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arminsumi · 6 months
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ADULT STORE
↳ GETO すぐる + fem!reader
"Oh, see I told you... this product's a bit intense."
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Pt. 2
Summary : product testing with the helpful employee at the adult store!
Warnings : minors do not read/interact : smut/explicit content : using toys, stranger/hookup sex, softdom!Geto, praise, cunnilingus, fingering, dirty talk, squirting, multiple orgasms, sex fantasy trope (sex with the adult store employee)
Note : i haven't made a trip to the adult store in ages bc... everything i want is so expensive lol (the struggle) 😭 i have some rlly funny adult store stories i could ramble about but i will refrain ✋ anyways, indulge yourselves in this fantasy, angels! 😈
Playme : wanna know what it's like?
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The gate of the store buzzes, the employee watches you open it with a clink and enter the adult store. Your eyes flood with the overwhelming sight of wall-to-wall toys.
The smooth voice of the employee comes from behind the cash register.
"Yo."
Long hair. Dark, brooding look — almost gothic. Attractive hands with pronounced veins running over the back of them, poised on the countertop which he's lazing over.
He sees you and slowly straightens out his back out to impress you with his height.
"Ah, h-hello..."
He hears you stutter, and assumes it must be your first time in an adult store.
"First time? I mean, in an adult store, that is." he breaks the ice.
"Haha, y-yeah... yeah, it's my first time."
Yeah, that's what I thought.
He holds hard and deep eye contact with you. Yes, he's aware of how intensely he stares. He's doing it on purpose.
"Would you like some assistance, or do you just want to leisurely browse by yourself?"
His tone is so friendly, it doesn't let on to how heated his abdomen is getting at the sight of you.
"Yes, please, I'd appreciate your assistance."
Aw, of course.
"M'kay... then let me assist you."
He smoothly comes out from behind the counter and the two of you stand in front of a wall of toys.
"Overwhelmed?" he chuckles, noting how your eyes widen while looking at all the products. "I know there's a lot to choose from. But just focus on your needs. What do you need?"
"What do I need? Honestly, I have no idea what I need." you laugh nervously.
I know exactly what she needs...
"Well, why don't we carefully go through the products together? I'm sure I can figure out what you need. Promise I know my stuff. I've been working here for three years."
His nonchalance and professionalism puts you at ease. It's something he prides himself on: making customers feel relaxed.
Your eye catches on a pink dildo, so he takes it off the rack to show you up close.
"This one's good, it's got a ribbed design." he shows it off. "Are you looking for just penetration or clitoral stimulation?"
Aw, she's flustered.
"Uh, both I guess? Yeah. I'd love both."
Of course you'd love both. That's what you need, pretty girl.
"Both? Come over here. Let me show you something you might like."
There's a flirty tension between the two of you that just keeps getting more and more... intense.
He plucks a curvy vibrator. It looks expensive. Because it is expensive.
"This one's got ten functions—"
"—ten?! Sounds a bit extra."
"Nothing's too extra when it comes to your personal pleasure."
The two of you share a long look, then laugh.
"But it really is an excellent product."
"Are you advertising?" you joke teasingly.
"Absolutely." he jokes, "Kidding. I'm not trying to come across as a preachy marketer or something. I've used it with partners in the past, that's why I'm recommending it; I know it's good. It's a pretty intense toy. Helps girls squirt even if they think they can't."
I could make her squirt.
He's running his eyes up and down your body.
"Is that so...?" you mumble flirtatiously, eyeing out the product in his veiny, manly hands.
"Hm, still a skeptic? Because I'm sure I could please you."
He hopes that you note his deliberate use of 'I' and not 'it' there.
"Yeah. I'm sure you could please me, too." you flirt.
A heat erupts in his abdomen and stomach.
Oh wow... now she's really flirting, huh? Why'd I wear tight pants today of all days...
He has an unwavering gaze on you. You've captivated him. Put him in some kinda horny trance.
"Did I say me? Sorry. Slip of the tongue." he murmurs, voice dropping lower, "I meant the vibrator." he obviously lies.
You and him exchange a suggestive, longing look. You can feel your pussy clench around nothing, begging to get stuffed up and pleasured.
He hesitates before speaking again, as if he's scared of crossing a line and making you uncomfortable.
"If you want to... we could test it out together?" he suggests. His nonchalance is an act, really he's so nervous when he asks this.
"I'd love to..." you consent, and he doesn't miss the erotic excitement in your tone.
He nods towards the backdoor, eyes keeping on you and your cute little body that he just wants to feel and squeeze like a toy itself.
"Promise to keep your lips sealed about this? I don't wanna get fired for uh... you know... demonstrating products... to my pretty customer."
"Only if you promise to help me squirt for the first time."
Oh wow. Fuck. I'm hard.
His lips widen into a devilish grin. "Sure thing."
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After a sloppy, desperate make out with this stranger, you find yourself sat on the couch in the breakroom. Door locked. Blinds shuttered closed. Legs spread wide to his liking, as he cushions the vibrator into your plush slit.
He's rubbing it slowly up and down your folds. He watches your reactions intently, breathing heavier at the sight of your pussy squishing under the pink dildo. The buzzing sound fills the room, but your moans are louder.
He clutches the toy gently, massaging the bulbous head into your clit with sweeping circular motions.
"F-fuck... that pretty clit feels good, doesn't it? Yeah? Let's get it feeling even better."
He turns it up a notch. It buzzes harder against your sensitive nub.
"How's that? Haha, yeah, intense, isn't it?
"Yeahhh — Fuck! Ohhh that's so good, that's so — oh my goddd fuckkk. S-sorry I think... I'm gonna cummm — !!"
"It's okay. Cum as hard as you can, yeah? I want you to get a good idea of how well this toy can pleasure you before you buy it, after all. Oh there we go... just let go and... f-fuck... wow... j-just cum like that. Fuck... that pretty clit feels so good now, huh? Gonna cum? Gonna cum for me, with a vibrator on your cunt?"
He takes note of your reaction to his dirty talk and smirks. Then he slyly turns the toy's setting higher and it buzzes more intensely, and in one... two... three... seconds, you're squirting like crazy all over the pink vibrator and his hand.
Holy shit, look at that pretty pussy gushing... she could drench my dick. I wanna be inside her so fucking baddd...
"Oh, see I told you... this product's a bit intense." he regains his professional tone after you cum.
He turns the toy off and watches you come down from your shaking orgasm, smug look on his face. He keeps it clutched in his veiny hand, and brings it up to his lips to suck and lick up all your juices from it.
She tastes so fucking good... I feel dizzy.
You watch him with wide eyes as he tastes your slick off the toy.
"F-fuck... wh-what did you s-s-say your name was again?" you stutter, starstruck by this stranger.
You're so fucking dizzy, your pussy is buzzing like it still feels the intensity of the toy against it.
"Hm, wanna know my name?" he smiles teasingly, "How about you cum on my face and then I'll tell you."
"Fuck, okay."
And then as soon as you give him permission, he's hungrily diving between your thighs.
"Oh my god..." he loves how you gasp and writhe under the influence of his mouth.
Let's see how fucked-out I can get her. Wanna see her lose her mind 'cause of me.
His lips latch onto your labia and suckle, then onto your clit. He points his tongue at your clit, then oh my god flattens it and laps at your bud while suckling. His softness shows a hint to tenderness in his personality; he really knows how to treat a woman well.
This stranger spoils your pussy with his tongue and lips. He seems to be in his own little world while nosing between your thighs. He carelessly gets your juices smeared across his cheek and lets the rest dribble down his chin.
"Fuck fuck fuck — like that, like that. Don't stop don't stop — !! 'm gonna cum! G-gonna — fffffffucking cummmm ahhhhh — !!"
He flicks the tip of his tongue against your sensitive bundle of nerves, eager to make your pussy freak out on his mouth. Just before you cum he slips two fingers into your hole, middle and ring, and pumps them into a sweet spot hard. He just wants to get an idea of the feeling of your pussy when it cums.
Suckling at your clit, fingering you with nice hard rough strokes, closing his eyes like he's the one enjoying it meanwhile he's silent and you're moaning like you're going insane. He can tell you're close and speeds it up.
"Cum cum cum, cum for me. Just let go and cum." he sounds so desperate, and that professional tone of his is finally cracking. "Cum on my fucking face, please."
And he dives his tongue right back into your hole, wriggling his tongue around, resulting in the nastiest wet squelching sound. His lips press flat against your pussy, he draws in a deep breath and your heat is all he smells.
Please cum on my face. Please please please.
"Ah! Fuck! Fuckkkk!"
You gush right on his lips, which are plump and swollen and red and glistening with your slick.
He pulls away and licks his lips and tells you his name.
"Suguru, by the way. My name's Suguru. Hey... can I give you my number?"
Oh he's so smooth. But he's even smoother at the checkout, when he asks if you're free this Friday for a date. At his apartment. With the company of some of his favorite toys.
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panlight · 1 month
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I know I've mentioned this before, but sometimes I think it's a blessing that SM hadn't really read/watched much Vampire Stuff before she wrote Twilight.
Don't get me wrong--there are definitely times where I'm very frustrated by this, where she misses a key moment that someone more genre savvy would have taken full advantage of. The main character being turned into a vampire in such a clinical way removes so much of the intimacy and eroticism of vampire lit, for example. Or the way she didn't give her vampires any weaknesses and how that makes it so much harder to raise the stakes and put them in any real danger. Or to feel bad for their cursed existence because like . . . it actually seems not that bad without all the weaknesses and limitations.
But It's a blessing in a way because it allowed her to come up with characters like Emmett, Esme, and Carlisle. MOST of the sympathetic, 'good' vampires in fiction end up being like Edward. This brooding vampire who hates what he is and probably has some kind of Dark Past (Edward's vigilante era in his own opinion) but wants to be good but oh, the endless midnights! And obviously that's a compelling story; these tropes are used so often because people ENJOY them.
But then you have Emmett, who is a 'good' vampire too and just . . . doesn't care. He's nice. He'll protect you. But he's also killed people. Whoops. Probably felt bad about it at the time. Probably still feels a little bad if he thinks about it now. But he's not brooding about it. He's generally pretty happy and fun and doesn't take things too seriously. Normally this would be a 'bad' vampire or at least morally gray vampire but as written by SM, he's clearly intended to be a good guy. Just one of the bros who happens to be a vampire.
