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Elucien AU | A Game of Dice

type: fluff & smut warning(s): vulgar wording, drinking, mention of smoking, female oral receiving, male oral receiving, minors DNIword count: 6.2k words summary: Vassa brings her best friend Elain to a party hosted by no other than Lucien Vanserra, pro-athlete and college heartthrob. When they play a funny and very special game the night takes a turn, secret relationships are revealed and two people secretly drooling over each other finally get a chance to get to know each other better… thank you @autumndreaming7 for the idea, it was soooo amazing and I enjoyed writing it so much💛

Elain is happy about the jumpsuit she is wearing as a cool breeze blows around her legs and lifts the edges. She would have had her very own Marilyn Monroe moment if she had put on the tiny dress Vassa suggested for her, but luckily she could convince her this option is better. Vassa only agreed because she said it accentuates Elain’s cleavage and will definitely catch a certain someones attention. Elain had only rolled her eyes at her best friend at the implication.

She draws in a long breath, hoping it calms her nervously beating heart as she stands a little behind Vassa, her hands folded in front of her body. While Vassa is the epitome of cool nonchalance and relaxation, Elain is a ball of nerves behind her, bouncing on her toes and her fingers toying with the skin around her nails. And great…small parts of the red polish she put on earlier are already gone due to her nervous fingers. She is a little edge for two reasons. Reason number one: it is a college party. And a college party means a lot of people, alcohol, drinking games, sweaty bodies moving against one another, and all these things are somehow a little out of her comfort zone. And then there is reason number two: the host of the party. Mr Lucien Pro-Athlete-and-College-Heartthrob-And-Makes-Her-Knees-Feel-a-Little-Wobbly Vanserra. Lucien is just everything she can dream of in a man. He is tall, he is charming, he is funny, he is hot like Doritos, when he smiles he can compete with the sun, his shoulders are as broad as the doorframe in her small flat and he…he just exists and with his existence he does things to her she can’t quite understand. And now she is standing right in front of his house, the house he is sharing with his best mate, namely Vassa’ s boyfriend Jurian. Vassa is the only reason why she is here in the first place, her best friend invited her, but telling by the nosies coming from the inside of the place, Lucien has somehow invited everyone…like the whole college, or so.

“I guess we can just walk in. After all my boyfriend lives here, right?” Obviously no one heard the doorbell over the loud chatter and music, it would have been a miracle if someone did and—

The door swings open and reveals no other than the owner of the house and the host of the wild party going on behind him. Lucien Vanserra grins from one ear to the other, dressed in some loose pants and an half-unbuttoned shirt. “Evening, ladies!” He looks at Vassa and opens is arms for her. She gets the memo and quickly closes the distance between them. “My fav Vanserra brother, come here.” Vassa slings her arms around him and hugs him tightly.

Lucien chuckles a little. “Don’t say that too loudly, my brother’s here as well, Vass.” Lucien kisses her cheek and lets go off her only to step back and raise a brow. The beautiful grin stays on his face as his eyes dance over Elain. “And God in heaven above, you really brought her.” His eyes are swirling pits of wild fires when they narrow in on her face. “I am really glad you could make it, Elain.” He moves closer to Elain who is somehow rooted to the ground, still standing outside the door.

He knows her name!

Every fiber in Elain’s body is dancing, her heart doing one happy flip after the other. “I did,” she says and wants to face-palm herself. Out of everything she could have said, she opted for this. Lucien chuckles deeply as he moves closer to her, and reaches out his hand. Her own trembles as she lifts it to his and when there hands touch — his warm palm against her cold one— it feels like fireworks explode inside of her. She giggles a little nervously and lets him shake her hand. “Really glad you made it, your sisters are already here.” My sisters?! Elain thinks, wondering how in the world they got invited here. But then….Rhys is somehow invited to every party and Cassian is Lucien’s team mate, so it makes sense they bring their girlfriends as well. Just why didn’t they tell her? But then why would they? Elain has declined most invitations to parties in the past — referring back to reason number one. She is just not a party person, she is not a party pooper, but still not the biggest fan of them either.

“Come on in then, both of you. Jurian is already highly anticipating you, Vass. And I was…highly anticipating your arrival.” Lucien winks at Elain with nothing but male smugness etched into his features. With a big grin on her face, Vassa spins around on her heels, claps her hands and sets out for the living room. She would never leave Elain alone at party, never in a hundred years. But maybe, just maybe, she asked Lucien the other day to keep an eye on Elain. Vassa knows about Lucien’s massive crush on Elain, asking her a ton of questions what things Elain liked and if she thinks he would ever have a chance with “the most beautiful girl on the whole campus.” And since Vassa also knows about Elain’s massive crush on Lucien, she decided to help them a little. Elain’s heart is skipping one happy beat after the other. “My arrival?” She looks dumbfounded, her lips parting a little as she stares at Lucien, her chin a little pushed forward. She has too look up at him, Lucien is just so very tall. The Vanserra brother dips his chin. “Yes, yours. Is that so difficult to believe?” In fact, it is. Elain has not really thought he likes her, in all honesty. They have only met a few times when she was with Vassa and they happened to run into Jurian and his best mate. But now… now he has been expecting her. She can’t stop the colour from filling her cheeks, as she blushes furiously and her face practically radiates heat. She steps up to Lucien who does not move a single bit. He waits until she is one step in front of him and only then closes the door behind her and falls in line with her, his hand landing on the small of her back. “Not going to many parties, right?”

Elain gives her head a little shake, his close proximity and the hand on her back doing odd things to her belly and heart. He moves even closer, leaning in until his mouth nearly touches her ear. “Stay with me, alright? I don’t want you to get lost or some idiot to get wrong ideas.”

Internally Elain cringes at what he has insinuated. She turns her head, and stops. Lucien bumps into her, but he doesn’t say anything. Elain is looking up at him with her big fawn eyes and he finds himself lost in them and also lost for words. Her lips part a little, as if she want to say something, but no words leave her mouth, either. Lucien gently strokes her back with his thumb, hoping to convey the necessary comfort. “You will be fine. I am not letting you out of my eyes. No one will try to make a move on you.” He smiles sincerely, his gaze moving over her face, to her lush lips that are still parted. No one but me, he thinks and wants to slap his brain for this thought. Elain presses her lips in a thin line, brows drawing together and Lucien has to admit she looks absolutely adorable. The corner of her mouth tips up, her eyes sparkling a little. “Am I so easy to read?” she asks with a light chuckle, the sound like music in Lucien’s ears. He grins a little. “You are. But don’t worry, it is quite…” “Elli, Elli, Elii!” Cassian claps his hands as he appears in the doorframe, beaming brightly. “You actually came, what a lovely surprise!” She smiles a sheepishly, when her probably soon-to-be brother-in-law wraps his arms around her and kisses the side of her head. “I am,” she says silently, but he hears her anyway and his grin only brightens. “Nes, will be happy to see you. I let her know when I find her again. I guess she is with Em and Gwyn somewhere.” He clasps Lucien’s shoulder, then pats it and hollers, “Wicked party, mate!” With that he pushes past him and heads for the restroom that is down the corridor. Loud music is playing inside the ginormous living room, and Elain catches a glimpse of the people dancing inside, drinking and chatting and is this—?

Oh Feyre! Elain thinks and shakes her head a little, giggling. Her sister is snogging her boyfriend in the middle of the bustling and crowded living room. Brilliant…not the thing a big sister really wants to see. Strobe lights pulse from inside of the room, and Elain can feel the vibrations of the music in her legs. Excitement hangs in the air, everyone so very ready to let loose and escape the the reality of university life for a night. The crowd somehow moves as one, swaying to the beat of pulsating music and Elain’s lips part again as she watches in silent curiosity. Lucien leads her into the room, but they don’t go to the centre of it, he guides her to the adjoint room. The kitchen. A makeshift bar is stationed in the kitchen and overflowed with all sort of of beverages, mostly beer and some fancy looking and colourful bottles of alcohol, served in plastic cups. “What do you want to drink?” He has to lean in again so she can hear him and Elain can’t avoid breathing in his delicious scent. She doesn’t really know what she wants to drink and so only shrugs her shoulders. “Beer?” Lucien raises a brow and points at a bottle. Elain purses her lips, but then nods eagerly. “Yes, thank you, I’ll take one.” He beams as he opens the bottle and hands it to her. “Well, then.” He grabs himself a beer and then guides her out into the living room again, his hand again on the small of her back, his chest touching her shoulder. “Are you alright? Tell me if you no longer feel comfortable. We can go outside, or I’ll call you a taxi. I would offered to drive you, but unfortunately not possible.” He lifts his hand and waves his bottle in front of her vision. Elain gets the sudden urge to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss his cheek. He is so kind, so thoughtful, so considerate. God! She wants to scream and…also kiss him. Just a little thank you peck. Oh Christ! Where do these thoughts come from? Elain has to giggle to herself, which somehow amuses Lucien, but still he flashes her a questioning look, not having received and answer yet. Elain notices and says, “Thank you, I will. But I am very alright. And you are here with me.” Was that sentence cringe? Weird? Embarrassing? Elain is a huge over-thinker, so obviously these questions bubble up inside of her. But Lucien comforts her with a big smile and the dip of his chin, which brings his face closer to hers. “Good. Let’s head over to others, shall we?”

