#it devolved in the tags HAHA

[lukazade]

Gonna draw this if I find some time but I have to write it down while I'm thinking about it

[Cass and Steph, dressed in their Batgirl outfits, mid-fight with criminals]

Criminal A: You'll never win, Batgirls!

Steph: Batgirls? No. That's not who we are 🙄

Criminal B (stopping): ??? What do we call you then?

[Cass holds up her hand]

[Steph does the same]

[They're wearing wedding bands]

Steph: bat WIVES.

Criminal B: oh. Congratulations!

Criminal A: you still won't win though, batwives!

[actualbird]

I don't think we've ever had like Drunk drunk Marius. Like, he's had alcohol before in cards but he's somehow sober (I think, otherwise he just acts incredibly sober when drunk)

And I just imagine that he doesn't get drunk bc a) he has a high tolerance and b) he pretends to be sipping on some alcohol while not actually drinking any. Like everyone else is on their 4th glass or something and he's not even done with his 1st.

Why b? Because I'd just like to talk about the idea of Drunk marius being a sarcastic asshole to the point where he got banned from having more than 3 drinks at family functions.

(Last time he had more than three he insulted one of his uncle for having no art sense, told his cousin that she was the ugliest bitch he's ever seen and will never find a partner, then threw up all over some poor French von Hagen's newly made suit. the first two may have been deserved. the last one was not.)

I DONT THINK WE HAVE YEAH, though if im not mistaken, one of his MR audios is him drunk and he was a clingy drunk to mc. i cant remember which MR card this was tho orz

but this is making me lose it HELP. all the years of learning how to be a Respectable Von Hagen just go out the window past a certain amount of alcohol, poor thing.....or rather, everybody he insulted are the poor things kJBLKSJBFLSDBF

i myself like to think that marius has a pretty solid alcohol tolerance. of course, it depends on what hes drinking but also. he was an art student in florence. ive never been to florence but i was an art (creative writing) student once and the AMOUNTS of alcohol that would be drunk at parties and get togethers, my god......so in my eyes, marius can hold his drink pretty well

but i assume he doesnt like ever getting drunk at business functions in general. too much risk, 0 reward. he leaves the fun drinking times to when hes having a get together with the nxx team

and once hes drunk he can dunk on vyn non stop until vyn nearly tries to strangle him

[p5x-theories]

(Originally a reply on the Haru info post, responding separately since that's kind of a long post and I don't want to reblog it again, heh)

@lolipopman416 Ah, yes, I think I listed them out for an ask in the past, but I'll just give you an updated list here! (And maybe add it to my FAQ, so the info's a bit more convenient to find, heh.)

Resist: good at targeting single enemies (Wonder (Janosik), Fleuret, Mont, Bui, Sepia, Messa, Skull, Queen). This tends to manifest as followup attacks that hit one target, or status effects/damage buffs that apply against specific targets.

Control: good at dealing with groups of enemies (Closer, Summer Motoha, Joker, Panther, Fox, Noir). This tends to manifest as lots of multi-target attacks, and bonuses for using those attacks in certain ways.

Surrender: focused around applying debuffs to gain an advantage (Key, Rin, Vino). This tends to manifest as a focus on a particular status effect, and the ability to do extra damage/effects to enemies once they're inflicted with it.

Rescue: focuses on healing companions (Cattle, Summer Tomoko, Marian, Mona). This has so far always included at least one healing skill, but often other healing abilities can be triggered as well.

Superior: good at buffing teammates and improving their effectiveness (Moko, Leon, Riddle, Chord). This has so far always manifested as unique buffs/status effects, sometimes becoming fully triggered by additional conditions.

Defense: good at protecting teammates and keeping them alive (Soy, Yuki, Cherish). This tends to manifest as shield-focused abilities, but Soy instead draws fire to himself, and buffs the team's max health temporarily.

Elucidation: the designation used for navigators (Wind, Okyann, Puppet, Phoebe, Oracle). This obviously has a wide array of specific applications, but tends to revolve around unique buffs or debuffs that the navigator can grant/inflict, and obviously each navigator has their own fights/team compositions they're most suited for.

These categories also apply to all of Wonder's Sea of Souls Personas, but I doubt you care as much about that in particular, and it'd honestly be way too time-consuming to list them all out, haha. But I hope this was what you're looking for!

For the most part, these combat roles/designations don't really matter in the game- there's no inherent penalty for having a team of three Resist characters and an Elucidation, for instance- but there are two places where you need to pay attention to them: Marthym Tasks, which often require 1-2 characters of a specific role, and certain Door to Ominous Dreams fights, where the survival-type fights require you to have at least one Rescue or Defense teammate, making the enemies much stronger if you lack one.

That said, the roles are also a bit useful for speculating what a character will be like as soon as they're announced! I remember it was interesting to first hear that Summer Tomoko was a Rescue instead of a Superior, because that implied a distinct change in skill set for her. We also had an idea of what to expect for Cherish, since we knew he was Defense before we'd even confirmed which character he actually was, haha!

It may also be a useful avenue for future theorizing- right now our story team lacks any Surrender or Superior teammates, so that may be what we're getting next! In general, we're lowest on Superior and Defense teammates (though they did just add Cherish), so we may be seeing more of them in the near future.

[gremlin-girly]

Kinktober Day 22

Clothing

Pairing: Ransom x f!reader (established relationship)

Tags/Warnings: SMUT, MDNI, established relationship, vaginal sex/ p-in-v, chasing, spitting, creampie, possessiveness (barely there), mentions of female masterbation (brief), quickie

Not beta'd and that's a warning. I do not give permission for my work to be reposted, translated or copied. And as always, MDNI!

Summary: Your boyfriend comes home early from a work trip to find you've stolen his sweater... again

Word Count: 1k

A/N: This may or may not have been inspired by my flufftober post here 🫣 This was quite literally a last minute quickie haha. Love, Grem x

Divider by: @/cafekitsune

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Ransom had been away on some work trip for the last week and you had been missing him from the moment he left. A few days after his departure, you'd found his favourite sweater; the cream cable knit that was fraying at the sleeves, discarded in a rushed attempt to pack. You remembered the last time you'd worn it he'd been a bit touchy but....

He wasn't here to stop you.

And what he didn't know wouldn't kill him, right? You would only wear it for a few hours anyway.

However, when you threw it over your head and were bombarded with Ran's smell, you knew you would only take it off before Ran got home (to save yourself getting a grumpy Ransom and another lecture on stealing his things).

You even wore it to bed. The smell of Ransom's expensive cologne lingering on the soft wool against your skin had you reaching between your legs, thinking of your boyfriend and what he'd to you if he caught you like this.

The next morning was uneventful. You sat sipping your coffee at the kitchen table, in Ransom's sweater and panties no less, doomscrolling and wishing something would happen. You missed Ran and he wasn't due home for at least another day.

The sound of keys jingling and a try of the front door handle startled you and you jump to your feet.

