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ewingstan · 6 months

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Figuring out what dnd class each undersider is can be fun enough. But we can get sillier with it. I propose that we instead start arguing about which playbook each undersider would be as characters in a game of Most Trusted Advisors by @thehorizonmachine.

The game is about rollplaying a group of rich assholes on a monarch's privy council: enacting overly complicated schemes, trying to appease your liege's insane whims, and attempting to avoid getting killed by the inquisition. Characters get a list of privileges they can do for free as well as actions that give them points (ducats) determined by what tropes their playbook is riffing off of—for instance, the treacherous Blackguard can always "emerge from the shadows" or "sharpen their knife meaningfully", and gets a ducat whenever they make an overcomplicated plan or wear a terrible disguise. Its terrific fun, and my go-to game for oneshots. Y'all should play it. Lets imagine if we forced these fuckers into it.

Brian

While the "no fun allowed" aspect of his later characterization tends towards the Hierophant, I'd say given how he's both the most practical and most mercenary undersider, The Treasurer is the best choice.

The Treasurer's whole thing is combining a get-rich-quick schemer with the long-suffering voice-of-reason archetype, and that fits Brian "trying to be a responsible older brother in a financially stable position by punching twelve year olds" Laborn perfectly. The Treasurer "can always freely roll his eyes at tomfoolery" (Brian trying-to-hard-to-be-a-parent Laborn), gets a ducat when he "runs into someone who drives [him] insane and tells the table why" (Brian introduces-shadowstalker-as-a-problem Laborn) and gets a ducat when he "personally suffers as the result of another players scheming" (Brian suffered-more-than-Christ Laborn). Give him points in Skulk and Shadow and some titles that help with combat to complement his powers and background, and you have Duke Brien the Gruesome of House Laborn, Royal Treasurer, Knight Marischal, Seneschal to the Royal Household, and Adeptus Major of the Hermetic Order.

Aisha

While the Blackguard's whole assassin-in-the-shadows thing is a pretty good match for Imp's powers, I feel like I'd be doing her a disservice giving her anyone but The Alchemist. Its the playbook that's all about being a weirdo court wizard who may or may not have actual magic, but who will definitely try to convince you that speaking to them before 10 AM risks unleashing one of the daemon's they've binded to help serve the kingdom.

The Alchemist is archetypically most similar to a Tinker (Leet is definetly in the Hermetic Order), but the playbook's abilities to cause small unexplained mischiefs and make people question themselves certainly lends itself well to a Stranger. Their privilege to "spout obscure technical jargon" fits with her determination to get good at literary reference-based one-liners, and their ability to declare people cursed fits well with her crusade to scare off/torture to the point of suicide any enemies or would-be despots. The playbook's tendency towards unexplained occult behavior seems in line with Aisha making dolls of Alec to keep around all the time. Also being incentivized to "egregiously violate a moral, religious, or cultural taboo" is just part of being a youngest child. I'm open to other choices, but Madame A'Ishah the Improbable of House Vasil, Royal Alchemist, Queen's Chemist, Archsorcerer, and Master of the Castle Ravens feels like a winner to me.

Alec

The Blackguard looks like it would fit with its focus on snide comments and bad lies, and The Alchemist would potentially justify his powers while satifying Alec's whole "rude bitch who only half knows/cares how to fit into polite society" thing. But I'm gonna take the wildcard option and fit him in as The Lover.

The romantic "let them eat cake" figure might not seem a great match for Mr. Vasil (ooh weird feel no not calling him that again), yet nevertheless there's a lot of fun tragic irony to be wrung out of it. Have the former Heartbroken who dies before his odd little situationship with Aisha can become anything be the loverboy, it'll be barrels of fun.

The playbook starts with a high Appease score, which you'd have to have coming out of the Vasil household. They're incentivized to "share a moment of physical or emotional intimacy with someone," and while Alec probably wouldn't seek out such a moment, God does he need to have some intimacy he isn't forcing someone to give him. They have an option to take a title that lets them release angry swans whenever they want to, I know that's not really related to anything Alec can do in canon but c'mon he'd love that. They get a ducat whenever they "say something insensitive without meaning it to be" which is pretty much his and Taylor's whole relationship. The playbook's theming fits the "I'm disconnected from all this and not taking it as seriously as you think I should" thing that he's trying to project with his costume, and as a result the aesthetics are a natural match. Honestly you probably wouldn't need to change him from how he dresses in canon. Maybe put him in one of those fancy Victorian nightgowns iota draws him in. Convergent evolution.

Also I think the "You can always coquettishly bat your eyelashes at someone" privilege just fits. Dollboys can have coquettishly long eyelashes to bat at people. Prince-Consort Alexander the Hijink-Prone of House Vasil, Royal Lover, Court Jester, Keeper of the Swans, and Junior Karian Dynast is ready to take a depression nap lounge luxuriously while his fellow councilors make their plans.

Rachel

A natural fit for The Marshal, the overly aggressive general. While the playbook is meant more for a proud and hawkish thumb of a person (think TF2's Soldier) than a traumatized and paranoid homeless girl, there's more than enough overlap to make the match. I could just list off the actions that give the Marshall a ducat:

"Run into someone you wounded in a duel, and tell the table why": has taken a chunk of nearly every hero in the bay

"Walk directly into danger, knowingly and fearlessly": walking into Khepri's field of influence because she trusts her too much

"Kill or maim one of your enemies in a fair fight" see point one

"Overcomplicate a simple plan by going in all guns blazing": does not like plans more complicated than "point your dogs at the problem"

"Overreact massively to a perceived slight on your honour": literally the first thing she does on-page

Overall, I feel pretty confident in my pick for Marchioness Raquel the Bitchin' of House Lindt, Royal Marshal, Knight of the Order, Commander of the Hussars, and Member of the Equestrian Order.

Lisa

A bit trickier to narrow down. I could see an argument for how she's fits in as an Alchemist; the ability to spend a ducat to have a vision fits with her powers, and she certainly lives her life as if she gets a ducat whenever she "egregiously violates a moral religious, or cultural taboo." And by Ward she might have been long-suffering long enough to be a Treasurer, which would fit in with her tendency to manage everything.

But ultimately it comes down to the tropes she's playing off of, and she seems much more like a reconstruction of the duplicitous-second-to-the-big-bad archetype that The Blackguard is based on than anything else. She's certainly making frequent use of that playbook's "disparage someone's intelligence" and "announce 'I have a cunning plan!' " privileges. The Blackguard's ability to spend a ducat to learn a secret is probably the closest we could get to her powers (coupled with some more titles that let the players learn shit they shouldn't know), and its abilities related to thin disguises works well with Lisa's whole "subsumed by the mask, nothing behind it she's just a collection of masks" thing. Give her more points in Survey and Disdain and Baroness Elisabethe the Tale-Teller of House Wilbourn, Royal Blackguard, Postmaster General, Lord Spymaster, and certainly not Silent Watcher of the Skychamber is ready for a day at court.

Taylor

On the one hand, her tendency to be much more judgy than the other undersiders suggests The Hierophant. And maybe that would work if I was specifically making Weaver. But for the Warlord of the Boardwalks I actually think I'm going to assign her The Liege: the GM-equivalent who plays the monarch the rest of the players are advising/serving the whims of. They're the one whose "the lynchpin of the story, the instigator and motivating factor for everything that happens," and if there's one thing about Taylor its that she's very good at making herself a lynchpin. Also the book advises the GM/Liege to "cause new problems and to complicate simple situations," and that seems like a pretty good way to describe Taylor's tenure as an Undersider. Admittedly, she might not fit the suggestion that "your Liege should be the least qualified person for the job in the realm, perhaps the world," but nonetheless. Have her play either as a Have-at-Them or a Powder-Keg and you're ready to give the Royal Council the headache of their lives. "Queen Taylor what do you mean you want us to accompany you in dueling Lord Slash and his brigands, we have armies for this." "Queen Taylor why do we have to break you out of the Holy Protectorate, what do you mean you killed the Pope." "Queen Taylor the second coming has arri—what do you mean you want to declare war on the resurrected Christ."

#leo says #leo reads worm #parahumans #most trusted advisors #the horizon machine #undersiders #wildbow #wormblr #sabah and lily are both hierophants

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freesia-writes · 9 months

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Howzer + Aurelia Ch. 40 - Future Gazing While in Waiting

Even as a cocky young shiny, there were a few people who saw the integrity and depth beneath Howzer's facade. Aurelia was one of them, but life tore them apart. However, when they found themselves reunited on Ryloth, with drastically different circumstances, they have to learn anew how to navigate a changing world and their undeniable feelings for one another.

Master List of Chapters

Content/Trigger Warnings for Entire Work (individual chapter posts not labeled): wartime peril, injury, and death (chapters 12-14); pregnancy, birthing trauma, and infant loss (chapters 31-38); sexual assault up to kissing (chapter 19); relationship passion up to making out and heavy petting; sexual relationship alluded to but not described (no smut, sorry) ;)

Word Count: 300

40. Future Gazing While in Waiting

Author's Note: Whew, y'all. This is only my second full-length fanfic, and I really intended to just drop it as soon as they got together, skipping from his arrest to the part where they were reunited. But... I don't really know how to explain it... the stories seem to take on a life of their own, playing out in my mind. I mull it over, testing the options, and one always seems to rise above the others. Sometimes I try something and it doesn't fit, so it's discarded and rewritten. The angst and struggle of Aurelia's life after his arrest isn't something I normally like to even think about, let alone write. But for some reason it just felt right. I apologize if you started reading with expectations of a playful, romantic, fun ride... I hope there was a lot of that for you, and that the relative sobriety of the ending (for now) doesn't diminish that in the slightest.

I do plan to continue the story, and I'm considering writing some lighthearted fluff as they readjust to life together on Coruscant, but I'm trying to keep the whole thing as canon-compliant as possible, meshing it as seamlessly as I can with The Bad Batch. So, most likely, it will have to be put on hold until season three comes out and we get a [hopefully happy] ending for our favorite clones.

I can't express how much your votes and comments mean... I write for myself, honestly, but it brings immense joy to hear that others enjoy it as well!! I also am always wanting to improve, and constructive criticism is always welcome. I know we all have different preferences and styles, but I'm open to any and all feedback as I continue to enjoy this fantastic world of fanfic writing. :)

Feel free to tag a friend who loves Howzer or comment to be added to the tag list! <3

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litcityblues · 9 months

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Doctor Whoquest Part Six: Whittaker 2, Electric Boogaloo

Ok, y'all. I have heard complaints about the Whittaker run. I have heard that the writing isn't all that good. I've heard that the stories aren't the best. I've heard the acting could be better and you know what? After watching this season I have but one question: what the hell are people talking about?

Was this the perfect season of Doctor Who? No, and I don't expect I'm going to find one- every season is going to have episodes that just don't quite land or episodes that are kind of 'meh' and that's fine. But this season is a really solid season of Doctor Who and some of it is very, very good indeed. When you've been around for as long as Doctor Who has, it's tempting to play the hits and that's fine from time to time, but the real interesting thing to me is when they can do the hits (Daleks, Cybermen, etc) for instance and play them in a new and interesting way. The Judoon are back this season and they're so much better than before-- crisper, deadlier, sharper, still space rhino cops though. The Daleks do show up, but they're getting sneakier and quicker and actually think a plan through for once, but this season gets mad props for me because, for the first time in all the Doctor Who I've ever watched, the Cybermen- especially the Lone Cyberman is menacing as all hell.

The Master is back as well and Sacha Dhawan's portrayal of the character is the best I've seen in Nu-Who. Don't get me wrong: Michelle Gomez was an interesting twist playing Missy and she has her charms in the role, but Dhawan just runs with it- maybe to the point of chewing the scenery a bit too much, but it's obvious he's having fun with it AND he is menacing, villainous and imbues his performance with just a hint of 'mad as a box of hares' to make it a unique and memorable turn in the role.

