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Armand secretly having so much admiration for Maharet and Pandora, YES? Need the show to go even further than the books, make him bond with them and have one or both of these ladies as a mentor/motherish figure

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Work up a sweat

Sunghoon x reader

Smut

The way that the members are depicted in this story has nothing to do with how they really are or how I feel they are. It is all solely for the storyline so please bear that in mind 🫶

Summary: Your friends got a free tryout with a personal trainer at the gym that they just started at. The handsome PT was VERY hands on with his work and let’s just say, he could make your legs shake from more than just exercising

Warnings: MDNI, Y/N’s friends are low-key pick me’s 🙃, cursing, french kissing, exhibition?, dry humping, oral (f & m receiving), 69, unprotected sex, ass play (f receiving), squirting, use of pet names, just straight up porn (please do let me know if I need to add more warnings 🤍)

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You don’t know what came over you when you agreed to join your friends Amy and Lily for a free tryout with a personal trainer. There was a moment before you all got ready to leave where you considered dropping out, but it would’ve be almost impossible to considering that your friends had been pestering you about doing it for weeks. And also, you didn’t have to pay for this one time session so what’s the harm?

At the moment, you were all waiting for your PT to show up so Amy suggested to warm up on the treadmill for a few minutes. The two of them were busy checking their reflections and taking selfies but you weren’t interested being a part of that. Amy and Lily were the type to use the gym as an opportunity to attract their gym crush of the day. You didn’t blame them though, they were gorgeous (you are too ofc) but it did mean that they kind of use you as leverage to flirt with guys.

Since you were a lot more shy and insecure compared to them, it was easy for them take advantage so you were guessing that they brought you along to feel better about themselves.

“Hey ladies, are you here for a private session?”

The 3 of you turned around and saw quite literally a wet dream in a human form. He wore a white tank top that showed off defined muscles and his black joggers made you all wonder how much he was packing underneath. His gorgeous smile supported with his dimple made you thank the heavens that you decided to join your friends.

“I’m Sunghoon and I’ll be your PT for today”

The three of you gave your names and he shook your hands. However you couldn’t help but notice that when he got to you, he held your hand for a bit longer and sent you a wink. Oh this session is going to be fun.

As you all followed him to the private gym on the second floor, your friends couldn’t help themselves and whispered about how hot he was and what they wanted to do with him. You never would’ve admitted it out loud but you most definitely agreed with what they had to say.

You entered the room and Sunghoon went to the corner to set up the speakers and blasted some upbeat music

“So Sunghoon, are you single?” Lily asked

Sunghoon just smiled and replied “Yes”

And obviously Amy had to pry further “Are you seeing anyone or looking for a partner?”

“No I’m not seeing or looking for anyone. Ok so let’s start with a few stretches” you were so glad he diverted the conversation. You’d rather the ground swallow you whole than listen to you friends’ unbearable flirting.

The 3 of you followed his directions behind him and reached down towards the floor. And when you thought it wasn’t over, your friends started again

“Hey Sunghoon. Could you help me stretch a bit more? I need a bit of a push” the two of them snickered and Lily added

“Me too. I love a good stretch and need you to stretch me more”

You thought to yourself “Omg have I just landed myself in some cringey storyline at the start of a porno???”

Sunghoon, being the professional that he was, turned around and just slightly pushed down on their backs before returning to his previous position in front of you.

Lily then looked in your direction. You weren’t the most flexible person so it was a bit difficult for you to keep your hands planted on the floor

“What is that Y/N? You’re not very flexible are you? You should stretch more” she laughed

If that wasn’t embarrassing enough, Amy had to add on “Sunghoon you should’ve seen her when we tried yoga. It was like watching a grandma haha. Lily and I go often though, we can show you after if you’d like”

Well didn’t you just feel on top of the world right now. You felt like a tomato and it was not because of the stretching

“Please refrain from talking about anything outside of this session. I am just doing my job as your trainer and I would appreciate if we could keep things professional thank you.” You could sense from his response that you weren’t the only one getting annoyed by your friends thank god.

“Ok so we’re going to reach down again but push further and hold it there. To make things easier, close your eyes and it will help you level your breathing”

Both Amy and Lily bent down to stretch but you took a moment to shake off your legs when you saw Sunghoon turn around and walk towards you. He came behind and placed his hands on your waist.

“Let me help you stretch a bit further pretty” he whispered in your ear and lightly rubbed your waist.

You felt the hairs on your neck prick up from his breath fanning again your neck. He then pushed your shoulders down and dragged them down your spine the further down you bent. As he pushed down on your lower back, you felt him slightly grind onto your heat.

It seemed like the other two didn’t notice anything since they weren’t making any noise. You never felt so alert but you could help it when you pushed back onto his crotch. The two of you carried on slightly grinding on each other for the entire stretch until till he brought his hand back to you waist and left to go back to his mat.

“Now we’re all stretched and can get onto the workout”

Damn it already felt like you had a whole work out with how heavy you were breathing. Obviously, Amy had to point out

“Damn Y/N how are you already out of breath. I don’t know how you’re gonna survive whatever Sunghoon’s gonna make you do”

You didn’t say anything back but you saw in the mirror in front a slight smirk on Sunghoon’s face. Oh if only you knew Amy

Throughout the whole session, it seemed like Sunghoon couldn’t keep his hands off you. If anyone was to walk in, they would’ve thought it was just the two of you working out together. Because he made the 3 of you do a circuit, the other two weren’t able to pay attention to Sunghoon feeling you up for each exercise. You didn’t know how much more you could take before you’d say fuck it (quite literally) and just jump his bones. Even if your friends were present.

To your relief, Sunghoon announced that the workout session was over and it was time to cool down. You thought that this would be your time to actually relax your muscles and focus on getting your heartbeat steady again. But instead it started to speed up again when Sunghoon spoke up again

“So the next stretch, you’re going to spread your legs apart and reach forward to put you hands and forehead on the floor”

He got up and added “I don’t want you to injure yourself so I’ll help you with this one”

Oh god

Once again your friend proceeded to stretch and Sunghoon made himself comfortable behind you again and mumbled so quietly that you could barely hear him

“Don’t make any noise princess”

He used his left arm to pull you back and hold you against his chest while his other hand dragged down your front and cupped your heat. You almost let out a gasp but quickly bit your lip to stop yourself. He carried on rubbing his middle finger up and down between your legs and when he dragged it to your clit, he brought his middle three fingers to put pressure onto it and rub circles before repeating the process again.

The view in the mirror in front of the both of you was so dirty yet so arousing. The thought that there was a chance that one of your friends could just look up and witness your act made you feel a bubble of excitement in your stomach

Sunghoon remembered that the two of you still had some company to he quickly ordered “Now keep your heads down and reach over to stretch on your left side”

It was getting more difficult for you to not moan out loud so you moved your head back to lean on his left shoulder and lightly panted into his ear. He turned towards you and leaned in for a kiss. It was so wet and sloppy and made you gush even more. If it wasn’t for the loud music playing, you were sure that your friends would’ve picked up on the lip smacking as you carried on swapping saliva. With a wet smack he pulled away from you lips.

“Ok remember to keep your heads down and now stretch on your right side”

When he went back in, the both of you stuck your tongues out and he started sucking you tongue in and out of his mouth. You needed to feel more so you bent your knees and planted your feet on the ground to start grinding into him palm even more as you both wiggled your tongues together. You felt the heat build up in your stomach and whispered to him

“I think I’m gonna cum”

He pressed your foreheads together and said with a smirk “Not yet baby”

You nearly let out a whine and he reluctantly removed himself from you

“Now slowly lift yourselves back up and slowly stand up”

Although you weren’t the one who had been stretching, you got up with a slight wobble from the uncomfortable feeling of wetness in your panties along with your denied orgasm. The other two didn’t question anything since it had been a hard workout.

Sunghoon clapped his hands together “That’s it for the session! Thank you for your hard work” and bowed

You and your friends thanked him back and went to gather your belongings.

“Wait Y/N, I know you struggle a bit more with your flexibility. Would you be able to stay back for a bit so I can help you out? I would feel terrible if you didn’t feel properly stretched after a workout and you don’t want to pull anything” Sunghoon said to you with a smile. And who were you to turn down such an opportunity

“Oh ok! You guys don’t have to wait up for me if you want to go home and shower?” You really hoped they would leave and not question anything since it was quite sudden. Fortunately they agreed and left, leaving you alone with the hot trainer that hadn’t taking his eyes off your ass.

Once the doors closed he grabbed you by the waist to spin you around and immediately attacked your lips with his in a wet kiss. Both of you tongues fought till he stuck his tongue all the way out into your mouth. He licked all around the inside your mouth and slightly moved back to suck your tongue all the way into his. His hands snaked down to grab a handful of your ass and you finally let out a moan. He took the opportunity to slot his thigh between yours and moved you back an forth over his solid muscles. All of a sudden he stopped everything and panted out

“Ok baby, let’s stretch you. Be a good doll and lie on your back for me” he slapped your ass and went over to lock the doors

When he returned to you, he kneeled at your head and moved you so that your head was on his crotch and you could feel his hard dick “Such a good girl. You take orders well don’t you sweet thing”

You were breathing so hard with anticipation that your squeaked out a small “yes”

He then started to rub his arms down your body, starting from you shoulders, slowly rubbing small circles over your clothed breasts and moving them down to your thighs. He took his time rubbing the creases where your thighs met your crotch and smoothed over the outside of your pussy.

Your breathing was slightly shaky and he could see from the way your chest moved rapidly so he chuckled “Are you nervous baby? You don’t need to be nervous. Daddy will take great care of you. Just take deep breaths for me princess”

As you deeply inhaled, you felt his hands grab the sides of your thighs and pulled your legs up towards your chest. You carried on focusing on your breathing as he stretched your legs so that you were bent in half and he slightly leaned forward to place your feet on his broad shoulders

“God baby what a beautiful sight. Look how much you can stretch pretty. Maybe you were faking it when we were warming up huh?” He teased

When he looked in the mirror, all he could think of was how he could easily he could shove his hard dick down your throat. If he wasn’t already rock hard, he most definitely was now

He then let out a growl and slowly bent down towards your centre “Fuck babygirl, with the way you’re stretching, you make it so easy for me to just… eat… you… up”

Without any warning, you felt his hot tongue run from your clit and all the way down the seam of your leggings and he shook his head side to side, addicted to the smell of your arousal. You could feel him take a deep intake through his nose where your clit was and he carried on licking your clothed core. But he wanted more, so he lifted your hips back off the floor and pulled the back of your leggings and panties all the way past your ass. He was too needy to pull your leggings and underwear off your legs so he bunched them at your knees and used his upper arms to press the back of your thighs down till you were bent in half.

