#i forgot to put tags earlier lol

[catras-witchy-girlfriend]

Hello! May I please request a modern Catra X female reader? (Smut Ofc hehehe with Oral pleasure, fingering and grinding) The two are girlfriends and it started to pour rain on their date so the two rush to Y/N house. Y/N parents are not home. As Y/n dries Catra off and after an intense make out session she tells Y/N that she’s ready to make love with her GF. The reader is top while her precious cat GF is bottom. But Catra makes sure to please her loving girlfriend too. ( Lotsa kissing and moaning 😏) Thank you!

||Getting Used To It|| NSFT| bottom!Catra x top!reader.

A/n: Once again I fell in love with this prompt and probably wrote too much! 😂 Sorry y'all, I love smut with a prompt!

CW: obviously nudity, sex, oral, fingering, teasing, modern!au, Catra's first time with reader, talk of past relationships, y'all can guess who but she's not mentioned by name, implied past unhealthy relationship, hurt/comfort, comfort sex, bratty bottom!Catra, slight power bottom!Catra, probably a little cringe lmao

"Kitten-!" You groan playfully at the beautiful woman sitting across from you, "Do you always have to steal my drinks?"

She smirks at you with your straw in her mouth, "What? You never finish it anyways! You always get distracted, and then it ends up melting, and then you don't want it, so if you think about it, by drinking the rest of yours I'm saving us money and saving the planet by reducing plastic waste!"

You blinked twice as you registered what she had said and then laughed, "The amount of mental hurdles you jumped to arrive to that conclusion was incredibly impressive, kitten."

She hummed and played with the straw between her fingers, "Well, I'm sure any bump looks like a hurdle down where you are, princess~"

"That's it give me my drink, you brat-!"

Catra giggled and pulled the drink from your grasp before quickly grabbing your garbage, plastic loose, loose napkins, ect, and throwing them in the recycling bin as she ran outside. You hot on her tail after leaving a tip for the baristas.

"Hey! Come on get back here!"

You two ran about outside, giggling like two school girls, running past disgruntled old men who shouted words you were both too happy to comprehend.

As you two ran to the nearest park it began to sprinkle with small drops of rain. Though both of you were too engrossed in the chase to notice, at least until you finally caught up with Catra by catching her tail, gently pulling enough to make her turn around into your arms and you held her close to you as you giggled.

You pressed your forehead against hers softly before leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on her lips.

"Not fair, you cheated" she complained with a smirk spread across her lips.

You hummed against her lips, "Not true, I caught you fair and square, kitten."

A moment or two passed before Catra tried to pull away with a squeak, seemingly finally becoming aware of the rain, but you kept her in your arms. "Shit, now!? Why now!?"

You laughed, still too elated with the woman before you to have your mood dampened.

She began trying to pull you behind her, "C'mon, move it, you know I hate the rain!" she hissed.

You smiled, "Hey, it could be boiling rain-"

"Yeah cause boiling rain is definitely a real thing-" she sassed back before pulling you more harshly, this time getting you off your feet, "Now let's go, please princess~!"

You were gonna continue teasing her until you heard a loud crack of thunder overhead and she practically jumped in your arms.

"Okay, okay, is my place good?"

Catra hissed with a shake of her head, her short hair already getting drenched, "Anywhere is fine as long as I don't get wet!"

As you pull off your jacket you snicker, "No promises, kitten~" and wink at her which causes her to groan loudly in disapproval as you toss the jacket over her head in a feeble attempt to keep her dry.

"Okay, let's g-"

"LAST ONE TO THE HOUSE HAS TO DO THE OTHER'S HOMEWORK FOR A WEEK!!"

"Wha-?! Catra! CATRA DONT RUN, YOU GONNA FALL ON YOUR ASS! CATRA!"

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After about a 15 minute sprint you and Catra finally found shelter in your small neighborhood home.

"Hey, I'm home and I brought Catra!" You yelled throughout the house.

"They're not here, you idiot" she sighed with a roll of her eyes as she rubbed her arm.

"Oh?" you giggled, taking off your dirty shoes and tossing them back outside, "and how do you know that?"

She scoffed, "their car is gone Sherlock."

As you looked at her fondly, you noticed the small scrape on her arm and the mud and dirt splattered on her tan freckled skin.

You gently took her arm in your hand to assess the scrape and smirked, "I told you not to run, but noooo~"

Catra hissed, "Don't be an ass, Y/n"

"I'm not an ass just because you don't like that I'm right, kitten~"

She sighs dramatically, "I guess you're right-"

"Thank you-"

"You're an ass because you haven't gotten your awesome girlfriend a first aid kit yet."

"That-!" You start and soon stop, trailing off as you think, "-is actually a good point, wouldn't want my awesome girlfriend to get an infection."

You lean in and kiss the top of her head, "how about you go pick out some nice warm clothes for us while I get the first aid kit, okay?"

"Whatever, just hurry your ass up before I get...I don't know...rabies or something?"

You snicker, "Rabies from the pavement?"

"JUST HURRY UP!"

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A little while later you carried a small stack of towels and the first aid kit into your room to find Catra, still dressed in her wet clothes, admiring the pictures of your friends and family you had covering your wall.

"Hey..." you said softly as you set the towels and stuff down, "I thought you were gonna get undressed? You're gonna catch a cold wearing those wet clothes, kitten!"

She groaned playfully and shoved you, "You sound like such a mom when you nag me like that!"

You smirked and pulled her close to you by the hand she shoved you with, "Well maybe if you listened to me the first time I wouldnt have to nag you, kitty~"

Her ears twitched as you said her nickname. You rarely ever used it, usually calling her Kitten or Cat instead, but when you did call her Kitty...it meant something different. It felt different, and both of you knew it.

"And what if I don't, princess~? What are you gonna do about it?"

"Laugh my ass off when you fall on the pavement again?"

Catra whined lowly under her breath making you laugh. You tilted her head up a bit by her chin, "What's wrong? Was that not the answer you were hoping for, kitty~?

She pulled you in by your collar, her face inches from yours, "I want you to kiss me..."

You smirked and kissed the tip of her nose before pulling away, "Nope, only good girls get kisses from their princess...and you've been a brat all day~"

You turn away from her and begin undressing out of your wet clothes that clung to your body. Cheekily ignoring the feeling of Catra's sharp eyes roaming all over your naked body.

As you slipped on your sports bra and boxers you heard Catra mewl, "Nooo, I liked them off~"

You laughed, grabbing a towel and the first aid kit, "Well, we still need to clean that scrape and get you changed into dry clothes," as you pulled out a damp towel and vaseline you looked up at her through mischievous eyes, "and I didn't want you to get distracted~"

She shifted on her feet a bit as she watched you gently care for her small injury, dirty thoughts filling her head.

Not long after you began putting the first aid stuff away and Catra said slyly, "You know...my arm...really hurts-"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah~" she shuffled a little closer to you, "I think I'm gonna need you to help me undress~"

"Hmm," you smile, "for some reason I feel...like you have an ulterior motive..."

"Of course not!" She gasped in a false offence, "I just thought my...sweet, loving girlfriend would help undress me when I'm in too much pain to do it myself..."

You giggled, "Okay drama queen, come here~" you sat on the edge of your bed as she shuffled toward you with a proud look on her face.

You stood as you pulled the soaked top from her caramel colored body and tossed the shirt to the side.

You heard her curse under her breath, "fucking hell it's cold"

Smirking as you had her lean against your body as you carefully slipped off her pants;

"You missed something, princess~" and she grasped your hand, bringing it to her red boxers.

You gulped. You'd seen her without her shirt on a lot, but she had never let you go any further.

"A-are you sure? Y-you don't want me to turn around or any-"

"Y/n." She said your name sternly to cut off your nervous rambling. Catra turned around in your arms so she was facing you, "I want this. I'm ready."

"W-what?" Blood rushed to your face as you felt it heat up.

She pulled both your hands to the hem of her boxers before gently placing both hands on the side of your face, "I want you...to... make love to me, princess~"

She bit her bottom lip between her teeth, a small fang sticking out, "I-If that's okay with you..."

You took a moment to think, taking in the sight of her and processing her words, before pulling her into your lips passionately.

"Of course, kitty-" you whispered against her lips, "-of course~"

Your hand went to the nape of her neck as you pulled her in before gently pushing her down on your bed.

You crawled over her, tearing off your top and boxers and throwing them to the side.

"Fuck~" you heard Catra whisper under her breath with a smile.

You brought your hand back to her boxers, looking up at her again, "You still want to do this?"

She bit her bottom lip and nodded.

You subconsciously licked your bottom lip as you began to pull her boxers down slowly, as though you were opening a present. As you caught a glimpse of her you moaned and shifted on top of her, "god damn you're so fucking pretty, kitty~"

"You talking to me or my pussy?"

You both giggled at her sudden crassness as you finished undressing her and you laid your bare body on top of hers, both of you still cold but your body heat was warming you both quickly.

"Well...I guess in a way...since you're my kitty~" you caressed her jaw in your hand and whispered mischievously, "I guess that means you're my pussy too~"

"Dont-" she giggled and shoved you back, "don't ever say that again."

You laughed along with her, "Aw come on, kitty..." You ran your fingers down her stomach down between her thighs and teased her just above where she needed you, "you know this pussy belongs to me~"

She purred, her back arching slightly, "You're...you're really enjoying this aren't you?"

"Definitely~" you stopped teasing her and brought your hands to her tits instead, messaging both of them in your hands as you leaned your head down and began sucking on her hardened nipples.

"F-fuck~!" She mewled, her claws digging into your back and her hips twitched beneath you.

Your tongue traced circles around her breasts as you rolled her nipples between your fingers. Moaning against her skin and rocking your hips against hers as she moans.

"I've...fuck I've wanted this so bad~" you confessed as you kissed across her chest to her other nipple, your hand sliding down her stomach, "I've wanted you so bad~"

"S-sorry to keep you waiting-" she breathed out through short pants before her hips jumped up and a squeak left her lips as you bit down on her hardened bud.

"Don't be-" you told her firmly before your voice went soft again, "I understood why you wanted to wait, my love...but I'd be lying if I said I never thought about it...about us~"

Her purrs grew in volume as your hand returned between her thighs and you teased around her sensitive parts again.

You kissed up her chest to her neck and began leaving hickies across her skin, "But this time, Kitty...you come first~"

You both moaned in harmony as you finally slipped your fingers passed her lower lip.