Introducing a previously unseen incarnation of The Doctor in Ruth? (Jo Martin) Brilliant and more importantly, interesting.

Three Episodes I Liked

'Fugitive of the Judoon': I liked the Judoon when they first popped up way back when in 'Smith and Jones' but then they seemed to be a little bit flat-footed and got confused when someone contradicted them. These Judoon have a bit more of a menacing edge and definitely know what they're doing. (In a nice callback to this episode, the Doctor gets snatched by them at the end of 'The Timeless Children' and taken to jail- presumably because her mystery incarnation/Ruth is on the run for doing something.) I loved the introduction of the mystery incarnation- because John Hurt set the precedent with The War Doctor, so there's no reason why they can't continue it and put a new twist on it that opens up new story possibilities. Plus, Captain Jack is back with a warning for the Doctor, though he doesn't actually get to interact with her, which is a nice twist- 'Beware the Lone Cyberman'

'Spyfall': What a fun season premiere. Loved the return of the Master, loved the whole spy technology thing and running around the world, trying to figure it out, and then, bam! The Master's back with a new, fun face. Also, Stephen Fry shows up and I always appreciate Stephen Fry in anything he's in.

'The Haunting of Villa Diodati': The historical episodes of Nu-Who can be a bit hit or miss sometimes, but this one was great, exploring the origins of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. Now, they unravel the mystery and find out that it's a Lone Cyberman that is haunting Vila and what he's after. Unraveling the mystery is done well-- they don't lift the curtain too quickly which keeps the mystery firmly in the territory of 'period ghost story' until the very end. Plus, as a personal aside, somewhere buried back in my family tree, I'm related to Percy Bysshe Shelley somehow. So, props to my ancestor of some degree getting a shout-out in Nu-Who.

Two Episodes I Didn't Like

'Orphan 55': This episode just didn't work for me for whatever reason. It wasn't bad, it wasn't good, it just... was.

'Praxeus'/'Nikola Tesla's Night of Terror': 'Praxeus' was an interesting idea that tipped over into 'preachy' territory a little bit too much- on the one hand, there is a crisis of microplastics in the environment and not enough people are talking about it, so props to Doctor Who for at least trying, but at the same time, learning about the microplastics crisis isn't why I watch Doctor Who. (Though to be fair, you always forget it started life as a children's program, so educational aspects/notes popping up now and again shouldn't be that surprising.). 'Nikola Tesla's Night of Terror' was largely just okay. Didn't really impact me one way or the other and it sort of faded into the background, which probably isn't what they were hoping for.

One Episode To Consider

'Can You Hear Me?': The Gang (Ryan, Yaz and Graham) get some time off in Sheffield to spend time with family and the Doctor responds to an alert from Aleppo, Syria in the year 1380, where she saves Tahira, the last patient alive in the bimaristan. First of all: the setting immediately grabs you- Aleppo, 1380 isn't Doctor Who's usual fare, so it stood out. Plus, did you know what a bimaristan was? I didn't before I watched this episode. Back in the present in good old Sheffield, The Gang is having dark visions and contacts the Doctor at the same time and they all figure out that the visions are somehow connected to the creepy guy whose fingers fly off and seem to be haunting their nightmares. Turns out, he's an immortal who manipulates the Doctor into releasing his immortal ally, Rakaya and the two go off to feed on the nightmares of Earth the Doctor and the Gang have to figure out how to stop them through the ingenious use of the creepy guy's flying fingers. What stood out for me in this episode were the immortals. I don't think Nu-Who has ever trod into this territory before, so it's another interesting choice in a season full of them.

Overall: I loved this season. Spyfall was a fun way to kick things off, the return of The Master was excellent. We saw the return of the Cybermen in a fun way. The whole 'Timeless Child' might be the only aspect of the season that seemed slightly out of place. I know they were trying to do something big with the mythology and Gallifrey, but in the end, it was vaguely interesting but just didn't land with me. The end of the season saw first Ryan and then Graham exit the Tardis, leaving Yaz and the Doctor to travel on alone.

I have no complaints about this season. Jodie Whittaker is doing just fine in the role. The writing was solid. Some of the episodes were really genuinely good and the writers took some interesting swings at things- some of them worked, some of them didn't. All in all, I don't think you could ask for a better season of Nu-Who.

My Grade: 9/10

#whoquest #doctor who #13 #whittaker #season 12

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maddie-van-fleet · 1 year

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Love Through The Lens

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**Edited by @pictures-of-time **

Multiple part series// this will contain graphic scenes, so it is 18+, MINORS DNI.

I did make a playlist for this series, feel free to listen along while you read :) i hope y'all enjoy it!! I, also, will be linking the master list to every chapter, once I get it made! The first few chapters are really short but i promise they will be longer from this point! I just needed the backstory laid out first.

note: this is my first full series story, so i do apologize if it isn't the best! I have pre written a few chapters so that i am able to post the first couple chapters, since they're short! I will get more drafted up over the next few days, so i can post asap! Please let me know what you think, as i am always trying to improve.

Summary: It was always your dream to be a concert photographer, and you had finally landed yourself a reputable status as a freelancer. Life, though, takes a turn when you land a job for Greta. The plan was to do the job, in and out, nothing more, but things get quite complicated when you start to develop feelings for a certain guitarist.

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Chapter 1

You had known the boys since you were children. Your days in elementary school were spent playing games in the woods, having play dates at the Kiszka's house and riding the bus to school together. They had provided a sense of comfort to you, and through the years you had only grown closer. Throughout middle and high school, you spent more and more time together, evenings filling up with late night band practices, and for you, late night studying. There were few moments where you stayed away from them, and it truly felt like family, but as graduation day was approaching things took a turn. You had known the band meant a lot to them but you were never really sure if they were going to actually pursue it. Your parents had always been strict on finding a reliable career, and deep down you began to feel jealous of the boys for being able to follow their dreams.

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"So...you're actually going to do this...band..thing?" you asked Jake while walking back to their house after a day out shopping.

"I mean yeah, why wouldn't we?" he asked, looking at you confused.

"Well..don't you think it's just...unrealistic?" You let out with a deep sigh. But as soon as it’s said you regret it as Jake’s face drops and he steps a bit further away from you.

"Unrealistic? What do you mean? We’ve worked really hard.”

At his tone you look down at the ground, focusing on your feet as you walk, "W-well i just think… Are you actually gonna be able to sustain that? Like shouldn't you have a backup plan?"

Your tone starts to sound accusatory, not meaning it to be. Jake let out a scoff, "Really y/n? So what, you've just been pitying us? Did you ever even really like our music?", he asks, sounding angry.

"I do, I just think it's important to have a plan for if it doesn't happen. You know, going outside of Michigan is a whole other story. They won't be as forgiving.”

The next words he said caused the beginning of the end. "Woooow y/n. Okay. Just because your parents want you to get a boring job and work a 9-5 doesn't mean I have to. Not everyone wants to be a goody two shoes. Maybe you need to rethink your plan before you come after mine.”

Again that jealousy kicked in. You looked back to him as the words left his mouth. You stopped walking and felt your face heat up as the anger flowed through your veins. He stopped as well, crossing his arms and gave you a glare.

"Well I’m sorry, ASSHOLE, for trying to be logical with my life. Not everyone gets the luxury of goofing off just hoping something happens. Some of us have to actually WORK for our success.”

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That. That was the last time you had seen or talked to Jake, or any of the boys. Afterwards they would avoid you, and while it broke your heart, your pride was too big to ever say sorry. So graduation came and the boys left almost instantly off to wherever the band had taken them. And you…well, you had moved to Nashville, hoping that you could get into your dream school and start your career without a single thought of the past. Ready to move on and make something of yourself.

#jake x reader #jake kiszka #josh kiszka #sam kiszka #danny wagner #greta van fic #greta van fleet

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mikaharuka · 1 year

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Find the Word Tag!

So, I was tagged by @mrsmungus a few days ago for this game. The rules are simple - find the word (or something close enough) in a fic (WIP, published, whatever works) and share the excerpt it is in!

Words I was given: master, pulse, shiver, smile, end/ended

Your words to find: drink, black, sun, laugh, silence

Tagging to play (no pressure, of course): @sliebman10, @tsunderewatermelon, @axolotlsupremacyowo, @udaberriwrites, @hylianjo, @lena-hills, @kayedium-writes, @precambrian-sea-pancake, @oceangirl24, and anyone else who feels like joining with the open tag! Really, I just tagged so many people lol

NOTES:

*All the excerpts are from my long-fic, Apricity. I wanted to include context, so this post does run a bit longer...

*NSFW warning for the third one - "shiver". This is in an erotic dream.

*I combined the fourth and fifth ones - "smile" and "end/ended" - so I went with a longer excerpt for those two words.

*Discord Server Folks! (you know who you are XD) - the last excerpt is a scene that is setup for the paint fic ('We Need To Talk About Rosalie'). Tbh, that scene is all the context you'll need for the fic, so I did include the entire scene to spare y'all in the future~ XD

Now, with all of that out of the way... onwards!

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Master - So... I went with 'mastermind' for this one. I did find a "master bedroom" mention in the first chapter when Beau was moving into his new house, but this was much more interesting~

[From Mocha Hypothesis - Apricity, Ch 9]

Was Edward a bad guy? “… you’re not wrong. I suppose you could be a bad guy.” Confusion marred Edward’s features. “Then why do you-” “It depends on what you mean by bad, though.” Edward looked incredulous. “Okay, I’ll bite. What kind of bad could I be, then?” “Bad as in inferior? No way. Not with your looks or abilities.” “Haha, fair enough,” Edward chuckled. “Bad as in unpleasant? You’ve had your weird moments, but we get along well.” “Maybe… with you and your friends in bio, at least.” “Bad as in evil? Not impossible, but I doubt it.” Edward clicked his tongue. “Isn’t that careless to dismiss?” “Right, because an evil mastermind would live as a high schooler in a small town.” “…I suppose it would be difficult to carry out evil plans.” “Bad as in dangerous, though… maybe. Magic is dangerous, after all.” “Do you think I’m dangerous?” Edward asked, looking on edge. "Hmm... I don't know, but I don't think so. Not from what I know of you, at least." "You don't know very much about me." "True, but everything I've seen so far points against it. Same goes for your brother." "My brother?" Edward scoffed. "Carlisle's easily the most dangerous of all." Beau's breath hitched, wondering what Edward meant by that.

Pulse - Found it in the hospital scene/inciting event, naturally. Also found it in the NSFW chapter, but most of the incidences are actually in Sangria/Midnight and are in spoiler-ish parts, so I'll pass on those.

[From Cerise Blossom - Apricity, Ch 6]

He turned back to face Beau. "Did you feel any pain or have any issues with balance?" "No, it went well. I didn't notice any problems." "And now? You mentioned a mild headache earlier, but do you feel anything else?" “I’m a little dizzy,” Beau looked down. “I just noticed a slight chest ache too.” “Alright. That is not abnormal.” The doctor set the folder down and maneuvered his stethoscope. “Take a few deep breaths for me.” He pressed the chest piece to just under his left collarbone, causing Beau to shudder as cool fingertips gently brushed against his skin and moved across his chest with each breath. Beau closed his eyes and tried to calm the racing heartbeat he was certain the older man could hear. It was a futile effort, though, as the spikes of heat that blossomed beneath the man’s fingers only fueled his already racing pulse even faster. Combined with the alluring scent - of sandalwood and vanilla with a hint of spice and a trace of disinfectant - that invaded his senses with each deep breath, Beau felt a soft haze set in. “Now breathe normally. I need to listen to your heart function.” That only made Beau’s heart race faster. The only thing keeping him grounded was the knowledge that the doctor, Edward, and his dad would be able to see his every reaction.

