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[ladylannisterxo]

I posted 10,195 times in 2022

That's 2,319 more posts than 2021!

962 posts created (9%)

9,233 posts reblogged (91%)

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I tagged 8,805 of my posts in 2022

Only 14% of my posts had no tags

#st4 - 1,516 posts

#eddie munson - 1,184 posts

#stranger things - 1,102 posts

#text - 680 posts

#asked and answered - 661 posts

#'s' answers - 660 posts

#steve harrington - 624 posts

#hotd - 576 posts

#house of the dragon - 576 posts

#anon - 508 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#like... i want this man to threaten me. preferably in high valyrian. i'll have no idea what he's saying. but i'll be on my knees in no time

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

“You did all of this for me?” with eddie please lovey 🥺

I gotchu!! Thanks so much for the request! Let us pretend that for this one, Vol. 2 kinda happened but our sweet boy didn't die and Hawkins didn't get blown to hell. Okay? 😂

Pairings; Eddie Munson x fem!Reader Prompt # 17; "You did all this for me?" Words; 0.8k Warnings; None, just pure fluff!

It had been weeks since Eddie first went into the hospital but he was finally coming home. You had agreed rather begrudgingly to wait outside for him. Eddie has had a... difficult time adjusting and he refused to suffer the indignity of you seeing him in such a bad state any longer than was necessary. How very casual of him to forget that you had witnessed the initial attack which led to his wounds. Nothing could ever be worse than that.

After another few excruciating moments, Eddie stumbles out the front door, hand pressed against his side where the stitches have sewn his alabaster skin back together. You jump to your feet immediately, hopping up and down and waving your arms wildly above your head. When he sees you, he pauses, arching his brow and glancing around at all the people staring at you like you're out of your damn mind.

He laughs and your heart thumps faster in your chest. "People can see you, ya know?"

"Don't care." You wave him off. "Come on, come on! I have something to show you!"

You have the passenger side door of your car open and waiting for him by the time he gets himself over to you. He smiles softly at the gesture, pressing a quick kiss to your lips and mumbling a quick thank you, missed you as he climbs in. You jog around to the driver side and slide in, turning to him dramatically and grinning crazy big.

"Would you be mad if I said I was more terrified now than I was getting chewed on by interdimensional bats?"

You narrow your eyes. "First of all, not funny. Second, I promise, you're not gonna hate this."

The drive back to his place is quiet. Eddie spends most of his time gazing out the rolled down window, breathing in the fresh air he's been missing for the past few weeks. You don't mind, he deserves it; after all, he's a fucking hero to this damn town. When you arrive, you offer him another bright smile and hop out of the car. You slip inside of his trailer, making sure everything is just as you left it before turning back to find him just now reaching the porch stairs.

"Sure I'm gonna love this?" He's joking but your smile slips for a half second.

"Yep!" Fuck, I hope so.

"I don't need to, like, close my eyes or anything, right?"

"Nope!"

When he crosses the threshold, he comes face to face with... an empty trailer. Eddie would admit that he thought he was coming home to a surprise party even though he knew that you knew that he hated those. But, upon further inspection, he sees that the tiny trailer isn't quite like how it was left. Sure, there is still a crack in the ceiling where the gate to hell finally closed up and he'll get used to that being there eventually but it's everything else.

It's the banner on the wall that says "Welcome home, Eddie, I've missed you!" It's the insane amount of food spilling out of the cabinets and onto the counter tops that he never could have afforded on his own. It's the VHS tapes that you no doubt spent so long picking out at Family Video because you knew Steve and Robin just wouldn't understand what Eddie wanted. It's... you standing in the middle of all this simplicity staring back at him and chewing on your lip nervously. Eddie's breath catches and his heart swells in his chest.

"You said you wanted to return to normal as quickly as possible and I know this isn't much but I just thought, you know, after weeks of eating shitty hospital food and watching terrible daytime television that maybe, I don't know, we could watch gritty horror movies and eat food that's bad for us and..." You trail off, glancing around the room and then back to Eddie who is staring at you with wide eyes. "You hate it, don't you?"

"No," he says quickly, "this is- it's just- you did all this for me?"

You quirk an eyebrow. "It's... not much of anything."

"It's perfect," he whispers, "it's everything."

He crosses the room quicker than you'd expect and pulls you in for a deep kiss. You melt into his arms, savoring the warmth of his body and taste of his mouth on yours. It's been so long since you've held him in your arms that you're committed to memorizing every part of him all over again.

"I can't wait to do absolutely nothing with you for the next few days," he exclaims with a wide smile, eyes alight yet intoxicating. "I love you so much, thank you."

"Welcome home, baby," you whisper, pulling him back in for another kiss.

314 notes - Posted July 13, 2022

#4

68 and 72 with tom (make up), please??

Of course!!

Pairings; Tom Grant x fem!Reader Prompts # 68 and 72; "I like you, like like you like you." + "You're so fucking cute." Words; 0.4k Warnings; Mentions of a past break up but purely fluff!

Tom had been quiet all night and you were starting to get antsy. Sitting next to him on his couch, a film the two of you have seen a dozen times before played aimlessly before your eyes but you couldn’t focus, not with the heat radiating off of him from his close proximity and definitely because you felt like something was wrong.

“Are you- is everything alright?” you ask gently, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye.

“Yeah, yeah,” he says a bit too quickly, “just thinking is all.”

“What about?”

He sighs, a loud and somewhat defeated sound and you cringe at not only how desperate you sounded but at how this night feels like it’s careening completely off the rails. You turn toward him then, propping your elbow up on the back of the couch and resting your head in your hand. Clearly this is headed in a direction you’re not ultimately prepared for so you might as well grant him your undivided attention.

“You know I like spending time with you, right?” he asks, turning his gaze on you.

You nod even though confusion is bubbling up inside of you like a shaken up soda bottle. This sounds like the start of a break up… but he can’t break up with me, we aren’t even dating?? Tom twists in his seat, turning to face you fully and placing one of his hands on your knee. Your breath hitches at the contact.

“I really enjoy spending time with you,” he says slowly, “and you’ve been so good to me through, well, everything that has happened.” You grimace, his nasty break up with Ruth coming to the forefront of your mind. “But the thing is, while it should feel like I’m moving too fast here, the truth is that I like you, like… like you like you.”

Oh.

You smile softly, placing your hand on his. “I like you too, Tom.”

“Yeah?” he breathes, relief evident on his handsome features.

“‘Course. I always have, there was just… never a good time to tell you.”

He nods, no need for you to say more. Then you snort, a ridiculous giggle flowing past your lips before you can stop it.

“What?”

“Nothing! Nothing, you’re just… you’re so fucking cute, you know that? With you being all surly and quiet tonight, I thought you were pissed at me! Never would have considered this is what you wanted to tell me!”

Tom looks down, clearly thinking over the events of the evening and then he’s chuckling too and the sound makes your heart skip a beat.

“Sorry,” he admits, “I’m kind of an idiot sometimes, I guess.”

“Me too,” you reply with a shrug, “but that’s okay, we can be idiots together cause I like you like you too.”

511 notes - Posted July 30, 2022

#3

oh and “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, will you do it?” with tom!!!!

Ahhhhhh!! Tom, my beloved! This is my first time writing for this sweet mans so here goes nothing...

Pairings; Tom Grant x fem!Reader Prompt # 90; "If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, will you do it?" Words; 0.4k Warnings; Some drinking and a game of Truth or Dare but mainly just fluff!

“Tom!” You yell out abruptly, startling the poor boy. “Truth or dare?”

He shakes his head with a small smile. “I’m not- I’m not playing.”

“Well… you are sitting in the player circle, are you not?” You wave your hand around the gaggle of individuals who have assembled for this makeshift game of Truth or Dare. Tom eyes each one, takes a sip of his beer, and then goes to stand. “Now you can’t just leave! Sit. Stay. Play.”

He sighs, returning back to his seated position in the sand. He turns his gaze out towards the waves crashing against the shore and you can tell he’s weighing his pros and cons. You take a sip of your own drink, eyes never wavering from his face. You’ve been steadily getting more inebriated as the night progressed having needed something to calm your nerves when Tom sat down to observe the game. He had turned his big brown eyes to you with a smile and you were putty at his feet. But he didn’t need to know that. Yet.

“Tom,” you sing out softly, pulling his attention back to you, “truth or dare?”

“Uhh… truth?”

“Boring!” You smirk but you’re calm, you’re cool, you can work with this. No way he can see how nervous you just became. “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, will you do it?”

Tom splutters at your question, the beer he was sipping on spewing from his lips. He wipes at his mouth with the back of his hand, a sheepish and awkward grin pulling at his lips. A rosy hue blooms up his neck and you bite your lip in anticipation, praying you didn’t push too hard with this. He meets your eyes and everything just stops—everyone around you fades away, the crashing waves a dull roar in your ear; there is no one else here but you and him.

He doesn’t answer, only pushes himself up to his knees and shuffles halfway into the circle. You take the opportunity to do the same and then you’re practically chest to chest with him, his nose bumping yours. His eyes are wide, bright, and beautiful and without a word, he brings his lips to yours in a gentle kiss. You swoon, melting into his embrace and cupping his neck as you open your mouth to let his tongue slip inside. It’s heated and slightly desperate and you can feel everyone’s eyes on you but you’re too engrossed in the way his skin feels against your fingers and how he tastes like cheap beer and sour candy. 

When the kiss comes to a sweet end, your eyes flutter open to find him already staring back at you. His smile is warm as he brushes a flyaway strand of hair out of your face. “Glad you made me play,” he chuckles softly, “but you never needed a game to get me to want to kiss you.”

