#anyone else I'm forgetting & too lazy to put

[skxllz]

what do you mean I'm not actually married to that fine ass man on the screen and it's all in my head??

[stxneflxwers]

OMGGG SO I HAD THIS IDEA WHILE COMING HOME SO HEAR ME OUTTT!!!

Aventurine x Reader but!!!

Enemies in public and lovers in private ;)

(since I'm done seeing friends in public and lovers in private, like i wanna see something interesting (and not because it's my fav trope lol) 🫣👀🔥)

So,

Aventurine and the reader have a dynamic where, in public, they appear to be bitter enemies—perhaps they engage in witty banter, rivalry, etc for some greater goal. But behind closed doors, they’re secretly lovers, and their interactions shift to something far more intimate, tender, and affectionate. There’s a lot of tension as they have to keep their true feelings hidden from others, but when they’re alone, they let their guard down completely, showing a side of themselves that only the other knows. It could include moments of quiet affection, stolen kisses, or vulnerable confessions 🥺💖

Pretty boy 🥺🫶

cyclicality.

⋯⁂ summary. enemies make the sweetest lovers.

⋯⁂ authors note. hopefully this turned out ok LOL. it's been a hot minute since i've written enemies but secretly lovers (or even the regular enemies to lovers.. lol) hfdghkjgfkhjgdf. also, for the record to anyone else reading this and wondering why tf im taking a request: this isn't a random request, im moots with @aventurineswife and had asked them to offer some ideas for me to write 🥺😏 teehee

⋯⁂ characters. aventurine x gn reader.

⋯⁂ cw. banter. physical affection. hurt/comfort-ish?? secret lovers.

"You know, I'm a simple man, really – I like long walks along the beach, hot coffee in the morning, and..."

Aventurine sidles up to you, sliding his arms along the balcony railing of the restaurant.

"And, let me guess... Annoying the hell out of me?" You finish for him, a wry smirk on your lips as you lean over the railing with your arms dangling over the cold metal.

"Oh, but of course! How could I possibly forget that?" He grins back, but there's a warm shimmer in it, "It's my favorite pastime, after all." He chuckles.

"Is it now? I never could've guessed," You roll your eyes, but it was never borne of disdain. "What are you even doing over here? You're the Director, go enjoy the party." You huff, removing your arms from the railing to grab your drink from the nearby table.

"Aww, you're no fun," He teases, continuing to lean back against the railing, "...Besides, you're the one over here isolating. I ought to make sure all of my team members are having plenty of fun, yeah?"

"Uhh," You check your silver watch wrapped around your wrist, "Last time I checked, which was precisely two seconds ago – you hardly ever care who was or wasn't having fun." You retort playfully, your wry smirk still present.

"Well, I'll have you know that I do care very much..." He steps up to you, slowly cornering you between the table and railing, "...when it comes to you."

You two had to put up the fake rivalry, the fake game of cat and mouse for far too long that night. By the time you return to Aventurine's penthouse, you're damn near draping your entire body on him. Instead, you unceremoniously plop yourself onto the plush, lavish white sofa in the living room – wishing the rascal was there next to you.

"Want something to drink?" He asks, stepping up to you and tentatively reaching out, running a hand over your head.

"Only if it's water," You inform tiredly, your voice a lazy drawl, "I sincerely hope you don't plan on drinking more."

"Well, when you say that, I don't think I will." He chuckles weakly.

After drinking some water, you pull him down onto the sofa next to you – giving him a weary stare and a tiny frown.

"What's up, sweetheart?" He asks, and the pet name doesn't sound mocking like it would around other people, but it's full of pure, unbridled adoration.

"...I miss you." You mutter before wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your face into the side of his chest.

He instinctively puts one hand on your entangled arms and the other on your head, rubbing lazy, absent-minded circles. He sighs softly and smiles, one that's so soft yet so genuine. His eyes even crinkle a little at the corners as a sliver of love glimmers in his multicolored hues.

"I missed you, too." He whispers back, pressing a chaste kiss to the crown of your head.

And this is when he knows that this is where he'd like to spend the rest of his life – right in your arms, safe and warm and loved.

[burningcheese-merchant]

Can we get more of all of the yandere beasts? Idk. I'm kinda feral for your headcanons

Y E S

Assorted trivia/factoids because they've been rattling around in my head for ages now

Most to least physically violent: Burning Spice (duh), Silent Salt, Shadow Milk, Mystic Flour, Eternal Sugar

Most to least horny (I mean they all are, but... idk some of them REALLY need to go to Horny Jail): Burning Spice + Shadow Milk (tied for 1st), Eternal Sugar (she doesn't necessarily act on it usually, but the thoughts are certainly there), Silent Salt + Mystic Flour (tied for last; both are actually quite sexually repressed. Salt feels guilty for ever thinking of White Lily in such a "dirty" way, so he tries very hard not to ("exaggerated disgust for sin/impurity and shame for feeling/expressing such as is often seen in religious fundamentalism" is the vibe I'm going for). For Flour, it's just another manifestation of the extreme denial of her obsession that she grapples with. It's arguably worse because there is no worldly attachment more egregious and corrosive than lust. Just another way Dark Cacao has ruined her chances at enlightenment...)

How often do they actually try to go after their Ancients?

Shadow Milk: All the time lol. A few times a month, at least. Cooldown periods between harassment attempts only because he likes to make a big, elaborate show each time he appears to Pure Vanilla, which can take time depending on what Shadow has in mind

Eternal Sugar: Not too often, really. The laziness is strong with this one lol. When she reaches out to Hollyberry, she does so in dreams or just through stalking her via the Soul Jam most of the time. Something particularly upsetting has to catch Sugar's eye to get her to actually go after Holly in person (usually involving jealousy)

Mystic Flour: No. The answer is no. She maintains as much distance from Dark Cacao as possible. Back to the Ivory Pagoda she went after he left Beast-Yeast post-battle, and in the Ivory Pagoda she shall stay. Alone. Away from him. No matter how empty everything feels without him, including herself. No matter how badly her soul aches without him there. No matter how her blood boils at the thought of someone else taking up his time and attention. Because she doesn't want to do that anyway...

Burning Spice: All the time. About the same rate as Shadow Milk, more or less: a few times a month, with cooldown periods in between (but only to heal bc Golden Cheese beats the hell out of him every time he shows up). There are times where he gets extra hungry/desperate and hunts her down more frequently; once, he stalked and attacked her at least once a week for almost two months straight. It took her dropping another building on him to send him away again.

Silent Salt: He doesn't have to "go after" White Lily, he's already there lol. He's the most "successful" of the five in this regard; he gets to be near her pretty much 24/7. She is effectively trapped in Beast-Yeast because she feels an obligation towards him (mostly towards keeping people safe from him, but also that weird sense of pity and misguided commiseration), which he takes advantage of without hesitation. He sees her pretty much every day... whether she notices him there or not. (She does, most of the time. He's actually pretty difficult to ignore, even if he's hiding from view. She just SENSES him there. It's very off-putting)

Is there any possibility for redemption of some sort? Could professional help benefit them at all?

Shadow Milk: No. Death penalty.

Eternal Sugar: No... but a boring as hell talk therapy session might at least put her to a sleep deep enough that she can't be bothered to harass Hollyberry. Maybe. (Her laziness is her downfall, really. It's all anyone can count on sometimes.)

Mystic Flour: No, but she wouldn't say no to help. She does not want to feel this way about Dark Cacao. At this point, she'd rather forget he exists at all. He can keep the Soul Jam; if that's the price she has to pay to be free from this sickness, then fine. Just give her the cure. Please. For the love of God

Burning Spice: NO. DEATH PENALTY.

Silent Salt: ...No? Probably not. It's weird. His gentleness with White Lily herself, plus his genuine efforts to try to please her, almost make it seem as though he can be reasoned with, at least to some degree. But it's what makes him so scary, in a different way from the others - and it's what helps lock White Lily in the sad, strange little cycle they're in. He keeps lulling her into a false sense of security and enticing her to believe he won't act out this time... until he inevitably does, because, ironically, he can't keep his controlling nature under control for long. He'll only "behave" as long as he believes it'll curry White Lily's favor. And as long as there's nothing and no one there to challenge him or their "bond"...