Then there's Carlisle, who had every reason to be the brooding vampire who hates himself (was actively hunting vampires when he was turned! son of a pastor! alone for centuries!) but instead he . . . just got on with it. Also I think his success with vegetarianism is in itself kind of unusual and refreshing for the genre. I know lots of people think he'd be more interesting if he had killed people but as someone who read Twilight during a marathon read of other vampire fiction the fact that he HADN'T was actually what made him interesting to me. It was bizarrely . . . hopeful? It's the kind of thing that someone actually vampire genre savvy probably wouldn't have done.
Likewise Esme just being this white suburban midwestern vampire mom and playing it 100% straight. This isn't some commentary on how vampirism is a shallow perversion of motherhood or whatever, Esme IS the mom. She does mom things. It's taken seriously. She's not some sinister Other Mother, she is genuinely loving and gentle and motherly and again, I feel like someone genre savvy wouldn't have played it that way.
Anyway, yes sometimes I long for more typical vampire stuff in Twilight, but sometimes the lack of genre knowledge worked out in its favor.
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lilacs-and-vanilla · 9 months
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@shslsimpette commented on a different Spot post that they want an N$FW alphabet for the Spot 😈
Honestly I was thinking of making one of these because they seem very thorough. Great way to make a guideline for smut writing.
First one I’ve done before, and it was hard to get all of the words for the funky letters like Q and X. But anyways…
(god this took so long…)
N$FW Alphabet for The Spot/Johnathan Ohnn
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All of the writing beyond this point is smutty
A - How good is he at aftercare?
He’s very doting.
“Did that feel good?” “Are you alright?” “Do you need anything?” “Let me get you some water.” “Do you want to rinse off?”
If you decide you want a bath, he will use his portals to (haphazardly) run you one so he doesn’t have to leave your side.
Cuddles and pillows and blankets galore, trying his best to make you comfortable.
B - What’s his favorite body part on you?
He likes looking at your face, studying your features and committing them to memory. Especially your eyes.
It completely stumps the both of you as to how he can perceive things like sight, scent, and sound without normal features like a nose or eyes or ears, but you won’t question it.
He doesn’t mean to stare, he really doesn’t. You can always tell when he is though, because the his face portal swirls in a different kind of way. What an interesting way to read someone.
He just likes your eyes, your freckles, your birthmarks, your scars, the features that set you apart from everyone else and makes you you.
The fact that he’s missing his own face adds to this little obsession. He misses his old body, but that doesn’t mean he can’t love you for yours.
It’s not entirely sexual, but he does like watching the way your face looks when you’re.. ahem. Enjoying yourself.
The way your eyes roll back, or the way your mouth hangs open, the drool and the tears. He loves all of it and he loves that he’s the one making you look that way.
C - Cum. Anything to do with that particular liquid.
He doesn’t excrete normal bodily fluids like saliva or semen. At least not anymore. Anything that comes out of him is dark and oozy.
If he’s overstimulated, all of his holes will start leaking. It can get a bit messy, especially on the sheets. Thank goodness it doesn’t stain fabric or skin…
He gets very embarrassed whenever he starts leaking (or sees it leaking out of you).
D - What’s his dirty secret?
He won’t admit it, but he’s stolen a few pieces of your clothing.
It’s proven that he can eat through the hole on his face and taste and sense spice. So I want to assume that he can also smell.
He likes to hold your clothes or your sheets over the hole in his face while he touches himself, sometimes even slipping some of the fabric in to get a taste.
But there was one time he got a little too carried away and now one of your favorite hoodies that you thought you lost is floating around in dark matter space somewhere.
He’s too ashamed to tell you.
E - Experience. How much does he have?
None. None whatsoever. At least not any hands on experience with partners other than you.
He’s seen enough p0rn (the good stuff, none of that over dramatic acting crap) to know what’s good or not. He knows what to look for, signs your close or if you’re uncomfortable.
In typical scientist fashion, he has his strategies and, in theory, he could easily keep you on the edge for as long as he wants or absolutely wreck you.
He just hasn’t mustered up the courage to put his plans into action though…
F - What’s his favorite position?
Ride him. Ride him. He likes seeing you on top of him.
He’s very vanilla when it comes to this. He doesn’t want you to twist or bend in uncomfortable positions.
But with that power of his, the ability to stick a limb through one hole and make it appear somewhere else? What else could he do…?
G - Goof or aloof? His general attitude.
He’s a goof. A whole nerd. What else would you expect of a scientist?
The only time he’s not is when he’s brooding, focused on revenge, on proving himself.
He wants to prove he’s not just some “Villain of the Week.” He wants to prove to you that he’s all you need.
H - Hair. How much does he have? Is he well groomed?
The poor man misses his hair, so he lives vicariously through yours.
He’s not particularly into hair pulling. He does enjoy this though:
Your head leaned back against a pillow on top of his fist as he grips the back of your head, holding it in place as he… (insert smexy scene that I can’t put into proper words right now).
When you’re both finished he likes to run his fingers through it, play with it, braid it, just touch it in general.
I - Intimacy. How is he in romantic aspect?
He tries to be romantic, and sometimes it works. Other times it comes off cheesy. That just makes you love him more though.
He’s a bit traditional. Flowers, candle light, cute little picturesque date night set ups (away from onlookers, obviously)
Secluded spots around the city like rooftops or museums and restaurants after they close.
And when you tell him it’s goofy shit like this that makes you want to absolutely destroy him in the bedroom, date night is normally cut a little short.
J - Does he jerk off?
He prefers to do it with you, but if he’s alone he’ll make do with his hands.
K - What are his kinks?
Edging. Edge him until all of his holes are leaking black ooze (call me weird, I have a vision). Edge him until he whines and cries and begs to cum.
Degrade him, but in a nice way. He won’t let anyone do it but you. Don’t call him pathetic. Don’t make him feel bad about himself. Make him feel like you’re in control. Like he can let himself go.
L - Location. What’s his favorite place to do it?
He’s down to do it anywhere as long as no one else is around.
And he can really go anywhere. Anywhere in your dimension or any other. Pick a spot, and he’ll take you there.
M - Motivation. What turns him on?
The edges of his holes are sensitive. If you touch the place where spot meets skin, he’ll squirm.
It feels like a tingle to him. A localized one.
Run your fingers along the inside of a hole on his palm and the feeling will shoot up his forearm. Do it on his stomach or his thighs or god forbid between his legs when his cock isn’t in use (he keeps it somewhere), and you’ll work him up real quick.
N - No, absolutely not. What turns him off? Something he won’t do?
He won’t participate in exhibitionism. He wants to be the only one to see you come undone. It’s all because of him after all. He should be the only one to witness it.
O - Oral. How does he feel about it? Giving? Receiving?
Seeing as though he doesn’t have a mouth anymore, he can’t eat you out. But he really, really wishes he could.
He was reluctant to let you put himself in your mouth, seeing as though he wasn’t sure if his strange ooze could be safely digested.
You were confident though, insistent you wanted it.
P - Pace. Fast and rough or slow and gentle?
It depends on how he feels.
If he’s feeling intimate and romantic, laid back, he’ll take things slow.
If he’s trying in that state of mind where he’s trying to prove himself to you, he will give it all he’s got to the point where he wears himself out.
Q - Quickies. How does he feel about them?
If you work him up in public, he will find somewhere in an alley or rooftop to bang one out. To bang you.
R - Does he take risks?
What’s a good villain without a few risks? And he wants to be a good villain. He just doesn’t think that applies to the bedroom.
There was the time he got a bit carried away, and in the middle of a particularly intense love making session, one of his portals opened involuntarily.
You immediately recognized your apartment building’s elevator. The mirrored walls, the carpet, the sliding doors closing behind a neighbor as they were leaving.
He apologized profusely and said he’d close it, but you told him to keep it open and he was too riled up to stop now. He was so close. Maybe just one more minute…
It was a sick, nerve-racking game of elevator roulette.
S - Stamina. How many rounds will he last?
He can last maybe two or three rounds when he’s on top. If you want more, you’ll have to take over, climbing on top of him and pressing him into the bed as you pull more out of him.
T - Toys. Does he use them? On you? On himself?
He’s a big fan of vibes. Whether it’s something that goes inside either you or him or something that slides around his cock.
Anything that gives off that extra little buzzy feeling.
He doesn’t like fleshlights. He’d rather be inside you.
U - “Unfair!” How does he feel about teasing? Giving? Receiving?
He’s absolute shit at dishing it out. He gets too flustered to tease you, even when he’s on top.
He’s also the “don’t bully me, I’ll cum” type. Tease him, degrade him (but be kind), call him your little cum puppy (Dalmatian comment reference?) and he will pass away.
V - How vocal is he? What sounds does he make?
Johnathan has a tendency to ramble during love making. One moment he’s drilling you or getting drilled by you, and the next he’s telling you fun facts about whatever comes to mind.
He doesn’t do it on purpose. His brain simply short circuits at some point. He goes with what he knows.
(Why don’t you turn it into a game? See how many facts he can name about a specific subject before he cums…)
In general, he’s very whiny. That coupled with all of the begging creates a perfect symphony.
Exhibit A: “Ohh fuck! Ah, youfeelsssoosogood.. please, (Y/N) please. m’ so close, please. don’t stop dontstopp aaahhn~”
W - Wild card. A miscellaneous headcanon.
As a part of the monster fucker fandom, of course anything that doesn’t have a standard cock has a tentacle one.
Anyways. Portal cock…
Enough said.
X - X Marks the Spot (kms for this joke). His favorite place to be touched.
Anywhere! He just wants you to touch him.
So many people think he’s scary or creepy. When you touch him, all of that goes away.
Y - Yearning. How high is his sex drive?
He’s not insane about it to the point where he constantly craves sex but when he gets in the mood he can be very needy.
Z - ZZZ… how long does it take to fall asleep after the deed is done?
If he’s been thoroughly fucked beyond his limit, he will pass out almost immediately after (after cuddling up beside you and making sure you’re comfortable)
Feel free to ask for different characters to write these for! (but maybe limit it to 4 or 5 letters…)
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pluckyredhead · 5 months
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The Lost Titans in Canon: Jason and Rose
I already talked about Jason and Eddie's canon friendship, so next up, I want to talk about Jason and Rose. They're an interesting duo, actually, because even though they have appeared in far more comics together than Jason and Eddie, a lot of them take place in Elseworlds, or timelines that are in questionable continuity these days. It's only in the past couple of years that this relationship has really picked up the pace - and to a certain extent, only in the past couple of days.
Jason and Rose first interacted in Red Hood and the Outlaws, the New 52 volume. Rose turns up hunting the Outlaws, and it's revealed that she and Jason have a sexual past. Because it's RHATO, she's of course written appallingly out of character:
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Awful.
The very next issue, the book is canceled. Jason and Rose walk off together, but when we next see Jason in Red Hood/Arsenal like four seconds later, Rose is nowhere in sight.