Shiver - This one showed up 6 times... with half of them from Azure, the one NSFW chapter I have so far (erotic dream + vampire sex). Since I'm here, might as well do the most NSFW of the three XD

[From Azure Mystique - Apricity, Ch 11]

'Open for me, beautiful boy' Unable to resist the siren’s call, Beau felt his legs simply fall apart as he collapsed onto the warm earth, when slick lips captured his own once more. A stronger metallic taste permeated the kiss once more as the man’s hands wandered even lower. Just as Beau was about to give into the haze once more, the man pulled away abruptly and another rip of fabric reverberated through the forest. Goosebumps spread rapidly and shivers rippled across skin newly exposed to the cold air. It felt empty, alone - something was missing. Beau looked up at ruby red eyes with an unspoken need for something he couldn’t name - for something he didn't even know. Within seconds, the being descended upon Beau ravenously, interspersing harsh bites and deep marks with deliberate kisses and teasing licks. Feather-light fingers plucked purposefully at delicate rosy peaks on his chest like harp strings, as more possessive fingers caressed his hips, his waist, and soon dipped lower over the swell of his body, pushing more firmly inside, to a deeper place the man was all too familiar with, given their numerous amorous encounters. Lost within the maelstrom of pleasure, Beau jolted sharply with a single touch, arching his back at the series of sharp twin stings along his inner thighs before an ever-rising rush of ecstasy melded with the pain, elevating his carnal desires to an even higher peak. The sensations were all too much and yet still not enough.

Smile - This one showed up 66 times! End/Ended - This one showed up 100+ times!

Fortunately, both showed up in the same scene, and that scene happens to be the only major context the Discord folks need in order to understand the premise of my paint drying fic. So here we are - the awkward, tense, yet hilarious conversation between Mike and Carlisle about a certain blonde girl and the meaning of friendship XD

[From Midnight Freefall - Apricity, Ch 14]

Satin - or perhaps, a slight shimmer. The sapphire tint shifted subtly, introducing a new dimension to the previously matte sensation. Either way, something had changed and something else would happen. The next change was one Mike could note with his bare eyes - the eerie stillness of the past few minutes finally broke. The doctor hadn't moved, but the threatening, baleful edge that mirrored his own sapphire's phantom cold had taken a different charge. Still so sharp, anticipatory, and inhuman... yet somehow neutral and vaguely familiar. ... “You are exactly as they described you.” ... Those words… they were familiar alright. “Edward, I take it?” Mike paused for a beat then continued. “And Elle too, I suppose.” The doctor quirked an eyebrow and allowed a small smile to form across his lips. “Edward has a lot to say about you and Eleanor seems to enjoy your company.” Mike was going to have a word with that suspicious guy before the night ended. “However, it was Rosalie that spoke to me at length about you.” “…Rose did?” “Yes, she did. Why are you surprised by that?” the doctor asked, looking him over again. Being on the receiving end of such scrutiny… though Mike didn’t feel on edge as he had earlier, that sangria gaze and deep voice still unsettled him, keeping him far off balance. He took a deep breath to regain his composure before responding. “Rose and I don’t interact too often outside of school-related matters.” “Interesting. She regularly corresponds with you. Do you not consider her a friend?” “A friend…” ‘Friend’ wasn’t the first word that came to mind. He and Rose worked well together in the few classes they shared. Group projects often had them meeting outside of school hours… and a few personal things probably got mentioned every now and then… and they did text each other random stuff… and there was her warning from that morning… Huh… maybe they were friends of a sort after all? “You’ve come to a realization.” This man wasn’t even trying to hide his true nature, was he? Of course not - there was no reason for him to do so. Not when Mike was the only one around to see or hear him. Hell, the vampire even sounded a bit amused by Mike’s confusion. “I didn’t think of it that way before, but I suppose we are. Friends, that is.” “I would agree, based on what Rosalie has told me.” Figures Mike would be subtly lectured about friendship by some ancient vampire he was meeting for the first time. Someone was clearly playing mad libs with his life.

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multi-lefaiye · 2 years

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hi xavier!!! I come requesting your Thoughts if you're up for sharing some thoughts? if not that's totally cool, I just thought I'd ask 'cause I'm curious :3

I'm thinking of running a ttrpg campaign for some friends but I've never done that before and I'm pretty nervous. have you done much in the way of running games n would you have any tips for a beginner? :O

or maybe just, like, as a player what sorts of things can the person running the campaign do to make things enjoyable and engaging? what sorts of things do you appreciate when you're playing?

only if you wanna answer, of course! either way I hope you're having a cool day 😎

hi logan!!!! yes i am definitely up for sharing some Thoughts! i apologize for being a little late asdfjl;k i was going to bed when you sent this in (went to bed before 4 am y'all be proud of me)

ANYWAY omg that's so cool!! sounds like fun!!! okay, first, definitely understandable to be nervous! it's been a hot minute since i actually ran any games but even when i did run games regularly it was always a nerve-wracking experience for me. however, it's an absolute blast and i think you'd really enjoy it!

i'm not the most experienced gm/dm/etc in the world, but i do have some advice i can offer!!! and i know i have some more experienced folks following me so if any of y'all want to throw advice in please feel free.

first, my biggest piece of advice is to try not to get too caught in planning for every possibility--your players are going to do things you won't expect and i guarantee there will be at least one instance where they do something you didn't plan for at all. the biggest thing with any ttrpg, at least in my experience, is learning to go with the flow and improv! it's definitely good to have some kind of plan going in, and ultimately how much you plan is up to you, but don't get too stressed out if things don't go how you expect them to!

another thing i definitely recommend is having some kind of practice run before jumping right into the full campaign. you could try running a oneshot or two, or something along those lines in general, to help build up your confidence as a dm! session zeroes are also good, and you can use them to help introduce the players to each other in-character and to the world they're going to be in for this campaign. they also can help give everyone a feel for the campaign in general before jumping right in.

ok now i'm just gonna list some misc. advice before talking about stuff i as a player like to see happen:

work with your players and cater the campaign to them and their characters. if they have plotlines they'd be interested in exploring, talk to them about it and see if you can find a place for em.

just in general communicate with your players as much as possible--i don't mean in the sense of giving away everything that's going to happen, but just make sure everyone's on the same page, y'know!

definitely take notes!! if you're running a game, ultimately you remembering what happens both with the party and outside of it is important.

how much you decide to follow the rules of whatever ttrpg you're running is ultimately up to you, but in my experience it's a lot more fun to fudge the rules sometimes for the sake of the story than to stick to them strictly at all times.

have fun! remember, you're part of the game too, and the point is for everyone to have a good time telling the story together.

okay now for the player's side of things, i also don't have Much experience on this front, and most of my thoughts are things i already mentioned, but in general what i love to see is when game masters really incorporate the characters into the world they're in. use your players' backstories to your advantage and work them in the narrative where possible, and don't be afraid to really go for the throat with emotional moments.

another thing i appreciate is when the gm talks with the players before everything starts to get a feel for what everyone wants out of the story, as well as any triggers or sensitive content that should be avoided. that's a good way to make sure you know what to avoid and what you can do to make things more engaging for everyone from the get-go.

and uhhh i guess last thing is i just want to reiterate the Have Fun part! because i know there are a lot of things online that joke about how fun it is to make the gm's life hell or treat ttrpgs like a competition between the gm and the players, and really that's not the case! the point is for everyone to have fun, play a game, and tell a story together! if someone isn't having fun, whether they're a player or gm, then something's wrong.

if/when you do run this, i'd love to hear about how it goes!!! good luck and have fun! and i hope you have a cool day as well! :3

#talk to the bunnykitty #logan!!!#campaign shit #not sure how helpful any of this is but yeah i hope you have fun!!!#sounds like a blast :D #also this reminds me i do wanna get a game of the dark crystal ttrpg off the ground sometime soon. hmb.

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twogyuu · 5 months

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I have so many feelings after finishing Sweet Home S2, I'm just gonna word vomit it here :')

TL;DR - solid 4.9/10 . . . so disappointing fr 😭 Eunyu saved this season.

(warning: spoilers)

OKAY????

LIKE???

WTF WITH ALL THE STORYLINES???? And they're also half-baked and inconclusive??? They tried to get too niche with the military crew and the subway shelter people, the main cast that evacuated there got lost in all of it. LITERALLY I do not give a damn about Chief Ji and her irritating daughter. Master Sargant Tak is kind of interesting, but also they tried to do too much (without doing ANYTHING) with the whole Yicheon storyline, Master Sargant Tak didn't get the attention his background deserved. At least from what I can tell, he serves as a parallel to Hyunsu, which had so much potential, but fell so flat. I felt no emotional attachment to Yicheon and his gf. Hell, I thought Yicheon was just a civilian at first LOL. I thought he was just a guy playing soldier taking off on runs. His gf is also so irritating - one minute she doesn't care for him, the next minute she's pressuring the soldiers to go find him. Ugh - so non-committal. I can see what they were trying to do, trying to show her dilemma of not wanting him to suffer for her, but still wanting him, but they portrayed her character so poorly, I was annoyed LOL.

I also wish they developed the little boy, Yeong-su's character better. Again, so much potential to highlight the struggles of a kid growing up amidst an apocalypse, losing his sister, and basically being raised by strangers, but they didn't . . . .

Can we also talk about Park Chanyoung . . . I'm so sorry for the Park Chanyoung lovers - he's cute, but so fucking annoying to me LOL. Don't get me wrong, his heart is in a good place, but he puts too much trust in infrastructures that don't serve anyone and keeps getting people in trouble. He acts rashly without a plan and it's innocent and I can see how some people swoon, but BRUH?? If you come save me, I want at least a 51% guarantee that this might work? I think he's supposed to be the second lead, but I honestly couldn't tell for sure. I too would be annoyed, Eunyu!!! He's so nosy, tryna save ppl and all - like just leave her alone damn.

Now, where was Song Kang throughout all of this??? 😭 I know they were trying to highlight other parts of the storyline, but this whole series is centered around him being ✨different✨ You get a taste of it, but it's not well-explored (AGAIN! Y'all sensing a theme here?). He fights with gangster aghussi, gets turned into stone, somehow escapes, and while the world goes to shit, he sits on a boat and raises Yikyung's daughter - like aight LOL. The vaccine storyline was abandoned when it was the center of all of S1 - no closure at all. I will admit, the addition of the mad scientist was great and I LOVE the actor who played him. However, again . . . I wished they developed that more.

In summary of all the things I didn't like about this season: they tried to do too much with too little, the lack of development and details in the new (and old) characters and plots made this season incredibly frustrating to watch. The beauty of the last season was that though there were a lot of residents in the Green Home Apartments, they picked a few characters to focus on and highlight their backgrounds and how it impacts their decisions in the moment. Even the characters that didn't matter that much (my mind goes to the nurse played by Go Eun), you felt some sort of attachment too because they were just known for that one thing. I didn't feel that way about any of the characters this season.

In regards to the things I actually liked, I really enjoyed Eunyu's character development. This is the one thing this season kept consistent and did well. You can see how the trauma of losing her brother then others of the Green Home community hardens her; yet, there's always a piece of her that's still the rebellious teenage ballerina that brings you back to season 1. When she and Hyunsu reunited like- 😭😭😭😭 I know they hardly had screen time together in both S1 and S2 LOL, but IDK, something about they're chemistry is so good. Loser!Hyunsu and Eunyu were a really cute intro in S1 and even though we only got that one scene of them making pinky promises, the innocence and care carries into S2 after all they've been through. It's just a nice sigh of relief and the silver lining to the whole situation.

The little crumb's of plot twists were also kind of reassuring: Yikyung's kid and her husband who is gangster aghussi who isn't gangster aghussi, the monsters evolving, and Eunhyeok flopping out of an egg at the END??!!