554 notes - Posted July 13, 2022

#2

💌: "you were put on this earth to give me a headache" prompt w/ billy hargrove x reader? maybe they're at a party and reader is drunk and keeps trying to wander off and maybe chases a raccoon or something and billy secretly finds it adorable but is like "🙄🙄" on the outside while trying to get the reader into his car? ☺️ congrats on 1k btw, lovely! you deserve it. 🤍🤍🤍

Thank you love, hope you enjoy this!! 💕💕 I haven't written for Billy in a hot minute but he came back to me surprisingly easy!!

Pairings; Billy Hargrove x fem!Reader Prompt # 36; "You were put on this earth to give me a headache." Words; 0.6k Warnings; Some drinking and a heated kiss but mostly pure fluff!

You hated parties, like well and truly hated them. But not Billy, no, he loved a good party, it was the perfect place for him to show off. You were steadfast in your initial refusal to attend but after a lot of pleading and even more kisses, you relented. How could you not when he looked at you the way he did?

The party was crowded, packed tight with people you knew all too well but not enough to know further. Billy had disappeared rather quickly after someone called his name to come join God knows who outside and with a kiss and smile, he was gone. You were starting to feel anxious so you politely excused yourself to the nearest bathroom only to find a very drunk couple trying and failing to fuck against the sink. That’s when you started drinking.

You had no interest in really talking to anyone so you kept refilling that same red solo cup over and over and over again and by the time you stumbled outside to find Billy finishing up his infamous keg stand, you were giggly and downright plastered. He lost his shirt at some point during the night (typical) and when your eyes land on his bare chest, cheap beer dribbling down until it disappears into the denim of his tight as hell jeans, well, you’re feeling much more than giggly.

When he sees you, he greets you with one of his trademark smirks, sidling up to you with so much suave charm that you begin to feel weak in the knees. His arms wrap around you, pulling you flush against his chest and then his lips are on yours. The kiss is hungry and sloppy and filled to the brim with heat but your alcohol infused brain can’t quite keep up with the movement of your lips so he ends up doing all the work. Not that he minds, Billy adores taking the lead so you let him. His lips trail down to your jaw and then even further to your neck and that’s when you start giggling. And not the shy, sweet giggles he’s come to know, the kind that wracks your whole body as has you shoving him away from you.

“You’re so handsy,” you chastise with a hiccup, slapping his hand away when he reaches out again, “if you wanna play, you’ll have to come find me first.”

With that, you spin on your heel as elegantly as you can and disappear back into the sea of partygoers, leaving the boy completely dumbstruck but slightly intrigued with your game. He follows you inside, finding you in an instant on the dance floor living it up and you look so ridiculous that he has to laugh. Under normal circumstances, you wouldn't be caught dead dancing in the middle of a crowd but drunk you is completely different than what he expected.

What you’re doing can’t even be described as dancing, it’s all flailing arms and spinning in circles and after one too many spins, you stumble and fall directly into the arms of Billy, who was right there to catch you the entire time.

“I think,” he drawls, pulling you tighter against his body, “you were put on this earth to give me a headache.”

You snort, gripping his chin between your fingers. “Bold of you to assume I wasn’t put on this earth to give everyone a headache.”

“Let me take you home,” he offers, wrapping one arm around the small of your back and taking your hand in his other to keep you steady.

“Take me home or… take me home,” you respond, eyebrows wiggling suggestively.

“Take you home to sleep,” he laughs, pressing a kiss to your temple, “maybe get you some food and water.”

Your eyes soften, hand coming up to cup his cheek gently. “You’re gonna take care of me?”

“Always, princess,” he says, kissing the palm of your hand, “but I’m also never gonna let you live this down.”

689 notes - Posted July 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

legit nothing but respect for wayne munson for knowing immediately that eddie had nothing to do with chrissy's death. not a single part of him was like, "well... maybe i don't know my nephew as well as i thought." just straight up says, "my nephew may look dangerous but he didn't do this, it's just not in his nature." i love that and i hope that he and eddie can have a reunion of some sort in vol. 2 because aside from the gang, eddie should know that someone else believes it wasn't him.

2,346 notes - Posted June 15, 2022

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[goldenhypen]

Hii so sorry for bothering you but, I love writing I’ve been doing it for a long time. I’d like to post on tumblr but I’m kinda new to it and don’t really know how to use it (gifs, text colors,…) so if it’s okay for you could you maybe teach me how to use it or give me some tips?

hiiii omg no pls don’t apologize !! i’m happy to help <3

ok hmm i’m terms of gifs, there’s a button that says “GIF” whenever you’re making a post, so if you select it, it’ll give you a large selection of gifs you can add to your posts, and you can add up to 10 per post. you can also search for particular gifs you’re looking for, and if they exist, they’ll show up. however, it’s not super common anymore, at least not in engeneblr (the enhypen side of tumblr), to use gifs on posts anymore, unless they’re gif posts of gifs ppl create, which is rlly common and so much credit to them. they’re just as hardworking as us writers! also, fyi, in the GIF function, all those selections of gifs are previously made gifs by ppl on tumblr. meaning, you can actually make your own gifs if you wanted to. however, i’ve never done that before, so i can’t tell you how to do that, sorry sjsjsj ,, also, what i’ve noticed, generally, is that for fics, posts with gifs don’t tend to be as popular as ones with a banner or moodboard, if that’s what you’re using it for. so ig that can lead me to my next point…

here on tumblr, and you can see this with any of my works which you can find in my masterlist (which is basically a library writers create to keep all their works in one place) and you can find my masterlist on my pinned post at the top of my blog. and so yeah, you can look at some of my works for reference as to what a moodboard/banner looks like. and i made a survey a while ago for writers to get insight on what readers prefer (which if you want, you can later check it out, also linked on my pinned post) and readers said what often draws them to fics are the moodboard/banners at the top of the fic post.

in terms of text colours, in that same survey, many readers pointed out that the use of many text colours and fonts is often a turn off. obviously this doesn’t apply to every reader; there are many works on this site that uses lots of text colours and fonts and receive much success, but yeah this just applies to some readers. in terms of how many readers, i don’t exactly know. but ik many have said they do not prefer reading a fic with many text colours. some have also said they don’t like reading fics with the small text (the way you get that is by selecting the text you want to make small and then press the function that basically looks like this “<s>”), but again, there are many fics that have small text that receive lots and lots of recognition, but some readers have expressed that it’s v hard for them to read when done so, however, some find it more aesthetic to have the small text. personally, i don’t use the small text anymore for the actual story part of my works.

but yeah just experimenting and getting experience hands on and learning from what works and what doesn’t (whether that be from your own works or other writers’ works) is v helpful, and that was the way i learned as well. i rlly hope this helps you get started tho :) also, i obviously don’t know how experienced you are with tumblr, so i hope some of this stuff wasn’t just going over stuff you already know, and i hope this was helpful :) there was A LOT that i didn’t cover, so pls lmk what other things you would like help with, if any, like the basics of how to use tumblr, i’m not sure if that would be helpful for you? but i could find you a post on the basic algorithms and stuff if that would help. and yeah if you want me to get into anything else, pls don’t hesitate to lmk. i’m happy to help!

[saltpotion]

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[zamjd]

Of Optical Illusions and Cloud Formations

DWASDJHWAJSHD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA💕💕💖

Love, me love the fanfic so much :))) by @perpetual-stardust

Apologies the qual is horrible, I should have used a bigger sized canvas ;-;-;-;;-;-

Anyways yippe! I'm done, please go read the fic- the writing is really good and it's so-sososososso AA

smaller shots undercut w/ image text typed + Explanation

These are some personal headcannons for Y/N :DD I like to think they have the equivalent nerd love for clouds as much as I do ^^

(Texts: Daycare Assistant Y/N (Except they really like Clouds)

I call it the Alto Collarus *Full name is actually: Undulatus Alto Collarus, It got shortened bcs it sounds better

If a child gets curios on what the clouds are, Y/N will not hesitate to squat down and explain each in a way that children finds entertaining

(Both are kept in the security desk))

One of the first interactions in the story :) Jazz haaands~!!

(Text: Y/N: Which is why we'd only be six feet away from the opening as opposed to standing in the debris of construction

Moon: Hmm, I think you are forgetting one part that has yet to be mentioned...

You said we, last time I checked, you do not have a wire of which you can use

Plan failed)

This was a funny interaction, I wanted to play with the expressions here and my own interpretation for both isabella ad Dominic- Though I should have took my time on their colors ^^; hehe

(Text: Isabella: Mr. Sun! Do you love the color of the sky?

Sun: Hmm! I don't know! I think it'd depond on... which one.

He knows (Does he know I have a Tumblr??, Do they have Tumblr accounts??? DO THEY KNOW SANS?????))