"Hon? You home?" Ransom's voice echoes down the hallway and theres a clatter as he fights to get his suitcase over the threshold. "I got - goddammit - away a day early."

You discard your phone and fling open the kitchen door to beam down the hallway at him as he tugs the suitcase over the welcome mat.

"Welcome home!" You say excitedly, making a rushed attempt to reach Ransom with your arms wide but his next words make you turn on your heel and head in the opposite direction.

"Is that my sweater?"

You can hear the thud of Ransom's shoulder bag, not needing to know he's dropped it to give chase as you rush up the stairs.

"Get back here Y/N!" He bellows from below. Your legs ache from the chase already as you push yourself up the stairs and sprint down the landing to your shared bedroom, slamming the door behind you and diving onto the bed.

You don't even manage to hide under the covers because it only takes Ransom moments to appear in the doorway, stalking over to the bed and grasping your ankle. He pulls you down to the bottom of the bed and you squeal in terror.

His broad shoulders cave you in. The sneer, the look in his eyes and the chase should not have caused the heat that gathered between your legs.

"We talked about this."

You give him a nervous shrug, trying to be nonchalant, but your heart pounded with excitement. Ransom leans closer, breathing onto your neck. He's about to say something when his breath catches. Your scent has mingled with his on your skin. The warm amber of him mixed with that delicate spice of your perfume; a dreamy concoction like warm chai. It was captivating and welcoming, and the warmth of your body beneath him, hidden beneath his sweater....

Ransom's cold hands dart under his sweater and you screech at the icy-hot sensation that devolves into breathless pleas for mercy. Even if you think you're going to manage escape by appealing to his ego, you can't deny how turned on you are by this show of dominance - or how you could feel your heartbeat in your panties when he chased you down the hall; not that you'd admit that to him in this state. Nor did you have to it seemed.

Ransom's lips are far warmer than his hands as he kisses you, although his nose is still cold. Ransom's hands wander to your underwear and tug at them impatiently a few times before pulling away from your lips to rip them away from you and undo his belt with a grumbled, "Missed you."

"Missed you too, Ran." You huff, leaning up onto your elbows get a better view. It was almost comical; Ransom was impatient by nature but seeing him so suddenly desperate to fuck you that he hadn't even removed his coat, scarf or boots had your head spinning.

Ransom's slacks hang precariously over his hips as he frees his hard cock, pumping it a few times as he looks over your form wrapped in his sweater like a present just for him.

Although you didn't need it, Ransom spits onto your cunt before slamming into you; your walls gripping him hard as your mind blanks with sudden pleasure. You struggle to keep your feet planted on the edge of the bed whilst Ransom pounds into you feverishly, burying his face into the crook of your neck to inhale that intoxicating mixture of scents while he fucks you.

Your arms wrap around his neck, using it as an anchor so you can wrap your legs around his waist. You squeeze Ran close in your grasp, moaning into his ear as his own arms slide under your back to your shoulders, pushing them downwards and forcing you to remain on his cock.

"Shit - Ran," You gasp, clawing at his back in an attempt to ground yourself in preparation of your impending orgasm. Ransom groans unashamedly as your pussy squeezes his aching cock. He'd missed you so much when he was away even if he felt a little embarassed to admit it. Thinking about you each night and how he'd loved to have fucked you every which way, taking his time with you; and now that he was home, buried inside your warm pussy with you wearing his sweater, his brain was melting. The only thing he wanted right now was to fill you to the brim with his cream; and he intended to do so.

The moment your walls spasmed around him again, you cumming beneath him with a long groan, he thrust into you hard and deep; letting your pussy flutter around his cock as he came with a groan of his own. There's a few moments of heavy breathing as you both catch your breaths until Ransom removes his arms from under you to plant his palms either side of your head.

"I've changed my mind," He puffs, leaning down to peck your lips. "You look good in my clothes."

You roll your eyes playfully at him. "Yeah. I know."

[dancing--lights]

Six 10 Song Soundtrack - Livia 'Rook' Mercar

Thanks for the tag @in-the-drowning-deep! I was born for this one lol. I use music for everything, and can't listen to a song without thinking of Liv so, this was great! Which is why I cheated and did two songs for some of them.

Tagging @rooks-dagger @cailleachan and @dudewheresmynug and @curiouswisp for this one <3

Full playlist here.

1. An event that defines your character's past

Ha Ha Ha - Black Foxxes

My father was a frightened man He raged, he raged, he raged My father bared a heavy hand It rained, it rained, it rained My father lived a thousand lives He raged, he raged, he raged I am not my father's child I am not my father's child

Liv's relationship with her father really defined her as a person. They are polar opposites in a lot of ways. He's a commander in the Imperial army, very rigid and stoic. Very detached. She's a rebel insurgent, brash and earnest. She couldn't be detached if she tried. But they are also so similar in so many ways! He uses discipline and control as a sort of armor. She uses humor and bravado the same way. It's all just avoidance, really. He's also devoted to protecting Tevinter, and instilled that in her. They just don't always see eye to eye on how to do that.

Vide Noir - Lord Huron

So what if I'm living out past the edge? So what if I never come back again?

Moving from Ventus to Minrathous was probably the most important thing to ever happen to Liv before she met Varric. She was a bit lost there, at first. She'd gone there to study at the Circle under an apprenticeship with an old family friend, but that quickly devolved. Her whole future was planned out for her. She would finish her apprenticeship, then become a soldier like her father wanted. So she thought "why try?" Cue the self-sabotage haha. Those early years in Minrathous were rough, and involved plenty of brushes with the city guard. Then, her mentor was killed by the Venatori, and when she tried looking into her murder, the Shadows found her. They gave her direction, and a way to help. The rest is history!

2. How others see them

The Long Defeat - Thrice

The tyranny of deterioration Worries me that it's all just a waste of time Take it one step forward, two steps back Still I believe there's a breath through the thorns And I believe the summer's warm And I believe that it's ever bright beyond this black

I've said this before (@mildlyupsetzebra you hear this all the time) but Liv is my little sun who thinks she's just a shadow. Everyone around her sees her brightness, and her potential. She's a little shit, sure, but she's honestly a joy to be around. And she cares SO much. That's readily apparent. She will always try.

Wolf Count - The Mountain Goats

Breach the perimeter with my brethren Know who your friends are when you need them Sleep soundly with the enemy And remember me -- Too dumb to trade his cloak for freedom Too dumb to trade his cloak for freedom Run, run ahead, all of you -- I'll catch up when I'm able to

The first one into danger, and the last one out of it. That's Liv. The team sees that. This is also a good one for her relationship to Solas, and how they see themselves in each other (much to their chagrin).

3. How they see themselves

Loud Bark - Mannequin Pussy

Not a single motherfucker who has tried to lock me up Could get the collar 'round my neck Or find one that's big enough I'm a waste of a woman, but I taste like success I keep all of my sugar where I know you like it best

Liv thinks she's so tough. And she is! But she also has a very sweet streak. According to my dear @mildlyupsetzebra Liv is "kind of a shelter mutt cause she's got all her baggage and might snap at you if you poke at it wrong" and that's spot on how she sees herself, as well.

