#thanks to the shadowban lifting i can now post this

[toshidou]

you are a legend for this, and i think everyone should be personally thanking you for this absolutely massive brained, pussy altering, dick twinging idea.

wc // 1.4k

tags // 18+ ONLY, afab reader (no pronouns mentioned), bottom!Ghost, top!reader, strap on, stomach bulge, overstimulation, crying, no aftercare written but i promise simon gets all the kisses and cuddles needed after <33

Harsh sounds of wet skin slapping obscenely together echoes against the pastel painted walls of your bedroom; the low light of a full moon casting a perfect spotlight on the mattress, highlighting every rippling muscle in the back of the man who lies under you. His fingers are gripping onto loose, scrunched sheets, knuckles white and veins popping, as though his tight hold on sullied bed linen is the last frayed thread keeping his sanity together.

"Fucking shit," parted lips practically whine, shining with drool in the dim light of the darkened sky above, painting a picture you commit to memory for a lonely night where your hand is your only solace.

“Feels good to get fucked, doesn’t it baby?” You croon, fingers caressing the scarred skin of his thighs, so hot to the touch, slick with sweat and lube, “Knew you’d like this, fuckin’ knew you’d be a slut for strap.” You don’t get a verbal response, just deep, intoxicating groans that reverberate through the mattress, positively drunk on power as you watch this military enigma, this well-respected, commanding figure fall apart from under you. Because of you.

You slow your hips, leaning back on your knees just to watch the way silicone so deliciously stretches his pink rim. Hungry eyes observing just how easily it swallows every inch given to it so fucking greedily, still fluttering around the base of your strap, as though all ten inches of thick cock buried within his body wasn’t enough, as if he somehow needs more.

Simon Riley looks nothing less than pornographic when he gets fucked, skin burning red, lips parted in the perfect little ‘o’, hips wantonly canting back against yours because he can think of nothing else but how fucking incredible he feels. And it’s not at all fair, because when he leaves you for weeks on end, all you can think about is this. How taut muscle ripples under your fingertips, so sensitive to every touch against his skin, no matter how feather-light. Haunted by the way his usually baritone growl pitches up, wrecked whines replacing low grunts with every forceful thrust.

“Turn over for me baby, want to see how pretty you look when you cum on my strap.”

Solid fingers unfurl from the sheets, leaving indents in their place as he shakily attempts to turn over, the only aid you offer coming in the form of pulling the silicone cock from his abused hole with a satisfying pop, reveling in his responding disgruntled huff.

His back hits the mattress not long after, built thighs automatically spreading, coaxing you like a siren call as you shuffle ever closer, fingernails dragging from his kneecap to his inner thigh, perfect red marks left in their wake. God, he’s a vision like this. Sultry, lidded eyes stare up at you, pupils engulfing his irises, leaving only vacant black in its place, gazing at you as though you are all he’s ever needed, as though he'd kiss the ground if he knew you'd walked on it. Thick, tattooed arms come to hook under his knees, pulling up until they meet rounded pecks, resting just under perked, dusty nipples. The sight alone has you leaking, your inner thighs soaked with arousal under the thick harness straps, clit throbbing with need, unstimulated and wanting. So desperately wanting. But you hardly feel it, no fingers against your sex could even come close to the feeling of lining up a silicone tip with his presented hole, clenching lewdly around air, beckoning you to fill him to the hilt once again.

Nothing, however, could have prepared you for the sight that awaits you as the strap sinks effortlessly into his hole. Flat, muscled skin gives way to plastic, rising in the perfect imprint of your cock, growing ever larger until hips meet flush against his ass. You can’t take your eyes of it, both hands moving down to push against his distended abdomen, desperate to check if your mind is deceiving you, if your strap is actually moulding his body into a perfect fleshlight, just for you.

“Fuckin’ hell, don’t-,” A hitch in his breath as your fingers curl over the bump, ignoring the harsh twitch of his cock as it bobs above your hand, “Don’t do that, don’t wanna cum yet.”

Molten eyes flick up to meet his head on, a challenge set like steel in your mind as you withdraw your hips, palms still pressing down against his now flat stomach. Chestnut brown hair hits the pillow the second you begin to fuck him with earnest, leaning your weight on your hands just to hear the frenzied curses and pleas that fall from his pretty lips, barely able to see past his chin from where his head is thrown back.

“Who said you were only cumming once tonight, Simon?” Your words punctuated with every sharp smack of hips against his ass and inner thighs, the skin stinging red with every brutal slap. With near perfect timing, Simon’s cries pitch up to a decibel you never thought possible from him, watching with nothing less than unconstrained awe as thick streams of white coat his skin all the way up to his sternum, dripping down onto your hands, his cock twitching helplessly as he comes untouched on your strap.

But you don’t relent, not for a second. Your hips don’t falter, fucking him through his climax until he’s shaking from overstimulation, his spent cock weeping pathetically where it rests on his abdomen, cum coated hands leaving his stomach only to play torturously with the dark red head of his dick.

It takes you a moment to realise, so caught up in his pleasure that you don’t notice his chin tilt down, not until you hear it. A sniffle. One glance is all it takes to see that you’ve reduced Simon to tears, wide yearning eyes shine so perfectly in the moonlight, pretty tear tracks running down red blotched cheeks, streaming down his jugular where they pool in indented collarbones. You’ve never wanted to lick something more in your entire life, knowing without doubt that salted tears would melt to saccharine sugar on your tongue, the taste of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

The sight only spurs you on further, thrusts increasing to a near feverish pace, chasing a high that will never come for you, but you don’t care, nothing else matters in this moment more than the man who lays under you, twitching, squirming, and crying, begging for more, sobbing for less, desperate for you. You can’t choose where to look, given an impossible choice of staring at his wrecked face, or the ever-present bulge that raises at every cant of your hips, eventually settling for the latter, eyes near drilling holes into the imprint of your strap from where it’s buried within him.

Pathetic, whimpered babbles drip from Simon’s lips, his eyes unfocused, blurred by tears and blinded by overwhelming pleasure, unable to do anything but lie there and take it, take everything you’re willing to give him with no complaints, just unconditional obedience. And fuck, does it suit him, he wears submission like he’s made for it, crafted so perfectly to give everything that he is over to your trusted hands. It makes you feel like a God.

It only takes a fingertip, dragged from his balls up to his frenulum before he’s pushed over the edge once again, his red, swollen hole spasming around unyielding plastic, sucking your strap in, forcing you to remain still as weak spurts of cum drips down the bloated skin of his abs, joining dried seed from his previous climax, painting the perfect picture of bliss on his skin.

And whilst Simon lies there, chest heaving and eyes painted with pretty stars formed by unshed tears, you can’t help but lean to the side and grab your phone, capturing the moment with shaking hands.

After all, you’ll need this photo for when Simon is away again, to remind yourself that you are the only person on the face of this Earth to ever have earned his submission. To ever reduce him to a mess of his own release and tears.

And as you throw your phone to the side, lowering your chest to lay flush with his, lips meeting in a soft, adoring kiss, you know he’s all you’ll ever need and so, so much more.

[sundrop-writes]

Not A Good Time

Gar Logan x Gender Neutral Reader

Summary:

You witness Gar using his fighting skills while on a mission, and you can’t wait to get home to show him just how turned on you are by him. (You give him a blowjob in a not-so-secluded alleyway.)

Gar Logan x Gender Neutral Reader. Established Relationship. Smut. Set during early Season 3.

Word Count: 2,000

DC Titans Masterlist | AO3 Link

This fic contains (Slightly) Dubious Consent. Both characters are feeling lustful and want to have sex, but one of them is feeling hesitant about having sex in a semi-public location where they could get caught. The other person has to convince them to have sex while these risks are at play. If this makes you uncomfortable, please choose one of my other fics to read.

THIS IS A RE-POST. This is a fic from my old blog (a blog that was shadowbanned, forcing me to move). This fic is not stolen, it is completely mine, and I am just re-posting it to help people find my new blog, and to make my masterlist complete when I post new fics for this fandom.

Full list of warnings and author's notes below the cut.

Warnings: smut, semi-public sex (with a risk of getting caught), slightly dubious consent/coercion (see the above explanation for details), Gar gets a blowjob, the reader swallows Gar’s cum, switch!Gar, the reader is more dominant in this, fuck-drunk Gar, the reader is completely gender neutral/there are no specifics mentions of genitals for the reader, nipple play (Gar receiving), Gar calls reader ‘my love’ and ‘lover’ (cause that is my new obsession), dirty talk (kind of), slight scent kink/sweat kink, mentions of choking/gagging on a dick and slight breath restriction because of it. Hmmm I think that’s it? this is short and sweet. could be set outside the canon, or between season 2 and season 3.