All in all, I have little good to say about this season. It lacks the intimacy and detail of the first season. Even though there isn't a sense of finality to S1, the storylines and characters are at least WHOLE. I cannot say the same about this season, some parts felt rushed, simply just there to wrap up something (thinking of Yikyung's timeline) and other parts were just unnecessary (Yicheon and his gf bruh - I cannot lmfao).

Anyways, I'll still watch S3 . . . mostly for Go Minsi because I've come to love her acting and the mad scientist. Admittedly too . . . um . . . I think I've hopped on the Song Kang train - HELP LMFAO

#twogyuu:strugglin'#sweet home season 2 #im so sorry LOL #not me having a [redacted] moment as pointed out by woozi #just have many thoughts and feelings about this season when i loved s1 so much

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tangleweave · 10 months

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what does your URL mean, and why did you choose it?

what fandom do you primarily favour?

what genre do you primarily favour?

what are your top five fandoms to RP within?

have you written original characters?

what is your favourite part about using this platform to roleplay on?

who was the first faceclaim that was 'ruined' for you in the rpc? why was that?

who was the first faceclaim you remember using, who for (canon or original)?

what age range do you most enjoy playing?

what faceclaim did you start off disliking, that you ended up enjoying or even playing? how did that come about? (non problematic, a personal preference)

what faceclaim did you start of loving, and now loathe? (non problematic, a personal preference)

what faceclaim do you wish you could play, and why haven't you used them/yet?

[ Wonder Mun / Accepting ]

Really cut me a swath here, Anon. I've done a few of these, so I'll link those answers as they come up.

My URL name is inspired by events from the Spider-Man animated series from the 90's. Peter meets Madame Web, who offers cryptic visions, ideas, and direction from her seat at the center of the Web of Fate. The idea has been expounded on in mainstream media more lately, but that's where I first heard of it. A woven web projects an idea of a plan, of interconnectedness, and there are often snags and tangles. The name in my head sounded like one that could roll off the tongue if said aloud.

I'm sure it's no surprise for me to say I primarily favor Marvel.

I primarily favor fantasy/adventure. More details here.

Top 5 fandoms would have to include Marvel, Star Wars, Dungeons & Dragons, Yu-Gi-Oh!, and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

I have indeed written original characters, but most of them have been isolated to very small corners of both the Net and, by now, my own mind. I do have a lot of narration for Gargonn and Nasim, a master/apprentice duo I created for D&D.

I like using Tumblr for RP to meet like-minded people and talented writers. There are a LOT of y'all. It's a privilege to read what you write, and to participate in cooperative writing bits!

Natalie Dormer was the first FC to be 'ruined' for me. More details here.

My first FC was Benedict Cumberbatch for Dr. Strange, and that was on my prior handle of scalpelandwand. Not hard to see why, since he plays the character and is so incredibly compelling as him.

I'm most comfortable RP'ing in the 25 - 32-ish range. More details here.

I may be about to commit blasphemy here, but there's a redemption arc. I, at first, did not like Andrew Garfield as a FC for Peter Parker / Spider-Man. It's nothing personal against him, nor even really against his portrayal. I happen to think he was fantastic in the role. But I did feel the TASM movies needed a little more depth. I was concerned that if I FC'ed Andrew for my particular Spidey, I would be beholden to TASM canon in the eyes of my peers, and it's just not my favorite. However... after the events of No Way Home, and also several conversations with friends and acquaintances who thoroughly adore Peter in his many forms, I've come around to realizing that not only is Andrew a terribly worthy face to claim (and very easy to find pics or GIFs for in the event I want them), most of my peers are not judging my characters on their FC's, but on my portrayal of them. So although my Spidey began with a FC of Yuri Lowenthal, I switched him to Andrew after about a year on here.

Off the top of my head, I'm really struggling to think of a FC that I first loved and now hate. I could offer one that I started off neutral towards and roll my eyes at nowadays? Dylan O'Brien. I've seen a Stiles or three (dozen) around here, but he's claimed for a range of other OCs and canon characters as well, and... I dunno, sometimes I just get tired of seeing his face on my dash. Chris Evans exists on the edge of this realm as well. And it's not like I don't get it, I do, these guys are way too pretty to not use.

As for myself, I honestly don't think I have a faceclaim that I'm "waiting" for. I don't create OC's or write canon characters because my concept of them includes a particular likeness. That might actually be the last thing to occur to me in the concept design of a character. (More than a couple of my favorite characters aren't human anyway!) In fact, it's only as I'm writing this very line that I've thought of anyone I might want to use as a faceclaim, and that's Doug Jones. But anybody who knows Doug Jones knows there's a caveat to this selection -- it's hardly ever his face we see.

#answered asks #anonymous asker

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zackcrazyvalentine · 3 years

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I hope i'm not late for the screenshots thingy!

Here's who i got!

(i got lucky cause Epel and Idia are my faves LMAO)

And for the theme, maybe them reacting to MC cooking them meals from their world? Or maybe them visiting MC's world with them? You choose!

(romantic btw!)

LET'S GET THIS BREAD!!! I'm sorry it took some time to get out

I'll do a half and half~

Let's go!

~ Other Worldly ~

With: Epel Felmier, Idia Shroud, Vil Schoenheit, Jack Howl, and MC

Them reacting to MC cooking food from their world, and visiting MC's world

First off, let me start by saying that a good 3/4 of these characters are super picky(? with their food, Vil and Idia being the most critical (according to what Master Chef events tell us)

Hope you have some super cooking skills and/or premium ingredients at hand! ^^''

Some headcanons didn't come out too romantic orz

🍎 Epel Felmier 🧹

Foreign dishes

Epel noticed the peculiar cooking going on in Ramshackle after visiting one time

While he may be critical of ingredients and overall resulting taste, Felmier is curious to try new things (specially if it's in big portions, unlike Pomefiore's dinners)

He approaches MC shily, asking if he could have a taste of what they were eating at the time

"Sure, no problem! In fact, let me cook some for you fresh!"

Before he could even protest to get them to stop, the Prefect already got to work

He tries to help, but MC shoots him down and tells him to patiently wait

Epel's appetite and curiosity are increasing with every second

Once the food's ready to be savored, he digs right in! And will provide some feedback about what he liked about it, what it reminds him of, and if needed be points out what he thinks it lacked

Eager to try out more of the food MC was accustomed to eating back in their world!

Visiting a far away land

EPEL IS PUMPED!!! FIELD TRIP TO A LAND HE'S NEVER SEEN OR HEAD ABOUT, UNLESS IT'S FROM MC'S MOUTH!!

He's eager to visit all the places his love adores! Make some memories and have a blast discovering the place such a wonderful person comes from

He wants to know how their two worlds differ, how a world without magic unfolds before his eyes

Let's be honest: this boy right here is excited to wreck havoc in supermarket and fast food places' parking lots. Y'all probably woke up at 3am once and decided to go scream and mess around at your nearest McDonald's parking lot

Please show him vine compilations, I'm positive Epel will love to get to know the humor of this world (although he once used a vine reference when talking with a cashier once, thinking it was common knowledge for everyone in MC's world)

Out of the four guys here, Epel is the one most open to improvised plans

Eager to try out any strange fruits and vegetables, interesting snacks and bizarre cookie flavors that catch his eye

"How can your world have such specific flavors? Rosemary garlic jalapeño bread chips? How???"

💀 Idia Shroud 💙

Foreign dishes

MC probably brought some of their homemade food over to Idia's dorm after getting concerned that this boy's diet heavily relies in junk food and sweets, and when he does eat it's a very small portion

So in MC comes and asks Idia if he would like to try some food they prepared, one of their favorite dishes

At first, Idia is very reluctant, saying how he doesn't feel hungry

But the Prefect has a trick under their sleeve: a crestfallen expression with an adorable pout

Seeing them having a meal on their own while occasionally sighing sadly has the flaming haired boy debating what he should do

Then a memory of Ortho's voice resounds in his skull: "Meals are typically shared between people to develop or strengthen a bond. If you want to win [Name]'s heart, you should take them out for dinner."

That and he can't deny the contents of that container in their hands look appetizing

Shroud finally accepts and brings you over to Ignihyde's kitchen to grab a couple of plates

He's hesitant, but takes a nice first bite of food. Chews it carefully as he analyses the taste, texture, consistency

"I've never tasted something like this before. What is it?"

"One of my favorite dishes, [food name]!"

Silence followed, "Huh? I-I'm afraid I have... never heard of it..." He said

"Yeah, Ace and Sebek said the same when I introduced them to it. Makes me believe this is something only seen back in my world."

A nice chat develops and, before they know it, the food's gone and Idia himself ate a nice amount of it

It's in the walk back to his dorm, when they're enveloped in a nice comfortable silence, pinkies entwined, that MC confesses they purposefully did all that out of concern for how much he eats

It ensues some light pushing-and-pulling around and tickling, him saying how that was a tactic well taught out, but also saying how he eats just fine and they shouldn't worry about that. You know, light banter between a loving couple

That dish ends up in Idia's list of favorites. He has asked Mc to bring it with them a couple of times when they hang out together and play games

Visiting a far away land

Frankly, he's curious and very nervous about this trip

MC of course is aware of Idia's dislike of crowds and being out in public, so they prepared a nice and calm trip for him

Visiting the less frequented parts of town, quiet cafés (cat cafés!! because those normally have controlled influx of costumers for the kitties' safety), couple of history museums, supermarkets late at night for snack runs, lots of staying at home to play a plethora of videogames and watch many anime series and movies

He's amazed at the variety of games MC's world has, and is also surprised by how some titles are similar to those he likes to play. Same goes for some anime series

While he appreciates how the Prefect tries to show him what their world and society there is like, he much more prefers their stay at home time

He gets to cuddle with them in their room! Their actual legit room with many memories of their life!

He may not look like it, but Idia likes to snoop around and ask what this or that photo, a toy or poster is about and what memories they hold

Honestly, Shroud came over to his lover's world to know about their life, not so much to learn about the world as a whole

Baby pictures, photo albums, the occasional video of their childhood, diaries and old Valentine's cards, he looks through and reads them all!

He will treasure every bit of information he learns about his partner and their life in this world. Probably takes one of their baby pictures with him back to Twisted Wonderland

👑 Vil Schoenheit 🍎

Foreign dishes

Vil is the hardest to convince to try your food out of this group, no doubt

He does know MC cooks, and knows that some of their dishes are uncommon, but the model has yet to asked them for a taste

It takes one brave "Do you want some?" for the model to finally have a taste of the food

He's very hesitant, you can see it clear in his expression, but it all fades away after the first bite

He will openly state if he likes it or not and why

"Perhaps you have other dishes that suit my fancy better? Come on, I want you to show me more."

He genuinely does want to taste more of those unique dishes

Visiting a far away land

Eager to take a little vacation to a world full of opportunities

I see Vil as someone who would like to visit the most prestigious places (though MC will have to tone it down and remind him they don't have an unlimited amount of money to spend)

Art museums and a couple theatre plays are his go-to, along with nice restaurants, popular cafés, and lovely parks to have a picnic on (he jumps into the idea of attending one of those outdoor cinema projections, those are probably his favorite because he gets to cuddle with his lover under the night sky while a movie plays)

He will want to learn about the history of MC's world and the way society, politics work there

He gets word of the horrible things that happened and the threat of climate change, human rights violations and he will want to take action to protest against it

Okay, but Vil will get along so well with the Prefect's younger siblings and mother/aunts/fem guardian if they have one

Get ready to have him judge favorite makeup products. Prefect better lead him away from the beauty and skincare sections of farmacias and supermarkets

All in all, having Vil over to their world allowed MC to visit many nice fancy-ish places and allowed them to enjoy some simple things they forgot

A wonderful person to have by your side in any world and universe~

🐺 Jack Howl 💛

Foreign dishes

With his fine sense of smell, Jack detected the food MC was preparing for their little date was something unfamiliar

"What's that? Something new?"

