#i have no commentary on the staring tho there is so much staring in this household

[hazard-and-friends]

my pure herdy dog is experimenting with exactly how flat she can get and the herding mix is nesting in all of his blankets we are not the same

[oceantornadoo]

IDK! HEAR ME OUT THO!!!

Simon, staging the break in and what not so he could push you back into his arms??? INSANE!

Delicious story. Thank you for the food! <3

so originally when i made that last fic (which unexpectedly blew up tysm everyone) i added in the creepy elements almost on accident?? but this and another reply has me thinking...

tw: slight humiliation (but you'll like it)=

simon riley wasn't a bad man. he also wasn't a bad husband. at least that's what he told himself.

when you had presented him with those divorce papers a bit ago (13 months and 4 days, but who was counting), he thought it was a bluff. a joke. he had gone too far in your last argument, and that was your reaction. when he told you he'd go to therapy, you stared at him with a look he'd only see on men in the battlefield. dead all the way through, a walking husk. so he signed them and went to therapy anyways.

the whole time, this whole 13-month break, where you had been 'building a new life' or whatever, he had been planning. internalizing the commentary his therapist would make, and then spitting it back out to you while you moved out of his place. every time you seemed to forget one extra box, and who's to say if he hid a couple in his room? he had a plan.

over time, simon really seemed to have learned so much from therapy. so much about communication. he had become open and welcoming, far from that man who would respond to your complaints with hard stares and a lack of words. so maybe you met for coffee a couple of times and that's how he knew about the cafe by your new place. maybe that's how he tailed you one night after a date, just to make sure this new guy didn't try anything (and not to figure out your unit number). whatever he did, he played a dangerous game by letting you have this illusion of freedom while balancing his presence in your life, just enough to make you want more. after weeks and week of stagnant progress, he needed one extra push. something small, not even a shove.

and if he happened to mention your unit number to a bunch of shady guys that hung out in the alley by your building? happened to brag about your pretty pussy and sweet-smelling panties? maybe mention your habit of not locking the window when you left for work? who's to say. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

and now here you were, back in his arms where you belonged. a little frightened but comforted in the knowledge that he could protect you. the ghost wasn't shed when he took his mask off, but you didn't need to know that.

--

your body was so used to being in simon's arms you didn't even realize you had been grinding on him for the past ten minutes. his boxers you wore were sticky with arousal as you grinded against his clothed cock in the dark. even in your dream, it was simon underneath you, no one else. "si." you panted, a near-whisper that only a military man could have heard. "dove?" he adjusted your sleeping positions, tossing the covers to give you more room to maneuver against him.

"i know i said that thing about the line not being crossed." he gave you a low chuckle. silly little girl. you had finally realized how much you needed him and he was going to milk you for all you were worth. "and?" you stopped. shit. he needed to seem more responsive. he moved you from his thigh to his boner using one arm, the other one snaking its way under your shirt to stroke your back. you moaned as he massaged the tension from the day's earlier events away, giving you sweet relief. the sweetness of the massage made a hard contrast to the friction in your core as he rubbed you against his hardened cock.

"spit it out, baby." he growled. "can you-fuck." his hand had moved to the back of your neck now, holding it in a tight grip. his hand was so large he could feel the pulse points on either side of your jaw, heart racing. finally. "can you get me off? just this once?" he snorted, moving you up and down against him faster, dragging your sensitive clit over and over. "what's the magic word?" he flipped you both around, pressing his body weight on top of you.

simon turned the light on, wanting to see how needy you were. you were panting, shirt sticky with sweat as your chest moved up and down with exertion. he hiked up your shirt and took off your boxers, exposing your sticky cunt to the cool air. he took a sniff of the fabric, noting your small gasp as if you didn't know how obsessed he was with you already. "magic word." your mouth dropped. guess you weren't getting off that easily. "please, simon." he clucked his tongue at that. "ghost?" he left out a short laugh, arms reaching out to tug his shirt off of you. your nipples were so hard, aching to be pinched and sucked just how you liked them. "not ghost." he reached over to his nightstand, pulling something out of the drawer. he fumbled with his hand for a second, then held yours up to the light as he slipped something on it.

"husband." the words left your mouth in a whoosh, eyes transfixed on your wedding ring that was on your hand. the one you had flung at him after he complained about the divorce papers, the one you said you'd rather die than wear again. and here it was, right back on your finger, sparkling in the lamplight.

simon captured your mouth in a rough kiss, entering you with his ring and middle finger at the same time. "so willing for your husband, hm? all puffy and wet. look at your cunt, darling." you both looked down at your pussy at the same time. it was squelching, your vibrator sessions not holding a candle to what your ex husband could do to you. you were almost embarrassed by how desperate your pussy looked, clit enlarged from its earlier friction. his fingers worked in and out of you, wedding ring covered in slick. you watched as he pressed his thumb to your clit in small circles, a tightening sensation in your lower belly rising to the surface. "simon, si-fuck" he gave your pussy a small slap, pulling his fingers out as you addressed him incorrectly. "husband, please." he entered you again roughly, drawing a low moan from you. he captured your nipple in his mouth, teething it just enough to make you hurt. punishment.

"please please please i'm right ther-" he pressed hard against your clit and sent you careening off the edge into your orgasm, back bowing off the bed. simon gave you small love bites as you recovered, hand still working your cunt to draw out your orgasm.

finally, he removed his fingers and drew back from you, forcing eye contact. he put both in his mouth, moaning at the taste of your arousal mixed with the metal from the wedding band. your jaw was still open, looking at him like you had never seen him before. like the sheep's skin had finally been removed, and now only the wolf remained.

"let's get you to bed, wife."

[nishibons]

𝐇𝐄𝐘, 𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝐌𝐄 . . .

or piwon pining thoughts/texts

warnings na genre fluff word count eight hundred excluding texts

note hiii everybody!! sorry i disappeared for a bit but ive been busy with uni TT i got an 85 on my recent assignment tho so everybody cheer… anyway ive been obsessed with piwon lately hence this post but fear not i have an enha version coming soon

keeho

confident but humble. he doesn’t have any expectations for your relationship but hopes that you’ll eventually catch on to his borderline obnoxious flirting, and better yet, reciprocate. if you do happen to return his feelings, he doesn’t waste any time in asking you out properly, because why wait? his friends say he laughs too loud around you for you to not know about his feelings, but he swears that they’re just being dramatic… he’s so normal and chill about you, really, that joke about the refrigerator or something was just funny!

taeyang

an absolute menace. you end up assuming that he hates you with how he stares you down whenever you enter his vicinity and with how he exchanges hushed whispers with his friends from across the room, silenced only when he turns his head far away enough to steal glances at you. eventually, once he asks for your number under the guise of it apparently being weird that you were the only two between your mutual friend groups to not have exchanged numbers, he plays into this idea, hoping he can pull off some sort of enemies to lovers trope, because it always works in books, right? in truth, he’s just a little bit apprehensive about the vulnerability that comes with liking someone, and tries to preserve his pride with thinly veiled insults that upon second glance quickly fall apart. can you melt his icy cold heart? (the answer is yes.)

jiung

likes you from the very beginning, but is a strong believer in the idea that lovers should be friends first, so he tries his best to establish a genuine relationship with you before he even begins to think about making any moves. he shows strong initiative even throughout your friendship–whether it’s invitations to meet up for lunch, to see that movie you’ve been eagerly waiting the release of, or even paying for your coffee every single time, he’s quick to assure you and dispels any worries you might have about repaying him with a wave of his hand and a bright smile–your company is enough, he says, and if you end up falling for him (who wouldn’t?) he, of course, eagerly awaits the day he can take you for an actual date, but enjoys every moment he spends with you until then just as much.

intak

by far the most shameless with his affection. he can’t help it–you have him hopelessly whipped from the very beginning and he’s terrible at hiding it anyway, so why not lean into it? the first to jump up from his seat when you mention being thirsty–water or juice? and the first to compliment you regardless of the circumstances of your meeting, even on those days you can’t manage anything but a sweater pulled hastily over your shoulders and a messy updo. it’s impossible not to feel flattered around him, and he’s honestly not even actively trying to flatter you, he’s just being wholly honest. if you ever want to shut him up, just compliment him back–hopefully you have a stretcher on hand!

shota

the cutest ever. you catch him staring at you more than a few times before he eventually works up the nerve to approach you, and initially you’re intimidated–but the moment he opens his mouth you know that he’s harmless, and obscenely adorable to beat. he’s not the greatest at expressing himself with words, so he makes sure to show that he likes you by sending you things that remind him of you–songs from an artist he likes, those little figures you collect he sees in the window of a store on the way to work, a rainbow in the sky after a rainy morning. sometimes he provides some commentary, or a cute emoticon, and other times he says nothing, sending only a simple picture and hoping that you can feel even just some of the many emotions that rush through him at the thought of you and have his heart fluttering in his chest when you eventually reply.

jongseob

the sweetest of angels. he doesn’t crush often, but when he does, he crushes hard, so he doesn’t want to mess it up. though he’s rather reserved on the flirting front, he makes sure to send good morning and good night texts every day, without fail, on top of the seemingly random yet innocuous questions he asks throughout the day–what did you eat for lunch? how was work? any thoughts on this new album that just came out? part of it is in hopes that eventually you’ll fall for him as he did you, but he does also take genuine interest in you as a person and wants to know everything about you there is to know if you’ll just give him the chance. flirt with him at all and you’ll very quickly have him turning into a giggling, indecipherably stammering mess.