Take Me To War - The Crane Wives

Take me to war Honey, I dare you I'll be the sweetest thing To ever scare you Give me a fight I can't resist Give me something to break with my fists Take me to war Oh, honey, I dare you

I can't take the credit for this one. @cailleachan sent me this, and it is Liv all the way.

4. Their closest relationship (platonic or romantic)

Every Thug Needs A Lady - Alkaline Trio

And it's nothing I'll forget when the moon gets tired You are stuck to me everyday Believe in what I am because it's all that I have today And tomorrow who knows where we'll be From here I can hardly see a thing But I will follow anyone who brings me to you For now, forever, for on and on and on

This might be the Liv x Neve song, for me. In Liv's canon, Neve becomes Thread Boss (yes, she saved Minrathous, don't worry). This is them to me!!!

5. A major fight scene

Face To The Floor - Chevelle

Then I got a taste of the benefits Five foot and change There's no better way to hash it out So let's set up your time to fail

Liv loves a good fight, and will rarely back down, even if her chances of winning are slim. I could see her swinging a few fists to this one, for sure.

Won't Drown - Foxing

And hold back the blood Flowing through your nose Pressure on the wound If you fall Caught like trout see that Bravery won't drown So you keep the water running out

This is such a Rook song to me. Never give up. Keep trying. Whatever it takes. Final fight energy to me.

6. End credits

The Light She Brings - Joep Beving

My little sun who thinks she's just a shadow!!!

[nocturne-overtures]

𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔

𓆩⟡𓆪Summary: You decide today's the day you try a bit of role reversal in the bedroom. It takes some...encouragement, but you don't think your boyfriends are opposed to trying a few new things if it feels this good

𓆩⟡𓆪Pairing: Fem! Reader/ Jackson Wang (Got7)/ Johnny Suh (NCT127)/Lee Jooheon (Monsta X)

𓆩⟡𓆪Genres/Aus: Non-Idolverse, Fluff, Romance, Humor, Smut, Polyamorous Relationship

𓆩⟡𓆪Tws: Swearing, Light Anxieties

𓆩⟡𓆪Sws: Role Reversal, Switch Idol, Switch Reader, Hickies, Hair Pulling, Praise Kink, Teasing, Handjobs, Cunnilingus, Blowjob, Riding, Unprotected Sex, Creampie

𓆩⟡𓆪Rating: Explicit/Mature (18+)

𓆩⟡𓆪WC: 3.3k

𓆩⟡𓆪A/n: *crawls out of hell with an upload finally* the following is one of the commissions from the lovely and every paitient @jacksons-goddess-gaia I hope you enjoy it as I get back into the swing of things mwah

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𓆩⟡𓆪Network Ping- @kwritersworld | @k-vanity |⟡𓆪

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"They’ll never let me do something like this. I’m going walk in there and they’re gonna be like; ‘haha! Just kidding, bend over kitten.’”

Jooheon watched you pace back and forth in front of your shared home, puffs of vapor leaving his lips as the occasional snowflake fell into his hair. In his hand, a bag is steadily collecting a small pile of snow the longer you two stand outside in the chill of November. 

“For someone who challenged them to let you take charge this time, you're freaking out more than expected.” His voice is even, but you can see his lips twitch up as you whirl around to face him, indignant. 

“You’re supposed to have my side!” 

“Why? It’s not as hard as you’re making it out to be. Just say you’re nervous.” 

You feel the heat of embarrassment creep up to your ears as you huff and unlock the front door, finally stomping inside. Jooheon could tease, sure. He’d taken charge and let himself be taken care of countless times in this relationship, more than anyone else. To him, this was second nature. 

As you toe off your shoes and shrug off your jacket, you begin thinking back to how these thoughts came to be. It started with a show the four of you were watching. It was cheesy and quite a predictable drama. The pushover of the main pairing had been insulted by some side characters only for that to devolve into some misunderstanding argument between them and their partner which ended up in the roles being the same as they always were. 

Heaven’s forbid one of those dramas change up the status quota and have a switch couple, right? 

So, like the genius you were, as Jackson was making a comment on the location of the shot in the drama and Johnny was laughing at the ridiculousness of the whole conflict, you spoke. 

“I bet I could take charge next time and not immediately fold like Yu Han here.” You proudly state while tossing a piece of popcorn in your mouth. The conversation around you seemed to fizzle out instantly and it took you a bit longer than you cared to admit to notice the three pairs of eyes locked onto you. 

Lifting your gaze, you blink. 

“....what?”

“Are you saying that’s what you want to do?” Jackson inquired. You replay the last thing you said in your head and sit with your lips parted. Johnny cocks his head from his spot on the loveseat, running his fingers through Jooheon’s hair. 

“How about the next time we fool around, we let Y/N take charge, then?”

None of them look like they’re mocking you for the suggestion, but the idea itself makes a mixed sense of anxiety and excitement float through your veins. 

So, of course, you went to the internet to try and figure out how to smoothly transition into the position switch. 

And, naturally, that ended up in you being more stressed out than ever. Some of them were endearing stories of success, while there was also a fair share of failure stories of someone ruining the mood or accidentally injuring their partner during play and it all made you way more nervous. 

Jooheon put his hand on the small of your back, kissing your cheek before he looked into your eyes. 

“It’s okay. Just take your time. None of us are going to laugh at you or something if you don’t find that it comes easily to you.” 

You smile at him and take his hand, raising your voice to call into the home. 

“We’re home!” 

The sound of a door opening and closing somewhere catches your attention. Johnny emerges from down the hall, hair tousled and a wide smile on his face as Jackson pushes past him, face ablaze as he muttered something about someone not having any self-restraint. 

You can see the fresh dark red marks along his throat that told you everything you needed to know about what they had been doing.

“Took you guys a bit to get back home. Was the drive alright?” Jackson inquired, straightening out and smiling when he spotted the two of you dusting snowflakes out of your hair. Johnny turned on his heel, jogging down the hall to go get some towels to help you dry off. 

“It was alright. Had to drive a bit slow but we got everything we needed.” You inform him, making your way to the kitchen. Johnny stops you, putting a towel over your hair and rigorously ruffling your hair while laughing at your shrieks of protest. 

“You gotta dry off properly babe.” He grins, laughing as you swat at his pectoral the moment he let you go. 

Jooheon had an easier time, humming as Jackson helped dry his bright orange hair. He was rewarded with a kiss before Jackson shook his head and pointed towards the bedroom. 

“Change, both of you. I will not have you both getting pneumonia.” 

You and Jooheon march off to the bedroom, neither of you keen on trying to argue with Jackson knowing he was 1000% right. Jooheon glanced at you once the door closed, pulling his shirt over his head. 

“Are you going to do it tonight?” He inquired. You bite your lip, fingers fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. 

It’s not that hard. 