DWASKHD AUGHH MMMM AAAAAAAAAA💖💖💕💕💐💐💐💕💖💖💕✨

THIS FUCKING- STARDUST- AAAAAAAAAAAA- WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD AT WRITING IM GONNA BITE YOU(/j) CRYING DURING THIS PART I- THIS WAS SO GOOD- PULLING ALL MY HEART STRINGS AND I WAS SUPRESSING MY SCREAMS WHY ARE YOU RAAAAAH!!!💕💕 (IDK IF YOU CAN SEE IT BUT THERE'S THE SOOT TRAIL UNDER Y/NS EYE AAAAAAAAA UDHAUSHDJH RAAGHH!!!! HE SO CARE AAAAAA)

[twopoppies]

hi gina!! I hope you're having a great day.

this is gonna be a weird message, I know, you don't have to answer, you can absolutely ignore it, don't worry. it might bother you, I'm not sure.

so. I've always been a larry. always. I've always believed H and L have been in love with each other, ever since they first met. but I haven't really been active in the fandom lately, mostly because of work and personal issues. I still used tumblr occasionally, to see if there were news or just to check what was happening in general. I didn't have time to watch louis' docu until yesterday.

and. well. now, for the first time, I believe freddie is louis' son. and trust me when I tell you that up until 2 days ago I thought he most definitely wasn't. I don't know, the way he looks, the way lou talks about him and acts around him... I think he's his son.

so, because of this "realization", I basically reconsidered everything I believed in. my head is kind of a mess, because I still want to think there was something between them but that maybe something happened and they broke up or idk... maybe it really was just a relationship we made up. I feel like shit, like I'm "betraying" all of you, I don't know how to explain it.

one thing is certain, even if they were together, I believe that right now they're not an item anymore, and they haven't been for a very long time. I feel so weird, I can't believe I'm actually writing this words.

you might ask yourself why tf I'm telling you all this, and I'm really, really sorry, but there's no one in my life I can talk to about this. and gina, you and your account have always been amazing. I used to check your account all the time, to see what was happening or for fic recs. so yeah, when I was thinking about who I was gonna tell this (because I feel like I need to tell someone or I'm gonna go insane), you're the first person that came to mind. again, I'm sorry. I kinda feel like an idiot.

so yeah, here I am, I can't believe I don't think they're together anymore. I feel guilty, like me/us believing in larry was the reason they stopped being friends, like it hurt them somehow. I used to hate people who believe this. ugh. I'm sorry.

But who knows, maybe I'm wrong. there's a part of me who wants to be.

you're a great person gina, I'm sorry for bothering you with this. thank you.

Hi, love. So, I’ve very honestly lost all interest in trying to rationalize with people about babygate. If you believe Louis is a dad, and you believe that changes everything you ever knew and thought about him as a person and him and Harry as a couple, you do you.

I know what I know. I know what I’ve seen. But it’s very obvious that for some reason Louis wants people to believe he’s a dad.

I watched this clip of Zayn today on the Zach Sang show talking about his daughter. The facial expressions, the pride in his voice, the anecdotes he tells… that’s a dad.

x

But Louis is a dad. Ok. 👍🏻

Anyway, once upon a time, they wanted and needed our very vocal support. They don’t anymore. I hope that even if you think “Larry” never existed, if you think fans ruined their friendship, if you think Louis is a dad, if you think Harry and Louis were together but aren’t now… whatever you think about their personal lives, I hope you can enjoy their music because that’s all they seem to really want from their fans these days. ❤️

[pandalexoxo]

OKAY BEAR WITH ME Y’ALL. I HAVEN’T PLAYED THE GAME SO I’M JUST GOING OFF OF SOME TIRED OLD MAN TROPES.

FRANCIS MOSES x READER

also, i haven’t written down any of my rules, but i don’t have any limits! i’ll write whatever requests people send me! whatever your dark mind can think of will be my pleasure to create!

i don’t mind if you’re not 18+, since, if i ever do make smut i’ll just label it as 18+ and TRUST that 18+ ONLY will read. you all have probably seen, but i’ve just written about my thoughts of different fandoms so far so there’s no 18+ posts YET. (maybe i’ll make this account SFW and do another for NSFW? idk, i normally post on other platforms but randomly decided to give tumblr a try lol)

as a NM/trans man myself, i TRY to keep my readers gender neutral by not really describing the characters features. hard on TRY bc i know the last blurb fic i made of dead plate was Rody x Male Reader lol, oopsies! anywhooo, enjoy~!

WARNINGS! doppleganger mention, possible unconsciousness, possible death, possible unfunny dialogue (bc sometimes i’m the only one who finds me hilarious lmfao), you’re kinda a baddie ngl, you and Francis are besties, Francis is a cat lover?! Francis is a tired old man who hates technology. phone mentioned despite the first wireless phone being made 23 years after the story takes place (use your imagination) uhhh, anything else i forget? comment below!

Francis let out a long sigh of relief, taking his cap off with one hand, using the other to dab away at his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief. Upon seeing the exhausted man, you can’t help but smile softly, shaking your head as you get ready to scold him, once again. You cross your arms, looking at him through the window with a playful disappointed glare.

“mhm mhm, what do we have here? you really should be getting more sleep, mr. milkman, your eyes are starting to sport their own eye bags.”

with this comment, Francis shakes his head but is unable to stop the small, yet tired smile on his face. he bends down to place the crate of milk jugs onto the floor before handing over his ID card. you hum, narrowing your eyes when Francis doesn’t give into your whims. you eye his card, glancing at it a few times before slipping it back to him with a chuckle.

Francis’s eyebrow raises in confusion at your reaction but ends up shaking his head, rolling his eyes playfully and sighing softly. he places his cap back on his head and huffs, deeming your reaction as a go ahead inside.

“now… what if i was a doppelganger? you aren’t even going to call my room to check if someone is there? such a reliable doorman we have.”

despite Francis’s playful tone, your grin slips into a frown as you study Francis from behind the glass. this causes him to tense up, suddenly feeling nervous, like he did something wrong. you hum, tilting your head into your palm as you seemingly analyze Francis for a little while before deciding to speak.

“what’s up brother?”

Francis blinks a few times in surprise, his head tilting in confusion at your question. His eyes narrow as he thinks about the question you asked.

“what’s… up… brother…?”

Francis looks up at the ceiling, taking your question to heart. upon seeing nothing on the ceiling, Francis can only shake his head and sigh at your antics.

“are you done with your tomfoolery, (Y/n)? i’m quite exhausted and would like to go up to my room and rest.”

you can only shake your head, clasping your hands together like a disappointed father getting ready to discuss their kids grades at the dinner table. you begin to explain.

“when Francis first walks in here, he always forgets one of three things… his keys, his hat or the crate of milk. you came in here, although exhausted, you seemed put together, unlike Francis, who is clearly going through a midlife crisis. Francis will then ask me about my cat, well, because he’s a cat person, though he insists no one knows. oh, and, Francis’s home phone has been broken for the past few days and is actually at the store, right now. so, Francis being here so soon, isn’t possible. that, and well, Francis never understands my references, but indulges me anyway… anything else i forgot, doppelganger?”

you bat your eyelashes, smirking from behind the window like you just cracked down the traitor in your group. with each statement, Francis’s doppelgänger’s face becomes visibly more and more angry until the doppelganger begins to completely change: black eyes with white pupils, a wide and eerie black mouth, adorned with long and sharp claws on the end of the doppleganger’s elongated limbs.

“you… you’ll regret this… i will get in one day and get my feast, starting with you. i’ll gut you, keep you alive so you can watch your organs fall out of your body and your blood splatter against-! *CLANK! BAM! PLINK!*”

before the doppelganger could finish his fantasy, much to your amusement, the doppleganger’s body tenses upon being struck before crumpling to the floor after becoming unconscious. you look up from the doppleganger’s body to see the real Francis hovering above the, possibly dead, doppelganger. you shrug, knowing that you wouldn’t have to call DDD services to take care of the mess, now you just have to clean up the body.

“mmm… tuesday… tuesday…? did i get that right?”

you hold back a chuckle at Francis’s response to your last question. you can only nod, letting Francis have the win this time. pinching the bridge of your nose and sighing, a loud laugh bubbles up from your throat as the two of you realized what Francis had hit the doppelganger with.

“ngh… i just bought this phone… damnit… his hard head must have broke it, ah, if i bring it back could i get a… refund…?”

[autistic-katara]

ok i might get blocked by a couple ppl for saying this but the Jackson’s Diary fandom is seriously making me wanna become a proshipper out of spite (read the post before blocking me or whatever please)

like idk if u guys have checked the fandom tag on ao3 recently but theres been a bit of drama surrounding the fact that someone posted a smut-fic of Exer (an 18yo) and David (an almost 18yo, who was aged up A FEW MONTHS for the fic) and they were harassed into taking it down and making a fucking apology post ON AO3, THE PROBLEMATIC FANWORKS WEBSITE.

and this fic was tagged 100% correctly like it was very explicitly tagged as smut n stuff yet there were still a bunch of comments being like “uhm what did i just read 🤨” and when i made a comment defending the authors right to yk, not be harassed for making not even rlly problematic content someone who clearly would suffer withdrawal symptoms if they turned twitter off for too long started arguing with me abt how “erm ackhtually we should be allowed to comment harassment under ppls harmless and explicitly tagged fics cause theres no smut in this fandom and it shocked us” and u could just rlly tell they felt they were more righteous than God in their opinions and yeah so cut to tonight when i’m scrolling through the tag and i see a post titled “i’m so sorry” in which the author made a post basically being like “i’m so sorry for posting that ik it was disgusting it has been permanently deleted” which in the comments a few ppl were telling them that what happened sucked n stuff (myself included // judging by their reply they only did this to stop the harassment which yk, completely fair) and i went back to scrolling since i wanted an actual fic not fandom drama but like 2 posts down there was another post titled “please stop” or smthn like that where someone else made a post basically being like “guyssss can we please not write smut of these characters this fandom is so wholesome i dont wanna ruin it 🥺 anyways sorry this isnt a fic this just needed to be said lol” and like dude, my guy, WHAT THE FUCK?!

this is AO3, this is a fanwork archive that as far as i know was created (at least partially) due to the fact that ppl kept getting their “problematic” works taken down from other sites and the creators wanted to yk archive all fanworks. this is NOT a social media site where u can make callout posts abt how what someone else posted disturbed ur pure wholesome chaste scrolling by daring to uploaded something with *gasp* consensual sex between 2 consenting adults?! (or canonically 1 consenting adult and 1 consenting gonna-be-an-adult-in-a-few-months-but-isnt-much-younger-than-the-first-guy but u get the idea)

like guys, ao3 is not twitter. it is not tiktok, it is not tumblr, its not youtube, its not even wattpad. it is not a social media platform, it is a fanwork archive, specifically one that lets u post whatever kinda content u want (yes, even smthn depicting 2 consenting adult/almost adult participates that are in no way related having sex, ik its crazy what they allow online these days).