As Elain nods, her heart not really slowing but a kernel of relief blooming it, and she lets him guide her through the wild crowd of dancing, chatting and singing people. Basically everyone says something to Lucien while he just smiles or tips his chin at them, his sole focus on Elain. He keeps his eyes on her, making sure no one bumps into her or says something to her that is spoken in a drunken state and could offend or scandalise her.

They walk up to a cluster of students huddled together on a comfortable couch, engaged in deep conversations about only God knows what. Others are outside, enjoying the cool night air and smoking. He stays close to her when they join the group of people and Elain is relieved as she knows most of them. There is first of all Vassa and an empty seat next to her which Elain heads for immediately, feeling a sudden cold on her back where Lucien’s hand was earlier. She plops down next to Vassa, smiling and her chest heaving with a deep inhale. Her cheeks are definitely flushed as Vassa flashes her a knowing look. Elain greets Jurian who beams at her. Lucien lets himself fall onto the dark green armchair next to Elain, stretching his long legs in front of him. Next to him is his brother and then a guy she has only heard of and seen pictures of from Vassa. Azriel is his name. Also a team mate of Lucien and Cassian, and also one of the college heartthrobs from what Elain has heard about him. He dips his chin at her and it is all of a greeting she gets from him, but it is not impolite or unkind, it is just how he is apparently. Next to him is a blond woman who currently climbs over the back of the couch, one leg already on the other side. “Hi, Elli!” she greets and waves her hand at Elain, finally pulling her second leg over the back of the couch as well. Mor. Her sister’s best friend. “Need some more wine and anyways not in the mood to play a game, see you lot later. Have fun.” She grins as she turns and heads for the kitchen, swaying her hips to the music.

“A game?” Lucien asks and raises his brow before lifting his bottle to his lips. He takes a sip from his beer, leans back in the arm chair and places the bottle on the floor beside him. He raises his arm to rest his elbow on the armrest of the chair and glances at Elain, who lowers her own bottle from her lips, a little drop of beer still on her lower lip. God, what would he give to kiss it away. Or…lick it away.

“Yes a game!” Vassa’s eyes flash with mischief and she glances at her friends in expectation. Out of her big bag she pulls a dark violet box. She shakes it a little before opening it and placing lid on the couch next to her. Elain glances at it and and at the label that says ‘18+’. She feels her palms turn a little damp at the thought of what is about to come and places her beer down on the couch table in front of her. Her experiences are not a lot — Graysen, her ex-boyfriend, has not been a generous lover, and already in simple games of Never Have I Ever, did Elain never really have to drink often. She simply hasn’t done most things, as Graysen was a guy who wasn’t that explorative and his range of positions went from missionary to well…missionary.

“What kind of game?” Azriel asks out of the blue, his voice low and it draws Eris’ attention to him. Elain notices how Lucien’s brother watches him and a small smile appears on her face. Well, that is cute and jus proves the point of him being a heartthrob as well.

“A fun game where we all,” — she wiggles her brows and grins wickedly— “can get to know each other so much better.” Jurian, who has probably already been informed about the game by his girlfriend, lays an empty bottle onto the table. “So, rules are…you spin the bottle and whoever it lands on you have to do the things to or on — the things the dice decide.” Vassa fumbles out a small piece of paper, opens it and places it in the middle of the table. There is a table on it and the moment Elain’s eyes scan the words she wants a hole to open in the floor, hoping it sucks her in. She can’t play this game…never in a million years. Not with these options…

1) Kiss 1) Lips 2) Lick 2) Ears 3) Stroke 3) Neck 4)Rub 4)Inside of thigh 5)Tickle 5)Chest 6)Bite 6) Toes 7) Massage 7) Private 8)Touch 8) Nose 9)Poke 9) Belly 10) Hold 10) Hand

What the hell is this game? And as it has two 10 sided dice and the options are awful…. Elain thinks to herself and lifts her eyes of the paper. Lucien is already looking at her, smiling sheepishly when she catches him looking. “Sounds like a fun little game,” he says, chuckling lowly.

“Unless you have to suck someone’s toes,” Eris grumbles. “For example yours, Lu. Those smelly, rotten toes that are in your trainers the whole day.” The older Vanserra brother crinkles his nose in disgust, and shakes his head with a grimace on his face, laughing.

“Bastard!” Lucien comments.

“You are, actually,” Eris jokes and his younger brother flips him off, but laughs nevertheless. His brother returns the gesture, grinning a little feistily. Elain can’t really focus on their little banter, she is internally planning her escape, but is unlucky. “And you will throw the dice. And let’s say they are 4 and 3….then you have rub someones neck. Now, if the bottle points onto Lucien for example and it is my turn, I have to rub his neck.” Everyone bows their head in understanding and anticipation and so the game begins. Vassa is kind and so she does not hand the dice to Elain, but to Jurian and it is then that Nesta and Cassian also join the game and Vassa does some little explanation for them as well. The game begins, Jurian spins the bottle and throws the dice: Lucien - Massage - Belly.

He huffs, but then hollers as Lucien leans further back in the chair, grins as he lifts his shirt and— God! Elain nearly drools at the sight of the six pack that is revealed to her — nothing but hard, solid muscles that ripple when he flexes them. Jurian makes a whole show out of his task, dancing his way over to his best friend and then starts rubbing his belly, his hips swaying to the music, almost like he is giving a lap dance. They both cackle loudly when Jurian is done and returns to his seat and next is actually Lucien. He spins and Elain’s breath halts. But it lands on Nesta. “Careful, Lucien,” Cassian warns, but silent amusement is etched into his features. The dice roll and…Kiss - Nose.

“Don’t kill me, mate,” Lucien cautions as he slowly gets up and moves over to Nesta. “May I kiss your nose, Ms Archeron?” Nesta chuckles loudly, winks at Cassian and then tips her chin up. “You may, Mr Vanserra.” He slowly leans in and Elain, although this is her sister who has a boyfriend whom she loves so very much, looks away. She does not want to see it somehow although this is just a silly game and just a silly kiss on the nose. Still she does not want to see it. And so the game continues, Nesta has to poke Azriel’s belly. Azriel has to tickle Vassa’s ear, who has to bite Cassian’s hand. He then has to touch Eris’ lips, Eris has to stroke Elain’s nose and then it is her turn and an enormous wave of nervousness washes over her. She holds the dice tightly in her sweaty hand, her heart racing like a galloping stallion. She spins the bottle and as it turns she throws the dice.

The dice roll and the bottle comes to a halt and it feels like time stops…so does her heart. Azriel - Tickle - Neck. She wants to die. Or turn into nothing but thin air. If Azriel is also affected by it, or nervous, he does not show. His face stays emotion less. Even as Vassa urges Elain to get up and she finally waddles over to him. She stops in front of him, looking at him with big eyes. Azriel cranes his neck and it is then that a small smirk appears on his lips. “Do your worst, Elain.”

Lucien really has to control himself. Right now he really, really, really wants to just punch Azriel in the face. Or dismiss him from this party. And when he looks at his older brother, he knows similar thoughts are coursing through Eris’ mind. Of course, Eris’ crush on Azriel is obvious, at least to his little brother’s eyes. He just knows him too well.

To say Elain feels awkward when she tickles Azriel’s neck would be an understatement. He does not show any reaction, other than still looking at her with the smug smile on his face. “Done,” Elain declares and quickly hurdles back to her seat, her cheeks hot and red. Lucien huffs and flashes Azriel a small glower before looking back at Elain. She is fumbling with her fingers…the fingers that have just touched Azriel and it makes him feel…jealous. Yes, he is jealous and annoyed that the bottle landed on Azriel…Idiot.

“Well, Azriel, you are next then.” Vassa announces and shoves the bottle as well as the dice over to him. He grabs the dice and spins the bottle which lands on…Eris. Cassian hollers, smacking his hand onto the backrest of the couch. “Hooh, hooh, that is going to be fun!” He flashes a Azriel a big, wicked grin and winks. Azriel notices this, but decides to ignore his best friend as his thoughts start going crazy just like Elain’s do whenever she thinks of Lucien. He rolls the dice and his heart halts for a moment. Stroke - Inner Thigh.

