#I'm trying to think of a scenario of how this would work

[thelustrouswritermirage]

AHHHHHHHHOMG

I'm going to do some headcanons and scenarios for the hanks cause I've had so much Date Everything content on my fyp and I'm literally in love with them. I ♡ HIMBOS

Warning - This is going to have plenty of NSFW work in it so read at your own risk

As a Group

They definitely have one big brain cell that they kinda just pass around

They all will learn how to do a skill or trick together and they will literally spend a week focusing on nothing but that and then never do it again

Let's be real the poor baby boys don't know how to do much for themselves. That closet is like a living frat house and they take that to an extreme. I think Hank number 2 could cook a little but only enough to make like burnt pasta or a nice salad. Other then that they survive off of kids TV dinners a hope and a prayer.

They literally worship the ground you walk on. They will attempt crazy stunts or preform a whole choreographed dance routine just to get a bit of smile or a thumbs up from you and God if you praise them...... BRO they are rolling around on the floor, jumping up and down, Hank number 3 has a raging hard on and now they won't leave your side for the rest of the night.

After you and them become a package congratulations you will never have a moment to yourself again. Someone will always have something new to show you or a story they wanna tell and these guys don't break off oh no if you get one you get them all.

They never really calm down but if you do express to them that you would enjoy some quiet they will happily attempt to do so.

Keyword there "ATTEMPT" these poor baby's are so energetic that even something like charades will make you think the house is about to come down on you. The thumping and thudding and whispered ows after a fist bump got to "radical" will some how manage to be even louder then before.

Also just gotta throw this in here hank number 4 has major golden retriever vibes. Like imagine patting him on the head and telling him your proud of him or that he's a good boy. GOD HE WILL NEVER GET ENOUGH OF YOU

NSFW

Okay in my mind the hanks are just a huge poly group that swallowed you whole so have fun with that.

It all starts once you've gotten to know the hanks a bit better. Soon Hank number 3's thoughts start to kinda seep into their shared dreams at night. Images of you sprawled out beneath them covered in sweat and cum both yours and theirs while you suck them off. When morning comes and they see you the visuals just won't leave and soon they are all red faced messes fawning over you.

You would have found out either way I mean these guys are open books but the way you would find out is less then ideal. You would be wandering around the house talking to furniture and silverware as one does when you hear a loud thud from up stairs. Obviously being curious you go to find out what's happening only to walk in on the hanks in a jerk circle heads thrown back, eyes screwed shut, moaning and muttering out your name in helpless whines as they cum all over their own hands and each other. Then they would giggle and mumble out some nonsense about how rad that was before they finally see you.

I don't think any of them including Hank 3 have ever been so embarrassed.

They would try to cover themselves while also apologizing and a sly comment about you "enjoying the show" from Hank 3 would ignite the flame that eventually leads to your newest predicament.

So there you are, Hank 3 behind you hitting a spot in your ass you never imagined could feel so good while whispering in your ear about how beautiful you look from that angle. Then Hank 5 is in front thrusting up into your weeping walls and holding your head up so he can stick his tongue down your throat. While they ravage your insides Hank 1 and 2 sit off to either side of you watching with their dicks in hand. Hank 1 loves to watch how your ass just molds like play doh to Hank number 3 waist everytime he thrusts into. Hank number 2 is definitely more of a boob guy. He likes how soft they are and how your hardend nipples are a deep shade of rossey pink. He would probably imagine them in his face or mouth while he gets himself off and wouldn't mind being suffocated to death by them. Finally sweet golden boy hank number 4 would be on his side on the bed watching hank 3 and 5 thrust into you. Something about the way your cunt trys to suck number 5 cock back in while he pulls out makes hank 4 ache in all the right places.

Once they all have finally had enough they would crawl into bed with you in a big sloppy cuddle puddle and tell each and every person in the bed individually things that they love about them.

After about 45 minutes of that they have whined down enough to get to sleep and you actually sleep very comfortably. Considering that good luck getting out of bed in the morning cause they are not going to wanna let you go.

