#thanks nrs very cool

[xkzuka]

One tiny observation about Liu Kang and Kitana's scene that makes me love it so much more is literally just the embrace of it. Loving kiss aside, you can tell just how much they were longing for each other from how they hold each other.

Kitana closes in first and quite literally pulls him down by his head:

And Liu instantly hugs her closer to deepen the kiss:

It honestly surprised me when I saw him not hesitate and deepen that kiss considering he couldn't even hug her back in Mk11. Although, on the other hand, it is safe to assume he spent an entire eon alone. And with her now being a Titan, maybe she can visit his timeline.

NRS better create an endgame for them because I'm tired of it dammit *slams fist on table*

[dearggntlereader]

Nr.9 Santa Surprise ༻¨ : ·.. ｡⋆⍋*｡

Mattheo Riddle x reader CW: suggestive (like pre-smut but not really foreplay), cursing, innocent reader (?), picture does not represent the readers looks requested by: @foursgurlx

You know Mattheo loves you.

You also know that if you decided to never go further than hand and blowjobs he’d accept that. He goes through his life taking whatever you will give him with open arms and a happy smile.

But you want to do more.

And you want to make it special for Mattheo.

You went out with pansy a few weeks ago getting lingerie and some pretty bow themed stockings. You tried on a green set, a white one, a few red ones and a few pink ones.

The green one looked amazing but didn’t feel like Christmas, with the flower embroidery and simple cut, while the white one felt uncomfortable.

Pansy insisted you buy the first red one you tried on because it makes you “look like a sexy dragon princess” while the other made you look like you’re trying to be one.

In the end you bought said red one for another time and the prettiest light pink set with a bow between the cups for your breasts, matching stockings and a bow-like choker.

Adorned with bows and laying prettily on your bed you look like the perfect gift to unwrap. The kind you see amongst the load of others and immediately rip open, not even glancing at the mountain of presents around it.

You look fucking delicious.

“You ready?” Mattheo asks, a giddy smile on his face as he awaits your surprise. Ever since you called for him, telling him not to look until you say he can, he’s been fidgeting excitedly.

He confided in you a few years back that he never celebrated properly with his family, never got gifts, and your carefully thought out presents are still the only things that break his calm and cool demeanor. (apart from your kisses.)

You nod, too nervous to speak, before you realize he can’t see you and timidly open your mouth “mhm.”

Mattheo doesn’t know what exactly he was expecting, you already gave him his gift earlier over dinner, but it definitely isn’t you lying on your shared bed looking absolutely mouthwatering.

A gasp leaves his mouth at your sheer beauty and he can’t breath for a second because God. You’re looking up at him, pretty eyes shining impossibly bright as you bite your lips out of nervousness.

He can’t even focus on the way your skin radiates so warm and lovely without his mouth running dry.

And look- he might not be proud of it but he has fucked more women than average, seen many body’s and silhouettes, but none of them will ever compare to you. Not in the slightest.

Everytime you grace him by opening up to him a little more, allowing him to pleasure you, he mentally thanks gods he doesn’t even believe in. He wants to get on his hands and knees before the deity that created you and know he’ll be indebted to them forever for giving you to him.

But he can’t.

Getting on his knees for you, however? Very possible.

Except, you obviously took his gasp as a negative reaction from the way you fold into yourself and he just can’t have that.

In two long strides he’s standing infront of you and the next second his hands are cupping your face and he’s kissing you.

Mattheo’s press of his lips onto yours is warm and soft, gently reminding you of his love and care for you. You sigh into the kiss, opening your mouth for a lick of tongue.

Warmth blossoms in his chest as he smells your peach perfume, the one you only get out for special occasions, and he moves his hand to your waist, gently squeezing it.

When you slide your hands into his hair he makes the move to get properly on top of you, laying you firmly onto the white sheets and many pillows.

As Mattheo pulls away to admire you once more you let out a needy whine and he immediately dives back in. A soft murmur leaves his Lips, “You’re perfect.” causing heat to rise to your cheeks and shoot to your core.

“All for me.”

“All for you, Mattheo, all for you.”

“God, you’re perfect”

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[aerkame]

Hi! I hope everything is okay in your life!

Please when you can, no pressure: could you do some platonic headcanons with Sun Wukong from Nezha Reborn? Thank you! ^^

Sorry this took a while to get to! I am feeling like getting back to writing and drawing again though, it used to help me feel better quite a bit and things are calming down in my life now. ❤️

As for NR Wukong? I decided to rewatch the movie again just in case. He's a complicated character, way more complicated than I realized. I'm planning to write for him more often too and that needs a lot of researching on my part. He's not exactly as he makes himself out to be sometimes (you can see who he really is around the scene when he reveals his identity, he drops the silly act and gets serious).

Sun Wukong in Nezha Reborn is very similar to his book counterpart if you pay close attention to his mannerisms and behavior. He's not a good person, but not the absolute worst either. He's a morally grey and cutthroat person who isn't afraid to get his hands dirty and he'll definitely say whatever is on his mind.

Wukong's a bit scary when you think about it. He ate another yaoguai, offered a piece of it to the guy who hired that assassin, he can move at speeds almost unseen, throw a dead dragon's body away by the whisker, and he's also a hitman... and yet, you two are somehow friends.

That being said... having a platonic relationship with him is going to be chill, overwhelming, or lively, maybe all three if you're unlucky.

It's not overwhelming for the reasons you might think it is, it's mainly because the dude needs to be in everyone's space. No seriously, when is he not close to someone that's in the same room with him? He'd be pretty clingy, probably hanging around (literally from the ceiling) near you if there's no one else around...he may or may not try to groom you if you have enough hair to do that as well. Just monkey business.

The Monkey King really lives up to his name and he acts like one too. Doing what he wants, going wherever he pleases...even if it's in your own home, he'll show up there eventually for whatever given reason, maybe he's just bored or maybe he's just trying to give you a good spook. What? He's a curious guy, he just wanted to see what his friend's place looks like. Don't ask how he knows where you live.

Oh did he ever mention he's bored and lonely? It's not good for a monkey to be alone for long, so you're gonna have to do for now! (lucky you)

Much like how he dresses, Wukong loves to show off what he has and places he goes. You've never been on a motorcycle before? Well say no more! Ol' Sun is going to show you around the place on his cool bike. It roars too! He's 100% going to make sure he's revving that thing as loud as he can just to scare you and get a reaction. Maybe scare a nearby stranger walking by too.

Probably pulls a few tricks on you here and there just cause. He may or may not have taken your favorite shirt and hid it somewhere up high in the pipes and returned it while you weren't looking just to mess with you.

At the end of the day though, he's not so bad to be around. Just try not to stir up any trouble with yaoguais or shady figures. The old king would rather not get himself involved with any affairs, but he cares, and he'll admit that if something happened to you it'd just be another scar over his heart. He's just so tired...

[ballsandbabes]

How to: Hot Boy Summer feat. Midorima Shinato

Summary: A fun, slightly chaotic and very Shintarō Midorima story with an unexpected glow-up, some good old GOM banter, and a hilariously flustered Midorima trying to explain himself — all while you enjoy the well-earned credit.

Authors Note: y/n = your name // GIF not mine // Requests are open // female reader implied

It started with one simple plan: go shopping together. You've wanted to do this for a very long time. You thought it would be fun. Midorima did care about his appearance, but he tended to combine items of clothing that would have been stylish on their own, in combinations that just looked a little strange. He had to listen to that lovingly over and over again…so he finally said yes. Your eyes glittering, he knew he would regret it.

So there you were. One Saturday afternoon after you dragged him out of his room. The small mall in town was perfect for taking a little stroll.

Midorima had grumbled at first, arms crossed as you dragged him through sleek store displays. But after a bit of convincing ("You can't keep wearing that same sweater in summer, Shin. Not to mention that it is also way too warm."), and some carefully curated suggestions from you, he eventually let you pick out a few pieces.

Look 1: A short-sleeved shirt in a light shade of green, open to the third button. Dark blue shorts that hugged his athletic legs perfectly.

Look 2: The black sports shorts with white accents went perfectly with the white oversized t-shirt with the cool line print on the back. It was simple, but with depth…just like Midorima. The sleeves also emphasized his biceps and toned arms. The gray hoodie you chose was loose over the shirt and gave the whole thing a cool and casual vibe. Completely in contrast to Mido's rather tense manner.