Well, this is, indeed, going to be fun. Lucien huffs a little, watching how Eris’ whole body stiffens and a muscle in his jaw ticks. Azriel glances at Eris for a moment, no conversation passing between them as he lowers his hand to Eris’ thigh, very high up actually and slowly starts stroking his in tight jeans clad leg. Eris’ body stays rigid, his focus on the table until Azriel lets his hand move further up, so very close to Eris’ private parts.

“Fuck you!” A grin breaks out on Eris’ face, Azriel’s slender fingers drawing circles to his inner thigh. Eris grabs the pillow from beside him. Azriel shows him a mischievous grin in the exact moment that Eris places the pillow on his lap to cover up any indication of what Azriel’s touch does to him. “Just get a room you two,” Lucien grumbles and shakes his head at his brother, chuckling lowly.

“Jealous?” Eris retorts, his voice tinged with amusement.

Lucien flips him off once again and shakes his head.

“And don’t worry, little brother. We will do that anyway later.” He grins and glances at Azriel.

“I fucking knew that you two are banging. But hell, when were you going to make it official?” Cassian’s gaze ping-pongs between Eris and Azriel who both grin and laugh from the bottom of their hearts. They make a beautiful couple Elain has to admit, but now she feels a little silly for tickling his jaw. After all Azriel is Eris’ lover…But she decides not to think about it too much and rather listen in on the conversation again.

“We thought you would figure out at some point. Had no idea it would take you so long. And we are not only banging, we are dating.” Azriel hums. He removes his hand from Eris’ thigh, only to wrap his arm around Eris’ shoulder and pull him in for a quick kiss on the cheek. God! They are cute! Elain thinks and her lips pout a little.

“Alright, stop the endless cheesiness. We have a game to play. Eris you are next!”

Eris has to hold Nesta’s hand, and she then has to lick Cassian lips. As if they are not doing this all the time anyway, Elain thinks but her inner chuckling dies down the moment, Cassian announces that he has to massage her toes. Elain cringes a little, but Cassian only laughs, the sound so loud it even drowns out the chatter in the background. He gets up and rubs his hands. “Well, Elli, let’s do this.” He grins as he crouches down in front of her. “But I have to warn you, your sister loves her foot massages, don’t melt into a puddle, Elli.” Elain has to chuckle as well, her head thrown back as she does so. Cassian helps her slip out of her sandals and then starts massaging her toes which makes her laugh uncontrollably. It just tickles so much and tears build up in her eyes. Everyone watching them, including Lucien, has to laugh as well — the whole image they create is just too funny and then there is Elain’s laugh. Lucien wants to bottle it up and listen to it whenever he feels sad. It is the most beautiful sound in the entire world and he knows he can never get enough of hearing it. Elain is clutching her belly, tears running down her cheeks when Cassian finally straightens up and returns to his place next to Nesta. “Whenever you need me again, you know where to find me, Elli. The best masseur in the entire world.” Cassian winks at Elain and then kisses Nesta’s cheek before sipping on his red cup filled with some sort of liquor.

“And next up is Elain!” Vassa cheers and somehow Elain feels less nervous now, the laughing has calmed her and she happily grabs the dice and bottle, spins and a second later throws the dice onto the table.

But then all nonchalance and bliss whooshes out of her the moment the bottle stops and the dice show the numbers. This time Elain really wants to be sucked into a hole in the ground because what is revealed to her is simply impossible. This has to be joke. A really bad one. With widened eyes, parted lips, and a dry mouth, she finds her breath catching, unable to tear her gaze away from the table. What is revealed to them must be a cruel joke, it can’t be anything else: Lucien - Lick - Private

“Oh God!” Elain expresses, her voice hushed and she flashes Vassa a look of pure shock. Nesta bites down on her lip, showing her little sister an apologetic look but also one that says ‘I really don’t want to see this.’ And Elain…really does not want to do this. But then…something about it intrigues her…somehow. But she does not want to stay here. She can never in a million years do this in front of everyone. And it is as if Lucien can read her mind. He releases a breathy laugh and leans a little forward. “Well, it says private,” he says, his tone amused and a smug smile on his lips. He wipes his hands down his thighs and gets up, extending his hand to Elain. “So, we will share whatever this refers to…in private.” Lucien winks at Elain who finds herself unable to move until Vassa nudges her ribs. Cassian makes some cheering noises which is accompanied by the shake of Eris’ head who flashes his little brother a look that says ‘Don’t hurt her. Don’t do anything she does not want. She is a good one.’ Lucien tips his chin at his brother, both in acknowledgment and assurance that he won’t do anything she does not want. Elain slowly gets up and almost tentatively surrounds the table. “Have fun,” Vassa giggles and bites down on her lower lip as she leans onto Jurian. She shows Elain thumbs up before said woman turns her attention fully to Lucien.

Her knees quiver with uncertainty, her heart races, and her breath quickens. She slides her palm into Lucien’s and looks up at him with big eyes. He flashes her a warm smile and gently guides her through the crowd. Everything until they arrive in what she gathers is his room becomes a blur — her mind is spiraling and she is mulling over every possible thing that could happen now. Lucien locks the door behind them and guides her to the bed where he sits down. Elain stands in front of him, her hands intertwined in front of her body, her breathing quick, chest heaving with every inhale. Lucien notices her unease and wants to comfort her. He does not expect anything from her. He just wanted to get her out. He did not want her to have to do anything she does not want or feel comfortable with. And he knows, the others might have pushed her to lick his abs or something like this in front of everyone and he really did not want that. Lucien’s hands are braced on the bed, the veins in his strong arms standing out. His head lolls back and he looks up at her with those damnably beautiful eyes, slowly assessing her. “You know you don’t have to do anything you don’t want.”

“But it says lick and private.” Elain’s brows are drawn together, her lips pursed. “Elain,” Lucien says, his voice tinged with empathy. He leans forward and braces his elbows on his thighs, never breaking eye-contact. “I am not expecting you to give me a blow job right now.” Elain’s eyes widen and she gapes at him. “Oh…” She swallows around the sudden lump in her throat, her mind going crazy with a million thoughts most of them going exactly to the topic of giving him a blow job. She sucks her lower lip between her lips, her eyes still locked with his, and waits for him to say something.

“Have you ever…sucked someone off?” Lucien raises a brow and Elain startles a little, not at all having expected this question now. She wanted him to talk, but that question was not what she expected. Elain draws in a deep breath, her cheeks feeling hot and then she steps closer to Lucien. Leaning down, she is on eye level with him and grins. “Take a guess?”

Lucien’s gaze falls to her lips and lingers and then he grins as well. “Well, I think you have.” “And I think you are correct.” She is still grinning, internally calming herself down as every fiber in her body is pulsing and vibrating with a sudden desire and lust. The distant thump of music seeps through door and walls of the room, the melodies and chatters wafting through the air, but in the confines of his room it is just them. Only Lucien and Elain and she decides that she wants to be bold. It is a chance and she wants to take it. She wants it. And she wants him. She wants Lucien and why not be reckless for once? As if he could read her thoughts once again, Lucien tips his chin up a little, his lips nearly meeting hers and then he says in a whispered voice, “Tell me what you want, Elain.”

“I want what the game suggested.” She raises her own brow, a smirk on her lips and Lucien is gone. “It just said lick, Elain. And in private,” he taunts, and pokes his tongue out, softly brushing it over her lower lip. She shivers a little, a sigh catching in her throat. “It did,” she whispers and her breath tickles Lucien’s skin. “Tell me you want it, Elain. Tell me you want to lick me. Tell me you want to suck my cock.” His wording is terribly vulgar, but instead of turning her off, it makes something in her lower belly tighten and dampness pool between her thighs. She closes her eyes for a moment, and releases a trembling breath. “I want to suck your cock, Lucien.” Her lips split into a grin and then she leans in and kisses the corner of his mouth. “Would you like that?”

Lucien places his lips on hers, sending vibrations throughout her whole body when he says, “I would like nothing more than that. But only under one condition.” He pauses, loving how Elain shivers a little against him. “And that is?” she asks in a sultry tone.

“I want to taste your pretty cunt at the same time. I want you to ride my face, Elain, while you swallow my cock.” Oh God! Elain feels dizzy, her mind clouded with desire, her vision blurry at the sudden heat she feels all over her body. “Yes!” It is all she says before their lips meet in a frenzied kiss, full of passion and hunger. Their hands claw at the clothes of the other, ripping and peeling the pieces off their bodies as quickly as possible. The jumpsuit Elain is wearing is gone in a instant which makes it easier for Lucien to worship her soft skin with searing kisses and touches.