Anyway, this history and interaction are...let's say in dubious continuity. Rose's appearance here barely jives with anything else she did in the DCU (most of which was also written incoherently by Lobdell), and everything about New 52 Rose was instantly retconned out of existence by Rebirth. Then again, you could say the same thing about Jason and Roy.
Ever since, DC has treated Jason and Rose like they have romantic history of some kind, or at least there are references to sexual tension between them, but no one is ever specific about exactly what their history is.
Next up is DCeased: The Unkillables, a miniseries set in the DCeased universe. Jason and Rose actually wind up getting married in this universe, but obviously it's not actually in continuity because it's an AU. Still, they're pretty cute:
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(This ends tragically, of course, because DCeased.)
Speaking of AUs, we also saw these two together in Future State, a possible dystopian future. They are definitely sleeping together, but while Rose spends most of her time making double entendres, Jason is distant and brooding, until she gets pissed off:
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Still, she shows up later to rescue him, and they actually manage to end that AU together and alive (for now):
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Okay, so much for AUs and potentially retconned-away interactions. What about the in continuity stuff?
Well, this single panel happened during Dark Nights: Death Metal: The Last Stories of the DC Universe, which was sort of the transitional event between the end of Rebirth and completely rolling back the remnants of the New 52:
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Is it still in continuity? Do any of the characters remember it? I HAVE NO IDEA.
Next is Robin, when Rose tells Jason that Damian has entered the assassin tournament on Lazarus Island, and the former Robins show up to try to stop him. Rose and Jason don't interact directly, but we do get this:
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Great question, Damian! NO ONE KNOWS.
Rose and Jason FINALLY interact ONE HUNDRED PERCENT IN CURRENT CONTINUITY FOR SURE in The Joker: The Man Who Stopped Laughing, when she rescues him from a police van and they both look ridiculously hot about it:
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I'm assuming she's calling him "lover boy" because they've hooked up, but if you've read any of my work you know I'm a Jason Todd Secret Virgin truther, so I'm choosing to read it ambiguously. I'm also choosing to read her last line as her having the hots for Steph. (Rose, like me, prefers Naughty Robins only.) Anyway, she's been roped into the plot of this book, but it's still ongoing so who knows how it'll resolve. (Spoiler: not with Jason successfully killing the Joker!)
That was going to be my whole list when I started this post, but then Batman/Catwoman: Gotham War: Red Hood #2 came out, and who should show up but Rose!
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We've seen this dynamic from them before: Rose cracks sex jokes, Jason is stoic and terse and Focused On The Mission. I'm of two minds about this - it's fun to read, and Rose does tend to make bawdy jokes (she did grow up in a brothel, after all), whereas Jason ranges from stoic to equally sassy depending on who's writing him, so I wouldn't necessarily say it's out of character for either of them. It's more that Rose is always depicted as the one pursuing Jason, whereas he has Important Manly Things to think about instead. (See also: Bruce and Selina, Bruce and Talia, Bruce and any woman, any man in comics and any woman.) Just because it's not technically OOC doesn't mean it doesn't overlap into a sexist trope.
(I kind of love the idea that she is literally only doing it because she knows it embarrasses him and he is Focusing On The Mission to hide his blush and they both know they aren't going to fuck, but that's a personal headcanon and not really the Occam's Razor interpretation of these scenes, which are definitely meant to imply that they are banging.)
What I did find interesting about this issue is that it's the first one in continuity to show genuine concern and affection between the characters:
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Do I think Rose would ever stand with her toes together like that past the age of 12? No. But this is still very touching.
Anyway, JayRose is one of those pairings that I don't ship but am perfectly fine seeing unfold in canon. I totally get why DC would pair them, I totally get what they would see in each other, I think it will all end in disaster but that can be fun to watch. It'll be interesting to see if DC commits to actually telling an in-continuity story with these two, or if they will forever be restricted to her showing up and making a dick joke that Jason will ignore because of how he's sad inside. Time will tell!
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locallegume · 20 days
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In Another Life: Chapter 29
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Summary: When you let Astarion go forward with the ritual, you knew instantly that it would ruin what you two had. You decided that someone incapable of love was better left alone. Your heart won't forget as easily, and neither will Astarion.
CW: 18+ sexual content, smut, depictions of violence
Tags: astarion x reader, ascended astarion , tav, smut, angst, depression, trainwreck tav, alcohol (and it's abuse), blood brides (dnd lore), vampire tav, typical astarion stuff re: blood drinking & cazador trauma, *brief* gale/tav involvement (nsfw), shadowheart/halsin
Kudos & comments appreciated ❤️ Read on AO3
A/N:
Hi, chapter note at the beginning this time. Um so this one is dark so I just wanted to assure you that I am in a great mood, this chapter was just... going places. I reread it like, a trillion times and kept tweaking it. This is the result. Just warning u
Anyway thank u for all the love, especially the recent influx of readers on Tumblr (now that I finally made a chapter list). I read everything in awe that anyone reads *all of these chapters* and *likes them.* Anyway, if that's you and you've made it this far, I love you very much and umm this chapter does not have the happy lovey vibe I have rn. That is all :)
Chapter 29: Headache
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You wanted a simple apology for Araj. The careless decisions he made lead you to the place where neither of you have a secure blood source, and have no idea what you’ve been drinking. You didn’t want to be upset, but find yourself feeling otherwise when he takes his reparations meal at the Elfsong and twists it into another Gale revenge plot. 
You are exhausted. You’re not dealing with it anymore.
At least the meal had satiated some of the hunger that you were experiencing before, but it’s not nearly enough. You can’t do this long-term, but you can’t bring yourself to find out what is in Araj’s blood barrel. Still, you feel unstable and moody. 
You sit in your room, irritated. Despite your inclinations to sleep in the same bed as Astarion, this is still your place to retreat and get some privacy. It felt like a safe space, despite the palace’s stifling energies. It’s far enough from Astarion’s study that he may feel your emotions, but you suspect it will at least feel subdued. Here, it feels safer to wallow, as you choose to today.
You think about Gale. At first, you thought it was best to not intervene in his conflict with Astarion, but the Elfsong display was truly the last straw. The elf toys with him, takes pleasure in his suffering. You can’t keep out of this anymore, or you’re not sure how it will escalate in the future. You wonder where your backbone has gone after all this time. 
Especially when you were already upset with him, it is difficult to swallow. His focus isn’t on you, but his twisted vengeance. You feel hollow, having a day where you wish this connection of yours was severed. But it’s not– and it’s eternal. You are bound to him, and you have to make it work, or you’re both doomed. In another life, you could have just walked away, but your feet are always firmly planted on his doorstep.
You know you’re better with him, but he needs some guidance, before he strays too far into darkness. Only one person would ever be able to do it– it might be you, but if it isn’t, then the vampire becomes a lost cause. 
As much as you’d enjoy brooding, a knock at your door interrupts. You’re glad that amongst all of this, there is still the decorum of a warning before ruining your peace– if you could even call it that. You still don’t know how you will handle him, but you know that being silent isn’t an option anymore. Despite the irritation of your last interaction, you pity Gale, who is burned in your mind as the sad guy at the bar who can’t string together a proper defense for himself. The one that Astarion will provoke to no end, but will not acknowledge his words. 
The vampire walks in, ever the gentleman, but only to you. “Gods, you know, you could be going on a walk or something. It’s a beautiful day,” he says, trying to lighten your mood, which is evidently poor. 
“Sorry, feeling lethargic,” you mutter spitefully.
“Gods, darling, that is no good. How do I fix it?” He says, sauntering to the bed you are lazily occupying. Sitting by you, his hand, feather-light, travels to your navel, making small circles up your body. You would crave it any other day, but you can’t help but feel that he’s trying to win you over with his body. It’s all too familiar. Eerie and unsettling.
“No,” you say firmly, pushing his hand away. Astarion staggers, not prepared for rejection. He looks at you, unable to fathom why. 
“What is wrong, love?” He asks, and it is clear he genuinely means it.
“You were so thoughtless about the blood. Araj is threatening me. You should be helping make it better. Instead, you make everything all about your issues with Gale, somehow. I’m done with it.” 
“He was right there, love. It was revenge for his little visit the other day. Could have been much worse,” he says with a shrug.
Not understanding. Again. 
“It doesn’t have to be bad at all!” You snap, frustrated. “Nothing that is happening now needed to. I keep forgiving you. I keep saying to myself that I won’t get involved. But if I don't, people will keep getting hurt, I’m going to starve, and I will keep enabling all of it.” A few tears fall from the eyes of someone on the verge of a breakdown. You just wish it wasn’t you.
“What are you trying to say?” He asks, more serious now.
“I’m not going to be a pet with no opinions on this anymore. You focused so hard on Gale that you didn’t even look into what you were feeding me. I can’t do it anymore. I made a mistake– so did he. I will never be involved with him again. So let it go.” 
Puppy dog eyes tear you apart, flooding your unbeating heart with guilt. 
“Don’t look at me like that,” you plea. 
“What Araj asked of me back then was violating. Knowing that she made you the same offer... Treated you like a thing to be used for her pleasure. None of this brings me joy, love. I’m torturing myself over it enough.” The pang of anguish emanating from his mind is enough to convince you of the truth in his words.
He’s so utterly frustrating in his complexity.
“I know you feel bad about Araj,” you sigh. “I’m just trying to say… I don’t want it all to always come back to Gale. The only one who keeps dragging him back into things is you. I can’t keep leaving this alone if you treat him this way. But I will leave it alone if you do, too.” 
Astarion ponders this with conflict dancing in his mind. This genuinely troubles him– was it really so hard to repress a months old grudge? Why must he be so difficult? 
“You… you’re frustrated, upset… I don’t like that,” he says with surprising sincerity. 
“Yes.” 
“I don’t know what to do,” he says, voice soft and face blank. 
“I’m giving you the answer– you already have it,” you say incredulously. But Astarion just stares like he’s trapped in a haze.
You’re don’t feel strong enough to delve into his mind to work this out. Normally, you could manage his impossible exterior, but today your mood bests you. You rise from the bed and begin to walk out. Your safe place in the palace feels suffocating suddenly, and you need air. Or something. Astarion has never seen you just leave and pleads with you through the mind connection– maybe involuntarily, but you can’t be sure. Not even a whisper falls from his lips.
I don’t know what to do, he reaffirms. 
The door closing behind you is answer enough. He won’t protest the walk that he suggested.