And height comparisons, just because. (These are canon for me in general, across the board. Not just in this creepy ass AU lol)

Pure Vanilla: 5'9"/179cm VS Shadow Milk: 5'9"/179cm

Hollyberry: 5'6"/170cm VS Eternal Sugar: 5'5"/167cm

Dark Cacao: 6'1"/185cm VS Mystic Flour: 5'9"/179cm

Golden Cheese: 5'7"/173cm VS Burning Spice: 6'5"/198cm

White Lily: 5'8"/176cm VS Silent Salt: 6'1"/185cm

[all-with-angel]

Tumblr BETTER NOT DELETE THIS AGAIN.

Anyhow, here are some smut prompts that have been rotting my brain so now I'm sharing them with all of you:

MDNI. NSFW under the cut

Magical girl!Gojo x injured civilian!reader

Uh oh! After getting hit by one of the villains attacks, you're left corrupted with a brain that'll turn into mush without the proper treatment! Making you one of the villains braindead lackeys! Lucky for you, Magical Girl!Gojo will heal you right up with his super rainbow healing cum beam 😍!!

Demon King!Sukuna x Hero's Sidekick!Reader

The 'hero' left you to die after months of not ever appreciating the work you put in for the entire party, with your life in the hands of the infamous demon king, he gives your life purpose again. With all the love, respect and mindblowing sex you deserve 👍

Sold off!Gojo x Mafia boss!Reader

Now hear me out. Hear me out. The classic "I was sold off to a mafia boss to pay my fathers debts" except the roles are reversed and your Gojo is WAYYYY too into it. Maybe not as smutty and maybe more on the rom-com way of things but hes a desperate guy and will pound you into the mattress till daylight comes (as a thank you for taking such great care of him)

Kraken!Toji x Lighthouse keeper!Reader

It's lonely being stuck in a lighthouse everyday, but it's honest work to lead every kind of ship to safety. One night, you seem to lure something that isn't a ship to your lighthouse. (And yeah this one is for the tentacles. What about it.)

Ghostface!Gojo + Ghostface!Geto x Detective!Reader

You're close to finding out who the killer is, only to find out that there were two all along. And they want to pay you back for being such a good detective and finding their hideout.. In a secluded area.. with no one around for miles.. with no signal.. Did I mention your radio was broken?

Dilf!Sukuna + Milf!Yorozu x Reader

Imagine bagging a (RICH) married couple by being a broke and stressed out uni student 🤩 What a dream. Anyway, you come over to your best friend's house while they're out and spend some time getting to know their parents. Personally.

Also theres not alot of Yorozu content and I kinda want to change that

Nerdjo x Playboy/Jock!Reader

Your parents signed you up for tutoring lessons you didn't really care about, but hey, at least your tutor was cute. But the usually timid and bashful guy was getting fed up with your dismissive and lazy attitude, deciding that this session, he'd teach you a lesson you wouldn't forget.

Sentient Robot!Uraume x Creator!Reader

You demonstrate to the board of directors just how efficient your creation can be- Cooking, cleaning, fucking and laundry, they can just about do anything! (Yes, you two fuck in front of a crowd. They're very impressed after so it's fine!!)

Scientist!Shoko x Creation!Reader

She's keeping you, much to the chagrin of the board who want you gone. But how could she get rid of you? Her perfect little creation, always at her beck and call, always ready to help her relieve some stress by putting your head between her legs <3

Clones!Sukuna x Reader

Idk much about this one, all I know is that all three of them fuck you silly

Puppyboy!Toji x Kitty!Reader

Not much to say either, mostly thought about this because i KNEW what title I'd give it if I ever did write it. But I'm thinking stray pup that you took in and showed sweet love n care to, now hes big and grown thanks to you. Hes at that phase where hes just so needy and doesnt know where else to go to feel good except you, so when you finally relent and help him release all that pent up frustration, he cant get enough.

Had to rewrite this so it's way shorter than what i first wrote but thats ok 🫶 (think 2-3 paragraphs condensed into 1)

These are all nasty smh 😔 If anyone at all likes the sound of these do tell me your thoughts 👀 if any of them gives you inspiration to write something, please tag me!!

I give you all FULL permission to take these ideas and roll with them🙏

[shaibonbon]

Well tell us about the graduation then

Sure! As the names implies, it's when Bonbon graduates from school, and she gets sad. See how sad she is in the drawing, what's the mystery? :0

Ok jokes aside, big lore dump warning bellow (if you haven't read the previous post, I highly recommend it):

Graduating school (or for Americans I guess it's highschool). It's the end of a chapter of your life and a beginning of a new one. It isn't any different for Bonbon, but considering I already said it's the final piece of how we got nowadays Bonbon...

There are a few things you need to keep in mind to understand Bonbon situation. First, you may recall Bonbon is almost friendless, having just 1 friend, Cinnamon. Bonbon literally maintained friendship with just 1 person all the way up graduation, she is logically heavily depended on that friendship. So much so the moment they got distant for a period, bonbon went into downhill spiral. Graduation means you stop seeing your classmates (by extension friends) daily, slowly and steady you start talking less too. You probably see where I'm going with this. It is a ticking time bomb before the course of life separates them..

The second thing you need to know, is related to how Bonbon graduated. Sure, she finished school and did the final exams, but didn't end up with the best grades, especially on that "easy year", where everyone else managed to get better grades than normal. See, the bomb now explodes. Bonbon ends up to failing to enter any university. Needless to say, this was emotionally devastating for her. And while she had a easier time coping by distracting herself, she was far from okay mentally.

What happens is, Bonbon would spend the next year in a special school to improve some of her grades, so she could try and enter university again. Yes, a new school even further away. The bonus, the classes were at night! Lovely arriving home at 23:30. Who needs a good sleep schedule when you can sleep all morning am right? More time to lazy around. Cinnamon on the other hand entered uni in another city, so far away she had to move there due to atrocious travel times. There was now a curious problem, both were super far apart and on different schedules of free time. Talking with one another suddenly became super hard, and they ended up talking only on weekends. Cinamon adapted the same way as before, by just talking with her other friends. Bonbon on the other hand, for what should be no surprise, made 0 attempts to make friends on the new school, never speaking to anybody unless she was spoken to. There was only 1 time someone tried to befriend her by introducing themselves, bonbon ended up forgetting their names and face 10 minutes later. Interpret that however you want.

As time passes, those weekends talks delude to just few monthly talks, as Cinnamon would extend the time with the friends on weekends too. For her it wasn't a matter of choosing, she just invites bonbon to the conversations with her group of friends. Sadly, it just made the bunny feel worse. Put yourself in her perspective, being in a group of people you don't get along, where everyone is in university talking about their successful life's are, while you are at the button, hits hard doesn't it? Well, it made her feel like a failure. I'm unsure if I made it obvious, but ever since Bonbon fails to enter university, she just gets slowly worse and worse across that year. An extremely bad sleep schedule for a year makes anyone way grumpier, add in a heavy dose of sarcasm for a bad mood to handle others into the mix, she feels constantly demotivated to study or try things, is extremely lazy, horrible low self-esteem... I could go on but the word 'depressed' probably describes it all symptoms well. Also, from this point forward, you will rarely see her smile. The result by the end up the year is nowadays Bonbon. She is technically at her worse during the year, she does improve a bit afterwards.

Welp, thats it! Graduation is probably the most WIP chapter, there are parts here that need more detailing or changes. But the general core idea is that Bonbon fails to enter university and she basically loses her best friend. I haven't mentioned, but they both never see each other again. (at least, for the part of the lore I have layed out)

[affectionate-robots]

Just posting my ranking of Ariga!Robot Masters by how dateable they are (this is just my personal opinion, so please don't take it seriously)

I only ranked the RMs I've written for (including the RMs I've written a tiny bit for) and also used my reader insert hcs/drabbles about them as part of my reasons behind my placements for them, meaning that I'll put the RMs I haven't written for in the white tier (as I call the tier for the RMs I properly didn't write for yet).

For the robots not mentioned here, I'll just list them below (along with the humans). Also fair warning for long text and unnecessary headcanons:

I'd say Rock/MM and Roll would be in A tier since they'd be great lovers IMHO. The same goes for Copy Rock if he's not acting like a maniac; and if Dr. Light ever had an S.O (shipping him w/ Dr. Lalinde doesn't count since she only appears in the Archie comics), he'd be in both A and C tier IMHO.

Proto Man/Blues on the other hand would be in between A and B, but if I had (honestly) to choose one, it'd be A tier since he'd be a good boyfriend (if his S.O gets close enough to him).

I'm too lazy to think about a reasonable placement for Dr. Wily, so Imma put him in C tier because he screams C tier.