As their bodies come together they move onto the bed, and Lucien positions Elain just in the way he wants her. She has no time to feel insecure or nervous about her whole body being so on display for him. Not when Lucien eyes her like she is the first meal after having been starved for months. Elain’s knees press into the mattress as she hovers above his head, his heated gaze nearly turning her molten. He moves his arms back, his biceps flexing, the muscles in his solid chest rippling and he helps her move closer. “You are so fucking beautiful, Elain,” Lucien raps, his gaze touching every body part he can see from below her. He turns his head a little, kisses the inside of her thighs, strokes her legs gently, and then parts her wet folds with his thumbs. Elain’s body goes rigid, her walls clenching around nothing. But she he can’t lower herself. She can’t sit on his face as he requested it. She would suffocate him. But Lucien has none of that. He wants her to suffocate him, or maybe nearly suffocate him.

“Elain!” Lucien’s voice is gentle, but stern and demanding. “Don’t hover, fucking sit on my face!” His large hands grab her ass and he pulls her down, his tongue gliding through her folds as he savours his first taste of her and groans somewhere deep in his throat. Everything coils and bliss erupts all over Elain’s body. She cries out in pleasure, her head lolling back, eyes closed and lips parted. Good God! She really has not expected this party to turn out like this…But now she can’t even put into words how happy she is that she came here.

Elain slides down his front, until she can take his rigid and proud length into her hands, stroking him gently. He is thick and long, soft and yet so very hard. Lucien latches at her entrance, lets his tongue circle her clit, his arms wrap around her middle and Elain takes him into her mouth, teasing the head with her tongue. She has only done that twice in her life, but telling by the purely male groan that leaves Lucien at her first taste of him, she knows what she is doing is quite alright. His noises are a sin — nothing human anymore. Almost primal sounds come from some deep part of his throat as he suckles, licks and teases hers. His arms are tightly curled around her while he feasts, while she sucks and swallows around him, teasing him with her tongue. She is savouring every part of his length, her hand stroking the part her mouth can’t reach and she even lets it slide down to his balls. Lucien hisses against her, lifts her hips a little for a second to release a low growl, his chest vibrating. “Fucking God, Elain! Don’t ever stop!” Pulling her back down, he returns to his business, devouring her, groaning and moaning in utter pleasure. It is a moment filled with nothing but heat and passion. Feasting and being feasted upon. His cock pulses and twitches between her delicate lips as release gathers in his spine. Elain holds him tightly, wiggles her hips to signal him that he can come in her mouth. Lucien curses lowly, making a mental note to never ever let her go again. This woman is his end, but also the one person he wants to spend every day of his life with.

They come simultaneously, Elain’s screams and moans of pleasure and Lucien’s low growls and loud pants drowning out all the noises from the party below as they reach their climax and then sloppily ride out their heights together.

