#it makes me sad that people are surprised and affected by my interest in them like... someone should be interested in you...

[goofyguppy]

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[master-muffinn]

Netflix Vikings, random relationship

Ragnar, Bjorn, Floki x g/n reader

Hello! There's not enough fanfiction of the Vikings series so i thought of making these! I hope you like them too! ^^

Ragnar

🪓 He is very protective over you and takes your safety very seriously! You’re important to him and he would gladly take an arrow for you! 

🪓 Ragnar is not really the ‘jealous’ type so you can talk and become friends with anyone in Kattegatt. He trusts you, but he is a pretty curious person so he might ask you what you were talking about? He wants to know too! Is it something interesting? :O

🪓 If you are interested and ask him to teach you to defend yourself Ragnar would gladly do it! But of course not without teasing you about it first. Unless you already know how to fight, then you will train with each other to get stronger together.

🪓 His love language would probably be words of affirmation. Ragnar is pretty good with his choice of words and thinking before talking in order to avoid stupid fights. Whenever you do something nice for him, you will know. He’ll tell you how much you mean to him, how glad he is to see you if you two have been a part and how f**king gorgeous you are! 😏

🪓 If you have kids, he will talk about them more than you, praise them more than you and probably love them more than you! 😅 But see it on the bright side! If you're tired he will look after the kids, “No problem love, go and get some rest! I will take care of the kids!”

Bjorn 

🐻 Is a touch starved, cuddle bug and loves any kind of physical affection! Bjorn is a big dude and holding you from behind is one of the things he does the most. Warming you up in the cold weather whenever you two stand around and listen to people talking in the crowds, or when you're home and have no work that needs to be done and you two can just lay around and cuddle. 

🐻 He also loves to lay his head on your lap and have his hair stroked. It always calms him down from a long day of work. Bjorn also got the best and comfiest bearhugs! 

🐻 Bjorn is a worry wart and constantly worries about your safety if you're not together. Sometimes he asks his mother or father (if they are nearby) if you will be alright, just to calm his nerves and mind down when they tell him: “Bjorn they will be fine!”.

🐻 If Bjorn is out in battle he is always thinking about you and that he will survive to see your beautiful face again. If you're in the battlefield with him, holy shit! He knows you're strong of course, but his overthinking ‘what if’ worry will still be there the whole time and he will be keeping an eye on you a little too much, almost putting himself in danger! It wouldn’t surprise me if you saved his ass instead. Probably what many of your fights are going to be about. But he loves you! Can you blame him?  

🐻 Totally would give you his food if you're hungry <3 “No I don't mind, your health is important to me! I will manage, please have some!" 

Floki

🛠️ Will often confuse you because Floki changes his mind easily, he has probably decision anxiety sometimes. He is unpredictable and you will never really know what he is thinking.

🛠️ Gift giving would be Flokis love language. Floki loves to build objects and wood carve details on his hard work afterwards, which will always leave him so proud! So everything he's making for you is made thoughtfully after what he knows that will make you happy and with enough details so that he will catch you staring and touching whatever perfect object ‘he’ made for you! ✨

🛠️ If you are down he will say funny jokes and move around, make weird faces and make himself look silly. If you still aren't laughing then he will tickle you until the room is filled with laughter! “Hihihi Oohoh y/n i sure do love to hear your beautiful voice! Your laughter fills my heart with joy! A song I want to hear for the rest of my life!”

🛠️ Of course if you're very sad Floki will sit down hug you and be sad with you until you're feeling better. Afterward he tells you how important you are to him, if that will make you happy and smile again. Floki isn't a man who will take your love for granted.

🛠️ Floki doesn't understand why you love and want him in the first place, he questions himself quite often, sadly. You have to be stubborn and patient and also tell him how important he is to you as well! But also give him time and space, because that’s what he needs.

Thank you for reading! Reblogs are very appreciated <3 Have a good day/night! :3

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[cryptidghostgirl]

Lovely (Lucifer x Reader)

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Description: Lucifer had heard rumor of the demon with the ability to alter people's memories. Y/n was a marvel and he had her wrapped right around his pinky.

Warnings: Same angst, new target.

Word Count: 1,631

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A/N This fic is inspired by Spud Cannon's song Lovely. Also don't mind me and my silly little Latin obsessed brain (Lucifer translates to light bringer and is a combination of the latin verb ferre, to bring, and lux, light. I fuck around with that in this.)

That was what had drawn her to him first: the elegance. Lucifer was a graceful man, a beautiful man, a terribly sad person. In retrospect, that should have been Y/n's sign to take a step back but, it is always so difficult to find the right path in the moment. He had seemed so utterly heartbroken, because, as she now knew, he was so utterly heartbroken, and Y/n had thought: maybe I can help?

Her motivations had just been that at first, helping. It wasn't her fault that he was charming and funny and did things that made her want to be more than friends with him with such alarming regularity that it felt like her life was the worst rollercoaster at an amusement park. The one with eight billion sharp turns and uncomfortable seats that left rider's tailbones bruised. It was almost too much to bear.

Lucifer had heard rumors of the demon who had been gifted with the ability to alter people's memories. It had never been gossip that had interested him much until Lilith had left. Suddenly, his mind had felt like a curse. In the throws of despair, he had looked for her, hunted her down. It hadn't take long, he was Lucifer after all. When he was the one asking the questions, few dared to defy.

The shop was a hole in the wall, drenched in the smell of incense and covered in crystals and other odd objects of curiosity. Lucifer could've sworn he recognized the imp horns on the wall but, ignored it. He was there for a reason and asking questions like that were not the path to his end goal.

The demon herself, the famed mystery, was statuesque. She had sat her table in the back of the shop, draped in jewelry made of bones and gold. She had gifted him the first session free of charge.

In order to keep the pain at bay, Lucifer had been required to come to her shop at least once a month. Y/n was a comfort to him, he associated her with the feeling of relief. The two became fast friends.

"Light bringer." she would beckon him in with a smile, "Still counting those forget-me-nots?"

She spoke to him in Latin, in his first eternal language. She weaved images in the air with the smoke from her fires. She was amazing, a miracle worker. Lucifer was grateful for her, for her skill.

Y/n knew the truth behind it. She tried to ignore it, tried to still her raging heart. She knew it was doomed, had seen with her own eyes the way he was still so in love with someone else. Still, when he had asked her on that first date, a year into them knowing one another, she hadn't been able to bring herself to refuse. He had been so sweet, so earnest, so cheesy. He had asked her to be his and she had told him the truth: she already was.

It was a constant state of denial, one big, overwhelming lie she convinced herself was true. In the beginning, Lucifer had been a doting partner. He surprised her with flowers, he always tried to make her smile. It had all stopped the day she had told him she couldn't use her gift on him anymore.

"Why not?" he has asked, alarmed.

"Because, Ferende Lucem (man bringing light), it's not healthy. I can't make things go away forever, just hide them. You still need to deal with them eventually."

Y/n had thought it was time, had figured that two years of dating and three years of knowing one another would be enough. She had been wrong. Lucifer had ceased in his affections in all but name. No longer was she whisked away to the palace, no longer did she wake to one of his creations on her bedside table.

After about a month, she had decided to take things into her own hands. She refused to recede into the gaps he was creating, refused to just let this all go. Y/n loved him, truly. She wouldn't let the love die without a fight.

The palace guards knew her well, had let her in without question. After some searching, Y/n had found Lucifer locked away in his office. The place smelled of despair. He didn't turn from his empty desk at the sound of the door opening.

"Light Bringer." Y/n hummed softly, rapping a knuckle on the already open door, "Counting your forget-me-not's?"

She hadn't asked him that in years, not since before they had gotten together. He lifted his head from his hands, looking over his shoulder just the slightest bit.

"Malefica (witch)." he replied, his voice low and hollow.

Y/n smiled softly at the pet name and entered the room, letting the door stand open in her wake. She approached him, wrapping her arms around his tired shoulders and pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head.

"Please." Lucifer's voice cracked, "Please take them from me. It's too much, they're too heavy."

Y/n didn't reply, simply nestling her chin into his hair.

"Y/n, please."

"You know I can't do that." she sighed, "It's not healthy."

"This is what is not healthy."

Y/n let go of him and turned his chair so they faced one another. She kneeled down on the ground before him, clasping his hands in her own. His eyes were ringed with red. In that moment, they weren't a fallen angel and a demon, they were just two people. Two people in love and two people housing broken hearts they lied to themselves to stitch back together.

"Lucifer." her eyes searched his face.

It was rare she called him by his true name. The gravity of the moment clung to their skin.

"Lucifer, what am I to you?"

He looked away. Y/n sighed, her heart cracking straight down the middle within the confines of her chest.

