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skrrri4theo · 1 year ago

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pairing: theo x fem!reader

genre: smut 🔞 (mdni)

warnings: fwb to ???, dom!theo, unprotected sex, theo and reader get a little drunk but they kinda have a high alcohol tolerance, blowjob, a bit of choking.

summary: one night, theo finally recognizes that he has feelings for you after having the best orgasm of his life with you, but...will it turn out well?

theo lets out a groan as he lies down on the cold floor of his room. he had just finished doing a random workout routine he found on youtube just to kill time while waiting for you to arrive at the apartment that you both had mutually decided to share. it was the best option for both of you for two main reasons: the first was that it would be easier for you to maintain yourselves if you split the household expenses, and the second, and even more important, to spend more time together. there was no denying the fact that you loved being with each other, doing whatever as the best friends you had become, and also the sex between you both was phenomenal, but it was just that...right?

theo was still lying on the floor, trying to steady his breathing, with his forearm covering his eyes and his mind drifting among the many thoughts that had been tormenting him lately. these thoughts all boiled down to one thing, or rather one person: you.

it wasn't that he was bothered by the fact that you were on his mind—not at all. after all, you were his best friend. what "bothered" him was the way he thought about you. the way he remembered every single detail about you, even the most trivial and insignificant ones. the way your laughter, your voice, even your moans made his heart race ridiculously fast inside his chest. the way he felt so empty when you weren't by his side, or how he had become the #1 fan of listening to your stories no matter how boring they were for others.

"why can't i stop thinking about you? why do i have to do it this way?" he asks himself as he sighs and moves his arm away from his face. he really didn't know the reason why it was specifically you that was hanging around in his head? or maybe he was so stubborn as to not want to accept the fact that perhaps he had broken your mutual agreement of "no feelings, just sex"? whatever it was, he didn't want to think about it right now.

he closed his eyes, and a few seconds later, he heard the front door open and then close. moments later, some knocking on his bedroom door made him startle a bit. "y/n? the door is open, come in" he says aloud, knowing it's you. then you peeked your head out and smiled tenderly at your friend, uttered a soft "hi" and then entered the room fully, your hands behind your back holding the reason why you had arrived later than usual.

theo propped himself up on his elbows to observe you. you were wearing a tight black skirt that reached just above the middle of your thighs and a white strappy top that resembled a corset, with lace details that deliciously accentuated your tits, those that drove your best friend so crazy. in fact, everything about you made him lose his mind, from your hair, your shoulders, your boobs, your abdomen, your waist, your ass, god, that ass was his biggest obsession and downfall. he loved how it felt under his hands, its size, its shape, your legs, everything about you. not to mention your face, your expressions when you laughed, cried, got angry, or your expression of total pleasure when he fucked you mercilessly in any corner of the apartment. theo bit his lip as his gaze roamed over every part of your body with total brazenness, stopping only when his eyes met yours. you let out a snort.

"what's so funny?" he asks with genuine curiosity.

"are you done eye-fucking me yet or do you need more time?" you replied somewhat amused and watched as he framed a sly smile on his face that could make anyone weak in the knees.

"baby, believe me, if you give me more time i'm gonna do more than just fuck you with my eyes, is it my fault you look so sexy right now?"

you decided to ignore his comment (and your burning cheeks) and shrugged, then you slowly approached him and then sat down on the floor next to him and he sat up to be in the same position as you.

"what you got there by the way?" he asked glancing behind your back, but you were quicker to pull out the bottle of wine, today you wanted to have a good time with your dear best friend and fuck buddy.

"tada! look what i bought. tell me i'm not the best friend anyone could have?" you asked, battering your eyelashes at him and expecting a "yes" in response. theo took the wine bottle, admiring it for a moment before answering your question.

"yes, y/n, you're the best for remembering your best friend's favorite wine brand"

best friend. his own words echoed in his head and, inevitably, the smile on his face faded gradually as his thoughts grew louder.

"hey...did something happen? you were gone all of a sudden" you asked with concern, placing a hand on his shoulder.

theo snapped out of his mini trance and looked at you intently, finally saying everything was fine. he didn't understand why he suddenly got bummed out since, in the end, he was nothing more than that, your best friend...with whom you occasionally shared orgasms.

"alright, i'll go get a couple of glasses, i'll be right back" you said, but he stopped you with a hand on your wrist "no need, we can drink from the bottle" he gives you a smile and you nod in agreement.

"and...may i know what you were doing before i arrived?" you asked, watching as theo opened the bottle, the way his veins stood out prominently from the effort making you swallow and wet your lips. he interrupted your perverse thoughts with his answer.

"just a workout routine i saw on youtube, nothing special" he said casually, taking a sip from the bottle after uncorking it, then passing it to you to do the same. you took it and drank a long sip without taking your eyes off his.

if there was one thing you loved the most about your best friend, it was undoubtedly his eyes. his gaze so commanding and intense that it could make anyone give in to him. you loved how his eyes seemed to transmit what words couldn't, you loved how his gaze would pierce into you and begin to undress you and devour you with it, shit, you loved how his eyes sought yours in the most intimate moments, when he was sunk into you, when he was between your legs, when his cock was touching the back of your throat, you loved all of that...and you loved him. it wasn't something you could deny, at this point of your "situationship" it was impossible for you not to feel more than a simple attraction and friendship for the one you called your best friend, you didn't know for sure if he was experiencing something like that too, but if that wasn't the case, it wasn't that you would mind having what you had with him forever.

a snap of fingers made you wake up from your trance, theo had his hand in front of your face and when you turned to see him, he had a mocking gesture in his.

"damn, i know you love my lips, but that much? you stared at them for like a minute straight without even blinking" he said before chucking. your cheeks tinged with a subtle red and you rolled your eyes at his egocentrism, but you didn't deny it, as it wasn't a lie.

approximately two hours passed, the bottle of wine was empty on the floor, neither of you realized at what point the time had passed because between laughter, chats and flirting, you lost track of it.

you were lying on theo's lap (who seemed unaffected by the alcohol) while he played with strands of your hair and looked at you attentively as you hummed a melody.

"what song is that?" he asks "i don't know" you laugh a bit "i think i'm a little drunk and right now i don't remember" you pouted.

he found you adorable and smiled. he stopped caressing your hair to focus entirely on your face. the way your eyes looked up at him from below had him engrossed. they were so beautiful that he could stare into them for hours and get lost in them. his gaze then shifted to your nose, which he found to be the cutest and most endearing feature about you. after a while, his eyes lingered on your lips, the ones he loved to kiss and feel all over his body, the ones he yearned for day and night, the ones he loves to have and feel around him...shit, he needed to control his thoughts.

unconsciously, he runs his thumb over them, tracing the outline of your lower lip, feeling its softness, and then slides it into your mouth. he bites his lip and takes a deep breath when he feels you sucking on it and your tongue playing with it.

"fuck, y/n" he whispers, to which you respond with a "mhm?" accompanied by an innocent expression on your face that drives him crazy, he removes his finger from your mouth and his hand now goes to your neck to squeeze it slightly, you gasp.

"you love to provoke me, don't you?" he says a little close to your face so as not to miss any expression you make, "maybe" you reply and smile provocatively before sitting up, ending upon your calves.

"taeng...i need you" you let him know, running your hand up and down his thigh desperately and with a pout formed on your lips, theo can't resist and kisses you, you reciprocate his kiss in the same desperate way as you move closer to his body and run your hand over his boner above his pants, he lets out a sigh, grabbing your hand and applying more pressure on his bulge, you lower your gaze toward it and biting your lip, you look him in the eyes.

"i'm feeling so horny, taeng, i need to choke on your cock" you said without any shame and pressing his dick harder. he hums and smiles mischievously at you, then grabs a handful of your hair in his hand and pulls you to his face, speaking dangerously close.