Music is still reaching their room, when Lucien wraps his arms around Elain’s naked body and pulls her flush to his chest. “You are my end, Elain,” he says before kissing her ear. “My absolute fucking end and don’t think that after tonight I will ever let you go again.” Elain chuckles a little and turns in his hold, looking up at him through her lashes. “Good.” She grins. “Because I won’t ever let you go again, either.”

~~~~~~~ tags: @rippahwrites @shadowhunter2003 @my-inner-crisis @ladyelain @acourtofthought @itwasalwaysaboutthetea @multifictional @moonlightazriel @brekkershadowsinger @sunshinebingo @gracie-rosee @a-frog-with-a-laptop

#elucien #elucien smut #elain x lucien #lucien vanserra #elain archeron

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IT’S ME, I’M ALIVE, UR GIRL IS BACK FR FR.

Okay, calming down now. Hi, how are you doing? I hope you’ve been good. I AM SO SORRY I haven’t commented on your new chapter releases, I’ve been having a rough time, year 12 is hard man, and I still have like two more terms of school after this one, and then university. I promise you I have read every chapter you’ve dropped, even if I haven’t commented. I’ve been lamenting for days on whether or not to send you an ask bcs like, ur my fav and ya know, it’s only fair I do bcs I follow you anyway lol but I also have no idea what to say, ur making me shy, damn. I’ve just been lurking in your Tumblr feed, liking all ur posts like a gremlin bcs sending an ask is too scary, (forgive me, for I am a coward). How long has it been since I last commented, I don’t even know 🙁.

I’m writing this as a draft in Google Docs in the middle of my maths double, who writes a draft for an ask? Me, I write drafts for asks apparently, yikes man. The maths part doesn't matter, I do not care for it.

I still love every single one of your chapters, ESPECIALLY THE READING THE BOOK ONES!! LIKE HELLO?!?!? POSEIDON FOR BEST FATHER!?!?! Sobbing, screaming, crying after reading that, I love the sea fam. Percy is so bbg too, like hold him in my hands and give him lil forehead kisses kinda bbg, so precious. AND just the campers, they're so cute, I love when Camp Half-Blood actually comes across as a family, or like an actual camp, the singing around the camp-fire is so wholesome, and Will being Percy's hype-man, like c'mon man, they're just best buddies, I love that for them.

It is deeply important to me that you understand just how much I love your fics, and just like ur content in general. When I get bored I always check my emails for updates or I go on ur Tumblr and just scroll, like I love u pookie, fr.

I’m just gonna send this as is, I’m psyching myself out over this hahah. I’ll try and get around to commenting on chapters again, especially one’s I’ve missed, and if I have time I might just start sending them via Tumblr. I need like somewhere to list everything I wanna talk abt in the comments.

Anyway, bye bye, see u soon.

Fun fact, in however long I’ve had Tumblr, this is my first ask :3

PS: I just realised I never put my name lol, it’s Smoll_Satan. This is my Tumblr account 👍.

OH MY GOD HELLO??? WELCOME BACK GIRL??? YOU HAVE BEEN MISSED TRUST 🤞🏻

I’m doing great, school is kicking my butt :( trying not fail this semester as the moment. Year 12 (which I’m taking a wild guess and saying that is junior year, in American terms) is known as the hardest and most stressful year, so no judgement here girlie!

Don’t fear girl! I’m not scary at all, I’m like the literal least intimidating person on the planet. I’m just a girl I promise. I saw you go through and like my posts and I was giggling everytime I got a notification bc that was really nice 😭

Writing in your docs is so real because I have done the EXACT same thing so many times, mostly bc I fear tumblr is gonna bug out on me ;( Also I hate math too, it irks my soul.

THANK YOU. POSEIDON IS GETTING HIS REDEMPTION ARK. TRUST ME. I was screaming writing that, i was just so surprised that I wrote that because I lovedddd it.

Will and Percy are best bro’s but Percy is ready to threaten him when he and Nico get together. Trust Percy is a protective older brother… (the singing was so sweet :(()

GIRL I LOVE YOU OH M GEE YOU’RE SO SWEET. I love seeing your comments, whilst you look for my chapters I go looking in my comments for your comment.

Don’t psych yourself out when it comes to Tumblr asks! I love them, like I find it so amazing. If you do comment trust I’ll be replying to each one, they are the source of my amusement for each chapter. (literally have cackled reading your commentary)

BYE! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

#girl your amazing #it’s the best part of posting my chapters is seeing long commenters like you #percy jackson #fanfiction #mir answers

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dreamweaversfavsandthoughs · 5 months

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Rick and Morty S7 Ep. 8: Rise of the Numbericons: The Movie

(I do care!)

Don’t forget to add spoilers to the equation

My Favs

Reminiscent of HarmonTown

I use to listen to HarmonTown back when Dan Harmon was still doing that show and I felt this episode was the most HarmonTown-esqe episode they have even done. It was written by HarmonTown regular Rob Schrab and had Dan Harmon and Brandon Johnson as basically the two leads of the episode and I felt I was listening to that podcast once again.

It broke the formula the hardest out of any episode that has been done

Mainly because Rick didn’t show up at all. I guess he’s still so depressed he couldn’t be bothered. I appreciate when the show is able to take a wild swing like that and having Rick present would have taken away from what they were trying to accomplish with Mr. Goldenfold

Mr. Goldenfold’s character was fleshed out

Mr. Goldenfold has always been the butt of the joke so it was a nice change of pace to show him as someone who is passionate about his subject matter and cares about teaching. I think the episode could have done more but it was nice seeing the character taken somewhat seriously.

Math/Letter puns

This episode was chock full of corny, sometimes clever math and letter puns and it was kinda fun trying to hunt them all. A few of my favorites include:

Bracket shield

All Type strikers attack. I want his serifs.

Subtract Water-T to life and carry the one to me

Helvetica Light speed

Threesus Christ

E-10

“I’m a prime number and I’m only divisible by myself”

“And my dick is magma but we’ll figure it out.”

Not My Fav

Morty’s role in the episode

I like seeing Morty in any episode I can get him. I really do, but Morty being in this episode felt like an executive saying, “We can’t have both Rick and Morty not be in an episode that’s a bridge too far. Just find something for Morty to do and call it a day.” As others have pointed out, you could take him out of the episode and nothing would be affected. I wish more had been done to justify him being there other than to commentate.

I’m starting to worry that the show is relying too much on older characters/older concepts

I’m not necessarily opposed to older one-off characters coming back, fleshing out old stories, or explore old places, but if done too much it can start to feel like a crutch. I feel now as we approach the end of season 7 that they might be creeping into the territory of being over reliant on old material. It might be time to start course correcting for that.

My Thoughts

I might be a bit of an outlier on this one but…I kinda enjoyed this episode. I mentioned earlier that this episode felt the most HarmonTown-esqe of any episode they’ve ever done--and I really missed that podcast. This episode seemed like something that they would have improvised or joked during an episode of that show. Also, I had read a couple reviews before the episode aired so I already knew ahead of time that Rick wasn’t going to be in it and that the episode really had nothing to do with the lore or developing the family so I went into the episode not expecting that and I had fun with it.

This episode was a love letter to schlocky 80’s action movies that seem serious on the surface but are, at their core, just dumb, corny fun. I think not having Rick in the episode was a good call because he would’ve just been a cynical voice to an episode that didn’t need any cynicism. Speaking of Rick’s absence, when I heard that he wasn’t going to be in the episode and that Water-T and Mr. Goldenfold were the main focus I expected that the episode would be a bit divisive among the fan base and they did not disappoint. It’s exhausting being in this fandom.

This episode is certainly one of the weaker episodes this season I won’t dispute that but I think a weaker episode from this season is leagues better than that sperm episode ( or some of the weaker episodes from seasons 4 and 5) and I will die on that hill. There was some clever moments, like the primitive googas being reminiscent of early pictographs and the relationship between math and music with Mr. Goldenfold teaching Ice-T about time signatures. That connection makes the logic of Mr. Goldenfold’s and Ice-T’s friendship and falling out make sense, albeit, in a deeply silly way. The writer clearly loves 80’s action movies and used the characters and settings of Rick and Morty to accomplish his own version and I’m here for it.

#rick and morty #rick and morty season 7 #rnm #rick and morty spoilers #rnm spoilers #rnm season 7 #rise of the numbericons: the movie

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Top 23 gameplay moments/fav screenshots

Thank you for the tag, @julesbbsea17 ! I have a bad habit of not saving my gameplay screenies - I put them into annotated slides to share on my spam IG account - but I do have some that I remembered to keep! And the rest are post-Horse Ranch release, as I haven't cleaned my screenshots folder in a while. 😆

I'm hoping Tumblr will do the automatic "see more" cut here, but let me know if this is hogging your feed...

Fen building the treehouse in their Tartosa home. He just looked handsome. 🥹

2. Playing with @dustyratt 's costumes!

3. Sax on the swing one evening. This was my wallpaper for the longest time.

4. Fen and Sax goofing around in the kitchen. With Growing Together, they got the Jokester family trait which surprised me honestly, but I'm here for it!

5. Oh yeah, this was when I first put a beard on Fen and decided I liked beards after all. 🫠 This was also when he went through a phase of only cooking garlic noodles, which always resulted in Sax getting flirty and instigating WW shenanigans, which is... Sax is a vampire? Garlic?? Maybe HE'S the masochist.

6. Fen trying to use the toilet, joined by 2 out of 4 cats and the Roomba. Random thing to take a photo of but the realism cracked me up. 🤣

7. Oh, a two-for-one... after I bought Get To Work and played the doctor career with Fen. It made him angry because he has the Outdoors trait, and every day he'd go and glare at the unicorn in the gift shop and then feel better again. 🤣

8. This Disney moment with one of their mules and a wild bird!!

9. Cari, Sax and Fen's kid, who inexplicably aged up blue.

10. Eleanor came to visit and set herself on fire... Fen was weirdly gleeful about it?!

11. I ADORE the toddler-adult hug. 🥹🥹

12. Winter in Chestnut Ridge.

13. More mules in winter.

14. The adorable blue baby.

15. Bunny 🥹

16. Fen excited because a cat wanted to be friends with him (I can relate)

17. Sax getting WAY too engrossed in Cluedo (a Simblreen gift from @surely-sims).

18. Taking a ride under the Northern Lights 😍

19. Whatever the hell was going on here

20. Sax accidentally breathing fire over his own child

21. And this expression

22. Fen having a Disney prince moment, as he deserves.

23. When Fen caught Sax feeding on someone, and was horrified to discover that he'd married a vampire.

I don't know who else I know on here who does no storyline gameplay! Hmm I guess it does say favourite screenshots, so I'm gonna tag @kevinandthesims , @izayoichan , and @themagicbluefox.

#my sims #sims 4 gameplay #ts4 gameplay #sims 4 screenshots

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presiding · 7 months

