#tai is a bit angry

[teacup-tai]

Sometimes I stare into the nothingness and think:

Can you believe it? If jkr weren't the horrible transphobe that she is, we could all be celebrating and having a blast about Dumbledore/Grindelwald, having deliciously explicit Jude/Mads fics. We could be buying hp merchandise and being happy and feeling wonderful about how she gave us a canon lovers-to-enemies of massive proportions. The movies would have been successful because we wouldn't have cancelled her. She wouldn't need a ridiculous excuse of tv series so early to get more money/new fans.The original actors would actually want to be in a new movie, they would be happy to do so and we would all be incredibly excited about seeing Scorbus on the big screen...

But no. No, she fucking betrayed us. She turned her wand to her own community and she dared curse us with her nasty transphobic shit.

I should have known from the beginning, that she's a woman who does not write about love and hope (even if she thinks she does). She is a woman who writes about creating polarities, enemies and wars born out of bigotry.

Such a sad thing. I hate her so much. And it's such a painful and sad reality, to think I loved her so fiercely when her first book saved my life 25 years ago.

It's a long mourning process for me. I'm so angry it makes me wanna write loud and clear about hope. This is fandom for me: hope. We are so full of fucking hope we fucking saved Draco Malfoy from himself and his family and voldy and the whole pureblood shite so many times in so many redemption stories while jkr couldn't understand why we even liked him.

Here, listen: we like him because we like to see change in our world. Because we are hopeful about our society. We believe in not only magic but we believe people learn, and choose wisely once informed and change! We don't like to see you destroying our safe space. It's not yours anymore, not since you pointed your sickly words and hateful speech towards our siblings.

I really wanna write about hope. About redeemed Draco, about coming out and being supported, about found family and safety nets. About bi trans boy Harry, and black Hermione, and trans Luna and gay Draco and asian Pansy and all things queer and diverse. I wanna save Voldemort's soul and close my eyes to the fact that Freud knows it is only a paralel bc I wish I could change who jkr is and the amount of damage she did.

It's a mourning process for me, and sometimes I stare into nothingness and day dream about another life.

[iliketangerines]

I saw the tai lung thing and it got me thinking- what about a reader princess who’s like the peacock from the second kung fu panda movie- who got obsessed with creating weapons and used her high rank to do genocidal raids and when the knowledge comes to liu kang and his fighters they’re sent to stop her- which they do and liu kang ends up keeping her locked away in a chamber deep in the fire temple alone- but he soon figures out she’s just been blinded by rage and trauma- ((sorta fluff plus soft sex maybe if you want tot make it smut- or you could just do fluff and comfort))

you can be better

a/n: boom, you have leucism like lord shen in the movie.

pairing: liu kang x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), pussy eating, creampies, mating press, slightest bit of overstimulation

Liu Kang watches as you hiss and spit out insults at his champions as they bring you in cuffs in front of Liu Kang

you look disheveled, angry, and you lunge at Liu Kang, only stopped by the heavy chains and his champions pulling back on them to keep you away from him

his champions look disheveled, and Johnny Cage looks heavily injured, suit soaking with his blood

Liu Kang dismisses his champions and takes your chains for himself and drags you to the dungeons of the Fire Temple all while you spit and hiss insults at him

he attaches the chains to the bolts in the cell and locks the door behind him, staring down at you as you start to struggle, chest heaving as if you realize the consequences of your actions

he tells you to think on your actions, to think on how many you have killed, before he walks away, listening to you scream and yell about how you regret nothing

he visits you weekly to check on your progress, and at first you only scream insults at him, demanding to be let out, and threatening to kill him

and then you ignore him and his questions, sitting silently in the corner of the cell and glaring at him as you eat your rice and vegetables

but he keeps visiting you and soon enough you sit by the bars of the cell and give him one word answers to his questions as you eat

finally, after a few months of persisting, you give him more than one word and instead small sentences about what you’ve been thinking about

he visits you more frequently after that, the only company in the lonely Fire Temple other than the monks and Geras

and as much as he appreciated them, you were something new, something fresh, no matter how silent or violent you got

one day, he reaches a hand through the bars of the cell to tuck your hair behind your ear, and you flinch back so hard that the rice bowl in front of you clatters onto its side

your chest heaves and a cold sweat breaks on your face as you scramble away from his touch

you go silent for a week after that, refusing to answer his questions, until you finally come back to the bars of the cell and talk to him quietly

he doesn’t press for any answers, just makes sure to tell you if he’s going to touch you and you let him, body stiffening at the touch but no other reaction

and finally, as he heats a teapot in his hands, you whisper in a quiet voice that you regret your actions, that you had acted out of rage and revenge and that it wasn’t right

he quirks an eyebrow but stays silent as he lets you speak

you explain that the city you had leveled, had destroyed in your warpath, was where you grew up, that you were born and raised there

but you were treated unkindly, that they touched you and grabbed any part of your body because you looked different

because you were pale, with white hair and red eyes, and they would make you sit in the sun and let you burn and cry and then beat you for looking different

it was painful, and you grew up resenting the city and had left the second you were old enough and made a name for yourself as a general

you hadn’t thought of your childhood home until a group showed up to the capital to look for help and had found you and immediately started to push you around again

and that, in your rage, you had decided to destroy the city, to get rid of your past for good

you cast your gaze down and pick at the empty bowl, and Liu Kang hums and tells you that he’s going to let you out of the cell and chains, that he wants to walks with you

you sit still as he enters the cell and unlocks your chains, hands warm and gentle as he unlocks the cuffs with a click

but you don’t run, you follow Liu Kang around the compound until he reaches his bedroom and leads you inside

he tells you to take your time in cleaning yourself up and to find him in his study when you’re done, and he leaves the bedroom and attends to his duties, making sure to ask one of the monks to find you clothes

he sits in his office, sipping on his tea, when you enter, hair freshly combed and dressed in a much softer attire than what you were wearing before

you sit down and drink tea with him in silence, and he can’t help but admire how you act, how you still reek of elegance and perfection after being in a cell for months

the two of you have idle chatter, and he tells you that you can study at the Fire Temple, to be alongside him and his champions for Earthrealm

you agree to his proposition, and so you integrate into the life of the Fire Temple

but still, you cling to Liu Kang closely, and the two of you grow closer

you’re never seen without him, and Liu Kang enjoys your company, your battle mind as he considers how to defeat the invading realms and Shang Tsung usurping the peace

one day, as you stand in front of the map, the light through the window framing your head like a halo, Liu Kang slowly, very slowly, reaches his hand to tuck your hair behind your ear

you glance at him, cheeks reddening, as he cups your cheek, and he asks if he can kiss you

for a moment, you hesitate, and Liu Kang thinks he has thought wrong in thinking that you liked him as well

but then you agree, and Liu Kang smiles and leans in close, placing a soft kiss on your lips and cupping the back of your neck gently

you melt into the kiss, bringing both of your hands up to hold into the shirt, and Liu Kang deepens the kiss, pressing his tongue into your mouth

Liu Kang groans into your mouth at the taste of you, and you whine in tandem before pulling away and resting your head in his shoulder

he asks you if he can take you to the bedroom, and you mumble out a quiet yes

Liu Kang smiles and hooks your arm through his as he walks to his bedroom, and the second the door closes behind him, he’s back on your lips

he walks you backward until the back of your knees hit the bed, and you fall back onto the bed

he leans down and kisses you again, not getting enough of your taste, and you tangle your hands in his hair as your whine into his mouth

Liu Kang grinds his hips into yours, moaning at the friction on his cock, and you whimper into his mouth and clutch onto his shoulders

he trails a kiss down your jawline, reaching your neck and sucking deep dark hickeys into your skin, and his fingers dip between your legs and rubs at your clit through your pants

you pant at the feeling and grind your hips into the feeling, needing to feel more, and he smiles against your skin as you whine into the air

Liu Kang pulls away and strips off his clothing, and you get the idea and strip off your clothing as well until you’re both bare

he settles himself between your legs and moves back up to kiss your chest, covering it in hickeys

he trails open-mouthed kisses down your body, squeezing at the pudge of your stomach and listening to you whine, before lifting your legs onto his shoulders

he drools at the sight of your cunt, wet and needy for him, and he brings one of his hands up to spread your folds for him

you clench around nothing, and he groans at the sight before diving in, nose grinding firmly into your clit as he laps at your cunt

your hands fly down to grip onto his hair, and your back arches off the bed as your legs clamp around him

nothing could beat this feeling, how your plush and muscled legs wrap squeeze around his head while your wetness spills into his mouth, he’s truly in heaven

Liu Kang laps into your pussy desperately, needing to taste you more and more, and his nose just grinds so perfectly into your puffy clit

you whine and barely have time to warn him as your pussy clenches down on his tongue, and you cum into his mouth

