#so if the middle bit looks bad: pretend it doesnt

[paigemathews]

abi’s three hundred one hundred follower celebration: choose your three favorite charmed ships | chris halliwell & bianca atwood

the absolutely chokehold these two have on me. enemies to lovers. changing sides and becoming a better person. finding love when you didn’t think yourself worthy of it. finding this one piece of happiness is a world destroyed and having to sacrifice it to the save the world that never did anything for you. risking your love on the hope that you’ll meet again in a new world.

[underoossss]

idk if this fit ur blurb request but can i request a first bf steve with reader. they have a fight and reader thinks theyre over but steve and them talk through it bc he doesnt want to break up?

thank you for your request! I love this, miscommunication + idiots in love 💕

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You close your eyes as you lean you head on the cold tile of the shower. The warm spray of water falls on the nape of your neck and down your back much like the tears that cascade down your eyes. You squeeze them shut when your heart pangs with pain once more. Steve and you are over, the stupid fight you had earlier in the afternoon triggering the breakup. How funny is it that your first ever fight is also your last?

Stepping out of the shower, you go through the motions of getting dressed and ready for bed. Your eyes are tired from crying, but the tears don’t stop as you recall the end of your conversation earlier.

Can we just leave it? I’m done. Steve said, running a hand through his hair and motioning for you to get in his car.

He wasn’t there to pick you up today, leaving you stranded in the rain. He claimed you didn’t tell him you worked until 4pm instead of 5 today so he showed up an hour late for you but on time for him. You told him you’d mentioned it yesterday and the arguing had started then. Granted, you had an awful day at work, and from the tension on Steve’s shoulders he had a bad day too. Or as it seemed maybe he was already planning on breaking up with you, and the fight gave him his chance.

The drive back to your house was silent and tense, as you held your breath to avoid crying in front of him and all but ran to the front door as soon as he parked. You didn’t take off your rain soaked clothes for another hour, too heartbroken and busy crying your eyes out to mind. It was only when you started to shiver that you went upstairs and took a long hot shower. It didn’t soothe the ache on your chest one bit.

Hair towel-dry and brushed you leave the bathroom and head to the kitchen to have some water when the doorbell rings. There’s still a light drizzle outside, and you know you didn’t order any takeout so you’re more than confused about who could be ringing your doorbell. Leaving the glass of water on the kitchen counter and pretending you don’t look a puffy mess from crying, you cross the living room to the front door.

Steve stands on the other side, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a plastic bag with unknown contents inside. His hair has some droplets of rainwater clinging to the ends and so do his eyelashes. He wears a dark blue sweatshirt and jeans, and a face so pretty your heart aches at what you lost.

“Steve? What are you doing here?” You ask, eyebrows meeting in the middle as you furrow them in confusion.

“I wanted to talk to you, I don’t like how we left things earlier?” The hand that was in his pocket scratches his chin, his eyes wide and vulnerable as they look at you.

You twist your lips to keep yourself from crying. “You want to break up officially then? Ok, do it.” You wraps your arms around your chest, protecting yourself from what will come next.

“Break up?” Steve’s eyebrows raise towards his hairline comically, mouth falling open in shock at your words. “Babe, what the hell?”

“Don’t be mean, Steve.” You shake your head and press your lips together as a tear falls down your cheek like a small traitor. “You already said ‘I’m done’, I got it.”

Steve, wonderful and beautiful Steve takes a step closer to you, face a mixture of confusion and pain. “Baby, you think we broke up? Just from that fight?”

“What else am I supposed to think Stevie?” You whisper, looking away from his sweet brown eyes and swallowing hard the knot in your throat.

“Honey, I drove you home. I would’ve hugged you goodbye but you ran out of the car before I could.” Steve shakes his head. “I thought your were pissed at me, not that you thought we broke up. Can we talk?”

You blink a few times at him as your mind tries to catch up. Steve’s always been a gentleman, of course you’d think it was normal for him to drive you home even if he broke up with you; the rest, well, you didn’t stay in his car for him to say anything else did you. Nodding and stepping back from the door, you let Steve in and close the door behind you.

Now in the warm light of the living room, Steve has a clear look at your red-rimmed eyes and the way his face falls brings fresh tears to blur your vision. “Oh, baby.” Steve frowns and pulls you to his chest, hugging you flush against him as you let yourself cry. “I’m sorry, I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.”

“We were both so angry, when you said ‘I’m done’ I assumed—” You take a step back and look at him, his face pained from seeing you in pain.

Steve’s hands hold your face gently, the kiss he presses on your forehead is just as soft. “I meant I’m done fighting, not that I’m done with us. You’re the best thing in my life, you know that.”

Your boyfriend —you can’t believe you thought you’d have to say ex before it— leads both of you to the couch, where you sit down facing each other. Steve takes you hands in his as you lean your face on the headrest, embarrassed, happy but still hurt from the heartbreak you put yourself through hours before. “I’m sorry, we were both under a lot of stress, I forgot you said 4pm and I shouldn’t have let it start a fight between us.”

You shake your head, “I shouldn’t have gotten mad either, I was already annoyed from work and let it get the best of me. I’m sorry too, Stevie.”

“No, I’m sorry.” Steve shakes his head, “I know you like clarity, and I was very vague earlier. I should’ve said I wanted to stop fighting, instead of saying I’m done. I mean it baby, I wanted to end our fight not our relationship.”

You nod, “I shouldn’t have assumed, but I was scared to ask. I thought you found an excuse to dump me.”

“And be an idiot who lost the most perfect girl in the world?” Steve shakes his head and you give him a small smile. “It was our first fight, that’s all, it doesn’t mean my feelings for you changed.”

“I’ll call you to remind you next time my schedule changes.” You whisper, shifting closer to Steve, “I should’ve done that today.”

“And I’ll write it down, somewhere I won’t forget.” Steve’s hands find your hips and pull you closer until your legs are thrown over his and he’s looking down at you, an adoring look in his eyes. “I love you.”

You hold his cheek and smile, “I love you so much.”

Steve closes the gap between the two of you, his lips capturing yours in a soft but passionate kiss. His arms wrap around you as he leans closer, humming against your mouth when you run your fingers through his hair. He kisses you until you’re breathless and his lips place scattered pecks on your cheek, your chin and one more on your nose. It makes you laugh and the smile Steve gives you in return could power up all of Hawkins.

Rewinding to the memory of him standing in your doorway makes you pause. “What was in that bag you brought?”

Steve’s smile turns sheepish as he leans in to kiss you again, a sweet thing that gives you butterflies. “Well, I uh– thought you were pissed at me so I brought some snacks and a movie so you could forgive me.”

You smile widely at him, stomach flipping incessantly and heart beating loudly with affection. This man really does own your heart, no wonder thinking about losing him wrecked you. “You are the best thing in my life, you know? You don’t need snacks to get me to forgive you but they’re appreciated.”

Steve chuckles and wraps you up in his arms, face pressed to your neck. “Sorry I made you cry.”

“It’s okay.” You smile, soaking in his warmth and breathing in his familiar scent; feeling at ease, and safe. “We really need to communicate better though.”

Steve’s laugh is a beautiful sound next to your ear.

[escrupulo42o]

WELCOME TO THE BRAND NEW SEGMENT OF MY BLOG CALLED "INTELLECTUAL TOÑO TIME‼️‼️"😎😎🤓‼️⁉️🔥🔥

in this segment i will show you a song i really like, ill translate it if needed, ill explain/analyze the lyrics and apply them on to my favourite characters!

in the translation, you might see this sign (+), it means that i will later add details that might have gotten lost in the translation or stuff like that. and if you see something between brackets like these [...], its probably some small notes i leave to carify some small detail or explain the use of certain words.

the first song will be "Carismatico" by the argentinian band Babasonicos and the character will be Johnny Cage :D

the translated lyrics are the following:

ok so now on to clarifications

i thought i saw two clowns

with scared faces, closing the shop

pretend (+), they have their costumes on

they are going to the circus to get the camels

they look a bit spooked

(straight) out from a painting that is about to fade

pretend, they are very sweaty

they carry a bucket with confetti

i have to learn to pretend more

and to not show my emotions

i have to learn to pretend more

and to pilot (+) what i think

i try to reach a door

and i hear a swarm of flies whistling

pretend, they are buzzing my name

we have to leave and i dont know how (+)

i have to learn [the rest of the chorus]

…

[chorus x3 -> as in 3 times, not the silly face]

[theres a secret second chorus that plays over the first one, i will add it by puting between parenthesis]

(some nights im easy)

(i dont abide by limits (+))

(some nights im easy)

i have to learn to pretend more

(i dont abide to limits)

…

i have to learn to pretend more

(i dont abide by limits)

i have to learn to pretend more

and to pilot what i think

on the first (+) you see, theres the word "pretend" (or in the original lyrics, "disimula"). in this case it is a way of saying something like "pretend you didnt see/hear it" or "pretend it doesnt affect you"

the second (+) is for the word "pilot" ("pilotear" in spanish). it is an expression used to say something like "manage/stabilize the situation" in the way a pilot would stabilize a plane when going through turbulences (in this case the turbulences would be his thoughts)

third (+), the original lyrics do not actually say that but i had no idea how to translate it + google translate and word reference were not helping, so i had to change it in order to not put a whole ass explanation in the middle of the lyrics. the original text is something along the lines of "we have to leave and i dont know where to leave through". im not even sure if thats grammatically correct but what its trying to say is that he does not know where the exit is.

fourth (+), i genuinely dont know XD. i confess i used google translate for this one

if you are curious about the secret chorus its from the song "Yegua"

now ANALYSIS TIME‼️

the song talks mostly abot social anxiety and feeling like everyone is watching everything you do. at first it would seem like the concept of social anxiety has nothing to do with the egocentric, confident and cocky Johnny Cage, but youd be wrong. in my headcanons, he grew up as an undiagnosed autistic kid in a small town inthe fucking 90's, of course he has social anxiety. he just made himself be this big extroverted and confident person to make up for it. hes constantly worrying about how people percieve him (in his looks, in the way he talks, in the way he moves), about people talking about him behind his back (yk celebrity shit + this can be connected with the flies mentioned in the song), about his emotions being too big, about being too intense, being too much. he was around people who told him he was "bad" (annoying, loud, dumb, etc.) so much that it became a part of his subconsious, a part of his thoughts. they hunt his every move, a constant monolgue of every tiny thing he does wrong. specially when he was younger, this thoughts would get so intense that they would overwhelm him, but it doesnt happen very often anymore. everyone usually assumes he has a pretty high self esteem but he has just gotten really good at hiding his insecurities under layers upon layers of braggings, fake self confidence, borderline narcissistic tendencies and a lot of jokes. he basically made himself charismatic, a.k.a, the name of the song. also, if you listen to that second chorus its kinda like a response to the main chorus. it refers to someone that parties a lot and doesnt care about anything or anyone. it is a conversation between a very insecure and shy person (the first chorus) and an over confident and social person. alternatively, it is a conversation between John Carlton and Johnny Cage.

aside from the lovely lyrics, this song is AWESOME when it comes to the music. it genuinely makes me go insane like AAAHSVAAH i highly recommend listening to it with headphones

i think thats all i had to say about it :P

[imaginebabygurl]

hi how are you? <3 could you write a one shot where billy sleeps with inexperienced fem reader and then tells her that he did it just because he thought she was easy. but then he’s desperate to make things right with her and does everything to gain her forgiveness? sorry if this is to specific. have a great day!!

COMPLICATED

Billy x reader

A/n hey babies so here's another one for you I still have more to complete but they're on the way. Not the best at smut but i still hope you enjoy also I'm good and thank you love

WARNING: SUMT 18+ with fluff at the end

Read to find out love

Billy hargrove how exactly did we get here? You though to yourself, I was the supposed to be the good girl,the one that got good greads and the one everyone adored.