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What is your favourite thing about Billie Lurk?

(Answers are obvious possibly but i love when people talk about her👍)

thanks for the ask!! YEAH ME TOO I love when people talk about Billie! I can't say I have a favourite thing specifically, but I can explain why she's my fav. apologies for not taking this qn literally, but -

short answer: she’s really cool

& you can stop reading there, or, for the maybe 2 mutuals who might have time to read this my thoughts on her as a character, her meta, and her character as raw potential...

long answer:

i considered making this entire thing a gush so you could read a gush about Billie. but, part of what draws me to her is that she’s not always well written, and in fandom she’s underrated for a literal protagonist.

since you ask...

billie is a cool character

when I played Dh2 (hadn't played Dh1), I was excited to see a black woman with disabilities who was captaining a massive ship by herself. wow.

then I discovered Billie’s backstory with Deirdre, the way she responded to that, then having to survive while living on the run, and her bisexuality. as well as her history with daud & delilah. fascinating!

she’s an outsider who has so much to lose, and knows what it's like to lose everything - having lost everything not once but three times - but nevertheless speaks truth to power. she's so brave! she went and helped Emily & Corvo and she must have known they might kill her! plus, she’s smart, she’s funny, she gets shit done, she’s gorgeous.

but... the meta

mild critique of fandom & arkane incoming.

skip this bit if you want - you've been warned twice now - jump to tired Hayao Miyazaki and read from there if you'd like my thoughts on writing her.

i thought Death of the Outsider was going to be amazing and then... well. *sad trombone* i've written about that before so i won't keep banging on. i figured others must be disappointed too, so I joined a few fandom spaces in hopes of finding camaraderie.

most people with complaints about DotO didn’t like how the Outsider and Daud were handled. which is valid & I agree. but it seemed like most paid no attention to Billie; when people talk about her it’s with respect to Daud, as opposed to in her own right. you could argue for fandom misogyny because people don’t talk about adult Emily Kaldwin that much either, but in Billie's case, it’s misogynoir (compare & contrast with the popularity of thomas, particularly the popularity of thomas portrayed as a white man for no particular reason that i've been able to discern - i keep asking around, is it in the books???).

i think this is a LOT better now than it used to be, which is fantastic. or perhaps i have found the correct echo-chamber? ha.

ultimately, The Fandom is a fraction of the entire picture, and not even the important bit since The Fandom is not who these games are made for. you can't make money relying on only your hardcore fans even if all of them spent a fortune on merch, this is true for any AAA game.

while it's true that Billie is underrated from a fandom perspective - but Billie as an underwritten protagonist is squarely Arkane’s fault.

it was reasonable when she was a side character - the lack of info in Dh2 makes perfect sense (if anything there was more lore in Dh2 which is kind of wild)-

- but as a protagonist in Death of the Outsider?

.... there’s lousy writing, and there’s whatever is going on with Billie Lurk, a black woman who mostly exists as a foil or saviour for light-skinned characters. In her own game there’s barely any of her own lore except where it's relevant to saving two dudes.

lore hints at, but barely touches on what race means in the Dh universe (xenophobia is stronger in Dh1; separate essay i guess), but Arkane has patted themselves on the back for portraying non-white characters, which feels like the same thing as the aesthetic of diversity we're seeing in advertising currently because it’s in marketing trend guides. it's self-congratulatory and it's a missed opportunity for deeper storytelling.

you can see an example of diversity at its most shallow in the way that Billie’s written: there’s little engagement with her as an entire person with history & wants & preferences, and the world she walks through in that game feels like it has nothing to do with her. you could make a case for alienation as a theme, but then, how do you handle the titular premise of 'Dishonored' without ever letting Billie make changes in an environment without a chaos system? it's disappointing from that angle too.

in my opinion, whatever it's worth, it was an accident Arkane created such an awesome character - they needed someone to betray daud. congrats billie.

all this said, it makes her an underdog as far as characters to enjoy & create art & stories for. it's nice to find so many like-minded, switched on people! <3

billie's character potential

she’s got a wealth of unexplored lore, being deeply intertwined with both Karnaca & Dunwall’s fates & criminal underbellies, as well as her connections to the witches & whalers, and three Empresses.

she’s lived a few distinct lifetimes and in the games we get to meet her at two peaks (KoD & DotO) & a low (Dh2 as Meagan).

her voice is very distinct, her dry & often dark humour is entertaining & fun to write. her perspective is really interesting - she’s had the widest variety of void-powers of anyone canonically, and she’s also lived through the highest highs and lowest lows.

she's got everything going for her :) i couldn't really pick a fav thing!

#i assume my followers are cool enough to let me give a brief measured critique on fandom trends and DotO #thanks for the anon question!! what fun!#i love billie lurk <333 #jumped on the opportunity to rant n rave #what part of billie isn't my fav! (im a guy who likes the bad stuff too. mmm interesting meta)#trying to be not unfair or mean- i'm not targeting anyone but rather trends. and it's ok to be disappointed with something you love #fuck it. make it part of the appeal! her writing sucks! plenty of room for me & other creators!#its easier for me to indulge my billie brainworms when it sorta feels like she's not getting as much love as she deserves #you know? i want stories where her history is explored and her agency is important so i guess i'll roll up my sleeves #tumblr is a terrible place for this sort of critique IMO- lots of nuanceless empathy-free guilt-trip-ish rhetoric #so i hope i avoided that. but not so much that i seem forgiving.#that said i'm not tagging this one with fandom tags! no thank you.#i am blaming arkane yes. but that is also not without games industry context #i could complain about amateurish writing but that also never happens in a vacuum. industry problem(s) for sure.#people love to blame writers for things #and yeah a couple really fucking good writers can push a boulder uphill #but its usually a company problem #hire lots of diverse people in your company. give them authority and respect and reasonable workloads. and no crunch.#ah fuck this is a separate essay in tags. again #THIS WAS A SIMPLE QUESTION #*clutches head in hands*#uh if you're still reading at this point im SO sorry and thank you and i love you

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With just 2 days left to order the Revue Starlight Enactment Zine (order here!) and less than 10 orders left to unlocking the bgumi pin (which I also designed), I thought I would post my thought process behind the bookmark I made for the zine. It's long, so... more under the cut

starting with the arcana arcadia side - i wanted to try to depict the entire story so I split it up vertically into 6 parts.

act 1

pretty self explanatory - the magician summoning the devil, the hanged man saying he won't stop walking, high priestess being sent to hell

act 2 - is a depiction of these two moments in the screenshots

act 3

also self explanatory... the trial. hermit's eyes are closed, still in denial of the truth

act 4

this one i struggled with a bit initially - because conceptually they're also the wild pirates but Evolved in the "play part" of act 4, at first i wanted to include that, but i couldn't figure out a clear way to do so. the paper moon is aruru:

act 5

this was the easiest to come up with - i was just like OK. STAR WAR. (though i did mess around a lot with the directions they faced) the escape pod is taking star girl away from the battle.. the bottom 3 are cheering as they crash to their deaths. the effects on ai/hologram hikari were fun to do. it was inspired the most by this poster:

act 6

and so the girl arrives at her destination - the moon, a desert of bone and ash. where arcana go to die and be reborn. the fool sets off on his new journey, the world teaches the star of her identity, and the moon passes on her brilliance... ah... i can't put a succinct story screenshot in here. go read act 6.

I wanted to include some imagery from the star tarot card. here's a description of the jugs of water i just stole from biddytarot:

She pours the water out to nourish the earth and to continue the cycle of fertility, represented by the lush greenery around her. The other container pours the water onto dry land in five rivulets, representing the five senses.

instead of water, I wanted it to look like paper, like a long scroll overflowing from the jugs. and they're gold just to match the #aesthetic. the star, brimming with hope and brilliance, continues the cycle of death and rebirth by continuing to write stories. :)

now for the stage play side:

originally i just thought of this as the blue glitter side to include seiran - but then i was like what the heck, there are so many other stageplay characters and i want to draw them. but i think it's still representative of the plays as a whole because seiran were the school born on and for the stage exclusively.

i was thinking of the platform stages that you see in the anime, big round things. i didn't actually cross reference but that's how they were in my brain

the jhs are just jumping (diving) into this world of the stage (they did appear in delight first and foremost after all)

as follows from Diving, i was thinking of limitless when i drew this because i looove the lyric that goes "Limitless, into this strange phenomenon / The one who plunged in was me" and the whole underwater theme of seiran esp in the blue glitter manga. i considered replacing the three musketeers tagline with some form of that lyric, and playing with some underwater themes - but it proved to be too messy and difficult. but we still have this kind of jumping down feeling which is really one of my fav expressions in revue starlight

only the actors show their faces to the audience.. (on stage, everyone minus sakura the stage production stage girl)

guess who's in the audience! well i'm going to tell you. from left to right:

souda-sensei

layla (#3 growth)

namie (#3 growth)

kirin

saegusa chizuru (saikai eyes, movie) (grownup form)

saegusa ichika (saikai eyes) (student form)

yakumo-sensei

i think i wanted to have chizuru and ichika in these not necessarily linear ages because first of all it's the most recognizable, but also because you could say it's them in the point of their lives where they're the most invested in the stage. also I guess the teachers are not in the audience they're the . revue masters calling the curtains to open

anyway that's it, if you read this far, i'm sorry and thank you. please check out the zine and order if you're interested, there is so much cool stuff, and the proceeds go to Broadway Cares/Equity Fights AIDs!

#revue starlight #starira #arcana arcadia #it has been forever since i posted on this tumblr

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splatoon-edits · 7 months

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do you have any rarepair splatoon idol ships that you really like. for me it would be the polyship of shiver, frye, and marie. and the worst part about that is that since that specific ship, not just shiver and frye or shiver and marie, since it is a rarepair, has so little content. thank fuck i have my autistic little brain so i can think up situations to put them in.