Yet MC tries to keep the surprise until the plates are presented and served

Seeing the smile on their face, Jack can't help but think that this dish will taste wonderful due to the love shining on their face

"This is [dish name], one of my favorites back in my world. Haven't seen it offered in the cafeteria, so I decided to try my hand and prepare it for you, Jackie!"

First bite, fluffy tail wagged. He compliments their cooking with a smile before diving in for a couple morsels

Jack isn't too picky, he enjoys food truthfully

I think he will be curious about the story behind the dish and why his love categorizes it as a favorite. Ingredients, techniques, tell him all about it!

I'm sure this boy will be happy to try more of the unique dishes found in a world ways away from his!

Visiting a far away land

A visit to his partner's world, huh? Well, Jack is certainly excited to see what sort of outdoor activities and exploring can be done in this new place!

Dates with Howl in the Prefect's world will consist of visiting natural parks, gardens, forest trails, perhaps do some fishing or bird watching

Jack grew up with snow as a constant. He would like to explore the winter sports scene in this foreign world (if MC lives somewhere with snow/with designated paces on which to practice said sports)

Aside from these outdoor sporty visits, the wolf would like to attend concerts or maybe a local team's game

However, he soon finds out these events aren't suited for his acute hearing (poor baby 😭)

So he's content with spending time inside MC's house, get to know their family a little, look through their family pictures, and have pleasant late afternoon walks in the nearby park

Something as simple as going out for icecream is tremendously pleasant with Jack by your side

(but poor MC if they aren't athletic or into nature because this big puppy will drag them to loooots of nature watching dates asdfg)

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Ngl, this prompt was a little hard to fulfill. I'm well aware this isn't the most romantic, but hope it was enjoyable

Thank you for your request!

and sorry again for taking long

#zask #twisted wonderland #loading screen headcanons #epel felmier #idia shroud #vil schoenheit #jack howl #twst x reader #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland x reader

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apompkwrites · 3 years

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I just read your story, the one with Xiao and Albedo, its really good! I love it! Is it ok if you do the same thing but with Kaeya, Zhongli, Childe and Diluc version. I can see how excited these guys are since Kaeya first appeared is clapping his hand, the way Childe call Lumine 'Hey Girlie', Zhongli with how handsome he is especially his eyes and with Diluc how mysterious he is when he appeared out of nowhere

Feel free to do it if you're not busy or you can ignore this :3

reader impact || first meeting cont.

series masterlist characters: kaeya, diluc, childe genre: fluff summary: a game has been released entitled genshin impact, consisting of otherworldly abilities relying on the basic elements of nature. the game follows the story of an interdimensional traveling twin in search of their other half. along this journey, they meet different characters that live in this world. including you. notes: i’m glad you liked it! i’m having a lot of fun writing these so expect some more coming out :D i plan on doing more first meeting hcs and then branching off to other scenarios, so if there’s something specific, please request it! also, i’ve already done one for zhongli!

kaeya's playthrough -

he's more of a variety streamer, honestly.

most of his viewers watch him because of his carefree nature (as well as his looks).

obviously, he'd do a bunch of drinking streams whenever he could where he would just talk to his viewers about whatever came to mind.

during those streams, his viewers often try to ask him questions, which are only answered in vague statements.

his gaming streams are pretty rare compared to his chatting streams, but they're there nonetheless.

his viewers jump when they hear he's planning on playing genshin impact.

just neverending messages about a character they are convinced he will love.

he's so tempted to ask but decides not to, wanting to learn who this mystery character is on his own.

honestly, he was expecting you to appear way later in the story.

he's very interested in the looming threat of stormterror.

his character lands on the ground and he leans back to watch the cutscene play.

then he hears footsteps and sees his character look to someone offscreen.

this man practically LUNGES INTO HIS MONITOR WHEN THE CAMERA PANS UP TO YOU.

you walk in clapping at a calculated pace, which is when he leans forward and stares at your character model.

"i can't believe you have the power to stand up against that dragon... that said, are you a new ally... or a new storm?"

"oh, hun, i can be whatever you want me to be."

HE'S ALREADY FLIRTING WITH YOU PLEASE HIS CHAT IS IN HYSTERICS-

he knows his chat is freaking out, so he turns to the camera and sends his signature smirk.

"now i know why you guys wanted me to play this so bad."

"(name), kaeya, you've come at the right time. we must..."

"now now, don't forget to introduce us."

"oh... right. this is (name), our cavalry captain. these two are travelers from afar."

"ooh, they're a person in charge, too?"

HE KNOWS WHAT HE'S DOING TO HIS CHAT BUT THEY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU DO TO HIM.

he genuinely likes you. like genuinely. he's fallen deep and he doesn't plan on leaving anytime soon.

if your costume has that long v-neck like his does...

hOO BOY HE'S THANKING EVERY DEVELOPER OF THIS GAME.

anyway, he's heard that there are characters you can only obtain throguh wishes, so he's kind of nervous to find out if that's the case with you.

he just really wants you in his party so y'all can be mysterious together.

"let me show you how the knights of favonius conquer our adversaries!"

"oh, yes. please do."

his viewers can and will make compilations of him flirting with you.

ngl, he's looking forward to those.

sometimes, your voice gets all quiet and he melts when he hears that.

he will pay to have voicelines of you flirting with him--

when he enters your trial domain, he will purposely avoid completing it just in case he doesn't get to keep you.

he sees some of his viewers talking about how you're a bad character and that the other characters are so much better.

too bad, they're banned now.

no (name) slander in his chat, thank you very much.

he loves your quips whenever he uses your elemental skill.

he loves you even more if those quips are puns based on your element.

finally, he's nearing the end of your domain. when that happens, he will slowly turn towards the camera and stare.

"if they aren't a permanent member on my team, this'll be the last stream of genshin."

"let's continue our adventure, shall we?"

obtained (name): a thinker in the knights of favonius with a somewhat exotic appearance.

"okay, so we'll continue streaming genshin soon."

he'll put you in the first slot of his party, moving his traveler character to the second.

his streams will always include him flirting with you, even if you don't reply.

diluc's playthrough -

his streams are mainly bartending based, so he likes mixing drinks on stream for his viewers.

he doesn't drink them, though. he gives them out to his friends and family once the stream is over.

it's pretty rare for him to play games but he'll do an occasional gaming stream if his friends and family don't want any drinks.

his chat always makes fun of him because he's a bartender that doesn't like the taste of alcohol.

he's very blunt, so he's not afraid to drop a game immediately if he isn't interested.

in fact, that's almost what he did with genshin.

it's not like the game is bad or anything, diluc just didn't care for it because of all the hype his chat shared.

he keeps playing, though, because someone promised he would really enjoy a character that comes up in the prologue.

granted, it's over an hour or so but it doesn't matter--

when he gets to the domain teaching him how to use cryo, he hates every minute of it.

he hates the character he's given and just wants to leave.

the demo character is one he doesn't really care for, especially because he's the type of person he dislikes coming to the bars he works at.

his chat is laughing at him when they reach the end because the cutscene continues with the character he hates.

he feels a bit better when he learns the abyss mage is in the domain because he gets to see and hear something that isn't the cryo character.

then he meets you.

you run into the domain out of nowhere, quickly defeating the abyss mage and tossing it towards the corner.

"knights of favonius... always so inefficient."

his chat goes insane when your character appears, especially because of how dumbfounded diluc looks.

he's known for not really emoting and it's the same case for this scene. however, his chat knows he is in love with your character.

he takes a few minutes when he's kicked out of the domain but he clears his throat and looks over at the camera.

"i'll be streaming this game again soon when the others don't want any drinks."

YOU SINGLEHANDEDLY SAVED THIS GAME FROM BEING TOSSED AWAY WITHIN A MINUTE OF APPEARING

THE POWER YOU HOLD OVER THIS MAN AND HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW YOUR NAME--

cut to after he's stolen the lyre and is sent to the tavern.

he's a bit excited because he gets to visit mondstadt's tavern but then--

"master (name), this is this week's accounts."

"they're back."

HE'S SO NONCHALANT BUT WE ALL KNOW HE'S FREAKING OUT

he gets second-hand embarrassment when venti talks to you asking for the... least conspicuous table.

he's kinda sad when your character is suspicious of him, but he understands.

when the knights leave the tavern, he really wants venti to just shut up.

please you're embarrassing the man.

when he hears how you feel about him joining the knights, he is so willing to quit--

man just wants you to be proud of him and trust him :((

he's relieved to hear that you will help him and you don't hate him.

please give him validation--

childe's playthrough -

man is still rich he can do whatever he wants.

his gaming streams would definitely be pvp based games. honestly, just any game where he can fight someone, he'll play.

his chat also has a few little games they like to play together like guessing what the hell this man does to have so much money--

also his siblings crash in on his streams sometimes :D

those are pretty much the only times you'll see him be soft and not so competitive.

teucer likes crashing his streams to show off his plushies :))

anyway, genshin time!

he definitely tried to fight paimon the first time he loaded the game.

please expect lots of genshin stream from this guy because he needs to make his team deal the highest damage he can get.

also his wallet doesn't even have a dent in it despite all of the money he's spent on characters and weapons.

please sir what do you do for all that money

ok so onto your first meeting

he was really excited when the exuvia fell during the rite of descension because he thought he would get to fight whoever killed the great archon of liyue.

he really wanted to fight the millelith but then his chat convinced him to dodge them first.

one of his viewers explains that there's a character they know he'll like and he was very... intriguied to say the least.

he moves forward in his chair once his character is heard by the millelith, prepared to fight the various soldiers surrounding him.

"hang on, sweetheart. i've got this."

this man will squeal when you flip over the stairs in front of his character.

he doesn't know who you are and what you do but he knows for a fact that you are his new favorite character.

you take down all of the guards in two seconds, leaving him (and his in-game character) dumbfounded.

"come with me."

"o-okay..."

he's smitten.

he absolutely loves the way your character fights even if he met you about... a minute ago.

his siblings definitely come into his room to check on him because he's so quiet.

once he realizes you're a part of the harbingers, he's even more obsessed.

he hates the options the game gives him when he needs to respond because 2/3 of them are insulting you.

anyway he really likes listening to your voice.

he will give anything to hear you call him sweetheart again.

his chat informs him that the traveler he chose changed the nickname you give him, which makes him very happy.

when you send him off to talk to the other adepti, he's kind of disappointed he doesn't get to hang out with you.

but when he gets back to you...

"welcome back, sweetheart. how was your trip to jueyun karst?"

HE'S SOFT ALL OVER AGAIN PLEASE KEEP CALLING HIM SWEETHEART!!!

when he learns you're rich just like him... he gets all pouty. his chat, of course, wants to know why.

"... i want to be able to spoil her."

PLEASE HE'S SO IN LOVE WITH YOU <3

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glowingbadger · 3 years

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Hi it’s me, crawling through the window. Would it be possible to get a crumb of arranged marriage w/ Hubert? His line w/ Dorothea about being willing to get married for politics sake has fueled my brain rot for him.

Good God I need to secure my windows-

I mean HELLO FRIEND ANON YES IT WOULD BE MY PLEASURE

Lol actually though, I have been thinking about this for Hubie since we all started chatting about that arranged marriage stuff! I think it's a perfect concept for him~

This like... got weird while I was writing it though?? Idk man hahaha it ended up on the less-spicy side of what I usually write, and with some very weird dialogue in places... Idk, I hope y'all like it. Maybe if there's interest, I'll follow this up eventually with a more smut-focused piece?