[lucabyte]

even dogs pass the mirror test

[whenthelightisrunninglow]

how's the other guy holding up

[wereshrew-admirer]

scratching at the walls

[quatregats]

Thinking a lot of thoughts about Hornblower's relationships with Barbara and Maria as a metaphor for his larger relationship to social mobility and ambition, and I think there's actually a lot there - not sure if it was intentional, but I do think that whether intentionally or inadvertently, Forester did an interesting job with the parallels.

Quick note beforehand that some of this is based on my constant brief paging through C. Northcote Parkinson's Hornblower "biography", which, while I absolutely abhor his interpretation of Hornblower, gives even more food for thought on this point. I'm also leaning more into his interpretation of Hornblower's background and childhood, as opposed to the TV show's, so it might not work if you're coming from the TV show's perspective.

Parkinson takes Forester's comment that Hornblower was a "doctor's son" to mean that he was the son of an apothecary, rather than a physician like in the show. I'm not a historian of the period, so I would be hard-pressed to actually try to fit Hornblower's father within the 18th-century framework of medical practice, but either way, given his awkwardness around upper-class life and that he seems to have grown up in rural Kent, I think that Parkinson's claim that he was the son of an apothecary, rather than a physician, does have some reasonable foundation, or is at least equally plausible (to me) as the show's.

Hornblower struggles with poverty through most of the series, especially the first half, but even when he is barely scraping by, such as at the start of Lieutenant, this does not seem to be an abnormal state; and when he finally arrives at wealth and success, he constantly wishes to go back to the days when he was a penniless lieutenant, so from this we might also surmise that he did not come from wealth. (I'm also comparing especially to Jack Aubrey, who, while he admittedly makes a hash of coming into large amounts of money, and who also lives perfectly happily on very little, is clearly quite comfortable being the "lord of the manor" by comparison.)

One of the biggest changes in the second half of the series (from The Happy Return/Beat to Quarters onward) is that Hornblower's career comes into fruition; he becomes a decorated Captain, a member of the landed gentry, a Knight of Bath, a Peer, and finally an admiral, and marries into an enormously influential family. He's constantly in conflict about this, until he isn't: he wants to become someone powerful and important, except that he doesn't like the role once he gets it, and constantly wishes about the old days, then feels guilty for wishing for them. Most importantly, he seems to become less and less himself, his mental narrative getting more and more distorted as he tries to mold himself into the person he thinks he wants to be.

I don't think this is a particular novel interpretation, but I think that in light of this, the contrast between his marriage to Maria and his marriage to Barbara is very interesting. If he was an apothecary's son, his and Maria's marriage would make a decent amount of sense - they'd be from similar social backgrounds, and probably a reasonable match, if Hornblower's career had continued as expected. Hornblower feels comfortable around Maria at the start of their friendship and the very beginning of their marriage in a way that mirrors his comfort with the life he's living at that point - which is to say that he clearly knows and understands what's expected of him and how to interact, in clear contrast with later books. But on the other hand, for all that he originally does love Maria, Hornblower comes to find her to be coarse, unrefined, and boring, and feel that she is not good enough for the person he wants to become. It's at the point when he starts to feel that he's moved passed Maria that he begins to take on his new, ambitious, performative persona.

On the other hand, Hornblower feels stiff and uncomfortable around Barbara from the beginning of their relationship, notably for reasons of class, and even in later books, consistently sounds intimidated by her poise and upper-class untouchability. With Maria he doesn't feel enough for her; with Barbara he feels too much, an almost uncouth sentimentality. He craves Barbara's status like a man drowning, but can't hold up under the weight of what it would mean. They have very strong intellectual chemistry, but socially they are a disaster of a couple, and yet nonetheless, Hornblower continues with the marriage because it feels to him like the thing he ought to do, just as he ought to become squire of Smallbridge. He's so viscerally uncomfortable with his position in the later books in a way he wasn't even at the height of his earlier miseries, but he refuses to let himself admit that his ambitions might have led him astray.