"and what are you waiting for, doll?" he asks and his gaze falls on your lips that were red and swollen due to the intense makeout from a few moments ago, "stop talking and put that pretty little mouth of yours to work" and without further ado, you grabbed the elastic of his pants along with his boxers and pulled them down, theo lifted his hips a little to make it easier for you to undress him, you licked your lips as you saw his hard cock pop out and land on his abdomen, his red tip already spurting pre-cum.

you didn't hesitate to wrap your hand around it, giving it a gentle squeeze that made theo throw his head back and moan, that prompted you to move your hand up and down, not before spitting some of your saliva on it. the expressions of pleasure on your best friend's face were a total delight, you loved how his adam's apple went up and down and his soft gasps faltered as you increased the speed of your hand on his member; this man was a god at his finest.

"a–ah, y/n, use your mouth, you said you would" he looked at you pleading "please, suck me off" you clenched around nothing at his request and decided to obey, getting on your knees without stopping your ministrations on his dick, him following with his eyes every move you made, you leaned your torso down and started kissing his length, starting from the tip all the way to the base, occasionally giving him little licks.

theo's moans were soon heard, he was stroking your hair softly, enjoying the sensation of your tongue running all over his cock and each of the veins that were visible on it, squeezing his eyes and lips when you ran it over his sensitive tip and stopped there for a while to draw circles on it.

you were so immersed in it that you were surprised to feel a slap on your ass. you whimpered and squeezed his cock in response. he hissed, and the same hand that had spanked you was now holding a fistful of your hair tightly to make you look at him.

"i know what you're doing, stop teasing me and put it in your mouth for fuck's sake", you couldn't even react to his words because he guided your face towards his dick, grabbing it by the base and brushing the tip against your lips.

"open" he said in a demanding tone, his husky voice making you wet your panties even more. you obeyed and he let out the most delicious moan when his cock finally made its way into your mouth. not wanting to waste another second, you started sucking it and bobbing your head up and down, slow and controlled. theo was addicted to your blowjobs...and to you, but you didn't need to know that, right?

you began to increase the speed of your movements while helping yourself with your hands, at times trying to take it all the way down your throat. gagging and wet sounds filled the room along with your best friend's moans and grunts.

"yes–fuck, just like that, oh my god" he closed his eyes and threw his head back, enjoying what you were doing to him, "shit, why do you have to be so good?" he managed to say without his voice breaking from the pleasure, and you responded with a muffled moan. then he realized that he didn't want anyone else to have you this way, nor did he want you to make anyone else feel this way, he wanted you all to himself. maybe it was selfish, but at this point, he didn't care.

just thinking that there was a possibility that someone other than him might have you made his blood boil within his veins, something that honestly surprised him since he had never experienced such a thing as "jealousy" before with someone else, which at this moment his own thoughts were generating in him. he then leans against the wall behind him, and with one hand on the back of your neck and your hair tangled in the other, he moves your head up and down on his cock, caring little if you can't breathe, or if you gagged each time the tip touched the back of your throat, or the tears that threatened to spill from your eyes. you could only grip his thighs and let him use you at his whim. maybe he was being a bit rough and harsh with you, but you honestly loved it.

you heard him mutter something under his breath that you couldn't understand because of the dirty sounds his cock was making as it fucked your mouth, but you didn't pay it any mind.

theo lets out a deep, rough moan that sends shivers down your spine "fuck, wait," he tells you as he stops the movements of your head "i don't wanna cum yet" his heavy breathing and the way his jaw was clenched indicated he was close "i need to fuck you" he pulls you closer to his face and run his tongue over your lips, tasting his own essence in the process "and i need you to fuck me" you whispered with a sensual and a pleading tone.

both of you got up and made your way to the bed between kisses and groping. he laid you down on the bed, and his kisses moved from your mouth to your neck, where he left visible marks. you both had agreed not to leave evidence of what you did behind closed doors, after all, only the two of you knew. you wanted to scold him for that, but the only thing coming out of your mouth were small moans of pleasure. even so, you managed to say "you seem a bit possessive today" while he continued to leave wet kisses all over your neck and collarbones "is that a bad thing?" he asked, very close to your ear, taking the opportunity to bite your earlobe.

and...no, it wasn't bad, in fact you didn't dislike it at all, but of course you wouldn't admit that out loud, so instead of responding, you took his hand and directed it under your panties, making him feel how wet and needy you were, you moaned from the contact and watched him lower his gaze to where his hand was, he licked his lips as his fingers moved, enjoying the slippy sensation of your pussy.

"god, you're wetter than ever," he looked into your eyes and inserted a finger inside you, causing you to gasp and tighten around him "and as tight as always" he added a second finger, moving them in and out of you at a steady rhythm. it felt good, but nothing compared to the feeling of being filled by his pretty cock.

"taeng, please...i can't take it anymore," you whined "i need you to put it in me now" you knew he couldn't resist your pleas, especially when you made that slutty face, hungry for his dick.

"i love hearing you beg for my cock, you want it that much, doll?" a smug smile appeared on his face as he held his still-hard cock by the base and began stroking it in front of you.

"hm yes, i need it deep inside me" you bent your legs and spread them apart, running your panties to the side, showing him where you wanted him. theo almost drooled at the sight you provided "i want you to fuck me 'til i forget my own name" and you rubbed your fingers in your own wetness. theo exclaimed a "fuck" and decided not to waste any more time. he placed one hand on your inner thigh while the other grabbed his cock and torturously slid it over your folds, drawing random shapes on your clit with the tip. oh, he loved teasing you.

"you want me to go crazy, don't you?" you shot him a frustrated look "what are you waiting–oh fuckkk!" you couldn't even finish the sentence because theo interrupted you by shoving his cock completely inside you, and without waiting for you to adjust to the sensation, he started ramming you brutally against the mattress, his hands squeezing the back of your thighs so hard that his fingers would surely be marked on them.

"you wanted this so fucking bad, huh?" he spat, wrapping his hand around your neck and then lowering his face to the level of yours to whisper into your lips, "now take it" he bit your lower lip with some force before releasing it, you couldn't hold back and moaned against his mouth, your eyes rolled back as theo freed your breasts from your pretty blouse and started sucking on your hard nipples, straightening up a bit only to take off his shirt and return to them, nibbling on the rest of your tits.

"hmm, they're so perfect," you blushed at his comment, he was being too flattering "i love them" he finished saying before pulling away from them and grabbing your waist to keep fucking you hard, both of your moans gretting louder. you delighted in the view of his torso with a light sheen of sweat, the delicious expression on his face reflecting pure pleasure, with his eyebrows furrowed, his lips slightly parted allowing you to hear his groans and sighs, his long, silky hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat. at the sight, you couldn't help but squeeze your walls around him, causing him to let out a loud moan.

"d–don't do that", you ignored him and did it again, both of you moaning at the same time. he then stopped his thrusts, staying inside you. "fuck, i almost came" he said in a low voice, breathing even more heavily. you'd be lying if you said you weren't close to coming as well.

"and why did you stop?" you asked, another pout appearing on your face as you caressed his arms, "i didn't want to do it in this position" he replied as he pulled out of you and chuckled at the confusion on your face "i want you to ride me, baby" then he lay down with his back against the bed and patted his thighs, giving you the invitation to come to him, you stripped off your skirt and panties and he did the same with his pants and underwear, without wasting another second you positioned yourself on top of him, with your legs on either side of his body, you took his cock and ran the tip along your folds before slowly sitting down on it, you both cursed, you for feeling full of him again and him for feeling the warmth of your tight pussy.