Liu Kang whines at the taste, eagerly fucking his tongue into you to get every bit of your taste, and you whimper at the feeling

you beg, asking him for his cock, please, and he obliges, eager to please you

he crawls his way back, your legs still on his shoulders, and he pushes you into a mating press, your legs burning slightly at the feeling

he kisses you, and you whine at the taste of you on his tongue

Liu Kang grinds his cock into your soaked folds, the tip catching on your clit and making you needy and squirm in Liu Kang’s hold

he chuckles at you and lines up with you before sinking in slowly

he closes his eyes and rests his forehead against yours as your cunt squeezes around, and you’re just so warm and tight around him, so perfect just for him

he thrusts his hips in and out of you slowly, and his thick cock bumps deliciously into your sweet spot

you squeeze your eyes shut and whine in pleasure at the feeling, and Liu Kang finds that he misses the sight of your eyes

he tells you to look at him, to watch him, and you open your glossy eyes to stare into his own

his hips snap into your with every long thrust, but you keep your eyes on him, face flushing dark and red as you whimper at the eye contact

but you’re so beautiful, so gorgeous, and he tells you so, that he will worship you on his knees, that you’re so pretty on his cock like this, that you’re taking him so well

the praise makes your eyes well up in tears, and you pant out that you’re close, you’re so close

Liu Kang hums, that he knows, and he sets a faster pace as he continues to shower you in place

his pelvis bumps into your clit with every thrust, and it makes sparks fly in your vision as your pussy clenches down on him and you cum

a loud keen leaves your throat as you do so, and liu Kang groans at the sound and buries himself deep as he spills his seed inside of you

he gives you slow shallow thrusts as you both ride out your high, and he leans his head down, eyes fluttering shut as he kisses you

even as his cock softens inside of you and his cum leaks out of your puffy cunt, you two continue to kiss, blind and deaf to the world around you

but finally, you pull away to catch your breath, and you’ve never looked so beautiful, so gorgeous all flushed and fucked-out

Liu Kang needs more time to recover to love and fuck you properly, and so he makes his way down to your pussy, thick arms wrapping around your thighs and licking a fat strip up your cunt

you whine and tell him that it’s too much, but he tells you to let him worship you as he dives back in

neither of you leave the bedroom for the rest of the day

[babysukiii]

fallingforyou (1)

lottie x fem!reader enemies to lovers au <3

// lottie matthew’s does not like you. you’re annoying, preppy, and way too nice. lottie doesn’t fail to show you time after time just how much she hates you. you finally get the message and steer clear of her, until senior year, when you both get paired up for a science project. //

i’ll never make it right (if you don’t want me ‘round)

you don’t really know why lottie matthews hates you, but she does. she has since freshman year, and up until senior year, nothing changes. lottie isn’t known for being a mean person… in fact, she’s actually very nice. but for some reason, she just hates you. you don’t really know what you did, or why she treats you like you’re absolute garbage… but she does. you aren’t really the type to beg or try to make someone like you, especially someone popular and rich like charlotte isobel matthews.

you’ve never really been popular at all. your best friend is natalie mary scatorccio, and you’re mostly friends with the ‘nerds’ and ‘dorks’. you’re even friends with a few theater kids. everyone at school knows who you are, but you aren’t really interested in your social status. in fact, sometimes in lottie’s opinion it was almost like you didn’t care at all. you walked around so carefree and unapologetically yourself… lottie for some reason hated that. she hated that while she had to take her meds, and act like someone she’s not; you get to be whoever the hell you want.

today though, everyone around lottie matthews was feeling her wrath. it wasn’t unusual for lottie to be catty, or snappy when someone deserved it, but today it seemed as if the yellowjackets sweeper was angry at everyone and everything. you were steering clear of her since this morning and natalie noticed the way you had been avoiding her as well. it wasn’t unlike you to try and avoid lottie; she was unnecessarily mean and always had a sardonic response to whatever you had to say, but you never avoided natalie.

“jesus christ, what the fuck is wrong with you today, matthews?” mari asks in frustration after falling right on her ass. lottie had just knocked her out of the way in order to get the ball during practice. mari was currently glaring up at lottie from the grass she had landed on. “get your head in the game, and maybe this wouldn’t be a problem.” lottie responds in a way that everyone recognizes. she’s clearly in a mood and it causes the girls to exchange looks of uncertainty. coach scott blows his whistle as soon as mari stands up.

“alright, that’s enough practice for today. everyone get changed and go home.” he dismisses the girls who all sigh in a bit of relief. as everyone begins to get off the field, tai makes her way up to natalie; jackie not too far behind. “hey, what’s wrong with lot?” tai asks in a whisper, as they all rush into the locker room. “she’s just being an ass because ms. weinstein paired her up with y/n for a chemistry project.” natalie says, and mari groans. “what does that have to do with us??” the raven haired girl complains.

“why can’t she just ask ms. weinstein for a new partner?” jackie asks and natalie smirks, “y/n already tried. i think that’s why lottie’s pissed.” natalie states, and jackie throws her head back and lets out a laugh. “oh wow, that’s a new one. y/n wanting to switch partners? she’s gonna get lottie an easy ‘A’ and lottie’s being a di—“ jackie cuts herself off as soon as lottie begins to walk up to them; a scowl etched onto her face. “you assholes do realize that my locker is right on the other side of yours right? i can hear everything.” the taller girl points out.

you used to always try to talk to her. you’d smile at her, and compliment her outfits. yet she’d always scowl at you or have a clear expression of annoyance, and say something harsh. she noticed you stopped smiling at her in the middle of junior year. this year, you’ve barely even spared her a glance. lottie didn’t even think you realized you were both in ms. weinstein’s class together, but apparently you did. “you’re not the only person who’s unhappy about who you got paired up with. it’s just a few weeks. try not to be such a cunt about it.” natalie says seriously, and lottie rolls her eyes in response.

“i can’t help it if she’s insufferable.” the taller girl mumbles under her breath, causing mari to shake her head and make a face. “she’s insufferable?” mari asks sarcastically as she finishes getting dressed. “i think y/n is nice. she let me copy off all her notes in trig last month.” shauna shrugs as she brushes her in the mirror inside of her locker. “yeah, she remembered my dog had surgery during the summer and she brought me a bag of treats for him when the year started.” akilah pipes up, causing lottie to scoff.

“okay, so she remembered a few things you said, and she let you cheat off her work. who cares? she’s still annoying.” lottie states before swinging her duffle bag over her shoulder and walking out. natalie shakes her head, slamming her locker shut. “i swear if she so much as makes y/n shed a single tear, i’m kicking her ass.” natalie says in a tone so serious, nobody dares question it. though, most of the girls knew how sensitive you were; everyone did. it was only a matter of time before lottie actually did hurt your feelings.

the next day at school, you and lottie have yet to discuss anything about the project. you two haven’t even decided on a topic, and you’ve never been unprepared for a school assignment before. but right now, your pride was too important to you. you didn’t want to be the bigger person and cordially talk to lottie. you’ve tried that; you’ve done nothing but try and be polite or nice. yet all of your efforts have been rewarded with rude comments or bratty behavior. so you were done trying.

“okay i want you all to get into your pairs and talk about the project you should’ve gotten started on yesterday.” ms. weinstein announces, causing you to nearly sink into your chair. you can feel a pair of dark eyes on you, and you look over in lottie’s direction to see her already staring at you. as if she’s waiting for you to make the first move. you internally sigh, realizing that you’re probably going to have to be the bigger person again.

finally, you get up and hesitantly make your way over to the empty seat beside lottie. “hi.” you greet her a bit quietly, and she nods, “hey.” she retorts in a low, uncaring manner. you take a breath, “maybe we could do a study of saponification reactions. it’s just an option, i honestly don’t care what topic we do.” you admit and she nods, thankfully not saying anything rude yet. “we can do that. i don’t care either.” her voice is curt and the answers are short. you nod slowly as you open your notebook to the next blank page, and label it.

lottie notices you use a blue color pen to label it, and then a black one to take actual notes with. you have a whole bunch of colored pens in different colors for your notes, and how prim and proper your writing was seemed to irk her too. then her eyes seem to dance up to your face; the way your brows creased together in slight concentration. your hair was a bit frizzy during this time of day because school was almost over, and lottie could smell your overwhelmingly girly perfume. it smells like vanilla.

“did you want to work on this at your place or mine?” you wonder out loud, the pen never leaving the paper. “yours.” lottie answers way too quickly, but thankfully you don’t say anything about it. you nod, “okay. here’s my address and the number to my landline in my room.” you say as you turn to a new page, and write your phone number and home address down. you tear the page out when your done, and hand it to lottie who says nothing as she takes it.

lottie pauses for a moment, thinking about how much she hates her house. she wonders if maybe you hate yours too. “we could work in the library if you don’t want to work at your place.” the noirette actually sounds considerate as she says this, and you look surprised for just a second, before offering this shy smile that she hadn’t seen directed at her for nearly a year and half now. “it’s okay! i don’t mind working at my place. my little sister practices the violin after school sometimes… but she’ll be quiet if i ask.” you assure her and lottie only nods in response.

