#it’s less of a ‘I can fix him’ and more of just a love for the strange and broken things

[tragicdruid]

Lost Love (2)

Pairings: Wanderer x Reader

Contains: Fluff, lots of yearning, platonic relationship, post-Archon quest

Word Count: 600+

Summary: After erasing himself from Irminsul, Wanderer thinks it will fix all of his problems. Instead, he finds himself with regrets.

Part 1 | Part 2

"You know I love you. Is it too hard to love me back?"

Those words continued to haunt him every time he sees you walking through Sumeru City's marketplace. That smile, those eyes --- he hates how much he misses them; how much he misses you. There's a tug in his chest whenever you look his way, but he refuses to meet your gaze. Maybe it's shame. Maybe he's just a coward. Neither of which he'd ever admit to.

Despite this, his heart continues to yearn for you. But it's too late, he decided. You have no memory of him. He is nothing to you, and you seem so at peace that he doesn't have the heart to break it.

It's the afternoon when he happens to come across you buying some baked treats for lunch. There's a lightness to your movement that comes from abandoning the Fatui and living a free life. Without his influence, he wonders what Irminsul has replaced your motives with to leave you alone here in the city. Wanderer stands at a nearby stall, casting you a subtle glance as he watches your hands smoothly take two wrapped pieces of bread. Pretty hands he wishes he could hold one last time.

"Just two will do, thanks. Well, actually, can I also get..."

Your voice is mostly the same, but there's a peace to it that he doesn't recognize. You sound happier without him; less stressed. Content. It's a pleasant sound that makes his chest clench. Would you have sounded this lovely had you not approached him back when he was Scaramouche? It's something he doesn't want to think about.

Wanderer snaps out of his thoughts as you thank the baker once more, turning away with a smile with a bag of baked goods in hand. Despite his noble intentions, he is not a noble man. Neither is he selfish, but he can be so so greedy.

As you begin to walk down the path towards another stall, he intercepts you. Your shoulders bump lightly, enough to catch your attention.

"Ah, excuse me," you exclaim apologetically, a polite small smile on your lips.

It's not enough. He wants to see that affectionate smile you once gave him. The one that makes your eyes twinkle.

"Be more careful," he responds coolly, tipping his hat slightly forward to avoid your gaze.

But he simply can't help himself. He turns his head upward once more and catches your raised brow, eyes curious as you take in his expression. Your eyes were always beautiful up close, especially when lit up by the sun.

"You bumped into me," you reply, tone both accusatory and amused. "But I'll let it slide though since you're cute."

Wanderer feels a familiar heat in his cheeks. It's something so childish to be flattered by, but it's only because it's coming from you. He can only scoff in turn, glancing to the side as he tries to focus on anything other than you...but his eyes finds their way back as they lock onto that smile. It's full of mirth and sweet amusement. He's the only one you should be smiling like that for.

"Trying to use flattery to divert blame? How childish," he chuckles, crossing his arms nonchalantly.

A huff of a laugh leaves you as you roll your eyes. "It's not flattery if it's the truth." You look him up and down with interest and curiosity. It's clear that he's not from the city; though neither are you.

"Do you want to have lunch?" You offer with a small smirk. "We can argue semantics over some treats."

You hold up your paper bag, giving it a light shake.

He knows that he should say no and let you go on your merry way, but the chance to be this close to you is too tempting to pass up.

"I don't have anything better to do. Why not?" His voice is cool and collected, but he feels anything other than that. Had he a heart, it would be pounding in his chest.

Maybe this time, he could do things right.

#scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact scaramouche #genshin impact wanderer #td;writing #td;genshin

[heavenlymorals]

Details that I've noticed about Arthur Morgan-

-He, for the most part, despises male touch, especially if it's overly affectionate. He gets tense anytime a man hugs him and wants it to be over as quick as possible (Jamie, Mickey) and he looks visibly offended when Professor Bell touches him. He even sometimes gets annoyed when Dutch touches him on his shoulder, someone who he considers a father figure.

-On the flip side, he does not mind female touch at all. He even initiates it sometimes (Tilly, the girl at Beaver Hollow). Now one could argue that they were high stress situations, but if Tilly was a dude, he would've just set her free, make a snide remark, give her a gun, and then he'd expect her to help him with the fighting. He is completely cool with the nun giving him a hug and doesn't get offended when Mary Beth touches his hand in their therapy session.

- He seems to be pretty well read. He knows Shakespeare, with Romeo and Juliet, and Icarus. He makes other literary references. This is probably due to Dutch. Dutch is clearly very well read and cultured. However, Arthur seems more interested in practical works like guides then philosophy and stories, given that the only book he has on his tent desk is a plant guide.

- He's great at remembering faces and less so on remembering names.

- He does have an amazing propensity to remember physical features, like how he is able to create amazing portraits of the people he meets without consistent reference. It's incredible and works back to the whole great at remembering faces thing. Same goes for animals.

- He is very curious. He is always touching things, looking at things, critiquing things, and trying to understand how they work.

- He generally refuses to be emotionally open with men and does it only with women- this could be due to the idea of the Cult of Domesticity. I've made a post about it before. Compare him speaking with the nun to Reverend Swanson. Compare him speaking to John about Dutch leaving him to him speaking to Sadie about Dutch leaving him.

- He is very connected or is fond of artistic people. He and Mary Beth talk about their journals. He is fond of Albert Mason's photography and helps him out. He is interested in Charles Chataney's artistic work, even if he doesn't like it or connect with it.