A/N: This is another repost - because I am trying to break up the Titans Blurb Collection. Because I am trying to make sure I have everything transferred over from my old DC Titans Masterlist so I can delete the link to it lmao. I still love this one just as much as when I first wrote it, because every time I watch Gar fight/spar, I go batshit. He is so hot while doing it. Anyway, please enjoy, whether you are reading this for the first time or re-reading it.

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“Now is… now is so not the time for this!” 

Gar’s declaration came out broken, thanks to his breath wavering with a gasp as your teeth nipped along his stomach. You were mouthing right on the hem of his jeans, knowing it was a place that he was the most sensitive. His muscles jumped and jolted under your touch, a sure sign that he was getting wound up, even if he was attempting to verbally deny you. 

You definitely enjoyed the taste of his skin, especially seeing as a light sheen of sweat had gathered on him during the fight. It was a natural musk that you found absolutely delicious under your tongue, something so Gar that it almost hurt. If you had been in your bedroom at home with him, you would have been tempted to strip him down and lick every inch of him, practically give him a tongue bath and tease him for hours before finally letting him cum. 

You loved to drink up the sounds he made when he was fully at your mercy, loved seeing his muscles quiver when he was desperate for release. You loved making him beg for you. 

But he was right. Now was not the ideal time for this.

Police sirens rang in your ears and you heard the distant chatter of Kory’s voice as she talked to the cops and likely to some reporters as well. Dick was off somewhere avoiding the reporters, and Conner was helping a crew lift some heavy barrels of some toxic chemical to load them onto a truck and get them away from the scene. 

Once the rest of the team had all the loose ends tied up, they would eventually come looking for you and Gar. 

But for now, you were on your knees in front of Gar - and you had no plans of giving the position up just yet. You had him pinned against a concrete wall inside the winding warehouse that the Titans had just cleared out. It was secluded enough that you didn’t think you would get caught. 

You just had to convince Gar of that. 

“Tell me ‘no’.” You announced boldly to him, mostly for the fact that you knew that this would be very hard for him. “Say the word and I’ll wait til we get home.” 

You looked up at Gar through your lashes, tempting him as best you could with a bite to your lip and a lustful glow in your eyes. You gave another sharp nip to his exposed skin, digging your teeth into the soft flesh with taut muscles underneath. He drew in a sharp breath at this - clearly you were heavily testing his patience. 

You had his shirt raked halfway up his body and held there by your hand, because surprisingly, all of his clothes were still on. You crept your grip under the fabric and blindly felt around until you got your fingers on his nipple. You gave it a sharp tweak as you sucked a visible reddish mark beside his belly button. 

“Y/N!” He yelped out your name at this unexpected burst of pleasure-pain, his body jolting under your touch. “Wait-” 

His protests dissolved into a needy whine as you continued to roll his nipple between your fingers and tongue wetly along his skin. 

His fists were curled tight at his sides, clearly trying to keep some semblance of self control. Obviously, he was using every ounce of willpower not to bend you over the nearest object (which appeared to be a large chemical drum that was an ingredient for the mass chemical weapon the Titans had just disturbed the plot of) - and fuck you senseless. But he wasn’t pushing you away. The temptation was just as big for him. 

Especially if the thick bulge sitting under your chin was any indication. 

He was just as enthralled by the idea of possibly getting caught. He was intensely turned on at the idea that you couldn’t wait to get him home. 

“Someone is gonna come by-” He argued, his voice almost breathless. 

“That’s not a ‘no’.” You replied, your voice a melodic taunt as you reached for his zipper. 

Watching Gar fight always got you horny. It was a simple, but firm fact of life. 

You did love the Tiger. It was something you found oddly cute where others considered it terrifying, and you loved to pet him and cuddle with him while he was in the Tiger form, given any opportunity to do so. 

But you loved to watch Gar fight when he was his normal human self infinitely more.

Back when the two of you had started training at Titans Tower, you were quickly struck with the realization that Gar wasn’t adorable when he fought in his human form - he was downright filthy hot. The two of you almost never practiced sparring together, because if you did, you became far too distracted by the sight of him. You always left wet spots on your underwear and spent many minutes staring at him gape-mouthed as he moved with athleticism and increasing skill.

Seeing Gar Logan covered in sweat, seeing his muscles flex and stretch as he moved to defeat an enemy - in practice or with purpose - was always the highlight of your day. 

And Gar knew this. 

It’s probably why he had chosen no to utilize the Tiger for the mission that night. He would tell Dick it was because he wanted to put his fighting skills to good use. But in reality, he had wanted to turn you on. He had tempted you into this. 

Gar took one last haste look around. 

Of course, you had pulled him away to a somewhat secluded area. You weren’t that dumb. You weren’t in the direct eyeline of any of the other Titans, and you would definitely be finished by the time someone thought to come looking for you. 

“Fuck it.” Gar sighed. “Go ahead.” 

“Ask me nicely,” You dared to tease him further. 

You began to pull down the zipper anyway, the metal teeth moving loudly and slowly as you looked up at him with a coy, almost bratty expression. 

You had won. That’s all that mattered. 

“Suck my cock.” 

Gar replied, the words ripe and full of want on his tongue. 

It was something that instantly made heat bloom between your thighs. 

“Please.” 

Then he added this on - almost sarcastically, with that entitled, witty little smile. 

You could have devoured him whole. 

Instead, you chose to suck his soul out through his dick until he was absolutely dizzy. You wanted to make him regret being so snarky. 

You took the zipper down the rest of the way and popped the button on his jeans, knowing that his mighty cock would need the extra room to escape. As per usual, he wasn’t wearing any underwear, which only made things more convenient for you. His long, thick cock, hard and ready for you, was exposed to the chill of the air for a fraction of a second before you had him in your mouth. You sucked him halfway down with enthusiastic determination. 

He let out a downright needy whine - something so utterly beautiful coming from him. The sound was unhinged, bouncing off the concrete walls as he tipped his head back and closed his eyes with pleasure. If he was worried about getting caught before, then he very quickly forgot about it. 

Luckily, all the bustle of shifting off the criminals and quiet whoop of police sirens securing the scene easily drowned out any of his sounds for other ears. You were the only one able to hear his sweet little whines and desperate huffs as you fucked him with your mouth. 

You were lucky to have your hands on his hips because it meant you were prepared for the motion of him bucking forward into your lips. And although he had enhanced strength from his powers, you were able to hold him back somewhat and keep him from choking you. You weren’t a stranger to choking on Gar’s cock, and it was something you equally loved.

But this time, you were going to be in control. 

“Fuck, Y/N, your mouth is so fucking good,” 

He jumped into lust-mumbling, something he often did when your mouth was on his cock. It wasn’t intentional dirty talk, so much as it was a hazy, lust drunk set of words that fell from his mouth without much thought to it. It was something about him that you found to be entirely endearing. 

“God, you’re so perfect, oh! Your fucking tongue-”

You pulled back slightly and shoved your tongue into his slit. You licked up the precum that was freely leaking from him as you pumped the rest of his cock with your hand. His dick felt wonderful and thick and pulsed in your hand, and you took a glance upwards at him. His chest heaved from your efforts already and he looked so fucked out, his head leaned back against the concrete wall while his mouth was wide open in a beautiful, pornographic O. 

“Fuck, I love it. I love the way you suck me off, lover. You’re so fucking good at this.” Gar continued, his breath stolen by you already. 

You loved it, too. 

You pressed your fingers to the base of his dick and held him steady for your mouth as you sunk down on him again. And then, with the time constraint in mind, you began bobbing your head, keeping a tight suction on your lips and flattening your tongue against him. You turned your mouth into a perfect, wet little place for his cock, sucking him off with vigor - eager to drink his cum. 

“Ah!” Gar cried out, moving to buck his hips again. 

With only one hand holding him down, he was successful this time. He inadvertently made you gag as the head of his dick poked at the back of your throat. It spurned tears from the corners of your eyes, but you loved it. He heard the gag and immediately felt guilty for his uncontrollable muscles, driven by his wild lust for you. 

“Sorry, my love, I - oh, fuck!” 

You simply doubled down and sucked harder on him. You hollowed your cheeks and intentionally let the head of his cock slip back into your throat, cutting off your air supply for a dizzying moment before you pulled yourself back. 

That really got to him. The feeling of his ultra sensitive cockhead being completely surrounded by your tight, hot throat - that was what truly pushed him over the edge. 