And when he stepped out of the dressing room , wearing outfit Nr.3: Fitted black slacks, a crisp sage-green shirt rolled up at the sleeves, white thank underneath, a designer belt he picked out himself, and slim glasses that framed his sharp features just right…

You nearly forgot how to breathe. And you weren’t the only one. So the two sales assistants were speechless.

Fast forward to that afternoon — you’re all gathered at an open-air café near the station. The Generation of Miracles, plus Takao and Kagami, chatting after a joint practice meet. The exams were coming up, the basketball season was about to reach its peak and the boys needed a break. Midorima walks in, new outfit in full effect, and heads straight to your table.

Girls at nearby tables pause mid-convo. One even drops her iced coffee.

Kise visibly flinches. “Wha—?! Oi, Midorimacchi! When did you get hot?!”

Midorima pushes up his glasses with his usual deadpan expression. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

Takao bursts out laughing. “Bro, don’t act like you didn’t see those girls over there checking you out like you’re a fuc***** dessert. I mean I would too, you look so slutty. and attractive”

“They were?” Kagami blinks in confusion. “I thought they were lookin’ at Kise.” Now fully interested, he looked Midorima up and down.

“Nope.” Aomine smirks, leaning back, very amused at the situation. “For once, all eyes were on Four-Eyes.”

“You all sound ridiculous,” Midorima huffs, clearly more and more uncomfortable. “They’re strangers. I have no interest in being ogled like some idol. It's not like a few clothes will make a model out of me.”

“You say that, but you’re the one out here lookin’ like a fashion magazine cover,” Kise says, waving dramatically, maybe a little envious. “That green shirt brings out your eyes, and don’t even get me started on those pants—”

“Stop analyzing my pants Kise!” Midorima snaps, cheeks reddening.

You cover your mouth, trying not to laugh. The situation that unfolded before you was unbeatable in terms of comedy. Seeing the boys fighting and snicker over your boyfriend's apparently newfound hotness.

Murasakibara hums lazily. “Shin-chan smells nicer than usual, too. Like cologne.”

“That was mine,” you chime in, joining the fun with a small smile on your face. “I told him to try something more subtle.”

“More subtle?” Aomine mutters. “Damn, what was he wearing before...just air?” The boys breaking out into loud laugher.

Kuroko, silent until now, sips his drink. “It’s impressive. Midorima-kun looks like the heandsome lead out of a drama.”

“You too Kuroko?!...Stop exaggerating!” Midorima exclaims, clearly flustered now, not used to this sort of attention. “I merely wore what my girlfriend suggested. That’s all. I didn’t ask for… attention.”

You glance at him, amused yet somewhat happy. “You wore it for me? How sweet!”

He hesitates. His eyes shift to yours, then flicker away, not able to maintain eye contact. His voice drops an octave.

“…Of course. You've put in so much effort,” he stated nonchlantly.

Kise groans dramatically. “How are you this cute and hot at the same time?! I can’t compete!”

Takao leans toward you with a grin. “So, Y/N-chan, what’s it like knowing you are the reason half the girls in the district are suddenly obsessed with your boyfriend?”

You smirk. “Pretty satisfying, honestly. After all, he is my hotshot.”

Midorima sighs heavily, trying to maintain composure, while freaking out over what you just have said—but his ears are completely red now, indicating it.

“I swear, I will never go shopping with you ever again…,” he stated.

You lean into his side with a playful smile and whisper: “Liar.”

He adjusts his glasses, still fully flushed. “…Only if you pick the cologne next time, too.”

Takao cracks up again. “Man, whipped and fashionable. Who would’ve thought? Y/n when are you going shopping with me? I could use that effect too.”

“Shut up, Takao.”

He would never hear the end of it that afternoon.

BONUS:

Midorima was out of the blue when Kise showed up at his door one Saturday morning. The rest of the GOM was visible behind him, Takao and Kagami had probably picked them up along the way.

“Come on, Midorimacchi! Just one shoot! One!” he begged, practically draped over Midorima like a determined golden retriever. “The brand loves tall, sharp types like you. You’re practically made for their sporty-smart concept!”

“No,” Midorima replied firmly, adjusting his glasses for the fifth time.

“You’ll get free clothes.”

“…Continue,” you said. Fully knowing the brand you had been a fan of for a long time. Seeing you negotiate this matter without even involving him, made him speechless.

And so, somehow, Midorima Shintarō found himself in a sleek industrial studio, standing under bright lights, surrounded by racks of high-end athleisure wear, trainers, and fitted compression tops, while makeup artists tried to tame the stubborn strands of green hair framing his face. The place buzzing with life and stressed stylists and other people.

To observe this miracle in progress, the rest of the Generation of Miracles, Kagami, and Takao had been lured in with the promise of snacks, chaos, or both?

“So let me get this straight,” Aomine said, sitting on a crate with his arms crossed. “Midorima’s modeling now?”

“Technically, it’s a one-time shoot,” Kuroko corrected, sipping a smoothie, observing quietly.

“Technically,” Takao snorted. “Until someone slaps him on the cover of a sports mag and every auntie in the country decides to become a basketball fan. I mean you saw what happened in the city that afternoon.”

“Shin-chan has nice proportions, slender but very strong and muscular” Murasakibara mumbled between bites. “He’s like a tall matcha parfait.”

You couldn't help but laugh. The boys were more into your boyfriend than you were, judging the way they talked about him. You joined later. Takao called you because he thought you shouldn't miss the event of the century.

The stylist stepped back. “Alright, Midorima-san! Let’s try another look!”

Midorima emerged in a form-fitting black compression shirt, dark green running shorts, and minimalist running shoes. His arms were crossed stiffly, and his expression was as blank as ever.

The photographer paused.

“…Perfect. Don’t move.”

Click.

“What?” Midorima asked, clearly uncomfortable. “I’m not doing anything.”

“That’s exactly it,” Kise said from the sidelines, heart-eyed and glowing with pride. “It’s the stoic cool guy vibe. You’re killing it, Midorimacchi!”

“I feel ridiculous.”

“You look ridiculously good,” Kagami muttered. “This is annoying.”

Next look: a deep forest-green hoodie unzipped to show just a sliver of his toned chest, paired with sweatpants low enough to tease hipbones and show the waistband of his boxershorts.

That’s when it happened. All hell broke loose. “EXCUSE ME?!” Kise screeched. “WHY ARE YOU HOTTER THAN ME?!”

“Bro,” Aomine choked, having a hard believing what he was seeing. “What are your abs made of?!”

You couldn't help but blush. He looked so incredibly good, it hurt. You would have loved to throw everyone out of the studio loft and have it all to yourself.

“I—He didn’t even pose,” Takao said, watching the camera shutter go off like fireworks. “He just stood there, frowned a little, and boom. Sex appeal.”

Midorima stood stoically, clearly trying to pretend this wasn’t happening as the photographer shouted words like “intensity,” “perfect tension,” and “mystery.” He couldn't believe he had let himself be talked into this. He looked over at you. You sat down in one of the makeup chairs and watched the hustle and bustle. Then he saw it…you were red and could barely look at him. He knew your furtive glance to the side…you were horny!

Kuroko blinked. “Maybe he should do this full-time.”

Murasakibara, mid-cookie: “I’d buy the clothes. They look good. Do they also have something for extra tall?”

By the last outfit—black athletic shorts, a fitted white tank, and a sweat-slicked fake workout setup—the room had fully descended into chaos.

“Stop biting your glove like that, Midorima!” Kise wailed. “You’re doing it on purpose!”

“I am not!” Midorima yelled back, flustered and now slightly sweaty for real. “They told me to! The stylist is giving her so much trouble, I won't intervene!”

“Even your neck veins look expensive,” Takao muttered, hiding his face. When the shoot finally wrapped, the photographer clapped his hands together.

“Fantastic! We’re done! Thank you, Midorima-san—you’ve got the look of a natural pro!” Midorima quickly grabbed a towel and his hoodie, cheeks flushed as he tried to escape the spotlight. He stomped back toward the group, still glaring.

“I never want to do this again.”