The older women in Hawkins though I would be a respectable house wife, with a bubbly and out going personality. The kind of house wife a father would be proud of their son to take home such a gal.

But that's everything I absolutely hate, being "good" and "innocent" no one every really cared about what I wanted or how I felt. In all honesty I liked being bad, what started out as Billy hargrove wanting to help me break out of my shell for some reason, took a turn of us meaning of in the back of his camaro as he proceeded to fuck the absolute shit out of me, and he'd do it everyday if he had his way.

One day in particular Billy came over and I hugged and kissed him getting ready to listen to music or watch a movie my parents were out of town, So he would sneak over to my house in the middle of the night.

Sometime when it's gonna be a heavy session Billy would bring clothes stay over at my house and we'd drive to school together if he knew I wouldn't be able to walk right. Then Billy said something and made my heart drop to the pitbof my stomach "Y/n...I think we should stop." My heart breaking into pieces, "what why?" My eyes filling with tears.

"What don't you get babe, your easy, dumb and naive, correction innocent that's it!, ding! ding! ding! ." I stooped him in his tracks with a slapped to his face and he was enraged.

"Billy don't you fuckin dare, if you think I'm so easy. You won you should be proud of yourself BILLY FUCKIN HARGROVE KING OF HAWKINS HIGH IS A BIG FUCKIN PHONY AND A LIAR AND A CHEAT!" Tear were pouring down my face filled with hurt anger and rage...

" you know what Billy get the fuck out of my house and when you see me in school just pretend like you don't even know me." With that I pushed him out my window realizing he made a mistake, he wanted to make it right but it was too late.

Days turn into weeks and weeks turn into month's. It was the end of the school year and one week till the final game for the basketball team. I was practicing with the girls from the team on a Saturday evening, until Billy came in and proceeded to pull me out of my cheerleading practice. "Billy let go, Billy stopped."

I tried to get my hand out of his grip because the way he acting was ridiculous, he stopped and looked at me with with hurt fury and something else and yet he still managed to pull me in a trans.

"Y/n stop do you understand me." All I could do was nod, and the fact rhat everyone stopped what they were doing to look at us that mean Billy was serious.

"Hey Hargrove let her go! Y/n doesnt desever to be with a scumbag like you." Almost everyone in the snicker but but Billy didnt flinch not one bit.

Billy turn to face Jason the leader of the basketball team and his perfect little cult followers, I seriously dont know why Lucas joined the team.

I looked to see Lucas' face had an expression of worry but I reassured him I was fine. The next things Billy spoke was a shock. "Well Jason you can keep wanking off to my girl in the fuckin locker room, while I'm getting the real fucking thing!"

The gym erupted in ooohhhs, some people were shocked and others laughed. Billy laughed flash a delivish smile and slapped my ass. "Billy!!!" "WOO That's right baby your gonna be screaming my name!!."

With that he turn to drag me to his car but not before Lucas yealled, " I'm telling Max!!!" " Go ahead what do I care." Billy just kept moving he was a man on a mission.

I reluctantly got in the car, the evening ride turned into a late night drive into the night in his camaro and taking me to a open field filled with flowers and fireflies and it was beautiful. I thought it was something out of a fairytale a place I wouldn't think Billy belonged but it was Okay because if only he knew that I still yearned for him, he was my first and I wanted him to be my last.

" Billy its late what so you want, I have church in the morning." "Y/n...please I've missed you." "Yeah sure you do".

At this point we were in the field leaning on the hood of his car, with his arms wrapped around my waist and me in-between his leg. "Y/n, I'm a dam fool, I shouldn't have said any of that, I'm an asshole that should have realized what... what I lost but because of my pride... it got the better of me. I thought for a moment on to make him wait in anticipation and also he did look sincere. "So." "So."" Come on y/n your killing me here."

"Fine Biiilllllyy, but I'm gonna tell you this right now you have a lot of making up to do, especially with that ego of yours." "I know and I will with, do I have permission to kiss you."

He gave me an all to knowing smirk that I knew exactly what it meant and I've carved to see it so much." "Well dummy are you gonna kiss me!?." With that Billy picked me up and slid back of the hood of his car and slowly kissed me.

Slow and sweet billy pepperd my body with kisses as I was on top of him srattling his legs and through the thin fabric of my pantiess and uniform rub my clit agianst his boner and he proceeded to grab my wasit to push down harder on my clit and grinded our hips togther making are breathes quicken in pace all the while deepening our kiss and desire for each other.

He held me and climb off the hoof of his car and undressed me from cheerleader uniform, that was the first time I was touched by anybody. He laid me flat on the hood of his car as he hovered over me, kissing the nape of my neck trailing down all the way to my cunt at this point my body was bare, billy look up from between my thighs giving me a delivish grin. Then his next actions sent bliss all over my body "Billy" , "BILLY" I said a little louder "BiLly sTop Please I can't taake this it's too much", my face flush and warmed from the heat I felt running through my body.

I whimpered and moaned his name. I was almost at my climax screaming his name and then stopped. "Billy why'd you stop, Please keep going daddy."

Billy stop and hovered over me "Daddy, you like that, dollface."

I nod my head in anticipation and pulled him by the neck giving him giving him kiss all over his neck sure to leave some hockey's behind in the process, I hear billy moaning in my ear his eyes roll back I'm pleasure. "Shit y/n." He said in a low deep voice, "I can't take this any more, I'm gonna fuck you on the hood of my car and your gonna take like a good princess you are or are you gonna miss behave."

In my mind either way Billy would absolutely ravage me but I wanted the the whole experience so I missed behaved." And what I said no." " wrong answer sweetheart." Before I knew it Billy gragged me to my feet opened the car door proceeded to take a seat he finally took off his jeans which excited my body even more, his cocktail was dripping with pre-cum, he wasn't gonna be easy going on for the first.

" now princess look at this mess you caused, my cock is dripping be a doll and clean it up for me." I sat their on my need taking his cocktail all in but Billy was impatient and grabbed a fist full of hair, push my head towards his cocktail as much as I could take.

"Doll move your head back and forth, also don't use your theeth""Billy I know,its not my first time anymore." Still he guided my head as I sucked on his cock, I wanted to take in all of him so I pushed his hand away my hair and held his hands down. Every moan he'd make and cursed out loud " Fuck! baby you sure you haven't doing this before."

Mhm was all I could say I was too busy wanting to earn more moans from Billy, but he bent over causing me to take in more of his cock to slap my ass. I whimpered in pleasure and then he stopped my head to pull out I wined.

" Billy please I want your cock inside me" He smirked, " of course princess you deserve this cock." Billy told me to stay on my knees at the point you could tell it was gonna be sunrise soon from the way the night sky was changing colour.

He brought out a blanket for me to lay on pointed me towards the blanket of the soft bed of grass, billy turn his car on to play some music in t he background which I thought was romantic.

He came back with a condom but I told him, he wouldn't need it since I was on birth control. " you ready y/n." "Yes, Billy please." Billy slipped his cock inside of me, it was slightly painful but he waited a bit for me to be comfortable and then he slowly started to thrust in and out of me and waves of pleasure and ecstasy hit him.

Billy went faster over time and it was the Crack of dawn. I couldn't take it anymore I wrapped my arms and legs around his body making his go faster. Billy,Billy,Billy, please fuck me, cum inside me daddy take this pussy. "Yeah, y/n you want daddy to cum inside you are you my flighty little whore of a princess" He said while grunting.

He went faster and the pit in my stomach was gonna explode" Billy, Daddy please fuck, I'm Cumming!!!" " yeah then come for Billy, cum for you fucking daddy" I closed my eyes shut but he gave me hard and deep thrust. " y/n open your fuckin eyes and look at me while I fuck you."

I did what he told me to. " I'm the only one that gets to be cum inside this pussy do you understand, only me and I don't want you to fuckin make eyes at anyone else but fuckin me."

At this point I already came and tears were streaming down my face as I whimpered Billy's name to stop because the pleasure was too much. All the anger I have for him went away and my eyes rolled back. He was getting ready to come and I was hitting another climax.

" Fuck!Fuck!Fuck! I'm gonna fuckin come y/n ahhh fuck tell ne me I can fuckin breed you baby." Yes, Billy please cum for me." FUCK Y/N. "BILLY" we both screamed in pleasure Billy pushing himself deep inside me realsing his load shaking but continously pumping inside me.

Both our bodies laid down on the sheet our bodies a sweaty tangled mess, billy pulled me close to him at this point it was day break and the sunrise was beautiful, in that moment Billy was beautiful his curly hair now laid a tangle mess and his beautiful ocean eyes staring back at mine.

He pulled me close and peppered me with kiss all over my temple, Billy got up and and grabbed a spare blanket to cover us up along with a pack of particular cigarettes he liked to smoke.

I always told him that smoking was bad for his health but usually he grumbled and put it away as I'd always put it out or not let him kiss me because I didn't like the taste. "Y/n you still with me? He smiled and I smiled back. " Yeah I'm still here, what's up?" " Baby... no Y/n I'm sorry, for the things I said, your not easy, nor are you in anyway easy to manipulate.

That was an asshole move of me and I shouldn't have said what I said, just because I didn't want you getting to close to me. But before my ass rambles on and gets all sappy and shit." Billy lifted up my chin to makes sure I made eye contact with him, "BE my girlfriend, and be my one and only, and we can take it easy. I'm being serious and I'll make it up to you and I know I'm not perfect but-".

"Billy it's okay People say things they'll regret, yes I'll be your and yes we'll take it slow or as fast as you want, I know this isn't really your thing. But I'll make you learn to love one step at a time I'll be there." "Promise" "I promise Billy."

With that said I took out a cigarette and passed it to him and lid it, while he smoked he held me and we just listened to the tunes from his car, for the rest of that Sunday morning.

[kylie9]

hey ur toh self insert.. whats her backstory. and also her relationships with th e other characters and stuff also if u please..?

SEHS TH E COOLSTGIRL EVER....( i am the coolst girl ever ) Ok so this is the most roughest thing ever and i made it up while laying in bed but she is a silly little puppet or doll ( i cant decide to make her human or not but puppet is fun ^_^ ) but this is slightly an au where after the titans get destroyed and the collector is back to being lonely and about to be banished he just quickly leaves instead of staying and being laser beamed to NoWhere and the archiveists don't really care but can feel bad and are like uhhguhhhhhhh Heres a puppet I Guesss ( i like to think this can relate to his power to make puppets and influence it ^_^ ) and it was kind of blank and it was okay but got left behind as he got more talkative and social with belos so the puppet just collected dust it was kind of alive but not super amount being able to like think but not do much other than be used to play :-P and kind of just got forgotten and in this timeline the collector kind of gets realsed in a better manner instead of getting realsed and then Aploglclisp just get realsed and just a slight bit of anger at Belos as he builds up his little crown again in secret like in For the Future and he gets his own room like in the crown in the palace and belos is like erm ok stay here i guess whatever makes u happy thumbs up as he gets a headache from how much he's speaking all of his stuff gets brought down to the room including toys including PUPPET DOLL THING creature and he's like ohhhhhhhh :-) cool and idk really know what happens next other than Belos just sneaking in to find like anything to help him make this coven process go quicker etc etc find puppet go ok that's weird puppet gets conusisus since they arent in the middle of no where space and they talk, puppet can shapeshift VERY HELPFUL!( yes they still look like a puppet and act/dress very exgrattedly but usually its not noticeable until it goes on for like weeks/hours ) while hunter is away she can be the new hunter or caleb or luz or whoever mostly hunter but just in his golden guard outfit not his face usually since its pretty hard to keep that form pretty long, go sneak around pretending to be luz to trick eda into telling her more about key stuff, portal, titans blood etc insert scene where puppet luz and normal luz are just looking each other as she just walked in, fighting and screaming ( its kind of clear when its a puppet but in the moment i guess you dont notice the more extragged outfits, hair and movements ) luz talks to puppet doll person and is like you should Just find yourself and be yoruself and they are like Whag and then insert all episoid about learning about human and witch stuff and then BOOM they take the azura costume and kind of go back to belos not out of fear but Thats Where I live i dont know where else to go and i jsutgot here uaghh they got their outfit from luz's azura intererst really liking it and the hair and face from dolls around the isles and magenzises it took alot of trys to find hereself but here she is :3, belos is like aghhhhyour Like not just like flat anymore you have emotions and hair erm ok i can work with this and an awesome friendship devlops since kylie doesnt know anything about much and belos is like THE HUMANRELAMI S SOOOO COOL AND EPIC and it was just great so the coven is system is too and kylie is like ok ok taking notes ur awesome got it the collector was like WHAG MY PUPEPTIS A PERSON NOWBELOS WHAT but then was like this is fine new playmate woohoo they kind of just take of hunters spot in the caslte like they were doing before but now they have a name, look and personality and just hover around belos not really knowing where else to go and how to say much ( also she appears around season 2-3 :P )

