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[delilahsturniolo]

𝜗᭪ HE CAN’T KEEP HIS WILD EYES ON THE ROAD ─── m.s

⤷ in which . . . you tease matt while he’s driving, he can’t take it anymore and he pulls over.

⤷ warnings . . . smut, unprotected sex, backshots, blowjob, teasing, dirty talk, degradation, sexual acts in a moving car, (don’t do this) use of pet names, multiple orgasms.

⤷ written by @delilahsturniolo, do not copy, steal, or modify my works. if you are taking any inspiration from this, please ask me first before posting and credit me in your description. happy reading! :)

you found yourself driving home from a party with your boyfriend matt, the night still in its early stages as the moon glowed softly in the sky. you decided to wear your skimpiest outfit, consisting of a scandalously short skirt and a barely-there top that left little to the imagination. the fabric of your skirt clung to your thighs like a second skin, and the wind occasionally threatened to expose more than intended.

your skin was cool and smooth, and your breasts swayed tantalizingly beneath the thin fabric of your shirt, nipples already perked up and straining against the flimsy barrier. you made a point to take the passenger seat, a wicked grin on your lips as you purposefully adjusted your skirt to flash some extra leg to matt.

as you settled into the car, the warmth of the interior mingled with the crisp night air, creating a delicious contrast on your exposed skin. the moonlight streaming through the windows cast an ethereal glow over your body, accentuating every curve and contour in a way that made it nearly impossible for matt to keep his eyes on the road.

"god, you're looking good tonight," matt muttered under his breath as he started the engine. the rumble of the car vibrated beneath you, stirring a tingle of excitement in your belly. "thanks," you replied coyly, letting your voice drip with innuendo. "i was hoping you might appreciate my efforts." matt's gaze flickered to you briefly before he forced his attention back to the road. "appreciate? i can't keep my eyes off you," he admitted, his voice a little rougher than usual.

that was all the encouragement you needed. you reached over and lightly traced your fingers along matt's thigh, feeling the tense muscle beneath his jeans. "mmm, that's exactly what i wanted to hear." as you continued to drive, the tension in the car grew thicker. every now and then, you would slide a hand across matt's very visible erection, teasingly gauging his arousal. his erection pressed against the denim of his jeans, unmistakable and increasingly insistent. each time you touched him, a visible twitch would ripple through his body, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the wheel. “fuck—stop baby..” he whined.

at last, you decided to up the ante. you reached down and deliberately pulled your top down, exposing your breasts to the cool night air. your nipples hardened further, standing erect and begging for attention. "keep your eyes on the road," you teased, your voice laced with challenge as you let your top stay down, breasts swaying rhythmically with the motion of the car.

matt's restraint snapped like a brittle twig. he slammed on the brakes, and before you could protest, he'd pulled over to the side of the road. in a heartbeat, he'd thrown the car into park and was out of his seat, storming around to your side of the vehicle. "get in the backseat," he growled, his voice a low rumble of desire as he yanked open your door.

you could have obeyed him, but where was the fun in that? instead, you raised an eyebrow and smirked. "make me," you taunted, the dare hanging in the air between you. matt didn't need to be told twice. he grabbed your wrist and pulled you roughly out of the car, his other hand wrapping firmly around your waist to steady you. you stumbled slightly as your legs were unaccustomed to the sudden change of altitude, but he held you securely against his body.

without another word, he pushed you toward the backseat. your heart hammered in your chest as you felt a jolt of excitement mixed with a touch of fear at his sudden ferocity. you climbed into the backseat, your skirt riding up even higher on your thighs as you settled onto the worn leather.

matt followed swiftly behind, his hands grasping at your hips as he spun you onto your hands and knees. you gasped as you felt the cool air hit your exposed backside, but before you could process the sensation, matt had aligned himself behind you.

"you asked for it," he hissed, his breath hot against your ear as he grasped your hips in a vice-like grip. then, without warning or mercy, he drove into you. you cried out at the intrusion, your body stretching to accommodate him as he filled you completely. every thrust sent jolts of pleasure coursing through your body, your walls clenching around him as he set a punishing pace.

your moans filled the confined space of the car, echoing off the windows as matt continued to fuck you roughly from behind. you could see their reflection in the glass, his grip on your hips, your breasts swaying with each of his thrusts, and his face twisted in a combination of pleasure and desperation. "you like that?" he grunted, his voice rough with lust as he reached around to grasp one of your swaying breasts. "you like being fucked like a dirty little slut?"

"yes," you gasped, the combination of his hand on your breast and his relentless thrusts pushing you closer to the edge. "gosh, yes." finally, after what felt like an eternity, matt pulled out of you. but instead of giving you a moment to catch your breath, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled your head up.

"come closer," he commanded. "suck my dick." matt turned you around to face him, positioning you. you obediently took his throbbing cock into your mouth without hesitation. the taste of him filled your senses. salty and primal, as you worked him with your lips and tongue. his hands tangled in your hair, guiding you up and down his length as he fucked your mouth with a ruthless abandon.

the world narrowed down to this moment, the feeling of his cock in your mouth, his hands in your hair, and the taste of him coating your tongue. you sucked and licked, determined to drive him over the edge as he had done for you.

matt's breathing grew ragged, his breathing becoming erratic as he approached his climax. with a final groan, he spilled into your mouth, his seed flooding your senses as you swallowed every drop. “this is what happens when you can’t keep your eyes on the road.” you smirked beneath matt, he only playfully rolled his eye. “pfft—don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it.” matt teased, flipping your skirt back down as he started to dress himself again. he really couldn’t keep his wild eyes on the road, not when it comes to you.

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[kenniesf1]

people we meet on vacation (pt. 4) | OP81

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pairing: oscar piastri x singer!reader (smau!)

summary: oscar and his childhood best friend, whose families always vacationed together, haven't seen each other in forever. maybe the f1 2025 season summer break is the time for them to rekindle?

tropes: friends to lovers, fluff, angst, social media + written, based loosely off of people we meet on vacation by emily henry

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri Kicking things off with the Belgian Grand Prix! Glad to be back, fully focused and rested.