and look honestly the callout post wouldn’tve annoyed me this much if it was posted on yk an actual social media. like if it was posted on twitter or tiktok or on youtube as a video essay or even on here, like sure if i saw it id be annoyed that this fandom cant handle the tiniest bit of non-puritanicalism and fuck, maybe if it was on here id even drag myself into a pointless days-long argument that causes me suicidal levels of stress but on archive of our fucking own itself?! for the millionth time, IT IS NOT A SOCIAL MEDIA! u dont make posts like that that u want the rest of the fandom to read or whatever on there because its not that kinda website!

anyways yeah i hope i explained the situation ok, u might be able to check it out urself if u feel like it and yeah idk this whole thing just kinda felt like a wake-up call for me like yes i find incest and pedophilia disgusting OBVIOUSLY and i dont like ppl romanticising it in fiction but idk i’ve seen ppl talk abt toxic antis before and show screenshots of conversations where theyve acted super shitty but idk seeing this all unfold in person and having to argue with these hardcore antis just- i dont wanna be associated with these ppl, if these are what alotta antis r like i dont want anyone to assume i agree with them like at all, whether its other antis, proshippers, or ppl like me who have a super complicated opinion on it. like they harassed a person into taking down their smut and made call-out posts on ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN abt how they dont want their wholesome pure fandom corrupted by gross dirty irredeemable sex. and just yeah hope no mutuals i seriously care abt unmoot or even block me over this since ik a few of u r antis but yeah srry for this i just kinda seriously hate this fandom right now :)

also incase anyone is typing out a “kill yourself pedo” reply/rb rn; i turn 15 on Friday, i am 2+ years younger than ur innocent bb minor boy David and his definitely not already a legal adult boyfriend Exer so yk

[anonymityisfunwriter]

The Birds and The Bees

A.N. I don't usually do many author's notes in Tumblr, but never, never, not once, has a fic ever been so requested, by so many different people, that I feel like I have to.

@i-love-mommy-wanda "Being that she stayed in a room most of her life- just hear me out- a oneshot - of Sam giving her the" TALK!" like birds and bees and where baby's come from I think that would be funny" @/thequeeranarchist "I don't know if you take requests, but I thought about if someone had to explain the birds and the bees to sunshine considering she probably never had been told about it. Idk, I thought about sunshine and Bucky's first time together too, but I don't know your comfortability with what you write and what you don't. And grumpy x sunshine is officially my favourite trope now bc of this series."

I don't even - I just don't even know what to say. (Please note, that as I write this, I'm quite literally giggling to myself and have quite literally reverted to my awkward 16 year old self) I get requests somewhat regularly, but this, this is the most requested topic. You guys just really wanted to know about this.

Listen, here's the thing, reading second hand embarrassment is one thing. WRITING IT? I was in physical pain, but the scene wasn't going to write itself. I tried, it really didn't write itself.

But I did it. Because I love you guys. And now, it'll be another 5 to 7 business days before I can log back on.

P.S. I know there's other people who requested it too, but I can't find the requests, but please know I didn't forget about you!

Anon's 1K Celebration

Pairing: Grumpy!Bucky Barnes x Sunshine!Reader Summary: Falling in love is easy, as natural as breathing, so why is talking about it so embarrassing?

"Sam," you frantically call from the doorway, clutching your racing heart, "I think I'm dying."

"What? Why? What happened?" Sam rushes out, frantically searching you for signs of duress.

You double over, hands clutching your sides, "Well, I'm not sure, but I did Google it and I think I'm having a heart attack."

Sam takes a long sigh, resting his hands on his hips in mild exasperation. At least he knew you weren't actually dying. "And why do you think you're having a heart attack?"

"I just," you dramatically clutch your chest, finally standing upright, "My heart feels like it's in my stomach, and- and I'm all sweaty, and fluttery. And I want to curl up into a little ball and die, but maybe also listen to every Taylor Swift song ever written."

"Well, that was," Sam clears his throat, "That was very descriptive."

You flop down on your couch and groan into one of the cushions, "Just leave me here to die."

"You're not dying."

You lift your head to glare at him, "You don't know."

"I do know," Sam insists. "You're a healthy, 25 year old woman, the chances of you having a heart attack are almost zero."

"But not zero," you point out.

Sam sighs, grabbing your hand and pulling you up off the couch, "You're not dying, and you're not having a heart attack."

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"If you're wrong, I'll haunt you."

"I'll take my chances," Sam playfully rolls his eyes, "So what were you doing right before you thought you were having a heart attack?"

"I-" you clear your throat, a furious blush warming your entire face, "I don't want to tell you."

He should've known something was wrong right from the get go. You were always so open, so honest about everything. You weren't raised under the same social contract, or any social contract, and you were still learning basic social norms and customs. For better or worse, you were the most honest and open person Sam had ever known.

So for you to be this flustered, this shy and jittery, it had to be something pretty important.

He should've left it at that. He really should've left it at that. But no, like the concerned friend he was, he pressed the topic even more.

He gently nudges your shoulder, taking a seat beside you, "I can't help you if you don't tell me."

You abruptly stand up, awkwardly chuckling. You inch away from him, jutting your thumb back to your room, "You know, now that I think about it, I'm all better, heart attack healed. Good talk, thanks, Sam."

"Come on, just tell me," Sam cajoles, patting the seat beside him. "We tell each other everything."

"I was on the phone."

"Okay..." Sam could count on one hand the number of people that had any means to communicate with you. Hell, he could count exactly how many people had knowledge of your existence with both hands.

It takes Sam a second to realize that he's too lost in his worry to actually hear what you're telling him, "... so Bucky told me we could practice-"

He already doesn't like where this is going. "Practice what?"

"Texting, Sam." You quirk an eyebrow at him, "Are you even listening to me?"

Sam suspiciously nods, settling back into the couch, "Right."

"And we've sort of been texting each other."

"Uh-huh," Sam nods along, though he gets the distinct feeling that he won't like where this is going. Not in the slightest. He physically braces himself as he asks his next question, "So, um, what were you guys talking about?"

You timidly shrug, twisting and untwisting your fingers, "Just stuff."

"Stuff?" Sam dubiously repeats. "Talking about stuff made you think you were having a heart attack?"

"Yes..." It's clear to him that you're lying through your teeth. It's clear that this is as weird for him as it is for you. You clap your hands down on your lap, abruptly standing with up a fierce blush painting your face, "You know what? I completely forgot I have to water my plants!"

"I know you're lying!" Sam calls after you as you scramble away.

"No, I'm not!" you shout over your shoulder. "I'll be back! Maybe! Probably! Definitely at some point!"

This wasn't the first time something like this happened, a strange, slightly uncomfortable situation happening.

This whole living arrangement with you and Sam would probably be called a strange, slightly uncomfortable situation by most people. Most of the time, Sam was able to handle these things on his own.

Having grown up with a younger sister, Sam was fairly comfortable talking about and dealing with certain things. That did not mean he was even remotely prepared or even qualified to explain those things to you.

The first time it happened was about a month into living with each other.

It was just cramps. Until it wasn't.

He phoned it in to Maria Hill.

Crisis averted. Mostly.

Because a couple of months later, another of those awkward situations arose.

The second time was an awkward encounter with a barista at your local cafe.

Apparently, getting breakfast and coffee with a person of the opposite sex first thing in the morning day in and out meant that people could just assume the nature of your relationship. And it wouldn’t have been the most ridiculous assumption if it weren’t for the fact that it absolutely was the most ridiculous assumption.

Sam was just thankful that he was as certain of your feelings as he was of his own.

He'd handled that situation fairly well on his own, even if it did take several days for you two to be within five feet of each other.

And now here he was again. Sitting all alone in your living room, wondering what the hell he was supposed to do with this. And that's when he sees it. The scene of the crime sat right before him, right on the coffee table. Your phone. 

"You forgot your-" He stops himself from finishing that sentence. Because this wasn't your run of the mill awkward situation, no, this was worse. A lot worse than some nosey barista. So much worse that he thinks about doing something stupid. An overprotective, older brother sort of stupid. He tries to rationalize it, after all, you’d left the phone right there. Right there. Right in front of him. Within his reach. What kind of handler would he even be if he wasn’t keeping a close eye on you?

“No.” Sam suddenly changes his mind, softly muttering to himself, “That is an invasion of privacy. What kind of friend-“

And before he even knows it, your phone is in his hand. And he’s clicking on your messages.

And he’s reading your texts to Bucky.

JBB: What does 'lol' mean? You: It's either lots of love or laugh out loud. Idk. JBB: What does that mean? The idk? You: I don't know. JBB: I'll ask. You: No, it means I don't know. JBB: Oh. JBB: I know you can't see me, but I'm frowning right now. You: You make me laugh. JBB: I like making you laugh. JBB: But if you tell anyone that, I'll deny it. You: lol JBB: Which version of lol was that? Lots of love or laughing out loud? You: That’s for me to know. JBB: And for me to find out? You: lol

"That was smooth as hell," Sam mutters to himself. Sam has to stop at that point. He can’t read any more. He scoffs to himself, “She’s been out a year and flirts better than I do.”

There’s a part of him that’s a little mad. Mostly about your shockingly incredible ability to flirt.

But it also grates on that older brother nerve. The same one Sarah used to love to poke and prod at when they were younger.

He's still sort of in his right mind. At least enough to know that he's out of his element with this one. There’s no way that he can approach you about this. Especially not after reading through your messages.

What even was this? Was it just harmless flirting? Was it you just trying to get out there and socialize with the few people you were allowed contact with?

Or were there feelings there? And, if there were feeling, what kind of feelings?

