#sorry for tag rambling on your submission lol

[justwhumpythings]

underrated spin on the forced to watch trope that i wish was used more: caretaker somehow gains access to or gets stuck in whumpee's mind and therefore gets a front row seat to years' worth of painful, traumatic memories.

Yesss, nice one!

#submission #whump #tropes #whump tropes #fanfic prompt #emotional whump #support character #i was revisiting some old loki whump fantasies the other night #(fancied some more traditional whump with blood and stuff than what i'm mostly about these days) #and remembered a scenario i used to enjoy #where loki has been redeemed and is working with the avengers now #and the threat of thanos is looming but he can't convince them to take thanos with the right amount of seriousness #so he agrees to use scarlet witch's powers to share his memories of his time on the thanos' ship with thor #(on condition that he won't re-experience them) #and thor is horrified by all the torture loki was put through that he never really told him about #ah good times #😈 #sorry for tag rambling on your submission lol

[karamell-sweetz]

welcome to my blog!

time to remake my info post :D

BASICS

my name is karamell! its a pleasure to meet ya :D

i go by she/her and am cis female :3 not too fussed abt pronouns tho!

at present i am 16, my birthday is the 16th of june. i’m australian + filipino, so sorry if i post something at an ungodly hour for your timezone lmao

this blog will be for my fandom reblogs, art and countless ramblings! i have a separate account dedicated to undertale multiverse content -> @karamellz-multiverse-l0g (i don’t post there a lot because undertale is on the backburner for now!) i’m currently aiming to get into an animation course for university, so all my art is working towards that :3

i am also self-appointed chairwoman of the rui kamishiro fanclub! not that that’s too important… but i like saying it lol

BYF

i don’t tag my reblogs/queue usually so uhh good luck poring through that >< all of my original posts are tagged for convenience though, you can find my tags in the search bar :3

in relation to that i’m VERY multifandom so srry if you get bombarded with stuff that doesn’t relate to you haha! but hopefully you’ll like the stuff i rb too, i’m a firm believer in the power of brainrot spreading and most of my fandoms are from the same niche anyway!

i dont have a dni because realistically i cant rlly control who sees my stuff, but if you or the stuff you post make me uncomfortable i’ll just block you. no hard feelings <3

FANDOMS + FAV LIST

project sekai - rui kamishiro, tsukasa tenma, wxs, n25, okay actually its everyone i love proseka soo much

vocaloid - miku, una + deco*27, n-buna, kikuo, pinocchio-p, inabakumori, picco, harumakigohan, maiki-p

d4dj - unichørd, hapiara, lyrilily

bandori - pasupa, morfonica, hhw, ras

enstars - trickstar, alkakurei

love live - rina tennoji, shioriko mifune, hanamaru kunikida, ruby kurosawa, you watanabe, ayumu uehara

fragaria memories - romarriche

milgram - amane, yuno, mahiru

undertale (utmv) - xtale, ink, murder time trio

danganronpa - shuichi saihara, kaede akamatsu, k1-b0

twisted wonderland - heartslabyul (deleted the game because UGH the grind)

denonbu - harajuku district

revue starlight - lalafin, karen, aruru (i love all of them tho)

cookie run kingdom - had a very minor fling with this one so you won’t see it a lot

genshin impact - also minor fling, have not played past liyue. solely here for the banger character designs

other things you may see: lalaloopsy + other doll lines from that era, mlp, warrior cats, cute art i think is nice, lunime gacha games (i was very much a ‘gacha kid’ back in its prime), puyo puyo, writing stuff, THE COLOUR PINK, webcore, memes, cool crafts, yorushika, other teenage girl things idk

TAGS

karamell yells - ramblings and random stuff, may include headcanons and analysis

karamell doodles - my art! mostly fanart at the moment

karamell’s wips - works in progress (stuff i’ll never finish probably)

karamell’s pocket - posts i want to come back to

karamell gaming - random game screenshots

karamell rolls the gacha - my gacha pulls of varying luck

karamell’s mailbox - asks, submissions, tag games, all that fun stuff

karamell’s rq pile - drawing requests (which are always open btw, feel free to send some in if you’d like!)

karamell stop missing the blonde clown - thirsty? brainrot posts about tsukasa tenma because boy do i love him

karamell’s confections - various big projects (videos, edits, etc). all the cool stuff i make that isn’t normal art basically

karamell’s burning pile of ocs - see image below:

(utmv submissions for this will be posted on my sideblog)

when in doubt. rui scribble - various random scribbles of rui kamishiro because i like drawing him

karamell asks a question - mostly polls and stuff i need help with

TAGS FOR MINI-SERIES

karamell’s project precure au - project sekai x precure (updates never)

wxs revue au - project sekai x revue starlight (updates randomly)

karamell’s birthday treat cafe - food-themed fandom birthday drawings (on break for a bit)

kamikou seniors trio - tsukasa ena rui posts because i want them to hang out

the mizuruiena agenda continues - mizuki rui ena hanging out

rui dress agenda - rui in dresses what did you expect

rui fanclub sekai - read my blog description. just silly things about a hypothetical rui fanclub

FIND ME!

youtube - karamell-sweetz!

tiktok - karamell.sweetz

ao3 - mirai_spxrk

pinterest - karamellxsweetz

art fight - karamellxsweetz

FRIEND ID (GLOBAL SERVERS ONLY)

bandori - 4636316 (karamellxshowtime!) (i might be out of friend space tho)

d4dj - ffzoJpPf (mirai.chørd)

project sekai - 168505012555628545 (karamellxshowtime)

enstars - 7709727947 (karamelloid)

starira - 1324761851 (revue.sweetz)

that should be all. enjoy your stay on my silly little corner of the internet!! 🫶

#PINNED POST #karamell yells

[zombunny-06]

Hello! I hope you don't mind this submission. I noticed you weren't accepting asks and didn't feel comfortable sending a direct message. I noticed your tags on the flip phone post and wanted to let you know that you can actually still get those style of cellphones even today. They're actually very predominant in places like Japan, and manufacturers are still producing them. You can even get one with smartphone functionality so you don't lose out on any of the modern phone benefits while still having that old school aesthetic.

Here's an example if you're curious! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qotTaPWymME

You don't need to post this to your Tumblr if you don't want to. Just wanted to offer up some info in the chance you weren't already aware. Take care!

Hi!!!!!

So sorry for taking literally forever to respond x-x tysm for taking the time to drop an ask!!!

I do know about modern flipphones, esp in places like Japan and Korea. They're so adorable and stylish, and just looking at them makes me unreasonably happy lol.

It makes me miss the 2000s of America w all of those weird ass phones w gimmicks that weren't really needed but were just put in bc they were fun. And I think that's the missing component nowadays. Everything has to be slick and clean and "professional", all bland and white. It sucks to see all the personality and innovation vanish for plain glass rectangles.

Anyway, sorry for the ramble. I actually found another flipphone on YouTube from Japan!! It's painfully adorable, has a ton of quirky little features and cute ringtones, and might even come in English if what I've heard in the comments is correct.

https://youtu.be/Mmpk85cYIbA

Tbh this lil device perfectly encapsulates what I was talking about. There's so many things in this phone that they didn't need to include that they just did for the hell of it.

They didn't need to add all of the ringtones or photo editing features or games or touchscreen w stylus but they did simply because it was fun for their users to play around with. That kind of genuine care and passion is what makes funky little flipphones like these worth more than a thousand iphones in my mind, even if they're less convenient to use.

Either way, if flipphones don't make a comeback in the states, I at least hope we can get the ones with the sliding keyboards back.

#submission #thanks again! #phones #phone #flipphone #2000s tech #japanese technology #kawaii #cute things #technology #ask #rambles #rants

[spacetrashfallingdown]

Hello fellow Deankin! Thank you for the tips; I was having an existential crisis lol. Winter tips would be great as well, whenever you have a moment! I am in fact more or less doing what you suggested already, so glad to know I was right. (I got a brown leather bracelet and a silver ring that I wear more or less every day.) Currently wearing an olive green button up over a black T. Love the tag #weclownsneedtosticktogether. (Just don't tell Sam. 😉)

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Hi! Sorry for the long wait, I was collecting my thoughts. I didn't actually expect you to want my advice so I was overjoyed to see you in my inbox. Quick note: these sort of things work better as asks, rather than submission.

But to the point. Depending on where you live you may not be able to fully keep dressing like Dean in the winter just FYI. But! A thing I came up with initially to properly execute my Dean cosplay during an autumn comic con is putting on a secret layer under the t-shirt. Like a tank top, just so you can keep your jacket unbuttoned.

If you're still cold you can buy some really thick flannels that are basically portable blankets. A proper millimeter of warmth. I generally get my plaid from Diverse on discount.

You can also wear a henley on, tho I haven't tested that personally. Dean also wears hoodies in the later seasons (and in 1x08), I guess? It doesn't really have the vibe in my opinion. Unless you are going for sickly and dying faith Dean, which, respectable.

For the legs, there's some really thick jeans, I have one's that are ripped and have patches also made of denim so they're almost two layer. But! You can also wear leggings under the jeans or, personal favourite upcoming, knee socks. Long socks are great because once you are in warmth you can always drop them to your ankles to avoid overheating. There are quite a lot of winter combat boots so that's an obvious choice.

Back to tops, there's also this sweaters that have a high collar closed in front with a zipper/buttons. Those look Dean-ish to me.

Very glad I could help and uh Ramble On?

#submission #spn adjacent

[glassand-grass]

You are probably going to wan to kill me but just trying to bring you out of your comfort zone and maybe I’ll make a love connection for you lol

22. Tag someone you think is hot.

30. Tag someone you want to talk to but have been too shy to message.

40. Do you have a crush on any of your mutuals?

GIRL WHY YOU DO THIS TO ME 😫😂

22. Tag someone you think is hot.

(This one is going to be answered a bit differently and not so much in terms of “hot” or to spark anything. Idk I ended up rambling on the answer too much 😩)>> I mean this in the most respectful way possible as she has a partner, but I think @hell-is-a-teenage-girll is absolutely gorgeous and so stunning 😩, she gleams confidence in her photos and her aesthetic is amazing. I love how she’s so helpful and kind to anyone who comes to her asking for advice and questions, her openness about being stone has helped me understand some feelings and questions I had about myself and realizing that I finally found part of my identity and who I am, which is stone and she makes me feel valid about it. I like how she’s comfortable and confident with sharing parts of her relationship with her partner with us on tumblr because they’re literally the cutest frickin couple on this planet and honestly they are part of the reason that I felt comfortable coming out as bi and submissive because their relationship is just so beautiful and I admire them so much. (Sorry this one got kinda mushy and way off topic 😩)

30. Tag someone you think is hot but have been too shy to message.

jfc uhhhh god damn why is this so hard GIRL IM STRUGGLIN YOU REALLY BE OUT HERE CALLING ME OUT HUH. IM FUCKING SHY AF I DONT SLIP INTO THE DMS FOR THAT REASON 😩😩 IGHT FINE we’ll rip the bandaid @ernesthemingwayerotica *chefs kiss* 🤌🏼🥴

40. Do you have a crush on any of your mutuals?

i crush on all of my mutuals, some respectfully ☺️, some disrespectfully 🥴😂

#my asks #bamababygirl-7 #🥰mutuals🥰 #you’re right I wanna kill you for this 😂😂 #jk jk you’re a sweetie pie for looking out for me 🥰🥰🥰

[alediawrites]

It’s Always Been You (1)

Joe Goldberg x Reader

Summary: You walk into a certain bookstore and Joe decides you’re the one. 