“You say that,” Kise sniffled, dramatically wiping a tear, “but the world has seen the truth now. You’re the hot nerd every romance manga warned us about.”

You appeared at the back door, smiling as he approached, and handed him a cold drink.

“Hey,” you said sweetly, “I just saw the previews on the monitor.”

He groaned. “I looked like an idiot, didn’t I?I mean who would seriously wear something like that for exercise??”

You shook your head, slipping your hand into his.

“No,” you said. “You looked like the fantasy I’d never admit to having. And now everyone else knows. I think you could wear this to the gym.”

He paused—then looked away quickly, ears flushed red. “…Tch. You’re the worst.”

“I know. You love me.”

He mumbled something under his breath, but his grip tightened around your hand. From behind you, the rest of the crew watched in stunned silence.

“…I’m gonna need a moment,” Kise said, placing a hand over his heart. “I hate how smooth he’s gotten,” Kagami groaned. “He didn’t even try to flirt,” Aomine muttered. “And it still worked.”

Takao gave a long, dramatic sigh. “Our Midorima… a fashion icon. What’s next? A dating advice column?”

“I’d read it,” Kuroko added, deadpan. Murasakibara finished the last of the cookies. “We should buy the clothes. For science.”

[aziraphales-library]

Hi there! I just wanted to congratulate you for all your hard work!! All of you have made an important account for this fandom, and I hope you're all doing alright

As a treat (and only if you want!!), can you tell me a cool fic you've read but never recommended before? (If not, that's quite alright)

Hello. Here are some fics I've read and enjoyed recently that I don't think we've recommended before, but if we have they are worth recommending again and adding to the #mod faves tag...

Marriage in an Orange Grove by shanimalx (T)

Murmurations is the oldest café in Soho, whose clientele is usually limited to reclusive artists, older men who value peace and quiet, and those who know the employees personally. Crowley is all three. (Aziraphale makes Crowley a cup of coffee, and Crowley kind of wants to marry him for it.)

Imagine how the world could be by HolRose (T)

Salesman Crowley is driving home when he sees a man in obvious distress at the side of the road. He stops and offers him a lift. Little does he know that this compassionate action will change his life forever. This is a human AU that can be read as a stand-alone story without reference to the other works in the series.

Between a Book and a Hard Place by LCwrites (E)

After a very enjoyable one-night stand, A. Z. Fell and A. J. Crowley go separate ways, though memories of each other linger. More than they ought to, considering it was nothing but a casual encounter and they won't meet again. How fortunate for them that their respective work is keeping them busy. Having one of his more salacious novels turned into an audio book should be enough of a distraction for Aziraphale. As should be getting to narrate one of the famous M. Cortese's porn books – pardon: historical erotica – for Crowley.

A Tricky Situation (Entirely of his own making) by sixbynine (E)

"Crowley stood up and went to leave, he turned back just as he opened the door and took a deep breath. “You know I was quite excited to come here and work with you. I enjoyed reading your work. I disagree with a lot of it, but your writing style is lovely and every so often you’d let that privileged rich white boy mask drop and it was fantastic. I was hoping to meet that Professor Fell, but I’m beginning to think maybe he doesn’t exist and I’m going to be stuck with a rude stuck up arsehole for the next five years.” He slammed the door behind him before Aziraphale could respond. Aziraphale gaped, open mouthed, at the shut door." -- Aziraphale is teaching at Kings College London. He's been teaching at King College London for a long time now thank you very much and he does not take kindly to new Professors being sprung on him suddenly. Especially when this one has quite publically made his opinon of Aziraphale's work known. Luckily Aziraphale has an understanding penpal...

Among the Stacks by MeinirRhos (NR)

Nearly a year after Aziraphale returns to Heaven, he vanishes from existence, leaving Crowley bereft on Earth. Just when the demon has finally started to heal and move on with his life, he finds his angel by chance in a library. But Aziraphale has no memory of his life as an angel, or of Crowley. How will our hero cope?

But You Are An Ocean by megzseattle (T)

After Aziraphale's defection, Crowley tries to figure out how to live life for himself.

- Mod D

[newkatzkafe2023]

So, How would the Wukong's react to S/O doing something kinda big for them. Like, they've been gone all day and come home to their partner making a dinner date and making sure everything's set up for them to relax together?

Awwww Date night🌹🥂💋💒

(Lmk Wukong) Oh he missed you terribly, you told him you were leaving early for work and that you would be late. Wukong was cool with it but hours and hours and hours later he saw it was it was getting late and he started to miss you, occasionally leaving texts you told him the same thing until you told him to meet him at the park. Wukong was very confused and soon he flew to the park and saw that....

A picnic😮!! Wukong gasped as you said surprise. He teared up and blushed and ran to hug you, he said thank you and he loves you as he sat with you on your date.

(MKR Wukong) He's in one of his moods, he woke up and saw that you weren't next to him. That already pissed him off because you didn't even leave a note. He of course ask if the pilgrims the saw you and they said no, pigsy teasing that maybe we got Tired of him which in return , he got a bruise shin. Luckily Fruity told him that we just went out and that will be back later, Which successfully calm him down. After a while you came back and he was ready to Interrogate you, when you told him that you had a surprise for him. Wukong was confused when he followed you later that night and saw a....

tea shop with a table outside, you told him that it was something nice to do since he's been moody and stress lately. He did look grumpy but the blush tells you he likes it😉😊

(HIB Wukong) You were gone the whole day, and ask Luier and Pigsy to distract Wukong which you went out with Silly girl. It worked for a bit since Luier's motor mouth was useful for once, but he was quick to notice that you weren't there and neither was silly girl. He would have freaked out, if you came back with Silly girl that Exact Second. He was relieved until you put a blindfold on him and told him that you were going somewhere, which confused him and felt you pulling him along. Then after a bit you told him to take of his blindfold and saw....

Fireworks?! you took him to see fireworks, a surprise date, for just the 2 of you. Wukong was stunned, but he pulled you close as a silent thank you.

(NR Wukong) He's pouting all over the garage. You had left for work in the morning which is ok whatever to him but it's around 5 and your still not home. He called and texted you a few times but he only got Voice-mail or has been left on read, now he rarely gets upset with you but it's slowly getting there until you ran in the garage excited. Wukong was Confused, relieved, but still a bit upset with you until you told him...

(You) WUKONG I GOT THE TICKETS!!!!🤩🤩🤩🤩

(Wukong) Tickets??? Tickets for what???🤨

You pulled out the tickets for...

(You) THE DEMOLITION DERBY BABY!!!!!!! PREPARE TO SPEND THE WEEKEND WATCHING CARS EXPLODE!!!!!!!!! I GOT FRONT ROW SEATS TOO!!!!!!!🤩🥳🤯

Wukong felt his anger disappear into thin air, And replace with excitement,Well that explains Why you did so much overtime for your job😊😊😊😊

(Netflix Wukong) He noticed something was missing, Something that's always supposed to be there. Or more like it became part of his life, and because of this feeling Wukong felt empty. He then went to tell Lin about this emotion and emptiness until she asked

(Lin) Did you see (Y/N) yet????