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user75 YN IS NOT IN THE LIKES

user76 and he's lost all sense of aesthetic (*this post is a mess*) so ya something happened

user77 I don't think Oscar appreciates you guys talking about that girl if he doesn't like her ???

user78 what is with psychos like this who act like they know the drivers and hate on the women in their lives 💀

lando oscar piastri default emote

oscarpiastri 🙂

user79 he's soooo cuteeeee i want to squish him

mclaren Please don't, he's leading the WDC for us

charles_leclerc Can't wait to see you on the track 👍 liked by author

ediepiastri answer my texts hoe

oscarpiastri you're being annoying

georgerussell63 is yn coming to the race?

user80 NOTICE HOW OSCAR DIDN'T EVEN LIKE THE MESSAGE, EVEN THO HE LIKED EVERY COMMENT OTHER DRIVERS SENT

rolemodel nah dafuq

user81 something totally happened

quadlock Like a winner!

logansargeant Paddock pass 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

oscarpiastri ... girl i sent you one A WEEK AGO

logansargeant i feel so appreciated rn

yn.jpg

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yn.jpg i'm so excited to announce i've returned to the studio!!! not only do i have an album coming out soon (will announce properly shortly), but i've also had the opportunity to make a cover of one of my favorite songs of all time with one of my closest friends. thank you, tuck, for recording with me and putting up with all my annoying, heart-eyes ranting. i've always liked to cover music, but i've never recorded those covers--you guys, as my lovely fans, have at concerts! so this cover of "everything has changed" is dedicated to you. it was mine (or, i guess, ours oscarpiastri) and now it's yours <3

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user81 GUYS I THINK IT'S HAPPENING

user82 IM TWEAKING OUT, I LITERALLY WAS SO CONVINCED THEY WERE OVER

user1 so nice to see mclaren back in the likes

lizzymcalpine AHHH I LOVE IT!!!

yn.jpg you've heard it already 😭

user83 guys am i the only one that clocked the ALBUM ANNOUNCEMENT????

rolemodel i did not consent to that photo oh hell nah the fuck

yn.jpg actually in that contract we signed, you gave away your right to photo dump approval

lando will listen!

user84 who thought yn would make lando into a swiftie

taylorswift Amazing!

yn.jpg i literally love you

user85 GIVE US THE ALBUM, LN

gracieabrams no crumbs. no notes.

yn.jpg take me on tour with youuuu

user86 where is the oscar comment?

user87 yeah, or the like. why is bro acting nonchalant, she basically just soft launched?

oscarpiastri playing everything has changed - yn ln, role model

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oscarpiastri i love my girlfriend.

in other words...

yn, i've known you since we were little kids, fighting over rubber ducks and splashing in strong sea waves. everything you do amazes me and teaches me and inspires me. but it's not what you do that has made you so impossible to NOT be in love with (although it definitely helps), it's who you are. i can't believe it took me this long. sorry, love.

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yn.jpg i love you osc ❤️

user1 girl we've been SAYING

user88 slide 2 🥵

nicolepiastri Finally, you two got your shit together.

oscarpiastri mum 😭

lando nah, mrs. piastri, facts. stand on business queen.

hattiepiastri i deserve the credit, i did all the work

user89 yk what i see that. thank you hattie for your devotion to the ynoscar fandom 🙏

hattiepiastri i basically started it 💀

mclaren So cute!

alexandrasaintmleux don't mess this up piastri

oscarpiastri don't plan to 🫡

alex_albon i guess this makes sense... liked by author

kimiantonelli bro took my girl

oscarpiastri blocked.

user90 he does not PLAYYYYY

charles_leclerc when will i get to meet her, son?

yn.jpg you have ...

carlossainz55 ate down (is that what the kids say)

lando sure

user1 THIS IS MY ROMAN EMPIREEEEEEE

yukitsunoda you guys scared me there for a second

user23 you and me both

user8 glad i jumped ship

user1 🫶

logansargeant HE USED HER COVER OF A FRIENDS-TO-LOVERS SONG GUYS

user91 um logan?

ynoscarfan1 sorry, forgot to switch accounts

user1 HELPPPP-

yn.jpg posted a story!

flashback -> july 23rd, 2025 - 00:02

Somehow, they made it back to the hotel with their hands off of each other. The second the thick door to the room closed, Yn and Oscar grabbed each other, as if the mere centimeters between them had been too much distance. Maybe it was making up for the years they'd spent, living under the guise of "friendship". Kissing Oscar was everything Yn had dreamed of, but somehow, even her dreams weren't as good as the reality. Her hands in his soft hair, him pressing her gently against the wall. The slight curve of his lips, hinting at a smile--he was fucking perfect.

Oscar's hands felt steady on her hips, occasionally going up to brush a loose strand out of her face, lingering on her neck. He, too, had spent the last few nights imagining this, playing it over and over again in his head. He'd begun to feel like a mad man. Hence, him, too, being in awe of how much better it was to have her there, to hold her, rather than to imagine it in the edges of his closed eyes.

But it couldn't last all that long. "Stop," he said, directing the statement at himself rather than at Yn. "We should stop. Yn, please." She pulled away slowly, clearly struggling to stop, just as he was. Her beautiful eyes, the ones Oscar had gazed into a million times over, looked so confused and hurt. He made it quick. "We need to talk about this."

She pulled him in once more, ending the kiss right before thoughts of communication fled Oscar's love-ridden brain. "I know," she confessed, holding his hands and refusing to look away from the sight.