I think it's also interesting that the relationship which Hornblower arguably finds the most fulfilling (or rather, it was written very poorly if Forester wanted to make it feel fulfilling for the reader, but nonetheless it was clearly meant to be the most fulfilling for Hornblower) is his relationship with Marie, who sits at a similar odd juncture to him. In the text, Forester says outright that Marie fulfills Hornblower's interest in upper-class women (ambition) while not intimidating him, yet still being a satisfying intellectual partner. Nonetheless, just as Marie and Hornblower can never actually end up together, Hornblower can never actually be comfortable with his position, and no matter how many times he tries to find solace in her, he is eventually forced to continue down the path that he began, making up with Barbara and fully taking up the mantle of Admiral and Peer of the Realm.

In short, I think that watching the way in which Hornblower's relationship with Maria evolves over the course of the early books and the way in which his relationship with Barbara takes up after that ends up being a very neat parallel to his own ambitions and class identity. With Maria he is at home, but bored and restless; with Barbara he gets everything that he wants, but feels like a fish out of water. I think that particular parallel is part of the particular tragedy of Hornblower - he can't ever be satisfied with the person he was, or the person he's become. But I think that adding in aspects of extreme class difference - even more class difference than the general trends of social mobility during this period - also helps to elucidate the fundamental tension which drives Hornblower forward as a character. The world he came from was too small for him; the world in which he moves now is far too big; but there's no in-between option. He has to choose what he wants to be, and sacrifice some part of himself in order to do that, and in light of this reading of him, I think that there's a lot of interesting dilemmas to be raised.

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

I think I need that "Wow, I haven't stubbed my toe in five months! I was then shot fifty-seven times." Audio again

[the-acid-pear]

Honestly an scenario that could possibly be fun to explore in a fic is what if someone (that wasn't Dave) actually broke into Jack's house in the night?

[amberinn]

like a really fucked up post about my experience with bullying, that sort of shines some sort of light on my own viewpoint of acenico ?

Not like. Formatted or argued. I may be bad at essays. p much just traumadumping, whoops.

Tw: I'm not writing that rn, ill just do that later

Is anyone elses experience with bullying, when five people are surrounding you, insulting you, asking you questions you KNOW are to make you seem like you're stupid, like you're socially dense

siding with the bully, and playing along with the charade, answering those questions earnestly, mentally collapsing, physically attacking people (throwing pencil cases at them, pencils, trying to kick them in the groin, trying to punch them)

getting insulted, getting stolen from, sweating and being nervous trying to plead with the person who has stolen your project, to please, open up your bag, while the entire class stares at you, and he's smiling---

being a pushover, a doormat

not realising when your teachers are calling students retards, when they tell you all half of your class will not pass high school, when the math teacher is openly laughing at a boy, for getting a question wrong, asking him how he passed sixth class, when the teacher is yelling at you all, angry each lesson

that it's. god that it's wrong.

to do that, because how could it be? my ma does that.

ma stands in front of my doors and shouts and yells and blames me, insults me for hours.

ma did stuff like feed me lies about my aunt, angrily shout at me, and then do a 180° and tell me the prettiest, nicest, most heavenly things about her, that she was just lying to my face (I'm seven, and I'm----) that she was jealous, that I like her sister so much, because she's the one always taking care of me, she's my mom.

always feeling like you've messed up, asking your aunt if you were good, because you don't know what you're doing wrong, and why the other kids have peace and you don't.

Why have you turned out wrong?

The recluse? Why are you ostracized? Why are you isolated? No one else is.

It's your own fault, you should have been strong enough to defend yourself against the people harassing you.

It's not their fault, because they have free will and they've chosen to do that to you. It's your fault for not being strong enough, good enough, to take it, it's your own responsibility to not get harassed, you cannot defend yourself verbally.

You are weak, that's what's wrong. You can't tell your parents that you're getting bullied at school. You shouldn't. If they keep on insulting you, you'll learn to talk back

The hallucinations. Feeling your emotions snap out of you, as you become numb, going on auto pilot. Wanting to harm yourself for years, visibly losing yourself in imaginations, hanging by the neck in the class, so everyone could walk into school and see that they've hurt you.

a corpse bleeding out. the classroom ruined, so they could see that they've hurt you.