"shittt, you feel so good, y/n" he praises you, holding your waist with both hands. you start moving your hips up and down, with your hands resting on his chest to help you go faster and faster. you stop for a second when your best friend pulls your blouse over your head to take it off, leaving you both completely naked. his hands instantly go to your tits, squeezing them and making circles on your nipples with his thumbs, enjoying the sounds coming out of your mouth and your ecstatic expression. now your hips were moving in circles and you felt his cock vibrating inside you as he let out growls that only made your pussy get incredibly wetter.

"ahh, y/n, you're gonna drive me crazy if you keep moving like that" he was able to say without his voice coming out choppy and with his hands gripping your hips too tightly. theo looked at your figure on top of him; your body all sweaty with your hair messy, your breasts swaying to the rhythm of your movements, your look of pure lust, your flushed cheeks and your lower lip caught between your teeth. definitely a sight worthy of a postcard, a sight he would never tire of admiring, a sight he would hate to share with anyone else. he didn't want anyone else to see you the way he sees you, he couldn't bear it...not anymore.

he needed to make you his, to make you feel his, so he took your arms and pulled you towards him to kiss you with an intensity and desperation that was hard for you to match. theo planted his feet on the mattress, grabbed you by the waist and began to pound into you frantically from below. you audibly gasped at the new rhythm and your mouth hung open, but no sound came out. you lifted yourself off his chest and turned to look at your best friend, his gaze burning into you. it was so laden with desire and another emotion you couldn't decipher.

"fuuckk, it feels so good, taeng, don't you dare to–ahh, fuck–stop now" you warn him with your arms trembling on his chest, trying to stay upright, "i'm not planning on doing it, angel" your heart skipped a beat hearing him call you by that nickname, and you inevitably blushed even more than you already were. you just hoped he hadn't noticed.

you lay completely against his chest and buried your face in the crook of his neck, trying to muffle your moans that were turning into screams. the hands that were gripping your waist made their way to your ass and squeezed it as theo impossibly increased the speed with which he fucked you, his pelvis slamming into yours at an unrestrained pace.

"fuckfuckfuck keep going, mmhgg" you felt like you were in heaven. at this point, you were so ecstatic that nothing else was on your mind but your best friend. the way he was making you feel couldn't compare to other times; he was being so rough, and you loved it like that.

after a while, you felt him throbbing inside you and you knew he was about to cum, because of that and how his moans were getting more and more audible and his thrusts more erratic, his face twisted in pure pleasure, and the way he clung to your body as if his life depended on it.

"ahhh, shit, y/n, i–i'm fucking clos–holy f...uck" he uttered weakly "please, cum inside me, baby, i want you to fill me up" you beg agitatedly in his ear "fuck– i will" he says, continuing to assault your pussy and wrapping his arms around your waist, making your bodies even closer together, if that was even possible.

the lewd sound of him rapidly thrusting in and out of you along with the sound of your pretty moans and your throbbing cunt sucking his cock led him to the most devastating orgasm he had ever had, he sunk his teeth into your shoulder and clenched his eyes shut as he released everything inside you, just as you had asked, staining your inner walls white with his hot seed, you followed him only a second later, calling his name between whimpers, panting and tensing your muscles, relaxing them when the orgasm faded.

it was so intense. that's how you and theo would describe what you just experienced, no more, no less, you could still feel your hearts beating a thousand per hour even after a minute of such an explosion.

"wow" was all you could say, "wow, indeed" theo exclaimed, trying to catch his breath. you shuddered when you felt his fingers gently and delicately caressing your back, "what was that?" you asked once you had calmed down.

"that...was one of the best orgasms i've ever had, if not the best" you didn't know why his response made your heart beat like crazy again, but for some reason, you were happy to hear that.

"you're welcome" you look up at him with big eyes and give him a sincere smile. he smiled back, and you were about to get up to clean yourself as part of the routine, but theo didn't let you, pulling you close with his arms "wait...let's stay like this for a little while, okay?" you were confused but didn't object. after all, you didn't mind being like this with him, so you let him.

the way he was stroking your hair, your back, your arms, it all felt so...intimate, even more than other times. i mean, yes, you'd had countless encounters that ended with you on top of each other, but nothing beyond that. this time it felt different; it was different, and both of you knew it.

"do you wanna know what i was thinking while you were on top of me?" he blurted out "hmm?" you lifted your head to look at him and noticed a soft smile adorning his beautiful face "i was thinking about how pretty you looked, how perfect it would be to have you like that just for me and how fucking jealous i would be if others could appreciate that" you saw him get a little frustrated "fuck, what i'm trying to say is that...i like you, a lot" he finally admits "i don't know how it happened and i don't know what to do about it, but the only thing i know is that i don't want this to ever end but i don't want you to be someone else's either" he sighed heavily and closed his eyes, feeling the regret setting in and thinking about what to say next to avoid an awkward silence, but you interrupted him before he could add anything else, "let's take a chance" you said without thinking, your heart was beating frantically inside your chest since theo started confessing to you so suddenly "we could make it work" your best friend's face...or well, you no longer knew what your relationship would be from now on, lit up and he felt a great relief knowing that maybe (undoubtedly) you felt the same way he did about you.

he took your face in his hands and kissed you, hoping that kiss would convey all the unspoken emotions he hadn't been able to express with words.

"so...would you like to be only mine, handsome?" you asked playfully and in a flirtatious way when the kiss ended, looking at him with sparkling eyes as you waited for a response. he giggles and kisses your nose.

"i'm already yours."

a/n: hihi :) this is my first writing ever and omg i'm so nervous but happy at the same time bc i finally got the courage to do something i've been wanting to do for quite some time and now i did it! i've been working on this for so long now and i still don't know if i'm entirely satisfied with what i did, but i hope you guys like it more than i do. btw sorry if there's any typos or grammar mistakes, english is not my first language and i'm still learning day by day hehe :p also this ended up being longer than i expected oopsie.

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tennessoui · 17 days ago

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(This is for that emergency commission thing but ONLY IF YOU WANT TO, OKAY?) So I guess I'm not looking so much for a ficlet as I am for one of your awesome "au summaries" which I'm guessing would be around the same word count or less, so hopefully that's alright.

The prompt: Because of Force Shenanigans™, post-OWK!Obi-Wan gets sent back in time to shortly before AOTC. Just how badly does the spoil Anakin this time around? How flagrantly obvious is he about his attachment? Does he literally seduce Anakin away from Padmé or does he do something else? Does he drop-kick Palpatine off the Senate building?

yapping about an au?? of course i can do this 🫶 thank you so much for donating as well that's incredibly kind of you!!

so the first thing i thought of when i read the prompt is this ficlet i wrote as a prompt fill, where obi-wan is arrested for the murder of the chancellor and anakin doesn't understand why. it's sorta vague as to if he just found out about palpatine being the sith lord or if he's somehow OWK show!obi-wan, back and in ROTS timeline again (which someone suggested and i think is phenomenal), but i like both options especially when you think about like the vibes of obi-wan getting another chance to do it all over and do it right and what he does is immediately clear the way for anakin's happiness without thought to his own future (like i imagine that he sorta wakes up in the old timeline and he knows how many weeks it is til the fall of the Jedi Order and that padmé's close to her due date so he doesn't have time to talk with anyone else or think it through - he just has to act)