Then it hit him He didn't know if he talked to you at all today, he didn't even remember seeing you and you guys live in the same house. Wukong thanked Lin and went to look for you but he couldn't find you anywhere. He then slowly begin to panic as he had no idea where you are, he freaked out and teared up his thoughts being. Why didn't I pay attention?! What if she's hurt?! What if she got kidnapped?! What if she got sick of me and....abandoned me??😥🥺😭 Wukong Try to remain rational while stopping himself from crying. Then he noticed something on the cabinet, he ask ran and ask Lin to read it for him and it saids,

Wukong meet me by the market at 3 I have a surprise for you🙂

It was currently around 2:45 or something But he was too anxious to wait. So he left the house and went looking for you, he got to the market and saw you, and is that a CARNIVAL?!🎡

You greeted him and told him that a fair was In town and you wanted to spend the day with him in it. Wukong ran over and quickly hugged you tightly, happy to see you, feeling his heart slow down a bit Upon being in your presence. After that you both went in to have a blast😄🎊🎉

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[my-mt-heart]

I would say Daryl was in his thirties when the apocalypse happened then Merle who was older in his forties??? Rick Grimes and Lori are in their thirties. I think that was the age range for them. Daryl saying he was young sounds.... like it has different meanings as thirties isn't old old but it's not young young. Young usually constitutes child to twenties for me. I don't know if they're actually retconning Daryl age because let's be honest NR is obviously a certain age so it would be crazy but again wouldn't put it past them. It might just be an example of further excruciatingly bad writing and expression. I guess time will tell. But if they suddenly are rewriting Daryl's age then I'm gone because that's ridiculous

It’s common for actors to play younger than their real age and maybe that’s the case here. I personally find it more believable—and frankly more compelling as a story—that both Daryl and Carol were in their 40’s at the start of the ZA. In any case, we know that Daryl was emotionally immature due to a life of trauma (When an adult’s trauma is triggered, it brings them back to the age they were at the time of the initial incident). We know that there’s a conversation in Consumed where Carol brings up Daryl’s behavior. We can even argue that some of Daryl’s story reflects certain themes of Bildungsroman, but there are also many elements that resonate with adults, specifically adults struggling to heal from abuse years after the fact, such as the many instances we see Daryl trying to be a good parent/role model to kids despite never getting that himself when he was their age and the way he’s able to establish a mature bond with one woman instead of being promiscuous. It’s the combination of Daryl reaching emotional maturity, dealing with his trauma, and learning to form deep relationships at the midpoint of his life that makes his story unique. That’s why so many people rooted for him.

Now if we’re analyzing the spinoff, we unfortunately have to use what Norman is saying in interviews as context because, clearly, he’s the one with the keys to this entire operation (🤨). Norman frames the spinoff as a literal coming of age story about a “young adult,” which usually implies 18-20 something, who never got the chance to be a young adult because he was always “running and fighting” but now he finally has a chance to grow up and think about what he wants for his future. He’s erasing the role that Daryl’s abuse plays and he’s erasing the emotional growth we’ve already seen in the flagship show. His arc is strongly tied to a woman who is played by an actress in her early 30’s though she looks younger, so that’s his cohort, not Carol. The voiceover of Daryl saying he was “pretty young” when everything started without any other context is deliberate. It helps attract male viewers in their 30’s or younger who can resonate with a story about “young�� Daryl doing cool things and hanging out with women they’d be attracted to. Or at least, that’s the goal, but frankly it reads more like a midlife crisis, so I wish them luck with that 🥴 While I don’t expect anyone to explicitly say that Daryl is 30 in S3, all the evidence points to an age regression and that to me is unwatchable. It’s not Daryl.

As a side note, since we’re talking about age, I think it would be good to remind people how much stigma comes with age, especially in the entertainment industry, and it affects both men and women. While it’s important to call out the problems of projecting that struggle onto a beloved character and while it’s okay to be angry about it (I definitely am), I would still very much like to treat any discussions about an actor’s age with sensitivity. The simple fact of Norman being middle-aged is *far* from the issue at hand. Thank you to all future anons for helping me make that clear 🙏

[irrevocablecondition]

Can I just say thank you for existing? Odd ik but hear me out:

First time I saw you on my fyp on tiktok, you were talking about jeverus, and you hypnotized me into obsessing over it, second time was snupin and I also fell in love with that, third was the craziest situation of all but, dude

The way you practically opened everyone's eyes and helped other people speak up? The greatest thing I've ever seen so far and this month has been pretty crappy for me. Your posts make me happy, and I think I'm starting to find out more about myself through them lol. But yeah, thank you for sticking around. You're a cool guy 👍🏾

okay wait first of all finding me through jeverus is WILD. this is new ground for me i'm like a baby deer learning to walk when it comes to jeverus but i must have been very convincing 🙂↕️🙂↕️ SNUPINNNN my beloved <333

🫂🫂🫂 <- me hugging you, this is why we stick around !!

yk in like year 9 you'd put "nrs close ones know deleting all socials 💔💔" on your story 😭😭 that's how i ALWAYS feel on tiktok because i'm always like "okay no i need a break" and then i see all the lovely people and i remember how fun it can be so i come back like "mhm okay this time will be fine" 😭 and it's really embarrassing for me every time but then you get asks like this about helping me figure themselves and its like :'))) well yeah. hang around, it's worth it !

🫂🫂🫂 hugs hugs hugs this has been a crazy mont but we made it through !!

[that-left-turn]

Long time no see. Hope you're fine and enjoying time with your loved ones.

The fandom has been really quite lately. The excitement has been gone since S2 dropped and S3 doesn't look that much promising either.

How could it be? Not only are DZ and GN not Caryl fans but NR one of the biggest hater, of Carylers and the ship. He literally said, that he played Daryl like a kid during the Terminus reunion and at Carol's house near the kingdom, "He (Daryl) was like a child who asked his mother why did she leave". As opposed to saying he played Daryl romantically during the Beth scene.

So the Caryl spin off was scrapped because Caryl was never supposed to happen but they brought Carol back because of the fans and low numbers? They're gonna drag us along but never give us what we want because they simply don't want to. Why bring Carol back when they know there will be more critic than positive reactions at all?

Thanks anon, I hope your holiday season is festive and bright 🎄🎊🍾

For the longest time, Norman has wanted to work his way out from the shadow which Melissa's acting casts, so it's not so much that he hates the ship itself as that he resents being defined by Caryl. With poor Emily, he was the stronger actor, but he'll never be the one earning the accolades vis-à-vis Melissa. It's also been eyecatchingly frightful since the early seasons that Norman spouts a lot of nonsense in regards to character motivation and arcs. (He has deplorable story instincts and shouldn't be allowed to have creative control.) Everything he says is to grab attention as Norman, cool dude—not to benefit Daryl's character development or any kind of narrative integrity.

In other words, there are different agendas at work. The stooges want to tell conventional stories about heroic white dudes with interchangeable side piece love interests who perish the moment they no longer service the male main character's arc. A segment of AMC execs favor these white tales or are trying to keep the noise down by keeping Reedus happy. Some of the studio execs do understand that the show needed Melissa/Carol, but they also seem to have hoped that bringing her back would be enough. That they could have their cake and eat it too.

Without a new showrunner—someone who cares about the inherited characters and who knows how to plot—nothing will change. Caryl fans will get dragged along because AMC will market to you, but they won't give you the payoff they tease. Zabel owes Norman (and Nicotero) for the opportunity and won't want a power struggle he doesn't have the clout to win. He hasn't worked for years prior to this gig, so he has no capital to leverage with the studio and he doesn't have the skill to pull off a mature romance worthy of these two characters, even if he did try to write it.

I know everyone's sick to death of hearing me say this, but Zabel is both a bad writer and a horrible showrunner. The amount of time it takes for this production to shoot six episodes is something that would give me night terrors and an ulcer if I was involved. The very vocal fanbase would have any showrunner worth their salt reevaluating their priorities. An aversion to a ship isn't a hill a showrunner wants their career to die on. Done right, Caryl canon could produce enough noise in the right circles that the writer would get invited to pitch other projects.

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On This Day in Schitt's Creek: April 3

2019

Patrick's Box [david/patrick, E, 4,157] by @wildxwired

“Whatever repressed little box this guy jumped out of had better come back when that customer kindly fucks off again.” — OR Patrick’s confidence grows as he and David become more intimate.

Rings [david/patrick, NR, 1,083] by my_middle_name_is_awkward

The four silver rings are a staple in every David Rose outfit, that much, Patrick has known since day one. The first time he sees them is when David hands him that little slip of paper that has ‘B13’ printed on it. He doesn’t really think anything of them until he’s shaking David’s hand for the first time, the cool metal touches Patrick’s hand and it sends a shiver up his spine. (He’ll find out later that it seems to feel like that every time he touches David, but he still loves the rings.)

