Hurts" and "Conversations with the Dashboard" by Voilà (they are so underrated I need more people to listen to them), "Electric Touch," "You're On Your Own, Kid," "Castles Crumbling," "Willow," "Ivy," "Dress," and "New Year's Day" by Taylor, "Last of the Real Ones" by FOB, and "Da Selby" Parts 1 and 2 by Hozier. Feysand wise is probably New Years Day (I did title my amnesia fic with this song so I kinda have to pick it lol 😂 ) and Dress (but dress is also perfect for Emorie so👀). Voilà also has a perfect feysand song with "Figure You Out" - it just screams rhys to me in the beginning of acomaf saying "Really? Tamlin? You picked Tamlin? He gave you red paint and thought it would make you happy and you still think he’s the man for you?” Also "Hurt for Me," "Where's My Love," and "Better" by SYML destroyed me with the Feysand feels to the point that I immediately added them to my playlist! 😭
I think that’s it, what songs do you like though??? I’m always looking for new music 😅
Make sure you’re drinking enough water and getting sleep!!! 🥰 See you next time!!!!!! byeeeeeee!!! 👋🏼
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linawritesocs · 7 months
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Here is my writing for you <3
Aka reasons why I KNOW Lilia x Lina x Rollo is canon frfr
First of all, the vibes and the aesthetics are there. Trust
The :D x :( x :| dynamic is so fun. So so fun
Lilia is scooping you and Rollo up in his arms and giving you both forehead kisses <3
You and Rollo have things in common and I think you'd be able to help each other get through a lot of stuff!
Plus Lilia is there to always support you and he's very understanding!! No judgment from him at all, absolutely 0
Again, LILIA AND ROLLO WOULD FIND YOUR SMILE AND LITERALLY EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU STUNNING!!! GORGEOUS!!! They wouldn't want to change a single thing about you!
They'd take such good care of you, no cap. Seriously. They'd be absurdly good at it. And they're incredibly careful and ask if you're comfortable :)
Why did they fall for you? Not sure with them but in my head, they saw a failgirl meow meow (affectionate) and went "OMG I LOVE THEMMM" and "...Okay so I love them"
Also that one Halloween drawing you did is like. Stuck in my head permanently. The vampire x witch x priest one.
Ngl I think y'all should have a pet cat. Idk why but it seems right
So the fireworks during masquerade, right? Or whatever they were if they weren't fireworks, I'm not sure jsndkfs
I think Rollo would take you both to a place that's kinda far and the sounds aren't very audible, but the view of the town is great! And you get a clear view of the fireworks so that you don't have to miss how pretty they are!
I'm trying to think of date ideas but I'm kind of blanking rn? I know it'd be something more low-key... OHHH what if cat cafe??? (I feel like I keep mentioning cats but that's literally your and Rollo's energies, I can't just forget cats)
Whenever you're sick, Rollo would definitely take some time away from NBC, like a few hours, so he can see you and make sure you're doing all right! Maybe he brings you some food or medicines he heard is good for you!
I'm sure Lilia does a really good job too, plus he'd make sure you aren't lonely and in low spirits!
Random thought: If Silver is basically the son of Lilia and Lina, what's Rollo's role? I feel like he doesn't dislike Silver, that's all, but if you have thoughts... 👁️👁️
Cottagecore house cottagecore house cottagecore house
Once y'all graduate I can see you having a cottagecore house. Yes just like Seth and Rollo
That's all I have rn but PLEASE RAMBLE IN YOUR RESPONSE IF YOU WANT!!! I WANNA HEAR MORE ABOUT THEM <333
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HSDHDJSJSDJKSJS TARUUUUU THIS IS SO CUTE I'M GONNA CRYYYYYY
and you're right. rollo x lina are just cat x cat. both of them are so cat-coded.