[lil-binuu]

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔

Stealing Elias’s clothes

290 words (and this is generous)

HERE YOU GO POOKIE @xzhdjsj TY FOR BEING SO PATIENT ML?? DANG I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS EVEN THO ITS SHIT AS HELL

I don’t know what evil spirit condemned me to write this but I sat down to write and now we’re here. Prayers, my friends.

It did take me a while, as I lost too much respect for myself but i’ve finished it FINALLY.

Side note: I was fighting every urge in my body to write jumper instead of sweater because i’m british..

tried to make it all lovey-dovey but now elias just looks like an animal 💀

Enough commentary, Good luck reading this..

“Hey yn, have you seen my sweater-”

Elias’s eyes fell on you, absorbing the sight in front of him.

You leaning over the kitchen counter, reaching up into the cupboard above your head. Stretching out your arms, pulling his oversized sweater up to reveal your body.

The sight left Elias speechless.

He couldn't draw his eyes away for the life of him. He scanned every part of your body, soaking in your beauty, each moment he looked at you he became more and more addicted.

Seeing you in his clothes like that made him goddamn crazy.

For a second he forgets how to use his brain, standing glued to the spot in a trance - under a spell that you placed upon him - only broken when you turned around and faced him.

“Hmm? Oh sorry, I took it.” You replied. You could almost hear the people on the other side of the cameras, it was so quiet.

You blushed awkwardly, “Sorry do you mind?” Again, met with silence. No words fell from Elias’s lips - maybe a bit of drool, but.. AHAHA NO LMAO

You stared blankly at him for a second. That seemed to do the trick.

“..OH, no I don’t mind. :))”

“Are you sure?” A stupid question, Elias wasn’t even sure he was alive right now.

“Yupp”

It’s needless to say Elias spent the rest of the day very content, it’s difficult not to notice. But you’ll never notice how, from then on, Elias mixes up his clothes with yours in the laundry on purpose, or how he throws a couple of his shirts next to yours in the hopes you’ll pick it up. He just wants to see you wear his clothes again, it’s hardly his fault you look so cute in them.

I think it’s quite obvious that I cringed heavily whilst writing this. Anyways, you’re welcome.

[helenkordart]

This was a bit of an insane project! I decided to draw all the designs from the various official arts we have gotten over the years. A bit of an archiving project! I tried to make them as accurate as possible. It involved a lot of guesswork tho, since most of them don′t show the full designs. Let′s just say that only 5 of these (and I mean five figures, not design sets lmao) show any kinds of shoes.

I do love seeing the design elements that carry over between the designs tho. Ququ is a cold boy and has to have some kind of fur or a scarf. Feng-er doesn′t want a speck of dirt to touch him and prefers high collars and bracers and high boots (the boots ARE book canon tho). I also love that there′s only three designs that have Ququ wear some kind of crown, the rest is just ribbons or nothing at all, despite the jade crown being mentioned at least once. Like no, we want the boy to be cozy and prevent headaches...!

Please tell me which designs are your favourite! Mine is the official manhua design, mostly because it′s honestly such a smart design, especially Ququ. Like you can tell the artist looked at Ququ and his specific disabilities and worked from there. Besides the hair ribbon, my favourite small detail is the arm warmers that look like compression gloves used for arthritis 🥹 That one means so much to me. Also the difference in layers between Ququ (I′m cold) and Feng-er (ew no dirt touch me ew). It′s just. So nice 🥹♥️

If you want the corresponding official arts, I′ve posted them in the thread on twitter! Anyway here′s which is which with more commentary lmao sorry I cannot shut up about these so much thought actually went into making them and this is the only place where I can actually talk about them properly 🥹

The designs from the first discontinued manhua- Some people in the fandom prefer these because they say they feel more adult but no, sorry, sure the art skill might be better but they just. Don′t feel like Fengcuis to me. Like I would′ve learned to love them but I′d never exchange them for the main ones we got. Plus the character designs changed between all the panels, so trying to chase down a specific design was hell. I′m glad Ququ showed up only in one panel so I didn′t have to do that again lmaoo

The designs from the official manhua- I already explained above why I love them so much. Just. These are THE designs for me. I see these little guys and my heart goes doki doki. If (when) I make lil standees, I′ll very probably use these

The designs from my favourite of the manhua covers- you don′t understandddddddddddddddddddddddddd I love this cover so much. To say I′m insane about it is an understatement. Just. Look at the cover art. Feng-er staring directly into the camera, challenging. Ququ looking soooo kissable. Their entwined fingers. Ququ wearing a jade bracelet in the colours of Feng-er′s robes. I′m just. Vrrrrrrr bark bark BARK. Also had to make MORE patterns for this one. Still not sure I did it proper justice tho 🥹

The manhua-canon modern au outfits- I still can′t believe we got a canon modern au where singer-spy Feng-er kidnaps doctor Ququ on a mission-date and has him hold a silly baloon all day and wear a cute little cap with a silly little cockatoo on it and then they wish each other a happy new year during a sunset on top of the ferris wheel AND I′M SUPPOSED TO BE NORMAL ABOUT IT???????????? Anyway Ququ in his tweed collection is so cute. Mwah. Best boy. Feng-er come on tug on his scarf and kiss him. Do it. Now

Designs from the covers of the traditional edition- these designs are pretty unique while still feeling in character, which is cool! Ququ is such a fancy lil lad here. And I′m obsessed with his... frog? Mousie? Front clasp. I made it a little fox because of course I did

Design from the 1st cover of the simplified edition- I don′t have that much to say about these honestly except that they′re very pretty. I love that Feng-er′s top robe is sheer and I love the silver embroidery, even if it took me some time to figure out how tf to draw it

Design from the 2st cover (Ququ) and 3rd cover (Feng-er) of the simplified edition- that Ququ design drives me crazy. He looks so soft and cozy, you wouldn′t guess that this is the meanest most repressed bitchiest man in all of ye olde Sui dynasty. I want to squeeze him. Cute agression overload. Meanwhile I couldn′t figure out what Feng-er′s belt and hem was doing pattern wise so I just winged it lol.

Fengcuis cosplaying a married couple with designs from the Thai vol. 1+2 freebie- God. Funniest arc in the entire book. They′re insane. They′re perfect for each other. Peerlessly matched. One day I′ll draw more of unhinged wife Feng-er because seriously. Their idea of heterosexual marriage is SO funny. They′re so real for that. And the og chibi designs are SO cute. Ququ′s sweaty little face. This was your idea gay boy, suffer

Audio drama designs from first half of season 1- These are so funny bcs the difference of the designs is like. Main covers: beautiful and ethereal. Minisode covers: Ququ is A Tube with a head on top. Slappy fights. Beautiful. No notes. TubeQu is a god′s perfect creature

Audio drama designs from second half of season 1- I said it before but these just feel too generic to be properly them. While drawing them they did kinda grow on me, at least Feng-er, since his expression is kinda perfectly smug. Im still ehhh on the Ququ tho. He′d look better without the crown.

Designs from Thai covers 1+2- oh man lol the thai covers. I was joking that I could not save the Feng-er, but he did grow on me. It might be that he looks proper manic with the chibi base I drew 😂 But he′d look so much cuter with bangs. Idk why the artist did him like this. Meanwhile Ququ is the most beautiful man alive. I mean it′s what he deserves, but it′s still very funny. Also LOVE how big and fluffy his collar is.

