#unfortunately no smooching because i suck

[oikasugayama]

BSD MEN AS BOYFRIENDS pt. 2

pt. 1 Dazai, Kunikida, Atsushi, Chuuya pt. 2 Ango, Ranpo, Poe

mentions of smut in Ranpo and Poe's!!

Ango

He's a sadboi and once he's comfortable with you he's probably whiny and clingy. It's extreeeemely common for him to come home from work exhausted, change out of his suit, and silently drop down beside you wherever you are. If you're in bed he'll lay with you, if you're on the couch he'll sit with you, hell sometimes he'll get into your bath with you. He wont talk for a while--sometimes up to an hour-- while he decompresses from work, and then finally once he's started to relax he'll talk to you and ask how your day was. You're used to this-- you can't imagine the stress he's under on a day to day basis not only doing his job but knowing that he's incredibly hated among some very very dangerous circles. You promised him a long time ago that you wouldn't ask about it and would try your best not to worry about it. "I could be killed any day for a multitude of reasons," he told you once. "Let me worry about that. Please just let me feel normal and in love with you in the meantime."

He doesn't...have friends... so you get to spend ALL of his free time with him :D Not that there's a lot of it. He hates working late, but unfortunately it happens a lot (funny how it coincides with every time the Port Mafia or the Armed Detective Agency get involved in some big scheme). You miss him when he's late coming home, but as much as you want to be a cute partner and bring him dinner at the office (or stop by for any reason for that matter), you know you can't. Ango keeps your relationship EXTREMELY private, to the point of being secretive. You're not allowed to be seen in public together, for your safety. He doesn't want you to be taken and used against him for any reason, so it's better that your relationship is under wraps.

One time, though, you were at home with him and Dazai--okay, so Ango has one friend--invited himself in. You'd never met him before this moment, and he seemed shocked that Ango wasn't home alone. You've heard enough about Dazai to know that he likely instantly knew who you were to Ango when he saw you leaned against each other on the couch in the split second before Ango leapt to his feet and started yelling at Dazai for breaking in.

Ango honestly seems a little relieved to introduce you properly to Dazai-- you're the two most important people in his personal life, after all. Now maybe he can have his two favorite people in the room at the same time and feel a little normal for once.

Ranpo

Don't even fucking pretend like you don't have a crush on him. The second you think "oh shit, I think I like him" he opens his eyes, quirks an eyebrow at you, and says "I didn't even do anything." If you didn't know better you'd think he's telepathic. He asks you on a date then and there (after a bit of teasing, trying to get you to admit to liking him before he outs you himself)

He fairly quickly decides that he wants to be your partner, having worked out in an instant that you'll make his life more fun and give him lots of things that he isn't used to (i.e. affection) that he desperately wants.

If you ask why he didn't date anyone before you came along, he says that he has dated a few people, but only if they've approached him, because he's too lazy to pursue anyone. It's easier for him to wait for someone to confess than to try to hunt for someone good.

He's not much for cuddling. He's kind of touch averse and isn't too fond of petting or random innocent touches or hand holding. He very, very much likes kisses and compliments, though!! You can smooch him and tell him how handsome and smart and good he is and it'll send him over the moon.

He doesn't have much of a sex drive, but you do have sex. He prefers to not do the work as much as possible. If you'll suck him off or ride him, he's more than satisfied. He tells you he used to think he could honestly live without sex, but then he remembers how good you look when you're blissed out and how proud he feels when he makes you feel good, and it makes him want to do it more. Throughout your relationship he gets a bit more sexually adventurous, but it does take a while for him to get used to all the physical touching and the energy it expends.

It's impossible to surprise him. You have to start warning him that you want to surprise him, and then he pretends not to notice any of the sneaking you do. You kind of knew this was going to be an issue going into the relationship, but you didn't realize he wouldn't know not to spoil a surprise. He gets pretty good at pretending he didn't know surprises were coming, though. His favorite ones involve you making him special dinners or coming to the office in the middle of the day to bring him lunch and give him a kiss right in front of all of his coworkers.

Poe

He will buy you EX!PEN!SIVE! GIFTS! You want a rare first edition of a novel from the 19th century? $2,000? Pocket change. You want a beautiful gemstone neceklace and it turns out it's $100k because they're all diamonds? Easy spending money. He'd buy you a whole fucking town if you asked him to. Please ask him to. Please.