Your head had moved so it was on the mat and his hard dick was almost pressed against your face. You could feel his breath against your exposed pussy as he brought his fingers to spread your glistening lips.

“I’m telling you, this has got to be the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen baby. You’re so creamy and look so tasty”

He took another whiff before saying “Ah daddy’s gonna drink up your juices so well princess”

And with that he dove in tongue first to lap up at your entrance. He tongue fucked your pussy and sucked at your clit harshly. God he thought at this moment that your pussy would be his new addiction and he need to taste it everyday for the rest of his life.

The music playing from the speakers did absolutely nothing to cover the pornographic sounds that came out of your mouth. Even with Sunghoon eating your pussy so deliciously while holding you down so you can’t escape, the sight of his dick on top of you was absolutely mouth watering. You brought your hand up to his hard cock and gave it a squeeze before moving you hand up and down.

Finally, Sunghoon detached himself from your pussy to let out the most delicious moan you’ve ever heard and started to grind into your hand. His moans alone would’ve probably made you cum right there.

“Oh yeah that’s right baby squeeze daddy’s cock. You wanna suck on it too? Lick it like a lollipop my gorgeous girl”

He reached down to his joggers and pulled them down just enough to release his dick. It sprung out and slapped your cheek before resting by your face.

“Suck daddy’s dick princess while daddy eats up your creamy pussy” he growled before eating you out again

You lifted your head off the ground to take his hard, warm dick into your mouth and sucked as hard as you could. The suction made him moan so loud that the vibrations felt more intense than any vibrator you had ever used. You almost wanted to scream from how good his tongue felt. You both carried on making each other feel the most pleasure either of you had ever felt. And the vibrations from your moans only intensified that pleasure.

You were so concentrated on making him feel good that it took you a moment to realise that Sunghoon started to bend your legs further back. Without any warning, his tongue flickered across your clit a few times before it ran all the way down to your asshole. It was the first time anyone had touched your other entrance and it felt so good.

“Oh fuck daddy please do that again. That feels so good” you moaned out and took his cock back into your hot mouth.

“You like it? Such a greedy baby. But daddy will give you whatever you want” he said smugly

He used your ass as leverage to pull you back and forth. His flattened tongue stroked up and down your crotch from your puffy clit to your winking rim.

“Oh shit baby I can’t get enough with your taste. This is the most delicious pussy and ass and it’s all MINE”

The slurping and moaning was so hot and the both of you could feel your orgasms building up. Sunghoon started to rut into your throat and groaned into your pussy. He so desperately wanted to moan out load and let you know how well you were sucking him off, but he wanted you to come as well so he started to suck and vibrate his moan onto your clit.

If it wasn’t for him grinding on your face, you would’ve screamed from the overwhelming pleasure. You needed to cum right now or you’d explode. So you brought your hands to the back of his head and pressed him further into your pussy. He loved the feeling of you using his face to get off that he started to thrust in your face even more. At this point you didn’t care if it was desperate, you just needed to cum, so as you pressed his face in your centre, you started humping vigorously into his mouth. The both of you were getting closer and closer. You wouldn’t stop humping each other’s faces and it was so hot.

All of a sudden, Sunghoon’s thighs started shaking and you sucked so hard as his cum spurted into your throat. It turned you on so much how YOU make his legs shake and how YOU got him to release the most beautiful moans.

He carried on twitching but he still needed to make you cum. He was craving for it. So he returned his mouth back onto your clit and created a vacuum whilst moaning from his own pleasure

“Yes. Yes. Cream in my mouth princess. Daddy wants to squirt all over his face. Drown me in your juices omg. Use daddy’s face. Hump me baby hump me”

So you carried on grinding on his face and quickened your hips when you felt an overwhelming amount of pleasure wash over you.

You screamed so loud as you squirted hard into Sunghoon’s mouth. He was completely obsessed with your taste and drank up everything you had to offer. He held your shaking leg back from closing as he slurped at your entrance.

You laughed and tried to push him away from your overstimulated pussy

“Sunghoon I’m sensitive”

“Uh uh let me drink you up baby. I’m not done cleaning you” you felt him smiling against you

At last, he slowly lowered you legs and moved so he could hover over you and kiss you.

“You did so well baby. Can you taste yourself?” he mumbled against your lips and stroked your hair

The way he looked down at you made your heart skip. This all felt so… natural

“I know this is all fast and probably a weird time, but I’d really like to get to know you. Would you like to go out for dinner with me some time soon? Of course you don’t have to say yes, I completely understand” he started to ramble with a slight tint in his cheeks

How could one be so cute after giving you the best head?

You shut his rambling up with a peck and responded “I would love to get dinner with you Sunghoon”

His precious smile just made you want to squeeze his cheeks! He gave you more pecks and leaned down to suck on your neck

“I’m still so hard baby” he groaned

“Oh yea? You wanna fuck my pussy baby?” You teased back at him

He moaned and begged “Yes please doll. Let me fuck you so hard”

“Ok then Hoonie”

After hearing that nickname and your approval, he quickly stripped you from your clothes and ripped his off himself. His well-sculpted body was everything you had fantasised about in your wet dreams. And the fact that is was paired with the gorgeous face of a perfect man written by females themselves, was just icing on the cake.

He spread your legs and spat onto your pussy (not like you needed it) before easing his way into your heat. His girth stretched you so deliciously that you felt like drooling. It was the most perfect dick ever. And it felt perfect inside you as well.

He rutted into you and stared into your eyes, leaving his mouth hanging open. The sweet melody of your moans together and skip clapping was something that people would pay to get off to. The mirrors were fogging up from the panting and intensity.

“Baby please ride me” Sunghoon panted. He did want to carry of fucking you at his own pace but he was so close to cumming and he really wanted to watch your bare tits bounce in front of him when he came.

You both flipped over and you quickly started to grind on his dick. Now that he had helped you to stretch, your hips were rapid and you angled your clit to drag along his pubic hair. It feels so good omg

Sunghoon looked down at your pussy and the way your juices coated his pubes and pelvis, he moaned out so loud

“You’re so hot oh my fucking god princess. Yes! Ride my dick like that. Can I cum inside you baby?” as he held you up and thrusted up into you, angling his hips to hit your g spot

“Oh fuck yes daddy cum in me! You’re gonna make my cum again”

“Cum with me baby. That’s it”

And just like that, you both came hard. He filled you up so full that it started to leak out of your pussy

You were both shaking so hard that you collapsed and layed on top of him.

You were both trying to catch your breath as you snuggled up together. You could feel him press sweet kisses to your hairline and he dragged his fingertips up and down your spine.

“You good princess?”

“Yea” you respond with a happy sigh and lift yourself up to sit on him

He looked up at you with such fond eyes and stroked you waist. There was a fainted mischievous smile as he brought his fingers down to where your were both connected to gather his cum that spilled out

“It’s taking all of the strength in me to not make you sit on my face and have you drip in my mouth” he groaned whilst staring at your soaking pussy. “If you’re free after this, maybe we should continue this at mine and we can find out how many times I can make you cum?”

You slowly lifted yourself off his semi hard member and situated yourself on his lower stomach. You still wanted tease him a bit more so you started to grind on his abs. Sunghoon moaned at the warm feeling and layed his head back down to try and control himself.

“I guess I’m free to do that. But only if you let me cum on your abs and suck you off in the shower” you flirted back

He bit his lip with a smile “Deal”

Oh weren’t you glad that your friends dragged you for a workout

Author’s note: Well… I did not expect for this to be that long but sleeveless Sunghoon just makes me go feral 😅 Thank you so much to those who voted for this fic and waited so patiently for it, I hope it was worth the wait 🫶 And thank you for taking the time to read my work 🩵

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Just Another Day

Summary: Fluffy Dean x female!reader Valentine's Day post

Warnings: some language (like 2-3 words), light mentions of angst, but mostly fluff

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: Not betad, all mistakes are my own 😊 and bear with me, I’m a little rusty 🥰 happy love day 🥰

Valentine's Day has never really been a favorite of mine, let alone anything I'd consider more than 'just a day'. Hell, Christmas, Thanksgiving, New Years, even birthdays are all just 'another day' for me. It's kind of difficult not to harbor ill feelings about them after constantly being let down by the people in my life, one broken promise after another.

Dean and Sam have kept every promise they've made, though. In fact, they're managing to break down my walls bit by bit from stolen candy on Halloween to a fried chicken meal with beer on Thanksgiving all while living in cheap motels chasing monsters. When I told them this morning that I just wanted to hunt as usual for the day, I couldn't help but to feel a tad disappointed that they agreed. Bit by bit, I'm breaking my own rules about not getting my hopes up on holidays.

This is our first Valentine's Day as a couple, and I've known Dean long enough to know that chocolate and flowers aren't exactly his style. But I can count on him to bring me a piece of pie "just because" or he'll clean my weapons for me after a particularly grueling hunt because he knows all I want to do is shower and get in bed.

After a long day of exorcising demons, we are on the road again. Burnin' For You by Blue Oyster Cult plays low on the radio, but the clattering of rain on the roof has my full attention. Sam loudly rifles through the papers in his lap with one hand, flashlight held in the other, hesitant to ever let himself relax. Dean's eyes flicker between the road and the rear-view mirror to periodically check on me.

"Hey, you seem off today, you okay?" Dean asks, picking up on my vacant eyes and slight frown.

I suck in a breath, inhaling the scent of the Black Ice air freshener and a hint of stale whiskey, "yeah," I say curtly, keeping my eyes on the trees swaying in the wind as we drive past, lit only by the moon above us. The wind howls against the windows of the Impala, sneaking in and covering my skin with goosebumps.

His face scrunches a bit and he nods before the tick of the blinker signals that he's turning off the highway. I feel a twinge of discomfort knowing we're only minutes away from the motel now. As much as I hate the numbness I feel in my butt and thighs, there is something meditative about being a passenger on a long drive.

We pass an abandoned gas station before I can see the dim lights of the Wandering Inn. Dean parks us by the front desk, leaving the Impala to run with a soft purr as he gets us a key to a room. Neither Sam nor I take our time getting the bags together, so by the time Dean is back out and we find a parking spot near the room, we're ready to head in.

The door whines as Dean pushes it open, immediately palming the peeling wall for a light switch. The overhead light flickers a few times before settling on a weak glow, and before I can even shut the door behind us, the smell of burnt dust and old pledge assaults my nose. I glance around the small room. The musky yellow walls seem to make it feel even smaller, somehow.