I don't know much about Dr. Cossack's love life, but something tells me he'd be in D tier because if he had a new S.O (that he hopes will not dump/divorce him), he'll be internally and EXTREMELY afraid of getting dumped again. But before we go on, how could I forget Kalinka?? Honestly, she's a solid C tier. Mainly because I see her being a person of both platonic and romantic relationships, and she doesn't care if her S.O is a man or woman (does anyone else hc Kalinka as bisexual?)

And Bass... would be Bass. AKA the nonexistent lowest row (that's below the white tier) in the tier list.

[pearlescentparade]

hear me outt guys. killer!reader x 007n7 toxic yaoi ok ok I NEED to get this out of my system

killer who's deadass obsessed with him . I'm not sure why, maybe it's the sopping wet cat aura or the fact he's a dilf /hj but they WANT him - they just don't know proper ways to show affection. probably initially mistook it for some unreasonably potent hatred but then realized the mere idea of killing him put them in agony and went "wtf". prior to the spectre they would stalk him , watching him in his own home to learn what he likes and needs and have those things on hand to 'gift' to him (place conveniently in his home when he isn't looking). forget to turn on the coffee maker while getting C00lk1dd ready for school? suddenly there's a ten dollar bill to pay for some at the gas station,,

probably also tried to leave a gift that was heartfelt to them, but scared the shit out of 007n7. decapitated head in the windowsill eeeYIKESS!!!!!!!

by the time both reader and him are in the spectre I think it'd have been years possibly of him having No Idea they were there (except for a very prominent feeling of being watched that he'd brushed off,,) before they see him in a match and finally try to introduce themself. and it probably goes something like "hiii dear!!!!!!!" "who the fuck are you". at some point they explain they love him and offhandedly mention the stalking and gifts and he is horrified. because what do you mean he was getting stalked by a murderer while he was just trying to survive with his baby boy. what do you mean that murderer was obsessed with him.

I think at first he'd be terrified and especially avoidant, not at all reciprocal of the feelings(which would utterly destroy the killer for a while btw), but with how outcast he is amongst the survivors and the constant feeling they'd leave him for dead if it benefitted them,,, the idea of someone so dangerous being so obsessed grows gradually more appealing, the idea of being so wanted, so needed. at some point he gives in and indulges them!! which leads to Something.

the killer blatantly avoids killing him, chasing anyone else; if he's the last one left, they try to be as lenient and lazy about their attacks as they can. their justification? Elliot heals, builderman can heal and build defense, shed and guest and chance stun, noob can function as a meat shield for those with low hp, and two time is annoying. 007n7 is hardly as important to slaughter !!

i think I heard somewhere that while survivors are put in the cabins in between rounds killers go to their own personal limbos but I'm ignoring that for the sake of this next one. they sometimes (as often as possible really) sneak into his cabin just to spend time with him. After seeing his,, rather adverse reaction to finding out you stalked him, and all the gifts, you'd avoided doing so and instead made your presence very known. 007n7 has his own scary dog privilege kinda sorta. He knows you would kill for him, that you'd do anything he asked, and it's just about the only comfort he has in this place. killer!reader is like an obedient guard dog. sometimes he berates himself for being selfish and continuing to reciprocate, lashing out at reader and telling them to go away. the two sheepishly meet again days later, act like nothing happened, back to a somewhat lovey-dovey relationship, repeat

oh and they like sitting at 007n7 feet and lying their head on his lap. like a doggy. however, 007n7 likes it when he's surrounded by them. their arms around him, legs entangled with his, chin tucked atop of his head, his face in their neck. it makes him feel safe.

when reqs are open best believe I will send one related to this.. as long as i'm not too late tbh because I feel like your reqs would fill up so fast YOU WRITE SO WELL!!!

anyway I want feedback helgp did I cook or should I never be allowed in the kitchen again

HOLY SHIT ANON THIS IS LITERALLY ALMOST A DRABBLE IN OF ITSELF. wrap it up everyone fkin shakespeare in mny inbox GODDD DAMNNN BRO THIS IS SO GAS .... i esp like 007n7 having to confide in killer! reader bc nobody else likes his ass so he has no other choice but the freak whos obsessed with him.... and him crawling back even after they fight ...... its so pathetic i love it ohh my ogoognndess I WANT TO WRITE TOXIC RELATIO NBSHIPS SO BAD... THANK YOU FOR SHARING THIS IDEA !! AND THANK U FOR LIKING MY WRITINGG keep staying tuned for when requests open again!! i was initially afraid that nobody checked my blog anymore because i dont upload as often as i used to when i first started, and that itd be funny and sad if i opened requests again and nobody sent anything in HASDHS but after opening my inbox i realize u guys are all still here AND come back frequently so thank you all :']

[valacirya]

Decided to make a post about how most (not all) of Thingol's actions that fans criticize were justified (or at least understandable) and in the interest of his people. I'd recommend checking out warrioreowynofrohan and imakemywings for far more comprehensive meta about the tall boi. Also, no quotes because I'm lazy, but all the canon I mention is from the published Silmarillion.

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1. Quenya ban

I've seen the Quenya ban be described as cultural genocide which icks me out. First of all, maybe don't use genocide to describe fictional characters in a fictional universe, especially when it's happening to real people and cultures. Second of all, that term is still inaccurate. Quenya was spoken in Gondolin, probably in Hithlum and Nargothrond too, and no one was punished for it. Earendil could speak Quenya. The Numenoreans could speak Quenya. Bilbo fucking Baggins could speak Quenya.

The ban was a nonviolent way for Thingol to enact some sort of consequence for the people who murdered his brother's people, stole their ships, and then took advantage of his hospitality while keeping this heinous secret. And it was a way to make sure that Sindarin remained the lingua franca of Beleriand, because the Noldor had already proven their disdain towards the Sindar and their intent to establish their own kingdoms. I think it was imakemywings who said that the ban was also a soft power move to show how all the Sindar who worked with/under the Noldor were still ultimately loyal to Thingol and would obey his decree.

So no, the Quenya ban was not racist or xenophobic or cultural genocide. Again, don't use those terms to describe fiction, and if you insist on doing so, at least look them up in the dictionary first.

2. Isolationism

No he wasn't. He was friends with the dwarves, the Laiquendi, and the Falathrim. He made a mutually beneficial alliance with the Haladin. He was rightfully wary of the (armed-to-the-teeth and hiding something) Noldor but even after he learns about the kinslaying he says he won't cut off relations with the Nolofinweans indefinitely because he recognizes that they're in the fight against Morgoth together.

The Girdle of Melian was only put in place after the first battle when Denethor was killed and it was absolutely the right decision strategically. Thingol knew immediately what it took the Noldor 400 years and countless deaths to understand: there was no defeating Morgoth without the Valar. So he took his people and anyone else who was willing, and he created a kingdom with a semblance of peace where they could thrive. Doriath was a fortress and a symbol of hope for Beleriand. As long as Doriath stood, Morgoth hadn't won completely. No one who cared about Beleriand would have sacrificed that hope for some fanciful ideals of vengeance and glory. And don't forget, he let Beleg and Mablung participate in the Nirnaeth. The fact that only those two went means that no one else in Doriath was willing to fight.

3. Maedhros's comment about a king is he who can hold his own

The arrogance. I'm sorry, Mr. I Got Fooled By Morgoth, were you able to hold your own? You'd be a skeleton hanging from a cliff if Fingon hadn't rescued you. Thingol was filling his armories while the Noldor were still chilling in Valinor. Thingol was battling Morgoth while the Noldor were betraying each other and abandoning their home. He literally said: "...elsewhere there are many of my people, and I would not have them restrained of their freedom, still less ousted from their homes." Those are the words of a king who feels responsible for the people outside of Doriath too. Also, check out the difference between Maedhros's "we'll go wherever we want" comment and Thingol's "I don't like them but they'll be the deadliest foes of Morgoth".

His decision to retreat and put up the Girdle was strategically sound. Many Laiquendi joined him after Denethor's death and the Falathrim came and went freely. He had a choice between spreading out his already depleted forces to help the northern Sindar/Falathrim (and likely get annihilated) or retreat, recover, and wait for a better opportunity (the arrival of the Noldor was not a better opportunity; like I said, he knew only the Valar could defeat Morgoth, and Melian also sensed the Doom). Again, Doriath was a symbol of hope. "Gondor wanes, you say. But Gondor stands." Its survival was essential.

