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fluffy Jason thought
if you like run your fingers through his hair, especially when he’s sleepy, he’ll kiss your palms and wrists. Especially after an argument, it’s like his silent little apology before the actual words (kinda like he’s hyping himself up in a way)
I love soft!Jason so much :,)
soft!Jason owns my heart. thank you for sending this in!!! my writing is a little rusty, but I had fun writing this so i hope you enjoy!
this is also uploaded on mobile so sorry if the formatting is weird. if it is, i’ll fix it later 😖
TW none | WC ~500 | G angst, fluff, h/c
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It didn’t take long for you to realize Jason Todd is not used to being loved.
He’s not used to the gentle touches or the soft voices.
But he tries to be.
He tries for you.
Jason’s head lays on your lap, eyes closed as he focuses on the feeling of your fingers threading through his dark hair. The slow motions bring comfort to his fast-paced life. It steadies his breathing and allows his body to sink deeper into the couch cushions.
Although Jason is becoming sleepier, he can’t bring himself to rest. Not when he snapped at you last night. Not when he knows the origin of his frustrations came from his self-hatred that he made you so scared for his well-being.
Jason reaches up to grab the hand that’s been playing with his hair and guides it to his mouth. He places tender kisses on each knuckle. Each time his mouth touches your skin, he can hear the echo of his words he had said to you.
Words that he regrets saying.
“I don’t need you worrying about me all the damn time.”
“I’m not a fucking child, and you’re not my fucking mother.”
“Leave me alone.”
“I can take care of myself. Been doing it for years, darlin’.”
“How about you worry about someone else?”
Jason kisses the inside of your wrist and lets his lips linger on your warm skin.
Skin that he loves to feel against his. Skin from the person he loves so much that it scares him.
Scares him because what happens if your skin becomes cold forever. What if…
“I’m sorry,” he whispers against your wrist. “I’m so sorry.”
Your hand cups his face, angling it so his blue eyes connect with yours.
“I know, Jayce. I forgive you.”
Jason’s lips twitch in a failed attempt to smile.
He should have never gotten mad about you caring for him.
If you were the one stumbling home after a bad fight, bruised and bleeding, he’d be fretting over you too. Hell, he’d probably react in more extreme ways.
“I’ll try not to worry so much,” you say.
Jason shakes his head. “I don’t want you to, but I understand why you do. I… I worry about you too.”
You smile, nodding. “I’m glad you do.”
Tilting his head, he questions, “You are?”
“Yup,” you reply. “It means you care.”
Jason’s eyes flicker from yours.
He knows he cares about you. He’d give his life for you. He’d take all the pain in the world if it meant you were unharmed.
But if he’s willing to do that because he cares about you, does that mean you’d do the same because you care about him?
Jason leans his head into your palm that’s still against his cheek as he lulls over the thought.
He’s not used to feeling loved. He’s not used to your soft touches and soothing voice.
But he’s trying.
Because deep down in his heart, he wants to be.
He wants to be loved.
He wants to be loved by you.
#requests#Jason Todd fluff#Jason Todd fanfic#Jason Todd angst#jason todd x you#jason todd hurt/comfort#usually I spent a lot of time editing my works#but I’m trying not to stress about perfection too much#but still#I’m sorry if it’s not the best from me 🥹#ty for reading 💗
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Songs i think certain Genshin characters would listen to / fit them !! hcs
(this is assuming they have access to modern day music) includes links to the songs! formatting is probably weird bc I’m on mobile :(
a/n: this whole post is just semi comprehensive rambling
Furina 🍰:
Okay I’m gonna give her two just because I love her. 1st one “Chocolate Love” by Girls Generation. I’m sorry I just see her as a kpop girlie 😭 I can’t really describe why I think she’d like the song besides the fact it has ‘chocolate’ in the name. (also ik what the actual lyrics mean by idc!!) And the 2nd one is “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” by Cyndi Lauper. My reasoning behind this is because Furina just wants to have fun!! And if anyone disagrees that she wouldn’t like it… ur wrong!! /hj
Lyney 🪄:
Okay I KNOW the popular choice is “Circus” by Britney Spears. But personally whenever I listen to “The Magic” by Lola Blanc, I think of him. This is not to say the first song doesn’t fit him, because it does but the second song is terribly underrated and i really want to see edits of him to “The Magic” ☹️
Neuvillette 🦦:
“The World We Knew” by Frank Sinatra. Look this is the song was mainly chosen because it makes me think of Neuvfuri and because every single classical song has like 20 words in the title 🤬 Anyways I’d like to think Neuvi plays 30s-60s music while relaxing and doing paperwork, along with classical music too of course. Old man vibes 👴🏻
Xinyan 🎸:
“Bring Me To Life” by Evanescence. I KNOW FOR A FACT SHE LOVES EVANESCENCE !!! Xinyan loves rock n roll, but you wanna know what she loves more??? A female fronted band. Xinyan for president ‼️🗳️ She would would definitely try and learn all their songs on her guitar. Tbh i think she would like 99% of their discography. I just chose the most popular song 💀
Dottore 💉:
“Puttin’ on the ritz” by Taco. Hear me out, he would totally play this song and dance a little while moving around in his laboratory. Sometimes when he’s feeling particularly good/excited he’ll sing along when he’s torturing experimenting on someone. Lmao imagine him torturing someone and he tells them to stop screaming so he can hear the song 😭
#does this count as#crack#music#dottore x reader#furina x reader#xinyan x reader#neuvillette x reader#lyney x reader#genshin hcs#genshin headcanons#mouse writes#💀 writes
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Dating Arven headcanons
hello friends, apologies for the wait on this one! here's some fluffy arven content, with very mild angst and spoilers! reader is gn and basically the scarvio mc
also formatting might be weird cuz i'm on mobile
Enjoy!
Arven is so SOFT towards you
You know, there’s something just so sweet and wholesome about a school romance
Awkward and flustered and abrasive and a bit overwhelmed by his feelings, yes
But undeniably devoted, passionate and just so damn happy to be with you
It’s his first romantic relationship ever
One of his first relationships of any kind really
He’s new to a lot of this stuff, new to opening up about how he feels
It helps that you were friends first
Faced all those titans, saved Mabostiff, ventured to Area Zero together
He had SUCH a big crush on you - he didn’t even realise it at first, you were just his little buddy!
Penny teased him endlessly about it
Luckily due to how bloody obvious it was, it was fairly simple for you to slide in and ask him to be your bf
Which of course, he gladly accepted!
After spending ten minutes staring at you in disbelief
Arven’s very new to affection
Apparently a fistbump is not considered romantic
But he absolutely loves it!
He is so very touch-starved
Relishes all your hugs and kisses
Has a habit of just slumping himself against you, wanting to take in all your lovely warmth and scent
Definitely loves to hug you so tight you’d vanish otherwise
Holds your hand ALL the time!
Most PDA is too much for him, but if he could, he would never let go of your hand
It fits so perfectly in his!
His favourite thing ever is when you gently brush his hair away from his face
And cup his cheek
And then he touches your hand 😳
You and Mabostiff are best friends now
Which is good, because if his doggy didn’t like you, you’d be gone
You like taking him for walks together
Brushing him (you keep finding his fur EVERYWHERE)
Bathing him was quite the experience
Somehow more water was on the floor (and the two of you) then on him!
Ah, but Mabostiff’s the bestest boy ever, so it was fine!
Study-dates!
He may be a year ahead, but he’s not the most studious of individuals
So you two like to hunker down in his dorm and study together
Sure, you spend some of it goofing off, but you’re pretty good at holding each other accountable and get work done
You like to cover his notes in love hearts and phrases of love & encouragement!!
You barely eat cafeteria food now
When you have a cute chef bf who loves to cook (for you especially) why eat anywhere else
Cooking for you, providing for you, it makes him feel so happy and needed and valued
And speaking of cooking
He’s started teaching you how to cook
He’s quite a good teacher (though sometimes he can get a little annoyed and h u f f y)
(but you’re cute so it doesn’t last lol)
One day you aim to be the best assistant chef ever!
Now you just want to be able to cook something half-decent for him
Once you do, he’ll probably cry
He’s not used to home-cooked meals!
Please play with his hair! Braid it! Style it!
He will be FOREVER in your debt!
Trips across Paldea!
Food-tastings!
Ingredient hunting!
Camping trips!
Arven is very protective of you
To the point of jealousy sometimes
Has a habit of shielding you from whatever threat, be it a scary Pokemon or just a catty peer, with his body
He’s very afraid of losing you
After all, his own parents walked out on him
Who’s to say you won’t?
You, obviously, assure him you’d NEVER do such a thing
And that he deserves all the love and care this great big world has to offer
And y’know, he’s really starting to believe you 🙂
OF COURSE you go to the academy’s prom/formal together
Your photos are so cute!
(and yes, mabostiff was there too!)
(and yes, he was wearing a collar that matched your formal outfits!)
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Eddie/Hotdude Official Megathread!
(This is based on this post I made a while ago, shoutout to @bunk12bear for suggesting the format!)
(I know the formatting is a bit weird because of how tumblr is posting it, but it’s much clearer/cleaner over here on ao3! But generally I think it works better on desktop than mobile...)
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Eddie/Hotdude Official Megathread!
TheNumberOneBanished 8hr ago
Ok everyone, this is the official megathread to discuss this post from Eddie. Mods have decided it’s been too crazy in here and it needs to be compressed.
If you missed it, although I don’t see HOW at this point, Eddie and a man (who was named by fans in the 90s as Hotdude Inthebackground) have apparently been engaged since 1989 and were among the first same sex couples to get married in Indiana this morning. Hotdude has previously been assumed to be part of their security but *shrug* looks like we were wrong. We’ve been overwhelmed with posts on the subject so keep it in this ONE PLACE please from now on.
Bots and mods will be on patrol to mute/ban where necessary. Don’t be fucking rude.
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EddiesGirl 8hr ago
Are we sure it’s not a joke?
---mrboombastic 8hr ago
Yes baby we’re sure
---EddiesGirl 8hr ago
How though?
---mrboombastic 7hr ago
They’ve never joked about anything like this, sex and sexuality
is probably the one thing they’ve always been super serious
about. Guess this is why.
---user37397564397569 8hr ago
U mad?
---EddiesGirl 7hr ago
Just not sure I believe it
throwawayfuckeddie 7hr ago
burning all my cc shit right now man. don’t need a fucking fag on my car stereo. fuck eddie.