He is at your beck and call. Every second you're not with him he's thinking of you and moping. He cries to Karl that you must have forgotten about him and what if you don't love him anymore? He falls into a doom spiral and writes devastating poetry about never-ending despair and loathing--and then you text him and he's sunshine and rainbows and writes you a sonnet about how much he loves you. He's especially susceptible to sexts. If you send him a picture of your tits or your bulge, his mouth will be watering and he will call you in an instant, whining and begging for you to come see him as soon as possible.

he insists he can see through his hair and prefers it to be in his eyes to block some of the light--even if it's dark, it's still too bright for him. The first time you huff and reach up to move his hair out of his face, he nearly nuts on the spot. There's something about you grabbing his hair and forcing him to look you, unobstructed, in the eye that turns him on so much. He's very much a sub and wants you to take control and tell him exactly what you want any time you get intimate.

quality time is very important to him, just as much so as gift giving. He'd be happy to be in the same room as you even if you weren't looking at him or talking to him. All it takes is for you to be nearby for him to feel at ease. He's very prone to anxiety, but having you by his side, or just in his vicinity, makes him feel a bit braver.

He lowkey gets jealous when you give Karl more attention than him. Yes the raccoon is cute and very pettable, but Poe is pettable too, damn it, look at all that hair he has!! Run your fingers through it!! Kiss his forehead!! Discover what color his eyes are and wax poetic about how beautiful they are and ask why he keeps hiding them from you!! Give him attention!!!!!!!!!!!

[moonlightsolo]

and i see you.

summary: after finally admitting your feelings to each other, neteyam promised a surprise for the two of you. an unfortunate emergency cuts it short, sending you into your first (and not last) fight with the sully family against the rda. 

pairing: neteyam sully x fem!navi/human reader

warnings: kinda suggestive, lots of smooching, fluffy fluff, mentions of a main character getting hurt, violence/guns aka the rda being assholes

word count: 4.4k

note: i’m sorry for it taking so long to get this out my mental health is MEH rn but i promise it was worth the wait <333

part one | part three | part four | part five

“oh great mother! neteyam, slow down! please!”your voice yelps out as your arms wring tighter around his neck. 

one of his hands grips the underside of your thigh to hoist you even closer to him, a laugh bubbling from his chest. 

“just hold on- i got you.” his deep voice coddles you, but is still laced with humor. “i told you that i wouldn’t be careful.” 

you can’t help but groan at his words, letting out another squeal when he slightly loses his balance and almost slides off the side of a branch. 

another laugh barks from his chest because obviously your fear is humorous to him.

your legs are wrapped around his waist from behind, ankles locked on his abdomen with your chest flush against his back. 

neteyam leaps to branches from tree to tree, swinging on vines through the forest with you attached to his back. 

when he told you he is going to take you somewhere special, you didn’t expect him to act like a syaksyuk. 

his sprints slow down into a jog as he stops by a thick log resting over a deep cavern. he takes a deep breath before scurrying across it to safety, over to a ladder that is nailed into the trunk and disappears up into the trees.

“what’s this?” you question, angling your head up in attempt to spot where the ladder leads to. all you can see is leaves and darkness.

“the surprise, duh.” he chuckles, bending down slightly to let you slide off his back. 

“you climb up first, i’ll be right behind you.” he taps your hip with a little smile. 

of course, the first thing that runs through your mind is that he just wants to get a good look at your ass, but you continue on. 

you grumble softly, peering up into tree before reaching out to grip the steps of the ladder to start your ascend. you refuse to glance down, out of fear you might panic from how high up you are. 

you realize there’s a little wooden trap door once you reach the top that you can push open. your head pops up inside a small room with windows, noticing a few handmade blankets and cushions thrown around. 

you can’t help but notice an open doorway that leads outside to the small wrap around platform that overlooks the vast expanse of the forest. 

once you stand up fully inside, you realize the room sits nestled securely in the branches of the large tree. 

“a treehouse?!” you scramble over to the window, looking out over the landscape of trees and clouds. wow, you’re really high up right now. 

you look back to see neteyam climbing up, a happy smile on his face once he sees you’re surprised. “what is this place?” you take a step forward to go outside, but his hand reaches out to cup your face and pull you towards him.

now all your attention is suddenly on him, and you can’t pull your eyes away. you instantly get lost in his round golden eyes. he grins down at you with his pearly white teeth, thumb gently rubbing your skin in circles. 

“before i tell you, let me kiss you for a bit. i’ve missed you.” his voice fans over your body like a warm blanket, sucking you in even deeper. 

“haven’t we been together since… uhm i don’t know- sunrise?” your hands slide up to rest on his sides, eyes scanning his face before he leans forward to shut you up.

every time you kiss him it feels like the first time. as if he knows your body like the back of his hand, like he’s been kissing you for decades. 

one of his hands finds solace in the dip of your waist. he gently squeezes the soft flesh there as the other angles your face up by pressing on your jaw, “you’re just so…amazing.” you mumble into the kiss, which makes him chuckle. 

something deep in neteyam’s chest constricts, your simple words have such an effect on him. 

something rather primal overtakes his senses, making him press forward to deepen the kiss even more. your feet stumble backwards from the increased force until your back is pressed against the wooden wall. he pulls back slightly to take a deep breath before coming back to kiss you with even more fervor.  

a hand slides down from your side, over the swell of your ass and to the back of your thigh. he easily lifts you up to his height, bringing your entire body in the air so your legs could wrap around his narrow hips. 

you pull back from his lips slightly, making him lean forward to chase your lips with his own. “wait.. wait. you still haven’t told me what this place is.” you giggle out, making his eyes look over your face in disbelief. 