Warnings: It’s Joe, stalkerish behavior, curse words, overall problem with control and obsessiveness lol, lil bit of fluff 

Author: First piece I’m posting on tumblr!! Plz leave me feedback and let me know if you guys want part 2 🥺

Masterlist , Series Masterlist 

I pick up another book, wiping the cover off with my sleeve. I rehome The Crucible to it’s correct shelf and sigh. The audacity of some people. Picking up books and handling them like it’s nothing, and then carrlessly dump;ing them wherever they see fit. It’s an outrage. 

Well, hello there. Who are you? 

I move calmly but quickly around the cashier stand to get a better view. 

You’re young, and overwhelmingly…. cute. Your shy eyes scan the store before making your way further in. You have a book bag slung over your shoulder, so maybe you’re a student. 

You’re wearing jeans and a baggy, plain black sweatshirt, too baggy. You have dark circles under your eyes but your eyes still shine behind the dim exterior. Who hurt you? Who could have possibly made you want to hide in all that fabric and avoid eye contact with everyone who looked your way? 

You move to the romance section, picking up a few before quickly putting them back. Oh? Maybe you’ve had a bad record with romance. Your moves are calculated, like your scared to misstep. But you put every book away correctly. I like you for that. 

You walk further down, settled on... horror? That’s not what I expected. You scream innocent and quiet, but maybe there’s more to you. It’s okay, I’ll figure you out eventually. You grab a book I can’t make out, and your eyes light up even more and then there it is, a smile. 

For a second my heart misses a beat and I find myself smiling too. 

You only grab the one book, and you find your way to the counter. 

To me. 

You look up and you look startled. 

No no no, don’t look scared! 

And then I see the slight flush on your cheeks, and I almost kiss you right there. You find me attractive, don’t you? Your reaction is surprising, someone as attractive as you must get out in the dating world often. But I sense that you’re different, maybe introverted. But it’s okay, it only makes me fall for you more. 

“H-hi,” Your voice is deeper than I imagined, but so incredibly soft and soothing. 

I grab the book from you gingerly, our fingers brushing. 

I scan the book, glancing up at you and smiling. I know you’re shy by now, and you probably won’t make the first move. 

“David J. Schow?” I hold up the book and you flush once again. “He’s not that well known, but he’s a terrific author. You have good taste.” 

“Yeah, I was excited when I saw it, almost no one carries physical copies of his books anymore. Plus he’s a horror genius, the way he writes is completely unsettiling but so intelligent at the same ti-,” You swallow thickly. “Sorry, I ramble.” 

You fiddle with the band of your bag, looking down at your feet. You must be oh so insecure. So maybe you need a protector. Someone dominant but soft enough not to scare you. 

Well mystery girl, I’m your guy. 

“No no no, you’re absolutely right. And let me guess, you don’t own a kindle.” 

You laugh, and it’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard. 

“No, not really into funding the eventual takeover of e-books. I prefer hard copies.” You smile cheekily. I chuckle.

I hand you your books, being sure to make our hands brush again. You blush again.

Jesus, have you never been touched? It’s okay. When we’re together, I'll make sure to touch you often. You deserve it. 

“So… Is this the only book you have by him? I looked a little bit but I didn’t see it.” 

You smile shyly, and- is this your way of flirting with me? You like me, pushing yourself out of your comfort zone, just for me. You’re brave. I know that you’re capable of loving me the same heart crushing way I’ll love you.

“Unfortunately it is,” I lie, “I can order some in for you though, it’ll only take a couple of days.” I need to see you again, so I can let our relationship escalate normally.

“Wow, really, you’d do that?” 

“Of course, it’s really no problem.” 

“Well… Thank you,” you pause, looking at the small silver name tag on my apron, “Joe.” 

You reach your hand out and fuck me, your hands are so small, dainty fingers reaching for mine. I oblige and grasp them. 

“My name’s Y/n. For future reference.” 

Y/n, my Y/n. 

“I’ll be sure to remember it.” I hold eye contact with you for a second longer than necessary and you pull your hand away rather quickly and put a strand of your hair behind your ear. 

“Well I’ll stop by in a couple days. I’ll probably be finished with this too, I’ll tell you about it.” You smile and look at me through your lashes. 

The way you say it is almost like you’re asking me, you, Y/n, are truly a submissive. I wonder how that will translate in the bedroom- when we get to that level of the relationship, of course. Because I’m willing to play this game, Y/n. I’m willing to charm my way into your life and take things slow, just for you. It’s you. 

It’s always been you. 

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[simplybakugou]

The Way You Make Me Feel

↝ Being in a new relationship with your best friend can be scary, especially when your words make him blush.

BINGO SPACE: Pet Names

PROMPT: “You’re adorable when you’re flustered.”

⋆ PAIRING: prohero!midoriya x fem!reader ⋆ WARNINGS/TAGS: fluff, cute :) ⋆ WORD COUNT: 1635

A/N: here’s my submission for @bnhabookclub​’s Celebrating Deku event for his birthday, so this is my way of doing something for his birthday :)This is also for the bingo event that’s going on in the server. 

BTW, this is my first time writing for deku and basically any character other than bakugou so i’m sorry if this was total trash, i’m just not used to it lol. 

FULL BINGO MASTERLIST

✐posted 07.15.2020✐

The TV was blaring louder than usual as you were cooking breakfast, your head turning every now and then to pay attention to the news as well as make sure you didn’t burn your house down. But you knew you had to tune into what was going on, especially since your boyfriend was the one the reporters were talking about.

Not every girl was able to say that they were going out with the Midoriya Izuku: the number one hero and the new symbol of peace. And here you were, lucky enough to have him as your boyfriend.

Since middle school, you and Midoriya were attached to the hip. You were able to watch your quirkless best friend grow into a strong man as time flew right past the two of you. Although you had no intention of being a pro hero, you were always ecstatic to see Midoriya on TV during the U.A. sports festivals, not to mention how terrified you were whenever class A was attacked by the League of Villains.

Nevertheless, you had a relationship with Midoriya that was strictly friends only for a majority of the time you knew him. But somewhere along the way, the more you saw him and began to realize he wasn’t the timid middle school kid that constantly got picked on for his quirklessness, you developed feelings for him.

Your feelings developed gradually, something that didn’t just dawn on you one day while you were hanging out with him. But once you did have that realization, you weren’t afraid to address your feelings directly to him. Needless to say Midoriya hadn’t always been the best with confrontations concerning romance but he knew deep down he would be lying if he said he didn’t like you back.

And here you were, a month into your new relationship with your best friend. You initially were afraid of ruining your friendship that you cherished deeply, even now still having this fear in the back of your mind whenever you were with your boyfriend, but you also knew you would never be able to suppress the way you felt about Midoriya any further.

Regardless of your fears, you were happy with your decision, enjoying the way that your newly developed relationship began to blossom the more time you spent with Midoriya.

“The Hero Public Safety Commision Center is holding a strictly pro heroes only meeting at the moment concerning the issue with the newly organized villain group that attacked Jaku City last week,” the news reporter explained to the audience.

You sighed, turning the stove off and placing your breakfast onto a plate to eat. You remembered Midoriya explaining how crucial and important this meeting was as he rambled on, like he usually did, about the various kinds of pros that would be attending the conference. He was excited to meet his old classmates from U.A. who he hadn’t seen in years since he began his pro hero occupation, but was also unsettled by the numerous villain attacks that have been occurring over the past few weeks.

As you sat yourself on your sofa in front of the TV and ate breakfast, you glanced curiously at a yellow folder sitting on the edge of the table. You reached over and grabbed it, examining the contents of the mysterious folder.

“That idiot,” you muttered as you read the papers. One of them read “Notes for the Hero Commission Meeting” and you shook your head, surprised that Midoriya, who was always neat and organized especially since he’s constantly writing something down, forgot such important papers for the meeting.

Standing to your feet with the folder in hand, you grabbed your keys and your coat, wanting to make sure your boyfriend would be well prepared for his meeting by getting the file to him immediately.

***

Saying that the Commission Center building was ginormous would be an understatement. Fortunately you managed to find your way to the center since its giant stature made it so easy to locate. You pushed open the huge doors to the building, approaching one of the receptionists at the front desk. “Hi, I’m looking for Deku, he left this and it’s crucial that he gets this for the meeting today.”

The woman shook her head, giving you a sympathetic smile. “I’m sorry, m’am, but I believe the meeting has just started and I can’t interrupt them right now.”

“Ah, I understand. Thank you.” You turned around, gripping the file in hand.

Before you could mentally scold your boyfriend for forgetting something so important, you turned your head, seeing Midoriya down the hall outside the conference room, looking outwardly distraught.

“Babe!” You called out, cupping a hand around your mouth so that he would be able to hear you.

Midoriya whipped his head towards you, his whole face burning into a bright crimson shade as you approached him. “Y-Y/N? What’re you doing here?”

You extended your arm out, handing the file to him. “You forgot this at my place. Be careful next time, I know how big this meeting is.”

Midoriya blinked rapidly, a sheen of sweat forming on his forehead as he nodded his head a few times. “R-Right, thanks for this. I, uh, need to head in now.”

You nodded, giving him a small smile. “Good luck!”

Midoriya sent a nervous smile back to you, proceeding inside the conference room. You turned around towards the lobby, sitting down in the waiting room as you asked the receptionists if you could wait until the meeting was over for Midoriya. They allowed you to do so and you sat yourself down.

