Tumgik
#if not pls tell me who you are bc you honed in on what i love lol
dreamofbecoming · 2 years
Text
(edit: now an actual fic! part 1 part 2 ao3)
hhhhhh ok but now i’m thinking about banshee!jaskier, which means i’m actually thinking about half-siren/half-banshee!jaskier like that one fic (that i lost and totally forgot the name of- does anyone know which one i’m talking about? he had 2 moms but he was raised by his siren mom even though her family shunned her for mating with a banshee, and the reveal scene was geralt/yen/ciri getting captured by cahir’s army and jask going full Creature and just fucking slaughtering all of them, and rescuing them covered in scales and drenched in blood and that was how geralt learned he wasn’t human? anyway it was so fucking good someone pls tell me if u remember the name 😭**)
(**edit tysm anon fic is here)
but ANYWAY i’m thinking about half-siren/half-banshee!jaskier whose powers are a mix of both, so his Song foretells death instead of luring people to it, and i’m only thinking in Vibes right now but something about the lyric “this here is not singing, i’m just screaming in tune” has hooked in my brain and won’t let go
jask with a complicated relationship to music bc he loves stories and he wants to tell them but he keeps feeling that tug at the back of his throat to change the tune when he’s singing to an audience and makes eye contact with someone Doomed, jask who hates the taste of death and tries to go without singing but denying both sides of his instincts like that hurts and denying his passion hurts differently and there’s just no way for him to not be in pain, so he chooses to sing knowing what it will bring
jask who follows geralt around because at least in a witcher’s wake he won’t be suspected as the bringer of death as much, until he realizes that geralt hates it just as much as he does and that’s when he starts to fall in love, because finally he found someone who understands that feeling, that “something awful is going to happen to you and you want me to save you but i can’t always” feeling
OH jask who learns to hone his powers to lure people away from their deaths! because he knows when they’re coming and he can sing people where he wants them to go and he starts saving lives OH OH jaskier who uses that instinct as the Sandpiper! who starts stepping in when he can feel a Song in the back of his throat for an elf, who puts himself between them and death and sings them away to safety!! anskskjdjsks jask who first discovered he could do that when he tasted geralt’s Song and almost went fully feral from how much he needed that Not To Happen
ough welcome to another fic i’ll probably never write why is my brain Like This
158 notes · View notes
iraprince · 1 year
Note
Sorry if you've already said but can I ask what age you started drawing? I'm in my twenties wondering what sort of skill level I can acquire if I haven't been applying myself very much before this point
i have been drawing for as long as i can remember. i started wanting to actively improve my technical skills when i was a teenager; i think i started learning how to actually actively improve my technical skills (on purpose instead of by accident, lol!) in my 20s.
(also -- as wordy as it may be, you'll notice i'm really particular about saying "technical skill" over and over! this is because it is only one factor of what drawing is, but a lot of times when ppl talk about being "good at" drawing, tech skill is what they really mean. when i say technical skill, i'm usually referring to draftsmanship, the ability to draw things not just accurately/realistically, but as they appear in your head; your hand doing what your mind tells you to, your ability to meet your own intentions/expectations for a piece, however it makes sense to conceptualize it. it is NOT the most important part of drawing, not by a long shot, but realistically it's often the sticking point for people who are learning + it can be one of the big struggles in keeping morale up.)
these may seem like finicky distinctions to make, but to me they make sense! bc the benefit we may have starting as adults is a better grasp of how to CONSCIOUSLY study and improve on specific areas of a skill, vs the passive improvement that will generally happen from pure directionless repetition. i feel that i've had jumps in my technical skill level over the course of a year or two as an adult that are bigger than my improvement through all of middle + high school, for example -- and i bring this up bc if what ur concerned about is technical skill, that is not purely 100% about time invested, and starting later than some does not mean you're at some kind of massive insurmountable disadvantage.
in that specific example, the difference as an adult was going into it with intentional curiosity and a drive to specifically improve, vs middle + high school was six years of me happily drawing the same 4-5 characters floating from the waist up in perpetuity. were those years wasted bc i wasn't drilling myself and doing studies? fuck no! but my progress was different, bc i was focused on other, equally important parts of learning to draw. (like discovering + honing my own tastes, consuming a lot of media that inspired me, and having fun!!!!)
SO, anyway, my personal perspective on the skill level u can attain if u start now: the same as anyone else!! and i don't think i'm being like, sunny or unreasonably optimistic in saying so. i think keeping ur chin up and being patient w urself as u learn to draw is generally way harder than actually drawing, for literally everyone. u have to make a lot of dogshit drawings to eventually make good ones, and that is the part that's actually really really hard. but u can make decisions about how and where to apply the time u invest that may show u visible progress in ways you'll find surprising! (pls balance that time with shit that's just fun, too.)
in case it's helpful, i'll leave u with a different very wordy multi-para response where i talk about where to start if you'd like to learn to draw with no/little prior experience: here! it's def not comprehensive and is totally colored by my own opinions/perspective on art, and specifically on illustration/comics, but i hope it might be a starting point :)
120 notes · View notes
t4tchucky · 1 year
Note
hello PLEASE gimme ur Addams thoughts… I too am insane
YES HELLO I WILL GLADLY RAMBLE ABOUT THEM FOREVER. here's a random selection of headcanons for u <3 feel free to ask for specific opinions or whatever if u want
gonna apologise in advance for the lack of pugsley :( i know the least about him as a character
this isn't actually a headcanon i just need to share that one of my boyfriend's coworkers looks EXACTLY like lurch and therefore it is his nickname. it makes me giggle every time he tells me work stories because i literally just imagine lurch addamsfamily fixing cars n shit
anyway! all of them are autistic. all of them. yes, including lurch, and fester, and thing. they all have a sorta shared spin for horror/macabre shit, but also their own individual ones - gomez likes fencing (and lowkey trains #autism), morticia likes plants, wednesday likes historical torture devices, etc etc
gomez and morticia are t4t and bi4bi, and also polyam (i don't think either of them have met anybody they want to include yet, but they're certainly both open to the idea, as long as it brings them joy! you can be a very dedicated lover AND polyam)
wednesday is nonbinary ("if you ever use the words little or girl to describe me again..." 🤨🏳️‍⚧️), aroace-spec, and defo likes girls in some way lol. she uses all pronouns bc she doesn't care, but leans towards she/it/they & spooky neos
i am admittedly fond of the "gomez is allergic to roses and that's why morticia cuts their heads off" theory ngl
also like - whether or not gomez is human seems to be debatable at best? since a lot of the other addamses are undead i sorta just assumed he was too ngl (this isn't a strict headcanon i have, just a musing)
i like to think that the reason thing manages to be sentient and functional despite literally just being a hand is because he's a dead addams who was dismembered, and, when he was brought back for a family gathering or smthn, he accidentally possessed the wrong bit and got stuck. and that was ages and ages ago, so nobody really remembers who he used to be.
lurch is also genderspicy, as a treat (he/it zombzgender lurch ftw, i am cringe and i am free)
all of the addamses know sign language - both the single and double handed signs, because sometimes thing prefers to communicate that way. they learnt partially because their family is so diverse that there's bound to be SOMEONE who's deaf/hoh or mute, and partially just because they're very social people (contrary to what people expect) and would never pass down an opportunity to talk to new people
gomez has really good instincts and can tell when ppl r sneaking up on him etc etc bc of the amount of times he got his ass absolutely handed to him in fester's surprise fights when they were kids. he can also pick out fester's footsteps from a crowd because he's so used to honing in on them to prepare for battle TM
i'm gonna stop there bc it's 2am and i have to go eat food but like -- pls pls pls ask me questions n shit about them i am Going Insane and need to yell <3
8 notes · View notes
cherienymphe · 1 year
Note
With twilight topic being brought up, please tell us your favourite parts in the book series or your fav characters pls!!
Oop okay. I have not read the last 2 in years but I reread them enough to remember lol.
Twilight:
THE BLOOD TYPING SCENE!! Oh my gaaaaawd when I tell you I was so pissed they left that out the movie. I will never forget how blushy I was and how much I was kicking my legs during that scene it's not even funny.
The movie did it justice but my brain was irrevocably (hehe) altered when he saved her from getting killed in the parking lot
Really just the introductions of the cullens in general? I'm pretty vocal about the fact that I would've changed some of the casting and the movie did not do their introductions justice at all. I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful. They were faces you never expected to see except perhaps on the airbrushed pages of a fashion magazine. Or painted by an old master as the face of an angel. It was hard to decide who was the most beautiful – maybe the perfect blond girl, or the bronze-haired boy. Liiiike I'm sorry but the movie fell so flat with that. Bella was beyond observant and they allowed an internal monologue for just about everything else so why not this?
Their trek to the meadow omg I swoon! Them hiking up to the meadow was a whole scene! Literally filled pages in the book where they pretty much spent the whole day together and he just spent the whole time asking her questions and getting to know her. This was just one of those scenes that was cut from the movie that really showed their love story. These two were obsessed with each other but not as unrealistically as the movie portrayed it. They literally spent so much time getting to know each other and wanting to know as much about each other as possible. Their first kiss was literally in the meadow! It was nerve wracking and hesitant and so cute! Wtf was that first kiss in the movie 🤢 and this whole scene had other cute stuff like when she admitted her favorite gemstone was topaz because it reminded her of Edward's eyes.
When James brought up Alice and you figured out that he's the vampire from her story that killed her maker and had tried to kill her. It really honed in on how focused on "the game" he got and how he wouldn't stop so he had to be put down
The scene where Edward drove bella to school the first time. Yeah. Yeah. Another scene I think the movies got right because again, my ass was giddy af reading that.
When Edward tasted Bella's tear 😭 these two were soooo-
I'm sure I'm forgetting a lot bc twilight had so many little scenes and moments that was just building on their love story that I was obsessed with. Every time I read twilight I remember why I was team Edward from day 1
New Moon:
I don't have many favorite scenes to gush over in this book and I'm sure there's no explanation needed as to why 😭 but that dream in the beginning had me SHOOK. Bella's dramatic ass would've made you think she was turning 28 instead of 18 my goodness but it was done so well though.
Literally just the whole birthday scene. Funnily enough NM is my least favorite book but it was my favorite movie for a long time solely because of how accurate it was to the book and the movie did do that scene justice.
Meeting the volturi
When Heidi brought in all those people to be killed.
It made me sad but in a strange way that wasn't completely depressing how Bella didn't want to go to sleep when they came back because she still wasn't convinced it was real and was afraid Edward would be gone when she woke up 🥺
Eclipse:
When Edward got a bed and Bella kept trying to take his clothes off and he kept laughing at her 🧍🏾‍♀️ like idk what he thought was funny because ole girl was serious about that dick
Jasper and Rosalie's story. Again. I think the movies did these scenes pretty solid but idk. Something about the way Rosalie tells her story in the book is so frightening and addicting. You just have this dread the whole time because we all know where she ends up but nothing can properly prepare you for what really happened. I remember I just felt so sad for her. "Would you like to hear my story, Bella? It doesn’t have a happy ending – but which of ours does? If we had happy endings, we’d all be under gravestones now.” Starting it off like this was nothing short of poetry yup yup.
When Jacob found out Edward and Bella were engaged. Lmaooo. Sorry not sorry but Edward was sick af for entertaining jacob that she could ever choose him and then bringing up the engagement knowing his ass was listening. That was a beautiful moment for me
When Edward threatened jacob for kissing Bella without her consent. That was hot
“The word ‘boyfriend’ had me chewing on the inside of my cheek with a familiar tension while I stirred. It wasn’t the right word, not at all. I needed something more expressive of eternal commitment...” THIS! This line right here is why I get miffed when people say Bella didn't really want to marry Edward but just the vampire lifestyle. This is literally how she describes her relationship with Edward and how she has nothing against the commitment to him but moreso the concept of marriage and a wedding itself due to her parents' marriage.
Breaking Dawn:
Y'all already know. Isle Esme shouldve been its own book fr. The whole process of going to the island and the honeymoon was just chef's kiss. Bella just really wanting to be with him in that way and Edward saying he promised they'd try and then she woke up after having the time of her life and Edward the eternal brooder is having a meltdown because there are bruises and she snapped on him about ruining her high 😭
Also when he bit a pillow because he really wanted to bite her >>>
Can't remember if they left this in the movie but definitely the scene where they pretty much say that the women of the Denali coven and their deceased mother are/were succubi
That scene when Jacob realized they were going to have a "real" honeymoon was waaaay more dramatic in the book. Pretty sure it was a miscast but in the movie Jacob just reminded me of an angry cub or puppy most of the time. Like I was not taking him serious at all but in the book? Oh yeah he was going to kill Edward fr if the other pack members hadn't shown up.
The fact that the cleaning lady knew or had an inkling of what Edward and his family was in the beginning and even though she was scared, she still stuck around to watch out for Bella 🥺 in the movie they left in the scene where Edward was begging for her help once they realized bella was pregnant and I was glad
When Edward first heard renesmee's thoughts and it made him not hate her anymore because he could hear how much their baby loved bella and he couldn't hate anything that loved bella
Gaaaaawd when they first found out she was pregnant and she realized her and Edward wouldn't see eye to eye on this and the first person she called was Rosalie? Yeah. I know Rosalie was helping for a lot of selfish reasons but idk. As a Rosalie fan I really liked that Bella knew Rosalie would stick behind her on this if no one else did
When she first woke up from being a vampire and immediately tried to jump Edward's bones in front of everyone and told him he'd been holding out on her 😭
The cottage reveal
Sorry but I'll always prefer the book version where there was no "vision". I know the movie had people gagged but it was unnecessary to me. They gathered all their allies, calmly showed the volturi that renesmee was not an immortal child, the volturi killed irina, and they left. Easy peasy.
As for fave characters, definitely Alice, Rosalie, Jasper, Seth, Caius, Angela, and Edward.