[guideaus]

trigun ep 4 thoughts

i still hate wolfwood's design 😭

i still dont get why meryl/roberto are helping him, besides that being their role in the story

and how did vash let them take him, beyond ep 1's hijinks. i feel like if the show does what u to think he feels bad, he'd be isolating himself like hell

them hitting wolfwood w their car instead of just picking him up is so funny... how did they hit someone in the middle of nowhere...

wolfwood just fucking recovered??

i see he doesnt even try to call himself a priest here

why was a gas station in Worm territory

wolfwood's lollipop just turns into a cig?

i still hate roberto 😔

tongari <3

wolfwood found a pack of cigs ig and is not rationing

they made wolfwood a little straight forward..? i dont think he should exactly be performative like he was in the anime, but every other thing he says is kinda heavy handed? like the pacing for his character is too quick ig

esp w roberto (mr. Perceptive) labelling him as shady out loud

is wolfwood really saying "dork" over and over lol??

roberto has meryl's derringer...

i like wolfwood being difficult tho and not denying roberto's allegations

bit of a vashwood moment 😳

i also noticed at this bit it feels like vash is kinda in the back seat for the ep??

their yaoiz moment distracted them from a man straight up getting spirited away

vash and kids <3

i think its kinda funny that wolfwood has the "i couldve shot you this whole time >;)" attitude when like. hes joining vash in the gut of a sand monster thing

its v heavy handed either way, i wonder if stampede's trying to lead new audiences that he could be bad (? esp thru roberto's comments), or if its just like supporting wolfwood's self-hate (refusal to deny accusations, and even inviting others to cause him to act bad)

zazie's looking pretty craaazy, hope they are just doing that w his character...

wolfwood's just fucking twirling that thing around lmao?? they also made his gun more sci-fi'y

they dont even catch zazie or anything... where'd he go... and why did he do that lol

wolfwood's been promoted to teasing older bro

the characters are very animated, its cute

oh my god i didnt even notice but he really took the entire ep to introduce himself. i suddenly cant remember how he did it originally

so they revealed it like hes spying on them/not being truthful, like the manga did more than the anime if i remember right, but like... did he even have a plan?? he just get hit by a random car that he apparently knew vash was in, probably went "ahh i think theres a gas station around here... ☠", pretended with zazie, zazie sacrificed one of their sandworms for acting reasons, and wolfwood insists to stay...

stampede added some gate plotline? instead of knives just wanting to fuck up his bro to be like "see, humans suck" theyre apparently using morals to do... whatever? either trying to break his resolve or make him be bad??

also the plants look so lame. thats kinda sad :(

i thought the one big guy was gray the ninelives but theres more of them?

[spaceagebachelorstan]

rtc headcannons because ive fallen deep into this musical

noel drinks from wine glasses and exclusively wine glasses

ocean has a fringe/bangs but doesnt know how to grow them out so she just pins them up with headbands

ricky has so many badges its a problem at this point. just buckets upon buckets of badges.

i am making them all autistic bcs im autistic and i need more autistic characters damnit

ocean has a special interest in politics and literary analysis

noel has a special interest in france, poetry media analysis

sometimes they discuss different films and books together and yes they get very heated over their wildly differing interpretations

ricky (obviously) has a special interest in space and cats, but also video games.

constance has a special interest in autism itself, flower language and art history

penny (be aware i have not seen legoland yet so take this with a pinch of salt) has a special interest in animals and mythology

mischa has a special interest in horror and rap, as well as linguistics

noel speaks pretty good french. he uses duolingo but he hates the notifications because they annoy him at the most random times

ricky uses all pronouns, no preference. and by all, i mean ALL. you could bring out the boink/boinkself pronouns and shed be chill with it

constance really likes hot chocolate with cinnamon and two shots of caramel in it

penny has mild heterochromia. one eye is green and the other is a darker green with a brown rim

ricky has an aac, but they all know at least basic sign language. theyre still learning

ocean stims by bouncing on her tiptoes. one time she fell over in the middle of a big speech because she tipped forward. she was fine but very embarrassed. noel was no help

noel's mother is from a french-speaking provenance/precinct (i think thats what theyre called)

mischa owns two hats, but flips them inside out so it looks like he owns more

noel has tried white wine. he doesnt want to admit it but he absolutely despises it

penny has textural issues with anything slimy. she tried a facemask once and almost broke the wall from slamming so far backwards into it.

mischa has talia's number memorised, but still keeps a litle slip of paper in his phone case with her number on it

ocean colour codes EVERYTHING. if even a single colour is out of place on anything she will spend ages trying to fix it

everything noel owns is very low contrast, and most of it is some variation of dark, desaturated reds and blues or monochrome

ricky owns a pair of purple cat ears

ocean isn't one for sweet things but adores chocolate oranges.

most of the time they all eat lunch together in the choir room

penny is a vegetarian bcs she doesnt like the texture of meat, ricky is a vegetarian because hes allergic to red meat

when ocean found out noel works at taco bell she spent a week going up to him at work just because. she still goes occasionally. noel dies inside a little bit more each time

noel actually managed to convince some other kid to day the second line in the nativity play. hes still proud of that one

mischa really likes rasberries

ricky loves to sleep in hammocks, but its a pain getting in and out of them so they dont do it often

noel's mother owns a lot of old french dvds which is how noel got into them

constance is very good at playing instruments, like harmonicas and flutes.

noel used to buy those fake sweet cigarettes all the time and pretend he actually smoked. he didnt like the flavour though. too chalky

mischa really likes palma violets.

penny doesn't watch movies often, but when she does she asks a lot of questions

noel really likes dramas, but he doesn't say so that often

for a bonding activity they all made bracelets for eachother, but none of them knew how. they picked who theyd make the bracelet for out of a hat. ocean researched before hand and made a nice flower chain for penny. penny made a green singlet with star beads for ricky. ricky made a red bracelet with "bad egg yt" on it for mischa. mischa made a purple and white bracelet for constance. constance made a black and red bracelet with a rose charm on it for noel. noel made an orange and blue bracelet with a shell charm and the word "lake" on it for ocean

penny wears hers and constantly fiddles with it. ocean keeps hers despite being annoyed by the word. mischa wears his often, but its slightly small so hes very careful to make sure it doesnt snap. noel keeps his on his bedside. ricky wrapped his around one of his crutches. constance wears hers often as well, and keeps it in a small box specifically for the bracelet.

noel stims by rubbing his fingers and fixing his collar

ricky has made an entire map of the solar system zolar is on. zey made it on a giant piece of a1 paper and hung it by his bed

ocean is scared of boats. the irony is not lost on anyone. however noel is also scared of boats, so he doenst make jokes

penny eats paper sometimes. not often, but often enough to concern the choir. she prefers plain and hates tissue paper

noel owns a large notebook for his favourite pieces of poetry/writing to be written in. it has a large design of roses and skulls on the front and is on a fancy textured cover. he keeps it in pristine condition and has shown exactly two people that it even exists. his mother and mischa

mischa sends noel song clips to review and noel sends him poetry snippets

constance and penny spend evenings at the cafe together, they do their homework there and they talk for hours once shes finished

penny and ocean are actually pretty close, those two and constance sit together in most lessons and convince the teacher to put them in a three for pair activities.

noel knows talia is real and they're actually friends. mischa is glad they get along and someone else believes shes real.

this led noel to learning some ukranian and talia learning some english to avoid the hells of google translate

ocean began learning french to spite noel but actually quite likes the language

constance really likes the count of monte cristo

mischa canmot finish books for the life of him. he begins reading, gets bored and remembers twelve weeks later he even knew of the book

there is a singular shitty library in uranium in st. cassians. its old and decrepit but the librarian is nice.

ocean volunteers after hours in the library on thursdays and fridays

ricky and penny watch animal documentaries together. they also spend a lot of timw with rickys cats. penny loves them

noel has tried that french whipped cream hot chocolate and loves it

ricky doesbt like throwing away her clothes so they sew the holes up with penny and ass little patches on them.

constance and penny read together and penny likes to help constance in the cafe with things like sweeping and clearing tables

mischa and ricky are bros. they watch sci fi together, and tend to watch a lot of scifi horror

noel and ocean hate eachother in the "you are genuinely so insufferable. i never want to talk to you, no, i dont even want to see you again. of course we're still on for saturday i'll meet you at ten, see you there" kind of way

penny dyed her hair blonde and noel dyes his hair black. his natural hair is a pretty dark brown but he likes his dark dark.

the choir hang out every saturday. they do things like hang at the cafe or go to the mall.

in an everyone survives au, none of them like cars that much after the rollercoaster

post canon penny hosts memorials and told talia about what happened. she was devastated, but penny felt she needed to know. she also managed to stop taco bell from making the hungry hombre meal

noel cannot stand fast food after working at taco bell because hes seen how its made.

noel is friends with a coworker, a woman in her late thirties who knew his mother briefly in highschool.

ocean cannot handle spice at all. she can barely hold her own against the lowest spice rating on a nandos menue

ricky talks to noel about zolar and all xeir ideas for it. noel is fascinated by just how detailed and extravagent it all it, so he ignores the sexy cat people

ricky convinced the rest of the choir to watch cats. there is now a mandatory background check before each movie on movie nights

ocean wears a lot of yellow and blue

because of oceans oarents, she has very limited internet access, so she normally uses a laptop her parents dont know about, courtesy of constance, at the cafe

constance writes fics on ao3. not often, but she does. shes pretty good at it ngl

noel's mother actually gave him the monique wig

when asked for a self portrait noel gives two- one of monique and one of him, often side by side

will probbaly do more later, maybe focused more on shipping and identity bcs i wanna make one on that

[misqnon]

its march :3 (side note i think its funny that i chose march .. as a name.. to call myself. because i just like the name (and secretly i was thinking of the character from to you, my immortal/to your eternity) but it.. it was just march. march just ended. i only realized this connection yesterday.)

you would be CORRECT..!! see its Obvious. i think i would be way more embarrassed to pretend like ur wrong or gloss over ur guess bc thats ... .. the 2nd one just proves u right and the first one... is... is humiliating .... i will not go off anon tho this is comfy for me <3 (another side note. 20 minutes after giving myself a name . for ease. i was so embarrassed and ashamed LOL. like wow... i named myself when its already so obvious who i am....)

im really not much of a shipper tbh, especially with the straw hats cuz i love to see them as having familial relationships or just being real close friends but!!! one piece has definitely awakened something in me.. to ship characters. bc before i would never ship characters in media. i have.. various reasons for this. but the one piece fandom is so into shipping it has rubbed off on me a bit. i cant help it. i love hannyabul x magellan.

zoro is the perfect mix of cool and goofy, its so wonderful!!! using 3 swords is like the silliest thing in theory and then he busts out the most awesome moves with it and its like wow .. look at him. i cant imagine being zoro levels of bad at directions tho that is... impressive... /lh. DO PEOPLE CHOOSE LEAST FAVORITE STRAW HATS??? HOW DO THEY DO THAT .. tbh i dont consider people old til theyre in like their 50's or 60's (partly bc my parents are nearing their mid 60's and i see them as eternally youthful) but i feel like old man yaoi can include middle aged men!??? also tbh rayleigh (when hes old man-ified...) is really hot.. like young rayleigh is fine but old man rayleigh??? wow....