You glanced towards the conference room every now and then, the image of Midoriya’s uneasiness when you spoke with him popping up in your mind. That meeting must be making him anxious, you thought to yourself. It was the only thing that made sense to you to explain how on edge he was.

You waited around for about thirty minutes, deciding to get up and get coffee for you and Midoriya as sitting down for such a long time was getting boring. Peering over through the window of the coffee shop, you saw a few pro heroes exit the Commission Center, a newly formed crowd of reporters greeting them. You even recognized your old classmate from middle school and fated rival of Midoriya, Bakugou amongst the pros. 

You grabbed your coffees and exited the cafe, waiting just outside of the crowd for Midoriya. Finally you spotted him, maneuvering the coffees into your arm to grab your phone to send him a text. You didn't want to call him out in front of so many reporters, especially since the media had always been so nosy and intrusive in the personal lives of pros. The last thing Midoriya needed was for strangers with cameras to flash their devices at the sight of his girlfriend waiting for him, not to mention your relationship was still so fresh and new.

Midoriya sent you a response, agreeing to meet up at his house since it was closer than your place and he didn’t want the probing crowd to follow him and figure out where you lived. Nonetheless you walked down the street, annoyed as you could hear Midoriya try and ease the crowd from prying into confidential matters. But you knew you would only cause him more trouble if you directly confronted the reporters to ask them to leave him alone so you held back your tongue and somehow managed to reach his house.

Midoriya took a shortcut, using his quirk to lose the reporters and you went through the side door just in case any lurking reporters caught you waiting at his front door step.

Midoriya let out a sigh as he slipped in his home, successfully avoiding the crowd. He smiled at you, hoping he hadn’t kept you waiting too long.

“Sorry about that. Those news reporters can be a hassle to deal with.”

You shook your head, handing him his coffee as he thanked you. “It’s fine. It’s not your fault you’re so popular that those assholes want to know everything about you.” Midoriya laughed, taking a sip from his drink. 

“Did everything go well in the meeting, baby?” You asked, leaning on a table in the living room.

Midoriya nearly choked on his coffee, his eyes widening and his body stiffening. His face began to heat up, his cheeks ablaze a deep pink hue once again. You raised a concerned brow at him, setting your coffee down and placing a hand on his shoulder. The action and your touch only made him feel even more rigid. “Are you okay?”

“Uh, yeah, I-I’m f-fine,” he managed to sputter out.

“Are you still nervous from the meeting?”

Midoriya gave you a confused look. “What do you mean?”

“Well, you were acting the same way before the meeting so I thought you’re still nervous ‘cause of the meeting,” you explained.

Midoriya let out a small chuckle, rubbing the nape of his neck as he thought about how to elucidate this to you. “Um, it’s not because of the meeting that I’m… acting like this. I’m just not used to hearing you call me b-baby.”

You laughed for a moment, surprised you hadn’t figured it out earlier, especially since you’ve known him for so long. You rose your hands to his face, cupping his cheeks which only made him blush furiously. “Izuku, you’re adorable when you’re flustered.”

You stood on the balls of your feet, planting a peck on his lips, which nearly caused him to short circuit on the spot. 

No matter how your relationship developed or how long you would be with him, Midoriya could never get used to your cute pet names for him… not that he minded.

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[lunareclipse06]

WAIT I was right now years old I just realised you are the creator of the Edsworld stitched au jshajahwhwhwj thats so cool, like no matter how many times I saw your art of your au lol. Anyway, I love your ocs they are such precious babs yes all of them, and seeing your art always inspires me. Good luck with your webcomics since its all v interesting and you already got me really interested in it, and honestly just gl with art ig. Anyway writing this while I'm super tired very sorry for the chaotic rambling but it still holds spot-on true, thank you for all the amazing art and being such a cool person :')

Can I start crying now?

I always get caught off guard with these sorts of messages. It could be an inbox message, a submissive or even tags on a reblog, they make me stupidly happy and I think about them a lot

Stop making my heart go nuts. How dare you

#text post

[fatoujallovv]

omll i just saw your ask that you tagged me it sajdnfnd so for your anon:

ok yes you're correct, i do have the robbe's angel necklace buttt ive had it since i was born because its a thing we do in france and i think its from a very expensive jewellery shop sooo im not sure where to get it BUTTT i also remember @robbesdriesen ((it wont let me tag her??? i dont understand submission posts lmaooo this is the first one ive ever done lol)) answered an anon a while back about where she got hers and for the life of me i cannot find it so im passing this on to bianca (lol hi bianca ily) 

howeverrrr for robbe's caramel hoodie, thats from zara. this was it but it no longer has that colour :(  

lol im realising that this was not helpful at all lmaooo im sorry but i agree with all the other suggest you gave them, ellie. all very cute i would love to receive all of them as gifts ((especially your prints which i still need to get ajdnfjdnfj)) ok ive rambled long enough kusjes bb ⚡️💛✨🤍

#alkdjfjs thank you sarah!!! #i tagged bianca for you also 😌 #hey anon i hope you see this 💛💛💛 #i’ll tag #anon #so you can find it if you go searching for your ask 🥺 #sarah 🦊💗 #submission

[mypoisonedvine]

Hello luv ☺️ I was hoping you would be willing to take a request for Jaskier? Possibly where the reader is a princess or royalty or something and they have known each other since they were kids and she Kong’s to run away because she barley has any freedom so Jaskier helps her do just that? And maybe it just takes it through there time together and how Geralt reacts to her? If not that’s okay 😚

I’m so sorry this took so long, I had so many WIPs in progress when I got this request and, as always, my brain won’t let me do a quick oneshot, so it turned out pretty long lol… but I loved this prompt!!  I took a few artistic liberties but tried to honor the spirit of your idea.  In fact I loved his prompt so much that I think I’m going to need to make a part two to do it justice… oops

Something More Than Friends

Rating: MWord Count: ~3.6ktagging: @100percentamess

(emetophobia trigger warning) 

“I’m going to be famous when I grow up!” Julian announced, brandishing his toy sword triumphantly.

“What’s the point of being famous?” you asked him.

“What kind of question is that?!” he had replied.

That was the memory from your childhood you replayed in your head over and over when you learned that you were going to be married- no, sold- to the prince of some faraway country you’d never even heard of.  I’ll be rich, and famous, and powerful you had told yourself, hoping you would eventually like the sound of that life… but you never did.  When the man had come through the town searching for a “timeless beauty,” you’d hidden away in the attic, uninterested in such a ridiculous concept.  Shouldn’t a prince be focusing on marrying someone who can be a leader, or who he gets along with?  

It was your father who had managed to trick you into coming down, and instantly the prince waved his hands and left.  Without even a word, it was done.  You knew your family couldn’t really afford to turn down the gifts that came with allowing you to marry, so you didn’t ask them to reject it, as much as you wanted to.  It was only the first time you met with him that you were realizing how desperately you needed out of the deal.

He’d planned on not meeting you until the wedding, but you managed to convince the royal liaison to let you two have a discussion.  Needless to say, it did not go well.  He barely even let you talk, rambling on about all the duties you would have, all of which centered around serving him and doing whatever he asked whenever he asked of it.  He said that you would need to produce a male heir as quickly as possible.  “Ideally you’ll be pregnant by the end of the honeymoon- shouldn’t be an issue, being as virile as I am.  Once you start getting morning sickness, you’ll be given your own bedroom separate from mine… I wouldn’t like to be woken up when you run to the toilet to vomit,” he’d said.  How could someone lack so much of even basic human sympathy?

That night, you spent all of the money you had left to deliver a letter.  Your family would be punished if they helped you renege on the agreement, so there was only one person you could think of who could truly help you…

~

“What is it with you and married women, Jaskier?” Geralt sighed judgmentally.

“Hey, I’m just engaged,” you frowned.

“Right, and your betrothed is going to come after us if he finds out we’re carting you around,” the white-haired man frowned disapprovingly.

“He’s a tyrant.  Brutish.  You have no idea how terrible he is to me,” you shuddered.

“I’ve lived a hundred years hunting monsters.  I’ve seen plenty of terrible,” he grunted, getting up on the horse.  “Come on Jaskier, we have bigger issues than a runaway bride.”

“I’m not leaving without her,” Julian announced with crossed arms.  You smiled a little to yourself, not expecting him to stand up for you so fiercely.

“You’re going to stay here?” Geralt asked incredulously.

“If I have to.”

“And face this tyrant fiance?”

“Wouldn’t be my first time,” he countered.

Geralt seemed to ponder for a moment, and finally sighed in submission.  “Fine, you two get on.”

~

Geralt seemed to appreciate your presence more and more over time.  You could mend rips and tears in his clothing, which seemed to appear often, so you proved your usefulness quickly.  He even teased Jaskier that you were a more useful companion than him already.

“I can’t thank you both enough for taking me in,” you bowed quickly.  “Anything you need, just tell me, I’ll do my best to help.”“Word’s spreading of this prince of yours, he’s put out quite a bounty on you,” Geralt mumbled.

“Bounty?!” you repeated.

“Alive,” he clarified.

“How thoughtful,” you groaned sarcastically.

“Though the heads of anyone found responsible for your disappearance are just as popular,” he added.

“Well, I’m used to being popular,” Jaskier smiled, and you smiled back, but you were wracked with guilt.  If anyone got hurt because of you, you’d never forgive yourself.

~

Geralt had fallen asleep, but you just laid awake, staring up at the night sky.  It wasn’t that the ground was uncomfortable- well, it was, but that’s not why you couldn’t sleep- it was your racing mind that kept you up.

“Julian,” you whispered under your breath.  No reply.  “Julian,” you repeated, not much louder.  You heard the sounds of stirring from his bedroll.

“Hmm?” he mumbled groggily, but then shot up.  “Is everything alright?”

“It’s fine, I just… I can’t sleep,” you explained.  You heard him moving around, and finally you saw that he was moving his bedroll beside yours, laying back on it and turning to face you.

“I’m not sleeping well either these days,” he replied.

“I’m so sorry for putting you in such a dangerous position,” you sighed.

“What, laying next to you?” 

You suppressed your laughter, hoping not to wake Geralt.

“You know what I mean,” you sighed.

“It’s nothing.  You’re my oldest friend, you needed help… what are friends for?” he shrugged as if it were nothing, but you knew he was making a lot of sacrifices by helping you.  “Besides, every wants a chance to stick it to some awful royal asshole.”

“He really is quite horrible,” you smirked. 

“I can’t even imagine.”

“He was going to have me inspected,” you recalled.

“For…?”

“For proof of my… ‘purity’,” you explained.