Silver & Gold [david/patrick, G, 1,075] by thelightwitch

They were both still crying when they pulled apart again, and Patrick reached up to dry his eyes, laughing a little. “How about that picnic now, huh?’’ he asked. “Oh thank god, I’m starving.” -- a brief post-episode scene because I watched the proposal 14 times and I needed to do something with my feelings

The Best Days of Patrick's Life [david/patrick, E, 6,984] by mickeysmyheart

Patrick had many days that were “the best day of his life” and that they were all because of his husband to be. Alternative summary: I had an idea after seeing the cast all dressed up for the Canadian Screen Awards and the picture they took made me imagine the Rose's wanting to take a family picture at David and Patrick's wedding but Patrick didn't have his tie on anymore. David told him he looked sexy and it didn't matter because it was just one photo but then they go visit Johnny and Moira and the picture is framed.

the spot... [david/patrick, T, 1,293] by @startswithhope

A reflection of a few times Patrick hiked alone and the one time he didn't. (don't read until you've seen "The Hike" - you've been warned)

2020

find me a place in your heart [stevie & david, NR, 1,032] by @maxbegone

"You deserve this, David." Stevie and David have another heart-to-heart after seeing the house. David is grateful. A coda to Start Spreading The News.

hold on to me as you go [david/patrick, T, 3,775] by helvetica_upstart

The thing is, sometimes Patrick gets so caught up in paying attention to David that he forgets how good David is at paying attention to him, too. Which is how he’s taken by surprise when David bolts upright in bed, turns on the lamp, and says, “Patrick, the fourth time we drove by the house was before you proposed.” Whoops. a 4+1 (ish) about Patrick and David at the cottage

I like it when you're loud [david/patrick, E, 555] by anonymous

Ray's gone, so Patrick can be loud.

I want you smiling all the time [david/patrick, M, 874] by @startswithhope

Coda to "Start Spreading the News". The last few days have been such an emotional rollercoaster that this feels like the crest of the final hill, all that’s left being that long-awaited, exhilarating freefall.

Let That Lonely Feeling Wash Away [david/patrick, E, 3,498] by DisgruntledPelican

David and Patrick have a movie night. David wants to make sure Patrick enjoys himself; Patrick just wants to eat pizza and enjoy... David. It's all very tender, including the blowjob.

2021

[Podfic] Fifteen Hundred Miles [david/patrick, M, podfic] by Amanita_Fierce, @schittposting

It’s an attractive thought, that changing your life could be as easy as doing a hard thing. Instead of moving to Schitt’s Creek, Patrick decides to hike fifteen hundred miles of the Pacific Crest Trail, through the wilderness, alone. He ends up meeting someone else with something to prove. [Podfic of "Fifteen Hundred Miles" written by MoreHuman]

Give You What You Need [david/patrick, E, 1,949] by @reginahalliwell

Patrick and David enjoy their Saturday morning in bed together before heading to the store. An unfortunately timed inadvertent phone call means Marcy is party to their... connecting, and it's up to David to manage the situation.

Heat Retention [david/patrick, E, 3,901] by @im-televisions-moira-rose

Patrick rips his jeans at the 5th anniversary party for Rose Apothecary. David fixes them and it gets them both thinking about hands. -------------- “Honey, I told you that you should’ve worn the new pair.” David’s voice is half gentle, half vindicated as he examines the torn seam. He’s trying not to laugh. “I’m almost positive these jeans are older than our entire relationship; I’m honestly tempted to FaceTime Rachel to see if she recognizes them.”

How It's Always Gonna Be [david/patrick, T, 2,110] by everfuckmore

Five Years in the love story of Patrick and David. It’s a coming of age and a coming out story, about finding love and finding yourself.

i love you now and i'll love you then [david/patrick, G, 406] by budd

After coming home from a solo shift at Rose Apothecary, David finds his partner painting their nails, or more so attempting to.

Ireland [roland/jocelyn, T, 300] by Rosey_Peach

Learn to Live on Less [david & alexis, T, 4,509] by chronologicalimplosion

For the first month and a half, even with the lists and the challenging reality of tailgates and homemade cheese balls, it doesn't even occur to David that his health might be affected by the move. His small black medicine clutch, already pre-packed in case of an Alexis emergency, had been practically the only nonissue the day the feds stormed through the house racing to touch everything of value in the house before the Roses could sweep it into their own arms. The bag had been solidly in-hand right after he emptied his cabinet of hair products haphazardly into a duffel and right before he chewed a bloody hole in the side of his mouth from the stress of having to manhandle his precious wardrobe in the name of expediency. And then he wakes up--at a respectable 10:32--to an email from his old pharmacy notifying him that his automatic prescription refill date is coming up. OR The one where David Rose is a trans man and it's a little complicated transferring your HRT prescription to another country when you've lost all your money and are living out of a motel.

lovely, messy, like this [david/patrick, T, 1,392] by @maxbegone

He removes the clipboard from David’s hands and sets it on the edge of the display table before tugging him closer by his belt loops — ripped skinny jeans, which Patrick has made several notes about, and his thighs. He presses one chaste kiss to David’s half-open mouth before leaning back just enough to incite a chase.

play along... [david/patrick, T, 1,654] by @startswithhope

All of this, every second of it, it’s adding up to be the most electrifying, life-changing moment of Patrick’s life to date. Meeting the man currently flipping his world upside down had previously held this title a few minutes ago, but apparently he’s in for a wild ride tonight.

The Kiss [david/patrick, M, 8,580] by Rosieboo98

There’s another bang at the door ‘Patrick are you home? Please let me in. Please’. It’s David and he sounds, distressed?

2022

Embracing Maddy [david & oc, T, 6,841] by @tyfinn

Maddy always felt a little different. It wasn't because her mother was killed when she was seven years old. It wasn't because she had two dads. It wasn't because she was somehow able to balance her art (that her Daddy loves), her sports (that her Papa loves), and her studies (that her Aunt Stevie loves) with little to no anxiety. Okay- maybe a little anxiety. She was David Rose's daughter, after all. Madeline Elizabeth Brewer Rose is asexual. Maddy is Ace. One would think that having one gay father and one pan father would make it easy to come out to them. But for Maddy, who is asexual, it turned out to be a little more difficult than she thought it was going to be.

What's Next? [patrick/rachel, G, 2,432] by @hippolotamus

A familiar ache spreads across her chest. The one that makes her wonder if she’s really the one Patrick wants next to him. He’s been acting… strange lately. Actually, not lately. It’s been the trend for months now. He’s more fidgety, on edge. They’re engaged and Rachel feels like she ought to have a better grasp on the cause by now. Like she should be able to read his emotions and determine what’s wrong so they can fix it and move forward the way they always have. But Patrick’s cagey with his answers, saying work is stressful and he’s not sleeping well. He won’t let her in. In nearly two decades of dating history, they have split apart and always found a reason to come crashing back together. More times than she can count. Each time, Patrick seems to declare his love for her a little more emphatically, even though it feels like he’s more distant than ever. He continues to insist he means it. That knowledge doesn’t stop the nagging thought in the back of her mind that there’s more Patrick isn’t saying. Or, perhaps, that Rachel isn’t hearing .-------------------Rachel's POV of If, Then

yeah i'm afraid (but i'll follow you anyway) [david/patrick, T, 1,877] by @stereopticons

Patrick's and David's thoughts in the moments before getting married. (that's it, that's the fic.)

you and i and nobody else [alexis/twyla, E, 141,064] by @sarahlevys singsongsung

Twyla had never seen herself as someone who could catch the eye of someone like Mutt, let alone someone who would be interesting enough to watch on national television. But what was fate if not a series of lucky decisions and choices, aligning together to create something wonderful? - In truth, Alexis doesn’t know a ton about Mutt, aside from the fact that he’s hot - those abs - and that something about his reticence is charming. Her friend Jitney encouraged her to apply for the show, and fresh off her third break-up with Stavros, she figured, why not? - Twyla Sands and Alexis Rose meet on Mutt’s season of The Bachelor.

2023

At A Glance [david/patrick, M, 3,600] by @beaiola

Collection of drabbles based on weekly prompts from Schittscreekdrabbleblog on Tumblr

Keep My Hands Tied [david/patrick, E, 2,482] by @jesuisici33

Right now David was on his knees in his and Patrick’s bedroom, taking steadying breaths as Patrick loped the blue rope around David’s body slowly around him. It wasn’t often David asked Patrick to dominate him. When they first got together, David found out his inclination of Patrick to be slightly wrong. But the way Patrick said, “Oh, I’m gonna get the money,” or, “You’re going to sit here and think about what you’ve done,” that time when they got back together… That tone never failed to leave David’s vivid imagination or fantasies.

where every word fits in [alexis/twyla, T, 1,581] by @hippolotamus

A series of unrelated, prompt based drabbles

Totals:

No fanworks for 2017, 2018, or 2024 2019: 5 fics/21,444 words 2020: 5 fics/9,734 words 2021: 10 fanworks (9 fics, 1 podfic)/24,878 words 2022: 4 fics/152,214 words 2023: 3 fics/7,663 words Total: 27 fanworks (26 fics, 1 podfic)/209,081 words

[lawbin-archive]

Hi kokonut

First of all, I'd like to thank you for your analysis and recaps on Lawbin interactions and similarities.