Designs from Thai cover 3- besides my other issues with the thai design, the colours on Feng-er just clash lmao I′m sorry, again why did the thai artist have to do him like this 😂 meanwhile the coat on Ququ is not a colour I′ve ever seen him in, but yknow what it works surprisingly well. He continues to be the most beautiful man around. Sorry king is that horrible peacock bothering you

[makipedia]

your only golden girl.

i've been dead af lately☠ i have a few drafts that i'm working on rn so ima work on that after this but rn i have the best idea for maki content >:)

Paring: Maki Zenin x F!Reader

warnings: a bit of a yandere theme? idk, she's just a bit possessive here, that's all,, suggestive ig tho nothing really happens, my writing quality turning to shit

word count: 1.9k

note: i'm obsessed with her. ☠

on days where maki would be humbled when she would always pride in herself as 'cool and collected,' it would always be when someone was taking up too much of your time; be it panda, toge, yuji or even gojo, she'd always find herself in a mood and having a frown on her face for days on end. whenever that happens, you'd always have to guess what's wrong, and you almost never get it right, so you're left in a mood as well when maki wouldn't tell you what's wrong with the same exact saying, 'figure it out.'

when she was moody, it affected everyone else, too. she'd always take her anger out on training, being too rough with whoever her training partner is (if it's whoever's been hogging up your time, she'd go twice as hard, leaving them sore afterwards) and not think about how humbled she just got. it would affect how everyone focuses in classes which all of you don't really need as jujutsu sorcerers. for example, when maki was pissed off at megumi one day for being your training partner instead of her, she ripped off tiny pieces of paper, took a straw that she used from lunch earlier that day, and kept shooting paper wads through it, aiming it straight at megumi. it was also one of those uncommon times where she was a bit childish (even when she tells everyone she's not).

and today was one of those days when maki walked out onto the training field and saw that you were training with toge. it made her blood boil, because why would you choose to train with someone else over her, your own girlfriend? what's even worse is that you're not even noticing how mad she is, this is usually the time when you're supposed to be comforting her, making her feel like your golden girl. your only golden girl.

"panda," maki turned to face the cursed corpse next to her, resting her pole arm over he shoulder. he glanced at the clearly fuming maki as he gulped in fear, not ready to face her wrath. "yeah?"

"c'mon, you're gonna be my training partner." she demanded, not waiting for any complaints or objections from panda as she was already stomping onto the field. panda sighed as he mentally prepared himself for the beating he's about to receive.

on your side of the field, you were actually having a bit of fun. nobara, your underclassman, decided to watch as you and toge were training, even added commentary when one of you fell or missed a swing. it was a bit irritating, but fun nonetheless.

"it's hot outside, why's maki-san wearing long sleeves?" nobara asked, crossing her legs and resting her elbow on her knee just to rest her chin in her palm, looking over at maki and panda. you looked away from toge who was laying on the ground and looked at maki who was sweating like a pig, though you couldn't see from that distance. she was clearly getting a bit overheated, from all the moving around, the boiling temperatures, and that dark purple long sleeve shirt that she wore on purpose.

you sighed, shaking your head briefly as you set your training weapon down. you plopped down on the ground a second later, sighing as you were finally sitting in the shade provided by the big tree. nobara tapped her chin with her finger, watching maki move quickly and wacking panda everywhere with her pole arm.

"it's like, 85 degrees out. how is she not dying?" nobara pressed as she lifted her brow. you pursed your lips, looking back at maki with a deadpan stare, "she has a habit of doing that. i don't think she realizes how hot it is, she must think she's immune to it or something." you admit as you're watching her move slower and slower. you're wrong; she does realize it, and she knows very well that she's burning up, but nobody else knows that it's her own way of getting you to worry about her, eventually taking care of her in the end and reminding her (yourself more than her) that she's your golden girl.

"maki, you're completely drenched," panda commented as he swayed to the side, avoiding maki's embarrassingly slow punch. if there's a first time for everything, there's a first time for maki giving a weak punch, and that was today. panda frowned, watching maki strain herself with red cheeks and a sweaty body. he figures that it's the shirt, not to mention those black leggings she's wearing. it's like she was asking for a heat stroke, and she might as well, considering you haven't come over to take care of her yet.

"maki, stop. you need to take a break, you look like you're on your last days and you're still throwing punches," panda grabbed maki by her wrist, holding her still, getting a good look at her beet red face and the sweat that stuck her bangs to her forehead. her mouth was dry, her throat was burning, and her arms were tired, she might as well plop down to the ground and bake in the sun.

panda sighed, watching her drop to the ground. he looked around for you and toge, then waved at you, him and nobara for all of you to come over. when you and toge looked at each other with the same expression, the three of you got up from your spots to rush over to where maki had fallen.

"is she ok?" you ask once you reach her, leaning down to grab her by the arm and try your best to lift her up. it took her every ounce of will power to hold back a shit-eating grin on maki's face as you were lifting her up, throwing her big arm over your shoulder. panda sighs as he scratches the back of his head, "yeah, i think she's just a little hot from all that training."

"probably," you reply as you turn to face her red face; the flush even reached her neck, from what you could see (which wasn't much). thank god for deodorant, if she didn't have that on she would've stunk twice as bad.

"whatever, i'll take her to shoko," you say as you turn around, your other hand holding her wrist as you make your way to the building, maki limping the whole way there.

shoko was in the middle of playing tetris when the two of you came in; she looked up from her computer to find you and maki walking through the door. she looked so surprised, seeing maki's the one being taken in and not the other way around, considering the line of aching students she sends to her.

she clicks her tongue, getting up from her desk as you set maki down on the counter where everyone usually sits (minus panda) despite shoko telling everyone not to sit there. she spent a few months telling everyone to not sit on the counters, but eventually gave up after even gojo was sitting on the counters.

"what happened to her," shoko asks cheekily as she grabs a thermometer from one of the cups sitting further down the counter. you sigh, watching maki open her mouth and let shoko stick the instrument underneath her tongue, then roll your eyes. "she wore that damn shirt in this hot ass weather, that's what happened."

"in 85 degree heat?" shoko frowns a bit. "that's a bit odd, you'd think she'd at least bring water with her--" shoko pauses to glance at maki as the thermometer rests in her mouth. "you did bring water, did you?"

maki hums in response, as she can't say anything or nod her head, then shoko sighs before the thermometer goes off. she immediately took it out of her mouth and checked the numbers, then clicked her tongue.

"maki, i suggest you lay off on training and classes tomorrow or the next few days," she shows the temperature to you both. "you've got a fever of 103.5."

"how did i get a fever from that?" you and maki both hopped off the counter at the same time. you rolled your eyes as you grabbed maki by the arm. "next time don't wear dark colors and long sleeve shirts in 85 degree heat." you tease as you drag her out of shoko's office, not even letting her get the chance to tell maki to get a cold shower tonight (though she probably already knows).

"did you do laundry or something? cuz i know you had other alternatives," you question as you open maki's door (she left it unlocked just for you to walk in whenever you wanted to, regardless of what she might be doing), dragging her in and shutting the door. maki knew you'd ask that question if the situation did lead to you bringing her back to her own room to treat her there, so earlier this morning she took out all her shirts in her wardrobe and put them in her dirty laundry basket and took it down to the laundry room and shoved everything in there.

"i did, i just forgot to take it out this morning," she lies as she watches you open up her wardrobe. when you think she's telling the truth, seeing that nothing's in there, you shut the doors and turn to face her.

"well, i guess you should go take a cold shower," you cringe as you slowly begin to make your way out of her room, her eyes following your creeping figure the whole time. when you reach the door and set your hand on the door knob, she springs up from her bed and catches your shoulders, pinning you on the floor.

there's a grin on her face when she watches you wriggle underneath her, trying to escape her impossibly superhuman grip. she inches closer, your faces barely an inch away from each other as she watches the worried look on your face. she hums, leaning down to press a kiss against your cheek, "i did that on purpose, sweetheart."

when the nickname leaves her soft lips, there's a shock that rings quickly throughout your body. you didn't know what it was, nor what sparked it, but it felt weird, and the nickname itself made you feel weird. and she knows, she knows that the shock rung even in your bones, she knows part of you tingled a bit when she called you 'sweetheart,' she knows it all, because she knows everything about you, even more than you know about yourself.

"i did that so you could come to my aid, to help out your precious little angel," all the times you called her an angel seemed fake as her tone sounded sinful, her voice leaving your cheek and trailing down to your neck. "and here we are, just how i planned it."

"m-maki," your hand comes up to run your fingers through her emerald green hair, sighing blissfully as her lips ghosted the skin of your pretty neck. she grins upon hearing your soft moans and sighs of bliss, then runs a streak on your neck with her tongue, almost making you jump.

maki's hand snakes down to your hip, holding you in place as she continues her ministrations. you squirm a little, waiting on her to do something else before squealing as her teeth nipped your skin.

"hmm, always so good for me," she hums in satisfaction, her hand slithering underneath your shirt to rest on your side. her cold hand against your warm skin sent chills all around your body.

"always so good for your golden girl." she coos, trailing her hand further up to your chest.

this would've been smut but i'm a minor☠

[dreamersville]

my headcannons for tamaki amajiki

an? i was projecting ... just a little bit tho. a little smidget🤏🏾. but he dont get enough content and im suing the mha fandom for this !! and i had to throw in some black hcs, it was inveitable request are open

- my husband 

- you not finna sit here and tell me he dont got some corny jokes stuck up in his head. his best friend is MIRIO, i know he got some jokes floating around in that noggin, but he’s too shy to say them out loud in fear that: nobody gonna laugh or get the jokes. but on a rare occasion he tells mirio and neijere. 