“it’s an old omaticaya overlook tower,” he leans down to kiss you a bit more before pulling back, “used it for hideouts, spying…” he trails off as an arrogant little smirk forms on his lips. 

his hand cups your jaw, thumb swiping over your lower lip. he uses his finger to press down and pull it down as he leans down to kiss you again, “and things like this…” 

your breath hitches in your chest from his delicate touches, making your abdomen tighten and flutter. 

“so you’re saying your ancestors.. mated up here and now you’ve brought me here too, for what? the same thing?” you trail off with a little sly smile. you decided to tease him a bit, to see how he’d react.

neteyam yanks his head back, eyes wide as he looks over your face, “no, no.. i mean- i didn’t bring you here just for that. i- shit,” he hisses out and shakes his head, “i didn’t mean to, but it seems like that way, huh?” 

you can’t help but stifle a giggle, bringing a fist up to your mouth to cover it. the humor bubbles in your chest when you see his confused face, “why are you laughing?” 

“because… i’m just messing with you.” you cackle, letting your head fall to rest your forehead on his chest. 

he can’t help but laugh along with you. arms squeezing tight around your frame to hug you. “ah, lekye’ung ‘eve.” he kisses the top of your head before taking a step backwards. he lets your legs go, unraveling them from around his waist. 

you can’t help but look up at him, admiring his little smile and how he called you his ‘crazy girl.’

you could do without the crazy part, but being his girl is all that matters.

his hands slips into yours as he leans down to peck your lips, “let’s go outside.” he pulls you towards the doorway, ducking slightly as he takes a step out into the fresh air.

your eyes go wide from seeing how high up you really are. your heart thumps against your chest and in your ears, each breath constricting with every inhale.

your eyes dart around, noticing other floating mountains above in the sky along with puffy white clouds. you can’t help but look down, making your chest constrict with even more anxiety. 

a fall from this height is deadly, and this rickety deck under your feet doesn’t seem too supportive.

“it’s beautiful, but… imkindofscared.” you blurt out. 

“you’re scared? why?” neteyams smile falters as he turns toward you, eyes and facial expression full of concern. he looks over your body, seeing how you’ve pressed yourself flat against the siding. 

neteyam’s grin returns and lets out a little chuckle, “you’ve been on an ikran with me, and you’re scared of.. this?” he gestures with his head towards the view. 

all you can do is nod quickly, exhaling a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. 

“awwww, you little baby.” he teases you as his hands travel to your hips to squeeze them. your eyebrows furrow together from the name he called you, “not a baby.” you grumble, trying your hardest to not smile by hiding your face in his chest. 

neteyam throws his head back as he cackles loudly; the sound is heavenly, “suuuuch a baby.” he wraps his arms around your shoulders to waddle with you backwards inside the hut. 

you finally suck in a full breath once you’re inside again, your arms squeezing his waist tight. “i’m not a baby.” you say again, digging your head farther into his chest.

neteyam sighs in defeat, “okay, whatever you say…” he trails off. you can’t see the smirk that rises on his face, “…baby.” 

you groan and pull back from him, looking up into his face. “i’m seriously going to punch you.” 

“oh, yeah?” he cockily grins down at you as one of his hands grips your chin. he begins to lean down, aiming to kiss you but you slither out of his grip to stand behind him.

he couldn’t help but laugh as he turns around, “really? you’re gonna play that game now?” 

you nod as you bite your lip, staring him down competitively. he goes to step forward, but your hands go up in attempt to be ready to dodge him. 

in millisecond, neteyam flashes forward to twirl your body around and wrap his arms around your waist from behind. you let out a little squeal as he spins you around as your legs flail in front of you. 

he finally rolls to a stop, still holding your body up to his height so your feet were off of the ground. he presses a warm kiss to the back of your exposed shoulder, “my parents want to see you today.”

everything muscle in your body freezes up in his embrace, “why do they want to see me?” you squeak out, feeling your heart pattering faster against your chest. 

“they want to talk to you… as the girl who stole me away from hunting today.”

“neteyam…” you groan out his name in annoyance, “why would you skip hunting today to be with me? your parents must think i’m a bad influence on you.”

neteyam laughs wholeheartedly as he puts you down, letting you turn around to face him. 

his big round eyes look over your worrisome face, “mostly because i would rather be with you and they’ve known you since the beginning of time. of course, they don’t think of you as a bad influence.” 