"O-oh f-fuck~!" She hissed, her cheeks turned a dark red as she tried to bite on her hand to muffle her sound.

You gently pulled her hand away, replacing it with your mouth as you continued teasing her pussy that was coating your fingers in her arousal.

"Don't do that, kitty. Don't hide your pleasure~" you teased her entrance painfully slow, her hips rising and falling on their own, "I want to hear how good you feel~"

As you rubbed her more you whispered lowly against her ear, "Mmm, youre so wet, kitty, hear that delicious sound your body's making for me~?"

She went to bite down on her lip before remembering what you said, so instead she spread her legs wider for you and let herself pant and moan desperately for you, "P-please princess, I need you inside me~"

Your fingers rubbed against her entrance faster before you finally began pushing the tip of a finger inside her, "Mmm, fuck you sound so beautiful when you moan, kitty-" you moaned lowly, your hips beginning to rock back and forth, rubbing your core against her leg.

"Damn," you swore, "spread your legs a little more for me, kitty~"

Catra did as you asked but accidentally simultaneously happened to push her knee against your core causing you to moan loudly and your eyes to roll back.

You gently thrust your finger deeper and deeper into her inch by inch until she carefully scratched down your arms with her claws, "M-more~! Please princess~! I need more~"

You complied, pushing a second then a third finger in, her walls clenching around your fingers as she reached her high.

In and out slowly then fast and then slow again you thrusted in and out of her, curling your fingers to rub against that sweet spot that had her writhing beneath you.

She pants and moans loudly, her claws left scratches down your back that would surely hurt tomorrow but for now felt so so good.

"F-fuck~!" She mewls as her hips thrust up at the same place as your fingers and she rides them. "D-dont stop, princess~! Oh f-fuck, don't stop~! Please don't stOp~!"

Catra's body shook beneath you in pleasure, her eyes screwed shut as she focused on the intense pleasure you were giving her until every so often when they opened for a moment just to show her eyes rolling back as she moaned and purred.

"Y/n~!" She cried out your name as her walls began to clench tightly around your fingers, her legs began to shake, and rumbling purrs vibrated inside her chest. "F-fuck, princess~! I'm...I'm sO close~! Please...please let me cum~! P-please~!"

"You don't have to ask, kitty~" you assured her as you kissed her temple and cheek, "cum for me, cum for me~"

Her hands dug in your hair as her body jerked up and she cried out your name. Her eyes rolling back as she came undone, her juices coating your hand and making a mess on the sheets.

"Good girl~" She whimpered as you praised her, your free hand tucking her hair back as you scratched her ears softly, "that's my good kitty, just relax...I've got you, I'm not going anywhere~"

As she started to come down from her high you gently removed your fingers before licking them clean and leaning down to kiss her so she got a taste of herself on your lips.

But as you pulled away you noticed her sniffling and tears running down her face.

A surge of panic runs through you and you cup her face, "Oh no, w-what wrong, kitten? I w-wasnt too rough was I?"

"No-" she cut you off and placed her hands on top of yours, "no it's just...I-Im not used to...fuck-" she looks at you through tired but loving eyes, "y-youre just so...good to me...I'm not used to it yet."

Then her face turned a dark red as she groaned and covered her face, "Shit, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break down like that...god that must've sounded so stupid-"

"Hey-" you pulled her hands away from her face and tilted her head up by her chin to make her look at you as you smiled warmly, "it wasn't stupid, kitten. I know it'll take time to get used to, but you'll get there, I promise. I'm not going anywhere, and I'm so glad I was able to make you feel good, kitty~"

With that you gently pulled her in to your warm embrace, the cold from outside long forgotten as you found comfort in each other's arms.

Not even a moment or two later you began to feel Catra kissing down your neck and collar bone, "Catra, you don't have to-"

"Hush," she ordered, her hands going down to squeeze your thighs, "it's my turn~"

The way she looks at you sets your blood on fire and makes your pussy tingle. "O-okay~" You breathe out as you subconsciously begin to grind your core against her legs.

"Come here-" she coos gently as she helps you get situated on top of the pillows then whimpers:

"Oh princess~" she moans and spreads your legs wider, "you look so good..."

She looks at you softly, the arousal evident in her eyes, "C-can I get a closer look~?"

You gulped and combed your fingers through her hair, "Yes kitten~" You groan as your arousal takes over your body, "I...I want you to play with my pussy, kitty~"

Her eyes widened as she blushed, but after a moment of gay panic she bowed her head and began to kiss around your inner thighs.

You gasped. She's so close yet feels so far from where you need her, your pussy throbbing between your legs.

"C-catra~" you moan her name softly as you try to pull her mouth where you need her and thankfully she complies.

"Mmm~" she moans lowly as she begins making out with your pussy lips, kissing, sucking, and swirling her tongue around you.

"F-fuck~! C-catra~! Y-your-" you cut yourself off with a loud moan, your hips grinding against her face as you kept her trapped between your thighs, "C-catra~! Y-your...your t-tongue, nnnGGhh~!"

Her eyes widened as she remembered her tounge was slightly rougher than yours thanks to her magicat genes. She tries to pull away and apologize but you push her face back in your cunt.

"Don't you fucking stop, kitten~! F-fuck~! It feels so good, kitty, I need your tongue inside me, kitty~! Now~!"

She smirks against your pussy, your desperation turning her on incredibly and she decides to ravish your cunt like you deserve.

Her bright multicolored eyes meet yours as she pushes her rough wet tongue deep inside you.

Your back arches as you moan, Catra gripping your thighs to keep them open as she eats you out, her tongue running over your walls, and lapping up your arousal.

"Damn princess, you taste so pretty~" she moans inside you, the vibrations sending shockwaves through your pussy.

You gasp and pant as you pull on her hair to ground yourself, "O-oh fuck, kitty~! F-fuck~!"

She can feel your legs begin to shake around her and she decides to up the ante by curling her tongue against your g-spot, hitting it with her rough tongue as she laps up your juices that have started dripping down her chin.

You borderline scream as she abuses your sweet spot, grinding your pussy in her face mercilessly as your thighs clench around her head.

"Yes~! Yes~! Oh yes, kitty~! That feels so good~! That feels so good, kitty~! I'm so fucking close~!" Moans and filthy wet sounds echo in your room and you're thankful your parents weren't home yet as you cry out to her, "I wanna cum all over your pretty face, kitty~! Is that okay~? Please~! Please let me cum on your face~"

She groans into your pussy once more. Your walls tightening as your back arches and your legs shake, "It's okay, princess~! Cum on my face, princess, cum on my tongue and let me eat you up~!"

With a few more thrusts of her tongue you come undone, squirting all over her face and tongue as you cry out her name.

"Oh fuck princess, I wish you could see how pretty you look-"

You intertwined your fingers with hers as you tried to catch your breath and she wiped her face with one of the towels you brought in earlier before sliding up your body. Your chest pressed against hers as she whispered through falsified innocent looking eyes:

"-but I can show you how good you taste~"

And she leaned in to kiss you softly, her tonge grazing yours making you moan and kiss her back passionately.

"I love you so fucking much~" you confessed against her lips before pulling back slightly, "you mean...the whole world to me, Catra..." you whispered to her as though it was a secret, but it wasn't, infact Catra knew that if you could, you would brag about her to the whole world.

"A-and I know...you're still getting used to this...to feeling like this, I am too," you brushed her hair behind her ear and nuzzled your nose against hers, "and you don't have to say anything back, kitten, I want you to go at your own pace but I also want you to know...I know how I feel and...I know I love you and I know I always will."

"I'm yours, kitten~"

Catra bit the inside of her cheek, refusing to break down in tears again, though it was difficult. Feelings that she kept buried for so long because someone once made her feel like they were too much rose to the surface again because of you,

and she allowed herself to smile.

She looked at you like you were all the stars in the sky, with so much love and admiration, and even though she wasn't quite ready to say those three words that her past lover made her feel were worthless, you could see it in the way she looked at you.

She cupped your face in her hands, her claws resting on your soft cheeks gently as she kissed you softly, "I...I want to be yours too, princess." She confessed and felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders as she hugged you tight and whispered in your ear,

"I want to be yours~"

[catwafers]

“i know it isn’t you.”

1hrsubmas (+10m) prompt: zoroark

[lazaruspiss]

wonderful insight past me, thank u

[henriiiii-1001old]

little doodle dump that i promised a bit ago!!! finally got the motivation to upload these.

image 1 is dave when i didnt fill in his sunglasses for my au ref sheet, and i thought he looked really cute there w just glasses :D

image 2 is ruth as a sort of fawn-based satyr! i have recently been associating her with fawn symbolism, mainly the “deer in headlights” kind of thing but also as a reference to the response of fawning.

image 3 is an old doodle of thatcher comforting ruth, telling her “hey, you’ll be alright! i’m right here.”

image 4 is a wip i will never finish of some adam angst

images 5 n 6 are puppet but in a mix of his true form and his disguise as thatcher.

and images 7 n 8 are gabe but in a rly pretty robe thing i found somewhere (i cant remember where oops)

hope you enjoy!!!

[hrryshoney]

you’re asking me my symptoms, doctor

gynecologist!matty healy x reader

A/N: hii here’s beloved gyno!au. title is reference to Escapism by Raye lol. i’ll put warnings but def don’t read if this is gonna make u uncomfy. anyways this really came to me in a prophetic vision (slut hour daydreams) so i hope u enjoy and it lives up to expectations? and Shouts to everyone who i bounced ideas w and talked abt this Man w! ty ily mwah mwah

warnings: smut 18+, fingering, inappropriate actions in a doctors office, a bit of corruption maybe hmm idk, degradation, praise, taboo topics/power imbalance (doctor/patient), use of Y/N, dom and sub dynamics, problematic age gap maybe (reader is 22/23, matty is 29/30), dirty talk, etc..

You were sitting nervously on the exam table, leg bouncing up and down. Doctor’s offices always unnerved you, to say the least. The unnatural fluorescent lights with their buzzing, the cold chill, and sterile smell.

Today, though, you had to book your gynecologist appointment. Now, you’ve been to one gyno before, a woman whose practice was nice and small before you moved cities. Going into your third year of University, you wanted a change in scenery. Now, your gyno would be a man.