---Mycoffinisfineactually 7hr ago
They still have your money, dude. But sure, go ahead and destroy
all your shit.
---throwawayfuckeddie 7hr ago
fuck you too.
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---frogger75 8hr ago
You kiss your mother with that mouth?
---lokisbabe 8hr ago
What the fuck?
---allthegoodnamesweretaken 7hr ago
That’s…an interesting threat? I think?
---(comment deleted)
---freakmeup 6hr ago
Digging your own grave here. Just stop.
---(comment deleted)
---seven8nine 5hr ago
No way you could fit your entire truck up there
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pussyfromaboywithcatears 7hr ago
Do we even know Hotdude’s real name? I mean I doubt Eddie’s going to be Mr. Inthebackground from now on?
---bornindenial 7hr ago
I don’t think so? Someone on twitter said Eddie used the name
‘Steve’ literally one time when they were at a signing and Hotdude was the
one who came to the table. No proof though.
---pussyfromaboywithcatears 7hr ago
Strange thing to wait until NOW to mention. Also, Steve?
Generic af. My money’s on that being a lie and ‘Steve’ was the first name
they thought of.
---babygotfront 7hr ago
Eddie’s got the name ‘Dustin’ tatted on his leg?
---pussyfromaboywithcatears 6hr ago
Along with about eight or nine others, so unless we’re also
thinking Hotdude’s name is also either Jane or Erica, I don’t think
that makes sense.
---lokisbabe 6hr ago
Twitter right now is saying Steve and this tracks for me. Eddie’s got
that big S tattoo on his ring finger.
---frogger75 6hr ago
Did he not saying that stood for ‘sucking dick’?
---EddiesGirl 6hr ago
When did he say that? Like is he even really gay?
---Mycoffinisfineactually 6hr ago
sweetie he’s been out a long time, its time to move on
---indianaguy 5hr ago
I knew eddie in highschool and that is absolutely something
he’d get a tattoo of.
---mrboombastic 5hr ago
My guy. Check your fucking yearbook rn to see if Hotdude in
there.
---sevendogsinatrenchcoat 5hr ago
No way to verify, Eddie never graduated, ergo no yearbook.
Got his GED in 98.
---mrboombastic 5hr ago
We get yearbooks every year but yeah you’re right, too
hard to verify
---freakmeup 5hr ago
Ignore this guy, he’s always on all the conspiracy boards
claiming wild shit about. Russian invasions and monsters.
Says the earthquake that gave Eddie that scar on his face was
an evil wizard. The band themselves have renounced him as a
fan.
---indianaguy 4hr ago
Fuck you you fucking sheep
---freakmeup 3hr ago
Baaaaaa
CallMeByYourMothersName 5hr ago
holy fuck HOLY FUCK everyone needs to watch this video right now. Eddie blowing a kiss to the side of the stage at MSG and if you turn up the brightness HOTDUDE IS THERE AND HE CATCHES IT
---ninebrassmonkeys 5hr ago
Oh shit that’s cute
---ninebrassmonkeys01 4hr ago
I have a bone to pick with you
---burningmanwasboring 5hr ago
Oh shit that’s cute, indeed
Chesticles03 5hr ago
Does this mean Lollipop is about Hotdude’s dick?
---pissbaby75 5hr ago
…yes I believe it does
---showmeyourfeet 5hr ago
lol you’re right it probably does
---drumbitch98 5hr ago
There’s a video of Hotdude wearing a Lollipop shirt at a meet and
greet! Eddie told the person recording that it was a merch sample
that never got made!
---pissbaby75 5hr ago
I’ve seen this video omg wait let me find it I’m sure it’s on
youtube
pissbaby75 4hr ago
HERE is the video of Hotdude in the scrapped Lollipop merch and I swear at 1:23 he SAYS HIS NAME. Headphones on full volume. This was from 2002. Whoa.
---CaptionBot
Here are the captions for this video!
“Hi guys thanks for coming”
“I’m so excited to meet you, your music saved my life”
“Awesome to hear that man, glad you’re still around. Is this the
shirt you brought to get signed?”
“Yes please. I think all the Lollipop merch get sold out already but
this one is awesome too”
“I’ll pass it on to Will our designer, thank you. There was only
samples made for
Lollipop stuff *laughing sounds* They said looked too much like a
dick to sell. (Steve?) back there has the only actual one. Here you
go, enjoy the show tonight!”
“Did you call me?”
“Oh my god Hotdude! Hi!”
“Uh, hey?”
---Chesticles03 4hr ago
STEVE!!!!!!!!!! He definitely does say Steve!
---interestingreaction 4hr ago
The tattoo of the S on his hand. It all makes sense now.
---jackskullboy 4hr ago
As much fun as the story he tells about it being about his love for
sucking dick is, I agree that this is a better fit
CorrodedCorpse 4hr ago
Hotdude has an E tattoo! Repeat! Hotdude has an E tattoo! This video of him in shorts lifting an amp into a van is grainy because hey, cellphones in the mid 00s, right? But the tat on his left leg has a very definite E shape. Props to tumblr for spotting this one.
---punchanazi 4hr ago
How is it that we’re literally only clocking this now?
---CorrodedCorpse 4hr ago
He’s also topless. We were not focusing on anything but
Hotdude without a shirt
on.
---punchanazi 3hr ago
Valid.
EddiesGirl 3hr ago
There’s been nothing posted online since. I still don’t think this is for real if he hasn’t posted a follow up.
---coffinfucker 3hr ago
How does that logic work?
---EddiesGirl 3hr ago
Well wouldn’t you be posting your wedding day for everyone to
see?
---coffinfucker 3hr ago
He kept it secret since the 80’s and you think now is when
that’ll change? We were lucky to even get this. There was more
info about Beyonce’s first trimester on Blue Ivy than there was about
this relationship until literally 10 hours ago.
---EddiesGirl 2hr ago
I just think he owes us more of an explanation. We’re the ones
paying his bills.
---Mycoffinisfineactually 3hr ago
I think you should log off
---EddiesGirl 3hr ago
Why? Because I want to know why he’s lied to us for so long
he’s not the person I thought he was if he’s been lying about
being in a relationship for so long.
---Mycoffinisfineactually 3hr ago
*facepalm*
---EddiesGirl 2hr ago
If you’re ok with supporting someone who has the capacity
for such a huge lie then fine. Some of us are on discord
writing an open letter about it.
---Mycoffinisfinactually 1hr ago
oh my god of course you are
allaboutthatbass 3hr ago
Is this Hotdude in this video? In the yellow? Is someone calling him Harry?
Edit: sorry, new to this. LINK
---showmeyourfeet 3hr ago
You forgot the link, champ
---allaboutthatbass 3hr ago
Sorry, fixed it.
---ozzyozzy 3hr ago
That’s Hotdude! It doesn’t sound like Harry though. More like ‘Here,
Tony’. Is his name Tony?
---CallMeByYourMothersName 3hr ago
No we’ve figured out it’s Steve, but you’re right that there’s two
parts to whatever he’s being called. Surname maybe?
---thedoctordonna 3hr ago
He looks great in yellow
---pissbaby75 3hr ago
He looks fuckin great in yellow
---milestellme 3hr ago
Definitely his colour
---daisiesonyournightstand 2hr ago
More Hotdude in yellow content please
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---CoffinUpMyHeart 2hr ago
If you slow the video down it sounds like they’re saying Harrington.
Could that be it?
---coochieluver 2hr ago
Steve Harrington is such a Midwest name jesus christ
---bodysnatcher 2hr ago
I hear it too. Sounds like Harrington for sure
EddiesGirl 2hr ago
If anyone wants to add their name to the letter of why we as fans feel betrayed by not hearing about this before now, I’ll leave the link here.
---mrboombastic 2hr ago
Are you still here?
---Mycoffinisfineactually 2hr ago
This is so funny
---showmeyourfeet 2hr ago
What the fuck is this?
---TheNumberOneBanished 2hr ago
There are easier ways to ask me to ban you
---pussyfromaboywithcatears 2hr ago
Careful throwing that ‘we’ word around
tusconarizona 1hr ago
It’s kind of hard to see for sure because it’s a screenshot of an old Top Of The Pops performance, but this looks like Eddie holding Hotdude’s hand when they leave the stage?
---BeamMeUpThotty 1hr ago
Hard to tell! Could be just Hotdude putting his hand out to help
him step down off the stage?
TimCurryingMyFavour 1hr ago
Was he ever just a security guard?
---ironmanCW 1hr ago
Now there’s a question.
---TimCurryingMyFavour 1 hr ago
Like how did they even meet?
mopthefloor 38 minutes ago
I wonder if Eddie knows how big a deal this is?
---callousedanus 35 minutes ago
That he’s married?
---mopthefloor 27 minutes ago
Well yeah but like, that he’s officially gay now too. NME has been
saying for years that he’s been joking about it. This is huge for their queer
fanbase
---throwawayfuckeddie 20 minutes ago
fuck their queer fanbase
---mopthefloor 17 minutes ago
Don’t threaten me with a good time
---callousedanus 25 minutes ago
They’ve been pretty clear about never joking about that kind of
thing (I think it was discussed further up the thread?) so NME
haven’t been paying close enough attention. I get what you
mean though, very validating, especially in this scene.
SpaceDogsInMyBrain 26 minutes ago
Hasn’t Eddie said that he lurks this subreddit? I wonder if he’ll see this?
---eddiem 20 minutes ago
Yep!
TheNumberOneBanished just now
Ok! So we’re locking this thread now because we’ve come very close to accidentally doxxing Hotdude! We’ve been given a super rare insight into Eddie’s personal life and we’re going to stay respectful of it.
Also, Eddie has posted another picture on Instagram, you can see it here.
tl;dr for anyone too lazy to click, it’s a picture of them holding hands backstage at a show, it’s pretty cute. Caption confirms that Hotdude’s name is in fact Steve, they met through friends in 1986, and that CC will be scheduling their long awaited farewell tour dates once they’re back from honeymoon.
It’s been a pretty wild day for us in the fanbase, but if it’s one thing we can all take away from this, it’s that Hotdude looks great in yellow.
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A Love Reunited - Ricky Smut/Fluff
A/N: I don’t know why my mind went towards a sappy fluffy cute smut but it did so hopefully you enjoy this anon! I didn’t edit this so they’re maybe some typos, also I upload via mobile so if the formatting is ever off I am sorry! Enjoy!
Edit: for some reason tumblr won’t let me add the imagine below the photo so it’s all wonky. Sorry!
