#and seducing them

[reflectingiridescent]

#such a good look on her #plus like the fact that she's basically seducing the team into this con #obsessed (@alinaandalion)

GINA BELLMAN as SOPHIE DEVEREAUX Leverage 1.12 "The First David Job"

[ruegarding]

one thing abt thalia and percy's dynamic that is often overlooked is that percy was punished for the same things thalia was rewarded for. there's a prophecy abt one of the big three kids? percy is treated like a liar and thief and ppl refuse to talk to him. thalia? everyone respects her (including gods!) and assumes she'll do a great job saving the world. thalia is accepted immediately at camp and threatens the place percy spent two years proving he deserves. percy wants to go on a quest to save his friend? he's an attention seeker and glory stealer. thalia? well, she's the obvious choice. thalia comes up w a plan to win capture the flag that's basically "leave everything to me" and percy comes up with a plan that's basically "if you see a good opportunity, go for it," but percy is viewed as the control freak.

what i'm saying is percy had every reason to resent thalia and he didn't. he chose not to. and thalia had every reason to look down on percy and didn't.

even when they were fighting, i never saw it as a power struggle. they were being pit against each other, and instead of doing what everyone expected them to (kronos was fully expecting thalia to kill percy), they chose to love and respect each other. because they're not their parents. they're just two kids who started cracking under the pressure but refused to break.

[nyxofdemons]

The Circus & The Full Moon parallels

[heyfoxprince]

lucky protagonist

[notbecauseofvictories]

also I've spent the last couple weeks reading some older historical romance novels, and my made up, wholly unverified hypothesis that in the 2000s romance authors finally grasped that the old-fashioned "no, don't! stop, you brute" etc. scenes were not really landing with audiences anymore. So they faced a conundrum about the future of the genre. Ultimately, I think they chose to quietly stop writing those heroes, and switch them out for a more sensitive model. Still dark and brooding! But with limits, often a Heart of Gold, and more general emotional intelligence.

Still, somewhere out there is a parallel universe where these authors decided to take the opposite approach---to write heroines as unhinged, cruel, impulsive, and emotionally ignorant as their heroes. I don't know if I want to live there, but I wouldn't mind a trip to their library sometime.

[sluttyimpala]

somewhere out there in the spn universe there is a dude who watches in horror as the dude he fucked freshmen year of college, goes on a killing spree with his brother who's name is the same fucking name he kept on moaning while they fucked.

[krijin]

Zoro's whore full bottom lips makes me sure he gets out of every trouble with Sanji by just pouting his way out and poof he's forgiven

[dungeonmechoui]

Unprofessional yuri save me.. save me unprofessional yuri.. (image description in alt text)

[blended-ice]

What if they made it a pair skate?

[sforzesco]

fascinating staging happening here

[valtsv]

i'm not someone who gets attached to real life famous people anymore because thog dont care but sometimes i do get attached to how a particular actor plays a character and it's always. ALWAYS. the one who gets recast after a season or two.

[hotwife-heat]

[starscream-is-my-wife]

Skyfire notes: “ TC has told me about a show he’s been watching, I got distracted and thought about the color of his optics. How come he gets more of a reaction when I talk about his optics but not when I try to seduce him? Chemistry is way easier to figure out then this”

if Thundercracker did defect would they have to make a different toy for him with blue eyes?

Context

[lilyimmsim]

the crows would have absolutely loved monopoly

[rin-hanarin]

He's got that irresistible Mysterious Italian Attachment Style(c) with social awkwardness sprinkled on top.

[beastyeastfreak]

Mystic Flour x GN! Cacao kingdom soldier! reader.

Part one of four

Link to next part

Cw and tags: suggestive if you squint, flirting, non descriptive canon typical death

Edit: the draft for this was way more suggestive than the final product, tags were inaccurate mb

Summary: You were a selfless Cacao kingdom soldier who embarked on the journey to beast yeast with your king and peers. Unfortunately, it seems you have caught the eye of a beast.

🌾 - When Dark Cacao announced his expedition to Beast yeast, you volunteered to go as many others did. You were a loyal Cacao kingdom soldier, it would be wrong not to. A plague was devouring the people whole, sweeping through the snow like a gluttonous swarm of springtails. So, the team sailed across an unnervingly calm Licorice sea, carved through untamed jungle and soon into the ivory pagoda.

🌾 - Your team meets a Haetae aptly named Cloud Haetae who offers to be a guide. Your group tours through the pagoda as Cloud Haetae told tales of their master, Mystic Flour cookie, you felt as though eyes were on your dough. Statues of this being felt like they were staring at you, and you felt as if the fog had eyes boring holes into your soul. Cloud haetae told a tale of a powerful cookie who granted wishes, helping cookies struggling.

🌾 - “What is your wish?” Cloud Haetae asked you as you lingered a bit away from the group while they ate, passing on the snacks so everyone else could have their share. You were perplexed, Cloud Haetae asked that to Dark Cacao too though. “I don’t think i have one,” you start, “I just want my kingdom to be safe and happy, if i can help someone else get what they want then that makes me happy” you say. “How selfless! My master likes… would like you!” Cloud Haetae would, you wonder why it almost seemed like they wanted to say something else.