"Can I..." she cleared her throat, steeling her nerves, "Am I ever going to be what you're looking for?"

Lucifer's eyes snapped back to Y/n.

"You are what I'm looking for." he insisted, taking his trembling hands from hers and cupping them gently around her face, "You, Y/n, are my sweet little magician, my salve."

"My magic is, you mean."

Lucifer had always been a terrible liar. It was one of the things Y/n loved about him, the way the truth bubbled to the surface of his being. Right now, she wished he could be the best liar on the planet, the best in all of Hell. Right now, she wished she could've been born blind.

Y/n got to her feet, Lucifer's hands hanging in the air where they had held her last. There was no more running, no more hiding from the truth. This was the precipice, the breaking point, the fall.

"You're my salve." he repeated again, his voice soft and sounding like he was trying to convince himself of the fact as much as he was trying to get through to her.

"Don't lie to me." Y/n demanded, tears pressing behind her eyes, "Don't. Just... just don't."

Oh how she wished she could turn back time, set the clocks to zero.

"You never loved me, did you?"

The question hung unanswered in the air. Y/n had known it for a long time, had known it since the beginning to be perfectly honest but saying it out loud made it all the more real. She was dazed, spinning, out of control.

"You don't love me."

"I wish I could. I'm..."

Y/n scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest and holding back tears. She looked away.

"I'm sorry."

"I'll see myself out, I guess."

She hoped he'd call out for her, run after her into the hallway, ask if they could try again could start over. Of course Lucifer did no such thing.

For all the things she had helped her clients forget over the years, Y/n understood them even more now than she ever had before. It was complicated. Now she was going to have to reshape her life. If she ever saw him in the street, it would be her duty to pretend she didn't know him. The memories spawned the terror of potential futures, dreams where things worked out, where everything was okay. They sent her mind reeling.

She had known, all along she had feared the worst and feared confirmation of her knowledge. That was the worst part, it hadn't even been a surprise. It had simply been just that, a confirmation of the truth.

The world caved in around her as she walked home, houses and shops and people all blurring together into something undistinguished and undefinable.

Lovely, that's what he was. In all his misfortune, in all his despair, in all his grace. Lovely but oh god, oh god he didn't love her. Not the way she wanted him to. Not the way she loved him.

Y/n pulled the curtains shut to her little shop, moving methodically and without thought. She sat down at the table in the back, before the pot of incense. She lit it.

Not once in all her years had she ever tried to do use her magic on herself. It seemed like a line in the sand, something utterly forbidden. Y/n shut her eyes.

When she reopened them, the world felt different. Time had passed, she could tell it had but her mind refused to give shape to the years.

"So this is what it must feel like." she mumbled aloud, noticing the remnants of her ritual spread out on the table before her, "I wonder what happened."

[honeygrahambitch]

I rewatched 2x06 and I find Hannibal's behavior and inner conflict really really interesting.

While he is playing the "Will tried to kill me, I am scared and betrayed and sad" with Alana and Jack, he is clearly deeply affected behind closed doors as well. I like how now and then during the episode we get short sequences that show Hannibal composing. He is composing to cope. Not because he is destroyed but because he did not see that happen. Will had surprised him and Hannibal does not handle the unexpected well because he has a god complex.

So what I like about this episode is that the line between the appearances and what he actually feels inside is very blurred. He is definitely playing the victim when he tells Jack he can't assist with the new crime scene cause he no longer wants to think about death, c'mon, it's hilarious.

But during this episode we actually get to see a bit of a desperate Hannibal. He tells Alana he has nightmares. We can't know if this is part of his manipulation or genuine. He could be honest, he might be Hannibal Lecter but he was put on a cross, had his wrists cut open and almost died hanging.

And he explicitly tells Alana something sort of "I am composing. And I need my appetite back." He is doing his little comfort activities to pull himself together. Then he even organizes a feast.

Because nothing soothes him more than going on a killing spree and then getting the spotlight for his taste, the party, the everything he gets from his snob entourage.

He has sex with Alana to make her his alibi but not only. It's also coping, he himself says that it's "funeral sex". He goes for Gideon in the middle of the night after he had just gone after many many people to prepare the feast just a few days before.

We really get to see a very vulnerable and humane side of him. And then he pays Will that visit because Will is the only person that can see him behind the suit. And they have that conversation that is sort of "I am guilty of sending Matthew after you just as much as you are for killing Beverly". I dare to say it's one of their most heated discussions. We never get to see them arguing ever, but this is really close to a fight.

Hannibal goes "I feel betrayed but I am also surprised you got to hurt me, no one hurts me but anyway, you will see, i will say hi to Alana" - huge mic drop. He is like "well played bitch but this is not over"

He is going through it and it's frustrating that Jack and Alana don't see his real turmoil. He gets to say he is shaken but they don't get the real reason why. Will does.

What I meant with this huge post is that I loved getting glimpses of Hannibal's humanity. In the midst of his very well designed game, something unexpected happens and he almost loses everything. He tries to cope in all the ways while also not losing his concentration. It's chef's kiss.

[barblaz-arts]

I think people have been accustomed to couples being in that honeymoon phase when they’re shown onscreen together. We ALWAYS see that with newly-established couples in pretty much any type of media… But that’s not Chaggie.

Charlie and Vaggie have been together for years. Their honeymoon phase has long past. They’re not doing outlandish displays of affection. They’re just, comfortable. Doesn’t mean they love each other any less, just that those sappy moments aren’t as common anymore

Yes! also the way a lot of people are surprised that charlie and vaggie aren't only best friends is such a good example of the double standards wlw ships get. thinking they aren't dating is understandable. Overlooking that Vaggie and Charlie were meant to at least be shipped together is INSANE.

If i never knew they were dating already, i and so many other sapphic ship lovers would be eyeing tf out of Vaggie and Charlie's relationship. Lookit some of the things that happened/are established before the "she's my girlfriend" line in ep 5

- the newcaster lady made a homophobic comment towards Charlie, saying she "doesn't touch the gays" when Charlie tried to give her a handshake

- THIS

- just all the times Vaggie would soften up as soon as she sees Charlie smiling or being her dorky self despite being previously upset/angry

- Vaggie's whole friggin verse in Whatever It Takes is very obviously meant to be romantic

- Charlie being worried about Angel Dust while Vaggie gives her the most "i love you and im sad that you're upset but i love that you're upset over something like this because it shows how amazing of a person you are" look at Charlie as she tucks her hair behind her ear

- Angel: I think this belongs to you *hands Charlie over to Vaggie*

- just all the casual touches they do that would totally be read as shipping fuel AT LEAST if it happened between a male/female duo or two men

- the fact Vaggie woke up?? Looking beside her to find Charlie?? To show that they sleep in the same bed?????

- Vaggie offering her hand unprompted when Charlie was having a stressful phone call with her dad and Charlie readily accepting it

And I'm sure there are people who'd go "But it's always shown from Vaggie's end! It looks so one-sided!" So? Aren't there tons of ships out there that seem one-sided but yall are perfectly fine shipping? And it's harder to see Charlie's love for Vaggie because Charlie at her core is a very loving and affectionate person. Of course it's gonna be more obvious for Vaggie since she's so prickly towards anyone else.

If all these things still happened without any of us knowing that they were actually girlfriends, we'd have a certain section of the fandom shipping it hoping they DO become canon while others would be claiming we'd be ruining a perfectly good platonic friendship by making it gay. They'd say we're reading too much into things.

But they ARE a couple. we aren't reading too much into things because it was meant to be read as romantic. And yet we're still the delusional ones for thinking an already established sapphic couple is "cute and interesting" because now they're claiming they simply dont have chemistry. It's frustrating.

Of course I have my criticisms too. The show could portray more of how Vaggie is more special to Charlie than anyone else, have them flirting more overtly or something. But any argument that they're "so boring i thought it was het" is invalid to me because i damn well know if at least one them was a dude a lot of them would be saying otherwise.

[margeoww]

Let me be honest here, ‘After All This Time’ should be a series or at least mini series and I’m ready to drop a kidney for it.

PLEASE MAKE IT A SERIES! 😭 Also, love your writing! 🫶🏽

After All This Time

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Chapter 2

pairing: toto wolff x exwife!reader

summary: Toto reflects on the highs and lows of his 20-year marriage after seeing his ex-wife for the first time in four years. Memories of love, loss, and mistakes resurface, leaving him questioning if reconciliation is still possible.

warnings: themes of emotional conflict, mentions of divorce and strained relationships.

The echoes of their reunion at the gala lingered in Toto’s mind. Sleep had evaded him as the brief conversation played on repeat, unearthing emotions he thought were buried. Seated alone in his office, surrounded by the glow of the city lights, memories flooded back, raw and unrelenting.