He rapidly shakes his head trying to rid himself of the idea. That was not an image he needed in his head.

Sam decides in that very moment, this is too far out of his league. He can't handle this. An while might not be able to handle this, he knew someone who could, someone much more qualified than he was. He dials her number right away. She answers on the third ring. 

"I need your help," Sam sharply whispers into his phone.

"Why? What's wrong?"

"There is flirting happening over here!"

Maria sighs in relief, "Oh, good, I thought there was a real problem happening."

"Did you not hear me? Flirting, Maria! Flirting!"

"So?"

"Do you know what flirting leads to?" Sam wildly questions. 

"No?"

"It leads to... other things - I don't know! And that's why I need your help! I can't deal with this!"

"You can't call me over for things like this."

"I thought you said you were happy to help!"

"I was! I am, but you're supposed to be keeping a low profile. Having me walk in and out of your front door in broad daylight is not low profile."

"So then come in through the backdoor!" Sam pleads. 

"Sam," Maria deadpans.

"I know, I know, you're right."

"I know it's a little... uncomfortable, but you just have to deal. Nick wouldn't have picked you if he thought even for a second that you couldn't handle this. It might be a little weird at first, but you've got this."

And he used to be sure that he could.

He used to be great at this job. Catching you up on pop culture? No one better than Sam. Healthy dialogue? Second nature to Sam. Ability to keep you safe? He was doing a damned good job at it if he could say so himself.

Then came the Bucky of it all.

Bucky fucking Barnes.

Sam had half a mind to kick Bucky's ass for making you feel... whatever you were feeling.

Sam's only saving grace was that you'd pretty much become self sufficient in most areas of your life when Bucky came into the picture a few months ago. Since then, things were different. You were different. At first, Sam was sure it was just the excitement and thrill of having a new friend.

He could kill Bucky for making your life more complicated. For making his life more complicated.

Bucky fucking Barnes.

He's so lost in his plot to murder Bucky Barnes that he almost doesn't realize it when you shuffle back into the living room. "Sam?"

Sam's head snaps up, "Huh?"

"I said what are you doing?"

"Um... Just thinking."

"About?"

"What's going on with you and Bucky?" Sam abrasively blurts out. 

Your eyes blow wide. "What?"

"Sorry, what I meant to say was - what's going on with you and Bucky?" Sam demands with equal fervor. 

"Nothing!" you exclaim. 

"Well, I know you're lying!"

"I'm not lying!" you insist.

"I saw you two flirting over text!"

"You read our texts?" Your eyes snap over to the coffee table where you left your phone. Sure enough, it's upright and in a completely different spot. "Are you crazy?"

"No, no, I am not crazy because you two are over there flirting and- and- and flirting and I'm not ready to be an uncle again!"

Both your hands cover your flaming face as you turn to leave the room again, "Oh my God!"

Sam reaches out, grabbing your arm to guide you back to the conversation that he knew deep down just had to happen, "No, no, we are going to sit and we are going to talk about this."

"About what?!" you shriek. 

"About this! You know this. The flirting. Dating. Other things. You know what so please don't make me say it," Sam pleads with you, looking every bit as awkward as you feel. 

"No, I don't, so no, we're not!"

"You not knowing is the literal reason we have to talk about this!" Sam rants. 

You turn to try to leave again, "I'm leaving."

Sam wedges himself in the doorway, physically blocking you from leaving, "Oh, no, you're not."

You try to squeeze past him, "Oh, yes, I am."

"No, you're not!"

"Why not?"

"Because we have to talk about this."

"Why?" you exclaim with a particularly shrill tone.

"I don't know!" Sam throws his hands up. "But we are. And we are going to hate every single second of it. And then we never have to talk about it ever again."

"You swear?"

"I swear," Sam promises, raising his right hand. He gestures to the couch, "If you sit and we have the talk, we will never speak of it again."

"Fine," you grumble under your breath, huffing as you slump onto to the couch. 

"Great..."

So you sat.

And you listened.

And you did your best not to cringe at what Sam was telling you. And then it was over. The silence palpable. Your face burning with embarrassment. Sam's face burning with embarrassment. But it was over. It was all said and done. 

You both sit on the couch with your hands in your lap, several feet away from each other, not even looking at each other but staring at the turned off television before you. After many, many long minutes of sitting in awkward silence, you turn to Sam with a questioning look, "Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think we know too much about each other?"

"Definitely starting to."

"Glad we're on the same page."

AnonymityIsFun Masterlist Grumpy Sunshine Series Anon's 1K Celebration

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[the-moon-files]

Who do you think you could beat in a fight? like no weapons, not power gloves/bracelets, just bare hands and a dream.

BARE HANDS AND A DREAMMMM

who let u be this funny kota lmao

Tbh, me v. anything stronger than a chicken or a chuchu, they winning.

Ive only Just started going to the gym, i have very little muscle that isnt from carrying groceries, so hands down, not many things i would realistically fight in botw/loz games in general

If ur talking abt the Links tho?? Uh, none. 💀

Im not that delusional (yet), i mean i guess if u wanna get creative with it, I think, personally,

I could beat some of them in a drinking game lol

Like maybe Sky, Hyrule, Four, Wild, and (to his lightweight dismay) Legend, just bc im not a lightweight so thatd be funny

But general strength? Nah probably none of them

But u wanna hear my delusional takes on this, like if i would just swing regardless of actual strength discrepancy,

Weirdly enough, Hylia? LMAO

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(Warning, Hylia bashing, if u like her a lot for whatever reason and are going to feel the need to comment in her defense, pls find another post to do that on, this rlly isnt that serious)

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Alright, let me explain, let me explainnn

So i saw LU blogs defend this better than me, but basically Hylia (not Zeldas) is like lowkey another root cause for problems in Hyrule, she kind of encourages this endless cycle of abuse of "heroes" or mortals, to enlist in this eternal battle against Demise/Ganon, when he's technically immortal, and she should be fighting him herself.

Or at least not making mortals (who can Die) fight for her, especially with the setup being a SINGULAR MORTAL. like not even an army of mortals

(Like i get it, its for stupid-plot-not-rlly-thought-out-reasons so the games get to exist, but suspend ur disbelief pls, assuming this is now a real universe that ive got dropped into)

There are other reasons, like how she possesses every Zelda lowkey against her will, or without her permission to be in her body at least, and that she sort of? I thought, like? Wants to to be with Link every time? Feels kinda creepy?

Idk that one may not be true, but there are way cooler blogs out there that have a nicer receipt list of beef with Hylia, pls find them

But most importantly, if u take nothing else away from this, its that, someone out there, in the depths of LU tumblr, gave reasonable, logical, justifications about how Legend could take down Hylia on his own.

She's basically all magic, so if she suddenly had no more magic in this scenario, im betting that i could at least tackle her and turn it into a bar fight lol

Revenge for all the Links u could say,

I actually thought abt making a fic that had smth like this premise, but eh, ive got so much to write abt rn i havent taken it on

Plus, hey, who doesn't wanna fight God a little?

Hope that answered ur question! Or at least was entertaining!

Sorry if u rlly like Hylia for whatever reason and i just shat on her for like a small paragraph, idk, just unread it or smth

(Im still watching a playthru of SS, but i think i also could specifically take Ghirahim in a arm wrestling contest, ok thank you, good night)

Peace out,

🌙

[romanarose]

Puzzle Pieces Drabbles: part 2

Ben Miller x Fem!Reader

Fic Summary: You're dating Tom, a whirlwind romance that came at a low point in your life. Within months, you live with him and he's not as nice as he was in the begining. Tom does things that upset you, Benny finds a way to make it better.

Chapter Summary: Tom won't come look at your tomatoes. Based on a tumblr post I cant find.

Warnings: IDK what to call this but it's def shitty behavior throughout. Will progressively get worse during the series but let's start with this. Drinking. Someone not appriciating your excitment.

A/N: This will be a short series of comfort drabbles where Tom does something shitty and Ben makes it better. No smut. I'm at a low point rn and just want softness.

This is my submission for Triple Frontier Write-a-Thon !!! come join in the fun and follow @triplefrontier-anniversary to find more fics!!!

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“TOM!!!!!” You scramble up from your garden patch to where you were tending to your plants, standing to see Tom and Ben drinking on the porch.

Tom turns, looking worried. “What? What happened?!”

“My tomato’s bloomed!!!” You say with a wide grin, giddy with excitement.

He relaxes. “Oh my god. Is that it? Woman, you scared the shit out of me.” He went back to his grilling.

Your shoulder slump a little. “Sorry… I was just excited…” You point to your garden. “It’s just… the tomatoes!!!” Ben is watching curiously, but he doesn’t say anything.

Tom flips a burger. “Uh huh. That’s nice honey.”

Ben asks a question now. “The tomatoes?”

Muttering, Tom explains with a wave of his hand. “She was trying to get the tomatoes to grow forever.”

“So will you please come see them?” You try to get him to come over, but he just looks over the railing.

“Uh-huh, they look great.” 

Your hands drop to your side. “Tom, you can’t even see them.”

“They look… so cool” Is he… laughing? He’s laughing at you. You don’t turn to look at Ben, you couldn’t bear to see him laughing at you too. So, you simply go back to your garden, tending to the weeds, trying to immerse yourself in the classical music you heard helps plants grow. You don’t even hear him walk up to you at the garden bed.

“Oh!” Your startle when Benny kneels down next to you, getting in the dirt with you.

“Shit, sorry.” Ben chuckles, his floppy dirty blonde hair falling in his eyes. You wonder if he ever had an emo phase. “I wanted to see the tomatoes”

You roll your eyes but laugh. “You don’t want to see my tiny green tomatoes.”

He is completely sincere, blue eyes shining in the summer sun as he smiles. He has a pretty smile. “I do, actually.” You ignore the flutter in your chest.