7 notes · View notes
boxofbonesfic · 2 years
Note
Hello! I have been following your work on AO3 for a good while and finally came here to follow you! (Sorry it took so long I haven’t been active on tumblr v much since the fall in 2018). I am a big fan of your work and I get so so so excited when I see that you have posted something new on AO3. I was just wondering (pls don’t answer if you feel uncomfortable) how old you are and how long you’ve been writing? Also, at what point in honing your writing techniques have you been confident enough to post/at what point did you feel that your work had greatly improved? I used to write a ton (esp on here and AO3) but once I started a full time job my first year in uni I fell out of it bc I was too busy. I finally graduated, and now I want to get back but I feel v discouraged/upset bc I feel like my writing isn’t great atm. Again, pls don’t answer if you don’t want to! Much love 💖
hi! omg, welcome to the dumpster fire 😅
i’ll be 31 in june, and i’ve been writing on and off pretty much since i could hold a pencil lol. i think most of us here were like that, always making up stories and writing them down. i started posting god-awful fanfiction when i was in middle-school and had no grasp of real writing techniques beyond “press buttons on keyboard, make words, tell story that is in brain”, lol. i was probably about 12 when i published my first fic on ff.net.
looking back on it, i was posting incomplete absolute drivel—but i was having fun, and that fun helped me build the tools i needed to write the way i do now. so i say you should always post, regardless of whether you feel like your work is good enough. there will always be someone who likes and supports what you’re doing, and if you do it long enough, more people will come to appreciate it.
i stopped writing between the ages of like 19-25, so i totally feel you there. it’s really hard to pick back up when you feel like your skills haven’t improved, or have gotten worse from disuse. reading a lot of new novels, and finding new fic authors whose work i enjoyed really helped me identify the areas i felt needed work in my own writing, and having people’s input on my progress and plot points was really helpful when i started posting.
i would say to start with something small! that’s what i did—if you go back, you’ll notice most, if not all of my works were one-shots, even if they were broken into two or more sections for readability. it’s okay not to have a big, fleshed out plot. i even looked up smut prompts on tumblr for ideas.
i hope this helps!
6 notes · View notes
myheartsoarsforyou · 4 years
Note
The gay asks, as many as you feel like doing. Starting at 1 stop when you feel like it
Oh, you don’t know what you’ve signed up for. I’ll put it under a readmore, lol. 
Just to note: Probably going to do most, if not all of them, so there you go. :)
how tall are you? 5′6″
what is your body type? Chubby, but curves are still there.
what is your favorite part about your body? Ehh, I don’t really like any part. My eyes, I guess?
is your current hair color your natural hair color? For now, but as soon as I’m able to get to my salon I’m dyeing it
are you more outgoing or more shy? Depends on the setting but for the most part definitely shy
are you more femme or butch? Femme I guess? I dunno, I’d argue probably somewhere in-between but leaning towards femme. 
are you tol or smol? Height wise? I guess kinda tol? Iunno I don’t think I’m either but hey! lol
wine mom or vodka aunt? Vodka aunt, but I don’t drink much anymore.
weird habit? Uhh idk?
favorite meme? Don’t talk me i angy
do you sing in the shower? Oh yes, especially if I have music going lol
ever used a bow and arrow? Not yet!
are/were you a theatre kid? Nope, 
have you ever seen a broadway musical? Not in person? 
do you think musicals are cheesy? Probably but that’s half the fun.
have you ever been a part of a protest or a march? I wish, especially right now, but I would probably break down around that many people. I support as much as I can.
favorite Cards Against Humanity Card? I don’t think I have a favorite?
last movie you watched? Silent Hill: Revelations
behind the camera or in front of it? Behind, 100%. I hate having my picture taken. i’ll make exceptions, but. 
favorite tv show? Mmmh... it used to be Supernatural but I don’t really watch TV. Maybe ATLA? I’m rewatching/finishing that sporadically.
meaning behind your url He makes my heart soar higher than ever.
reason you joined tumblr A looong time ago, because of SPN. 
who’s your closest tumblr friend? I don’t really talk to people on tumblr ?? I’m just kinda... here
what’s something most people love that you hate? Iunno o.o
have you ever taken narcotics? Technically yes I have
have you had sex? Mhmm
have you ever gotten caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? Err, yeah. I got caught with a ‘friend’ of mine when I was younger. Woops.
worst/funniest lie you’ve ever told? I don’t remember any? I don’t know. 
describe your passion without mentioning it. Escape, building something completely new with friends, making friends within a universe you help shape, seeing and doing more fantastiscal things than could be done in real life. 
describe your best friend. I have two people I consider best friends. An artist, an activist, passionate about her work, heartfelt and exciteable. Another artist, unsure of his work but talented none the less, overly critical of himself. 
give us one thing about you that no one knows. I don’t think there’s much if anything that my bf doesn’t know about me?
how do you feel right now? my tummy hurts
what is your biggest fear? Losing him. 
what’s a song that always makes you happy when you hear it? Love Me - NU’EST
what is the best decision you’ve made in your life so far? Definitely sticking it out and staying close to my bf before we got together and persuing things when the opportunity arose. 
have you ever tried your hardest and then been disappointed in the end? Very often in my life rn tbh
something you fantasize about. Living with my love in a 3 bedroom house with our little domestic zoo and being happy. 
last time you cried and why Saturday, multiple times. It was a rough day and was thinking a lot about my cousin (long story short he’s no longer around)
what was the last thing that made you laugh? Probably my boyfriend. 
do you really, truly miss someone right now? I miss my bf because I haven’t seen him irl in two years and it kills me. 
who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything? Bf
the last time you felt broken? Saturday again because of the aforementioned. 
are you starting to realize anything? That I will put up with a lot if I feel like I have to to see him. 
are you more dominant or more submissive? Definitely submissive, but I have my moments. 
i’ll only date you if _____. (fill in the blank) Mmm, I don’t really have strict qualifications. Treat me well, tell me if something’s up, and just love me. But I have that right now, so I guess the strict qualification is if he agrees & We’re good to be a polycule. 
do you prefer to date people the same age as you, younger, or older? I used to say strictly older, but honestly AS LONG AS it’s legal and moral either or. Bf’s two years younger than me and more mature than anyone older than me that I’ve been with so lol. 
describe the person you’re in love with/have a crush on in great detail. My height, great eyes, gorgeous to me, dyed-red hair, avid gamer, tattoo enthusiast. He’s passionate regardless of how he sees it, and he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I love every part of him and I will even if things change. 
do you have any kinks? Many. Lol. 
first thing you notice in a person? Depends, sometimes eyes, sometimes voice, sometimes approachability lol.
how can someone win your heart? You’d have to ask my bf
been rejected by a crush? Yep! 
have you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back? Oh yes lol
would you have sex with the last person you text messaged? Actual texts? No. But if discord messages count - yes. lol
is trust a big issue for you? Yes
did you hang out with the person you like recently? Yes
is confidence cute? It can be, but there’s a fine line between it and arrogance. 
what would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy? It depends entirely on the situation. Did we agree on a romantic/sexual third? Sure. If not I’d probably be pretty upset. 
would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh? Probably not. 
does the person you have feelings for right now know you do? I should DEFINITELY hope so lmao
ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush? I’ve been in high school. 
do you want to get married I do, though I never thought I’d be able to say that
worst thing you’ve ever done? Probably cheating on someone I cared about with someone I should’ve never involved myself with. 
three things that turn you on. Biting, neck kisses, making out. 
who do you hate? Eh, my boss rn.
favorite term of endearment? My bf calls me kitten c: 
who was your celebrity/fictional gay awakening? Probably Willow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer 
intimidating girls or kind girls? Why not both?
what do you look for in a possible partner? If we’d work well together lol, it all depends. 
do you tend to like more masculine, feminine, or androgynous girls? Err, a little of all? I tend to go for masc in general, but I am definitely interested in all of the above. 
are you good at flirting? Not...really lol
who was the first person you came out to? My bestie
do you have any friends who are wlw? Yep!
is your crush wlw? See, this is complicated. Technically at the moment no, but there has been gender questioning in the past and it’s possible that at some point in the future yes. 
last person to make you reconsider your sexuality? That’s been a long time ago lmao, I’ve been pretty confident I am Super Queer for a long while. 
write a short love poem to your crush/self? I am not good at these and very tired so I’m gonna pass on this one
do you fall in love easily? I used to, but not anymore. Mainly cause I’m still very deeply in love with the person I think is my soul mate. 
is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about? Yerp.
are you good at hiding your feelings? Not really no
are you a forgiving person? I can be. Bf thinks I am too forgiving. 
what is your “type?” Uhh, it depends? And fluctuates? lol
fall asleep in her arms or rub her back until she falls asleep in yours? Both.
tall girls or short girls? Both, though prob tall more often than not.
hugs or kisses? Kisses
twirl her around or get twirled? Twiiiirl. 
tummy kisses or thigh kisses? Thigh
hairline kisses or neck kisses? Neck
play with her hair or stroke her tummy? I have Two Hands
making out or soft kisses? Both, but I Really Like making out
hugs around the neck or hugs around the waist? Neck, but also both. 
how confident are you in your sexuality? 100%
when you like someone do you blush or get butterflies in your stomach? Yes, a lot lol
have you ever liked a friend as more than a friend? did you tell them? I would not be with my bf if this wasn’t the case. 
how old were you when you realized you were into girls? I think I was 13? 
most embarrassing thing you’ve done in front of a cute girl? Uhhh... I don’t really remember lol
do you have a favorite lesbian ship? is it canon? Yes! But it ended not great so :(
what is the most aggravating thing someone has said to you about your sexuality? I really hate when people say I should identify in a certain way because it’s a “slur” the whole point of reclaiming things is to take the ammunition out of it. And a lot of words have been slurs in the past that seem to be fully acceptable. 
when was the last time a girl made your heart flutter? I don’t really remember. 
what is love to you? It can change but at its heart it makes you feel warm and soft, and makes you feel a little bit better about the bad things in life. 
0 notes
arvinsescape · 3 years
Note
Hi babe I got a really long BUT amazing request so here goes: how about, you’re in a relationship with Peter for like six months and you’ve been sexually active for two and one day you ask Peter, "what are your kinks, what would u like to try?I really want u to enjoy sex with me pls tell me". And he’s all like flustered and shy but then when he finally tells you, he says "Um I’ve seen some stuff on pornhub and I’d really like to dominate u ??" And ur like sooo shocked bc hes never like that but then when u agree he goes full dom mode and it really turns u on( and ur surprised ur into that stuff) n shit and pls add as muuuuuuchhhh dirty talk as u can!!! I’m so sorry that was soooo specific, if u don’t wanna write it it’s fine don’t worryyy 💜💜
A/N: Hi lovely!! Thank you so much for sending this in! I hope you enjoy 💕 Peter and reader are both over the age of 18.
Warnings: Smut, Dom!Peter, fingering, overstimulation, unprotected sex (wrap it up, minors do not engage,), language.
You'd been with Peter for six months, you'd both been sexually active for the last two and wow, you were both very sexually active. Peter had swung round to your apartment on his lunch break the other day, just to, well, have you for lunch.
It was the weekend and Peter had come round, you'd had sex once that day, he'd followed you into the shower. You enjoyed sex with Peter, of course you did, he was the first man you'd been with that cared about you getting off and paid attention to what you actually liked. Something was bothering you, though.
You wondered if he was thoroughly enjoying it, most of the sex you had was about you and although you loved that, you truly did, you wanted to make sure he was also enjoying himself.
"Pete?" You asked, you were both in your bed, you were intending to sleep but your thoughts were keeping you awake. He hummed as he rolled onto his back.
"What are your kinks? Like what would you like to try?" You asked and Peter sat up on his elbows, looking down at you.
"What?" He asked with furrowed brows.
"I just really want you to enjoy sex with me." You said and he leant over to kiss your forehead.
"I do."
"There must be something you want to try that we haven't." You spoke and Peter moved away from you, sitting up as he ran a hand down his face.
"It doesn't matter." He said, you moved to switch the lamp on, the light illuminating his face, tips of his ears had gone red.
"Pete, you can tell me." You said as you reached out for him, placing a hand on his arm.
"I don't know, what if you're not into it?"
"We won't know if we don't try." You reasoned.
"Okay," he sighed, clearly flustered. "So, I've seen some stuff on pornhub." He started and you furrowed your brows, waiting for him to carry on. "I'd really like to dominate you." He said.
You were shocked, Peter? Your sweet Peter, careful, gentle Peter, wanted to dominate you. You'd never done anything like it before, it'd be new territory for you to, you weren't not into the idea, you just didn't know what to expect. Peter had taken your silence negatively.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a thought. We never have to do anything you don't want to." He said as he stroked his finger down your face.
"No, I think we should." You said confidently. "I've never done it before, could be fun, we might both really enjoy it."
"Seriously?" Peter asked and you nodded, biting your lip as you looked at him, excitement creeping into your system. "I love you." He spoke as he kissed your forehead, the two of you drifting into sleep.
**
You woke up, feeling for Peter on his side of the bed, but he wasn't there. You furrowed your brows, looking around the room, not finding him. You flopped back down onto the bed, thinking about last nights conversation. You were excited, very excited, you felt yourself grow needy between your legs, needy for your boyfriend.
It wasn't long before he made an appearance, glass of water in hand as he placed it on the nightstand, looking down at you.
"Morning." He said, his morning voice not helping your situation between your legs.
"Hey." You smiled back at him. Peter watched you for a while, he looked like he was waiting for something, you weren't sure what until you stretched out. You gasped as you felt your hands make contact with the headboard, almost forcefully.
You looked up and bit your lip, he'd webbed you to the headboard. You couldn't believe your bodies response to the action, growing wetter as you grew more excited about what he was going to do next.
"You look so good like that." Peter said, voice laced with lust and you sighed out in pleasure as he nipped at your collarbones. "So hot." He said and you weren't sure if he was talking about how you looked or your body temperature that had risen. His hand trailing down your body, hand splayed out on your stomach.
"Pete." You practically begged, surprising yourself. You weren't sure you'd be into this but fuck, you were wrong. You were so into this, this side of Peter was doing this to you that you'd never experienced before.
"Shh, baby, I'm gonna take care of you." Fuck, you were his, completely willing to do whatever he wanted. He trailed a finger through your folds, groaning at how wet you were, it was for definite the wettest you'd ever been. "So fucking wet for me." He said.
You wished he'd been more vocal in your previous encounters, it was making you almost primal for him, if you weren't tied down you'd be pulling him all over you. You didn't want him to stop, wanted to see what else he was going to do.
"If you want me to stop just say so." He said huskily into your ear, you'd realised over the last two months that consent is very important to him. "Gonna make you come for me pretty girl."
He teased your entrance, circling his fingers around you, never entering, just teasing. You whimpered at the contact, you enjoyed the teasing, enjoyed how hot it made you feel, how much more excited you grew.
"That's it baby, let me hear those beautiful little sounds you make." He whispered into your ear, nibbling on the lobe. You were growing hotter and wetter by the second, your body responding to him in ways you'd never imagined.
It wasn't long before he slid a finger into you and you sighed in pleasure at the contact. Hips lifting from the bed as you tried to send his finger in deeper. Peter using his free hand to pin your hips back down.