The First Meeting

Their story began at a charity event in Vienna. Toto was a young, ambitious entrepreneur, accustomed to being the center of attention. She, on the other hand, was an anomaly in a room of predictable faces. Her laughter, genuine and unguarded, drew him in.

—Do you always observe people as if you’re calculating your next move in chess? —she asked, her smile disarming his ego. Toto was speechless, a rare occurrence.

—Only when someone interesting appears —he replied eventually, and that was the start of everything.

The Early Years

The early days were an adventure. She celebrated his ambition, becoming his anchor amidst the chaos. She was his biggest supporter and his sharpest critic, keeping him grounded while pushing him forward.

They spent evenings walking through Vienna, laughing as though they were the only ones in the world. Their life together was filled with simple yet unforgettable moments—cooking together, debating over who cut vegetables better, or mornings when Toto lingered in bed just to hear her hum while making coffee.

But success came at a price. Formula 1 consumed Toto, demanding every ounce of his time and energy. Promises of quality time were replaced by meetings, races, and endless travel.

—It’s not just that you work too much —she said one night after yet another canceled dinner. —It’s that I don’t know where I stand in your life anymore.

That conversation marked the beginning of the end.

The Anniversary That Changed Everything

The most painful memory was their 20th anniversary. Toto arranged an extravagant dinner, hoping to rekindle what had been lost. But the tension between them was undeniable.

—Do you really think a dinner can fix years of distance? —she asked, her voice heavy with sadness.

That night ended in silence, and Toto realized it wasn’t just about time or work. It was about connection—a connection that had slowly eroded despite the love that still existed.

The Divorce

The separation was agonizing but inevitable. Though neither said it aloud, they both knew the love remained. But sometimes, love alone isn’t enough.

Their last meeting was in the lawyer’s office, signing the divorce papers. —Take care of yourself, Toto —she said before walking out. Those words, filled with affection and finality, haunted him for years.

Back to the Present

Toto exhaled deeply, running a hand through his hair. Four years had passed since that day, years spent burying himself in work and pretending he was fine.

But now, after seeing her at the gala, the past felt alive again. The way she looked at him—with surprise, nostalgia, and something he couldn’t quite decipher—left him restless.

Could he fix what had been broken? Or was it far too late?

As rain pattered against the window, Toto allowed himself a thought he had avoided for years: hope.

Okey okey, this is my first mini series, and Im so happy for all the support that you guys are giving to me. Thank you thank you. Hope u like it. ❤️‼️

[mochinomnoms]

Ooo Mochi! I have a fun question. In terms of different TWST species, who do you think would be more or less likely to be polyamorous? Either in terms of sharing their partner, or wanting multiple partners.

Fun question! Okay, so very quickly, this is what I'd categorize them:

Strictly monogamous

Jack — wolves stick to one partner throughout their lives, and Jack is no exception. Once he has a partner, he's sticking with them for life.

Malleus — I imagine that dragons also mate for life, especially based on some JP spoilers. And while fae in general are not monogamous, draconic fae are. Besides, he'd only want a partner that sees beyond the image of the Briar Valley Heir, and there's only been one to do so, so far…

Prefers monogamy, open to polyamory

Sebek — I think this comes off as a surprise, but I think since Sebek was raised by regular fae, specifically ones akin to crocodiles, he'd be fine with polyamory under the right circumstances. He'd prefer to keep them to himself, though.

Ruggie — Similar to lions, hyenas are not typically monogamous. Ruggie is more inclined to stick with one partner though, as logically speaking having more than one mate tends to get expected. Unless you both get a rich partner that's willing to spend on you, then he's really listening~ *cough* Leona *cough*

Can do either or/no preference

Leona — Lions usually have multiple partners, usually one male with several female partners. The royal family tends to follow this rule, though Leona personally wouldn't want to bother with it himself, he's content with the one. If they'd wanted to try it, he's fine as long as he's always first, the others can come second for once. Unless it's with someone he knows he can depend on to view him as an equal, or is particularly motivated to pursue him and his partner. Then his interest is peaked.

Azul — He's going to be fairly attached to his partner, but a majority of merfolk under the sea are polyamorous, it's quite normal for him to consider having more than one mate. However, due to his insecurity, he would only share his mate with certain people under contract, which brings me to my next point:

Leech Twins — Like Azul, polyamory is normal where they're from. They've even made jokes about sharing Azul when they were older, mock fighting over who would marry their cute little Octy (Azul couldn't tell if they were genuinely joking or not, though). Once they get there's the introduction of a potential four partner (you), then they're starting to take their own jokes a bit more seriously.

Is polyamorous

Lilia — He's old. Like, nursing home old. He's lived his days and experiences most of life's enjoys and sadness. As such, he's found that he personally enjoys being poly. His family has been far from a traditional one, and he cared so much for his past lovers that he raised their son as his own. I mean, really speaking, Malleus is his son! I can see him, now that he's older, and his children are becoming more independent, wanting to focus on romance for himself again. He has much of himself to give, so he is content with making sure all and any partners of his get all that love and affection.

[7-deadly-cats]

I love KMS!!!! I really want to see more of Reader hanging out with just Topper and Kelce. Outside of Rafe, I can see the three of them being actual real friends.

Topper was an absolute sweetheart making sure she had a ride to the party, keeping her company after Rafe bailed, and is obviously a Reader & Rafe shipper. I wouldn’t be surprised if he and Cara got together to plot some Cupid / matchmaker shit. He already said he liked her when he first met her because she didn’t like the usually girls that hang around Rafe. And how he didn’t want Rafe to be an ass to her about the ride situation, Topper already have her the stamp of approval.

As chaotic as Kelce seems to be, I love that he totally had Reader’s back during truth or dare and the balcony scene. He isn’t all that bad or dumb the way Rafe makes him out to be. I just need all three of them to be real besties, not whatever the fuck relationship has with them.

Two of my other favorite series have ended, so I’m glad you have more chapters and longer word counts. Can’t wait for Sunday!!!

GIRLLLLLLLL I JUST WOKE UP AND U GOT ME ALL SMILEY AND SHIT 😭😭

And genuinely so happy you enjoy this series. When I first uploaded the first chapter I didn’t even have a masterlist post bc I didn’t expect so many sweet and kind readers appearing in my comment section and AHHHHH

so first of all, YES, love KMS!Kelce and Topper sm and sometimes I get all sad knowing they aren’t canon (especially Kelce, I made the guy a big sweetheart) 🤣

and you grasped that correctly, rafe’s the main reason for any shift in any dynamic. in his head he’s probably the alpha of their little trio but i feel like topper and kelce know damn well he’s an idiot and they just tolerate him enough to let his temper hang around lmao

so it just makes sense that they like reader. she’s kind to all of them and doesn’t just hang on rafe’s ass to get him to bend her over. she actually shows genuine (platonic) interest in them too and that’s also new for them bc usually they get ignored completely by whatever girl hangs around rafe.

so let’s just say, if rafe fucks it up, topper and kelce would still hang out with reader 🤣

and omg yes as much as rafe’s an idiot, both kelce and topper def ship reader and rafe. like they know she probably deserves better but also a girl getting to drive rafe insane in just a few days? she gotta stay.

and yess omfg cara and topper would be such a chaotic duo plotting some matchmaker stuff. i can see them planning a hangout with reader and rafe to some beach bar and then topper and cara accidentally don’t turn up so it’s just rafe and reader 🤭

AND YES TO KELCE OMFMFM. he’s probably one of my fav characters in this series and actually such a complex character like in my head i have so many headcanons about him that i always keep in the back of my mind when writing him.

but in short, KMS!kelce is basically Alex from Madagascar LMAO. big poser but with a sweet heart that just wants to connect with people.

so yeah, rafe makes kelce out to be this stupid guy but in reality rafe just has to compensate his jealousy and inferiority complex aka that’s what makes him such a funny pov to write bc he’s basically an unreliable narrator.

but then again him and kelce have this kinda sweet and bro-ish relationship in privacy bc i guess rafe actually does enjoy the feeling of support and affection but he knows kelce actually keeps his mouth shut when it matters AND GOSH I COULD WRITE A WHOLE POST ABOUT THEIR COMPLEX DYNAMIC ALONE

ok so, sorry for this long-ass reply but i just got so excited with this ask and this series is just so dear to me and KMS!reader has grown sm on me and whew i’ll be sobbing when it ends HAHAHAHAH until then YAYYYY to more of stupid rafe and silly reader

so @/my other KMS readers. FEEL FREE TO DROP THOUGHTS, COMMENTS OR QUESTIONS IN MY ASKS, I’D LOVE TO CHIT CHAT ABOUT KMS OMGMFFM

[angelofverdum]

Yellowjackets 3x09

"Vanessa Palmer, Your smile makes me feel happy every time I see it." Jackie Taylor and me

What a sad ending for a character that fought a lot to stay alive. It's sickening that after everything she went through Van died like this. Killed by Melissa because she couldn't kill her first.