- if he knows he got to meet somebody new, like when he got intern for fatgum, he writes out what he wanna say and practices in his mirror for hours on end. one time mirio popped through the mirroir while tamaki was pratatcing and left with a broken nose. 

- he snoops out all the spots where he could sneak off and hide at lunch or when he feelings overwhelmed

- if he doesnt like a certain type of food, he gonna find a way to make it taste better. so because of this he got some weird food combinations that are unappeling to the eye, but tatse soooooo goood. he brings his combinatons to fatgum so he could try them out and get feedback. 

- most definitelyyyyyyy watches cooking shows with fatgum and kiri, once he’s comfortable enough. and he really gets into with the commentary. has a strange obsession with hell’s kitchen. he always get so into the show during the finale, planning out the restaurant desgins with the contestant and his menus too. 

- relationship headcannons or wtv

- he stares at you doing simple things a lot. you could really be doing anythinggg and this man you be in a tranceee, because like how you, a star who sines so bright, be with him, he would never know. 

- he a romantic. he always dreamed of sweeping or getting sweeped off his feet, and falling hopelessly in love. he got a list of romantic things he wants to do. and now that hes in a relationship its the perfect time to cross some things (hopefully all) off of his list. he didnt tell you about it you found the notebook while yall were studying in his room. without him knowing and took a picture off it so you could help it come true. (AHHHH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YALL) 

- one time he seen matching butterly pins and got them because he wanted to match with you. 

- we all know this but, he very shy when it come to PDA. so expect a lot of lingering touches, locking pinkey, occaisonal hand holding if he feeling bold that day, tends to hold on to your cholthing/accessories because he doesnt wanna drift to far apart from you, and noticed when you startoing wearing things that were easier for him to grab and fell more in love

-  but in private???? he’s a needy baby, greedy for some TLC. hes very shy to initiate it at first, but you could see the longing look in his eye and cuddle up to him. but once he comfortable enough he is start doing trying to inatate it. 

- omg if you have piercings or tattoos or anything of the sort, you could always find hims absentmindedly messing with the piercing or lightly tracing the tattoo, if youre okay with it of course. and if you want him to

- isnt really good at comforting people with his words so he tries with his actions. so if you come to him sad he has this whole sections of things dedicated to making you happier in his closet.

- when you came through with a different hairstly (braids, a wig, change of color, haircut ect.) he was stuck. stuck. stuck. cause omg omg omg you look so good. poor baby is stuck stuttering out compliments. one time you asked him to take pictures during golden hour. babes ... why would you think he could do that idk buttt he tried and they all came out blurry, but a cute blurry

- loves loves lovessss putting oil in your hair !! it always leaving the room smelling nice and it seems to relax you so win win. loves watching you stretch your hair out too. its just so satisfying to watch you do your hair. 

- he knew about some black foods from watching the shows, but he didnt know know until you cooked for him. baby wanted to get down on a knee and marry you after that first bite. now he always look forward to when you cook for him. but if you cant, you’ve got a great teacher to start learining how. he always wanted to cook with his s/o

[readreactrant]

I watched Code Geass but before I get to my short rant about the show and the ship you can pretty much guess this is about…. Let me just say….

This show peaked at the pseudo incest brocon subplot, I'm taking no arguments!

Fine, fine, that's definitely not entirely true but Rolo's death had me pausing the show and staring at the screen like for what reason?! Let the boy be hopelessly obsessed goddammit 😭😭😭

Now I've gotten that out of my system…

Guess who's the character I hate most?

shocker I know/sarc

I haven't hated one half of my otp ship in a piece of media this much since that one Episode Nagi panel of Reo's heart getting destroyed by Nagi's dumbass (Reo my love love I'd treat you so much better)

Suzaku's case is worse by several degrees because his idiocy and attitude only continued to stoke the flames of my annoyance for the whole two fucking seasons until like the three or two episodes at the end cause oh my fucking God I cried.

(That shit was a wild ride enough nothing is making me watch any spin offs or side stories I care that little)

From the first moment he entered that Lancelot suit and agreed to help the side that attempted to silence him by murder, I clocked his ass and marked him as the dumbest bitch to ever exist but we love a protective loyal dog Top don't we ladies?

"I want to change the system from the inside-" bitch shut up these are colonizers you ain't changing nothing 😭

Even after they they tried pining the murder on him to sentence him to death AGAIN!! BOY WENT BACK.

AND!

He refused Zero?!

HUH?!?

Now I'm not a particularly patriotic person (I hate my county so so much) but if we got neo colonized, No matter what merits I would never be friendly or cooperative with the other side.

Suzaku stopped his country fighting back (valid reason or not I don't remember, he killed his dad and that meant surrender ig) and proceeded to kiss up to brits, fall in love with one of them, and further hinder every attempt of his own people fighting back because 'Violence wrong' but it's okay when he does it because some made up ideal told him being subservient would make a change. And it did….just for him tho, all other 11s? no one cares.

And it didn't even matter because Lulu's methods were always the ones that brought things closer!

I know it's a kind of a commentary on something, I ain't stupid but I was still pissed.

Literally had me gritting my teeth almost every time he stepped on screen, especially when he went pseudo emo after becoming a knight of round or whatever.

Bottom line, he frustrated me as much as he did Lelouch but I still wanted to see them FUCK.

The last couple of episodes where genuinely the best things I've ever watched and a brilliant end to the series. I wouldn't say I grew to enjoy all the characters but God did the plot threads keep me going.

Trust I understood very little about the gate shit and the killing God aspect but when you're having a fun time everything just looks good.

To sum up SuzaLulu…

Giving me friends to enemies to lovers (correct me not I won't hear you) All mixed together with the palpable hatred and vitriol they held toward each other is just too much.

And Lelouch as a bottom is literally my type >.< psycho, pretty, and bad at sports (also having a natural inclination to dominate others)??? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP!!!

His dramatic ass had me gripped and his personality contrasted so beautifully with Suzaku's dumbass that while I did want to be sad about that redhead he might have liked dying….girl bye 👋 make way for the gay 🏳️‍🌈

(Srsly tho, I was sad for a sec, it was a very shocking scene to say the least but Rolo pulled such a Brocon move I was laughing for a solid minute.)

I very much didn't want to be like most other yaoi shippers that watched this shit when they were ten and went for the very obvious but still delicious low hanging fruit yaoi but I see enemies to lovers mixed with tragic yaoi and an undeniably fun story and brain stops functioning lmaooo. Turns out I'm very much like other fujins ;p

Closing thoughts: Umm…If you're going to defend Suzaku in the replies…go for it I'm down to listen but he'll forever be my bitch. I love Lelouch but Light is better, Orange x Lelouch is underratedand C.C. and Kallen should have gotten married.

[softmaki]

a soft evening

summary; the setting sun provides a small moment of comfort before you fall asleep with your beloved

wc: 1k (on the dot!)

warnings; none, besides not being proofread and some minor suggestive commentary

character(s); written w leon kennedy in mind, tho open to imagination! might not fit energetic or cheesy romantic types, though :,)

a/n; first time writing or posting in years, hope u like it 😭 if I need to change anything lmk!!! and my requests are always open :)

The only source of light in the room was the stray rays of the sun coming through the window, casting a soft orange glow that made the small room feel cosy. The blinds were yet to be closed, but given how heavenly the warmth made his features look you didn’t want to move from your current position.

He hums softly as he feels your gaze lock on his face. You place every small detail of him into your conscience; the small birthmark that decorated his left cheek, the way his brows furrowed even outside of a professional environment, and the soft look in his usually steely eyes once he opens them.

You shake your head and mimic his hum in response. Your neck was starting to feel uncomfortable leaning on his shoulder and looking up. Shifting a bit, you feel one of his arms graze around your torso and then tighten at your hip.

He lets out a small grunt, one that almost passed by you, as he looks at you somewhat expectantly. You pause for a second to look at him and try to figure out why he paused his movement until it clicked.

You placed your hands on his shoulders and quickly pushed yourself up and onto his lap.

Unlike other times you were in this position, this felt much more intimate. You’re not sure why, though you chalk it up to the setting sun and quietness of it all.

With your frame slightly taller than his now, you get the pleasure of looking down on him and staring warmly into his eyes. You’ve already memorised his features, not only from earlier but also from all the countless other times you two shared such a close proximity, but you choose to look over and admire him again. And you’ll keep doing it as long as he lets you.

He hums again as you make eye contact, his arms that rested on your hips curling around your waist entirely. He trapped you in a tight embrace, pushing your face closer to his.

You knew he didn’t have any ulterior motives with that move tonight, and if you were being honest you much preferred the idea of simply admiring each other tonight than anything else you could’ve passed time with.

Your hands slowly creep up from his shoulders to gently hold his face, your right thumb caressing over his cheekbone calmly.

You note how his eyes close at the feeling of your hands.

Your left hand slowly shifts lower to hold his chin and tilt his head up more. His eyes open slowly at the feeling, taking a moment to focus on your face.