4. Attitude towards Men

Look I'm not going to defend his less-than-stellar attitude, but I do think it's exaggerated by the fandom. Before Beren came, Thingol still agreed to let the Haladin dwell in his territory. He even sent the marchwardens to aid them against orcs. And the minute he realizes Beren's loyalty, bravery, and true love for Luthien, he changes and welcomes him (and also appreciates his humor). He treats Turin like a son, and honors and pities Hurin even when Hurin disrespects him. Turgon otoh refuses to let Hurin into Gondolin even though they were actually friends.

5. Didn't join the Union of Maedhros

See: reasons above. Doriath had to survive. Elves could not defeat Morgoth without the Valar. Also, afaik he didn't actually have an army, just the marchwardens and his guard. Also also, Maedhros had subtly threatened him, Celegorm and Curufin had openly threatened him, and this was after they kidnapped and tried to forcibly marry Luthien. Also also also, he "went not to war, nor any out of Doriath save Mablung and Beleg" meaning the general populace didn't want to fight either.

6. Didn't accept refugees

As far as I'm aware, this is completely fanon. The (Noldorin, just fyi) refugees of Nargothrond are accepted into Doriath, as are the Sindar after Bragollach. Curufin and Celegorm's people join Amrod in Ossiriand I believe after the Nirnaeth. There's no canonical basis for this claim.

7. Responsible for Finrod's death

Nah dude. I'm not saying he was right in setting the quest, it was absolutely a horrible quest. But Finrod decided of his own free will to help Beren. You can say that he wouldn't have died if Thingol hadn't set the quest, but that's like saying if Morgoth hadn't stolen the Silmarils, the kinslayings wouldn't have happened. Objectively true, but missing a whole lotta nuance and absolving the Feanorians of their culpability. And I'm not comparing Thingol with Morgoth so don't start.

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The criticisms I don't mention are the ones I agree with. He should have listened to Melian. He should have reasoned with the dwarves instead of insulting them; honestly, his death was pretty stupid. He probably should have been a little more willing to establish relations with the Nolofinweans, but I understand completely why he didn't. He definitely shouldn't have fucked with the Silmaril but tbh, that seemed like one of the parts where a bigger force was determining things, like it was written in the Music already, because that Silmaril did play a key role in Morgoth's defeat.

In conclusion: Thingol rocked, fandom shocked.

Obligatory disclaimer: I meant no offense to anybody, and everyone is entitled to hold their own opinion on the Silm and its characters.

[the-weeping-dawn]

-> BASICS

Name: Ilztaun Auvryvirr

Class/Subclass: Aberrant Mind Sorcerer College of Eloquence Bard (usually a few levels in Wizard, School of Necromancy)

Background: Noble

Gender: Male

Sexuality: bisexual

Pronouns: he/him

-> OTHER

Family: Three siblings he still counts, Sylf, *gestures to the various lunatics he got stuck living with a few months and now cannot escape*

Birthplace: Menzoberranzan

Job: Co-Head of Knights of the Shield Bard, of a few finds Actor composer Alchemist Hat juggler for many reasons

Phobias: He's generally agoraphobic, but it's something about vast open skies that set of the terror of being somewhere he's not meant to be the worst Second worse. Combined with horizon. He was nearly screaming before needing to look anywhere else. (keeping in the rigging of all things kept him sane) To become what someone else wants him to be ever again. Ducks. Okay the first time he was in the night above ducklings. He missed seeing their mother and stepped too closely. She didn't miss him at all.. just suspicious of them from then on.

Guilty Pleasures: Fuck you.

Hobbies: Embroidery, drawing, learning instruments which can never be useful, gardening, talking to every.single.cat. in the city.

-> MORALS

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Sins: Pride, wrath,envy lust but he doesn't count it

Virtues: Diligence, Charity(he'll fight tooth and nail to deny.)

-> THIS OR THAT

Introverted/Ambivert/Extrovert

Organized/Disorganized (HE HAS A SYSTEM! THE SYSTEM HAS A SYSTEM!)

Close-minded/Open-minded

/Anxious/Restless (he has never been calm to where we've removed the whole option)

Disagreeable/In-Between/Agreeable

Patient/In-Between/Impatient

Outspoken /In-Between/Reserved

Leader/Follower/Flexible

Empathetic/In-between/Apathetic (will lie about.)

Optimist/Realist/Pessimist (Will claim extreme pessimism in words. Never holds to them for more than 5 minutes or will argue against himself if the same opinion is expressed by someone else. )

Traditional/In-Between/Modern

Hard-working/Lazy

-> RELATIONSHIPS

OTP: Ilztaun/Emperor

Acceptable Ships: Minthara, Barcus, Gale...Party bicycle mf......

OT3: Unethical Polycule AU lives in my head rent free. Like Lae'zel lives with he and Emperor and Shadow/Wyll and her parents without anyone knowing it she knows the concept even.

BroTP: Shadowheart, Lae'zel and Gale. ...Barcus again....I keep forgetting characters outside the party but this si the 3rd I'm doing ^.^;

NoTP: Karlach oddly, she just shoudl have better taste.

-> BASICS

Name Ian

Class/Subclass: Druid Circle of Stars Assassin Rogue Divine Soul Sorc

Background: Haunted One

Gender: Woman? In the default kind of sense

Sexuality: lesbian

Pronouns: Whatever

-> OTHER

Family: She'd rather not still care about Orin but sadly, they were close once. no she doesn't count certain entities.

Birthplace: Not quite sure she was born. Though her memory is almost entirely in Baldur's Gate....

Job: She'd like to continue as an adventurer Former Bhaalist cult leader.

Phobias: Loss of control. Herself. That She's going to wake up and find Shadowheart dead. Or another bard. No idea what it was with bards....they both seemed so kind.....perhaps that was more it, and being a bard followed?

Guilty Pleasures: The feeling of skin ripped from flesh, laying out an identifying bodies left in a mangle of viscera, the taste of blood while biting in wild shape, that she regularly pictures friends without skin, what their flesh might taste like. ANYWAY.

Hobbies: Picked up whittling from Halsin, around the same time he started teaching her druid craft as a way to be a little more productive with the knife she refused to put down. Mainly actually likes doing detailing in buildings. Has gotten very good at climbing about Shadowheart's parent's home since she can't remember where a ladder is, can remember how to get up to reach doorframes, windows and so on without one.

-> MORALS

Alignment: Chaotic Good. Maybe?

Sins: Wrath, Greed

Virtues: hm.

-> THIS OR THAT

Introverted/Ambivert/Extrovert

Organized/Disorganized

Close-minded/Open-minded

Calm/Anxious/Restless

Disagreeable/In-Between/Agreeable

Patient/In-Between/Impatient

Outspoken/In-Between/Reserved

Leader/Follower/Flexible

Empathetic/In-between/Apathetic

Optimist/Realist/Pessimist

Traditional/In-Between/Modern

Hard-working/Lazy

-> RELATIONSHIPS

OTP: Ian/Shadowheart

Acceptable Ships: Ian/Karlach or Kagha

OT3: I think for the time being she's not to polyamory yet.

BroTP: She is one of my latched onto Halsin much like a baby duck. Also she and Shadowheart with Isobel and Aylin. Independently yes. But Again the duckling metaphor cannot be more true than with them, who thankfully would take the moon and stars ducklings in stride. Lena/Gortash...Unfortunately she returned quite different even with her memories back, Gortash didn't and wasn't really someone she could understand why they were friends beyond shared loneliness.....Which would describe the entire group she'e found but.....It's not her job to fix him, it took her brain being so wrecked it's being held together with a bit of parasite.....So on the pile with Orin he goes. ....Would have been nice to keep just one of them, especially since the first she thought she might want to live in this world for more than just service to her father, was realizing they might have become friends, one she'd hold off killing as long as she could even which then...is as high affection as she had.....

NoTP: Also Gortash. Really anyone that could cause her to be part Bhaal's breeding kink. People who are not Shadowheart

-> BASICS

Name: Sylfiel [Nothing More]

Class/Subclass: Wizard, School of Transmutation Life Domain Cleric (Formerly War Cleric while still following Lolth) Wild magic Sorcerer

Background: Noble

Gender: Woman

Sexuality: pansexual

Pronouns: She/Her

-> OTHER

Family: No. (Ilztaun but also he does tend to more firmly define that by blood so she'd not say it. You'd think grabbing her)

Birthplace: Menzoberranzan

Job: Adventurer, magical item specialist

Phobias: Returning to Menzoberranzan, Loosing control of her magic again, That the incident had survivors after all. Isolation, large dogs. Horses.