Dean turns to me with outstretched arms and a smile, asking for my bags. I dutifully and sleepily hand them over, not realizing the weight they bared until the relief of their absence waves over me. Dean nods his head towards the bathroom, "ladies first on a shower," he says softly. His boots click on the tile as he walks over to toss our bags onto the bed, plopping down next to them to remove his boots.

In a few short strides I head over to grab my bag for the bathroom, stopping in front of him to plant a kiss on his forehead. His eyes, droopy and half-closed, look up at me in a smile. He places his hands my back, thumbs rubbing circles on my skin as he pulls me in for a kiss.

"Thanks for first shower, Dean," I say, letting my hands rest on his shoulders.

His eyebrows rise and fall before he says, "yeah, well, by the looks of it, you need it more than we do tonight."

My ear to ear smile is real, but I fake a laugh before pulling away. "Whatever," I say, but I slowly lose my smile on the way to my shower. Dean's ability to pick up on even the most subtle of changes in me are a testament to how great of a hunter he is, and even greater boyfriend. How he can't pick up on how torn I'm feeling about this wretched day I've no idea. What conflicts me further is that I know it's my responsibility to share these feelings with him. Dean may have an attention to detail I haven't seen in a partner in, well, ever, but he's not a mind reader.

The tile of the bathroom is cold under my feet, so I remove my shirt to stand on it while I wait for the water to heat up. I hear the guys shuffling and moving things in the room, keeping their voices hush, but I'm too tired to give a shit. Waving a hand under the water I decide that it's the perfect temperature and remove the rest of my clothes to get in.

I don't even realize how tense I am until the water hits my shoulders, nearly forcing me to relax under it. My body's reflexes take over and I go into autopilot as I think about today and Valentine's Day is already almost over, but we did nothing… at my request. I roll my eyes at myself, brushing my teeth while the conditioner sits in my hair. The scent of fruit and mint fill the room among the steam. When I rinse my hair, I imagine I'm rinsing the day away.

The mirror is completely fogged up by the time I get out. With slightly damp skin, and a towel wrapped around my head, I struggle to get my clothes on, and it frustrates me.

I open the door and allow the steam to pour into our room, and I'm immediately hit with a surprising smell. It's almost as if someone is roasting marshmallows in our motel room. I take a small, careful step and peek just my head out, eyes zeroing in on the lit candles on the table.

My eyes skip over to Dean who sits on the edge of the bed with his elbows resting on his knees, a single flower in one hand, and a mix-tape in the other. Beneath his feet is a trail of rose petals leading to the door of the bathroom. He keeps his eyes on me, a smile peaking through his lips as he awaits my next move.

Sam's eyes and mine meet before he offers an awkward smile and shuffles a few things around on his bed. He grabs his shower bag, and I take a few steps towards Dean to allow him to enter the bathroom. Dean and I are both silent until the door closes behind Sam.

"What is all this, Dean?" I asks, astonished. Moldy motel room, or 5 star suite, never in my life has anyone laid out rose petals for me. I feel my heart racing like it's ready to burst right out of my chest.

Dean smiles, standing to hand me the flower with a kiss on my cheek. My skin is warm where his lips just were, and he reaches to take my hand, guiding me to sit on our bed.

He notices my eyes glance down at the mix tape before jumping back up to his. "I've been working on this for a few weeks now," he says, shaking the tape in his hand before handing it to me.

My hand shakes when I grab it, and I flip it to see "To my Y/N/N, Love Dean," scribbled on the front. My cheeks grow hot again, but this time with embarrassment that I'd spent the whole day thinking about myself, when here's Dean blowing expectations right out of the water.

"It's, uh, all the songs that remind me of you," he says softly, and I notice the scent of my favorite candle as the flame burns. My head spins.

"I don't know what to say, Dean," I start, and he just smiles, caressing my hand with his calloused fingers, "I mean, thank you. This is the kindest, most loving thing anyone has ever done for me," I say, tears welling in my eyes.

It's overwhelming to think a personal could love someone so much that amidst hunting Heaven, Hell and everything in between he could find the time to make this moment so special.

"Aw, sweetheart, don't cry," he says, arms wrapping around me, pulling me in for a tight hug.

"I'm not crying, Dean," I contest, but I nuzzle my face into his soft, comforting shirt, allowing my arms to wrap around his torso, and under the warmth of his jacket.

I soak in the smell of his sandalwood cologne and tighten my arms around him. Kissing his chest, I mutter another "thank you" before lifting my head to look him in the eyes. He brings his hand to either side of my face, eyes looking back and forth between mine, "you're very welcome," he says, kissing me with a tenderness that takes my breath away, and I realize that it's moments like these that I want to fill my heaven with.

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TF 141 Flirting and Love Languages pt 3

MDNI - 18+ - NSFW

Kyle's turn! Little headcannon/ramble about Mr. Garrick's initial meeting you in a bar, how he flirts with you, and what his love language would be!

See OP here for the other TF141 men's flirting styles and love languages.

Kyle is the most 'prince charming' type upon first meeting. He says all the right things, he's got that intense but kind look of his eyes, and he's usually calm and collected. If he gets turned down, he lets it roll off his back and he moves on. He's the type you wouldn't be afraid to bring home to your family. The type who would charm your father and flatter your mother. Have them telling you how much of a "nice young man" Kyle is.

He's the type to hold the door open for you everywhere you go, has you walking on the inside of the sidewalk away from the road, brings you 'just because' presents, and if he can, does his tasks the first time he's asked.

What the rest of the world doesn't know, is that when the bedroom door is closed, he's completely feral for you. Your kind, gentle lover turns into the only thing that can make you completely unravel. He's got your back arched as far as you can possibly bend, his hand twisted in your hair tightly against your scalp, his hips slamming into yours.

You can remember the first time you had met... little did you know your life would change the moment he approached you. You were at a bar with your friends, the three of you giggling, splitting a plate of the sampler from the bar's menu. Each sipping on your signature drinks, and probably talking about the drama that occurs in your respective jobs.

Kyle isn't ashamed of himself, nor does he beat around the bush going for what he wants. You'd been catching eye contact him from across the bar for half an hour. He walks over to you three, his walk confident, but also a little calculated. He almost reminded you of a jaguar the way he stalked over to your seats. He nodded to the bar tender, "'Nother round for the ladies, if you would?" He requests, sliding his credit card onto the counter.

His left forearm rested on the back of your sear, his right hand on the bar. You weren't trapped in, you could get away on the side your other friends were sitting on if you needed to.

"Thank you. You didn't have to do that." You say softly, your eyes scanning his beautiful face, so close you could touch it if you wanted.

"It's no trouble, really. Besides, I needed an excuse come to speak to you ladies, if you'd like to entertain my company." His voice was sincere. He wasn't being coy, and his tone expressed a genuine interest in these ladies. Though... he really only came over to speak to you.

The three of you exchanges glances. His proximity to your seat gave you three the suspicion of who he was over here for. You nod a little bit allowing him to sit beside you.

Your friend on the end introduces you, your friend, and herself to him, giddy about this potential opportunity for you.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, ladies, My name's Kyle."

"Kyle." You repeat, his name so common and easy to say, yet the hopeless romantic in you thought it rolled off your tongue so perfectly.

You all speak for a short while longer before your friend in the middle takes the other lady to another area with the excuse to hit on these guys at the billiard's table. It was a lie- they wanted you to have a chance alone with him.

This lie wasn't over Kyle's head. He chuckles a bit, his eyes scanning over your features, taking in the curve of your cheek bone to your chin, the width of your nose, the color of your eyes. It was like he was committing your face to memory.

Kyle continues the conversation, and what you find to be the most magnetic part about him is that he's not staring at your body. Well, if he was you didn't notice it. He wasn't being brash or obscene with his flirtation. He was rather polite. There was an odd power in his subtlety. Like the more low-key he was about his affections (even though some were obvious), the more you were drawn in.

That's until you pull the conversation to the right. You're attracted to him, you've had enough to drink that you're relaxed, but not so much that your judgement is hindered. "I saw you looking at me... before."

"Guilty," he nods taking a drink of his whiskey.

"You're probably the most charming man I've met in a while."

Kyle chuckles softly, "being a gentleman gets a guy pretty far, I find."

"I guess so. But I have to admit... I'd kind of like to see if you're as nice when we are really alone."

And that's how you got there, with him pounding away at your poor pussy, whispering filth into your ear like you'd only read about. You'd hooked up with guys before, but not like this. It felt like two puzzle pieces sliding together. He was not one you'd be willing to give up any time soon.

So, Kyle starts off as a polite flirt. He's not so subtle you don't know it's happening, but subtle enough to not deter you. He's nice about it, but his intentions clear. As your relationship develops he does get more bold, especially when you're home alone.

One of his favorite things is when you come home from work, stress, overwhelmed, and on the brink of tears, he asks if you'd like him to help you calm down. You agree, and soon enough his head is between your thighs, muting any concerns and thoughts you had, even if only temporary. He knows your orgasms usually help settle your racing thoughts and he's more than happy to serve.

Kyle's love language is acts of service. He adores doing things for you. You ask him to do something for you, and it's 98% of the time a yes. Even if he can't get to it right away... he will do it.

He also loves just doing things. As mentioned, opening doors for you and bringing you your favorite food, flowers, or wine just because he thought of you. He loves helping you set up for your self-care reset Sundays. He adores helping you make dinner, or making your lunch for you. Anything he can do to see that smile of admiration on your face. It's the bit of praise that scratches deep in his brain.

You thank him every time he does something for you, and it only spurs him to do more for you. Kyle's got a praise kink and you can't tell me otherwise. Even non-sexually, seeing you so appreciative of his actions satisfies that for him.

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i’m sure someone has already asked this before but i’ll just ask again

do you plan on making another invincible series after our turn? i’m literally so obsessed with your writing 😭 the way you make the characters so realistic is amazing

i loved the new chapter btw! (you almost made me cry #daddyissues)

This is gonna be a cooch-to-cooch, so you know, tw: emotional? And I yap a lot.

Like, in all honesty, I wanna take a little break from writing Invincible, specifically Mark, because there are literally SOOOOOOO many amazing Mark writers. Like???

I shit you not. So many amazing writers.

And like, when I wrote my first Mark fic, which was the 'They Do It In Porn' one (I think), there were like... minimal Mark fics. And I was like, fuck, there can't only be a handful of people that wanna fuck this man.

And now, there are literally so many people who wanna smash. And who write about wanting to smash, and like, that's so lovely to

So, I don't wanna say some shit like, "oh, it's pointless for me", because it's not. I love writing for Mark, he's such a dork. But I'm low-key just gonna keep doing friends-to-lovers, and comfort stories. Because I am, in fact, a one trick pony.