You smile at him and he returns it, subtly, with a twitch in the corner of his mouth. Though you know he’s too tired to fully form a smile at the moment.

You slowly lean your face down a bit, both of your eyes half lidded as your eyes flick to his parted lips. You don’t notice, but his eyes linger on your lips, too.

You smile again as you get close enough to feel his breath on your lips, and without a second pause you connect your lips. His thoughts turn fuzzier than they were when he feels your smile in the kiss, and a small tug at his heartstrings is duly noted by his brain at some point. You remain still for a few seconds, then lean in and deepen the kiss a bit. You hum out in satisfaction, though it’s so quiet that you both barely even notice it. Now he’s the one smiling as you tilt your head a bit, though the smile is quickly gone when you pull back just enough to disconnect the kiss, yet not far enough to remove the faint feeling of your breath on his cupid's bow.

His thoughts become clearer as his eyes open for the nth time tonight, and it’s now his turn to note your features into his memory. And it’s the same story as with you. Despite having memorised all the distinct features that make you uniquely you through your time shared together, he so greatly appreciates being able to just gaze at you and note it all to memory. Time and time again.

You both just stare at each other for a few minutes, your hand starting to caress his cheek again, though this time you simply lean your head down into the crook of his neck instead. Your right hand follows suit, but instead it places itself on the right side of his chest.

You feel comfort at the feeling of his constant and strong heartbeats. It reminds you he’s safe and it helps ground you and your thoughts each time. He feels your paused hand movement as you just feel his pulse, and he so strongly wants to say that it only beats for you. The thought of saying something so cheesy tugs his lips into a smile unwittingly, and he stops himself only because he deemed it too embarrassing to say such a thing.

And maybe he thought it would ruin the moment, who knows.

Your left hand drops down to rest at his side, fiddling with the fabric of his shirt and tugging ever so slightly as your eyes close slowly.

You start to doze off ever so slightly, and your ears perk a tiny bit at hearing his breathing slow down, too.

His grip on your waist hasn’t relented though, and you safely assume it’ll carry on like that into the night. You mentally chuckle a bit at the idea.

And after a few more minutes, you both fall unconscious. The last thought that crossed your mind was something along the lines of ‘God, our backs are gonna be SO sore in the morning.’

Although you didn’t find it in you to care, be it now or when it does happen. Because no matter what, you’d always choose his presence and warmth over your own short-term health.

[fritoley]

The Dragon Prince Thoughts 6x04 - The Starscraper

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“Are those Draconic words?”

Honey I know you did not just read out loud unfamiliar words when you KNOW Draconic words are usually spell incantations and would almost definitely do something—

CLAUDIA YOU BETTER NOT KILL THAT KITTEN FOR PARTS

NU-UH—

“I’m so messed up, Terry. I’ve been stuck just staring, for over an hour now.”

I mean at least she’s self-aware that’s a good first step

She seriously needs therapy tho

Shit everyone in this show does lmao—

“Drop.”

LMAO that was cold

He ain’t taking no shit today

STELLA CAN’T YOU TELEPORT OR SOMETHING C’MON NOW

“I think…I need to see my dad again.”

Oh wow. I thought with Viren leaving that Claudia was going to go over the edge and just go all in. Freeing Aaravos, supporting his plans and whatnot, and honestly I thought she was going to be so gone in her grief and stuff that terry was going to join team zym to try and get her back. Seeing her take a step back and try to find the right path is surprising, but it’s good.

“How do you feel about spiders?”

Okay I seriously love Astrid she’s frickin amazing

I hope we see a lot of her in later seasons

Also KOSMO IS SP PRETTY ugh I’ve always loved vitiligo it’s absolutely beautiful—

“The Elder is the only living Celestial Elf who has ever removed his blindfold and let in the starlight.”

Wait so do Skywing elves have super long life spans or something? Do all elves live super long like that? I’ll have to look it up I forgot—

OOF THOSE LOOK LIKE VIREN’S STAFF

BUT ONE IS MISSING HAHA—

Wait didn’t the staff originally belong to Ziard? AND DIDN’T ZIARD GET IT FROM AARAVOS??? So much BACKSTORY

“I’m afraid the Novablade was given to a brave human girl hundreds of years ago.”

THE ORPHAN QUEEN IT’S GOTTA BE

CLAUDIA REALLY WAS ABOUT TO GET MAULED OMG

SHE WASN’T GONNA DO IT

“He’s back, Soren. Your father, he’s here.”

Soren’s really gonna have a rough time this season I already know it.

It’s gonna be baaaaaaddd

I MEAN LOOK AT HIS FACE

He’s already distressed poor babyyyy 😭

OKAY it’s really picking up now. I didn’t say anything about the “Chosen Two” stuff Callum and Rayla are dealing with cuz i didn’t really have any commentary on that part but I am excited to see what happens there. Claudia really surprised me with her internal conflict and stuff and I’m glad she’s thinking rationally now i hope it stays that way. I think it’s safe to say that from here on out this season is going to get extremely tense, so buckle up :'D

[purplelupins]

Lamb: behind the scenes

-Footnotes, deleted scenes and commentary-

Hello my dear reader. Below you will find many comments and addiction material from Lamb that just didn’t make it in or things I wanted to explain further. Thank you so much for being here!

•spoilers for Lamb ahead•

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For transporting the cookies to the potluck, I originally had reader wait for John to help him as they had agreed in that version. It had a nice little tense moment between reader an Bev, with John coming to readers aid when Bev told her to leave it to her.

It was just another sweet scene between the two and reader and John had a private moment in the rectory where he thanked her genuinely but it was more than just the cookies he was thanking her for. It was for being a good person and for helping Millie.

Then they walked together and commented on very simple things almost like an old couple.

I scrapped it though because I realized that in the grand scheme of things, reader had known this man for all of what…three days? And she was spending too much time with him. It was just getting over-saturated with them being together and wasn’t realistic. Plus I liked making John just sort of pop up constantly because he was this foreign presence, which was just another way of showing how he was a wolf among the sheep. Reader was just an intuitive sheep who really wanted him to be like her. Turned out he was still just a wolf.

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This next scene I had in mind for a couple different times but couldn’t decide where…I was going to put it in place of the conversation reader and John had that first time in the rectory when she tells him she’s claustrophobic of the confessional. I scrapped it because it felt too heavy of a subject and I didn’t really like where it put reader and johns relationship after crafting it so carefully. I know hard conversations are very real and they happen when you don’t mean to, but I just decided against it. Still one of my favourite scenes tho so here it is!

“Have you read the other books of god, Father?” You asked.

Admittedly, the question surprised him.

“I have…years ago when I was young.”

“You should again…the Quran is…fascinating. Strict. There is no room for question or interpretation per se…almost like an instruction manual. I am…very alone here. Time is something I have a lot of. And while I still attend church…I find myself questioning. I believe in god. But I also believe that perhaps there is more to that belief than just the Bible.”

John shifted, “How so?”

“As if…the Bible was just a second edition of God’s message. The Torah was the first, then the Bible, then the Quran. Whether you believe it or not…it’s simply factual that the Quran came after the Bible, and it simply furthers what is already stated in the Bible…like an extended reading but do you know what truly makes me question the Bible, father?” You slowly rose your gaze to meet his, and you found him to be already staring at you intently. Rapt. You wondered if this was how it felt to deliver a sermon atop the pedestal.

“Tell me.” He answered instantly.

You swallowed, “It’s been rewritten and rewritten by men. Not even Christian men too…so much is missing…Did you know that there are parts that have been fully removed? It’s been translated and revised…did you ever play that game “telephone” as a child?” You asked.

He nodded.

“Well…as you know the message slowly gets distorted and changes even if you don’t mean for it to…it’s just human nature. One person doesn’t listen well and passes a message on as they see fit. That’s all it takes…one person and the message is lost. It doesn’t matter if every person told the distorted message after that is the most pious, modest and God loving human to walk the earth…they will still be worshiping the wrong thing and preaching something that wasn’t meant to be preached.” You could feel your heart beating hard in your chest. It hurt.

All your life, you had been seen as a town good girl. Sweet, submissive, giving, modest and joyful.

Never in John’s life would he have thought that you would be sitting before him with a profound and enlightened view of Gods holy message.

At his silence, you continued, “A church is still holy ground. And that is what a god fearing person needs to pray and connect. I believe in god, father. I believe in Jesus just as I believe in Abraham, and his sons, and Moses and Noah, and Muhammad and Jacob. I believe they were all doing gods works. But they were not god. Jesus was not god. He was just a messenger. This holy trinity…it’s just a complication of something that is meant to bring peace and guidance and fear. That is what god is. God was not a man who went home. God just…is. He is our guide.”

John blinked. At a loss for words for once in his life. Since he was 8 years old, he had obsessed over faith. Over his life, growing deeper and deeper into connection; taught by his own pastor and his parents then pursuing priesthood…it was simply a series of steps, one after another, he hadn’t even stopped to question if there was something else.