I've been traveling and working so much lately that I just don't even know what writing is anymore or how it works hahaha

TW: A brief mention of non-con

Hubert (FE3H) x Reader ("wife," neutral pronouns)

Arranged Marriage - semi spicy i guess?

"Frankly, he's a pain," Linhardt must be able to see your surprise and confusion written across your face. He goes on, "He's reliable and capable, of course, but also the most persistent nag you'll ever meet. Actually, no-" he glances upward as though to cross reference his own thoughts, "No, her Majesty is worse. But Hubert is a close second to be sure. Always on and on about sleep schedules and proper nutrition and etiquette..." He sighs and closes the massive tome on his lap, as though to close the conversation with it, "frankly, he's an insufferable mother hen. Does that help?"

"Well, it's... Not what I expected," you admit with a shrug, "but thank you all the same."

It's been several weeks since the papers binding you in marriage to Hubert Von Vestra had been signed- and this alone had sufficed. No ceremony, no grand ball, just paperwork and a handshake with your father. A handshake that ensured that, even under the Empire's unification, he would maintain nominal control over his considerable portion of land, and in return, would swear absolute loyalty to her Majesty. It was a beneficial arrangement for all parties, and you were not ignorant to the part you played. You were hardly even a bargaining chip- moreso, a hostage.

Your new husband had made no secret of what manner of harm may befall you if your family were to renege on their deal. Fortunately, you know your father to be a reliable coward, so you have no reason to believe he would be bold enough to step out of line.

Hubert Von Vestra is a terrifying man. A zealously loyal man of storied cruelty and a frigid disposition. His frame looms over you whenever he's near, and though he's hardly placed a finger on you since you'd been given over to him, his mere presence is... arresting. There's a sort of charisma to him that's equal parts frightening and fascinating. Perhaps it's madness brought on by your circumstances, but you can't help wanting to glimpse just the slightest bit into that brilliant, ever churning mind.

Unsurprisingly, he has been resistant to your attempts to understand him. He hardly indulges you in small talk, and if you were the paranoid sort, you'd think he intentionally makes himself busy when you're around. Eventually, perhaps out of sheer stubbornness, you'd settled on a routine of bringing coffee to his study adjoined to your bedroom in the evenings. He'd been visibly surprised the first time. It wasn't until the fourth night that he'd given a curt "thank you." About two weeks in, he'd actually sat back in his chair and laid down his quill pen to receive the cup from your hands. After a month, he'd leveled his narrow gaze at you and said,

"I cannot begin to fathom what satisfaction you glean from playing 'maid' to me."

"Well, I, uhm," you hadn't expected him to address you so directly, but you managed to say, "You... work so hard, I wanted to do something for you, I suppose."

His expression is inscrutable as he replies,

"You are aware that my work was much the same before you arrived."

"I am," you say softly, "But- all the same..." you trail off, and Hubert seems content to let the matter rest. And so you leave him be amidst his reports and correspondence, coffee at his side on the desk. Yet for as unproductive as your exchange might have seemed, it does leave you with an idea. The thought to learn about the man from those who knew him long before your arrival at the capitol.

Your investigation into the true character of your husband does not stop with Linhardt. In fact, his testimony only leaves you with further questions. But perhaps the others would say otherwise; perhaps the United Empire's most up and coming crest scholar simply inspires maternal behavior. This has to be the case- you simply can't imagine that the notoriously ruthless heir of the even more notorious Vestra lineage would be so... Doting.

And yet the more you learn of him, the more contradictory he seems.

Caspar's take is much like Linhardt's- a picture of a man far closer to a school marm than any assassin or master of torture. Ferdinand seems both smitten and incensed by him, oscillating wildly between the two. Then eventually, to your shock, Bernadetta takes the initiative to speak to you about Hubert of her own accord.

"I'm, uh, really so-sorry to bother you!" she approaches with arms drawn close to her chest and eyes resolutely avoiding yours, "I- I just heard that you were... asking about Hubert, so, I, uh..."

It takes some time to prompt her further. You assure her again and again- no, this isn't intrusive at all- yes, you'd very much like to hear her perspective- no, you're not mad at her. In truth, you're endlessly intrigued about what a gentle soul like Bernadetta would have to say about a man feared across the continent. Finally, she manages,

"He's... actually really kind!" she blurts out, as though the words would abandon her if she gave them the window of opportunity. Your eyebrows raise slightly.

"You think so..?"

"Yes, completely-!" she stammers, "I know he's super, super scary, and powerful and spooky and cold and, uh, all of that. But still," her voice falters as she continues, "He only scolds people when they do something dangerous. And he only hurts people to protect others. I... I know he's done some te-terrible things. But... he's always been nice to Bernie," finally, she meets your eyes with an imploring look in hers, "So, uh, I'm really grateful to him. And I think it would be really nice for someone to reach out to him. If... if that's not too weird or anything. For you."

You smile warmly and nod,

"Thank you, Bernadetta. I know it can't be easy for you to come to me with all of this, but... I'd like to try, if I can."

The opportunity doesn't come in the way you expect.

At first, it seems the night will proceed like many others before. You bring a cup of coffee to your husband's desk, setting it down quietly so as to not disturb him. He's silent, but this is common enough, so you head back to the bedroom to undress for the evening. All nights prior, he would lay beside you long after you'd settled in, then rise to resume work in the morning before you woke up- all the while never allowing your bodies to interact in any way.

Tonight, just as you're about to close the door to Hubert's study behind you, long fingers catch around your wrist, visibly startling you.

It's the most physical contact you've had to-date, but he only says,

"One moment."

You whip around to face him, a touch of anxiety evident in your eyes. It's clear in his own that he notices, but if anything, he only seems amused. He steps forward, his taller frame menacing you as he speaks,

"I understand that you have been busying yourself with some manner of investigation as of late."

It takes a moment for his meaning to reach you. When it does, your face burns and you can't bring yourself to meet his scrutinizing gaze,

"Oh, uhm..."

"I assure you, my dearest wife," he says with barely concealed venom, "anything that I do not wish for you to know will be kept from you. Aside from which, your efforts thus far have proven amateurish at best."

Something seems off about his tone. You could understand if he felt uncomfortable or hesitant about your efforts to learn about him, but this seems far more grave, more... business-like. He steps towards you once more, and you step back in turn. Yet before long, you feel your legs bump the edge of the bed. A gloved hand trails a fingertip down your jawline to your chin, then urges you to look up at him.

"Whatever you are planning, my dear, I promise it will be fruitless. You had best rethink how you spend your days before your actions bring you to harm."

"No, I-" your brow creases deeply, your face burns, your body burns hotter and you don't want to consider why, "I've just been trying to learn about you as a person, nothing else. We're- we're married, after all, so..."

He gives an abrupt, dry laugh.

"Ah, so I am to believe that you've been interrogating my allies out of some misguided affection, is that it?"

"Hubert, just listen to me!" for a moment, you feel bolstered, defiant, and you straighten your posture, "You won't tell me the first thing about you- the only way to learn so much as your favorite color is to ask someone who's known you for a decade!"

Briefly, he does seem to consider your words. But his eventual reply is as aloof as any prior,

"If you're no spy or politician, then you're worse- a fool." he says, and before you can respond, he's seized both of your wrists and pushed you back onto the bed. For a moment, the room spins and your voice leaves you. A shrewd eye watches you with cruel condescension as he pins you against the sheets.

"I should think that you'd be well aware what I'm capable of," he nearly whispers, "I personally ensured that the rumors spread through your father's territory and further still. Do you think that anyone would even dare lift a finger to help you if I chose to seek retribution for this recent behavior?" He draws nearer, his grip tighter at your wrists, "Perhaps as punishment, I'll simply take my pleasure from you by force."

Your lips tighten, you take a breath. Then, meeting his gaze directly, you reply,

"You won't."

His visible eye narrows.

"And what evidence do you have to prompt such unfounded confidence? Perhaps you have crafted a flattering falsehood of me in your mind," a mocking smirk curls his lips, "Am I a misunderstood sentimental sort to you, then? A sad, lonely man for you to save?"

You scowl, though you suspect it looks more like a pout to him.

"I don't know what I think of you yet- not completely. But I don't pity you like that, and I don't think you're sad or lonely. I know you're not."

For the first time, it seems that you've caught him off guard. That frigid mask falters for just a moment, and you go on before he can replace it,

"You're surrounded by people who care about you. I've seen it for myself. Whatever you've had to do in the service of your ideals- it hasn't kept the people around you from wanting to know and understand you, even if it's despite you."

Hubert is silent for a moment. His gaze bores into you like he thinks he'll discover some hidden layer if he can just keep digging. Then, he sighs,

"How did I ever become bound to such a troublesome spouse..."

When you wrest your arms from his grasp, his hands fall away with little resistance, and you think that perhaps he had never truly intended to keep you in place by force to begin with. He moves to leave the bed, but your fists find the front of his clothing and tug him back down to you.

You press your lips to his without hesitation, and you can feel him inhale sharply, his entire body rigid above you. His lips are surprisingly soft, his scent like coffee and old parchment, and though your heart threatens to burst from your chest, you hold firmly to him by his clothes. Near imperceptibly, he leans down against you, and your fear, along with any remaining doubts, begin to dissolve. Knowing he won't pull away, you let your hands relax against him, running up his chest where you can feel his own pulse pounding. It's so human, so entirely reasonable and normal. Now, at last, Hubert Von Vestra is merely a man of flesh and bone.

Your tongue meets his naturally, your lips parting in time with his as your kiss deepens to a fevered pace. One hand reaches that sharp, handsome jawline, reveling in the erotic sensation of his mouth moving against yours. And yet, all the while, his hands remain staunchly on the bed beside you. He doesn't touch you- doesn't even let his body meet yours.

It's impossible to tell whether passion or madness drives you to bring your teeth to his lower lip, a single insistent bite communicating desire mounting faster than you can contain. And for a moment, you sense something new; a sound catches in Hubert's throat, a reaction he fights to stifle. Then, he pulls away. His pale skin is tinted a rare shade of pink, and his hair is ruffled out of place enough to reveal both narrowed eyes. His cloak has spilled around his frame to surround you both, and somewhere in your frazzled mind, you imagine that you're caught in some beautiful, velvet-lined trap.

"I- must... return to my work." Hubert says stiffly. He pushes up from you and turns away, leaving you still flustered on the bed behind him. You sit upright, holding your arms tight around your body as you watch him straighten his hair and clothes.

"You, uhm..." your face reddens still as you search for the right words, "you could... join me in bed, if you liked."

Hubert turns to the door of his study, speaking without daring to even glance your way,

"Anything that you offer to me now will be born from the impulse to survive. I have been bargained with before." His shoulders slack just slightly, his voice low and sober, "The proudest nobleman will even sell off his own child to a monster if he feels it will spare him its teeth."

You open your mouth to protest, then shut it without a word. You feel that you know your mind and heart, even in this moment, but you lack the words to convince a man like this. In a feeble attempt, you murmur,

"You don't frighten me, Hubert. Not anymore."

He half turns toward you, though his hand remains on the handle of his study door.

"You yourself said that you do not know what you think of me," he says, "As such, I will not lay a hand on you until the day that you do."

You stare down at your hands in your lap, barely registering the sound of the door clicking shut as he leaves you in the bedroom. No matter how you try to sort out your tangled thoughts, the memory of his lips on yours won't leave them. If anything, it eclipses any sense of reason, standing resolutely in the way of your path to clarity. Letting out a groaning sigh, you fall onto your back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling as if it could offer you any advice.

What do I think about my own husband? You wonder, the thought nearly enough to make you laugh. Well for one, he's a pain.