“Oh,” he replied simply.

You laid in silence for a moment and you wondered if he was thinking about the same thing you were, that being the night you had spent together not too long before he’d left to travel with Geralt.  It was a sort of pact you’d made: two friends losing their virginities to each other so that they could get it all over and done with, with someone they trusted.  The actual first time had been as you’d expected- awkward but sweet, brief, full of laughter and innocence.  It was the second time, not even an hour later, that made you realize that maybe something more strange was going on.  You made love twice in a night and it was much more passionate, sensual, intimate than you had expected for two “just best friends.”  He’d kissed you the second time, and it was not a friendly kiss, not a little peck on the cheek or the nose, but something that made your whole body long for him, made your knees weak, made your insides twist and turn with want.  You’d never felt so much of anything before, and you hadn’t felt like that since.

You still remembered looking up at him that night, meeting his eyes, and seeing something there that made you question not only his feelings for you, but your own feelings for him.  And now that you were laying on the ground next to him so many years later, looking into his eyes again, you saw the same thing.  

“Julian?” you asked quietly.

“Yes?” he replied, and even his voice was dripping with that softness, that tenderness you saw in his gaze.  It made your whole body feel warm in spite of the cold forest air.

“I haven’t laid with anyone else, since that night,” you admitted.  He didn’t respond aloud, just looked back at you, his gaze scanning your face.  “I know the point was sort of to get it out of the way so that we could be with other people and not have to make a big deal out of it, but I never wanted to be with anyone else.”

You didn’t expect him to say anything in return, it was just that hour of the night where you felt the desire to be honest, and couldn’t appreciate the likely consequences of the next morning.

Of course, what you really didn’t expect was for him to lean closer and kiss you, cupping your face in his hand.  It was like you remembered, and it was strange to kiss him again when all you’d been living on was a memory.  All too soon, he pulled away.  It was over quick enough that you wondered if this was the elusive “friendly” kiss.  Tender, yes, but not necessarily sensual.  

As you looked at him you realized more than ever that you had no idea what it meant to be best friends, or lovers, or anything in between.

~

You were washing clothes in the river the next morning, because the cold water helped wake you up and keep you focused.  You took the time alone to contemplate how you felt about Julian.  It was something you had considered before, but never put that much thought into because “of course we’re just friends, right?” and, maybe more importantly, “he’d never want to be with me, right?”  You’d heard before that you two were cute together or should date, but you both thought that was just people not knowing how to handle men and women being friends with each other.  

“Geralt, you think Jaskier and I make good friends, don’t you?” you asked, turning to where he was resting beside the bank of the river.

“I suppose,” he mumbled.

“You only suppose?”

“You’re rather close,” he continued.

“Yes, wouldn’t that be proof of our friendship?”

“Or something else,” he countered, his face showing a shadow of a smirk.

“I can’t say I understand what you’re implying,” you replied with a hint of offense, but in a sense you meant it literally: you really couldn’t say that you knew what he meant, because then it would make it seem like you’d thought about it, too, and that was not your plan.

“He’s suggesting that we’re lovers,” Jaskier suddenly interrupted, and you jumped, not realizing he was nearby.  “Well, we’re not,” he said with a frown.  You wondered if he was really offended by the idea so much.

“My apologies,” Geralt bowed his head quickly, though he didn’t seem all that sorry.  

~

He was fiddling on the lute, humming melody ideas to himself.  You’d always enjoyed listening in on his song-writing process: it was something you’d missed quite a lot in the years you had spent back home while he travelled.  

“And every beast fears his mighty sword,” he sang, but stopped abruptly, turning to address you.  “I want to say swords, because it’s so much more interesting, but then it isn’t really rhyming with the previous line,” he explained.

“I bet people won’t really mind if it doesn’t rhyme that well, so long as you’re telling an interesting story,” you decided.  

He smiled, setting the lute aside for a moment.  “It’s good to have you back.  Neither Geralt nor Roach are great for song-writing advice.”

“What do you mean ‘have me back?’” you asked.  It might have sounded like a typical thing to say but it struck you as odd.  

“I suppose I just mean it’s good to have you around again,” he clarified.

“Right,” you nodded.  You didn’t return his compliment, not because it wasn’t good to ‘have him around’, but just because it was also sort of not good at the same time.  You’d never been a very good liar, and not nearly as much of a troublemaker as him, so you figured he was comfortable with all this hiding and running away but it made you horribly anxious.  You’d slept poorly every night and now that you’d been on the run for nearly two weeks, it was taking a serious toll.

~

“Don’t look now,” Julian whispered, “but those men at the bar are staring at us.”  In his attempt to be subtle he had leaned in so close to your ear, and the feeling of his breath against your skin made the hairs on your neck stand up.

After a moment, you glanced around the pub, trying not to stare at anyone in particular, and indeed, there were some big, gruff-looking guys glaring at you and Julian.

“Do you think they’re after the bounty?” you whispered back, turning to him only to realize your faces were very, very close now.

“Quick, kiss me- so we’ll blend in,” he requested.  You did, and all too quickly you were forgetting this was supposed to be fake.  After all, you wanted to look like a couple to better deter the men, so you had to make it look real, right?  You pulled him closer, wrapped your arms around him, immersed yourself into it.  He tasted of ale, though you certainly did as well, but even more than the ale, his taste warmed your chest and made your cheeks flush pink.

He pulled back, and for a second he looked at you in a way that made it feel anything but fake.  

“It didn’t work, they’re still staring at us,” you observed after glancing at the bar.

“Yeah, but I feel a little better about it,” he replied.

Before you could properly reply to that, the men got up from their seats and started to walk towards you.  Just seeing them stand up made your heart start racing, and that was even before you saw how tall they were.  These men were enormous, big enough to compete with Geralt, who of course was away on a hunt and couldn’t protect you two.  You felt Julian’s arm snake around your waist, pulling you closer: at first you assumed it was an attempt to maintain the “we’re not runaways with a bounty we’re just foolish young lovers” cover story, but then you glanced at him and saw he was staring right back at the men, determination in his eyes.  You felt assured that no matter what happened, he would at least try to protect you.  

It felt like forever before they reached your table, both of them sitting down across from you with blank expressions.

“Say,” one of them began in a gravelly voice, “are you the bard they call Jaskier?”

“Yes, I am,” he answered hesitantly.

“We’re big fans,” the other said plainly.  You sighed a bit, certain that no one knew you were with him, and that this was all a misunderstanding.  You didn’t feel relieved yet, though: it was easier said than done to calm down from what you thought was going to happen.

“Ah!” Julian beamed, “it’s always good to meet a fan!  Or fans!”

“You won’t be performing tonight?” one of them asked.

“No, no, best not,” he deflected, but you knew he wouldn’t be hard to convince.  Their conversation faded into the background as you felt your head start pounding and your stomach start churning.  Before you knew it you were wrenching yourself out of his grasp (he’d never moved his arm, for some reason), running out of the pub, and only making it across the street before you keeled over and vomited onto the ground.  

Julian wasn’t far behind you, just a few seconds later tumbling out of the door and running to you.

“Gods, are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” you panted.

“I’ve seen you a lot better,” he pressed.

“Yeah, well, you’ve seen me a lot worse,” you countered, standing up and looking back at him.  He smiled, but it was tinted with sadness and concern.

“It’s okay if you’re not fine,” he encouraged quietly.  You sighed, looking to the ground again.  Back home, everyone maintained this tradition of hiding feelings away, pretending all was well and reserving your true suffering for when you were alone.  It was always Julian who went against that.  He channeled all those negative emotions into his music, and he had this incredible talent to recognize pain and not try to minimize it or distract from it or heal it but to just be there for it, to acknowledge it.  Everyone else would try to cheer you up, which sounds nice, but was really just a way to get you to stop bumming them out with your problems; only Julian knew how to climb down to rock bottom and just sit there with you, and let you be honest about how it all felt.  You had forgotten what that felt like, and it overwhelmed you suddenly.  Tears began to well in your eyes and you threw yourself into his arms.  He pulled you closer, his face pressing against the top of your head.

“I’m so scared, Julian.  I’m scared all the time,” you explained, your voice all weak and weepy.  “There’s nothing to be done but wait, you know?  Just wait and hope he gives up.  It’s the most terrible feeling.  I have no idea how long he’ll search for me, I have no idea how long I can hide from him…”

He didn’t say anything, just gently stroked your hair with his hand.  

“And I can’t help but feel guilty,” you finally admitted.

“None of this is your fault,” he soothed.

“It’s my fault on every level, Julian.  I broke the engagement, I asked you to help me, and every day I make your situation more dire by continuing to travel with you.”

“I chose to help you, I knew the risks,” he countered.

“I feel so selfish for putting everyone through all this, over something that everyone would want.  I mean, doesn’t every girl want to be a princess?”

“Look at me,” he instructed, and you pulled back just enough to raise your head and meet his gaze.  Suddenly, as your eyes met, you became very aware of his body pressed against yours, his arms holding you close, his hands strong and warm and touching you so delicately.  “You did the right thing.  I won’t let him hurt you.”

“But how-” you began.

“I won’t let him hurt you,” he repeated, more sternly.

If you hadn’t just thrown up, you’d be at risk of kissing him again.  

~

“Still can’t sleep, can you?” you heard him whisper as you cracked open the door to his room.

“I shouldn’t have woken you up.”

“I was already awake, come in,” he invited.  It was dark but moonlight through the window illuminated everything just enough to see him sit up in his bed, making room for you at the foot.  You were a little nervous to sit next to him in bed, for some reason, but you did.  

“Sorry to bother you,” you mumbled.

“Would you quit apologizing, please?”

“I’m sorry-” you began, but then stopped yourself; you both laughed.  “It’s a hard habit to break, clearly.”

“Lay next to me,” he suddenly requested, and you went silent.  “I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” he added after a pause.

“No, no,” you rushed, “you just surprised me.”  You laid next to him, and you had planned to stay above the sheets but then he had lifted them for you, so you kicked your legs up and maneuvered them under.  It was so much warmer, and you relaxed against the mattress- it felt like sinking into a hot bath.  You tried not to react to his toplessness, but brushing up against his chest brought back very specific, very clear memories.  It was like only yesterday you had placed your hands on it to brace yourself as you rode him, his hands gripping your waist as you gyrated above him, and you could still hear the soft moans he had made, you could still see his eyes watching you with restrained passion-

“Is this alright?” he asked, jolting you out of the memory.

“Oh!  Yes, this is nice,” you smiled sheepishly.  