I enjoyed them so much. I SHIP THEM HARD.

I started reading One Piece because of Ms All Sunday at the time. You know she looked so badass with the outfit, stoic/stern luck, and her DF abilities. I was Luffy and his nakama's age at the time and when she joined I was like: "Wow, Robin's so much older and mature, a woman in her late 20s. How does it feel to be that mature?"

Now, I am even older than her :))). (I'm old, I know)

I'll try organizing my thoughts chronogically. This might be long as NR and One Piece and I go way back to my adolescent years.

- So yeah, I have been a Robin fan since way back. One Piece wasn't as popular and access to manga was not easy. I saved One Piece chapters on floppy diskettes of 1.44 MB capacity (those were the dark ages). I had nobody around me to talk about One Piece and Nico Robin even searched for a mailing list and sent a cold email to a stranger just to search for someone to talk about Nico Robin/Miss All sunday lol.

- I was much younger so what I cared about mostly was just badassery and her being cool and strong. I got really worried and sad when Robin was frozen by Aokiji and she was a "burden" to her nakama. But then came Water 7 and Enies Lobby arc which were Robin's arc and full of Robin which made me really happy. Robin's outfit from back then is still the best Robin outfit for me.

- I was not very much and is still not into character ships. I've seen some Zoro x Robin and Franky x Robin ships since back then. I read the reason why people match them but I wasn't convinced. I just didn't see it. (We'll get to Law and Law x Robin later)

- When the supernovas were introduced in Sabaody archipelago pre-time skip, Law stood out for me immediately upon his introduction. Most probably cause he was the only one that was directly mentioned by Robin to Luffy :)) Oh, and cause he had a unique name that made me curious.

- And then came the time skip. I was kind of "disappointed" when Robin was sent to Tequila wolf. You see all the straw hats went to unique islands and we knew what they were doing there (e.g. Luffy with the amazon lilies, nami studying weather) while Robin went to I am sorry be a slave at a random bridge??? And what the hell was she doing with the Revolutionaries? We know what the other Strawhats were doing during the timeskip but what she did during the timeskip was always vague.

- I was also rather disappointed with her design post timeskip in Sabaody archipelago :/ Where was the cowboy hat? Why the much "softer" clothes? Where was the full body leather dress as in Enies lobby?

- The last time I followed the chapters real time was at the beginning of Punk Hazard, Law hasn't even reappeared at that time. And then life happened: uni and work and life in general. I had other hobbies and interests too, I had minimal time to follow chapters per week with less motivation fueled by my "disappointment" about post timeskip Robin .

- So, I had around 10-12 years of One Piece hiatus. Now OP is VERY mainstream and accessible, so different compared to when I first read them 20 years ago. I decided to pick up where I left: beginning of Punk Hazard.

- Now that I am much older and mature with more of the story revealed, everything about Robin's character development makes sense to me:

How she's much more relaxed, and how it felt to not want to be a burden for others, how it's okay to ask for help (and that it's a very courageous thing to ask for help), and how she felt so happy Sanji asked her for help :')

- My disappointment about how she was sent to Tequila Wolf (and The Revolutionaries) has evaporated: Oda has tied her even further to the One Piece lore after all

- I mentioned that I've seen Frobin and Zorobin since way back then. Now I have a perspective of both a teenager me and much older me reading Nico Robin interact with other characters. I still do not see the appeal to those pairings. But when I read her interactions with Law, I immediately got: AHA!!! WHAT'S THIS?

- Now that I've caught up to all chapters (up to 1133 as of now). I SHIP THEM HARD. I'm squeezing years worth of Law x Robin obsession/admiration/hope in these recent weeks LOL. So glad that I found your blog so that I know I am not crazy and not alone in seeing the appeal of Law and Robin. Damn shipping in the fandom is so toxic these days.

- I agree with your writing about why you ship Law x Robin. Back in my younger days, the idea of opposite attracts appealed to me. But now that I'm much older and much overwhelmed with life, the meshing of personalities such as Law and Robin's what appeals and what makes sense to me. Both are introverts with quirks (both are nerds in their own field) and both can engage in intelligent and analytical discussions.

Ah well I blab a lot. Sorry for the long post. I hope we can see Law (and Robin) interaction again soon. I might write to you again next time. Hope you're not bored. :)))

Hi, thank you so much for the long message you sent me. I feel so heartwarmed whenever someone shares their lawbin experience with me. I’m sorry it’s taken me a few days to get back to you, I’ve been busy lately :(

I’m glad you enjoyed the analysis, even though I wrote most of it late at night when I was supposed to be sleeping, so my writing was probably a mess. And OMG I’m a baby one piece fan—I only got into it last year. It’s so nice to know someone has been in the fandom for so long! I’m happy that one piece has grown so much that it’s now easier to find people to share your one piece thoughts with!

I also really wish we could learn more about what happened to Robin during the time skip. I think one piece has grown with its audience, when you read it at different stages of your life, your interpretation changes. I’d say I’m lucky because I got into it pretty late, so a lot of things have already been revealed, and I didn’t have to wait for them haha I’m also super happy that you’re back and shipping lawbin too. The more lawbin fans, the merrier!

I do also ship them so hard, and I’m thrilled to have met so many lawbin shippers who share my obsession. The shipping fandom can get pretty toxic nowadays, but as long as we focus on our ship and find happiness in it, I think we can ignore all the hate :)

I know a lot of people believe that opposites attract, but my personal experience tells me otherwise, and that’s one of the reasons I ship them. I’m so happy my blog has reached you, and I want you to know you’re definitely not alone!!

If you’re interested, you can always join the lawbin discord (shamelessly promoting) https://discord.com/invite/NRE3hheBPA

There are even more Lawbin shippers there, and we can delulu haha :D Thank you so much again for sharing your thoughts! <3

[ra5pberry-jam]

Hey! Saw your post about the fanfic you're working on, you mentioned that your oc is a billford oc? What do you mean by that exactly? I'm so intrigued! Always love hearing people gush about their ocs and projects, tell me more!! :)

OMG YES- I didn't think I'd get a reply lolll

Ok- so I mean that in the sense of my oc is their kid. Sonar (the oc) was made by Bill by mixing their DNA (he stole Ford's lol) and incubating that (picture several timez's test tube situation)

Bill kind of realized Ford was starting to catch on and decided to make a vessel for himself in case he needed something to posses on Earth to get to the portal on his own. Add in the biological aspect of (theoretically) retaining his powers and he was very interested in creating Sonar.

He didn't realize/didn't care that creating an affront to nature would cause the creation a great deal of pain, and Sonar's left eye is legally considered blind as well as when he over-uses his powers he overheats like a shitty laptop and will get very very sick. He has limited powers that include telepathy, dream invasion, and minor clairvoyance. Basically, he can see into the future if he REAAALLY tries but will be benched for like a week if he uses it at ALL. Telepathy is easy for him and dream invasion is second nature. Sometimes it'll happen on accident if he has high emotion, but he can't dream himself. If he chooses to dream while asleep, it's just him talking to himself lol- he's constantly lucid dreaming, and wakes up a little more tired than he would've normally.

I've been playing with the idea of, since he should never ever existed, his powers are unstable. Not powerful, but unstable. When he overuses them to the point of minor-moderate physical harm, it will threaten to create rifts. These are very small and need extra force to expand large enough to allow anything humanoid through.