“anything else you wanna warn me about?” she inquires a bit sarcastically, and you nod. “my older sister is kind of a bitch.” you say bluntly, taking lottie by surprise. she’s never once heard you curse. at all. you can’t help but laugh lightly at her reaction, “she’s not that bad though…” you trail off before the bell rings, and you immediately start putting your things into your backpack. “wait, when did you wanna start?” lottie questions, and you shrug. “whenever your free after school just come over.” you assure her and she furrows her brows as she stands up.

“but your debate club—” she starts and you cut her off, “i quit last month. i’ll see you later!” you rush out of the room before lottie can say another word. she huffs; this was going to be a horrid few weeks.

[itsupermanti]

Write that Down! Write that Down!

Tai Rose-Arc(blond-haired with red streaks, looking at his older sister): Pyr, are you sure you know how to set up a tent?

Mash Rose-Arc(pinkish blonde-haired, sweat-dropping as Pyrrha turns to look at them): Yeah, you’re not exactly who comes to mind when we think of someone…“outdoorsy”…

Pyrrha Rose-Arc(rolling her silver eyes as their parents set up their own tent with their baby sisters Penny and Summer): Oh please~!

Pyrrha(as she unpacks the materials for the tent): Just watch and take notes you two!

Pyrrha(looking down at the fabric before her as her siblings pull out a pair of binoculars and a notebook and pencil respectively): Um…

Pyrrha(grabbing the fabric): I just have to carefully…

Pyrrha(as she accidentally rips the fabric): Oh…

Tai(eyes going wide in awe): Customization!

Mash(quickly writing in her notebook): Genius!

Tai(as Pyrrha starts beating the materials with her spear in frustration): She’s tenderizing the ground!

Mash(eyes wide): Of course!

Tai(frantic as Pyrrha finds herself entangled in the materials and struggles to free herself): Write that down! WRITE THAT DOWN!!!

Mash(frantic): DON’T RUSH ME!!!

Penny(seeing her oldest sister thrash around like an angry worm): Is big sis okay?

Jaune(sighing as he finishes successfully pitching a tent): Unfortunately, she takes a bit more after your mother Pen…

Ruby(teary eyed as she finds herself in the same predicament with Summer struggling to free her): Jaaauuuune! I’m stuck again!

[quartztwst]

I DELETED THE ASK IM SO SORRY WAAHHHH 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I'm also Hmong!!! I don't really say it much bc not a lot of people know of us 😭😭😭 I grew up with both of my parents families but I'm trying to learn our culture so I can't speak hmong. I know a bit but I can't speak it.

But it's alright if you don't know the culture, I even don't know it 😓😓😓 we just gotta learn though!!

Here’s a short basic context or info about Hmong people though:

Hmong people are an Asian ethic group in East and Southeast Asia. We are found in many different countries!! Examples like Vietnam, Laos, Thailand, China, and America!!! (There’s probably others in other countries too).

AND HERE'S MY TWEEL HMONG HCS!!! (BTW these are based on my experiences as a Hmong American person and also this will have explanations about our culture which will be highlighted in blue.)

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:

- Jade and Floyd are slightly tanner because not all Asians are pale white 💀💀💀 jk but I think they're the types to get easily tanned in the sun (and Azul gets sunburnt)

- They have a few freckles/marks/(DOTS?? HOW TF DO YOU DESCRIBE THOSE?? BEAUTY MARKS WTF??) on their face. Yall never seen me draw them bc um.... I drew these like.. today HELPP

- Jade also has the string bracelet on his wrist. They're like the things that keep your soul with you and they keep you from getting sick and bad luck/spirits (I MEAN THATS HOW MY MOM EXPLAINS IT LMAOO. I remember my grandparents would tie one on my wrist and speak in another language. I don't remember if it was Thai or Chinese.)

Examples of it:

- I used to draw Floyd with it because I thought that since he seems like the type to get noticeably more in trouble than Jade (because he's discreet) and his grandma would be worried for him so she would tie that to his wrist so he wouldn't get more in trouble (bc some older generations think that sometimes the things you do or that you're sick is because your soul has been flying away?? Or that your soul has been taken. Its nothing bad. It's just something cultural and in their religion of Hmong people.) But I feel like he would get annoyed and cut it off later LMAOO

- (Tais means Grandma on mom’s side) So Jade has it but you can't see it with his gloves and long sleeves in the way.

- There's not much to say about their appearances 😭😭😭

SOME HMONG HEADCANONS OF THEM:

- Jade knows the Hmong language and how to speak it but Floyd doesn't but he knows some of it (I'M PROJECTING. I'M PROJECTING SOOO BAD.)

- I think Floyd doesn't really put the effort on learning because "everyone else speaks English (in my universe 😓😓😓 idk)" so he doesn't really bother learning how to speak it but he does know some words.

- He uses a lot of context clues to understand like if he knows some words of the sentence, he'll respond but if there's words he DOESN'T know, he'll be like "huh? Gucci pow.... (<- BAD PRONUNCIATION OF HMONG WORDS)"

- Jade knows Hmong and English so this mf is bilingual.

- Sometimes he would whisper stuff in Hmong to Floyd and THEY BOTH WOULD GIGGLE BC THEY'RE MAKING FUN OF SOMEONE 😭😭😭 AND YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND (UNLESS YOU DO) SO NOW YOU'RE SCARED IF THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT YOUUUU

- Or there's no giggling because Floyd doesn't understand so all you hear is a "huh?" And Jade says nevermind, LEAVING FLOYD CONFUSED AND ANGRY.

- Their mom speaks both Hmong and English while their dad only knows Hmong but is trying to know English (because it's better for business but I feel like he'll have other people speak for him).

- I like to think that Floyd doesn't really wanna speak to his dad than his mom is because of the language barrier. It's hard to speak to eachother with limited words (i know by experience 😞😞😞). It's genuinely sad but they both try their hardest to understand eachother.

- Jade and Floyd like to share Azul some of their foods in their culture (THEY STILL HAVE THEIR CANON FAVORITE FOODS. Also i still dont know how the fuck they cook their food in the sea. I know they eat raw food like Jade said BUT MR. ASHENGROTTO SAID HIS MOMMY OWNS A RESTAURANT AND AZUL KNOWS HOW TO COOK???)

- Like Naab Vaam, Pho, and stuff (some of our food are actually from other countries that we live in/came from like Vietnam, Laos, Thailand, and etc. We just put our own spin on them so they may or may not taste the same as their origin.)

- I don't think in the sea they wear clothes but Jade and Floyd found some Hmong clothes on the surface and found it cool.

- I don’t actually know their exact type of Hmong clothes they wear though. (Hmong people have different types of clothing depending on who you are and where you’re from. It’s very important to know which one you are. Also there’s 2 different dialects of Hmong and probably MORE?? idk……)

- I drew them wearing Hmong clothes that my family wears though:

ITS NOT A GOOD PICTURE but I was so proud of myself guys please it was months ago since i made that nfkjanfkjasdjhfjhjfk

- I was hoping to figure which type of Hmong they are like Hmong Green, Hmong White, etc etc BUT I’M TOO EMBARASSED TO ASK MY MOM BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE SHE’LL THINK IT’S SILLY TO USE THIS INFO ON ANIME CHARCATERSUIDHFAHDJKFHK

- So i just use the info i already know 😭😭😭😭

- (Also the necklaces hanging on their necks are silver necklaces. THEY’RE SO FUCKING HEAVY. MY MOM HAS A REAL SILVER ONE AND GOD DAMN. THEY GIVE YOU SO MUCH NECK PAIN. But they represent our wealth 😞😞😞. Good thing they recently made ones without real silver. Also there’s Hmong clothes with silver coins on them and they also represent wealth!! They hurt less!!)

- Hopefully I can recreate the Tweels in Hmong clothes in better art!! I CAN BARELY SEE THIS ONE.

I think I’m done for now. I was hoping to say more but I don’t have any more 😭😭😭😭 But I hope you find these somehow a bit interesting and helpful about Hmong culture. I was really excited to tell someone my Tweel Hmong HCs because hkuahfjdkshfjkahj I DON’T KNOW I JUST GET HAPPY!! I love sharing my culture even if I’m still learning it. Not a lot of people know about us because we don’t have a country. But im really happy to meet other Hmong people on here and share the representation!!

[misty-caligula]

We’re all sad to see Nat go, but I think it’s important to recognise, she’s gone because of decisions that she made, over and over.

S1E10 she made the choice to shoot herself. It wasn’t a GREAT choice, but it was one that she made, which Lottie negated against her will. In eerily similar fashion as Misty with the cocaine.

S2E1 Lottie talked to her about her bees, about how when a new queen was born she’d sting the others to death for the good of the hive.

For most of the rest of the season, Nat began taking the lessons of the cult to heart, despite her initial reservations. Some people wondered how sincere she was, but I genuinely think that she began to really work on herself, really believe in Lottie’s wisdom.

Then the poison came out. Immediately, Nat’s demeanour changed. I was wondering what that was about when Lott was trying to convince them in s2e8. She told Nat that she was in so much pain, and Nat didn’t even fight back at all. Just gave her this look...