Going out of your way, killing your class. Watching as your teacher isn't going after you, as no one is going after you, because you've murdered someone, you're holding a dangerous weapon,

vividly imagining stealing a car, running away from the police, high speed. car crash, death.

dying. snapping your classmates neck.

suicide notes, over and over and over and over, blaming those people, just to hurt them, because fuck graduating, fuck not hitting them, fuck my future, I could die in 8th grade. I should die in 8th grade.

.....breathe in.

Getting told by your therapist, that if you've killed yourself, if you were hanging, or brutalised, a corpse in your previous class

No one would care, they'd laugh at your body.

The overwhelming feeling of hopelessness that surrounds you as you hear that, because you are truly defenseless. hurt. unable to get back at the people who've hurt you. for years.

The mistake.

The agression.

The choice to throw away your care, because the one thing you can save is yourself. If everything goes to shit, the only thing you can salvage is you.

If you don't care.

Then you can save at least one person. You.

Thinking that if you can make the choice, to have everyone else take your pain away, you'd do it

The shit you've done. The apathy at it all.

Constant masking, constantly needing to have everyone elses approval, to have people who are willing to look down upon your potential harassers.

Because if you're the victim, and everyone else sees you as the victim, and not the bug underneath their shoe to be squashed, then you have social pressure as your protection against the thing that's been haunting you for decades

Infiltrating the spaces of all those people, who you have seen as "normal" those who do not get bullied, those who aren't targets.

Always selling yourself as exactly that.

[elisedonut]

fuck i'm actually going to end up enjoying Sevpercy huh

maybe in a picky I like them when they are in my head or when I do it kind of way

or in a time travel way because when it comes to Snape I like his teenage self a lot more than his adult self

[bigbugmonsters]

New guy, his name's Leaon.

His story, in short as possible, is that he's a colleague from your work, but he's mean and does nothing but snide comments at you. You quickly come to find he's an outcast among the other employees, but not because of his personality- it seems that the others never liked or listened to him. It also happens that, whenever you bring food for everyone to enjoy, it 'disappears', and Leaon's waist expands... You figure out what type of person he is, and decide to give him kindness and food despite his mean defense mechanism. You two get to eat together several times, and each time Leaon gets too full to move or leave, and gets a definitely chubby belly, that his shirt can barely cover anymore. Before the other employees notice and make fun of him, you decide to give him a unmistakably playful 'teasing' about his soft middle; and as you do so, you see it in his eyes- Leaon is not only hopelessly turned on, but he melts under your words. From then on, he wants to spend as much time as possible with you, and want you to tease him on getting bigger. When he reaches his goal weight, he gets extremely turned on by how big he is and is your new loving, not mean anymore, healed from rejection fat boyfriend.

[beeseverywhen]

god the duality between 'I don't want someone in my house' and 'yeah I'd like my own kids and no way I'm doing that alone'

[dbphantom]

Do you think these 4 people know that at this point I've pack bonded with them and would kill and die for them if they asked

[dailymanners]

Tips and ideas for how to respond when someone is being rude to you

For personal reasons I won't get into, I have a history of just freezing when some is rude / hostile / aggressive / condescending / patronizing / etc. It's obviously not something I'm happy about at all, most people who freeze or fawn aren't happy about it and would change it if they could.

One day I confided in my co-worker, a middle aged woman in her 50's, that this is something I struggle with. Considering how confident and assertive she always struck me as, I was shocked when she told me this is also something she's struggled with.

The advice she gave me is to just memorize and practice a few broad statements or reactions that you can pull out of your pocket so to speak when someone is being rude or disrespectful to you. It's not easy if you're someone who's been conditioned to freeze or fawn, but practice helps. Practice saying these things when you're alone. Put up a sticky note next to your bed or on your bathroom mirror with these phrases and practice them when you see them. Practice saying these with a partner or trusted friend, role-play scenarios where you might need to use these phrases.

Here's a few phrases that have worked for me. The nice thing about them is that they tend to shut down the situation rather than escalating, while still letting the aggressor know that you don't find their behavior acceptable.

"Are you okay?"