Jooheon sees the anxiety that’s taken hold of you and comes closer, kissing the top of your head and sending you a dimpled smile. 

“There’s no rush, you know that, right? We’re not going anywhere.” His smile melts your heart a bit, and you nod, taking a calming breath. Jooheon stayed to ensure you were alright before leaving first in his fresh clothes.

You head out not too long after, wearing several articles of clothing from them.

Johnny’s button up, Jackson’s t-shirt, and Jooheon’s basketball shorts, the drawstring tied extra tight so it stayed on your hips. 

When you come back, you walk up to Johnny, tugging at the waistband of his sweatpants. He looked down at you and blinked before he saw you subtly pucker your lips. A smile stretched across his lips and he leaned over, kissing you slow and deep.  There’s something about the way he slots against you that makes you want to buckle on instinct. Not just him, all three of them. You wanted to push past this feeling and be able to give them the same sensation. 

Your mind wanders, and so do your hands, tracing over Johnny’s muscles, pressing yourself to him as you pushed back, giving slight challenge in this kiss. Johnny let out a muffled hum, hands finding their way to your waist, kneading. 

Your body is flush against his, and you lose yourself in the kiss, mind wandering, thinking of all the ways they’d gotten you completely turned out for them. Every touch, every kiss, every chuckle, how could you do the same for them-

“Mmph-’

Your eyes crack open halfway, and you look up, locking eyes with Johnny. 

That was a whimper. 

Your mind focuses and you take inventory of the situation. He’s panting, looking at you in surprise, his lips swollen, red from where you had bit him, and your hand was tangled in his hair, pulling him enough to make him tilt his head back. 

Your lips part, and you almost apologize, but you stop short seeing the look on his face. 

Dazed, flustered .

You hold his gaze, and there's a pleasant tingle that runs up and down your spine as you tilt your head slightly. Johnny moved to speak, but you experimentally push your weight against him ever so slightly, tugging his hair. 

“Tilt your head for me.”

He doesn’t hesitate, his Adam’s apple bobbing as your lips brush along it. His breathing is shallow, and you can feel he’s stirring slightly against your thigh as you try to lean more into the feeling that had gripped you. 

“ Good. Just like that. Good boy.”

Johnny’s knees actually buckled for you, and he looked at you out of the corner of his eye, letting out a shuddering breath. You can tell the words had their intended purpose as you hear him let out a small, off-guard chuckle before he murmured a breathy ‘ fuck’ . 

“You two gonna dry hump in the kitchen or get something to eat?” Jackson inquired, curiously looking at the two of you. You bite the inside of your cheek to keep back the whine of disappointment at being interrupted, but instead, you push off of the counter behind Johnny, smiling and running your hand down his body, over the telltale bulge in his pants for a brief moment before making your way over to the dining room. 

“Coming~”

Jackson glances between you and Johnny curiously and blinks at the flustered mess you’d made of your boyfriend. Jooheon smiled at you as you sat down, subtly nodding. 

‘You did it’.

You smile and sit beside him, listening to your boys as they begin to recap and talk about their day. Normally you were just as chatty as they were, but you spend your time watching them subtly. Johnny’s blush had only slightly gone down, but he had kept casting glances at you, subtly touching his neck every now and again. 

You catch him one of these times, smiling and blowing him a small kiss before you turn your attention to Jooheon, hooking your ankle against his and tugging slightly. 

The move made him stop mid-sentence, but he caught your eye and cleared his throat, continuing and not resisting the move and letting you tug a bit further, spreading his legs apart. You smile around the rim of your water glass, setting it down and listening more, your hand finding its way to his thigh, squeezing and kneading.  Jooheon took it in stride, though you can see red creep up to the tip of his ears as your hand inches higher, squeezing and kneading the toned muscle there. He kept his eyes on Jackson and Johnny across the table, but at this point, you’re sure both of them knew what you were up to. 

Especially after you make eye contact with Jackson while you squeeze and stroke Jooheon through the sweatpants. Jooheon jolted beside you before letting out a needy groan, spreading his legs and pressing into your hand. 

You remember past experiences, personal experiences, even the filthy novels and audios you indulge yourself in, and you find yourself speaking while holding Jackson’s gaze. 

“ Sit still.” 

Jooheon shuddered and planted his ass flat into the chair, biting on his chopstick with an audible ‘clank’ as he forced down his usual bratty challenging sass. As much as he liked to do so with the other two, he knew it took a lot for you to build the confidence to take control like this. He wanted to see how far you'd go and didn't want you to lose confidence in the middle of it.

“Yes ma’am.” was his response instead. Your lips curled up and you turned your head, kissing the underside of his jaw as a reward. 

Jackson looked between the two of you, brows up in interest before he wiped his mouth, cocking his head to the side. 

“What should we do next?” the question is open-ended, but he’s staring directly at you. He’s picked up on the vibes of the night and you smile, the last of your lingering anxieties melting away as you realize you were a lot more comfortable with this than you originally gave yourself credit for. 

“Jackson, come with me. I need a shower. Johnny, Jooheon, we should get ready for bed.” You stand, gathering your dishes and casting a glance over your shoulder. 

“Make sure everything is ready for us. We wouldn’t want to be cold this evening.” 

The youngest duo of the three men perk and look at one another, smiling and nodding, darting past you to put their dishes away. You set yours aside and turn to Jackson, reaching down to hook your fingers into his, pulling him toward the bathroom.

In no time, you have him against the shower wall, placing biting kisses along his soaked skin as you grab and stroke his cock in slow, methodical strokes. 

Jackson kept his eyes on you, nearly mirroring Jooheon earlier and bucking into your hand, but you push down on him, eyes flicking up and pinning him with a heated gaze. He finds himself speaking before he can think, throbbing in your hand. 

“I’m sorry, I’ll be good.”

You smile, your face flushed but that sweet, powerful tingle of electricity runs up and down your spine. 

“Good, I’m going to take care of all three of you tonight.” You whisper against his damp skin, feeling your confidence swell now that all three of them had responded well to your actions and what you had been trying to do all night. 

You carry that with you into the bedroom, where you find both Jooheon and Johnny rutting against one another, throbbing and nearly ready to cum already as they traded feverish kisses. You watch them for a moment before biting your thumbnail, cocking your head to the side. 

“I sure hope you two weren’t intending on cumming without me telling you to.” Your voice is cheery, bubbly, but has an underlying warning in it. Both of them stop short, looking at you while panting. 

“S-sorry, Y/n.” Jooheon licked his lips, eyeing the towel barely clinging to your body while Johnny ran a hand through his hair, remembering the sensation of you tugging it earlier. He decided to push back a bit. 

“You took a while to come back. Tell me what you want.” He smiled, eyes glinting. Jooheon glanced at him and Jackson looked at the side of your face, ready to step in at any time if the challenge made you lose confidence. 

His worries were unwarranted as your lip quirks, making your way over to him and smiling. You grab a pillow from the bed, one of the longer ones, and drop it to the floor at your feet.