I think that right here, at this moment, she recognised Lott for what she was. A danger to them all. She decided that she wasn’t capable of changing, of being helped. Just like she’d said to Misty, “We’re ALL like this, aren’t we?” I think that at this moment, Nat decided that once again, Lott wasn’t fit to be queen, that she’d have to take charge, like she did before, and that she should take the example of the bees.

I think she’s also ... angry. Angry that Lott can’t recognise the SOURCE of that pain. She recognises the reality, that it exists, but she’s blind to how responsible she is for it. Consider:

As far as Natalie knows (because of what Misty said in the cabin) Lottie told them that eating Javi was what IT wanted them to do. And then immediately made her in charge of the team, dropping that burden of responsibility and guilt directly on her shoulders. She’s smiling in the moment, when everyone’s bowing. See how much she’s smiling when the reality of that weight sets in, when the unbearable guilt of being in charge crushes down on her. When that PURPOSE is lifted from her shoulders and all she has left is the pain of what she’s done, what she’s made others do in her name. And now, Lott has the AUDACITY to point at Nat’s pain in public, without ascribing blame, as though it were simply ... a natural state of being.

In the beginning of S2E9 she says that Lott shouldn’t go back to the psych ward, but I believe that she never meant any kind of help should be offered. I believe that she had already decided to kill her. I think that she’d hoped that Lott would draw the Queen of Hearts, and it would’ve made it easy. She’d have submitted, I’m sure. Because when she drew the Ace, she looked  SO crestfallen I’d actually assumed at first she got the Queen. Lottie wanted that queen so badly, wanted so much to help her friends. And then Nat would’ve made it quick, with the secret real blade she’d brought with her.

But it wasn’t to be. So Shauna HAS to be the centre of attention, as always, and everyone’s playing along, not realising that Lott’s brought her own real knife to the party. And when they’re chasing her, if Lott catches up she’s GOING to kill her, for reals. I don’t know what kind of 4 dimensional chess they think they’re playing, but they’ve RADICALLY underestimated the danger level here, and it’s only when Callie steps in that she calms it down a little (with a bullet wound of all things).

But still, Nat goes in for the kill.

And it’s not just because she thinks she’d be a better queen, it’s not JUST that she’s afraid. She’s ANGRY. Because, despite herself, despite all of her bluster and her cynicism, her worldliness, and all of it, SHE was the one who bought in to the cult. Shauna and Tai and Van and Misty are here, they’re playing around, they’re drinking and partying and kind of just taking a vacation. They’ll do the therapy for a bit of fun, but they’re not taking it very seriously.

Nat, in a very short time, has found a BELIEF. She’s gone from 2 seconds away from a bullet to actually having a meaning, a reason to get up in the morning. Sober. And nobody except Lott is taking that seriously. Is recognising that she’s making real growth here, that she’s really trying. They’re begging her to drink with them - HER, NATALIE, THE FUCKING ALCOHOLIC, and they’re peer pressuring her to drink.... and she’s saying no.

Because when Lisa said “Do you want to die?” and she said “Not today” she pushed away her drink. Because that’s what alcohol IS to her. It’s not a fun party, it’s not a joyful thing. It’s a curse, a burden, a poison that hurts less than the one she’s trying to drown out. And now she’s found a way to live without it.

And it’s all a lie.

These two women are doing VERY different things. Shauna’s preparing for a pantomime. Nat’s preparing for a murder. Shauna’s in the light, and she’s casting shadow with her dark thoughts. Nat’s bathed in darkness and the only light is the bright fire of her rage.

So she goes to Lisa, and she BEGS her to leave. I feel like there’s a bit of a comparison here with Shauna telling Javi to run from the doomcoming, like go, you’re not safe here. She’s trying so hard to make Lisa understand that she’s the real deal, that SHE got through to Nat, that she can be better than the cult. (And there’s a layer here too, because Lisa is so much just like teen!Nat, and she’s trying so hard to save herself from the cycle). And Lisa just can’t hear it. Just like teen!Nat couldn’t in her shoes. It’s all hopeless.

It’s meant to be a pantomime, but Nat says “Something’s HAPPENING tonight, and I NEED you to leave, while you still can.” What’s happening tonight? She’s going to kill Lisa’s god, and she’s NEVER going to forgive her.

She stops before she leaves and says “Thank you for trying to teach me about forgiveness. It’s a nice idea.“

But it’s not an idea she can get behind. She’s too far gone for that. She, like Coach, can’t let it go. She’s going to burn the motherfucker down. And in the lull that Callie leaves, she does EXACTLY that, she takes the lunge, and it would’ve worked ... if only Lisa had taken her advice.

And suddenly she’s her dad. Attacking Lisa’s mother figure, without context why. For raising her wrong. And Lisa comes to her defence. And Nat can’t explain. And it’s all too fast and too much and Misty doesn’t understand, doesn’t know her well enough, doesn’t have enough faith that Nat has the situation under control. And all she has is a split second to choose, and so she does.

Because Lisa, like Javi, is just trying to help. Overwhelmed by a situation too big, too dangerous. Stepped onto what looks like solid ground, unaware of the danger til it’s too late. But this time, Nat’s not going to let Misty or anybody talk her into letting someone else take her place, not again. She closes the cycle.

I can’t stand seeing people saying she died for nothing, she died for EVERYTHING she believed in. She didn’t die just as she was working on herself, she died BECAUSE she gave up on that work, she was in that situation because she chose violence, and then she chose to give it up in the last moment. She died because she couldn’t forgive. Herself. Misty. Lottie. Any of the other ‘jackets who stood by and let her live. Let her kill. She died because she decided that Lisa was more important than her, and that maybe just maybe she could do it better than she had.

But here’s the thing. Coach says “You’re not like the rest of these girls.” And she replies...

Cycles, cycles... will Lisa be able to forgive herself for surviving Nat? Only time will tell, but we have to have faith in her, like Nat did.

Tai in the car, with Shauna says “I have Simone and Sammy, you have Jeff and Callie. Who does Natalie have?” Nat had Lisa. And now, Tai has Van. Shauna still has Jeff and Callie. Lottie’s hopefully got help. Misty has Walter (thoughts for another day). And Lisa?... Who does Lisa have?...

Watch this space.

[anthurak]

Something I find interesting about rewatching Yang’s scenes talking about her childhood in Volumes 2 and 5 is how she doesn’t really… defend Tai’s actions and the way he seemed to have effectively checked out on her and Ruby for several years after Summer’s disappearance.

Now sure, she doesn’t really decry him, but we don’t hear Yang trying to claim that her father ‘had his reasons’ for what he did or otherwise trying to justify his actions. She just presents what Taiyang did fairly matter-of-factly. Likewise, I think we can see a similarly frank assessment of Tai’s parenting from Ruby in Volume 9 when she directly acknowledges that Yang raised her.

Putting these together, I really get the sense that both Yang and Ruby are very much aware of Tai’s actions and how he let them down as a father, rather than trying to defend or cover for him.

So why has Yang and the story as a whole only given a general, indirect acknowledgement of Tai’s actions and never really confronted him directly about how he let his daughters down as a father?

Well, I think it’s because that rather than trying to defend or cover for their father’s actions, Yang and Ruby are engaging in that much less melodramatic but ALL too common practice of just… not talking about the problems of a close family member.

Rather than going through the surely difficult and ugly process of confronting Tai over how he failed them as a father, Yang and Ruby have taken the fair easier option of simply not talking about it. Even though both of them, particularly Yang, are very much aware of the problem.

It also probably doesn’t help that in the present of the show, Tai has grown into, if not a good parent per-say, at least a decent one. Which in turn probably gives Yang and Ruby even more reason to just… not talk about that time he kinda-sorta abandoned them for several of their formative years.

See also, what Tai does to help Yang’s recovery in Volume 4. Sure, some of his methods were questionable, but he did ultimately help Yang recover and move on, which I think in turn makes Yang all the more reluctant to confront him on his past failings as a father.

So where do I think this is all going?

Well, with the Volume 9 finale clearly sowing the seeds for a major arc of Ruby and Yang diving into aspects of their family history they never knew about, most notably the long-awaited truth of what REALLY happened to Summer, I wouldn’t be surprised at all if some other long-brewing issues started bubbling to the surface as well.

As I’ve stated in other recent posts, at this point Yang’s original recounting of her family history to Blake all the way back in Volume 2 now absolutely REEKS of ‘unreliable narration’, and that there is clearly a WHOLE fucking lot that Yang, and Ruby, have no idea about regarding their parents.

So if during the process of Ruby and Yang finally digging into their family past, they happened to discover that Tai and Qrow have been keeping some massively important pieces of information from them all this time, effectively lying to Ruby and Yang for YEARS?

(say about, I dunno… Ruby’s ‘real’ father actually being a certain angry/depressed bird woman?)

Well I’d say that would be just the thing that could blow the lid off right off a LOT of resentment towards her father that Yang has been bottling up all this time.

I’ve stated this before, but I think it’s worth keeping in mind that ALL of Team STRQ have been presented as well-meaning yet massively flawed/shitty/fuckup parents to Ruby and Yang in each their own way. For one, all of them bailed on their daughters in one way or another, whether it be Raven and Summer bailing physically, Taiyang emotionally/psychologically, or Qrow doing a bit of both.