GOOD THING UR IN WHOLE CAKE ISLAND ARC SO U GET TO SEE KATAKURI SOON!!! cuz omg.... he is so lovely. he deserves so much love. crocodile is so popular!! i get the hype n i used to love him like that too.. but my interest has faded.. 😔 i do love the trans man croc and crocodad theories tho theyre so fun even if theyre not true. i love to imagine dragon (oh my god imagine dragons ...) as a guy whos still in love with his ex. i think that would be so silly .. and if his ex was croc??? that would be even sillier ... theyre perfect.

don't worry i have the sanji tiktoks saved for the day i work up courage 🫡!! pls DO send me more op stuff i love it !!!!

YES YES YES YES THATS THE WXACT VIDEO I WATCHED AHIFHSDJD!!! i was rly converted into a dub liker by That Alone!!!!

im real picky about voice acting tbh and japanese just makes it easier for me to like bc they have way cooler sounding voices. that "luffy... help me" scene with nami in arlong park will forever sound better to me in the sub rather than the dub . the voice crack!!! the helplessness!!! the way she squeaked it out, like it was the most painful thing to ask for help!!! ugh... big fan. i looked it up just now to rewatch and yeah i cried a bit 😎. also i just noticed her tears are rolling down her neck that is so real. anyways back to luffy,, yeah his voice acting makes him sound kinda more like... mature?? perhaps?? and he is a guy with endless youth and childish energy.. i dont like a luffy that sounds like. a teenager ... ofc i say all this having never watched a full episode of the dub so i could be super off LOL

the live action seems to play nami and zoro as much bigger grumps and ive heard zoro doesnt joke around much and im.... honestly rly worried to watch and be disappointed by that. although tbh nami not being super goofy makes sense to me .. zoro... my beloved zoro.. mackenyu (?) is a perfect zoro in terms of looks so i just hope i love his characterization of him too!!

i watched the april fools video!!!! i recognize that blob but idr the comic name.. very silly though i loved it. i guess i will have to do some pirating.. yarr mateys.

i can sit and watch shortform content for like 6 hours straight but as soon as i feel like i have to pay attention because im afraid of missing any context. suddenly my brain is out the window. i cant handle it anymore. ALSO IVE NEVER SEEN THAT COLORSPREAD??? DOFFY TONGUE PIERCINGS CANON??????

i ALSO loved younger joseph like he was so fun and goofy!!! and then he comes back as a gross old man who not only cheated but cheated with a MUCH younger woman.. and i was like wow!!!! suddenly you are disgusting!!! i will never pity that old man >:( (i will a little)

taking sanji away from oda and dressing him like a doll is Perfect. wonderful analogy. i love it. i keep thinking about dressing characters up like dolls so its topical to me specifically.

admittedly even as a transmasc person i didnt pick up on yamato being a trans guy at first. but all i had to do was look it up.. and read some ppls thoughts on it . and now i will defend him to the ends of the earth. its not hard to learn things that change ur perspective in this age of the internet !! i also agree he's done yamato dirty a few times . honestly when i see people listing reasons yamato isnt trans as like "he was drawn in a womens spread" or "he only identifies as a man because he idolizes a man" its. first of all its so exhausting. bc they always say the same few things. but also!! why did oda have to do him dirty like that!! 😭😭. i genuinely think that him being in a womens spread is probably just transphobia on oda's part (yes i think u can be transphobic towards ur own characters). but the whole "hes not trans because he wants to be *this* man not just *a* man" is so Weird?? like i usually love things being up to readers interpretation (even/especially lgbtq rep tbh) but i think yamato being trans could have been left up to interpretation in a better way?? or like he couldve just said "im a guy" at any point without the whole "because of this man i idolize" thing tacked on. idk if any of this makes sense. I'm trying to explain without spoiling anything LOL. hopefully i succeeded and ur still mostly spoiler free..

i havent written for any op characters before but i can imagine how easy it is!!! and somehow people still butcher their characters LOL its fucking insane. (im bitter)

law!!! yes hes SUPER popular. tbh i liked him real quick after the timeskip. it didnt take much for him to become one of my favorite characters!! all he has to do is make a shocked face every time he ends up going along with the straw hats antics. that is enough. sanji making sandwiches when theyre talking abt the alliance and law says "i dont like bread!!" and then his face of horror when he realizes what hes done .... its so beautiful... i love law and straw hat dynamics!!!

YEAH THATS FROM ONE PIECE PARTY. he actually shows up a lot in that series. i couldnt find all of it online but of what i could find... he was in almost every chapter. it was great. another amazing one piece party moment with law is. the sauna scene where they ask about his tattoos... i . i. i cant even explain how funny it is to me. my explanation could never do it justice.

actually a tierlist sounds Genius.. i am going to make a tierlist. wait for me... i will send it.. whenever im done .. although i dont kno w how to send images... ill find out .

choso is seriously the love of my life (i have many) hes so .. he is so special to me. i have been drawing for a large portion of my life but i spent a long time not taking it seriously out of fear . fanart has reignited my ambition to get better at art!!! its great. thank u hyperfixationions. thank u special interests. thank u audhd.

ok honestly ive never abt eye colors?? i saw recently that robins eyes are actually supposed to be brown not blue tho.. and like... wow... both are so lovely i cant decide what i like more.

to give u an answer though i will brainstorm what eye colors i think they all have!!

luffy: tbh.. like a light reddish brownish color.. i have reasons for this but i cant tell u yet.

nami: a soft orange. she is just so orange. or green!! like the leaf on an orange..

zoro: i... i have no idea for him??? grey?? white?? pink???? green?? im just listing colors?? actually white sounds pretty cool tho.. or maybe a super pale yellow?? that also sounds cool to me..

usopp: his eyes r definitely yellow or green

sanji: ive seen blue and brown for him but tbh as a blue eyed dirty blonde.. i like brown eyes better. i choose brown

chopper: theyre brown. he has big doe eyes. i love deer and their freaky giant eyelashed eyes.

robin: yeah blue or brown are both lovely on her!! tbh i loved her pre timeskip design especially bc the highlights in her hair matched her eyes.. and it was such a nice contrast with her skin color. so i have to choose blue.

franky: my blue eyed king. i love u american boy. they match his hair

brook (for funsies, despite never seeing his eyes): hes gotta have something wacky... rainbow eyes... rainbow.. yes rainbowm.. perfect . ok but actually if i were to choose id choose purple. light purple.

overall i think i chose pretty basic answers (lotta brown and blue). i love brown eyes they r so pretty . also this was very fun to think about???? thank u for asking??? pls tell me what ur headcanons r!!

no yeah i thought possibly it was a name but i was like “haha march anon. bc its march. yea”

jvbhc IT WASNT OBVIOUS WHO YOU WERE TO ME i did not have a guess at all until you said it was obvious and then i got a reply on my post that same day after that that had ur similar typing style and i was like. 👁️oh. KJFNKDSN but yes ur free to stay on anon if u want!! but my dms are always open too 👍

i was a big shipper when i was like. a teenager. and then i grew out of it UNTIL ONE PIECE…IDK WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED AND IM REALLY EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT </3 THOUGHT I WAS OVER THIS DAMN STUFF!! i jokingly refer to zosan as my one piece yaoi to my friends. they hate it. so do i,

p.s. the end of that paragraph. took me for a loop. i . WAS NOT EXPECTING HANNYABUL X MAGELLAN SKVNFKD BUT SO TRUE. SO TRUE ‼️

zoro IS a perfect balance its no wonder he’s so well liked (even tho...a lot of dudebros seem to ignore his silly side). whenever i ask someone their favorite one piece character im just expecting them to say zoro tbh. like yea that’s the correct answer. KDNKS not really but its definitely the one i see being most popular. and YES his 3 swords are cool enough but the earrings. does oda know how hard he went giving zoro 3 gold dangly earrings on one ear. like does he know

and you’re right about rayleigh. my friends tell me i am an old man chaser and therefore i am biased but u see my vision. he’s literally hotter when he’s old. it’s the silver fox look.

I KNOW I GOTTA BE SO CLOSE. AHHAGHHH. when i get to katakuri best believe the liveblog will go crazy

my interest has kinda faded with croc too as he hasnt shown up as much…but i know he comes back and when he DOES show up im always so pleasantly surprised i gotta list him. I 1000% think he’s trans (though i dont believe the part about him being luffy’s mom. however. i do enjoy the content that comes from it bc its an interesting concept. and dragon as his ex works weirdly well and is so fucking funny imagining dragon (oh my god i did it too…) missing his ex. 

WOOHOO!!!! AWAITING THE SANJITOKS WITH BATED BREATH. i love that the brook video is making its way around bc its actually a joy. sub does sound “cooler” usually but it just sounds so foreign to me at this point (not foreign in the literal sense of being a diff language. like. just sounds Wrong after being so used to dub.) hold on i need to watch that scene sub now [...]

OKAY. SO. TWO VERY POWERFUL SCENES: i watched both nami’s “help me” at arlong park and robin’s “i want to live” at enies lobby in both sub and dub just now…and for those two in particular. damn theyre actually ALL GOOD?? LIKE ALL REALLY WELL DONE?? although. my favorite dub moment by far. is robin’s “i want to live” in dub. her english voice is my fav compared to the sub by far. if you havent heard it i HIGHLY recommend you check it out like please. for me. literally gives me chills every. time.

tbh that is one of my only major issues with the live action. i actually prefer live action luffy (DONT KILL ME. ITS ONLY BY A LITTLE BIT. INAKI IS JUST SO WONDERFUL AND ITS A COOL ALTERNATE TAKE TO HIS CHARACTER. HE’S..NICER. MORE KIND? BUT NOT IN A WAY THAT I FEEL ERASES MANGA/ANIME LUFFY) tbh the live action tweaked each character a bit. nami is more serious and grumpy, zoro is WAY TOO EDGY?? (zoro is the one i was least happy with) and isnt boisterous nor does he laugh enough (esp for early/pre ts zoro) he does great with the action scenes though. usopp is the closest but he feels more like. suave about his lying whether than nervous? i dont mind it tho. jacob is great. taz is a good sanji but melontee once called him “chad british sanji” and now i cant get tht terrible phrase out of my head KJDNFKVN it really is a fun ride tho!! 

YES THAT COLORSPREADDDD i saw once that apparently the color spreads arent “canon” but whatever. thts not the point. the point is oda has drawn him with tongue piercings which mean he has considered doffy with tongue piercings. its canon to Me

im literally planning to write a fic where sanji goes back to kamabakka with the strawhats and gets forced into doing Kamabakka Island Things (read: gay shit) by Iva even tho he’s embarrassed bc his crew his there. rewriting kamabakka to be better is my favorite past time

u did a good job with the yamato explanation, i already was aware of a lot of that/dont feel spoiled at all! and i agree completely to all of those points. i feel like he Almost wanted to do trans rep but maybe wanted an out ?? or was too scared to go full send with it?? or is just being transphobic lmao. yea. yes to ur whole paragraph basically

law’s “i dont like bread” is iconic ksdnkdc. also ur description of “all he has to do is make a shocked face every time he ends up going along with the straw hats antics” just makes me imagine law pogging all the time. i think that alone just made me like his character more than before KSADNC

I LOOKED UP THE ONEPIECE PART PANEL. “PENIS DEATH” DFKN DF CHOPPA !?!?

if u make a tierlist i will make one…i might have made one b4 actually…i will look. 