Sighing you clock out at work and make your way out the door, extra glad it is finally the weekend after a long week, but also a little disappointed to be making your way home to your apartment alone. Your boyfriend Ricky is away on tour and unfortunately there is still about a week left before he can be home.
You decide to send him a quick message before you start the drive home, letting him know that you are thinking of him and miss him.
When you pull into your driveway you notice that you have a message so you take your phone out as you walk towards your front door.
“Good thing we got home early then,” you read.
You quickly unlock your front door when you got the message, looking up to immediately gasp. Wasting no time you make your way to where he sits on your couch, sit down on his lap facing him and bury your face in his neck. His arms snake around you, holding you to him tightly as you both sit there in the silence for a couple minutes to embrace and take comfort in being together again.
“Something came up and the tour ended a week early, so I decided to surprise you after work today,” he says softly in your ear, not wanting to let go of you as the two months you were apart has taken a toll on not just you but him as well.
“I missed you so much,” you mumble, trying not to embarrass yourself by happy crying.
The timer in the oven goes off, forcing you to separate from eachother.
“Go sit at the table, I will have dinner out for us in a minute,” he says kissing your forehead as he slips by you and into your kitchen.
You make your way to the dining room table ad smile when you see that there is a beautiful bouquet of flowers itting on it, and candles are lit around the room giving a romantic feel towards the meal, which melts your heart at the effort that he made to do something for you despite the fact you know he must be tired from the tour.
Rick comes out with your plates and then heads back into the kitchen to grab you both a couple of glasses of wine before he takes a seat next to you at the table.
“You didn’t have to do all of this for me, I know you must be exhausted after such a long tour,” you say as you start to eat the wonderful meal that he has cooked.
“I wanted to do something nice for you when I got back because this was the first tour we’ve been through together and I know it is a lot for you as well. I figured we have a nice at home date tonight and then we can spend the weekend being lazy and lying around together. After your week you probably need it too,” he responds back, reaching over to lightly squeeze your thigh under the table.
The two of you continue to eat, Rick telling you all about the fun and weird moments of the tour. Most of this he has already told you during your facetime chats but you still gladly listen to him as its been so long since you have heard him talk in person.
When you both finish eating you move closer to him so that you can give him a kiss, giggling when he pulls you out of your chair and onto his lap, not expecting the sudden playful moment.
“I’m so glad you are home, I missed you so much. I know you would never do anything but just knowing you meet so many fans makes me anxious, you never know what they could do or if you would meet someone better,” you admit shyly as you start to lightly play with his hair, loving the silky feel of it in your hands.
“Baby, listen to me. I don’t want anyone else. Noone comes close to you or how I feel about you,” he brushes your cheek with his thumb, which makes you look at him and making eye contact.
He leans down to gently kiss you again, but this time feels a lot different than any the two of you have ever shared with eachother. You can’t place why but you don’t question it, quickly giving in to the feeling and losing all sense of what is happening around you.
You can feel him smile in the kiss which makes you smile as well. Lightly Rick tugs on your lip with his teeth, your tongues lazily meeting. You can’t help but love how soft and gentle everything is right now. These slow sweet moments together are rare and you haven’t been able to have on in awhile.
His hands trail down your sides before landing on our ass and resting there for a moment before he pulls his lips away from yours just slightly.
“Why don’t we move this to our bed? You can show me how much you missed me,” he whispers, his breath ghosts across your lips making you shudder.
Rather than answering you get up off his lap and grab his hand, leading him out of the dining room and to your bedroom.
Both of you lay down on your sides facing eachother, lips quickly colliding with eachothers again only this time is more heated, both of you getting needy for contact that you have been missing.
One of his hands is resting on your hip as the other is in your hair, holding you closely to him. Slowly he pushs on you, letting you know that he wants you to lay down on your back which you happily do.
His hands teasingly rub the skin of your stomach which is now exposed from your shirt riding up slightly. Trailing his hands softly up your torso until they make their way back down towards the hem of your shirt, which he grabs and slides off of you, your bra quickly going with it while you blush.
The two of you have only been together like this a handful of times before he had to leave for the tour, so despite wanting it you still can’t help but feel shy when he looks at your body.
He gives you another quick soft kiss that is over before you can register that it had begun before they lightly start to ghost from your ear down to your throat. At the same time one of his hands moves to cup a breast, lightly kneading it before starting to roll your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Even after all this time he still takes satisfaction in teasing you.
He know that he finds your sensitive spot on your throat when you gasp and tilt your head allowing him more access to continue leaving marks along the path, because you know that he has to be at that point.
Reaching inbetween the both of you you decide to unbutton his jeans, sliding them down slightly along with his boxers.
He adjusts so that he can kick his them off the rest of the way before his lips slowly start to trail down your chest, continuing to leave marks as you reach down to slowly stroke him, wanting to drive him crazy and tease him as much as he was doing to you. You know you succeeded when he lets out a barely audible groan which makes you giggle.
His lips wrap around one of your nipples, making you gasp and shift at the sensitive feeling, your jeans feeling a bit too constricting now.
He notices you shift and moves to unbutton them, pulling away from you slightly so that you can lift your hip, allowing him to remove them as well as your panties in one quick motion before sitting at your side. He reaches over you so that he can rub your clit but you grab his wrist and stop him.
“No, I-I just want to feel you tonight, please?” you beg, craving the closeness and the connection that you have been lacking out on with him.
His shifts so that he is leaning over the top of you again, his lips finding yours gently as he teases you slightly with the tip against your clit. When you give him an annoyed grunt he finally gives in and slips inside of you, both of you letting out a groan at the sudden feeling of pleasure that is coursing through you.
Hi thrusts get a little bit harder as he goes but he doesn’t get anywhere near as rough with you as he always has in the past. He wants to savor this moment with you and enjoy this feeling. He also feels the change between this act and the other times the two of you have been together.
Pulling away he locks his eyes with you as his hands find their way to your waist, flipping the two of you so that you are now on top.
“Ride me baby, fuck just like that,” he groans as you begin to rock your hips against his, you being inpatient and going a bit quicker than he was when he was on top and leading the two of you.
Knowing that he won’t last long himself after not getting any for a few month he reaches between the two of you, starting to toy with your clit which makes you look away from him, arching your back at the level it adds to everything.
He can feel you starting to clench around him, hear you letting out breathy moans that let him know that you are getting quick and when you do cum rather abruptly he is right behind you, spilling inside of you a couple seconds later.
When you come down you share a couple lazy kisses before you finally pull yourself off him and go to your bathroom to quickly clean yourself up.
When you return you quickly put your pajamas on, and notice that he has slipped into his boxers and is laying on your bed waiting for you to join him. You do so, laying your head on his chest and wrapping an arm around him while he begins to lightly run a hand along your back. Both of you sit there quietly, processing what has changed between the two of you but not wanting to be the one to break the silence.
A few moments later Rick decides to be the one to break it, “Being away from you like this for so long made me realize something… well that and one of Chris’ weird peptalks helped me figure it out too,” Rick says softly, still rubbing your back softly.
You move so that you are looking up at him,” Hmm?” you ask.
“This is probably not the best time to say it, and totally is not what I planned to do but I want to say it. I love you, more than that I’m in love with you. I’ve never mised someone so much while gone, or worried about a girlfriend like this,” he slowly stops talking when he realises he is rambling.
“Rick, I love you too. I just was too nervous to say it and freaked out thinking it would freak you out saying it only four months into our relations,” you admit and then before giving him a second kiss lightly.
Suddenly realization hits you and you pull away with a weird look on your face.
“Wait, you confided in this with my brother before you did me? No wonder he has been really weird lately when we’ve talked and asking how things are going with you,” you say giggling slightly.
You lay back down, curling up in his side again, content to just stay like that the rest of the night.
“He confronted me about it, I will explain later, lets just go to bed,” he says, sounding annoyed.
You decide to just let the subject go but totally plan to ask him about it in the morning curious on what that could have meant.
The two of you continue to catch up on everything you haven’t had a chance to with one another before you finally start to fall asleep, feeling loved and cared for, more content in your relationship than ever.
#motionless in white#vinny mauro#motionless in white imagine#ryan sitkowski#chris motionless#ricky olson#justin morrow#fanfiction#ricky olson imagine#ricky horror imagine#ricky olson fic#ricky olson x reader#ricky olson smut#bree sucks at fanfiction
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OKAY I'm gonna do a big ask response here! There's a few I didn't grab which are mostly just people saying sweet things- to which honestly I can't thank you all enough 😭 it's so wild to me to see people enjoying my art so much
I'm gonna keep most of the replies under the cut since it's gonna get a bit long but I wanted to touch on this one real quick-
Absolutely anyone is free to use my art as an icon wherever! Just be sure to have something crediting somewhere and yeah absolutely go for it!
OH ALSO my submissions don't work on mobile for some reason? The formatting messes up I guess, but check out this awesome coloring!! I love how the layers of shading look 😭
LMAO okay so I've seen a good handful of older/mafia au designs for Floyd and Jade and a lot of them have either both of them with double sleeves or Floyd with sleeves and Jade with a back piece- though I've also seen somewhere both of them having one sleeve on the opposite side
Right now I'm just messing around so I don't have any official tattoo designs for either of them, but I do know I want Floyd with at LEAST the double sleeves, and Jade with some pieces he keeps hidden by mostly wearing business attire lmao
XBSISNK THANK YOU 😭😭 honestly drawing hair is one of my absolutley FAVORITE things to draw lmao, most of my ocs have long hair I just can't help it honestly
YES ABSOLUTLEY probably not too often but I could definitely see Azul going to bed and waking up to a very full bed lmao. Funnier yet because I think all three of them are the type to cling in their sleep when they have someone else beside them. They're just weird sea creatures used to small comfy spaces
I actually haven't thought about this! Honestly I think that would be really cool! Or even if he found that he had a specific shade range of color blindness as a human- though I could see Jade and Floyd taking advantage of that by doing something like giving him the wrong color shirt to wear that day or something lmao
Though you also reminded me! Eels also have terrible eyesight! So I've seen people both having the headcanon that the twins wear contacts, and also the headcanon that Azul needs glasses now because he did a deal to give part of his vision to both of them
Honestly it's really cool to think about! I don't know which headcanons here I like the most, but I love seeing them
Okay honestly I absolutley have to draw this because I LOVE this idea and part of why I'm answering this is to mentally catalogue that I need to draw this lmao
I also love this idea! Like at lunch, after classes before they go to work at the lounge, and after the lounge closes up for the night it just becomes the twins' gossip hour lmao
Because yeah they do spend a lot of time together, but they're still apart a lot, and there's no way they're not telling each other about all the nonsense they're getting up to once they meet back up
DBSISNSK DONT CRY LMAO I got a handful of questions about Niles I want to try to touch on here
Absolutley he wouldn't mind helping anyone set up games on their computer lmao, especially if it's a hard to get visual novel that he's a fan of because he's the type to want everyone to play and love the games he loves
He's definitely dropped hundreds of hours into "creature crossing" with one of those islands with tons of customization and cute shit, and his "island creatures" are mostly cats with a couple dogs and the pegasus LMAO
Also while he's not directly inspired by any specific character, since he's in Ignihyde he does have a little Greek mythos theming and has some inspiration from Eros, which is also why he's very "love" themed/romantic
OH MAN I'm actually not 100% sure which moray I think the twins would be, I'd have to look more into them specifically
But I did want to mention that my idiot self is tempted to make Yet Another Oc (though I probably won't post this one since I feel very oc heavy already) that's also a moray- but specifically a snowflake just because wow I want to make a design around the coloration they have 😭
ALSO!!! Regarding Eel Anon!