“Fuck, ‘m cumming,” He moaned, reaching out and taking a tight grip on the fabric at your shoulder, digging his fingers in there and holding onto you tight. “Cumming, oh fuck, oh Y/N, fu-”

He cut himself off with another moan, the words completely choked off in his throat as he delivered on that promise. 

You had to put both your forearms firmly across his stomach to pin him against the wall with all your might to keep him from bruising your throat mindlessly with his hips as his orgasm rocked his body. You kept bobbing your head, lovingly drinking his cum down as it shot into your mouth in thick, hot spurts. 

As you swallowed the last of it, you continued to vigorously suck around him - you were feeling a little bit spiteful that he had tried to deny you. It was a small, petty revenge. The action caused him to whine and shake from the overstimulation - one of your favorite sensations with him.

“You’re a menace.” Gar huffed out, now entirely breathless as you pulled off his softening cock and wiped your mouth.

“I’m your menace.” You easily corrected as you tucked him back into his pants.

When you found your way back to the others, Gar was still dizzy in his post-orgasm haze, leaning on you for support, and Dick questioned if the criminals you had arrested had drugged him with something. Oops.

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If you enjoyed this, please consider reblogging it, or leaving a comment telling me what you liked about it! And please keep in mind, this work will not have a continuation as its meant to be a standalone oneshot. But I do have other Gar fics in a similar style on my DC Titans Masterlist.

[namorslutfanfiction]

THE SHADOWBAN ON @namorslutfanfiction HAS FINALLY BEEN LIFTED

For those that haven't realized this or don't know

@theatreslave is the writer behind @namorslutfanfiction and this sideblog has been shadowbanned, blocked from messaging, and from appearing in tags for awhile now.

But today I got the response from tumblr that the blog was flagged as spam because of too many original posts on the same tags at once. So me being super prolific with my writing got me banned because they thought it was a bot.

But the blog is fully reinstated. I can now be tagged in posts under the @namorslutfanfiction handle, can receive messages on this blog, and I should appear in tags again.

I am so happy about this so please go check out my fanfiction blog if you haven't already!

Please remember to Reblog, Reply, and Follow!

You can also find my work on AO3 under NamorSlutfanfiction77 but all new writing gets posted on @namorslutfanfiction first!

Thank you to all my readers, mutuals, and followers who have continued to support my writing and blogs! I love you all!

I am going to find time on Sunday to make any edits on existing fanfiction, updating my masterlist, and finish the blurbs.

I'm going to be correcting the various languages used and any other errors to the best of my ability. I will also be changing all readers to "you" writing without use of 'y/n'. Most of my fics are female readers but it will be marked NB if its ambiguous enough. So if you see posts that say it's new but it's something you've read before, it's because I'm making edits.

So stick around and join me as I make my return to the mainstream!

[theatreslave]

THE SHADOWBAN ON @namorslutfanfiction HAS FINALLY BEEN LIFTED

For those that haven't realized this or don't know

I am the writer behind @namorslutfanfiction and that sideblog has been shadowbanned, blocked from messaging, and from appearing in tags for awhile now.

But today I got the response from tumblr that the blog was flagged as spam because of too many original posts on the same tags at once. So me being super prolific with my writing got me banned because they thought it was a bot.

But the blog is fully reinstated. I can now be tagged in posts under the @namorslutfanfiction handle, can receive messages on that blog, and I should appear in tags again.

I am so happy about this so please go check out my fanfiction blog if you haven't already!

Please remember to Reblog, Reply, and Follow!

You can also find my work on AO3 under NamorSlutfanfiction77 but all new writing gets posted on @namorslutfanfiction first!

Thank you to all my readers, mutuals, and followers who have continued to support my writing and blogs! I love you all!

[thefourthrabbit]

Shadowban A Thing?

I noticed a while ago that I cannot seem to post my replies to people (although this was not a big issue for me as I got very few comments these days). I am able to enter my reply in the textbox, but these texts never appear on my posts. In some cases, I have to resort to posting a separate picture post to reply. I am not sure why, until yesterday I searched it and found that many people are having the same issue, which is related to this NEW TUMBLR FEATURE called "shadowban"...

From my understanding, this was an attempt to root out bots. But the algorithm must also leads to glitches that mislabel legit blogs as bots. I had no idea why/whether this happened to me. All I know is that not being able to post a reply is one of the symptoms of that glitch (see an extensive discussion of the issue here).

I don't think it would come to normal people that these weird glitches are due to them being mistakenly labelled as robots. If you are facing the same issue(s), I suggest that you contact the support team and get the shadowban lifted.

The funny thing is that if a real "bot" gets shadowbanned, people can still see its posts (although not getting notices). All these banned functions only prevent the "bot account" to interact like a human with other "humans". So, in order to encourage people to generate more human-like content, the strategy is to make people more like robots?

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Edit:

Thank you guys for letting me know that I am not alone. It is officially confirmed as I just searched my own blog and there is nothing in the search except one mention by another simmer. And yes, I have written to the support team to report the glitch.

It may have been that when I was travelling in the past few months, I sometimes had to access Tumblr through VPN (which changes my IP address each time I use it) as some Tumblr was banned in some regions. This might get the algorithm to falsely label my blog as nonhuman I guess. But who knows. Now is the era when AIs are doing things that humans cannot explain how, even though it is humans that told AIs to do that.

Given the situation, I decide to suspend my updates in the following few days to see how it goes (I am pretty sure, though, that my posts did not violate any community rules or whatever). But I would LOVE to continue sharing my simming stuff on Tumblr and I have confidence in it.

[oraclekleo]

And I'm back from the Shadowban Valley!

Thank you Tumblr Support for finally lifting the shadowban from my blog, in return, I'm going to properly label my old posts as Mature content one by one... when I have a minute of free time.

And now! Thank you all my readers who stuck around despite the shadow ban and the lack of new content. I was in a both bad and busy place for the past few months but I hope I'm finally entering a better period now. Fingers crossed! 🤞

My job's biggest challenge (year-end reconciliation) is successfully completed (99% of it) and I would love to dive back into tarot readings this weekend. I hope I can complete at least some of your requests. 😊

Wish me luck!

[thenextdawn-temporarilyclosed]

Ciao! Non so se riuscirai a ricevere il messaggio, non so bene come funga lo shadowban.

Volevo dirti che su twitter, si esce dallo shadowban rimanendo cinque giorni inattivi. Non so se qui è la stessa roba, però pensavo di dirtelo 🤷‍♀️

Translation for my english speaking followers:

Hi! I don’t know if you’ll ever get my message, I don’t really know how shadow ban works. I just wanted to say that on twitter, you can get out from the shadow ban after staying inactive for 5 days. I don’t know if it’s the same thing here, but I thought I’d tell you.

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Ciaooo allora, grazie per il consiglio e ti rispondo solo ora perché almeno ti arriva la notifica😂 ho provato a rimanere 5 giorni inattiva ma non ha funzionato 🥲io ho continuato a postare rispondendo alle ask con I link al mio account backup e ora loggando su questo account, ho notato di essere uscita dallo shadow ban. La risposta del supporto di Tumblr è stata “a quanto pare un glitch dalla nostra parte ha causato questo problema. Dovrebbe essere risolto ora” ma il bello è che mandano questo messaggio a tutti 🫠 ora speriamo di non venire shadowbannata di nuovo😂

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Hiii so, thank you for the tip and I’m answering just now because at least you get my notification😂 I tried the 5 days thing but that clearly didn’t work🥲 I kept on posting answering to requests with links to my other account, and now logging back in here I realized that shadowban had been lifted. Tumblr support’s reply to my thousands of message was “looks like a glitch on our end caused this problem. It should be fixed now” fun fact is, they send this message to everyone 🫠 now let’s just hope not to get shadow banned again 😂

[bradshawsbaby]

Hear me out. Hangman has a fear of heights when he is going on a commercial flight. Only his wife knows.

(Sorry for just bursting in with this, but I didn't have anyone else to say it to...😂 On another note, you are amazing!❤️)

Ahahaha, but can’t you just picture Hangman not trusting any other pilot but himself? 😂

Now that I’m fully in my Hangman x Phoenix era, I could also see that being a hilarious conversation between them during their first commercial flight together.

Hangman: *clutching the armrests during take-off*

Phoenix:

Phoenix: What is wrong with you?

Hangman: Nothing.

Phoenix: Are you…scared?

Hangman:

Hangman: No.

Phoenix:

Hangman:

Phoenix:

Hangman: Shut up.