A kind woman with dark hair had just come into your room after knocking twice, giving you a hospital gown and a warm smile. Telling you to undress to your underwear and bra. That you should, “Sit tight! The doctor will be in soon.”

So, here you were. On the examination bed, awaiting your doctor eagerly. When you heard a similar knock on the door, but an imperceptibly firmer one, your head shot up. “Come in,” you cleared your throat and called out.

When the handle turned and your aforementioned Doctor walked in, you felt deceived. Deceived in the best way, though, because your Doctor was hot.

He was wearing a white coat, one with a silver tag that read MATTY, his medical badges hanging from the plate. With his glasses and the lightest dusting of gray through his black, curly hair. He couldn’t have been younger than his late 20s, if older than his early 30s. And as he reached out to grab the clipboard off the counter, you were able to see the smallest bit of black ink on his wrist.

He looked down at his documents, squinting slightly. He then set it back on the counter, walking about the room and getting some hand sanitizer from the dispenser. Your eyes are drawn to his hands immediately. When he clears his throat, you come to.

“Good afternoon, love. Y/N, correct? I see it says here you’ve only been to the gynecologist once before, and it was a female doctor,” you nod along to his words, watching him take a seat and hold eye contact with you. “Just wanted to let you know, you shouldn’t be worried. Just typical stuff today, alright?” You nod again, feeling smaller now. Even when he’s sat on his stool, he feels bigger than you.

“Gonna need your words, Y/N.” You can’t tell if he’s joking, even if you see the smirk on his face. Shifting in your seat, your gown ruffling below you, you manage a, “Yes, Doctor.” Through your dry mouth.

“Ah, almost forgot to introduce myself properly.” He laughs, but you swore you saw his eyes darken for a swift second. “I’m Doctor Healy, but you can call me Matty if you feel so inclined.” He grinned, and you felt like his words had a double meaning past the surface.

“You’re here for a routine checkup, I take it?” Moving over to the sink, pumping soap on his hands and running the water. “Lay back for me.” He instructed you as he washed, back turned. You listened without second thought, body going stiff.

You heard the tap turn off, Matty was drying his hands with paper towel now. He walked over to the table, standing above you and looking down. “If you don’t mind, can I ask you some questions before we begin?”

You began to nod, but remembered your reaction from earlier. Giving him another “Yes, Doctor.” he smiled easily. “Great… Now, are you sexually active?”

If you thought you were tense before, then you were like a board now. “Um, no.” You let your eyes flutter shut as you felt your skin heating, feeling terribly bare.

“Right, have you been? In the past?” was this a normal question to ask? Of course, they’d want to know of your bodily health. But of your… sexual activity as well? For you, though, there was nothing to report. Seeing as you were a virgin, which meant no sexual experiences other than yourself.

“Um, sorry, what are these questions for?” You couldn’t stop yourself from nervously laughing, your deflection of an answer hanging in the examination room.

Matty’s eyes dragged along your frame, going from your lips and then back to your eyes. You almost missed the beginning of his sentence when he spoke up. “All protocol, of course. It’s slightly awkward, but I’m obligated to ask. So?”

“So, no. I.. have not been in the past, or like, ever.” And you wanted to melt into the floor. Surely you would have to switch doctors after this again. Too embarrassing of a feat to face.

Another look and pause that goes on for much too long. Your stomach was starting to hurt. Well, maybe not hurt, but you needed to fix it and quick. When Matty claps and rubs his hands together, it snaps you out of it. “Interesting. Well, then, let’s begin.”

You noted that his pupils were huge behind the glasses, and his black slacks hugged his crotch very well. Did they look like that when he came in? You shifted again, trying to rub your thighs for some friction.

“Can I touch you?” His accented voice was deep and gravelly now. Leaving not much to the imagination of how this phrase might sound in a different situation coming from his mouth. His mouth, pink lips that he couldn’t stop licking, and slight stubble on his chin.

“Yes, Doctor Healy.” Your voice sounded submissive enough, and you almost yelped when his hand came down to grab your gown covered thigh. Roughly drawing circles with his thumbs into the spot. “Good girl. You’re tense.”

You shivered, eyes closing and opening again. The silence in the room felt so loud, and your doctor’s appointment was feeling a bit too erotic for what it was at this point. “I- I don’t know why I am.” Lie.

“Need you to relax for me, sweetheart.” His cold hands rub up and down your thighs. He’s making eye contact with you, causing you to cast your eyes to the ceiling. “Wanna put your legs in the stirrups?”

“Would that help, Doctor Healy?” You hear the sharp inhale of breath, followed by a cough. Trying not to lift your hips off the examination table from his constant skin to skin contact.

“It would, thank you.” He moves to grab your legs, setting them on the edge of the platform. His grip feels rougher than acceptable, fingertips leaving indents on your thighs. He reaches under your gown, looking at you for your nod and slipping your panties off. “May I start?”

“Yes, Doctor. Thank you.” And when you feel his fingers run down your slit, you don’t think it’s protocol. You were already embarrassingly wet from the interaction. As his hands move and brush your clit, you can’t hold back the moan. When you open your eyes, you’re met with Matty peering at you over his glasses, an amused smirk barely peeking through his expression.

“Oh, that’s no good, sweetheart.” He clicks his tongue, faux disapprovingly. His thumb comes back to press on your clit. “You’re so wet. What’s that from, huh?” He took his middle and ring finger, circling around your hole.

“It’s- You! You’re doing it, it’s your fault.” You cry out in pleasure and frustration. He was so condescending, but it felt so good. You know you needed to be more conscious of your volume, still being in a doctor’s office.

“My fault?” He almost gasped in surprise, “Oh, no. I don’t think so. I’m just trying to do my job, make sure everything’s okay down here.” Maneuvering his hand, he gave you two quick but firm taps on your clit with his middle and index finger. “Can you remove your gown for me?”

“Is this protocol, Doctor Healy?” You asked, half genuinely curious to see his answer. Moving to lift your bum, untying the gown from behind your back. Your legs were slightly shaking, and you saw his hand go to cover the smile that graced his mouth. You moved both your shoulders out of the arm holes, discarding the gown to the side. Leaving you in just your simple black bra, that had simple lace trimming.

“‘Course, making sure you’re in shape, and all.” His eyes dragged down your frame, stopping at your breasts. He was taking in your figure now, so you had the time to do the same. Your eyes immediately pulled to the now prominent bulge in his pants, and his fingers that seemed to twitch in anticipation.

“Do I appear to be in shape, then? Good for you?” Unbeknownst to you, what you had just said lit even more of a flame inside of Matty. You were asking him if you were good for him? He could show you what a good little slut he could make you.

He lets his hands rest between the apex of your thighs again, “Gonna spread you open a bit, okay? Think this’ll loosen you up for me.” Matty’s long fingers make their way to your cunt, running them up and down. He slides them down to your hole, collecting the wetness there and spreading it up to your clit.

His other hand came up to unclip your bra from behind your back. He did this expertly with one hand, leaving it to fall so he could grab at your breast. Palming at it for a while before pinching your nipple. You let out a whimper, and he gave you a soft slap on the side of your chest. He grabbed it roughly again, evening it out and applying more pressure to your clit as he did.

Your hand came to cover your mouth, not wanting to let your moans out. A soft, “Doctor,” fell from your lips, causing him to slip one finger inside of you. You couldn’t hold back, then. “Please, yes!”

Matty is running the tip his finger lightly along the inside of you, and it’s not enough. You begin to whine, but he cuts it off quickly. “Gotta relax or I won’t be able to run my tests. You don’t want that, do you?” His smirk is enough to make you want to slap it off him. Though, your whole body goes slack when he pushes his whole finger inside of you.

You’re moaning freely now, seeming to have forgotten that you’re still in a professional establishment. You were relentless, the pleasure he was giving you was too much in the best way. “Doctor- Matty. Please, need it.”

Matt’s pupils dilated, if it was possible for them to get larger. “Say my name again for me.” He groaned out, rocking his hips into the side of the table to relieve some tension. “Matty. Matty! Need you, please.” You obliged easily, drunken off the feeling. Matty pressed a second finger into your pussy.

“Poor thing. Never had anyone in this little hole before, huh? Perfect little cunt is so tight for me, were you saving yourself?” You think your reactions have gotten to his head, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. Your head was nodding in response to his words, eyes rolling back to your head.

You could feel pressure building in your stomach, the sound of his voice was getting to you. “Mhm. Doctor, think I’m gonna cum. Please, can I?” His hand sped up after hearing your words, thumb pressing on your clit. You could feel yourself dripping down your thighs, on to the protective cover of the exam table.

Your hips began to lift off the surface again, before Matty’s unoccupied hand came to press down on your abdomen again. “Feels that good, darling? Can’t even stay still for me.” You opened your eyes to look at him, gaze falling to how his hand lifted off of you and went to palm himself. “Come on, be my good little slut and cum for me.”

Ultimately, that was what did you in. You gasped loud enough for the whole office to hear, eyes clamping shut. You saw white behind your eyelids and your hips lifted freely off the table this time. Matty’s fingers coming out of you, rubbing your clit through your orgasm. You heard Matty moan in the back, making out a “fuck me, that’s good. You’re beautiful,” coming from his mouth.

As you came down from it, you opened your eyes to see him licking both of his fingers. “Taste sweet, gonna have to get my mouth on you next time.” He said nonchalantly, still looking down at your pussy. You tried to take your hands and put them in front of it, feeling shy all the sudden.

“Little late for that after I made you cum.” He giggled, going to get a towel from the cabinet above the sink. “Lemme clean you up.” You flustered but agreed in the end. When he came back with the towel, he leaned down to kiss you. You reciprocated easily, jumping when the towel came in contact with your skin.

“Thank you for.. that. For the appointment, Doctor.” You giggled, his head snapping up and eyes narrowing. You raised your hands in faux defence, the smile staying on your face. He smiled with you.

“Came so nicely for me, think I should be the one saying thanks.” He gave you another smirk, getting your panties from the side when they had been discarded. He tapped your thigh, signaling for you to put your legs through. Doing the same with your bra, he then helped you off the examination table.

“Seriously, you were really good. You know, for my first time.”

“Would barely call that a first time, I’ll give you that another time though.” He winked, turning around to look for your other clothes. Your jaw dropped, but you recollected yourself before he turned back to see.