“On the floor. Get on your knees.”

Johnny stared at you with a spark of chaos in his eyes, but he slowly peeled himself off of Jooheon, kneeling before you. You make your way over to him, standing in front of him and grabbing a fistful of his hair once more. A loving look crosses your face as hold each other’s gaze. 

“You know what to do if it’s too much or I go too far, yes?” You question tenderly. Johnny smiled and nodded, raising his chin to kiss your wrist, right over your pulse. He can probably feel how hard your heart is pounding at this moment, but he doesn’t comment on it. 

“Yes, ma’am.” He nodded. You don’t respond, raising your leg and planting it over his shoulder, pulling his face directly into your pussy, holding him still as you look up at Jooheon and Jackson. 

“Come here. I have something for you two to do.” 

The four of you fall into a rhythm, with Johnny’s tongue buried between your folds and both Jackson and Jooheon’s cocks in your hands as you traded sloppy kisses with them. You alternate between slow strokes and quickened ones, a purr and a giggle falling from your lips as you break the kiss, hovering just shy of Jooheon’s lips. 

“You sound pretty like this, you know.” You praise him softly, gripping and pulling Johnny’s hair as you feel him change pace.

“Ah, ah. Slow down.” 

He shuddered and nodded, spreading his knees apart, his cock standing tall against his abs as he greedily ate you out. You hum and moan breathlessly, letting him know how much you are enjoying it.

“M-More…please more…” Jooheon shuddered, fingers trembling along your skin. Jackson nodded from beside him, his precum dribbling down your fingers. You smile, nodding your chin towards the bed. 

“Come on, we’re getting to the best part. You all are doing so well for me.” you praise.

A bit of shuffling about later and you’re seated in Jooheon’s lap, riding him while Johnny greedily licked and kissed at the mess being made of your pussy and his cock. Jackson stood on the bed, holding his arms behind his back as he watched you alternate between teasing kisses and deep, throaty swallows, all while holding smoldering eye contact with him. 

“T-Thank you, thank you, please-” Jooheon groans, his cock curving just right. It was almost enough to turn your mind off, almost enough to flip the switch back, but you hold firm, clenching tight and smiling around Jackson’s cock before pulling off with a wet pop. 

Jackson whined in complaint as you caressed Johnny’s face until he noticed you wanted him to lift up. When he does, you kiss him deep and slow, tasting you and Jooheon on Johnny’s tongue before turning his head to Jackson, smiling sweetly as you whisper in his ear. 

“Be a good puppy and hold onto this for me, okay? Keep it nice and warm for me.”

“Fuck,” Johnny let out a breathy laugh and nodded, leaning in to swallow down Jackoson’s cock, his tongue curling against the underside. You press your back against Jooheon’s back, rolling and grinding your hips as he rocked his own up into you, balls slapping against your ass. 

“Thank y-you, Yn~ Fuck, it feels so good, thank you for, ah- taking care of us” Jooheon keens, eyes fluttering as he throbbed inside of you. You feel a wave of pride wash over you as you clench around him. You were sure he had been close to cumming inside of you, but he stilled his hips, sending you a pleading look over your shoulder. 

“Please, can I cum inside? I did well, right?” He pants, practically begging as your ass jiggles every time it made contact with his thighs. You run your fingers into his hair, pulling and leaving dark hickies along his neck as you still your hips. 

“If you want to cum so bad, go ahead. Get yourself off. Milk yourself for me so the other two can see.” 

You keep your lips against his neck, moaning in delight as you feel his hands land on your hips, a whimper of need leaving his lips as he sped up, thrusting into you and chasing his orgasm with near pleading desperation in his voice. 

You close your eyes, listening to the wet sound as goosebumps rise up along with sweat and precum running down your skin. Had you had looked behind you, you would have noticed Johnny had been pushed down fully onto Jackson’s cock, throat squeezing and constricting his cock as both he and Jackson watched you and Jooheon mere feet away. 

“Y/n! Fuck! Yes yes yes, thank you! Fuck!” He whimpered in need and finally pressed deep, throbbing, and trembling as he came inside of you. You moan, gripping him like a vice as you cum shortly after, hearing the sound get even sloppier as he milked every drop inside of you. 

You push his chest when he’s finished and spent, rolling your hips slowly and smiling with a glint in his eye as you look back at Jackson and Johnny. 

Both of them have their eyes locked onto your pussy and the messy creampie Jooheon had left behind. When you still yourself, they glance up, meeting your fervent gaze. 

You’re unsure where this strong wave of confidence came from after the earlier anxieties, but now that you’d let it wash over you, there was no stopping you now. 

You raise your hips, sighing in displeasure when Jooheon’s half-hard cock falls out of you, messy and covered in both your and his juices. You roll over onto your back, spreading your legs and rubbing your pussy, not minding the mess at all. Your next words cause both of them to surge forward eagerly;

“Well? Who’s next ?”

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hi! I saw your tags about all the Lydia’s having differnet middle/nicknames for you and I’m OBSSESSED with that idea and was wondering what the other two Lydia’s middle names were? (if you’ve already answered this somewhere mb haha)

EEEEEEK, I’VE BEEN WAITING THREE YEARS FOR THIS QUESTION! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU! (No I’ve not answered it before, but I’ve been DYING to yap about it!)

So I’ve wanted to do a comic about the three Lydias hanging out in the same universe for a long time. The problem was separation between three people with the same first and last name.

I really didn’t want them referring to themselves as “Movie Lydia” or “Cartoon Lydia”, because it felt weird in-universe. I was concerned what I would do, until my cousin’s mom got married to person with a daughter who had the same name as hers! Their solution? They’d call eachother by middle names, and boom! Creative problem solved.

The first two were easy, as I just used stand ins for ‘cartoon’ and ‘musical’— Cartoon Lydia used to be called ‘Lil C” until I realized that I hated it. Winnifred’s name, however, took literally two years to decide on. I couldn’t call her ‘Movie’ but the only other idea I had was ‘O’ for Original… I even thought to just have her be the only one called ‘Lydia’, but again— it felt weird to make the other girls call her their name. Eventually, when I was writing a joke about the characters needing fake IDs, I began making parodies based on the names of each character’s actor. Movie Lydia’s started at “Wyoming Snider”, and eventually devolved into “Winnifredrick”. This would appear again in another episode draft when her mother, (who is not dead but divorced), reveals that she’s hatefully given her daughter that as a middle name, a gag which the other characters would laugh at.

Welp, with the idea of her being Non Binary, I loved the fluidity and androgyny it provided. Winnifredrick it was! And it is now my absolute favorite out of the three.

Thank you so much for this question! It’s one of my favorite ideas for this potential story, and the relation to two real-life people I love dearly makes it all the closer to my heart. Thank you for taking interest in my brain, and I hope it’s an idea you still find interesting!

[tearfallpixie]

Make Mama Happy - Chapter 6

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“Mama Mauro! Thank you so much for inviting me.” Heather said, hugging Rosa when we walked in. Rosa hugged me next and pulled us both inside.