So, you show them to him, Benny sounding very impressed as he looks. He tells you how his therapist wanted him to try getting plants to have something to take care of, briefly mentioning that he feels like he was always the one being cared for. He chuckles when he says ‘guess I’m not responsible enough to keep a succulent alive’, but you can feel the truth behind his words. You offer to help him if he wants to try again. Benny lights up at that.

You want to know what he’s in therapy for, why he feels like he’s not responsible enough for a plant, you want to know so much more about him… but you don’t ask. Ben isn’t your boyfriend, Tom is. You loved Tom, you were going to marry Tom. Ben… Ben was just a nice bonus, right?

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Remember, if they dont care about the things you care about, they arent the one!!! someon will care <3

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[monstersinthecosmos]

I'm so glad you're back!! I was so panicked when I saw your blog was gone, because you are truly one of the absolute stars of VC fandom!!

I joined VCblr a few months ago because I have been obsessed with Marius since I was 13, like my Marius obsession literally changed my life in multiple ways and I saw VC was becoming popular again so I wanted to join in! but like one of my first posts got these comments from people I'd never even spoken to before about how I was disrespecting Marius and his fans, and to be a little dramatic the way some of these comments were written, I felt like some of them seemed to actually really hate me personally. It just killed my desire to write fic or meta anymore so I just deleted my tumblr and now I just have an empty one so I can lurk on people. Like I have really limited time and energy for fandom, and I don't want to spend it writing stuff that people just hate seeing and making them feel bad, and then feeling bad myself for liking the stuff I like.

Anyway, I found your blog a little while ago and I am OBSESSED with your creativity and your perspective on like everything, so I'm sorry to be a weird rambling anon but basically I'm just trying to say your blog has made a difference to how I feel about my own freaky way of loving Marius and I just love your openness and acceptance and your ABSOLUTELY FLAWLESS A++ MARIUS TAKES and you genuinely have improved my VC experience 100% and I'm glad you haven't been erased from existence.

ugh see this is what I mean dude!! I'm so sorry to hear you had that experience!!!!!! Please talk to me off anon any time, I'd love to see your posts if you wanna come back and share again!

I BRING THIS UP NOW AND THEN so I'm sorry if I'm like a rambling old man telling the same story 400 times, but, now and then I think it bears repeating. But like, when I was 13, a boy at my school bashed my head open on a locker (I had to go to the hospital and get my head stapled shut) and he punched me in the face so hard that I have permanent ligament damage in my jaw. And it was because I was like, a baby bat and I was into numetal and Wicca and I was like the only kid in my small town school who didn't go to church. The day it happened I was wearing a Korn shirt!!! And I had blue hair! And I'd been like very intensely bullied my whole time in middle school, and the adults in my life NEVER protected me. This was RIGHT after Columbine and people were still buying into the propaganda that the killers were bullied goth kids and not fucking neo-nazis, so like, the entire time I was getting violently harassed, every day!, no one protected ME because they thought I would turn out to be the violent one. And yet, I was being put on hit lists. I had a gun pointed at me. A boy one time stole my Wicca book out of my backpack and read it to the class to make fun of me, but *I'm* the one who got in trouble for it because they thought I wanted to cast spells & curses on my classmates. The boy who assaulted me was a KNOWN problem in our school, and I wasn't even the first girl he hurt! MEANWHILE I still got a week of detention for having my head bashed open because they said I started the fight. ((This is up for debate: Yes I actually did throw the first punch LMFAO but he HAD been teasing me incessantly for like ever so like come the fuck on. I deserved that one.))

idk why I was just born like, without any shame or something, I guess it's innate, the rebel streak, I can't explain, but none of this really hurt my feelings? Every time people would make fun of me I was thinking "Yeah but I love Korn and they're so COOL and if you're making fun of me that means you're NOT cool and I don't really value anything you have to say????" And that really sustained me through all of this.

So yatta yatta terfs & conservatives poisoned the fandom well on Tumblr and I always think that it's not so different -- being picked on because you like something weird & offputting or whatever, and being treated like a threat or a danger when you're the one who's vulnerable to harassment and violence. In the digital space on Tumblr it's going to be about like kinky stuff and villainfucking and IRL it was because I was the only goth at my school and I liked horror films. It's the same shit, being harassed because of the fiction you like and the media you consume. And on Tumblr it's people being absolute fucking dickheads and IRL it was me being put in the hospital because a guy put his fucking hands on me, he was that upset that I was into cool shit.

And just. Yknow. It does suck when you want fandom to be a chillout space and you get your feelings hurt. It fucking SUCKS when people show up here specifically to be unkind to others, like I can't think of a less productive use of time. But part of me always thinks "I didn't get my head stapled shut for some grassless little fucking weasel on tunglr dot com to shame me over vampire porn" lmao.

(As an aside if you ever want to look into other examples of people being IRL fucked over over STUFF THEY LIKE, google the West Memphis Three ((innocent metalheads who did 20 years on death row because people thought the weird metal boys MUST be murderers)) or the FBI trying to file Juggalos as a GANG which means anyone who had an ICP phase and got a Hatchetman tattoo as an 18 year old is now in jeopardy of losing their fucking children for affiliating with a gang, okay. And this isn't even to scratch the surface of the way people treat hip hop and way it's mired in racism. Censorship and thought policing are always going to come down to Christofascism and white supremacy, but I digress.)

So blah blah all that to say, I'm not going anywhere and it pisses me the fuck off that people can't keep this bullshit to their private group chats. I have NO idea what anyone gains by acting like this in public.

Like, yeah yeah, fandom is silly, whatever, but hobbies are legit! And we deserve a space to unwind that isn't ruined by capitalism and bigotry and just, some little space to land. ESPECIALLY when, let's be real!, it's very very very common for fandom folks to be neurodivergent. I mean why else would we be so obsessed and blorbo-sick lol. So like, it just feels extra fucking shitty of people to be rude to fans like that, to make you feel shame for the thing that excites you.

Fandoms SELF GENERATE. Someone has to be here posting shit and we have to interact with it and create community. And genuinely if all you can contribute is your horseshit attitude, you can go fuck yourself!!! And I can't begin to tell you how much it breaks my heart when I see this infighting in one fandom, because like, being a Marius fan - BELIEVE ME - when I tell you I've done my time as persona non grata, the antis have fucking come for me LMFAO, I'm on the blocklists, I've been accused of absolutely heinous bullshit for liking a stupid fake vampire character. Like, listen!

I've had my head bashed open on a locker for liking numetal! You're not going to chase me off Tumblr!!!!!!

Anyway this got away from me, idk what I'm trying to say, I'm saying that I'm so sorry you had a bad experience and I hope you come back some time! And I encourage everyone to block & curate your space as needed to make for a happy escape zone. EVEN BLOCKING ME, I KNOW I GET ON PEOPLES NERVES SOMETIMES. And my content isn't for everyone! It's fine! Stay safe please, and I love you, and I have your fucking back dude!!!

AND EVERYONE ELSE JUST, HOLY SHIT BE NICE TO PEOPLE. IT COSTS $0 TO BE FUCKING NICE TO PEOPLE. IF YOU'RE NOT BEING CREATIVE YOU'RE BEING DESTRUCTIVE!

[sipsteainanxiety]

okay sooooo while procrastinating on my responsibilities i decided to make a giant list of the bkg/reader fics i've read (so far) on ao3. here's a link to the tumblr fic rec list i made a while ago too lol. please keep in mind that not all of these works are sfw!! i will label the nsfw-containing ones ofc but, as always, be cautious!

note: these are all LONG FICS. as in i sorted the bkg/reader tag on ao3 by word count and kept going until i hit works with abt 5k words. i might continue to add onto this list as i read more LOL idk

be still, just for me by WitchofWriting. this is THE bkg isekai fic tht i'm sure everyone has read lol. contains nsfw. there's also tedium in blue (mermaid bkg). i think that was one of the first bkg fics ive ever read and it will always be special to me LOL

of snowscapes & explosions by sugarbun. tbh i haven't finished this yet but from what i did read it's good!! canon compliant

other by Deadite. also haven't finished this one yet but it's a kind of coraline au!! interesting stuff tbh

enouement by LadysDaze. i read this fic a looooong time ago so i can't rmb much but it was p interesting! it's a choose your own ending type fic. there's also memento mori (fantasy fic w good worldbuilding tbh), entangle, expecting the unexpected (pregnancy/family fic), star-crossed (fantasy), blood bond (vampire bkg) and its sequel blood union tht i haven't read yet sdjfdfkg

misery business by siegmunde. OHHHMYYGODDD this fic. i was obsessed with it omg. i cannot even explain how insane it made me. has nsfw at end

cruel world by lydiasgrace. idt i finished this one but i do like villain reader LOL

like ghosts in snow by Jupiters_Witch. genuinely i think this fic ruined me /pos. vampire au & does contain nsfw things!! mind the tags

surrender (whenever you're ready) by OfMermaids (hi merms!!). THIS FIC. CHANGED MY LIFE!!! literally anything by merms is sososo good. i want to eat them all whole. on loop in my head 24/7!! contains nsfw btw. there's also the widening sky (mermaid bkg tht made me sad for days) and on my way (to you).

white curtains by arsonphobic. tbh i havent finished this one too but its got an older (by a yr) reader whom i liked! canon compliant i think

our love at sunset by LittleSponge. horizon zero dawn au. very well done imo. ending made me cry LOL (in a good way). contains nsfw

uncharted by NyxRedfoxWinchester. reader's quirk in this is soooo fucking cool to me. i read it a while ago so i dont rmb a lot but like i rmb the quirk and bkg LMFAO.

zigzags by hokshi. i can't rmb this fic all too well either but ik i liked it LOL. contains nsfw!!