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You wander aimlessly through the city. It wasn’t incredibly dangerous at night, but most people wouldn’t walk around alone regardless. After your conflict with the Netherbrain, you can’t even bring yourself to care. Nothing could compare to the feeling of the tadpoles threatening to strip you of both body and soul. 
Nowadays, you feel stripped of both anyway. Every fiber of your being is intertwined with Astarion. When it’s good, it’s pure bliss, but days like this are gut-wrenching and lonely. Being at odds with someone you’re bonded with was a unique sensation, like being on edge, panicked in your desperate need to maintain your sense of self. You feel that if you didn’t leave to wander the city, the feeling would have overpowered you, and you would give in yet again.
Astarion must feel the push and pull too, unable to cope with his sense of unapologetic vengeance being condemned.
Apart, you feel somewhat lonely, but it beats the suffocation of conflicting feelings overpowering your own. Your feet lead you to the Blushing Mermaid, cursing how they always seem to lead you to bars. 
The Elfsong is not an option. Gale is there, and truthfully you’d prefer to never see him again. You wished to protect him from harm, but when you see him, the hair on your arms stand up, and everything just feels wrong. It was likely Astarion’s influence, but you believe your own guilt played a role as well. 
It strikes you that Araj planned to meet you tonight. She would have little luck finding you where she expected you to be, but it wasn’t as if you were looking forward to her company, anyway. It was her fault that the vampiric hunger you didn’t wish to feel was eating away at your insides.
You open the creaking door of the bar. It wasn’t necessarily seedy, per se, but it definitely had a different crowd than the Elfsong. The Elfsong had always been your preferred haunt when you’d pick pockets, since the clientele seemed to be less likely to harass you. Today, you brazenly walk in and sit on a barstool, hoping to forget the ever-growing aching in your stomach with enough wine to fill it. You take no care to hide that you are no working class patron like the others, adorning pristine fabrics. They didn’t suit you, anyway. Almost immediately, someone offers to buy you a drink. Almost mechanically, you accept it like it is second nature, falling victim to old memories of old games.
He thinks he’s charming, the way he tells you of his riches and accolades. You were uninterested in letting anyone in. A laugh and some fidgeting with a braid was enough to draw him in. The alcohol is heavy in your stomach, not enough food to counteract the effects. Your blush is involuntary, and you fear the man might get his way. It’s this or starve, a risk you have to take for survival. Your strategy has to change– you tell him you like men who can handle real liquor– suggesting only the strongest found in Faerun. He’ll drink it to impress you, and he’ll fall into a drunken haze before you do. 
It’s all a game you’ve gotten too good at. Men like this were too easy to read, too deplorable to fuck. So eager to impress in the most surface level ways, but they have nothing to really offer you. Let him believe he’s worthy for a minute– when his pocket is lighter later, he will be none the wiser. If the game is played right, and he is all you expect, you will even get out without an unpleasant experience. Those days were always the best.
You wonder how it became this way. Accidentally ending your day drinking wine and betting your body in a plight for a meal. It almost felt like an addiction, now, but you couldn’t bring yourself to call it that. 
The tadpole was a blessing in ways. Your problem was behind you. You no longer felt it stripping you of agency, and no longer had to rely on depraved men for survival. No longer needed to steal, although old habits die hard. Meeting someone who wasn’t just using you for a night of sex felt like some miracle, and you let yourself fall hard for once. Learning it was sex in exchange for protection hurt. But you realize in time that he was wounded, just like you. Doing only what he had to for survival. 
Just as you had.
It was a shock ridding yourself of the tadpole. So in love, struggling so much, regretting everything you have done. It was your turn to be saved, but no such thing was ever going to happen. Shadowheart, your friend with the best intentions, sharing a playful bottle of wine reminded you of what was not at the forefront of your mind. Suddenly, it wasn’t just the ascension troubling you– it was a way out of it that did. 
The shame of past and present converging.
Shadowheart. Wine. Wyll. Wine. Gale. More wine. Astarion. More wine. Astarion. More wine. 
For the first time you string together the pattern. Brief happiness felt like only a small respite– it was always going to be torn down in front of you. 
You had laughed off your past with Astarion that night, discussing your habits as a pickpocketing potter. He was so troubled by his own past, something within you always told you not to burden him further. His past with Cazador was paralyzing, all-encompassing, and much more severe. Your own came in waves, always flickering between an amusing joke and legitimate burden. 
When you picture Cazador plunging a dagger through Astarion’s back as he painstakingly perfected every curve and line of runes through agonized screams, it’s not something that even felt worthy to mention.
The world was ugly.
Astarion wasn’t, but he did things that hurt you, too. For every kiss and honeyed word, he did something to take a piece of you away. You feel yourself quickly caring less and less for morality. Was that the reality of being a vampire or a consequence of the mind connection? You were hellbent on rebuilding the city– until you weren’t. 
You still retained enough of yourself to know that what he did to a helpless Gale was over the line. He was too like you– a sick reflection of your worst coping mechanisms. He lost out on his love, but you had yours. And Astarion wouldn’t let him forget it.
Still, you loved Astarion. Your first love had made you act so stupid and reckless. 
A glass of wine is done and you realize you didn’t even listen to anything this man said. You may have heard “blacksmith,” something about how much coin he has, some innuendo. He’s already ordering you another glass and you didn’t even ask. He’s already playing the game that you’re so used to. 
“Aren’t you tired of ale? Have a real drink,” you say in reflex, like it’s the only thing that can be said.
You wonder if your own sense of malice was always there.
You win. He’s barely functional, staggering to the room he rented. You thought yourself clever enough to let him stay there and leave, but something is overtaking you, making you follow behind. You were not sober in your own right, only hardly upright at this point in the night.
But it’s hypnotic, a graceless saunter to his bedroom. He’s not getting what he wants, but as of right now, you haven’t either. What did you want, anyway?
To pick his pocket? For what? I will never want for coin ever again.
You recognize it, through the drunken stupor. The feeling in your body like your innards are being pulled apart. You thought a day without blood wouldn’t be so bad, but realize quickly that you are not quite as disciplined as Astarion. To him, years without a single drink prepared him for a few days without. To you, in your life of spoiled decadence and newfound vampirism, one day is simply too much. You black out in pain.
And you wake up stained crimson, adorned in flesh and blood. 
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rexxdjarin · 1 year
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dom!Commander Wolffe spanking punishment thot
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Ok I just wrote a quick lil thing bc i think wolffe would be the best, most fair, balanced and rewarding dom ever like he’s equal parts powerful yet secure. I love him ok here’s him punishing you for being bold in public
18+ RATED E MINORS DNI GET TF AWAY YALL SHOULDNT BE READING THIS
warnings: this is very much so light bdsm/dom!wolffe brat handling type stuff so if you’re not into that gtfo, spanking, punishment talk, p in v, implied loving bonded relationship and prior consent given, THESE TWO HAVE UTMOST TRUST IN EACH OTHER AND NO BDSM RELATIONSHIP CAN OR SHOULD EXIST WITHOUT THIS TRUST FYI
His firm hand came down on the plush of your ass just hard enough to sting and you gripped the sheets underneath you tightly.
“Wolffe.” You whimpered pitifully, the slick dripping between your thighs. Though your cries were out of slight reaction to the pain, the rest of your body betrayed you. You liked this. So fucking much. And Wolffe knew that.
Wolffe knew better than anyone that you thrived on pushing your luck. Despite the prim and proper rules he expected you to abide by to maintain his image as a strict commander, you always acted out anyways. Because you knew deep down that Wolffe loved to take you home and remind you all about his rules while he plowed into you.
The cat and mouse game of making the rules for you to break and receive punishment for was a cornerstone of your relationship. It was part of what made your attraction to each other so irresistible.
“Now darlin….you know the punishment you get for making me so hard in public, my pretty little tease.” His callous hand caressed softly over the warm red mark raising up on your cheek. Every spank dissolving into numbing tingles the second his large hand passed over it to soothe the pain. “Tell me you remember…?”
You wiggled your hips, lifting your ass just a bit higher into the air. “As many spanks as you think I deserve.” You answered, hearing him grumble out an amused chuckle.
“You know what happens and still you don’t listen. Maybe I’m gonna have to up your punishment.” He thought aloud, the dark tone of his voice more alluring than it ever was threatening. At least to you.
You pouted, secretly wanting him to relent and give you what you had actually wanted from him all night. To have him lift you into his lap and split you in half over his cock. Most times taking him so rough was all that ever could ease the ache inside you. There was no one else who did it like he could.
“B-but….Sir I-I just wanted…you.” You gulped, knowing that there was little you could do to make up for how much you teased him in public before.
His hand came down again, slightly softer this time and the tiniest little moan slipped out of you. “I know. I know. But I had to wait all night to touch you how I wanted. And now I’m going to make you wait too. Need you to know how awful it feels to need it so bad and not get it.”
His free hand guided the pink lace of your top up and over your head, leaving you bare laid out over his lap. “Wolffe….I’m sorry I was bold. I’m sorry.” You faked, the sugary sweet lilt to your tone not convincing him for a second.
“Uh uh. Too late for sorry, darlin.” He spanked each side of your ass one final time and then sat you up in front of him, both his hands firmly holding your bottom in his palms. His dark, brooding glare met your soft eyes feigning innocence that you absolutely did not mean. He smirked, “don’t play innocent with me. I can feel you dripping all over my lap, dirty girl. You like being teased? Tell me, sweetheart, be honest. Remember I can tell when you’re lying.” His right hand slid from behind the curve of your ass to slip two of his thick fingers through your folds.
His tongue slid out quickly to wet his parted lips, as if it would bring him closer to tasting all of you coating his fingers. He hummed, softly praising you and watching as he words of encouragement made your body react even more. His touch sent jolts of pleasure up the base of your spine and coiling into a pressure filled spot in your lower belly. All at once you felt so good you didn’t want his fingers to stop spiraling, petting, twisting and stroking. You closed your eyes and rocked your hips into his hands for more only to find he was gone.
The wave of pleasure drawing closer relaxed back into nothing again and you whined like the very needy brat he knew you were. You were so lost in the feeling of his touch you forgot he’d asked you a question.
“Answer me, gorgeous. You know the more you fight me, the longer I’ll drag this out…” The heel of his palm rested just below your navel, his fingertips hovering torturously above where’d just been playing with your clit so perfectly. He leaned forward, kissing a sensitive spot just below your ear and whispered, “…even though you’re so pretty and all I really want to do is fill you and stretch you out on my cock more than I’ve ever wanted anything, cyar’ika.” His voice rasped deeper in his throat, his own desire now starting to consume him.