🌾 - You soon meet this leavened one. The group stands in front of a colossal cocoon, the Cloud Haetae showing their true colors. Leading them into the metaphorical and literal spiders web. Mystic Flours voice echoes throughout the chamber, she stands like a white pillar in the room. A powerful being no mortal dare go up against, she tells a different story of apathy and futility. As she speaks, your allies begin to become infected.. except you. “May the curse of the Ivory Pagoda befall all who fail to recognize this truth,” she says. As she leaves, you almost swear you see her eyes linger on you for a moment which makes your dough feel like it had been infested with bugs. Your friends are falling before your eyes, but as the fog began to settle you watched Mystic Flour leave and began to chase after her. You weren’t sure what this would accomplish, it didn’t do anything actually, when you found your way out of the mist you were on a mountain peak alone, separated from your king.

🌾 - You were wondering aimlessly through a land of clouds and stairs, alone but not useless. If you could reach this Mystic Flour cookie maybe you could guide Dark Cacao to her! You began to wonder up the mountain, but as you venture you take in the beauty of this world. You wonder why you were spared, you and your king alone, a lowly mortal and an Ancient. Each step up the long and winding steps was another thought. “My master likes… would like you!” Cloud Haetae’s voice echoes in your mind, then it hits you. Did she like you? You wince at the thought of gaining the affection of a beast such as herself.

🌾 - After many arduous steps, you reach the top. Carved into the mountain was the entrance to a dark temple like place. You quietly walked through, feeling tiny in comparison to the pillars stood proud and murals recessed into the stone. The stale scent of flour wafts through the air, many had been reduced to dust here you were certain of it.

🌾 - “You are not the one who i expected to arrive first,” her voice calls through the chamber. She stands some distance away, eyes closed and hands still in that same position. Fear shoots through your body. “I..” your words are cut off. You remember the epiphany you had earlier. You know that if she kills you now for speaking wrong then you will be of no use to the cacao kingdom. You recall her stories, she had no followers here. Her last interactions with cookiekind were likely negative, maybe there was a way you could smooth talk your way out of this…

🌾 - You kneel with your head slightly turned down, a gesture of respect, your chocolate armor rustling. “Master of the Ivory Pagoda, Leavened one, i do not come seeking a fight.” You say and place your weapon on the ground, its clinking echoes through the halls at least thrice. She is silent, her steps are quiet until she’s practically in front of you. “Why have you come then?” Great, she wasn’t trying to turn you to flour, something was working. “To give the respect that my people have failed to give you,” you say, lifting your head only to place your hand out. She places her hand in yours and you kiss it reverently. She hums at your words and actions, “stand, soldier.” She says in that same slow fashion while her had drifts away. You obey her words, her eyes are nearly opened. “I do not grant wishes, if this is an attempt to gain something i will not be merciful.”

🌾 - “I consider myself all but selfish,” you respond. “I do not want to ask anything of you, i have no wish only that you’d grace a cookie such as i with your grand presence.” She raised an eyebrow just barely at your words then stepped forward, her eyes staring into yours. Those slit pupils felt like they were cutting you. You were nervous- no scared, her expression was impossible to pinpoint, they had better luck fighting a licorice ocean monster than figuring out what went in behind those eyes. “I have kept an eye on you for some time,” she says and places a single finger under your chin. You fight the urge to flinch away. “You have nothing, you’ve given everything, pointless is it not?” She says, eyes grazing over scars. “If my actions have lead to me meeting you then in my heart i know it was worth it,” you say. You really hope your theory was right and that she did like you.

🌾 - She stops, her mouth agape as if she had not anticipated that answer. Then her cheeks begin to flush ever so slightly. “How… odd,” she says and her hands return to their position. Her surprise fade soon, then her hand comes to your chestplate. Its cold, and it spreads throughout your whole dough but you dont flinch. “This armor is pointless, your words alone have weakened a beast. This is only reserved for me, tell me that i am wrong.” She says, fingers hooking beneath the chest plate onto the tunic beneath. “You’re right,” you respond quietly. Not sure whether to be scared or attracted. Her eyes dart back onto your face. “You will toil no more,” she says and steps forward so her face is close to yours, your face heats up, her other hand grabs your chin between her pointer and thumb. “You will not wave the cacao flag,” she says quieter. You really hope that by doing this you’re buying Dark Cacao some time or something of value. “You will not surround yourself with those unlike you,” her face is an inch away, you find yourself leaning into it. “I am the only one who is like you.”

🌾 - She closes the distance between the two of you, your eyes flutter nearly shut. Your heart is beating, its really quick too. In your days of defending the wall, fighting monsters and serving your king this was simultaneously the most scared you’ve been in your life and also oddly the most attracted you’ve been to someone, that alone made you feel worse. Her sharp claw like nails left your chin and came to your neck, keeping you in place. Not that you showed any signs of leaning away. She didn’t have to push you against anything or hold you still to keep you with her.

🌾 - “MYSTIC FLOUR COOKIE!” You hear your kings voice echo, a loud roar. He was coming up the stairs, you flinch and she leans away then looks at you, “hm.. unfortunate… when i have taken back my souljam, i will decide what to do with you.” She said, her thumb brushing against your lower lip before pulling away. Your vision began to blur and become white, you close your eyes to clear it but you cannot open them, your body becomes numb. “I will awaken you soon… Y/N…” you hear as you begin to fall into a deep rest, dreaming of soft clouds, a lack of armor and dumpling immortals playing Go.