THE IMAGE OF LILIA SCOOPING BOTH ME AND ROLLO UP IS SO FUNNY but it's okay i know he can do it
everything about the vampire x priest x witch au is perfect. lina and lilia already dating and lilia going "hey dude wanna form a polycule". rollo naming one of the bells john and making cole and sebastian worry for his mental health. rollo being So Scared that someone is gonna find out about his relationship with those two but when cole and sebastian do find out they just go "OMG SO YOU DO HAVE BITCHES SLAYYYYY- ahem, we mean. wow.. you're not maidenless.." lina secretly being a catgirl and hiding her cat ears under her witch hat and fully turning into a cat when she's comfortable around rollo. honestly priest!rollo is a very popular au concept especially with a vampire/witch/other "monster" s/o but like. come on. we all know this is the best one /lh
. I GUESS SILVER CAN ALSO BE ROLLO'S SON THOUGH THAT'D BE SO FUNNY IT'S LIKE ".. so. uh. y-you're dating my father." ".. yes" "and you're also dating my mother" "also yes" ".. uh. does that make you-" "i am literally one year older than you" "okay father number two" NO BUT THEY EVEN LOOK KINDA SIMILAR. KNIGHT OF DAWN WHO. i'm actually obsessed with the way how silver actually looks and acts like a mix of them. he can appear very suddenly, scaring others in the process, just like lilia, he's eepy like lina and also tends to blame himself a lot just like them and he looks a lot like rollo and is very serious and responsible, just like him. he is literally their son. i'm gonna sob
here are some of my fav lina x lilia x rollo concepts if you don't mind me sharing!
lilia is 700 years old and he's been through so much and it took a lot of time for him to change and become the gremlin that he is today. lina is MUCH younger than him, but she also had to go through a lot of horrors. lilia never says that their trauma isn't valid and never says stuff like "well at least you didn't have to fight in a war". he just hopes they can feel a bit lighter when he's around.
i've mentioned before that i imagine lina's unique magic hurting them a lot in exchange for them to do things as good (or better than) as others so yeah, maybe rollo would find lina suspicious at first but then imagine him finding out about what her magic is doing to her and he's like. "SEE. I AM RIGHT. WE HAVE TO SAVE YOU WE HAVE TO GET RID OF MAGIC WE HAVE TO-" and lina is standing there like "sir.. why do you want to save me.."
*sobs* rollo putting a flower in lina's hair while she's sitting lost in thought and comparing her to that flower *CRIES*
rollo being confused why lilia is 100% okay with a poly relationship and lilia is like "well. uh. well. you see. i have EXPERIENCE" mallenoa and her husband (possibly crowley)
ACTUALLY IT'S SO FUNNY bc if you think about it lina x lilia x rollo is like a reverse version of that relationship. it's not the "actual queen" and a "trash man" it's "the nbc student council president and the most talented student from that school" and "a wet cat i found on the street and said "i just think it's neat"".
*SOBBING* LINA HAS NOTICEABLE FANGS.. DO YOU KNOW WHO ALSO HAS THOSE.. which means linalilia can just bite rollo whenever they want.
lina and lilia dye each other's hair all the time and try to make rollo join them. they fail but it's okay
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unironicironic · 10 months
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Tears of the Kingdom ramble go brrrrr
Okay so goes without saying but this will have spoilers. If you'd prefer not see any spoilers then scram and go watch someone play the game (I personally recommend Quinbobin, dude's energy is fucking immaculate, he's not done with the game yet but he's in the last stretch)
But man I just wanna ramble about TotK, I'm still debating on replaying the game to really soak in more but it's been marinating in me thick skull for a bit and man do I have a bit I wanna say
Oh my god and then in that final tear/memory when Zelda takes it upon herself to swallow her secret stone despite the many warnings from Mineru that if she's to do that, there's no guarantee she'll be able to return to her former self. That takes alot of guts to do, throwing yourself away knowing fully well that you may never be the same after if there's even a sliver of hope that things can turn around and your people will be safe. The buildup was something else entirely, it starts of fairly calm, with it having bits and pieces of the BotW/TotK ost, a little of her lullaby sprinkled in, and then builds intensity as the scene goes on. Kinda like signifying that, again, she's doing this all for her kingdom and for Link. When she finally swallows the stone, it cuts to silence (save for the ambience), which kinda jars you and makes you see that hey, something's about to happen. As she begins to go through the draconification, it starts strong with her lullaby, progressing further and further into sounding more and more sinister, dark, going silent again as she tells Link to protect everyone and holy SHIT if that doesn't give you goosebumps I don't know what will. While I'm on this, I might be just reading into it too much but it almost sounds like her screaming (albeit kinda distorted) underneath her roaring as the dragon that second time she roars. Almost like that was the last bit of her in there, before she finally "lost herself" as Mineru warned her that she would
Tbh just about all of it was god tier imo. The visuals, the characters, all of it. Were there some things that could've been improved? Ofc, there's no real perfect game but fuck did this one come close