“Friends can share a bed; Geralt and I do it all the time,” he explained.

“Yes, I know.”

“You know Geralt and I share a bed?” he asked with some confusion.

“No, I meant that I know friends can share a bed,” you clarified

“Oh, that makes more sense,” he nodded.

“I’m not sure that I know you and Geralt are friends,” you admitted with a smirk.

“I’m not sure that Geralt knows you and I are friends,” he countered, and you swallowed dryly.

“Is he still on that?” you asked nervously.

“I’ve never seen him so invested in my personal life.  Maybe he’s just jealous,” he shrugged.

“Of what?”

“Of how close we are,” he specified, humming sweetly.  

“Is he jealous of you being close to me or me being close to you?” you pressed.  All this talk of “close” made it really hard to ignore that his body was right beside yours, so much so that you could literally feel the heat radiating off of his skin.

“He likes you much more than he likes me, certainly,” he scoffed.

“I doubt that,” you smiled, “he clearly cares for you.”

“How do you figure that?”

“Maybe it’s just impossible for me to imagine not caring for you,” you answered quietly.  He paused a bit before responding.

“Well, it’s nice to know you haven’t grown tired of me after all these years,” he replied.

“Nothing’s changed,” you added, “even after all these years.  Being with you again,” you paused when you realized that wording was a little off, but continued, “it’s like not even a day has passed since you left.”

“Except for the pesky aging thing,” he chuckled. 

“You look almost the same, honestly.”

“Almost?” he asked.

For some reason, your sleepy mind decided you couldn’t just tell him how he’d changed, you had to show him: you reached out cautiously and ran your fingers across his chest.  You felt more hair and more muscle than had been there the last time, demonstrating the most noticeable way, at least to you, that he’d grown.  Somehow, you weren’t seeing it as a bad thing.

“Friends can share a bed,” you repeated. “What else can friends do?”

“Whatever they want to,” he answered, his voice getting a little darker. 

“And still be friends?” 

“And still be friends,” he assured.

“Good to know,” you whispered.

#jaskier x reader #jaskier x oc #dandelion x reader #my writing #requested

[olivieblake]

fan letter :)

hi olivie! this is a bit long, but i wanted to write you some fan mail :))) i remember back when i started watching your vlogs and following your tumblr a couple months ago, i read one of your posts about feeling like your bucket is sometimes dry… and i immediately wanted to send you a message bc i really resonated with dry bucket seasons!! ah yes, the bucket occasionally empties despite being a longtime fan of your writing, i was still mostly a shy lurker (lol) as is everyone at first, I think so i just wrote a short anonymous ask and rambled about loving your fanfiction works from lethal combination, how to win, TCG, amortentia, essentially EVERYTHING written by you hahah… i was so glad that i sent it in after reading your incredibly nice response, and now i don’t feel so shy about submitting stuff openly~ that’s good! I say this a lot but I always prefer to know the username since anons all blur together anyway, i wanted to re-emphasize how appreciative i am of the person behind it all… because although i’m not *super* well-versed in the fanfiction community, i strongly believe that you are really a special author who *so evidently* cares about her readers by communicating not only through your writing, but also in your vlogs and consistent responses to submissions both short and (like this one) long! aw, thank you. I think most of us do care strongly about our readers, but I got lucky—mine are extraordinarily open with me, which allows me to be open with them as well.  i’m not sure if this can be said as a blanket statement, but i feel like sometimes it is not only a creator’s works that define them, but also their audience. it absolutely is! my audience is remarkably thoughtful. It encourages me to experiment and push the boundaries of my work more, because I know they are what I like to call “intellectually brave”—willing to challenge their own thoughts, to reframe their opinions if necessary, to try new worlds somewhat blindly. That curiosity is so valuable to me. it is always such a joy to read the messages from fellow fans (i feel so silly, but i constantly go on “like-binges” through your filling the bucket tag bc i want to affirm what everyone’s saying!!!) that’s totally fair. I have a very smart and often quite eloquent audience. i’m even encouraged by the trust that you place in us to not freak out (lol i’ve seen it happen with others) when you need to take time for yourself <3 sorry again about how long this is; i am on my last thought!! i get mildly overwhelmed just thinking about the amount you write in addition to the open dialogue you keep with all of us olivie-fans, which is why your video from a couple weeks ago really resonated with me… that even when things are difficult and you’re not feeling “peak you" - everything passes. it reminded me of the concept of *resilience* that i learned recently in my health psychology class. yes, resilience! that is one of my recurring motifs, because we all have it—it’s just sometimes challenging to recall. that even in the face of horrific events, human beings have the ability to adapt and overcome. and i am always so inspired when i see that *resilience* in you. that’s so kind of you, thank you sending you lots of love, and i hope both you and mr. blake are feeling better and getting good rest/recovery!! <3 <3 have a wonderful time hosting thanksgiving with the fam; your spread sounds INCREDIBLE!!! it was pretty good if I do say so myself much love, emmy thank you for this!

#submission #filling the bucket

[mukamibabe]

A part of me wants to send a “what would they think of me” but like that requires me to gather info about myself in a clear and quick manner since I only have like 400 characters to work with. Also, I’d feel obliged to list my worst qualities w/ my best and I personally feel like my bad would outweighs my good. I don’t think any of the boys would put up with tbh. Also, did you change your blog theme? It looks good!

i.. only put this under a cut because ... i did a lot of talking,, sorry lol

awww i totally understand where you’re coming from, anon!! i mean.. honestly, i don’t mind if you send multiples, as long as like.. you state that it’s a continuation or whatever, and submissions, or even like.. dms??? are something i don’t mind. but like.. i understand if you wanna stay on anon, and i don’t mind!! i personally really like these ‘what would they think of me’ things because.. it’s just.. easier then matchups because i!!! am the worst at making decisions 

my only suggestion for the whole personality thing is to just ?? state what you want to know their opinions on? physical things really don’t make a difference but like.. idk!! include what you want to include! i assure you, , there will at least be 1 positive thing that the boys ,, (or like.. yui or something-kdjkjdfs idk but yeah!! don’t feel discouraged!! like.. ngl,, there’s things that the boys like.. actually can’t tolerate but for the most part, i think you’d be okay!! even though i haven’t kjsdfkjsdfkj gotten your thing yet but like.. idk!! i believe in you!! 

and also yeah!! i did change it,,, and like.. i was considering changing it to like.. ?? yui or karl or something but.. i feel like,, ??? this icon is like.. true mukamibabe- idk what i’m saying but like.. i tried my best to make it ,, match with my pfp because !! i didn’t want bright pink anymore idk- anyways sorry i ended up turning this into like ??? a big tag ramble thing except kept it out of tags so like.. now i’m hiding it underneath a cut- oops!! anyways ily anon and i wish you luck!!! 

#mun post

[decaynow]

ok anon i’m sorry i have some Learning Disorder Shit going on so i’m gonna write my thoughts out so i can like. make sure I’m understanding this i’m sorry. I’ve read this like four times and I’m like “??? wut?”

In the first one you’re saying people think headcanons are fine, but the second anyone actually believes it, they get mad? I’m just clarifying because again I’ve read that a bunch and I only just now realized that’s what you’re saying DHDHDHSH,,

And then in the second ask youre saying... if the source material never flat out says they’re cis, then there’s no reason why they couldn’t be trans, but the moment you say “I hc X as trans!” people get mad at you for it (and you are right, as I have directly seen this, lol) and that most people’s lgbt headcanons for characters are usually for their sexuality and not their gender?

Please let me know if I understood all of that correctly!!! Sorry I’m just terrible at like. Understanding stuff haha. But yeah if that’s all right I agree with you. No one’s really arguing over whether characters are gay or bi anymore, at least not that I (luckily) have to see. But running a trans headcanon blog... ya see it a lot.

And I get it! I get that people maybe want more canon trans men posted, and hoo boy would I love to post them! But I think people are underestimating just how many trans men exist in fiction that are explicitly stated or at least clearly hinted at to be trans or gnc. And headcanons are fun and important, so of course I’ll accept them! Sometimes I see a headcanon I personally don’t agree with. But just because I don’t think that character is trans doesn’t mean I delete the submission or complain in the tags or something. It’s not my place to do that!

If I see something I don’t like, I just move on. People forget that another human (or, in my case, ghoul/hellhound lol) is reading what they’re saying, so they don’t stop to consider that... negativity hurts.

Anyways, I don’t wanna like, totally ramble. I’m just tired of seeing people say they don’t want a character posted because “he isn’t trans” “we see them as a child so we know they aren’t trans” “i dont like trans people, so he isn’t trans” “lmao disgusting [slur] absolutely not” “oh do you think he’s trans because [personal part of the character or something]?” “leave my baby alone he isnt trans” “i dont want gross cis people listed as trans representation”

^^^^^^ those are all real responses (probably not totally verbatim) that I have seen on posts. And it’s... so exhausting. Like we get it. If you don’t like it just block the blog, or the tag, or just keep scrolling. People are convinced their negative opinions matter and they DONT 👏

Ok anyways i’ve talked enough lololol. I’m glad at least one other person out there like... understands that even if you don’t like a headcanon it doesn’t mean you should start attacking the OP for it. i hope u have a good day u funky lil person...

#or if ur not a person like me... being... i suppose LOL #solofreakk speaks #non aesthetic. #answered #ask #anon #long post

[asteraegis]

another jacob frye x edward kenway smut

i am genuinely sorry jacob

tags are: bound wrists, fucked into submission, fisting, fingering, vengeance!, choking, m/m, blowjob, i probably wrote the word fuck seven hundred times lol, there’s a cockring, its a shorter one of mine (2900 words)

The back of Jacob Frye’s head hit the wall with a hard clunk, his wrists pinned above him by a fuming Edward Kenway. Jacob’s busted open bottom lip stung when he cracked a smile at Edward, whose nose was bruised, bleeding, and flared while he glared into Jake’s eyes. They both were breathing heavily with bleeding knuckles and pounding heartbeats as they had to run from the newest mess Jacob stirred up, but he still found the energy to snicker at Edward.

“Goddammit, mate, you’re laughing?” Edward snapped, tightening his grip on Jacob’s wrists. “You could’ve gotten me killed, you fucking cunt!”

Jacob rolled his eyes. “Oh, so it’s my fault I didn’t know they’d want to beat the shit outta you too, Eddie?”

“Yes! It is!” he yelled at the blasé brunette, ignoring the crooked grin he had spread on his face. “I was just in there for a drink, mate! You didn’t have to involve me in your quarrel!”