I knew about this show because I loved Liv Hewson in "Santa Clarita diet", and I want to see more of them after it was cancelled (Netflix you'll pay for this).

It took me a while to watch it because "ugh teenagers" so I waited for the first season to be over to start the show. And even though Jackie Taylor and Shauna Shipman got my undivided attention, Van was one of the characters I loved the most.

We actually don't know much about Van, except she liked movies, her mothers is an alcoholic and she loved Tai. I saw people complaining that they brought her in, didn't develop her character and then killed her.

But I don't think that's exactly the case. Van is (sadly) a side character in both timelines. She is Tai's love interest. She was supposed to be dead already but they saw Liv was too charming and let her stay, because an alive Van didn't influence the storyline that much.

And I'm surprised that it affected that much because:

1. It was the strongest theory. People said "Mel kills Van" like they already saw the damn episode.

2. No other death in the adult timeline has affected me this much.

I'm basically immune because my favorite character died at the end of season 1, and my other favorite character is probably staying alive until the end of the show.

Nat's death was terribly handled and the fact that Juliette wanted to leave the show was like ok she's dead. There was no way they could have wrapped her character without killing her. It was also spoiled by the cast. And honestly, I didn't care much about Adult Nat, not in the same way I care about teen Nat.

Lottie's death just pissed me off but I still don't have an opinion because we don't know what happened. I'm holding my thoughts on that.

They still don't know how to handle the adult timeline. They brought those characters just to kill them. I want to know how Van's death changes things now. Melissa was already enemy number one in Shauna's book.

Also, people who are saying fuck Shauna because she was the one who went to look for Melissa are crazy as fuck. Why are you blaming Shauna? She was going alone to visit a woman that she didn't know, they were the ones who tagged alone because they think Shauna is insane (she is).

Walter needs to die soon or be gone. I can't stand him. Same with Jeff, he either dies or divorces Shauna because he is so boring. "Being married to Shauna is lonely" oh so you can't handle a bad bitch?

And the worst part is that he is dragging Callie with him. Shauna and Callie's relationship could be so much more.

I want to know what Misty saw on Lottie's phone. She is about to solve the case, and it has to be another Yellowjacket, they are each other's downfall. I used to think it was other Tai but what if it was Melissa? That fucking bitch.

Btw, Misty was the one who locked Shauna in the freezer so apologize to Shauna because you were so quick to call her dumb and insane.

Back in the teen timeline, where interesting things are actually happening.

Fuck Travis for trying to take down Lottie Jesus Christ Matthews. Again you were calling Shauna "Shaunnibal Lecter" just for her not being even close to this pit.

Nat is a saint, she is so tragic. Every time she tries to do the right thing it somehow backfires at her. She gave Hannah the knife just for her to use it to kill the only person who knew the way out. She tried to save Ben with the 2/3 voting thing instead of the majority of the vote and she screwed herself over.

Hannah is so fascinated by them and it's so delicious to see because hello they are fucking insane, you shouldn't be befriending them but she is a scientist and that's paradise for her.

Was Hannah manipulating Melissa? Yes

Should Shauna have called Melissa nothing and shot her? Of course no, damn have some sympathy.

Shauna, my beautiful tormented girl. What she did was pretty shitty ok? I get it but I can't be mad at her I'm sorry. She is so insecure and full of rage. She wants everybody to feel the pit of emptiness she feels.

She saw Melissa befriending "the enemy" and thought she was going to be betrayed. Because if this were Jackie and Shauna (As often is in Shauna's mind) Shauna wouldn't have walked away from Jackie, and that's Shauna's main problem.

Shauna wants someone as submissive as she was for Jackie.

I don't want to victim blame but Melissa saw Shauna fighting with Jackie, what she did to her corpse, beating Lottie almost to death, being just generally angry and she said I can fix her.

Like their first kiss was with a knife in her throat and the first date was cutting a man's Achilles heel. "Jackie treated you like shit" and you see who the real problem is.

They were mad at Jackie because she didn't help but she was busy taming satan herself.

Nat knows about the transponder and she probably is not going to tell anyone because 1. She's a good person and she knows they'd kill Misty if they knew and 2. She needs Misty to fix the phone without Shauna knowing.

So, Misty will fix the phone and Nat would probably leave the camp to go to a high place so the phone can connect like Hannah said. That's why Tai said in s1 that Nat is the reason they made it out of there.

The synopsis said Nat is living on the edge or something like that. Nat would find a way to save them without them knowing because it's the only way.

My favorite theories right now are:

1. Jackie is the antler queen. Just because I want to see her again, and I like the idea that she's still guiding them. I think the AQ is probably Shauna because she's in charge now or Lottie who reached her final form and became the wilderness itself.

2. They are finding each other after death in an astral plane or something. Like Lost did in the finale. People who died in the wilderness don't get a plane scene because they are already there. Nat and Van got one because they got back to a place they never actually left. Hoping we get to see Lottie's plane scene too.

- I love that Taissa pulled the same move with Mel as she did with Allie. Should have broken her fucking leg too.

- Shauna playing with the strand of her was really sexy to me. Imaging every time they have a sleepover Jackie asked Shauna to play with her hair and Shauna accepted happily because she could smell her shampoo and be closer to her.

- Sophie Thatcher is about to be snob from the season award like they did to Sophie Nélisse with s02. But they'd nominate eveybody and their mama from the white lotus.

- Winter is coming. Mari Ibarra, do not go out alone, stay safe please.

- I find it hilarious that the latina, black and indian (?) characters are the ones in charge of the food. Like I know they found some condiments to cook.

- Melissa tried to outrun a car. Is she stupid?

- When Shauna said "My boyfriend taught me" how to use a gun. She was talking about Jackie by the way she missed that shot. And no, I don't believe she did it on purpose, she has a terrible aim.

- Adult Van and Teen Van's scars do not match each other. Like that's not even close.

[nerdishpursuits]

And this is one of the countless reasons I love chatting about Mafin with @midniteowlet: she's my very own toma a Tierra and grounds me, so I can approach things more rationally.

Upon concluding our debate of the current turn of events on the show, Mafin on the whole and their narrative? I've come to look at things as follows. The show very much reflects society as it is: a sad state of affairs where good people hurt and unsavory characters often prevail. The fact that we want everything good and wholesome to triumph at every turn? Idealistic, not realistic. Not to mention lofty expectations actually prevent one from truly appreciating the show, with all its ups and downs and winding roads. And personally, I'd like to keep enjoying it, without getting dragged down the utopian rabbit-hole.

For the most part, the representation we get is actually well crafted: Mafin feels organic, tried and true, and the chemistry between them is undeniable and thrilling. More so? Their story doesn't feel forced and thus, can be promoted to any viewership without it coming across as preachy and condescending, or having an agenda. If anything, Mafin is by far the best developed, healthiest relationship on the show. I, for one, much prefer the portrayal of good communication, heartfelt romance and overcoming obstacles together than a deluge of r-rated scenes. And honestly? We are being offered a damn good story here, even as it fails to satisfy everyone's hopes and demands (which in all honesty, it never could - at the end of the day, someone will always be disappointed)

I'm also reminded of Marta B. mentioning in a recent interview that the show is not aimed exclusively at the sapphic community. As such, it will not depict or cater to its particular needs. It's part of a larger ensemble and needs to appeal to a broad audience. And, when all is said and done, it actually manages to accomplish more with this kind of storytelling: one that's simpler, one that doesn't try to be pedantic. Ergo, they will not linger and preach to the audience. What they will do instead is allow the characters, their circumstances and actions, to speak for themselves. And they will trust they're doing a good enough job to let people draw their own conclusions. So far, I think they've achieved that: there’s heterosexual people watching the novela who love Mafin and think they’re the best couple on the show, there’s elderly people learning to be more open-minded, everyone loves Damian's character development, everyone hates Santiago and acknowledges he is a despicable lowlife etc. The show is moving the pieces along the board quite deftly and it makes for an interesting, if not always gratifying, game.

As for today's episode? There's no doubt that Marta and Fina only have eyes for each other. They're an established couple who will face anything thrown their way as they always have, as one. No mustachioed men will ever change that. Marta and Fina's narrative will never be whether they desperately adore each other. That they do couldn’t be more obvious. Their story? Ever has it been, and will continue to be, about their fight to attain freedom: freedom to live their love in a society that forbids it.