“Come in. Its so cold out there. I already have hot water on for coffee or hot chocolate.” She told us. We all went into the kitchen and got our drinks before going to the living room and sitting down. “How are you handling being without our Vincenzo dear? This is your first tour separated from him, right?”

“It is. I miss him every day but having Heather with me helps. Especially since she’s missing Ricky.” I murmured, hoping my voice sounded convincing.

“I’m sure calling him every day helps. He tells me how he misses you too.” I raised my eyebrows in shock.

“Uhm, yeah. It definitely helps. I’m ready for him to be home at the end of the week.” The words felt sour in my mouth, but I forced a smile and pretended that I was excited. How could I keep this up if every time we talked, we devolved into bickering about something stupid?

“I’m sure you are. Lets get this place decorated so when he comes home on Thursday he can be surprised.” She led us to the attic where we pulled down the boxes and took them to the living room. “Lets go ahead and pull down the Christmas tree but we wont put it up until Friday. Vinny has an issue with it being up before Thanksgiving.”

“Oooh. I like him even more now. I respect all the holidays and I hate seeing Christmas stuff overlapping.” I giggled. I pulled tinsel out of one of the boxes and wrapped it around the banister of the stairs, while Heather put a wreath up on the front door.

“What about you dear? Are you missing Rick?”

“Of course. Since they are ending their tour right before the holiday, I am flying to Washington Tuesday and meeting him there.” Heather told her.

“Well tell him we say hello and to have a wonderful holiday.”

“Will do Mama Mauro.” Next we decorated the fireplace with pumpkins and candles and while doing that Vinny called his mom.

“Hello Vincenzo! Nichole and Heather are here.” She exclaimed when she answered.

“Hello Vinny. I can’t wait until you are home.” I forced out.

“I can’t either baby. I could really use a hug right now. Hello Heather.” There was some shuffling in the background and an ‘oof’.

“Heather? Hi!” Ricky spoke. “I cant wait to see you Wednesday.”

“Hi Ricky, I miss you.” She giggled, making me roll my eyes. It was one thing for me to pretend to like Vinny but hearing her genuine sickening puppy love was worse.

“Hello Ricky.” I called and there was a pause.

“Hi Chole. How are you?” He said in a friendly tone.

“Oh just so wonderful. I miss you so much.” I fake sobbed.

“Haha. I miss you too brat.” There was an underlying hint of amusement in his voice and it made me smile. “Hey, sorry for stealing your girl for the holidays.”

“I guess I can let you have her for the weekend. But don’t expect me to be nice about it again.” The silence that followed that was awkward and I cocked my head.

“Baby, did you not tell her?” Rick asked.

“Tell me what?” My eyes flicked from the phone to Heather and she wore a guilty expression.

“Well, we decided that this year I would stay up there with him until the new year.” She said cautiously.

“That’s a month and a half.” I sputtered. “We always spend Christmas together!”

“I know. He’s parents asked though. Its just this year. Next year will be just us. I promise.” I shook my head in frustration.

“No, no! Its supposed to be us.”

“I thought with you seeing Vinny, that this year you would spend it with his family.” She explained, cautiously flicking her eyes at Rosa. I was about to pop off but bit my tongue.

