#and banter. and blushes.

[mymitochondriaforpresident]

I was really looking forward to the continuation of the Wille Sweater storyline, as well as the third installment of the Fish Trilogy. :(

[lightasthesun]

thinking about Obi-Wan and Cody's last scene together in revenge of the sith but specifically the NOVELIZATION and how Cody flirted with Obi-Wan in a way that made Obi-Wan Kenobi 'Master of Sass and Trolling', the FAMED Negotiator blush and duck his head!!! and wondering if perhaps the fact that this was potentially their last battle and that Obi-Wan had just killed Grievous and they all could practically FEEL the end of the war brushing against their fingertips had given Cody that spike of courage, hope, peace that had made him pursue the drumming of maybe maybe maybe to his heartbeat that led to Obi-Wan blushing so profoundly he tried to fucking laugh it off and then zoooooomed tf out of there on bogas back.

[patrickztump]

patrick stump appreciation post: feat. pete – 13/∞

[qprconcepts]

qpp who never shuts tf up x qpp who:

[lawbreaker13]

You absolute buffoons.

The love square is not four separate ships. It’s four different dynamics of the same ship.

You can absolutely prefer one over the other and dislike one the most. But if you ship one, you ship them all.

THAT’S THE WHOLE POINT

[vigilskeep]

help i never saw this one

[sunflowersolace]

i feel like we as a fandom tend to either over uwuify klapollo or over stoicify them and this is by no means a real character analysis or genuine conversation because it is 4am for me and i’m not very good at articulating myself i don’t actually care that much i’m in fandom spaces i’m used to mischaracterising bullshit but

why does it seem to be the only options are “apollo is an actual child and klavier is sexy and suave” or “apollo doesn’t experience emotions and klavier is a cringefail babygirl”. like genuinely can they not both be people.

i feel like a lot of the infantilisng apollo stuff is partially the usual fandom short man = yaoi bottom shit but i’m not gonna sit here and pretend it isn’t also bc of the transmasc apollo headcanon. like it can’t be a coincidence that the most infantilised grown man in the game is also the one that’s most widely headcanoned as ftm. like it feels like a lot of it is your typical uwu short trans uke baby x big strong suave tall hot cis seme and i’m used to that but man it sucks to see people making weird shit about Flustered Virgin apollo getting his first ever kiss from Playboy klavier and. y’all know he’s 25 right? not 15?

there’s also the other side of things where people make klavier into this cringefail babygirl boyfailure who’s hopelessly in love with apollo and spends every waking moment thinking about apollo and can’t do anything without relating it to apollo and apollo just fucking does not like him. and that’s almost worse because at least the first kind of mischaracterisation still feels like a ship. why are we pretending apollo doesn’t care about klavier. he doesn’t like his boy band music but it’s not personal. he still likes klavier.

and then there’s the ones who take one half of the mischaracterising and applies it to both characters. apollo is an uwu baby and klavier is a soyboy and they can’t spend a second apart because they’re so in love. OR they’re both robots who might as well not even be dating with how little they speak to each other.

y’all know you can make them act normal, right? they can be in love with each other and silly about it and also be serious characters? apollo is a dork ass who cracks jokes and is bitchy but he’s also a genuinely smart guy like he’s a lawyer he’s a politician he’s helping rebuild a whole country’s legal system from the ground up and he’s still a bitch and a loser. klavier is ALSO a bitch and a loser and a smart guy. he’s kind, but he’s not a wimp. he’s bitchy but he’s not insufferable. he’s passionate about music and law and everything he talks about. and he says corny shit and openly flirts with apollo but he’s also a damn good prosecutor and id argue he’s the only one who actually understands his job without the defense having to Fix Him tm. and they can both love each other and be all these things.

for a lot of y’all there’s only two options: klavier has trauma (excruciating) (all encompassing) or klavier is silly :3. and like. he can do both. you can acknowledge his trauma and also acknowledge he’s a dumbass who air guitars during court. human beings are multifaceted and fictional characters should reflect that. you gotta make the people you’re writing feel like people yes even the japanese visual novel people.

back to the living each other thing. klavier can openly flirt with apollo and also actually like him. apollo can ignore klavier’s first flirts and still actually like him. maybe he doesn’t wanna get it with the brother of his murderous boss while investigating a crime scene i think that’s reasonable of him. but he also clearly likes and cares about klavier as a person (“i have to pull the darkness out of him” or whatever he says) so just because he didn’t immediately throw himself at klavier the second he hit him with the never felt this way with a man doesn’t mean he’s annoyed by klavier’s flirting it just means it wasn’t the right time. apollo can hate the gavineers shitty music and still love the man who sung it. he can think klavier’s office is ugly and still love him. i don’t love every single thing about the people i love but i still love them. if my qpp made a dog shit song i hated i would tell him bc he and i understand each other.