BUT in terms of an obi-wan time traveling to aotc and how he acts...ugh im torn!! i think there's something deeply satisfying about the idea of him carefully and lovingly manipulating anakin so to avoid having him make the same mistakes and to avoid losing anakin's loyalty again

but also i feel like obi-wan would maybe feel too bad about doing something so similar to what palpatine did in his time - he'd try to be more free with his affections, but it would feel wrong in his mind cause he knows things anakin doesn't know and there's intent behind these touches that anakin can't understand (intent to give him the affection he needs so he doesn't look for it elsewhere)

and he can't tell anakin the truth because what if he says 'hey i'm not from this timeline. ok cool, you believe me after a bunch of talking about it. that's great. now in the timeline i'm from, you marry padmé amidala---no wait, come back here, you can't do that---and he's gone'

so he feels like he can't pretend to be normal but Better without feeling like a groomer like palpatine and he can't tell anakin the truth because he doesn't trust him not to run off with his future wife again

so maybe he like...sees anakin to his knighting ceremony and then leaves the Order. tells the Council everything he knows that's relevant (leaving anakin out of it as much as he can) and just. leaves. it's the best option.

his only concession to his feelings is that since it's post geonosis so anakin and padmé have already met again and gotten married (????) then he can leave anakin very obvious clues on where to find him without feeling like he's manipulating him away from his future. if anakin chooses to chase after obi-wan instead of be with padmé, then that's anakin choosing that.

obi-wan will accept being found under those circumstances. and then he'd tell anakin everything. but only if anakin made the decision independently first

#asks #obikin #and then of course he'd tell anakin everything slash most everything #and be ready to shower him in that love and affection #like the light at the end of the galaxy wide hide and seek he made anakin play

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tv-opinion · 25 days ago

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breaking my silence: i hate the way tlou game fans act so condescending towards people who enjoy the show. “this sucks, the acting and scenes in the game are so much better” okay do you want an award for having played the game? i’ve played both games and love the show. the game being incredible doesn’t mean the show can’t also be good! (tlou is objectively a good show lol) and i just know that if they had recreated the entire game 1:1, the same people who complain about changes would still whine that they weren’t original enough. the show doesn’t copy the game on purpose, and bella is not meant to be copying ashley. not to mention the obsession with tearing down bella and trying to spread propaganda that they can’t act. absolutely bonkers to me that so few people appreciate bella’s talent, even here on tumblr there’s so few gifsets of just ellie. like i can’t even tell which ep bella is going to submit for the emmys bc there are too many options lol. (i hope they choose either 3 or 7 maybe 6). anyways sorry for the rant you can ignore me but i enjoy reading your perspectives :)

the condescending shit i see on social media on the daily from game fans has me muting them honestly. and i dont want to be mean because i know the game means a lot to so many people but i have zero interest in video games. obviously from the title of my blog i am a huge TV fan and i fell in love with TLOU when i watched season 1. as someone who watches a boat load of television it’s so frustrating to see people a) blatantly misinterpret craig’s writing and character choices that differ from the game and then turn around and say it’s too heavy handed and b) not understand how the television medium greatly differs from the video games medium and that narrative changes are unavoidable. TV audiences want different things.

i’m glad people have been enjoying my daily ramblings about TLOU HBO lmao. and i will also always be on the frontlines defending bella because i’ve said it before you have to be truly delusional to not see how phenomenal their performance has been from the jump.

#anon ask #tlou hbo #the last of us #tlou #the last of us hbo #bella ramsey

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blue-rick24 · 10 days ago

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“ That ain’t no way to talk to your paw. This is! ”

THIS FORESHADOWING OF HOMESTEADER RICK TURNING OUT TO BE BOSS HOG RICK’S OWN “PA” IS CRAZY…

Is B.H.R. exactly his “son” (because he gave notes on his creation)? Or is he more like… [the physical manifestation] of the brainchild of a board room full of Rick-ecutives (Rick executives, lol)? The idea of his conception is… honestly so interesting! And I think we need to talk about it XD

I wonder how upset BHR would’ve been to live with this knowledge, after Homesteader’s reveal, if had he actually survived to remember it? What that would that have done to change his perspective that Cloned Ricks are superior to others?

Clone Ricks are a very good concept that I’m legitimately so grateful the show introduced… then immediately killed off XDD (I don’t mind that they died, honest. They had a tragic existence and were all up to no good… I’m glad the Mortys got out safely. The Ricks were sadly a bit too far gone… most of the surviving ones, anyway. Homesteader had no other options, really, by the end.)

but ffs. fuckin’— Homesteader just revealed that BHR was his “son” just to unnerve him, though. Right before killing them both XD I may still be slightly salty, LOL… I do feel like BHR deserved somewhat better, as much a bastard as he was

Salt aside, I’ve gotta say…. my angst-depraved brain is so excited now to play with the idea that:

…BHR was literally engineered and ‘artificially’ made to be the way he is, and it was ALL to sell some chain fast food for corporate Ricks, no less…!!!? 😧😦😖💓

If you were knowingly in that same position, wouldn’t that totally fuck with your head and self-worth?

Honestly, when you think about it, did they actually engineer him to be fat??? Is the REASON he is an “overweight Southern railroad baron” at ALL… LITERALLY JUST because some Ricks decided he should be??? 😧 JUST to fill the role of a “Big Rick” for the Citadel’s gumbo chain mascot?! FATTENED BY THE NARRATIVE?????!

I mean, I’m certain that these clone-creating Ricks had the capabilities to do so! Homesteader Rick just entered some code and created an 11-foot-tall, absolutely ripped ASF Monster Morty. I’m sure they could initiate the cloning process with a set amount of mass… with a physical design for this Rick in mind. (These Ricks were literally just cooking up their OWN RICK OCS IN THIS BITCH—)

“ Alright, now! Think that’s large enough… ”

- Top Ten Things I would never say while cooking up a big juicy clone Rick 🤤🤤😮‍💨

Homesteader Rick’s face -> AKA my exact face while I’m cooking up a big fat clone Rick mascot for a Citadel gumbo chain fast food restaurant 😏😏😏(😭OMFG)

AND, UHHH… wouldn’t it lowk be so sexy if some Ricks decided you were destined to just be a big fat guy forever? 😳… (okay this is just borderline a…. new sci-fi clone feederism kink [?!?!] genre now ?!! 🤣🤣🤣LMAOOO.) 🥴

(personally though, I would not mind at all if some Ricks literally created me to be a big fat Rick forever— because that’s actually my Rick OC, “Blue Rick”, whom I [also] created myself… and whom I already do wish I could just be sometimes…. just living in a cartoon world carefree and peaceful maybe eating a burger. that’d be so nice. i can’t lie)

That tragedy of BHR… that angst, the lore; It’s all just finally setting in for me now, a week later, lol… sorry, I was both soo preoccupied already with just how sexy he is in every possible way and busy thirsting over the phenomenal voice talents of Ian 🤤🤭 😍😍🥰💞

HELL, they hardly even gave BHR a name in this episode. He notes that his mascot name was “Big Rick”, and his poster tells us that, too. But nobody feels the need to address him by any name. His fanon title of “Boss Hog Rick” literally only comes directly off of his official character model sheet/turnaround, a term the literal Showrunners of R&M denoted him by, just to tell him apart from other Ricks. He has no name… No unique one, anyway.

(Even “Homesteader Rick” and “Arcade Morty” were called by name throughout the episode, but not BHR. Aside from the name of the restaurant’s mascot he used to be, or arguably, still is. He has no name).

He probably doesn’t have much of any true identity, all he knows is how to act like this fake mascot. He’s damn good at it, too, but it’s not really him. He sounds like such a CUTE silly nerd when he stops doing the voice, jesus christ… 🤤🥰🥰💞

It’s probably why he ended up in the position he was in before Homesteader wrecked the place… He calls it “freedom”, but I think BHR may have just wanted to feel justified and more secure about his place in the multiverse, stranded on that little asteroid. What’s more secure than leader of the brand-new Citadel you’re spearheading the construction and repopulation of, and the bosser-arounder of all the entire community of Clone Ricks and Mortys?