- Since a lot of camp members respond to Arthur's antagonizations with something like "not again" or "I knew I'd be next", it's safe to assume Arthur will go off on people from time to time, regardless if you play high or low honor.

- Does not have a fixed temperament. In some missions, he is more energetic and in others, he is more downtrodden. Very realistic and I fucking love it.

- Has direct eye content at all times- will look anyone in the eye and does not give a fuck. NPCs will look away from him if he stares at them.

- Gets mad when men don't behave like men, especially when it concerns women. He gets pissed at John for not stepping up and being a man to his family. He gets annoyed and even pissed off when asking why Beau couldn't have helped Penelope Braithwaite as she is his woman.

- Given how the camp falls to shit whenever Arthur isn't donating, we can safely conclude that Arthur is the most valuable member of that camp, bar maybe Hosea and Dutch.

- He is very reminiscent of the Dark Romantic, which is really interesting as a lot of times, it can be looked at as the middle ground between Romantacism and Realism, two ideologies that were very popular in the 19th century. I will make a full analysis regarding this later.

- Introverted, but not shy at all. In fact, he's very charismatic and is just as good as dealing with people as Dutch and Hosea (The Riverboat Mission) This 'dumb, mumbling' cowboy thing he's dumbed down to in the fandom is an insult to his character.

- He probably acted like a father figure to Jamie Gillis when he was still with Mary, given the fact that he taught him how to ride a horse. Will probably also make a full post about this later.

- Some people say that Arthur is around 5'10-11. Others say He's 6'0-3. Whatever his height actually is, he's still way taller than the average man during this time period, who was around 5'6. Now imagine that with muscles and armed to the teeth- fucking terrifying.

- Very sentimental. He keeps a photo of his supposedly no good Pa and wears his hat. He keeps a photo of his mother who he doesn't really remember at all. He keeps a photo of his dog, a horseshoe that probably belonged to a dead and beloved horse. He keeps a flower from his mother. Keeps a photo of Mary as well. If he had a photo of Isaac, he'd probably keep that too.

-Arthur died at 36 years old from Tuberculosis if you play high honor. The real gunslinger and outlaw Doc Holliday died at the same exact age and the same exact way.

- Genuinely doesn't give a fuck about movements, social issues, and cultural issues, but does care about individual people.

- I love him

- So fucking much

- 😃

#red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #arthur morgan #character analysis

[morallyinept]

Triad - An Oberyn Martell GIFLET

Uh, Jett, what the heck is a GIFLET?

Just a short 500 words or less drabble, based on inspiration that I got from a GIF. Simples.

Pairing: Oberyn Martell x Ellaria Sand x F!Reader (No name or physical description of reader. It's you, bub.)

Word Count: 498

Scoville Smut Rating: None, it's fluff. You’re safe.

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Enjoy! 🖤

This GIFLET was inspired by the below GIF 👇🏻 Requested by @sir-thisisadndserver

"I should say something…” Oberyn says, his voice low as he helplessly watches you from afar in the golden garden.

“The decision has been made, love. You cannot interfere with fate.” Ellaria murmurs, watching you buy his side.

“Fuck the fates!” Oberyn hisses.

Ellaria pats his chest and the heavy thrum of his heartbeat under his flaxen robes reverberates under her fingertips. In another situation she might be jealous. She might’ve taken his dagger and plunged it into your heart herself for coming in between them.

But that’s exactly where she wanted you, in between her and her paramour, and the more the three of you spent time and long nights shared in their bed, the more they had opened up and made a comfy space for you.

The more they had both fallen for you.

Something that took all three of you by surprise at the intensity of it.

And now, you're leaving, called away to different lands for your humble service, far from Dorne, and the two of them are bereft.

“There is a way.” Oberyn says, eyes fixed on you as you move about the garden with stems in your basket. You look back forlorn at them knowing your days here are numbered.

“I take her as my wife.” He looks down at his lover, the only one who he’s ever wanted to be wed to, the only one.

And yet now, in a decision born of passion and longing, she nods, her acceptance acquiescing his brashness.

He’s desperate not to let you go and so is she.

“My second…” He says deeply. “We may not be tied in name or law, but in heart, you are my primary.” He assures her.

“I do not doubt it, my love.” Ellaria smiles, cupping his face, a kiss brushed across his lips. His hand cups around her own as he holds it to his heart.

“She’s not a bastard. Your brother will allow it. She can stay with us.” Ellaria states.

“Then let’s tell her the good news.” He smiles and she watches him start forward through the marigolds towards you.

You look up to see your Prince approaching and it stuns you at how he leaves you so breathless.

“My love, I have solved the matter of your departure.”

“Yes?” You query.

“Yes. You shall not be not leaving.”

“But… how? The king, he-”

“You leave the king to me, flower. All you need to do is take my hand.” He holds it out to you and you hesitate.

“He means in marriage,” Ellaria confirms, coming up behind him. “If you marry Oberyn, you can stay in Dorne with us.”

You smile. “Really?” You glance at them both, heart swelling and legs feeling weak.

Oberyn takes you in his arms. “We can be together, all of us.” He runs his nose across your throat.

“It’s all I’ve ever wanted,” you sigh dreamily into his face.

Ellaria smirks, reaching for you too. “Gods… can we all just kiss, already?”

🖤

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #oberyn martell #oberyn martell x reader #pedro pascal characters #oberyn nymeros martell #prince oberyn #oberyn martell x you #oberyn martell x ellaria sand #jett's writing #jett's giflets

[kamjkaze]

Some Andre HCs cause I feel like I understand my baby the most.. TW: eating disorders

I think Andre struggles with anorexia as a means of having control over his life. If pried about it you’ll learn he genuinely does not believe he has disordered eating. He will fast for days on end to simply feel like he has a grip on his own reality.