[moeblob]

There was a post I saw about someone who mutually ghosted a guy after a date and kept matching with him and they're not interested but it's the longest "relationship" the person had been in at that point and I'm like. Karen would mutually ghost someone.

She doesn't really tell Brent/Right/Evelyn/Chris his name (he has a double first name, Patrick is not his last name) and just refers to him as "My Guy". Like "Ah damn, My Guy matched again. End my suffering." And when she tries to explain it to Right who does NOT understand how it's different, her logical answer is "it's my God given right to ghost a polite man!"

Also I just imagine her confiding in Paul about Rick and he's like "is his name Patrick" and she's like "kinda". And after that, Paul calls him "Pattycakes" cause he's never even seen the guy so why not give him a funny little nickname. He's allowed to do so at this point probably.

[evilkaeya]

Feeling the loss of finishing a really good anime rn... the apothecary diaries was so good I need s2 immediately

[twotonedhardcover]

Be honest, who was the best one in the Freesmart makeout session

uhmm,,,i really like how soft icy’s lips are,,, but then pencil does that thing with her tongue,,,,,,

next question please!!!

[eddie-rifff]

"eyebrow blindness" "blush blindness" "eye shadow bl-" bbLEH BLEH! BLEH BLEH BLEHSHUT UP!!!!! SHUT UP WHO CARES!! NO ONE CARES NO ONE FUCKING VCARES!!!!!!! IM GONNA HARM YOU STOP IT WHO CRAAAEREREERERREESSSSSS! NO ONE !

[lyacinthus]

"hold still!"

[fancifulflora]

Hello again, can I request Xelef + 'that glance at (assertive mc) body with their eyes subtly widening, almost gulping as they take in Crown attire. fuck.' prompt? 👉👈 aight that's it, gotta prepare myself some fan before it gets too hot 😳

(anyway don't forget to drink your water)

aksjkj this is the second suggestive X ask I've gotten- I'll be sure to do my best and drink water- hopefully yall will be needing some too after this. Also, I took a couple creative liberties with the prompt, just a warning.

Xelef wouldn't trade their mercenary lifestyle for anything. Their days were filled with adventure and aiding the needy- the ones left behind, falling through the cracks of society. They got to see sights they'd otherwise never get a chance to see, meet all kinds of people from all walks of life, and experience the best and the worst that each region of Arsur had to offer.

The only downside was how long they'd be away from their beloved's side.

The distance certainly made his heart grow fonder, if increasingly frustrated on top of that.

Oh, how they craved the heat of their sun's touch, to be able to feel their soft lips once more. To hold them in bed, listen to the lull of their steady drumming heartbeat, hear how it'd pick up every time the two of you traded flirtations with one another.

Hear how it skipped a beat whenever they touched you.

Though patience wasn't really a virtue of theirs, the plush cushions of your bed were inviting enough that the mercenary found themselves content to wait and burn the time away with a bit of rest.

What were a few hours to the months he had spent away from you?

Lucky for the hero it didn't seem like he'd have to wait for too long, his magic detecting yours approaching from somewhere down the hall- it didn't appear like you were coming from the north though.

Were you coming from the baths?

Deciding it better to feign ignorance to your approach, the Pale Sword closed his eyes, cradling the back of his head with both his hands- fingers intertwined.

He could hear the slow creak of the door opening, a familiar gaze brushing over his frame- the scent of jasmine in the air.

"Oh? I wasn't expecting to see you so soon," A teasing voice called out, the mercenary opening his eyes to take in the sight of his love.

The Crown of Arsur shut the door behind them, their sheer gown fluttering with every turn, teasing, guiding those deep green eyes up the ruler's form.

Your form.

Xelef's widened gaze was addicting, the mercenary making no attempt to hide the hunger they had as their legs swung over the side of your bed- eagerly rising to greet you.

"You wound me, my dear," he sighs, quickly regaining his composure - a hand combed through his dark hair, the hero feigning exasperation with a free hand resting on their hip. "Do you mean to tell me that you dress this beautifully without sparing a thought for your poor mercenary?"