So, I'd much rather like... Step aside, when it comes to Invincible. So there's a lot of different tropes, and ideas and you know, the whole shebang. There are so many flavours of Mark Grayson.

There's literally a whole bunch of people who write for Mark, so like...

Okay, imagine. Like.

A bake sale.

And everyone's got something different, everyday. And like, there's a brownie stand. It's always JUST brownies. Fresh brownies, yes, but always a brownie.

Same mixture, same consistency, same chocolate filling (omg, I had brownies this one time and I've never forgot it and this analogy just made me miss the lady that made them).

But back to the point, you'll get bored of the brownie.

I'm the lady selling the brownies btw. In the analogy. And Mark Grayson is the brownie.

Or should I say something lemony? Either way.

I'm using this as like, a way to say that after Our Turn🌼 (flower's mandatory), I'll probably be taking a break from writing Invincible.

So the possibility of another Invincible series is like... Close to zero.

I think I have like... 4 more Invincible fics/drabbles to complete before I pop out of the Invincible writing scene for a little bit.

BUT, I can make a list of other amazing Invincible writers, who, put their whole pussy into it. I'm talking, emotion, wording, grammar, aesthetically pleasing displays.

Idk about humour tbh because I'm only full of myself when it comes to my sense of humour. I literally have a dimple and smile lines because I laugh at my own jokes so much.

I didn't do a little... Notification thingy like this before I took a pause on writing DC, but kinda the same thing. But... This break'll probably be longer than my DC break.

But you know, :3

It's not like I'm leaving an empty spot, so that's really good. I made my impact with a relatively good series, that made me happy and hopefully made a lot of other people happy. Which is, honestly the best part.

The fact that I could geek out over fluff with a bunch of strangers on the internet.

But if I yap any more, it's gonna sound like I'm planning to off myself, but I'm not. I promise. I'm just not writing for Invincible for a while, which isn't as deep as I made it out to be but I thought an explanation would be like, deserved.

But like... Yay, Mark came early.

Also, I'm so sorry you cried, lmao. So did I. Nolan's so dear to me.

🌷🌷🌷

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y/n face claim; gracie abrams

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(can't do better by kim petras)

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Cause the Stranger is waiting prologue

part 1 of ? || series masterlist || Backstory II next part

synopsis: Being forced into the new living situation that she is, Alenna has to learn to deal with a lot of change. And a certain prince.

warnings: use of OC, Aemond low key being an asshole lol, mentions of injury, mentions of minor character death

word count: 3k

taglist: @hopelesswritergall @urmomsgirlfriend1 @legitalicat @multyfangirl @sxslvv

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A/N: I can´t say how long it´s been since I started planning this... but nevertheless we are here. And I can´t post this without thanking both @legitalicat and @zaldritzosrose the friends who heped me so much it is actually insane! I love you two so much <3

Dividers by me

Aemond was known for being an impatient and petulant child. At times it felt like everyone feared him, taking into consideration how they treated him even at the ripe age of eight years old. Or perhaps it was simply because he was a son of the king. Either way, despite having most things handed to him as any prince would, he was unusually talented in the training court. Those were the two things she learned about Aemond as a first impression when she arrived at the Red Keep with her father. The complete opposite to his older brother who no one failed to warn her about.

Alenna did not care for the castle or any of its inhabitants. She did not know the princes or their sister who was rarely talked about, or the city and she did not care to do so any time soon. She understood that her father could not refuse the call to become the assistant to the master of coin if it was expected of him. Yet she could not understand why that included her having to pack up all that was near and dear to her and move with him. And so, at the very wise age of seven years, she could protest his choice of taking her away from her family and all she had known by locking herself in her new chambers for days on end. Refusing to eat or follow any of her father´s ordered lessons. Not that it works other than weakening herself. Her resolve is strong though up until earning a very nasty letter from Highgarden, asking why she had to be so difficult. If she were so blind to see the opportunities this would grant her as well as the family. So, against her wishes and just past a tenday she, very unwillingly, gives up her protest. Not that the constant smell of shit coming from the city helped her eat. Despite her hunger nor did the constant noise around help her wish to leave her rooms any more than she was forced too already.

The chambers are safe. No one questions why she is in the keep and what her right was to be there to begin with or ask her any other questions. No one talks.

But Alenna can´t lie to herself that she wishes to leave. Generally, back to the life she knew, but also leave her rooms. After refusing for so long, because leaving meant to finally fully acknowledge the change imposed on her, there is no hiding the fact that it is a lonely existence. Writing letters in hopes to keep up friendships that had long felt like they were moving on. Letters that have become fewer and further between in too short of a time. Speaking to Septas and maids and the seven almost exclusively. It rouses an intrinsic pull in the pit of her stomach. To leave relative safety for as far as she could and explore the foreign walls. And though Alenna must be honest with herself and admit to the uncomfortable tingling in her limbs that begs her to go back, to her throat closing up and her eyes burning more with every step. Unrelenting until she returns to the only space that she really knows. The skin on the pads of her fingers irritated to an angry red from scraping them against the rough stone to make big circles around the lords, ladies and servants walking past her. Hurting as the skin gets almost scraped off.

The following day she makes it further already. And the day following that she manages to get into the library. Getting lost in the quiet between the large shelves filled with tomes and scrolls plenty. Risking a look around she sits down with a tome on the histories of Westeros. Sinking into it so far, she does not realise the lavender gaze watching her frame. Unblinking, untrusting, yet interested at the same time.

It is dark when she walks back and though servants still bustle through the hallways, barely sparing the girl a single glance.

The same lavender eyes follow her around every chance they have from that day on. Looking away just in the last seconds before hers could meet them. Allowing him to go unnoticed until Alenna starts to spend more time around the training court. Sitting to herself on the sidelines on a bench with some of the young dogs that were also still in training. The puppies provide a source of calm and activity to fill long days. An albeit fragile sense of company.

The first time their eyes meet is right there. In the training court. Alenna is in her usual spot while the princes and their nephews are practicing their sword play. The loud clunks of steel against steel from the king’s guard in the background fill the yard as their wooden swords hit straw puppets. The knight instructing them yells to be heard over the surrounding noise. And as she looks around, the girl’s brown eyes meet the lavender ones of the young prince Aemond Targaryen across the court. He stands there with his arms hanging to his sides as he waits for his turn at the straw puppet. His eyes trained on her, squinted slightly to see her form more clearly. Takes in the Auburn hair that hangs in waves around her soft body. Held out of her face by two strands being braided and pinned to the back of her head. The fair skin like peaches and cream standing against the sunflower yellow of her dress. At the same time, she takes in his lighter frame, the silvery blond waves that about reached his shoulders and the breastplate glinting in the bit of sunlight breaking through the clouds overhead. Shining onto his from exercise reddened face. They hold the eye contact for just a moment. Before each focusing back on what they were doing before. There is not a single feeling stirring inside either, but a quiet understanding. They had noticed another.

Conversely it would take another while for them to meet again. On one of her visits to the library. It is the middle of the day, which usually allowed her some privacy there, yet Alenna is surprised to see another person had made her way there before her.

“Y-your highness.” The girl curtsies, bowing her head like she had been taught.

Though when she looks up the young prince seems more startled to hear another person’s voice out of seemingly nowhere than anything else. His eyes are rimmed red, yet it is hard to tell if it is from dusty tomes or a different reason entirely.

“And you are?” Aemond inquires in a quiet tone.

“Lady Alenna of house Tyrell.” She bows her head again, feeling the tell-tale signs of her cheeks warming up, most likely flushed a light shade of pink already.

“What are you doing here?” He pierces her with a detached look in his eyes.

“I… I came here to read…” Alenna´s voice quirks upwards in caution.

“Are you inquiring or stating this?” The boy chuckles, clearly enjoying having the upper hand in this conversation.

“I am stating it.” She replies infinitesimally more assured, willing the ground to crack open and swallow her whole should the conversation continue like this any longer.

“If you say so.” Aemond returns to burying his face in the book in front of him, leaving Alenna to stand there cluelessly. Then he waves her off with a final “Fine.”

There are some choice words burning at the tip of her tongue as Alenna looks at him for a moment longer, swallowing them harshly, lest she make a commotion. She knows it likely would only serve his amusement anyway. Subsequently, she steps away. Going back to what she intended to do. Only with just a little less mind to focus on it compared to before.

Aemond´s presence however continues to vex her at every turn. His smugness is something that churns a pit deep in her stomach. Every comment, every little look she catches him on, all of it. His entire being. And any awareness of his place in society did not help that churning feeling at all. And no matter what time she looked for the library or the training court the young prince is there before her. Until, for once, he is not.

Alenna almost does not dare to celebrate her victory. Even less so, when Aemond trails in long after her. There is a shift in the air as he does. His back isn´t quite as straight as it is usually. His arms hang by his side and his usual purposeful and prideful stride is anything but what she is used to seeing. The look in his eyes tells her to shut up before she could even take a breath and open her mouth to what he assumes is going to be payback for his previous treatment. This version of him could almost be worth the try to befriend him. But she knows better than to say something to him with that glint so very present in those pools of lavender. Yet in a weird way it felt nice to not be alone. Aemond had been mean at times, sure, but the two of them also spent a lot more time in closer co-existence than anticipated at first. It was hard not to feel some twisted sort of compassion for the prince.

“Why do you spend so much time in here anyway? Do you not have other ladies to play with or whatever it is you do?” He asks the condescending questions with the aloofness quickly recovering from whatever happened earlier.

It is unsurprising. Almost unoriginal of a comment at this point. Not worth losing her mind over, except this time it is. The way he switches his demeanour so effortlessly, makes it hard for Alenna to hold her tongue any longer. No matter how unseemly it was for a girl and how much more power he held. In that moment he could have been the personification of the seven who are one himself.

“And what of yourself? Should a prince of house Targaryen not pass his time by training with the sword or whatever it is you do?” The way his face hardens for a moment at the mockery, has her question if she had not gone too far, no matter if she regretted it or not.

She didn´t, forbid herself to, but for the first time she sees an undeniably real emotion. Two of them, warring behind darkening lavender. Anger and hurt at the same time. A storm of energy brews inside her soft body. Her heart races to pump adrenaline through it. Ready to run should his anger win the fight. The silence wears on thickly and heavily. Hesitant to let up even as Aemond’s stance, though still rigid, relaxed ever so slightly. Things quieten down infinitesimally after that. It´s a fragile peace, but a kind of peace nonetheless. And in the farthest sense of the word over time even a kind of friendship. Though a sense togetherness might have been more accurate to call it.