"You'll take what I give you princess." He said, lips sucking your collarbone. "I'll decide how deep you're gonna have my fingers inside you." He said, command to his tone, completely the opposite to his usual tone, you liked it. He added a second finger, curling them up to brush your g spot.
You moaned as he continued to brush against it, enough to stimulate you but not enough to have your orgasm build. Your moaning continued as he continued to place kisses along your collarbone, you were sweating now, the heat having risen so much.
He moved his thumb and placed it onto your throbbing clit, you threw your head back, back arching off the mattress, a moan of his name leaving your lips. He looked at you in awe for a second, drinking in the way you reacted to his touch.
"That's it baby, take what I'm giving you. Come for me like the good girl I know you are." He said and your legs began to shake, orgasm building, as he brushed your g spot and circled your clit, firm, building your orgasm slowly.
You pulled against the webbing, wanting to run your hands through his hair. "Peter." You moaned out, walls clenching around his fingers. "That's it baby, let everyone know who's making you feel this good, so needy for my fingers aren't you?" It was a question that didn't need an answer, you loved his fingers lodged deep into you.
Your moans and breathing had become irregular, you were so close, right on the edge. "Come. Let everyone hear those beautiful sounds, tell everyone who making you feel this good." He said, sucking on your sweet spot, the skin just below your ear.
That was it, you came with a scream of his name and legs shaking. He fucked you through your high, your senses became almost muffled as your orgasm ripped through you, one of the best you'd ever experienced. You expected him to remove his fingers, but he didn't, he continued to rub your now sensitive clit as you continued to pant and moan for him.
"Want another one sweetheart. Can you give me another?" He asked, almost demanding tone. You'd never felt pleasure like it, his fingers on your sensitive bundle of nerves as he appeared to hone in on your pleasure. "Words." He said, lips now taking a nipple into his mouth.
"I, Pete, I don't. Feels so good." You moaned, words jumbled as the pleasure consumed you, every part of you felt like it was on fire. New orgasm building as he continued to rub your clit, fingers brushing more firmly against your g spot.
"Look at you. Can't even string a sentence together, wonder what you'll be like when I fill you up with my cock. Is that what you want? To come on my cock." He said, he was watching you in awe again. Body shaking, head thrown back into the pillow, his eyes darkened as he watched you.
"Gonna fuck you so hard baby. Fuck you into this bed until you can't think straight." He said and you fell over the edge again, your body writhing in pleasure as you pulled against the webbing, head thrown deeper into the pillow, vision turning white.
The pleasure was so intense this time around, so much better than anything you'd ever experienced. He fucked you through your second high, your clit now incredibly sensitive as you tried to move your hips away from his touch.
"Pete, it's too, it's too much." You moaned and he hummed as he carefully removed his fingers, now completely covered in both of your orgasms. He locked eyes with you, placing his fingers into his mouth.
"Taste so good, so fucking sweet. Can't get enough of you." He said once he'd licked his fingers clean. You needed a minute before he fucked you, he knew that, giving you a minute to calm down as he placed attentive kisses along your shoulders, hands rubbing your still shaking thighs.
"Did so well for me baby, so fucking good for me. I'm so proud of you." Fuck, you were in love with this man. Never had anyone ever pleased you the way he did and just had.
"Want you to fuck me Pete." You said, ready for the railing you were about to receive, walls clenching and unclenching around nothing.
"Since you've been so good for me, I think I can give you what you want. You want my cock, don't you?" He said as you nodded your head and he tutted. "What have I said about words?"
"Fuck me, Peter please. Just want your cock." You begged, hips raising off the bed in an effort to get him closer. He was now wedged between your legs, body on top of yours.
"As you wish my princess." He said, moving a piece of sweaty hair from your face. He placed himself inside you, both of you moaning at the contact. "Fuck, you're so goddam tight." He hissed as he fisted the bedsheets next to your head.
Your last two orgasms had caused you to be tighter than usual, you could feel every inch of him, every vein. You both moaned, fuck he felt amazing. He drew back before slamming into you, body moving further up the bed as he did.
"Fuck." You moaned, eyes rolling back into your head. His fists were still fisting the sheets as he fucked you into the mattress, every thrust jolting your body and fuck, this felt amazing.
"Such a good girl, taking my cock so well." He praised as he continued to fuck into you, it was raw, hot, a third orgasm building. "Gonna come around my cock like the filthy little cumslut I know you can be." He said and shit, that drove you insane.
You were close, this was the first time in your life, you felt an orgasm build with no clit stimulation and Peter seemed to be the only man who could do that for you. It wasn't long before you went over the edge for a third time, this orgasm sending you into an almost frenzy.
You were hot, the third orgasm causing you to squeeze around him in a way that sent him over the edge, with a 'fuck' and moan of your name. You lost every sense for a moment as your body filled with nothing but pleasure.
Peter watched as your body fell into absolute bliss, something he'd never seen before, he was almost awestruck watching the way you climaxed, you looked so beautiful to him. He ripped the webbing from around you, allowing your hands to fall.
He took them in his own, interlacing your fingers, anchoring you as he pinned them next to your head, fucking you through the most intense orgasm he'd ever been apart of. He watched as your body stilled, eye shut and he panicked.
"Baby, hey, you okay?" He asked as he coaxed your eyes open. When he was met with your completely fucked out expression he relaxed. You were okay.
He rolled off you, clean up could wait, pulling you into his side. "You okay?" He asked carefully and you hummed.
"We need to do that more often." You said and Peter smiled, kissing your forehead.
"We certainly will but how about a bath right now?" He asked and watched as you lazily nodded before trying to make your own way there. You almost collapsed, Peter catching you.
"I don't think my legs work right now." You giggled and Peter smirked, full of pride.
"Let me take care of you Princess, did such a good job for me." He said as he picked you up bridal style and made his way towards the bathroom, to clean you up and look after you in whatever way you needed.
222 notes · View notes
seoafin · 3 years
Note
Sooo i may or may not have become obsessed with the rip!verse (each of your posts make my day and white lighters what a delightful read, holy shit) and i have so many questions! (Pls ma'am... feed us... we need the high quality content you provide...)
1. What is reader's cursed technique? I remember toji saying she had potential upon (brutally) trying to kill her and her examining yuji to... idk, try to seal sukuna, but you've never explicitly said anyting and i am dying to know more (pls help)
2. We all know poor, poor Megumi suffers from the incessant pining between reader and gojo. But what about Yuji and Nobara? And the second years? Do they try to set them together, crossing out the ideas/plans they've already tried, becoming more and more desperate each time it inevitabely fails in the most improbable way? Or does gojo asks for their help?
3. And how could i not talk about the Shibuya Arc? (also known as "gege please for the love of god stop" arc) Where is reader? Did she manage to follow gojo abd watch the... incident unfold? Did she stay behind with Shoko? Did she go with the students? Did she join the kyoto school? How did she react upon learning that gojo was chillin' in his lil cube while the whole world was going to hell? (And did she see Getwo??? What was her reaction??? I have whole scene in mind and am now itching to write it down although i must sleep?? Why??)
(Yep, the rip!verse leaves rent free in my mind. Not that i complain though. It never ceases to amaze me no matter how many times i read it. Plus it inspires me for my own writing so *bows* thank you so much for creating such a bloody brilliant masterpiece! Have a lovely night/day!)
THIS ASK??? Hxhsbndnd i’m so glad you like the ripverse!!
prepare for an info dump + general information on rip!mc which I probably should have typed out/ elaborated on earlier LOL
1)
honestly i'm still working out the details but it's probably going to be something along the lines of the ability to suspend time for a person/object with certain conditions that must be met. but once they're met you can hold it for as long as you wish. It’s not exactly an offensive cursed technique, but deadly if utilized properly! it also comes in handy when trying to study curses!
rip!mc is a historian/researcher who classifies curses which is a fascination which was born after geto left. weirdly, it helps you feel closer to him. your research takes you around the country, and even abroad some times (which gojo despises), but you’re more than well equipped to defend yourself. you trained maki with the polearm!!
I also like the idea of them occasionally teaching as an adjunct professor at Tokyo University (grad student MC ftw), so they know what it’s like to be a teacher, although it’s not exactly the same! the semesters you do teach—you occasionally stay with gojo
the reason why toji said that is bc rip!mc caught toji's eye a split second before he stabbed gojo. since you’re very very sensitive to cursed energy and by default, other people, the pure absence of cursed energy made you instinctively turn. toji was referring to the fact that if you honed your skill a little more, you maybe would have even sensed him!
also the reason why rip!mc is more sensitive to cursed energy than gojo is because he probably automatically filters out the sheer number different cursed energies (since the sensory overload would be crazy while rip!mc never really learned to do that and as a result became more attuned to cursed energies in general)
Also more about the cursed seals! Rip!mc is exceptionally good at making seals because of how sensitive they are to cursed energy. In harmonious, you had to gauge sukuna’s overall (at the time) power in order feel out whether or not you could make a good enough seal (the higher ups requested it) to contain sukuna.
2)
Everyone is tired of gojo’s pining. And suspicious at how oddly ignorant you are. When gojo makes himself at home on your lap in the middle of a meeting for the umpteenth time, and you’re completely unfazed, everyone’s like?????
It kinda goes back to how rip!mc refuses relationships because she knows she’s going to die (hazards of the job), and she’s afraid of leaving a lover behind more than anything (childhood trauma. involves parents), and in her head, friends and lovers are two distinctly different things (they really aren’t). Getting over a friend's death is different from getting over a lover’s death (once again, not really, who’s going to tell her???)
And gojo, for as much as he lacks boundaries (ie; has none) tries to accommodate it the best he can although you’ve always been his. shoko always tells gojo that (like always when it comes to rip!mc) he’s jumping the gun, but he shoots her with finger guns and says that he has no idea what she’s talking about :)
Maybe the reason why you’re never home is because you doesn’t want to confront your feelings haha
When it comes to the nosy students. Nobara likes you but can’t fathom gojo in a relationship. Yuji automatically assumes you and gojo are dating. Maki thinks that you can do so much better than that idiot. Panda thinks it’s cute. Inumaki: Salmon. Yuta sees the way gojo “looks” at you but thinks he’s overthinking it, and doesn’t want to say anything.
Megumi, on the other hand, tells everyone to leave it since he’s a bit protective over rip!mc.
3
You’re not the only one!! I’ve gotten messages on ao3 asking about the shibuya arc LOL 😭
the reader was called back from Okinawa as backup and reached tokyo as soon as gojo entered the curtain. he texted her saying not to worry (haha). They entered with shoko and yaga to protect her and the patients. And when she hears that gojo’s been sealed, she’s completely bewildered. Gojo can take care of himself wherever he is, she’s more worried about the students than him tbh LOL (gojo is definitely going to whine about that later)
When megumi’s dropped off by yuji (ugh!!!) this is where it could go either way.
1) Shoko sees how worried you are about yuji, whose cursed energy you picked up before he ran away, and tells you to go. You find him but he runs away from you. If this happened I could see a getwo reunion (I’m hurt, did you already forget my face?) where getwo reaches out to touch your hair and gets stopped by surprise, surprise, original geto deep inside. Cue some more body vs soul philosophical talking points before you eventually meet up with the kyoto gang AND utahime!!!
2) Stay with shoko. Eventually get called to the Kyoto group.
Meanwhile inside the prison realm gojo is playing with a ring the size of your ring finger (how he got the measurement nobody knows)
80 notes · View notes
mikwrites-archive · 4 years
Text
Tumblr media
       ♖ afflatus, /əˈflādəs/ a divine creative impulse or inspiration.
   ♖ pairing: xu minghao x reader (painter x royal au)        ♖ warnings: hella long oops    ♖ wc: 5k words 
       ♖ a/n: new fandom to write for, new record of a word count, who am i damn HWJBJDSFHS anyways i hope u guys like this pls lmk what u think bc im kinda nervous HAHAH
Tumblr media
You’d grown up with a penchant for pretty things.
Your gaze of innocent youth widening with wonder at your mother’s glittering jewels, your father’s heavy crown, laughing at the splashing fountains across the vast gardens that spewed crystalline water amongst shimmering koi.
Yet with age, the gilded champagne tinted chandeliers, flowing gowns of all pale and deep hues, and all the other little beauteous wonders thrust at you across the years whether you desired them or not, became dull.
The listening to melodies became the study of notes and aching of fingertips, the joy of dancing became tight shoes and even stiffer, polite movements; every little action and hobby seemed to soon become a task of royalty.
“Who made that?”
It’s not any style you recognize, with furrowed eyebrows you study the art hanging on Lord Jun’s wall in his quarters, almost as a habit of your studies.
You’re parsing through the list of painters in your mind that you’d been forced to memorize the previous week, as Jun laughs.
“I didn’t know you were interested in art, your highness.”
You shoot him a glare, and he fails to hide his grin as he stuffs his garments into his luggage. While Jun was a lord of your father’s council, your close ages allowed you both to maintain a close friendship, and he knew most of your recent complaints with sympathy.
He was currently packing for an ambassador trip back at his home kingdom, and you were attempting to dispel the simmering disappointment at your closest friend leaving for even just a few weeks.
“A friend painted it for me. Do you like it?”
“It’s pretty.”
And for once, you mean it.
“You’ll meet him soon enough I believe. Your mother has been wanting an artist on grounds for family portraits and I recommended him.”
“What’s his name?” You squint, the squiggle of signature in the corner incomprehensible to you.
“Xu Minghao.” Jun answers.
“He’s not from here?”
Jun hums, casting you a glance, noting how you’ve yet to take your eyes off the painting.
“I think you’ll take a liking to him.”
Tumblr media
Jun’s letter is like a piece of home to Minghao, the script messier than his own, but in the familiar tongue that Minghao whispers to himself softly as the tide laps at his feet.
He knows his decision before he even reaches the end of the parchment, but reads through anyways, and folds it neatly back into his pocket. Heavy, umber eyes watch the rolling waves for a few more moments, chipping absently away at the dried paint on the tips of his slender fingers, before making his way back to the tiny house a little ways away with his hollow knocking heart.
Minghao packs his belongings the early morning of his departure, not looking back once at the shabby house he’d spent the past few months in as he canters away on his black mare, eyes set on the salt spraying sea he was really leaving behind instead.
He wonders if palace gardens were a satisfying alternative.
The idea of stable housing and food was enough to satiate his artistic nitpicking for the time being, and Minghao makes a silent promise to return to the sea one day.
Tumblr media
Minghao is introduced to you a day after he arrives and the day Jun leaves.