I could go on and on about just about anything you throw my way about TotK, but the real star of the show (to me anyway) is the soundtrack and all the little details in everything. I've always believed that the main three things that make or break something is the characters, the plot/story and the soundtrack. I've also always loved when there were these little details that gave whatever media it is a little more oomph. And DAMN did TotK have a banger of a soundtrack and was it packed with details
One of my favorite lil details with the soundtrack is when you're through with the Tarrey Town quest, you're able to make a house for Link, right? Cool cool, you get to do a bit of a Sims type beat, which that in itself had me giving mad props to Nintendo. And folks have been getting hella creative with their layouts, I saw this one person make their house look like the triforce if I'm not mistaken? It was cool as hell, there's a good bit of freedom. But the detail, if you listen real closely, the song that plays when you've got your house up and you're meandering around inside, it's the theme for when you're inside a building in Ocarina of Time. We already knew that there's gonna be lil nods to past games since in BotW there was a shitton already but they really bumped that up a few pegs in TotK
Another one of my favorites is in the cutscene where Rauru uses his power to keep Ganondorf on lock, as he's telling G-Money that eventually Link will come whoop his ass and to "remember his name," the main fucking Zelda theme starts playing which honestly just adds so much more fucking power to that cutscene and it had me tearing up hearing the main theme playing in the background. On that same note, in I think the last phase of the fight against Ganondorf before he swallows his stone, there's a huge throwback to BotW and you get those lil motifs of the blight battles
Yet another, at the end when you're going to catch Zelda after she turns back into her former self, the main theme for TotK is going. Cool, strong, fucking awesome right? As you get closer to Zelda, her lullaby starts playing and oh my godddd I was a mess, but then you throw in the main Zelda theme after as you're prompted to catch her and at that point you can see why the game is called "Tears of the Kingdom." Because it makes you cry, alot. At that point it's like you're coming full circle, before now you'd never failed to save Zelda, you'd always saved her before until now when you failed to catch her in the beginning. So with it starting with you not catching her and then ending with you catching her, it's like you're making up for that failure and I absolute adored that
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Kinda on the same note about the soundtrack, I think the other temples (minus the spirit temple) had the same sort of thing going but I definitely noticed divine beast/past champion themes going for the wind temple. It's not that obvious until towards the end when you've got most of the terminals, then you start to really hear motifs to the Vah Medoh theme and Revali's theme
SPEAKING OF I noticed Tulin taking on a very slight Revali-ish attitude, even the npc's had noticed and took note of it. And if you think back to Age of Calamity, in one of the cutscenes, Tulin tells Revali that he wants to be just like him once he's older, while yes I know AoC isn't technically canon it's a cute as hell thing I noticed and can't help but have a huge ahh smile on my face thinking of. Lil Tulin's growing up, and he's starting to take after his role model, fuckin adorable
There's a shitton more lil details and references but I'd be here all day if I were to attempt to mention them all
While there's def a good few positives for this game, there's also a couple negatives imo. It's mostly just personal issues but I'm sure a few folks might agree with me
So first up, why did they have to call them secret stones? It's so damn hard to take things seriously that way. It makes it sound almost like some children playing pretend. Literally anything else could've been good, much better than secret stones. Especially because the same ol phrase gets repeated over and over again when the new champions/sages learn about what happened all those years ago. It gets so repetitive man
Speaking of champions, it seems a bit like they completely forgot about the past champions and the calamity. Like nobody mentions it, save for a couple npcs for side quests, and there's no memorials from what I can tell aside from the occasional stone Zelda dedicated to the casualties, Mipha Court in Zora's Domain, and some other things but that's just about it. I get that eventually life goes on but something about them seemingly forgetting entirely about them just rubs me the wrong way. And the divine beasts, what happened to them? I've heard a couple theories that it was because they were afraid another calamity would take place and they'd get possessed all over again so they took them down, which makes sense but it'd have been so cool to see them just in the background somewhere with the scenery, withering and decaying to the sands of time. Of course they wouldn't have to be explorable, but it would've added so much more oomph imo
And don't even get me started on some of the dialogue. I mentioned the stones thing, but there was some other lines that just, eurgh. Prime example is from none other than Ganondorf himself. At the end when you go to give him a good beatdown, he goes on this sort of monologue. Which is all fine and dandy, he's a villain after all, that's what villains do. But then he goes and says shit like "weak, peace loving cowards" and that "the world should be shrouded with darkness and not bathed in insufferable light"?? That makes him sound like an angsty teen trying to sound cool and edgy, I physically recoiled a bit. Not your finest moment, G-man.