You guys saw how eager BHR was to explain to anyone who would listen why he even exists too, right? To “monologue while we wait”? He’s so so silly shfhffbvj …but I think there is a huge potential for some angst here guys 🫢 🥺💗 I LOVE HIM. SO MUCH, HE’S EVERYTHING TO ME- FHCNCM I NEEED HIIIM . SEE YOU GUYS NEXT TIME I OBSESSIVELY RANT ABOUT THIS HANDSOME FUCK 🥹💙💘‼️‼️

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yes-no-maybe-soo · 1 month ago

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Hi again 💕 I hope I'm not coming off as annoying or antagonistic, because I'm genuinely interested in this topic and have been obsessively thinking about it for days now...

Don't apologize for the long response, I love them <3 (I could talk about Sy for hours too hehe). I don't know if you're on Reddit, but before seeing your response to my ask I was already there asking the community about LAR!Sylus too because I wanted to see everyone's opinion on it. Got a lot of responses that boiled down to > Sylus acted the way he did because he was desperate for MC to remember him < and > Sylus resented MC, maybe even hated her for an event that hasn't been showed in the story yet <

Both that you pointed out and expanded on really well in your post. And since I already left really long replies to those comments there lol, I thought it was better to show you the most organized one instead of filling your inbox by making the same points again here.

An addition too, having read the new event story and seen your post: I agree that Sylus probably wasn't angry at MC when they met again. He looks at her with love and talks about her like she's very precious to him and he's more sad than anything about parting ways. It's another reason him being terrible to MC on purpose seems very unlikely.

With what we larned about Sylus in the new chapters, MC has been the driving force for most of his actions in the story. He loves her more than anything and wants to protect her. He's loved every version of this woman, and was waiting for her to reach out for him for years after first finding her again. He values her choices, respects the fact she doesn't remember him and doesn't try to go and meet her. It's not even his idea to take her to Gaia, and when she asks if he brought her there to remember, this is his response

Making it seem like he wasn't in a rush at all. He knew she'd get there eventually, and decided to wait for her to come searching for answers on her own terms.

To me, this doesn't fit the narrative of him being so desperate he felt the need to be forceful, and when he did it, didn't realize he was going too far, even though he knows MC from multiple timelines. + has known of this one for years, aware of how different her life is in this timeline.

I think the writers didn't consider how Sylus knowing about the research center from the very beginning would mess the with idea of him really wanting MC to remember him but seeing himself in a corner where he had to make her get her memories back through the worse ways possible because he had no other options. If he knew and had that much time in-between meeting this version of MC for the first time, learning about her childhood, watching her from afar, and reuniting with her, his reasoning to be desperate and impulsive crumbles. He wouldn't have been surprised by any of her actions and reactions to him, and he would've had the most logical solution to getting her memories back in the palm of his hands. Right...?

This is all making me wish for a rewrite of their reunion in LAR... 😤😖 Sorry if I'm bothering you with my ramblings. Thank you so so much for listening and taking the time to answer me. You're very cool and I love your blog, truly

Oh no I don't think you're being antagonistic! It's fine to have different interpretations ♡ I never claim mine to be more correct or more valid than anyone else's, so in my book it's absolutely fine to disagree with me. After all, none of us actually know the truth yet.

I personally wouldn't chalk up Sylus' incomprehensible actions to poor writing so much as that we're simply lacking too much context as of right now. Because we know that Sylus is a very carefully planned character (he's been in development since 2019) and I do have a huge amount of trust and faith in his team since I have yet to see a single instance of bad writing from them. I think they're phenomenal, and I trust them to know what they're doing with such a carefully planned and lovingly crafted character as Sylus.

I will readily admit to you that the reasoning I gave you has its flaws and issues, the same ones you point out. But as of right now, that truly is the best explanation I can provide you with, and that I can make sense of with what we know re: Sylus and what imo could drive him to act like that. As in out of character and seemingly inexplicably. But in a way, that lines up well with being desperate. Like I stated in my first post, being in an unexpected situation can make you act strange and out of character. It's certainly happened to me, and it's happened to people around me who are usually very calm and well put together. Stress and frustration and hurt tends to make you react in ways you wouldn't otherwise do. And Sylus for all his intelligence and usual calmness and careful planning, is – for lack of better word – human (even though he biologically is not but I mean that he is not infallible. And he is demonstrably capable of losing his head a bit, as it were. LAR is proof enough)

And imo it is pretty plain that Sylus is desperate in Philip's workshop. Just by his facial expressions, particularly during and after his "Make it as strong as possible",

Which brings me to another point you make re: Sylus knowing who MC is and how she would and wouldn't react. Here I have to somewhat disagree with you. Yes, it's true he knows her innate character and has spent time with her in at least two different lifetimes.

But in said lifetimes, MC has had a rough and inhumane upbringing. She has been primed as a weapon essentially in both timelines, and as such doesn't have the same normal childhood or formative years as Linkon MC remembers. Sorceress MC for example holds different values and motivations. She is angry, she is vengeful, she is violent. She is akin to a wildcat, basically. Not to mention that the dynamic she had with Sylus was mutually rougher than present timeline. And Nebula MC had a similar upbringing as Sorceress MC (primed to fight, taken advantage of, no family or friends) so what I'm saying is that the previous versions Sylus knew have had wholly different circumstances than current MC who remembers a loving childhood with grandma and Caleb, and a pretty normal upbringing. Of course these different circumstances would shape the way she responds to situations in each life. And if we look at Sorceress MC vs Linkon MC there are differences, because of again their very different circumstances. So she doesn't respond the way Sylus would expect her to/is used to.

Let's for example look at an instance where Sylus uses dark humor that falls flat, and which I don't think he expected them to.

Because past MC and him shared that slightly darker dynamic and were more similar due to similar circumstances of being hardened by trauma

Then there is his confident "you can handle it" comment when MC is scared of the alteration (proof that Sylus doesn't know all there is to know about current MC and what she can handle or not but just assumes) and – as you say – his shock and pain over learning that MC is disgusted by him over his actions. He obviously didn't expect MC to react like that. Because the past her probably wouldn't. In addition to the fact (or so I see it) that Sylus just genuinely lost sight of himself for a bit in his goal and desperation to resonate with MC. I mean, clearly he did. As he himself recognizes, hence why he is so shaken up and why he betters himself.

And that's why I personally love that scene, as painful as it is. Because it adds layers and depth to Sylus. It humanizes him, ironically enough. It makes him feel both flawed, but also shows that he is mature and capable of change and of recognizing his own faults and failures. It is a hugely important moment.

Now let's get to the point you bring up about Sylus knowing that MC doesn't have her past memories. I agree with that. There is no way he'd expect her to since he certainly read her files. He knows what she's gone through.

Moreover, Sylus has himself experienced being reborn. And the way I interpret the third timelock key, is that – like MC – he initially didn't have them. But one day – whilst facing her in the Arena – memories of their past that should have been forgotten suddenly resurface. Their souls recognize each other, and after, they make a pact to run away together. Which they do.

Whilst not explicitly stated whether MC too regained her memories, I personally believe that she did – or at least fragments. Because if Sylus remembered in that moment, why wouldn't she? It's a fair assumption, I think. And also I think with that being the case, Sylus' reaction in LAR makes more sense.

Let's look at Sylus' plan for reuniting with MC – which was not to meet the way they did in LAR. His plan had been for her to go to Elysium and order the Sweet Evil Trap, and meet that way.

My current thoughts – which will probably be proven false but which does make sense imo with what we know right now – Sylus had hoped that the same thing that happened in the Arena would happen at Elysium. They would come face to face, either their soulbond or Sylus' right eye would trigger something within MC, her memories would come back, and it would be like last time. They'd come together and form a team. MC would recognize him and trust him. They'd be able to resonate.