Wind strewn dark hair grown past his ears, worn leather vest, paint flecked billowing sleeves of eggshell white, black loose pants, and scuffed shoes. He’s the opposite of your delicate satin gown, immaculately styled curls, and dainty accessories, but you feel as if you’re the one out of place as you observe him, both of you waiting for Jun in the courtyard, finishing his farewell to your parents.
He’s quiet, long features often solemn, sometimes slipping upwards in a small smile at the littlest of things or out of politeness.
You’re about to attempt to start conversation to fill the silence, but another voice cuts in.
“I hope you’ll behave while I’m gone.” Jun grins at you, appearing from the large doors with your parents in tow, shining brightly under the beaming sunlight, and you snort, relieved.
“I should be the one telling you that. God knows what you’d do without me.”
“Rejoice, of course.” 
Your retort is muffled as he gathers you in an embrace, which you return just as strongly.
“I’ll write as soon as I settle.” He promises, and you only nod as you watch him move to Minghao, absently listening to the soft Mandarin they used to converse.
“Watch over her, yeah?”
“Me?” Minghao blinks, the surprise etched on his features comical to Jun who laughs. Jun knows you well enough that your curiosity would eventually overtake your tiptoeing around Minghao, but for the artist, while loneliness wasn’t ideal, he’d endure it no matter how much it gnawed at him.
“And yourself as well. You both need more friends. You can’t always be alone.” 
The words settle forlornly in the pit of Minghao’s stomach as Jun draws him in, patting him on the back before he clambers upon the saddle, waving one last time before setting off.
Your mother suggests then that you provide a tour for Minghao before he begins his work the next day, claiming it as practice for future diplomatic encounters, and you almost miss his curiously amused glint in his eyes as you murmur a quiet agreement, beckoning him to follow you once you Jun becomes a tiny speck in the distance of your squinted vision.
The royal gardens do not disappoint as the last destination, almost exceeding Jun’s scrawling description within his letter, Minghao realizes with satisfaction.
The soft hum of fat bumblebees puttering across the extensive variety of blooms that were maintained to their fullest in neat order, along with the trickling ponds and fountains you could hear if you honed in just enough by the glade of willow trees where you decided to end the tour.
Minghao settles down on one of the bumpy roots, closing his eyes as he rests his hand on the cool bark, the other twirling the blades of grass by his thigh.
You’ve convinced yourself he’s fallen asleep, breaths rising slowly as his movements cease, but suddenly his eyes open, meeting yours, and you flush as if you’d been caught in the wrong.
“Would you like to meet here tomorrow morning to begin the portrait?”
You can only stammer a hasty agreement, and the lanky boy stands, gazing up at the filtered sunlight between the leaves with slightly squinted eyes. 
“I would say you could return to your daily activities, but if I’m honest, I don’t remember how to return to the palace.” He admits after a moment, and you duck your head to hide your smile, but he catches it with one of his own.
Tumblr media
Heavy is the head that wears the crown.
While you’re sure there’s a deeper meaning, the head piece currently sitting upon your tightly styled hair, was indeed weighty, and didn’t assist your focus of maintaining a still, straight posture.
“You fidget a lot. Your highness.” Minghao adds on respectfully after a beat, and you immediately cease your movements, smiling sheepishly.
“My apologies. I’ve never liked getting my portrait done. When I was younger I remember they always had to promise me my favourite sweet afterwards.”
“I’ll try to finish as quickly as I can then.” He grins wryly. “Or perhaps I can request the cook to make something specific for tonight’s dessert.”
You fail to hold in your shaking laughs, but Minghao doesn’t mind.
Tumblr media
Minghao doesn’t see you often after he completes the portrait. 
It seems to be an occurrence for most around the palace, the few acquaintances Minghao made telling him it was common now for you to be holed up in a study, while you used to constantly tag around the kitchens, amble around the stables, and meander the gardens. He’s slightly disappointed in your lack of appearance, but fills his time with roaming around the palace grounds himself and satisfying his artistic needs.
He meets you again by accident (or fate), as he brushes aside the curtain of flowers that concealed a small space he’d discovered yesterday, perfect for peaceful painting. 
The air is charged with awkward stumbling as Minghao fumbles with his armload of supplies and you bolt up from your relaxed position, but you’re quick to react, snapping your book shut lightly.
“I’ll leave you to work. I’m sure your artistry requires more of the space than I do.” 
“Please, stay.” 
You’re convinced that he’s only insisting you stay out of courtesy, but you know he’s one to not say something he doesn’t mean, so you settle back down, skirt pooling under you, lace hem fluttering like your heart. 
“How are you liking the kingdom so far?” You prompt as he sets up his palette, and Minghao shrugs, flicking a few stray strands of hair impatiently from his eyes. It leaves a smudge of paint on his forehead, and you smile in the secrecy of your pages.
“It’s not home, but it’s pleasant.”
“Will you tell me about your home?”
Home.
The word pangs in Minghao’s chest like an empty echo in a gaping chasm, but he obliges, hoping to fill it with his memories, recalling the sound of rain outside his window, the croaking of frogs at night, and the aroma of his mother’s cooking.
You listen carefully, closing your eyes as you do, inhaling slowly the scent of honeysuckle, lulling you to peaceful bliss. Minghao’s voice is calming, lilting and gentle, and eventually fades out of your consciousness.
He’s not sure how long it is that he’s been speaking while you’ve slept, surprising even himself as he usually prefers painting in peace, but the pale array of buds on the stretched canvas bloomed with a sleeping form as the sun slowly begins to switch places with the moon.
Time is unrivaled as Minghao loses himself to the simple intricacies of his art, until a messenger arrives.
“Your highness.” The address comes with a gentle shake to your shoulder, and you rise slowly, rubbing your eyes drowsily. 
“What happened?”
“You've been called for dinner.” Minghao explains. “You fell asleep in the garden.”
“My apologies,” you bow your head lightly, regret washing over you as you notice the orange tinged sky, a contrast to the baby blue of when you last recalled consciousness. “I hope I didn’t waste your entire day waiting upon me.”
Minghao thinks of the piece behind him, palms dusted with the colour of your chiffon gown, and shakes his head.
“I didn’t.”
Tumblr media
Minghao almost falls asleep amidst the bustle of ballgowns and coattails, the lilting laughter and flirty chatter tuned out, an imprinted mark left on his face as he starts at a tap on his shoulder.
“Won’t you dance?” 
Your voice is sweet and quizzical, and he shakes his head timidly, an expression you had used to mistake for solemness, and you sigh. 
“Why not? It’s fairly easy.”
“I don’t dance.”
It’s a blatant lie, and Minghao knows you see through it, his guilty eyes flicking away from your gaze hurriedly as he utters it. As you hold your hand out knowingly, Minghao grudgingly takes it, letting himself be pulled onto the floor where other pairs flocked like seagulls.
Faint crescents of colour are under his neatly trimmed nails, calloused palms a contrast to the gentle grip of his hands.
Minghao hopes you don’t notice the way they shake slightly.
The music starts, and he stumbles in the sudden rapidity of the orchestra, and you bite the inside of your cheek to stifle your giggles, which he notices with narrowed eyes. It’s almost forgotten as you’re immersed within the dance, reminding Minghao of the sea, of home, and the thrumming of his heart.
“You said you didn’t dance.” You accuse breathlessly as the music fades and you’re both upon the sidelines once more, and Minghao blinks. 
“You said it would be easy.” He retorts, and you grin cheekily.
“Forgive me, I suspected you weren’t entirely speaking the truth. Especially considering Jun told me a bit about your skills upon mentioning the ball to him in his last correspondence.”
“Of course.” Minghao purses his lips, hiding a smile as he tugs at his collar, fanning himself lightly.
“Do you want to go for a walk?” You’re already making your way to the exit, and Minghao finds himself following subconsciously. 
“Now?” He blinks, and you nod.
“No one will notice, if only for a few moments to cool down. It does get fairly stuffy at events such as these.” 
As if sensing his hesitancy with his darting glances around the ballroom, you grab his arm, a glowing flush on your features as you tug him along. He excuses his own blush creeping up his neck upon the crowd, dispelled sharply when you both meet the crisp night air.
“I didn’t take you for a worrier, Xu Minghao.” You grin as you prop yourself up easily  on the short garden wall, implying to Minghao that you’ve done this before. 
“I didn’t know your highness was such a rebelliously improper figure.” 
He hops up next to you with a smile as you laugh, trickling off to a content sigh that puffs out wispily, hanging in the air before dissipating. Legs are kicked lightly, childishly, heels thumping against the wall, filling the comfortable silence.
“We should go inside, your highness.” Minghao notices with a murmur, but he makes no move himself, entranced with the way the pale moonlight filters itself across your upturned features. His fingers itch for his paints, to resolve the artistic ache within his chest at this scene, but instead he resorts to memorizing every little detail in breathlessness. “You’re shivering.”
“Just a little longer.”
He’s in no position to argue, but his fingers twitch at the hem of his coat, battling with whether it is appropriate to shrug it off and drape it upon your shoulders, but before he can make the decision, you turn with a satisfied smile upon your lips.
“Shall we have another dance?”
Minghao convinces himself it’s the bubbling champagne that tells him to agree, and for once since arriving, he feels his heart’s solid rhythm.
Tumblr media
When you don’t make an appearance within the gardens for the first day since the ball, Minghao tells himself he isn’t fazed. He blames the frustration of his art upon the fact that he’s not entirely used to sketching, crumpled parchment littering the grass.
Yet as the second and third day toiled by, the wilting pink camellias in the heat are all that Minghao can depict, and he takes it as a sign, gathering up some supplies hastily in a coarse bag before roaming the palace.
He has to ask for directions in some areas, but eventually reaches where he wants to be.
You don’t hear the argued exclamations outside your chambers, but when your door cracks open, you struggle from under your bundle of blankets to sit up.
“I thought you would be bored and brought you some things to do.”
“How did you get inside? I thought I told Chan to not let anyone in.” You frown hoarsely, and Minghao grins.
“I convinced him to let me have five minutes.”
“The poor boy.” You laugh, trickling into a fit of coughs, and Minghao rushes awkwardly to the water pitcher at your bedside table, but you wave him off, pouring it yourself.
“What did you bring?” You inquire curiously as you sip your water, straining your neck to watch him slip out brushes, thick parchment, a palette with circles of varying colours, along with a few books. 
“I hope this is alright.” He places them all on your mattress in methodicalness, and you immediately examine them all.
“Thank you.” 
He opens his mouth to utter something, but the door bursts open with Chan in tow, and he leaves you with a dry grin and a slight bow.
The watercolour blooms through the paper with every touch of the thin bristles across your page as you amuse yourself, and that morning, Minghao finds solace in the freshly bloomed tulips that were speckled with dew-like tears.
Tumblr media
The corridor your room lies within seems to draw Minghao towards it, even when his desired destination is far from the route. 
This caused Minghao to form a friendly relationship with your personal guard, Chan, who often updated him upon your status during your sickness. 
“Could you take my place for a few moments while I run to the kitchens?” Chan pleads the second Minghao appears one morning. “Soonyoung told me that Mingyu baked, and I’m sure the princess wouldn’t mind if it was you.” 
Minghao doesn’t have the time to confirm or deny the young guard before he rushes off eagerly, and while he’d normally be annoyed, he’d been meaning to ask you a question anyways.
“Your highness?” Minghao tiptoes tentatively after his knock on the door receives no answer, and ventures further in.
He’s honestly not entirely sure what occurred, perhaps he bumped his head on his stumbling out of your chambers, but his cheeks are hot as he leans against the door to catch his breath, bidding the glances at your bare skin away.
“What’s wrong?” Chan has crumbs speckling his chin as he tilts his head at Minghao, curiously innocent, with a pastry in his hand as he returns to his post.
“Nothing. Don’t worry about it.” 
Your door cracks open with you fully clothed much to his relief, saving Minghao from Chan’s oncoming suspicious questioning as you beckon to him.
“Would you like to come in?”
You both settle down on the small sofa by your window, and Minghao shuffles awkwardly.
“Chan told me you were feeling better.” 
“I am.” You smile, propping your chin on the heel of your palms as silence ensues for a beat. “I suppose I have to thank Chan for his responsibility in our wedding now.”
“What?” Minghao sputters, a few seconds too late to the processing of your words.
“Didn’t you know?” Minghao’s stomach roils. “If anyone other than family sees a royal indecently it’s considered taboo if they’re not immediately married.”
He catches the twitch of your lips after surveying your expression carefully for a few moments, and groans, posture sagging. 
“That’s not funny.”
“Oh, but it is.” You insist with a boisterous laugh, and he can’t help but grin at the sound. When you calm down, swiping giddy tears away from your eyes, you tilt your head at him.
“Did you only want to find me because I was feeling better?”
“I actually wanted to ask you something.”
Your inquisitive gaze encourages him to continue, and he picks at the end of his thumb nail timidly. 
“May I paint you again?”
Tumblr media
He refuses to let you see the progress of the portrait. 
It’s a breezy afternoon when you give up your pestering, Minghao warning that he’d leave it unfinished. While you know he never would, you silence your curiosity temporarily, biting your tongue as Minghao smirks. 
“The wind keeps moving your hair.” He huffs, partly to himself. “May I?” Minghao gestures lightly towards your hair with a questioning raise of his eyebrows and you nod your consent. 
You try not to shiver as he brushes aimless strands back into their place, adjusting your shoulders and angle of your chin with feather light touches. It’s no use, at least for your hair, the wind deviating it constantly. 
“Perhaps we should continue another day, when the weather is more forgiving.” He muses, pads of his fingertips lightly twirling stray strands once more before falling to his side before returning to pack up his easel.
Your voice seems to be caught in his pigment streaked palms, but when he smiles at you boyishly, you know he understands. 
Tumblr media
Neither of you show it until the painting is finished, and Minghao thinks there’s something beautiful about the way it ties you both together.
“Your highness, your mother requests your presence in the study hall.”
“Thank you Seokmin.” You smile at the messenger, who beams back as you attempt to not shift. “We’re almost finished, I’ll be there shortly.”
He scurries off, peeking at the painting with wide eyes, and your mind races at the imaginings of the completed piece. 
“Would you like to see?” Minghao finally sets down his brush, glancing at you as he runs a hand through his hair amusedly, stepping back. Eagerly, you amble up to Minghao’s side, shoulder brushing against his as you peer at the canvas with wide eyes.
“It’s beautiful.”
“My place here is to simply paint what I see.” Minghao distracts himself from your gaze, bending down to pick up a fallen flower at his feet. When he rises, his eyes finally meet yours, and neither of you can help leaning forwards.