Thus far, we’ve seen two members of Team STRQ confronted by either Ruby or Yang over their failings as a parent and been subsequently driven to improve: Raven by Yang in Volume 5, and Qrow by Ruby in Volume 6. Which in turn leaves Summer and Taiyang, the supposed ‘good parents’ as the more ‘overt’ text of the show has led us to assume.

Of course, over the course of the last three volumes, we got more and more hints, before the ending of Volume 9 confirmed, that Summer Rose was not in fact the perfect ‘supermom’ that Ruby and Yang remember her as, having lied to and walked out on her family to go on mysterious mission with Raven from which she never returned.

And reading between the lines, Tai’s own problems as a father have been sitting right in front of us since Volume 2, only just beneath the surface as Yang and Ruby decline to really talk about them.

So with a story arc focused on exploring the truth about Summer Rose looking to be close on the horizon, a long-simmering confrontation between Yang and her father (one that could likely strongly parallel her confrontation with Raven) seems likewise inevitable.

[tysonfurybattlepass]

Tai Lung and Tigress from Kung Fu Panda even tho i know how you feel about Tigress

what is it with kids media and giving the cats thanos chins. why does he have an underbite and tusks. also not a huge fan of his rosettes, and this time it’s relatively recent cgi so i can complain about that. it was a weird choice to make the interior of the rosettes yellow, and the tail is woeful if you’ve experienced the joy of seeing an actual snep tail. his paws are soooooo cute tho. lil beans. 4/10 needs to be cuter and fluffier and smaller.

10/10!!!!!! 10/10!!!!1’ sobbing crying 10 10 10 i LOOOOVE herrrr

look at her again. shes so perfect. her löng torso. her bulky shoulders and arms. her short lil back legs. her FACE. she’s so pretty <3 her markings are stylized beautifully ESPECIALLY on the forehead and face. her eyes are captivating. all her features flow really nicely in a cohesive way, from nose to eyes to brow to ears. HER LITTLE PAWS. her neck is a tad bit stubby but IDC I LOVE HER ANYWAY. she should have been three times tai lung’s weight and capable of bitch slapping him into the recently deleted folder but bitches hate to see angry women winning ig </3 1000000/10

[reginageorgesgirlfriend3020]

Tara Carpenter as your girlfriend headcannons (Part 18)

When you and Tara were play fighting you slapped her boob

“Owwww!!” Tara yelled. “Okay. Game over”. She said.

You frowned. “Noooooo!” You said. “I won’t slap your boob again I promise”. You said.

”And no biting you bit me once already”. Said Tara.

”You tried to grab my butt! And it ain’t even yours to touch!!” You said.

”Yeah because I tried to pull you off of me and you scratched me!” Said Tara.

”Accidentally”. You said.

”I love playing with you”. Tara said to you.

Tara smiled. “I love playing with you too!”

When you graduated from this online program Tara took you shopping and bought you a football hat and an iced coffee. At the iced coffee shop Tara loves steal your iced coffee and drink some of yours.

But you don’t mind it because you take her ice coffee too.

She treats you like a queen she treats you so good

She always loves to hug you

And will even sneak a kiss on your cheek while you’re busy cooking dinner while Tara has to work from home

She hated that one of your friends just pushed you aside and used you for your affection and Tay went back with her sort of boyfriend

So one day you and Tara ate at this sandwich shop for lunch

You saw Tay. And her boyfriend and so did Tara she saw them too

“Isn’t that Tay? Your former friend?” Tara asked.

You sighed. “Yeah”.

Tay saw you but ignored you. She didn’t even smile at you or wave hi. Which made Tar angry. “Excuse me I’ll be back”. Said Tara.

”Babe! It’s okay”. You said still feeling upset.

Tara shook her head. “No one breaks my baby’s heart and gets away with it. I’ll be back”. She said

And Tara grabbed this drink someone just left on the table and threw it in Tay’s face. “Ahhhh!!” Tay yelled. “How dare you break my babies heart!! Have fun fucking your useless boyfriend and stay away from my girlfriend!! You blew it with her so fuck off!!” Tay yelled.

Tara walked away and sat down across from you.

You smiled and gasped. “My hero. My Tara”.

She kissed you. “I got your back baby. I’ll always protect you”.

[writing-till-i-am-dead]

Aidlyn oneshot - It's Not Romantic, I Swear.

Requested by ServingDumbassBlonde on AO3 <3

Ashlyn felt like she was about to have her brain explode. She was texting Taylor with big, long, ranting paragraphs (which is nothing like her at all).

-Ashlyn: I don't know what to do, Taylor. He won't get out of my head and I really want to punch a wall, but, like, in a good way?? But also in a panicky way. I've never felt panicky and now I'm angry because I feel panicky and now I'm angry at Aiden because HIS DUMB FACE WON'T GET OUT OF MY HEAD.

-Taylor: Holy crap.. Ashlyn.. I think you have a crush on Aiden!

Ashlyn fumbled as she read the message, nearly dropping her phone but catching it just on time. A crush? On Aiden, of all people?! No. Absolutely not. That is ridiculous, stupid, and most of all, DUMB.

-Ashlyn: No I do not! Aiden is so annoying and loud and has no sense of personal space. Plus, I've never had a crush. Ever. And I intend for it to stay that way forever.

Taylor couldn't help but giggle at Ashlyn's texts. It's so unlike her. Usually she would just text things like "OK" or "👍" or "Don't be idiots" or "Have you done the homework?". Nothing like this. Taylor likes this side of Ashlyn. Vulnerable and more like a human who has immovable patience and levelheadedness.

-Taylor: Ashlyn, I think you should just think about it for a bit. Has Aiden ever done or said anything to you that made you see him in a different light?

Ashlyn sadly had several moments she could think of. Aiden saving her from a phantom and holding her close, Aiden checking if she was OK in the hospital and brushing her hand with his, Aiden nudging her foot in the living room before going to bed when she was busy being stressed, Aiden just... being there.

But Ashlyn couldn't say that. Hell. No.

-Ashlyn: I'm going to bed.

She shut off her phone and slammed it on her nightstand, hiding her face in the pillows. She still had a couple of hours until she and the others will be in the phantom dimension. And she knew she won't be able to sleep until then.

Taylor couldn't help but giggle at the final message. She's such a cat Taylor thought.

"Hey, Tay," Tyler says, stepping into their shared bedroom. He had a new pair of black studs in his ears after re-piercing them with Aiden (who had literally begged him nonstop for entire week to pierce his ears for him).

"Ohhh, nice new earrings!" Taylor said, doing a silly wolf whistle, getting an eye roll out of him.

"Thanks. Anyways, can I borrow your phone?"

"Sure. But what for?"

"Mine is dead and I need to text Aiden proper piercing maintenance before he gets an ear infection in the first night."

Taylor chuckled as she handed him her phone. "Is that even possible?"

"With him? Probably."

Tyler opens up his sister's phone and is met with a text conversation between her and Ashlyn. Usually, Tyler wouldn't care. Why would he? Ashlyn is just blunt and annoying. But this was something he couldn't help but get curious about. Ashlyn was sending huge, long paragraphs of some sort of rant. Very unlike her. This he had to see. So what if that made him a snoop?

He read through the messages quickly and felt his jaw drop. Taylor looked over and noticed her brother's expression. "What's with that look?"

"Ashlyn likes Aiden?!"

Taylor screams and snatches her phone away. "Don't read my conversations!"

"Holy shit, is she brain dead?!"

"Don't be so mean! I think that they're adorable!"

"Of course you do!"

"Ugh! Just get out!"

"But I sleep in here!"

"I don't care! Tonight I get both bunks! Now, shoo!"

Tyler rolled his eyes, still dumbfounded as he stepped out of the room. Seriously, Ashlyn likes Aiden? What awful taste, really.

He settles onto the couch and Taylor gets on the bottom bunk. Simultaneously, all 6 of them fell asleep together.

The 6 of them met where they left off last night. They were in their camp. A phantom had somehow managed to get through and now they were trying to find where it could have come from.

"I think it's west," Ashlyn says as they catch up with each other.

"I agree with Ashlyn!" Aiden says, looking over at her with a smile that said 'I only say this because Ashlyn said it'. He often had this look when she speaks.

Ashlyn averts her eyes and hunches over slightly, hating, hating, hating whatever this was. Ugh! He trusts her so much and so fully, it made her sickeningly happy. It didn't help that he had new piercings that she thought he looks weirdly good in and UGH STOP IT, BRAIN.

Tyler felt like gagging at the two lovebirds. "It can't be west. All the lights are working there. It has to be south. The lights are dimming there."

Ashlyn narrows her eyes at him and takes a step forward. "It couldn't be south, either. The walls are way too solid over there for anything like that. And dim lights or not, it still deters the phantoms. West is also closer to the trees, where the phantoms could have more shade."

Tyler glares at her. "No way it's west. It would make no sense for it to be there. Logan is patrolling there all the time."