Phoenix: Aww, Bagman 😘

Tumblr, please let this shadowban be lifted soon so that I can post more stories about these two fools 😩

Thank you, Anon! ❤️

[shigarakispuppy]

BNHA BOYS REACT WHEN YOUR EX IS HITTING ON YOU IN PUBLIC

Tw- Slight violence in bakugos

I have the villains and pros posted but tumblrs lame and decided to shadowban it T-T but it’s on my profile!

💣💥Katsuki Bakugo💥💣

Will not hesitate to cut a bitch

This man could care less about what they think of him

He ignores any fangirls/boys who hit on him -

But you???

You’re his

he’s gonna make sure your ex is well aware of it

Boku comes back without a scratch on his body

...however your ex is COVERED in bumps and bruises

“Don’t you think you took it too far Bakugo?”

“Shut up and be greatful”

☀️✨Mirio Togata✨☀️

Honestly the purest of them

Your ex partner stares at you for a little too long

Will most likely give them a taste of their own medicine

Will wink at them from across the room

Make them uncomfortable with blow kisses and compliments

Write his number on a napkin and slides it to your ex

They look disgusted and feel too awkward to say anything

🐶💚Izuku Midoriya💚🐶

Would honestly just try to distract you from them

Lots of joke telling, compliments, and small kisses

“Are you okay?”

“This is the 12th time you’ve asked, Deku.”

If they get too close to you he will politely ask them to leave

If they don’t stop he will probably give them a long ass lecture of why harassment “isn’t cool”

He tries his best - he really does

Your ex will probably get tired of hearing him talk so they’ll jolt outa there pretty quickly

In his mind he thought he told them off but in reality you know they just got bored of listening to his speech

But you don’t tell him because it makes him feel manly

🤍🧊Shoto Todoroki 🔥❤️

His cold stare could make seagulls flock from a piece of bread

Your ex walks in the restaurant and strikes up a conversation with you, ignoring shoto

Now, our icythot isn’t the best with social situations (let alone a relationship)

He has a hard time reading the room but once he realizes what’s going on - he quickly leans forward and gives the person an intimidating glare

“Me and my s/o would now like to enjoy our date together so if you don’t mind... leaving.”

The ex met his eyes and quickly stumbled away from the table

His eyes can cut through butter *shivers*

🦿📖Tenya Ida📖🦿

If you don’t have something nice to say don’t say nothin at all

Now Tenya isn’t once for conflict (unless they’re arguments of course)

Your ex will try to say hello and strike up a conversation but THIS MAN

“Woah y/n did you hear something?”

“No but it sure feels like someone’s standing right next to us...creepy...”

The ex immediately catches on and scoffs, leaving you two alone for the night

🖤🦅Fumikage Tokoyami🦅🖤

He’s pretty used to giving people the creeps already

He’s had to deal with shitty people enough through his life so he knows exactly what to do to make them leave him alone

Your ex approaches you two at the park and you go into straight panic mode

You attempt to bury yourself in his cape “Oh no...hide me”

Instead - he grabs his backpack pulling out an oujia board, some candles, and other ritual items that he uses when he practices

“Alright y/n, so who is this ex you would like to curse?” Tokoyami says loud and clear

Looking up, you see your past lover turn around and yeet the other direction

💜🐈 Hitoshi Shinsou 🐈💜

Would probably be the most forward about it

We all know he’s not afraid to say what he’s thinking

“This is my s/o now.”

The ex won’t go away? Harassment?

It’s evil shinso time-

“Since you’re so aggressive about trying to take my partner...”

Quirk activated

“Why don’t you put on a little show and try to win them over” ;;)))

Next thing you know the past lover is standing on the table doing a terrible strip tease infront of the whole diner

💜🐙Tamaki Amajiki 🐙💜

This poor boy

Will just silently watch you two interact

He can obviously see your uncomfortable but he’s so filled with both anger and anxiety - but he just stands there

But the moment your ex touches you and you flinch, he quickly gets in between you two.

“Don’t ever lay a finger on y/n again.” Tamaki says in a stern voice while he looks your ex dead in the eyes.

WHAT???

Once your ex walks away, Tamaki turns around to see you looking confused as HELL

“S-sorry...I didn’t kno-“ you stop him mid scentence with a kiss, thanking him for his bravery

⚡️💛 Denki Kaminari 💛⚡️

Oh? Your ex is following you at the mall

Ain’t NOBODY taking away a love he worked so hard to get

He senses them following you two around the mall for awhile, even sitting a few tables away at the food court.

Like he finally got a partner?? And this person has the AUDACITY to flirt with them?

Your lightning boy had officially had it when your previous partner tapped you on the shoulder on the way down the escalator

He pulled you in and started making out with you right then in there

“Oh sorry, did you need something?” Denki smirks

“I uh- uh, just needed to get by....”

⛰ ❤️ Kirishima ❤️⛰

Would def try to alpha-male who ever is talking to you

Your past lover walks up to you to strike up a conversation

*alpha male activated*

Literally every few words your ex spits out kaminari flexes his arms and sighs loudly, acting annoyed at the conversation you two are having

“Wanna feel that babe?”

You smile quickly catching onto what’s going on

“Yeah feel this rad manly six pack I’ve got goin on, haha! Oh! You can feel too if you’d like” Kirishima offers them by lifting up his shirt

Uncomfortable and feeling quite inferior, your ex leaves with a soft goodbye

Kaminari smirks at his victory accomplishment and grabs you by the hand to finish your date

It’s been awhile!! Pros + Villains will be up shortly! Sorry I haven’t been posting unfortunately my home was struck with Covid and it’s been super stressful! But I will be updating more frequently ❤️

[chosenimagines]

Hey, I hope everything is going great and I hope you are having a wonderful day or night. My messages is not working but I just wanted to let you know I got the rumple buttercup book, I will definitely let you know about it when I have the chance ❤️☺️

P.S. you are amazing and doing amazing ☺️

OMG YOU GOT THE BOOK! THAT IS SO AMAZING!!! HDDHSDHEWIZFEBIDBDHBDCHDSJFDZISFBDSJHIUSBJSDBZDBHDSUABDSJAIBHDSJHDUBJDWEHDEW

Can anybody guess that I am excited? No? Yeah it was very subtle.

Thank you for message<3 idk how i feel like we all could see in my posts "change" "Offical" "Okay.." and so on but now i feel better because you checked in on me

Because of your dms maybe tumblr shadowbanned you you should text them (it happened to me as well) they will lift the ban real quick

SENDING YOU A TON OF LOVE <3

[pandemique]

where are you off to D: ?

(in ref to latest posts tags)

-fish

just my usual void LOL ((work/study/organization hyperfixating...)) so just the way i was before...

BUT my exams have been delayed to next week so i’m free for now 🥳 however, i’m gatekeeping my doodles and the requests til my shadowban lifts ❗️i’m sorry :”) people important to me say they never see my posts so i’m waiting a potentially long time before i post again 😔

more asks below the cut :>

thank u :> 💘💘💘💘 but i’m not making a twitter! i’ve said this pretty often now and it’s in my pinned, i wonder if there’s a way i can make it more clear? (/nm /gen) sorry nonnie ): reposts to twitter are completely okay as long as u dont @ cc’s :>

HAPPY PRIDE NN ANON :D ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 our love wins <3

I LOVE THAT SONG AND YUP THATS A DT STAN MOOD LOL (anything at all: 🔵 / us: gnf 👁👁❓) i love the image of dremnap teasing george abt it tho hahahaha i miss them alrd...

it’s a lovely fandom server!! u can find the link on hari @netheritedream’s bio on desktop :> i highly recommend it if u wanna talk and brainrot together, abt mcyt and art too :> <3 i’m lucky to have been able to appear more often, the people there are precious

[faterpresources]

Anonymous:

Do you have any advice on how to start an rp blog? I feel like there's so much to do and so many specific things, it looks intimidating, but I really want to get into it (and your blog seems like a safe space to ask as a baby in the matter)

Hi! Thanks you for asking and for trusting. I do admit that rping on tumblr can look daunting and there is a series of things that are considered “etiquette” that might not be obvious for newcomers. And the only way to learn is to ask, right? As I’m not sure if you would like something more specific or a step-by-step, I’m going to go through the whole process.

note: this is a repost from an ask in a more reblog-friendly format

1.       Setting up the blog

You might want to make a new e-mail account for each blog you want. I recommend making a gmail/google account, so you may be able to use other services and associate them with your blog. I’ll go into more details in a minute.