Therefore, I've reached the point where I'm not worried at all about either Santiago or Pelayo. Based on Pelayo's reaction upon learning Marta is a lesbian? I doubt he'll help Santiago in his attempt to sink Marta's ships. To me he comes across as a calculated businessman, but not a heartless one. He stands to profit more from a partnership with the de la Reina family than throwing Marta to the wolves. He also didn't bat an eye at Santiago's reveal, wasn't surprised or outraged. Which, I'll go out on a limb and say, is telling. He's either gay himself or simply plans on advancing his business / political career by securing a partner that won't demand his attention or affection. The first scenario ensures he remains socially upstanding while the second allows him to live as he pleases. To a man like Pelayo? It's a jackpot either way. Hopefully, the benefits outweigh the costs for Marta as well, should the plot move in that direction. And given all the signs? It's already halfway there.

That being said. It remains to be seen what happens to Santiago. I assume, and hope, his little ploy at denouncing Marta to the Civil Guard will cost him, dearly or otherwise. His own thirst for vengeance pushed him to make the wrong move which is, in my opinion, seeking out Pelayo. And while there's plenty of outraged cries that Marta & Fina don't need another man to save them? Let's not forget it's 1958. The likelihood of neither of them attracting a suitor, fake or otherwise unwelcome, is as doubtful as improbable. The fact they managed to successfully evade them so far? Quite the feat.

As for what awaits? Marta won't go to jail, I think, since that card has already been played. Or who knows? We might be surprised. The fear they need to instill in her requires new heights, in order for Marta to reluctantly accept another cage. Mind you, she's still trapped: as much freedom as she currently wields, Marta remains a woman whose very social status entraps her, singling her out as prime real estate. She's the proverbial golden goose, especially as dictated by the mores of society back then. Marta and Fina's shared dream of freedom remains, for now, a dream. One they've almost had at their fingertips, which makes their current circumstances all the more painful. I will say: it stings that Fina won't be the first to read Marta's journal. Undoubtedly, at some point, she will. After all, that journal is a mirror of Marta's very heart. It lays out her deepest fears, her innermost longings. It chronicles the fiercest battles Marta has had to wage with herself, her losses and triumphs, her meditations and hymns, the anguish and the deliverance of her love for Fina. To have it fall into the wrong hands? A violation of the utmost personal, a desecration of what is deemed sacred and untouchable. The diary symbolizes Marta having a safe space to call her own, one where she was allowed to embrace her true self, one that initiated her journey to freedom, her quest to rid herself of her shackles. Santiago has no honorable bone in his body and his hatred towards women, and Marta in particular, drives him to invade and vandalize her privacy, this blessed sanctuary she got to call her own. Let's see if Pelayo rises to the occasion and proves himself as a noble character. You can never have too many allies. Do I still take issue with how certain things are handled, with the inconsistencies and shoddy character work? Definitely. But I’m also able to simply sit back and enjoy. Let's see where all this goeth, shall we? Hello pain, let's go again.

[kaeso4ka]

You're taking extreme measures. It doesn't seem to have saved you

Pairing: yandere Optimus Prime x reader

Your head ached, and it was cloudy. The weather had been gloomy since morning, though how could it be in sunny Jasper…? But the weather was not important. What was important was that you had a lot of problems - really a lot of problems - and that was too bad.

You were tired. Not only tired, but at the same time you were looking for the strength to do something. You wanted to do something that would lead to a different result.

Your gaze accidentally caught on the closet, the shelves, the things standing on them... You saw the chessboard, which you had never touched. You didn't know why you bought it in the first place, but now you seem to have had an epiphany.

You needed to learn how to play chess.

***

For the past few days you'd been wandering aimlessly around the base. Your eyes would meet the gray walls, bounce off them, stare at the ceiling… You were often chilly, but you didn't pay attention to it. You knew you weren't sick.

In your head, you planned your moves. Both in chess and in life. Life was surprisingly a little easier than chess. That was an amazing observation.

As you continued to recite the moves, barely moving your pale lips, you stopped in front of their shared compartment with Optimus. It was time to make the first move.

***

“How do I close the EM field?” you put your palms together, almost in a pleading gesture. “Please, Bulkhead. Tell me.”

“Why would you do that?” the mech shifted awkwardly from servo to servo, looking anywhere but at you. “You're, like, this... Human.”

“Yes, but I'm very curious to know. Besides, you yourself realize that pretty soon I won't be human.”

“And Ratchet...?”

“And Ratchet will tell me to go to hell with stupid questions.”

Bulkhead did not hold back a chuckle, and then, obviously embarrassed, began the story, trying to find the words.

“Anyway, it's about will, you know? EM-field is not emotions themselves, but their external manifestation. A man is crying. He's crying because he's sad. Sadness is an emotion, and tears are an external sign. That's how people stop crying? Force of will, an order. It's the same here.”

“I like the analogy. It's really clearer that way,” you pondered, ”okay, thanks. How do you call others on the head?”

“Over the head?” Badkhead didn't understand at first, and afterward a realization flashed in the blue optics. “Ah, internal communication. It's even easier that way: if you have someone's personal code, channel... Number saved, you can just text or call them. Also optional. It's all in your head.”

“Head... Okay. It's interesting, even if I don't fully understand it. And... and how, - to kill,” you almost uttered, immediately interrupting yourself, ”how do Cybertronians die?”

“Well...” Bulkhead's subject didn't so much surprise you as confuse you, ”our lives depend on the Spark. We live for many millions of years. The Spark can go out, of course, but not anytime soon. And as for killing, it's from affecting it. Only on it. “We have prisons where all that's left of the Cybertronians is the Spark.”

“So she could be destroyed by a gunshot? An explosion?”

“Yeah, if it's powerful enough. But, you know,” Bulkhead chuckled a little too cheerfully, ”I prefer to rip Sparks out of Decepticons with my bare manipulators. It's more reliable that way. Physical impact on a Spark is always deadly. A direct blow, an attempt to rip it out, is the path to deactivation.”

“Optimus told me the Spark can fight back.”

“It can, but trust me, not for long. A couple clicks of pain - depending on the strength of the enemy it will be different - and that's it. The main thing is not to chicken out and finish what you started,” Bulkhead was so engrossed that it was only towards the end of the monologue that he felt awkward, ”why do you want to know?”

“I was just curious. I'm curious, and you can't talk to Optimus, Ratchet, and Arcee about these things much. Wildjack's gone, and I don't get Bumblebee. I can't bring myself to get Rafe to work as a translator with topics like that,” you nodded slowly, ”thanks, Bulkhead.”

“You're welcome. Feel free to get in touch.”

***

“Thank you for agreeing to meet, Soundwave,” you nodded, greeting the silent mech, ”hello. And you, Laserbeak.”

The metal bird described a couple of low circles above your head, and then returned to Soundwave.

“... I can't tell you everything. It's a precaution. But I need your number... a channel of communication with you that I can utilize by having a Cybertronian corps. What I do will be very beneficial to the Decepticon cause, even if I have other goals in mind.”

Soundwave was silent. Of course.

“I think you realize this is not a trap. No one knows about it, and if they did, death would seem like Paradise to me. So, do we have a deal?”

Soundwave nodded slowly. You weren't sure if it was your words that convinced him, but it didn't really matter.

***

The party was going just as you had planned.

You were cyberformed, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that you had asked for it, and you were ready for it. You had asked for it, and now you were slowly kissing Optimus - on his dermis, on his helmet, on his chemplate - counting down the minutes. There was no hurry - chess didn't tolerate it! - But victory was near. You knew it.

“Optimus, I love you,” you realize you're like a tempting snake. You speak in a honeyed voice, adding the emotions you're so comfortable with to the EM field. Acting. Both the part and the acting, “I want to be Bondmate with you. Very much,” you bite down on the mech antenna beneath you, savoring the shuddering hull.

“You've recently gotten the hull, my Spark. It could be dangerous,” Prime's optics go white. He doesn't hold back a groan.

“It won't. You'll be in control. I'm... Scared without you,” the sincerity quickly buoyed the mech.

With a quiet hiss, Optimus' chestplate parted to the side, exposing the Matrix and his Spark.

“Open it. Open, and you.”

You answered nothing: silently complying with the request, and then leaning over to the mech's chevplight, kissing his Spark and caressing it with the palm of your hand.

Optimus echoed your caresses, touching your Spark with his manipulator.

It was hardly a problem. Either you were going to die, or...

You needed a second. One measly second that decided everything. Your palm clamped down with terrible force on the alien Spark and then tore at it.

Bulkhead wasn't lying. The pain was hellish. The systems gave multiple errors and warnings, but you didn't care. You pulled and pulled until you felt the hot Spark beneath you give way.

Optimus' palm barely trembled on your Spark either, but... It was probably his will: he relaxed his manipulator, silencing the battle protocols, not allowing himself to kill you.