"He could've missed something."

"No way. He has way too sharp of an eye for that."

Logan felt like interjecting here. "I could have totally missed something, Tyler."

"No, it just makes no logical sense. It has to be the south."

The two began to yell at one another, and Tyler resulted to yelling out of pure frustration, "You have no right to think you're smart about anything, you literally have a crush on Aiden!"

The entire group went quiet and Tyler immediately regretted his words. He had gone too far. He has a bad habit of not thinking before he speaks.

Everyone stared at Ashlyn and Aiden had to suck in a breath to try and slow his heartbeat as best as possible.

"I.. I do... I don't.." But Ashlyn was an awful liar. Her red face wasn't helping, either. "I don't!" she yells again, looking at the rest of the group.

Taylor looked absolutely guilt ridden and Tyler looked like he wanted to jump off a cliff because he felt so awkward and angry with himself.

Ashlyn then looks at Aiden, who is just staring. And that just makes this all the worse!

"I... UGH!" She storms away from the rest, flipping the bird at Tyler, which is probably the most irrationally angry anyone had ever seen her.

Aiden was about to go after her, but Taylor puts a hand on his shoulder. "Give her some space."

But Aiden felt like her had to talk to her. If this was true, if this was real, then... then everything would be.. it could be... he had to see if this was true. He had to. But he knew Taylor was right.

So, for the rest of the night, the group inspected both walls, and came to the finding that Ashlyn was in fact correct about her suspicions of the west wall, which made Tyler feel even worse.

The next day, at school, Ashlyn didn't show up.

"Should I text her?" Aiden asked. He really, really wanted to talk to her. To see her face. Hear her voice. Her her say it herself. The words that he so desperately wants to hear are true.

But Taylor just shook her head. "Just leave her be. My stupid brother seriously hurt her pride."

"But what's so pride-hurting about liking me?" Aiden asked, trying to make it sound like a joke, but deep inside he was hurting that the mere idea of her liking him could be some shameful, humiliating thing.

"Probably because you're annoying," Tyler said bluntly.

"Ty!"

"Sorry, sorry, I'll shut up.."

Taylor let's out a sigh and turns back to Aiden. "It's just that.. you know how she likes to be in complete control of how she feels and stuff. She doesn't like not being in control. So being alone will give her a sense of control over her life. So let's give her that."

Aiden slumped in his chair, Ben giving him a sympathetic pat on the shoulder.

That night when they all fell asleep, Ashlyn busied herself with work, avoiding everyone else, especially Aiden. This was really starting to annoy him. He tried to follow her around as she was reloading riffles, fixing lights, and whatever else she could do. But he just couldn't keep up with her.

At school, she showed up, but sat at a different desk.

Seriously!? Let me talk to you! Aiden thought, absolutely miserable. He hated this! He hated it so much. He wanted to hear her say it. To hear if it was true. Please, please let it be true. The more time goes on, the more painful it gets.

Ashlyn didn't even show up at lunchtime.

"You're a complete idiot," Taylor said, looking over at her brother.

"I'm sorry, ok! I've sent hundreds of messages to Ash apologizing and she hasn't responded once!"

"I can't blame her!"

Aiden stands up, hating to hear the fighting any longer.

"Tyler," he says. "You are stupid. Really stupid. But you may have helped me out."

"Huh-?" But before Tyler could say anything, Aiden was sprinting out of the cafeteria in search of Ashlyn. Ben tried to reach out and grab him to stop him, but just missed.

Aiden zoomed through the halls, looking in every possible place she could be, narrowly avoiding teachers who would scold him and waist his time.

He ran up the stairs, looking in all the empty classrooms, clubs rooms, anywhere. He ran past the dance studio, where he heard music.

He stopped in his tracks and looked at the door. He very slowly approached it before peaking in. There he saw a figure.

She was moving fast, her body angry and thrashing while still keeping its elegant form, landing each jump and pirouette with rageful grace. Her hair was like a blazing fire, spinning around her form like the flames wanted to eat her alive.

Ashlyn.

Aiden opened the door, the creaking of it immediately made her stop and she whipped her head around to face him. Immediately, she looked like a cornered wild animal, ready to pounce to escape.

"Ashlyn. Can we please talk?"

She doesn't say anything as she looks around for any sort of escape.

"Please. I think I have the right to know what's going on?"

"Shut up," she spits out. This is the first time he's heard her speak in days. It was like music to his ears.

"Please, cmon. Yknow I never get this serious."

She clenched her fists, shaking angrily as she turns away. "What do you want?"

"I just.. wanna make sure you're ok."

"I'm fine!" she yells. "Happy?"

He laughs and tilts his head to observe her. "You don't look it."

"I.. ugh! I.. am fine. I'm fine! I'm in complete control and I'm not on the verge of punching someone in the face or on the verge of crying or anything like that! I AM FINE!"

He takes a step forward, trying to remain slow. He pulls his hoodie over his head and tightly pulls the string, the hoodie overtaking his face.

"I don't see anything," he says.

Such a goofy, Aiden way to show that he cares. Damnit..

She sucks in a breath and lets out a scream of frustration. She might be crying. That was weird. She never does. Why now?

"Damnit, damnit! I've never felt like this and I don't know how to handle it. All my nerves are in fight or flight. Everything is exciting but scary and I hate it!" she yells, kicking the wall.

He nods along to her words, keeping his eyes blinded with his hoodie as not to embarass her.

"And for some reason.. Some reason.. I like you. I think. Ugh! You won't get out of my head. I want you to comfort me and I want to squeeze you so tight that you suffocate. And in a good way!"

Aiden goes completely quiet now. She said it. She actually said it. And so matter-of-factly. Wow.. But he had to keep his cool, for her sake.

Aiden stays silent as she takes in deep, slow breaths before saying, "Can I look now?"

She pauses before answering with, "No."

"Please?"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"Because-!" she stops herself. Because she's so embarrassed and if she were to see his stupid, stupid face right now, she might just crumble. She might just melt. She might just completely fall in love.

He takes a step forward, a small one since he can't see where he's going. "Ash." His voice is muffled through the fabric.

"Stop it.." she says, covering her ears in defiance.

"I like you," he says.

"Shut up."

"Haha!"

She grabs his hoodie and pulls it down. He sees her face. Her eyes are down and her face is redder than her hair. She looks almost ashamed.

"I don't know what I'm doing," she says, frowning deeply.

"I don't either!" he says with a wide smile.

He takes her hand, and she lets him. She doesn't know why.

"I like you," he says again.

"I heard you the first time."

"Can you say it again, then?"

"No."

He laughs, his shoulders shaking from his own nervousness, but also his joy. "That's ok. Take your time."

[lotties-ashwagandha]

MAKE IT UP TO YOU

kinktober day two — mommy kink — taissa forgets to show for your date, but later she makes it up to you.

was specifically thinking season 1 senator tai when i wrote this bc im specific like that but ;) also this is fem!reader but the rest of the days for kinktober will be gn afab reader

You’d hardly responded to any of her messages since two o’clock. You knew it was a bit manipulative, a bit petty, but you were pissed.

Taissa had promised that she would meet you for lunch at a little before noon. You’d made special reservations at a restaurant you both liked to celebrate her campaign, and you knew that apart from some paperwork she was free to meet you. The two of you had scheduled it almost a week in advance.

You’d sat at the restaurant for an hour waiting for her to show up. You had called, texted, everything, but still she never showed up. When finally Tai had picked up the phone she’d given you a hurried apology before hanging up and slipping into a campaign meeting.

Since then you’d been at home, having said fuck it to the rest of your work day to sit at home and wallow in your ever-growing disappointment. She never missed a date you planned, and you had been looking forward to this one, and all she’d offered you was a half-assed apology.

You heard the lock to the front door click and after a moment she was revealed, a bit nonchalant. You watched silently from the couch, a book in your hands left open on a page you’d read 3 times but still couldn’t get over your anger enough to comprehend.

Taissa turned around and gave you a soft smile. You could see in her expression that she felt a bit guilty.

“I still had to pay for the reservation, you know,” you said, “even though you never showed up. And let me tell you, that table we requested was not cheap.”

“I know,” she said tiredly, making her way over to the couch to sit next to you. “I’m sorry. I got caught up in some paperwork and my phone died so the alarm I set to leave didn’t go off, and then I was packed with meetings this afternoon. I know it’s not an excuse, but I really was looking forward to our date.”

Apparently not enough, you wanted to say, but couldn’t bring yourself to. You just nodded, exhausted with all of it, exhausted with anger.

“Come here,” Tai said, patting her lap. After a moment of hesitation you straddled her thighs. You were still a big angry, but her presence soothed you, and your let yourself relax a bit at her touch. “I love you,” she said.

“I love you, too.”

“But you’re still upset.”

You didn’t respond. You let her pull you into a soft kiss, and though it didn’t last long you could feel the sincerity, and when she pulled away you could see something akin to hunger in her eyes.

“Let mommy make it up to you,” she said, one of her hands wrapping gently around your neck. “Let me show you how much I want you, angel, would you like that?”