“They don’t know me. It would be weird. I need some fresh air.” I muttered. I grabbed my jacket and dashed out the front door before they could say anything else. I pulled my hood up and walked down the street, enjoying the way the cool air burned my lungs. My phone rang and I glanced at it to see Vinny calling me but I really didn’t want to talk to him right now, so I hung up and turned my phone off.

~~~~

MM: I will see you at our place at 10am dear.

I groaned as Rosa texted me Wednesday morning. She made it clear that she would not take no for an answer even though I had tried to get out of thanksgiving dinner. I really didn’t want to talk to Vinny at the moment even though he hadn’t done anything wrong. He had been trying to contact me all weekend and I had been avoiding his calls.

N: I will be there. I promise.

I dreaded driving through the snow that had piled up over the last few days but Mama Mauro had spoken so I wasn’t about to piss her off. I put on a cute red velvet dress and grabbed my peacoat before going out to my car and driving to the house.

“I’m here.” I called when I entered the house. I heard shuffling in the kitchen and Rosa popped her head out.

“Oh perfect timing! Come in here and help me with these cookies, wont you?” I hung my coat up and joined her to see several different cookies laid out on the counter. There were peanut butter cookies, snickerdoodle, chocolate chip and plain cookies to decorate with frosting. “You don’t have any allergies, do you?”

“No ma’am.” She beamed and handed me a tray of different color frosting tubes to decorate with. We spent the morning decorating and chatting about Vinny getting home in a few hours making the time fly by. I had never decorated cookies before so I was absolute trash at it but I found myself laughing and enjoying the holidays more than I could ever imagine.

“Why don’t you visit your family for the holidays dear? You seemed very upset when Heather said she wouldn’t be around.” Rosa asked.

“My family and I don’t talk so she’s been my only family for the last 8 years. We always spend the holidays together so it just kind of hurt. I know I should let her go to Ricks place since they are getting serious and all but I’m just not ready to be alone.” I shrugged, putting a crappy smile on the pumpkin I was drawing.

“Well you are always welcome here.” I smiled but internally my heart was screaming. I was trying so hard to get back at Vinny for being an asshole to me that I was about to break his mothers heart. The door opening tore me from my thoughts and I set down the frosting I was currently using, brushing my hands off on a towel before heading to the front room. What I saw when I got there was a disheveled drummer who looked way too exhausted and was lugged down by three bags. The moment he saw me, they dropped to the floor.

“Vinny!” I exclaimed, running at him and throwing myself into his arms. I wrapped mine around his neck and his squeezed my waist, lifting me into the air. I knew his mom had followed me, so this was all for show

“I’ve missed you so much baby.” He said. I felt the floor returning to my feet and he pulled back a little before leaning the short distance down to press his lips against mine. I kissed back as best I could but forced it to end quickly.

“Vin, your mum.” I mumbled, trying to play it off. He let go of me and went over to Rosa, pulling her into a hug.

“Sorry mama.” He chuckled. “I missed you too.”

“It’s ok dear. I understand that you missed her more.” His mom laughed. “Why don’t you go up stairs and shower and then come back down to help us finish the cookies.” With a nod and a kiss to my cheek the drummer disappeared up the stairs.

[kuriboo]

Hey i hope you don't mind or find this weird/rude. I just wanted to reach out here because i saw you have this blog linked on another account and i also saw you was the one running that ygo server promo'd in tags awhile back? ( a year or so ago. ) i wanted to check in with you if you're doing well? I know you are probably busy with IRL stuff so please don't feel you have to reply to this at all. before realizing i think i know you from somewhere else i wanted to ask if the server still active and chill? i'm shy in big groups so i wanted to check before considering. I hope you had a wonderful christmas/holiday!

i'll be honest anon i have not been doing so hot.

which is why, i'm not entirely sure what other blog you found this blog on (which is totally fine!) (i have an inkling it might be my rp account but i may be wrong), but there is a good chance i have been dead silent there for months.

to put it mildly, i've been overwhelmed with life. i keep having house issues, there are so many health issues going on between myself and family (i may be looking at gallbladder surgery in the near future, and if not that, i need wisdom teeth removed and i have to find a surgeon that takes my insurance for that still. and that's just me.), house issues, car issues, and work. i love my job. i feel fulfilled at my job. my job is genuinely fun sometimes. however things keep happening (client actions) that genuinely fuck with me. like the guy who keeps getting drunk and harassing my coworkers [but not me? but that puts me in a VERY awkaward situation being hte only staff he'll talk to.]

the amount of stress this has put on me is LARGE. which is why i've basically been silent everywhere besides this account (kuriboo) and the yugioh server. and the yugioh server, i love the people that are there greatly, but if i was not running that server my anxiety might keep me from being active there too.

holiday's been good, though! i took about a week and a half off bc i had pto to use up before losing it at the end of the year (i did work a couple hours on christmas but it was the kind of work that renewed my faith in humanity and gave me christmas cheer), i'm out at my brother's place for a couple more days, i've been spending time with family and things have overall been good this past week and a half, house issues be damned.

all of this to say, i'm positive the account you came to kuriboo from has been basically ghosted by me and i feel so bad and i'm very sorry. i've been so overwhelmed that my anxiety won't let me do a lot of things.

The yugioh server is still active! Honestly, more active than ever. Which is crazy to me, haha. It's chill most of the time. I host poll tournaments on there (we're currently running a yugioh villain tournament) and sometimes we get a little over the top about the proproganda of who we want to sway votes towards (i think a powerpoint presentation is being created) (the last match [pegasus vs spectre] devolved into bribes and ended as a draw anyway), but that's like, not the usual vibe.

most everyone currently active is very nice and chill though from what i've witnessed. lots of writers in the server, and we have an rp section in the server that's fairly active but extremely casual [currently there is a huge rp thread going on named simple rescue. it's not nearly as simple as the name implies.] i do rp in this server, and we all encourage each other with writing projects and do sprints together and stuff. that's not to say there's no artists. we've gotten more artists recently! and i love seeing everyone's art <3 it's a fun creative place and this server is the only reason i've done any writing in the past six months or so honestly.

but i mean like, you don't gotta be a writer or an artist or an rper to join either. it's perfectly fine not to. genuinely, i think it's a cool place to see some art and fics. or just talk about your favorite yugioh series, or to get into some yugioh analysis or whatever. there's a whole squad of us watching go rush (not simultaneously) and we just talk about how much of a roller coaster it is.

it's a good vibe for me, and i hope it's a good vibe for everyone else!

if you wanna join we'd be happy to have you!

[nighttimepatrons]

okay so this post has the great line where when talking to Eol Curufin says "By the laws of the Eldar I may not slay you at this time." and a lot of folks in the tags are like haha that's crazy coming from a guy like curufin which is, you know fair. But it's gotten me thinking about the first kinslaying -the only kinslaying- and the mentalities of violent mobs. Like maybe Curufin just doesn't want to just murder people when he's on his own. Maybe when Curufin thinks back to Alqualonde and thinks what the hell happened?? yes they were all angry and angrier still when the boats were refused, but he hadn't walked onto the docks indenting to kill people. And then the first blow was dealt and the whole thing devolved into violence and he had wanted to fight and kill as much as he ever had. It's just afterwards he can't think of how he'd ever get so violent when there were still other options to get to arda.

[zevilamotorcompany]

every time i consider posting any substantial warframe thoughts on here i remember how some people are treating/wildly misinterpreting characters from an expansion that hasn’t even released yet. let alone other characters we’ve had the time to consider for however long they’ve been active in the plot. like are we playing the same game. looking at the warframe tag has devolved into me gritting my teeth and going “they would not fucking say that” every 2 seconds because so many people on here cannot engage with the story or any of its characters unless they can jack off to their watered down and completely inaccurate caricatures of them. i realize the irony of me posting this from my sideblog that is 90% devoted to me going omg kyaa >_< over video game people but sometimes i have to get serious. this isn’t me saying we shouldn’t have headcanons or speculate on anything i think that’s the most fun you can have sometimes especially when we’re all waiting for 1999 and what’ll come after as well. i just cannot wrap my head around people who just… so clearly do not like or care about certain aspects of the plot/characters bc they’ll misinterpret stuff SO badly and so on purpose. like. it has to be on purpose right. nobody’s comprehension of this video game is that bad right guys. guys? haha

this is not directed at anyone or anyone specific btw everyone who i’ve chosen to interact with on here has been very kind and smart ^__^ this is more of just a general fandom-y complaint i’m having since with most things i like i do not engage with their fans/online spaces at all simply bc most of the time i can’t be bothered to/i know it’ll just kind of annoy me to do so. so i’m not used to what i’m sure everyone else is in regards to seeing really bad readings of stuff they like on the internet. i’m also not online much in general so joining tumblr and seeing everyone frolic about and be so active in fan spaces has been simultaneously super awesome and super overwhelming. warframe has been the exception bc in general i feel like we’re all pretty normal here. and also 99% of the stuff i look at is just pretty captura pics. like. i have the tag for fanfiction as a concept blocked i have a VERY curated experience and most of the time it is very chill and nice and beautiful. but sometimes stuff slips through the cracks and i pop a blood vessel. sorry for the essay this has just been broiling and marinating inside my skull for a few hours due to my notoriously sticky and horrid brain. and baby the crock pot timer just went off. post served. here it is. xoxo