News of the tragedy that befalls the Lady Laena Velaryon in Pentos seems to shake even the Red Keep. Alenna hadn´t known her or her daughters, but she imagines they were taking the news considerably. All she knew beside that was that one day talk about her passing coursed through the halls of the keep and the next Aemond along with the rest of the royal family were gone. Assuredly having left for Driftmark to attend the funeral procession.

And what they bring back when they return, is more rumours, of what happened to cause the state that they return in and one more massive dragon that most definitely had not accompanied them when they had left. Yet reality looks even worse than rumours could have ever prepared Alenna for.

On the eve of their return, Aemond lays in his bed, not having been seen around the Keep all day. His head turned away from the door through which she enters the chambers, but the air smells sickly, giving away something truly went wrong while he was away. It was hard to see much more aside from that. The low glow of candlelight only adds to the heavy atmosphere in the room. Pressing down on both of their bodies like a bedsheet filled with rocks. The capacity of which she couldn't possibly have guessed.

“I thought I said I wished to be alone.” It isn't a question; it is a statement.

Or rather more a demand to obey his wish that leaves his lips when the door closes behind her. Her back pressed against the hardwood.

“I merely had to see if they were true. The rumours.” Alenna breathes the words out.

Aemond's head whips around almost immediately at this to glare at her. Flickering over his face is a light shadow, urging Alenna to take a few more tentative steps towards the bed. The irritated, red skin over the left side of his face is the thing she notices first. Then the sickly-sweet scent of balms and ointments really hits her nostrils and that is when her eyes flicker towards the threads holding together the slash in the skin where his eye once sat.

The sight of it alone fills Alenna with dread. One of her hands flying up to cover her mouth, eyes widening, as a gasp pierces the silence.

“You have seen it now.” He hisses in response, a flash of agony rushes over his face as he does.

There is a dark circle under his remaining eye, only worsened by the low lighting.

“I…” The words of apology get stuck in Alenna´s throat.

“Do not… apologize.” He growls. “The last thing I need is your pity.”

“Of course. I shall leave you to rest then.” Alenna bows her head to him and then with a pace as fast as is seemly leaves the prince´s rooms. Her auburn hair flowing after her like a silk curtain.

The interaction leaves a bitter taste on her tongue. Questions flood her mind, and anger begins to course through her. Something had obviously gone wrong. It is unknown to her what happened but the bitter taste wanders downwards, like poison corrupting her blood. Aemond had become the closest thing she had to a friend since arriving in King's Landing and whoever hurt him, she wanted to see hurt as well. Especially if the injury had any relation to that mountain of a dragon that now rested outside of the Keep. Much too big for the dragon pit.

And yet she was rendered unable to act on her thoughts. Left to attend to Aemond, who was still reluctant to let anyone beside his mother in. That cold, nauseating swirl never quite vanishing from her stomach.

“Why are you constantly hovering over me? I am still very capable of taking care of myself.” Aemond lashed out one afternoon.

He had always been quick to be a little rash with her, but it had been a while since he had been this disagreeable. It shocks Alenna into silence beside him. The atmosphere suddenly tense, as if he had physically struck her across the face. Alenna´s mind is sent reeling as she has to force herself to answer.

“I am aware that you are capable of taking care of yourself.” She begins slowly, thinking each word over twice. “But you should not have to.”

“What does it matter anyway? I gained a dragon…” The prince´s voice raises ever so slightly in volume and pitch.

“… Vhagar is the largest dragon in the world…” The red headed girl beside him continues the speech for him. Having heard it often enough by now. “Is this a jest to you?” Aemond swiftly cuts her off.

“It is not, but it seems to be to you. Seeing how light-heartedly you regard the serious injury you took away from it.” Alenna argues back.

“What does it matter to you?” Disbelief tinges the question.

“It matters quite a lot to me because I care about you. For some twisted reason.” She speaks the obvious. “All this time we spent in each other’s presence… It made you important to me. Which makes me dislike seeing you hurt very much.”

Silence lays over them again. Only broken by their irregular breathing. Affected by the emotions boiling in both of their bloodstreams. Aemond´s eye flickers with something Alenna can´t name before the storm brewing behind it calms, and something else takes over. It is a strange feeling, to have her feelings about him hanging out in the open. But it also feels good. As if it was what they both needed.

Taking care of Aemond is much easier from then on. He is much less disagreeable with the idea of having her around. It eases both of their loneliness in a way. Only when the pain in the empty eye socket would take over, he would still lash out at her. Every once in a while. Mostly to refuse the poppy milk she offered to call for when it became too much to handle. But she couldn´t be cross with him for having a reaction to something he couldn´t control. Not when the only alternative seemed to be to constantly cloud his mind. And the wound healed well even without it. As well as it could anyway. Leaving him able to go back to his training and regular life. Though now there was one more spectator when the young princes trained their sword play or when Aemond trained alone with Ser Criston Cole. Always standing in the back but standing out against the dull colours of the court like a light in her dresses that seemingly refused to ever conform to courtly trends. And though quiet, cheering just a little harder than everyone else on his successes. Growing closer steadily.

So often, on long days and even longer nights, they would swear to each other that they would never leave the other´s side. Oaths the gravity of which they would only understand years later.

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Plastic Gangster | Anatoly Givenchy Romanov

(He is modern man but don’t even think about trying to play tickle fuck with him bc he is serious man too)

The Gentleman, Episode 3 - Where’s My Weed At?

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So, remember how I actually despised this tiny, angry little mess of a man until I’d lain eye on his alter ego. Well comrades, this is that alter ego.

And what exactly is it about this scene that turned me around so drastically? where literally like if my body were a car, my brain’s grabbing the steering wheel and pistol whipping it, full 180 in the opposite direction as fast as Tam’s pitching that McLaren around the parking lot ?

OHHHH I don't know.... could it be the over-the-top, Boris-and-Natasha, his-and-hers Russian accents? Could it be the fact that they clearly do it against Eddie's explicit instructions? that he prob recited like a drill sergeant in the car no doubt, to avoid another I-just-killed-someone-E-I-E-I-O!!!!! on the way there ORRR could it be the fact that for whatever reason the shit seems to work? bc like somehow it does work, and in a way that Eddie's strategy was super .... not, at least in terms of getting them into the building.

Idk if Mama Mercy was so put off by the accents, she just wanted to get the sale over with, or if she heard the words, "Little Leopard Lady” and/or “FUCK. money” come out of ‘Anatoly's’ mouth, and decided that only someone with more money than God would say some edge-lord shit like that out loud. Whatever it is? It fucking works. Mercy caves. Okay and she was stone-walling tf out of Eddie who's wildly capable of doing pretty much anything and everything else except this. But for Anatoly it’s red carpet, the whole PIA pain-in-the-ass VIP treatment.

And I think the reason this success is so remarkable is bc at this point, the stakes are high, and yet the bar for Freddie is so low, it might as well be the core of the earth. Like he's managed to fuck things up so consistently and with such catastrophic results, if there was a drunk, coke-sniffing, constantly-crying version of the Tasmanian devil, Fredward would be Her, okay. But this is one thing he does correctly, the first thing in the entire show (this is ep 3 of 7, for reference), the first moment when he shows a modicum of value besides being hilarious for reasons that are usually-but-not-always accidental to the scooby gang as it were.

And honestly?? it kinda makes sense that, in this case, he comes thru in a way Eddie can't. Bc what the actual fuck has Fredward Horniman been doing all his life, if not bullshitting bouncers and promoters, charming them enough so they lift up those red, velvet ropes to exclusive (read: pretentious) underground clubs, boxing matches, raves, bath houses, key parties bc no one will convince me he and Tam don't love a good key party once in a while. No one will, it just won't happen like Freddie has CONMAN written all over him, doesn't he? Not necessarily like good? con-man? okay he's no Madoff, right but good enough that he can make you think for a split second, if you really tilt your head and squint your eyes, that this person must be telling the truth.

Bc only someone telling the truth would feel comfortable acting that fucking unbelievable.

Like who would look this woman in the face and say without an ounce of irony, “listen, in my life funny little lady, if you are not safe…. You are DED” I mean the only thing missing is him dragging his finger across his neck, all miming a guillotine. FREDDIE. FREDDIE FUCKING HORNIMAN, THATS WHO.

Beautifultropicalfish Edwina makes the mistake of trying to sell a believable story, a lie grounded in too much reality, when it's clear that the clientele for Mama Mercy prob consists of like eccentric arms-dealers and kooky billionaires ppl with some really sus, really weird, uniquely terrifying ‘hobbies’ that none of us ever want to know about but that will inevitably be the subject of a true-crime doc on HBO someday. Like this woman speaks to the most mind-blowingly ridiculous men on the daily.

And is Eddie over here with his sexy professor cardigan and sexy look-im-such-a-bookworm glasses, rolling up to negotiate on behalf of some white-collar-crime, new-money, C-suite, tech exec with ‘only’ a seven-figure salary, when really he needs to be coming at this with more of that oil tycoon, crimes-against-humanity, Fuck-You-Money energy that Freddie's serving.

Eddie also just can’t seem to suppress the Narc vibes that are seeping from his pores and tbh it’s actually what makes him such a great gangster but not a great con man. Bc Mercy sniffs him out p much every time he speaks, like so👆

Now, it's unclear if Freddie enacts Operation!BorisandNatasha in response to Eddie's evident flailing or if he planned to do it the entire time but either way, you cannot tell me he's not responsible for them being able to get into the chop shop to test drive that car. Bc again, it’s not enough to just walk into this place and act like you belong there. In this case, acting like you belong has to be: giving a ruthless, machete-wielding murderer a cute nickname like “little leopard lady,” claiming that she “laaaavs” when you call her that even tho she seems less than enthused, pitching a fit about wanting something less “poof-poof,” and “more sexier,” and spitting general bars like, “don’t play tickle fuck with me, lady” BC WHO TF SAYS SHIT LIKE THAT UNLESS YOU HAVE MORE MONEY THAN GOD AND HEAVEN AND ALL THE COSMOS

And bc it's not entirely clear whether or not Freddie decided to do this on the fly, I feel liek it’s one of those choose-your-own adventures situations. So I, for one, choose to believe that this was a plan deployed in the face of Eddie's plan not working, and for all of his flaws, Freddie is savvy enough to know how to bullshit someone to get his foot in the door. Bc I firmly believe he can be competent juuuuuuust long enough and lbr probly only long enough to do that.