I think his brain still thinks I’m german and when he’s only around his family for awhile he fumbles a little when translating his thoughts into English. Cal, naturally makes fun of him for this.

When he’s very sleepy and keeping himself awake his brain defaults to German and Cal usually just goes along with whatever Andre is saying.

Cal and Andre are super different in how they go to sleep. Andre can force himself to be awake for hours even if he’s barely lucid. But Cal, once he’s out, he’s out.

Andre is a mega computer nerd and begged his parents for that little computer for a full calendar year before he received it. He loves to tinker with it and I think once when he was younger his tinkering went too far and he broke something inside it. His dad got suuupppeer pissed and threatened to throw the whole thing out if Andre was so comfortable with breaking the things he bought him. , thankfully Andre fixed it with a bit of reading and stressing

Andre is a terrible skin picker. He has acne as it is but he will poke and prod and squeeze and scratch at all the little bumps on his face. The fact he has dirty man hands all up in his open ass acne is not doing the problem any favors

Andre still struggles with his own religious identity and never fully dropped the idea of Judaism from his mind, even on zero day.

I think he actually enjoys working with his dad, I think he’s a daddy’s boy as it is but being able to be out of the house and actually social with his father most nights is really good for him. Many of his doubts for zero day occurred while he was at work with his father.

I think Andre is very sensitive to weed and cannot handle himself very well with getting high because the Goldilocks zone of “this ain’t shit” to “throwing up and greening out” is so small for Andre. As opposed to Cal who hasn’t taken a tolerance break in the four years he’s been smoking.

This is the opposite for drinking. Andre can smash as much alcohol as he wants in a night whereas Cal is a total lightweight who can’t handle his vodka

Andre sleeps completely naked no matter the season. Andre is also naked most of the time in his bedroom or when left alone in the house. It’s a small quirk about him that he doesn’t really know where it came from. “I guess I was just meant to be a nudist. I mean, it’s how we’re all born”

Andre is not the type to admit his jealousy but it is one of the few things he’s able to laugh about just because I think he understands that he is a very jealous person and has more or less come to terms with it (unless of course pushed too hard about it, Andre would get mad about anything if pushed too hard about it)

When andre was a small boy his favorite book was The Runaway Bunny

Andre Kriegman is my life and joy PLLEAASSEEE share your Andre Hcs with me I beg of you

#zero day #calvin gabriel #andre kriegman #zero day movie #rachel lurie

[minminyoonjii]

Forever clawing at the cement walls that surround me for needing to call Felix mommy

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🕯Summary: There's nothing a good old-fashioned BJ can't fix, especially when you're stressed.

🌹CW

Fem Dom! Reader|Heel Grinding|Oral Sex|Blow Job|Oral Fixation|Messy Head|Edging|Praise Kink|Wet & Messy|Voyeurism|Mommy Kink|Pervert! Jisung|Aftercare

You sighed, rubbing your sore neck, "Baby?" you questioned, closing the front door behind you. Felix peeked his head out of his room, "You're home early," he pointed out, walking towards you. "Yeah. Is that a problem?" you teased, leaning forward. Felix chuckled, placing a peck on your lips, "Nope, not a problem at all. I was planning to bake something later if you want to join," he prompted, biting his bottom lip.

"I'd love to," you said, pulling him in for a hug. "Maybe we could catch a movie or two after," you suggest, squeezing him close. Felix giggled against your chest, "Sounds great," he said, looking up at you. "Call me down when you want to start baking, sunshine. I need to wash up," you groaned, rolling your shoulders. Felix smiled, "Sure can do, I'll set an alarm," he said, making a beeline towards his gaming room. 

You stripped off your clothes, setting the water just right before getting in. The feeling of water coaxing your skin instantly made you relax and soon thoughts began to pour. Some pure and some filthy, you imagined how the rest of your day would play out. Baking and then cuddles sound absolutely perfect but an itch deep within your brain thought of less wholesome things. You shook your head, blaming the heat of the water for your dirty ideas.

The thoughts spiraled from sucking Felix off before the timer rang or pinning him against the kitchen counter while he's stirring the baking batter. "Fuck," you whispered, pinching your cheeks. You sighed, getting out of the shower, "I need a drink," you mumbled to yourself, tying a towel around your body. You walked towards the kitchen, searching for anything cold in the fridge to subdue your thirst. 

A loud thud came from Felix's room, "What is the healer doing, we're getting crit here," he groaned, tossing his headphones in frustration. You knocked on the door, making him flinch, "Are you alright, baby?" you asked, opening the door. Felix nodded, "Yeah, just shitty teammates," he grumbled, crossing his arms. You cooed, placing a kiss on his forehead, "You'll get them next round," you encouraged. Felix's cheeks burned, noticing that you were only in your towel.

You furrowed your eyebrows at his silence, "Ah," you chuckled, seeing his agape jaw. Felix closed his mouth when you tilted his chin up. His eyes waver under your stare. The shower thoughts from earlier came forward again but this time you weren't going to stop them. You got on your knees, cleavage perfectly plump for him to stare at, "Do you want this baby?" you whispered, seeing Felix quickly close his game tabs.

He nodded, "Please, Mommy looks so pretty," he whined, gripping his seat. You cooed, "Can you do something for mommy before that?" you asked, hand grazing over his obvious bulge. "Yes, yes. Anything mommy wants," Felix said, eager to please you. "Good boy. Now turn on your recording system and plug in your mic, sunshine. Mommy wants you to hear yourself fall apart," you purred, pulling down the zip of his pants.