newsflash, asshole (i kinda love you) by YukiRiikus_Reading_Room. fake dating au!! idt it contains nsfw but it has some steamy parts

i melt with you by art_deco_deity. i am so sad this fic hasn't been updated in a hot min bc its genuinely got fantastic bkg characterization!!!

garden of lungs by 0weCrew. ive read so many hanahaki aus that they've blurred together but this was v good!

exiles by BookWormOnAString. i'm currently reading this one actually! fantasy au with dragon kiri!!

how're your hands? by Spazztastic. another fic i read a long time ago. it's canon compliant i blv but i rly liked the reader tbh

body switch up by Fandomness_randommess. a body swap au if the title wasn't obvious enough LOL. it was interesting reading how both reader and bkg dealt with their predicament here pfft

husband for hire by btp. also currently reading this!! stardew au! there's also boîte de pandore. v good shit

gemini syndrome by opal_vortex. LMAOOOO this was such a fun read ngl. masked singer au!! will contain nsfw

mistletoe by WhenSarahSmiles. this is a UA christmas/new year's booklet that is sooooo well done tbh. i love bkg in it. super cute

and you take me the way i am by willowser (hi will!!). pro hero bkg in this >>>>> he is so AHHHH!! makes me insane. very well written!! contains slight nsfw.

bar tool by thunderhead. LMAO this is like a bar and band au combined?? i loooveeee bkg in this and his interactions with reader pfft. contains nsfw

sugar scorched by restwellsoon. culinary au!! bkg is like gordan ramset ngl LMAOO its rly cute imo and very detailed wrt the cooking things from what i rmb. idt it has nsfw

war paint by andypantsx3. i love how andie writes bkg tbh. he makes me wanna beat him up. there's also statistically significant, and cover shot (through the heart). all of them contain nsfw!!

learning your love language by hokshi. the author has the tag 'when ur love language is getting punched in the face' on this fic and honestly? LMAOOO so true for bkg. contains nsfw!!

oil paintings and late night jam sessions by insanityrunsinthe_family. this was also one of the first bkg fics i've ever read and it is so so so good. it's college au bkg and i looovee every part of it.

the phoenix by orphan_account. i'm so sad this fic was dropped but its plot is genuinely so interesting to me. it's more aizawa/reader tho tbh.

sleeping in the garden by Petrichorium (hi loriii<3). i will ALWAYS plug this fic. single dad bkg au!! sososo fcking good, trust. will contain nsfw

jealousy, jealousy by lytters. i think i rbed this on tumblr already but its such a fun read tbh LOL.

fathoms below by 32Q27. i'd started reading this and didn't get to finish bc life. mermaid au!!

a fractured flame by Magicow12. fantasy au!! very entertaining from what i rmb! contains nsfw

breath of a dragon by free_deku. i rec'd this before but im doing it again bc it's that good omg. fantasy & reincarnation au. contains nsfw!!

bakugô wants a ride. by Bragi. LMAO contrary to the title i dont think it has nsfw pfft. mechanic reader tht bkg's crushin on!!

turning page by rhydonium. THIS IS ALSO SOO GOOD omg i almost forgot abt it. god bkg!!!! i literally cannot describe how good it is.

[storm-and-starlight]

Storm's Fic Recs: Transformers Edition

I was in Transformers fandom from June 2022 to February 2024. Here are the fics that I'll still carry with me, even though I've moved on. (I tried to tag as many people as possible, but I couldn't find everyone -- my apologies to cerkowah, jabberish, & buttface)

Victory Condition and Champion by Astolat (@astolat on Tumblr) Victory Condition more or less rewired my brain, and I don't just mean that it yeeted me into Transformers fandom almost entirely against my will or intention. It... sort of reset the way I saw the world? it's hard to explain. Either way, the poetry is very good. Champion is something of a spiritual predecessor to Victory Condition, but a lot more. just. fun. Ending the war with the power of dance parties. It's great. Victory Condition: Loosely G1, Megop, rated E Champion: Loosely G1, largely gen, rated T

Lonely Signals by Anefi (@anefi on Tumblr) SPACE WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALES god I love a good space whales story, and not only does this have space whales in abundance it also manages to nail down the impact of a four-million year war perfectly, without feeling too small or like it's going too big to be felt. IDW2005, Cosmos/Soundwave, rated T

Rest Easy by Largishcat (@largishcat on Tumblr) I barely ever read Dratchet, but this one... it's not "so good I read it despite the ship", it's so good I read it for the ship. Like Lonely Signals, it's one of very few fics I've found that actually manage to sell the scope of the war, and the Ratchet characterization is on-fucking-point. IDW2005, Dratchet, Megatron/Ratchet, rated E

the triumph of time (series) by oriflamme (@sunderedstar on Tumblr) I read all 400,000 words or so of this series in about four days. It's a rewrite of the end of IDW but make it epic (as in Tolkienesque) (seriously, idk how else to describe it except that I get the same sense of world-weight and cataclysmic events as I do from a lot of LOTR and high fantasy) but add in poetry and melancholy and history and also repairing everything that went wrong in IDW that never really got addressed. IDW2005, mostly rated T, some G. Check the tags for pairings.

Hazard Light by EatYourSparkOut, Emporianne, & cerkowah (@eatyoursparkout & @emporianne on Tumblr) This one's mostly on here for two things: 1.) doing hanahaki in a way that is like. actually thoughtful and not weird about love or unrequited love or anything like that, and 2.) doing hanahaki with robots. It's an absolutely brilliant setup that's brilliantly executed, and also Brainstorm and Percy are cute and pining and very dumb about it. MTMTE, Brainstorm/Perceptor, rated M

I'm All Full Up on Yesterdays, Don't Sing Me No More Blues by DesdemonaKaylose (@desdemonakaylose on Tumblr) Look, I know I say this a lot, but this fic has got the vibes down. It's exactly the take on Jazz that I've been looking for, all music and motion and city lights. Loosely Transformers: Prime, Jazz/Prowl, rated M

Send us a Blindfold, Send us a Blade by Trinary (@trinarysuns on tumblr) This was the first non-Astolat fic I read in this fandom that actually had an impact on me, and what an impact it was. One of the things that I love most about Transformers fic (especially IDW fic) is the sense of the... the timescale of the war? The weight of looking back and seeing how much has changed, and this fic really nails that specific sort of nostalgia. (Same kinda thing with how Lonely Signals/Rest Easy handle the war, but this one handles the revolution.) IDW2005, Starscream/Thundercracker, Starscream/Thundercracker/Skywarp, rated M

Attaque Composée (series) by neveralarch (@neveralarch on Tumblr) It's a fencing AU, but also they're all still robots, but also it's one of the most heartwrenching takes on IDW Starscream that I've seen (and that's saying something). The twisting of canon to fit the AU is masterfully done. IDW2005, Starscream/Wheeljack, mostly rated G, one T, one M.

Mistakes on Mistakes Until- by jabberish This one's an excellent sci-fi epic with everything that Jazz lends himself really well to in fic? Intrique and plot twists and General Shenaniganery. It's really fun. Transformers - All Media Types, Jazz/Prowl, rated M, currently incomplete but updating

Fathomless by Sroloc_Elbisivni (@sroloc--elbisivni on Tumblr) This is exactly the kind of vaguely-fairytale-magical-realism sort of tragedy-with-a-happy-ending that I live for, and it's especially notable in that that is not, precisely, the vibe that Transformers lends itself to and yet this fic pulls it off so well. Loosely G1, Jazz/Prowl, rated T

Your Own Hands by SatelliteSoundwave (@satellitesoundwave on Tumblr) An absolutely incredible example of non-linear storytelling. Not only is the actual order of scenes non-linear, it's tightly tied to the story itself. Wreckers Trilogy, Taraprowl, rated M

the only thing left out in the light by buttface Literally the only fic I've found that deals with the whole "Rodimus died on the alternate Lost Light and Drift held his funeral" thing, and it does it so beautifully. MTMTE, Driftrod, rated T

[wirlibirb]

hey moot after tfa i only consume tf media thru fandom, so in other words id never really heard of tarantulas till u mentioned them. can u explain who they are/your headcanons/ramble pls

i don't really know much about tarantulas other than fandom tbh lmaoo

he's a science guy that turns into one (1) spider. not multiple tarantulas. only one. what a scam. and yeah idk that much about canon events lmao i just have to guess from fic what actually happened vs what the author made up for story purposes

his whole thing from what i've seen is like. questionably ethical(?) science and methods, and being obsessed with working with prowl or something lol (at least. in idw1 which is what taraprowl came from afaik)

rambles on that recent post below cut because i love text cut:

my limited knowledge thoughts were just like. bill : ford = tarantulas : prowl to me if you really try and write this narrative about them but seeing as I know basically nothing about either of the pairings, I have no idea if I'm correct. my knowledge comes from tumblr posts under the search "idw tarantulas" and a fic on ao3 (the judge by silenceofthellamas) and maybe like. some other fic but idk specifically because i am a mess that loses my tabs

i think the "leave me alone" vs "i'll follow you and haunt your life until you address me" vibes can definitely be there if you try to see it that way (keep in mind: haven't read canon about them yet though), with tarantulas just being. a whole shadow to prowl's life like "we can be great together!! you can help me!! i'll be friends with you" and prowl is just. "stop. get out"

anyway i'm too lazy to write properly on phone so autocorrect save me and send post :>

[ghostofhyuck]

spoilers for my next series!!! it's a dark fantasy series and i did add a bit of yandere them there but not all?? honestly renjun and jaemin's story isn't that much of a yandere lol, idk about the others too actually BUT it's a dark fantasy tho. (just a tmi lol but yandere fics were the first fics that i read here on tumblr LOL) but anyways, dropping these and bouncing off. I'm so excited with this one! will be able to finish this before my grad!! (also i'm 6/7 done! yay!! just halfway through chenle's)

Ghost! Mark Lee

“He’s my ex-boyfriend,” she said casually. You watched as she placed the picture in between the pages. 