“Y-yes, Commander. I love when you tease me.” You relented, finally deciding to stop fighting and give in to him. To let him know you liked all the ways he took care of you in public, keeping you safe and respected and happy all the time even when you wanted to be too spontaneous or reckless for your own good. “Can…you tease me a little more?” You asked, pawing at his chest and sliding your self forward to slip your heated lap over where he’d been waiting to be touched all night.
He dropped his head back and sighed at the contact, knowing in his heart that he probably didn’t have it in him to tease you much more anyways. Not if you felt this warm, soft and just inviting everywhere all around him. He could barely breathe you’d riled him up so heavily. “Call me Commander again and I’m not going to last long enough to keep teasing you, my perfect, bratty girl.”
You bit your bottom lip and smiled happily, grabbing him by the shoulders and slowly guiding him down on the bed behind you. “Ok, Commander.” You teased, letting your naked body hover over him while your still sore bottom slid up to run the length of your drenched slit along his cock.
Wolffe’s hand flew forward to grip your hips, slipping you carefully over himself to coat his pounding cock with arousal. “I changed my mind.” He laughed, sitting up to press his forehead with yours and watching your mouth drop open in ecstasy as he suddenly pressed himself into your fluttering opening.
You cried out sharply, gasping as he bottomed out in you with ease with how soaked you already were. “Oh…Wolffe.” You moaned, his hands on your waist steadying you as his thrusts upward increased in intensity. You swear he was trying to fill every empty space he could inside you.
He huffed out harshly between pumps of his snapping hips inside of you. “Your punishment is that anytime you think about walking tomorrow, you’ll feel me everywhere. On your ass when you go sit down…I want you to feel my hands. Want between your thighs to burn whenever you walk from how long I spent down here licking you up. I want you to feel the ache of me filling up this tight pussy whenever you breathe. I want you to think only about me the way I always think about you.”
And yet still you looked in his big, dark, scowling eyes and giggled, “that’s not a punishment. that’s a reward, Commander.” He smiled and made sure that by the next morning you realized that with him anytime you were together it would always be a little bit of both. He liked balance that way. Even if he completely threw off yours whenever you walked for a good week after that.
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readerwithsalt · 9 months
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Opinion on both lol, if its still good for you
Well personally I’ve always been a Solangelo shipper. But sadly the reason was never because I liked Will solace. The reason I was so diehard was because I wanted Nicos character to finally to be happy lol.
The reason I was not particularly fond of Will solace:
well… the biggest reason was before he became Nico’s boyfriend he was never really a character on his own, you know? Like all of the other (straight) couples each was a character by themselves with growth, their own povs, arcs and stuff and then Nico (one of the most famed characters since the first series) was shoved together quite forcibly with this random background character that no one really remembered existed lol.
Now I’m not saying that having a background character shoved with a main character is always bad, but…
Anyway, another reason was Will’s utter disrespect to Nico in BOO. I know people say that Will only gaslighted Nico because Nico deserved it but personally I don’t think so. Will gaslighted Nico into believing that he was stupid pretty much. Saying that ‘no one at camp ever pushed him away’ (a lie since we’ve seen and been told the exact opposite in all the previous books) and telling the most traumatized character in the series that he just needs to ‘get out of his brooding cloud’. And pretty much saying he’s dumb for wanting to leave a camp that ostracized him for years lol.
I couldn’t help comparing Will’s angry and disrespectful reaction to Nico’s pain and feeling like an outcast in BOO to Jason’s understanding and respectful reaction to it. I was wondering why Rick made Will so annoying and pushy and rude and Jason so understanding and respectful of Nicos boundaries.
Will is very pushy, and he is always acting like Nico doesn’t know how to take care of himself and how to use his own powers even though Nico has been taking care of himself since he was ten years old. It’s not quite fun to read.
In ToN I liked Will a bit more tbh. I thought he was more respectful of Nico and stuff. But the thing that was still lacking was: character info. I know the pov was in apollos but still there wasn’t much.
In tsats they cranked up everything I disliked about Will up to eleven. They made him EXTREMELY whiny on a quest he insisted on going on. They made him feel burdensome. They made him feel… lame. He was a drag to read about. And for some reason they insisted on shoving Solangelo into the Light/Dark trope and made Will out to be someone who had never done anything bad in his life and couldn’t understand what personal darkness was even though he is a battlefield medic and knows it firsthand.
And it irked me that they kept having Nico describe Will as perfect and stuff and almost act as if Nico doesn’t deserve Will when, in my opinion, it is completely the other way around. Will almost seems to tolerate Nico more than like him in tsats lol. I wasn’t really a fan of it tbh.
They didn’t do anything special with Will and every piece of backstory we got from him was like eating plain white bread. That’s what his character felt like.
Plain white bread. 🍞
I don’t consider tsats to be canon tho because of the fact that mark oshiro changed riordans original outline of the book, named the book himself, and wrote 80% of it 😂. So yeah it’s pretty much published fanfic with an ‘okay’ from the original writer sadly.
I suppose the reason I don’t like Solangelo is because of Will not being a real character more like a cardboard cutout so that Nico won’t be alone romantically (even though he’s 14 and don’t need a man lol)
And one more reason I’m not quite into Solangelo anymore is that it seemed like when they got together that all of Nicos other important relationships took a backseat. In particular his relationship with Hazel. We had chapters of Nico and Hazel bonding and as soon as he’s shoved with Will solace his relationship with his favorite person is thrown to the wind….
Yeah.
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armchairaleck · 1 year
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Sadly for me I have come to the end of my writing ideas for one shot stories which means I am now faced with the unpalatable dilemma of trying to actually write and finish one of my long fic ideas, and this level of commitment fills with me with existential dread.. well actually I think other shit does that and I write to try and forget the yawning chasm that opens up beneath me, but oh well, never mind eh…
I currently have four multi-chapter WIP ideas all of which exist in various degrees of very unfinished states on my hard drive, none of which I’m certain I can complete, but even so, I will outline them below, I will ponder them, I will be totally open to any suggestions that probably no one has..
Viren Origin Fic
Okay so my TDP original idea was always to write Viren’s background and relationship with Harrow from around age 13/14 right up to the start of the show... the main problem with this is - all the known cannon stuff seems to squeeze everything into about 8-10 years in the middle, while leaving the decades on either side of his marriage up until the magma titan debacle like a blank void of stuff I would have to make up and get totally wrong - due to my blinkers with Viren, my desire to make the world a lot darker than it’s probably supposed to be, and my unshakable belief that Harrow and Viren’s friendship becomes a twisted and suffocating vine that sucks them both into the pit of their own poor moral morasses.. but is also all they have.. and it’s sad..
So the plus side of this - I just really kinda love to explore the Viren/Harrow, Viren & Kpp’Ar, Viren/Lissa relationships, along with Sarai… I also love the slow descent of Viren from carefree boy, to loving dad to errr… not loving dad?
Down side – I could start writing this and find it is totally blown out of the water by the new cannon that will appear this summer and that often derails me, because while I am absolutely able to misread a character and their motivations and level of evil intent, like a fucking pony prancing around a field on a spring day.. I can get oddly OCD about additions to story cannon that mean this could very easily get destroyed and then I would have utterly wasted my time… also there are A LOT of missing pieces to fill in..
Viravos dead souls fic
Urgh, following on from this.. I also thought I could round it off with some vaguely cannon Viren/Aaravos.. um.. two years dead lost souls fic.. that could also be a stand alone. So for some reason my brain did not go down the horny Aaravos emerging from the cocoon s3/s4 gap fic, that people might actually want to read, and instead went to the hey.. what if Aaravos had to give the traumatised soul of Viren two years of therapy, in space, while his body lies on earth stitched in stasis.. anyway, it’s basically a lot of moping and angst between a middle aged man regretting all his life choices and a near eternal elf who has been irreversibly psychologically damaged by 300 years of solitary confinement.. fun times? This is not.. I also want to give them an unrealistic level of softness here because I'm pretty sure Viren will get no happy ending and I want him to have something.. I’m a sap and I have to just deal with this sad fact..
The plus side of this - I guess.. oh.. I don’t even know if there is a plus side.. people might want to read it? Until they discover that for an E rated fic it will really offer them nothing at all.. just slightly traumatised bad sex.. well, haha, that’s all my E rated fic to be fair…
Downside - I cannot really write Viravos to save my life.. meh..
Viren/Kpp’Ar Gothic AU
Alright, I switched this to gothic for more historical leeway and more opportunities for brooding, crazy mansions, resurrection and ghosts in the attic.. anyway.. this is a time when humans have fucked the world up even more fully, when they have destroyed nearly all magical components and dark mages are a dying breed of unhinged self-destructive maniacs that make Jack Parsons look sane.. I have a vague outline for this stitched out that I will probably expound upon in a different post, it’s pretty dumb and deranged and exists mostly so I can write some Viren and Kpp’Ar together..
Plus side of this – I mean despite the fact I’m patchy on the historical details I do love me a bit of gothic - brusque anti-social Kpp’Ar energy, mixed with Viren channelling his inner hysterical lady vibes… (just kidding olden days hysterical girls with smelling salts, you could never be as overwrought as Viren gets in front of a mirror..)
Minus side – this is literally as ridiculous as it sounds, there would be A LOT of plot I would have to write to fill inbetween the main beats, and I would probably have to do a lot of research.. watching old black and white horror films and reading the first 100 pages of gothic novels that I’ll simply forget to finish.. sigh.. okay maybe I’ll do the research and forget the writing..
Cyberpunk AU
Welp.. despite the last one, this is probably the most insane of all my ideas and exists solely because I wanted to ship Viren with Ibis… What? Why did I want to do this? I have literally no idea, except that often for some reason my brain will think.. oh.. I wonder what would happen if those two completely incompatible characters that have no way to actually get together in cannon met up and had a fuckin ridiculous and unlikely relationship that literally no one else in the whole world would care about?
So despite the fact that I know I don’t have a quarter of the world building chops necessary to actually write this, I have thought about it quite a lot..
Dumb things this AU contains:
A physical border between human kingdoms and Xadia where armies are constantly lined up in a don’t blink first cold war scenario…
An online version of the breach that separates the shitty human commodore 64 8-bit level of technology from the apple mac in 100 years sleek levels of advancement the Xadians have achieved..
That humans, god bless their ingenuity, have discovered a way to hook into, in order to try and steal the technology of the five nexus powers and boost themselves out of the depressing state of their own existence..
Defection from Xadia to the human kingdoms by various elves who have grown tired of the 1984 levels of state surveillance imposed on them by the dragons.. and who now work with the humans as primal jumpers, i.e. those who can get into the breach naturally..
Dark jumpers, who are social pariahs with both humans and elves and destroy everything they touch.. as per cannon..