#hubert von vestra #hubert x reader #fire emblem #feh #fe3h #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem x reader #fire emblem imagines #fire emblem fic #x reader

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bella-donna418 · 3 years

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Everyone watching their own trailer

A/N: So I've been thinking of actors AU for SnK because... anti-depressant purposes (a something before she goes back to angst writing)

And this timeline is when the trailer was released, and BEFORE the premiering of the first episode for the final season (and idk why I'm making this just now WHEN THERE'S LITERALLY 7 EPISODES FOR SEASON 4 NOW-)

@shytomatomato also made a light bulb light up in my head bcs she used that hot Ereh gif (srsly I can't stop laughing of the caption I love you for it <3)

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Ok here you go LOL

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So they're all actors and stuff (like what I mentioned earlier)

And since they can't go home until 8 or 9 (I think this is the regular time actors go home, but might be later or smth)

They all just finished with their shooting/tapings and decided to rest in the lounge when Sasha thought of an idea.

She was like, "Let's watch TV!"

Everybody thought of it as something to pass time by—they can't really sleep too due to how much coffee they drank earlier to keep them from looking like they're exhausted or smth.

Everybody went to the lounge (idk if studios have lounges, but let's assume) and all sat their a$*es on the couches lazily (their obviously tired and relieved they finished)

Connie turns the TV on and went to YouTube (smart TVs ofc)

And the very first video that popped was the trailer they made.

"Y'all wanna watch this?" He asked.

Everyone nodded in agreement since they haven't watched it yet, and only saw a glimpse of their scenes being edited, but not the whole deal

Also, they're caught up with the manga and as usual... Connie and Sasha would laugh at the memes they're making (these 2 never looked tired at all)

The lounge had food, most of them spend their free time their or while they're on break (or they go to restaurants when they feel like it)

So they're now watching the trailer

And then when the first scene popped up, they were just "woaaaahhh" and then they looked at Falco—ended up laughing as he curled up from embarrassment

Then the music suddenly intensified—all of them watching in awe as their mouths fell agape

And when Zofia, Udo, and Gabi's scene showed up they were now curling up and Falco just joined the laughter.

Also Sasha is recording these moments (for her vlogs)

"OMFG ZEKE AND REINER!" Ymir pointed out and everyone started laughing.

Their reactions are just them smiling and looking so tired (HAHAHAHAHA)

"Wow!! Gabi looking so great there." Pieck beamed and took a glance at Falco who seems to be frozen and blushing.

"Porco and Pieck!" Sasha and Connie laughed—earning a small glare from Levi since he's too annoyed of their noises and screaming.

"#Falco and Gabi moment" Zofia smugly said when the headbutt scene showed up earning a glare from the two.

Then guess their reaction to the Reiner going down the stairs scene.

Yup, all are literally teasing Reiner and laughing at him—Sasha and Connie, the meme masters, are literally making so many memes about it.

"The gun was disgusting!" He hissed.

"wHy cAn'T yOU jUsT LeT mE diE?" Jean finally joined the teasing of the two bakas who can't take anything seriously (Connie and Sasha usually laugh during tapings and they had to take so many tries)

"The airship scene took us like 50 tries because these two won't stop laughing." Mikasa retorted—earning a pout from the two.

"LMAOOO JEAN!" Connie joked and Jean just went ultra glare mode, but Connie laughed it off.

"The Sasha and Mikasa scene, though-" Annie smiled as she drank her iced coffee she didn't finish earlier.

"Stop-" Mikasa curled up and hid herself from everyone while Eren looked at her and decided to poke her out of her trance—works all the time.

"Annie, look! It's Armin!" Historia laughed at the two who were now looking away from each other, everyone joining in.

"Levi!" Hanji looked at the shorty beside her who seems to be hiding on her arm—making everyone laugh.

And then... this scene.

The scene we all went crazy for.

THE EREN FLEXIN THOSE ABS- (we're getting off topic, ahem.)

They all looked at Mikasa while she was just a blushing mess, trying to conceal herself from all humanity. The image of the scene still in her mind—Connie pausing the TV to troll her.

Sasha smirked and called to Mikasa.

"Mikasa! The scene is over now!" And Mikasa did what she wasn't supposed to do. Believing her.

So when she broke out of her position, the first thing to greet her, was that image from the scene.

Before she could hide again, Eren unexpectedly pulled her close to him—the poor girl blushing even harder and them earning "oooohhs.." (The ones with the most ooohhss were Zeke and Armin)

"JUST PLAY THE GODDAMN THING!" She shouted while hiding herself on Eren's chest making Sasha laugh and do what she said.

"Yelena be praising the airships." Annie said earning a smirk from Yelena.

"It's my new religion." She remarked making everyone laugh.

"The trailer is so badass especially Eren who was staring at the green screen." Jean laughed earning a glare from him.

"Also Eren can't even take the "I hate you" part seriously." Zeke grinned at his brother who seems to be comforting Mikasa who's just a blushing mess, and muffled screaming.

"Now I wonder for the first episode" Pieck suggested and looked at the clock.

"We still do have time for 1 or 2 episodes." Zeke said and relaxed himself on the couch and wiggling his eyebrows at Eren.

Bonus: They watched the first episode with Sasha and Connie laughing at the people involved in it (srsly these two are the noisy friends you have when smth great happens)

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A/N: I'd say this HC is soo bad and not well planned. Sorry for a disappointing HC. (Just me bluntly putting what their reactions would be ahahahaha)

Anyway I'd say I was Mikasa alone in my room when the Eren scene showed up.

Personally, I think Zeke and Armin are the founders of the EreMika fan club OwO (the brother ships it probably mfg)

Like I said, my crass and blunt way of speaking are all included in every HC I make.

And these are what my mind all said HAHAHAHA-

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hauntedelation · 3 years

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Let Us In

(Picture found on Pinterest, I don't own!)

Description: It was time for Sy to be shown how much he is appreciated in that house.

Pairing: Gender Neutral Reader (No race or body type mentioned) x Mike x Captain Syverson. (Walter is mentioned.)

A/N: Alright, so this was from another Discord chat with my friends. @hope-to-hell and @feralrunaway. The overall back story is from Hope's universe with Mike, Walter, Reader and Sy. Here's the link to her master list and all of her stories that feature this dynamic!

Feral gave these wonderful lines that are highlighted red. Thank you, friend 🥺

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: smut (18+), oral sex male receiving, reassurance, praise, loving ass play and feelings

Sorry for errors, enjoy guys!

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He arrived with his fingers playing on the rim of his cap, ready to take it off to let some air grace his heated scalp. The weighty thud of the garage door resonated secondly.

Walt was out that night, working a later shift at the station. He took the short time leave his best, a little note with a his best addressed to Sy. His intentions were to be provided when he came home. He parted an hour before with a kiss to each of your foreheads,

'Don't overwhelm him, yeah? Have fun, I'll be home when the sun comes up.'

You were peering at the bulk of Sy's body, how it would tense with each move he made. He bent down, unlacing his boots and slid them off. "Hey y'all," he greeted you and Mike, but that drawl was muffled, drained.

Mike was gnawing on his bottom lip, his eyes sparkling in the setting sun through the kitchen window. His fingers tapped anxiously on the countertop, with no particular rhythm planned.

When he caught the eye of the southern male, standing a few feet away, he gifted him a nod and an awfully hidden smile.

It was contagious, you followed after Mike to welcome Sy more personally. You caught how his hands smeared the grease on his jeans, the sweat trickle along his forehead.

He had been at the exterior of the house the entirety of the day.

That, and with the passing months he had worked to improve dozens of things for the house. Though, never did any of you ask. Sy always found something, taking those problems in his hands and wiring his thoughts to fixing them.

He was tenacious, not you, Michael, or even Walter could convince him to halt his favors. All the man would reply with was, 'It keeps me busy, I don't mind a bit.'

This was a few days ago, the particular idea came with a conversation between you and Michael:

You needed to show him your thanks.

"How’s the project coming big guy?" says Mike as his hand lays on his thick bicep. The man sighs, clicking his tongue in thought.

"Well I reckon..."

You and Michael bring him into the kitchen, listening to his musings about today and what his plans were for finishing that project. Sy is speaking softly, his body relaxing more and more under yours and Mike's hands sliding over his clothed skin.

"You need anything?" You let your palm glide up his chest. His blue eyes gaze down at you before they flicker to the sweating pitcher of tea on the counter.

He gulps down a glass before you catch Mike's silent message. His chest is heaving in that thrilling suspense, the quick wiggle to his brow a signal.

"Sy, can we do something for you?"

The man places his glass down on the countertop, wiping away stray droppings of the drink with his hand. His chin tilts toward you, and he was mulling over that query until Mike stepped in, voice modestly shaky,

"Yeah, you got a minute to spare?"

His nimble fingers trace the sleeve of Sy's shirt, along the stitching and the fabric stretching over his arm. The man catches this, blinking slow at the younger man. He was distracted, missing the way that your lips pulled up in a vampish manner.

Sy rubs at his beard and drifts his eyes between the two of you, oblivious, unaware,

"Sure, what do ya need?"

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The Captain had fallen asleep, he was damn sure if it. He was still out there in the garage, hunched over that table and drawing, planning and redrawing those notes for that task. He swears that he must have drifted off and was snoring like a hog out there.

He had to have, because he was dreaming up a vision he thought he would never experience with his eyes wide open.

His curious words, "What're you two planning here?" they wavered away the moment he was brought into the bedroom.

It was real, far more tangible than anything else that could come to mind. Two pairs of wandering hands, pulling him into that familiar room, two pairs of lips pressing onto his skin and his own.

He can feel both of your fingers on his worn-out body, the way that you two had your own mission. You had your intent to venture past his garments, seeking every inch of him.

Michael enjoyed dragging his fingertips along his scalp, down the nape of his damp neck. He took the older man's lips with his and languidly, worked his mouth open. He was chasing that sweet, sugary taste of the ice tea.

You moved from his neck, his collarbone, before gently dropping to the floor before him. Your hands unlatched the leather binding his hips and soon his jeans slid from his thighs, his underwear accompanying.

The first taste of him, the gift, the raw sensation of his stiffening length. All of the salt and the wood, all of those hours he clocked in outside.

The flavor of Sy coated your tongue, and how that roused something in the both of you. You could hear Mike swallow every moan falling from Sy's lips.

Right there in the middle of the bedroom, with the door to his back, he had nothing to hold onto. You unknowingly placed him in the position of using his will to keep himself standing. He really wasn't trying to lose.

Mike joined you on the floor, grinning up at the Captain and taking his erection into his hands. They met eyes, and he tapped the head of his cock against his swollen lips, running his tongue around the ridges before taking him all down.

Michael and his talented mouth, he almost sent the older man tumbling.

Almost did, you could feel his smirk through Sy's skin. Though your hands steadied him, at least for a moment or two. They lightly squeezed his thighs, hardly able to make a dent in the muscle. He was alright.

At least until your fingers worked around his legs from the front to the back. You had found the white tube under the bed and slickened your fingers, creeping to that spot.

Your torturing mouth, nipping on his thigh and his abdomen, you whispered into him, "You need to sit down, Captain?"

His fingers trembled when he pulled at the hem of his shirt, sliding the filthy garnet off, and tossing it on the floor.

Michael pulled his mouth away and sent Sy a light-hearted chuckle, he followed the dark ring around his biceps and collar bone. The Captain had developed a perfect farmers tan.

Your finger worked just passed that taught ring, Mike returning his mouth and—

"Christ, sweetheart." He didn't know who to address.

Sy's hips also didn't know which direction to move. They fell back, chasing your digits and pushing you in deeper, then kicked forward into the heat of Michael's mouth.

He ran his palm on his buzzed head, then his knees grew wobbly and–

You both guided him to the bed. Sy was compliant, more than so, especially with the way his eyelids shaded most of his blackened blues. He was puddy at the hands of you two.