“Right well. Thank you..” You said awkwardly, looking down at your feet. Where were you supposed to go from here? You just got fingered by your gynecologist in his public doctor’s office. You would have to reflect on this when you got home.

“Not an issue, really.” Matty sidestepped you to get to one of the cabinets behind you, slapping your ass as he did. Tease. He was being much too normal about this.

“I mean, what kind of doctor would I be if I left you unsatisfied with your appointment?”

[einsatzzz]

[Project] (KH)Re:born!!!

I've been wanting to do a pinned post talking/rambling about my projects, so I'll do it now while I've still got some free time!

Anyway, for various reasons including wanting to keep it simple (for goldfish brain reasons), @amiahoshi and I decided to call this project "Katekyo Hitman Re:born!!!". We call it either Re:born!!! or KHRe for short. I also tried editing a title logo out of it some time ago (inspired from the og logo) for whenever it will be necessary!

Actually, I've just been tagging posts under this project under #khre (since mid-2023) because when I type #khr, I'll immediately remember to also type #khre. Anyway, more info below! (Ein from the future: it will be long)

Note: For any typos/grammatical mistakes, sorry not sorry this is just me rambling, so no beta we die like Tsuna did every time Reborn shoots him in Daily Life Arc.

TLDR: This project has become like my creative sandbox playground. The KHR brainrot is still going VERY STRONG, and has been for the past two years. I can't believe I didn't discover this series earlier. I am so normal about KHR.

It's also inspired from T//oky//o Gh//oul's title, where it had "T//G:re". And it really just emphasizes the "Re" on "Reborn", meaning "again, do over".

In KHR, besides being named after our fave baby hitman Reborn, this concept also connects to a lot of the themes in the show, especially with Tsuna and his Dying Will Mode. Then there's also the whole Vongola 10th generation, who seem like the reincarnation or the "second coming" of the Vongola 1st generation. I'm sure there are others I haven't noticed yet or just forgot to mention here!

Anyway, KHRe is sort of a similar universe to canon, but not exactly the same. There will be additional characters, which are mostly our OCs from the Oniyanagi yakuza family for now, then there will also be modifications/additions to the story/lore as well (e.g. certain arcs/chapters will be rearranged, certain events will happen earlier). Tsuna retains his protagonist role in KHRe as well (im so fond of him), but he will also be joined in this role by the twin bosses from Oniyanagi, Kana and Kurumi.

Kana and Kurumi's addition here really puts the emphasis on the "Re", because their individual overarching stories provide more interpretations to the word itself "Reborn", which adds onto Tsuna's.

The tldr of the premise so far is that Oniyanagi and Vongola are business partners, so shortly after Tsuna met Reborn and Gokudera, the twins and Yui (their right-hand man) transferred to Namimori. This is so that they can help each other to grow and with their respective training as well to become future bosses of their Family (Tsuna doesn't want to become one of course! lol).

Along with Kana & Kurumi, three of their guardians (incldg Yui) tagged along with their move to Namimori, while two of them remained in their previous city of residence (Tokyo). In their guardian line-up, they currently have an empty seat for the Sun Guardian and they're still actively looking for the one fit for it. Perhaps they'll find them in Namimori? (Spoilers: Yes, they will. Their full line-up is here.)

So far, the major ambitious projects I have under this one are as follows:

Oniyanagi Wiki: This is a wiki site I made in Miraheze. I'll put it in public mode once I finish cleaning up Kurumi's character profile. We plan on compiling all character/group/story infos here for KHRe, which will also include AUs and alternate timelines. If there will be a lot of story divergence with certain canon characters, we'll also make a page for them there too (from the top of my head, so far, it will be Tsuna, Hibari, Enma, Kyoko & Haru). This is the project I've made most progress on so far, I learned a fair amount about making wiki pages hahaha.

KHRe Webcomic: A webcomic that features KHRe's story. Just like canon, it starts with Daily Life Arc. Right now, I'm just thinking of drawing intro chapters for Kurumi, Yui and then Kana for it. But I'm also tempted to just go full-fledged webcomic retelling of majority of KHRe lol like just for deadass committing to the bit. I just really think it will help me improve my art a lot because it will force me to draw other stuff I haven't tried to seriously learn how to draw before (like have you seen the improvement in TOG Webtoon's art style??! Damn...I want that too.) KHRe also has stories that continue past KHR's final arc. I want that high school, TYL and alternate future timeline content too y'know! I think I want to finish drawing at least one chapter by Q4 2024, I'll have a lot of time to focus on this after my exam on June.

Into the Looking Glass: This is a Horror RPGMaker game in the planning stage and it features a prequel story for Kurumi's childhood (around 8-9 years old). Long story short, it does follow the classic formula of a small kid exploring a scary/creepy place by themselves. Don't worry, she will also have a companion or two here! (So...just like Ib.) The title is very much still subject to change, but I referenced Alice in Wonderland for it. Because it's Baby Kurumi (Alice) stumbling in an otherworldly place (Wonderland) and the events that take place moving forward changes her life. I already have a plot and ending(s) in mind, just need to write a script. This will take a very long time to complete, but I wanna finish it eventually because I'm also a big fan of Horror RPGMaker games and I've always wanted to make one (this is my chance! I alr have a story! Just need to write and execute it!). Here's a very old concept art of the baby! I'll draw a new updated one when I get the time (the only biggest change here will probably just be the eye pupils, which really isn't much).

KHRe Test Game (no title yet): Less ambitious than previous three. This will be a very short RPGMaker Game with Tsuna as MC. This is just me testing and learning the features of RPGMaker before I go do more work for Into the Looking Glass. The game is just about Tsuna being invited to the Ninomiya Estate by Kurumi and he has a very "fun" time there 😂👍✨ (just like a normal Daily Life Arc episode~). It won't be horror, but maybe for Tsuna it will be 😀 So far, I managed to make a map for Tsuna's room (and some other parts of the Sawada Residence) for the intro scene hehe

As for other projects that are less ambitious and more doable in a shorter time, I do have MV Projects for KHRe plus a few shorts (like this one) I plan on drawing them in. I listed my priorities here (along with the major projects) and will try to update when I can (ideally, at least monthly...but definitely not for June 💀).

That's all for now! THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK!! (seriously...because this turned out so much longer than I thought it would be 🗿...I will now proceed to hide under the rock again).

Any questions are always welcome and very very appreciated! 👀✨I really just love talking about this series, OCs (mine and others') and my projects!

[icarusignite]

Master Post

ace_asterisk on wp/ao3/tiktok

engineering student

bookworm

history/mythology nerd

kdramas/kpop/anime

Feel free to drop me a dm and chat. I’d love to be mutuals <3

Fandoms I’m into and will write for: Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, The Last Kingdom, Criminal Minds, Shadow and Bone, Lockwood and Co, Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Hunger Games, Bridgerton, etc (there lots more that I just forgot to put on here lol). I’m also into kpop so I may dabble in writing for certain groups too. 

My tags:

#icarus ignite fic recs (my fav recs, all fandoms)

#icarus ignite asks

Requests are open!

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THE LAST KINGDOM

Oneshot Masterlist:

- The only heaven I'll be sent to is when I'm alone with you: 1 / 2

(King Alfred x POC! Fem! Reader)

You are a prominent scholar from Baghdad, visiting Wessex to learn more about English culture and try to help its ailing monarch with your medical expertise. However, conflict arises when you find yourself falling for the Catholic king, knowing he cannot give you what you deserve.

- Valhalla Bound  (Finan x GN! Reader)

During the ransacking of Rumcofa, you save Osferth thus exchanging his fate for yours. aka you die and Finan's reaction to that

- Night Terrors (Sihtric x GN! Reader) 

Sihtric has a nightmare, and he accidentally snaps at you. What comes after is the most awkward confession of his life and you are oblivious af.

- Praying's just a poor man's way of begging (Sihtric x Fem! Reader) 

You are Earl Ragnar's youngest daughter and the boy you've spent many pleasant afternoons with as a child was none other than Sihtric Kjartansson. Reunited after years apart, will the two of you be able to face the truth of your feelings or will it all end in heartache?

- In this labyrinth of time, our souls entwined (Modern AU Finan x Fem! Reader)

Finan and his friends witness a bar fight during their night out and Finan feels a magnetic connection to the hero of the fight. This can be read on its own but it can also be seen as a continuation of my earlier fic Valhalla Bound where you died and now your reincarnation meets Finan's in another world and that's why you seem so familiar.

- Go ahead and cry, little girl (Aethelstan x Fem! Reader)

You are Sihtric’s daughter from his first wife. Your mother dies after he leaves her for his current wife and you blame him for his death. Aethelstan is yoiur dearest childhood friend.

Series:

- Union of the Gods Masterlist (Sihtric x OC)

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

Oneshots:

- I hate you I love you (Cregan Stark x fem! reader)

The five times you told Cregan Stark you hated him, and the one time you actually meant it.

- I want to fly with you on dragonback (and eat only cake) (Alicent x Rhaenyra)

Basically the title. Rhaenyra finally gets to take Alicent on that dragon ride and eat cake....and maybe kiss the girl she loves.

-  Like an old melody, my heart resumes 1 / 2  / 3 (Daeron x Fem! Reader)

After years apart and with several misunderstandings between them, you meet Prince Daeron at what is meant to be his betrothal feast. When secrets and unspoken desires come to light, you and Daeron are faced with a choice: to let go of the past and embrace a love that has always burned between them or allow your tumultuous history to keep you apart.

Series: (not uploading here anymore, check out my ao3/wp for it)

- Before the Sky Falls Masterlist (Aemond Targaryen x Velaryon OC) (complete)

- An Eye for an Eye Masterlist (Aemond Targaryen x Velaryon OC)

In which Daenys Velaryon, the oldest child of Rhaenyra and Laenor Velaryon, must come to terms with the fact that the man she loves has committed an unforgivable crime.

CRIMINAL MINDS

Oneshots:

-   Steady Your Heart in Mine (Spencer Reid x GN! Reader)

Exam season brings you a lot of stress and Spencer Reid is there to walk you through it. Established relationship, descriptions of anxiety and panic attacks.

Series:

- The Darkest Hour Before Dawn Masterlist (Spencer Reid x OC)

LOCKWOOD & CO.

Oneshots:

- I thought I dreamed her (Lucy x Lockkwood)

- I love you forever, I'm not a dreamer (Lucy x Lockwood)

The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes:

Series:

These Violent Delights Masterlist

[roosterbox]

Hey.