This works well in professional settings, because it's not like your work place's residential bully can run to HR about you asking if they're okay (but they might if you try to retaliate and give them a taste of their own medicine). However, it still effectively sends the message "I think there's something wrong with your behavior and don't accept it". It's also not likely the response they're expecting, so it'll likely throw them off and prevent further verbal aggression.

"Could you repeat that for me? I didn't catch what you said."

This one is most effective for people you believe to actually have a conscious and might regret what they said if they actually thought about it a little more. I find that often when I do this one, when people repeat the rude/snippy/patronizing/etc thing they either shamefully stumble over their words and show some remorse, or they change altogether what they say. In the off chance they don't regret what they said and end up repeating exactly what they said, this at least buys you some time to think of a better reaction since you're no longer caught off guard by a sudden rude and snippy remark.

"Can you explain what you mean by that?"

Similar logic to the last one. Often when people are being rude/snippy/patronizing/etc they're caught up in their own emotions in that moment and didn't think it through. This is a polite and civil way of putting their rude behavior in the spotlight and making them reconsider what they said. The other advantage to this one is that in case you did misread their intentions and they meant no harm by what they said or did, this gives them an opportunity to clarify that, instead of you just feeling bad over a statement or actions they actually had no ill intentions with.

If anyone has any further examples of reactions / responses / statements that have worked for them, I'd love to hear about them. I'm new to studying the art of how to civilly yet effectively shut down bad behavior from others, so I'm always open to hearing more suggestions.

[valiant-portabella-pirkko]

listening to my Tideturners playlist was a mistake because I am having SO many feelings about the Sidewinder again.

she's not just any AU of Mai Trin; she's a version who's endured the absolute worst case scenario and lives every day in fear of losing everything all over again. but her story flips the entire narrative of Guild Wars 2 on its head; it's all a matter of perspective, and hers comes from an entirely different angle than we're used to.

what is a monster? as they say, to a bird, a cat is a monster.

the Sidewinder's monster is the Commander.

the first Commander she ever met was a tyrant who set the world on fire just to watch it burn. nothing could stop his rampage until there was nothing left to destroy. he made Scarlet Briar's war look like a playground scuffle; in fact, he did it by killing her and seizing her army to do it with. the Sidewinder doesn't have to wonder what a rogue Commander is capable of at their worst. she KNOWS.

and she also knows that if even a single one knew about her outpost, about her, about her people, and decided they were a threat to get rid of, there's absolutely nothing she could do to stop them. the most she could hope to do is be enough of a speed bump that the rest of the Turnabout can escape and make her sacrifice worthwhile.

she's spent decades building up a new world, a new society, and a new identity-- and in a split second a single person could bring it all crashing down. that absolutely terrifies her. it's all so fragile.

a major part of the Sidewinder's personal arc has to do with overcoming that dread to find common ground. because, truth-be-told, much as she'd insist otherwise? she's not so different from the Commander herself. she's fought long and hard to become someone worthy of the trust and respect that so many refugees from so many, many different worlds have placed on her. it's not enough to have it, she wants to DESERVE it. and even if she'd claim she's not there yet, most would agree she's succeeded. she's the beating heart of the Turnabout; none of it would exist without her. she's given all of them the hope that the heroes of their own worlds couldn't.

Mai Trin never wanted to be a leader or a hero or a politician. but as the Sidewinder, she's become all three out of necessity. she had no other choice. no one else was left alive to do it in her place.

so she puts on her mask, and she steps onto the stage, and she talks big, but deep down she knows that if the worst case scenario came back, there was nothing she could do to protect them, not on her own. the only thing that might stand a chance is another Commander, and is she really prepared to take a risk like that? is she willing to put it all on the line to fight for a future without fear?

and even if they are the right choice, even if they do agree to help in spite of it all... can she put one of the last good people at risk, knowing just what horrors they'd be up against? facing someone who's killed others like them a hundred times over, allowing them no rest even in death as their shambling corpses are conscripted into his undead army? how can she, in good conscience, expect anyone to face something so horrific with stakes as high as THAT? which is worse; that they turn against her, or that they trust her and die, adding another force of nature to their enemies' ranks? the Sidewinder doesn't know the answer to that question, if there is one.

there's so much weight on every choice she must make, and the consequences of every wrong move are unfathomable. she might not be the Commander, but that, at least, is one thing they have in common. the decisions they make will decide who lives and who dies.

all the Sidewinder can hope is that when she finally does make that leap of faith, she'll be ready to handle whatever results lay in store.