I wasn't able to screenshot everything you sent but it was absolutley fun hearing about the dorm idea you have!! I love hearing about new dorm concepts and I've seen a couple nightmare before christmas dorms so it's neat to see the different ideas people have! Also no way do Eri and Rika sound like knock offs of the twins lmao they both sound really fun and I like how they juxtapose one another- also how you have their whole family worked out??? It just reminded me I need to do some more backstory work for my group lmao but honestly it was really cool reading about them so don't even worry about long asks or anything!
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Hey Gina! I don’t exactly know how to talk about this so i apologise if it’s worded weird, but I wanted to talk about polari! :) Also want to quickly preface by saying A.) I am a part of the LGBTQ+ community, B.) while I’m not English, I am Scottish (Glasgow) and we use some of the same slang as (specifically Northern) England & C.) I have a lot of hetero English friends who know absolutely nothing about polari.
(Quickly before I start as u/ppl may find this annoying; I’ve said Scottish separately as a lot of Scottish ppl, myself included, don’t like being referred to as English/British as majority of us are currently wanting & trying to gain independence from the U.K. lol & I included British instead of just Scotland/England as I’m not sure if it’s used anywhere else in great britian/the UK - please say if it is! :D )
I’m not sure if you’ve seen this too but I see quite a lot of people saying that Louis solely knowing/using polari speech is proof/semi-proof of him being queer or knowing queer history - I have to completely disagree with this.
Polari is used very commonly (some examples I can think of off the top of my head are bevvy, lallies and naff as I use them quite a lot.) in day-to-day conversation in scotland/england (as I mentioned, I have hetero english friends and they use polari ALL THE TIME, like they use only refer to a alcohol/drinks as bevvy, and have no absolutely no idea that it IS in fact polari..). People use it without even knowing what it is, especially those who are lower/working class and/or neds/chavs (which Louis seems to use as? Or want to be perceived as?) and are more likely to use slang. I guarantee you that if you were to go down to England (especially the north) and asked what bevvy meant, they’d almost 100% be able to tell you what means - but they won’t know the origins of the word, they’d just think it’s slang (they probably wouldn’t even know it’s used in Scotland too LOL).
I’ve seen absolutely no other scottish/english/british person talk about this so I feel like majority of the people speaking about polari are Americans (not all & not only, of course, but I feel like they majority of larries are American? Haha) who don’t actually use it or understand it’s use in modern day England/Scotland/U.K. and that’s why they’re saying that he must be queer to use it because they think that it’s not used anymore when it actually is! :)
I’m so sorry if this is a complete jumble of words, I’m absolutely horrible at writing my thoughts down hahah! I pray you understand what I’m trying to say. I hope this isn’t coming across as rude or mean. I’m not meaning it that way at all. Also, this isn’t meant to be a dig at Americans/non-scottish/english/great British folk either, it’s completely normal that you wouldn’t know this! :)
Sorry again hahaha I’ve been thinking about this for a really long time and have been dying to get this off my chest !! + I haven’t used tumblr in years so if the layout/format(??) is weird, apologies for that too, I’m also on mobile :( Thank u (if u do) for reading my long ass ramble lol :D I just wanted to shed some light on this.
Hi, honey. I think assuming Louis’ sexuality only based on him being aware of/using Polari is pretty silly. As you say, straight people in your part of the world use certain words regularly without being aware of it.
As always, I think one has to take many behaviors and actions into consideration when wondering if Louis (or anyone) is signaling. There’s a difference between using certain words that have become common, and knowing what Polari is. Him wearing that brand goes hand in hand with many instances of him wearing clothing that sent a message (for example, wearing the All Out, Queen’s Surf, and Rainbow Apple logo shirts). At that time, he seemed to be very calculated about what messages he sent through clothing. I think Polari was one of many instances of Louis signaling being a part of the community. But I’d never look at that as an isolated instance and think that.
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nerd!reiner - gn reader
this is a lot of word vomit and im so sorry lol. this is probably crap but i cannot stop thinking about reiner being so smart and so sweet yet so, so dumb. i need this man to be real rn. also if this formatting is weird, pls let me know. im used to using mobile and would love advice on making this look good. thx! pt.2 is here!
been thinking about reiner as a nerd
nerd!reiner has never had a girlfriend. sure he’s had crushes and even tried asking a few out, but no one ever said yes. he was still lanky and awkward as a teenager and didn’t start to fill out until college. so he doesn’t really try anymore and just admires people from afar.
so when he sees you in his biology lab, he is immediately smitten. and of course you two are assigned as lab partners and dude is freaking out! the most attractive person he has ever seen is going to work alongside him every mwf for three hours. my guy almost drops his pencil and the forceps he’s using when you accidentally bump into him. the blush on his face when you ask for his number is so bright, but its just for exchanging notes, right?
one friday, after lab is over, you start asking him about his major (biomedical engineering), what he wants to do with it (create new tech for earlier cancer detection), and other general stuff. its the first time a person other than his best friend has wanted to know things about him. next thing he realizes, he’s standing outside your dorm with you batting your eyes asking him to come in. i mean, how could he say no?
and how could you resist him? he’s so tall, 6′3 with golden eyes hidden behind his rectangle glasses. you’re not sure if he realizes how many girls stare at him. oh how you longed to run your fingers through his blonde hair and dig your fingernails into his back. those t shirts he wears to lab do nothing to hide his long hours in the gym.
but he enters your room and doesn’t know what to do. you get up on your bed and ask if he wants to watch a movie, but he cant move. ‘what is happening’, he thinks. what if you try to kiss him? what if you want even more after that? he can’t give that to you, he doesn’t know how.
so he just turns around and leaves.
bertholdt, annie, pieck, and porco are yelling at him that night to text you and apologize. they explain that his actions likely hurt your feelings and now he feels even worse than he did before. like after they leave his room, he starts to tear up and keeps telling himself that this is why people aren’t attracted to him.
so when he gets a text from you, he’s confused. why are you apologizing? you did nothing wrong. he swears. he can only imagine you crying because of his actions. he’s the asshole. he’s the problem. it is all his fault.
you were crying. you felt so bad for crossing any boundaries
he responds and tells you that you did nothing wrong, he should have said something before leaving, and that he was sorry.
monday’s lab was really awkward. his voice broke when he asked you to even the scale. your hands were shaking when you handed him his gloves. reiner stayed behind to clean up and the professor asked what happened between the two of you. they didn’t care of course, just like should you guys get new partners.
reiner almost screamed out a no. he didn’t want a new partner, he wanted things to go back to the way they were. he wanted you. he needed you.
so this is really long and if anyone wants anymore let me know cause i could go on forever lmao.
#reiner braun#reiner braun x reader#reiner braun x y/n#reiner braun x you#attack on titan#aot#aot reiner#aot reiner braun#shingeki no kyojin#snk#snk reiner#snk reiner braun#nerd!reiner
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Rei's house
I’m insane and I know a lot about interior design against my will so I used it to make a rough floor plan of Rei’s house
This wasn’t an easy thing to do for two reasons: 1) the only rooms shown so far are the living room and the hallway and 2) Newo doesn’t know how to draw a house apparently LMAO. It’s something I noticed while skimming through the manga to get references but yeh Newo doesn’t put too much effort in backgrounds unless it’s absolutely necessary, what they do is draw the basics to give the reader an idea of where the characters are. I went through their other art and it’s also that way, tho in their pokemon art it has more detail than in knk but I would argue that since knk has to be ready within a month while their other art doesn’t it shouldn’t be surprising it’s drawn that way
Anyway here’s what I could make out so far
Rei’s house seems to be the kind that’s square rather than rectangular so let’s work keeping that in mind
The first room would be the living room which as you can see it’s pretty clear how it’s supposed to look however there are a few weird things going on with it, the first one is the couch on the left that has a ? next to it. I put it there bc there’s two panels where it doesn’t appear at all…those panels being these two
But for the sake of my sanity let’s say it’s there. Then there’s the dinning table and you can tell it’s in the same room since in the front you have the left couch that sometimes disappear. Another thing to take into consideration is the door in the far end, I put it there bc when it opens Rei looks to his right and seeing the direction Tobi is opening it it seemingly opens that way which is weird bc doors usually are supposed to open right next to walls but whatever
Next thing I want to point out is the hallway
This one is interesting bc it shows what seems to be a door close to Rei on the left side and another door in the back to his left. There isn’t another visible door which makes sense he’s probably covering with his big head but yeh I wanted to point this out bc that either means that door goes to the dinning room which wouldn’t make sense when supposedly theres already a door at the back that takes you to the living room OR Newo accidentally put the living room door in the wrong place, which could be, I don’t think they really are thinking about making it consisten which makes sense, you don’t read manga to see rooms you pay attention to the dialogue and characters
The rest of the first floor (kitchen, bathroom, laundry room) are just guesses on my part. Going on a tangent here for a moment but the reason why I made the kitchen like that has a reason you see, kitchens follow this “triangle rule” where the three most important elements of a kitchen (these being the fridge, the sink and the stove) need to be put in a triangle formation so there can be better mobility. Also important to keep in mind fridges need to be far away from stoves. If you look closely to the first picture you’ll also notice the window to the right has also a curtain. Curtains aren’t meant to be near stoves for the obvious reason that they can catch on fire so I put the sink there and the stove the other way. I’m assuming there’s a window there behind the stove too bc something something air circulation there’s a lot of science behind this stuff
Also idk if this is relevant but the entrance is also kinda easy to make out for some reason
Another thing I noticed that made me want to kill myslef is there’s this part where reinochi sits together in what seems to be the couch form the right bc in the front there’s the window HOWEVER in the very next panel you see a window behind them as if they are sitting on the left couch what they fuck 😭😭😭 bitches be rotating….like I know it’s not supposed to be like that and was a mistake Newo overlooked (the same way they’ve overlooked the fact Tobi has a turtleneck in recent chapters but I digress) but after you notice it you can’t just unsee it 😭😭😭
Anyway this house is a mess that’s why I decided to make my own floor plan that makes sense to me
The living room, dinning room and kitchen I kept them all the same as well as the bathroom and laundry room tho the change I made was the mystery door. Instead of it being in the far back I put it in the same place as the door we saw in the hallway and by the end I put the stairs that lead to the second floor and next to it a closet but now that I look at it maybe the stairs themselves can be the closet 🤔🤔🤔 you know how some stairs have like a door and space inside you know what I mean
The second floor is a bit more simple with Rei’s room right next to the stairs. The bathroom is in exactly the same place as the first floor bathroom bc plumbing is all supposed to be in the same place and next to it the master bedroom bc it’s the biggest room. There’s an extra room that leads to hell idk I haven’t thought that far
Anyway it’s almost 3 am idk why I did all this but I hope you get to enjoy my insane ramblings uwu
#kara no kioku#long post#eve hire me to design the spaces these characters are in pls#im smart when it comes to this….sometimes#ngl the third mystery couch was making all this so confusing for no reason#also the door#i hate this house#sorry for rambling I’m not normal#honestly? gonna use this plan for fic idfc#maybe I should make a 3D model 🤔🤔🤔
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Off the Deep End | Part 4
Genre: fluff; smut; angst
Rating: 18+
Pairing: Bang Chan x fem reader
Word count: 1.7k
Warnings: mentions of past trauma, drowning, and adult language (warnings will be added to each chapter)
A/N: for some reason, the desktop website is extremely laggy and I can't do anything with it, so this was posted on mobile, hence the weird formatting. I'm doing my best. I've managed to fix it!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | to be continued
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This time, I do decide to get inside the pool at my sister's house, much to her husband's content. He seems as excited as a proud dad whose little kid finally does something he's been praying to see for years.