HELL YEAA i recently made a bingo for my fav characters across fandoms. u should tell me if u share any . and i think i have it turned on so people can send media in asks?? if not, my submissions are also open

and yes. keep drawing. always and forever as long as its fun!! dont be scared. ur supposd to enjoy it!

yea robin’s eyes are brown in the manga but blue in the anime! i think it was either an error or oda was like “yea whatever thats fine” lmao

luffy’s…”i have reasons for this but i cant tell u yet.” HELLO?? IM SCARED. personally i feel like he has dark brown!!

omg..i like nami’s canon brown eyes but orange or green would be cute!

i 1000% want grey eyes for zoro. i know whenever they stylize the irises in the anime they just color them grey for sanji and zoro but like. for zoro they actually really Work…though i think when u CAN see his irises in colored manga art they’re usually brown? the other most popular option i see people give him in fanart is gold/yellow tho!

VERY INTERESTING USOPP CHOICE?? I WAS GONNA SAY BROWN LIKE NAMI’S BUT MAYBE A BIT DARKER (lighter than luffy’s tho)

ive gotten so used to blue eye sanji bc thats how EVERYONE draws him but in the most recent colorspread…bro. tell me those arent brown. and i recently found other examples with oda colorign his eyes brown, so i think he has a situation similar to robin’s. i prefer brown eyes and brown eyed sanji is so hansome but like. i saw his blues so much that now im torn

i think i actually agree w you about robin for the exact same reason! and bc so many of his characters seem to have brown in “canon”

omg. i havent thought abt franky a lot but hear me out…pink?? i just think it would look good with his hair,

also i consulted this post for what i think their “canon” colors are (in manga)!

RAINBOW EYES FOR BROOK…GAY ASS OLD MAN…light purple would actually look good behind his glasses in his human form!

i might not be able to reply in the next couple days bc i always write so much in these that i sit down to do it at my laptop but i'll keep an eye out and get back to u when i can 🥸

ps...what are ur favorite arcs...

[realm-of-rosie]

✎ Softy Hours | Genshin Impact

↠ Diluc, Tohma, Ayato, Xiao × Reader

↠ Fluff | Scenario

↠ Before You Read:

more brainroooooot hello, im supposed to be sleeping so i can have breakfast with my siblings later for the lolz oh well, brainrot doesnt exactly let you sleep-

AND AYATO SIMPS ARE FUNNY BECAUSE CANONICALLY, HE DOESNT HAVE A FACE OR PHYSICAL PRESENCE- anyway, im hilarious because im totally in love with the version of him in my head 🥰🤡

↠ Rules for Requesting | Masterlist

• diluc teaching you how to play the card games he learned from his father and the older knights when he still was a member of the knights of favonius one stormy night under candlelight to ease yours and his boredom while the rain beat on the windows of the dawn winery.

seeing a familiar and almost forgotten gleam of excitement and amusement in your eyes - the same one his elders used to tease him about - the more you play and the more you win, his heart tells him that playing with the intricately designed cards with slightly worn out edges doesn't need to be a bittersweet memory anymore.

• tohma with a habit of kissing every part of your face except your lips. your eyelids, your cheeks, your nose, the side of your lips, your forehead, but not your lips. or at least, he tends to save your lips for last.

secondly, he loves penguin kisses. tohma's nose rubs against yours affectionately, his lips just barely hovering above yours nothing but a breath away and they form a smirk when you frown and swat at his chest. he takes his time to shower you in love and adoration, and to him, the kiss on the lips are the final seal before he sends you on your way packed with the fluttering sensation of affection on your skin.

• ayato doesn't even try to maintain his composure or act like the proper gentleman he was during the meeting he just had 5 minutes ago. he relaxes, he eases up, whatever front he puts up falls apart because with you, there's no need for it.

during dinner, he pretends to wipe away the bit of sauce that smeared on your cheek, only to sneakily smear even more and laugh at the scandalized look on your face. ayato pretends to loudly snore when you're barely on the brink of falling asleep and narrowly dodges your drowsy attempts to clamp your hand over his mouth and goes to sleep with a smile on his face and his hand slowly dragging up and down your back.

• xiao and the process of getting comfortable with you. he slowly has to ease into it of course, scared of rubbing off his karma and bad luck onto you.

but when he does, you wake up in the middle of the night to feel his nimble fingers slipping under your shirt to gently rub his thumb over the swell of your hips. he kisses your palm while he traces patterns on and reads your fortune from it, xiao would abruptly kiss the back when he had it intertwined with his. verbal affection through metaphors and other figures of speech, all translating to forms of i love you, i care for you, i adore you and all other terms of endearment, sometimes in a language unfamiliar to you, leave his lips.

[1990jeevas]

goth kid headcanons, gimmie. -Batz 🖤💜

cracking my knuckles and snickering gayly lets go

pete:

-ends up being the shortest goth by the time theyre all in high school (with the exception of firkle who is still in middle school, but he is also taller)

-hello trans dude. i see u. he/they/it + neos

-listens to evanescence more than he'd like to admit

-his favorite color is teal but it doesnt look good on him so he sticks with red and purple, both of which he likes and looks good in

-he is absolutely horrendous when it comes to dying his hair despite the fact that his hair is the hardest to dye and maintain out of all four of his friends. you'd assume he wouldve learned at some point after years of having it done but he is just Clueless. henrietta is the one who bleaches and dyes it red, michael helps with buying him stuff thatll maintain the color longer, firkle reminds him when he needs a touch up. his hair would be a mess without them.

-writes to fruitiest poems about michael but like. in the most gruesome ways possible? like they are very gorey but in a romantic way. michael finds them endearing. firkle would be lying if he said he wasnt a bit concerned.

-going off that ^ pete is a hopeless romantic and his love language is gift giving. he's always getting the homies shit they dont need but he knows they want and it's gotten to the point where they have to not say when they like things just so he stops spending money

-has a big sweet tooth (which is basically canon, have yall seen how much sugar he puts into his coffee?) but he pretends he doesnt

michael:

-is very bad with expressing himself verbally so he writes long ass essays when he is upset or needs help or whatever and gives them to the goths

-the groups resident slur sayer. stop calling ur boyfriend a faggot in public before u get ur shit rocked pls-

-is on honor roll and he is embarrassed by it just bc south park gives them like. t shirts and shit as a "reward"? it's weird as fuck.

-wants to be a piercer when he gets older, has given firkle and pete a couple piercings

-has a stick and poke of a cat on his ankle from craig. it was an odd experience but he still likes it.

-his favorite movie is donnie darko. he does not understand the plot At All.

-even tho giving (+ recieving) compliments makes him uncomfortable, he tries to give them to his friends bc he knows they all get shit from other people for various reasons and he doesnt want it to affect them. he hopes it balances out or smth

-him and henrietta have best friend necklaces made out of resin encased bugs

-has broken his nose at least twice in a moshpit

-really likes collecting rocks <3

henrietta:

-is the mom friend but like. an aggressively caring way.

-is naturally a blonde but she dyes her hair black. only her family and the goths really know

-also on honor roll but she is very proud of it <3

-she is tall!! like 5'11" ish!!!

-is the laziest when it comes to doing makeup out of the four of them. literally just puts on bottom eyeliner then Goes. meanwhile pete and firkle are out here doing a full face every morning and michael is color correcting his eyebags just to REAPPLY MAKEUP OVER THEM.

-wears rings on every single finger bc she likes the jingle jangle

-always writes personalized stories for each goth during the holiday season

-really good at math but hates doing it

-resident mean lesbian <3 just wants her boys to shut up so she can think about Girls

-does the whole groups nails every week for funsies

-her room has an oogie boogie shrine that freaks michael out. he is not a fan of the big bag man. thinks the movie mightve given him a lasting fear of Just oogie boogie.

-has somehow befriended kenny wendy and pip. they are her normie exceptions <3

-weirdly good at fps games considering she doesnt like them

firkle:

-threatens everyone. sometimes he means it. he is like the worlds shittiest chihuahua that just barks at everyone and you can never tell when he's gonna actually bite.

-trans dude no2. he/it. maims cis peo-

-listens to n unhealthy amount of metal music in his free time

-very into candles and incense, it drives pete crazy bc he has a sensitive nose

-the other goths have never seen his house bc firkle thinks his parents would be very weird about him having only older friends

-has a soft spot for shows like beyblade digimon and adventure time

-once watched all of switched at birth by himself just so he had something new to complain about everytime he met up with the goths. they offered to watch with him and he gave a very firm no.

-wants a pet opossum more than anything

-love language is being way too protective of ur friends who are way older than you and can handle themselves

-big dnd nerd

-in dire need of a regular sleep schedule but he also hates sleeping bc it feels like "wasted time"

-doesnt like asking for help but he tries to anyways bc he knows it makes the others happy

[cryptidmullet]

more renga headcanons bc i miss them

- rekis not one to like. hide his praise or anything he compliments langa a lot but just. every so often he'll grab langas wrist and look at him all soft and say "youre amazing langa" very reminiscent of how langa praises him and it just makes langa feel so fucking mushy and in love

- rekis used to affection from his family but thats kinda it and langas family was never super affectionate but he felt loved still but after his dad died he just felt super lonely but when they meet and start getting super close they both just feel like theyre overflowing with love both given and received and i just thinks that beautiful

- rekis chronically bad at opening bottles bc they hurt his hands and hes always embarrassed but he goes up to langa and is like. open please. and langa does KKFMSMFND

- it gets to the point he'll just go up to him with a bottle and langa will open it without being prompted

- yknow when youre really tired and you feel like youre floating in the ocean reki has that but he feels like hes rolling back and forth on his skateboard

- since he first started skating the movement and feeling got so ingrained in him that he'll be sitting at his desk or laying in bed and just feels the sensation of tick tacking like hes not moving he just can feel it like a ghost in his muscles and brain

- sometimes reki just wants to. stand on his board like not do anything just stand on it so he stores skateboards in his room and when he gets restless he'll just stand on one for a little bit

- reki talks to himself a lot he'll be doing some mindless task and then have a pretend conversation with nobody without even realizing it

- whenever reki cries or gets choked up about smth drinking water for some reason makes him feel better

- reki pokes the twins' bellies and blows raspberries on them to make them laugh :)

- langa cant pick up rice with chopsticks when he first moves to okinawa and reki makes fun of him but still teaches him how to do it

- langa has acne along his jawline its just bumpy and stuff

- reki wakes up and then lays in bed watching videos as long as he can before he gets up 

- he also holds his phone like two inches away from his face

- reki uses dark mode langa uses light mode until reki notices it forcibly changes it

- rekis phone is always at like really low brightness bc his eyes are sensitive

- its battery is also always low bc its an old phone and it takes forever to charge

- he takes a lot of pictures and videos of langa just for no reason half of them are blurry and out of focus and langas not paying attention but he keeps all of them

- he has a bookmark on instagram called 'langa' and its full of stuff that reminds reki of him or he wants to show him later

- langa and reki pair up for a presentation once and when theyre presenting they cannot stop laughing reki says um and pauses for a moment too long and langa does one of those long nose exhale laughs and it makes reki snort and then they keep messing up and barely get through it and when they walk back to their desks they shove each other while the class laughs

- langa has a really cheap purple phone case he got at walmart and rekis like dude thats so boring so he makes stickers for him to stick to it

- langa loves them but he also has this weird anxiety about putting stickers places bc he likes them and doesnt want to eventually get rid of whatever the sticker is on but reki tells him he'll make him more whenever he gets another phone so hes okay with it

- langa doesnt really fidget unless hes nervous and then he twists his fingers around but when hes sitting he rolls his right ankle a lot and his foots like always twitching really minutely 

- reki carries around a hairband partly for his sisters (and eventually langa) and partly so he can fidget with it

- langa carries one around too for the same reason but one day reki forgets it during work so langa gives it to him bc he looks restless 