The kiss is delicate and sweet, lips like crushing silk petals against yours, as sweet as nectar, intoxicating your senses and making your head spin. 
“I have to leave.” You murmur, pulling away reluctantly.
His smile is devastating, you think, gentle and adoring, his thumb brushing against your jaw; you know in that moment that you’ve lost a part of yourself to him, given as freely as the soft breeze in the arching branches above, holding you both in a secret lover’s haven.
“Go.” He nods, and a part of you wishes he’d told you the opposite, but you both know the impossibility of asking that. As if he can sense your hesitancy, his fingers fall, moving to clasp your hands lightly. “I’ll still be here when you’re finished.”
“You swear it?”
This draws out a chuckle, and while you realize it’s a foolish inquiry, when he tucks the gardenia bloom behind your ear affectionately, you want to hide there with him until the tides stopped and the sun’s flames flickered out of existence; until the impossible became a common ideal.
“I swear.” 
You rush off after hearing his promise, resisting the urge to kiss him again, knowing you’d be held later if you were any more tardy to your lessons, out of breath by the time you reach the hall.
“You’ve got a smudge on your face.” Your mother huffs, reaching out to swipe at it with her thumb, but you dodge it, glancing in the mirror, gently touching the streaks of colour with a fond smile, as if you were touching the fingertips that left them.
Tumblr media
Your heart seems to thrum freely out of your chest around Minghao. 
Whether it’s the sound of his soft laughter, the focused expression he adorns as he immerses himself within his art, or the fact that thinking about, speaking to, or kissing him seems to make you late for almost everything. 
“Is there a fire?”
The corner of Minghao’s lips quirks up amusedly as you stumble backwards from colliding with him in the corridor, adjusting your skirt hurriedly as he steadies you with firm hands. 
“Minghao.” You drop a quick curtsy, and he bows in return, albeit confused as you brush past him, borderline running down the plush carpet.
“Should I be running too?” He shouts after you, ignoring the stares he gained in the corridor. 
“I’m just late for my lessons!” You call out with a laugh, turning back, and Minghao giggles as you bump into Seungkwan, who almost topples over, causing more apologetic fussing from you. 
He darts after you after a pause of thinking, and it’s not difficult for him to catch up, the surprise on your expression a contrast to his gleeful one as he grabs your hand, making you halt, tugging you close.
“Minghao, someone could see-” 
He pays no attention to your paranoia, knowing as well as you did that the study hall was kept empty for the sake of your focus, cupping your face warmly as he met your lips breathlessly.
“I’ll see you after?”
You believe sometimes that you have him pieced together, until he shakes the puzzle board with a cheeky grin.
Tumblr media
Minghao doesn’t remember the throne room being this intimidating. The thrones seemed to tower over his head, banners and artworks of historical wars and ancestors adorning the walls, all scrutinizing him. 
He feels small, a scurrying insect to be crushed under the heavy boot of societal status. You’d both known that the time to reveal your relationship to your parents was better to come sooner than later and from your own mouths, but in the situation itself, Minghao feels uneasy.
“You know of his nature in his time here.” You argue persistently, and your parents are silent, the epitome of stoic rulers, and Minghao is almost afraid. “He is kind, and has treated me with nothing but respect and love-”
“What will the people say when it's revealed you’ve chosen a foreign commoner to be your husband?” Your father interjects, and this only stokes the passionate fire in your eyes, while simultaneously making Minghao flinch at the searing heat in the words. 
“HIs talents will take him far. He won’t be just a commoner soon enough. I know you know this-”
He clambers to his feet suddenly, startling everyone, who seemed to have forgotten his presence despite him being the topic of discussion.
“Pardon my interruption.” He bows stiffly. “But if I may offer a suggestion?”
Minghao takes the silence as agreement, and barrels on hurriedly. 
“I would like to request leave from my work here, to travel amongst kingdoms with my art. I’ll return a known man, and I’ll be worthy of your daughter’s hand, if you’ll have me.” 
“That could take years.” Your mother blinks, and Minghao’s reply is quiet.
“Yes.”
“You expect us to wait for something that might not even happen?” Your father raises an eyebrow.
“Father-” you stand abruptly next to him, and Minghao grips your hand. You silence, looking at him incredulously. 
“May I ask how long you would be willing to wait?”
Your mother murmurs something to your father, who contemplates before answering, and the words overturn the trickling hourglass of your fates.
“Two summers from now.” 
Tumblr media
You don’t speak to him until the next day, when he leaves.
He doesn’t hold any grudge against your actions, but as the dawning sun peeks over the horizon, the reins of his mare tightly gripped in his hands, the tightness in his throat is only relieved by your appearance in the wispy dewed morning. 
“I’m sorry.” You breathe as you approach him, and something inside him aches at the melancholy in your eyes as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.
“What for?” He whispers softly, thumb stroking your cheekbone tenderly. 
“I wanted to see you before this. But I couldn’t. And now we only have a few spare minutes.”
“We’ll have all the time in the world when I return.” He murmurs, and you know he means it, yet the sincerity in his eyes couldn’t ever explain the way he would move the hands of time himself and mould the world to your own desires if you simply asked. 
“My heart has belonged to you since that day you convinced me to stay.” You confess quietly, and Minghao listens intently. “Call me foolish for it’s easily swayed nature, I know I have, but it’s true.” Your voice doesn’t waver, it’s firm, and you’re staring at him with intensity, but he can see the fragility of your words. “I only ask that you be gentle with it.”
His hands fit loosely with yours, cupping them in his palms gently as he kneels, bringing them to his lips, bowing his head slightly, resembling the swaying bluebells at his back.
“I wouldn’t tend to it in any other manner.”
Tumblr media
Jun returns soon after Minghao leaves, when the leaves tint with orange and scarlet, and your fingertips are always cold no matter how deep you delve them into your sleeves. 
“I crossed paths briefly with Minghao on my way back.” He muses, hands cupping a steaming mug as he kicks lightly at the littered leaves on the ground.
“How is he?”
“Good.” Jun smiles reassuringly at your troubled gaze. “He’s working hard.”
“He hasn’t written to me lately.” You sigh, tracing the rim of your cup lightly, the scent of cinnamon apple wafting up from the ceramic. “And I don’t wish to bother him with my own letters.”
“He just doesn’t want you to worry.” His voice trails off quietly, almost commenting to himself. “I think he knows the most out of us that this is not all guaranteed.”
The icy wind nips at you, settling in your bones, and you both decide to go inside silently.
Tumblr media
All to keep you company when springtide returned was creased parchment, each having worn edges from the amount of times you’d reread them, fingertips tracing the flowing ink. 
Jun had departed once more in the winter, and while Minghao sent letters whenever he could, he divulged no time to when he would return. 
It’s not until the weather warms, and the sunsets are softer, that you get your answer.
“Lord Jun has arrived. And he’s brought Xu Minghao.” Seokmin breathes, bursting into the study room and it’s not missed how you go rigid, fingers twitching to push back your chair before pausing. 
“Go.” Your mother waves her hand amusedly, and you scramble from the table, maneuvering your skirt impatiently in bunched fists, striding steps racing towards Jun’s quarters. 
“He made his way to the garden.” Jun smirks, and you think it’s entirely typical for Minghao to make you run around like this as you catch your breath in the doorway.
“How was your trip?” You breathe in an attempt to fill the silence politely as Jun unpacks his belongings.
“Do you care?”
It’s an amused jest, but well aimed, and you snort truthfully.
“At the particular moment, no, but-”
“Go.” Jun cuts in, laughing. “You’ve waited long enough.”
The words don’t fail to bring a giddy beam upon your features as you heed his words, and Jun thinks he’s never seen you this illuminated, with a fond heart. 
You find Minghao by the white rosebuds, and you can’t help stop and admire the way his upturned features glow under the pale blue sky, as if he never left, a heavenly image. 
“Xu Minghao.”
He looks at you, eyes fluttering open, and he tries to hide back a smile, pursing his lips as you step towards him. 
His touch is as gentle as you remember, kisses as warm and honeyed, and you almost weep when his thumb runs along your cheekbone tenderly.
“I have something to show you.” He brightens, one hand drifting to the covered canvas at his shoes, the other gripping your own gently. 
“I went back to the sea before I came back to you.” Minghao explains, carefully undraping the sheet, and you can only gaze at the revealed painting with wide eyes. It was you, sitting amidst the lapping waves that only seemed to get more turbulent as they strayed farther from your grasp, as if you were ruler of the seas. “I remember before I came here, the sea was the only thing that gave me comfort away from my home. But when I went back, I couldn’t stop thinking about you, with me there, the hard work that I endured to get here to you, and the sea suddenly was cold and unfamiliar.”
“I love you.” He professes simply after a heartbeat, and he shushes you fondly when you sniffle, and all you can do is thump his chest lightly with your fist. He laughs aloud, as you say it back, once, twice, bright and beautiful, and you join him, swaying in one another’s embrace, with all the time the universe could offer.
Tumblr media
♖ tags: @writeiolite​ 
240 notes · View notes
murdockquills · 3 years
Note
im on volume 2 of spider-gwen and i'm reading 100% for murderdock pls tell me truths you perceive about him i humbly request u give me your best murderdock headcanons
OH BOY UHHHHH YEET HERE WE GO:
he’s covered in freckles. just absolutely loaded with freckles. I know this isn’t shown in the comic but I feel it in my heart. he’s also hairier than he looks.
his eyes are brown [which is actually seen later on, but I’m putting them here anyway because it’s important to note considering 616 matt has blue eyes in the comics] and he’s right-handed but taught himself to be ambidextrous mostly to drive the nuns crazy when he used his “improper” left hand. [and 616 matt is left-handed] when I draw him based on NMCU matt, I part his hair the opposite way and also he’s 2 inches taller than regular!matt putting him at 6 ft — this may or may not be because he was nurtured more under the Hand than regular!matt ever was.
he likes to go by matthew. not matt, or matty. full names are kind of his thing, though he dishes out nicknames for everyone else.
he grew up in the orphanage and lived in a dorm at Catholic school, but unlike regular!matt he was seen as a perfect angel who could do no wrong. everyone pitied him and his hard life. everyone let him get out of trouble scot-free. he brown-nosed everyone he could to get what he wanted. of course, he was actually a chaotic little demon coming up with elaborate pranks and skipping class to get high under the stairs but he never took the blame for anything he did. he’s been a manipulative mastermind since DAY ONE.
he was 10000% a theatre kid. like, always getting the lead part in the musical, stuck-up, holier-than-thou kind of theatre kid. he can sing, he can dance, he can act his heart out and put tears in your eyes — and everyone ate it up because he’s the poor little orphan blind boy! and look how talented he is! [big headcanon he played Valjean in Les Mis] he was also big into speech & debate for obvious reasons. he loves going to Broadway performances and is also partial to drag shows. he thinks drag queens [and kings] are the funniest people on the planet.
because he was fully trained by the Hand, I think his senses are actually better honed and more controllable than regular!matt’s. this is why he can wear strongly-scented cologne and occasionally smoke without making himself ill, and go to clubs without blowing his eardrums out.
like any poisonous animal, he wears bright colors and garish patterns, though he prefers shades of red and only wears gold metal. he has his suits tailored, and almost always wears silk shirts underneath them; the only other thing he ever wears are [red and gold] silk robes when he’s at home. Tom Ford quivers before him.
he’s shamelessly bisexual but prefers men, and he’ll run a blade through anyone who dares to judge him for it. [and despite how controlling he is, he actually is a bottom most of the time]
he likes to be barefoot because he can feel minute vibrations and get a “clearer” picture around him in a larger radius. also it lets him move quieter, which he enjoys so he can sneak up on people like some terrible phantom. And it’s just a plain power move in front of people during board meetings, especially when he sits on the table itself. feral bastard energy. no one can say boo to him about it.
after he became kingpin and got all the riches and power along with it, he converted a church into a luxury loft so that he could live and work out of this very imposing stone fortress with gorgeous stained glass windows and also be as blasphemous as possible. when he calls people in for one-on-one meetings he sits at his desk in the dark with nothing but the light through the stained glass to illuminate him. it’s about the ~theatrics.~
he’s a food snob, let’s be real. he wines and dines at the nicest spots in the city, or makes them do his dishes to-go so that he can sit and eat them on top of a roof or a bridge, overseeing his kingdom in peace. also bc he’s just weird like that. his favorite food is szechuan.
I could make...... an entire post..... just about sexual headcanons for him but I’m gonna spare you those for now unless someone wants them fhdjfjdkss
also a personal headcanon unrelated to the comics but.... he’s married to e-65 eddie brock in my heart and soul, twin to elsa brock. they grew up as high school sweethearts but parted ways to protect him after the Hand imposed a rule that he must kill his first love to prove himself, and spent college apart when eddie moved across the country. eddie moved back to NYC in adulthood and essentially became the wesley to his kingpin; who better to accompany him than a personal symbiote bodyguard? he can kill AND he can clean up the scene. [and this is all in a fic that I can link in another post!]
ENJOY READING THE HORRIBLE BASTARD BOY!