"I'm so scared," he admitted with the hope that that small big of raw honesty was enough to get her to look him in the face. It was. "I'm so scared, Yn. I've gone over it a million times over. This"--he gestured so tenderly between the two of them--"never ends well. I don't want to risk what we have--because we have so fucking much--for something that might not work."

Her head tilted naturally, as if getting a new angle would help her figure out just what to say. "Oscar," she finally stated, brushing her thumb against the side of his hand, "I like you. As a friend, I like you. And I get why you're scared. Up until tonight, I was so, so scared. I mean, do you think I want to lose you? No, of course I don't. Just the fucking idea of that had me keeping this you-and-me together thing hidden for years.

But I'm in love with you. I'm not afraid to say that now. I don't know for how long it has lasted or how long it will last, but I am. I've been trying to cope with the possibility of us not working out for my whole life, when really I should've been figuring out how to deal with the high fucking probability of us ending quickly. Because that's what'll happen if I don't tell you this right now. I can't just be friends with you. I don't think I was built for it.

I can't go on fucking vacation with you, sleep next to you, and be okay with having your hand brush against mine instead of hold it. I can't be friends with you. It fucking sucks and it's scary. But it's the truth. Don't we deserve to try, after all these years, instead of be bitter and repressed and die out fucking slowly?" No one had looked at him the way Yn was looking at him now.

"Yeah," he breathed out, his shoulders relaxing. "We do."

"Let's try," she said, more as a question than a decision. "Let's just say fuck it and try. I'm in love with you, Osc, I can't not try."

"Fuck," he said, pulling his hand back to run it through his hair. Oscar gave her another look. "I'm in love with you." This time, it was him to put his hands on the sides of her face, memorizing it before reaching out for yet another life-fucking-changing kiss.

"I'm so in love with you, Yn."

ANDDDDD that's a wrap on the people we meet on vacation! i really hope you guys enjoyed this little series because i had such a great time writing it! it means so much to me that there's even one person out there reading these tiny fics, much less more of you. what a whirlpool of a fic! i'm looking forward to writing more for you guys, so please don't hesitate to reach out with requests or recommendations or even feedback.

mine to yours,

kennie

[mikesbasementbeets]

when i say “if you’re going to repost someone else’s gifs you should credit them” i’m trying to be very nice. what i really mean is “if you’re going to insist on taking someone else’s work and rebranding it for your own original post the absolute LEAST you could do is provide credit to the source. it’s rude to put so much effort into taking engagement away from the creator for your own gain. ESPECIALLY if your post could EASILY be formatted as a reblog of the original post. when you RE-POST someone else’s gif, tumblr’s gif search function reroutes the SOURCE of the gif to YOUR post. if you’re going to take the time to take my gif and write your own whole post about it, don’t stop short of making the effort to utilize the built in system that properly credits and sources the gif that’s the basis of your post

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Available for anyone who wants to use them, no credit needed but super appreciated. All these caps are 1920x804. These are the trailers in their entirety with only the blank opening and closing images removed. If there are any issues, please feel free to let me know!

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[snowstormarts]

Can you do cuddling headcanons for the Hanks, Mac, and parker ?

Thanks for the request and I got another ask about including Luke Nukem in the next Headcanon I write so I will include our dear, crazy microwave man in here. Also I'm going to be honest here and say I don't like Parker, sorry if it's obvious in his part & with most of the characters here I went the Friendship route ^^" But it was still fun to write!

I hope you will still enjoy it, likes & reblogs are always appreciated and don't forget to send me an Ask or Request if you want [I also really should make a do/dont write for list, huh?]

Cuddle Time #3 [Date Everything x GN!Reader]

[Feat; The Hanks, Mac, Parker & Luke Nukem] [Divider Credit]

𖣳 The Hanks 𖣳

- You are always in the middle of the pile, the other Hanks had started with drawing matches to see who sleeps next to you. But after a while Hank 2 suggested to make a detailed rotation plan, so everyone had a turn cuddling with you

- All of them run quiet hot, some run a bit cooler [Hank 1 & 5] while others are the definition of a human oven [Hank 4] so if you're cold you can ask the boys to let someone else cuddle you for the day

- All of them are diffrent cuddlers even if they all share the same amount of muscles, here are the details;

Hank 1; Smells like Peach Vanilla Bodywash, his cuddling style is the Half spoon [One arm around your shoulder, leaving his chest wide open to be used as a pillow], he also has a dream journal

Hank 2; Smells like Kiwi & Passionfruit, he cuddles the classic spooning style with him switching between being the small or big spoon [he slightly favors being the big spoon], loves to give and recieve tight hugs

Hank 3; Smells like Deodarant with a hint of Cinnamon, he prefers to have both of your arms around each other with his head resting against your sternum

Hank 4; Smells like "3 in 1" Shampoo with a cool name like "Noir" or "Cool Breeze", he has you laying on top of him with one of his arms around your hip while the other runs up and down your arm, talks about his future plans durring cuddle time he soemtimes asks for feedback on those plans

Hank 5; Smells like Mint & Lime, his cuddle style is the Honeymoon Hug [Arms holding each other, legs intertwined and your head resting in the crook of his neck as his head rests atop of yours], sings lullaby to lull everyone to sleep he has a nice voice

🖥 Mac 🖥

- Thanks to all your fanfiction and acess to the internet they know many diffrent ways of cuddling & snuggling with you, they will offer you a few to choose from

- Dosen't care what position they are, little spoon, big spoon, something else they just enjoy being with you. That said they do prefer the lap pillow cuddle style where either you rest on their lap and they get to play with your hair or they get to lay on your lap and talk about their day

- Will play cozy game soundtracks from their little mouse buddy who besides being a mouse is also a portable bluetooth speaker [Mac got bored one day and just improved the lil' guy & then went "Do you want bluetooth speakers? Yeah? Ok"]

♟ Parker ♟

- He will roll for the Cuddle position, who's the big/small spoon and where you should cuddle [the bed, couch, floor, the yoga mat, ect], you can't stop him unless you beat him in another game