I mean cmon look at Mercy👇you know she thinks he’s a lil funny

And as if the above display of uncharacteristic competence wasn’t enough, I’m more endeared to Freddie bc of how crazy he is about his wife. And why tf wouldn’t he be when she’s clearly way too cool for him which he seems to be vaguely aware of just casual busting out these moves ripped straight from from stunt choreography of like the fucking Italian Job or something and for like exactly no???????reason????whatsoever?????

Which brings me to the next point bc can we talk for a bajillion yrs about Tamzin is out-of-fucking-nowhere an incredible stunt!driver/renaissance!woman??? and they drop that on us and move on like I'm not asking a bajillion questions like whywhenandhow’d she learn to do this????

Like???? was she once, in her early 20s, engaged to an F1 racecar driver who taught her all the Ways of the Track before he tragically died in an accident, and in her grief, sought solace in a boy named Freddie, whomst she met at a race once, and then later married??? Was she a stunt double who worked on hollywood sets, appearing in some of the most critically lauded, well-known movies, before she settled down and married an aristocrat for his money, a boy named Freddie, whomst she met once at an afterparty, and then despite his lack of wealth bc she was in way too deep at that point and made the fatal mistake of actually falling in love later married??? Is she the long, lost daughter of legendary stunt performer, daredevil himself, Evel Kneivel who taught her everything she needed to know about her birthright before shipping her off to boarding school in the UK when she was just a lass, and then grew up and was charmed by a boy named Freddie, whomst she met when her all-girl’s high school or secondary school whatever tf they call it was paired up with his all-boys high school at a cotillion, and then later married???

I NEED ANSWERS, RICHIE. COUGH UP SOME ANSWERS, MAN. OR DON'T, BUT BRING TAM BACK, WE NEED MORE TAM IN S2, IT'S OFFICIALLY A MANDATE.

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[wallet6464]

omg don't do all of these but i have like a billion faves in the game so::: do u have any headcanons for von kaiser, disco kid, great tiger, don flamenco, bald bull, soda popinski, or super macho man ?? LONG ASS LIST u can choose just one idgaf but i would love to hear about it :3 🩷

I WANNA DO ALL OF THEM NGL!

(Also having a billion faves is so so real)

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Ngl half of these are my favs so this will be really fun. Here are some I can think off:

Von kaiser:

-Since he is a little old for boxing he is thinking of jobs to do alongside being a boxing teacher. Him and king hippo have like little dad meeting about it and try to find the best job for kaiser

-In his prime I imagine he was in the major circuit and has befriended bear hugger (he already knows hondo from hondo's minor circuit days!)

-Loves watching movies to death (will never watch them around anyone tho) his fav genre is probably romcoms .

Disco kid:

-collects Barbies and has the most AMAZING dream house ( plays like little girls with Heike meaning stuff like Ken and Barbie divorce)

-has his whole garage as just a dance studio for him and his dance squad: like full on working disco ball, lights big ass stereo ect ect

-plays bingo with old ladies and then Goes to church with em (THANK YOU CAMI FOR FOR THIS ONE)

Great tiger:

(I have done so many tiger ones but I will do more)

-world's worst cook will blow up the kitchen and has gained a love for his local restaurants because of it!

-hondo took him to Japan he found ddr and that's all he did for a solid week (dw just him not clones)

Hondo is still better then him

-his bed is FULL of plushies and stuffed toys (60% are Tigers) his favourite tiger plush Sleeps right in the middle when he is at work

Don flamenco:

-is addicted to wearing those dad floral shirts you look in his closet and there is at least 15

-goes to THE MOST expensive spa place he likes twice a week (it’s MANDATORY no questions not exceptions)

-definitely vague posts about ppl online

Bald Bull:

-has a lot of creating pastimes as he is low-key scared the press can find stuff out about him from his phone (he not that wrong tbf)

–referencing the last one has gotten really good at clay models and makes little sets (for example a barn with bulls and cows)

-found out that vhs tapes can’t be tracked so watches various shows on those!

Soda popinski:

(OMG I HAVE ALMOST NONE FOR SODA WHAT? TRY MY BEST THO)

-a menace at table football no one has ever won again him

-definitely made bathroom supply potions as a kid (he still would don’t remind him that he can)

-makes the Russian soda company’s millions by existing that man is worth like what 100 mil?

Super Macho Man:

(My phone has his name autocorrected now lol)

-IRL LIVE STREAMER (don’t argue I’m right)

Does it on tik tok and is SOOO obnoxious sometimes definitely asks those dumb street questions

-can’t do basic maths like

“What’s 4 x 7”

Smm: “47”

And then would act as if he was right and start flexing (there is a reason he doesn’t manage his finances lol)

-on those fake reality tv shows so often and he wants to host his own for the wvba (foreshadowing a future post)

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I FINALLY FINISHED EM sorry I responded a bit late but here they are!! Thanks for the ask Buggy!!

(@oohbuggypie )

[swimmingclass1978]

About me (it pretty late but what ever) :

- so my name is Ariel / Ane 😃

-im a minor if i ever follow your page and you have some nsfw content then dw it was either an accident or i followed you bc of some regular looking post

-your honor im just a silly guy when it comes to the ghostface mask on women (or particualarly hot men)

-im so desperate for a girlfriend its not even funny (EDIT: I HAVE A GF YALL IL HER SO MUCH ITS INSANE LETS GO LESBIANS🗣🗣🗣)

-loyal to one mutal and the other one is low key just there lol

- james/remus/barty kinnes im waiting please notice me

-this is basically a call for help lol

-a hellenic pagan but its new so let me be, no convering christians allowed

-Lady Hecate devotee❤️

-slytherin/ravenclaw but if i like you then im giving kinda griffindor energy? Tho i get tired easily and my social battery is lasting max of an hour, in the end of the day im a slytherin bro all the creepy shit i know is proving it

-I'm fine with any pronouns really but mostly he/she, they is also great but she has a special place in my heart even tho i hate it sometimes and he makes me want to scream and giggle

-so im a girl kisser and ace but i don't think i would date amab people. Its nothing personal just my preference but it also depends. (Idk why i put it here its kind of personal need for me to say)

-my favourite colour is green, but like deep green or like dead green not neon green and i also love deep red and black OH AND PURPLE BECAUSE I SAW A DORCAS FANART IN PURPLR AND OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

-im a yapper here but irl i don't talk much

-i love love LOVE true crime, canibalism and necrophilia like if you ever gonna ask me how bodies decompose and then listen to me yap im gonna marry you without questions, with the respect to all the victims and their close ones. no one should have been harmed,

-my natice language is polish but i also speak english tho its not as good as i wish it would be. Im also learning spanish (DO NOT ASK ME ANYTHING IN SPANISH ITS SHIT) and im learning latin on duolingo (i blame donna tartt). I also took german for 2 years (can count to three) and japanise for a year (can onlu introduce myself)

-im obsessed with collecting little animal figures/plushies and giving them names????

-i love reading and all the crafty things like painting, drawing and diy and id love to learn book binding one day even if my printer doesn't agree with me (update: i've binded my own fic it went at least bad)

-im also a poet and a writer so i suffer from creativity more times then id like to but i unfortunatelly love it all too much 😔 i don't publish my poems bc i fear they are not very good but i wish to be a published book author one day

-if you are a hater or use any of these tags: anti <character/ship name> or pro <character/ship name> or you are a canon fanatic who can't stand people having fun then dni bcz i dont want any of your toxic bs on my blog or in my dms/asks thank you very much

- if you want to share you homo/transphobic bs then get out and never come back

-adhd

-im a sucker for good no voldy hogwarts jegulus aus tbh, amd anything that contains slytherin skittles or black brothers/sisters, i love them

-i'm an attention seeking whore when it comes to comments under my ao3 fics im not joking when i say this

-classic literature enthusiastist and Balladyna lover literalnie to moja zona wdym ze ona nie zyje? Zyje w moim sercu

-i hate waking up but i love staying up all night we exist

- jestem na humanie i imo to widać, bo ostatnio zapomniałam jak obsługuje się pierwiastki. Nie wiem też co autor miał na myśli więc chyba jestem w piździe everybody

-DMS ARE OPEN IF YOU WANT TO BE FRIENDS OR TALK LOL

Fandoms:

-marauders - ao3 hates to see me coming

-greek mythology

-twilight

- percy jackson

-good omens, i love them but considering things that have been happening then i dont think we will be getting seson 3 anytime soon :((( (update: nail count your fucking days and pray i won't finf out where you live)

-the poppy war thrilogy (started reading age 9 and kinda reggret it but happily it didn't caused me as much of my mental health as i thought) (dont repeat my mistake tho) (i'm weird now)

- bsd but i cant remember all the names yet I know whats going on so its fine

-TPN in every daydreaming sesion i gotta do an au someone as the main 3 its an addiction to amgst at this point. Also im making a petition on recreating season 2 so it will follow the manga

-The secret history and dps my friends hate me in atumn because of those two

-LAPVONE I LOVE IT

-low key papierz polak aż trudno uwierzyć, że polski fandom się nie poddał po 2021

-WIELKI PROSTRACJA BELIVER JAKBY PROSZE WAS GŁOSOWAŁABYM NA NIĄ W WYBORACH PREZYDECKICH 🧍🗣

FAVE MUSIC ARTISTS/BANDS: Mitski, Dawid Podsiadło, Radiohead, Gigi Perez, billie eilish, tv girl, i fear that a bit tyler the creator and chldlish gambino since its winter again (i only listen to him in winter???), the hazbin hotel soumdtrack....?, CZAPEL ROAWR 🗣🗣🗣🦅🦅🦅🦖🦖🦖

FAVE FILMS/BOOKS/BOOK SERIES': Dead Poets Society (book and the movie), 10 things i hate about you, Chłopi (movie and the book), song of the achilles, illiad, lapvona, seven hisbands of evelyn hugo, balladyna kochana moja, prolly more idk its late now,

FAVE CELEBRITIES: Timothy Chalalamele, ATJ, maciej have to, doda, anne hatherway(?), gosia (matka z rodzinki.pl), chapel roar, jezu no nie wiem ethan i andy,

HOBBY: drawing, painting, reading, writing, crocheting, diy, watching edits, baking & cooking, listening to podcast, thrifting, collrcting random items, talking to myself, reading fanfiction and probably more but i forgot, cóż mogę rzec, no człowiek wielu talentów

Current body count: seven kids in my basement, three burried in my garden (i do not have a garden)

I can be very funny believe me 🙏🙏🙏

Im also a charlie kirk hater and a feminist full of hatered (i will judge)

I do not know math but my esseys and creative writing works are amazing (at least i've heard) (from my mama 😃)