You bite your lip, trying your best to hide a smile as your eyes slid down Xelef, the mere sight of him igniting a flame deep inside you.

Spirits, you missed him.

Sensing your desire; your need, Xelef found no reason to play coy any longer- not after waiting so long for you. As if the two of you shared one mind, your steps matched his. Long strides bring you both together in the middle of the room in a tight embrace; your lips locked against one another.

"I may have heard a rumor or two about the Crescent Blades returning to the city," you admit, giving a breathless laugh once the two of you separated, Xelef keeping his arms still wound around your waist, unwilling to let go completely.

Not when he had just gotten you back.

Another kiss, rougher than the last- the Pale Sword clearly pleased with your admission, calloused hands traveling to your hips and giving them a tight squeeze.

You could feel the rumble of his groan against your lips- a thick swallow, the low tones of his voice tying up your stomach into knots.

"I need you."

Xelef's pull back after his words were cruel, a mischievous grin growing on his face when he noticed the way your body followed after his- a move you made without much thought.

Still, he refused to move any further, pressing his forehead against yours- his skin firey hot, the look he gave you killing you on the spot.

"As if I could ever deny you, beloved."

Before the mercenary could act, you pressed a hand flat against his chest. He paused for a moment, a small look of confusion flashing across his face before he read your body language- understanding your message.

Oh, so you were playing it like this, were you?

A playful smile returned to his face, the Pale Sword holding up his hands in mock surrender. The hero took one step back, then another, followed by another step, each allowing you to push him further back onto your bed.

What you weren't expecting was Xelef's hands flashing over to your waist, pulling you right along with him- your seat planted right above his hips.

The months spent apart were not kind to him, it seemed.

"Hands off," You order, putting more emphasis on your tone- the same way you might address your court officials or Mirs.

Obediently, your mercenary follows your instructions, pulling back his arms to his side with curiosity as to what you'd do next. Though the orders you gave didn't stop his gaze from wandering to the places where he would've loved touching. Your thighs, waist, neck- each longing look melting away at your resolve.

Still, you pressed on, dotting Xelef's neck with love bites, feeling the tension in his muscles as he did his best to heed your orders- keep himself from displeasing you.

And hopefully, earn himself a reward for his troubles.

His self-control was strong, you'd give him that, enduring under your torture as you slid the tips of your fingers up his hairy chest- teasing him mercilessly when you settled your hands on each of his shoulders.

A part of you wanted to see him unraveled before you- to bear witness to that self-control of his shattering under your touch.

Sliding your hands under his tunic, you spread out your arms to drag his sleeves down- further exposing his torso.

He was an alluring sight to behold.

Moving your hands down to his hips, you pressed your nails in to give yourself leverage- your hips rolling against his. The move itself was slow, deliberately so. Years of being together had given you an extensive amount of knowledge as to what your beloved liked.

But hearing that beautiful noise he made? Seeing the weakness in his eyes- the adoration and lust? No amount of experience with him could stop the sound of your heart pounding in your ears.

You take his rough hands into yours, lifting them to the collar of your robes- the open invitation a small mercy from you for the torture he was getting under your teasing.

An apology, for all the torture you were certain to put him through by the end of the night.

[seiwas]

hiiii could i please get a ✏️ :33 i hope my tags on ur fics recently can tell u a bit about how i perceive ur writing - to me its v artistic and emotional and inspires me to want to write better bc ur talent is something u should be super proud of <3

char!! 🥹 thank you for playing 🤍

your writing reminds me of:

♨️🫦🤭✍🏼

heat building up, warming the body; lips curled up teasing, playful, almost bitten to stop a smile from forming; arms smacked from laughing; a period at the end of a sentence, said bluntly.

&

char 🥺 i always run to your inbox everytime i see ur tags on my stuff 🥺 and i hold them all so close to my heart!! 🤧 i still can’t believe that you find my writing artistic 🥺 but i’m so happy that you’re able to feel the emotions i try to convey through it 🥺 and omg hsjsnjxjs to say im inspiring you?!?!?! stawPPP im blushing !!!! so flattered omg 😭 thank you!!

send me a ✏️ and i’ll tell you what ~~vibe i get from your writing! (alternatively, you can also tell me what vibe you get from mine!)

[nocturnalazure]

[andragoras-in-vanity]

crisp rat aside im really looking forward to the mario movie, it looks so cute but you all need to know that im mostly just here for bowser