- He falls so quickly asleep during cuddling, he's just so relaxed and safe with you that his whole body goes comfy eepy mode

- Loves to have you rest in the crook of his neck with his arm around you while the other waves around wildly while he explains a new game to you. He will sometimes lean down to nuzzle you before going back to talking

🧨 Luke Nukem 🧨

- While he's a loud and energetic person deep inside he's a softie and that's best reflected when you two cuddle togehther, it's one of the few times where he can be himself without having to fear to be judged

- He will ask you to hold him tightly more often then not but when he senses that you had a bad day he won't hesitate to hug you tightly, wrap a blanket around you and turn you two into a cuddle burrito. He will also make a strange, whispery beeping sound mixed with vibrations to simulate purring [he learned that from Timothy once that purring can help to lower stress and anxiety, a great tool to have in this wasteland]

- He told you that Cuddles ward off Youngling Swarmer who are super tiny and will dig into your skin, so you should stay always close to him so you're both safe in this cruel, monster filled world, Ranger

[ysvxnielle]

ᩧ ֺ ۪ 　　　"you strummed, and something in him stirred"

── .✦ ꒰ pianist sae itoshi x guitarist f!reader ྀ ꒱ —

heres a similar blog , but in the 1920's AU

you have been playing the guitar since high school, when sae and you first met, when he wasn't the prodigy. at that time, too, sae used to play the piano, but had quit it, due to lost of interest, and got more into football, since.

one day, you were strumming your guitar, and sae was leaning against the doorway, admiring you.

"why don't you play the piano with me?" you question him.

sae scoffs and refuses, walking away.

days after this, you heard the keys of the piano playing from upstairs, while you were cooking dinner for the both of you. you decided to wash your hands, and go check upstairs, to see what sae is doing. you really wanted what you were thinking, to be true !

you quickly and quietly climbed the stairs, and walked with slow and steady footsteps, to the large hall, where your instruments, your and sae's study room, and books are kept.

there, you found the itoshi sae playing the piano alone, quietly, and peacefully. but, he notices you leaning and he calls you over, to sit on his lap, while he plays the piano.

the adorable divider credits goes to @luvseii ! thank u again for letting me use it !

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[curiositydoorunlocked]

Fantastic post, OP! Gender is present everywhere but the setting of Stranger Things makes the show especially fertile ground for exploration.

S1 in particular is rife with it in lots of subtle ways—Will gets targeted for his perceived homosexuality, which is inextricably linked to his inability to be “man enough,” Nancy is slut-shamed by the police, Lucas and Dustin fixate on El as a girl (a GIRL! Because that’s clearly the craziest thing about their situation!) from the minute she steps foot in the basement, etc. There’s also this moment in S1E4 that has always intrigued me. I’ve been rewatching with my friend and this time around the image has really stuck with me, so I’m glad you made this post, because now I have the opportunity to bring it up! I’m adding a screencap below:

Sorry for the poor quality; it was the only photo I could find!

This is after the dress-up sequence, when the boys disguise her for their reconnaissance mission at Hawkins Middle. El’s in the long blonde wig and pink dress; Mike has short dark hair and wears a blue shirt. It’s a striking contrast. In the context of what you’ve written here, it’s also a “role-reversal.” (In quotes because that phrase isn’t nearly articulate enough for my liking, but I can’t think of anything better!) It really, really emphasizes that El is The Girl and Mike is The Boy.

El’s femininity comes up again in later seasons, particularly in S3, which sees her upgrade her wardrobe with brighter colors and more feminine cuts. And yet her clothing still isn’t nearly as girly as the dress she wears in the screencap, which is definitely an early-Nancy style. (El’s new outfits have menswear elements—suspenders! Non-Peter Pan collars! Pants/shorts instead of skirts! Other things that I can’t remember right now!)

She’s wearing her new clothes as she fights Billy/protects her friends (a more “masculine” role, as you noted) and as she collapses into Mike’s arms once the fight is over (a more “feminine” action).

El occupies an in-between a lot of the time. I really appreciate it—especially considering that Stranger Things is set in 1980s Middle America, which is about as binary a setting as one could imagine. (I also appreciate Robin, Will, Nancy and Max, all of whom push the boundaries of gender roles in different, but visible, ways!) It’s a good reminder that we’re more interesting, complex creatures than social expectations give us credit for.

Anyway, all of that is to say, thank you for sharing your analysis. It’s so very apt.

Let's Analyze - Mileven's Gender Roles

Quick Note: A while ago I had you vote on what the next Let's Analyze post will be. The vote decided the next post would be about Season 2 Mileven. Given that I am now hosting a weekly Stranger Things rewatch party, I'll be re-watching the whole of Season 2 soon, and I would rather wait until I can watch the season as a whole to make a Season 2 analysis, rather then going through to watch the clips individually.

So I somewhat recently finally watched @teambyler's 3 hour byler legal defense video. Many of you already know this, but it's VERY good.

One point made in the defense of Mileven in this video is that Mike and El's relationship is unique in storytelling because they actually have reversed gender roles.

El takes on the masculine role as the one who has strength and power, and Mike takes on the feminine role of emotional support and caretaking (think about season 1 - Mike literally housed, clothed and fed her). Mike talks about this in the van scene.

In our VHS Club Discord Chat, @zarzar769 and @noneedtoargue1994 talked about how we can use these reversed gender roles to understand the flaws of their relationship better.

So I don't know if it's a universal thing or if its because I'm a woman, or a liberal, or whatever combination of circumstances - but I have a tendency to understand the perspective of a woman in heterosexual relationship conflicts, over that of the man.

And I feel like this seems to be a common experience when it comes to Mike and El's relationship. A lot of people call Mike an asshole, asking how could be so obtuse, so mean.

We understand where El comes from a lot more.