Kins: Regulus; Sirius low key but its pretty minor (i wanna be him); Pandora; sometimes Barty?; dorcas AND marlene (i dunno how bro it just happened) (pick your favourite gay)

Im happily married to jegulus twilight au with reg as bella that got abandoned in february 2024 (UPDATE: one chapter was added a month ago we are so back) and to a demon james/human regulus au that is still ongoing but id let it tear me appart and i would apologise to the author( im talking about The Devil Tastes Devine by TheBiButterfly on ao3 (it has me in a chokehold tbh)) and to OTB by @solmussa (hi *shy*)

Ships: jeggy, wolfstar, dorlene, pandlily, marlily, emmary, rosekiller, bartylus, pancas, marylane, lilylane, any marauder lesbians, nobleflower, quillkiller, teddromeda, poppy x minnie (i forgot their ship name), evanreg, jarty, kinda rosekiller + lily, rosestarkillerchaser(any variant of them really), moonwater, percybeth(is that their ship name?), solangelo, (shin)soukoku, any legal lesbian ship thb, i also liked jily in the past but the toxic shippers ruined it for me :( i still love her tho thats my wifey

My ao3 fanfic:

All of my ao3 works are currently deletate due to my classmates finding my account - ill try my best to make them appear again

Face reveal (bros gonna be blinded by the face card frfr):

Im also a proud owner of this justin biber ahh haircut I thought it was a wonderfull idea few months back and i do feel the best in my skin i've ever felt since my dysphoria went almost 2lvl down but no one want to talk to me at school now i think its not very nice of them tbh im a great person sometimes

MY TAGS:

#ari talks -for texts or my fave posts i made

#ariel answers - for asks

Thats all lol have a good time or whatever

[kazekothestrange]

Hi there! I'm sorry, but I was rather curious but I was wondering if you give some headcanons to the Sonic cast. My sister cherish Sonic, but she's rather shy to ask; if you have some ideas I would love to hear it! Sorry to trouble you, I just finished watching the Sonic 3 movie.

Hey, don't be sorry! I actually love sharing my thoughts so strap in.

Sonic definitely got more sentimental after the events of Sonic Prime. Not overly, but definitely noticeable.

Shadow sees a lot of Maria in Amy, and so he's ended up thinking of her as a sister. It's why he's so willing to go along with her going out of her way to take him out for social events.

Sonic, Knuckles, Shadow and Rouge are all really good with kids, but all for different reasons. Sonic because he talks to them on the same level as he would anyone else, with only a few small changes. Knuckles, because he comes across as the tough, reliable older brother figure. Shadow and Rouge, because children for some reason are just naturally drawn to them. Rouge finds it cute, Shadow would rather die than admit it to any of the others (especially Sonic) but he doesn't mind it. Doesn't make him any less confused about it though

Hedgehogs purring is a real thing in real life, and so I declare it to be a real thing in the Sonic verse too.

Sonic has been to and is going to therapy for traumatic experiences. It took Shadow some time to agree to go, but at the most recent point in the game timeline, he has also been to therapy.

Like Strawberry has said, Rouge, Knuckles, and Shadow are in a poly relationship. Rouge is the only common denominator here, the boys are fightiiinng

Tails is a savant. He's been an amazing pilot since the age of 4 and made an impressively long list of his own inventions by the age of 8. By the time he's 16, he's already established his own shop and registered multiple patents on small but impactful quality of life devices (made affordably).

Cream never sheds her elegant lady attitude. But she does gain a remarkable ability to intimidate if she has to. Of course, she's also a capable fighter when she gets older. But no way is she losing that class.

Rouge and Wave the Swallow are in low key close contact. They make it a point to slip away from life once a week and just spend the day sipping and spilling tea. Very few people actually know how close they are.

Sonic and Shadow semi-reglarly play PVP in Assassin's Creed Brotherhood, and will spend hours just having at each other. Tails prefers Black Flag and fully immerses himself in the pirate captain role for fun.

Blaze is a metalhead, but never realised it was a thing. Silver isn't a big fan of metal and prefers more poppy tunes, but he listens to it with her anyway because he likes how much she likes it.

Knuckles composes his own rap lyrics, and that's how his OST came to be. Nobody said he was a poetic genius, he's just enjoying himself.

Big is the last person you want to stand between him and his goal. His resilience is second to none, and despite being so easygoing and generally good natured, if he has a specific goal in mind he will stop at nothing to get to it, no matter how difficult or simple said goal is. The guy followed his frog onto a heavily armed airship by himself to get him back and got out the other side unscathed. You do not want to be in Big's way.

Chili dogs are Sonic's ADHD fixation meal, and have been for most of his life. But in the rare event he gets tired of them and needs a break, he gravitates towards foods that are easy to take on the go. Various sandwiches, smoothies, fruit (especially apples and pears), etc. That said, he'll eat just about anything put in front of him when he's stopped moving, and has really wide varied taste and appreciation for different foods!

Amy took up crochet as a hobby by accident. She crocheted a tiny sweater for Birdie when she noticed she was really feeling the winter chill, and realised in the process she found it really satisfying and relaxing.

Omega knows about the actions of his 'older brother' E-102 Gamma, and while he still views himself as the most powerful robot of the E-100 series, he does feel a small sense of inferiority towards and admiration of Gamma. He knows he isn't as noble as Gamma was. But he does hope (he's sentient so he can hope) that one day, when his 'mission' is over, he can grow a little closer to the 'ideal robot'.

Sonic still has and takes especially good care of the books he was thrown into in the short lived Storybook Series.

I hope you enjoyed a small fraction of my ramblings!

[chasenronoa]

People I would sleep with and reasons

I respect everyone I write about. But I find these people very, very hot.

Most of these will be animated characters, and I greatly respect them.

Ben Ten

I respect him, but I found him very hot when I was about 10. Hah, it wasn't that convenient. I liked Ben Ten when I was 10. You would think I would like Kevin, but nah. I usually like the side characters, but somehow, Ben Ten caught my eye. Young, sarcastic, even in alien form, sign me up. Okay, maybe I wouldn't have thought of sleeping with him when I was ten, but I wanted to go on a Date.

2. Spirit the horse

I don't need to write more about it, but I will. Gosh, have you all seen the movies when he's running in the wind, looking better than any supermodel I've seen? He low-key reminds me of the "said I loved you, but I lied guy." Just search it up. It's hilarious. Plus, his homeboy spirit treated his lady like a queen. I also have a strong feeling that he is possessive, and I like that. Very hot. 10/10 would recommend.

3. Eugene from "Yuyu Hakusho" ghost files in English.

Guys you have to watch Ghost fighters. all the characters are hot like rose is there he's so hot but like a little too girly for me but dosen't me I don't fuck with him. I'd go out to the town with him. get drunk and like pass out on someones couch. But EUGENE my man sarcastic a little rugged and damn does he look good in anything he wears. But let's be honest every single anime character looks good in what they wear. But I was like 13 and I didn't know how to whistle but if I did I would so instead I barked.

3. MILO from Atlantis

This man was my sexual awakening. That Dorito body put Chris Evans to shame. He was my sexual awakening, but he was so innocent that like even 17-year-old me with insanely definitely should not be thinking about thoughts. I would never do that to my boy Milo, but I still really think he is soooo HOT.

4. Sanji

He is and will always be the one man, no questions asked. That I will sleep with; he treats women right, knows his way around a kitchen, and makes good food. And he looks like he'd be good in bed. But if any of you have read, I ship Zoro and Sanji very strongly. One of my favorite ships, actually. I have read too many fanfiction and manga images that I do not want to go into detail about. I can probably recite a good amount of Zosan fan fiction. I think I am going insane.

Love ya'll

Btw you're reading a list of people I would sleep with, and I haven't even held hands romantically, so don't take what I write personally; as far as I know, Men ain't shit, but I'm trying to get into my lover girl era. Doubt it will happen tho, but if the grapes work, we will never know.

peace out love ya lots

Chasen

[flowersandbirdsflyingfree]

i just CAN't help but participate in your match-up!! i prefer to read not only the characters of other shooters, but also postal, because unfortunately im not completely familiar with all of them, but i know postal very well!

im a 5'0" tall bisexual girl. im blonde with shoulder-length curly hair and i have blue eyes. im also a slavonian and i know several slavic languages, that is, russian and ukrainian, in addition to my native one. my skin is fair, but not pale.

i went to my style for a very long time and bought ALL the necessary things that fit it, so now i literally have the whole room and my entire wardrobe soaked in cutecore!

im very energetic and friendly, although sometimes i am naive and because of this i used to be used a lot. i love donuts, lollipops and surprisingly tomato juice. i mostly prefer to stay at home and play shooters like hatred/doom, but i dont mind going to some hangout with friends. i love listening to music, it's often millionaires. sometimes im obsessed with certain people within reason, so i pay a lot of attention to them, and i would like my partner not to be against such manifestations of love on a regular basis

thank you for your creativity <3

Ohhh yay!!! I have your 2 gentlemen in mind!

For boomer shooters, I match you with:

Duke Nukem

It goes without saying that Duke Nukem has got his eyes on you. He’s a sucker for cute ladies such as yourself. He’d be showing you off with pride wherever you two go.

Duke revels in your affectionate nature, always beckoning you to hold onto his torso. He’s never really felt a down to Earth connection like this before. So it feels extra special to him. The best way he shows it is through physical affection and wisecracking flirtation. I can also picture a cute arcade date where he wins you more cutesy plushies. “Anything for you, babe.”

If you two aren’t going for a ride on his motorcycle, I can see him protectively holding you by the bar with a cold beer in hand. Maybe even play a few rounds of billiards if you want to give it a shot. He likes to enjoy things low key. Oh, and you get to live with him in his giant mansion to play Doom on a huge plasma TV!

For Postal Dudes, I match you with:

Postal 2 Dude

Oh he absolutely in love with your sweet appearence. He’s not used to it at first getting to know you, considering he’s more used to people being rough around the edges like he is. Your relationship dynamic is a sunshine x grumpy kind of thing

It’s awesome you know a few slavic languages! Dude wants to keep his academic memories repressed due to how poor he is with learning. But he’d like to try to learn from you. He gets lost at times at how soothing your voice is for his soul. He is also an immature jerk who wants you to teach him all the curse words

Dude is very easy going. Whatever you’re up for, he’s eager to do. All he could ever want it to spend time together. He feels like he won the lottery winning you over, especially considering how almost everyone else treats him.