“Ed, you’re always starting barfights for no good reason, what’s one more to you, or must you personalize all your beatings?”

Edward groaned out of irritation and lack of a proper comeback since, much like the fist from earlier, Jacob’s banter landed right on the nose. Of all people to complain to Jacob about causing a bar fight, the former pirate wasn’t one to talk, often starting them even when he’s still sober. At this point, pubs he’s a regular in consider him to be a ticking time bomb and most patrons give Edward his space. But the shit Jacob pulled today? Uncalled for. He could’ve at least waited for Kenway to sit down before he loudly announced that Edward was a friend of his to the men he was in the middle of pissing off.

Edward let go of Jacob, turning around and shaking his head at the sky, his hands moving onto his hips. He sighed, defeated for the moment, then wiped the blood dripping into his mouth on his sleeve. “My nose better not heal even more crooked than it was before, Jacob.”

Jacob laughed, licking the sore on his lip. “Like that’s even possible.”

 -

The unkempt duo strode back to the hideout they had been stationed at, Jacob forcing Edward to let him put his arm around his neck as they walked. Once they reached their destination, Edward broke free to go assess the damages done to his schnoz in the bathroom while Jacob tossed his hat and coat haphazardly onto a pile of vital documents, sending a few scriptures gliding to the floor. He then dumped his boots by the front door and picked Edward’s kicked off sandals out of the hallway.

Frye stepped into the doorway of the bathroom, watching Edward, who sat on the toilet lid, a damp hand towel pressed to his face. “So. You broke?”

Edward glanced up at him then rolled his eyes. “Not this time.”

“That’s good to hear. Now move, I gotta piss,” he said, unzipping his pants.

“There’s a privy upstairs, you know,” Edward grumbled into the towel as he sat on the rim of the bathtub now.

Jacob ignored his comment, instead directing the conversation away from peeing and back to their new injuries. “If it makes you feel any better, Eddie, my lip’s real tender, too.”

“Good.”

“I think you should kiss it to make it better.”

“I think you should kiss my ass.”

“Well, if you’re offering—"

Edward smacked the blood-stained towel against the back of Jacob’s head as he hastily left the room, muttering some obscure Welsh insult at Jake before stomping up the stairs, slamming a door shut at the top. Jacob chuckled to himself, pleased with how Kenway reacted to his reply. He flushed, zipped his pants up, and put the lid down gently, heading with quieter steps up to go bother his blonde friend some more.

Jacob creeped over to the door labeled with the surname ‘Kenway’ and pressed his ear to it. From behind the wood slate he could hear shuffling and soft thumps, presumably the sound of clothes dropping to the floor as Edward undressed. He slowly turned the doorknob, so Edward wouldn’t hear him.

“Locked,” he muttered under his breath.

Jake leaned over, using a couple of his picks to break in, then listened to the door again. Not hearing anything, he assumed Edward had moved into his bed and opened the door. The door creaked open, but instead of being in bed, he was standing directly in front of the doorway, arms crossed, wearing boxer briefs and one of Thatch’s old tank tops.

“What the hell are you doing, Jake?”

Edward glowered at Jacob, who rubbed his neck in embarrassment. “Well, I, uh, I was just… um… checking… on you. To make, uh, sure you were all right.”

“How fucking stupid do you think I am, mate?” he said, his brows and frown heavy on his face.

“Depends on if you can guess why I came up here,” Jacob shrugged, keeping his eyeline steady with Edward as to not appear intimidated.

Edward eyed him sharply. “You’re here because you have nothing better to do and figured annoying me would help you pass the time.”

“What? No! Not at all!” Jacob’s lie was given unconvincingly but Edward let him ramble on. “I came up here because I am genuinely sorry, Eddie. I want to make sure you’re okay and not in too much pain, and to see if there’s anything you’d like me to do for you that would help you forgive me.”

There was silence between them before Edward let go a half-hearted laugh. “You’re so full of shite, mate.”

He left Jacob in the doorway, him continuing to try defending his intentions and insisting that he really was just there to see how Edward was doing. Edward flopped over into bed on his stomach, his face resting in the pillows, listening to the Englishman blabber on and on. He rolled over onto his back and sat up against the wall, Jacob now passionately pacing about the room, enveloped by the plot he had given his fib. Edward finished off a half empty water bottle that was left over in his bed from last night, then tossed the empty bottle at Jacob, hitting him square in the forehead.

“What the hell, man?” he frowned, rubbing his temple.

“Get over here, dumbass,” Edward ordered, patting the bed.

Frye’s eyes lit up, quickly sliding into the spot his friend had motioned toward. He leaned back in the sheets, resting his head in his arms and shining a satisfied grin. Edward scooted closer to him, propping himself up over him with his right arm and stroking Jacob’s cheek with the left. His thumb reached over and rubbed the small cut on Jake’s lip.

“So, is your mouth broke?” Edward asked, moving his thumb away.

Jacob smirked. “Why, you need it?”

He shrugged, dropping down to his elbow so their faces would be closer. “Yes, actually.”

Jacob chuckled. “Maybe we can work something out.”

They leaned in more, kissing each other. Jacob pulled Edward over him, caressing the small of his back. They kept their faces pressed together, though Edward’s hand trailed away to his nightstand. The drawer open, he took out rope and a bottle of lubricant and placed them on the bed. Edward smiled against Jacob’s lips then pulled back.

Sitting over Jacob’s groin, Edward’s hands clutched Jake’s button-down, slowly unclasping each button while his icy eyes ensnared Jacob’s naive gaze. “I think we should do things a little differently tonight, mate.”

“Oh?”

Edward guided Jacob’s hands out to above him and tied them to the bedframe, Jacob watching him secure the knot. Kenway took off his shirt and pitched it onto his dresser, then pulled off his trousers. He undid Jacob’s pants then tugged them off with his boxers, leaving Jake naked and tied down on Edward’s bed, the only article of clothing being his shirt, which was left open to expose his chest. Edward straddled Jacob’s rib cage between his thighs, a curious wonder in Jake’s eyes when he looked up at him.

“Since it was your loud mouth that got us into that mess earlier, mate, I think it’s only right it pays me back for the damages,” Edward cooed, propping a pillow behind Jacob’s head.

Before Jacob could try to talk himself out of being the one giving instead of his usual receiving, Edward pushed himself over Jacob, sliding his cock into Jacob’s mouth, his right hand clutching the headboard while his left squirted lube onto his fingertips and he began fingering himself over Jake. Jacob gagged on Edward, who laughed at him for choking as he thrusted in and out. His trussed wrists writhed about, unsure if he was itching to shove Kenway off or rub himself dry. Regardless, he was pinned between Edward’s pelvis and the pillow so he found himself still not needing to do much aside from lay back and take whatever the blonde fed him. Edward, on the other hand, stroked his hips at a moderate pace back and forth, shivering when he felt Jacob moan against his member. He continued his light thrusting until he felt that his fingers had done their job, wiping the excess lubricant onto the bedsheets and pulling out of Jacob’s mouth.

“Hm, not bad, though you could’ve shown a bit of an interest in blowing me,” Edward huffed, moving back over Jacob’s groin and slipping down over his dick.

“Damn, if I knew there’d be a critique maybe I’d have given a shit, Ed,” Jacob replied sarcastically.

Edward bucked his hips slowly in a round motion, his right hand wrapping around Jake’s throat. Jacob’s legs shifted, adjusting himself so he could grind his cock in further, forcing a rougher pace against Edward’s slower one. He groaned, pleased with himself for still being able to push the privateer around even after being tied up. Edward bit his lip to stifle a yelp, unhappy that Jacob was making him take it his way instead of letting him be in control for once. Where was this liveliness when you were sucking my dick, Edward thought, compressing his grip on Jacob’s esophagus so he couldn’t breathe, hoping it would get him to ease up a little. He did, a little, but not enough to satisfy Edward. He kept slamming himself against Kenway, unaware of his friend reaching for his nightstand again, his hubris still fogging his mind. Edward pulled from his drawer a cockring, pulling himself off of Jacob, much to the brunette’s dismay.

“What the hell, Eddie, I was almost—” Jacob groused before Edward grabbed his neck in frustration, choking him.

“Yeah, I know you were about to come, that’s the problem,” Edward griped, shoving at his throat. “You only have one pace and it’s too fast for anyone else to get off to.”

“And your point?” Jake coughed out.

“I’m sick of it. I think it’s time you learned from your past mistakes,” he said, releasing him from his fist and clicking the cockring onto the base of Jacob’s dick.

Jacob furrowed his eyebrows, staring at the contraption around his shaft. “When did you get that?”

“I bought it after the third time we fucked,” he said, squirting more lube out of the bottle onto his fingers. “I noticed a pattern forming.”

Jacob grumbled, rolling his eyes. “And you couldn’t just ask me to slow d—ah! What the fuck are you doing?”

Edward had slid the moist fingers into Jacob, grinning fiendishly at his shocked expression. “Like I said, I was gonna teach you a lesson,” He slipped in a third finger, rubbing inside of Jacob. “And damn, you’re tight, mate.”

Jacob tilted his head back, clenching his jaws together while Edward fingered him, gasping when his fingers curled upwards. His legs kicked about, his mind wanting to reject the new feeling despite being unable to deny how good it felt to him, making his eyes roll back in his head and his back arch away from the mattress. Edward grinned smugly, glad to see Jacob’s need to be in a dominant position taken away, leaving him wrapped around his finger. He slid in his last digit, stretching them apart to both further ready Jacob and to make him moan.

Edward slid his hand in up to his wrist, Jacob unable to keep himself from crying out as Edward pulled back out, massaging his soft skin with his thumb. “I guess you’re ready now, huh?” Jacob braced himself as Edward pulled Jacob’s backend onto his lap and pushed himself in gradually. He continued this soft pace for a few more strokes, watching Jacob’s eyes, seeing that he was getting used to the feeling. “Now isn’t this nice, Jacob?”

He waited for him to nod. Frye did so, but his shame in agreeing made him unable to actually look at Edward.

“Too bad you never let me have this, even when I ask for you to go slower, you filthy fucking animal,” Edward hissed at him, pulling himself nearly all the way out of Jacob then slamming back into him, Jacob yelping with Edward’s full cock inside him.

Edward continued thrusting into Jacob, mimicking the exact move Frye had pulled at the start. Jacob swallowed, nearly biting another wound into his lip trying to keep himself from being noisy, though eventually giving up for the sake of not ripping a hole in himself and letting his voice go. This made Edward laugh in a gruff voice.