A little more, and it was over. With a loud crackle, Optimus Prime's Spark crackled, ripped from the hull, and then extinguished. At the same time, the hull beneath you finally crumbled and turned gray.

Oh, my God. You killed Optimus Prime.

You reset your optics, looking first at your manipulators with the Spark shards, then at Optimus' deactivator... and finally at yourself in the reflection of the glass.

“Soundwave?” your voice trailed off flatly. “Open a portal to my coordinates. I have a gift for Megatron.”

***

You remained silent, sawing the purple floor beneath you with an impassive gaze. You'd been kneeling for several minutes now, and if you were human, your body would certainly be stiff. But here's the confusing part. You no longer had a body. There was only a body.

“Interesting,” Megatron's voice made the hydraulics flinch, but you didn't look up at him. You only gripped the dentoplates tighter, and slammed the EM field tighter. Megatron only gave a quietly unemotional snicker, “For a moment there I thought Soundwave's processor had burned out, but... It's true. Optimus Prime is dead. After a long few million years of war. And he was killed by you.”

“Yes,” you matched the vocolizer, not allowing your voice to flinch or sound unsure, ”that's true.”

“... And now you wish to... How did you put it? To become a Decepticon?” Megatron's tone was still unreadable, and the EM field was completely closed.

“If you allow it, then, yes.”

“You're human.”

“Not anymore,” you shut off the optics for a moment, ”I have a Cybertronian hull and an actual Spark. I'm no longer an organic life form. And I'm not going to avenge the Decepticons' genocides of other organics... or even the destruction of Earth, if that's part of your plan. I don't care about them.”

“Only there's a problem. How long have you lived? Twenty years? Intriguing. But in case you haven't noticed, we're at war. Every Cybertronian knows how to fight. You'll be a liability,” it seemed like Megatron was just playing around. Now a chuckle slipped into his voice.

“I will learn to fight. And blot out my human life.”

“It's easy to talk,” Megatron once more circled you with a hard stare, ”but in war you need results.”

“Then I ask not for an introduction, but for an opportunity,” you bowed your head even lower, almost subserviently, ”after all, I killed Prime. Veronimously, it should be noted. Yeah, maybe that doesn't make me an ideological Decepticon - I'm not - but... I'm definitely a match for you. I have to live somehow now - in your world - and I want to be with the winners. No, not like that. To be the one who forges victory and reap its rewards.”

Now Megatron laughed out loud. Amusement slipped into the EM field.

“Good. Not even Starscream gave speeches like that, hmm,” Megatron became thoughtful, ”okay. Probationary period of one vorn. If you don't go mad and die, you'll get the mark. But be warned, there's no discounting of skills here. Or lack thereof.”

“Thank you,” you rose slowly, but did not look up at Megatron, ”I will try not to betray your trust.”

“Yes. I hope so too.”

[notlayingroses]

honestly the one of the things that makes me the most sad about this hockey romance / booktok drama is that now so many hockey fans have a negative impression of hockey romances and sports romances. There are so, so many wonderful, queer romances out there that are doing wonderful, nuanced, and intentional things within the sports romance genre, and I hate that now people are looking down on them.

Here's some reasons that I love sports romances:

It’s a celebrity romance, but more of a niche celebrity romance. This isn’t a Hollywood super star that everyone in the world knows their name, BUT they often do have a dedicated fan base and are still in the public eye. It brings up really interesting discussions of fame and power and how much of yourself you keep private. So you get a lot of the good celebrity romance tropes and settings (like secret relationship, having to do interviews, traveling to new cities) but on a more niche and interesting scale

And bouncing off of that, with queer sports romances you get a lot of really interesting discussions of coming out, how you present your queerness to the world, how much of yourself is “owed” to the people around you vs yourself, which is very interesting when explored through a sports culture lense and I really enjoy the discussions of queer identity, culture, and community that come out of it. And particularly if it a romance between two players, there's a lot of really interesting queer nuances to explore

There are so many different pairings that can happen, but most of them kind of boil down to player/player, player/sports professional, player/normie, and each of these dynamics are interesting to me every time, especially when exploring teammate dynamics! And exploring how fame affects each of these things!

Found family! Your team is your family! And everyone has silly nicknames and rituals with each other and it makes me feel warm and fuzzy

With every romance, you pretty much know that it’s gonna end with a Happily Ever After, which is why we love the genre. But sometimes that can take the “surprise” out of a romance and its structure. Within sports romances, you don’t know how the game is going to go! They could win! They could lose! That affects the characters either way! And there’s been several sports romances that had me on the edge of my seat cause I genuinely had no idea which way the championship game was gonna go! I like that extra plot element to keep things interesting 

I also like it when you can tell the author is a big fan of their sport, and even if EYE don’t know anything about the sport, they’re generally good at writing things in a makes sense and makes the action interesting and keeps me hooked. It’s also just nice to step into the world the author loves!

Genuinely I just think that queer sports romances are doing so many interesting things, and have such interesting niches and nuances to the stories they’re telling! And they should not be looked down upon by hockey fans OR romance fans who have witnessed this booktok drama go down and now don’t want to touch hockey romances with a ten foot pole.

Here are some of the queer sports romances I recommend for anyone who wants to get into the genre:

[kachow-i-love-being-me]

Yellowjackets posting once again cuz I’m rewatching the new episodes.

I don’t interact with the fandom at all outside of one (1) person so if anything i say is just common knowledge to you guys then. Well whatever LOL. Also I’m yapping with no structure at all soz if it’s hard to follow

The wilderness/supernatural stuff. I don’t think it’s real at all..? Idk. I know it’s like haunting them into adulthood and stuff but i really don’t think it’s real. The scene where they’re holding the memorial and then they all collectively hear the screaming noises in the air. The fact that all of them heard it, it’s logical to think the wilderness could be real. But, unless i missed something, Shauna didn’t react to it whatsoever. Like she didn’t hear it nor care that the others were so scared? She leaves the circle cuz she’s angry about what Lottie said about the baby (rightly so. I hate that they blame the wilderness for anything that happens ever) and she doesn’t reappear again to share the confusion. Idk. I kindof hate the wilderness actually (although it’s the whole point of the show) and it’s totally just the girls trying to make sense of what’s happening to them and getting carried away with it. Also by influence of Lottie’s hallucinations etc. I have a lot of opinions on Lottie. Don’t get me wrong the wilderness stuff is absolutely interesting, i only hate it in the way that it negatively affects all my fav characters LOLOL. I do nawt enjoy anything that has happened to Travis on this show. I was surprised to learn that a lot of the fandom hate him? Or just don’t like him for, in my opinion, really irrelevant reasons. I find Lottie, Mari and teen Van far more dislikable, mainly for their belief in the wilderness. That seems to be my main problem with any of the characters… cuz really all of the girls have done things wrong and are ‘bad people’ somehow. Due to, but not limited to, cannibalism. But despite that i still really like Shauna, who is continuously a pretty bad person through both storylines aka her whole life. The cheating with Jeff on Jackie as a pretty mild in comparison crime, to murdering a man and, of course, eating her best friends remains. And Javi’s. And whoever else is going to die later on probably.

Another complaint but much less of one is the relationship between adult Tai and Van.. it’s literally just that I DON’T GET IT!!!! They’re cute and i love both of them as characters but i doooon’t understand where this came from. What about Simone and Sammy bro???😭

One thing i love about yellowjackets though: Nat!!! She’s so awesome and absolutely my favourite characterrrr she’s awesoooome plus extra points for seemingly being one of the most logical out of the wilderness group. Im glad she’s the leader currently because if it were someone that was 100% on board with the wilderness supernatural stuff I’m sure that all of them would be cooked. I’m sad she’s dead too i enjoyed adult Nat a lot.

[randomnumbers751650]

Talking about a ship for me is complicated because the feeling that I might be missing something or extrapolating too much. But still, I want to talk about Kafka/Blade.

Since HSR is a gacha, the chances of playable characters having romantic relationships are very low, so the fans have to pick the crumbs. Sometimes it’s pretty much obvious the devs want certain characters together, but the hand of the gacha business model holds them back. Other times, not really, maybe the devs are really aiming for platonic or other. And, of course, fans are free to interpret their own. So, I’m here to give my interpretation of KafBlade, why it called my attention.

From their interactions, they are working together and they have a level of affection: Kafka calls him Bladie (and he’s upset if others call him by that), Blade loves hearing her singing and is receptive to her whispers; they also seem to have good synergy in the battlefield. It also works in accomplishing missions, with Kafka’s lack of fear making her prone to injuries and Blade acting as her immortal bodyguard. Plus, there’s the implication they had to fake being a couple for a mission, which I hope it never gets a full flashback because imagining how it went is funnier. How they complement each other is what makes them so interesting.