Last but def not least, they really missed out on bringing back malice. I dunno, I just feel like calling it gloom really takes away from the overarching darker tone of the game. Like having it be called malice again would really sell that TotK is a bit darker, malice sounds more life threatening and harmful. Meanwhile it being called gloom just sounds more like you're describing how the weather's gonna be that day. Plus I just think malice spawn sounds much cooler than gloom spawn by a long shot
Overall tho pretty solid game. I rate it an Uncannydorf out of ten
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I loove it when folks say things like "you don't need positivity for masculinity/liking youthful skinny twinks/liking buff guys/so on because the whole world is positivity for that" like in what world dudes??? you think the whole world is like wow you like fucking twinks oh my god that's so cool you're not going to burn in hell?
there's not some like limited amount of queer positivity that we simply must reserve solely for the most in need groups, even if somebody was more accepted than somebody else, but that's a bloody big if in this case. nobody's coming to take your support, nobody's saying you don't need it. this is much like when I said I would like more support for terminally ill people, because the "it absolutely will get better!" mantra is unhelpful, and people say it depresses them to think about things not getting better so they simply can't have people like us "ruining" positivity for them. my ramble about it got mostly chronically ill people, so some began brushing terminally ill people under the rug or saying that same bullshit with a new coat of paint, like "but remember even if you cannot be cured some things will get better, don't give up!" but I subsequently get treated like the one hijacking things and being pessimistic, on my own post that I didn't even put in any tags. it literally just advocated for variety, so then we all had something. people took it as their own opportunity to soapbox about how it absolutely does get better just not how you expected uwu, and I eventually got told maybe I should view dying as better, so I can understand even I will get better, as if that's not fucking horrible response to someone saying "would be nice if I could hear good things sometimes idk", like chin up buddy dying is actually what better looks like for a sad sack of shit like you, hope this helps :).
addiction to infighting and viewing everything on oppressors vs oppressed logic means you treat suffering of others as territory disputes and confrontation and threats. I mean, ffs y'all are after mrbeast atm because he *checks notes* paid for surgery for like thousands of blind people who wanted it, I even saw claims he's refusing to pay for people who wouldn't be filmed which btw are absolutely pulled directly out of that person's asshole, you think goddamn mrbeast sat down to film thousands of people??? bro.
and it really is so similar to when people say physical disability is worse, mental health is worse, chronic is worse, x, y, z. it's fuckt. similarly like when I talked about epilepsy and compared it to an intolerance or allergy, which I have, but people assumed I don't, misread what I was saying, went on the attack. it's so tiresome. I literally was saying both are equally serious, and inflicting what triggers that in somebody is wrong and dangerous, people took colloquialisms as literal translations so badda bing badda boom, ableism against myself apparently. which means I'm oppressor, capable of maximum power, thus deserving of maximum cruel. exactly the same logic t3rfs use to send suicide bait asks to me. oppression olympics, I'm sorry but that's what it is. stop it. you'd honestly be more useful to queer people or disabled people as a completely silent onlooker than as an asshole claiming that your oppressor is a gay man with different tastes, dying people, or an otherwise vulnerable disabled person, or the guy paying for the surgery (who btw did also say the gov should be doing so, like ik apparently the narrative is he doesn't do that but yeah he does).