Some people would rather have a personal blog and then making the RP blog as a side-blog. Or a “hub” blog and many side-blogs so they have everything centralized. The downside is that you can’t follow people with side-blogs, only the main – and some rpers are a little suspicious of personal blogs, so if you intend to go this route it might be a good idea to state somewhere in your blog that you have a RP blog.

Tip : It isn’t said too often, but I recommend saving your blog’s e-mail and password somewhere, maybe a flashdrive or even google drive. This way, if something happens you will be able to retrieve your account.

When picking the URL, for a very long time tumblr had problems tagging URLs with a hyphen ( - ). I’m not sure if it has been fixed or if there are still some issues, so I recommend only using letters and maybe numbers. Other than that, pick anything that sounds nice to you!

Themes are nice, but not entirely necessary. Not everybody has photoshop skills and all that. Some people do have commissioned themes, but if you want to try your hand at it my first stop is usually @theme-hunter  or @sheathemes . They reblog many themes from many creators, so there are always many options that might suit your needs.  Some creators offer very newcomer-friendly themes that you can configure a lot of things without much hassle but some might require basic HTML knowledge – a few creators have guides on how to properly set up their themes and are willing to and answer questions, so don’t be afraid to contact them! You can also send me an ask, I’m not a specialist but I can certainly help walk you through the basics.

Tip: @glenthemes have very good themes and a basic installation guide here.

When fiddling with the options, try to pick colors that have nice contrast and are easy to read. If you are bad at picking colors or have problems in finding the code for them, I recommend trying this link. There is also this one that auto-generate palettes.

Tip : If you mess with your theme, remember there is the Theme Recovery.

Tip: If you use Chrome or Firefox you can set up different profiles and associate each with a different blog, so you don’t need to log out from any of your accounts.

There are two pages that I recommend having: one is an about your muse. If they are an OC, it is always a good idea to have at least some information out there to make things easier. If they are from a canon source, not everybody is familiar with the material so it might be a good idea to state. For example, if you are going to roleplay as Altria/Arturia, it is a good idea to have a “RP blog for Saber (Altria Pendragon) from FGO/FSN “ somewhere visible. The other page that is a good idea having is a rules/guidelines page. This one can be a little intimidating, but it is usually a way to communicate important things. For example: are you comfortable writing violence? Do you have any personal triggers? There is something you absolutely won’t write? There are things you may figure out along the way and it is absolutely ok to fine-tune this session every now and then. Some people also credit source for their icons and graphics in general in their rule/guideline page.

If you are using the tumblr default themes, when you create a new page you can turn on the option to show a link to the page. If you are using a custom theme, most of the time you will have to link it manually.

Oh, and if you are planning to do a multimuse, it might be a good idea to list which muses you have. The same goes for a hub blog; list the muses and link to the pages.

Icons aren’t necessary but are considered commonplace. You can find some icons I’ve done here but there are plenty of other sources. If you want to do your own icons, keep in mind to don’t make them too big, as a courtesy to your mutuals.

Tip: Anything larger than 300 pixels will be stretched to fit the post. As of today ( 4/29/2021 ) the posts are currently 540 pixels wide. This can be useful as making banners for your blog.

Tumblr allow users to “pin” posts. This mean that they will always visible if you access your blog, even on dash/mobile. You can use this to set up a post with basic links for mobile users or something else. For example, if you are out on vacations and won’t be able to do replies, you can pin a hiatus notice and then remove the pin once you are back.

2.       Introducing yourself

Time to officially join the fun! (insert a “Hi, Zuko here” joke) Don’t worry if you don’t have a fancy promo graphic or anything, most people make their initial introduction with a simple post.

(as you can see, I’m not very good at saying ‘hi’)

Try to introduce yourself in a few lines, but make sure to state which muse you RP as. Some people also like adding their pen name/alias and establishing a brand. Follow as many people as you want that reblogged or liked your post, and tumblr is going to start recommending other blogs that are related to the tags you use normally or have any relation to the people you follow. You can put as many tags as you want, but tumblr will disregard more than 6 tags in their system. Try tags like “<fandom> rp” and “<fandom> roleplay” along with the media, such as “movie” “video game”, “anime” and so on.

It might also be a good idea to follow a few RP memes blogs. They often have options to break the ice, like one-liners that your mutual can send you.

Tip: Don’t forget to turn on the asks and the anon

3.       Practical advice

Alright, now that you have a few mutuals, it is time to get to some general tips:

Tumblr can be a little “iffy”, and a great quality of life extension for RPers and navigation in general is installing the New Xkit extension. They offer a number of options to enhance your tumblr experience, but the ones I consider essential are the “editable reblogs”, “quick tags” and “blacklist”. Get it for Chrome or Firefox.

As a rule of thumb I recommend writing your RPs using Google Docs before posting or replying. By doing this you can do some spell check and if your browser crashes for any reason you can easily recover your work. You can also use Word, Open Office, or any text editor you feel like.

Because I’m a bit of a perfectionist, I also have Grammarly ( Chrome / Firefox ) installed for an extra layer of spell/grammar check. There is a subscription option, but the free one works perfectly fine.

To make things easier to locate, always tag the URL of your RP partner when doing a reply. There are other useful things you can tag, such as open starters, memes, and such.

Risking being obvious here, but when you are not interacting as your character it might be a good idea to tag as “ooc” or “out of character”.

Some people like making google docs with basic info and other useful stuff for easier access on mobile. It is a recent trend, it might be easier to edit as opposed to going through tumblr page editor and dealing with the HTML.  You can find some templates here and here.

Tumblr’s activity can be unreliable, so don’t be afraid of contacting your partner to see if they have gotten your reply after a few weeks. However, some people also enjoy using the RP Thread Tracker in order to be on top of things. It might be a good idea to check it out.

Because of Tumblr shadowbanning and shenanigans, it isn’t unusual for people to have NSFW sideblogs (sometimes referred as ‘sin blogs’). If you want to write smut, it might be a good idea to consider making one.

Some people don’t like replying to asks, as Tumblr won’t let you remove the initial ask. It has become common to see people making new posts to reply to asks.  This is a simple example:

As you can see, I used the mention to have the RP partner notified then I copied and pasted their question on my post and used the quote to indicate it. You can also have fancy graphics, like a line to separate the contents, just do whatever you feel like with the formatting or keep it simple.

To make sure your partner got the answer, I recommend copying the link to the post and pasting on the ask and then replying it privately.  An example sent to my rp blog:

4.       Basic Etiquette

Ok, this is a little subjective most of the time but here are a few things that are considered universal courtesy.

Never reblog someone else’s headcanons. If you enjoy it, maybe it should politely contact the author and ask if it is ok to write something based on their original idea but you should never downright copy or lift something from another creator. It is considered rude, or even theft in some cases.

Don’t reblog threads you are not involved with. It is ok to leave a like, but never reblog. This is because Tumblr can mess up the notifications and disrupt the flow of the RP.

Don’t copy other people’s graphics. It is very rude and sometimes they commission (aka: paid) for it.

Trim your posts. What does that mean? Every time you reblog with a reply, the post tends to get longer and longer, and it can cluster your and your mutuals’ dashes. This is why the New X-Kit’s “editable reblogs” is an almost must-have tool. If for some reason you can’t install X-Kit (if you are on mobile for example), then remove the previous post or ask your partner to trim for you.

Never take control of your RP partner’s muse. This is called “godmodding” and it is heavily frowned upon. It is ok to control your muse and the possible NPCs that you inserted, but never seize someone else’s character. Likewise, it can also be very upsetting if you use what people call “meta-gaming”, applying knowledge that your muse shouldn’t know about the other. For example, let’s say your RP partner’s muse is a vampire, but they have never disclosed that information to your muse, who also doesn’t have an excuse to know that (for example, being a vampire hunter) so it can be quite jarring sometimes. When in doubt, contact your partner.

This should go without saying, but RPing sexual themes with users under the age of 18 are illegal. It doesn’t matter if the age of consent in your location is lower, once you join Tumblr you are abiding by their user guidelines and the law of the state they are located in. If you are an adult, don’t engage minors with these topics, maybe a fade to black would be a better option. If you are a minor, don’t insist or you might cause a lot of legal problems for others.

Try to tag anything triggering. Violence, gore, NSFW. Both Tumblr and the New Xkit have options to block keywords.

When picking PSDs or graphics for your blog, you should avoid templates that change the color of the skin of POCs muses and try to pick the right race/ethnicity of the muse you are going to RP as. I won’t go through a lot of details, as it is a rather lengthy subject in an already lengthy conversation but keep this in the back of your mind.