This entire time, John Pruitt had thought hinself a holy man…a man of god. But here you were with hands holier than his. Bathed in blessedness.

This gift given to him was not for him. It was for you. For him to give to you to preach to those who would listen.

“You came here thinking you were having difficulties with your faith, correct?” He asked.

You nodded.

“Well, young lady I think…I think you are in a very important place right now. You are questioning and examining and teaching yourself…You will find your way.”

“You don’t- you’re not…angry?” You asked.

He smiled, “Why would I be angry?”

“I just- I…well I just told you I’m not fully believing everything you stand for.”

“True. But like I said when you asked me-we are human. We question things, it’s actually one of Gods favourite things about us as humans is that we are always analyzing things. Looking for the right way. Looking to be guided. Looking for our way to heaven…or out of it I suppose there are satanists after all. But you yourself said that you love God and his messengers and that is much more than a lot of people can say.”

You nodded.

“I have faith in you that you will find your way.” He murmured.

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I made a little mistake and I decided to keep it in because it was so important and I couldn’t rewrite it. It was just too perfect and it didn’t change much. Basically I added a day for Easter- in the series, it goes Good Friday (the day where Millie runs out with Sarah) and then the next day is Saturday where Paul and the Scarboroughs and Bev are planning the vigil, and then that night is the vigil. Well I moved the vigil to Sunday NIGHT instead of Saturday because I needed that moment of reader realising that she’s being indoctrinated (for a lack of better words) and that she isn’t thinking straight. A true moment of religious fear. It really bugged me that I made that mistake but in the end it was really crucial to this story and so I kept it.

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For the second part I grappled with how I wanted Paul to be after the vigil. I kept Sarah’s death and sort of built off that…this is how I felt things might go down after that. I did almost approach this as more of a cult, so Paul was still idolized but I think realistically he realized what he did and so did everyone else so I think he would be a bit of an outcast. I think he would have a lot of guilt and would be a bit of a recluse. He removed his collar when Sarah died, and I think that was a sign of him giving up his place as a priest in that he couldn’t hold that sort of profession anymore. He betrayed God and he can’t preach something when he doesn’t wholly follow it. I think he realized how skewed his theology was.

He really thought he was helping but he ended up ruining the lives of so many.

I had Mildred kill herself because losing a child is devastating, and she was given a life she didn’t want. She was a woman of faith, and I think that even if she did stay with John, there was too much resentment there. In that final moment in Midnight Mass when they kiss, I think she forgives him because she doesn’t want to go to the grave with that on her conscious…but since I didn’t have that happen she had to survive knowing her daughter was dead and she would never see her again. Yes she loved John but love is conditional…he did something horrific and selfish and it cost her her daughter. And it’s not like she could just leave to start a new life on the mainland (okay maybe but it would be difficult) and so she did the only way out she could see. Death. In hopes that she might see her Sarah again.

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This next bit was originally going to be how the story segued into a more intimate relationship. Reader woke up after hiding in the rectory (before the attack) and he convinced her to sit with him and she basically cried as she told him she hated him and he let her then she fell asleep and he shifted her into his lap and they sort of wordlessly shifted into her sitting on him and then talking and then this scene, but it didn’t feel right. I actually wrote these stories separately but then they naturally merged into one so I had to go back in this part and edit a lot since their relationship became very difficult thanks to the build up….

John nosed at your hair, holding you close like his last piece of hope. You could feel him inhaling.

The two of you sat there just a hairs width away from eachother. John leaned his head up and kissed your forehead, then leaned his against yours. A small sense of piece filled you, but it was quickly replaced with surprised when you felt a pair of soft, dry lips caress yours fleetingly. You opened your eyes to see John with a sheepish and nervous look on his handsome face.

“What are you doing?” You murmured. It was barely a question.

“I don’t know.” He whispered back, but didn’t make any move to draw away from your space.

“You’re not a good person.” You said. You knew in your heart that it was true, but your words sounded hollow. You knew it wasn’t that simple.

I’m just here to help.

You could still remember those first words he had said when he showed up that random day. So fresh and invigorating.

You remembered how you had thought it a little heartbreaking that such a beautiful man had chosen to serve god and take those vows…now it made you almost laugh. You felt a little silly now recalling how you had confessed to him things that you would never have said to the Monsignor…that was when his name was Paul Hill and John Pruitt was healing in a hospital. Now…well now you were in the very man’s arms, weighing his soul with your gaze.

“I hoped I was. Now, I think I have to agree with you…a good person would have left that thing in that cave and told a single lie about an island’s beloved Monsignor’s passing…but I chose instead to lie over again and bribe and smuggle…and I see now. I see what happens when you think of helping gods natural order. Too little too late.” His voice rumbled.

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The following are just some lines of random dialogue that I liked but didn’t fit.

“Don’t you miss the feeling of sunshine? Warmth on your face?” You asked, staring out through a partially opened curtain at the winter sun.

“I used to…but I see sunshine every day now.” He smiled and looked over at you.

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{This one I chose to take out because the moment was very touching and I didn’t want to make it funny}

“What…what’s it like?” You asked, looking out at the water.

“It’s…it’s beautiful unlike anything I could describe. Clarity and vibrance in things that you see every day…the world hums and sings…smells and colours you never thought of…halos around lights that seem to breathe with you…”

You sat for a moment, “Sounds like having an astigmatism…I have one in my right eye.”

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{this one was one of a few parts where I toyed with them talking about his name change.}

“God did extraordinary miracles through Paul, so that even handkerchiefs and aprons that had touched him were taken to the sick, and their illnesses were cured and the evil spirits left them.”

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I had a lot of rough drafts for their intimacy scene. I tried a few different ways but I just never felt right. And I found that it was because it was using too much literal and blunt terms and descriptions. Their relationship was tender and fragile…so I made the depiction of them being together just as delicate. It was honestly my all time favourite intimacy scene that I’ve ever written so far.

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So…I am sorry about the ending. When I first started the story, I wanted it to have a happy ending. I had originally wanted her to leave him and try to run away, and he lets her go and is all depressed. But then he opens the door one night, and she’s standing there in the grass, all red eyed from crying and realizing that she needs him, and runs to him and they would live happily ever after. But t every time I tried to make it happy or that they ended up together, it just felt forced and unrealistic. My whole idea for this fic was for John to redeem himself and for reader to heal, but stay true to herself. And in the end, they couldn’t do that together. It would have been selfish for him to keep her, and it would have eventually ruined her. She would have ended up resenting him all over again because he would have kept her from living how she wanted to and seeing the world and being human and following God’s plan.

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That’s all! Thank you so much for reading and being here. Please ask questions if you have them!! This has been a wonderful experience to share with you. Thank you for enjoying Lamb.

-Nora

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[quetzalpapalotl]

Kinda a hot take but I feel like mtmte megatrons arc would have been so much better if he had stayed on cybertron, like if he had to stay and was around Optimus and starscream, people who arguably know him best, so he is always staring who he hurt directly in the face, bc to me while Rodimus is great for giving megatron a mostly impartial view, I think megatron redemption works best when he has to constantly confront his sins and magnus and rodimus feel to distant as characters to really be brutal with how much megatron has hurt people bc he doesn’t know them as well, tho megatrons arc in mtmte is really good I think this would have not made the rest of the story not so bogged down (sorry if this doesn’t make much sense)

You're making perfect sense to me, anon. And you're not the first person to tell me this. I do agree with you on some level, but the thing is that Mtmte Megatron's arc is Mtmte Megatron's arc. It cannot exist in any other story. I feel like this kind of what-if is runs into too much of an hypothetical for me to make any actual meaningful commentary. It's hard to explain but let me try.

I feel like saying what if Megtaron had stayed on Cybertron is not the same as saying something like "what if Drift had returned earlier" or "what if Pharma had stayed on the Lost Light" or even imagining ways in which his character could have been better integrated into Mtmte's narrative in that if Megatron had not gotten in the Lost Light, his character would effectively not exist.

I have told myself fanfiction where Megatron stays on Cybertron many times and there's lots of fun possibilities there., but there's a difference between a fannish idea and what it would have been in an official capacity. The key here is that the Megatron I'm incorporating into the exRID/OP narrative is still JRo's Megatron. He still has character traits and a backstory defined by that comic, even if I try to take as much of all IDW1 as I can in my interpretation of him.

Mtmte/LL, exRID/OP and Windblade/TAAO are all part of the same universe, yes, but they're all different stories, with different genres, tones, ideas and most importantly, different writers. I mean just look at what a different character Starscream is when written by Barber vs Scott. If Megatron stays on Cybertron then either Scott or Barber would have been his main writer and we just don't know what kind of character he would have been then.