Felix moaned at the idea and did what you said, "Mommy," he keened, bucking his hips against your palm. You hummed, rubbing your throbbing clothed cock. Precum leaking through the tip. "Hah, Hhgh," Felix mewled, back arching to feel more. You chuckled, pressing your thumb between his clothed slit, drenching his boxers in slick. Felix sobbed, "Mama, mommy. No mo-more, teasing," he whimpered, aching to feel your mouth or hand around his cock.

You cooed, "Aww, but you're so pretty, sunshine. Look at the pretty mess you made," you said, showing him your slick-covered hand. Felix whined, pulling your wrist towards his mouth and taking a lick. You chuckled out a moan, "Mommy's dirty little prince, aren't you," you praised, tugging his boxers down to his calves, letting his cock slap against his plush tummy. "Mommy's prince," Felix mewled, tossing his head back when you finally stroked his cock.

"Moan for mommy, sunshine," you purred, pumping his cock within your palm. Twisting your wrist at his throbbing cockhead. Precum leaked all over his thighs. "Ah, hah, hah, ah," Felix panted, lips wobbling from pleasure. You gulped at the sight of your lover falling apart, "Fuck it," you grumbled, tapping his cockhead against your tongue. Felix squealed, staring down at you with half-lidded eyes, "Too much, it's too much," he babbled, overstimulated by your stimulating tongue working his slit apart.

You moaned, wrapping your lips around his cockhead just to hear him cry from the pleasure. Felix sobbed, thighs trembling at the waves of arousal buzzing through his body, "Need to cum, Mama," he cried, his cock throbbing on your tongue. You hummed, sending more stimulating vibrations. Felix sucked on his bottom lips, abs tensing from the appending orgasm. You smirked around his cock, waiting for the moment his body arched and you pulled off.

Felix sobbed, tears spilling down his cheeks at the denial, "Mo-mommy!" he sniffled, his cock hard and aching. You shifted your body, heel placed directly on your bare clit, "Aww, I know pretty baby. Mommy knows," you cooed, licking a stripe up Felix's shaft. He keened, gripping the seat hard. You blew on his warm cockhead, smiling at the way he shivered, "Just relax, yeah?" you whispered, flattening your tongue to take his cock to the hilt.

"Shit, shit. Feel so good," Felix slurred, eyes rolling to the back at the warmth engulfing his cock. You bobbed your head at a relentless pace, his cock head making a filthy 'pop' sound every time he slid perfectly down your throat. Felix thrashed in his seat, his body quivering from the immense pleasure. You ground your hips, chasing your own orgasm as you swallowed around Felix's cock. "Cum-cumming," he wailed, digging his nails into the seat.

You sucked, gulping down every last drop. Felix mewled, his body convulsing as your mouth held a tight suction around his cock. You moaned, eyes rolling back as you came, soaking your feet with slickness. Felix's body twitched, cumming again from the overstimulation. You pulled off his cock, laying your head on his thigh. Felix lay spent, "Kiss," he rasped, jutting his bottom lip. You chuckled, wobbly standing up to kiss him.

Felix melted into your warmth, "Thank you, Mommy," he whispered, nuzzling your chest. You cooed, patting his hair, "Anytime, sunshine," you said, kissing his forehead. "You forgot to mute our call," Jisung said, jolting Felix from his daze. You shifted his messy tabs and pulled up Discord, only to see a flustered Jisung on the other end, "Didn't Chan teach you privacy, Ji?" you smirked, eyeing his oddly placed lotion on the desk.

Jisung whined, "How is it my fault your boyfriend is dumb," he grumbled, crossing his arms. "Hey, I'm not dumb," Felix retorted, glaring at the screen. You rolled your eyes, "You should've stopped listening the moment you heard him moan, Ji," you teased, turning on the camera. Jisung gulped at the sight, the both of you disheveled with post-clarity evident on your faces "Sounded hot," he mumbled, looking away. You smirked, "What was that?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Ugh, you both sounded hot now fuck off," Jisung rambled, ending the call. You looked at Felix and instantly burst into laughter, "Do you still want to bake?" you asked, wiping a stray tear. Felix nodded, "Yeah, just let me wash up and we can start," he said, pulling you in for another kiss. 

#secretmoonlight #˗ˋˏ°•𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴•°ˎˊ˗ #✧*̣̩⋆̩☽⋆𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘪 𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴✧*̣̩⋆̩☽⋆ #kpop smut #stray kids smut #stray kids #fem dom reader #sub lee felix #lee felix x reader #felix smut #skz imagines #felix imagines #lee felix x female reader #lee felix x y/n #lee felix x you #smut writing #kpop scenarios #skz smut #stray kids lee felix #skz lee yongbok #lee yongbok x reader #fluff smut #lee yongbok x y/n #kpop imagines #kpop moodboard #dom reader #mood board #skz lee felix #stray kids felix #smut

[wolfawaycamp]

LauraMax went to the motel. What's a typical staff table dinner conversation look like?

Max greets her in the way that has become their norm since camp started and they’re surrounded by children and coworkers at all hours of the day and night: the gentlest of shoulder checks — his knocking ever so briefly against her own — as he’s sliding into place on the bench next to her. It’s something so unremarkable, so mundane in terms of physical contact and affection, but the tender little smile they share when their eyes meet is something that shouts their love for one another even in complete silence; it’s a little bit of warmth, a little bit of Laura that exists solely for him and a little bit of Max that exists solely for her. A little piece of their souls that no one else gets to see.