But as we know, things did not turn out like that. Sylus did not plan for Grandma and Caleb to be blown up, nor to be blamed for it. He did not plan for MC to hate him.

And I don't believe that he anticipated for her memories not returning like last time (as is my current hypothesis). Why else would he say "I guess you don't remember anything"? Followed by "allow me to jog your memory" and forcing her to stare into his eye, which we do know for a fact triggers visions of her past.

I do currently think that that was the point of Sylus telling her to "look at me". To trigger memories. At least that is what he states in that scene.

When that doesn't work... that's when the hurt and the frustration and the desperation sets in. Because he hadn't expected this. Nor had he – obviously – expected for her not to not be able to resonate, or for her Evol to be weak. That's why he takes her to Philip. To get answers, in addition to to altering her to strengthen her resonance.

I think one important thing to remember here is that Sylus was actually absent for a while during and before Under Deepspace. That's why Sherman took over. There were even rumors in the N109 Zone that Sylus was dead atp. That's how long he'd been gone. That's why Sherman was able to do all that he did.

We don't know exactly where Sylus was or what he was doing in his absence (other than that he looks in on MC at two points). But let's say he wasn't watching her all the time. For all he knew Josephine or someone else may have done something to MC during that time.

That's why I think he asks Philip if "they" put in a suppressor. Clearly he doesn't know all that goes on with MC or he wouldn't have asked that. So again, he doesn't have all answers re: MC, and is not sure how to proceed.

Ok so I'll end this here. Please remember that these are all just my thoughts with the current (little) info we have. And despite the flaws with it, it remains what makes the most sense to me as of now because I simply cannot think of any other, and I genuinely don't believe that this is an issue of poor writing as opposed to us simply not having all the puzzle pieces.

So in conclusion – I am not claiming that this interpretation is the correct one. Absolutely not, and I wouldn't be surprised if the story disproves me.

But these are my current thoughts and the best analysis I can provide. I just don't think it is possible to make a theory that makes perfect sense as of right now because we're missing too much crucial info. We'll just have to wait and see.

And if anyone has different interpretations, then that's fine and completely valid ^^ we're all just doing the best with what we've got

#asks #bsksjdjdjdjd #sorry if this is all over the place wrote this while I was in the middle of making dinner and then doing the dishes dhdjfj #i won't have time to answer questions tomorrow and will be busy a lot for the next days so am trying to cram in replies when i can #sylus #lads sylus #love and deepspace sylus #sylus lads #sylus love and deepspace #sylus x mc #sylusmc #lads #love and deepspace

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angelicguy · 4 days ago

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SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS deltarune spoilers:

Finished the new deltarune chapters. Found it really really great- i was worried about how they were going to combine the wacky stuff with actual story momentum and I think they did a great job by essentially separating it into the two separate chapters. The "real" game in chapter 3 was phenomenal- it had the perfect blend of wowww this is fucking creepy and stark without being overt, played on how "off" the original zelda games felt super well- the format of these games always criticize how people play RPGs specifically, so it was interesting to get a version of that with a different genre. honestly wish it was longer, but it was juuust enough developed gameplay to make it feel like an uncanny haze rather than an entire other segment. really really good. chapter 4 was bomb too, a more meat n potatoes for my approach (not killin nothin), way more of a focus on moving the broader plot forward, which after 7 years was absolutely the correct move. made sense pace-wise too- i was initially a little hesitant on the pace after how breakneck chapter 3 was (i think i almost finished it in 2 sessions, each about 2 hours? i had to replay the whole thing to get the secret boss, and that took 40 minutes) but knowing 4 was essentially the opposite tonally it made me appreciate them both more.

I do wonder if the presentation of all of this would have worked better if we just called the entire thing chapter 3- i get not wanting to set standards too high for future chapters length+content, but i still think chapter 2 was the best blend of gameplay, dialogue and secret stuff. how its divided now made chapter 3 feel more like 3/4ths of a full chapter- the lack of hometown segment didnt help with that impression, either.

i make fun of the dialogue often, and i dont think that's inappropriate- it can be really clunky and blunt. susie really does end up repeating the same handful of "i cant believe i have friends!" lines 30 times, ralsei is so obviously more aware of the broader story already. even tennas lines felt like watered down spamton tropes. after years of waiting, i felt a bit silly reading a lot of it- if i could make a single change to the writing, i would cut down on these hit-you-over-the-head obvious "wink wink" moments. in a game with so many well-hidden routes and interactions, i dont know why they have to allude to its weakest themes so often. make me search for it! finding tenna freaking out in the secret spots would have hit a lot harder if he didnt say what was on his mind in the base fights already.

but the games greatest narrative strength is making all the characters feel more in-depth than the average rpg npc- you WANT to interact with them, hear their next line, see what they would say to different dialogue options, etc. its the kind of thing you can't really get from other games and i think is what gives deltarune its energy. its short, but it really does feel like the 4 years it took to make werent wasted- the obsession with every possible outcome being acknowledged and covered, despite being such a linear game, gets me excited in the same way a good book or movie does. \

it feels like a culmination of a very late 90s early 2000s experience with gaming too. all the tropes it plays with dont really exist in the most popular titles of the last two decades, so im really impressed by how well it managed to keep plot that's rooted in what are now VERY OLD RPG mechanics (you controlling kris, who is a different person than you, the player) engaging and independent from the tropes theyre pulling from- you dont need to know about how saccharine and cloying old rpgs are (while i know toby fox is inspired primarily by earthbound, i get more criticism of dragon quest style rpgs here) but if you "get it" in the way the game does, it really adds a lot. undertale was always good, but undeniably 1 note in its presentation a decade after its release. the message in deltarune isnt simply "killing enemies in a video game just to lvl up is mean" anymore, but rather "isnt it strange that the RPG protagonists had entire lives before you take control of them?". i think that line of thinking allows the game to play with the fourth wall in a far more interesting way than simply having a character scold you for your actions- the game is scrambling to keep itself together during the weird route, and as someone who plays a LOT of video games im always thrilled to see something ive really never seen attempted before play out with such depth. So cool cant wait for chap 5

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cerastes · 4 months ago

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what are your opinions on the different weapons you tested? and are there weapons you'll give a try in the future?

Right, my weapon journey!

I started with Longsword and Bow, for I wanted to make sure the samurai would eat slop no more. I mainly used Bow and had a great time with it, particularly enjoying shooting Dragonpiercers from tip to toe, and dipped in Longsword to practice my melee. Longsword was fun, but I didn't get MH combat enough to truly do more than Spam My Big Moves, which felt Bad. I dipped into Dual Blades after a while, and it IS fun but it's also too simple and I thought I was going to develop bad habits without properly Learning first. SO, then I landed on Charge Blade, attracted by its resource management and ability to both do fast slugging in sword and shield form, to then capitalize with the Big Axe form.

And here's where something Magical Happened to me: I loved Charge Blade! I REALLY love Charge Blade and I learned a lot from having access to both a Quick and a Slow form, it taught me both rhythms and how they interact with enemy attacks, and the thing is, what I learned the most from Charge Blade besides this, is exactly how powerful Longsword is.

I was constantly thinking "Longsword has a tool for this" when playing Charge Blade. That's not to say Charge Blade is lacking, in fact, I think it's a phenomenal weapon, but the tools Longsword offer are more apt to my playstyle of being very aggressive while having a counter to fall back on, as well as allowing something like Soulsborne poking gameplay: The two first overheads of its normal combo are great moves to hit and run! So I started doing hit and runs while learning new monsters, and when I had a good gauge of how they fight and what moves are exploitable for counters, I'd drop the hit and run and go full aggressive and try to drill in those counter timings, and using the lessons from Charge Blade to play a good Longsword that properly used all its tools.