Another silly idea is him having a third eye when he is clairvoyancing lol. Like Bill's copy pasted onto his forehead- mostly bc it looks cool but it could have story impacts depending on where I decide to go with his powers. If his powers are his own, then I won't do much with it. But if it's an extension of Bill's powers, than maybe I could do something with it- idk lol

(Can you tell I didn't know how to pose Ford for this? ^)

OKAY ONTO HIM AS A PERSON- Sonar grew up in the Nightmare Realm and was born empathetic which caused him to be ostracized by his peers (I added a whole bunch of lore to the NR but we're not here for that) and would stay inside working his way through all the human media Bill had around. He got REAL obsessed with trying to make art, and is sometimes in a band(folk rock/hyper punk) depending on what I want to do with him, but he was always upset his art never felt 'human'. He's a bundle of social anxiety with legs and is generally regarded as strange (which doesn't help him feeling alien). He's very eager to please and tries to stay positive, ending up being the protective one of the Pines family when it comes to the mystery twins (since as a kid he had no one to protect him, so he ends up babying the kids of the shack so he can keep them from ending up like him).

In THIS specific fanfic, he ends up being Stan's right hand man and also pretend son. Stan fabricates a birth certificate and other stuff for him so he doesn't have to worry about the government being like "wait a minute", helping Stan out with the portal but not really being super helpful since (while he has very crazy knowledge about inter-dimensional societies) he has no real knowledge about building a dam portal and is more like a Stan2(who reaches under the couch bc bro's back is too bad lol) when it comes to the portal.

*HEAVILY BREATHING* Okay- *HUFF* I think that's all of it-

Come back anytime you need inane ramblings about any given topic or shitty poetry <3 And thank you for reading my yappening lol, I genuinely got SO excited when I saw someone ask me about my boy and was smiling ear to ear

[dearggntlereader]

Nr.16 Warming kisses ༻¨ : ·. ｡⋆⍋*｡

Mattheo Riddle x reader CW: very short one

You step into you and Mattheo’s cabin expecting to be warmed up as soon as you step inside, instead you shiver at the cold wind rushing through the open window.

The fire is out. Why did you expect it to be on, lighting up the dark room?

“it’s so cold,” you whisper, the hot breath visible in the cool air surrounding you. You breathe out a couple more times, watching the white air swivel around.

Mattheo steps in behind you, setting down your suitcases with a heavy thunk. He carried everything up the driveway, looking almost offended when you offered to take a smaller bag.

He smirks, pulling you closer by the waist and kissing the side of your head. “I could warm you up,” his silky smooth voice whispers into your hair.

You giggle at his affection, leaning into his touch. His hands slip under your jacket, warming his hands for a second before slipping them under your (his) sweater.

“And how exactly do you plan to warm me up?” you look at him with a teasing smile, voice matching his low tone.

He places a few soft kisses under your jaw, pressing his words into your skin “I have a few ideas…”

You gently push him away with soft laughter in your voice, “Let’s put on the fireplace first.”

He lets you go with a soft groan after letting his hand rub a soft circle into your skin.

“Fine, but just so you know, the fire won’t be nearly as warm as me.”

Before you, physical touch wasn’t a thing for him. Most people around him weren’t very touchy and he didn’t exactly get any gentle touch from his parents.

When you came around with your light kisses and soft hugs Mattheo didn’t know how to respond. As soon as he got used to the touch he couldn’t stop touching you.

Now as he wanders towards the fireplace backwards, his eyes not leaving your figure, a soft smile never leaving his lips he lets the feeling of pure utter love flood over him.

You smile back at him, cheeks flushed from the cold.

God, he loves you.

“Careful with that smile, sweetheart. You’re making it hard to concentrate.”

Thank you all for supporting my blog!! As always, I appreciate all comments and reblogs. It's what keeps me going.

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Hello!! I want to ask you something, do you have thoughts about how Kuairumi wedding would animate? Because I'm so rooting for them and I can't even wait to see them together 😩♥️💛✨

Hi Meme!!

Thanks for the ask! I'm honoured that you, @orbitinytheworld and @thedragonholder want to hear my thoughts on this wedding!

Dragon already blessed us with her thoughts and it made my day that she used my take on Harumi's clan as inspo!

You guys are all amazing and I feel so flattered right now!!🥹💕

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Now for starters, I hope I don't offend anyone by saying that I am sooooo glad their wedding won't be looking like this:

Cause look, it might be just my hating on S1 Invasions, but I truly think this wedding looks like shit.💀

From the (non-existent) decoration to the wedding gowns, everything looks so plain and boring, there's no colour, texture, volume or personality, there's NOTHING here that screams Kuai and Harumi! I hope I'm not offending anyone with this, but from the bottom of my heart, I HATE how this wedding looks🤦🏾‍♀️

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With that out of the way:

Let's talk about the new wedding!

For once, we got our first official look on the brand new Fire Gardens and NOW WE'RE TALKING!

Seriously, just look at it!

I don't know if that's it's normal look of if it has been specially decorated for the wedding, but either way, it's great!

Look at the scorpion tails on the roof! The fabrics hanging, the rug, the lanterns and textured floor!

Look at all the golden pieces and candles surrounded by flowers! THE FREAKING FLOWEEEEERS!!!

Oh! And these statues! Can we talk about them? These are just like the statues found on the Wu Shi Academy, and I SO hope they are of the Elder Gods! Cause then it means we are one step closer to the Order of Cetrion! :O

We also got to see Kuai's gown too!

SO MUCH BETTER! It has texture, depth, details, and it actually feels like Kuai Liang (I mean, the Invasions gown even got people mistaking him for Bi-Han :P)

I still feel it's a bit too simple for his grand day, but it has potential (plus, I strongly believe he had some extra layers on that he discarded once he had to engage in combat)

We are yet to see Harumi (;-;) but Kuai's new vest does make me hopeful!

And look, you may argue that the Invasions gowns were traditional japanese/chinese gowns, but this kinda leads me to my next issue:

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Kuai and Harumi are fictional characters from fictional clans and are more than allowed to have fictional lore!

Heck! I'll give you some of my own lore right now, so bare with me!

Kuai descends from dragons and Cryomancy and Pyromancy are different outcomes from a same source of power! Meanwhile Harumi is a warrior of Cetrion and her clan protects nature!

Imagine what you can draw from it!

Kuai gets to wear a gown with texture that resembles scales and an overcoat that resembles wings! Harumi wears a dress with a white to light pink gradient, on the overcoat a beautiful hand-painted landscape of a cherry blossom forest and her hair adorned with golden pins and flowers!

Her bouquet made by Kuai to show he's finally learning flower language after years struggling with it!

Kuai: *hands Harumi a bouquet of tansy*

Harumi, teasing: Are you declaring war against me?

Kuai: wHAT???

I want more lore! And more unique traditions! Clothing, dances, rituals, food!

Be creative, NRS!

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Back to Canon again.

First of all, I got to see Shirai Ryu warriors (Raiden included) and Wu Shi warriors fighting the Cyber Girls. Very cool, very nice!

Now where are Harumi's warriors??

I find it hard to believe they weren't invited! So where are they? What do they look alike?

Please tell me they are all women and they don't all dress black with a singular piece of coloured fabric to tell them apart.

NRS, you were more creative than that... right? (ಠ_ಠ)

Also, you did invite the Umgadi, right NRS? Cause Harumi was one of them and now Kuai is their ally.

Kuai invited his allies, the Wu Shi. So Harumi invited her allies, the Umgadi. Correct?

Tanya is Harumi's old friend and now is her maid of honour, yes?

Yeah, thought so! Don't you guys love when NRS is creative? I sure do!😊

Now, to wrap this all up!

@thedragonholder suggested in her post that Bi-Han secretly attended the wedding and that ended up with him being caught by Titan Havik!

I absolutely LOVED that idea! But allow me to add:

What if Bi-Han told Cyrax and Sektor he was going to the wedding but he never got there cause Havik intercepted him first?

He never got too warn the girls and they think the Shirai Ryu had him captured the moment they spot him!

And that's why they decided to invade the wedding!

One big misunderstanding, it's on brand for MK, really :P

Kuai and Harumi manage to prove they got nothing to do with Bi-Han’s disappearance and begrudgingly they decide to help look for him because "he's a jerk and I'm still mad at him, but if he's really in danger than I won't just stand here and let him get hurt😑"

And that's how the whole adventure starts for them!

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Sooooo, yeah! Those are my thoughts so far! I really enjoyed brainstorm it all and I hope you enjoy reading it all just as much!