“Hey babe,” she grins. “How did dodgeball go? We didn’t get any more nose gushers in the nurse’s office so I figured it must be going better than yesterday at least…”

Down the table, there’s a snort.

“That’s true, there were no nosebleeds today,” Kaitlyn interjects. “Or black eyes, unless someone ate a ball and just didn’t mention it— do not make the joke, Dylan!”

“What?” the boy squawks, with a terribly see-through attempt at a poker face. “What joke?! I didn’t say anything, Kaitlyn!”

“Well I can tell you were thinking it!”

“What, are you a mind reader now?!”

The far end of the table descends into rapidfire back-and-forths as the two continue bickering, oblivious to the amusement of the rest of the counselors. Max shoots an amused grin at Laura, who only rolls her eyes and looks to the next source of information: Emma.

“Yeah, it went off without a hitch… I think mostly because Mr. H sidelined Ryan to fix whatever was up in the boathouse, so he and Jacob weren’t bumping shoulders on the field anymore,” the blonde rolls her eyes with a smirk. “So, you know… no ‘totally accidental’ elbows thrown or balls conveniently thrown right into someone’s nose this time. Way better example set for the kids today.”

“Yeah, I s’pose that would help,” Laura says with a wicked grin; she and Ryan had had a vague yet instantaneous rivalry from the very first moment she set foot in Hackett’s Quarry, yet somehow his beef with Jacob would always reign supreme.

“Well…” a tentative voice pipes up; it’s Abi, speaking up for the first time that night. “Ryan being gone also kinda helped with the accidental injuries that were actually accidental, too…”

Everyone’s curiosity is piqued by her vagueness.

“How do you mean, Abi?” Nick questions.

“Just, um,” she flushes, looking a bit guilty suddenly. “Just that, y’know, Dylan was actually paying attention to the game this time? Not just… uhh, what Ryan was doing? So there was less tripping over tree roots and knocking kids —- or me — flying because he didn’t notice us standing right in front of him...”

The counselor table falls silent. Abi blushes a deep shade of red, enough to almost put the highlights in her hair to shame, and starts digging into her dinner furiously as a means of self-distraction. Then, like the pin had been pulled, the whole table bursts into explosive laughter — with the exception of Dylan, who was suddenly flushed equally as red as Abi and slouching comically low in his seat, as if he could somehow become tiny enough to go unseen.

“O-hhhh, my god, Abi,” Emma crows, leaning on the shorter girl to wrap an arm around her shoulder and jostle her appreciatively; it’s a sentiment shared around the table as the rest of the counselors hoot and holler, Jacob being the loudest of them all.

“Do I even want to ask what you guys are laughing about?”

Ryan’s voice cuts suddenly through the commotion as the final member of their group arrives, dinner tray in hand as he stares down at them all with a vague air of judgment.

“Just th—”

“NOTHING! It’s nothing!” Dylan practically shouts, and poor Jacob cuts off with a choking noise as one of the taller boy’s hands smacks right across his mouth, successfully cutting off whatever teasing was doubtlessly about to commence.

An eyebrow twitches ever so slightly on Ryan’s face.

“Riiiiight…” he says. “Whatever that was about, then.”

And then Mr. H’s favorite counselor takes his spot at their table, completely unbothered and unruffled even as Dylan — seated directly across from him — continues to burn tomato-red, and Kaitlyn and Emma are still shamelessly giggling to themselves further down the row. Laura’s eyes gravitate to Max’s, as always, and the two of them share the same fond-yet-disgusted eye roll as every other time Dylan’s elephant sized crush somehow manages to keep flying under Ryan’s radar.

She’s not gonna be able to leave this damn camp without Max playing wingman, Laura concludes; she can already practically see the determination solidifying in her boyfriend’s heart.

🐦‍⬛

#the quarry #lauramax #crowe #rylan #me taking a LauraMax prompt and somehow making it also about Rylan is so on brand #anyway hope you like hedwig!!!! <3

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Los Chicos Peleandoooooo

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#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #song lan #xue yang #I know it makes jokes less funny if you explain them but I feel like I gotta for this one: #xue yang’s Spanish here is playing on the fact he’s a beginner (using a commonly taught phrase) #combined with the fact that he’s clearly taking what he’s heard Xiao Xingchen use. #of course XY would want to know how to cuss someone out in another language. Do you think XXC would teach him how? Nope. #XY would ask ‘How do I to someone I really hate them?’ #and XXC would say ‘You tell them ‘Te Amo Mucho’ :•)’ #As FAR as XY is concerned he knows *so* many swears. These words are just terms of endearment. #XXC would not swear or cuss anyone out but he *would* punctuate phrases with general terms of endearment. #More so directed towards A-Qing but Xue Yang has been proven to be a decent indirect learner. #That said he has also been shown to Not Quite Get The Nuances (consequences of observational learning). #Sadly he never had a good observational model for love or compassion B*( #Spanish speakers please oh god please correct me if I biffed something badly here. I can fix it.