Your breath hitched, warmth pooling between your legs as you melted into her touch. “Yes, mommy…”

Her lips twitched in a small smile, and she pushed you back onto the couch, moving to straddle your hips. She pulled her shirt off, and after a moment her bra followed, tossed mindlessly to the floor.

She brought your hands up to her tits, and you whined, rolling her nipples under your thumbs, groping at her chest. She was so beautiful above you, watching you with a heavy gaze, her red lipstick slightly smudged from when she’d kissed you.

“Such a good girl,” Taissa smirked, tracing her hand down your neck, watching you, claiming you, sitting above you like an empress. “Take your shirt off for mommy, baby.”

You took your shirt off immediately, your bra too, and you writhed under her touch as she began to kiss your chest. The marks she left were beautiful, painting you as her own work of art, all down your chest and breasts and sternum. She knew exactly where to suck, where to bite down gently to have you moaning beneath her, and the ache between your legs grew incessantly.

“Look at you, baby,” she cooed, tracing her fingers between your breasts and down to your sternum. “So gorgeous like this for mommy, covered in marks, squirming for me. I can feel how desperate you are, pretty girl, do you need me that bad? Even after how upset you were earlier?”

You nodded and Taissa slipped a hand bed between your legs, slipping past your underwear to feel the wetness accumulating beneath.

“I fucking thought so,” she said, using her other hand on your jaw and forcing you to look at her. “Because even with as mad as you can get, you’re still mine.”

“Yours,” you repeated, surrendering completely, your hips bucking into her hand.

Taissa nodded, satisfied, pressing a quick kiss to your jaw before moving down to pull off your pants and underwear. She settled between your thighs, kissing them, hands exploring your ass and hips. You melted into her touch, relaxing as she continued to kiss up your thighs, jumping slightly when she bit down on a mark she’d sucked.

“Mommy, please,” you whined, squirming a bit under her touch, aching for her. It was becoming unbearable how much you needed her to touch you.

“Do you want mommy to fuck you, princess?” She asked, her tone slightly demeaning. “Do you want me to make you cum?”

Before you could answer she spread you with her fingers and ran her tongue through your folds. Your back arched slightly, pleasure jolting through you like electric shockwaves.

Her tongue flicked at your clit and you gasped, moaning when she sucked it into her mouth. It was perfect, the way she touched you, and you were addicted to it.

She slipped two fingers into you, coming up to kiss you, your moans muffled by her lips and her tongue that you could taste yourself on.

“Good girl,” she cooed, setting a slow pace with her fingers. “You’re taking mommy’s fingers so well, pretty girl.”

You whimpered in response, lost in the feeling of her fingers inside of you as she took over everything. Her hand again found your neck, squeezing softly until you met her gaze, and her grip relaxed.

“You look so beautiful like this,” Tai said, and you could feel yourself tightening around her fingers. “All fucked out for me, mommy’s perfect girl.”

“Mommy, fuck,” you breathed, arching into her touch. “I’m so close, please…”

“Cum for me, baby. Show me how pretty you look when you cum for me.”

You gasped, white-hot pleasure coursing through your and your body stiffening as you came, a moan escaping you. You could feel nothing but her, sense and see and hear nothing but Taissa, and it was heaven.

“That’s it, baby, you’re doing so well,” she whispered, working you through your orgasm. She only pulled her fingers from you once you pushed her hand away, your senses overwhelmed with the perfection she’d evoked.

She squeezed to lay down next to you on the couch and pulled you into her arms. Your head rested on her chest, and you let her heartbeat soothe you.

“Feel better?” She teased, and you resisted a laugh. “Am I forgiven?”

“I’m not sure yet,” you said. “I think you might still owe me another round or two.”

[tophifeee]

A very angry and hot take

I don't care what the fandom thinks, but I've never felt sorry for Azula. And it's not because I consider her a psychopath or a monster from birth. I know that she was also a victim of abuse and an ABUSER. I keep in mind that she is also a victim but... You know what? She disgusts me. I think she deserved everything she got and even more. None of the people she hurt owes her anything. Do you even know how disgusting it sounds when you want a victim to help their abuser? I'd rather the characters that Azula hurt sent her the fuck away and didn't even dare to think about helping her. Because the victim should not help his abuser in any case, especially when the abuser does not change and continues to cause pain. It's probably great to hate Mei and Tai Lee for not allowing themselves to be manipulated and intimidated anymore. They betrayed poor Azula! Ugh. Bad, bad Ursa for punishing Azula because she treats her brother terribly! Nasty, bad Zuko! He did not try to earn the love of his father and only whined to his mother! He should realize how hard Azula worked and suffered! Why didn't he save Azula from their evil mother? I hate to see it. I never loved Azula, and by and large I didn't care about her. But her stans are real apologists for abuse who say immoral things. All they want to do is blame anyone but Azula. The poor girl is not responsible for her actions she's only fourteen! It's not a friendly reminder at all, all the characters here are children. During her mental breakdown, I was even angry that the creators wanted to make me sympathize with her. Her character and actions are disgusting and I don't feel a bit sorry for her. I repeat that I know that she is a victim and she was manipulated, but this should not justify her. I'm sorry, I can't force myself to sympathize with assholes. And I don't have to. Imagine a person might not like a villainous character. A woman can also be a villain. It's very convenient to call people who don't like such characters misogynists and abelists, because then it seems that the problem is with someone else, and not that you are an apologist for abuse. I know that I will also be accused of misogyny or something else, but I do not take into account the opinion of people like most of the Azula stans.

[heretherebedork]

The hurt on Tien's face. The absolute agony of realizing that not only is he not chosen but also that the person he loves is soulmates with his brother and that when he was asking him about choosing the last time they were together... that wasn't about him at all.

I want to go back with all of this to how Lomfon wasn't going to tell Tai until he found out Tai was the one who saved him, Tai was the person he considered his first love. And only then did he give in to what he thought was fate and destiny. But he gave in only to be turned down and pushed away and pushed down and Tai left and now he's angry at the world and fate and destiny and all that anger ends up pointed right at Tien because he's there and because he's rude and he's brash and even though Lomfon knows he's more fragile than he lets on... it's hard to remember when you're hurting.

This did not get less painful. Not at all. Not even in the slightest. This is Tien is agony because he's realizing that no one chooses him. That the person he thought might like him in return was in love with his brother and that he was never an option (even though he definitely was, even though he is, but he's never been chosen and now Lomfon has chosen his brother again... like everyone else.)

(I also want to point out that the entire thing with Tien and Lomfon started with Tai taking Lomfon's side in the bookstore and now Lomfon is choosing Tai and Tien is still the one that no one chooses.)

Tien is just hurting so much. He's been watching his brother finally be happy, he's been falling in love with Lomfon, life was so good and then suddenly he's thrust in the middle of this drama where his brother has two soulmates (or none!?) and now everyone can hear in the rain and yet the person who started all of this doesn't know.

And this is why Lomfon reacts so angrily to Tien. Because he was trying to choose between Tai and Tien (I still believe he was, it only makes sense) and instead Tien is pulling Patts in, not himself. Lomfon is trying to figure out what any of the soulmates bit means and Tien is accusing him of only doing this to break them apart when it really, really was about Lomfon's feelings and his own internal confusion... and so he cuts Tien to the core.

Lomfon is lost in this pain. He knows he got rejected by Tai and having Tien accuse him of trying to break up Tai and Patts has lead to anger and nothing else, to unleash this pain on Tien because there's no one else there to put that pain onto except himself and that's too much, he's hurt and he's alone and so many ideas he was holding have shattered, all those hopes and dreams and ideas of fate and destiny and first love and then to be accused of only doing it to break up a couple and destroy their happiness?

It's so perfect because that is not what Lomfom expected at all. It's the last response he expected. Because no one thinks of Tien as this serious. For all the anger and all the bluster and all his rudeness and his brashness.... there is no one as full of care and love and kindness as Tien. He puts up so, so many fronts for the world and only a few get a chance to see beyond it... and even they barely seem to believe it.

Lomfon broke his heart on Tai and then shattered on Tien only he shattered like glass... he's a storm and wind and rain and he blew out a candle and he spread the glass of his pain everywhere not realizing how much he was going to hurt Tien in the process because no one thinks about hurting Tien.

(And Tien is going to abandon their project never week, to leave behind the 'message from the heart' to get away from Lomfon and all the work they've done and all the time they've spent because Lomfon broke his heart and hurt his brother and Lomfon has nothing, he's got nothing, what can he say after this?)

[florencetypemaniacs]

I love the update! My favorite has to be my lovley Margaret. Is there something about the RO's that, if the PC found out, they would be embarrassed?

I am so glad that you loved Margaret! She needs some love!

💛 Marcel

Marcel might be ashamed of so many things from his past, but not his hobbies. He would want to introduce you to bird watching and reading, something he enjoys a great deal, and while he might be a tiny bit worried you'll find him boring, he would understand if it wasn't your thing. 

🧡 Margaret

I can see her being a little embarrassed about her inexperience with relationships. She is so new to everything and would be so worried about ruining it for the both of you if you were in a relationship. 