I want to try all weapons! Next one I want to try is Dual Blades Now That I Have Good Habits, and Hammer. I did try Lance a bit and I liked it! But again, I want the best habits first before having such a powerful defensive weapon that lets me block and counter things as easily as Lance, but it's super simple and I love its straightforwardness, plus, I think the charging jump attack is phenomenal since it does mount damage, allowing for easy mounts where most other weapons can't get those off.

I tend to use all options in games eventually -- I played all classes competently in TF2 for instance, despite having mains in Heavy and Demoman -- so it's a matter of time more than a matter of if.

#fefeman #dreamhunter

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khaoala · 11 months ago

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Hi, first of all, I hope this ask finds you well 🤗

I wanted to ask, what is your top 10 favorite FirstKhao kisses? 🙃

anon, first of all, thank you for wanting to know but also, you're asking the worst person, because i'm so bad at picking favorites 🥲 excuse me because i was inspired hence the length of this answer. i was also trying my best to procrastinate instead of doing what i was supposed to do (study).

thankfully you didn't ask me to rank them, so in no particularly order of preference we have:

sandray's new year's peck

it's soft, it feels so domestic and sweet. it's just them being happy and content and hopeful for the future. it's great.

sandray's pool kiss

it's such a fucking statement (despite ray not realizing it). the way sand was all stiff when kissing boeing, but when he kisses ray he's immediately into his touch? and how he reaches out to touch ray? how his hand hovers over ray's throat? 10/10.

sandray's smoke kiss

what a phenomenal first kiss, we all have to agree. it's hot, it's gorgeous, and it show so much passion and desire from both parts, honestly. the whole sequence was breathtaking, and i love it. (the way sand pulls on ray's bottom lip and when he kisses ray's hip tattoo? absolute cinema.)

akkayan's "what is our relationship?" kiss

in specific this second kiss out of the three we've got back to back. it's just so cute the way akk keeps saying what aye doesn't want to hear just to get more kisses, and aye happily "punishes" him for it. the way they both smile before and into the kiss. it's for sure one of my all time overall favorite kisses.

sandray's angry kiss

completely different vibes from the previous one. i don't know, it just has such a good build-up. from the moment ray barged into that room i knew he wasn't leaving sand without either getting punched or getting railed. unfortunately, top got in the way for that second option to happen. it's the way ray just takes a breath between kisses and how disoriented sand looked when they were interrupted that does it for me.

sandray's end of the date kiss

it was the perfect end for the perfect day if bostonnick hadn't appeared. were they going to have sex in the balcony of sand's apartment? maybe. but it's not about that. their day together had been perfect. they woke up together, had breakfast together, went shopping together, went to a concert, ate, flirted, ray met sand's mom and sang for him. ray opened up about his mom. they were both on the way to let the other in and give each other a try, and then we know what happened.

akkayan's fantasy kiss

akk has a very vivid imagination. people have talked about this before. how it doesn't start with an actual kiss, but just a cheek kiss, and then it's akk imagining aye wanting him, actively pursuing him romantically, choosing him, kissing him. it's just gorgeous.

akkayan's first actual kiss

"i want to kiss you. can i kiss you?" "if you want me to stop, if you're not okay, tell me. i'll stop." IT'S BEAUTIFUL!!! i'm in awe every time i watch this scene. it's so gentle and tame, and at the same time, it's so heavy with meaning. the way they both feel the kiss? listen, i'm unwell.

sandray's 'sand almost got that d' kiss

no one can convince me sand didn't want to get fucked in that car, and i love how ravished he looks when they are interrupted (again) by mew. but this kiss is here specifically because of the this part where ray so skillfully closes the sunroof with one hand while still kissing sand. i love it. when it came out, i watched this part more times than i'd like to admit.

akkayan's bridge kiss

akkayan's kisses in our skyy 2 were works of art. i lost count of how many times i've watched this kiss in specific. now we know that most of the bridge scene was improvised, hence why akk/first looks amused by aye/khaotung's little pecks before their actual kiss, but it's undoubtedly one of their prettiest kisses. the location, and the sun behind akk's head, the domesticity and sweetness. it's just so so great, i really love it.

special mentions: weed cookie "kiss", cheek kiss after sex and cheek kiss after therapy, because i needed to include them too. they are that special to me.

#anonymous #only friends the series #the eclipse #firstkhao #first kanaphan #khaotung thanawat #th: only friends #th: the eclipse #anon thank you for asking and also i'm sorry for how long this turned out #for someone who doesn't know how to express herself well with words (in any language really) i really like talking my ass off #especially if it's about fk and their characters clearly #also fun fact most of the psd's for these gifs were already on my drafts for like ages now #really a long fucking time #but i never found use for them #and now they were finally used i'm happy

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loudn-mcyt · 1 day ago

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SBK Season 2 Superhero Builds (Pt. 2)

Time for the second post on the new superhero builds for Skyblock Kingdoms 2, this time with Legundo and Nukeri! Part 1 with Piepie and Nature can be found here, and part 3 with Skyelre, Devon, and Quillbee can be found here. The masterpost with all season 1 and season 2 builds can be found here.

Let's get into it!

First up, we have Legundo, the survivalist. The colors here were taken from the colors of his coat and his eyes.

If there's one thing Legundo is known for, it's adapting to and surviving in any situation he finds himself thrown in. Hardcore, 100 days survival worlds, scenarios, strange modpacks - Legundo is adaptable, and given time to prepare, can handle most things the world throws at him. Additionally, I thought it was fitting to have Legundo in the position of someone who could be just another human, but is always just a little ways outside of what you thought was possible.

To represent that, I've designed him with two complementary powers to form the core of what he does - Adaptable, which gives him a limited number of skill points he can shift on the fly to make sure he's always up for what he needs to do; and Prepared, which allows him to set up gear for most things he might need so long as he has a little time to access his supplies (as represented by the 'slow' modifier). Neither of these are particularly powerful, but they do offer him a phenomenal amount of versatility in the kinds of problems he can address.

The other two powers he has are designed to give him options even in those situations where he is caught off guard - his crossbow is his main offensive option, helping him hit quite accurately (and being a little nod to Dominion's piglin!legundo), and his body armor is a subtle addition to his defenses, which are overall balanced to make sure he is ready for anything.

His advantages and skills are also chosen to complement this versatile, adaptive approach. Evasion and Uncanny Dodge make sure he never gets caught flat-footed, while Assessment and Skill Mastery (Insight) let him get a solid read on a new situation. Leadership and Teamwork complement his skills as a team player, and the last few advantages round out his combat flexibility. His skills focus on the things he's likely to need most often: combat skills, insight and perception to see threats coming, and persuasion and stealth to avoid fighting in the first place, with the Adaptable power covering whatever else might be needed.

Finally, there is his complication. Legundo, like all other former members of Dominion SMP in this AU, was a subject of Project Dominion, an organization using human experimentation to combine the dna of extraplanar creatures with that of humans to manufacture super-soldiers. Legundo is their proudest achievement, and until he was set free a short time ago, he was their most effective agent...and the things he did may catch up to him sooner or later.

Next up, we have Nukeri. For him, I chose the color of his eyes and of his halo. I also gave him the superhero name of Nephilim - Nephilim being in some interpretations the children of humans and fallen angels, mixing in both the Project Dominion narrative and Nuke's habit of falling far more often than someone with wings might be expected to.

His abilities and powers are all pretty straightforward, build around creating Nukeri as a divine (or semi-divine) being: high strength and stamina, immunity to a variety of poisons and environmental effects, healing powers, and of course, some big beautiful angel wings. Notably, part of this is that I did not give him the safe fall power. If his wings are restrained, he'll hit the ground hard - after all, it wouldn't be Nuke if he couldn't fall.