Guilty Pleasures: She rejects the concept and has had enough guilt for any pleasure for at least her lifetime no matter how long and four others.

Hobbies: Painting, sewing, she's been learning some metal working, likely to go more in a goldsmithing direction though it's mainly because she learned she enjoyed the craft itself while testing different techniques with Damon before actually working with the hammer itself.

-> MORALS

Alignment: Chaotic Neutra leaning a lot more on the evil end of things

Sins: Pride, Wrath, Pride again, Greed

Virtues: Diligence

-> THIS OR THAT

Introverted/Ambivert/Extrovert

Organized/Disorganized

Close-minded/Open-minded

Calm/Anxious/Restless

Disagreeable/In-Between/Agreeable

Patient/In-Between/Impatient

Outspoken/In-Between/Reserved

Leader/Follower/Flexible

Empathetic/In-between/Apathetic

Optimist/Realist/Pessimist

Traditional/In-Between/Modern

Hard-working/Lazy

-> RELATIONSHIPS

OTP: Sylfiel/Gale

Acceptable Ships: I need to finally run her to decide these two

OT3: Again need to get her through an entire play to decided these two more firmly

BroTP: Sylf/Damon (she assumed she'd hate him upon meeting and then they never shut up, mainly about their crafts of asking details of the other.)

NoTP: Sylfiel/Minthara.

TAGGING: @maud-lin @baldursghaik @thefloatingstone @nearest-x-dearest @squidgang

....anyone who's feeling like it? I guess?

AND I FORGOT TO SAY UP FRONT I WAS TAGGGED BY @arach-tinilith THANK YOU <3 <3

[maudite-vache]

hello tumblr stay.

irls scroll past this or forget you saw it. you know you you are.

anyway for everyone else i wrote this little chan drabble when i couldnt sleep and im kinda shy about it but i want some feedback if anyones willing to give it a read

showering together, sleepy kisses, chans love language is acts of service, so soft and fluffy it's practically a cloud, ignore the fact that there's not a single capital letter in this whole thing, i was far too lazy for that, i could barely bring myself to put quotation marks and apostrophes

feel free to leave comments if anything doesn't make sense or is repetitive or any feedback like that. and of course positive feedback is welcome too 😊

“she” is anyone you want to imagine. you could imagine yourself or i think the character could fit a fem felix minho or jisung (i see them acting like this when they're tired). i like to think it's sort of poetically vague. but i must admit i wrote it as a self insert.

likes and reblogs appreciated <3

hope you enjoy

they've just walked in their apartment, sweaty and sandy after a long day playing beach volleyball with their friends and swimming in the ocean. she drops her beach bag on the floor and collapses on the couch mumbling about how tired she is.

chan coos, “did baby play too much?”

she pouts, “yeah i did,” and turns away and closes her eyes against the squishy couch cushions.

“no love you can't sleep now or you'll be miserable later.”

“i'm not sleeping,” she mumbles into the couch cushions while wiggling to get comfier and clearly getting sleepier by the second.

“cmon baby, you need to at least shower to get the sand off you.”

“nooooooo ‘m comfy.”

chan leans down to whisper and brush his fingers through her chin length hair.

“it’ll be nice, baby. i’ll even wash your hair for you.”

at this she stills and takes her face slightly out of the cushions, clearly intrigued so chan gently picks her up in a princess carry and she lets herself be brought to the shower with her arms around his neck and face pressed against his chest. she nuzzles in and hums happily against his soft and well worn tank top.

he sets her on her feet in the bathroom and chuckles as she grumbles about the loss of closeness.

“cmon baby, you’ll feel better after.”

he gently helps her undress and gets her settled to sit under the water while chan removes his own clothes. she closes her eyes and lazily rinses sand off herself, relishing the feeling of the cool water on her sun warmed skin.

when chan steps in she scooches away from the water to make room and watches while he sighs and lets the water run through his hair and fingers.

after a quick rinse chan sits down as well with his knees slightly to his chest and motions for her to come.

she quietly moves to sit in front of him leaning back on his shins like a chair and rests her head on his knees like they've done many times before.

they talk softly and about little things they enjoyed or found funny at the beach while chan gets all the sand out of her hair using the handheld showerhead.

as tiny drops of water land on her face she remembers something then quietly recalls with a sleepy smile:

“one time when i was washing my hair i subconsciously squeezed my eyes shut and then got scared because i thought someone turned off the lights even though it was the middle of the day and the lights weren't even on to begin with.”

she can hear his smile when he says, “pabo.”

she lets out a small chuckle, “yeah i rly made myself laugh at the time.”

“you're so cute.”

after a moment she leans her head back as far as she can, looking upside down at his pretty sunkissed cheeks.

“can cutie have a kiss?” she says then puckers her lips and closes her eyes waiting.

his eyes soften at the sight and he leans down to press a sweet kiss to her forehead and then her nose.

she frowns and opens her eyes. “no channie i meant on my mouth.” she tries to pout but chan can see the corners of her lips trying to creep into a smile.

he coos as his eyes soften again beyond what should be possible.

he obliges and presses soft slow kisses to her lips. she hums happily as they feel each other's smiles in the kiss.

his hand finds her shoulders and he slowly runs them up and down her arms. she responds with a content sigh and brings one of her hands to his cheek.

when chan pulls away they watch each other blink slowly with smitten smiles on their faces.

he leans into her hand as she rubs her thumb lightly at the soft spot under his ear.

“you’d make a good spider-man.”

he huffs out a laugh and kisses her hairline before wrapping his arms around her as best he can with his legs in the way.

he leans his cheek on her head and whispers a barely audible “i love you.”

her eyes well up a little at the sheer affection and adoration in his voice. she quickly moves to wrap her arms around his and press her cheek against the inside of his bicep.

“i love you.”

they stay that way for a few moments, warm all the way through, the touch and the golden evening sunlight creating a lovely relaxing atmosphere after their full day.

they're quiet still as chan slowly massages the shampoo into her hair. chan sees her relax even further as he hums whatever melody comes to his mind. by the time he starts rinsing her hair again she's slipped a few inches down his shins.

he gently tugs her back up so the water doesn't run down her face “what am i gonna do with you if you fall asleep on me in the shower, love?”

she once again denies that she's falling asleep but keeps her eyes closed.

when she's letting the conditioner sit in her hair she watches quietly as chan washes himself from the day. she likes to test herself to see if she remembers the order of his shower routine but it's a really easy test because her brain holds on tight to everything about chan.

when chan turns away from her towards the water she can't resist tapping his butt and giggling when it jiggles.

he just sighs and rolls his eyes, “i should've seen that coming.”

“yeah you should’ve.”

even though they have already cleaned all the beach off, they stand under the soothing water longer, sharing sweet words and more soft kisses in each other's arms, mindlessly trailing hands across warm skin. once they're both sufficiently pruny they finally step out and dry each other. yes it would be easier to each dry themselves but both of them want more excuses for hugs.

after drying off, she's about to walk out of the bathroom but chan catches her and lifts her onto the counter. she's confused at first but the tension leaves her when she sees chan reach for her favourite after-sun cream.

she admires his focused face as he rubs it into her arms and legs, making sure not to miss any spots.

when chan meets her eyes after he decides she's perfectly lotioned, she knows the love in her eyes is obvious.

“thank you, love.”

“of course, baby. i know you don't like the feeling of it on your hands, it's my pleasure.” he cradles her face softly before pulling her in for a kiss. her smile makes it difficult to properly kiss him back so she pulls away to pepper kisses all over his face instead, and the giggles it brings out of him are music to her ears.

he wraps her legs around his waist and she squeaks and wraps her arms tightly around his shoulders as he picks her up to carry her to their bedroom.

they get in their comfiest pjs (which for chan is just boxers) before getting in bed and lying on their sides staring at each other with tired smiles.

“did you have fun” she says quietly, gently pushing some hair out of his face and running her fingers along his scalp.

“yeah i did.” he leans into the touch and cant help closing his eyes.

“i love seeing you smile with the boys.”

he lets out an embarrassed noise and turns onto his stomach to bury his face into his pillow to hide his blush and goofy smile.

“aww you’re so cute when you’re shy.”

“no you’re cuter,” the sound is muffled by the pillow.