❤️ Owen

This one is a little harder for me, like Marcel. I would say that Owen is ashamed of a lot of things, but I think he doesn’t get embarrassed about anything that has happened in his past, hobbies, or even embarrassing moments. I could honestly just see him shrugging at you when you questioned him about something embarrassing he did and be like,

"Yeah? And?" 

💙 Rosemary

No. Rosemary is very in tune with herself and doesn't get embarrassed by much, but she does have a soft spot in her heart for romance and cheesy things that I could see her getting a little defensive about. 

🩵 Tai

Yes, but it would be in a very angry tone. Tai definitely keeps things close to his chest, like his love for cooking and western movies, so I imagine if you were to ask him about it, he would get angry until he realized that you were just curious, which he would force himself to apologize to you.  Although if you looked interested, he might cook for you or drop a western movie for you to watch. to bond with you.

💚 Zane

Yes! He does have his guilty pleasures; one that your character will be introduced to is that he loves kid cartoons. Which is very cute until he starts yelling at the TV to make the characters fight each other. He will be embarrassed when you find out in the main story. 

[misspoetree]

So the lovely @haahka and I were talking about Tay and how it's a bit sad that the fandom only ever seems to send him on shopping tours or focus on his fashion (you guys know that I'm obsessed with the KinnPorsche Fashion myself, but it's just a little...unadventurous, you know).

And then I got waaay to deep into headcanons with the equally lovely @tumsa (I'm not even sorry for the spam 😌❤).

Now, there are two things I want to do: first, I'd love to hear more Tay headcanons - feel free to throw them at me (as an ask, in the tags, added to this post, whatever you prefer). Because I'm really curious. 👀

And second, I'm going to share a few of mine:

Tay is way more capable than anyone thinks. (But no one needs to know that.)

People treat Tay like a princess within the show - I mean, he isn't even allowed to help in the kitchen at Porsche's. But I don't think Tay IS a princess. I think it's a protective façade. Because letting oneself be underestimated is a (survival) strategy in a world of money and constant power struggle, and a smart one at that. Yes, Tay is really good at reading people in general, but I also feel like people tend to let their guard down around him. Because he's kind, and understanding, and compassionate - and he seems harmless, a bit spoiled even. His 'softness' puts people at ease, makes them talk, makes them more honest than they probably should be. He's not a threat after all. I bet he knows a lot of things he shouldn't. I bet he's smart enough to use that knowledge (to help other people, to help himself, if needed). And I bet Tay could be fucking dangerous if he ever chose to (and wouldn't that be exciting 👀).

I also like to think that Tay has a strong survival instinct that goes beyond 'pretending to be incapable'. He and Kinn have been friends for ages, their families know each other, he basically grew up surrounded by mafia. He probably witnessed Tankhun's kidnapping back in the day. The horror and trauma of it. Tay's family is rich. He's close to the Theerapanyakuls. To the future head of the family. But he DOESN'T have an army of bodyguards following him around. And the downside of 'being harmless' is looking like an easy victim. Tay is too smart to be unprepared. So in my headcanon he knows how to handle a crisis, knows how to deal with danger, knows how to survive. Knows how to get out of the country quickly, how to get money without leaving a trail, how to get an unregistered gun. How to land a mean punch even though he hates it, how to apply (good) first aid EVEN THOUGH HE HATES IT. (I do think that he really isn't a fan of physical stuff, so the princess image is not completely off. Or, well, he lets it work in his favour.)

Tay's reaction to being hurt, being really hurt, is to shut his emotions down completely.

I don't enjoy how Tay's often written as dramatic and over-emotional in his confrontations with Time after what happened at Hum Bar. He isn't sober when he catches his boyfriend shoving his tongue down another man's throat, and well, his boyfriend is shoving his tongue down another man's throat. So of course he's fucking angry. And emotional. Right then and there. But the thing is, Tay had time to think, time to cool off in those other confrontations. And that's just the way to describe Tay's demeanor then: cool, cold, like ice. I like to think that he just freezes over. Turns into a statue of neutral disinterest. Just imagine: someone like Tay, always so kind and compassionate, staring you down with an expressionless face, not reacting to anything you say, looking close to fucking bored. Imagine what that would do to Time, always so full of himself, always so used to getting reactions out of Tay. Walking straight into a wall of ice. Completely out of his element. Really forced to put the work in for once. And it truly is hard work to break through to Tay once he closes his feelings off from you. A little bit of grovelling might be necessary. (That said, dealing with his emotions like that isn't good for Tay either. Of course not.)

There's...'something' between Tay and Vegas, some kind of understanding

I never got over TAY asking after Vegas in the final episode. Or the way Tay watches Vegas as he passes him during the auction. So I'm having a lot of fun wondering about the 'relationship' between Tay and Vegas, or how potential interactions could have gone down.

I mean, Tay 'belongs' to Kinn. We know that Vegas wants everything that belongs to Kinn (I bet he thinks Kinn must have fucked a pretty boy like that at least once. Even though it's not his usual type. Why else would he stick around?). Tay's caring and understanding. We know how Vegas can react...to something like that. (Not him falling in love after one free therapy session or something like that.) Tay is really good at reading people, he is really good at reading Kinn. And we know Vegas is not so different from Kinn (in some ways), even though he would murder anyone suggesting something like that to his face. Or maybe that's exactly what Tay does. Telling that to his face. As Vegas tries to seduce him, in the earlier days. But Tay doesn't try to wound him with that, to be cruel or mean, it's just an observation, spoken in that calm and understanding tone of his. And a younger Vegas is so shocked by that statement that he just...stops? And stares at Tay who just keeps going with that warm look in his eyes and those observations that hit a little too close to home until he can't take it anymore and turns on his heel to...definitely NOT run away like a dog with his tail between his legs.

Vegas keeps his distance after that. That princess isn't worth the effort, he tells himself. Or maybe he doesn't. Maybe he stops trying to seduce Tay, yes. But they end up talking again. And again. Because Vegas desperately needs to know what Tay meant with those things he said. And there's just... something about their conversations that keeps Vegas coming back. Until (stealing some thoughts from @tumsa here <3) Tay tries to convince Vegas that the competition between him and Kinn is dumb. Vegas does keep his distance, then.

And Tay gives up trying to help, trying to make him see how futile all of this is because it's clear Vegas won't listen to anyone but his father. But he still cares about Vegas, and seeing all the things Vegas does to himself without realising, seeing that ever-growing self-destructive obsession with Kinn sits like a leaden ball in Tay's stomach. The knowledge that he can't do anything to help is a bit like its own form of torture.

Anyways, (stealing again from @tumsa) Tay definitely ends up going to the hospital to visit Vegas. In secret, of course. And seeing Vegas and Pete together, seeing Vegas being changed by love, seeing him try to be a better person for Pete, putting all this effort in to make it work - maybe all of this forces Tay to reflect on his own love life for once. To reflect on the things he wants. The things he deserves, after all.

Nearly everyone had a crush on Tay, one time or another

You guys know the thing we do with Vegas? Like how VegasPete is the holy grail of endgame ships but it's so much fucking fun to ship Vegas with everyone and to imagine all his possible encounters and escapades? Because he's manipulation, seduction and psychological issues stacked on top of each other and wrapped in a velvet shirt?

Well. I like to do the same thing with Tay. For more or less opposite reasons. Because he's understanding and warm and compassionate and smart (and really pretty). In a world full of violence and trauma and repressed emotions, only sharp edges. I mean, who wouldn't crave the warmth, who wouldn't want to bathe in the sunlight for a while? I'm pretty sure people are falling en masse for Tay. And I think Tay doesn't always know how to handle it. Or genuinely doesn't realise what kind of effect he has on those poor bastards for doing nothing more than showing them a bit of kindness. Or maybe he's simply choosing to ignore it because he only has eyes for one person and one person alone.

Anyways, a lot of fun directions to go with this last headcanon for now. (And I'm keeping it intentionally vague and without examples because otherwise, this would turn into a multichapter fanfic I don't have time to write just now. 🤡)

[ultrone]

Nothing like a bit of being on a rival soccer team, and being in a relationship with lottie, like the TENSION post matches where one of you has an ego through the roof from winning, the other is such a sore loser, and just the angry make out with digs that are somehow compliments about eachothers teams

teasing each other constantly about who’s a better player, but at the same time admiring each other’s skills. and the angry make outs omg 🤭 quickly running to the locker rooms to hook up while everyone else is out in the field celebrating,, or going to lottie’s car to fuck in the parking lot

also imagine it being a secret relationship, both teams absolutely hating each other so the both of you would have to keep it a secret or your teammates would literally kill you 😭 i can only imagine tai’s face when she finds out, and then shauna’s annoying ass being like “can’t be easy… knowing u’re a fucking mole,” 🙄🙄 like shut up already, not your jealous homoerotic friendship ass talking 😒🤚🏻🤣🫵🏻

and all the cute lingering looks during the matches, wanting to touch and kiss each other but not being able to 😫 i could talk abt this all day