When we flip in genders and consider it in a new way, we can see their relationship a bit more evenly, and better understand how they are mutually bad for each other.

In this post we're gonna focus on the fights and conflicts in Season 4:

Rink-o-Mania

Mike: Holy shit, El... What did you do? What did you do?!

Now in this scene it is easier for us to see El's side of this, and judge Mike for yelling at her. We've seen what Angela has done to El, at school, on the rink, and moments before hitting her with the roller skate. We understand El's perspective here, and Mike can seem kind of obtuse for not understanding why she did what she did.

But look at this scene with a flipped gender perspective: Mike has just watched her boyfriend hit a girl (someone who we perceive to have less strength and power then El) hard enough to cause her to bleed. For a man, who has more strength and power than the person they've hurt, no amount of hurt the other person has caused them would justify this kind of violence. From this perspective, is it easier to understand why Mike would be horrified and accusatory?

I'm not saying what El did was right or wrong, regardless of what gender she is. These situations hold a lot of nuance.

"From Mike"

I've recently gone more in depth with this argument in this post.

In this scene, again, we're meant to empathize with El. She's been bullied and Mike wouldn't understand. She withholds the information that she's being bullied because while Mike is here she just wants to pretend everything is okay.

But from the flipped gender perspective we can contextualize why she's hiding this from Mike a little bit more. El is the man, he is strong, and has people in his life who expect and rely on him to remain strong - including, and perhaps especially, his girlfriend. Therefore, he can't let this weakness affect him, and he especially can't let his girlfriend see that this weakness effects him.

Does this seem like something you've heard before?

On the flip side you have Mike, the girlfriend, who wishes El would have told her about the bullying, because she understands - she could have helped him.

In this argument you also get El denying Mike's experience with bullying, saying that he doesn't understand. On a semi-unrelated note Mike and El actually have a conversation similar to this in season 1 episode 3:

But looking at this conversation with a flipped gender perspective, what we see is El not letting his girlfriend in - not letting her know his true feelings and struggles, because she can't understand. Why wouldn't she?

To phrase it how I phrased it in our discord chat - you'd be telling this girl that she should has an emotionally unavailable boyfriend. But it's Mike, the boy, who isn't noticing El, the girl's emotions, so instead we blame him for not noticing her feelings. he's not allowed to be frustrated because he should have known.

I'm not saying what El or Mike did was right or wrong, regardless of what gender she is. These situations hold a lot of nuance.

Conclusion

Both El and Mike are responsible for the deterioration of their relationship.

El holds the power in the relationship - both literal and figurative. He is stronger and more powerful than Mike, but she also is the sole reason they're in a relationship at all. She's the reason when they break up, and the is the driving force when they get back together. She feels a need to be strong, to be Mike's superhero, and that comes with the emotional burden of feeling like a monster and feeling as though she can't express her feelings with Mike.

Mike is not in the power position and he wants to be; he doesn't necessarily more strong or more powerful the El or any partner, but he wants to be needed. He wants to feel like he has a say in their relationship rather than everything being out of his hands. The one aspect of their relationship where Mike has ever felt needed is being in the care position - when El needed him for protection, for shelter, for food, for emotional support, and now she doesn't. Which makes him frustrated - frustrated that she won't let him help her, and frustrated that he feels he can't do anything for her. Which leads him to, at times, ignore her needs out of frustration - kind of like, 'well you don't need me anyway, so why should I try?'

No matter who's "side" you're on, this relationship isn't healthy for either of them.

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[honeygrahambitch]

"Tell me I'm the worst. Tell me I'm guilty of all your crimes."

Hannibal grinned intrigued.

"Interesting. In fact," he said as something in his gaze changed, "Shall we dive more into that?"

"Hearing the confirmation of what you keep telling yourself is a relief as much as it is a final sentence."

"It had been a sentence, hadn't it? You have been imprisoned especially for the accusation that you wish to hear from me."

"I heard it from so many people. Jack, Alana, Chilton. They wouldn't say it the same way you would."

"I wouldn't say it derogatorily," Hannibal reflected, "Regarding what I said before you voiced your request, I would like to correct myself. I no longer believe you have urges to be degraded."

"What do you believe then? And for your own knowledge, I'm having this conversation only because you insisted."

"I insisted yet that request of yours followed shortly. I wonder which of us was more eager to hear it aloud," Hannibal said before answering Will's question. "I believe degradation arouses you only when it's said as praise. You were right, many people called you names and accused you. It had been your prison guard who had praised you for it for the first time. You might have discovered something about yourself in that very moment, hadn't you been so driven to have me killed."

"Continue, doctor, call it praise straightforwardly."

"I wouldn't. You don't get off to praise like other people do."

"Like you do," Will interrupted him.

"If it comes from you, yes. And the reason why you haven't been that impressed by Matthew Brown is that you weren't looking for his appreciation. And not only that." Hannibal paused… "Although I was not in the room with the two of you, I imagine his appreciation had outweighed your need for degradation."

"So it's because he told me I'm the best boy and not the worst? Say it the way I would like it," Will challenged him as he shifted in his seat.

"You didn't commit the crimes I did, I will not give you any credit for that. Not for my own work, Will," Hannibal started, "however that doesn't mean that you haven't been on my mind during every single one of them. The sole thought of the way you would look at it the next day had been like a muse to me. You see me, you see the worst because you are capable of the worst. When the time comes you will see that with your own eyes." Hannibal said.

When Will wanted to reply, Hannibal gestured to him to remain silent for just a bit more. "You are unforgiving, your resentment is sharp like a hunting knife. You crave violence and blood. You find nourishment in my tableaus. They scratch areas in your brain that long to be stimulated. You thrive on anguish and fear. Your pulse quickens just as my crimes remind you of how much beauty there is in the ugliest things in the world. People appreciate you for saving lives. I appreciate you for taking lives and for feeling a certain thrill. Matthew was a mere fan of my works, not yours. Straightforward praise does nothing to you because of your inherent belief that you don't deserve it. But being praised through having your violence and cunningness acknowledged, that's something else. You're bloodthirsty and you find delight in that. You find delight in the way I appreciate that."