Psst. Hey. Hey!

Guess what?

It’s a special day today. How special, you might ask?

Oh, only the birthday of a certain @a-forger-and-a-point-man ! Woohoo!

Happy birthday ❤️❤️❤️

Also I wrote you a thing. Sorry if it’s sloppy - I had to do very quick work on it before the writer’s block kicked back in, lol. I think it came out pretty alright.

Tags: fluff, schmoop, baked goods? More like baked bads, love is stored in the attempt not the end result, nonbinary Eames using they/them pronouns, light references to future sexytimes, a single line of a hint of Eames wearing lingerie

———

Arthur comes home to the dulcet tones of metal crashing and muffled cursing. In any other circumstance, such a thing would have him drawing his gun, but he decides to trust his instincts on this one. Said instincts are telling him to remain calm. That everything is fine. Not normal necessarily, but fine. So his gun remains holstered at his hip as he makes his way inside.

He finds the cause in relatively short order. His kitchen, very recently completely remodeled, has seen better days. Various bowls and mixers lie strewn about on the counter. Cabinets are seemingly opened hither and thither arbitrarily. As if someone hadn’t been quite sure what they were looking for, or where, and they couldn’t be bothered to close anything behind them. His nostrils flare at the faintly scorched aroma of something being baked for a bit too long.

It didn’t take much to figure out what it was.

In the center of this disaster area stood Eames. Lovely, flour-covered Eames, currently locked in intense concentration as they put the finishing frosting touches on a cake set on the kitchen’s cleanest counter. They’re focusing so hard on their task, tongue slightly poking out and everything, that they have yet to notice Arthur’s arrival. There’s a metal cooling rack on the floor at their feet, which was undoubtedly the clanging sound from earlier. Eames was even wearing the silly apron Arthur had gifted them a few years prior. (“I saw it and thought of you,” he had said, presenting his partner with the frilly, pink gingham monstrosity. “I love it,” Eames responded, in a way that was equal parts in on the joke and completely sincere.) Seeing them in it now, Arthur finds himself loving it too.

He clears his throat.

Eames startles, jumping back a little. An extra dollop of cool blue frosting drips out of their piping bag onto the cake.

“Darling! You’re uh-“ Eames looks a little nervous. “-home early.”

“And you’ve been busy.” He makes a show of looking at the clutter surrounding them. “What have you been doing?”

His partner blushed. “Oh you know. Things.” They say this, playing coy as if there isn’t a whole frosted cake sitting right there in the open.

“Things.” Arthur steps further into the kitchen. He toys with the idea of feigning ignorance a bit more, but it’s been a long day. So instead, he shifts his attention to the cake-shaped elephant in the room. “‘Things,’ I presume?”

“Oh, this?” Eames chuckles awkwardly. It fizzles out too quickly though. “… yeah.”

They’re so uncharacteristically nervous that it’s starting to worry him. Generally, Eames’ confidence knows absolutely no bounds, even when they’re doing something they’ve never attempted before. If Eames was nervous enough for it to be this obvious…

Arthur gestures at the cake. “For me?”

Eames meets his gaze, worrying their plush lower lip between their teeth. “For you,” they confirm. “Happy birthday, my love.”

All at once, Arthur’s heart feels warm. If it hadn’t been for Kyle and Sophie at work pitching in to buy him lunch, he might have forgotten what day it was himself. It was nothing special, he might have argued. No one cares much about turning 38, after all. It’s not a big milestone like 30 or 40.

Eames, however, never forgot anything. Especially anything about Arthur.

Eames also, interestingly enough, doesn’t bake much. The lingering smell of burning leads Arthur to the one obvious conclusion about the cake between them… and the source of Eames’ nerves.

He smiles. “You didn't need to-“

Eames shakes their head. “I wanted to. Needed an excuse to stretch my legs in here, after all.”

“Mmhmm. And did stretching your legs have to involve opening all these cabinets?” He tries to keep his tone light. He’s not actually mad or put out at all, not with the evidence of Eames’ love and care sitting right in front of him.

From the grin Eames flashes, he was successful. “I wasn’t sure where you moved things to since last time.”

A likely story. Arthur gently closes the cupboard nearest to him, moving closer to Eames and his cake. Now he’s near enough to observe (and try not to giggle over) the fact that apron Eames is wearing seems to have simultaneously done its job (it’s covered in flour and frosting) and not done its job (there are patches of floured handprints on Eames pants, and half-disappearing on their shirt underneath the covering). And there’s a big dusty splotch on their face. Arthur reaches over and runs a finger through it, the tip coming away white.

“Get a bit lost in your work, did you?”

Eames shrugs. “Only a bit.” They look down at the cake, and seem to remember something. “Oh! Hold on!”

They lean over to reach into the drawer beside them. Full of various knick-knacks, Arthur knows. After a moment, they pull back with a candle in their hand. It was a big, bulky 2, the sort one might use for a child’s birthday cake. Arthur raises an eyebrow.

Eames shrugs again. “Best I could do.” They set the wax number into the frosting securely (it leans back a bit far, but seems steady) before lighting the wick.

They smile at Arthur, but do not sing. That’s another thing that Eames has always remembered - how much Arthur actually hates that damn birthday song. “Make a wish!”

Arthur considers only briefly before blowing out the flame.

“What did you- wait, don’t tell me,” Eames pulls him a little closer and gives his lips a quick peck. “You want it to come true, after all.”

Arthur, who as always had wished for many more years spent right here, just like this, with the love of his life, hums in agreement. They kiss again, this one a bit more heated, before Eames gestures behind Arthur. There are plates and cutlery sitting there, waiting to be used.

“Let’s dig into your cake,” they say, reaching back to untie their apron, though there is a slight reluctance in their eyes.

It turns out to be more than a little burnt. And dry. And the flavors of the sponge cake clashes a bit with the frosting. But even so, Arthur compliments Eames’ work. He tells them he loves it, and means it. “Better than any store bought cake,” he says.

“Don’t kid a kidder, love.” Eames looks away, biting their lip again. “We both know how shit I am at baking.”

“Maybe so,” Arthur wipes his mouth. “But I’m not kidding. I do love it - promise.” He covers Eames’ hand with his own.

Eames smirks. “Gonna give me a line about how it’s the thought that counts?”

“Nothing so obvious.” Arthur takes one last bite, leaving nothing but crumbs behind on his plate. “You made it. You tried. And I appreciate everything you’ve done for me today.” His eyes flit around briefly. “Even if you did leave a mess in your wake.”

“Eh, I’ll clean it up later.” Arthur opens his mouth to protest, but Eames continues. “Right now, I’m more eager to let you open your present.”

Arthur perks up. “Present?” He looks around.

“Yep. Present.” Eames’ smile is bold, and more than a little lascivious. “But you’ll have to follow me to get that one.” They incline their head towards the bedroom.

This earns them another eyebrow raise. “Oh? And what is this mysterious gift?” Arthur lets himself be pulled up and towards the adjacent room. “Can I get a hint?”

“So impatient,” Eames rolls their eyes. “But…” they take Arthur’s hand and draw him closer, resting it against the small of their back. Slowly, they let his fingers drift below the waistband of their trousers, where they know he’ll feel the smooth silk hiding underneath.

Arthur’s eyes widen. And darken with the thinnest veil of lust. He dips forward for a kiss, but Eames pulls away.

“Come on,” they say, dragging him forward again. Forward and into their bedroom before kicking the door closed behind them.

Turns out, Eames enjoys Arthur’s birthday present almost as much as Arthur does.

[bearlytolerant]

Thanks @atonalginger for the tag. Tagging anyone who sees this and wants to share. I forgot it was Wednesday 🤓 but I found a snippet that doesn’t spoil anything to share lol

Fang wrapped his hand around the stems, the black silk bow keeping them bunched together flopped over his thumb as he eyed the bouquet. Violet was speaking fast and acting strange but he put those observations aside to focus on the flowers. Ten white petals in two staggered layers with a bright yellow center. They smelled strong and sweet but not so strong that they assaulted the senses. “How is Sage?” He paused. “Is she safe? Sleeping—well?”

Violets lips curved into a mischievous grin. “Whoa, slow down there. That’s a lot of questions, coming from you.” She yanked an envelope out of the back pocket of her overalls and held it out for him. “But yeah, she’s doin just fine, and she’s safe. But she hasn’t mentioned sleep.” Her grin fell away and she toyed with the stray curl in front of her right ear. The envelope hung loosely in her other hand. “Did she tell you she hasn’t been sleeping well?”

He plucked the envelope out of her hand. “Patient confidentiality.”

Violet laughed, unwinding her finger from her hair. “Of course. Even though she’s not your patient, but Doctor Xu’s. But I get it. I respect it.” She stuffed her hands into her pockets. “Her letter earlier this week mentioned that she has plans to open a bakery here in Sandrock next season, right across from the clinic too.” She gestured at the old, rundown smithing building. “So you’ll get to ask her all your questions here soon enough yourself. I’m just glad she’s struck a chord with you.”

She hadn’t. Fang just wanted to make sure she was okay. That she was doing better. But Violet could believe whatever she liked. “What about you? Are you in need of any of my—medicine?” He turned his thoughts back to Violet.

“You’re a doll but I’m good. I’ve still got a full supply from last month.”

“Season change—soon. If you’re feeling unwell—come and see me.”

“Of course. You’re the sweetest, Fang.”

Fang simply nodded. “Your opinion—is not one widely held.”

“Well, it doesn’t need to be popular in order for it to be true,” she said, rocking back on her heels. Her hands flew back out of her pockets and slapped against her thighs. “Well, I'd love to hang out and chat more but I better get back to my shop. Got a couple of commissions to deliver. I’ll see ya at dinner!”

[consularmain]

Alliance Commander Ask Game

THE WAY I SCREAMED WHEN I FOUND THIS IN MY DRAFTS. I was tagged a very long time ago by @sullustangin to do this and I completely forgot

1) Who’s your Alliance Commander? What class are they? Alignment? Random other facts you wanna share?

My Jedi Knight is my canonical Commander for my legacy. Her name is Minerva and she’s been through a lot of changes since I started playing her in 2018. She is a Guardian tank with a Shadow secondary class. She’s trapped at Light 5 because of how the old alignment system worked, but I headcanon she’s closer to Light Three. She has one of the most detailed backstories I've ever made for a character and I'm so proud of her :') She's like my child lol

2) What’s a reason or two you like that this character is your Commander? Minerva is not and never wanted to be a leader in any way and I live for that kind of inner conflict. Plus the expansions feel very natural with the Knight as the Commander imo.