“nuh-uh you’re definitely cuter,” she says, scratching the back of his neck.

he goes soft in her touch and grumbles nonsense into the pillow knowing he can't win this game when it comes to his stubborn girlfriend.

she presses slow kisses wherever she can reach on his shoulder, neck and jaw, which finally makes him come out of his hiding spot to meet her lips with his own. the kisses get more and more lazy until she pulls away with a final peck to his lips.

“goodnight, baby, i love you,” she says, running her fingers down his back.

he melts into the mattress and mumbles out an i love you.

she continues petting him softly up and down his back with her nails and fingers.

chan laughs quietly when her hand starts to slow and go limp on his back. but it's not long before he falls asleep too, listening to her deep breathing.

[bonny-kookoo]

Snoeball being part of Jungkook's recent live? How would army react to that?

A/N: since yall always want angst..

Jungkook sometimes forgets that while he might think of his fans often throughout the day, they're not with him all the time. They don't know everything that he does- and they're not just a bunch of angels, willing to accept whatever decision he might make for himself.

So it's unsurprising that when the chat fills with messages, it's not just happy comments and hearts and innocent questions.

It's many, Many confused people, some even angry and upset at the implications of the visual situation he's in. Not because he's shirtless, or in bed-

But because he's shirtless, and in bed, with you right beside him, still asleep.

There's no way he can talk himself out of this so quickly, so he struggles, attempts to mask his own horror and growing panic by acting as if his connection is junk. It's not- it's perfectly fine, but he needs to buy himself some time to think of any way to explain why you'd be in the same bed with him almost naked.

Well, at least you're wearing a top- although the clear Calvin Klein logo on the corner up top near the neckline makes it somewhat worse, because it's clear from the fit alone and the way too big size that it's not yours-

And in his household, the only logical conclusion would be that it's his.

He's in deep shit.

There's no way he can just be honest- just go 'oh yeah, Snowball and I had sex and went to bed late' because at the end of the day these people watching him right now aren't his friends. A lot of them aren't even his fans right now. He's sure of it. They're probably fuming, disappointed, and angry.

And he's got no clue how to talk himself out of it.

Jimin seems to save the day however- asking in the chat if your nightmares had cleared up throughout the night- and Jungkook immediately grabs that lifeline thrown towards him by his bandmate.

"Ah yes, her nightmares.." he offers, nodding. "Hm, Snowball had a panic attack last night from the thunderstorm, so she slept in my bed." He nods, licking his lips in nervousness, hoping no one catches him lying. "I got a little lazy because I was really tired, so I gave her my shirt I was wearing so she can sleep a bit better. Because, you know, hybrids are really sensitive to scents. So I thought it might help, you know?" He offers, and it seems like it's somewhat working.

'She's drowning in it' jimin comments. Jungkook laughs.

"Ah yeah, my size is way too big on her.' He jokes, hopes to somewhat elevate the mood, as he changes the topic to something else.

He knows he fucked up.

He knows especially after ending the live, and checking social media- online magazines already feeding on his mistake like vultures, calling it 'suspicious', and picking out comments from netizens who call his actions inappropriate and even worse things. How he shouldn't let you sleep in his bed, how this could be possibly all just a play from his side to see if people would accept it if he was to be in a realtionship-

And he wants to cry like a toddler left alone in a mall, because it's just not fair.

He loves you, so much, and he wishes he could just do that openly. But no matter if hybrid or not, there's just no way anyone could ever survive being his partner.

Jimin calls his phone. He picks up.

"Aish Jungkookie, what were you thinking?" He scolds softly, and Jungkook just sighs, running a hand through his hair before he looks at you, still sleeping, barely having moved at all, unaware of the things happening. "I heard from Yoongi. About you.. three. I'm happy, I really am- but don't be so reckless." His bandmate reminds him.

"I know. I'm sorry." He offers. "I didn't.. think. I really didn't. I should've." He scolds himself, upset at it all. Now he's back at square one with you- and everyone involved. Now people will put every interaction between you and the band on a pedestal to gawk at and analyze.

He ruined it.

"Well figure it out. For now, just lay low." He offers. "Management will probably have a word with you soon."

"I'm sorry." Jungkook apologizes again. "I ruined it."

"Not yet." Jimin tries to reassure. "I'm sure some will be mad- yoongi-hyung is gonna tear you a new one that's for sure. But it'll die down." He tells the younger singer over the phone. "She's safe with us, down the line. We've got security that's top notch."

"But now we can't let her be seen with anybody anymore." He whines. "She had so much fun in the UK with me, and with Suga-hyung on his tour and now I fucked it up and she won't get to do any of it anymore." Jungkook complains, gripping his hair.

"Like I said, we'll figure it out." Jimin tells him. "For now, calm down. Sort your head a bit."

"I feel horrible." Jungkook reveals. "Just looking at her- I'm so stupid." He shakes his head at nothing.

"You're just innocent when it comes to these things." Jimin sighs on the other end of the line. "You'll learn."

"I just want people to.. accept us." Jungkook complains stubbornly. "What's so bad about what we have?"

"Absolutely nothing." His friend responds. "Like I said, calm down first. We'll figure out where to go from here." He offers.

"What if they take Snowball away now?" Jungkook whimpers. "Just because of me?"

"Jungkook they literally can't. She's filed for independent living, remember?" He says, and it's then that it hits Jungkook.

You did file for independence. You did get it approved.

You don't belong to anyone but yourself. You simply choose to stay with the boys, with him, because you want to. No one can take you away because you're technically your own legal guardian.

You're safe.

You won't leave.

And as he hangs up with a thanks to his friend, his phone clatters down onto the floor forgotten as he wraps his arms around you, tightly, so he can remind himself that you'll stay even if this all goes south.

You won't leave him alone, even if they all hate you and him.

You won't leave him alone.

And neither will he.

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

I will never forget what y'all was saying about Jessica Drew. So much of the fandom narrative around her does her dirty.

Like at least Miguel be on trial for shit he absolutely did and would do again given the chance

People be like 'Jessica threatened to tell Miguel that Gwen saw Miles'

No she didn't.

That just didn't happen. Like that occurrence just didn't take place whatsoever

If we're being real Jessica doesn't give the slightest fuck about Miles 😭😭 AT ALL

They're talking about The Spot and how he's going from Alchemax to Alchemax.

Lyla says he's a total canon killer and asks what they want to do.

And Jess says "You have an hour to fix this, or I can't help you."

Which isn't a threat IT'S JUST THE TRUTH

The Spot is gaining power at an unstoppable rate, hitting up different Alchemax's. He's a danger to canon.

Jessica can either call Miguel now, or give Gwen one more chance to fix it.

But if Gwen can't fix it in an hour Jessica genuinely can't help her because The Spot would be literally too powerful for anyone to do anything.

Like literally in an hour, if The Spot is still on the loose - chances are there's NOTHING anyone can do to help the situation.

Eventually Lyla - who by the way could go and tell Miguel right there and now - will HAVE to let Miguel know about what's happening.

And Jessica is like 'hurry up and deal with The Spot before this gets too big. Or else, I can't help you'

Cause like... Deadass at that point Jessica would genuinely be powerless.

The situation at that point is not about Miguel or Miles. It's about stopping the Spot.

When Spot tears up Mumbattan PLUS Miles escaped his universe PLUS PLUS Pavitr's misses a canon event -

At that point Lyla has to tell Miguel what's wrong - it's not like he's not gonna find out.

Jessica never even threatened her 😭😭 She was literally just talking to Gwen. Telling her the truth

Like what do you want this woman to do about The Spot? She can reprimand Gwen for seeing Miles but as soon as she hears about the Spot Jessica couldn't care less about Miles.

She goes from 'Girl what were you thinking' to 'Gwen you need to fix this right now' in 10 seconds flat. If anything Jessica cares about Miles the least, compared to everyone else.

Jessica even says it later "You let him (The Spot) get away, I can't help you-"

Because Jessica cares about their jobs.

That's why she doesn't even talk to Miles ever. At that point she doesn't care. Her main concern is her job and Gwen.

This is what I mean when I'm like all the things people dislike Jessica for she didn't even do 🤨

Even in the script it shows her being sympathetic and even regretful in how callous she seems when talking to Gwen. She never specifically puts Gwen in danger or leads danger to her (like SOME people)

Jessica wants to be a good mentor.

She wants to give Gwen a chance, and emotional support. But she's a working pregnant black woman handling a lot of the heavy field work that Miguel is too lazy or uncharismatic to do - like being his backup or managing first response on the anamoly.