52 notes · View notes
tellywoodtrash · 3 years
Text
immj2 10.04.21 lb
starting back where we left off...... pati patni ki ainvayi ke jhagde, that too in the presence of a third person. awk. thank god there's shirtless rrahul to stare at till this is over.
lmao lollipop sis is so done with them and their old married couple fight. but it's also her fault for barging into their bedroom and creating this whole kalesh in the first place.
vansh is like riddhima why is your dumb ass like this, i'm clearly trying to send you a hint about this coded convo and you're choosing right now to pick on me.
lollipop ladki is horny for both of them, but india mein heterosexuality perform karna padta hai toh she's like vansh can we do this in your office insteadddddddd.
riddhima smiling but her eyes scream MURDER!!!!!!11 as she tells vansh she has nooooooooo issues.
biwi ka lack of reaction disappoints vansh and he gives up all pretense of being into lollipop girl, coz what's the point if wifey isn't getting jealous. plainly tells lollipop girl that he doesn't like wine.
lmao vansh and riddhima's cold dead eyes as they stare kiara down into leaving, coz they're done with their foreplay with her, now they wanna fuck, and she's not invited.
rare moment of vulnerability from vansh! *looks out the window and checks for some weirdly-coloured moon tonight*
emotional honesty getting riddhima muy horny and possessive. he's like ok that's cool and all, but if i'm yours, you gotta be mine, and that means no secrets, so spill.
aaj raat 8 baje, riddhima promises. yeah right. nahi hone waala. vansh ka, aur humaara, phir se katne waala hai.
ugh i am not here for this siya ishani girly talk/shit on riddhima nonsense. every scene is the same, there's nothing new in them. fwding.
vyom trying to open the box and............ nope. bwahahahaha. chutiya.
random chanchal and anupriya and kiara comedy scene. literally who asked for this??????
vansh is walking around with a blindfold and lmao i can just think of the iconic nine little girls waala ipk episode.
chanchal keh toh sahi rahi thi, garmiyon mein why tf is riddhima making a goddamn campfire???? that too fucking indoooooooors?
anyway, date night ki poooori taiyyaari and vansh is like mmmmmm hmmmm we're up all night to get luckyyyyyyyy.
yeah, not happening. vyom has started calling like a demented telemarketer. not allowing riddhima to show her photo album fulla screencaps from earlier eps.
ek baar kaat diya. do baar kaat diya. finally vansh is just like god just pick it uppppppppp already or they'll never leave us alone.
lol vyom's like idk if tum mera chutiya kaat rahi ho ya vansh tumhara, but this ain't the black box we're looking for, and calls the whole "deal" off. ok whatever, are we supp to care, considering we don't know wtf this whole thing is or what stakes it holds?
aslkjdaskjdlaskjdlasjldkj riddhima stomps up to vansh (who's happppppppily monching on a strawberry, lol) and accusing him of cheating her, AS IF SHE DIDN'T STEAL THE DAMN THING FROM HIS SAFE AND HAND IT OVER TO A RIVAL. the sense of moral superiority tellywood FLs have is mind-boggling. matlabbbb hadh hi hai. they really think they can do noooooooooo wrong.
she's asking him if he loves her ("sabse zyaada.") and if he trusts her ("khud se zyaada.") lololololol pls son, you haven't trusted her everrrrrr since the whole ragini kaand. not for one milisecond.
anyway he's like what's the secret you wanted to tell me, and she's like OH PISS OFF I'M NOT TELLING YOU JACK SHIT lmao
he's like fine, suit yourself, i'll find out eventually and slinks away.
akele akele anguished monologues in apne apne rooms about their motivations. idc.
lol suchhhhhhhhhhh a contrived takraana and falling on bed.
vansh trying to sweet talk the truth outta wife. she's like i don't want your help, stay tf away from this.
snaps to vansh for not losing his shit like always and continuing on the "honey attracts more flies than vinegar" plan. bc, hamesha yeh hi karna hota hai tereko, par nahi. nahi hota tujhse.
she's like you said you have your own responsibilities, consider this thing one of mine, i need you to trust me and gimme time.
vansh literally looking at her like wtf are these unheard-of concepts that you're asking me to afford you, but out loud he's like why do you think i cannot give you these?????? uhhhhhhh, lol, coz till today you've never done it? like........ *gestures at ALL of this relationship since it started* ever??
ishani-riddhima showdown of the day. ainvayiiiiiiiiiiiii ka time waste.
anyway riddhima tells ishani ki since she knows so well ki vyom is no friend of their family, she might consider keeping siya away from him. pft. kisse keh rahi ho behen. bhains ke aage been.
precap: vansh following riddhima ONCE AGAIN as she goes to meet kabir. looks like he's found everything out re: kabir. aaaaaaaaaand he's accusing her of dhoka once more. sooooooooo.......... back to square one then.
14 notes · View notes
onyxoverride · 3 years
Note
Im still sitting here, thinking about Twitch Streamer! Zeke. He gets really, really hypercompetitive even if it’s one of those really complex first person shooter games or a challenge with a wholesome game. Its pretty self explanatory when it comes to ranked games but for wholesome games... maybe maximizing profits in a farming game like Stardew Valley or a speed run of who can make the most aesthetically pleasing island in Animal Crossing between him and his twitch friends in a set amount of time. They’d stream for a set amount of time so their audiences get to see their progress (twitch streamer!Pieck wins every time and he’s always salty about it. Swears that they should have blind judging. They do and Pieck still wins).
I can see him also doing a lot of strategy and skill games that require a lot of skill honing. He’s ridiculously good at shooting games from years of COD and the like. I can see him doing Pokemon nuzlockes and gets super attached to his team. He computes his chances and researches everything so they all survive, cocky and a bit too confident. He even shows off the spread sheets he’s made and he’s way too proud of them. He gets so mad when he gets KO’d by some attack that was less likely to happen. One time, he had to take a long break and end his stream early after his starter died. He’s known for his contained rage and rants about how things were supposed to go HIS way, not some numbers programmed into this machine box. (It goesnt help that he throws back his head and groans with that deep voice of his 😳)
But he’s chill too. He plays Animal Crossing noncompetitively and just chats with his, um, chat. He even tries out some games his chat tells him to. I don’t think he’ll play very story heavy games but his chat loves his blunt and dry comments about the plot and the in-game logic. His chat once convinced him to play Hatoful Boyfriend and you can see him visibly TORTURED by the plot and its nonsensicalness but his audience LOVES it (“how does a bird be a waiter? Hm? First of all, he had no hands to do labor such as handle and send out orders, second, isNT THAT A HEALTH VIOLATION?! Like it or not, birds can carry pathogens harmful to humans- I would never go to this cafe.”). But another bird related game he actually enjoyed was Untitled Goose Game. He loved the chaos he brought the townsfolk while his little goose had a little cute bow on. He never extends his stream but does it JUST for Untitled Goose game.
He does give in and goes for games like What Remains of Edith Finch and while his audience knows him to be this cynical, realistic, blunt man, he showed that he had a sensitive side to him as well. He’s not a dick when it comes to sensitive material and acts serious and does a little PSA of what he knows and encourages everyone to do more reseach on sensitive topcs. His audience can at least rest easy that he’s not one of those assholes.
He shows off this more soft, sensitive side when his s/o drops by. They know when he gets kind of worked up from a game while in stream so they just bring him coffee or a lil snack to brighten his spirits. Chat goes ‘huh’ when they see Zeke smile genuinely for once, saying “Thanks for the coffee, sweetheart. Just what I needed.” in a really sweet tone thats a far cry from his usual demeanor. He immediately recovers and does another round of whatever it was he was playing. He gets boastful when you bring him up a slice of his favorite cake, telling the chat “if you guys would hate on me, hate on me for scoring the jackpot in romance. I have the best damn s/o in exsistence, it should be illegal. Illegal.”
He gets carried away once, wanting a kiss after you’d bring him his coffee for the stream. For a split second, you show up in frame and the chat goes nuts, asking if they could finally meet you. Zeke has fun with this, teasing his chat with stuff like, “oh? Please, you wouldn’t be able to handle how gorgeous they are.” and “you’d all combust in front of your screens from how hot they are.”. It’s really more on if you’re comfortable showing your face to his stream and he respects your decision. He’ll happily tease his chat about it going, “wow, a lot of you are s*mps for my s/o and you’ve literally only seen their hands and maybe their hair- you guys got it bad.” But does address it seriously if it gets out of hand.
When you do agree and show yourself, Zeke has you sit on his lap, a hand on your thigh and another one on your waist. It was like he was boasting some sort of trophy while you wave shyly to chat and how enthusiastic they are to finally meet you. You appear in some other streams, playing with him in competitive games sitting next to each other. Chat expects him to snap at you or something but he takes any defeat with grace, a slight frown on his face but will smile widely as you taunt him jokingly. There’s this one playstation co-op game i cant remember the name of where you have to use the same controller to win. It’s just a light hearted stream of the two of you egging on the other for not reacting fast enough or complaining about how bad the other is. Chat gladly becomes third wheel as enjoy yourselves. Truly one of twitch’s solid couples.
Scrolling up and seeing the amout ive written is disgusting (bc i sent this in as an ask) feel free to delete im just here to share with with u 👉👈🥺
Pls never be disgusted with how much you send, I love getting asks like these because it's obvious you're enjoying yourself and I love that!!
I can imagine you bringing him coffee and he stands up to hide your face a bit and kiss you but he kisses you a bit to long and too heated so you say "Dont do that, you'll get me riled up" and he goes red because "babe that mic can still hear us..."
Even though it's a bit embarrassing you laugh, "Well now they know you're good at other things besides video games," you leave him with a kiss.
When he goes back to streaming he's red as hell and scratching his ear a bit, completely flustered as he tries to continue nonchalantly and ignore the chat for a second.
He does fawn over you on stream. Chat asks about you and he's immediately looking a little softer, more in love. Teases them, "I don't know, maybe i want to keep them for myself, my little secret."
If they ever get go meet you it's a whole event, Zeke teasingly hypes you up and the chat goes crazy because wow, you're beautiful. He's like "This is my beautiful wonderful secret now not-so-secret significant other!"
Then you start playing together or him coaching you through. Which gets frustrating because he tries to be in control and you just got to say "Zekey I know you love to be in control but if you try to backseat game me like that I will hurt you," and he backs off and says sorry.
Chat teases him for being called "Zekey" and even his Streamer friends tease him but he's like "only they can call me that."
If he ever meets pushy fangirls that are bound to go "Zekey!" Even though he's made it clear only you can call him that he immediately is eyebrow raised, "who are you talking to? And don't flirt with me." Very blunt about it.
Tumblr media
17 notes · View notes
crimsonhcadache · 3 years
Text
      - ̗̀ NOW INTRODUCING:  IVES ❝ IVY ❞ SERRANO !
( DANNA PAOLA, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER, SCORPIO, 24 ) I just spotted IVES “IVY” SERRANO at the beach today. Don’t you know them? They live down by the TOWERS and usually hang out with the RICH KIDS & MUSICIANS cliques. From what I’ve heard, they can be DECEITFUL, but they’re also ADAPTIVE. I always think of them when i hear LAST LAUGH - FLETCHER and tend to associate them with STRAWBERRY CHAMPAGNE, A FRESH SET OF STILETTO NAILS, AND RED LINGERIE. ( tay, she/her, 22, est )
Tumblr media
full name: natalie rose serrano ives serrano nicknames: ivy, poison ivy faceclaim: danna paola voiceclaim: lana del rey birthday: november 1st, 1996  zodiac: scorpio sun, aries moon, gemini rising sexuality: bisexual occupation: influencer, instagram model, musician, scammer / thief positive traits: effervescent, bold, creative, charismatic, coquettish, intuitive, ambitious, alluring, adventurous, perceptive  negative traits: cantankerous, deceitful, envious, manipulative, dramatic, stubborn, narcissistic, materialistic, reckless, quick-tempered character inspos: maddy perez euphoria, jackie burkhart that 70’s show, blair waldorf gossip girl, margo hanson the magicians, every lana del rey song ever, lucrecia montesinos and cayetana pando elite, rosa diaz brooklyn nine nine, the entire rose family schitts creek, jen harding dead to me
- ̗̀♡ — › background !
Tumblr media
the main thing u need to know about ivy is that she is lying ! always !! her real name isn’t even actually ivy smh
she was born NATALIE ROSE SERRANO, to two working class parents in new york city. she knew from a young age that she was just supposed to be rich and famous, and that something had gotten mixed up somewhere and she was put in the wrong life.
in high school she got a scholarship to a fancy private catholic school, and that’s where she started to hone her craft of manipulating rich people. she would befriend all of the richest bitches at school and take advantage of everything that came along with it: vacations to far away places, stays in the family’s cabins and lake houses, even designer clothes that her friends no longer wanted and would gift to her, thinking it was their idea all along
as she grew up and got better at getting what she wanted out of people, her entitled attitude only got worse, driving a wedge between her and her parents, who kept waiting for her to develop a work ethic and kept being disappointed. a few months after she graduated high school, on her 18th birthday, her parents kicked her out of the house and cut her off, hoping that it would force her to grow up and take on any responsibility
but that plan backfired for them, her parents underestimating how truly stubborn natalie was. the day after her 18th, she wandered into a local strip club and got a job, figuring it’d be the easiest and quickest way to get some cash, and she took to it naturally and actually really enjoyed stripping
she started to embody an entirely new persona that she had created for herself, dancing under the name POISON IVY and telling everyone she was a trust fund baby that had been cut off from her rich parents, needing to dance to supplement her income, and her lies just continued to spiral out of control until she almost started to believe it herself. she had never told anyone at the club her real name, not even the other strippers, just going by “ivy” for a while.
she had learned to weaponize the power she had over people by being pretty and charming, using her looks for absolute evil and doing whatever it took to get money—from straight up pickpocketing, to making men buy her expensive gifts, to blackmailing, to sugar babying, to getting patrons wasted and manipulating them into tipping her absurd amounts… she did it all, very quickly earning enough to live the life she had always dreamed of, that she felt she deserved for whatever twisted reason.
she started posting on instagram with the name poison ivy generally just flaunting her carefree, extravagant life, often exaggerating or down right lying just to really dazzle her quickly growing audience
as she started to go down the influencer route, she realized she needed to do something to hide the skeletons in her closet ( the fact that she didn’t actually come from money and was making far more than was normal for even the best of dancers, a couple of small possession / shoplifting charges, and just generally anything that could lead people to her real identity ) so she started to tell people her name was ives, fully taking on the new identity. she even went so far as to make some of the people that had been closest to her sign NDAs about her real identity, making sure that no one could sell info about her should her plan of being famous work out
she also moved out to california to run away from everyone in the city that was starting to catch on to what she was doing, basically doing all the same shit but now in a New Place.. this was about 3-4 years ago, so she’s been in sunhollow for a while now doing the whole influencer thing !!
and it did work out !! at first she was definitely buying followers/likes to boost her likelihood of brand sponsorships, but eventually she faked it until she made it and actually attained influencer status. she then used her newfound internet fame ( and some classic blackmailing ) to get herself a record deal 
she also started sleeping around with pretty much any famous person she could, having very public relationships and breakups and scandals to keep her name in the press, which ultimately lead to more exposure/people following her, if only to see what she did next, which lead to even more sponsorships
eventually she stopped dancing and just focused on her influencing and more recently ( like... less than 6 months ago recently ) her music career. but she never stopped sugar babying and scamming rich stupid men, still very much using that as a means to keep up her lifestyle. she’s also done a few modeling things, but it’s mostly just like catalog work or being the face of a trendy campaign bc she’s way too short for the runway
she also recently made an only fans account bc she was bored one night and was mostly planning on posting once as a joke but then she made a bunch of money / got a bunch of subscribers and was like oh word ? i can do that ! so she will post on there from time to time but she’s not like… super serious about it ya know ? also her music label is big mad at her for it bc they’re like bUt yOuR rEpUtAtIoN and she’s like yeah.. but my bank account ? also it’s no secret she used to be a stripper so she rly just.. doesn’t give a fuck ! 
so basically she’s jus here making money being pretty and pulling a long ass scam on… everyone
- ̗̀♡ — › personality / headcannons !