"Oh my, look at that!"
It feels a little awkward to have this grown man cheer me on like I'm a 7 year old with a baking soda volcano at the science fair, but I appreciate the enthusiasm, I guess.
"That hunk really is doing a number on ya," his tone is a bit odd, and it feels like the weird word choice was deliberate on his part. I've felt conflicted about him ever since him and Jaime started dating, it's like he's pretty nice but also a bit of a snake. I still don't trust him if we're being honest, but being cordial is unfortunately a required skill for an adult.
"I guess it's his job to teach me how to swim, isn't it?" My response is dry and I think he caught up to the snark, because he drops the subject and simply continues to swim around. This pool doesn't really have a deep end, the deepest part is about 160 cm deep, which is slightly less than my height.
"Grab a pool noodle and practice a bit, Jess," he suggest and I shrug, feeling a little pressured but I don't think my brother-in-law would let me drown so I kind of just awkwardly strut to grab the pool noodle and use it as a kickboard while I kick my feet.
"You're kind of swimming," he announces excitedly. Oh shit, I am! Kind of... "Jamie! Your sister's kinda swimming!"
"In no time, you'll be as good as Brenda's daughter!"
I can't tell if the comment is meant to be a nice compliment or just pure sarcasm, it's hard to tell with my sister's husband. "She just made the team, did you hear?"
"Good for her." It's hard not to sound bitter, even though I shouldn't. She's just a kid. A rich kid being raised to occupy her place in the elite, probably become an insufferable cunt just like her mother and her rich friends, make a lot of money and then marry another insufferable cunt, have kids of her own and develop a day-drinking problem. Why am I judging a little girl? Have I become as bitter as Jamie? Ugh... Speaking of bitter, my sister interrupts my shitty thoughts, which have managed to take over my small victory celebration.
I get tired of looking like an idiot in the water so I climb the stairs, my legs heavy and tired, and I sit on one of the loungers and grab the bottle of beer I opened earlier that still has some booze left.
"Have you been to see Mum lately?"
Her question catches me off guard. No, I haven't, and she knows this, and I'm sure the next thing that will come out of her mouth is going to be her bragging about how she goes there often. She doesn't have a job, she has a maid to keep her massive house clean, she has an au-pair to look after her children. All she does is lounge by the pool, day drink and have affairs with handsome men when her husband is away, so no wonder she has the time and mental energy to go see Mum at the hospice and crown herself daughter of the year.
"No," I dryly reply, taking a sip of my beer. "Have you?"
I know she's going to say yes, I just know it.
"Of course," she simply replies, giving me that look that screams I'm better than you. "She asked for you, you know?"
"She doesn't even remember she has kids, Jamie."
"She did for a moment," Jamie scoffs, I know she's trying to get a rise out of me. "She asked where's Jessica? She never comes to see me, I'm gonna die all alone in this bed without seeing my eldest daughter. And then she fell asleep."
"Well, I'm sure she only remembered of my existence and not the reasons why I'd rather forget hers," is all I say before finishing my beer, setting down the empty bottle loudly on her expensive coffee table. "Anyway, I have to go."
I hear her husband mutter as I walk towards the front door, "do you have to be that crass?" but I don't bother looking back. Why do I still come here, is what I'd like to know. She's my sister and we're bonded by the trauma our mother gave us growing up, but I guess she copes by acting like her life is a perfect fairytale and I'm the failure stuck on a low-wage job, who never learned how to swim and is single and childless at 36, living in a studio flat, while she owns a massive house with a pool and a husband who lets her go off and fuck other men. He probably does it too. I'm not convinced by the picturesque Sims 4 life.
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The choice of 90's and 00's pop music is certainly something, but the only thing I currently care about is the fairy bread on the table next to a multitude of other unhealthy snacks, which will certainly spark joy. Little Jessica is being hounded by people, some of which I recognise and some I don't.
"You must be so proud," says an overly excited female voice. "Congratulations," exclaims another. The girl looks like she's been preparing for this her whole life: she stays poised, back straight and chin up, smiling whenever a camera or phone is pointed in her direction. Being groomed for success from childhood seems like a double-eged sword. On the one hand, your future is guaranteed. On the other, well, your future is guaranteed. I can't help but wonder what would have happened if my mother had so carefully planned every aspect of my upbringing. Surely my sister turned out perfect, but what of me? Thirty-six years old, unmarried, childless, without a proper career and just now learning how to swim. This little girl is winning actual medals and being adored by the entire community and all I'm doing is taking pictures for a small magazine nobody reads and serving coffee.
"Hey Jessica." I recognise the voice immediately and my innards scream for a second, but I keep my composure, slowly turning around so my gaze can meet the man who's just greeted me.
"Hi Chris, you must be so proud of your pupil!"
"Absolutely," he smiles, "but all I did was help her unlock her potential."
"Take some credit," I playfully declare, my palm gently slapping his arm sort of against my best judgement. Play it cool, you idiot. "I'm sure not all swim coaches can brag about one of their kids making Nationals, right?"
"I guess..." He finally takes the compliment, his ears growing red and his dimples making an appearance once again.
"I'm obligated to take your picture now," I chuckle, doing my best to mask my own embarrassment. I'm sure my cheeks are as red as his ears but I make the executive decision to ignore it. "Big smile?"
"Oh no, not the yearbook picture," he laughs as I take the opportunity to click away, capturing him right as he flashes those adorable simples, his eyes turning into half moons in his rosey face. Admitedly, I'm doing too much. But it's for the magazine, right? Definitely not for me to look at alone in my tiny studio flat as the Cole's value pizza warms up in the oven...
"You look great," I declare, and this time I'm one hundred percent sure I'm blushing hard, but so is he, so at least I'm not alone. "All the wine mums are gonna go mad over this photo-" That was a low blow, I admit. But he laughs, a genuine laugh like he truly thinks I'm hilarious.
"Yeah, I'm afraid I've become popular among the bored housewife crowd."
So he knows. He knows he's hot. Yet he doesn't act like it. Truly the most dangerous type of man. And exactly my type.
"I'm sure they lie awake in bed at night thinking about-" I stop myself from completing the sentence, knowing damn well it's about to get a little too raunchy and we're surrounded by people, the very wine mums we're making fun of, not to mention it is potentially mildly inappropriate to make such comments about a man who is effectively my teacher. But then again, it's highly inappropriate that I lust for my younger swimming coach-
I glance at his face, looking for signs of distress on his part, like he's offended I would even suggest such barbarity, but he seems amused, smirking slightly.
"Thinking about what?"
His eyes are on mine. He's not much taller than me but, right then and there, it feels like he's six foot five and I'm but a little mouse. His usually gentle warm eyes have a hint of darkness behind them this time, a naughty glimmer I'd say.
"I'm not sure I'm allowed to say it out loud." I'm trying so hard to keep my cool even though my stutter and inability to look into his eyes betray me. It's hard to look at him at all but I see him grinning from the corner of my eye. The fucker is enjoying this. So he's a player...
"You're right, there's too many people around," he chuckles. "You wouldn't want your sister to know we're flirting."
"Very funny, Christopher." My nervous laugh doesn't even begin to sound natural or cute and it seems like he's taking a lot of pleasure out of teasing me. I've never wanted to slap the smirk out of someone's face this bad. Any evidence of my usual snarky self has evaporated and my legs shake when I realise how close he is. "That's exactly what we're doing, hmm hmm."
Much to my dismay, I hear someone approach, an irritating voice cutting through the tension that has built up in that little corner between Chris and I.
"Oh Christopher, you're a star!"
He glances at me and I take the queue to leave and go wander around with my camera in hand, shooting everything and everyone in sight, looking over my shoulder at Chris and Brenda getting a bit too close for comfort.