- and langa kinda feels really bare and doesnt know what to do without it so he just rubs his wrist a lot but he doesnt mind 

- reki will get up to go do smth but just sit down curled in a ball on the floor bc he gets distracted for whatever reason and after like 20 minutes of scrolling through his phone hes like wait what was i doing

- reki has a scar on his lip/chin bc he bailed really hard and hit his chin on the concrete and bit through his lip 

- langas a dry ass texter when he and reki first meet bc he didnt really have anyone to text before

- but eventually he googles how to turn auto caps and everything changes

- hes actually funnier over text sometimes bc hes less restrained 

- hes made a ur mom joke and then was like wait i take it back i love your mom im sorry :c 

- and he points out every time reki misspells a word just to annoy him

- reki scrolling through tiktok and he randomly starts crying at a wholesome video and langas like.. you good man and rekis like look at this FRICKING tiktok dude and then langas crying too KFMSMFND

- obligatory "we make a good team" line idk the context ill think about it later but theyre gay they have to say it

- langa promised his mom hed go to the store but had to do a last minute shift at dope sketch and rekis like oh ill do it for you i already know what you get

- langa has a sweet tooth he loves candy and hot chocolate and all that stuff and reki is lowkey an enabler he always brings candy w him or has a bag in his room

- when reki laughs he wraps his arms around his stomach and hes the type to go silent when he laughs hard enough

- he'll go from standing normally to bent over to crouched down to falling and rolling on his back or side from laughing so hard

- its pretty rare but sometimes he snorts in the middle of a laugh too

- when langas laughing Really hard its loud and kind of wheezy and almost like a cackle and he covers his mouth most of the time just out of habit

- he curls up when he laughs too so he'll be laying on rekis bed or the floor and reki says smth that catches him totally off guard and he starts fucking cackling and brings his knees up to touch his forehead hitting his leg and wheezing

- langa helps reki teach chihiro and nanaka how to ride a bike and the four of them go on little bike rides together occasionally

- the twins pulling on langas pant leg until he bends down so they can whisper gibberish in his ear and the first time langa is like ??? but then he learns to just laugh and nod 

- all of rekis sisters coming into rekis room while langa is there to be like :D langa :D and reki herding them out and yelling we're busy and then just flopping on his bed to continue scrolling through his phone in silence

- reki does the older sibling thing and just stands in koyomis doorway 

- miya makes a meme reference that reki doesnt get and hes like god youre old and it wounds reki on a personal level

- reki has a piece of graphite just like permanently stuck in his leg bc when he was younger his friend accidently stabbed him with it and it broke off and just. stayed there

- reki gets super obsessed with one song for a week or two and he'll listen to it on loop like 10 times in a row and he learns the lyrics to them no matter the language and by proxy langa always has the stuck in his head

[atlabeth]

right where you left me - zuko x fem!reader

summary: after his betrayal in the crystal caves, zuko returns to the fire nation a hero, leaving a fallen ba sing se behind him. but what happens to the girl he left behind, a girl who only knew him as lee?

a/n: this piece is less about him leaving her for someone else and more about. him literally leaving her and because of how many secrets he has she literally has no fucking idea what happened to him #just zuko things

but anyways this song has been stuck in my head for like, the past 2 weeks so i had to write something about it even though it strays from the meaning a bit

ALSO (god i never shut up do i) this became a lot different than it started out?? but i kinda had fun with it lol everyone pray for this mc that she doesnt get murked by the dai li 🙏🙏🙏

wc: 2.7k

warning(s): fluff followed by angst, no happy ending but it's not THAAT BAD you'll be fine

-

She wasn’t exactly sure when everything fell apart.

It was like everything was normal, until— until it just wasn’t. Not very eloquent, but… it was the truth.

And before it all went wrong, she was fighting a losing battle against her lovestruck heart.

Y/N couldn’t pinpoint the moment she began to notice the cute server boy that worked at the tea shop. Maybe it was the first time she stepped into the shop with her friends, who would whisper about him the whole time, stealing glances at him whenever they could. She remembered scolding them, insisting that they leave the ‘poor tea boy alone and let him do his job’.

She was sure that he had overheard her, and she couldn’t make eye contact with the boy for the entire rest of the visit.

(He had. It was the first genuine smile that had graced his features in weeks.)

Or maybe it was the first time she went there alone — Y/N wasn’t particularly a fan of tea, but something had drawn her back through the entrance of the Jasmine Dragon.

It certainly wasn’t convenience. Y/N lived in the Lower Ring, only able to travel through to the other levels through her work passport — if she ever fancied anything other than delivering silks and marking down orders, she was forced to rely on pure luck or old fashioned City Block trickery. It was a miracle she had avoided capture by the Dai Li for so long. Every time she stepped foot into the tea shop was testing fate as it was in the Upper Ring, but she couldn’t help herself.

It wasn’t for the company. Y/N had made quite a few friends outside of her social standing simply because of her work — girls from the Middle Ring still required jobs, and making and delivering fabrics was far from the worst. During long nights spent sewing and stitching and early mornings delivering, she had managed to forge friendships with a couple of the more tolerant girls, and that was how she ended up at the Jasmine Dragon that day — but every other time she entered the shop she went alone. She sometimes saw customers that likely forgot her face the second she left their doorstep, but other than that she knew no one there.

No, as much as she tried to deny it, the scarred teenager who worked in the tea shop had caught her interest, as well as her affections.

She figured he was a refugee like herself because of his scar, though it seemed he fared far better than her in every other aspect — steady job at the best tea shop in the city, clothes that weren’t threadbare, and an Upper Ring apartment. Truly, she had no idea how he had done it.

One day, while she sat at her usual table in the corner merely pretending to read through the menu, the boy began to approach her little corner of solace. She immediately averted her eyes, already able to feel her cheeks heating up — spirits above, she was in far too deep — when he did the last thing she expected.

He sat down in the chair across from her along with the tray he had been holding, containing two cups and a teapot, and offered her a small, though slightly strained, smile.

“Hi,” he began. I’m uh, Lee. I work here.” His eyes wandered around as if looking for an escape, and he suddenly thrust the ceramic cup towards her. “Tea?”

Y/N set down the menu and nodded as she took it, her blatant surprise shown in her wide eyes. She was afraid of completely embarrassing herself if she opened her mouth, so she chose not to.

He scratched the side of his head uncomfortably and continued to glance around — she noticed his leg bouncing as he tapped his foot against the floor; it seemed he couldn’t keep still — until he finally spoke up again. “Do you come here often?”

“Yeah!” Calm down, you are coming off way too eager. “I mean, yeah.. sometimes. I don’t actually like tea that much.”

His brows knit in confusion. “I see you here every day. Why would you be here all the time if you don’t like tea?”

Because I’m hopelessly attracted to you. “Well.. why’d you ask if I come here often when you already know I do?”

His cheeks burned bright red and he averted eye contact once more. “I’m, uh— not that good at conversations.”

She covered up her smile with a sip of tea, tickled pink to know the object of her affections was nowhere as suave as she had imagined him to be. It made talking to him much easier. “I don’t mind. I’m not the best either.”

“My Uncle told me that I had to say something to you instead of just staring at you all the time,” he muttered. Y/N nearly choked on her tea but managed to cover it up with a well-placed cough.

“You stare at me all the time?” she asked innocently.

If it was possible, Lee turned an even brighter shade of red as he attempted to sputter out an excuse. “No! I mean— I— sometimes, but— I promise, it’s just—”

Y/N laughed, the tension in their interaction steadily melting away. “It’s alright. I come here to stare at you all the time, so I’d say we’re even.”

The conversation only flowed from there, coming to a reluctant end when Y/N admitted she had to get back to work. Zuko had to as well, but he was sure that his uncle would’ve let him talk the night away without doing a smidge of work if it meant spending time with the girl he had been crushing on since the moment she walked in.

Y/N returned the next day, and the next, and the next after that. She showed up to the tea shop every day for two weeks straight, each time during her shift — and even though she was berated endlessly by her superior, it was worth it for Lee — and each time they talked for at least an hour.

The boy seemed to come out of his shell more and more each day and it pleased Y/N to no end that she had been able to help him. They talked about everything from work to life in Ba Sing Se (he was very impressed at the lengths she put into traveling through all the rings without getting caught) to types of tea; truly everything and anything at all — they never got too personal though. Y/N had her secrets, Lee had his, and they respected each other’s privacy.

At the end of one day, after having talked away Lee’s whole shift, he popped the question that had been nagging him since their first conversation:

“Will you go out with me?”

Y/N gave the most enthusiastic yes, and after a few minutes of planning, they parted ways once again — though not without a kiss on the cheek from Y/N.

(Zuko’s face was red for twenty minutes after, and he was so dazed that he nearly dropped every order he carried during that time.)

As for Y/N, she bounded home with a little skip in her step, and for the first time in a long, long while, she was looking forward to the future.

-

It was mid-day when the message came in, marking around six hours until the anticipated date. Zuko couldn’t manage to keep himself still due to a healthy mix of nerves and excitement, which led him to taking a broom to every corner of the tea shop for the hundredth time. When it was revealed that they had been invited to serve tea to the Earth King, his uncle couldn't have been more ecstatic, insisting they leave then and there.

“Wait!” Zuko took a piece of paper from the counter and tore off a smaller piece, then scrawled out a message.

“Y/N,

We were called to the palace to serve tea to the Earth King. If you come by while we’re gone, don’t worry. I can’t wait to see you tonight and tell you all about it.”

-Lee”

“In case she comes by while we’re gone,” he explained, much to his uncle’s pleasure. Iroh grinned, a hint of admiration laced in.

“You really do have feelings for her, don’t you?”

“I do,” he admitted with a soft smile.

Iroh gave him a firm pat on the shoulder. “Then I suppose we should serve some tea worthy of her affections.”

“Not even you can ruin this, Uncle,” he joked as he pinned the letter to the outside of the door. Zuko then lifted the tea tray and the pair began to make their way to the palace.

Zuko heard a noise behind him and instinctively turned, eyes darting around searching for the source, but ultimately passed it off as paranoia as he takes a few quick steps to catch up with his uncle. After all, one doesn’t spend months on the run without developing some.

If he had been looking more carefully though, he would’ve seen his note missing from the door of the tea shop along with flashes of green darting away from the scene.

-

Y/N had managed to scrounge up a few extra silver pieces — quite literally, as she ended up digging through her cushions — and rewarded herself with a dress to call her own. It was nowhere near as fine as the outfits of the women she saw every day in the Upper Ring, but it was far better than the threadbare tunics and work uniform she usually sported.

In the scheme of things, it was a stupid, stupid purchase, but she felt like she deserved something special after months of thankless work. She was a teenage girl, and she deserved to act like one for just a night.

They had agreed to meet around the front of the Jasmine Dragon, which meant even more careful maneuvering to get through all the measures taken to keep the rings separated. Y/N hated her job, but she couldn’t deny the usefulness of the work passport — she simply had to look like she was working to fool the guards at the wall. She didn’t necessarily want to bring a basket of silks to a first date, but she was sure he would understand.

Y/N found herself in the Upper Ring before she knew it and took her time on the way to the Jasmine Dragon. The soft night breeze was cool on her skin, a welcome change from the usual humidity of the day. The tea shop was closed by this time so she knew there would be a wait — after all, he had told her to look her best, so she expected the same from Lee.

Only the wait turned out to be much longer than she had thought. It had been thirty minutes, and there was still no sign of the boy with the scar. Y/N decided to give him the benefit of the doubt — they were busy people, maybe something came up that they had to take care of immediately. He wouldn’t stand her up — Lee wasn’t that kind of person, and she was certain his uncle wouldn’t let him stand a girl up.

Forty five minutes.

An hour.

An hour and a half.

Nothing.