oh cod yeah polyships are so hard to find content for. I love poly deep cut and i'm so glad they do actually have some content. But frye shiver and marie???? how have i never considered that before. i do like marie x shiver and i've seen less content for it but marie x frye is cute too, but all 3??? such a good idea. i am adding this to my list of ships immediately.

as for idol rarepairs...? hmmmm.... i sort of like all idol combination ships but as for some rare ones i really enjoy...?

Callie x Marina x Pearl as a poly ship. I just think Marina deserves two upbeat pink squids. And i think Pearl and Callie should never be allowed to hang out without chaos ensuing. Which is exactly why they should be allowed to date and cause as much chaos as they want. I may have read like one singular fic or headcanon about it once way in the past and i've just liked it ever since.

Also- not an idol x idol ship, but, Marie x Spyke. I honestly see them as aro x aro who are in the worlds most evil qpr. I just know they would bully each other incessantly. It's not a ship i'm actually invested in, but i just like thinking about it every once in a while. I honestly don't even need to see ship content. Just let me see content of them as friends.

And while i'm here lamenting. I'd like y'all to take a wild guess what my fav agent ship is. IT'S 4 x 8. I CAN'T WIN. I don't mind 3 x 8 (i think of em as friends but don't dislike the ship) but its SO POPULAR THAT THERE'S NO 4 X 8 CONTENT!! Tho it could be worse. I could be a 4 x 3 shipper. Those people are just always losing. I'm not even entirely convinced they're real.

EDIT: I FORGOT SHIVER X CALLIE!!!!! I THINK IT WOULD BE SO CUTEEEE!!!! Like i think at first Shiver would kinda assume Callie is weaker than her considering she's from Inkopolis. But the more time they spend together the more Shiver starts to realize "oh she's crazy" and they do stupid stuff together. Also i just think Callie is very affectionate and Shiver is easily embarrassed and so you have shiver trying to keep her cool but Callie just smiles at her and holds her hand and Shiver combusts and starts blushing SO hard.

EDIT PART TWOOO: i didnt mention it in my original version of this post. But my other fav agent ship is 4 x 3 x 8 cuz i adore poly agents. I saw someone mention it in the notes and yeah its SOOO adorable.

#mod shiver #mod speaks #i pretty much like every splatoon ship since i think pretty much every character is so interesting that any dynamic is fun #but wow i am not lucky with my favorites lol #its ok tho cuz it is rlly funny how unlucky i am

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jlf23tumble · 7 months

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Hiii hope you won’t mind this ask! I just found your blog and i’ve gone over it a bit and I saw you talking about h and l not being together and it made me curious about your larry thoughts!! You can answer in the tags if you don’t want to start discourse but I hope you do answer:((!

I don’t know if you think they’ve been together in the past/never together or just don’t care about it cause scrolling through Tumblr is a nightmare and I can’t see all your posts obviously ahaha but personally I thought they were together and I think they might have broken up in the last year or so. I got a strong sixth sense in general if you could call it that and lately I can sense something is different and I can see some people feel the same but don’t really discuss it openly so I wanted to hear your opinion.

The last thing that made me ‘sure’ they were still a thing while looking at the previous 12 years was harryween with hopelessly devoted to you and then Louis quoting it at his grease fav. After that I can’t really see something that makes me think “at that point they must have been together cause otherwise it wouldn’t make sense”. And paired it up with louis in particular being a bit strange in the last few months and with what you pointed out as well namely Harry doing everything he can to not be even thought to be on tour with L… As I said I don’t know when you started talking about a break up, but do you think that halloween’s occurance was still them being together or teasing each other from a distance or maybe just keeping larries at bay? And would you mind telling me then when you think their situation changed and what you think now? Sorry it’s so longggg and thank you if you take time to answer me <3

Helllllllo, I never mind any kind of ask! Granted, sometimes I might not answer but only because I'm overwhelmed, or it's the same ask in a row, or I'm not loving a sentence, or I just don't feel like it, or I think a bathroom shot is more appropriate, lmao, but this one? I got all the time in the world for you…so much so that I'll put it under the cut, since the ask is long enough itself, as shall the answer be!

Welcome to this mess, and wow, I'm so bowled over you even tried to scroll, I know trying to search tumblr.biz is a loser's lover's game, even for the loser lover who wrote it, so I won't even bother, but we can start fresh!

So my thoughts: Hell yeah, I think these two were together back in the day, probably almost immediately (see: the entire x-factor scandale with the blinds about all the fucking, the stairs interviews, ALL OF IT, screammmm). I don't know how long or even IF they were strictly monogamous, they were in a pressure cooker situation of near-constant contact with each other for five years, but I do think it eventually morphed into something open and/or then into a messy on again/off again situationship. That’s my current stance today, in fact—c'est messy!!!!

I’ll do the usual caveat that none of us actually KNOWS them, though, or what went down, we're only looking at what we see (and hear) and making a wild guess, and yet! Plenty of people see (and hear) the same thing and opt for a crazy reach with their whole chest, all to justify something happening between teenagers 13 years ago as if NOTHING would or could have changed since then. And some of those reaches make literally no sense, or they wash away anything that gets too close to that third rail of cognitive dissonance, the proverbial fingers in ears, lalalalala. I saw it recently on a post I made about clingy Harry with a stranger on the drunk WeHo trolley, with someone in the tags going, wait, I’ve never seen this! Of course you haven’t, that’s what an echo chamber does, bb!

Personally, I don't get that mindset—what’s so wrong about learning life is tough and things change for two literal strangers? Sure, we all love love and want the best for them, but shit happens in real life, too. Maybe it's easier to latch onto made-up receipts or straight up call a blue a green, but I think a big aspect of it is also the need to be right, to show you aren’t crazy, it’s real, and that gets frequently mixed in as being “supportive,” like you're some kind of homophobe if these two break up, as if two men fucking two other men somehow isn't worthy of your “support." But I’m here to say those two things actually can exist, something can be true in the past and not be true today, and it doesn’t negate the past bit, shocking, right?

Anyway, I digress. I feel like your sixth sense is on the money, and I'd love to hear more about it, either message me here or dm me about what tips you into that direction (hey!) because I feel like there is SO MUCH THAT DOES, yet few people really get into it. To me, it’s just a lot of content, so much content, the bare minimum being lyrics in multiple songs across a shit ton of albums, both solo and the very last 1D one. At this point, to me, Larry “proofs” sound insane (he wore green pants, they're MARRIED!!!!!), and part of me is like, kudos to you, Mr. Tomlinson, jesus loves you more than you will know, etc. Even that Harryween outfit of which you speak feels like a reach of a reach, a callback of a reach, mostly because it’s also not that deep, Grease isn't some tiny film nobody's seen, it's actually a remarkably easy group costume, AND it references things that could be nostalgic to two sets of people (larries and larry). I actually feel like these two at this point are either a) signaling to each other in some kinda way, like that monitor edgeplay shit they used to do (which works if you're together or apart, I might add), or b) cashing in some of that green blue green, if you feel me. And again, both of those could be true at once, they don't cancel each other out. I have two hands, I can hold a lotta thoughts!

It’s at this point where I start bangin’ the drum for garries because gaylors have it dead easy—you can be a gaylor and think that kaylor was a thing, but it doesn’t mean it’s STILL a thing to you, so whither garries!? I just don’t think a lot of today’s larries do themselves any favors by doubling down and driving out anyone who has questions. For the big ones, there’s no room for even whispering, hey, yeah, they were together, but they might have broken up, maybe??? It’s, like, NO!!! They’re mawwwwwwied, #husbands, they’ve only fucked one person, each other, let’s jump through a hoop that says Louis wearing green sweats is so LOUD (I’m not listening to lyrics, though, lalalalalala)!! It’s tragic and frankly dumb, but if you want to wallow in the persecution complex of it all, “everybody hates us ☹ (including Louis),” I guess the option is there, the whole us vs. them of it all that I’m just personally not into.

But I do feel like there’s some hope, it’s nice to see people coming around to the idea that, yeah, they WERE together and maybe they aren’t anymore, but it’s okay, it’s not the end of the world! It wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows, maybe they’ll reunite someday, or maybe it’s a goddamned hot mess, but you know what? Not my circus, not my monkeys! Granted, that part is harder for people who are mutuals with those who will not tolerate doubts even for a second—I just hope they venture off and find the other chill people, u know, the ones a lot of larries wish they saw on their dashes instead of hand-wringers, uh oh, oops, reaping = sowing.

I’m sorry, I’m ramblin’ here, let’s get back to your questions at the end of your ask! Do I think Harryween was them together or teasing each other or keeping larries at bay? Hmmmm, maybe a secret fourth thing: easy costume, easy global reference, and it’s not gonna keep larries at bay, lmao. Idk, man, for all we know (which, again, is literally nothing, nobody’s getting 24/7 content for 5 years straight anymore, such a bitter pill to swallow), maybe Grease is a fave movie of someone who’s in the new band, maybe Harry’s got a close personal friend who’s into it, too, maybe Louis's not the only guy in the world Harry’s dated who’s obsessed with Danny Zuko.

As for when do I think their situation changed, I think Eleanor was a big clue, breakup no. 1 was probably around their own breakup no. 1, she was an amazing proxy in so many ways, but I’m sure there were rifts and spats along the way (it even seeped into interviews that get written off as cute funsies or else are outright ignored because nobody watches beyond the gif format). I follow at least one person who talks about the '15 promo tour as giving very recent breakup energy, yet still has some fwb vibes, which means it's AWKWARD in spots, and I can see that. It would also explain why they were suddenly able to "sit together,” lol. Anyway, yes, that breakup (both times) was a big sign, I think no more peace ring was a HUGE sign, I think the writeups by Rob Sheffield (both of them, actually), especially the last paragraph of the Fine Line cover story was a NEON sign, and I think the last four albums by both of them spell it out, underline it, bold it, AND italicize it super clearly, but those are just the easy pickings (see also: Harry biking around daily to prove he’s not in Poland, Greece, etc., and the response is always, “We don’t know what day this was,” lmao).