#neverendingdreams#bang chan x you#bang chan scenarios#bang chan fluff#bang chan smut#idk how to tag
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While I absolutely agree with the sentiment and think oc positivity is sorely needed, comparing writing canon muses to fast fashion sounds a bit icky to me. I know you don't mean it in a bad way, but it does kinda sound like you're implying that people writing canon characters are putting less love, effort and creativity into their portrayals. Just because there are multiple people writing the same character doesn't cheapen their value, so I'd personally look for some other metaphor.
firstly, just want to say: I have so much anxiety about this message. like I know you're coming from a good place but its confrontation and alarm bells in my head so let me see if I can articulate. ; ; also, I'm posting this from mobile so I apologize for any weird formatting etc owo;
I'm going to stand by my statement (tho I deleted the tags [edit: I did take a screenshot for context sake]) honestly because I definitely was not implying that canon portrayals have less value, in fact I specifically stated that both canon and original characters have value, just like fast fashion and couture have their own values.
let me explain my thought process.
you walk into, say, Walmart and pick up a pair of Levi's. why ? because you've probably worn them before and like them, or heard of them from others and want to try them out. or because you're simply browsing and like the style and color and they're in the right size so why not ? canon muses have that ease of access, whether it be knowing the fandom or simply having a range of content and reviews to go off of as a "consumer".
original characters don't have that luxury; I don't know about other people, but for me sometimes engaging with original characters - and this is coming from someone who writes predominantly fandomless original characters and agonizes over how accessible their lore is - is, well, bottlenecked by my own energy and willingness to engage with the information and content the creator had provided. it's much easier for me, energy wise, to play a video game and then gravitate to muses from it because I'm already familiar with them, so I already have a foot in the door so to speak.
I fucking love reading original lore tho ! I also FUCKING LOVE canon divergence and headcanons ! but it isn't always easy to engage with or incorporate, and I think that's something that impacts a lot of people in how they view ocs compared to canons. original characters just often take more effort to engage with and understand, and that's not a bad thing ! but in a busy life it's understandable that folks want to go to what is comfortable and what they know, so they pick up a pair of Levi's instead of going to get a tailored pair of pants.
next, I should clarify that the characters are clothes, and we, as writers, are the ones who wear those clothes. which is to say, our own personal style and actions play into the overall appearance and feel of our portrayals. two people can take the same shirt and make completely different outfits with it ! maybe one of them decides to crop it, or bleach it, or cut it up and sew it into something new. and all of these things are valid ! and they all have value. you may be wearing the same shirt as someone else, but you still style it the way you want to. you still look different, still unique, still beautiful. there is nothing bad about liking fast fashion or canon characters. fast fashion is convenient, so are canon characters. some canon characters are poorly written and need to be dressed up or fixed to be worn, while others are quality and wonderfully made ! just like clothes ! and honestly, the same applies to original characters too !
the pants I'm wearing right now ? my favorite pair of pants. I've had them for like... four years. and they're still going strong. fast fashion isn't necessarily cheap, just like couture isn't necessarily haute. but again, it's about how you wear it. and everyone in the BG3 rpc wears their clothes, whether they be canon or original, in their own unique, beautiful way ! we all have our own style, and that style provides value to what we're trying to portray. neither canon nor original characters are better than the other, they BOTH have pros and cons. just like fast fashion and couture. they both have value, and their mode or means doesn't detract or add to the value of the final product.
I apologize if it seemed I was implying canon writers aren't as valuable as original writers, or somehow cheaper due to volume, in my tags. I definitely see where you are coming from and that's a valid perspective. However, that was not my intention and I hope I've managed to clarify my stance and explain myself a bit better. thank you for your message, I hope you're well ! sending lots of good vibes ♡
also, in case anyone was curious, my pants:
they are incredibly soft and flowy, very nice. I sleep in them and wear them out. I know they're winter themed but I think they're subtle enough to be worn outside the season, plus they have polar bears on them and I love polar bears !
also, if it's of any value, I have written my fair share of canon characters. I wrote extensively for assassins creed and marvel, in fact that's where I got my start in the rpc ! if I had to carry the metaphor, my "fast fashion" would be my (canon divergent) cli.nt bar.ton. I may have gotten him from marvel but I have since sliced him up and incorporated the pieces of my portrayal into my original projects ♡
#《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?#《 ° puffin.exe 》 im a puffin ! i dont do much#° mobile post !#and now ? now we hide. *scurries away* pls be gentle with me ; A ; i swear i have no bad intentions and never wanted to start discourse#ive just been watching crafting videos and the metaphor jumped out at me idk but yeah i love both oc and canons#i know how much love and effort goes into both writing canon and original characters ♡ they are both valuable#and if you ever feel devalued in the rpc because of what kind of character youre writing im sorry and you deserve better
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Howdy. I’ve started writing a thing and I want to share the beginnings of it, because I absolutely am too excited to keep it to myself. Here’s a lil’ snippet of the beginning of Electric Love, my Rocket x Brita work. let me know if you enjoy! Thanks to @raccoonfallsharder and my angel babies in the discord server for unearthing my desire to write.
I’ve never uploaded writing to tumblr, especially on mobile, so apologies if the format is weird! The spacing between paragraphs was a lot and that bugged me lol.
“You’re freaking joking. You haven’t seen Footloose yet??” Peter’s voice is kind of shrill, and it makes Rocket’s ears pin back. “DUDE, I’ve talked about it like a million times! You guys kidnapped Kevin freakin’ Bacon for me!”
Two hours of Peter Quill being back on Knowhere, and he’d already brought up stupid flarking Kevin Bacon twice. Sheesh. Rocket shrugs defensively, lifting his hands and gesturing wildly as they walk. “Dude, I don’t know! The only place I ever get earth movies is here in Knowhere and I’m, like…busy, I dunno.”
Peter stops in his tracks, his face screwed up in confusion and surprise. “Wait, there’s a place with earth movies here?”
“Yeah.” Rocket’s arms fold as he regards Quill with a raised eyebrow. “You didn’t know?”
Peter looks absolutely appalled. Offended, even. “NO, I did not know. What the heck, man! I thought you guys were just…getting them somehow with the satellite or something.” Peter holds his hand up to his eyes and scans around, a bit dramatically, and Rocket roll his eyes. “Where the crap is this store? We’re going. Right now.”
With an amused huff, Rocket starts walking and gestures over his shoulder for Quill to follow. “C’mon Pete. Let’s get your stupid movie.”
He catches Peter smiling. Good. That means he heard the ‘I missed you’ buried in those words.
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“I think I’m going to go insane.”
Brita’s elbows slide across the counter as she holds her chin in her hands. “We’ve heard this song five times. Why can’t we play a radio station or something? We’ve got the satellites for it.” She glances out the big window by the front doors, her eyes flicking wistfully back and forth between every person walking past. They probably had more exciting lives than this.
Her coworker, currently alphabetizing a row of media disks, shrugs impatiently. She doesn’t even give Brita a side glance or anything.
Brita huffs and shuffles her feet back to lean down onto the counter even more, bent at quite the impressive 90 degree angle.
This coworker girl had proven to be quite a stick-in-the-mud, which made for a pretty lame conversation partner. And as awful as it made her feel, Brita still couldn’t remember her name. Calling her Krylorian Coworker has worked just fine in Brita’s brain, but that probably isn’t going to last very long without accidentally slipping out one day. Oh, well. Maybe soon she’ll pull a good old, ‘So how do you spell your name anyway?’
Brita had pretty much used every ice breaker she could think of today, which had very visibly worn Krylorian Coworker’s patience pretty thin. She had only really responded to like, three of them. Brita sighs, her gaze out the window again.
It wasn’t her fault that today had been so slow and sludgy. Like tromping through the sloppiest terrain of the swampiest planet. The ground would probably suck at her boots, making her legs magnet to the mushy ground and her whole body burn with exertion. It would probably be hot, too, the combination of muggy air and sweat plastering hair to her forehead. She’d push it out of her eyes, blinking away the blur, and she’d see a figure come into focus. A familiar figure also trekking through the muck in front of her, strong and stout legs visibly strained with effort. He’d be holding a big gun, of course, probably one with little red blinking lights that flash through the murky air. Air you could feel as you inhaled, such thick and humid air in this swampy environment. He’d turn his head back to look at her, pretty auburn eyes alight with mirth. That fluffy ringed tail would swish behind him, an ear flicking as he opens his mouth to say something clever…
“You’re daydreaming, Brita.”
Krylorian Coworker stares, a hand on one hip and her eyebrow raised. “I can literally see you disappearing.”
Brita blinks hard, the yellow lighting of the media store melting away the trees and mud from her imagination. She lets out a breath as she comes back to reality, straightening up and stretching her arms above her head. “And that’s why I wanted some new music. I’m getting bored out of this dimension.”
Coworker shakes her head, huffing in amusement as she goes back to her alphabetizing.
Brita gives her own huff, and walks around the counter. It’d be better to actually do something with herself. Maybe she should alphabetize like Boring Coworker.
She makes her way down a couple aisles of holo-vid disks, glancing at the labels. She smiles, her heart doing that skipping thing it always does when she thinks about her favorite things. She’d apparently subconsciously wandered to her favorite section, the Terran holo-vids. Movies, she knows they’re called, but that’s not universal enough according to boss man who was in charge of this d’ast store. And the tech is different, anyway, he’d said. Whatever, Brita knew better than that old fart.
Her fingers run along the labels, stopping to reminisce at a few favorites. One day she was going to consume every single piece of Terran media in the store, and even further one day, the whole Terran planet. Every movie, every song, every book…everything.
Ring-ding-ling.
The little bell on the door announces, after at least an hour of nothing, a living being. Brita leans back, angling her head to look at the front doors. A guy with somewhat curly hair and a red leather jacket is stepping through, looking…amazed, actually. As he makes his way towards the aisle she’s standing in, Brita studies him further and is pretty sure she recognizes the things on his t-shirt. Her eyes widen.
An earth dude!
Before she can even process her body moving, she’s in front of him, all smiles. “Hi, how are ya?”
The guy blinks at her, seemingly coming out of some kind of trance, and his face lights up. “How long has this place been here? I’ve never noticed a…what, record store-slash-bookstore-slash-Blockbuster?”
Brita figures that’s an earth thing, and her heart flutters in excitement.
“Yeah, maybe a few months? Short enough lots of people haven’t been in yet, long enough it feels like ages if you’re working here.” She grins, leaning against the shelf next to her casually.
The comment lands, and the guy laughs. “I get that. But, I feel like this is probably the coolest place to work in all of…anywhere. You’ve got something from every planet I know the name of in here, just from what I can tell right away. That’s freakin’…epic.”