Will looked at his watch. He might just have been forced to face an intimate truth. He wondered if words had any point. Hannibal didn't need him to confirm that he was right.

"There is nothing more thrilling than being seen and being appreciated for what we are" Will finally said.

"We crave what we have been denied. I don't want to deny you anything, Will."

"In that case, I suggest we go home."

[qualified-trash-panda]

Water Fight

Day 6 of 212th Appreciation Week

today's prompt is 'Clone Life' covering the mundane day to day life within the GAR and by god did I enjoy writing this lil snippet.

description: don't make bets with Boil, things go sideways quickly.

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no warnings! we're all happy days for once!

“Gearshift!” A flustered trooper by the name of Peel caught his attention as he stepped inside, blocking his path.  “Weren’t expecting you.”

Peel still wore his armour, though his helmet was nowhere to be seen and his regulation cut had started to grow longer, a few curls dangling down his forehead, his square face grinning awkwardly.

Gearshift blinked once, taking in his appearance, a trickle of water dripping from the armour plating up his arms and he took a patient breath.  “Who?”

Peel cocked his head.  “You lost me.”

“Who’re you covering for?” He rested a hand at his hip.  “Crys or Boil?”

Peel blew out a ridiculous breath.  “Don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You been taking acting lessons from ...?” Gearshift queried and the man deflated.

“That bad?”

“Worse.” Gearshift confirmed, “What’s going on?”

Peel considered another lie and then forgot it completely as Gearshift crossed his arms over his chest, peering deeper into the man’s clear features.  “We might have a bit of a crisis.”

“We can’t have a crisis.” He told him blithely, “My schedule is already full.”

“The section officer left Crys in charge of cleaning the gunships.” Peel explained as he fell into step beside Gearshift, heading over to the obvious disaster unfolding.  “And he kinda bet Boil he couldn’t wash all the gunships before Switch got back and…”

Kark.  “Boil!” Gearshift yelled and heard a rattle as a bucket fell over, his boots splashing as he stormed through a puddle of dirty water.  “What the kriff have you done?”

A dozen puddles lay all over the hangar, growing steadily in size as he rounded a nearby gunship and came to find his unruly squad mates dripping head to foot. 

The moustached trooper stuck a finger out, pointing to the stunned bottle blond stood next to him.  “He bet me I couldn’t do it!”

Crys slapped his arm down, a betrayed frown creasing his forehead.  “Snitch.”

“Where’s Waxer?” Gearshift asked, sensing the headache already and rubbed at his temple, staring down Boil until he answered.  Waxer was usually around to stop this kind of mistake from happening.

“Why?” Boil asked, confused, at the same time as Crys told him he was with the Commander.

“Because he’s about ninety percent of your impulse control.” Gearshift snapped, turning to Crys and holding out a flat palm.  “Hand it over.”

Crys crossed his arms, giving him an empty look.  “Hand what over?”

“The Boil tax, give.” Gearshift waved his fingers, hurrying him on.

Grumbling, Crys took the credits from a pouch at his belt, begrudgingly dropping them in Gearshift’s hand and he pocketed them quickly.  He knew better than to make a bet with Boil, the trooper couldn’t turn down a challenge if his life depended on it, he had a competitive side that rivalled General Skywalker’s.  The Boil tax was supposed to deter anyone from making a bet.  You wanna lose your money, that’s your choice, but at least spare some for the rest of us.

“You better clean all this up before Switch gets back.” Gearshift ordered, jutting a finger at both troopers.  “You know what he’s like.”

“Who left you in charge?” Boil sneered and regretted it as soon as the smirk pulled his lips.  “Oh, we might have a problem then.”

The two stepped aside to reveal the broken water hose still spewing water across the deck. 

The headache waved innocently behind his eyes and Gearshift.  This is the last time he gets left in charge. “Did you at least clean the ships?”

Boil grinned proudly, “Polished and shining.”

Gearshift glanced at the neighbouring ship as the puddle about his feet grew, not a speck of grime dotting the hull, the latest round of blaster scorches scrubbed clean off and he even managed to get in the little gaps lining the blast doors.  No one ever bothered cleaning those, it was too finnicky a job and a waste of time.

“Not bad.” He complimented.  Credit where credit was due after all, leaning back to glance down the line of gunships and seeing them all equally shining.  “I’m actually impressed.”

“Ugh, sergeant?” Peel cleared his throat.  “The hose?”

Right.  His squad mates parted to let him through and he bent down beside it.  The nozzle had somehow got stuck open, a torn scrap of synthleather stuck in the mechanism, the water dribbling out.  He clutched it between thumb and forefinger, lifting it for a better look, careful not to aim it directly at himself when a burst of water shot from the hose, drenching Crys and knocking him back into the open belly of the gunship.

“Sorry!” Peel yelled from the mains, his gloved hands on the hose crank.  “Wrong way!”

Gearshift curbed the smile trying to pry onto his lips as Crys stood up, tiny clinks of dripping water echoing off the durasteel and when he shook out his hands a stream flew against the wall. 

“Personally.” Boil slapped a friendly hand on his shoulder.  “I think you deserved that.”

Crys thought differently, frowning at his brother, and he retrieved a bucket from near the wing, stepping back to tip the contents over Boil’s head.  He slapped his hand on the upturned bottom for good measure, the plastoid echoing and now Gearshift did smile.

“Cool bucket, Boil.” Gearshift joked.  “You gonna paint Numa on that one?”

Boil tipped the bucket back to glare at him, skating his foot across the wet floor and showering Gearshift.  He lifted his hands, blocking his face, the smattering of water sloshing across his chest, his arms, seeping into his exposed blacks.