Some RPers don’t like when you reblog memes from them without sending anything. Try to always reblog from a source or to interact with the person you are reblogging from, it can be rather disheartening to be seen as a meme source rather than a RP blog. This isn’t a rule and some people don’t mind, but it is always a good idea to try to do this.

This might be more of a pet peeve of mine than proper etiquette, but it is ok to use small font. What is not ok is use small font + underscript. Some people have disabilities that might make it harder for them to read it, so it might be a good idea to refrain from using it. Maybe if you feel like doing something fancier every now and then, but I wouldn’t recommend making this a habit.

Mun and Muse are different entities. Remember that it isn’t because a muse does something (especially a villain one) that the mun condones something. Never assume anything about the mun, when in doubt talk to them.

Be mindful of your partners and treat them the way you would like to be treated.

As a rule of thumb, always talk to your RP partner. It is only fun as long both of you are enjoying it.

5.       Closing Words

This got longer than I expected.

Despite all of that, don’t be too worried about not being very good at first. I assure you that you will get better with time, so don’t be afraid of experimenting as long you feel comfortable. And don’t be afraid of saying “no” if something bothers you.

My inbox is always open to questions and ideas, so feel free to contact me anytime!

I would also ask my followers: there is advice I missed/overlooked? Anything you would like someone have told you when you first started? Add your thoughts so I can update this.

Happy RPing!

[lava-baked-bread]

I'm not sure, I wish there was something we could do to help. You at least appear on my dashboard, but it's sad to se that you dont appear on the related blogs anymore (that's where I first found you and you're amazing art). Its upsetting to see that you dont appear in tags, more people need to find your amazing art, you deserve it. I hope this issue let's up soon 💜

I hope they lift the shadowban soon too. And thank u for your really kind words, it made my day.

At least I now know that my followers can see my stuff when I post it, that’s something. Guess I’ll have to rely on reblogs then!

[thestarryskiesofpalaven]

dreams

sorry for reposting this but tumblr decided to be a Fuck again and hide it from the tags. hey staff how about you become competent instead of shadowbanning every post that has a link in it??? sigh

anyway! happy bday to my daughter severa!!!!! here’s a lucisev wedding to celebrate, ft. camilla and beruka, and some worldbuilding abt wedding traditions bc copy/pasting christian weddings is Boring

also on ao3: archiveofourown.org/works/22352872

Your eyes snap open.

Footsteps sound in the hallway outside Lady Camilla's room, and you assume your usual ready stance. A knock sounds soon after, and you go to open it, a dagger in your sleeve as always.

"Hello? Forgive me for interrupting, but I have a letter for Her Highness Princess Camilla?"

Not the usual messenger... a stranger. You look at the letter in her hand, and take it from her carefully; you'll inspect it inside.

"... thank you," is all you say before you move to shut the door.

However, the messenger clears her throat, her blue hair falling into her face as she ducks her head. "I... was told to bring back a reply post-haste. Could you please ask Lady Camilla to pen one as soon as she reads it?"

You narrow your eyes at her. Suspicious. "We'll see."

The door shuts, and you turn around to get your poison-detecting kit from under the left cupboard. Lady Camilla looks up from writing her latest letter to Lady Hinoka, curious.

"Who was that, Beruka dear?"

"A message for you, Lady Camilla," you reply, reaching under the furniture for the box you know is there.

"Ah... you'll be quick, won't you?"

You feel your mouth turn up in a small smile. "You know I am always quick with any mission, milady."

A few minutes pass with you testing the letter with every test you can think of, and yet... it's completely benign. You both like and dislike the thought; what if it's a misdirection? Your frown seems to not phase the innocuous letter whatsoever, its secrets hidden from your eyes.

"I do hate that this is... still necessary." you hear Lady Camilla mutter tiredly.

You hum in agreement. While the world has changed since peace began years ago, the Nohrian nobility has not... yet.

You find yourself pitying them, as many do.

Another few minutes pass before you admit defeat, and bring the letter to Lady Camilla. She cuts it open with one of her sharpened hair pins (a gift from you; that she still uses it makes you feel... warm? Warm) before starting to read it.

You watch for any further sign of trickery, and only see Lady Camilla's eyes widen in wonder with each word she reads. The moment she finishes, she lets out a delighted, unrestrained giggle.

"Darling, is the messenger who brought this still here?"

You nod. "Indeed. She said that the sender wants her to bring a reply immediately."

She grabs a blank piece of paper and her quill, and starts writing frantically. "Do-- hmm, no, too formal? Ah, yes, do tell her I'll be finished very soon!"

You nod, and go back to the door and open it. The messenger is leaning against a wall, smiling at an opened locket in her hands.

She notices you after a moment, and tucks the locket back into her shirt. "Yes? Did Lady Camilla reply yet?"

You shake your head. "She's writing it as we speak. Please wait."

She lets out a visible sigh of relief. "Thank you."

You nod once more, and stay silent. You lean against the wall like her, and start observing. Several minutes pass of you cataloguing this messenger into your memory, and if she's unnerved by it, she doesn't show it.

In fact... she seems perfectly at ease.

Impressive.

Soon enough, the door opens to reveal Lady Camilla with a different sealed envelope in her hand, brandishing it as she looks around. The moment she spots the messenger, she hurries to her.

"Sorry for the delay! Here's the reply!" she says, putting the envelope into the messenger's hands with a grin. "Oh, I could lift a mountain, I'm so happy right now..."

You tilt your head curiously. Lady Camilla is really ecstatic about whatever was in that letter.

The messenger smiles back. "Thank you very much, Your Highness. I'll make sure it's delivered swiftly."

With that, she disappears from the hall hastily.

Lady Camilla sighs happily as you both go back inside. "Come now, Beruka... we have packing to do!"

You raise your eyebrows at the suddenness of that request. "Packing, milady?"

"We have a wedding to attend, of course!"

To Her Royal Highness, Princess Camilla von Krakenburg of Nohr,

I must be honest; getting a letter through the Outrealms is a harder task than I thought! The Annas in charge of the gate are ever so bureaucratic.

I digress, though. This letter may seem odd coming from a stranger, but I have heard so much about you and your retainer Beruka from my beloved Severa; or rather, she told me she went by Selena in your lands. I confess, I was enraptured by the tales she spun of you and your family, and I hope you are all doing better now that peace reigns between your two nations.

I am not only writing to get to know you, however (although if you so wish, I would be glad to correspond with you!). It's regarding Severa. After she, Owain, and Inigo came back home, my relief and happiness knew no bounds, and my life felt full of light again. We decided we had waited long enough, absence and all, and became engaged to be married.

The following days of our life have been... this is the happiest I've ever seen her, and I know this is the happiest I've ever been, if I'm being perfectly honest. The wedding is coming up in a week's time, and... there is the request I'd like to make.

As happy as she is, I know she made close friends in Nohr and Hoshido both; but none closer than you and Beruka. You have my utmost, deepest gratitude for that, and as I said, I would be so glad to get to know you as well as she did.

On to the matter at hand, though. I can tell she misses you all, and the thought of you not being there to witness her happiest moments fills me with sorrow. And so, let me get the formality out of the way (please excuse the trite format of the enclosed invitation! I couldn't convince my aunt to make them more... interesting; she's quite strict when it comes to formalities she organizes)

Esteemed citizens of the Halidom, you are cordially invited to the upcoming wedding of

Lucina Lowell, Exalted Princess of the Halidom of Ylisse,

and

Severa, Royal Knight of Ylisse

on the 31st of March, at Castle Ylisstol

Be welcome, and share in our joy!

Again, apologies if it sounds dry. It would mean the world to me, and I think Severa as well, if you would come visit and attend our wedding. Please reply as soon as possible, if you can.

Yours, with respect,                                            

Lucina

"Milady, we've arrived."

Beruka's voice makes you raise your head up from rereading the letter from what must be the tenth time now. "Ah, so we have... let's not waste any time, shall we?"

You both bring your wyverns down to the verdant field outside of the city walls, and to the large stables right outside; the stablehands are quick to reassure you both that they're in good hands. Sternly reminding Marzia to not eat the other mounts' food like last time, you go towards the gates and enter the capital city of Ylisse.

The first thing you think when you enter is that the city feels... alive.

Everything thrums with joy and cheer at the news of the upcoming wedding; everyone is talking about the Princess Lucina finally marrying her beloved knight Severa. It feels so different from Windmire, in an unrestrained, infectious way; it makes you think back to happier times long past... and happier times yet to come, hopefully.

... Elise would love it here.