Would they have tried to do a "good" Megatron? Well, the idea of Autobot Megatron was thrown at the brainstorming table for Dark Cybertron as a possibility and the JRo said that he wanted to do that. But the idea was there, maybe they would have picked it, maybe not.

I feel like, much like with Mtmte, Megatron just has too much gravity for Windblade/TAOO and the best way for him to be incorparated in it would have been sporadic appareances while he's in jail or something, probably to taunt Starscream, knowing Scott. This is double-edged for me, because I feel like the way the idea of Megatron was incorporated into Starscream's arc needed more buildup so this could have helped. At the same time I already feel like Starscream's character was too much reduced to being a reaction to Megatron's actions, which is no fun to me, and Megatron's inclusion in the narrative feels like it would highlight the aspects of Scott's writing I don't like as opposed to the ones I do. But again, I can't now. Maybe she would have tried to reform him as well, I have no idea how that would have looked like.

As for Barber, well, everything post DC was based around the fact that Optimus is just too big to not change the game completely, so the entire story became about that theme. It doesn't sound like including Megatron in that would be that. In fact, it's kind of a no-brainer, this is a story about the weight of Cybertronian history with is stuck in a cycle of violence riddle with war and colonization. The guy who did war an colonization better than everyone else should be there. It would be very satisfying to see Megatron, who rose up against the legacy of the Primes, be confronted with the fact that all he did was uphold their ideas of Cybertronian superiority. How does he handle the Decepticons? And then there's the mirroring where Megatron is trying to do better while Optimus is on the verge of losing it and everyone is worried he's gonna pull a Megatron. But again, who knows what kind of character Megatron would have been under Barber, maybe he would have played him as a villian until the end like he did before Dark Cybertron. He would have still been a thematic fit.

You know, I like exRID/OP a lot and I feel like Barber is more willing to take certain risks than JRo, so I think I would have liked the hypothetical version of his story that would have included Megatron but really, maybe he would have fumbled the bag, who knows how much the plot would have changed if it had included Megs, maybe he would have gotten a different idea, maybe it would have costed the Optimus and the Arcee I so adore. Also, a lot of people aren't that fond of Barber's writing so the general response to this non-existent story is another matter altogether.

Despite everything, I don't really begrudge Megatron leaving with the Lost Light in itself. Like yes, it removes him from the more direct consequences of his actions and is not fair that he gets to drop the Cons and go on a roadtrip of self-discovery. But Mtmte is a roadtrip story, there just isn't any way around this. Also, I don't care about what is fair because none of these stories are about fairness or people getting what they deserve. And finally, it makes sense in the way I read Megatron. One of his key traits for me is how his experiences led to him disregarding life and only finding worth in fighting, his arc is about peeling off layers of self delusion and it starts with giving him a place to chill so that he can see value in life again and be in a mental state to appreciate how badly he fucked up.

Problem is how much he bogs down the rest of the story as you said, and other minor things I can more easily ignore.

Side note, but you know that part in Combiner Wars where Windblade and Optimus are like "We cannot allow Starscream to have his way, but we can't just pull a coup?" I think it would have been really fun to have Megatron for that. No, Megatron you cannot beat the shit out of Starscream to solve the issue, you have to respect him as the president. Hilarous. I need to pay someone to do a short fic of this.

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ok rwrb thoughts under the cut <3

tbh i had to watch most of this movie with one hand over my eye and i was not. even going to reread the book because i don’t actually care about it much anymore but about twenty or so minutes into the movie? i literally stopped it and skimmed half the book finished the movie and then finished the book. so it’s possible that this influenced my whole experience of the movie but i remembered the book super well anyway and either way i think the thing i would have been most mad about is HOW COULD THEY LEAVE OUT JUNE and who tf is miguel omg. imagine deciding to combine two women into one character just because they “play the same role in alex’s life” and then not even doing it that well. nora isn’t even IN this movie she doesn’t even have a CHARACTER they just shoehorn her and pez together and give them five min of screentime. bea doesnt even have much of a character either i also thought maybe she and nora were going to be friends but no that disappeared after the first 15min. and because june doesn’t exist and because rafael luna doesn’t exist and because nora barely exists (all of whom are the main poc characters in the book btw) alex’s character is not half as nuanced as it could be. his arc about realising he’s bi is totally missing which is great…also his actor’s enunciation was very puzzling at times but i forgive him because of all the times i got distracted staring at his eyelashes and he was good at times tho henry’s actor is probably the best actor in the movie (not a tall bar btw but he’s way better than uma thurman GIRL WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH THAT ACCENT) and it’s not that they don’t have chemistry or fun sweet romcom moments it’s just that i’m missing so much. romance. im tired of modern romance novels and movies having their leads get together super fast without spending much time on characterization and without even having much capital R-romance in the first place. where is the e-mo-tion in the immortal words of miss carly rae jepsen…like why did they leave out so much of the emails i cannot believe i watched so many random voice-overs and they couldn’t include the emails. also the small random change that bothered me the most is that they changed their first meeting being rio at the olympics to the climate melbourne conference (?????) and made their whole relationship pre-movie a lot less interesting. umm they did good with the interview and their interactions pre and post the cake but then they abandoned all of that half an hour in. do think the physical comedy is always way more fun to watch in a visual medium like that cake scene was hilarious they were just worse at the emotional beats. guys they used bad reputation 😭😭😭😭 i had to pause at that point…i had to pause and recover for ages. the get low scene contained a lot of Choices. the Choices were all very interesting and im not sure what more can be said about them. the beginning was fairly solid then everything sort of went downhill felt like i was watching a train wreck. mildly entertaining and occasionally moving train wreck but regardless a train wreck. btw let no one claim the political commentary in the novel is good but at least it slightly exists. the politics in the movie are completely spineless and extremely confused. yes it’s an amazon prime royalty romcom so what can u expect but they just hovered on the threshold of criticism. when they didn’t actually show a crowd of people supporting them or w/e but just showed the reflection of them in the window i almost started laughing. alex’s speech at the end lacked any subtlety at all and made no sense (why tf would he make a speech coming out + explaining his relationship with henry Before he talked to henry or the royal family???) the script is like constantly having characters say really obvious things. shoutout to stephen fry’s line delivery at least. there was a perfume genius cover of can’t help falling in love (it was supposed to be your song that played there anyway???). what more can be said.

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Ted Lasso 3x07 commentary:

•Jamie in pink and dragging (?) Roy on a bike omg that‘s amazing

• Nate you‘re so awkward and Jade smiling

• Keeley in pink too

• They‘re so cute🥹

• Uhhh is Sam‘s das coming??

• My mom would disagree about the spoons. She gets mad when the tableware doesn‘t match

• I was right !!!🤩🤩

• Trent Crimm hiii hehe

• „ Which coincidentally, coach dreamed up in a barbecue-sauce-related hallucination last week“ and Roy‘s face

• awww Jamie smiling at the joke Coach beard made

• damn that‘s a uh hat

• Trent Smile !!!

• Coach Beard I think you‘re getting carried away

• Oh no is Keeley getting insecure about their dynamic now? :(

• Nate got a sister👀

• when Ted decides to do something out of pocket (like inviting the trio to practice) and Beard just stares wide eyed into the void

• „Hey, Trent“

„Hello, Ted“

and I go feral because we got an interaction !!!!!! Roy looking back hehe

• Awww Keeley getting nervous and Jack being “filthy rich“ we love it

• Dan😭

• Look I don‘t know a lot about sport in general but I don‘t think you‘re players should vomit

• Keeley and Rebecca friendship🥹

• so Nate‘s sister is a lawyer, actually thought she might be

• Nate just openly asking his mom and sisters for advice is so cute

• Nate is so real for that overthinking

• The map is really cute and definitely shows another side of Nate‘s father

• uh oh Sam is tweeting👀

• Hiii Trent hehe

• Are there suddenly more fans???

• This is gonna be fun roleplay

• noo the Coach Beard interpretation was spot on, Will😭

• Trent smiling hehe

• nawww Jamie wanted to be someone else

• no more boxes

• Oh no poor Higgins

• Oh boy Sam got beef with a politician now

• Ted and Trent interaction *screams*

• Jade looking for Nate

• yeah those are a lot of flowers… too many flowers

• The fans are getting more and more😭

• new Trent blazer??

• I have so many questions about the red strings but also don‘t want to ask any

• now this is hilarious, like I laugh a lot during those episodes but damn

• Nate crafting something for Jade noooo🥺

• Damn Keeley that‘s uhh… a hat (she makes it work tho)

• Go Nate!!

• oh no this is horrible :(

• omg we saw Trent‘s handwriting for the first time?

• Roy😭😭😭

• This is the thirs time Trent called Ted and I‘m not okay

• oh

• not Sam‘s father using the same words Ted uses

• oh no how much has Sam told him about Rebecca

• Trent in a denim jacket!!!