Zero magic in the human kingdoms because they’re so awful of course they’ve destroyed it all, they rely on the dirt and smog of fossil fuels, while Xadia is renewable and magical all the way, but also under the grip of dictatorial state control.. seems like you just can’t have it all eh..
Just the whisper of Aarovos existing out there somewhere in the online breach like Jeff Bridges in Tron Legacy…
Weird pseudo sex pollen stuff that I would really have to remove to stop a decent into pure insanity..
Um.. drugs.. this is cyberpunk and the ONLY cyberpunk type stuff I have read is either by Philip K Dick or is Neuromancer… which means I figure cyber punk just has to involve a heinous amount of drug taking, which is probably inappropriate for a kids cartoon fic..
Alright, this makes total sense in my head but I am aware that trying to write it down makes it sound pretty nuts..
Plus sides – none?
Minus sides – I think those have all be listed above… so I should probably leave this here…
Alright, that's all I have thought about, which is probably for the best..
Honestly I do not know what to do here, maybe work on everything concurrently and finish nothing.. maybe do nothing.. maybe try and learn to draw better so I don’t have to worry so much about writing and plot and pacing and world building.. maybe wait for the sweet inspiration for a one shot of below 15k words to hit me..
..and yet I feel compelled to write SOMETHING.. which sorta sucks..
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MONTHLY MEDIA: December 2022
And so another year draws to a close. It was surely a strange one and I have this weird feeling that 2023 is going to be a good one? Just a hunch. Anywhere here’s all the art I experienced this month.
……….FILM……….
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House (1977) I knew it was gonna be dreamlike and indescribably weird but I was still consistently surprised. Fun and sad and beautiful and again...weird. We watched the interviews included with the Criterion Collection DVD and it added so much. I never would’ve known “Mac” was short for “Stomach”! Just bursting with ideas and I saw someone describe it as a cinematic I Spy and that really resonated. Lots of details that are easily missed so I’ll definitely be watching this again.
Weird: The Al Yankovic Story (2022) Incredible. Everything I wanted (and didn’t know I wanted) out of a Weird Al biopic. I wasn’t expecting so much of the humor to land for me and if you at any point enjoyed a Weird Al song I think you’ll dig this movie.
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Mean Girls (2004) A really great watch, even to this day. Aged better than a lot of teen comedies, though I did find the soundtrack distracting this time? Were teen movie soundtracks always so...shoehorned? Oh well you still can’t beat such classics as “That’s why her hair is so big, it’s full of secrets”, “You go, Glen Coco”, and “get in loser we’re going shopping.” 
Gremlins (1984) An annual holiday tradition and one that really gets me in the Christmas spirit. It’s something about those carolling creatures and them all singing along to Snow White and the Seven Dwarves that does it for me.
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Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (1964) Another annual tradition and the artistry in the Rankin/Bass specials hold up so well.
The Year Without a Santa Claus (1974) Having never seen this before, I was interested in watching a Rankin/Bass film without the lenses of nostalgia. Surprisingly dark in a lot of the story, but just as weird and charming as the other productions.
……….TELEVISION……….
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Andor (Episode 1.01 to 1.01) Season 2 of The Mandalorian was probably the last Star Wars media I’d watched and wasn’t planning on checking this out...until everything I heard was raving about it. You know what? It’s worth checking out. Really great character-driven television that has something to say! I really hope Andor season 2 doesn’t fall into the same trap as The Mandalorian.
Cybergunk (Caleb Gamman, Youtube) Okay I don’t normally include stuff I watch on YouTube but this series made me realize I should! I’ve been burning through Gamman’s catalog but his Cybergunk series is really resonating with me. It feels like it’s explaining the technological stall we’re experiencing right now in a concise and entertaining way. Watch it here.
……….READING……….
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The End of Policing by Alex S. Vitale (Complete) An interesting, and depressing, read. Though to be clear, it’s not a hopeless read. I really appreciated each chapter ending with researched suggestions for reform. It really does make the case that most problems that the US polices are made worse by policing. Maybe some of them wouldn’t even be problems if they weren’t policed? As a non-US reader it definitely acted as a cautionary tale and with that in mind, I wholly recommend.
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Alice: Through the Needle’s Eye by Gilbert Adair (Complete) Books that build off of Carroll’s work is often hit or miss for me. The trend seems to be dark, brooding, and skewing towards YA. Nothing wrong with that but that doesn’t click with me. This. This clicks with me. It’s a spiritual successor to the first two stories in the tone, plotting, and style. You want whimsical poems and wordplay? You got it. You want nonsensical characters? There’s a full cast here. Anyway, big fan.
Spider-Man: Blue by Jeph Loeb and Time Sale (Complete) It just feels right to read this in the winter, you know? All the snowy skyscraper scenes and Peter getting sick from the cold. Classic stuff. 
……….AUDIO……….
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I’m Your Empress Of by Empress Of (2022) Just started listening to this but really digging it so far!
……….GAMING……….
Oz: A Fantasy Role-Playing Setting (Andrews McMeel Publishing) The holidays meant we only played a handful of times but it was a great couple of sessions! The broke into a castle, stole a book, discovered strange rock creatures have infested the Munchkin District’s capital, and more!
Neverland: A Fantasy Role-Playing Setting (Andrews McMeel Publishing) The Mof1 group is spinning a lot of plates at the moment. They’re hunting newts so that they can enter a cave and return an eye to stop a terrible evil from being released. Super fun!
And that’s it. See you in January!
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Opinions (maybe unpopular) on the most popular BC ships
The trope you can't say "no" to and the trope you wouldn't go near?
Also: why did you choose to study Russian? 👀
Alright, I looked at AO3 for the most popular ships and unsurprisingly, Joeleksi is right at the top with uuuh, almost twice as many fics as the next one.
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I like Joeleksi! I think they're cute together and their little dances and the hugs with the pat pat are adorable 🥰 That being said, I understand if people get bored with or want to take a break from reading Joeleksi, just because there's so many of them (they make up 19.7 % of BC fics with a relationship right now).
Joonas/Niko does nothing for me, mainly because I'm not really interested in Niko as a fanfic character in general. I don't know why but he just doesn't do anything for me. I don't dislike stories with him as a main love interest but they don't interest me either.
For Joel/Joonas and Olli/Tommi, it really depends on how it's written. I really liked your -- I forgot the title, but the one where Joonas drags Joel to go ice skating and then comes out to him, that was cute! You know, they're close friends, they spend time together, they support and love each other, it's just cute and sweet.
(Unpopular opinion? I don't love it too much when Joel's depicted as some brooding depressed guy and Joonas as his savior who is determined to drag him out of his headspace/befriend him/force him to meet the other band members/... But I get if people want to write that, too, we only see small parts of how the guys actually are and have to build our fanfic chracterisation on that, so of course everyone gets assigned certain character traits.)
I had more thoughts about this but I'm tired and forgot while I was trying to gather the thoughts into a coherent explanation, sorry. So yeah, I really can just say it depends on how they're written if I like them or not.
I do really love Aleksi/Olli. I don't know why but something about them being more reserved (publically) than most of the others and eventually falling in love just gets me 🥺
Can't keep my answers short, can I? On to the next, oops.
Tropes I can't say no to: Love confessions! First kiss! Both of which go with Friends to Lovers! There was only one bed! Characters sitting/walking and talking about their feelings (with their partner/love interest or a trusted friend)! Coming out (esp. as bi or ace)! Idiots in love!
Tropes I won't go near: Major Character Death, miss me with that. Also reader inserts. I don't like anything too dark or violent either.
I also didn't think I liked Soulmate fics OR vampires AND I have trouble following longer fics, especially with a complicated/not straightforward plot, and now look at what you all have me read:
Our circus, our zoo - soulmates! (@lnights)
Paint me the sun, the moon, and the stars - soulmates! (@mondscheinprinzessin)
my bat, my heart - the most cutest most adorablest vampires ever! (@drippinlou)
(This is how) We Sell Our Lies - so long, so thought-through, so smart and clever (@the-very-rubiest)
"Also: why did you choose to study Russian? 👀"
🥲🥲🥲 I looked at which languages you could do for translation and interpreting at my university, and for everything except Russian, you had to be on at least an A-levels level, and I had never had a single lesson in any of the other languages (Spanish, French, Italian), so my only options were English, which I'd had of course, and Russian, which you could study from scratch. I thought hey, I've always been good at languages and they teach you Russian from zero onwards, that's managable, right? So now I'm here with 5 years for a 3-year degree because I kept failing my grammar classes and also just didn't study enough in general and lost all motivation etc. you know how it is.
Anyway, I still have days and bursts of energy and motivation where I am SO motivated and happy to study Russian, in general I do really love learning languags and about culture stuff, but I think I don't want to keep studying it at university - the constant knowledge in the back of my mind that I HAD to study this and that topic at a certain time or else I'd fail (which I DID, mind you) and have to live with all the consequences really took the enjoyment out of it.
I know it will be harder to keep learning Russian by myself and I'll have to revise a LOT first, but I'll also have the freedom to skip topics I don't care about - sorry, sorry, but I can NOT be bothered to learn about another tsar Alexander or Peter the fiftieth and whatever they did or what the highest mountain or the longest river in Russia is. Or maybe I will! Maybe now, those can be little fun facts to know instead of facts to learn by heart so I'll pass an exam!
So yeah. Picked Russian because it was my only option, loved it at first and grew frustrated more and more, somehow finished it still and am now hoping to get new motivation and especially excitement in learning Russian again! Your fics will certainly help, I'm sure ✨
Also sorry, I'm just incapable of keeping my answers short, it seems.
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10 characters, 10 fandoms, 10 tags
The lovely @bookshelfdreams tagged me (thanks for the tag!) to do this, and while I can't guarantee this will be a coherent list of characters (and reasons why I like them!) hopefully this will help at least make for interesting reading, if not some very un-hinged thoughts at the very least 🤷‍♀️
Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)
Rose was one of my earliest memories of being obsessed with a character. I started watching Doctor Who in about 2006/during season 2 (I would have been about 8/maybe 9 years old at the time) so I missed her initial introduction in season 1, but I went back and rewatched her stuff with the ninth doctor and I just absolutely loved how she was just an ordinary working class girl who wanted to go on adventures (of course I didn't understand that this was the reason why I loved her so much as a kid but yeah..)
Bucky Barnes (MCU)
Look, I know we all have our opinions/ and criticisms on the mcu (which I totally understand) but there was just something about Bucky that I gravitated towards (Probably because I found Sebastian Stan attractive, but I digress.) A young boy who was willingly wanting to go fight in the war to defend his country and then ending up going through arguably the worst kind of trauma that someone could go through. Then to see his journey and story progress through the years, for me, has been a real treat to watch.
Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)
Eddie became a very quick favourite of mine in such a short space of time (partly to Joseph Quinn playing him brilliantly) but I just loved how his character COULD have been this dark, brooding, misunderstood teen, but he was ACTUALLY a very sweet and warm character, despite what everyone else thought of him. He was just a funky little metal-head D&D nerd, and I loved him for that. I just really need him back for series 5 Please!!
Orla McCool (Derry Girls)
Again, Orla was just someone I gravitated towards, I can't quite put my finger on why, I just really liked her giddy optimism and strange but sweet outlook on things!
Harley Quinn (DCEU) is that what it's called sorry idk about these things! 🤦‍♀️
Margot Robbie's Harley Quinn is very special to me (Especially in her post Suicide Squad era) because she's outlandish and wacky, but also incredibly smart and quick. I'd read a handful of Harley comics and I just think she's really cool.
Elphaba Thropp (Wicked The Musical)
I can't really speak too much about her novel version because I haven't read enough of the book to form an opinion, but stage Elphaba has my entire heart. She's unapologetic in standing up for what she believes in and fighting what she believes is right, and I admire that about her.
Mabel Mora (Only Murders in the Building)
More so I love her relationship between Oliver and Charles, but Mabel's willingness to get stuck in and try to help to solve murders alongside her two slightly older friends was a very interesting dynamic to watch! Also I would kill to have her outfits because girls got style.
Gina Linetti (Brooklyn Nine-Nine)
How could you not love the absolute self-confidence and bravado of Gina Linetti! She was as will forever be the most <3
Tecna (Winx Club)
Although I sat through both seasons of that bad neflix adaptation, nothing compares to the original cartoon in my eyes (at least the first 4 seasons anyway.) I think it has something to do with how it captured my attention as a kid because the idea of pretty fairies to me as a child was very appealing! I think (although the whole group had their own merits) Tecna was my favourite even just from a character design standpoint.
Becky Lynch (WWE)
I don't know if this technically counts since she's a real person, and considering I haven't watched WWE for a while but Becky's in-ring persona, was always a fascinating and exciting watch for me! Especially finding her feet as 'Becky-Two-Belts' and her being 'The Man', she was strong, powerful and for a long time under-rated as a performer, but I loved her so so much!
Tagging (sorry I'm not tagging 10 people, also don't feel like you have to do this at all!)
@the-odd-aardvadillo @unlimiteddream90 @lucyferchrist @ndj-blogs @smute @pherre @amidalasweets @theravensdreamer
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ask-the-unlucky-few · 23 days
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Intro Post!
This blog is an ask blog for 'The Unlucky Few', a DND party that takes place specifically in the Icespire Peak Campaign. This is this friend group's first attempt at hosting an ask blog, so bear with us! We'll also be reblogging any stuff associated with these guys. (art, writing, memes, yada yada)
Rules:
No NSFW asks, 3/4 of us are minors, so if you did.... that's weird man. not ok.
Be patient with us, we're doing this for fun.
Don't be rude about our art/characters, it's unneeded. Preferably don't insult in character if you actually want to be answered, lol.
Do be silly! this is a silly concept in general so.
Trigger Warnings will be updated when we find the time, but be warned that most of these guys have pretty dark backstories.
Anyway, with that boring stuff out of the way, time to introduce the characters! (If this goes not-terribly, we'll add more!)
Pangari Caldwell
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(She/Her, 29, Human Warlock, Asks are Answered by mod M)
Best (affectionately) described as your local disaster goth girlfriend, Pan is probably the most likely to answer questions. (The truth of the answers... well... they'll depend on how deep your questions are.) Charismatic (but also very petty), she takes on the role of face of the party. She... uh, doesn't like Kev very much. Her and Elpis get along well, though.
Kevvoril Sebastian
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(He/Him, 29, Half-Elf Monk, asks are answered by Mod A)
Dry and dull compared to Pan's charisma, Kev plays the literal (British) straight man to the rest of the party's shenanigans. If you manage to get him to respond (he's not exactly... talkative), he'll at least respond honestly, but maybe with a bit too much detail or general brooding. Probably both. As stated above, Kev and Pan do not get along. The characters he's closest to are Sasha and Henry (neither of which are askable.... atm.)
Elpis
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(She/Her, 26, Tiefling Bard, Asks answered by Mod P)
Despite her devious grin, Elpis is probably the least intense out of the bunch. She's introverted, so getting her to answer an ask might be a little bit difficult. She'll be answering pretty honestly. Probably. She's definitely pretty silly, though. Her life has been rough but she's less outwardly depressed about it. Fair warning, though, she's loosely based off of hit character Patroclus from hit piece of literature The Illiad. She's just waiting for her Achilles to be able to be asked things.
Zephyrine Cirrus
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(She/Her, 19, Air Genasi Rogue, Asks answered by Mod M + Mod E)
Zeph is a fairly relatable character for us tumblr users. A fairly moody teen, who would much rather be reading than actually socializing with people. She'll answer your asks, but will seem generally bored of them unless they're about a favorite novel, or something similar. She's not exactly the most fleshed out of these guys, but she's chilling.
Nemorae Alloway
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(He/Him, 17, Air Genasi Ranger, Asks answered by Mod E, and I promise the second version isn't his design. usually. you can request it though)
Nemo, the poor little sad guy he is, will probably not answer incredibly clearly. He's that kind of pathetic teenager that you see frequenting the 'not very cool kids' table. He's not horrible to be around in the slightest, he just makes you consistently sad. His problems are of a different variety to Pan's, Kev's and Elpis', but they still make you feel bad.
More will come! Eventually. Eventually....
Here's a quick intro to the mods: - Mod M (she/they) (the one writing all of this! woo!!): I'm Pan's player, and I'm the main manager of this. (I helped draw the icon!) - Mod E (She/any): Drew Pan and Kev, and will be acting as assistant manager basically. She's the player behind Nemo, and is probably the most passionate of all of us about this blog. - Mod A (He/him): Kev's player, but only sometimes will be answering these. He'll answer pretty exclusively for Kev. He doesn't draw, so it'll prob be Mod M or Mod E drawing responses. - Mod P (They/Them): Elpis' player, and the one behind her art. They'll probably be drawing Elpis (and their other characters) if you send any of em any asks. They're the only one without tumblr.
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Words of love
Manic Panic- When I first found out I got you as my Secret Santa I was super stoked! I have fallen in love with your work time and time again as this past year has gone on through your drabbles, banter, and even our DND sessions. I am not always attentive and honestly, I have ADHD so bad that I'm not sure which browser in my head is running, how many, or where the music is coming from, but you never hesitate to welcome me into the fold and shenanigans that the Bat Fam is getting into. I value your friendship and I love how you encourage everyone's muse around you. You are such a bright light wrapped up into a Dark Knight here to save everyone from their writer's block and bullshit. I'm not the only one who feels this way and on down you will see the others that have reached out to add to my little love fest here! Happy Holidays Bat Dad. We love you and your brooding face!
J. -
God, I'm so not good at this mushy gushy stuff, BUT! It's Christmas, and part of a present, soooo…
I know I've told you time and time again how happy I am that we stumbled across each other, how grateful I am to have you as a writing partner and friend, and how incredible your writing is, but here I am, telling you one more time. (And I'll probably still tell you like a bajillion times more.) What you do? It's special. You really do have this innate ability to encapsulate Bruce's character— you give him life, and you bring a uniqueness to him through your words that cannot be replicated. And I think that comes from your own experiences on the other side of the screen. You're such a talent, and it doesn't hurt that you're so kind. And funny! That's always a win in my book.
Anyway, I don't want this to turn into a long, rambling tangent about how great you are, which it very well could, so let me just say that I adore you, I hope that you have an amazing Christmas, and I look forward to cooking up more stories with you.
Love, -J.
BOY WONDER - OKAY SO. I'M NOT SURE HOW I'M GONNA SUM UP HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU IN ONE PARAGRAPH, BUT WE'RE GONNA TRY. You are so special to me literally my best friend, the person who can make me laugh when I'm raging or wanna cry, and the one I know I can always count on to be in my corner no matter what. You're literally so talented like… sometimes I'm legit baffled by the beauty that is your writing. And now I'm not exaggerating No matter what character you're writing, whether it be a canon or oc you put every bit of that talent into them, and you dive in deep, getting to know them and expanding and it's just sdfjklsdf AWESOME okay. I love it. And I love every single connection we've ever made. Part of why I try to drag your ass around with me wherever I go but seriously. You do so much, not just for me but for everyone you come into contact with. You're generous and always quick to uplift and encourage people. And I for one would be completely lost without you. I'm pretty sure this is for your SS gift so MERRY CHRISTMAS and I love you and I can't wait to see your reaction to reading how much other people love you as well. xoxox GUNFIGHT - Bruce. Old Man. Your creativity is off the charts my guy. Reading your stuff is always an absolutely amazing experience no matter what character it is from. Your drabbles, to poetry, to replies, the writing always flows in a way no one else can match. Though some may try. But also your edits are cool af and bantering once in a blue moon is always fun. MEOWY CATMAS - Waynetech is one of the most supportive people I’ve met in this site, always encouraging others and sharing their work. He goes out of his way to make everyone feel welcome and included and he’s even nice to people who write the same character he does. This community could use more people like him.
BELIEVES IN LOVE - What can I say about Wayne Tech? They're a beautiful writer that captures Bruce so fantastically. They truly build a world and suck you right into it making you feel every last emotion and allowing for you to see the scene so well it's like you're watching a movie. They are also such a lovely friend and I'm so grateful that I've met them.
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britesparc · 2 years
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Weekend Top Ten #539
Top Ten Things I’ve Suggestion to my Daughter That She Refuses to Consider
As is my custom, when one of my brood hits a birthday, I turn my Top Ten over to them, to pick whatever listings take their fancy. My eldest, who has just had a Significant Birthday this last week, has decided – as is her wont – to use this facility to mock me.
How very dare she, etc.
So what we have here, then, is a list of various things I have recommended to her at some point. Movies I have unsuccessfully pitched for on family movie nights. TV series I thought she’d enjoy. Books that she should, as a person what is good at reading and likes doing it and stuff, have a crack at. At all turns I am dismissed, because chief among my daughter’s interests is Disagreeing with Me. In a manner very much like John Constantine immediately lighting a cigarette after being cured of cancer, Daughter #1 will gladly curtail her own enjoyment if said enjoyment proves I might have been right about something. To whit, the very act of my recommendation instantly makes any endeavour unpalatable to her. She mainlines contrariness. She luxuriates in spite.