“You’re always mocking me for being vocal, do you see why I’m so loud, mate?” he growled, grasping Jacob’s hips in such a manner he would eventually leave bruises there when he moved his hands away. “Do you?”

“Y-yes! Yes, I do! Pl-please, Edward, slow down!” Jacob panted, tugging at the ropes.

“Why should I?” Edward put his right hand down over the side of Jacob’s head, pressing him deeper into the pillow, not letting up on his pacing. “Not once did you ever slow down for me, you fucking hypocrite.”

Jacob’s nails dug into his palms, his lower back aching from the rigorous motion. “God-goddammit, Ed! I’m not… used to this!”

Edward looked down at Jacob’s erection, precum dripping out of him. He groaned and slowed his pace again to a more moderate speed. “There, there, you’ll get used to it someday,” he mocked softly. “Being a bottom must be so hard, especially when your top—” Edward picked up his speed again, making Jacob whimper stridently, his hand pushing him down harder, “—doesn’t listen to a fucking cue you give!”

Frye’s neck began to become nearly as sore as his back, being shoved against the bed like that. He wrapped his legs around Edward’s hips, crying out from under his hand for Edward to let him up.

All he got in return was a nasty laugh, Edward leaning in so Jacob could feel his hot breath on his skin. He moved his hand away and replaced it with a forearm over Jake’s throat, holding up Edward’s weight. “Aw, am I hurting you, Jakey? Do you need your legs to hold me still right now so I don’t fuck you any harder?”

“Shit, Ed-Edward, I’m sorry! I’m fucking sorry! Please, j-just ease up already!” Jacob choked out, pleading for any kind of mercy the corsair might give.

Edward smirked, pleased by Jacob’s submission, and finally let up, easing his strokes to a soft thrusting and moved his forearm onto the bedsheets. Jacob relaxed his legs and unclenched his fists, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Edward drooped his head lower against Jake’s shoulder, gently kissing at first then sucking at his skin, determined to leave hickeys all over his neck. He then bit Jacob below his jawline, his teeth digging into him, nearly puncturing him before going back to plain kissing. His lips trailed up toward Jacob’s mouth, the two Frenching each other as Edward’s white-knuckled hand moved from burying itself into Frye’s hip to the ring on Jacob’s cock. He unclasped it, and within a few seconds of gentle rubbing Jacob came into Edward’s palm. Kenway’s back arched shortly after, orgasming into Jacob. He pulled out then wiped his hand in a tissue afore undoing Frye’s restraints.

Edward dumped the lube bottle, ropes, and cockring back into his nightstand then turned to Jacob, who was still laying in the bed, panting. “You broke?”

Jacob forced a laugh. “Sure fucking feels like it, Ed.”

Edward grinned then shoved at Jacob. “Don’t worry, you can still be the big spoon tonight, I’m not gonna completely take away your dignity. Though, that being said, you probably should head to the bathroom now.”

“What? Why?”

Edward gazed at him in disbelief. “Have you never bottomed before? Never mind, just go do it, you’ll see why soon enough.”

 -

After Jacob came back from the bathroom, he pulled on his boxers then laid behind Edward. “I really hated that.”

“What? The bathroom thing or me fucking you like you fuck me?”

“The bathroom thing, I can see why you don’t like it when I come inside you without a condom on now,” Jacob was quiet for a moment. “Also… I will try to accommodate to your needs better in the future, Eddie.”

Edward smiled, snuggling back against Jacob’s chest. “Good.”

#edward #jacob #fryeway #assassins creed #i write #ac4 #acs #its 11:52am #im not even joking i could've made this so much worse #i actually for a minute considered adding a piss kink in as a joke #most of this is a joke though #i really just did this out of a release of stress #ive wanted to do a cryptid alexward one for a while but like i still dont understand fluff and also what #anyway have fun #and once again im so fucking sorry jacob #i wanted edward to top for once in his life

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The week in review:

Raw 11/16 NXT 11/18 NXT UK 11/19 Smackdown 11/20 Survivor Series 11/22

Raw:

Appreciate Lana providing logic to the creation of this match.

“Is this a Disney movie” lmao.

Honestly Shayna works better as a henchman than as a final boss.

Love Lana’s theme btw.

rip Mandy.

Ugly kick by Asuka. Not a compliment.

hahaha Lana tagged herself into the match while Shayna had Asuka in the clutch. hahahahah.

“You suck, get out” rofl.

Asuka you’re trash for not saving Lana. Truly.

“I’m actually really proud of you, you showed a lot of courage tonight.” Nia is funny. A bitch and a bully, sure, but funny.

There’s number 9. rip.

First of all, Dana’s shaky interview was going really well, and I wish they had let her finish it cuz god knows she needs the practice.

Second, WHY IS MIA YIM ATTACKING DANA OF ALL PEOPLE?

I’m not sorry, I shamelessly love Bray and Alexa together, goodbye.

“Your word is... jackass” lmaooo why is he even doing a spelling bee to prep for this match.

rip Rambling Rabbit for the 38th time.

What makes him being killed so damn demented is not only the way he exhibits agony and suffering as he dies, but the way they STAND BY LAUGHING UNCONTROLLABLY. This is the definition of sociopathy.

“Bullseye!” “More like... Rabbit’s heart!” *continues laughing hysterically* jfc.

Really love how Alexa puts her hand beneath her chin and then waves. That goes along with her characteristics developed since the fairy gimmick in nxt back in 2014/2015, to the cosplaying mean girl in 2016/2017/2018, to the babyface in 2019/2020. Also adds another layer with her gloves. Love that.

Nikki’s wandering around looking for Alexa, when clearly she should be looking for the Firefly Funhouse. I suggest asking Seth or Randy.

“Friends never give up on each other,” they also don’t give each other ultimatums cuz that’s toxic af, but okay.

She keeps running her mouth about Fiend and I can already see Alexa demolishing her for it.

LOVE the cohesion in going from one segment to the other as Sarah runs around looking for an interview. Fitting since that’s obviously her job, but it went together smoothly. They really come off as tmz lol.

I appreciate how Miz doesn’t want to fuck with Bray cuz he knows Bray will just torment his family lol. I also appreciate his reasoning because he’s a true opportunist. he doesn’t want to exhaust himself with this match cuz he might cash in later.

Love Alexa’s remixed theme, it’s jarring af. Walking red flag btw.

Oh nooo Nikki what are you doinggg.

I’m not a fan of how Nikki sold this interaction. Didn’t feel natural at all.

OH SHIT the sound of that slap, oof.

Oh my god I love how Bray came out and glared at Nikki. FANTASTIC. Absolute gold. Then he just smiles at Alexa as she takes his arm to escort him to the ring.

And the way the camera focuses back on Miz and Morrison... Miz’s face... I can’t, this is tremendous tbh. What a great story to run throughout this week’s Raw.

lmfao the way Alexa stuck her head between the ropes to scare Morrison. Ugh this pairing is easily my favorite thing in wwe rn.

Interesting, so Bray protects her. A fair duo.

I will never not cringe at watching people pretend to break someone’s neck by twisting it to the side. If I was a wrestler, that’s a move I would NEVER allow to be done to me.

On the plus side, Alexa took out Morrison and he sold it really fucking well. On the negative, it seems that distracted Bray as he’s more concerned for her well being now.

Oh my god the way Alexa reappears from behind the barricade. Creepy as shit.

Love watching her “balance” on the barricade considering she was one hell of a gymnast in her day.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’m all for watching Lacey progress in the ring, cuz I think her character work is just fantastic, but holy shit what a downgrade going from Mandy and Dana to Lacey and Peyton.

Why is she excited? Why is it exciting to fight Sasha? Maybe Asuka should’ve taken that match a bit more seriously, considering the outcome. But I’m jumping ahead of myself.

“No one is ready for Asuka,” except for Charlotte, Becky, Shayna, Alexa, Sasha...

I do appreciate how Lacey isn’t scared of anyone while Peyton is wary of literally everyone. That’s good. Nia has a point though, y’all could’ve used Mandy. I guess it doesn’t matter though, considering the outcome. Jumping ahead of myself again.

“Worst idea since Quibi” lmao shots fired.

*Bonus* Peyton/Lacey online exclusive: they vibe real well off script. Peyton made points saying she can’t wait to teach Lacey how to be on a team. That’s valid cuz Lacey is NOT much of a team player. Points to Lacey though, she’s funny as hell.

Highlight: Alexa Bliss

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NXT:

Awesome hearing War Pigs during that Shotzi promo. Is that the official theme song for War Games? If so, baller to wwe for shelling that cash out.

I’m guessing Shotzi was fixing her tank? Was that the premise? Regardless, the setting was different and interesting.

I really like the fencing around nxt’s ringside. Fits with the grungy “indie” feel.

God I’m gonna have to watch Candice defeat Kayden and Kacy aren’t I?

Indi bought the Garganos a flat screen tv? :/ mk. What does she have to gain? Johnny was an AWFUL champion and Candice has never even held gold. What is she hoping to accomplish?

“Indi is gaining one of the best mentors in the nxt locker room” lmao WHAT.

omg Kacy and Kayden are so fucking entertaining, I feel like I say this every time I watch them. All tag teams need to TAKE. NOTES. Look at that cohesion and teamwork. Whew.

Hold on don’t try to retcon Tegan as leaving Candice’s side. I hate Tegan even more than I hate Candice, and she was a shite friend to Dakota by proxy of being a spineless dweeb, but do not try to paint Candice as the victim in her feud with Tegan.

I know nothing about the Dakota/Candice friendship but I’d go ahead and blame Dakota since she’s hella douchey lmao.

Imagine thinking Indi is an upgrade from Dakota. Commentary is super funny and distracting tonight lmao.

Was that not a flatliner? Sure looked like an intended flatliner.

So Kacy attempts to kill herself in the process of taking out Indi and none of the cameras caught it? :/ we still using interns looking for college credits in production? Is that what’s happening??

Vic is kind of an awful commentator in his actual calls. “Nice suplex, almost a brainbuster” better hope that was a brainbuster cuz if not, that was the saddest fucking suplex I’ve ever seen in my life.

So Kacy almost kills herself using offense against Indi and Indi was coherent first? Ugh anyway.

Why do we have to listen to Ember speak every week? What a terrible idea.

So now she’s gonna be nxt’s savior by getting rid of Dakota and Raquel? Oh for fuck’s sake.

Why does she have fucking soda tabs on her gear still.

Why is she teaming with Toni. I THOUGHT THEY WERE HEELS. Seriously, am I the dumb one? Am I the one who needs their hand held? Has Ember not been acting like a heel since she returned? Am I the only one confused about Toni’s alignment??