She's a woman about to start her journey of motherhood, and we see that inexperience in the way she approaches Gwen. She wants to be warmer, but doesn't know how. She wants to give Gwen a chance to fix her mistakes, but she knows she can't fix those mistakes for Gwen.

See-'

I can't with y'all I CAN'T.

Stop lying on my mama alright she ain't even do nuthin

Jessica Drew is a good mentor actually you guys are just really mean

[osleeplessflowero]

☕Relax❄️

> In honor of Christmas/Gyftmas/the Holidays I decided to write a oneshot with Edge including some holiday vibes. I hope you enjoy! > Reader goes by They/Them pronouns as always. 💜 > Reader is implied to have lips, so my apologies to anyone with skelesonas! > Implied to be dating Edge here.

A fire crackles in the fireplace in the living room. An old radio plays some holiday classics, a calm atmosphere everywhere in the house. Red's out for the day, wanting to go catch up with some old friends, which leaves you and Edge alone in the house. You don't mind that at all, it just means you'll be able to spend some alone time with your favorite skeleton. (Sorry, Red, but it's true!)

You sit in Edge's room on a couch in there, typing away at something on your laptop. You'd been working for a few hours now, wanting to get something done before you could let yourself have free time.

It isn't until you hear the sound of familiar heel clicks that you look up, seeing Edge looking down at you. His hands on both sides of your head on the back of the couch. You shoot him a smile with lazy eyes.

"Hey, Edge." "What Are You Doing?" "Working, why?" "You've Been Working Since I Left Earlier To Go To The Store. Are You Not Tired?" "I'm usually the one to ask you that..how funny." "You're Dodging The Question, Love."

You feel your face heat up at his softer tone of voice..and the nickname.

"I just wanted to get some stuff done, y'know?.." "Well, You Need To Take A Break." "Well..what do you suggest I do otherwise?" "Obviously, You Could Spend The Day With Me." "Would you like that, Paps?"

He gives you a smirk. "Would I Ask If I Wouldn't?" "Fair enough." You close your laptop lightly, putting it away somewhere safe. "So, where to first?" "Since It's Just About Gyftmastime, We Should Bake Sweets To Celebrate. It's Tradition, After All." "You just want sweets, don't you?" "It! Is Entirely For Traditional Reasons! Come Along Now." His cheekbones flush a little red as he walks out, and you can't help but smile at his actions as you follow him downstairs to the kitchen.

"Now Then," He puts an apron over his sweater that you got him a while back, grabbing ingredients and his recipe books. "What Do You Suggest We Bake First?" "Hmmm..how about some cookies? Starting off simple." "That'll Do." He grabs what you'd both need for the cookies, sitting them down on the counter.

You look over the recipe book, sitting down a little bowl and pouring in a mix Edge had previously bought for the occasion. You then focus on mixing some ingredients together, Edge cracking the eggs and dropping the yolks in the bowl, disposing of the shells. You focus on mixing for a moment until you feel his arms wrap around you from behind, feeling your face heat up a bit.

"You've Been Working Too Hard Recently..If You're Going To Get Onto Me About That Then I Think It's Only Fair I Do The Same." He rests the bottom of his chin on the top of your head. "Edge.." "You Need To Take More Breaks. Relax For A Bit, Take Care Of Yourself. Of Course, I'd Be More Than Happy To Take Care Of You..But It'd Be Ideal For You To Do That For Yourself As Well." "Look at you, worrying about lil' ol' me." You smile a little. "It's My Job To Worry. I Love You More Than Anything Else In This World. You Mustn't Forget That."

You sit the bowl down, turning to him and staring up into his eyelights.

"And what if I do forget?.." "Then I Suppose I'll Just Have To Remind You, Won't I?" "I wouldn't mind that." "Of Course You Wouldn't."

You grin, leaning up a bit and pressing your lips to his teeth. He leans down a bit, returning the gesture, placing his hand on the back of your head to comfortably hold your head in place. The rest of your surroundings seem to slip away..only the sound of the fire and the lighthearted music being heard.

After a moment, you both pull away, your faces both burning bright.

"That never gets old-" "It..Truly Doesn't."

You turn your focus back to the bowl, finishing up mixing everything together, placing the dough onto a pan carefully, separating it. You then entrust Edge with putting the cookies into the oven since he can't feel the heat with his hands.

"So...after this, maybe we could watch something together. Just you and me, maybe in your room? Or mine, it doesn't matter. I just..want to be with you for a while. If that's okay, of course." "Of Course It Is, Love. My Door Is Always Open For You, You Know That." "I knowwww. I'm just making sure. I wouldn't want to overstep a boundary."

He chuckles, messing up your hair a little, earning a pout from you as you fix it back.

"Don't Worry About It."

There's a peaceful silence between you with the exception of the music, before you get an idea and stop leaning on the counter.

"Gimme your hand." "Why?" "Just do it, please."

He looks a bit confused before you take his hand, holding it with your own and putting your other hand over his shoulder. He sees what you're trying to do, adjusting his posture and placing his hands in their proper places.

The two of you slowly sway to the music, simply admiring each other as you do.

Snow softly hits the windows of your house, freezing them. Human and monster children alike play together in the snow outside, building snowpeople and other entities, having snowball fights, and overall just a great time.

Despite the cold outside, all you can feel right now is..warmth. Just as you always have in Edge's company..

The timer going off interrupts the peace, and the two of you separate to take them out of the oven. You press a kiss against his cheek while he's leaning down, earning another sly smirk from him in return.

"Alrighty, let's decorate these and make them pretty." "After You."

[howlsofbloodhounds]

I found something that reminded me of Delta but I'm too shy to come off of anon, so I'll be translating the image to text.

[ID: "Hello character who is desperate to be a good person; I want to play a game. In front of you is the one person you will never be able to save. You have the rest of your life to make peace with this. There are no defined repercussions if you fail, but we both know you're going to attempt to win regardless. Your time starts now."]

Thoughts?

I had two. One, Color and Epic. Two, Ultratale Frisk.

I feel the Color one should be clear. The man is chasing after someone who dangerous and unstable, because Color simply can’t stand to sit around and do nothing when someone who is hurting has asked him for help.

This puts Color’s life in danger, his mental health, his safety. Potentially anyone Color is connected to if Nightmare is that petty to want revenge, which in turn fucks up Color’s mental health more and encourages him to keep moving on.

Of course, the trauma of being forgotten and trapped in the Void for who knows how long greatly effected Color’s issues with feeling trapped and always needing to stay on the move, but the need to chase after Killer and also avoid drawing Nightmare’s potential attention to anyone else close to Color is another motivation.

Delta gets first hand exposure to how everything with Killer and Nightmare affects Color. He’s very likely the one who tries to patch up Color’s injuries because Color doesn’t want to do it himself, he’s the one who calms Color down from panic attacks, nightmares, flashbacks, and meltdowns when Killer isn’t there to try.

He’s the one who sees the fear in Color’s eye when, after finally saving Killer, even losing sight of the other guy causes Color to tremble and overthink. Delta’s the one who hears about all the awful things Color had to watch be done to Killer, and he’s the one who hears Color’s fears that Killer will forget him one day.

Color isn’t often like this, he’s usually more laid back even if more prone to being grumpy. But Delta sees it all and tries his absolute best to support his friend when he’s struggling so much, and most days Delta can’t help but try to convince Color to stop. Chasing after Killer is killing him slowly, and it hurts Delta watch him deteriorate before his eyes.

(I’m also of the belief that being a witness to this type of stuff from both Epic and Color is precisely one of the reasons why the guy has issues with both Killer and Cross at first, outside of the whole crimes and murder. They hurt his friends and made him powerless to do anything but watch and try to convince them to care about themselves even half as much as they do about others.

Of course, this is mostly a subconscious thing Delta probably refuses to acknowledge or admit to himself at first because he’s aware that Cross and Killer weren’t doing it intentionally, but still. Emotions and trauma aren’t logical.)

Two, Ultratale Frisk. Delta seems to have taken it as a very deep personal failure that he failed to stop Frisk from having their soul absorbed, and he seems to think that’s precisely why everyone in his AU—the entire Underground—died. Because he was too lazy and sat on the sidelines, doing nothing but watching.

And dreaming about Toriel from Beta’s memories makes it so much worse—because of the promise he made to protect Frisk. Delta has grown to care for Beta himself, from Beta’s memories he can see just how much Toriel cared for both Beta and Frisk and therefore likely every other fallen child. How the grief and loss, over and over, would’ve impacted his friend, and how he was careless to make that promise to protect Frisk.