None of this is unexpected. Whereas I was always quite stoked by the various films my parents described to me – Close Encounters, Pale Rider, whatever – I do know kids like to find their own route down the mountain, and don’t want to follow in the footsteps of their parents. They also like to just be dicks about it sometimes, and that’s fine too. I just thought maybe she’d have waited till her teens before this all kicked in, but I guess that’s progress for you.
Anyway, here you go: a special daughter birthday list of things she’s deliberately denying herself just to make me sadder. Tt, as Batman would say. Tt indeed.
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Batman: Mask of the Phantasm (1993): my kids are certainly not super-phobic, and Daughter #1 in particular is a bit of an animation nut, so this film could go down well. But I’ve gone on about how excellent it is to such an extent that it’s anathema to her now. I mean, I dunno; maybe it’s a bit slow and serious for her tastes. But it’s a masterpiece, goddammit.
Indiana Jones (1982-2023): it’s tricky finding the right ground for adventure movies, because while they like Star Wars, they’ve not shown much in the way of enthusiasm for similar action-oriented films. There’s so much here that they’d find cool, including Marion Ravenwood; my kids are big on spunky female leads. And Han Solo is my youngest daughter’s favourite Star Wars character. But no. this is always refused. As Daughter #1 says, “I don’t like Nazis but I still don’t want to see their faces melted.”
She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018-20): this one is irritating, because she was watching this show. I don’t think I even introduced it to her! I think she found it herself! But I’d gotten into it and I wanted to see how it all panned out, whereas she drifted away and couldn’t be mithered. And so whenever I suggested she watch it, she refused. And now it’s on this list. Bah.
DuckTales (1987-90; 2017-21): she likes all these different daft cartoons, like The Loud House or Teen Titans Go!, so I thought she’d like this. Whether it’s the vintage eighties version or the modern update, what’s not to love about Duckburg? And sure enough she gave it a whirl but then refused to go further. Having said that, I don’t feel I’ve really gone on about it too much, so maybe she just didn’t like it.
His Dark Materials (Philip Pullman, 1995-2000): Daughter #1 is a voracious reader, at a reading level far above her actual age. So I think it’d be beneficial to stretch herself a little bit, reading books meant for older kids. The problem, of course, is balancing complexity of language with complexity of tone; what teen books are suitable for a pre-teen? I thought this would fit the bill, especially as she likes a lot of serialised adventure narratives. But thus far, she’s refused to give it a try. Maybe coz I said it was one of my favourite books.
Willow (1988): another example of me wanting us all to sit down of a Friday night and watch a family-focused adventure movie. Especially because there’s a TV series out soon! I love Willow, and I reckon the kids would be into it too. Except not, because denying my enjoyment has to take priority.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (from 1984): effectively a slight-less-wacky Teen Titans Go!, TMNT is – in its myriad forms – really the sort of thing that would be up Birthday Girl’s street, apart from the fact I’ve suggested she might enjoy it. I don’t mind what version she watches, I still think it’d be cool. Maybe she’ll get into the new game. Probably not.
The Marvel Cinematic Universe (from 2008): see, this one’s a bit weird. It’s true that I do bang on about the MCU an awful lot. But she has shown some interest: she wanted to watch Iron Man, until she found the desert attack at the beginning too intense; and she recently watched (and allegedly enjoyed) The First Avenger, even if she didn’t cry when he fell on the grenade like all good-hearted people do. I honestly think this is in part a reaction to both me and my wife suggesting Ant-Man a few times, and also just generally her attacking me where I’m most vulnerable. She’s a proper Thanos, this one.
Ghostbusters (1984): I’m gonna be honest, I’ve never really earnestly suggested this one, because Daughter #1 is of a rather sensitive disposition and I honestly think she’d be utterly freaked out by the library ghost and the terror dogs and stuff. I mean, I used to find that terrifying in the eighties, but that was also the thrill. Anyway, she refuses, which is fine in this instance, because I’d quite like to avoid having to explain what that ghost is doing to Dan Aykroyd’s trousers.
The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins, 2008-10): I don’t wanna short-change you here, but this is just His Dark Materials all over again. Except a bit more annoying, because whilst I can see her bouncing off the intricacies of HDM, I think she’d actually get really into Katniss murdering children left, right, and centre. Anyway, the odds of her getting over herself and giving it a whirl are not in our favour. That was a joke.
My main takeaway from all this is that Star Wars and Transformers aren’t on the list, so there’s hope.
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beeish · 3 years
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the fact that my high school student operated creative writing and art journal acts so fucking pretentious and then complains about not having enough good submissions for their magazine really gets my goose
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teyvattherapist · 3 years
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Hello, hello~ I see you opened your requests and I LOVE it.
Can I request a gn!reader with Diluc, Xiao and Albedo who are trying to confess to the reader, but always failed because reader is too busy and is like "sorry need to go." or "I have something to do."?
In the end they confronted them and won't let them go so they finally can confess properly!
I hope you know what I mean ^.^
Have a nice day, have fun and thank you🙌
-Anon (because I don't want my friends to find out I read stuff like this ;-;)
Haha, I'm glad! Sorry for the wait and welcome to my blog! I hope you enjoy<3
tags: gn!reader x Albedo, Diluc, Xiao(separate), fluff, tsundere Xiao, flustered Diluc, Albedo is the only normal one for once wow, busy busy bees.
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Albedo
-The least annoyed over this as the others. Still kind of annoyed. But not nearly as much.
-Albedo is also really busy, so trying to clear his schedule to meet your schedule and then you're even more busy its.. He doesn't do good with relationships as is.
-The last to assume you are avoiding him tbh. He's smart but he doesn't understand social cues well enough to draw that conclusion.
-This is why he has lured you to dragonspine because he "needs help".
-cant run now bitch -Khoi Dao as Albedo probably.
Teal eyes watch you as you place the appropriate items where they need to go in his little camp. He had asked you to aid him in organizing his camp, every time he does it it just gets messed up minutes later anyways, he said. You reached up, placing some assorted trinkets on one of the shelves in the small camp. When you turn back towards the alchemist he’s holding his pencil to his pad of paper, but his eyes are trained on you.
“What else do we need to do here? I need to get back to Mond-”
“Ahem, I do believe myself to be in love with you. And I would like to pursue a romantic relationship should you feel the same.” Albedo sounds so casual about it you almost didn’t process what he just exclaimed. He gave you a moment, setting his notepad down on the small wooden table while he waited.
You let out an awkward laugh as you examined him, his expression remained as it usually did. “You’re not kidding?” He shakes his head. “Oh well-” You clear your throat, stepping closer to him and reaching out to him. He takes your hands in his, intertwining your fingers. “I do really have to get back to Mondstadt, but I feel the same.” You squeeze his hands and he returns the gesture.
Thankfully Kaeya’s advice paid off..
Diluc
-Help him. He’s tried so many times. What do you MEAN you need to go to Liyue for a weekend? Why do you need to take on Bennett’s commissions? Can you stand still for two seconds.
-No. No you can’t. Straight up thinks you’re avoiding him for some reason. Too salty to ask anybody for assistance in this matter. Just kind of broods.
-Sees you while he’s out doing his darknight hero duties and decides now is a great time to corner you in, what normal non Diluc people consider, the weirdest way possible.
-Aka he just kind of drops down from wherever the hell this Batman impersonator was hiding.. Directly in front of you. This was not how he intended to do this but it was getting ridiculous and Kaeya was making fun of him so here he is.
"Ah! Diluc! Archons, my heart." You press a hand to your chest as you meet his gaze. His jaw is set and he somehow seems more annoyed than usual. You lower your hand as his eyes flick away from your form, glancing down the dark streets of Mondstadt. "Is something wrong? You're out quite late." You smile at him and he finally looks back at you.
"Pardon my boldness, but given your recent schedule I have been unable to find a better time for this." He steps closer and you tilt your head, waiting for him to continue what he was going to say. "I would like to take you out to dinner sometime." He adjusts his gloves as he waits for the momentarily stunned silence to pass. Did he always do this when he was nervous…?
"Sure! I'll be free this weekend. Is anybody else joining us?" His smile is awkward, forced maybe? At your words.
"I meant romantically." Diluc clarifies, clearing his throat as warmth spreads to his cheeks. He could only hope his face didn't match his hair. Spoiler alert, it does.
You rub the back of your neck, not expecting this of all things on your walk home from commissions. "I'd love to, Diluc. I'll see you at five on Saturday." You pat his chest as you walk by him in the direction of your home. Leaving a stunned, very flustered wine tycoon.
Xiao
-THIS GUY. The most annoyed AND the most broody.
-He has never felt like this before, and so he’s stepping out of his comfort zone to even tell you! And then you just? Cut him off? And run away?!
-Tries only once, the moment you’re out of his line of sight he just sort of up and disappears from Wangshu Inn? He just leaves!
-You find out from Verr, because she wants to know if you’ve seen him. "Last I saw him he was going to tell you he likes you." She says with a smile as if she didn't know he disappeared because he didn't manage to say it. Sneaky.
-So this is how you end up trying to lure him in with offers of almond tofu and annoyingly calling out ‘Adeptus Xiao!’ over and over again like he’s a grumpy cat(he is.)
Black and teal swirls of smoke appeared before you and you could only sigh in relief, this had taken the better half of your day. The smoke soon dissipated, Xiao replacing it with his typical scowl. “What do you want?” His tone is harsh, harsher than usual. But at least he isn’t dead or whatever, so you had that going for you.
“I heard some very interesting information from Verr Goldet!” You inform him, holding up the container of almond tofu, it jiggled. His amber eyes snap to the almond tofu, reaching out and snatching the container from you with a huff. A grumpy cat, indeed. “I have a few days off from commissions, would you like to tell me anything?” You clasp your hands behind your back, bouncing on the balls of your feet.
“No.”
“Okay! Well, guess I’ll go then- Check in with Verr Goldet ok?” Xiao grabs your wrist before you could take more than a step away from him, polearm disappearing to make room for your arm. “Hm? Something wrong, Xiao?”
“Do not make me say it.”
“Say what?”
Xiao huffs but doesn’t let go of your wrist, this was so embarrassing. He knew you knew, you knew he knew you knew. Why bother with this charade? Though, he supposed, this humour of yours is partially what had drawn him to you. Xiao mumbles something under his breath and you lean in closer to hear him. “This is stupid, I like you.” He mumbles, again.
“There we go, was that so hard? I-”
“It was.”
“I like you too, Xiao. Let’s go back to the inn and enjoy that tofu.”
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