Nuke is pretty balanced both offensively and defensively; his high strength lets him hit quite hard, while his balanced defenses coupled with his impervious toughness let him shrug off lighter blows and avoid heavier ones.

His advantages focus on giving him options to work together with others (and represent his general charm), as well as just a little bit of extra luck and drive. His skills are mostly focused on interaction, with some extra little bits to make sure he was ready for a fight.

Finally, there's his complication. As mentioned above, Nukeri, like many others, was experimented on by Project Dominion. Though he has now thrown off their control, he still has to deal with the effects of their meddling, most notably that he has now been plunged into the deep end of divine politics with no preparation or information.

#skyblock kingdoms #sbk superhero au #sbk #Legundo #Nukeri

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tj-dragonblade · 5 months ago

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[Fluffbruary Fic] Learning From Old Mistakes

Fandom: The Sandman Pairing: Dreamling Rated: T Word Count: 1284 Tags: Fluffbruary, Fluffbruary 2025, pre-relationship, future fic, a few years post-reunion, we're ignoring comics canon, mild violence

Notes: This could have been fluffier, but. C'est la vie. Possibly could be the same continuity as Mementos, a few years earlier. Maybe I'll come up with a series name and link them later.

Summary: Hob and Dream are accosted by a thief on their way home one evening

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"Hey—!"

Hob pivots abruptly on the pavement, lunges behind Dream, and there is an answering yelp.

Whirling in turn, Dream finds that Hob has caught a would-be thief—an armed one, no less.

"Fuck off!" the thief snarls, swinging at Hob with a small knife and yanking at his captive arm.

"Don't think so," Hob grunts, letting go to catch the fist with the knife in both hands. He twists the weapon up and out, pushing the man back—away from Dream.

David Brown, nineteen years old, Dream ascertains of their assailant. His life has not been kind.

"Leggo! Lemme go!" David is yelling, but Hob is unswayed.

"No, you think you're going to threaten my friend? Oh, you are very much mistaken, kid." Hob's grin is fierce, frightening. They are fifteen minutes or so from Hob's home, still, a relatively quiet part of the city more industrial than not; there is no one around despite the early-evening hour and Hob has backed David into the alley they were passing, pressed him against the wall. "You picked the wrong target."

David is panicking, Dream can see; he had thought them an easy mark—easy to intimidate, easy to rob, and he does not know what to do now that his minimal plan has gone utterly awry. He lashes out, unrestrained fist swinging for Hob's head.

Hob avoids the hit, twists, punches David in the stomach and David goes down, knife falling from his grasp as he tumbles backwards with a cry. Hob is advancing, ready to hit again, but Dream steps in. A breath of his sand and David is out, dropping into a deep slumber sheperded by dreams of peace and plenty.

"That's one way to end it, I suppose," Hob says, tone almost disappointed, his stance relaxing somewhat. He glances back at Dream. "You're alright?"

"What harm do you imagine he might have done me?" Dream lets his amusement color his voice.

"He meant to rob us, Dream."

"I have no pockets to pick, Hob Gadling."

"Yeah, well. Had a knife, didn't he."

"A sizeable blade, certainly, which surely would have wrought terrible injury to one such as I."

Hob rolls his eyes. "Alright, alright, I get it—I need not come to your defense, you're unfathomably beyond human understanding. Just." He glances down at David sleeping on the ground, tugs at his earlobe. "Maybe I think you're worth protecting, is all. Maybe you deserve someone looking out for you just in case your phenomenal cosmic powers get thwarted."

Dream has not forgotten the first time Hob leapt to his defense, with a ready teacup and fists primed to follow; he had been amused then as well, but this time—

Maybe I think you're worth protecting.

Such words are unexpected, and sit warm in Dream's chest.

He will examine this feeling later.

"Damned hoodlums always looking for an easy mark," Hob is muttering, still looking down at David, kicking lightly at one foot.

"He is homeless, and hungry," Dream offers, "and short on choices."

Hob's face goes through several different expressions in the span of a heartbeat, falling into something like resignation. "Ah, hell." He steps back, sighs deeply. "There's better options than this, kid, c'mon." He takes out his wallet, pulls out a card with the New Inn's logo emblazoned across it. "Dream, can you let him wake?"

"Of course." It is barely a thought to draw David's consciousness back up from his realm.

David blinks awake, startles to find Hob crouched beside him.

"Peace, kid," Hob says, before David can speak. "Not interested in hurting you or pressing charges or anything. Here." He offers the card. "Go to this address. Show the barkeep this card. They'll get you a good meal, no charge. If you need a place to stay, they can put you up. If you're interested in finding work, they can help you out. If you need to get clean they can connect you with the right resources."

"…what?" David is blinking, flummoxed, wary.

"Go to the New Inn," Hob says patiently, indicating the card again. "Show this to the barkeep. They can get you a meal and a room for the night. Can help with finding work and getting clean, if needed. My cousin owns the place and the staff are very hands-on with community involvement and stepping up when people need help. I'll put you in a cab, if you like, or you can walk there in about an hour." He waggles the card.

"…Was set to rob you," David says, then, reaching for the card uncertainly, pausing, pulling his hand back halfway. "Why…why would you—?"

"I've been there," Hob says, matter-of-fact. "I remember starving in the streets. I've hurt people for my own survival. A kind hand made a difference to me more than once. Maybe the Inn can be a kind hand for you. At the very least you can get a good meal."

Tentatively, David takes the card.

Hob calls a cab, pays the driver and sends David on his way to the New Inn, which Hob had sold to his 'cousin' two years ago, effectively leaving it in the hands of the loyal long-term staff he'd gathered over the decades he'd called it home. David is wary and tired, jaded, ready for disappointment, but there is a glimmer of hope within the boy all the same.

"Shall we?" Hob asks, offering his arm once David's cab has driven off; a gallant gesture, accompanied by a broad and charming smile, and that warmth in Dream's chest stirs. I think you're worth protecting. He recalls the way Hob had smiled at him after dispatching Constantine's minions, notes how the smile he wears now is softer around the edges but much the same.

"Of course," Dream says, curling his hand into the crook of Hob's elbow, and the warmth in his chest unfurls a little more.

Hob can't help the way his smile grows as Dream actually accepts his offered arm. He'll say nothing of it, of course; it wouldn't do to spook him. 1889 was enough to drive that lesson home and he has tempered his approach since then.

He can be a patient man, after all. He has had a lot of practice. He'd waited for Dream after 1989 and been richly rewarded for that faith thirty-odd years later. He's allowed to call Dream 'friend' with all sincerity, now, and with meetings far more frequent than once a century, the last decade or so has been absolutely enlightening. He's learned Dream's name, finally, six hundred years or so into their acquaintance. He's been trusted with the truth of Dream's absence from their last centennial meeting. He's been trusted with some measure of explanation as to Dream's function in the universe, and he even understands some of it. He knows that Dream likes his tea with four spoonfuls of sugar, a splash of milk, and a story when possible. He knows Dream better than he'd ever dared to hope he might by now, lending depth and weight to his easy claim of friendship and honestly? Hob thinks he might be starting to feel a little more than friendship, perhaps, but he's definitely not going to examine that possibility any time soon. What he's got right now is more than enough, is cherished and hard-won, and he has the patience to let it grow as it will for as long as it must.

He places his hand over Dream's tucked into his elbow, delighted to have his old-fashioned offering accepted, to be allowed the touch, to be gifted with Dream's small smile in return; together they stroll on through the evening toward his home.

= Started: 1/31/25 Drafted: 2/2/25 Posted: 2/3/25

#TJs Fics #Fluffbruary 2025 #TJs Fluffbruary #Sandman #Dreamling

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