They are both fundamentally broken people. We know Blade’s story, but it’s pretty implied Kafka has some tragedy in the closet (with Blade commenting he doesn’t want to see her sad; would it really be surprising?). And, they are villains after all.

But still, what I see in them is how they can still experience with each other things that they couldn’t imagine to experience or that they thought that they’d never experience. For example, Kafka is a liar. It’s a strength in her job, to the point even when she’s telling the truth it still feels she’s lying. She uses her whispers to dominate men and then discard them when they’ve done their jobs. She goes full “nothing personnel, kid”, because for her everything is just a job.

And then, one day, appears a guy who’s like “can you do that again?” A guy who wants to be whispered, whose lies sooth and motivate him. And then she learns he’s an immortal that wants to die and then she decides that she’ll help, but that she will strive to make his life more fun until that day because he amuses you. She has no feelings for him, because she has no feelings at all (or are very different from what normal people think to be); either she wasn’t born with them or the organization she learned her skills remove them, but still she just wants to make him feel good about his journey to death.

Blade is similar: he wants revenge. He crafted his entire life and used all his bladesmith skills to pursue that goal; it’s easy to imagine him forgoing everything, his feelings, his self-care, eating whatever slop he puts on his face, a very miserable life. And then one day a woman appears saying “join me” and she’s actually…fun to be around. Sure, they are using each other to their respective objectives, but there’s something more to it. He starts to pick her habits and helps her whenever she needs carry her stuff. And then he starts to wonder that, yes, his life sucks, but it sucks a bit less with her around. The blade he crafted for revenge can be used to protect, unexpectedly.

It should be noted that the devs already had opportunities to portray their relationship as toxic and abusive, but they haven’t. I’m not sure I’d call healthy either, but there seems to be a mutual respect and trust about them. I mean, they are dangerous (along with the rest of the Stellaron Hunters, Silverwolf, Sam and Elio himself (it’d be really funny if he was the cat)), but still it’s not hard to imagine them as a found family. We have to wait for future updates to see how they’ll be developed, but their Team Rocket dynamic with the heroes is fun.

One last thing is how I think it’s funny that KafBlade is “what if Gojo and Marin (from My Dress Up Darling) were evil?”. Kafka is the extroverted girl that loves shopping and fashion, while Blade is the recluse artist, but that grew bitter - as Yingxing, he was one the best bladesmiths of the Xianzou, he knows what beauty is (also please read the fanfic “dal segno al fine”, it really captures this side of his) – and would be reluctant even if Kafka’s feelings were like Marin’s; Kafka would have to have a lot of patience, but I think she’s not one to give up once she set up a goal.

I didn’t really review their text and quotes, I’m remembering all of it in the game and some comments in the internet. Even so, I wonder if others share these thoughts on them, especially the fact they bring out things that were previously kinda buried in each other, so it has potential for a more mature love story.

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Some stuff about me that I've been meaning to get off my chest below the cut (sad stuff in the beginning and happier at the end. If you're worried about the blog, don't worry, I'll still be here but definitely going to be posting much slowly when school starts):

Hey all, so it’s taking me some courage to tell you all this, but I've been struggling for the past few months trying to stay positive. You might be thinking, "What? You always seem happy when you post." And most of the time I am, but sometimes that's just what I want you to think, so you think I have everything under control. More importantly, I didn't want to lose the community I have on here or to make anyone worry. I don't like to talk much about my life here and even irl with other people unless I have to. So, I keep these sad, negative thoughts to myself. Have been for a few years now, actually. But now... they're starting to catch up to me, and last semester was the lowest point of my life. Failure after failure and it hurt. The self-doubt about my abilities and the loneliness. It was painful. It felt like I had lost everything. The only thing keeping me together was texting my irl bestie and you all. That's why I never told any of you... or even my irl bestie. I was scared of losing you all and them. You have expectations from me to deliver great tickle fics. I see the number of notes on my fics, and I'm happy they're increasing as I post. But I get scared, too. As I get better, you will expect as good quality or better, that's what my thinking is. If I deliver something and it flops, I feel like you'll lose interest. I know I can't please everyone, but I feel like I need to. It's ingrained in me to worry about what others think of me. Even with my bestie. Even though we have so much history together, I feel like one screw up by me, and it's over. I'll lose them forever. I have presented the most perfect version of myself over the years, but nobody knew what suffering and fear I carried inside. Now it's affecting me into adulthood and the dream I had to become an engineer became dimmer last semester.

On another note, before I come to a happy ending to this post. Reblogs. I feel bad for not leaving any comments on a tickle work I like. And leaving something small like, "I love this :)" feels too short to me because I was always taught to elaborate on comments and I try to incorporate that online and it felt like a chore or I was trying to hard. I do want to leave a small comment, but I feel that you, as a creator, will think I'm lazy or something or don't mean it. As an author, I actually really like those short comments as much as the long ones. Heck, keyboard smash if you want. That tells me, one, you are flustered from the tickles, two, you’re jealous of the characters being the ler or lee, or three, it's funny to me to see your reactions. To me, that means I did my job right as the writer because I also feel similar emotions like that too from my writing 😅. I sidetracked, didn't I, oops. So, about me commenting on others' work, I feel awkward commenting but if I start reblogging a lot of stuff without commenting, I feel bad and kinda look like a weirdo to creators and to you all who follow me getting a bunch of notifications and not wanting to see the stuff I reblog. I also have self-doubt when reading other tickle fics, too, like they are better than mine, and I go into a spiral, and yeah. I know we all have unique styles, but I can't help compare myself to someone else's ruler. There I go worrying again, huh? It's just in my nature, and idk how to get rid of it.

Lastly, yes, there is some happiness and solace I found thanks to my irl bestie. To keep it short, I hung out with him a few days ago (we only see each other after every semester), got the courage to tell him everything that's been bothering me, we talked about it and I learned some stuff I didn't even now about him (he's always happy and joyful when I see him so it was a surprise), had a new goal for myself to work with him in the future (he's becoming an engineer too) it should keep me motivated to strive to be better in school, got tickled by his dogs (I've never been tickled before believe it or not and let me tell you, it's an amazing, giddy feeling trying to fruitlessly defend yourself from a dog's licks but failing miserably. And then catching your breath when you think the dogs had their fun only for them to just start licking you affectionately again. It's even worse if your best friend took a few pictures of you and you look absolutely lame and stupid 😭. But it was fun!), got to tickle him too and he tickled me back (looks like we're both shy lers 🙃, he's not in the tk community btw but he knows my love for tickling), and yeah I've never been happier in my entire life. I have a new goal and motivation and even got some inspiration and drive to write some tickles!

So, that's what's going on behind the scenes in my world and I really want to get back more into tickling and start reblogging and liking more stuff because there is a lot of good stuff I've been missing out just at a glance.

I still have to do my 2024 year in review and Scara's birthday fic along with some wip stuff that I might not finish in time. Plus, showcase to all of you Aether and his lovers house in my Serenitea Pot. Not to mention school starting again on the 21st 😩.

To close, I want to thank all of you who have supported me ever since I started this blog. I can't thank you enough for liking, reblogging, commenting, and appreciating my work. I'm going to be less active on here once school starts, as in I won't post my own fics, but I'll be reblogging and doing short posts whenever I'm on the app and feel like it. I'll still be here, and I'll do my best in school for myself and for all of you.

And special thanks:

@chibimochii You were the first one that liked my first fic/post [that post is gone though :( ] and I really love your art. Part of why I wanted to start this blog in the first place :) I'm proud to have earned your follow as well!

@kusuguricafe Thank you for booping me during that one event. It helped me get out of my shell a little and feel more comfortable posting here :)

@otomiyaa Thank you for being one of the first tickle blogs I saw when I signed up on Tumblr. You are a huge inspiration. I know I mentioned that already before, but another mention doesn't hurt ;)

@wertzunge Thank you for your comment on My Honey, My Bee. There was something with that interaction that just resonated with me and made me want to write more :)

@vaporized-dimsum Thank you for getting me into SethoScara! I wouldn't have been able to write for them without you :)

Thank you, everyone, for reading this far ❤️

-Perz

~Risus Amoris~

[justsomerandomfanfic]

hi!!! can i please request a matchup for marvel & star wars? i’m nineteen, bisexual, & use she/her pronouns :)

for my personality, id say im pretty bubbly and excitable. i’m an isfj & cancer, & i try to look on the bright side and try to listen to/help when they’re sad. im very affectionate with the people im close to, and i tend to cling onto my friends arms and hug them a lot. i love anything soft or cute, especially animals!! im kinda scared of bugs though, but i still always try to take them outside. i get distracted pretty easily, and have a hard time dealing with change. i tend to be a bit bossy and unreasonable when it comes to something i’m interested in. plus i get really moody and irrational sometimes when it comes to something i want (im very stubborn lol). i also really like going for walks, shopping, yoga, baking (even though i’m dreadfully awful at it), and reading. i like complimenting strangers, and i try to see the best in everything & everyone! though i can’t really tolerate it if somebody is overly cruel or rude to the people i care about. i have a very “do no harm, take no shit” mentality :)

for my appearance, im 5’1 & have fairly long light brown hair. my eyes are hazel, im fairly pale with a few freckles sitting across my face, & my cheeks are perpetually rosy andjfjjek. my style is usually pretty soft & girly, & i really like dressing up even if i’m not going anywhere. i also really like to do makeup, both on myself and others. also since i’m on the shorter side, i like to wear platform shoes since being tall makes me feel cool!

please & thank you!! have a nice day :)

Hi! I am so sorry that this is like eight months late!