You tapped his knee and told him to position his hips just over the edge, thumb back to rubbing over his sensitive hole. Mike was panting in your ear, throwing out a comment about, "You take their fingers so well Sir, so good, and god–"

His jeans were way tighter than he could say was comfortable but he neglected that.

Mike took pleasure in holding Sy's pulsing cock, slickening the member to the point of glistening. It was like he craved to make a mess over him. Leftover saliva dribbled over the man's balls, dribbling more and pooling on the surface of the couch.

His other hand was still sticky with precum, but he gathered your jaw in those fingers. He removed your mouth from Sy's hole, your tongue lapping at the ring, and revealing the view of the man clenching around nothing.

You filled him once more before Mike slanted his mouth with yours, starving and needy, swiping his tongue repeatedly against yours.

Sy's nails sunk into that couch, hips jutting into the grip of Michael's hand. It was torture, the man didn't wish to stop all of this, hell he hoped that he wouldn't finish anytime soon. That would take every drop of thought in him.

His mouth fell open though, effortless the moment your third finger was slowly pushed into his hole. Massaging and working him open just the way that he liked.

"Mm, y'all I–"

And then yours and Michael's lips fell to the veins on Sy's erection. You both shared the salt of his precum, the thrum of his heartbeat through his skin. Neither of you fighting for it, sucking his head into your mouth and Mike licking at you to get a taste.

All the while your fingers didn't dare halt, pressing deeper and deeper to the point where Sy was crumbling around you. Stimulating that sweet spot in the depths of him.

If you had peeked through your lashes, you could see how his lips were perpetually open, revealing those ragged, low sounds from his core.

You would notice his flushed face, clear to the man's ears. You would see the way Mike's palm rubbed up that man's stomach, up to roll the man's nipples between his fingers.

And you could see how Sy could hardly keep his eyes open, struggling to take everything in in front of him. Those pretty eyes fluttered. Christ, did they keep on closing, did his head fall back into the cushion of the couch.

He could feel it, that pressure wind through his spine to the point where he could say he had never quite felt that so intensely before.

Sy's eyes would close only for him to be pulled back between his legs, needing to look into two pairs of adoring eyes.

"You two a-are killing me."

You pulled the tip of his erection out of your mouth, a wet pop emerging from your lips. Mike, who had been running his tongue over Sy's balls, delicately taking each one between his lips, eventually drifted back upward.

He was sloppily taking in your remaining spit, more liquid from Sy's leaking erection.

You kept on rubbing that spot, feeling how his hole clamped around your fingers. But with your free hand you found Sy's leg again, thumb grazing along the many hairs there.

He was taking you in, gulping down a strained breath well in his stomach. You kissed, and you kissed, over the flesh of his abdomen and the sides of his ribs, over the knotted markings carved into him.

"Sy?" It took him a minute,

"Mmh?" That's all he could push out, his hand soothed up your shoulder, a thick brow lifting shallowly. His other hand was tangled in Mike's unruly curls, watching the younger man's head bob rhythmically.

And how he was still quivering, his hand shakier than he had ever seen it. Through Michael's earnest mouth he could hear you,

"Sy we just wanted to thank you."

You pressed your lips over his ribs some more, before flowing down his stomach and over the trail of hair further south.

"We appreciate everything that you do. You need to know that. You need to know that nothing you do goes unnoticed, all of the favors and the things you improve in our lives. We want to show you how much you mean to us."

Your eyes met his and through that fog you saw that man, passed his thundering heart beat and through the muscle itself. It was a challenge, 'maybe he didn't really see', you worried.

There was still hope in your chest, you could sense that somewhere he was understanding, grasping.

He had been rendered speechless in your heard. His uneven breaths still fell from his mouth, his tongue wetting his bitten lips. That large hand of his soothed over the back of your neck, fingers brushing softly the skin behind your ear.

"You make us all happy, and feel so protected. You've changed our lives, more than you will ever know."

Michael took his mouth off of him, gathering his breath and letting the Captain swipe his thumb at the spit dripping over his lower lip.

His throat was hoarse, and after a tender kiss to Sy's thumbpad he told him, "Just lay back and let us make you feel good for a little while."

Sy didn't know whose eyes to watch, bouncing back and forth, captivated and welling with a hoard of emotions. The man decided to nod his head in a daze, trying out a controlled smile. He'd tried so much before he had to let his head rest into the couch.

Every bit of tension was dissolving from his body, he'd begun to allow his body to mold, shape under the both of you.

The weary Captain observed you and Michael, gazing at you two working your love into him.

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icedteaandoldlace · 3 years

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Shit, y'all, I just realized something.

So I know I'm not the only one who was expecting there to be a reveal in The Sound and the Fury that Hartley and Thawne used to be boyfriends or lovers or something of that nature, right? But it never happened, and for a while I thought that either I had misinterpreted their relationship, or that maybe that wasn’t the writers’ intent, but that Tom and Andy had played it that way intentionally, whether just for the heck of it or because they had misinterpreted something.

After a while and a few rewatches, I started to think that maybe their relationship was a botched attempt at a father/son type of dynamic. Because even though their energy is all wrong for it, there are a few things narratively that seem to point toward that. Namely, A) Thawne referring to Hartley as "the prodigal son", B) him later reassuring Cisco that Hartley was never his favorite/that he didn’t even have a favorite, C) Cisco's feelings about Thawne and Hartley's relationship mirroring his feelings about Dante being his parents' favorite child, and D) Hartley also being estranged from his parents and immediately feeling threatened when Thawne compares his first impressions of Hartley and Cisco to each other.

But (homoerotic vibes aside) there is a particular detail that suggests that maybe Thawne and Hartley weren't intended to be father/son coded after all, and that is what Thawne says to Cisco just before he kills him, and then again in the do-over timeline when he talks him out of leaving Team Flash:

"In many ways, you have shown me what it's like to have a son."

We all know that line, it's nothing new. But the connection I had never made before is that both times he says that, he says it like Cisco is the first--and perhaps only*--person he's ever met to cause him to develop paternal feelings. But Thawne met Hartley first, and already had a close established relationship with him before Cisco came along.

Also, compare that line to what he says to Hartley when Hartley starts to feel like maybe Cisco is going to take his place in Thawne's life:

"You're still my guy."

Which could translate to anything from "you're my only bae" to "you're a dope employee, and my hiring Cisco doesn't mean that I think he's smarter than you or capable of doing your job better than you are." There's nothing inherently parental about the line “you’re still my guy”, and in fact, either of the potential meanings I just mentioned makes more sense than him saying that while meaning "you're like a son to me".

There's also a definite difference in Thawne's interactions with each of them after their respective falling outs (fallings out?). When he sees Hartley again after firing him, he does put on a bit of an apologetic performance for Team Flash's benefit, but for the most part it seems that dealing with Hartley again is a bit of a chore, like he's already closed the book on this relationship and he's ready for Hartley to just move on and forget his number. He even actually acknowledges to Cisco that Hartley's presence at S.T.A.R. Labs back in the day subtracted from the experience of working there, while Cisco's adds to it.

In contrast, he's no longer performing for anyone when he tells Cisco that his powers were "given" to him “out of love”, or that he wishes he could have told him about his grand master plan, because having Cisco help him with it would have made it more fun. And although by season 6 all his fondness for Cisco seems to have gone out the window, and he now just sees him as The Flash's Friend and therefore The Enemy, in their last meeting prior to that in season 5, he still seems to have a little residual pride about having caused Cisco's powers to emerge, and in seeing him all grown up and saving China, as it were.

The point to all of this being, I think that if Thawne and Hartley's relationship was really intended to come across as a father/son type of relationship, their interactions with each other would have been less gay a bit more sentimental and genuine, and more similar to the dynamic Thawne had with Cisco, instead of him just wanting to be done with Hartley already (y’know, like how one gets around their ex).

I don't know if they were necessarily intended to have actually gotten together at some point, but I think Hartley at least definitely wanted to. And if that is the case, then that adds an interesting layer to the Cisco/Thawne/Hartley dynamic, because Cisco thinks he's gotten roped into another sibling rivalry type of situation, while in Hartley's mind they're essentially in a love triangle.

*Granted, Thawne did express paternal feelings for both Barry and Nora in the seasons 1 and 5 finales, respectively, but those scenes both came after his scenes with Cisco. Plus they both felt more like taunts at Barry than genuinely true statements to me, but idk how the rest of y’all interpreted them.

#The Flash #The Sound and the Fury #Reversepiper #Eobard Thawne #Hartley Rathaway #Cisco Ramon

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anxiouspotato · 2 years

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Master post of heard at school this year!!

*During band*

Student in charge of Jazz band: Hey! People! Listen!

Band Director: *Hands him baton*

Student: PEOPLE!! I have the stick! Listen to me! I have the stick! *Points at trombone player who's still playing over him* SHUT UP! *Turns to two freshmen talking* BE QUIET!! I need to tell y'all something!

Band Director: You're really not a people person are you?

Student: No... I'm not an annoying people person

*During AP World History* (We're supposed to be smart... We aren't)

Teacher: Alright everybody! Hand me your notebooks so I can check notes!

Student: *Hands him a few loose leaf papers, one of which is an old math worksheet.*

Teacher: Don't you have a notebook?

Student: Nah... I've been meaning to get one but haven't...

Teacher: So it's part of the plan but just hasn't happened yet?

Student: Yeah

Teacher: Okay... let's get that plan moving sooner rather than later. In the meantime why don't you grab the stapler off my desk and staple those together. I'll come back in a second and grab those from you.

Student *Proceeds to get the tape dispenser off the desk and tries to tape his papers together.*

Teacher: Why don't you use that stapler? Or is that too much for you to handle buddy?

Student: I know how to use a stapler!!

Student 2: You sure about that? You just tried to tape your papers together...

Student 1: *Proceeds to struggle with how to use a stapler*

Student 2: Need help there?

Student 1: Nah man! I got it

Student 2: *Watches student 1 struggle a little longer before taking the stapler and his papers* And this is how we use a stapler! *Smacks the stapler a few times*

*Also in World History*

Student: I don't know why we all have to be to class on time when he (talking about the teacher) doesn't even show up on time. He's like a ghost!

Teacher: *Pops out of nowhere* Ready to start class?

*In English*

Student: Wait! Alex *ock and Alex *ock (I can't actually share their last names but that's how both names end) are dating? This must be some kind of comedy sketch... where's the hidden cameras?

*In World History*

*While standing at the teachers podium while we're all waiting for out teacher*

Student: Okay everybody! Yoga time!

*Once again in World History*

*Two girls in the front row talking gossip about another teacher*

Teacher: *Leans in every so often when they spill something good...*

*During band!!*

Band Director: Hey (Student 1) I like your tuba colour!

Student 1: Thanks! I spray painted it myself!

Band Director: *Glares at him before walking away*

*Science class*

Student: *Interrupts for the fourth time*

Teacher: Okay everybody... (Student) needs some attention... you have 30 seconds... give (student) attention

Entire class: Ayy (student) I love you; You're awesome (student); Yo! (Student) how's your day been?; I love you (Student)

Teacher: *Timer goes off* Okay (student) now that you've gotten your attention are we good to move on?

Student: Yup... can we do that again tomorrow? I kind of liked it...

*During science*

*Class watching video*

*My table partner playing solitare, my buddy smacked his head on his table until he passed out for a solid 20 minutes then when he woke up emitted a strange "muh?"* Dude... you just gave yourself a concussion... I love my school.

*World history"

Teacher: Great! Now where did the people of ancient China live?

Everybody: In China...

Teacher: *Sigh*... No. They lived by the ocean. Water. They grew things...

*Geometry*

Teacher: This place is literally a step above a prison... why do you expect special treatment?

*History*

*Writes on board* "Queen Isabella and King Ferdinand sponserred Christopher Columbus' trip

Teacher: Spell sponsored how you like

Entire class: There's only one way to spell sponsored?

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