A moment of calm, broken only by the tinkling of water, passed as the three regarded each other, glancing at each individually as identical looks of sheer mischief gradually lowered over their shared features and simultaneously burst into a water fight.  Gearshift dove behind a wing to avoid the first shot, a bucket rattling against the floor, and retrieved a sponge from where it had fallen, stealing his chance to dash out from behind the wing when Boil wasn’t looking.  He caught him in the back of the head with a joyful cry, unable to avoid the spray Crys shot his way and his damp hair whipped his cheeks as he spun. 

“Peel!” He yelled, waving at the other trooper by the mains and he threw back a thumbs up, hands clenching over the crank. 

Gearshift dropped into a roll across the damp floor, ignoring the way his blacks slid over the puddles, soaking him further, and grasped the idle hose where it lay.  He aimed it just as Boil grabbed a half full bucket of water, spraying him back against the ship and the bucket rattled to the floor, water spilling out across the deck. 

“What the kriff is going on here!” Trapper yelled, narrowly avoiding a sponge to the face, staring at the three of them despairingly, his gaze softening a little in surprise when he spotted Gearshift but only briefly.  “Sergeant?”

“Nothing to see here, kid.” Gearshift grimaced, dropping the hose and taking the hand Crys offered him. 

Crys hauled him up and he released a genuine laugh when his foot slipped on the damp floor, Cry’s tight grasp of his arm steadying his.

“Right.” Trapper grumbled, swiping the sponge from the ground at his feet and giving it a squeeze, water dripping over his glove.  “Nothing at all.”

A splitting whistle drew their gazes and Peel jogged back to them.  “Switch is coming.”

“Well, we tried.” Boil excused, leaning an arm against a wing and Gearshift watched it slide down the slick surface.  “Switch is not going to be happy.”

“He’s got company.” Peel added quickly and panic flickered across his plain features. 

Quickly, Gearshift bent to fiddle with the hose, ramming the nozzle so it looked like it had been shut and clearing the tear of any blockage before settling it back on the durasteel, waving the others off and Trapper followed him over to the mains.

“You’re gonna fix this problem by causing a bigger problem?” He hissed, glancing back over his shoulder as Switch’s voice echoed to them, his panic growing as the section officer spotted their unique little disaster zone.

“Crys.” Switch yelled, stamping over, his boots kicking up tiny sprays in the puddles.  “I told you to clean the gunships, not drown them!”

The Commander picked up the broken hose, inspecting the nozzle, and even from behind his straight stance, the diagonal lines on his thigh plates were easily recognizable and Gearshift flexed his hands around the crank ready. 

“I’d run, if I were you.” He warned Trapper and the trooper wasted no time hesitating.

Gearshift twisted the crank as far as it would go, the synthleather buzzing as a great stream of water rushed through it, shooting through the broken nozzle and blasting the bonnet from Cody’s head, the shock knocking him back a few steps.  The hose fell from his hand as he did, flailing about wildly until Waxer stamped his foot on the winding leather and yanked back the crank to stop the gushing water.

Boil and Crys fought to contain their laughter as Cody steadied himself and Gearshift leaned casually on the crank, one hand resting on his hip lazily as the commander’s head snapped around the hangar for the culprit.  His bucket landed with a thud at his feet, bouncing twice before settling.

“Gunships are practically spotless, Commander.” Gearshift grinned, waving the hand at his hip towards the line of larty’s.  “Take a look.”

“Gearshift.” Cody practically growled, water dripping off his scarred features and he ran a hand through his damp hair.  “I thought I left you in charge?”

Gearshift’s own black locks dribbled water into his increasingly soggy blacks and he pushed off the crank, threading his fingers through it, bending slightly to ring it out on the durasteel before grabbing Cody’s helmet and walking up without a single care in the galaxy.

“You did.” He smiled sweetly and offered his helmet, meeting his scathing look when he took it.  “I wouldn’t do it again, if I were you.”

dividers by @saradika For @212thappreciation Week Day 6 Prompt: Clone Life

[chi-the-idiot]

Copying my comment from IAmZamber's video because I am so normal about these guys.

I actually have really high hopes for Jax and Pomni's friendship? They are both frank and sardonic but, while Jax uses that to be an ass with everyone else because "this isnt real, we are trapped in a simulation so who cares" (becoming kind of nihilistic and shitty about it all with everyone else and also using it as a way to sever connections in fear and grief), Pomni doesn't waste her chances to be kind and accepting towards those who are suffering like her. I mean, she consoled Gummigoo when he was having his existential crisis, she heard Kinger out when he regained his memories and gained a new appreciation for him, and she took over Gangle in closing the shop when she was breaking down, giving her the opportunity to finally be free from the mask and FEEL. And in the process, she befriended all of them in a sense BECAUSE she heard them, acknowledged their pain, and offered them a hand. And in this episode, that is EXACTLY what happens with Jax and Pomni. Sure he didnt exactly open up, but they connected with the struggle, the pain of losing friends in this world, and eventually walk away together.

Ragatha imo feels scared that Pomni is gonna become a "Jax 2.0", but, at least to me, the opposite is true. Maybe Jax, because Pomni is so willing to actually hear him out and acknowledge his feelings, might start becoming a bit nicer towards everyone in the circus. Maybe not exactly losing what you could call his "characteristic flair", but rather becoming less of a bully to Gangle for example.

And, in comparison, that lack of openess is going to damn Ragatha, because she is so scared of actually acknowleging that "no this is NOT FINE" that she's pushed everyone away. In a way, Ragatha and Jax are two sides of the same coin, and that may be why they clash so much.

But also, to give Ragatha some credit, Jax IS a bully. A bully to Gangle, a bully to Kinger, a bully to Zooble, a bully to her. Hell, even a bully to Pomni. The thing is, like many bullies, he is like this BECAUSE he is suffering and is scared of letting people in. He is scared period, and he can only internalize those feelings for so long before they start showing up on his behaviour in other ways (which, again, parallels Ragatha). Which is why what he needs the most is connection, people to hear him out but also correct his actions to a better path. And Pomni is exactly the kind of person who can do that.