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My unorganized thoughts after finishing The Dragon Prince season 5

Finished binging the season!!! I loved it. It dragged in places and that stupid fucking lemur thing is still the bane of my existence but I loved the character development and plot beats! I also loved seeing more of Terry. He has something deeply wrong with him <3. Also liked Viren completing his redemption arc, though I would have preferred the resurrection spell actually require Claudia to sacrifice herself or at least like sacrifice a limb or something to truly complete Viren's arc. He has no attachment to that fuckin homunculus thing, and his reasoning for not killing it being that "Dark magic led Claudia down a dangerous path, I'm not doing any more dark magic" is a little weak. I do appreciate that the way they did it gave us a whole scene of Aaravos talking about "our child" with Viren, peak evil gay, but it did a disservice to Viren's redemption arc. I get that it was kinda the only way, since Aaravos knows Viren would never hurt one of his actual kids at this point in his arc, but still. I also am really interested in how Zubeia being corrupted goes, how Claudia losing her leg goes, and what's up with that magic pearl. Is that really Aaravos's prison? Or is that the key to his prison? Loved Callum struggling with what he's willing to do under pressure to save those he loves, and how that's contrasted with Claudia, who's kind of a dark mirror for who he could become if he can't learn to let go of those he loves. Loved the reveal that he used dark magic to save Rayla in the Sea Legs episode. Also just really liked Finnegrin, he's a great character and I love his design. Love a ruthless evil pirate who wants revenge on the Archdragon of the Ocean for killing his beloved hermit crab, who keeps pet hermit crabs all over his office, and who has a neckline low enough to kill god. I also love Elmer! What the fuck is his deal though. Are there just plant trolls in Xadia now? Not opposed, just wanna know.

I also really loved Soren this season! I like how his kindness and unwavering faith in others is his greatest strength. Very sweet. That man is the One True Himbo. Dumb, strong, and most importantly, kind. Fucking LOVED seeing Tidebound elves this season. I've wanted to see ocean elves since season one! Fuck yeah! Janai and Amaya are so cute together. Same with Terry and Claudia, love a good fucked up couple. He's just like "I can fix her" and she's just like "No you can't but you CAN join me in my insanity." Callum and Rayla go back and forth for me; sometimes they're really sweet, but sometimes they seem almost forced and I'm just like... can't they be BFFs? Or in a QPR? I feel like it would fit better than a romance TBH. I also love how Villads was 1000% willing to get his hand chopped off for a few kids he met once three years ago. My kind of dude. Fuck that General lady, also. Like, how is Karim worth betraying your entire people and possibly ruining the future of your whole society?? Does he kiss you on the forehead sometimes? Please get better judgment you are literally a judge on the High Court. Also what is up with the Sunfire high priest? He's clearly hiding what's most likely a corrupted wound but why? And why side with Karim? I loved Kim'dael. Love an emo vampire lady with sapphic energy who could kill a man with her fingernails (literally). I like how she isn't strictly evil and has a clear goal that she acts toward with logic. She wants to be freed from her mercy debt so she can drink the blood of anyone she wants, and she acts with logic toward that goal. I still CANNOT wait for them to finally free Runaan from the coin. Honestly Rayla's parents come second for me because we just don't know them as people. But like. I wanna see the cut to Ethari standing over the pool and seeing Runaan's life lily rise to the surface again. I will cry and that is a promise.

Also, that bit where Janai has a nightmare where Aaravos tells her that her great-grandmother's fate was that Aaravos "swallowed her"??? Why are half the lines out of Aaravos's mouth innuendos. Is it the VA's voice? Does it just compel people to write his characters like that? Or is Aaravos just Like That as a person.

I mean like. Aarvos also flirts needlessly with Viren every chance he gets. Not even for manipulation because Viren is not into him, he's just incapable of not acting like that. Viren is definitely gay though. Like definitely. Even my cishet brother could tell in that scene where Viren is having a dark magic-induced fever dream about Harrow. Like oh you *liked him* liked him. Sure had a funny way of showing it, Mr. Kill The Princes. Anyway. Yeah that's my thoughts on The Dragon Prince season 5! Cannot wait for seasons six and seven, I'm sure they will be so cool.

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Ghost is looking down at his smartphone and holds his breath: he almost forgot about your birthday. Not Riots - YOURS, my dear friend. It's a good thing, others from 141 (and ANY other guys and ladies from CoD universe) are gathered at the common room. So Ghost clears his throat and says: "Looks like we've almost missed something critically important - our friends birthday. Now I need your best ideas on how, where and when we are celebrating. We owe her so much, we simply must make the best party, she could ever wish for." And that is where you step in. What would each of them propose? How would the party look like? What presents will they give you? What would they cook for you? How each of them would congratulate you? What will be 2-3 most important moments about this very special evening?

LOL well, my birthday is like, in twelve days, so, let's see hmmm

Soap (of course) - I think he'd propose a big ass party, knowing full well that i hate them (anxiety), but his love language I think is trying to get everyone to feel as appreciated as he can, and what would be best that surround the person in question with friends? Alternatively, he'd be perfectly ok with planning a low key reunion with a small group of people (more manageable). I think he'd either gift something he'd made, like a painting

Gaz - He'd either go all out like Soap or organize a low key reunion, like pizza and movies at someone's house, and he'd be more attentive to the birthday person's desires. I have the feel from him that he'd either get you gift cards or take you shopping for whatever you want.

Price - I think he's the more attentive but in a father like way. He'd try to remember the things you like or don't, would bring you flowers (and if you ever mentioned your favourites in his presence, he'd remember and bring those) because he is a gentleman, maybe a gift card as well and pay for you if the group goes out for your birthday (and pays for everyone else too). I wholeheartedly he'd hug you to wish you a happy birthday (Gaz and Soap would as well, but Price's hugs are something else)

Ghost - Well. Ahem. I don't think he would even register anyone's birthday unless that person was very close, like, core team of TF141 close. And I think that person would receive, maybe, a quiet nod after someone else mentions there's a birthday happening, but he'd never be the first one to mention it or attract attention into it. If you're friends he'd join the group at the pub or at the pizza+movies at home (he'd prefer that for sure). If you're more than friends, well... pizza+movies at home for sure, but alone. And about gifts, I think it'd be either an Amazon gift card or something more personal if you're involved, like a carved piece, (because I HC that he carves wood as a way to control stress)

Nikolai - If you're good friends he'll appear with some contraband/hard to find/weird but amazing shit that he'd thought you'd like (and he was right). Just like Price, he'll insist on taking the group out for dinner and drinks and pay for it (in the end Price and him will try to outwit the other to pay), or if you prefer the pizza and movies at home he'll insist on ordering the best pizza that can be found in town ('only the best for you')

The most important moment of this whole scenario? Feeling that you belong. That you have a family, even if small, different and disfunctional. Reliable ones that you know would give their life for you, and they know you'd do the same.

I always end rambling with these asks, I love them and then my brain starts spinning

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Some Barrissoka ask game questions for you my dear 💚💙

3,6,8,13,18,19,21,23,31,33,45

Oooo why thank my love 💙💚 I love these things, please y'all send me MORE. It was hard having answers you didn't already know 🤣 Enjoy.

3. What do their Masters think of their relationship and would they show their support?

Anakin would probably not care but I think he'd still be surprised that Ahsoka would be with Miss Barriss "Goody Two Shoes Straight A" Offee and low key be nervous that Ahsoka might learn a thing or two from her 🤣 I think he'd high five Ahsoka for and I quoteth "Yeeeaahh Snips GETTIN IT!" Then he'd just walk off leaving poor Ahsoka confused and annoyed.

Luminara would probably be happy about someone making Barriss happy but she'd still def keep a close eye on Ahsoka since she's protective of her daughter. I think Luminara would wait until Barriss tell her about the relationship before showing open support out of respect that it's Barriss's truth to tell (unlike Anakin).

6. Whose Master is more likely to walk in on them in a compromising position?

Oh Anakin absolutely 🤣 The man is an idiot and wouldn't notice the sock on the doorknob.

8. What do the Clones think about their relationship?

Rex is def Ahsoka's wingman and covers for her much like he does for Anakin. Poor man has a notebook full of excuses for them. But he adores their relationship and is happy Ahsoka could find solace in someone during a miserable war.

Gree loves how Barriss seems looser and more relaxed when Ahsoka is around so he is all for it and gives Barriss all the tips for the best places in town to take a lady out.

13. Who is more likely to give the "shovel talk," Luminara or Anakin and how?

Oh def Luminara. Anakin doesn't care enough to. Luminara however, knows how deeply Barriss feels and what it takes for her to open up to someone so she absolutely will want to make sure her girl is safe.

She would do it inviting Ahsoka to her room to "have a cup of tea" (Headcanon that the Jedi who know Luminara well know that the cup of tea means a beat down). She would use plenty of high vocab and innuendo for what she would do to a person who makes Barriss cry.

18. How would Ahsoka express her affection to Barriss?

I feel like Ahsoka would be very physical so she would love touching Barriss's hair, playing with it, learning to style it. She's a big cuddler and whine if Barriss gets too far away in bed.

She'd also love doing tasks like fixing, building, running errands, driving the speeder, etc. cuz she is THAT dyke.

19. How would Barriss express her affection to Ahsoka?

I feel like Barriss is BIG into gift giving and also loves feeding Ahsoka whether that's making her a meal or taking her out somewhere nice and fancy.

21. Whose more likely to initiate intimacy first?

Barriss. Girl might be the quiet one but it's always the quiet ones. Ahsoka while she seems more aggressive, I feel like would be SUPER shy about intimacy. Girl doesn't even let anyone sit on her bed according to the novel 🤣

23. How do they comfort each other?

They hold and cling to each other because it's what they did in life or death situations in the Clone Wars. Listening to the other's heartbeats help calm them down.

31. How would Ahsoka bond with Luminara?

In my and @jedimasterbailey's headcanon, Luminara loves speeder bikes. Ahsoka loves tinkering so naturally they basically car gals together and Barriss gets so bored when they nerd out over this.

I do think their bond started with Cloak of Darkness though even before Barriss.

33. What do the other Jedi think of their relationship?

Yoda would ADORE them together and non stop affectionately troll them. Plo Koon is happy that Ahsoka found someone to calm her restless spirit. Mace is glad the Luminous Lineage may tame the Disaster Lineage. Obi Wan at first is confused and worries about the two girls in a war situation and how that could affect them but in the supportive protective dad way.

45. Share your Barrissoka headcanon.

Ok so not a unique one I'm sure but I have this headcanon that it's Barriss who gives Ahsoka her diamond choker she wears in her second Clone Wars outfit and even though she doesn't wear it anymore, she kept it or maybe used it to make her new white lightsabers back when she didn't know if Barriss survived Order 66 as a way to comfort herself.