[erb23]

Re-watched the Rugrats Go Wild, and now I remember why I love crossovers so much.

[tbaluver]

Hello! Love your writing for the LADS men!! (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟFor a request, I'm wondering how do you think they'd take our ring size when he's decided to propose? Thank you! ♡

How They Get Your Ring Size- The Love And DeepSpace Men

featuring ( in order ): xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus, caleb genre: fluff fluff a/n: hihi anonnie! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ this is such a cute request i hope i did it justice ! ♡(˃͈ ˂͈ ) oh to be married to them is such a dream .·°՞(¯□¯)՞°·. i hope you this was alright and that you enjoy reading! (∩˃o˂∩)♡⋆˚✿˖° any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!

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Xavier:

Xavier would unfortunately end up asking Tara for help. As much as he wants to handle this alone, he knows he can’t risk the ring not fitting when the big moment comes. Xavier's determined to make that day perfect and memorable for you if it means getting the size right and talking to your friend. While he knows Tara is a close friend of yours, he doesn’t quite understand why she’s so excited, like she’s the one who’s about to propose.

He keeps the conversation brief. The plan is simple, Tara takes you out window shopping, guiding you toward the rings and trying to figure out your size without you suspecting anything. Once she sends the info to Xavier, he won’t have to hear from her again, at least he hopes.

Zayne:

As Zayne gets ready for work, he quietly approaches your jewelry box. He knows how much you cherish the promise ring he gave you, given how much you wear it, and though Zayne remembers your size, he figures it wouldn’t hurt to be sure. Carefully, he slips your promise ring along with his mother’s engagement ring he planned to give you into his pocket.

A small smile curls on his lips when his phone buzzes with your message, asking if he knows where your ring went with a string of multiple apologies. He smiles, knowing how often you wear and treasure it. He can’t help but picture how perfect it would look with his mother’s engagement ring.

Rafayel:

Beads of sweat trickle down his forehead as you softly snore beside him. He carefully reaches for your hand, his fingers trembling as he attempts to slip a thin string around your ring finger. However, each time he nearly finds the size, you shift or make a sound, making his heart race. He freezes in his spot, convinced you’ll wake up and catch him in the act, ruining everything. He curses Thomas internally for giving him this idea.

In the end, he decides to take matters into his own hands. He’s crafted many things for you, including the jewelry he gifted you. He crafts several rings in different sizes, so when you’re fast asleep, he’ll quietly slip one on your ring finger, testing to see which fits just right.

Sylus:

Getting your ring size wasn’t a challenge for him. He didn’t even have to break a sweat. After all, he’s given you plenty of rings over the years to know exactly what size you wear. All he needed to do was take one of them to the jeweler, double-check the size, and make sure the wedding ring design matched what you’ve been dreaming of.

Finding the right design was almost easy. Sylus always pays attention to the styles you like and preferences but wants to make sure. Luckily, he has a little crow who watches over your shoulder and keeps him updated with all the details. Sylus can pick out the perfect ring with that info, making everything just right when the proposal day comes.

Caleb:

Caleb would use nostalgia as a benefit for this scenario. “Hey, pipsqueak….doesn’t this ring look like the one we used to play house with when we were kids?” He gives a soft chuckle, holding the ring out to you. Little did you know that he purposely designed it to resemble the childhood ring just so he could estimate your size, all while keeping his cover under wraps.

His heart beats loudly, and he hopes you don’t hear how loud the thumps are in his chest. “Let’s see if it still fits.” He tilts his head with a soft smile as he gently takes your hand and slips the ring onto your finger. “Well, how does it feel, Miss Pipsqueak? Too tight orr too loose?” He asks with a playful smile, hoping it will mask his nervousness while mentally taking notes for the jeweler later.

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