[cinnamonsly]

Hi! It's the anon who asked about your DNI and I would like to ask some questions just so I'm clear on what's okay and what isn't. I'm part of a system and we have introjects of the jashlings who are dating each other, would it be alright to use your art as profile pictures for them or would you rather we didn't? We will avoid using your art in a romantic context, but I think it's better to double check what you're okay with instead of accidentally breaking a boundary and finding out later. Also, we're artists as well, so we wanted to ask if it would be alright to make our own designs for the AU we're working on that are inspired by elements of your designs? We would try our best not to directly copy anything but again, we want to check first.

Lastly, I think we would technically be considered pro-fiction? In the sense of "I personally find this content gross but censorship would just make the state of the internet even worse so I'll just block tags I don't want to see." We don't engage with content we don't like but a lot of shipcourse arguments devolve really quickly, so we tend to stay out of it unless someone is being harassed or threatened. If us being pro-fiction makes you uncomfortable, we won't interact any further.

oh yeah ofc!!!! here we go:

1. that is fine!! i’m personally not against system members/introjects of the jashlings dating one another as i feel like that’s a completely separate thing from shipping the canon characters (which is rly the only thing i don’t like). you’re definitely more than welcome to use my art as pfps, i don’t mind at all!!

2. yes, that’s completely fine!! i definitely don’t mind people taking inspo from my designs of the characters (especially since my designs are semi-canon) so go for it!!!

3. i don’t find any issue with that!! the only people i have issues with are the ones that actually ship pedophilia/incest/etc etc, so as long as you’re not one of those people you’re all good🫡 i definitely get not wanting to interact in discourse, im usually the type of person to just block and move on as well haha

hopefully those all made sense!!! feel free to reach out if you have other questions in the future :3

[rallamajoop]

'a steamy-Ethan/Chris/Heisenberg-threeway' You say? 👀👀 As much as I love the Wintersbergfield ship in a smut scenario, thinking of them in an actual relationship is so funny considering the fact that Chris and Karl would hate each others guts lmao. That being said I do love the idea of a Ethan/Chris/Heisenberg three way lmaoo. 👀👀 And damn do I love a down bad pining Chris Redfield. While I don't think Chris/Karl is compatible in any in character or healthy sense, the idea of both of them tag teaming Ethan is my favorite. Chris being sappy and whipped as hell for Ethan and trying to "treat him nice" while Karl practically hate fucks/ roughly handles Ethan like the brat he really is, is my fave contrast haha. What are your thoughts on the dynamic? I'd love to hear your thoughts!

Sorry to burst your bubble, anon, but the key point of that footnote about my fic-in-progress was the bit that came after it ‒ "but only if you take 'threeway' to mean 'an argument that rapidly devolves into violence.'" If you're looking for actual threesome action (romantic or sexual), I'm afraid you won't be finding it with this one.

It is likely to be about as close to Ethan/Chris-fic as you'll ever see from me (hence the joke) ‒ and if you're up for seeing Chris and Heisenberg fight over Ethan's loyalties (or possibly just over Ethan) while Ethan himself stands in the middle trying to figure out how the fuck this is his life, then this may be more your speed! But as much as I enjoy the image of Chris and Heisenberg fighting over Ethan, to get me into Chris/Ethan otherwise, we'd have to start by taking Chris at face value as the horrifically violent, confusing, trainwreck of a character he actually is in RE8 (occasional 180 into overly-earnest dude who just cares so much about Ethan a bonus, provided it's not overplayed). And that just doesn't seem to be the side of his character most of fandom seems to want to engage with.

Now, if you want to hear my thoughts on the possibilities of Ethan/Heisenberg/Mia ‒ that I could go on about!

[riyaaaaaaaaaah]

Hi so I saw your tags on my post, if you're still wondering what happened, for April fools, tumblr added a "boop" button that allowed people to boop other people on tumblr (basically just sends them a notification saying they got booped). There was also a boop-o-meter which kept track of how many times a person booped or was booped. The site devolved into chaos as the tumblr community came together to boop each other as much as possible.

Also apologies for any weird wording- it's late where I am.

HAHA TYSM thats so on brand for this site im sad i missed it 😔

also this is so sweet tysm for noticing 😭😭😭

[vmures]

Thinking about Teen Wolf and it's funny (funny-strange, not funny-haha) to me how vicious some of the meta and discourse gets and how defensive people get over their favorite characters. Then you add in fanon and fandom creep with a nice dash of "this is how I understood that scene and that is the only way it can be understood (aka my headcanon is canon)," and you get a hot mess of ugliness.

Of the episodes I've watched, pretty much everyone on the show is a dick at one point or another, which tracks because they're teenagers and I remember the horrors of puberty and emotions all over the place. I find most of the fully adult characters worse because they don't have the excuse of youth--with its general lack of experience and fluctuating hormones. But there is not a single person who doesn't have several scenes where you go "wow, that was a dick move." And if you really look at the actions and words of the characters, there isn't anyone particularly nurturing either.

Stiles has those he considers his and he'd probably burn the world down for them, but most everyone else he can care less about. We do see moments where he does go out of his way to help someone not necessarily his (the scene in the library with the kanima and him running over to check on Erica comes to mind). Scott does try to look after others, even strangers, but also has moments where he blatantly manipulates those around him for his own gain (he blatantly uses Danny at the dance in season one to keep Finstock from kicking him out of the dance and the implication, at least to me, was that he knew Finstock wouldn't make a scene about kicking out Danny's date for fear of seeming homophobic). You can find examples of kindness and assholishness from each and every character is this show and the tendency trends towards asshole for all of them. Different types and varying levels of assholes, but still assholes. But you know what? That is okay. They're very human characters in that regard. Every single person on the planet has someone who thinks they are an absolute dick. Their complexity makes them fun to write.

But just because they're all assholes in their own way, doesn't mean I have to like them all. Just like shows that are comprised of characters that flip this metric (mostly nice with moments of dickishness) can have characters that just don't vibe with you. Just like in real life there are foods you don't like, music that isn't to your taste, and people who just grate on your nerves for one reason or another. It's just a matter of personal preference. The world would be very boring if we all liked the same things and reacted the same to everything.

So some people like some characters and focus on those points of view and their takes on the characters may be wildly divergent from your own, but it doesn't necessarily make them wrong. Where it gets even more tricky is the fandom creep and headcanons as canon additions. Because if you are willing to debate the merits and behavior of a character and you cite something that doesn't ever happen on screen, some are going to get frustrated because they don't see that as canon. We all have to add conjecture about what happened off screen to make a story make sense, but that is still conjecture and it's going to vary widely from person to person since everyone views a story through their own experiences and issues.

Sadly we seem to have culturally misplaced the art of debate and the notions of civility. In particular the "agree to disagree" notion where each side acknowledges that they are unlikely to persuade the other side and people move on to other things rather than rehash the same material over and over or devolve into outright harassment and suicide baiting. Muting tags and blocking people who frequently have takes you can't stand is so much better for your peace of mind.

So that's my take. I do not think this is the only way to interpret things, but it is one of the ways you can interpret it and it's what shapes my headcanons when I write. You can have different takes, but I am not required to agree with them and you are not required to agree with mine.

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Hi so i saw your astarion gale post and i wanna say first of all good post op!! my dnd group literally devolved into arguments because the astarion fans were like “stinky crack wizard looks like he’d spike your drink” which is a wild thing to say. also like. astarion and gale have so many similarities- you’re gonna tell me that astarion needing to drink blood and gale needing to eat magic aren’t similar? at all?? completely ignoring that you could easily punt astarion with the same “creepy crack vampire hitting on me when i’m not interested” brush, yaknow? like. what bothers me is the lack of consistency- if it were people going “yeah i don’t like gale that much and astarion is hot” i’d understand so much more than “incel crack wizard” or whatever. anyway sorry to ramble in your askbox this argument has been bothering me for a while and your post was spot on

tysm haha.... i also have a lot of feelings about the romanticization of astarion's trauma and the idea his bad ending "would be better if he was more loving but still possessive" (which.... wtf) but i don't have the energy to make another post like my gale one lol

but ty for sharing your thoughts!! i agree with a lot of the tags that the issue is a little kinder here than on tiktok. but tiktok is a hellsite and neither groups i think have ever passed a high school english class so