• Roy adapting to their mannerisms and hating it

• not Trent with the middle finger too omg😭

• Jamie let‘s gooo

• Whooooo🥳

• Trent!!! Looking all happy giddy I can‘t do this anymore I‘m quitting

• „What a fucking dork“

„Yeah. But he‘s out dork.“ crying and more crying

• Damn Jade👀

• Not Keeley and Jack at Nate‘s table

• awww the team cleaning up the restaurant as a surprise 🥺🥺

• Oh it‘s his father’s name I should have expected that

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ugh my wired headphones are still hurting my head >:(

anyway

s3 ep2 huntara

ahahah I love this one

(if you're new here: i'm rewatching She-Ra for fic-writing purposes, and live-blogging my way through them making commentary and jokes and side notes about random shit. bc this is a REwatch there are many references to later plot points)

is that the Beta Kindergarten

(man I've been making a lot of Steven Universe references in these lately, but yeah I can't look at sandstone slot canyons without thinking "hrr hrr where's Jasper")

(wait has a Jasper cosplayer actually taken photos in one of these in like Utah? a quick image search says no. damn.)

how many times did I look at this establishing shot before I realized this part of the Fright Zone is the ruins of a ginormous spaceship

ALSO "day 135"? I noted yesterday that someone working on the show said sOMEWHERE that each season is about a year and I was like "ehhhh" but I guess that's not far off.

That makes the whole catradora arc even more angsty tbh. For some reason I thought the whole show took place over like a single year or so. But FOUR OR FIVE YEARS?? they pined for each other while trying to murder each other for MULTIPLE YEARS????

awwwwww

Listen. I love this ship. I'm always weak for "complete asshole with tough act is soft for one (1) person"

(tho lemme tell you. do not actually date those dudes irl. *sigh*)

why did so many 80's cartoons have extremely unrealistic quicksand scenes tho

gdi adora

The Crimson Waste is actually just a western bar full of furries. But seriously designing the characters in the bar must've been hella fun

AAHAHAAHH Adora being so, so blatantly gay for Huntara is one of my fave things

Did they need to establish that Adora is into women? Pfft, no. Did they still decide to show us Adora being absolutely smitten on sight for an older, big, buff, badass, butchy lady? YES.

Doesn't hurt that she looks likes this lol

like it's the least subtle thing on EARTH i love it so much

oh no now I want to look up fics

18 of them are explicit. well. I'm just gonna. leave that tab open.

ADORA. YOU COCKBLOCKED HER. RUDE.

lol there's a moment where Glimmer and Bow are like "ha ha we need to talk amongst ourselves" and turns around and Adora is still just staring at Huntara with googly eyes without noticing what Bow even said and lemme tell you, I've been that fucking obvious and oblivious

Huntara literally is like "oh my god you kids are gonna end up DEAD without me. FINE." Meanwhile, Adora:

Plot plot Huntara leads them to a trap and they get hit with tranquilizer darts and dropped into a pit.

that's just a nice shot tbh

EAT SOME DAMN SOUP your girlfriend spent TIME on that

she just refuses to be afraid of him

Anyway yeah this is when we find out he's just a clone of Horde Prime the Big Baddy of the series, Hordak is a "defective" clone, he was sent to "the front lines" to die and fell through a portal into Etheria. "with nothing but a broken ship, I built an empire..." the whole point of the portal is to bring Horde Prime through, which means that's what he was doing when he tried before and ended up with A Magic Baby (Adora) instead.

The animation in the flashback is clearly inspired by Lotte Reiniger which is super cool??

Back to the Crimson Waste, they've gotten themselves out of the hole, and Adora's upset because the whole point of this mission is her getting more info about Mara with the hopes of understanding her own past better

she's RIGHT

"...at least to me..."

LISTEN TO YOUR CUTE NERDY GIRLFRIEND YOU EMO BASTARD

She makes him a nice techy exoskeleton armor thingie

that's a start but c'mon I know you can do better than that

lolol the recorder baby critter KICKS HIM in an obvious "dude really????"

look at him!!! AAHAHAH

i'm gonna go over the image limit and tumblr's gonna cut me off and make me reblog this any minute now but this episode is jUST TOO GOOD

"I like being friends with you, too" ;_;

Huntara's "friends" make fun of her for being a softie while she swings the She-Ra sword around and then Glimmer drops in wooo

yeah I know this is a fight scene but eheheheh

and then they banged

okay they kept fighting but like, c'mon

the "sword point under the chin" thing is just so good and I loved the way they did the angles here

OH SHIT I forgot Huntara had heard of She-Ra

OH HO HO HOW THE TURN TABLES

Anyway Huntara does her little speech about how she also used to be a Horde soldier but left because Hordak was such a dick to his soldiers. "you would know, you were one of us."

called THE FUCK OUT

Huntara does her little "you can't defeat the Horde alone even if you're She-Ra" and she responds with "yah I'm not alone tho"

but also that shot is unnecessarily hot

....i've hit the image limit with two minutes to spare so I went back and deleted one because

hggghh

(not gonna get into how Shadow Weaver's face-touching thing is what made Adora do it here but yeah)

Huntara tells her minions to get lost, admits that the war scared the shit out of her and that's why she ran, but she knows that's bullshit and she promises to help Adora stop the war :D and then leads them to the place they were originally looking for: the ruins of Mara's ship!

AND EPISODE OVER

(gonna...see if any of those fics are any good 👀)

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ep28 (2/2): you'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll sigh dreamily, you'll grit your teeth in hopeless anger....this one has it all

the drama of the duel is kind of silly if you know it's a ploy so idc for it but this is very real hurt wwx is expressing and jc just doesn't care I guess!

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS. THIS IS SUCH A DUMB PLAN

also why did he do this. just for the drama....

prettyyy

oh my god so this scene had me sobbing. real tears. she was so happy to see him! her brother!!! but he's going away from them and it's breaking her heart and she's begging jc to do something but he's just standing there and wwx is getting smaller and smaller in the distance 😭 wwx people love you so much!!!!

and this look afterwards...devastating

oh shit did jc give him money? it's implied that lwj gives wq money but following that same logic, maybe jc did too. less in-character for him tho

OUR ICON. HETEROPHOBIC WEI WUXIAN

this is a joke im literally bisexual please dont come for me

im such a sap for their romance...an arrogant rich boy getting into muddy water to personally build you a pond that reminds you of home so you won't be homesick...mud on his face and hiding the lotus behind his back as if he could hide it....I AM charmed!!! I am!!! he may not have any principles either but fuck if he doesn't love his wife!

🥺

and she is CRYING!!!!! she misses her home!!! she wants to be with her brothers!!! this is hard for her!!!

I love that the show teaches you how to watch it. they're saying, look at this romantic couple. jzx is committing to supporting and taking care of jyl. jyl is saying jzx's name with no formalities attached. they're staring deeply into each other's eyes. they're on a bridge (ahh!!! I just noticed!!!). this is what couples in this universe do! dw about kissing. staring intently at each other from an arms-length is the height of romance. and you know what they're right

not that I wouldn't kill for one good wx kiss in ep50. but they're right. sometimes romance is in all the littler things

they call jc 'little' huh. to indicate his youth, and accentuate his helplessness and victimization? don't think that was his goal during the duel

oh my god this scene is fucking hilarious. the poor 19 year old with zero history of working with kids. thrust into this position, a child wailing on his leg, beset on all sides by concerned well-meaning strangers. usually so poised and confident, he's shrunk into himself so much he can barely speak. HE DIDN'T GO TO SCHOOL FOR THIS!!!! he doesn't know SHIT!!!

and ofc wwx in the corner laughing at him

that's like nine people...help

this scene is ALSO funny bc wwx is obviously watching lwj for a minute before making his presence known to him and lwj lifts his head and it's pov now so he's suddenly all 🥺😍😮 but all in one face and the frames slow down as we go slomo and wwx looks so handsome and powerful walking over to rescue him from this disaster. his hero <3

forgot he said this and then said he has a bitter expression. very xie lian to mq of him lol

I love this moment bc it's one of the first gifs I ever saw and I remember the commentary was like 'lwj suddenly realizes he has a burning need to have a family with wwx' etc. etc. and they're right he does wants that desperately. sorry, lwj. give it 20 years

this is rich kid behavior. I thought wx was being mean and teasing a-yuan, but he was just being practical. there are toys there, so he'll use them to distract and calm down a-yuan, then they'll leave. they don't have the money! and a-yuan isn't even that upset

still, lwj 0.2 seconds after meeting his very first baby, can't bear to see one not spoiled. so we get this very cute scene

personal highlights

that first convo was so good but THEN I'LL BE THE PRECENDENT and then jc's monologue ough

wq returning the comb. sad but also lmao. fail jc moment

jyl's dream broke my little heart...

jzx all covered in the mud offering jyl a piece of her home he built with his own two hands (mostly)

lwj frozen and panicking and trapped by well-meaning nosy market-goers. because of a toddler

lwj reprimanding wwx for not buying all the toys. he is so silly