His enthusiasm is intoxicating. Brita beams at him, anxious to make this interaction last as long as possible. “Oh, dude, believe me, it is epic. Working here has permanently changed my life. I get to hear earth music and talk about movies…that’s a dream.”
He lights up even more, which Brita didn’t even think was possible, and his big open-mouthed smile says, “You like earth movies?”
She feels a beautiful conversation brewing, the feeling punctuated with Coworker’s exasperated sigh from across the counter, and Brita nods with a grin.
“Hell yeah I like earth movies.”
She’s not even sure how many minutes pass, she’s so enveloped in her favorite conversation she’s ever had. They gush over their favorites, which somehow don’t overlap at all even though they’re both familiar with everything brought up. The difference in taste is almost comical to her. She feels like she could be here for days, the world could pass away and she’d be completely content just standing here, talking to this man in a red jacket. Brita doesn’t even process her surroundings until she hears someone clearing their throat behind her.
Snapped back to earth, she realizes Coworker is raising a brow. Right. Work. Job.
“Sorry,” she laughs lightly and folds her arms as she leans against the shelf again, “you were looking for which one?”
“Oh, yeah. Footloose, can you believe Drax and Rocket both haven’t seen it yet, even though it’s the greatest movie of all time…”
Every muscle in her body stiffens. Her folded arms tighten against her chest and she feels her fingers dig into her arms. He’s still talking, she can tell with his mouth still moving, but nothing he says is reaching her ears anymore.
Rocket. Rocket. All she can see now are those bourbon eyes. A voice rings back into her processing, but not the voice of the dude, it’s deep and rumbles through her core. This guy, this Terran guy, was friends with Rocket. An earth dude that’s friends with Rocket AND Drax, how did he get so lucky…
Suddenly, it clicks.
“Wait, wait, stop.” She knows she’s interrupting, and she doesn’t care. “You’re freaking Peter Quill.”
He mouth quirks into a bit of a confused grin, one eyebrow inching up. “Uh, yeah I am.”
She blinks at him. She knows she looks stupid. “Sorry, I didn’t, uh, I didn’t... Not to be, like, weird, y’know. I just. That’s so cool. I’ve always wanted to actually talk to the guardians, they seem like, such…incredible friends. I hear about you all the time.”
His smile is sly, but there’s a heartwarming expression in his eyes. “They talk about me, huh?” He nods and glances over behind her shoulder. “…They are the best friends I’ve ever had.”
Before she can respond, another voice materializes behind her. One she’s only heard once, months and months ago in real life, but countless times in her imagination. Gravelly yet liquid gold at the same time.
“Pete, holy crap, d’you get lost or what?”
Peter Quill smirks and lifts a hand in mild defense. “Just talkin’ to…” he glances at her name badge, “Brita here about stupid earth movies, man.”
Brita is frozen in place. She desperately begs her brain to send any kind of signal to her body, to make it move, but it’s complete radio silence up there.
The presence behind her moves past, then stands next to Peter Quill. That tail swishes casually and those ears flick, just like in her dreams.
Peter is saying something. She tries to tune in. “Brita, this is my buddy Rocket.”
The furry face tilts his chin up in a nod. The auburn eyes flit up and down her body, studying her.
“How ya doin’?” Says Rocket Raccoon, who is standing directly in front of her on purpose for the first time ever.
Brita can feel how huge her eyes are, the skin above her cheeks and under her eyebrows feels strained. She probably looks ridiculous. Why can’t she say anything? She glances at Coworker for a lifeline. A clue of what she should even do right now.
Krylorian Coworker’s eyes widen, and for the first time since Brita can remember, she looks genuinely interested in what’s happening in front of her. Coworker has been told possibly way too much about the hearty interest in this particular guardian of the galaxy. The subject of all of the daydreams Brita keeps getting caught in. The one that brought her here, to Knowhere, even though he definitely had no idea that was the case.
Brita can feel her mouth opening and closing, and she just knows she looks like a stupid fish. She smashes her mouth shut and conjures up a smile that is probably a little too big. She forces a word out of her mouth.
“Hi!”
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I have written a little soap ghost Drabble that I will potentially put on ao3 but imma put it here first so enjoy (Also if the format is weird I’m on mobile so that’s probably why idk I don’t normally post things here)
Soap laid down next to ghost his head resting on his lieutenants bicep. Ghost didn’t move instead hovering awkwardly not used to the physical contact. It baffled him how quickly soap had simply decided this was happening and had pushed forward. He really should have known the man would simply do whatever he wanted but that didn’t stop the stutter of his mind trying to catch up.
“You’ve never cuddled someone before have you?” He didn’t sound annoyed and it hardly sounded like a question, just a statement phrased as one.
Ghost didn’t answer blowing heavily out of his nose in annoyance instead.
“Alright alright, no need to get huffy,” he shifted to his side and gestured for ghost to mimic him. Then he pressed himself back until his back was against ghosts chest and patted the side of his rib cage, “arm.”
As if that was enough instruction, ghost tentatively moved his arm so his hand was resting on soaps rib cage and the man grabbed his hand gently. He guided his arm around him leaving ghosts hand on his sternum where his heart lay in wait beneath it. Soap hummed in satisfaction as if he was proud of himself as ghost tightened his hold resisting the urge to melt into him.
Soap wiggled slightly pressing the top of his head just under simons chin, “if it’s too much tell me and I’ll move, but at the moment I’m perfectly comfortable so I’m going to sleep.”
Ghost was stiff and unmoving incapable of accepting and melting into the person pressed against him. The small part of him that was desperate to love and be loved screamed to hold Johnny tighter. To press his face into that stupid Mohawk. To curl himself tighter around him. The larger part of him, the cold, calculated ghost screamed to pull away and push Johnny farther and farther till he was a speck in the distance.
He knew that wouldn’t work, Johnny was stubborn to a point that would likely do more harm than good; in this line of work it was a necessity. Pushing him away would likely make him latch on tighter, fight harder, he was insane, then again so was ghost for even entertaining soaps bids at affection.
After hours of back and forth arguments, voices screaming that he didn’t deserve such kindness, that he was weak for wanting to melt into the man in his arms, that he was nothing but a monster and Johnny would leave when he realized, that-
A mumble from soap that he couldn’t quite make out. Soap shifted in his sleep muttering nonsense with a sleepy smile adorning his face. Simon could just make out the upward lilt of his lips in the darkness. His name. Soap had muttered his name. In his sleep. While smiling. Entirely against his will- he melted.
His muscles relaxed and his breathing evened he hadn’t even realized just how tense he was.
Simon didn’t sleep that night, he was too distracted by the gentle thump-thump and the barely noticeable rise and fall of soaps chest. His ears were trained on the light snores that would erupt from his bedmate and his eyes were trained on his face, his mouth.
#cod mw ghost#ghost cod#cod mw2#soapghost#soap mw2#ghost mw2#macriley#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley
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OOO , i liked the bo sinclair post you’ve just made and was wondering if you could make something like that with billy loomis? (or stu ^^) aka billy loomis x reader who has an unhealthy obession with him, dw if you can’t complete it! tysm :3
I’m glad you enjoyed it! And I sure can!
Billy Loomis X reader who has an unhealthy obsession with him
Gender neutral reader - they/them and you is used
Written on mobile so I’m sorry if format is weird
Billy Loomis. Where do we start? You had met Billy freshman year, he sat next to you in science class, never spoke to anyone. Until he missed a day of school and needed the notes. That was the first time anyone in that class heard him spoke. And he chose you. That was the day you fell head over heels for the boy.
You and Billy quickly became friends. You were always quick to agree with anything he said. He didn’t like a person, you didn’t either. He liked pineapple on pizza, you like pineapple on pizza. He likes horror movies, so do you. You followed him around like a lost puppy, always by his side, always doing whatever he asked and agreeing with everything. Randy called you a lapdog. He said you were worse than Stu. But you didn’t care.
You hung out with Billy all the time, probably more than Stu did. You would hang out at his house and watch movies with him, play cards, and sometimes you’d just have long talks. Sometimes they were about his mom. You always listened, you were good at listening to Billy. You loved his voice, it was smooth and relaxing. Something you could probably fall asleep to, but not from boredom, it was just so calming to you. Going to Billy’a house was always nice because you could sneak some of his shirts into your bag. And best of all you could steal his cologne, which you would spray all over your pillows and clothes at home so you could smell him, even when you weren’t with him. Which wasn’t often.
Now here you are senior year, school was slowly getting closer and closer to ending, and you were excited about it! That was, until Sidney came into the picture.
Sidney Prescott, a nice girl, a girl you had no problems with… Until she started dating Billy. Why Billy began dating her you will never understand. She didn’t deserve him! You did! You knew all the things Billy liked and disliked, all the people he hung out with and who he avoided! You are the one that stole bought movies and snacks for him! Not Sidney! You were the only who would follow him around when he didn’t know. You were the one who knew about his little hobby as GhostFace. And you were the one that supported it, even secretly helped!
Who does Billy think was the one that kept people around the school quiet about talking about his arrest? Who does Billy think was the one that would do a quick sweep of the crime scenes and make sure he left nothing behind? You! You were the one! Not Sidney!
You had to get him to see that you were clearly the better choice. And you knew just how. While you were listening in on Billy and Stu’s conversation from outside his window you found out about their little plan to throw a party and get some more kills in. Become famous.
“What are we gonna do about Sidney?” Stu asked. “I’ll convince her I’m innocent, fake my death, then we can have our fun with her.” Billy said. “After all, she’s the whole reason why we started this. That bitches mother made my mom run away! It’s all her fault! She has to pay.”
Oh you agree, Billy. You wholeheartedly agree. “But what about, Y/n?” Stu asked.
“What about them?”
“Well… Come on, Billy, they follow you around constantly. You’re always hanging out with them. They’re going to want to come to the party.”
“We don’t kill them.” Billy glared at Stu. “I never said I was-!” “I mean it, Stu! They’re the final one! They don’t die! I swear if you even try to hurt them I will take you down-!”
“Alright alright! I get it! Jesus man! I wasn’t even thinking about it!” Stu held up his hands in surrender. Billy fell back with a sigh, running his hands through his hair. “I’ll convince them not to come.”
Oh poor poor Billy. There was no way you weren’t coming. You had to make sure he was safe.
“Look, Y/n, I just think you should stay away from this party. I heard Stu was gonna invite some weird people.” Billy told you after school. You pouted up at him. “But you and Stu always let me come! Do you guys not like me anymore..?” You faked a sad look as your body slumped. “No no of course not,” Billy cupped your cheeks in his hands. Oh how you loved his touch. “I just want you to be safe. Okay?” You gave Billy a small sweet smile. “Okay, Billy.”