Gang, any thoughts, additions and theories? Please I'd love to talk more about it!!👀💙🩷

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[cilil]

Dearest Cilil

I've been looking at the Gentle June prompts thing and nr. 20 - service top or bottom has caught my attention (may be easy to combine with 18 - undressing). As for pairings I always love to see any femslash and trying to think about pairs maybe Vaire/Miriel or Nienna/Varda.

I hope this can give some inspiration. Also thank you for putting so many lovely drabbles and stories on my dash 💜💜💜

Gentle June

AN: Thanks so much, my friend! I picked Varda and Nienna for this one, hope you like how it turned out!💜 @tolkienpinupcalendar finally another one, I'm sorry lol xd

❀ Prompt: Service top/bottom, undressing | Varda x Nienna ❀ Synopsis: Nienna wishes to serve her queen in a different way. Varda is intrigued ❀ Warnings: Nudity, eldritch Ainur ❀ Short oneshot (~600 words)

"Are you certain?" 

It was a simple question tinged with intrigue more so than her usual queenly grace. 

Varda didn't doubt Nienna's capability, no, but she was curious about her conviction. Being the revered Queen of the Valar who admittedly relished in being admired and having others submit to her, she wasn't used to relinquishing control to another and the Lady of Mercy was the last one she had expected to make such a request. 

"I am." Nienna spoke softly as usual, but accentuated her words by lifting her up and placing her on the edge of her bed. "Let me take care of you and I shall serve you in a different manner."

"Very well." Varda smiled amicably, but her teeth were sharp. "I shall let you do as you please, though if I find myself growing impatient I will take you instead." 

"That is always your right and privilege, my queen." Only Nienna could say something demure with such calm confidence. 

Varda sat proudly as if she was on her throne, spine upright, chin high, eyes blazing. The prospect of seizing gentle, tender Nienna after letting her worship her for a time, like a cat toying with its prey, was exciting. Even so, she admired how the Valië tore off her veil with unusual determination, revealing her tear-stained face and pale eyes reflecting her queen's starlight like a pair of moons. Her hair, silvery and pearlescent, fell down her shoulders as it was finally freed. 

Nienna knelt. Instinctively, Varda held out her hand for her to kiss and felt wet lips on her skin — and then cool wetness engulfing her entire arm. Raising an eyebrow, she watched how the sleeve of her dress disappeared through a never before seen spell, tears washing away fabric as if it was nothing but stardust. 

"You assume I won't have need of clothing anymore?" 

"No, my lady, not tonight." 

It was Nienna's turn to smile and it was her who took her queen's other hand. Her fingers traced pulsing veins of light, now shining through midnight blue and purple skin with renewed vigour, and she rose alongside them to steal a kiss from Varda's lips. 

The next time she knelt was above her, her thighs caging hers, her hands on her cheeks, now towering above her. Another kiss, then more, underneath her jawline and down her neck. Varda sighed, allowing herself to be held. She could feel tears running down her neck and chest, slowly but steadily melting away what still covered her. Layer after layer, she was bared to the eyes of the Lady of Mercy, until even the veil of night she had infused her fána with began to fade and more and more of her light burst forth; it almost felt as if Nienna was tearing skin off muscle and bone, though painlessly and with loving tenderness. 

"Careful," Varda breathed, "my light–"

"Your light does not hurt me, my lady, and I much wish to see it." 

A magnificent glow now filled the queen's chambers, and Nienna was engulfed in star-fire. White flames licked and caressed every inch of her skin, but she laughed — the only thing that burned were her dress and her cloak, swiftly reduced to ashes that floated down like freshly fallen snow and revealing her fána underneath, beautiful and unharmed. 

Varda had underestimated her strength, and the unabashed display of it pleased her. 

"May I have you now, beloved?" 

"I am all yours." 

Thanks for reading! ♡

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[aziraphales-library]

Y’all are awesome and I appreciate the hell out of this account! Any fics that are an attempt at a season 3? Preferably comedic ones! Thank you so much and keep up the amazing work! ❤️

Hello. We have a #good omens s3 speculation tag, so check that out. Here are more to add that have some kind of humour tag...

a place to be by kaiyen (NR)

In which Crowley moves back into his flat, Aziraphale has problems at work, and the Second Coming of Christ is but a stone's throw away. In the end, Crowley makes it to rolling green hills, leant against a stubbornly yellow Bentley. He remembers the first morning. He had slithered out of the ground not long before dawn, the dirt damp even before the first rain, the grass cool and crisp against his scales. And the sun had risen, jewels spilling across the great blue sky, warm and golden from the East. Crowley – Crawly, then – had wanted to follow it, had felt a great pull Eastwards. He went, too, until he found the ripe red fruit nestled amongst the lush green leaves and knew what they were for. It was luck, then, that the humans had left in the direction of the sunrise. Luck, or– ineffable. The sun rises over the South Downs, and Crowley finally wants to stay.

The Ineffable Shades of Gray (Good Omens Season 3) by altsernative (T)

After returning to Heaven, Aziraphale learns the Metatron's true intentions, finds himself disillusioned, and regrets his choice to leave Crowley, who has been working in the Temptations department. They reunite, and find themselves stopping the final war between Heaven and Hell and learning God and Satan's true intentions for the world and each other.

Demons are Forever by in_a_pickle (T)

After finallly finding the courage to tell his best friend his feelings, Crowley's dreams are shattered when Aziraphale once again chooses Heaven over happiness together. With ‘Great Plans’ afoot upstairs, Aziraphale discovers that the starring role he accepted comes with some unforeseen duties and that Crowley’s kiss has become something of a distraction. Crowley meanwhile is trying to come to terms with a broken heart and is trying to fathom why Heaven is so keen to have Aziraphale back in the fold. A mini adventure with our favourite group of two, written in case I get hit by a bus and never get to find out what happened next.

The Intended Effect by Esme_Abner (E)

A post-S2 fic that begins with a very sad Crowley and a conflicted Aziraphale and a surprisingly not-awful Jesus. It's all building toward our boys reconciling, because like everyone else, my heart is broken and I need to pick up the pieces somehow. And they might try to like save the world again, too.

(I just can't wait for) Season 3 Good Omens! by RCReveal (T)

After Season 2, I really needed to find out how Aziraphale and Crowley could get their reunion: a real reunion & not 'pretendy real'. They both have so much growing to do with neither of them, yet, being able to even say 'I love you' clearly to each other. Angel, what's going on? What kind of doublethink are you doing to still think that Heaven is the Good side & that you can't even admit to being friends? But you'll do anything to protect the World. Crowley, always planning on running. Sorry, but that won't work. If you had run at Armageddon there'd be no here to be in. But somehow, still a little seed of optimism. And wow! what you two can do together! Especially with a little help from old and new friends. So here's a story about averting the Second Coming with that great ensemble cast of characters in Heaven, Hell, and Whickber ST. Long set up, but then starts to speed up, kinda a wild ride from chapter 42 onto the end. This story is at about the same level of cursing, violence (well, maybe a little more Gaiman-esque), humor (definitely much more Terry Pratchett-esque) and romance as that of the second season.

There's a Special Place on Earth for Beings Like You by Kipje (T)

Set two years after Aziraphale leaves to become Supreme Archangel. It’s the Second Coming. Aziraphale is tasked with finding parents for the new Christ and returns to earth. He needs Crowley’s help, but the two haven’t spoken since the break-up. Crowley doesn’t want to forgive the angel, nor does he want to help out with the baby, but he finds it incredibly hard not to get involved. OR Aziraphale and Crowley raise the new Christ together; a girl named Eden. While they try to sort out their feelings and avert the apocalypse. Excerpt: Crowley had always assumed Aziraphale would want to run away with him in order to be together. He had never bothered to ask if there was a version where they would be an ‘us’ on earth. What was Aziraphale supposed to do once they arrived in the Alpha Centauri system. How would that even work with his book collection? Sure, Aziraphale had fallen in love with the demon – and it had taken him a while to be able to admit that – but he had also fallen in love with humanity, with earth. He had never planned on leaving. He knew earth would be no fun without his favourite wily serpent, but that did not mean he would be fine anywhere as long as Crowley was there. He had standards.

- Mod D