Y/N felt like an idiot. She had let herself get excited — the thought of this date was the only thing that got her through the workday. She had gone against her better judgement and splurged on a dress, a thought that only embarrassed her now, just to get stood up by the first boy she had opened herself up to in years.

As she wandered home, she was reminded that there was a reason she never got her hopes up.

-

After the night she had, Y/N had no desire to go back to work, but there were a plethora of other girls that would gladly take her job if she quit. So she hauled herself out of the slab of wood she called a bed, fixed a bland breakfast, dressed in her usual uniform (first thing tomorrow, she was returning that damned dress), and set off for another glorious day.

The streets of the Lower Ring were never less than completely crowded, but when Y/N stepped out of her apartment she was met by a peculiar sight — the middle of the street was completely empty whereas the sides were filled with bunches of anxious, whispering citizens.

She had seen stranger things in her time in the city, so she brushed it off as mass hysteria and continued on her way — that is, until she felt a sudden hand encircle her wrist and pull her towards the side.

A yelp escaped her and she initially tried to free herself when she caught sight of the perpetrator. She recognized him, and though she couldn’t place his name, she figured she was safe.

“What are you doing?” she hissed.

“Saving you from that,” he shot back, pointing a finger down the street. She turned to see what that was, only to see her worst fear marching down the street. The Fire Nation had invaded.

Y/N gasped, the sharp intake of breath like a dagger through her heart. The army of komodo rhinos seemed never-ending, and images of the invasion of her home years ago flashed before her eyes.

“The Dai Li took down the walls,” he murmured. “Let the Fire Nation right in. They’ve been marching through all morning, marking their territory.” The man’s face screwed up in disgust and he shook his head. “I’ll tell ya what they are— damn traitors, that’s what!”

But Y/N wasn’t paying attention to his tirade. She was dimly aware of the crowd on either side of her, the same fear struck into their hearts by the brigade, and she began to back away.

“I— I have to go,” she said suddenly, eyes shooting around wildly once again to find the best path while remaining undercover. Once she had a solid plan, Y/N darted into the shadows and began to run.

The Dai Li had taken down the outer wall, but they hadn’t bothered with the one separating the Lower Ring from the rest of the city — figures. Luckily, she had the element of surprise on her side from the invasion and was able to make her way to the Upper Ring with some careful maneuvering and a little bit of luck.

She skidded to a stop in front of the Jasmine Dragon and felt her heart sink at the sight of closed doors. She peered through the window and was met with nothing but a dark, empty room. Y/N whirled around and flagged down a nearby shopkeep, but he reported that it had been dark all day, no one coming in or out.

Y/N thanked him for his information and began her cautious trek home, only dimly aware of her surroundings, the newfound knowledge weighing heavy on her mind.

-

The Jasmine Dragon reopened the next day. Though there were questions about the sudden disappearance of the best tea maker in the city and his nephew, they quickly faded into the background. Though the tea declines in quality, it isn’t noticeable enough for anyone to care — they have bigger issues to worry about these days.

Sometimes it feels like Y/N is the only one who remembers Lee and Mushi, the timid, scarred boy with a hidden heart of gold and his amiable uncle who somehow knew more about yourself than you did. She looks back on her memories with the boy fondly, continuing to hold onto the mundane hope that he’s alright and will, one day, come back for her. After all, he still owes her a date.

But she isn’t aware of his true identity as Zuko, Prince of the Fire Nation. She isn’t aware of the role he played in the fall of Ba Sing Se.

Most of all, she remains unaware of the Dai Li agents tracking her every movement. Her name had been found on the note outside of the tea shop, and it didn't take long for them to track her down. Whoever she was, she had some kind of connection to the prince, and by order of Princess Azula they were to look into anything of the sort.

Yangchen protect her lest she make a wrong move.

-

how do you even explain this. "oh yah sorry.,.,. didnt stand you up, just got captured by the dai li and my sister and then helped her kill the avatar. also sorry that i fucked you over and got the dai li on your ass as well lol wanna reschedule?"

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[laymedowntorest]

D o  y o u  w a n t  m o r e  g o b l i n

Have my doodle collection along with my headcanons-

If you click read more then have fun because while it’s sectioned, it lonngg I dont think it’s bad but just in case, tw; violence. I hope I made him interesting pft

Fun facts

His name can probably be changed but for the sake of simplicity, it's Pedro. He hates it because it's just his brother's name pft.

Why yes his eyes are odd. He's quite used to his crazed look now though.

Due to his athletics, Pedro is very lean and very fit. He actually outruns Peter. So...have fun trying to sprint away.

6ft7. Tall-

He is way more impulsive and violent in action. He simply see's you walking home and decides "hey now is a good time." Temper wise he's actually very very in control. Just he is less merciful seeing you try to escape, likewise he isn't going to hold back saving you from dangers of the human variety. Goes a bit overboard in fact.

It's still not a good thing the fact if you keep escaping he'll just shatter your kneecaps. Likewise if he finds you trying, he'll knock you out then carry you back. He has potential but I guess the best way I can explain it is Peter tries to worm his way in, while Pedro is a bit impatient for that. Pair that with his impulsive decision making and belief of ‘if you force my hand baby I’ll do it’, he isnt a great suitor pft

Saying that if you two were in a relationship (why would you-), he’d absolutely dote on you like his brother dotes on his own. He likes cuddling a lot, and he’ll do what he thinks will impress you to make you happy

His pet names for you are babe, baby and sweetheart

“Have I had sex? Ahaha yep! I love putting the...*looks at hand*...peenus.. in the...um...um. Ahahaha” (Sex doesnt interest him much pft)

His favourite bat is simply because it's the one he used to score the most home runs. If used on you to prevent escape he will find a quick dislike to it.

He brought the house, hated how dark it was and replaced a few walls with windows pfft He finds it quite freeing. 

He’s just an entire goblin brought to life. But I think I like the idea of him being an utter goblin. Squirt him with holy water-

Story

Admittedly the story mixes a bit of High School AU (I like planning things pft). You can easily skip to the last paragraph for a basic run down on how he saw you.

Pedro is the third sibling, possibly a half sibling. He was quite disliked by the other two, and ignored. As Peter became a teen, he bullied him. These days, he and Peter just pretend the other doesnt exist, while he and Sarah actually are friends. (It doesnt look it but they are-)

In school he found his talents in sports, and pursued them. More specifically, he found talent in baseball and boxing.

He lapped up the attention people gave him in school, out of the 3 siblings he had the most friends despite his freaky eyes. He was showered in praise from teachers, connections with his peers and the occasional flirt from others. All of which he absorbed. Then there was you.

He wishes he could tell you why you drew his attention...but admittedly, you just caught his eye one day. Movement in the corner of his eye. Then the look became a stare as he drank up your form walking past him, and for the first time of his life he felt...warmth. The need to talk to you. The need to impress you. The need to keep you safe. The need for you.

Being a jock teen, awkwardness and a need to be manly stopped him from just strolling up to you and telling you you were cute. So he would do little gestures; bumping into you 'accidentally', playful teasing, so on. The biggest was when he noticed you watching his game from the seats. He called a home run for you, biting back a wide and eager grin as you blushed from the call out and friendly chatter from the bodies around you.

After school he moved out to the nowhere, middle of to leave his family but remained close enough to the city that he could pop in and out, becoming so busy you became a blur in his memories. He had a few flings but none seemed to, well...stick. One little figure was always in the back of his mind.

You began to plague his mind again, and he found himself frustrated he didn't follow you and see what you were up to after high school. What if you found a partner? God forbid, got married?! It had been a few years after all. While out for a morning jog, he saw you heading home in the park and froze. You caught his gaze like before; a movement in the corner of his eye, to a gaze, to a stare as memories flood him, filling him with nostalgia. Even now, you were still so beautiful. But now you were mature, older and, judging by his ‘investigating’, very single... He couldn't let you go again. And thus began his planning...

[machinegunbun]

Hi, can you finish that blurb? Just curious

ok ok hold your death threats everyone :)

tw:smut, obviously. throwing up and Painal too ig, but also if you saw the first part of this blurb Colson mentions “making sure it hurts.” so we’re going by implied consent in this one. Some shit may be a little morally eh (as pimping your girlfriend out to your best friend goes) but its all in the name of smut so if youre not into it then just pretend it didnt happen? If that makes sense?  okay have fun drink water

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shutting the door behind him, you hear a faint click as he twists the lock. Your eyes go wide as you look up at him from your place on the bed, mouth propped slightly open by the shiny red ball. 

Rooks hand is already massaging his hard cock through his jeans as he admires the sight infront of him, his free hand coming up to brush a piece of hair from your face. 

You just can’t help but look, your eyes trailing down to where his hand is stroking himself through the rough confines of his jeans

Flipping you on all fours. He doesnt bother to take off your skirt, opting to flip it up and out the way. You feel the tip of his dick against your entrance, a small pain as he tries to push himself in your tight hole and the shaft of his cock as it slips. 

After a few attempts he gives in with a sigh, his thumb slipping into your ass, bending it when he reaches the hilt. A moan comes from your throat at the new and slightly intrusive feeling.

It took him putting two fingers in your tight hole, switching from his thumb to pointer and middle finger and pumping in and out for a few minutes each before he managed to fit himself inside you. 

It hurt, but in a good way. You could feel him stretching you as he pumped in and out, but you liked knowing you were making him feel good at your own expense. Plus, the noises coming from him only worked to make you wetter. Laying down a bit so your back was arched, you reach under your body and play with your clit, moaning at the release of tension that had built in the bundle of nerves.

“Fuck, has Colson ever had your ass before?” He asks, a blush coming over your face. You go to respond verbally, quickly reminded of your current handicap. You shake your head, made slightly difficult by the grip Rook had on your hair. Groaning at your response, his thrusts increase in pace, along with your whimpers, your pleas quickly silenced by the shiny red ball in your mouth.

“Tell me how much it hurts.” He demands, removing the gag from your mouth and sliding it down to your neck, using it like a leash to pull you back towards him.

“Fuck,” you gag, getting used to the feeling of your newly empty mouth “It hurts. I can feel you stretching me.” Whimpering as you make eye contact with him, his eyes full of lost as they trail down your body, grip on the gag wrapped around your neck tight as his gaze lands on your fingers playing with your clit.

“Oh, but you like it? Colson’s right, you are a dirty little slut, and you’re getting exactly what you deserve.” He hums, whispering in your ear “You know, I actually felt bad for a minute, punishing your tight little asshole, but the whole time you were getting off on it. You slut” his tone so accusatory as he releases his hold on your gag, letting you fall to the bed.

“Do you think Colson would be mad if he knew I played in your tight little hole before he got the chance? That I fucked you in your tight little asshole and you liked it. That you’re such a horny little slut you’d let me go against his wishes.” Rook moans, placing a harsh smack to your ass while he relentlessly pounds away, his middle and pointer finger hooking into your mouth and pulling back.

“He’d kill us.” He groans, his pace quickening as he chases his orgasm “M’not gonna cum in you.” he hums, choking on his words “M’not gonna cum in your ass, okay? Colson will never know. And you’re not gonna tell him, yeah? Just gonna be our little secret.” He whispers, hot breath fanning over your neck as he moves a piece of hair from your face

“Ride me.” He says, breathless and laying back in bed, his hard member standing straight. You’re ontop of him, facing the door when you feel his hand come across your ass once more.

Reaching back, you wrap your hand around his hard cock, watching as he admires your body, his hand coming up to squeeze your breast. Lining him up with your hole, you sink down slowly, a small whimper falling from your lips. Rook groans at both the feeling and your reaction to taking him in your ass, your hips lightly bouncing against him. His gaze locked on your tight asshole taking him, the way it squeezes around his cock, the way you whine everytime you take all of him.

Rooks hands come up to grip your hips, pushing and pulling you to maintain the pace, forcing you to take him again and again and again. Soon his heels are digging into the bed and he’s thrusting inside you, eager to reach his high.