3) What’s a reason or two you don’t like about them being Commander? I can’t think of anything other than I wish the writers would let her get some rest. Give me a cutscene where she's just enjoying being with her friends and boyfriend pls

4) Why did this character of all your OCs become Commander? Like I said earlier, it felt natural for Minerva to continue her fight against Vitiate and she was also the first character I got to endgame before Onslaught came out so she's just fixed as the Commander in my mind.

5) Who did they side with? Did they stay loyal or go saboteur? Or maybe you headcanon they defect properly? Minerva decided to side with the Republic, but she kept the Alliance separate and declined the offer to become a member of the Order again. She believes in the Republic but she hasn’t been a Jedi for a long time – even before she was put in the carbonite. And it would be incredibly inappropriate given a new “attachment” in her life. 

6) Are there any NPC’s from the class stories you’d like to see/HC join the Alliance? Ex: Master Timmns, Ardun Kothe, Watcher One, etc. Lord. PRAVEN. In my hc, he was on Ossus during kotfe/kotet and joins the Alliance after Onslaught. He's Minerva's bestie and the writers can't take this away from me.

7) How’s your OC feeling about the current Malgus situation? She's over it, honestly. She is so tired of people coming back from the dead.

8) Are any of your other OC’s part of the Alliance? If yes what do they do for the Alliance? Do they get along with your Commander?

My Chiss trooper, Jame Harper, is Minerva's cousin but they're closer to sisters. Harper had given up hope she was still alive and attacked Zakuul to avenge her. Once she joins the Alliance, Harper is responsible for training new recruits and strategizing for the big battles.

After the incident on Dromund Kaas, Acina sent her Wrath to Odessen to show the Empire’s support. Tegan and Minerva’s old rivalry picked up right where it left off but now that they're on the same side, they actually start to respect each other. They become frenemies but it doesn't last long.

Freya and her Clan join Torian on Odessen and are responsible for keeping the peace between Imperial and Republic personnel. Freya knows Minerva doesn't have much family so she takes on an almost motherly role, fussing over her and making sure she takes care of herself.

My Smuggler, Lyall, is Minerva's eyes and ears in the Outer Rim. He's a friend to the Alliance, not an actual member, but he appreciates what they're trying to do. He and Minerva share a history so it's no big deal for him to help out on the occasional mission.

9) How does your OC feel about Odessen? (Bonus: how do you feel about it) Despite all the craziness around her, Minerva feels at peace on Odessen - something she's not felt in a long time. She loves the wild forests and the endless lakes and rivers. It feels like home. She's never felt that way about anywhere before, not even the Jedi Order. I personally love Odessen. I wish there was a stronghold on Odessen so I could decorate it to Minerva's tastes.

10) How does your Commander feel about being the Commander? To say Minerva has a complicated relationship with it would be an understatement. Some days, it's great. She's doing more for the galaxy than she ever could as a Jedi. But sometimes she realizes just how many lives will be effected by her decisions and she feels trapped. She doesn’t feel anyone should ever have so much power. But she's lucky to have such a strong support system behind her and they make it bearable.

11) Favorite place in the Alliance base? Minerva's favorite is the little pool at the base of the statue in the Force Enclave. She meditates for hours in the sunlight coming in through the crack in the ceiling. As for mine, it has to be the war room. I love seeing my companions just vibing with each other.

12) Favorite mission in KotFE? Definitely visiting the old world on Zakuul with Senya. I wish we got to see more of it or at least get a Zakuulan stronghold but I doubt the story will ever bring us back to Zakuul :(

13) Favorite mission in KotET? The palace mission, just because it's where we get Arcann lmao

14) Least favorite mission in either? Why? The walker missions are brutal. Except for the one on Iokath. That one is so much fun lol

15) Is your Commander successful because they’re skilled? Or are they perhaps just really lucky? Minerva has worked hard to hone her body and mind into a weapon, but she also believes the Force is on her side as long as she listens to it. To her, luck doesn't exist.

16) From our OC’s point of view, SoR -> KotET wasn’t a fun experience, did they develop any fears as a result? A lot of her fears were realized. She was abandoned by the people she trusted and the Jedi Order, the only constant in her life, was practically wiped out. Valkorion was once again in her head and the fear of him taking over at any given moment made her distance herself from the people around her in order to protect them. It was the loneliest period of her life. 

She also has a fear of public speaking so she hates it when she has to give speeches to encourage people.

17) AU time! If your Commander wasn’t Commander, which of your other OCs would have likely taken their place? Harper has a habit of falling into positions of leadership despite her loner attitude. I can see her somehow accidentally becoming Commander in Minerva's place because no one else stepped up.

18) Who’s someone your Commander hopes they never have to deal with again?

19) Does your Commander hold on to/still use any titles they earned before KotET? Minerva's begun to let go of her old life but she doesn't mind being called "Master" or "Battlemaster" by other Jedi. She earned those titles so it's a sign of respect for her.

20) Share something, anything at all, you want about your Commander that you’ve not really gotten the chance to share before but really want to. Minerva loves trashy entertainment. Holovids, shows, books - it doesn't matter, she loves it all. It's antithesis to everything she was used to growing up that she found it so compelling. She's also a sucker for those romance books you see in line at the grocery store.

[sugar-omi]

(Didn't want to distract from your original post)

I am sooo normal about Yandere!MC and Seemingly Normal!Cove <- (he's not normal, a normal person would be terrified if a yandere commits violence in their name.)

Like Cove deserves it. All three boys do, but Cove is my favorite by a little bit. (Plus I think Derek and Baxter would actually be normal here and scared lol)

((Two iterations of my Cove!Mc are yanderes for him with four total iterations of said MC.))

He'd be so sweet and melty for the MC omg... his woozy blushy smile when the MC comes to him covered in blood and talks to him in a sing-song tone about how they took out the person being a creep to him and how nobody's gonna come between them/hurt him and how much they love and adore him, how he's all theirs forever and ever, and more sweet nothings.

Just the most down bad catastrophic romantic words you can think of coming out of someone who's shaking from adrenaline and covered in blood.

((3/4 iterations of my Cove!MC ended up promising him at 13 when they get together that no one will ever hurt him now if they have their way.))

Depending on how hopelessly in love (mind-broken) Cove is, I can definitely see him being down to have sex/you claim him once more after killing someone with the body nearby.

feel free to relog my posts w anything you wanna add!!! I love it n 7/10 times we all have the same brain worms n it's beautiful

my brain is tainted w the thought of kissing or having sex w cove with blood still on your hands... body doesn't have to be nearby but smth abt it is so sexy isn't it???

or cove joining you in the shower, washing the blood off of you and giving you head afterward while still in the shower, clinging into his hair and the shower head. it's a good thing you have one of those grippy shower rugs in here

idk abt mind break/sherlock holmes syndrome bc I like the idea of him alrdy being a little outta it but maybe it's like a gradual thing like all their life mc has said crazy shit n if they come home a little bloody well that's so fucking sexy n he's only mildly concern now that your lips are on him

I can totally see this cove being into bdsm shit though

he'd say it offhandly one day when you're having a jealous fit "well put a collar on me then"

and so you get him a few to choose from maybe and a tag

it shouldn't turn him on, this is beyond kinky probably, maybe a normal person would consider this sick.

but his dick is straining against his pants and his heart is racing and he's getting so hot n dizzy just thinking abt it

n when it's on he can't help looking at you for approval, and if you're a real dog then you clip a leash onto him the second he's facing you or while he's looking in the mirror you come up from behind and show it to him

he's nervous, that's really inappropriate but fuck if he's not happy to wear it

so you clip it on him "this way you can never stray far from me. you're mine."

fuck he'll random send you pictures while you're at work with his collar on under his dress shirt. he wears it everywhere.

maybe don't let your family see it though and keep smth more... normal. for him to wear

I almost forgot ong but he'd prbly get your name tatted on him

maybe a tramp stamp or over his dick, or over his heart. wherever you want really

I think I said it but he'll flirt just to see that look come across your face. to feel and see how dangerous you are, how rough you are

you'll beat the guy or girls ass from the bar until you're kicked out by force and then you'll go home and rearrange his guts for flirting with some bitch on purpose.

it always leaves his hips sore and his voice hoarse or gone, and you're putting ointment on some of your deeper bites or hickeys with an apologic kiss and tone.

omfg he'll even fuck you in the car, the person that was flirting w him earlier will come around the side and gets a front row view to the car shaking, fogging up, and then he can see cove's hand slap against the window and his green hair against the window as you fuck him up against the door

or if you're really risky then you'll fuck him on the side of the building, his pants around his ankles as you take him from behind and his knees shaking as you grip his hair, pulling his hair back.

the person can see cove moaning loudly and begging you to choke him harder, to hit him harder..

sees how he smiles and laughs when you call him a slut, telling him how dirty he is for wanting it outside and to be seen.

yeah this cove is a total freak n his sanity is questionable

[lynderman]

𝙂𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙨𝙚 𝙊𝙛 𝙐𝙨 (Robin Arellano) Pt.7

Pairing: Robin Arellano x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,529

Date Published: 8/8/22

Tags: Angst, AU, Alternate Universe, Heartbreak, breakups, (past) fluff, eventual Vance Hopper X Reader, time-skips, flashbacks, confessions, fighting.

Description: (This AU Has no grabber what so ever. It's just with the characters. I'm also making them all 16-17 just because it seems better to me lol.)

You and Robin had been dating for quite a while. It all went downhill When he began to get into fights again. A bit later, you get with someone else. How will Robin handle seeing you with someone who isn't him?

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𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴

"Startled, are we?" You turned back from where Robin was sitting to look at vance. You forgot for a moment that he was even on top of you. Feeling your face heat up, you couldn't utter word to come out. "I'll take that as a yes." He said, getting off of you. He helped you stand up, but then you tripped and fell into his arms. At least you weren't on the ground again. "You can't get enough of me can you?" Vance asked as he squeezed your shoulders a bit. "Shut it." He chuckled and let you go.