warped outlooks like these are spreading like wildfire, and you'd honestly be surprised how much they're even infesting irl space, including these weird obsessions with finding any way a person transgressed or sinned, ways you're more deserving of support, absolutely ridiculous leaps in logic and twisting of facts, it's just harmful. to people. you can talk all you want about politics, that community, what's best for the ends, but people are the reason literally any of that even matters to begin with. the rights of gay people aren't abstract, they're not for their own sake, they're not philosophical mental exercise, they are to protect queer people.
aromantic people don't get that the world just isn't pro-romance regarding ace, gay, trans, or poly romance, asexuals don't re sex absolutely not being accepted whenever it deviates, if you're an aromantic or gay or trans person, if you're kinky, etc, and then it doubly is an issue that gay/trans allo/allo people start asking we somehow prove being aro/ace is on par with other forms of this general genre of discrimination, as if being equally suffering has historically determined if people should care about each other. preemptively: look at the flags in my icon, I'm fucking aro. dude. however, I'm also gay af. I fuck men. I am criticising the fact you devour exclusionary rhetoric despite saying "exclusionists dni".
some criticise my lack of paragraphs and image descriptions as something adhd/visually impaired people need, but 1) I'm both, describing is hard for me, and 2) schizo, thought disorder, ocd, various issues make it near impossible for me often, just like you reading that, so just leave my posts alone, go elsewhere. variety. thoughts don't come clearly to me, it's a disjointed mess, and so ridiculous that people expect me to just "do better" and write for whatever way they find easier to read- that'd take literally hours. nothing here is "an excuse", this isn't word games, there's not an ulterior motive, get out of that mindset bro. people are like "your excuses don't make it okay not to accomodate my adhd" - idgaf. symptoms of yours don't mean I can overcome my symptoms. I shouldn't have to keep saying this but variety solves all of these. nowhere did I say allergies get respect/gay people have it worse compared to ace people/terminal people should be thought of literally every time you make a post/etc - I said be nice. bet that doesn't reflect whatever wild interpretations will fill these notes. wouldn't surprise me if somebody is saying I said there's not any cringe or toxic aro people, or that I'm erasing how exclusionists harmed ace people by equating some lame opinions with sheer incomprehensible levels of attack online (I never equated shit in these points, comparable and identical are just not synonyms).
something I think people need to learn is that just because your bullies have been calling you short, doesn't mean they don't call somebody else a tree or ask them how the weather is up there. I understand asexuals are mocked for not being sexual, despite it being the case that I'm mocked for being that; I'm mocked that thoughts naturally come in a disjointed spew, and I simply can't comprehend well enough to edit anything, but I understand you struggle to read that; I need posts that don't talk about better as synonymous with deserving, you need posts that have literally a complete lack of any indication things won't get better for you, I understand how your mind can spiral when you see such things. segmenting our communities further for ultra specficity isn't an answer though, that's isolating - really humans need each other. basically, liking twinks is not accepted just because fat guys are generally viewed as gross by society, so is any gay sex, that's all. whether you like either, we still all like dudes, we shouldn't split.
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Hey berry, its rox (do u still remember me 😭)
I actually go by mars now, i'm opening a tumblr acc again 🤯🤯🤯 (bc of all the twitter bs goin on dawg)
Currently on my 25th month with narancia, life's great and also, i scrapped rox and replaced her with a new oc called marah a year ago !!
I promise you she has better writing, and marnara's got a much better dynamic than whatever nararox was 😭
MANN i could talk more about marah but like, its gonna be a long post dude HAHA
oh and Melora's still an active fankid oc of mine, i could ramble a LOT about her 👍
Of course I remember you!! But hey Mars! It's nice to hear from you!! Oh gosh yeah.. Twitter has been wild lately, but it's nice to see you'll be back on tumblr again!!