You and your darling Beruka make your way through the crowded streets towards the large castle in sight, knowing that's where the main event is going to happen. And oh, you smile just thinking about it... Severa! Getting married! You remember the fond stories of her beloved that she was all too eager to share, speaking of her with such wondrous longing that it made your heart ache for her.

The castle entrance is just ahead, and a few people are coming in and out with various packages of food, decorations, and other things. All of it is being overseen by a stern-looking, middle-aged knight with brown hair.

You both approach the entrance, and the overseeing knight spots you quickly. "Greetings. Are you guests?"

"Indeed we are, Sir knight." you say, and hand over the invitation that was enclosed.

Beruka remains silent, watching him as he looks it over. He gives Beruka an assessing glance not unlike Beruka's own practiced one, before he turns back to you. "My name is Frederick. I bid you welcome to Castle Ylisstol on this joyous day! Please leave any of your weapons with the stewards to the right, who will label them as your possessions, then proceed to the main hall immediately ahead for the reception."

"Thank you very much, Sir Frederick. Come, Beruka... we mustn't tarry!"

The interior looks like it would be quite a bit plainer than you expected, if it weren't for the festive decorations. You do as the knight said, and leave your axes for safekeeping with the stewards near what must be a storage room, leaving your names for them to label your weapons with. The main hall is indeed unmissable, with helpers coming in and out of the massive set of doors on the far end of the entrance hall.

You make your way to it, and enter into a hive of activity. A lot of guests are congregating together on one side of the room while preparations are still being completed, it seems; you might just see if you can mingle a bit.

However, as soon as you and Beruka set off towards the group, loud and, most of all, familiar voices sound from your left.

"No, no, no! You can't just-- Inigo, you can't just do a new dance experiment at a wedding!"

"I-- come on, you know they'd love it!"

The argument devolves into bickering, and you can only watch with an amused smile as a sight you thought you'd never see again unfolds before you.

"Inigo and Owain are still the same as ever," Beruka mutters, then pauses to consider them. "Except Owain is wearing warm clothes for once. And Inigo's hair suits him better."

"Hmm... indeed, the pink is quite striking, actually. Shall we interrupt?"

Beruka smiles, a glint in her eye. "Of course, milady."

You approach, and assume your best haughty voice. "My, my, what's this now? Arguing again?"

Predictably, they jump (and oh, your try so hard not to laugh), and turn to you and Beruka with bewilderment.

"W-W-What? Lady Camilla?!"

"A-- wha?!"

They flail for a few more moments, and you finally let yourself giggle. Beruka's amused 'tch' only sets you off more.

You recover eventually, and they're still staring at you in wonder. Before long, they look at each other knowingly.

"Lucina?"

"Lucina."

You smile. "Indeed. we received a lovely invitation from the Princess, and oh, I'm so glad we did. I missed scaring you two!"

They chuckle. "We missed you too, Lady Camilla."

"A most fortuitous reunion indeed! One that shall be engraved in--"

"Excuse me, milord?" says a nearby servant. "Milady Lucina is still in the right chamber and wonders if you're free for a discussion?"

... milord?

"Ah, thank you, Seth. Please tell her I'll be there in a bit."

"Of course, milord!"

Owain looks unfazed, and oh, suddenly a few things make much more sense now.

"Milord, hm? How rude of me, disrespecting my hosts!" you say coyly, and dip into a curtsey.

He blushes up to his ears. "N-- No, quite unnecessary, milady, I--"

Inigo finds this all terribly amusing, of course; his laughter is as charming as ever.

Owain looks defeated. "Please don't tell milord Leo about this?"

You wink. "Tell him about what? That you were secretly royalty all along, and served as a valiant hero, earning your name a pedestal on your own merit like in his old storybooks? That his admiration of you needs to go ever higher?"

Oh, poor thing, he's as red as Hinoka's hair!

... you feel yourself start to drown in your longing yet again. This asinine resistance to change among the Nohrian nobility has cut into your and Hinoka's courtship severely, and you think you'll take a long, long visit to Hoshido when things start calming down.

Realizing you've been silent for a few moments, you smile, and look around the room. "I'm quite glad to be here, I must say."

Beruka nods. "Mhm."

Inigo bows extravagantly. "And we're glad to have you, milady. Tell me, how are things back in Nohr?"

"Progress is slow, unfortunately, but... well, Xander and I are still more stubborn than anyone, as the other members of the nobility have found out," you say, then lean in to whisper conspiratorially. "I hear that someone poured a bucket of dishwater onto a particularly distasteful lord as he left the castle."

"Quite a mystery there, isn't it?"

"Indeed! We investigated, of course, but sadly, we just couldn't find the culprit."

Owain shakes his head fondly. "I'm sure they disappeared into the sunset with their co-conspirators, giggling as only chaotic entities could...."

You nod shrewdly. "But of course... I was so proud of Elise that day, but even prouder of Princess Sakura! Who knew she would be swayed into such devious shenanigans? You'd think that their ongoing courtship would have helped them settle down somewhat, but... I'm honestly glad that's not the case."

You don't mention the fact that both Elise and Sakura have already separately asked you for advice on when and how to propose to each other; until the time is right, your lips are sealed, and your pride and joy must remain secret.

"Now!" you say, clapping your hands together. "Do tell me, where's my darling Severa? I'm positively bursting with anticipation!"

Your question is answered by someone behind you. "She's still getting ready, milady."

You turn around to see... hm? Isn't this the messenger who brought you the invitation? She's dressed as if she's the one getting married, which-- oh. Oh.

"Luci!" Owain yells out cheerfully. "I thought Mother was still preparing your robes?"

Oh, how absolutely delightful.

You chuckle. "She decided to have mercy on me, at Aunt Lissa's insistence."

"Didn't Seth tell you I'd be coming? You didn't have to come find me."

"Oh, he did, but when he described who you were talking to..." you say, smiling at Lady Camilla and Beruka. "I knew I had to greet them personally."

Lady Camilla lets out a truly delighted laugh. "Why, thank you, Your Highness. It's truly a pleasure to be here; especially after that wonderful invitation!"

... oh yes, she definitely recognizes you.

You duck your head as you feel your face heat up, but you can't help the sheepish smile that only grows the more she looks at you with that wry smile. "I'm so glad you could make it, milady. My gratitude knows no bounds."

"Oh, nonsense, of course we came! We wouldn't have missed this for absolutely anything, right Beruka dear?"

"Mhm," is all she says in response, but then she tilts her head slightly and gives you another piercing look, just like the one in Castle Krakenburg. "You're good."

The blunt compliment confuses you. "I-- thank you?"

She just nods again.

"Haha... you'll find that Beruka is a woman of few words, but a wealth of meaning." Lady Camilla says fondly. "How are you, though? Things look quite hectic, I must say..."

"Yes... Aunt Maribelle told me there's still a few hours to go until everything's ready. We're also waiting for Mother and Father to find where they lost their own ceremonial robes," you say with a smile. "It's been driving Uncle Virion up the wall, and he's spent the past couple of hours lecturing them in addition to searching for the robes."

Owain sighs. "Mother must be half-tempted to uproot the entire castle if it means there'll be no more unforeseen interruptions."

You laugh. "Maybe. To illustrate how exacting Aunt Maribelle is, Lady Camilla, she once managed to organize two events... while also presiding as a magistrate the whole day. It was a bizarre day, according to Aunt Lissa."

"Sounds like a woman I'd like to meet, indeed," she says, and you all share a good chuckle. After a few moments, Lady Camilla speaks up again. "You know... from everything Severa told me about you when she was in Nohr, I knew to expect a bold, principled woman. I'm glad to see you are everything she said and more."

You duck your head once more, your blush burning brightly. "I... I'm glad."

Then... she suddenly winks. "Well, she also told me your taste in clothes is eccentric at best, but she's quite the perfectionist when it comes to fashion, so I took that with a dash of salt."

Oh, she didn't-- Severa!

Inigo and Owain burst out laughing, and you cross your arms petulantly. "I-- it's gotten better!"

That only spurs them on more.

You simmer in your embarrassment while Lady Camilla giggles fondly, when you suddenly feel a hand on your shoulder. You turn around, and see Aunt Lissa there.

"Everything alright sweetheart? You kinda rushed out..."

"Oh, um... I had to greet some personal guests, Aunt Lissa."

She takes note of Lady Camilla and Beruka, giving them a welcoming smile. "Hey there! Welcome to Ylisstol!"

"Our pleasure, Your Highness."

"Oh, phooey... Lissa, please. I'm tired of the formalities already and it hasn't even started!" she says, waving her hand. "What's your name?"

"Um, Mother, this is..." he interrupts haltingly. "I told you about Lady Camilla, didn't I?"