[lonewolflupe]

May I have a Fox with the Ace flag? No pressure tho and I wish you a better day than the one you're seem to be having (do you need me to kick someone's ass?)

Commander Fox | Ace/Asexual

Thank you so much for your request and kind words, Ferox <3 And no need to kick shebs this time, it's mostly my health and adulting that aren't collaborating nicely at the moment 😅 But this mini event is really helping me grab some drawing time again, and also learning about all the different sexual orientations since I don't have any IRL friends who can teach me about them, unfortunately.

To all: feel free to use this as pfp (credits in bio/pinned post are appreciated), and feel free to join this mini event with requests <3

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[sentricakez]

Free to use Dorian Tattoo Resource!!

I drew his tattoos in a recent drawing, might as well post them and let everyone use them!! just wrap it around his arm, I couldn’t find an angle with his full tattoos, so I kind of had to guess.

I’d recommend just morphing it around the shape of his arm, then setting your layer to multiply, or just turn the opacity down whatever works best for you.

It’s free to use!! Let me know what art you use with these, you don’t have to credit me but it would be greatly appreciated.

(It’s hard to see but trust me it’s there, if you’re on a mobile device press and hold, then download it to your photo library)

Cheers, luv ya! <3

[faerghusfucker]

Hey how are you doing?

If you still feel like doing this ask meme and have the time and energy for it then I'd like to ask 1, 2, 3, 7, 8 and 23 for Sylvain.

hellooooo i’m currently at a family thing that SUCKS and so im clearing my askbox of the stuff i missed while i was rotting in academia!!!! whether i post this on the night i wrote it or not is entirely up to my whims.

im always down for ask memes and im ESPECIALLY DOWN for sylvain. pretend that im responding to this on the day you sent it to me and its still his birthday.

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

so this may come as news to you guys. you may not know this about me. but I LOVE SYLVAIN!!!!! i always end up being charmed by the characters who come off the nastiest and i DONT KNOW WHY. i meet a fuckass man like sylvain and im just like i HAVE to know what’s going on here. this results in catastrophe in my personal life but makes my consumption of fiction really fun. i was enamored with him when i knew him as the silly loser flirt, and i was even MORE enamored when i got to know him better and found out that we actually have an unfortunate amount in common and that his behavior is a rlly funky trauma response. he also reminds me a lot of josuke from jjba but like. a worse version. so i like him a lot.

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

i love that he’s a secret nerd!!!! i think his support chain with bernadetta was one of the first things that really endeared me to him. he’s so genuinely sweet about her book and i love that he’s so determined to find a way to tell her how much he loves it without scaring her (even though he DOES end up scaring her in the end bc she’s bernie.)

not only is he a secret artsy guy, but he’s also insanely smart in ways that people do not give him credit for. in his supports with dedue he just casually predicts THE ENTIRE TRUTH TO THE TRAGEDY OF DUSCUR!!!! and just laughs it off!!! like, yeah, anyone with brain cells could figure that out probably, but being in the shitass cultural climate he’s in and still being able to think objectively about the situation and not, i dunno, blame an entire people for things that they didn’t do (ahem) is kind of awesome to me. there’s also the whole ENDING CRESTS WITH ORATION ALONE THING!!!! i feel like that’s dramatically understated. SYLVAIN. ENDED. CRESTS. WITH. ORATION. ALONE. no war no conquest no dead. either he’s just that good of a politician or edelgard was just an especially shitty one 😭😭😭 it could go either way i feel.

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

idk man the whole “using women as objects of entertainment” thing is rlly ew yucky nasty. i am not blind to the sins of my faves, the misogyny that he displays throughout the story through his objectification, generalization, and general heinous behavior towards women is just not okay and it’s the reason why a lot of people don’t appreciate all the good he has to offer in terms of analysis of faerghus’ culture, his arc, etc. and that’s okay!!!! i’m not gonna defend a misogynist on the internet lmao that’s. just not the business i want to be involved in. i find sylvain to be compelling to think about and one of my favorite characters to write about, but so many of his C supports just have me grimacing at the screen. get your shit together you dumbass ginger!!!!!

7. What’s something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

i love it when we peel back all the layers to this disgusting onion boy and get to the REAL MEAT of his motivations and his identity!!!! i’ve read so much good fic recently and a lot of good analysis where the most intelligent and eloquent people in the universe are just getting straight to the meat of this stupid man and exposing his raw beating heart to the open air. dissecting sylvain is so fun and there’s just so much in there.

8. What’s something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

moralizing personal taste. this by no means is a sylvain exclusive issue, but i’ve seen people say that to enjoy sylvain as a character is to be okay with his shitty behavior which is. not the case at all lol. i tend to not care too much about character criticism on here (i actually usually AGREE with most of it) but what grinds my gears is when people try to make statements about how people should feel about characters, or trying to assign a moral value to a certain opinion on him. whether you like or dislike a character is up to NOTHING except your personal taste. this especially applies to my boy sylvain. okay didn’t mean to get on my soapbox lmao, i have a lot to say on this apparently.

23. Favorite picture of this character?

i have a few lol. sorry in advance

first we have this expedition screenshot that i took while i was forcing my irls to watch me play three hopes. they laughed at me and asked me why i like this guy so much bc he looks at me like a predator. and they were right!!!! look at his stupid face and hair. i hate this little shit /pos

next we have these two pics from my fe3h tomodachi life game. i’m giving him gender dysphoria on purpose. tomodachi life is the best bc i just have a tiny sylvain in a torture box to feed and clothe with things he hates.

mwah mwah mwah thanks for the ask and thanks for your patience. i’m always down for this ask game.