I hope you like your matchups! <3333333

{Trying a different layout}

Romantic Matchup; Marvel and Star Wars

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Marvel;

Wanda Maximoff -

You met Wanda at a park, where she was quietly reading and you were taking a walk with a book in your hand.

Taking a break, you decided to take a rest on the same bench as Wanda, in which you asked the wonderful stranger if you could sit at her bench, to which she softly and somewhat awkwardly said yes.

After a moment of sitting and reading, you became curious as to what book she was reading and took a quick look, in which your eyes widened.

It was one of your favorite authors! One that you have not read yet.

You quickly spoke up, not only telling her that you loved the author she was reading but also complimenting the rings that adorned her fingers.

Wanda is initially reserved, but your bright, bubbly energy wins her over, and she finds herself smiling more than she has in a long time.

Before you knew it, you both were exchanging numbers.

And before you knew it, you were friends.

Wanda appreciates your kindness and how you never push her to talk about things she isn’t ready to share.

She'll tell you when she is ready, she trusts you wholeheartedly.

She loves your affection but is shy about returning it at first, gradually warming up to hugs.

Your love for cute, soft things amuses her, and she often uses her powers to create little displays for you, allowing her magic to form into animal shapes in the air.

She loves seeing the awe on your face.

She was actually kind of nervous about revealing that she was a mutant in the beginning, but as time went on, she knew that she could trust you, and she knew that you were not the kind of person to be cruel or mean.

She was actually quite surprised at how chill you were when she told you.

Wanda enjoys quiet moments with you, whether it’s reading side by side, walking through the park, or trying yoga at your insistence.

She likes yoga now.

Your determination to see the good in people inspires her, even when she struggles to see it herself.

Wanda falls for you slowly, drawn to how your warmth and optimism balance out her darker, more introspective moments.

She loves how you always try to cheer her up when she’s feeling down, whether it’s with a hug, a joke, or a spontaneous baking session; which ends up with flour everywhere.

She’s deeply protective of you, always using her powers subtly to keep you safe, whether it’s shielding you from a falling branch or keeping bugs away from you before she carefully takes them out of the house.

Wanda likes to cheat when you play games, but it's all in good fun, she lets you win usually.

Wanda loves doing makeup with you, even letting you experiment with different looks and even letting you teach her your techniques.

She loves it when you come back from shopping, insisting that you give her a fashion show to showcase all the cute new outfits you got, and the new platform shoes you got as well.

Something a bit soft and random, after a movie night, you both accidentally fell asleep on your couch and Wanda woke up the next morning with her head resting on yours; your head on her shoulder.

She admires you for a bit, loving how rosy your cheeks are, and counting your freckles before you wake.

It is during that time that she realizes that she likes you more than just a friend should.

She's a bit nervous about it at first.

It was actually at the following movie night, when you were showing her your favorite movie, that she got the courage to confess.

"Whenever something good happens, you're the first person I want to tell. I think that means something… Doesn't it?"

"Funny, you're the first person I want to tell too. I think it might mean something." You feel your already rosy cheeks flush.

"Good… Because I don’t want to tell anyone else but you."

Wanda often surprises you with little gifts or flowers, you'd find them randomly in a vase on the counter or a single pink or red rose on your pillow.

When you’re feeling moody or overwhelmed, she wraps you in a blanket and makes tea, sitting with you until you feel better. She'd also make sure your favorite movie is cued up and your favorite snack or takeout has been ordered.

Wanda’s not the type to love big, flashy dates or grand gestures. She enjoys the simple things, like taking you to a cozy hidden café or having a spontaneous walk under the stars.

It's not about the activity, but about sharing the moment with you.

~~~

Star Wars;

Luke Skywalker -

You met Luke on Tatooine, at a local market while you were admiring some small trinket before a beetle flew and landed on your shoulder.

You freaked out slightly, trying to shoo it away, and that is when Luke comes in.

Suddenly he was by your side, and carefully he removed the beetle from your shoulder, to which, you thanked him.

He’s immediately struck by your soft, bubbly energy, which is a stark contrast to the dusty and serious - and honestly boring - environment of the desert.

You noticed that after you thanked him in your usually bubbly manner he awkwardly and almost bashfully replied with a 'you're welcome' and you found yourself charmed by his earnestness.

Also finding him rather adorable as well.

As the friendship grows, Luke quickly grows protective of you, often watching out for you when you’re exploring or walking around the farmstead, markets, etc.

He’s endlessly fascinated by your optimism and affection, often smiling whenever you cling to his arm or give him a hug.

He loves your hugs and often finds himself waiting in anticipation for when he will see you next, looking forward to your 'hello' hugs, usual hugs, and 'goodbye' hugs.

You two share late-night stargazing sessions where you listen as he talks about his dreams of adventure and you offer your encouragement.

You know that someday Luke was going to get off Tatooine. You could feel it in your bones.

You just hoped he wouldn't forget you.

Luke loves how you try to bake even if it ends in a mess; he’s always ready to eat your creations, good or bad, and swears they taste great. They were made with your love.

Your love was delish.

Luke falls for you gradually, charmed by your mix of kindness, stubbornness, and unrelenting enthusiasm.

It was inevitable, really.

It was only a matter of time before he confessed...

You were both watching the suns set, sitting side by side, your fingers drawing in the sand occasionally.

It was kind of hard for you to put your full attention on the sunset, so every couple of minutes, you would look down at the sand below and start drawing doodles; all the while talking to Luke about your day.

Luke was having a hard time paying attention too.

Since he was too busy looking at you.

You didn't notice him staring - gazing at you admiringly - at first, but after he didn't answer your question, you turned your head to see what was up.

You were shocked to see him staring at you, the smallest, cutest smile upon his lips, eyes soft as the sunset's rays made you glow.

You were ethereal, like an angel

(reference)

It was then and there, as you stared right back at him, shocked, flustered, and confused, that he said it...

"I- I think I have fallen for you."

Quite a surprise to him when you tackled him to the sandy ground in a hug, giggles erupting out of the both of you; your smiles didn't leave for the next... Eh, I don't know, ever.

Luke goes out of his way to find little trinkets or soft, cute things to surprise you with, like a small stuffed Bantha or a shiny or sparkly rock that reminds him of you.

He’s incredibly awkward when trying to flirt, but his sincerity makes up for it - he can’t help but blush when you kiss his cheek or compliment him.

Luke adores how you make him feel like a hero, even when he doubts himself.

Luke loves going for walks with you, even in the Tatooine heat. He points out places he used to explore as a kid, and you make up little stories about the ruins you pass.

You try and bake with Luke, but that usually ends up a mess too.

He is quite impressed by your makeup skills, and sheepishly asks if you could try it on him one day!

Luke loves shopping with you and loves carrying your bags when you don't want to hold them anymore, or just ever, he doesn't want you having to carry anything if he can help it.

He loves fixing things for you. If something of yours breaks, he will fix it with no problem.

And not to mention, he loves building things for you. Something practical to help you in some way.

For an anniversary present, he built you your own mini robot helper. 482CO, also known as Coral.

Luke tries to bring a little adventure into your life, whether it’s showing you how to fly a speeder or sneaking you out to see something incredible like a meteor shower.

More on flying, Luke loves teaching you how to fly his Landspeeder. With you sitting in front or on his lap, he helps you steer and loves the sound of your infectious laugh as you just randomly do donuts; your hair flying all around you.

He can't help but fall deeper in love with you.

He’s endlessly patient with your stubbornness, always ready to listen to your reasoning and your side of things.

When you’re sad or moody, Luke doesn’t push you to talk but stays close, offering quiet comfort until you’re ready to open up.

He'll just hold you, sitting in the silence with you, or fidgeting with your hair.

He loves holding you, holding your hand, kissing your knuckles, or kissing your forehead.

Luke is your biggest cheerleader, always encouraging you to follow your interests and reminding you of how amazing you are.

You'll never forget how much he loves you.