Aunt Lissa cheer fades into a kind of somber mood that you've only seen her in a few times. She looks at Lady Camilla with a new, strange expression. "... yes. You have."

"Aunt Lissa?"

She doesn't look at you, but her gaze is fixed on Lady Camilla. "My children fought a war for you."

Your breath hitches, and so does everyone else's.

Lady Camilla simply closes her eyes, her entire posture deflating. "... yes."

Aunt Lissa visibly sets her jaw, and continues. "I never dreamed I'd have the opportunity to say this, milady; only thought about it in wishful fantasies. But now, with you standing here before me? I must."

"Mom, please..."

Aunt Lissa silences everyone by hugging Lady Camilla and lifting her up slightly, then placing her back down just as quickly. "I know it wasn't you or yours who took them away. I won't curse you for that, or for having them fight; when they make up their minds about something... well, I should know. But what I will do is thank you for keeping them safe as much I know you did. For helping keep every one of them safe."

Nobody knows what to say to that; least of all Lady Camilla, who has the most stunned expression of them all.

"Now!" Aunt Lissa says, her cheer back in full force. "That's me done being an ungracious host. Please enjoy your stay here!"

Oh, Aunt Lissa...

"Sweetheart, we should go back and continue getting ready, hm?"

You can't really deny her. You turn back to everyone, and wave. "I'll see you later, yes?"

They all nod solemnly.

Time passes in a blur from that point on. You only feel more and more nervousness and excitement and anticipation as it goes, and Aunt Maribelle's fretting and anxious adjustments and telling you to stand in front of the mirror just one more time every few minutes aren't helping too much.

Finally, after what feels like a whole day, Mother and Father enter the room and beam at you.

"Honey... everything's done. Are you ready?"

A swell of something powerful builds inside you. You look in the mirror one last time, knowing you will see a different, happier woman the next time you see one. "Yes..."

"... I'm ready."

Mom smiles at you with such pride that you have to look away or you'll cry before even stepping foot out of the room.

You face the door, and Mama opens it for you, kissing your forehead again. "We'll be right there with you, sweetie."

You can hear the music begin. There's a slow start, probably because Brady got too emotional already (like you're one to talk), but it swells into instantly recognizable notes after a few moments.

You and Lucina only had the opportunity to see one opera in your young, short lives before the apocalypse came knocking, but 'The Start of a Journey' from the Hero-King's Saga was and always will remain Lucina's favorite music in the world.

(... and yours too, but only she knows that.)

You step slowly, carefully, as if any rush will shatter this dream-like reality you're in right now. Cyn and Inigo open the second, and last, set of doors for you, beaming at you with the radiance of the sun.

... but that's nothing compared to who you see walking to meet you from the opposite side of the hall.

It's like the first time you looked at her and saw a bold, blue mess that instantly accepted you into her life, much to your wonder.

It's like the first time you heard her laugh.

It's like the first time you wiped tears off her face.

It's like the first time you realized how much Lucina means to your bitter heart.

Fuck, you're going to fucking cry.

The smile on her face threatens to stop your heart right here and now, as you continue walking to meet her in the middle where Uncle Libra waits with a patient smile, and gods you feel like-- you feel like a gaping idiot but you can't take your eyes off of her, and you never fucking want to.

... and, in a moment of epiphany that's perhaps too obvious to mention, you realize that you'll never have to.

You feel your tears finally slide down your cheeks.

You get closer, and closer, and closer, and finally, as the music swells down, you stand together before Uncle Libra. He looks at you both with undisguised pride and joy, and fuck you're both crying already. As the last notes in the air fade away, he lifts his hands up to gesture towards you two.

"Beloved family and guests. We stand here today, our hearts filled with joy, to witness these two women join their paths together into one. They wish to intertwine their souls, never to be separated again, and to stand together against whatever their future brings. They have prevailed over all of life's challenges so far, and so they stand here in front of Naga's blessed gaze; they ask for one thing only... to be joined in life for eternity."

"Lucina, daughter of Exalt Chrom and Queen Robin... is it truly your wish to go forth into the future with Severa, daughter of Knight Sumia and Knight Cordelia, at your side? To face life with her together, to walk your path with her, always?

She sniffs back her tears, her smile still blinding you. "Yes. Yes it is."

You feel like you're flying.

"Severa, daughter of Knight Sumia and Knight Cordelia... is it truly your wish to go forth into the future with Lucina, daughter of Exalt Chrom and Queen Robin, at your side? To face life with her together, to walk your path with her, always?

You can't take your eyes off of her, even as you take a deep, shaky breath to say what you've always wanted to say when you imagined this moment.

"Yes. Yes it is."

He smiles even wider. "Then let your families speak to you; the past to the future. Enter!"

The doors behind you and Lucina open, and your parents walk towards you two, holding their ornately engraved torches together. Their flames flicker merrily, as if they too are happy to see this happening. They stand next to you and Lucina, their pride also evident.

Uncle Libra continues, presenting you with another ornate torch. "Take your future into your hands, young ones."

And you do.

You and Lucina grip the torch together, your fingers intertwined around it, and you start to feel more anticipation than you ever have in your life.

He turns to your parents. "Please, speak."

They all nod at each other, and begin to speak in unison. "The flame of hope, the flame of life... the warmth of the sun, the ender of strife. The future is dark, unknown; this flame will make it be shown. As it lit our paths forward, so it shall be for you... let it warm you throughout your life anew!"

The traditional chant is done, and they both light your torch, which slowly grows into a hearty flame on its own. You sniff again, trying to hold back even more tears.

The ceremony done, they extinguish their own flames, and hug you both tightly.

"We're so proud of you both, sweetheart," you hear Robin say. Mom and Mama echo her, while Chrom can't speak due to his tears; he just nods. You and Lucina don't take your eyes from each other for a moment, waiting for one last thing.

"Thank you all, for your blessings. Seal your union, young ones, and go forth! Your new life awaits."

That's all you needed to hear.

The warmth of the flame is nothing compared to what you feel inside as you and Lucina kiss to finish off the ceremony. You barely hear the cheers from all around you, even as you two pull back, and oh gods you think you might just collapse with how happy you are. Lucina's just-- the way she's looking at you right now? It's something that will stay with you for the rest of your life. You know you're probably looking at her the same way, but... yeah, those are fresh tears on both of your faces, alright.

You both turn towards the door and the gathered crowd on either side of the hall, and start walking, holding your torch in front of you.

The crowd cheers and whoops, and it's everyone you've ever known just cheering like you're not about to disintegrate from the amount of sheer happiness you're feeling. Cyn's standing on someone's shoulders-- oh, it's Kjelle, of course, who else; Inigo and Subaki are crying their eyes out too, your nieces looking adorable sitting on their shoulders and yelling like everyone else, Lady Camilla's wiping her eyes while Beruka hands her tissues as usual, Noire is--

What.

Your feet carry you onwards but what you saw is-- what? That was--! Wha?!

And like a bolt of lightning, clarity comes in a single moment.

'I'll be back in a few days. I need to get my present for you, Sev.'

'You're just giving me more time to plot your gift!'

'Hehe... you'll need it.'

'Oh, we'll see about THAT.'

It's definitely NOT going to be your fault if you flood this entire room with your tears.

You look at Lucina and she just knows and you want to both kiss her and cry on her shoulder and fuck you love her so fucking much. How is this real? How is any of this real?

Your breath hitches with desperate laughs and sobs and you're filled with too much love for the woman next to you, the woman whose side you've been at for decades now and whose side you will be at for decades more to come, and she at yours, and gods...

The giant doors of the main hall open once more, and beyond them lie the castle doors. They open slowly to let the bright, warm sunlight in, obscuring all else but what's ahead.

The crisp spring breeze makes the flame in your hands flicker, and it feels like a welcome home.

[bradshawsbaby]

i just wanted to say i absolutely adore your fics, the rooster and wife!reader fics are just so cute and don't even get me started on hangman and phoenix , I'd been lowkey shipping them since I saw the movie but your fics really solidified it! I cant wait for more once your shadowban is lifted!

Ahh, thank you, this is so sweet! 😘

I’ve got plenty more Rooster x Wife!Reader fics that I’m going to be working on, some requested and some that I just want to write. Definitely want to have some ready for when this ban is lifted!

The Hangman & Phoenix brainrot is truly so real. They kind of crept up on me as a ship, but now I’m all in! I can’t wait to share more fics for them, as well as the playlist I’ve been working on!

For my fellow Hannix enthusiasts - would you be interested in a preview of some of the songs on the playlist until I can post the whole thing?