“Is his name Mark Lee perhaps?” you asked. 

Her eyes widened. That’s when you started to feel more nervous. 

“How did you know him?” she asked. 

That’s when you decided to grab your phone and open your gallery to show her pictures of you and Mark together. 

“These are all blurred dear,” she said as she looked at the photos. “It won’t make sense too, Mark’s been dead for almost twenty years now.” 

Merman! Huang Renjun

But he merely shrugged, “I don’t know why. The ocean’s too beautiful to be avoided, people are just scared to discover it.” 

“That’s what they told me,” you only let out a sigh. “That the ocean’s so beautiful that we can’t see its danger.” 

You heard Renjun laugh. “The ocean’s not dangerous! Look at it! It’s so peaceful, I live in the ocean and trust me, the ocean is far dangerous from it.” 

“Seriously?” 

“Do you want to see it for yourself?” 

An invitation. You can feel your heart beating fast. You glance at the body of water and you can feel yourself gulping.

Monster! Lee Jeno

You cursed under your breath as from the shadow, the monster slowly crept out into the night’s light. Your eyes went wide. 

They never taught about the figure of the monster. About its identity or what it looks like. Throughout your life, all you know is that it's a monster who lurks around the woods. 

But the creature in front of you is no monster, hell he can even be a god with his figure. The monster who’s form is a man, who’s body is as if the gods carved themselves so that your people can worship him. And oh his face, it’s no horror at all. Even the goddess of beauty would be envious of his face

Still, he’s a monster despite his looks. You can sense his aura all over him. It’s scary and intimidating, he looks like he’s about to devour you any minute. 

Dead Man! Lee Donghyuck

“Maybe next time,” then he stands up. “You should rinse off now, it’s dangerous for you to be alone.” 

His words remind you of something. That’s when you decided that’s enough for you. So you rise off from the dock’s ladder. Ignoring Haechan’s gaze at your body. You passed by him to grab your towel but you turned around to him. 

“Is it because of the dead man?” you asked. 

You saw how his forehead creased, “the dead man?”

“It’s a myth here, my friend said,” you pointed. 

“It’s a hoax, like bigfoot,” Haechan explained, placing his hands on his pants’ pockets. “You still believe in that shit?”

You only shake your head, “not really, it’s my first time hearing about it.” 

Deity! Na Jaemin

“I’m just kidding yn,” he took it back immediately. “I was just curious about the human who was lured by the spirits.” 

“Why would you be curious, I’m just an ordinary girl,” you laughed. 

“You got lured in your sleep,” Jaemin pointed out. From there, you watch as he removes a ring from his finger and drops it on the palm of your hand. “Wear it, it’s a protection.”

But you only sheepishly smiled as you returned it to him. “I don’t believe in spells and protective objects Jaemin, I’ll be okay.” 

“I insist,” Jaemin gives it back to you. “What if I’m not there in the woods? It has my power, they’ll know that you’re under my protection.” 

You only let out a sigh as you looked at the golden ring. It looks old, carved like the root of a tree with a peridot gem in the middle. You slipped on your ring finger and was surprised that it fits perfectly. 

Vampire! Zhong Chenle 

“What do you mean?”

“You can be honest with me, if your friends just made a bet to date me or something, you can now tell me because I don’t have any plans of making myself look like a fool,” you explained, letting out a small sigh. “If you’re doing this because you’re bored, find another girl.”

“You got to stop reading romance novels in your past time,” Chenle mocked instead. “I’m not that type of guy yn, if you want, fine I like you.” 

“Stop fooling around —”

“I’m not, and if you find yourself doubting me, it’s okay,” Chenle said with a serious tone. “Because I’ll prove to you that my intentions are genuine.” 

That’s how you ended up being courted by Zhong Chenle.

Alien! Park Jisung

You watched as he scrolled through the book, opening a page that he seems to be familiar with. 

“Alien,” he muttered. “That’s me right?” 

You only nod, watching for his reaction. He seems to be confused with it. 

“Well, if I was on your planet, I’m the alien,” you said with a joking tone. 

“Oh, that makes sense,” Jisung said. He glances at the window, and the room falters into silence. 

“Do you miss them Jisung?” you asked.

He then looks at you and smiles, showing off his sharp canines. “I do, but you’re here. That’s why I don’t feel lonely at all.”

[wedriftlikelonelyplanets]

*whispers* what is your humble opinion on predicament bondage landoscar

I see you...coming into my inbox on anon but forcing me to answer with my whole chest...

Boy oh boy the more i think about it, the more I think I could write an ENTIRE thesis on this, but like....SPECIFICALLY in the context of the "Give It To Him However He Wants" verse which well if you're new here is my landoscar verse, if you're not new here...well...u know.

We'll start simple in that if someone wrote it...I would read it in a heartbeat, but y'know...this is unsurprising. Again this is dependant on the circumstances also because there are some things for me that are like...a hard no for reading.

IN THE CONTEXT OF GITHHHW VERSE, HOWEVER....(god I apologize in advance I don't know how to shut my goddamned mouth apparently, so if you know me personally, NO YOU DON'T...YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE). TLDR at the bottom (heh)

This is going under the cut because...well this is VERY MUCH a read at your own risk post, that will discuss bdsm, d/s dynamics, and painplay

So specifically in the GITHHHW verse, a LARGE portion of Lando and Oscar's dynamic revolves around the fact that Lando wants to take from Oscar whatever Oscar's willing to give. While I've explored it lightly in the fics I've written so far (and will be exploring it more in depth after the next fic I post), that's quite a lot, because Oscar gives like...all of himself. In a more nuanced way, Lando loves taking control, but only if he knows Oscar's going to enjoy it too. He doesn't want to do things that Oscar's not going to like, but also, he likes the feeling of having control when he feels out of control (which is why a lot of my fics focus on races where Oscar's outperformed him, because in this verse specifically (and who knows, maybe in real life too), it makes Lando feel out of control to lose in that kind of way. Especially to his younger than him, newer to F1 than him teammate. And Oscar (which again, i'll be exploring and explaining more in my upcoming fic) is so carefully in control of everything that it's just NICE for him to give everything over to Lando and be taken care of. This is the crux of how their dynamic works, so NOW I'll talk about the BDSM/Predicament portion and how that COULD fit into their dynamic.

VERY specifically to start, it's already referenced in BOTH fics I've written that Lando is absolutely into bondage/rope play itself, and ALSO into orgasm control/denial play with Oscar. I could easily say that GITHHHW Lando doesn't have enough of an attention span to do predicament bondage and leave it there BUT WE'RE HERE NOW AND I FEEL LIKE IT WOULD BE A COP OUT. I have at least vaguely established that Lando is into rope play, which BY ASSOCIATION means he's at least vaguely into shibari (I think I made a comment in one of my snippets about how he thinks red rope would look against oscar's skin which...I don't actually think is in one of my fics i'm pretty sure it's only on my tumblr from a prompt HERE.

AND now i'm monologuing whoops, idk if this is what you came here to hear, anon...

Anyhow, Lando being into shibari in the GITHHHW verse means that he at least has enough patience to tie ropes, which is time consuming (i say this not from personal experience tragically but from people on the internet who have talked about this), which means that he is in turn, patient enough to also perform predicament bondage. And HONESTLY, he would absolutely get something out of it. Specifically, Lando would probably enjoy doing something in the realm of predicament bondage where there's a toy involved, or discomfort, proceeding to tell Oscar that he can't come without permission. So this is probably a situation in which there's a vibrator involved, and also an uncomfortable tie of some sort involved, and well...in order to stop himself from coming, Oscar would have to lean into the discomfort of the tie, vs the enjoyment of the vibrator, because he wouldn't really want to break the rules, and he'd absolutely probably cry about it, which Lando loves.

Oscar in the GITHHHW verse is...absolutely into trying most things once. There are hard limits, as there usually are (both because I think it's in character and there are also things I have hard limits about writing), but I think there are a lot of things he'd be willing to try for Lando. Along with that, Oscar LIKES a bit of discomfort. Specifically, he does find it really hot when Lando bites him, he wouldn't be opposed to being put over Lando's knee, he likes being edged and edged and edged as much as he'll cry about it, all because it helps take him out of his head. So I can say with absolute certainty that he'd be into it, especially if Lando's into it. There's a few things he wouldn't like in the realm of predicament bondage, primarily anything that settles down/boils down to actual pain, or Lando using it in a more emotional component (in that if Oscar's unable to do something it would be "disappointing" to Lando).

I think the limits of predicament bondage in the GITHHHW verse would be with Lando's creativity, really, and even then this could be incredibly circumvented by either of them doing a google search, because I found a brilliant article that talks about predicament bondage while answering this ask. No I will not be linking it, but if you really want it, DM me.

The long and short of it is that it could be incredibly hot for Landoscar, and specifically in the GITHHHW verse, because it's definitely would be an additional fun way for Lando to add on some punishment for Oscar that's outside the realm of simply not letting him come. I TRULY wish you had not put this idea into my head because now I have to file things away for later to think about.

ANYHOW I apologize, anon, for you probably did not know what you were getting into when you asked this, but I love you for asking it anyways!!!!! Thank you for giving me something to think about in the dark recesses of my brain.

TLDR: Predicament bondage specifically works in my Landoscar verse, but might not for everyone else's Landoscar verses. I think it would be hot, mainly because there's something to be said for the fact that F1 drivers do a lot of training, so they do have a lot of strength, and predicament bondage to work around that could be...incredibly interesting and fun.