He looks at Beta, all their innocence and youth, and sees Frisk; what he failed to protect. What the entire Underground failed to protect, even. The children. The future.

Out of Frisk and Color/Epic, I think the only one he’ll ever be able to make peace with being unable to save is Frisk. Not only because it has already happened and he needs to move on, for his own kid now, for Toriel’s memory as well, because this is definitely what Papyrus would want for him—but because Frisk is a lesson—a reminder. To not let any of the other children be unprotected like that again, to try and protect them and by extension the Underground in other AUs.

He’d love to be able to protect Frisk like he should’ve, like he said he would, but he didn’t. It hurts, but he didn’t. He will do better. If he had Frisk in front of him again, he’d probably ruffle their hair or pat their head—make one of his rare jokes again, before genuinely apologizing for failing them.

And Frisk would probably smile and give him a tight hug, forgiveness before they have to go for good this time. Maybe they’d say hello to Beta, and approve of Delta’s work of trying to protect AUs and take care of Beta—but they’d remind him to not join them and the rest of the Underground. Papyrus misses him, too, but he’d better not see Sans too soon.

(Of course, the prompt is can Sans accept that he can never save Frisk no matter how badly he wants to; not can Sans realize that he never could’ve realistically protected Frisk in the first place. He’s gonna need a therapist to unpack that one.)

As for Epic and Color, these are the two he refuses to accept that he can’t save—even if only from themselves. In his eyes, they’re good, strong people—they’ve been through far too much to pass on from life with anything but a big smile and no regrets, happy.

(Of course, though. Does he realize how happy Epic would be to simply die?)

So I think he already experiences having Color and Epic in front of him everyday, trying to support them and help them and refusing to accept the possibility that he can’t.

[madisonmontgomeryimagines]

no coven alternative universe, in which reader who’s a fan of her, and her movies recognizes madison in a bar (or any place you want really), and asks for a picture. Except that madison’s a little mean and annoying (as she usually is, and we love her for that), so reader goes "yeah no you know what i’m not a fan anymore bye", and it strikes madison’s huge ego so she kinda tries to win her back

Everyone was entitled to their own privacy, and they should be granted their own anonymity if they so desired, but when every action they took only defined who they were with all of their dazzling star-studded accomplishments, it didn't seem like that was the desire at all. Still, you hung back at the table with your brother's date, watched the way other people interacted with her as you tried to quell your excitement enough for your heart to stop deafening you.

Madison Montgomery seemed to cast away nearly anyone who wanted her attention, though to be fair you had mainly seen men approaching her. There were a handful of lucky individuals who she seemed to appraise and tolerate for a few minutes, drinking in their companionship until they were dismissed. You couldn't really distinguish the deciding factor for her, and you hung back as your excitement crossed the line into anxiety.

By the time you'd worked up your nerve to even say hello, you were alone at the table and the bar was mercifully more quiet. Deciding it was as good a time as any, you finally pulled yourself from your chair and walked to the bar, still figuring out what to even say when she turned her head as if feeling your presence the second it broached the barrier of space she had claimed. Madison's piercing gaze nearly made you stop short, but the hint of a lazy smirk on her lips encouraged you to take those final two steps.

"Hi, I don't mean to bother you. I really admire your work, Madison, and you along with some of your roles have been real sources of inspiration for me." A measured breath, steadying yourself. "Would you mind if I got a picture-"

Her voice overlapped with your question.

"Then don't. If you don't want to bother me, just turn back around and..."

You missed the last few words as your brain backpedaled to process what she'd just said, letting them soak in enough for you to realize you were shaking your head. "Right. Forget it, I thought you were someone else. One less fan to breathe down your neck. Have a nice night."

And then you'd fled, turned away from her to go close out your tab and go home. Your body blazed with an inferno of discomfort, and you knew it was only a matter of time before the stunned anger evaporated to leave the hurt raw and sensitive.

"Wait-"

You didn't. You didn't want to, at least, yet you found yourself rooted to the spot. For a second everything around you felt fuzzy and too far away, making you close your eyes against the dizziness. When you opened them, you were sitting on the stool beside Madison's. You didn't remember turning back around or sitting with her, but you were again close enough to smell her perfume.

"Hear me out."

You couldn't explain it, but her words seemed to shimmer in the air between the two of you, and as much as you wanted to get up and leave, a blanket of pacification was weighing you down. In the back recesses of your mind, you felt a little like a hostage. She seemed pleased enough with your immobility.

"Look, I'm not saying it's right," that was as close as you'd get to an admission that she might be wrong, "but when so many people put you on a pedestal towering above them, tell you how much better than them you are, it's your obligation to be better than them." She paused, nodding to the bartender when a glass was set in front of you. Her elegant fingers trailed along the creased fold of the napkin beside her own glass as she studied you.

"I'm not sure this is helping your case."

"Shut up and drink your drink. Why do you love when I'm a bitch on screen but no one can take it in person?" Madison's dark eyes rolled, and you contemplated your drink, really not seeing where this was supposed to be turning around. Still, you took a sip of something that tasted like peach.

"Do you still want a picture? I'm not staying here all night."

[hazbinbrainrotimnotokay2]

Kay so crack theory #2

In episode 7, someone (I forget who lmao) mentions "how will we defeat them, just the 7 of us" as in the number seven. 7 years, 7 deadly sins, 7 episodes until that point, 7 rings of hell, 7 of them.

The number 7 clearly holds significance, but I won't get into any of this right now (or ever, i'm too lazy)

But the main point I want to make is, 7 deadly sins, 7 characters in the main/secondary-ish-main cast, and obviously the Seven Deadly Sins are characters in the show/Helluva Boss already but I mean each one probably like REPRESENTS one

Based on this picture I tentatively put together a list of who I think represents which sin and an explanation of why;

Lust: Angel (Pretty self explanatory but to expand on it, the quote for Lust, "Wanting it all, way too soon.", has so much to do with his character it's hard to get into, the whole reason he ended up firstly in hell and secondly with his soul signed away is because he wanted everything he'd never gotten the chance to have, the "way too soon" being his immediate jump to get what he thought would be freedom but turned out being the opposite, not thinking about the consequence of getting it as soon as possible rather than waiting)

Gluttony: Niffty (Her obsessiveness towards cleanliness and "bad boys", her thirsting for these obsessions to be met and fulfilled, she is gluttonous for the result of her compulsions, "Being excessive with your thirst for words." she wants to find the way to express herself and chose this masochistic way of taking orders and enjoying being forced to do things, along with forcing herself or feeling compelled to do things like kill bugs obsessively, like a hunger)

Wrath: Husk (His gambling issues, the attitude he has towards being free of his deal to Alastor, "Wanting to win so bad, you get ruthless in your endeavours." it's why he sold his soul off to Alastor in the first place, his longing to win as an overlord and involved in gambling caused him to find other solutions, to grow ruthless in his pursuit of success. Then, after making the deal, the way he challenges Alastor shows his ruthless attitude towards freeing himself eventually, to get out of their deal at last)

Sloth: Pentious (He doesn't ever try to change any way he does things until he's forced, he was very slow to change his attack strategy, slow to confess to Cherri, slow to actually redeem himself, though he agreed to do so rather quickly, "Being too slow to publish." he is almost lazy and most certainly cowardly in the way he goes about life, he may not be the epitome of Sloth, but still quite similar)

Envy: Vaggie (She tries so hard to be the perfect partner for Charlie, and you can see her getting upset/jealous of Emily when she and Charlie hold hands in episode 6, she's also trying to pretend she's not a fallen angel, "Trying too hard to be like someone else." the someone else being the perfect person that she was supposed to be before she was cast down to hell and for Charlie)

Pride: Charlie (Because her father is king of the pride ring for one, secondly because she puts herself and what she believes is good for her people ahead of rational thinking any consequences her actions may cause towards the safety of hell as a whole, "Focusing on you, when there's a lot more territory to cover.")

Greed: Alastor (He certainly cares more about his own personal gain than for anyone else, his *audience*, as we see in Ep.8 with his piece in Finale, "Caring more about personal gains than your audience." encapsulates his need to be all powerful and discard his attachments in order to do so, to leave his audience behind in the hope of doing so)

This probably made no sense and sounds like me rambling but uhh yeah. @costco-poutine Thanks for cursing me with this idea for a theory and helping me write these out.