Billy was shocked to hear Sidney on the phone, taunting him. But he was more shocked to hear gurgling noises soon after.
The two boys found Sidney’s body slumped over on the hallway floor. They had no idea who killed her, there was no weapon, nothing.
Billy didn’t know you were his savior that night. And you were fine with that. You’d do anything for Billy. You’d kill for him. You were the only one who truly deserved him. No one else. No one was going to get in your way. Not cops, not students, and certainly not Sidney.
#slasher x reader#billy loomis x reader#billy loomis#scream#scream x reader#cannibals writing requests#request
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platonic boat boys is way more interesting and fun than smalletho as a romantic ship, and i say that as someone who does enjoy shipping in general
I had to stop copying the original text because formatting on tumblr mobile browser is a nightmare but anyway. AGREE i actually do like smalletho as a romantic ship but very specifically like. Joel having a weird puppy love crush that Etho doesn't want to encourage at all. he likes joel but they have a more cool mentor and his rowdy younger student vibe to me than anything /srsly romantic... they probably kissed in double life idk. I do think trying to justify why Joel is Like That about etho with it being purely platonic is funny though like he's just a big fan don't worry about it
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Ghost - Impera
I should have done this months ago. I mean this album is over a year old now, but better late than never. I don't really feel a need to get too deep into the details on this album; it's been out for 15 months and has been discussed extensively. It feels weird to be writing about an album this late in the game. This isn't meant to relitigate old discourse about it that's basically finished at this point, I basically just want to add my two cents about why I feel the way I do about it and why I still want to talk about it. But anyway...
It was no accident that Impera, came at the end of the longest gap between full-length releases for the Ghost, specifically well after the COVID-19 pandemic took its stranglehold off live music. The band was on a holistically upward trajectory for the past decade, bigger sales, bigger sound, and, critically, bigger crowds. 2015's grand Meliora was already such a practically unrecognizable size-up from the spooky retro rock of their debut just 5 years earlier, and the band made their aspirations clear with each release LP and EP afterwards. Popestar introduced for the first time in the band's self-aware campy lore a new frontman not tethered to the mic stand by the excessive garments of the satanic pope, but rather youthful, limber, and lively, more mobile and able to herd and rally the band's increasingly larger crowds. And the subsequent full-length, Prequelle, committed to this new turn fully. If you thought Opus Eponymous was too silly and over-the-top, then you weren't prepared for the full-on arena rock parade that was Prequelle. Prequelle was and still is the campiest album Ghost has ever released. The band was fully aware, and it was on purpose. Soaring group choruses, lighter-waving power ballads, swinging dance numbers, sax solos. Ghost were making a B-line for the arenas, with the big songs to handle the crowds of those magnitudes. And it worked; it worked because Ghost's songwriting masterminds put in the work.
Pop songwriting is both easy and hard. The tried and true format is and simpler is usually better. It's not rocket science. The challenge, however, is not just writing a pop song, it's writing a great pop song. And Ghost applied a perfectionist approach to chiseling out killer hooks and sing-along melodies from the brilliantly simple fun arena rock anthems of Prequelle, and the results spoke for themselves. And then 2 years later it all stopped.
It stopped for everyone. And going off their consistent release schedule up to that point, Ghost probably would have had the follow-up to Prequelle out a year earlier, but there was no way they were going to put out an album in the height of the pandemic because Impera was absolutely made for the stadiums. When the touring industry rebooted and Impera dropped a year later though, it was clear that Ghost had made the most of their indoor time.
A natural continuation from and combination of the previous two albums, Impera harnessed the grandeur and bombast of Meliora and the infectious campy fun of Prequelle into the most arena-ready batch of songs the band has ever put forward. I got the sense that this album completely achieved Ghost's artistic goal that they've been building toward for the past 10+ years, and by the end of the year, with my numerous replays of it, I couldn't help but concede that Ghost had outdone themselves. Impera is their best work. Ironic that the band reaching a new summit would be with an album about the precarious rise and fall of empires.
Hard to say now if that theme foreshadows a fall from grace for Ghost, obviously I hope not. For as much as they play into their gimmicky image, Ghost are not in danger of losing their throne due to fans tiring of their goofy novelty. No, the image is the icing on top of the solid compositional foundation and not the other way around. It will take actual creative fatigue, a major misstep, or series of missteps to derail the Ghost train. Not to say a band nosediving from their peak isn't a tale at least as old as Metallica, but maybe that's why Ghost picked the theme for their magnum opus, to remind themselves to not go the way of the Roman empire, or Coldplay. And hey, it's not like anyone would say no to the job security of a career like Metallica's or Coldplay's either, however undeserved it may be. But more likely is that the lyrical content was inspired by the present moment. I don't think anyone would argue against the current times being historic to say the least.
I won't get into it too deeply because it's really not that complicated, but also I could spend a gratuitous amount of time going into every detail of why each song is so great. Impera really is the sum of a great many little details that show how much time and care was put into making every song complete on its own and within the context of the rest of the album. The whole album is a cohesive, fun, glorious exhibition of everything Ghost, and they made that clear from the soaring high note that Tobias Forge opens "Kaisarion" with. And like Prequelle, Impera runs the gamut of chugging metallic heaviness like on "Watcher in the Sky" to the soulful ballads and power ballads of "Darkness at the Heart of My Love" and "Respite on the Spitalfields", following a similar flow to the previous album that works as well here. Also, Prequelle may be the campiest album Ghost has ever released, but "Twenties" is definitely the most over-the-top cheesiest campiest theatrical-ist song the band has ever made, too cheesy for some fans even. Personally, I'm here for it, and I can't imagine being surprised by it either; I mean it's Ghost, a cartoonish horn section over chugging heavy metal grooves and comic book villain vocals isn't that giant of a step up from the corniness of "Kiss the Go-Goat", "Ghuleh / Zombie Queen", "Rats", or "Dance Macabre". The other singles, the marching "Hunter's Moon" and the snare-driven rhythmic "Call Me Little Sunshine", are also textbook arena rockers, and I personally love the throwback to the more retro staccato keyboard motifs of Opus Eponymous on "Griftwood".
I played the shit out of Impera all of last summer and I'll probably play it again this summer, it's that fun. Like I said, Ghost have topped themselves, and every band that reaches what feels like their likely peak has that existential crisis of where to go from there if the only way to go is down. A lot of bands, either due to the pressure of future expectations or not knowing what to do next, make a big leap of faith into the unknown. Or they try in vain to replicate the lightning in the bottle that propelled them to the top over the course of the rest of their comparatively stale career. Ghost may not have anywhere higher to climb on the mountain they've chosen to ascend, but I think they can maintain a longevity at this elite level if they maintain the focus on meticulous song-writing while ensuring not to fall into the trap of formulaicness. Like I said, Ghost is not built on the satanic pope outfits or the Papa Emeritus lore or on the anonymity they started with that the lawsuit from former members eliminated. Ghost is built on the song-craft, and that doesn't wear out. The question now is, will Ghost wear out or get lazy, or do they have the stamina to keep up this level of attention-to-detail and dominate another decade? I certainly hope they can muster the latter. Here's to another decade of Ghost, in the twenties!!!
Also yes, this was my favorite album of the year last year.
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It kind of sucks to say that another band's bad album is partially what lit the fire under my ass to write this because it kind of implicitly takes away from the excellent work Ghost does, but a big part of why I'm writing this now is indeed because of the band that all the big online magazines that shill for major labels are hailing as the next Ghost this year: Sleep Token.
I already made my gripes with that band's latest album known in detail in a previous post about that album, but in short, I really don't like the push I've been seeing from a lot publications for this groveling adoption of the most fleeting of pop trends into metal in what feels like desperation for broader cultural prominence. There's nothing "innovative" or "forward-thinking" or "more mature" about whoring out to the whim of trends calculated to appeal to the lowest common denominator in a bid for a shortcut to relevance. I don't mind when bands incorporate pop elements into their sound to spice it up or even writing a more straight-up pop song; like I said, pop songwriting is a challenging art, and that's part of what Ghost does so well, and what many bands who metalheads probably don't consider "pop" at all also do. What I do mind is when bands like Bad Omens or Bring Me the Horizon or Wage War try their hand at the kind of mind-numbing, middling bullshit that Maroon 5 and Charlie Puth feed to inattentive half-listeners in grocery stores. It's even more offensive when these bands know they can do better, and Sleep Token is the worst offender as of late in this department. Sleep Token is the lazy, unsustainable shortcut via the hollow gimmick of referential pop trend-hopping within metal presented as "genre-bending" to broader relevance that Ghost, by contrast, have earned through tireless improvement of pop songcraft over the past decade.
I speculated at the end of my post that this fawning over Sleep Token might come from an anxiety over metal as a genre not having anything left to offer broader culture. And I think the short-term focus inherent within capitalism that all these publications (which are basically marketing wings of labels) are beholden to is what makes the possibility of a drought so scary for them. The driving forces behind Loudwire and Metal Injection don't exactly permit the patience for what is likely just a natural lull in creativity, because to them that's a loss in productivity, and that's next to sacrilege. I also speculated on my own anxiety about metal as a genre running out of steam, but taking a step back and looking at the broader history of any genre existing longer than 10 years, there are waves, peaks and valleys, times of plenty and times of want, drop-offs and revivals. It's the circle of life, and we've seen it with metal already, and with subgenres within metal. And also, if the time is near for when metal bottoms out in a way it doesn't come back from and effectively "dies" (as much as any genre in the internet age can die), so what? If metal dies, it will not go into the ground with any unused potential, it will be because the very active and passionate community will have completed music, gotten all the achievements, and exhausted everything possible to with the genre except retread old ground. But I know that it won't be brought back or kept from the brink by bands writing songs for car insurance commercials.
This got a little tangential at the end here, but I think it's worth distinguishing (since so many people draw parallels between them lately) the genuine pop appeal of Ghost that Impera embodies so excellently and the cynical pop appeal of Sleep Token. Leaving aside the riveting discourse about whether Ghost qualify as a "metal band" or not, they unquestionably represent the genre to the unfamiliar, and I don't think metal needs the kind of submissive pop crossover appeal of Sleep Token when it has the emphatic pop crossover appeal of Ghost at their creative peak.
Anyway, Impera is a masterpiece, thank you Ghost!
9/10: AOTY 2022
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