“We’ve fallen victim to the numbers game” WHEN have you fallen victim to the numbers game, Toni? WHO WROTE THIS.

I know nxt wants me to give a shit about Ember and Toni, but good luck making me care about anyone down there more than Dakota or Rhea.

I would really appreciate it if Dakota was moved up to the MR without actually showing any dissention from Raquel.

Dakota calls a lot of matches, I’ve noticed. Pro shit.

Toni’s German suplexes are amazing if she’s actually never hurt anyone, cuz MAN they look gnarly af.

Gorgeous tornado ddt by Ember. Nice speed, great handling by Raquel.

Don’t Dakota and Toni have quite the history? From UK?

Today in wrestling commentary: Vic cannot tell the difference between left and right.

Whoa I just noticed Dakota isn’t wearing her knee brace. That’s kind of monumental, right? Isn’t that a big deal? I feel like that’s a big deal.

Honestly I might like Toni more than Ember. She comes off as a lot more likable since her move to nxt.

Oh Christ I gotta see Candice again. 

Hi why isn’t this main eventing? Do Rhea fucking Ripley and Io fucking Shirai not deserve it?? For real???

Hate it when refs hold the title up crooked. Noob.

Holy shit Io’s speed is TOP. TIER. Whew.

And then slips on the turnbuckle, sad. Could’ve been worse, could’ve been a Shotzi wipeout (and that’s what I’m gonna call it from now on)

What Io has in speed, Rhea has in strength, these are the facts.

Why did Vic cut Beth off by saying exactly what she was in the middle of saying? Vic’s losing a lot of points tonight tbh.

oof gnarly German suplex off the second rope by Io.

Oh my, Rhea’s ear is covered in blood. Must have punctured her ear with an earring. Rough. I say this as someone who has her fair share of piercings: it BOGGLES MY MIND why any of these women wrestle with their piercings in lmao. No ma’am.

Brutal match, whew.

Rhea wiped her own blood on her face.

There are some aprons spots with Rhea obviously waiting around that needed some work.

Rhea can sell, certainly, but her screaming is way too dramatic at times. Most notably at wm in the empty arena, but this match is a close second. Almost borders on annoying.

Niiice Rhea adding a nice vortex spin on the tail end of her cloverleaf submission. Points. Keep that.

Oh that Riptide attempt countered into an armbar by Io. BEAUTIFUL.

I liked that. Io goes for the 619 in the middle rope, Rhea ducks. Io goes for the 619 on the lower rope, Rhea dodges. Io strikes her a couple times, Rhea falls to the opposite side of the ring and Io proceeds to hit the 619. Good stuff.

Lol Io’s smiling at Rhea kicking out of the missile dropkick.

Nice flip off of Rhea’s clothesline but I’m not a fan of Io landing her moonsault on her feet. That’s not really her M.O.

Fucking spiked Rhea with a ddt by countering the Riptide again. That’s a solid champion, has her opponent completely scouted.

Beautiful sunset flip powerbomb through the ropes with Rhea landing through a table. Would’ve been cool if Rhea had let go right away, though.

In kf, I give points to Rhea for dragging herself from the rubble just to eat a clean pin. Great match.

Highlight: Io vs Rhea

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NXT UK:

Wow robbing me of KLR’s entrance. Guess Piper is officially the heel.

Quit calling her a “new” Piper Niven. A slight aggression is hardly “new”

BE CAREFUL WITH KLR’S SNAZZY COAT.

Y’all got tape out? Have we learned nothing from Bayley/Sasha hiac?

CHUCKED A FUCKING RING BELL INTO PIPER’S HEAD LMAO

Ugh headbutt that takes everyone out. Tsk.

Ric who? Charlotte’s dad??

Who do I gotta pay to see KLR vs Becky Lynch in an extreme match?!

KLR rolls away after that fisherman buster on the outside. Smart points.

Alright listen I’m on KLR’s side but WHY IS JINNY OUT HERE

Lol smacked Piper with a ‘no entry’ sign. Haha.

And Piper broke a sign over KLR’s head, followed by puns from the commentators.

rip random guitar.

Match doesn’t have any creative spots really, but they sure know how to utilize random objects.

BRO YOU CAN’T TAKE A STEEL PIPE TO HER KNEE ON CONCRETE, THAT’S HELLA RUDE. KLR lit a fire under Piper’s ass and Piper’s trying to retire her as thanks. Super, super rude.

Fuck her up fam, I don’t even feel bad.

??? Did KLR even land through the table or did she just land straight onto the fucking concrete? Jesus Christ man. No, she didn’t, she slid into the second table and just ate the floor. Oh my god. IS SHE OKAY??

Highlight: That vicious ending gained KLR a lot of respect in my eyes

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Smackdown:

Imagine being surprised that Adam chose the longest reigning SD women’s champion as his team captain. Granted she’s probably despised by everyone, but she’s got the pedigree, come on now.

Look how good Bayley looks. Whew.

“You know what time it is? Bayley time.” she’s so annoying rofl.

Wow riveting stuff, I have zero comments about this 2 min match tbh.

Go stand in the ring with your damn captain, Bianca.

Lmao Bayley allergic to hugs now. Character progression.

It’s quite the team I’m ngl. I just wish we could’ve wrapped up this Sasha/Bayley shit like... months ago so we could enjoy captain Bayley for a bit longer. Gonna burn through this in one damn episode. It’s a bummer.

*Bonus* Nattie’s online exclusive: “I sailed through some rough waters [...] I’m smart, I’m sexy, I’m funny, I’m rich” She is funny, I will give her that.

We’re getting Asuka/Sasha face to face? For real? Okay.

Cute, Sasha’s smile toward Asuka actually looked genuine. I miss when Sasha seemed genuine. It’s like Bayley killed that part of her.

“Michael are you forgetting what time it is?” BAYLEY TI-- “It is boss time, baby!” welp my mistake.

I’ve played Asuka’s dialogue to Sasha 3x and I still have no idea what she was saying because of her ridiculous fucking dancing and animation. I’m tired. Bayley come take her title.

Omg now she’s doing “you can’t see me” SHE ACCOMPLISHES NOTHING I absolutely despise her being champion.

Actually she is ready for Asuka, and I’m gonna take great joy in watching her win this Sunday. Sasha is hella unlikeable until the moment that bell rings, then she’s a god. Is what it is.

Booo Sasha was actually doing good on the mic, how dare you ruin that, Carmella.

Asuka is awful. Even Becky and Ronda fought off common enemies once upon a time. Asuka helps legit N O B O D Y. Awful champion.

Highlight: Captain Bayley

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Survivor Series:

Love Sasha’s gear.

Asuka kicked out at one, quick everyone cry about her selling. Oh wait she’s not Charlotte, my bad.

Beautiful attempt at an armbar by Sasha, whew.

Sasha is so good at this whole wrestling thing lol.

Nice pop up from that backstabber.

Right and in contrast, Asuka is an amazing striker.

Oh a codebreaker to Sasha as she dangles from the second rope. Gorgeous move.

Ahhhh the blue haired god got the job done. I knew she’d win but it’s so gratifying to see.

Not much to say about the match. The spots weren’t brutal or super creative/innovative, but it had GREAT back and forth and really showcased their chemistry in technical wrestling. Also might very well have been the best match they’ve had yet, seemed pretty short though. Still, an enjoyable watch. Good for Sasha.

Lol the disdain in Nia’s face as she looks at Lana.

Look, Bayley’s arm band says ‘captain’ so she’s the captain.

Love seeing how creative people get with their gear at Survivor Series, as opposed to just throwing a damn brand shirt on. Looking at you, 2016.

One thing I’ve learned about Bayley is if she calls you sister, she genuinely likes you behind the scenes. So glad to see Lacey is in her good graces.

Omg Lacey learned how to do a kip up, everybody clap.

Love how the light shines off of Nattie’s gear. Got rainbows popping.

Squatting while stalling a suplex, and synchronized kip ups. Bianca and Nattie are fun.

“Bayley and the great Becky Lynch,” Oh shit, peep that RESPECT we’re putting on her name now? She gets ‘the great’?? wwe finally seeing her on the same level as ‘the great’ Charlotte Flair??? I am shook. Good for her, fucking deserved (also poor Bayley rofl)

Lana tags herself in again lmao. Nia 5 seconds from killing her. Look, Lana tries. Let her try.

I can’t breathe. she been put in timeout.

(referring to a move by Peyton) “I give that a perfect 10“ PPPFFFFTTTT

What a bump by Bayley; a suplex off the top rope onto the entire roster on the outside, and what a great locker room leader to be checking on everyone IMMEDIATELY as if she didn’t just fucking take a massive bump. Also poor Lana standing over there watching the fun lol.

Now I already knew Peyton pinned Bayley cuz of the outrage by Bayley fans who deemed her “buried” afterward, but I think it was a poor decision to have Peyton get that pin. Peyton sucks, not sorry. Have Lacey get that pin before Peyton. Actually, have Lana get that pin before Peyton.

Not sure what Nattie was going for with that submission to Peyton, but she improvised real quick. So points.

Doesn’t Nattie usually wear wrist guards? Awkward seeing her without them.

Goes for a sharpshooter on a woman who’s not even active rn. I’m removing her points lmao.

I legit never get to see Bianca’s 450 splash and you know what? Fuck y’all.

Well Bianca’s a great partner to do a Spanish Fly with so, good on Lacey.

That’s an interesting elimination. Ruby would’ve pinned Shayna as she had rolled back and reversed the Clutch, but the ref was distracted by Nia. By the time he started counting, Ruby had passed out. Interesting.

Crucifix Bomb by Liv eliminates Lacey, fucking dope.

Having Bianca as the last survivor on her team is great for Bianca. This is a compliment from management.

BEAUTIFUL catch by Shayna into the Clutch. Wow that was nice.

Ah we redoing the spot from their Takeover match, IE my introduction to Bianca. Solid.

Oh this is good. Bianca passed out from the Clutch while on the ropes so Shayna was disqualified. Nia drug Bianca out of the ring to put her through the announce table and they started brawling until they were both counted out. 

Again, I knew Lana was the sole survivor but seeing it happen is fucking hilarious. Nice protection for Bianca though, and seeing Nia this pissed off is so cathartic.

Highlight: Bianca was the real standout imo

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*Survivor Series shined the brightest as we had both a great technical match, and a fun, entertaining multiwoman match filled with shenanigans. If that’s a cop out, then I’ll give it to NXT this week. 

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