What I think now is up above! I think it’s messy! Complicated! They aren’t #married! Now is that a forever thing? Who’s to say, and more importantly, who’s to really care on a “does this impacts my daily life in some kind of financial or spiritual way,” see further: circus, monkeys. I get that it’s easy to say, I interact with a lot of other people who don’t care and won't ostracize me for being a doubting Susan with my ~controversial thoughts and UOs. But there are those with faith in the future, so maybe it is as it was…hehe, oh me. I amuse myself, at least. Sorry this is an epic reply, and that it’s days late, I hope it gives you what you wanted to know! Anyone sending me garbage will get a bathroom response, peace and love.

#one direction #should i tag this larry receipts LMAO #burn that fucking fic tag to the ground

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if you're not up to chapter 325 turn away now... also if you're not down for swearing cause I'm Australian and I've gotta rant and the two go hand in mf hand

Holy motherfucking shit I fucking knew William was gonna die. One because it's the only way to push John to take action by his own will rather than reacting because that's what he thinks is safe for him to do and two because.. well actually just one but one is one to fucking one hundred because oh my fucking god is John gonna lose his absolute shit

But, but I think he's not gonna go all wild ham on people this time. No I think he's for sure learnt his lesson and is gonna just smash shit to pieces with a plan this time. He's got a good fucking network to support him which appeared after his worst mental break down ever, his uncle is gonna get involved and finally meet John and he'll at least not be asshole enough to throw him away because John's powerful but he might disregard him cause he's a child and might assume John's takes after William if he does no research... honestly the guy doesn't fill me with a lot of faith and I t think he's going to be a bad influence on John or at least get him in some deep, deep shit it'll take Arlo to get him out of if he's not been 'reeducated' by his aunt which is beginning to look like a strong possibility

also Arlo needs a fucking nap. Arlo almost deserves a fucking nap too. Poor little idiot doesn't realise he's being taken for a ride by his aunt which I feel like he might have if he didn't look two minutes from keeling over.

John was doing so fucking well too. ugh this is gonna be like five giant steps backward if he were fifty feet tall and two steps behind him was a bottomless ravine. Please let my optimistic guess be right in that he stays with his people and they stay with him, he fucking needs them in two chapters more than ever (cause I don't think they'll reveal it to John in the next one, drag out the suspension)

Fucking loved Arlo and John's interactions in the last few chapters, fav ship for sure out the series but John's starting to get regular friendly with him again and that's so cute and fluffy I can't even handle it. There's Arlo angsting his way down the hall noticing everyone else bitching about him and then John appears out of nowhere all happy to see him and concerned of this wellbeing.

Kind of says something about his character though too, that he notices the mob instead of the individual with power.

but also I fucking knew everything was about to go to shit when they got a seemingly big win. With William gone it's the end of the line for John staying as out of things as he can and well, despite his methods he does get shit done rather efficiently. All we can hope is that Arlo comes to his senses and joins John before John has to break him out of reeducation prison which would be an amazing arc for John finally overcoming his trauma and ideally murdering Keon

probably though Sera will get caught and sent to reeducation, Arlo will lose faith in his family and the system, confess to John who has likely just heard about the murder of this father or is just about to hear about it and John will spiral wildly out of control and take everyone and everything down with him as he does and somehow it will work itself out but with people actively trying to help him

side note, I did also love John's interaction with Remi, Blyke and Isen. Isen's face when John tells them his dad wrote UnOrdinary is like 'everything I learn about you makes it worse please stop I'll go to jail for knowing anything more'

#unordinary #unordinary john #unordinary arlo #unordinary isen #unordinary remi #unordinary blyke #Rant #spoilers for chapter 324 - 328

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hash1ras · 1 year

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𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓪 ♡⸜(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)⸝♡

hi guys im officially on ao3!!!!!!

thx for all the love n support for my aot fic so far! ive had so much fun writing + creating this story based of my favorite animanga (and big shoutout to my bestie @youngblood-182 for helping me edit ilysm♡)

here’s a lil blurb from one of my fav chapters (feat my angels levi and hange)

ofc if u like it, check out the ongoing story on ao3 or wattpad ♡ ♡ ♡

Octavia Braus never wanted to be a soldier.

But in the year 845, when the Colossal Titan appeared, she had no choice but to fight back. Taking the ODM gear off of a nearby dead soldier, she desperately attempted to protect herself against the titan hordes. When the smoke cleared, standing amongst the carnage, she was immediately arrested by the Military Police for unauthorized use of military gear.

And so, at just 17 years of age, she found herself with two choices: execution for committing a capital offense or enlisting and using her innate talents for the good of humanity.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬

“So,” Octavia said, her eyes trained on Pyxis. “I guess this means you’re my commander now.”

He chuckled softly. “It’s funny you should say that. Considering it’s actually become a recent subject of debate.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Sir?”

Almost as if on cue, the second knock of the evening resounded against the door.

Pyxis sighed. “Yes, yes. Come in.”

Octavia didn’t dare to turn around. The sound of multiple footsteps entered. One particular pair rapidly approached her on the right. A chaotic blur abruptly caught her peripheral vision. She turned her eyes only to be met with another pair, behind wide rimmed glasses and full of wild enthusiasm. A face suddenly coming into view, one that she didn’t immediately recognize because it was only inches away from her own.

The person dropped to one knee and grabbed Octavia’s hands into their own, cupping them lovingly and enthusiastically. As she locked eyes with the person beneath her, it suddenly registered. It's them. The scout that was intensely watching me at the trial. What the hell?

“Hiya! My name is Zoe Hange. I’m with the Scouts.” Their eyes were glistening, and their mouth grew into a broad smile. “Wow! Aren’t you a beauty? Speaking of beauty, I heard you encountered the Armored Titan. What was he like? I wanna know everything! Please tell me every last little gorgeous detail!”

Octavia was so shocked by this sudden declaration that she didn’t notice the rest of the people that had entered as well.

“Oh, uh. Well-”

A different voice emerged from across the room, slightly in front of Octavia. The two simultaneously looked up to find the source.

“Give it a rest, four eyes. She’s not gonna wanna join the scouts if you act like a crazed lunatic.”

Octavia locked eyes with the one who was addressing them. It was him, the man that had harshly scolded Nile. He was much shorter, standing at eye level, with straight black hair hanging over an undercut and the same dark, condescending glare. He leaned against the wall to the left of Pyxis with his arms crossed and that same unmistakable attitude of irritability. He’s even scarier up close. Damn. Wait...Did he just say I’m possibly joining the Scouts?

Hange turned their head back to Octavia, that same wild look in their eyes. “Nevermind shorty here. He’s just got a severe attitude problem. Anyways, that’s a nasty scar. You said it happened when you fought the Armored, right?” They leaned closer, their nose almost touching Octavia’s. “What was it like?”

She felt another presence approach her from the left. She turned to see another scout from the trial who was bent over and aggressively sniffing her. He stood, giving a satisfied smile and nod, before taking a seat to the right of Pyxis.

“Hange, that’s enough.”

Another familiar voice. Octavia’s eyes met the kind, blue eyes of the Scout Commander as he entered the front of the room. His calm, confident composure was a nice change from the sulking soldier in the opposite corner. The man gently smiled.

“I’m Commander Erwin, leader of the Scout Regiment. I see you’ve already met Hange.” He nodded toward the other blonde man that had just abruptly smelled her. “This is Miche, and this other soldier is Levi. They are all members of the Survey Corps. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. Well, up close and personally, at least.”

Octavia blinked, unsure of what to say. Her hands were still firmly clasped in Hange’s. It was almost comforting, in a way. Her eyes trailed back to Pyxis, wearing an expression of annoyance and exhaustion.

Erwin approached Octavia and knelt down to meet her eyes. There was something about him, so calm yet so full of fierce resolve. His presence was mesmerizing.

“Octavia, on behalf of the Survey Corps and humanity itself, I want to thank you for what you did in Shiganshina. Your actions were nothing short of selfless, and your immeasurable courage was truly inspiring. Your death at the hands of the Military Police would have been a grave fault.”

She couldn’t tear away from his cobalt gaze. This man was a Commander, a distinguished military member, yet here he was, showing reverence for an ordinary girl.

“Um, thank you?”

Levi scoffed, Pyxis tried to stifle a chuckle, and Erwin warmly smiled, his eyes never leaving hers. He rose from his position on the floor and returned beside the Garrison Commander.

“But, I have to be honest,” Octavia said. All eyes turned to her. “I’m not a hero. I just did what I had to do and it probably didn’t make that much of a difference. In my defense, I’ve always been the reckless, selfish type but me? A soldier? I don’t know if I’m cut out for that.”

An uncomfortable silence hung in the air before an annoyed voice cut through the tension.

“Tch. Well, isn’t that great? We went through all that trouble to save the brat, and this is how she repays our kindness.”

Octavia turned to see Levi, his cold eyes fixed on her like a predator aiming to strike its prey. A look she was certainly no stranger to.

“Guess that’s it then,” he continued. “Maybe we should just let the MPs kill you after all. I’m sure Nile would have no problem making time in his busy schedule for your execution. What a waste of time this has been.”

What the hell did he just say to me?

In an instant, something in her snapped. She cocked her head slightly to the left, proudly displaying the gash lining her cheek. Her eyes were half-lidded, a deadpan expression on her face. Levi’s eyes widened slightly.

“If this kid’s really from the Underground like you say she is, then she knows how to fight. If you were smart, you wouldn’t push your luck. That’s one fight you’re guaranteed to lose.’ That’s what you said, right?”

She briefly looked him up and down with narrowed eyes before continuing. “You should probably take your own advice.”

The already uncomfortable silence swelled.

A hearty laugh erupted, breaking the discomfort, but Octavia didn’t dare to break eye contact with Levi.

“Ah, what a relief. And here I was worried that your tenacious spirit was just a farce.”

Levi scoffed and turned his attention toward Pyxis, who was still trying to control his laughter. Erwin sighed. Octavia remained locked on Levi, trying to visibly hide the intense satisfaction she was feeling.

The room remained quiet for a few more seconds until an excited voice spoke up.

“So. About that Armored Titan?”

“Hange!” All four voices scolded ceremoniously.

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