The two of you continued to skate around the rink for a bit. It took Vance a good 45 minuets or so, but he eventually learned how to properly balance himself and skate without holding your hand for too long. Finney and Donna had skated up the two of you and began talking. You had talked about showing Donna a new trick you learned earlier, so now was the perfect time. As the two of you skated normally, Vance and Finney chatted quietly as they still fought for their lives.

"How've you been (Y/n)?" She asks as you two skate to the rhythm of the song playing. "I could be better." You never lied around Donna. You always told her the truth. She was probably one of thew most trustworthy people you knew. She also could tell when you were faking something or just flat out lying to her. "I heard about the fight. You didn't look too bad in the office though. Physically, I mean." She said with hesitation in her tone.

"Yeah. A lot of Paige's friends came into the bathroom after. Robin was there too. I still don't feel bad. For hurting Paige I mean. I just- I Promised I would stop letting anger out on people and fighting them. But she did start it. She said some bullshit about Robin. She said he cheated too! I mean can you believe that? I mean yeah, we broke up but Robin wouldn't ever cheat." Donna just nodded as she listened to you rant.

"It wasn't even that, that got me mad. It made me mad when she brought up my parents and Texas." Donna put her hand on your shoulder as you turned to her. "How did she know about it? Who told her? She thought I was from Jersey until someone told her!" She gave you a look of sympathy. "I found out I fractured her nose and dislocated her elbow. Serves her right. But do you know what made it all worse?" Donna shook her head.

"When Robin came in he was saying some stuff but I didn't bother to listen. Not until he goes: 'You're acting just like your dad.'." You cringed a bit as you finished her sentence. Donna let out a little gasp too. "No he didn't." You nodded. "He did! He didn't even apologize or anything! But after you walked by, I saw him too. He looked at me and then around the hall like some sort of check. But then when he started walking towards me, Vance came in and we started talking." As the two of you continued to skate around the rink, she listened to everything you had to say. You were really appreciative of her. It meant a great deal for you to have a friend who would listen. And maybe even understand. You eventually came to a stop and she did as well. You turned to Donna and looked at her, tears beginning to form in your eyes.

"I mean what if Robin is right? What if I am acting like my dad? What if I turn into him? What's gonna happen when-"

Donna quickly cut you off with a hug. She squeezed you as she ran her hand over your hair for a moment. You were thankful no one could see you crying because of the lights. When she let go, she put her hands on your shoulders And looked at you. "(Y/n). Don't listen to anything he has to say unless he apologizes. He overstepped a boundary saying that. And that's completely bullshit." You couldn't help but laugh. You'd only heard Donna ever cuss once and that was when Finney broke his arm. "You are perfect the way you are (Y/n). You don't need to change that for anyone. He had no right to compare you to your father. Sure, he may have been mad but that is not an excuse. I'm sorry he said that. But I can assure you, and I constantly will if you need me too."

"You are nothing like your father. You are you're own person. You're one of the bravest people I know. You're super smart and funny. And you always put others before yourself. And I'm proud I can call you my friend." You just hugged her tighter as more tears left your eyes. After a few moments she let go and smiled at you. "Now. Do you want to spend the rest of the night wallowing in your sorrows? Or do you wanna have fun?" You smiled at her as the two of you skated back over to your dates.

"You ok?" Vance asked as he grabbed your Hand. He gave you a look of concern. "I'm alright. I just was talking to Donna." She smiled at Vance as Finney looked at you. "Are you 2 going to do the couples skate?" Vance and you looked at each other confusingly. "When is-" As if on cue, Fly Me To The Moon By Frank Sinatra began to play in place of the previous song. Finney and Donna waved goodbye before they began to skate hand in hand. All the people around the rink began to skate and it was getting a bit crowded.

"Do you wanna?" "Only if you want to."

Vance seemed to like your reply since he intertwined his hand with yours and led you closer to the center. While you were busy talking to Donna, Finney had showed Vance how to keep better balance. "Wow Vance. You aren't stumbling every 2 feet. Good job." You said, leaning against him slightly. "Yeah yeah, whatever." Looking around the rink, you saw how many couples there were inside. There were very few people not skating.

Robin was one of them.

You noticed how he was sitting at the same bench as earlier. He wasn't looking at you, instead he was looking down. You knew he didn't like to sit alone. Paige was in the hospital, all her friends were with someone, and Finney was with Donna. So that left him by himself. Soon enough, he seemed to notice you staring. When he did, he looked down again before getting up and going to the bathroom.

You focused your attention back on Vance until the couples song was over. The two of you skated for a bit longer before his friend asked if he wanted to play Pool with him. He turned to check with you, but you said it was fine. As he went one way, you went the other to the concessions stand. There were 2 lines, and for once they were both empty. Looking at the menu as you walked, you had made up your mind by the time you got there.

"Can I get a Large Coca Cola slurpee?"

You turned to your left to see Robin looking back at you. The two of you had ordered the same thing at the same time. The lady who took your order looked between the two of you. "Sorry. I only have one cup for that left." You looked back at him then to her. "He can have it. Can I just get a bottle of water please?" She nodded and went to grab it. When she came back you handed her your money and walked away. You still couldn't see anyone you knew, so you walked out to the patio.

Outside there was a small skatepark. There were a few people there but not as many as inside, so you decided to take a seat on the bench nearby. You took a sip of your water. You really wanted that Slurpee. What kind of coincidence was it that Robin would order that too? Maybe he saw you go up there? Or did you just miss him when you looked around. He did go to the bathroom but-

"Hey."

You looked to your left to see Robin standing next to you. He had the slurpee in his hand and a bag of your favorite candy in his pocket. You didn't say anything. He stood there for a moment before asking if he could sit next to you. You hesitated a bit. No, a lot. You hesitated a lot. What if he just scolds you? Or even worse, brags about Paige. Why would he even want to be by you?

"Sure." You mentally punched yourself for saying yes. He sat down. "I feel kinda bad for taking the last one so-" He handed you the drink as well as the candy. You didn't really know what to say. You just gave him a faint smile as you took them both. You put the candy in your pocket before taking a sip of the slurpee. As you sat your hands down you felt his grab yours. "Is this my bandanna?" You panicked. You can't say no, since he clearly knew it was his. Or do you just lie your way through and-

"Yeah. It is." You punched yourself again in your head. He held your hand in his as he slowly unwrapped your knot. Why were you letting him do this in the first place? He broke up with you and wanted nothing to do with you right? You tensed your hand when the wind blew as the open wound became exposed. "(Y/n)..Thats a really large cut." You were still silent. He re-wrapped the current hand before untying the other one and examining it as well.

"Are you ok? I mean you looked pretty beaten up. But not as bad as her.." You laughed vaguely as he finished tying your other hand. "You saw her didn't you?" You could hear him chuckle in response. Then it was silent again. "Look." You turned back to face him and away from the moon. "I'm sorry about what I said today. I didn't mean it. I know you probably don't believe that but I really didn't. I just got mad and it slipped out." You didn't want to cry again tonight. You were over the moon that he apologized for saying what he did. "It's ok." You smiled faintly and he returned it. "I'm also sorry for when I left-"

"What the hell is this?"

The two of you looked up, startled to find Vance standing in front of you. He looked mad. But not at you. At Robin specifically. There should've been steam coming out of his ears. "Why the shit are you with (Y/n), Arellano? The last time I checked, you were the one who left her. Not the other way around. I saw you come outside after she did. What're you planning to do now? Make her cry again? That's all you seem to be good for anyways." Robin stood up to face Vance. "Look. All I did was give her the drink she left at the concession stand ok? There's no need for you-"

Vance cut him off with a punch to his face.

Robin took a few steps back and looked between the two of you. He then swung back at vance but 4 times harder. Vance apparently didn't see it coming, because his left eye got hit. The two of them were going to get the cops called on them again. Before it could go on any longer, you got up and walked over to Vance. "C'mon. He isn't worth our time ok? Let's just get out of here." Vance didn't say anything as he stormed off inside. As Robin was about to walk away, you grabbed his wrist. He turned around to look at you.

You opened his hand and gave him a half of the bandanna that was around your hands. You Looked up at him as you closed his hand, giving him a small squeeze. "I'm sorry Robin." Was all you could manage to say before you walked off. You followed Vance out. Donna had stopped you to ask what happened but you couldn't tell her. You just told her to ask billy to give them a ride home.

As you walked out of the rink, vance was waiting by your car. His left eye was already starting to bruise. You walked up to him and stopped. "Vance-" He interrupted you as he wrapped his arms around you. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that. I just- I just got upset. I don't want to see him hurt you again is all. You deserve better." You put your head to his chest as you hugged him back. "Thank you Vance."

You couldn't tell him that you wished he was Robin. How much you longed to be in his arms. The way your heart skipped a beat when he held your hands so gently. How you just about melted when he smiled at you. And how appreciated you'd felt when he apologized for today. You wanted to hear what else he had to say but, it didn't happen. You and Vance stood like that for a moment before you said you would drive him home.

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After you had dropped Vance off you had taken the longer route home. Well, you had to. The closest gas station was about 10 minuets away anyways. When you got home, your mom still hadn't returned. You checked every room. All the doors were still locked. She must be out at a bar. She didn't work on Saturdays so she spent the nights before with her boyfriend.

Boyfriend.

As you showered and got ready for bed that night all you could think about was your ex boyfriend. He still took up every part of your head. Every empty moment you had would be filled with memories of him. Your room wasn't much of help either. At the start of 9th grade, he had come over to help redecorate it after seeing it for the first time. Next to your bed, you had a small shelf of all the things he had ever given you. There was a string of photos on your headboard too.

You could hear rain begin to pour as you turned off your lamp and got into bed. You turned over and grabbed a stuffed animal near you. It was a small cow that Robin had gotten you as a souvenir when the visited Texas last summer. You held it tightly against your chest as a tear fell onto your pillow. You wanted nothing more in that moment to Hold him one more time.

𝘚𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘐'𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴

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@cherry-blossom-inferno replied to your post “Which are the biggest examples of cowardice from...”:

This is wrong though. We do have Holst's reaction to Claude's ideas. It's in his A support with Claude and Holst is cool with it. He even calls himself Claude's #1 fan.