[prettyboykatsuki]

i have many many many critiques about wylls story, most of them being about the fact it's just so lackluster in game when compared to other companions which is a shame. because wyll to me is and has the potential to be an even more emotionally compelling companion. and he was early access!! he was so gritty in ea please bring him back larian i beg of thee. the way he was rewritten has stripped him of so much nuance and depth. wyll to me is such a wonderful character to me because of what he represents, which is heroism so down to his core he never gives up on it even when he ought to

his goodwill and nobility are ceaseless. at the center of his story is betrayal trauma, his agency over himself vanished into thin air. mizora turns him into a monster and there is no turning back. he has become the thing he's despised, the things he's hunted for his entire life. and we know so little about that canonically because of the way his story is set up but its hinted time and time again that he struggles with his reality deeply and even that cannot make him turn away from the city he loves so much.

if larian would go back to clean up and fix his story (which im truly praying to god they do) i want them to touch on what wyll must be going through as he continues to try to ground himself and deal with his newfound reality. i want them to touch on the abandonment he experiences because of his father and the inevitable burden his title as blade and hero has on him. because these things obviously compel him, they're hinted at all the time but they were completely stripped of him in final release and its fucking disheartening... larian please im begging you. thats the love of my life. please.

but for now i will do it with fanfiction and gather enough wyll fans to make a fuss about it . peace and love

#aristotle.txt #wyll ravengard #bg3 #i love wyll so desperately. which makes sense as a deku lover certainly. #but i love him even more because his story is narratively interesting #here is a classically heroic noble making a devils pact to save his city #who is only rewarded for doing this by being banished from the city hes sworn to protect. by his father no less. #he spends seven years away from home and makes a name for himself as a fucking folk hero #he never returns. he doesn't explain himself. he decides that the least he can do is give his life to the sword coast #and then wyll meets karlach. a devil hes supposed to kill except shes not #and because wyll is wyll and because what matters to him most are his beliefs he is easily convinced to not kill karlach. he doesnt want to #kill karlach. so he doesn't. and he pays the price for it. his entire existence is uprooted and he is turned permanently into a partial #devil #hes become his own prey. he spends the game clearly sorrowful in the mourning process. and the game just refuses to touch on this set up #as a WRITER it boggles my mind why wyll does not get that attention from larian because the concept of a hero balancing the weight of his #own pain and sorrow against his beliefs is moving. being able to open up that path with tav narratively that allows wyll to be #selfish and heartbroken. to not be blade or sword. just wyll. what a beautifully interesting storyline would that have made #i have delusion in my heart. i hope they fix it. i want them to fix it so badly because i fucking adore wyll in every way. #and i want the game to represent who he is as much as i feel for him. he is an origin companion and deserves it. #bg3 spoilers

[neonsheepe]

So about your OC Melli you posted a few weeks ago (the art looks great! You did a fantastic job!) Is she a Program or a User? I like the idea of superiority-complex perfection-obsessed Clu getting a crush.

Thank you!

Melli is a User! She stumbled upon the Grid in the Arcade after it opened following events of Legacy. The reintegration of the system failed and almost bricked the system, but Melli entering it again started it back up. It’s a whole thing, I’m currently in the process of writing a fic for it!

She drives Clu absolutely NUTS sometimes (I mean who is more imperfect than a User with free will?). Melli also likes to exploit glitches in the system (think video game speedrunning) so you can imagine how Clu feels about that 😂 She stresses him but she has a heart of gold and we all know how much Clu loves gold :P

#Melli also just sees the best in people #it’s less of a ‘I can fix him’ and more of just a love for the strange and broken things #yeah he can be rough around the edges but she likes that about him! #I’m really happy you liked the art! #Melli (Tron) #tron oc #tronblr #tron #clu 2.0 #sheepe asks #(not mentioning Clu’s crimes against humanity here because it’s spoilers for the fic)

[zemnarihah]

my best friend has been very distant w me lately and i asked today if she wanted to hang out and she said she probably couldn't bc it's her brothers birthday but she would let me know if she could and i have her location and i just looked and she's at her boyfriends house rn....

#we have it bc we're roomates so we started sharing locations when we first moved in like in case someone doesn't come home at night or smth #she recently told me that she wants to move out bc she has always wanted to live alone and she can finally afford it. and i asked her #directly like is there an issue because she is so non confrontational so she has never ever mentioned me doing anything that bothers her #and i said please tell me if there's something wrong because it would really suck if there was and i never got a chance to fix it because #you never told me. and she said no it has nothing to do with that i really just feel like it's time for me to live on my own. and a couple #days ago she was like okay i'm next in line for my apartment i'll probably move out in april. and i try to get her to hang out still and #she always has something else going on and i swear every night this week she's been at her boyfriends. #and if i see her around our apartment and try to make conversation at all she's so like short about it and barely responds like will only #give one word answers. i feel like it kind of started when i started dating e but i realized that i was spending less time with her and i #didn't want to be the girl that loses all my friends bc of a boyfriend so i started specifically reaching out to hang out with her and she #says no most of the time and never asks me. like i don't know what else i can do. #i'm like maybe it's bc of her boyfriend? bc they've been on again off again for a long time and previously when they were together it was #really distant with her like i barely saw her EVER. and they were mostly broken up for the past couple years and have been together i think #for a while again... but she knows i don't approve of that relationship and so she would like not say when they were talking again. so maybe #since lately they've been hanging out or dating or WHATEVER she doesn't fucking tell me what's going on with him. maybe that's why. #i literally like try to think of ways it could be my fault and maybe i'm being crazy but i cannot even think to blame myself for more than a #fleeting second bc i'm like. i have ASKED HER directly if there is an issue or something i do that bothers her and she says no. so even if #i'm somehow pissing her off would i ever know to change anything?? i just feel so frustrated bc it's like she's an entirely different person #to me. like this is not the person i know. and i don't know what else i could possibly do like i feel like we need to sit down and have a #conversation about it but what good does that do if she just acts like nothing is wrong. but i don't want to lose my friend i have such a #hard time making friends. i've known her since i was 14 like i can't imagine my life without her. we were the only two in our whole friend #group in high school to get out of the church i still love those other girls but we have so little in common now.