“Fuck, m’gonna cum. Get off me.” He says, not strong enough to pull out himself. You gladly do as he says, slowly turning around to face him, your asshole empty and burning, completely used. You relished in the feeling, knowing that you’d have to deal with it long after he’d came. 

The thought that he had just used your asshole and didn’t even bother to cum, causing you so much pain only to pull out at the last second. Fuck, was it hot. You were completely his and there was nothing you could do about it. He could do whatever he wanted to you and you weren’t allowed to object. His toy, his fuck thing, whatever he needed to reach his high. You could cry and beg for Colson, but it didn’t matter, he wouldn’t stop until he was done with you.

Rook took a moment to catch his breath, his abs lifting up and down as he attempts to slow his heart rate.

“Get on the floor.” He says simply, breaking the silence. Doing as your told, you feel your knees hit the carpeted floor, glancing up at him for further direction.

“By the wall.” He says. You crawl over slowly, your knees dragging against the floor as you make your way. Standing on your knees, you let your back rest against the wall, staring intently as he makes his way over to you.

He pulls your arms up over your head, ripping the shirt from your body and tangling his fingers in your hair, pulling back so you’re looking up at him, watching as he strokes his cock. Pushing down on at the base, he rubs his tip across your tongue before pushing all the way in. He falls into pace quickly, throat fucking you, gagging as you feel him hit the back of your throat with nowhere to go, trapped between the wall and his hips. 

Your head bumps lightly against the wall as he thrusts into your throat. You try your best not to gag, but his thrusts are relentless. You try to warn him by tapping on his leg, but he’s too lost in his own pleasure to notice. It’s not until you have an especially loud gag that he realizes what’s happening, a smirk coming across his face as he continues his actions.

“Is that too much? Are you having trouble breathing. Huh? can’t hear you through all that gagging. Lemme see, are you touching yourself again, slut?”

It’s not long before you feel something start to come up your throat. You can’t tell if Rooks actions are purposeful or not, so once again you try to warn him

“Are you gonna throw up on my dick? Good.” he hums in response, pulling a trashcan over quickly. You bend over it, throwing up in to the plastic bag within.

“Keep fucking going.” He says, pulling you back into place, sliding back down your throat. You continue to suck his dick, shakily. The burning in your asshole from being stretched and the burning from your throat starting to take a toll on you. 

Just when you think maybe you can’t do it anymore you feel him spurting down your throat, swallowing his load hastily. Rook remains full submerged in your mouth for a moment before pulling out, his head hung back in pleasure.

“Oh shit, are you okay?” He asks, laughing a bit, his hand coming down to support your chin. The action was soft and sweet in complete contrast to the last thirty minutes.

“Yeah, im good.” You squeak

“Awh, let me go get you some water. Poor thing.” He says, throwing on a pair of pants and making his way to the kitchen. Colson must’ve seen him leave, because he made his way into the room, his eyes falling on the bed first, eyebrows furrowing when he saw you weren’t there. His eyes begin to scan the room, eventually landing on you.

“Oh, hey.” He greets softly, making his way over to you “what are you doing over here? Did you throw up?”

“Rooks a fucking freak.” You reply, wiping your mouth. Colson snorts softly at this, picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom. The bath was already all set up for you, bubbles and all. 

“Clean up real quick and then we can cuddle.” He says, placing a kiss on your cheek as he allows you to stand on your own “Need any help?”

“No, thank you.” You reply, climbing into the bath.

Eventually, you were out and dry, wrapped up in blankets next to Colson while he rubbed your back, Rook sitting at the end of the bed.

“Wait, so what all did ya’ll do.” He asks, straining his neck a bit to look over at you.

“I dunno,” you blush, burying your face in his shoulder “we fucked.” Both of the boys laugh softly

“Yeah we just like- Fucked,” Rook laughs again as he explains “she blew me for a little bit.”

“That’s it? She just, like, blew you?”

“Nah, I mean, we did anal at first.” Rook admits, Colson’s jaw dropping in shock as he looks over at you.

“You didn’t tell me you were into that.” He says softly, pouting. You glance down at Rook, who’s rubbing his eye “I’m not mad, I just didn’t know it was something you’d be into.”

“That’s okay, now that he knows he’ll be sure to use that information to his advantage.” Rook adds, smirking.

“Yeah, exactly.” Colson laughs, booping you on the nose and taking a moment to look at you before placing a kiss there aswell. 

“Alright I’ll leave you guys to that, i’m tired.” Rook says, yawning and stretching as he stands up.

“Really? It’s only 12Am, you never go to bed this early.” You say, glancing over at the digital clock next to you and colson’s shared bed.

“What can I say, you tired me out.” He winks, getting hit in the back of the head with a pillow as he goes to leave.

“Hey, watch it.” Colson jokes, “and give us our pillow back, please.” He continues, mumbling the last part.

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[quecksilvereyes]

this is your friendly reminder that clive staples lewis and his work are flawed and bigoted and that that is something we need to acknowledge and work to counteract in our narnia fan content

im not the first one to talk about this (for example @narniadynasty has some very good pieces specifically on calormen) but like. i gotta Yell. bear with me.

idk if you guys have read a horse and his boy recently but its racist as hell. i literally took breathers between pages. the muslim coded calormen are all terrible and cruel or lazy and uncaring, kidnapping blonde blue eyed princes and forcing fair white women into marriage. aravis is forced to convert to live and be deemed worthy. aslan intentionally rips open her back. she is a child. calormen is an amalgamation of everything lewis found exotic: the middle east, asia, several noneuropean religions. lewis also makes his hero characters that are good and amazing and perfect blonde and blue eyed while giving the other characters he regards as needing to be saved darker features. peter. lucy. caspian.

the sexism is also ripe - lewis has a clear preference for his female characters whom he writes to be "tomboys" and thus not feminine (to him) - see his treatment of lucy or polly vs. his treatment of susan or lasaraleen. susan and lasaraleen are both portrayed as silly, vain and prone to crying attacks for no reason, susan is the only one who gets locked out of narnia and while the narrator never really agrees with polly that "all shes interested in nowadays is nylons, lipsticks and invitations", he doesnt disagree either. and this is a narrator who makes his feelings on multiple issues quite clear.

there is also ableism in how peter and susan treat lucy in the first book, discussing sending her to a mental institution for what to them looks like an 8 year old playing pretend

edmund, who was spelled and incapable of rational thought or reflecting on what was happening because he was fed enchanted sweets by someone who manipulated him, is consistently throughout the books treated as a traitor or a redeemed traitor instead of a victim. susan is shamed and ridiculed for her coping mechanisms.

i really cannot stress how racist a horse and his boy is. its so bad.

i understand that a lot of people have a lot of childhood nostalgia attached to this series but quite frankly precisely because we love the concepts and the world we need to work on not perpetuating those same things.

i also understand that at its heart narnia is a bible allegory but i cant help but wonder why. aslan repeatedly and knowingly leaves narnia to die. first with jadis and then with the telmarines he does nothing to help and prevent the suffering even though there is nothing really keeping him from it, we don't get an in universe explanation. what would posess someone all knowing, all powerful and at the same time kind and loving to do that? if this was supposed to be a favourable portrayal why does this happen?

why was it necessary to have christmas and father christmas in a world that doesnt even have a concept of christianity as such?

if anyone has anything to add please feel free to but i havent ranted about clive staples in a bit and i felt it was a bit necessary again (and were not even touching my issues with his writing atm but boy do i have them)

[summercurial]

ok so trip report before i forget the details

okay so friday afternoon i ditch my mom to go to charleston alone, feel kinda guilty but i really wanted to spend time with my friends and also she CLAIMS she doesnt want to make me miserable, fuck it, im not good enough at pretending not to be miserable. anyway

so i make the 4 hour drive down to my friends place, cant really find the groove at first but then i remember i havent listened to the second half of the jordan lake sessions so i do that and its really wonderful and i get there in a great mood. G made summer-compatible soup and its delicious and then i get drunk (E brought naturdays, which i love). i tell S about how much i care about her cuz i got emotional in the car worrying about him. anyway

next part is a bit time fuzzy but i think it was that night, E bottoms for men taller than him and tops women and men shorter than him, were sort of mutually sub/bratty respectively towards G so theres. a weird dynamic. a fun dynamic! but anyway i was teasing him for being a bottom, at some point i kiss him and then Post about how recieving the kiss rather than doing it yourself is being the bottom "i.e. the receptive" this becomes a Post all weekend. during the kissing he bites my split lip hard and it bleeds all over, i get blood on the nang thingy.

oh at some point that night L (the catboy) i think posted about how im a fake catgirl cuz of the pliability/obedience, so doggirlhood became a point of discussion all weekend

oh that night my drunk and asleep self is dropped in H's bed for the night. he likes it really cold and hes not cuddly so i alternated between cuddling against him for warmth and then moving away when i felt guilty about his boundaries

ANYWAY next day we go to the apartment building's gym, i do a little bit of cardio and ogle my friends lifting weights. im SO weak. also cardio sucks. before and after i showered with G, which is always nice. we go wine tasting and L's job and then pick up some groceries. i had been talking since i got there about how ive never really been properly bruised and i want to be. i make myself eggs and leave the cast iron pan in water cuz i forgot i wasnt supposed to, G is genuinely kind of annoyed with me and has H punch me pretty hard in the stomach. i took it pretty well i think, made a noise but then silently laid on the futon in the middle of the living room recuperating for a bit.

that night im encouraged to sleep in H's bed (they joke encourage me to suck his dick while im asleep) i lay down in there but feel too creepy thinking about cuddling against him so i come back out. me and S sleep on the futon, in the warmer room. S is a dom but not stronger than me and also we have a fun-antagonistic relationship sometime so theres some physical/verbal tussling where i assert him domming me outside of a mediated environment would ruin the fragile power balance. also i brag about being able to beat her in a fight a lot.

ok so next day i realize i like it when i press on the painful spot, ask G and later E to press on it, it feels really good, i alternate between really wanting it pressed on and feeling guilty about being so incredibly weird. theres commentary from L about if theres any way they can hurt me i wont get off on (his nails work lol). i mention this whole thing, including them punching me, is really weird, G brings up that i explicitly asked to be punched. so yeah i would say at least 60% my bad. anyway. it was really fun getting it palpated.

oh also i suck G's dick! it was really nice. it's big which means its pretty hard to do a good job with but i try my best and he says i look cute and calls me a good girl. which was very nice. i had to tap out before he came tho i was exhausted. its long enough that it passes back and forth over my throat a lot which is no good for not gagging, i can keep it in my throat for a while but quick in and out makes me very quickly feel like im gonna barf.

that night theres further discussion re: doggirlhood, L is annoyed im drooling on the futon and i say i cant help it (i cant! i drool when i sleep!), E kindly reframes this as a doggy thing. later L mentions they need like one of those little indoor fences for keeping puppies when they want me out of the way, E and G suggest crate training (a different thing, L is annoyed at the misunderstanding). theres also some talk about how they could probably get me to do things they dont want to do for them, described as "bitch work" at one point. E tells me to make him some popcorn but he does it with a joking tone, i say he has to say it seriously if he wants me to do it and he gets up and makes the popcorn himself

this was like. ok some of these doggirl interactions were hot ofc but i feel like they were largely like.... "affirming". which is obv a weird way to frame it but thats really how it felt. like, im not dogkin, or even doggirlkin, but there was definitely a distant family resemblance to gender euphoria, idk.

anyway it was really really fun! i had a good time. my friends are so nice to me, which i say a lot to them, cuz they really really are. G calls me spoiled when i get to cuddle between him and E and im getting lots of attention and warm and good. E made me guacamole. i get lots of scritches (E is so good at them...) and headpets and cuddles (and interesting conversation! they know so much about so much stuff i dont. and also i get to explain math to them. also theyre really funny and stuff) 100% worth skipping out on my mom.