​Thanks to your comment, I realised I forgot a word in the earlier post lol (tfw you type on mobile)

If the Goneril issue was adressed, we could have had Hilda/Holst/their mom/their second degree cousin say that they are at least treating the Almyran children as human beings (lel) which is already giving them more care than what Almyrans do when they raid and pillage and “rampage” in Fodlan cities - maybe with some sort of Matthias-like example, Almyrans killing a pregnant woman, or, idk to keep in the “grandma from the 1800s tells me what the Orient is like” bias, captured women or what not

But as I typed it under this paragraph, it's only fuel for an AU (I didn't forgot the tag this time!) so yes, canon Holst and Claude support doesn't match this, because this is an AU, or a headcanon if you prefer.

That being said, Holst's reaction to Claude's ideas are sort of what the anon was talking about?

Canon Holst gives this :

And you also wish to establish relations with people from other lands, and those who follow other faiths. Is that accurate? Does this also extend to Fódlan's Throat? Will you throw open its gates and look to establish a friendly relationship with the Almyrans?

Logically, Holst wonders about "people from other lands" and the prospect of establishing friendly relationships with Almyrans.

And what of House Goneril, a family long seen as the enemy of the Almyrans?

Holst makes explicit mention of his house, who has been tasked with protecting the border since, well, idk when. Even if he sorts of reverse the issue for me, as the head of House Goneril, should he call himself someone who is seen as "the enemy of the Almyrans", and not put his people situation's first, saying House Goneril has been protecting Fodlan from Almyra, instead of being its enemy?

Would you send its only daughter to form a marital bond with the Almyran royal family? Is that a possible scenario?

And then all of the plot intricacies disappear in thin air, this is the equivalent of a Fjorming Bond or even worse, a FB being taken over by Ilyana with her "i love to eat" trope - this support might have tackled the year of prejudice Holst (and Hilda, as it is revealed in Houses!) have, arguably because they are protecting their people from Nader's weekly "rampages" or "tourism".

Or, idk, when Holst mentioned wanting to created "friendly relationships with Almyra", Claude might have added "friendly means feeding them everyday if you're taking prisoners, even children".

As the Nopes canon conversation goes, we basically have the equivalent of Caineghis agreeing with whoever was the sick fuck who enslaved Muarim to build "friendly relationships" between Laguz and Beorcs. And instead of talking about Muarim or the enslaved Laguz, we talk about Lyre's future prospects for marriage.

As @megafan1993 pointed out, even if we only have NPCs without a sprite, the Sreng/Faerghus conflict is tackled more seriously and with more gravitas than what was supposed to be Claude's core points (or one of his cores?), the prejudice between Fodlan and Almyra. We have a conflict based on ressources, resentment on both sides, civilians/non-fighters being targeted by both Faerghus/Sreng, extreme prejudice and an idiot who thinks it's time to stop and tries to stop the conflict.

On the other hand, you have an Almyran Prince who doesn't seem to be aware of the weekly raids, who wants to open borders regardless of said weekly raids, the House who defends their land from weekly raids has resentment against Almyrans, to the point of taking their children and "feeding them every 29th of February" - and yet we're supposed to believe the fissure between Fodlan and Almyra is mended in GW/VW off-screen because everyone loves to drink, to the point where Almyrans pillaging and rampaging in cities is nothing more than a joke, and no one ever gives a fuck about the "fed only every 29th of February" children?

We instead have a "joke" about Holst giving his blessings to marrying off his sister to Almyran Royalty ?

If Nopes (and arguably, Houses) didn't want to treat the "bridging the gap between two warring states" seriously and wanted to have a more Awakening-like resolution to conflicts only existing in the BG to provide sobby backstories to characters, then why did they brought more serious writing regarding Faerghus, and arguably, the CoS's writing?

House Goneril saw Almyrans as"rough and unreliable", people who "attack without reason and break treaties and tell lies" or are "brutes".

Holst seemed more open-minded than his sister regarding Almyrans (even if, apparently, you can still be "a prisoner fed once in a blue moon" and respected in Holst's mind?) but, once again, those previous bias are never adressed in Nopes, especially when Shahid apparently "attacks without reason", when nader is "rough" and a "brute" when he wants to bring souvenirs or pillage or rampage in cities the Federation is going to fight in, or even when Claude and his Almyran allies "break treaties" by letting Randolph die.

Tl;Dr : when canon sucks, people come up with transformative works

[jiangwanyinscatmom]

Can't understand how chengcheng fans has always been the first who started to disgust people and start a war in the fandom.

Let me tell you a story. In China itself, modao once was a peaceful fandom on Lofter or Weibo during 2016-18, because the fans are all coming from reading the novel. At most they like the friendship of young Shuangjie but not UwU-ing so bad while scolding WangXian.

It was Not until late 2018-19 when donghua and CQL came out. A lot of JC stans spread like moss, either baby-ing JC or breaking WangXian by saying ChengXian originally is the official pair but because LWJ got popular mxtx give it to him (simply daydreaming😒 Even before writing, mxtx has said she first constructed what kind of protagonist she'd write and what kind of Husband he'd get thus WangXian are canon even before the making of MDZS).

At first the pairing of JC with LXC originally came due to the coincidence of Shuangjie and Shuangbi, but afterward, they literally recruit almost every character in MDZS to love their chengcheng. Such as ChengNing, ChengQing, ChengJingyi, RuohanCheng, ChengYao, SangCheng, even incest ChengYanli! etc, because chengcheng is pitiful being alone and he needs much love, lol. And finally, they simply insult both WangXian for betraying JC for love, or wen sibling for whatever sin they said to be guilty of, insulting Jin Guangyao for the third party between XiCheng (almost every XiCheng fanfic must hate and step on JGY to dregs to make JC look so much better, which is funny because XiYao is kinda popular in China much earlier, so this is a tense war, poor Xichen though🤣).

The even funnier thing is that they started to protest "why can't official pairing be broken?". In China, fans are pretty strict to official pairing (even the role of top/bottom, so this is really getting on a lot of people's nerves). If previously they robbed WWX and hate LWJ, now they started to rob LWJ and hate WWX. Yes. They think why did WWX get all the best thing? Why can't LWJ love and pamper their chengcheng? (Oh they already forgot about pairing LXC with JC in order to pamper him in the early days, can't get enough and want more).

There is even a party of DuWei or HeiMXTX(smth like antiwwx and antimxtx here), distorting canon facts (practically the so called canon they say is by ignoring 80℅ of facts itself), distorting every good intention of WWX into sinful and wrong things, even stepping on mxtx and slander her for neglecting her character just to make way for wangxian. The funny thing is that not even JGY Stan are as hardworking as them in slandering WWX and mxtx, when JGY literally got butchered in the end compared to the alive and kicking JC.

Naturally, WangXian fans get disgusted so bad they retaliated hard😂 around 2019 and intensified around 2020-21 (now the fandom has cooled down a bit). All kinds of meta and fanfic to slap awake those daydreaming ChengDu (literally mean Poisonous Cheng) are made. We can find tens of thousands articles (there are different tags, so rounding them up, it is more than 100k articles) has been written to refute the weird logic-brainwashing from JC stans on Lofter or Weibo.

This. At this point, came another problem.

Some of them simply hated JC but think that JFM and JYL are good people (which I also think so, they are just simply normal people who treat WWX just like how normal people in their shoes would be, without particular malice or hidden conspiracy). Some of them got angry for ChengDu remarks who said WWX owe YMJ for life, so they feel disdain even to JFM and JYL because those 2's kindness arent so great, if they were replaced by someone else WWX could even be treated better, yet why did it got said WWX owe them so much? Small portion of them even turn to dislike JYL so bad for being an ignorant and almost love brain Mary Sue girl, in retaliation of ChengDu who practically insult all kind of shits about WWX and Wen Qing while putting the saint family YunmengJiang onto the pedestal (including JYL), lol.

Anyway, there are all kind of different sides even for those who hated JC and his poisonous fanatic. But each one of them came due to JC Stan brainless remarks in the first place, lmao.

But what I want to say is, no matter what country, no matter what fandom, whether local or international, why is it always those JC stan who started to first disgust people and provoking a fight? Like, is this really hereditary? Those who worshipped JC are destined to distort the canon facts, refuse to accept reality, must insult and slander other characters to whitewash their own idol?

That has always been a mystery to me🙃

I think my largest frustration with the English side of the base is, that I never had to defend the fact that the Ancestral Hall fight, was never in the wrong for Wangxian and Wen Ning when it came to Chinese fans. This is completely on the side of mostly American fans.

I remember the mess of Jiang Cheng fans while the novel was being written only to have been replaced by nastier Xue Yang fans that were the ones to chase MXTX finally off of weibo, which is honestly as notoriously gross to creators as twitter is on the western side of things. It stopped once they didn't get what they wanted, and at least JC stans there stay in their corner because they know they will be mocked to hell and back for claiming distorted canon is actually true (trust me bro).

I can very much deal with Chinese mainland and Taiwan fans as they are well aware what fanon and canon separation is. What I am shocked about is how heavily I still get insulting anons and slurs from his base specifically that do only speak English and use some distorted meta that argues about "cultural sensitivity" yet they don't have anything other than some weak argument about their own personal life as proof of it all to try to shut me down when I speak about the abuse Wei Wuxian did face from Jiang Cheng's actions.

I don't mind fanon, I ship Xicheng as I have said multiple times. I can deal with a softer Jiang Cheng as long as there is acknowledgment of his past actions being shit and him having to work damn hard to be a better person for the people he supposedly loves so much. Yet I am still being told "personal experience is always different so that means this behavior from him is actually okay", when no, because the author of the work makes it textually aware that it is not at all ever meant to be a reason to take Jiang Cheng's side. Just because you, personally, relate to a character does not mean the text of them being meant as an antagonist changes suddenly. Your unhappiness of that does not change the story that is shown and what we are meant to generally pull from each of his interactions with Wei Wuxian.

I am tired of being told to accept that people want to make a hateful homophobic, selfish rich man, as something else and demanded to accept that people want to project that instead of what he is. I don't need to accept that because my rejection of that "hurt feelings." I am not here to say all interpretations are valid, because it is not truthful to the story text or the author's further clarifications of how she meant for him to be perceived.

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I know I should've made this earlier but like, idk. anyway, welcome to my blog! :D

I just listed some things about my blog that I want others to know, along with some stuff 'bout myself lol (might update later in the future)

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★ as stated in my description, I'm an artist and a writer! however, I'm not very experienced in either fields so I apologize if it's not very good, but I'm learning as much as I can! though, I'm not taking any art or writing requests at the moment

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