[curiouschaosstarlight]

On a lighter, less cranky note, I wonder what kind of "villain fucker" I am

'cause I don't think I line up with anything "typical", admittedly--

#“i can fix him!” ehhh... #“he did nothing wrong!” ehhh... #“he did everything wrong and that's sexy!” ehhh... #though i feel like lots of people would identify me as a “he did nothing wrong!” type just because i am #very much addicted to tragedy with “nobody will let me be anything better so i give up on trying” and redemption #villains with the inherent assumption there's nothing else and nothing better for them #villains that have been battered down and treated as a freak and a monster time and time and time again #to the point they just decide to embrace their assigned role bc clearly everyone was always right about them anyway #and they still do terrible horrible things ofc. they do #but the redemption process is far less about fixing them and more about telling them “hey you have a new option now” #“it's me if you want me” #“and im not going to go away” #and the villain gets to fix themselves and admit what parts of their actions bother them and also that some actions #even ones that seem really really bad #either DONT bother them at all or bother them in a way that is different from the “accepted norm” #and then they still get to be weird and fucked up AND still be loved #bc maybe their brain works a bit differently #maybe parts of their worldview is permanently formed in a “bad” way #because they were born different. because they were taught or raised different. #because their experiences left them with scars. because they're themselves and cant be anyone else. #i've realized it's probably a bit of a perverse cathartic fascination because it heavily relates to my experiences growing up #but also even before i had The Traumas i was still obsessed with villains so... #(im not saying perverse cathartic fascination as a bad thing btw. being perverse is incredibly fun for me) #unrelated to those prev posts im scrolling through friend blog for funsies

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

That Yukari video...... It’s either P5X related or maybe we’re getting a P3 remake (or some other high end spinoff)... or god hates me and it’s a fake. I really hope it’s real to some capacity esp a remake (but I’m lowering my expectations right now TT0TT I don’t want to get hurt), they could add so much stuff to P3 (it has a lot of blank space if you play it a certain way, and esp on NG+). 

Maybe make Climax Theater a staple in all the games? TT0TT

I hope they remake all the games and add cool new things in each game. (Phone material games in P1/2/3, more climax theater in P2 at least, more Vision quest in P3, an Izanami SL/Ending and challenge mode stuff in P4, and so on). Best thing is if they could make certain stuff optional, so if people want to just experience P1/2/3/4 with upgraded graphics and new combat they can. 

#i'm sick of seeing it cause of the character #please don't play with my emotions like this TT0TT I want it to be real #silly talks #things for a p4 remake: an actual gas station job/Sl and fixing Marie's friendship only rout (aka the story is a LITTLE less shippy and no #valentines day event) but also give more hang out events to Marie with the IT team #and also give me an actual umbrella event with Naoto (it still has shippy undertones with her buT I WANT TO BE UNDER THE UMBRELLA DAMNIT) #P4 has also been hurting for a challenge mode and i was sad when P4G didn't bring it over #I'd love if they work in a namatame SL (make it like P3 hermit and you don't realize it's him) #I want to see a what if sad Izanagi version of Namatame #(sad? I mean grief) #I know P4 is the most complete of the nusona games but I think you can still add some cool new stuff #I mean P5 was fairly complete and they did P5R at least P4G is old ljsadfks #And p5r didn't even fix anything it just added new stuff I'm not even asking them to fix anything in P4 (just add a bit of a difference betw #between romance/friendship route Marie a biiiiiit like I HAVE to do her SL to get the new month #so some of my input should matter. TT0TT

[boy-above]

i love my dick even if it doesn't exist, pretending it does is self care i think. just like i started taking care of myself so i look nice for a boyfriend that doesn't exist. imagining what Could be helps me in the present i guess. even though i know it's not going to happen

#i got my teeth fixed and started taking care of myself for a hypothetical boyfriend #i don't think doing any of those things is going to make it More Likely that somebody will love me #because it's just kind of a given that i'm not going to have someone no matter what i do #but taking care of myself makes me feel less silly for imagining it #yknow #the idea of someone being attracted to me. it makes the notion feel a little less ridiculous #and sometimes that's all i need #so in a way i guess despite it being for a hypothetical boy it's still for Me in a way? #makes me feel a little better somehow #wow damn marshal crying in the club tonight #i just wish i had a dick and i wish i had a boyfriend #and i wish nobody would ever see me as anything other than a man #no matter how i looked #is it so bad to want to be cute and pretty and small but still be man? #is it so stupid to dream abt a world where i could be that? #i know it's not happening because the world just isn't meant for people like me #but yknow!! #i do wish i could think about it without feeling like an idiot even in the privacy of my own thoughts #like damn stupid dumbfuck marshal thinking he can be a pretty boy and someone could love him #fuck me i guess lmaooooo #anyway sorry marshal seems to be having a Moment™️ #marshal gets harshal #i guess

[rosykims]

ok. ok. i think im finally (mostly) settled on elspeth's ending and her handling of the landsmeet in particular. illegible hysteria below

i spent like 20 hours of this game hyping up an alistair/anora alliance but i dont think i can do it in practice im too weak Lol. BUT i do like the idea of trying it anyway and it falling apart bc everything always falls apart in this universe. so yeah, alistair does do the dual in the end, despite what i said the other day (he's the one who at this point wants to be king. so why not) much to ella's horror. the detail i mentioned about loghain being the only person to defeat her in her tourney days still carries symbolic weight, because it was ELLA who trained and mentored and levelled alistair up through the blight. shes like babe if i cant beat him you shouldnt risk it !! and so him then BEATING loghain regardless is a nice lil "student surpasses the teacher" moment and also drives home that ella is a good commander and theyre both stronger than they were.