Tumblr media
she’s a real two faced bitch… she has perfected the art of becoming whoever she thinks other people want her to be, quickly adapting her personality to get whatever she wants
she’s usually pretty friendly actually, really charming and outgoing and just trying to have a good time
she has a pretty short temper tho and holds grudges like you wouldn’t believe, so once you’re on her bad side… good luck lol she is so ruthless
she’s like… deeply, deeply selfish and will always put herself first, but she’s so manipulative that she can make people do things that they think are their idea, but it’s really just something she planted in their head so it’s not always obvious
also very spoiled and will throw a mf fit if she doesn’t get her way or u say no to her
always going out !! always doing the most !! she’s the type to show up randomly at ur door at 8pm on a tuesday with a bottle of tequila and make u party with her whether u like it or not
she’s a lot smarter than she lets on sometimes, like she knows people expect her to be stupid and ditzy and shallow and she’ll let them underestimate her when it’s beneficial
always looks perfectly put together— her nails are always meticulously manicured, usually w stiletto shaped acrylics, and you’ll literally never see her outside her house without makeup and a perfectly composed outfit. it’s also a rare occasion that she’s not wearing at least six inch heels, trying to make up for bein so mf short ( she’s 5’3 )
she talks A Lot but is really good at saying a lot of words without actually saying anything, like you can be best friends with her for months and then just be like “i don’t actually know a single thing about her”
always up to no good and sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong !! she’s always got some sort of scheme going or getting in to some kind of drama
v much a hoe and v much proud of it, will sleep w just about anyone especially if she can get something out of it
also a serial dater !! she’s always hoping in and out of relationships and being rumored to be with a dozen people at once
most definitely calls paparazzi on herself, especially when she’s around other famous ppl but will never admit it
compulsive liar, she will literally lie about the dumbest things like she doesn’t even need a reason to lie she jus.. does
she has a luxury two bedroom apartment that she lives alone in ( one room is kinda a guest room but also mostly just a giant closet ) in the towers and the gag is she doesn’t even know how much her rent is bc one of her random sugar daddies pays her rent.. her power tbh 
- ̗̀♡ — › wanted connections !
Tumblr media
hookups / flings / one night stands / fwbs all that shit !!
exes on bad terms … gimme drama pls
enemies / ppl she’s stolen from maybe… she would definitely deny it and say they’re jus jealous of her or smth stupid but that could make the feud worse
party pals !! like i said she goes out a lot and always somehow manages to make new friends and drag them into her shenanigans
on again / off again exes… i want the Angst so bad..
shallow friendships / influencer friends like they play it up a lot for insta bc they both have a pretty big following but they dont really... like each other that much ?? like they definitely seem to be a lot closer than they really are
pr relationships this could be past or present !! in the same vein as the last one except they pretend to date ( or maybe just act like they’re gonna date but never actually do ?? like to fuel rumors ) 
unlikely friends !! like ppl who are nice and sweet and Pure, she could use a lil good energy in her life
situationship / flirtationship like they’re super flirty and maybe hook up a couple times but everyone assumes they’re dating or like gonna date but they’re jus vibing. bonus points if one or both of them actually has feelings but can’t tell if they’re just friends / casually hooking up or if it could turn into something more.. im a slut for some mutual pining !!
neighbors … mb they hate her for always being loud n throwing mini parties OR maybe they join in
mean girl rivalries !!
someone she’s taking advantage of / stealing from without them knowing .. oof
partner in crime !!!
one sided crushes or like someone she’s stringing along smh
sugar daddies mb 😇
someone to put her in her mf place JDKDKD like they call her out on her bs and are like “i see what ur doing bitch stay away from my friends” type thing
idk anything really !! gimme all the messy plots ok :~)
9 notes · View notes
Text
Ninjago/Avatar au Pt6
The second half of Book 2 (hopefully)
(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5)
So Garm finally reads the letter from Wu. It starts off as a normal pseudo-journal entry, but after it mentions finding the Garms old armor, but no body, it turns into more of a normal letter. Wu says that he’s missed his brother since he was banished, and that he hopes that they’ll be able to see eachother again soon if Garm is alive, and ends with Wu saying that he normally burns the letters he writes to Garm, so that no-one else finds them, but that he feels hopeful that this one could actually get to him. It’s touching stuff.
Lloyd picks up earthbending almost immediately, unlike Aang. The element Lloyd is going to struggle to learn is fire (if you don’t count his airbending being self-taught. He picked up airbending really, really fast, but bc he’s been making stuff up and trying to do what Maya did with her waterbending [Maya’s had decades to hone her style tho, not just three-ish years, but he’s like someone learning ballet only from YouTube, for only a couple of months] since there are no more airbenders [or so they think, bc none of them saw Morro airbend at the North Pole]), and I’ll get into why that is when it comes up. They haven’t had Garm start to teach Lloyd any firebending bc they’re trying to go in the order as much as they can, but Garm has finally convinced Kai to learn more than just the basics, and he picks it up really quickly.
Meanwhile, Morro is taking care of an injured Wu (and accidentally making him suffer through poorly-made tea). Now, Morro is onboard with Wu wanting to leave the Fire Nation behind; unlike Zuko, Morro isn’t trying to win back the favor of some distant parent, the only family he’s ever known is Wu, and he’s not about to abandon Wu for a bunch of people who would probably kill him as soon as they could no matter what he did for them, and Harumi made it clear that no-one in the Fire Nation is going to be extending them any mercy.
Once Wu wakes up, Morro does yell at him for doing something as stupid as taking a hit from a well-trained firebender to protect a stranger (Wu hadn’t gotten around to telling Morro ‘hey, you know that guy with the big burn scar who’s traveling with the Avatar? That’s my dead-but-not-really-dead older brother. Pls stop trying to stab him’, and Morro wasn’t there when Garm revealed his identity in the North Pole), until Wu tells him that Garm is his brother. This leads to Morro yelling out ‘You mean to tell me that the Avatar is my cousin?!?!’ And that how Wu learns that Lloyd is Garms son (’wait, what?’ ‘Have you really gone this long without noticing that the Avatar calls your brother his dad?’ ‘I’ve had a lot on my mind, give me a break!’), and now he thinks that Garm and Maya are married with three kids, one of whom is the Avatar.
They make their way to Ba Sing Se, with the help of the White Lotus. Wu isn’t the leader of them (he isn’t super old in this au, imagine what he looked like in S9, with the mustache), but he is a fairly respected member. I still haven’t come up with a Jet character who would work, and I am open to suggestions. If I do find a good character, they will definitely throw hands with Morro (mb Shade? Just cut out the romance subplot in S1 and pick a couple of EM’s to be the other freedom fighters?). And yes, Wu does get his tea shop in the upper ring (Steep Wisdom), and Morro tries to be happy and supportive, but even though he is fine leaving the Fire Nation with Wu, it does still feel like he wasted years of his life, both in chasing the Avatar and just trying to prove himself to everyone back in the Palace, so he’s pretty grumpy.
Now back to Team Avatar: at Maya and Garms insistence the kids have been picking out their little mini-vacations. They know that they only have a limited amount of time before the comet arrives, but Garm and Maya want these kids to be able to be, y’know, kids, at least a little bit, in spite of the fact that they’re growing up in a war-torn world. Kai want’s to check out that glacier-spring place by the desert, it’s kinda underwhelming, but they get fruity drinks out of it. This whole time Kai and Cole have been getting closer to each other. Kai feels a little guilty, like he’s betraying Zane’s memory, but talking to Maya and Garm about it does help him start to feel better, and it helps his over-protectiveness start to abate a little.
Jay wants to pick a really cool mini-vacation to impress Nya, and he asks the people who are in the glacier place if there’s any place around those parts, and ends up learning that about a year ago some lady showed up saying something about a huge spirit library in the desert that she was looking for. They never saw her again after that, and figure that she must have died out in the desert. When pressed (and payed) one of the artistically inclined staff members roughly recreated the sketch of the library, and vaguely remembered the area on the map she said she was going to search, and with that Jay has his mini-vacation picked out.
They set off and find the library. Cole chooses to stay outside with Ultra (who can’t fit inside) bc he thinks they’ll be safer if the only earthbender stays outside incase something goes wrong, and if they need to get out of there fast he’d only slow them down with his legs. Everybody else heads into the library and meet Wan Chi Tong (did I spell that right? I’m too lazy to check), who agrees to let them use the library if they 1) don’t intend to use the contents of the library against anyone else and 2) contribute something to his library.
Lloyd and Nya both use their wanted posters (they both thought they were awesome [Lloyd bc he’s 13 and Nya bc you can’t convince me that Nya wouldn’t be thrilled to have a wanted poster bc she’s been fucking with a tyrannical regime] and incredibly accurate considering the art had to have been done by someone using other people’s descriptions, and they totally intend on framing and hanging at least a few of their posters up in their rooms when all this is over), Kai has a copy of a poem that Zane wrote for him, Garm has his brothers letter (he doesn’t want to give it up, but he has nothing else), Jay has a blueprint from one of his inventions, and Maya has a copy of a story in a series that Koko had brought back to the South Pole over the years. Wan Chi Tong comments that about a year ago a researcher had arrived and had offered him another part of the the same series. He mentions that they should be careful, as she never left, and has been primarily researching the Avatar.
Everyone has an idea of who this mysterious researcher could be (except Jay), but they decide to be cautious all the same, just incase she isn’t who they think she is. They all start discreetly searching for anything that could be used to help them fight the Fire Nation, and they end up finding and empty placard saying something about ‘the Darkest Day in Fire Nation History’, but when they go to check part of the section on Fire Nation (that library was enormous, y’all cannot tell me that Zhao was able to destroy absolutely everything that the library had on the Fire Nation. It could only have been the last few decades/mb centuries of Fire Nation history), as well as a campsite that was full of scrolls having to do with the Avatar and different bending techniques (and a few misc scrolls about random things like cooking, engineering, etc). As they’re poking around the campsite, who else comes around the corner but Koko!
She has her nose buried in a scroll as she’s walking, so she doesn’t notice them all until Lloyd happily calls out ‘Mom!’, and goes in for a hug. Koko drops the scroll and has a happy reunion with her son and husband, as well as with Maya, Kai, and Nya, and she and Jay are introduced to each other. Koko explains that she’s been able to stay in the library so long was bc she managed to get the fox assistants to like her enough to start bringing her food and water. She also explains that she’s been doing nonstop research into the Avatar State, the Air Nomads and airbending, and the Fire Nation (though she’s really quiet about that part so they don’t catch Wan Chi Tongs attention and ire) and shows them that planetarium thing and that she discovered the eclipse. (How did she make it out to the library without a flying companion or something? SHe’s just that much of a badass.)
Koko had been saving up supplies and charting a course out of the desert, and planning to leave the library as soon as she could, but now that they’ve showed up with Ultra she can just grab her things and go. Someone, probably Jay, gets a little too vocal about how they have a chance to beat the Fire Nation, and cue Wan Chi Tong sinking the library and trying to add them to his ‘collection of specimen’. Garm and Koko are a dynamic duo, with Garm distraction the angry spirit while Koko gathers all of her scrolls and supplies together while Maya gets the kids to the exit.
Meanwhile, Cole is holding up the library, and trying to help Ultra fend off the sandbenders that showed up to capture and sell the dragon. Cole is able to put up a bit more of a fight than Toph was (meaning that he was able to get one or two good hits in) bc being in the desert doesn’t impair his vision (the sand does tank his mobility just as much as it would anyone with prosthetic legs tho), but he isn’t able to stop them or even hold them off long enough for everyone else to get out. Cole, despite being initially afraid of the large dragon, had quickly grown to be one of Ultras favorite people in their group (like, third favorite. Kai will never admit that he’s jealous), and is pretty upset that he wasn’t able to save him. More on Ultra later.
So Lloyd is really upset about losing his companion, just as much as Aang was. He doesn’t act out (for lack of a better word) as intensely as Aang, since Ultra wasn’t the last thing he had left of his people like Appa was for Aang, but Lloyd is still rightfully pissed off. He takes off shakily on his glider, leaving everyone behind before trying to search for Ultra and the sandbenders, ignoring his families protests. Koko starts working on getting them out of the desert using the route she had plotted out (using the sun and shadows to orient them and get started in the right direction), and starts planing out how long her food and water (she had the good sense to bring those from the library) will last between all of them. The answer is: not long enough.
Kai (and mb Jay too) is the one who has the bright idea to drink the cactus juice, bc while Kai, like Sokka, (and Jay tbh) is smart enough to know that drinking a strange liquid out of an unfamiliar plant is a bad idea,but the fact that it is a stupid idea doesn’t stop him. Wait, y’know what? Jay definitely tries the cactus juice, but instead of acting as out-of-it and inebriated as Kai does, he acts like he does in S9, weirdly chill and disconnected from reality. He’s still tripping balls, but he’s reacting to it differently from Kai. Cole just ends up carrying Kai piggy-back, even though the sand makes it harder for him to move (he’s crushing, and he’s the only one [adults included] whose physically strong enough to carry him for long periods of time) (also Kai awkwardly and drunkenly flirts with him. Everyone pretends not to notice for Coles sake) and everyone else takes turns holding onto Jays wrist and leading him through the desert or else he would have wandered off and died.
Lloyd gets back to them, landing hard in the sand, holding back tears bc even though he’s upset and could use a good cry he knows that they need to conserve as much water as they can. He’s got his family there to comfort him (even if Kai and Jay are kinda incapacitated atm), which does help him a bit, but he’s still rightfully upset. They find the abandoned sandbender skipper thing, find the vulturewasp hive, and come across the sandbenders. Cole is able to pinpoint the sandbender (no idea who this guy would be, Ninjago character wise) who lead the others to take Ultra via his voice bc Cole a) was trained in a myriad of performing arts thanks to his father, primarily singing b) has perfect pitch and c) never forgets a voice bc of that.
Lloyd goes full Avatar State, but is comforted and calmed down by his parents while everyone else books it. The sandbenders tell them that they sold Ultra to some guys who were going to take him to Ba Sing Se, and then they take them out of the desert (with the sandbenders getting the Death Glare from all of Team Avatar the whole way. Koko totally punches the sandbender who lead the others to steal Ultra once they’re out of the desert.)