So precious! I'm glad that you and Narancia are still going strong! But ooh Marah!! I like that name! Ooh? I'm curious to hear about their dynamic if you'd like to share with me sometimes!!
Oh gosh, I'm ready for the essay!! /lh /pos
Melora was awesome! I'd love to hear if you've added anything else to her!
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alright, I think I read everything you've written in the dcwyb-verse (except for the 'meeting dad' fic which I'm saving to read when it's done)
please allow me to scream some more at you?
you're a story-telling mastermind. all the bits of background that you'd woven into the fic and all the complicated backstories, all the thoughts, all the feelings. like.. how? what is your secret how does your brain come up with so much good stuff that is making me super jealous? :D
I can go on and on about your fic. I've been living breathing sleeping your fic for days and I just wished I could open a door and walk into it and live in it. already thinking about rereading. I'm just crazy about it.
and now that we're past the screaming (sorry) a few things:
John: I LOVE your portrayal of him. he is very very close to canon John and the way Dean sees him is so well-done and so canon. I'm so looking forward to the reunion and how he will see and deal with Cas and all that - but no pressure *cough*
Sam: I loved it when he appeared. I loved it when he came over to talk to Dean. I loved every single time he showed up and everything he did for Dean while dealing with his own trauma. I love how I still can't tell for sure if he killed Alistair or not, how you did it was sooo good. because we know Sam can get very dangerous when Dean is hurt (mystery spot) but also he is a good guy but also he has hurt some rather innocent people for Dean. Dean and I are not sure if he's really done it or not :|
Dean's trauma: when I first started reading I was like... nah no way Dean gets this broken ever. but after like two three chapters I was like OF COURSE OF COURSE HE WOULD. 20 years of abuse and conditioning and a street smart guy like Dean will find a way to survive. of course he would. it is just so well done. the way he takes one step forward and two steps back and then the complete breakdown he has at the diner when he thinks Alistair's back, it was just fantastically written. I'm just in awe
Cas' backstory: the way you built it all together was just awesome. it came together really well. He is just so Cas, eager to do whatever he can but also approaching everything in his own way with occasional fuck-ups, so very very Cas, I love him <33 I was wondering if by any chance you might write a coda with "Cas receives the communication that he's been chosen to take an omega"? no pressure or anything just something I'd really love to read. I have many thoughts about it, I might as well like write them all down and make a meta post for your fic :))))
gosh I think I've rambled on enough. sorry this went on for so longggg! believe it or not I have much more to say but I think I should really stop before you block me :))))
thank you again for this fantastic work and I'm so glad someone rec'ed it on twitter and I opened and started reading without realising how many words it was at first. you're a gem!
sorry?? you're sorry?!?! you made my fucking day 😭 ur crazy to think this wouldn't be one of the absolute best messages I received 💗💗💗 I got more feedback than I could've ever dreamed of but everytime I get a long message like this that actually tells me what you liked in detail i am on cloud fuckin 10. this means so much to me I've been thinking about it all day and it instantly makes me want to sit down and write 💙💗💙💗💙💗
ok now I'm so glad you liked my portrayal of both Sam and John. Sam got a lot of hate so it's awesome to hear you felt empathetic towards him. and John! he's one of my fave characters bc of how complicated he is. I'm so glad I managed to pull off the ambiguity of Sam's involvement in alastairs death. I feel like it's key that it's ambiguous, though ofc I have my own opinion on what happened lol. dude one of the things I'm most happy about is that you felt that both cas and dean were true to their show selves despite the AU and dean being so broken down. I was dead set on writing Dean's experiences and recovery as realistic (minus the time frame maybe lmao it happens so fast) but I'm glad his 'weakness' didn't make him too ooc. writing this fic has been a delight and you're making me wanna reread it bc I forgot a lot already jfjdjd. and sure I'll keep it in mind, the cas pov of getting dean. a friend wanted to read that too so it's been sth I've been thinking about before. and i would totally lose my shit if you made a meta post 🥰 just saying.
thanks again this mssg made me so happy. I'm so fuckin glad you liked the story so much. thanks for taking the time to tell me about it 🫡🙈💞💕💖💗
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