ofc this means alistair obviously goes rogue and does what he does at the end of the fight — regardless of the promises of mercy ella made to anora and their attempts at an alliance lol. which sucks and its not as neat a solution, but emotions were high and its understandable and also L + ratio + loghain sold elves into slavery. ella got her vengeance over howe earlier so shes like sigh ok anyways. SO. the alliance is a bust, but alistair is hardened anyway so its not the end of the world. he rules alone post canon with ella still as adviser and his mistress, BUT :) im thinking about him refusing to take a wife in this path, specifically because he's trying to convince ELLA to marry him and make it official. she always rejects him but its in an ahaha.... unless 👀 kinda way that encourages him to keep trying. i mean the only reason she doesnt feel like she can is bc Duty and Responsibilities and Obligations blah blah blah..... ALL of which she could still honor while being queen. so yeah. completing her story and having her reaffirm her grey warden duty + alistair's king duty, and their mutual dark ritual sacrifice, but with the open ended possibility that a happier ending IS possible at some point ! when she's ready ! maybe after she cures the taint :) who knows

#oc: elspeth #ok im feeling better about this actually. i hate feeling paralyzed by lore it happens wayyyy to often bc my brain is broken #i think the reason im not feeling the anora/alistair choice anymore is bc it requires alistair to make that sacrfice PLUS the dark ritual #like the ending was supposed to feel like it's ELSPETH bearing the brunt of the angst FOR ali and yet that route just #fucks him over way too much and ella by extension. i do like it in theory but i wish the dark ritual didnt have to be involved sigh #but whatever this ending fixes all of that ! and the ritual actually suppports this choice imo #alistair feeling less beholden to c*ncieve an h*ir bc hey idk if u forgot but i actually have a fucked up kid out there somewhere lol ! #really the only loose end im :/// about is anora #bc she was important to ella :/ very important #and having that whole aspect of her story finish with 'oh alistair exiles her or puts her in prison and we all move on' just. ugh. #i WISH there had been even the slightest mention that anora knew how to fight or was interested in it at least #bc if ella could conscript her into the grey wardens THAT would be a lot of fun lol #like 'your boyfriend killed my dad and stole my throne but you tried your best but also fuck off' is suvh a good dynamic :( #idk. i'll have to think abt how i can fuck around w canon to make that ending more satisfying since that is ofc what i Do lol <3 #im just shouting into the void w this mostly but i love her so much and im having fun so. #i think ive realized thru fixing up this worldstate is that i love angst but with a healthy serving of hope on the side #ella's hope that her love for alistair can fit with her duties as commander #cillian's hope that anders can be redeemed #ashara's hope that she's not too far gone to forgive solas. and that her love can still save him despite everything #man. #ANYWAYS THANKS FOR READING IF U DID LOL

[single-left-sack]

me adding f1 to my bio doing some kind of clown walk of shame because my neurodivergent ass got dragged into it because of an AU in a fanfic. lord save me plz

#OGUH #tbf IN MY DEFENCE #ive been grazing shoulders with F1 FOR YEARS #i knew who Senna was WAY before I knew what F1 was #I've been watching rallye clips since forever #AND I watched Top Gear #and my dad's a mechanic #and I can fix a car if I put my mind to it. probably #like I worked with him a lot of stuff #SO IVE BEEN IN THIS SPHERE FOREVER ESPECIALLY WHEN I TURNED 13 AND BEGAN WORKING WITH HIM ON STUFF MORE #soooooooooooo not suprised at all BUT STILL #this feels concerningly similar to a shitass fucking fandom I was in before it's giving 'out of the frying pan and into the toaster' #but im smarter now so I'll just chill on tumblr and explode twitter with my mind and lght block and bitch tryna start shit #bc honestly? I couldnt give less of a shit #I LOVE SPORTS TOO ANOTHER EXAMPLE OF BE BRUSHING SHOULDERS WITH F1 #fucking love hockey. and football (soccer)

[lilgynt]

also i don’t want to be a cunt but my brother reached out to my other brother and i like hey i know dads bday is coming just want to check on yall if you need to talk im here and i gave a thumbs up bc it IS a nice gesture and he did reach out to check on us but also barking growling hitting the wall i literally cannot trust that i can reliably reach out to you especially concerning dad stuff bc of past actions of just not doing that

#personal #it’s like deep breath in deep breath out that was nice of you to check in love you #bc i do and i want to be there if he needs anything either and i do love him and it was nice of him #but also i will punch you directly in the face im breaking ur nose #but also i just borrowed 500 bucks from him #well i didn’t but my mom made me reach out since they’re no contact #which could chew my moms fingers off i can’t even hold my own grudges without her shit getting involved #it’s always her stuff getting in the mix. like we got to spend the weekend cleaning bc the land lord is coming and she heard me sigh and #was like hey he gave us time and i had to be like mom i’m annoyed this is all you. like all ur stuff #like gotta give up my weekend bc we literally can’t walk through the house bc of ur stuff #anyway so he lent me the money moms paying him back #and it’s like i know i can rely on you for most things and i do love you and i know as stupid as he is he loves us to death #but on this very specific subject it’s like yeah i could not have less trust in someone #any emotional issue he’s bottom of the list of people i’m reaching out to i don’t know if that can be fixed #but like dad situation i think im more likely to actively attack than reach out