They make their way to Ba Sing Se on foot, with Lloyd trying to get a handle on his emotions (and worrying everyone in the process), and they run into a family with an expecting mother/wife (I am also taking suggestions for who these characters could be. I’m pretty tired while typing this so I can’t think of anyone) and try and get on a ferry to Ba Sing Se. Cole, whose father is well known and wealthy, uses that fact, his double amputee status (he ‘accidentally’ slips out of one of his prosthetics. Kai catches him before he hits the ground), and his acting skills to get them tickets without passports.
And we get best girl Pixal back! She helps Team Avatar help the pregnant family go through the Serpents Pass, and it goes pretty similar to cannon, except instead of a situation where Sokka is overprotective of Suki, Jay picks up on how much Pixal likes Nya, and sees that Nya, his crush, reciprocates those feelings, and gets a bit passive-aggressive w/everyone, but Pixal especially. It doesn’t last long, bc Jay is a hormonal teenager who realizes he’s being a dick fairly quickly, but it does help fizzle his crush on Nya a bit (sorry again to any hardcore Jaya shippers who were hoping for that in this au, but it’s really not my cup of tea).
They also help deliver the couples baby, but Maya and Koko are the ones helping take care of that. Team Avatar get to the outer wall, just to see a huge Fire Nation drill heading closer and closer to the wall, ready to start tearing through it...
24 notes · View notes
wiinterrose · 4 years
Photo
Tumblr media
          ( xavier serrano , male , he/him, 23 ) omg ! i was walking yonge street downtown , and you’ll never guess who i saw . 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒 ! i just saw a post about them on sixsecrets ! i think it said something like “ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝟓 𝐀𝐌 : 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 ?” . isn’t that wild ? i guess it makes sense through , since they’re apparently 𝐃𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐒 and 𝐂𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 . but i’ve heard they’re also 𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 and 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂 ! i’ll just stick to giving them the benefit of the doubt . i mean , it’s not like i know them personally — they’re a famous 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑 / 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐁𝐄𝐑 ! you know , i’ve actually heard rumors that ██████████████████, but they’re just rumors … i think . i dunno . if you happen to run into them , tell them i’m their biggest fan ! ( ollie , they / them , 21 , est )
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘
— mikey was born and raised in winnipeg because i think it’s funny when characters are from winnipeg. if you’re from winnipeg i’m so sorry. definitely was born on the coldest day of that year ( so like some point in january )
— but because of those long, cold harsh winters, mikey found himself in a dance studio a lot. his aunt was a dance teacher and with rather absent parents who meant well but both had long hours at the local hospital, he spent a lot of time with her. he fell in love with dance pretty early on, always having a certain fluidity and grace even when he was young.
— random but he also played hockey up until he was like 16 or whatever because he’s canadian and i’m not stupid. it happened. he can still skate tho. in a slightly different life he probably would have been a pretty good figure skater huh 🤔🤔🤔 but anyway...
— also feel like it makes sense that he did gymnastics. and trained in classical ballet.
— he went to university of toronto for college, studying kinesology and dance, and danced at one of the prestigious studios in the city.
— his big break moment was when in his sophomore year at ut, he made it onto the second season of world of dance in early 2017 ( lets pretend that show has been on longer than it has bc i don’t want it to be the first season of it sldk ). he made it all the way to the finals and quickly become a fan favorite along the way. though he ultimately placed second and missed out on the million dollars, that was the beginning of many doors opening for him. ( for those who, might have the vaguest clue what i’m talking about : i’m highkey feeling like, michael dameski style which is an idea i had after i named him michael so don’t @ me for him having the same first name ).
— millions watched that show, including some prominent agents and scouts who were able to help him launch a professional dance career : something he never thought he’d see himself actually doing. his first big gig was making the dance team for some singer’s north american tour, and he ended up not returning to ut to pursue a professional dance career full time. since then he’s danced in a few music videos for some uber famous musican ( same one he went on tour with or not idk ?? also a wc ?? maybe ?? ), a tv show, couple movies, and other various gigs around the city. he works part time at a studio when he has time, and has been honing his choreography skills as well.
— he makes enough dancing, but certainly not enough to make him RICH. no, that come from an impromptu vlog he did while on tour with aforementioned singer. having already garnered a following from world of dance, he soon rose to youtube fame as well, something he never could have predicted. i feel like his videos are very just, day in a life with various random challenges mixed in, and various workout and flexibility tips. he also still does pieces and duets with other prominent dancers just for fun too. his natural charisma and attitude really just carries him through easily lmao.
— mikey developed a bit of a habit of sleeping around when he left for college, all the newfound freedom was just intoxicating and well. he was hot so. it wasn’t like it was hard alsdkjf. that stuck around well into his blossoming dance career. nothing that was enough to be scandalous, but he made his way around. and then a year and a half into this unforeseen new life, he met matthew glass.
— he’d had a couple serious relationships before, one in high school, one his freshman year of college but neither of them could hold a flame to what he felt when he was with matt. perfection wasn’t something mikey believed in, but he almost did with what they had.
— it was like for over a year and a half he lived in this insane dream, and then mikey and matt broke up and he was devastated ( behind closed doors and with curtains pulled tightly shut ).
— he then proceeded to broadcast how perfectly fine he was doing by going back to his old ways and sleeping around obsessively, this time with very little regard as to how many headlines he was making. as far as coping mechanisms go, i guess sex is better than alcohol ?? not to say he wasn’t also drunk at times l o l.
𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂
— mikey is a... how do u say... im gunna write manwhore bc it’s accurate so pls don’t take offense. inch resting bc i’ve written smut like once in my eight year rping career but that’s what he decided he was gunna be and who am i to deny that.
— very bi. very much does not care. if the world didn’t know he was before, it definitely does now lmao. he hasn’t come out in the sense he’s like posted a video about it and said “i’m bisexual” but it’s pretty obvious from the media and maybe he has gotten asked in interviews and has just shrugged and been like does it matter ?? i’m sorry he’s not the vocal bi ally we need. perhaps we will work on that.
— hasn’t dated anyone since matt bc he’s highkey lowkey still hung up on him but no one needs to know that right. outwardly, he’s very much the same : seemingly happy, but he’s a lot more careful with his heart and letting people close to him. if anything he’s become a bit of a two-way mirror, always seeing out but never really letting people see in, just what they want to see.
— probably goes without saying but extremely flexible. idk if any of you know who juuse saros is but apparently he can twerk in a split and i’m not saying mikey can but like. he just might be able to...
— straight up does not get cold. never wears more than a hoodie, probably danced shirtless in the middle of winter just fine. at least being from winnipeg is good for one ( 1 ) thing.
— i feel like people call him flower. idk guys. maybe im just thinking too much abt hockey goalies.
𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘
— he tends to be extremely underestimated as he comes across a bit dumb and generally has a pretty positive outlook on life which people confuse for him being naive when that isn’t the case. but he’s found he can use that it his advantage and that sometimes, people will tell him things they think he can’t understand but he hears and remembers everything. it’s helped him out of a few difficult situations before.
— i feel like he has a bit of ethan dolan’s personality & dumbass energy idk guys...
— live in the moment kind of dude. his motto is probably like : you just gotta know what you want to do next. i mean looking back on his life it’s been pretty crazy and that’s only solidified his outlook that like, you really can’t control too much. just let it go where it takes you.
— people do like him though and they like talking to him for whatever reason. generally has pretty trustworthy vibes but he’s more slippery than he comes across. he’s a selfish person at heart and always has his own best interests in mind, even if it doesn’t seem that way at first.
— extroverted. i think ??
𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄
— 6′1″. chocolate brown eyes. curly brown hair. he has a lithe but extremely fit build due to his career. his core strength is especially impressive. 
— he has a monochromatic lineart tattoo of a rose on his left forearm / wrist and a butterfly ( again monochromatic & just lineart ) on his right shoulder. small scar at the base of his neck by his ear from an unfortunate hockey accident.
— needs glasses but usually only wears contacts unless he’s in his apartment late at night.
— he’s not overly fashionable, going more for comfort than how he generally looks. on a regular day, he’s probably got the whole... college athlete look going if you know what i mean. a big fan of mirrored aviator sunglasses. wouldn’t know what dressing up meant even if it slapped him in the face.
𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
first and foremost i want to say that i like to vibe and brainstorm with people to come up with unique connections between our characters but here are a few ideas:
— the singer whose tour he danced on — singer whose music videos he’s been in — mayhaps even actors for that tv show / movie he was in ( v small role but whatevs. maybe they just Vibed yknow ) — flirtationship 😔 — always ye ol good hookup l o l — we keep running into each other idk maybe we should talk ??
TAKEN CONNECTIONS PAGE HERE
𝐎𝐎𝐂
          hey guys, i’m ollie. my intros are either written really eloquently or a big mess bc im trying to rub together a couple braincells at 1 am and whatever comes out, comes out. no need to guess which category this one falls into lmAO. anyway, i’m a slow plotter bc i’m easily overwhelmed trying to do too many things at once but i swear i will try to get to as many people as i can. and yeah this entire character is inspired by my love of world of dance don’t @ me... if u made it all the way down here u should watch this bc 😳 & mikey has the same athleticism and strength.
9 notes · View notes
ivanaskye · 4 years
Text
WoT reactions: book 5
Oh gods, everything is happening absolutely all of the time.
So, like usual, I’m gonna yell about it character by character.
[[MORE]]
(Not that that readmore ever works...)
Rand
Oh, he is a mess.
Remember when Rand was kind of boring and ~just a guy~? Remember when he wasn’t ruling like three or four countries and having a hard time thinking about people in any light other than how he can use them? Remember that?
Because, boy, that Rand is gone
He is literally wanting to die by now
“I deserve death”
“Death would be better”
And this is only book 6 out of 14. Oh boy.
He still Can’t Kill Women tho
This is bad for everyone involved
Pls unlearn ur sexism Rand
Mat
The thing about Mat is that most of his personality traits are things I hate in a character, BUT his core trope is my favorite
He Knows His Past Lives
At least kinda
FORBIDDEN MYSTERIOUS KNOWLEDGE, he is all the other hims he once was
He’s still... Mat tho, desperately trying to run away
All he wants is gambling and casual sex
But NO he has near infinite battle tactics knowledge from 2000 years ago :| I’d feel sorry for him but also like. I do not.
Perrin
Literally not in this book lol, we’ll find out more about what he’s been up to next book
Egwene
Is going through character growth at 500 miles per hour and I’m here for it
That scene where she realized she was talking to Moiraine like an EQUAL. Aaa my heart.
Overrides Nynaeve’s temper with pure calmness
Oh boy I love her
Foreshadowing that she’s gonna be the Amyrlin has only gotten stronger. I feel this in my bones.
Moiraine
I was gonna try to go longer without talking about her, but....
....fuck you, Robert Jordan.
:(
:((
:(((
Okay, the last book and a half she has been displaying every death flag known to man and then some. So I’m not surprised BUT I do still want to cry.
Ofc she had that many flags bc she KNEW SHE WAS GONNA DIE
fucking
She is an archetype I usually HATE (keeps too many secrets) but I! Love her! She is (was) doing her best!
That all said, she might not actually be dead—Amys saying that Rand is a fool right after he says she’s dead + asmodean dying to a mysterious person who may just be Lanfear...
Cause how Moiraine died was tackling Lanfear through a mysterious portal
And now her presence “can’t be felt”
But maybe she’s just in some other reality? I hope?
:x
;-;
Elayne
There are exactly two brain cells left standing now that Moiraine is gone, and Elayne has one of them. (Egwene has the other)
She also uh. Does A Thing this book. But that’s better to talk about under another character’s heading-
Birgitte
Jfc I was NOT expecting what happened here
Tfw you’re in the True Dream World which also serves as an afterlife for perennially reincarnated heroes, which you are, and you’re not supposed to talk to alive people, but you do anyway, and then
Then you get killed, in the afterlife
And develop a fully formed body in the Alive World
And remember all of your past lives
But you’re like, dying
And maybe not in a returning-to-afterlife way
SO ELAYNE FREAKING BONDS YOU AS A WARDER.
Anyway I ship it
Nynaeve
If Egwene gets the award for fastest character development, Nynaeve gets... the opposite award
If anything, she’s getting MORE insufferable and also unselfaware with time
“It’s so great that people get to be around me, who is always calm and never yells at anyone at all!” she thinks. Multiple times.
I’m glad that with her and Elayne we finally got a bit of a Tel’aran’rhiod (True Dream World) training sequence—we hadn’t gotten to see that with Egwene
Meanwhile this book Nynaeve is the poster child for “how close to straight up torturing people are Our Heroes now”
(The answer: pretty close, by which I mean, yes definitely torture, but not the WORST torture. Yet.)
Egeanin
Where is she where is my child
Min
Spends most of the book Escaping with Siuan and Leane, plus giving the two of them a lot of weird looks
Her moment to shine is probably later
Siuan
Let me tell you, as of book 2 or 3 I did not expect her to outlive Moiraine
A Real Good Character
She may be stilled but she can still scheme and manipulate For The Side Of Good
Bonus side effect of not having magic: she is no longer bound by magical path to not lie!
“The Kid Gloves Are Off Motherfuckers” - Siuan Sanche, probably
Leane
Unlike Siuan, finds new purpose/reason not to commit suicide not in revenge but in. Flirting.
“Can’t want to kill myself if I wanna hone my seduction skills instead”
Real galaxy brain take there
I’m love her also
Aviendha
Ok I’m starting to like her now, mostly due to the Most Fanfic Sequence Of Events I Have Ever Read Including In A Fanfic
(That’s right: your fave fanfic could never)
To recap: Aviendha, sneaking into Rand’s to take a bath
Caught naked
Flips out, instinctively does something with the Power that almost no one alive knows how to
That thing being: MAKES A GODDAMN PORTAL
INTO A BLIZZARD
WHILE NAKED, MIND YOU, AND DRIPPING WET
Rand, being Very Concerned about this, grabs a bunch of blankets and follows her
She runs away
For a mile
In a blizzard
While naked
Gets to an iced-over river, FALLS IN
Rand, using the Power but also almost dying himself, pulls her out and wraps her in blankets
Makes a FREAKING HOUSE out of magic
Gets her inside
But That’s Not Enough Body Heat
Oh No He Has To Snuggle Her
Due to the powers of body heat, she retains consciousness
Then They Have Sex
Him, afterwards: oh fuck! We’re not even married! Fuck I guess we can quickly get married as soon as we come back!
Her: marriage whom
Also her, Who Has Just Had Sex With Him: also obviously I can’t marry you, you belong to Elayne
Functions? NO
Brain cells? ABSOLUTELY NOT
Thoughts? NOT EVEN ONCE
I love all these characters y’all
22 notes · View notes