“i know how your mother feels about my kind. i know what she says about kiri’s human friend behind his back.” your eyes drop to your hands that are resting on the points of his hipbones. 

neteyams body stills from your words, his hands grabbing your cheeks to angle your face up to you look at him. “you’re not like spider. as much as my brother and sister like him, you are a part of us. a part of this tribe; this family.” 

your breath catches in your throat, happy tears welling in your eyes. “ma neteyam… i see you.” you breathe out shakily, leaning forward to capture him in a tight bear hug. 

“and i see you.” his hand drags down the backside of your head, cascading down your hair. he twirls one of your many thin braids that hide within your hair. 

he presses a kiss to the top of your head, “i don’t ever want you to feel like you don’t belong. especially because of my parents.” 

a muffled voice makes your head lift from his chest, your pointed ears twitching as you focus in on where the sound is coming from. 

neteyam sighs, his thumb rubbing against your skin as his other hand raises to his throat to press on his comm device. 

“yes, i’m here.”

your eyes look up at him through your eyelashes, nervously chewing on your lower lip. he makes eye contact with you before answering again. 

“we’ll be there soon.” his hand drops from his neck, a soft annoyed puff of air falling from his lips. 

“it’s my brother. he’s in trouble. we have to go.” neteyam’s body is rigid under your fingertips until he pulls away from you to head back out to the balcony. 

you watch him as his hands cup around his mouth, a loud animalistic sound squaks from his throat to call his ikran to him. 

your eyes go wide when you hear the loud flapping of its wings and another screech from the animal responding to it’s owner. 

you muster up the courage to scurry outside to neteyam, his hand reaches out to help you climb onto his back. “i need you to hold tight for me.” 

neteyam’s words are icy, with no sort of emotion  as he stands up on the wooden slats on the edge of the overlook and steps off with no warning. 

your stomach does a somersault in your abdomen from the sudden drop. it feels as if your lungs collapsed, all the air wheezing out. instinctively, your nails dig into neteyam’s skin as you free fall through the clouds. 

suddenly the cold air whipping through your hair stops, and your fall is halted by neteyam landing on the back of his banshee. he swiftly makes bond with the animal and takes off through the trees, weaving and bobbing past the trees. 

your eyes squeeze shut tightly whenever the animal takes a sharp turn,  

“i can’t believe him. why would he do something so stupid!!” 

“neteyam, what the hell is going on?!” you yell out over the sound of the wind soaring past your head.

“my brother! he has kiri, spider, and tuk- goddamn tuk! she’s just a child and they’re surrounded by avatars with military gear.” 

your heart drops to your feet, eyes widening from his words. 

oh no. the sky people are back. wait, is your mother back?

neteyam drops lower to land next to his parents ikran’s on a tree. the sun above is starting to lower, the forest darkening below. 

he climbs off and grabs his bow off the side of the animal as he does so. after situating himself, he helps you off before walking over to his parents. 

“no, no. you stay with the ikrans.” jake says as he loads his weapons, barely looking up at his son.

you can’t help but feel neytiri’s eyes on you, examining you now as neteyams possible mate instead of the little girl who was left behind by her mother. 

“dad, i’m a warrior like you. i’m supposed to fight!” he’s starting to grow angry with his father, his eyes dart over to his mother for some help, but she scolds him softly with his own name. 

jakes eyes shoot up from his gun, looking directly at neteyam and then to you for a brief second. his eyes go back to his son, “i’m not going to say it again.” 

neteyam stands up straighter, shoulders flexing back slightly, “yes, sir.” he gives him a curt nod before twirling around, storming past you back to his ikran. 

you can tell that he’s upset with his fathers orders, but alas, he must listen to him. he is olo’eyktan, and toruk makto. 

you watch in silence, obvious strain on your face as his parents swiftly walk past you to hop off of the tree and into the darkness of the forest. 

you turn around to look at neteyam, and the look he gives you makes a chill run down your back. 

you’ve never seen neteyam this frustrated. only once when lo’ak did something and neteyam was screaming at him while chasing him through the tribe. 

you shake the thought from your mind, taking a few hesitant steps towards him. “‘teyam.” you breathe out, looking at how his hand is stressfully stroking the neck of his ikran. 

“i just don’t get it. they tell me to come here for what? to watch their animals? babysit?” he scoffs with a smile and a shake of his head. 

not the kind of smile that makes your heart flutter, but the one that shows you how furious he is. 

you reach out, gently letting your fingertips ghost against his bicep. your touch makes his head sharply turn towards you, his features softening once he realizes who it is. 

“i’m sorry. you deserve to fight and to help find them.” 

before he could answer, shouting and gunshots echo in the jungle making you wince in fear. neteyam pushes you behind him, the force sending you stumbling into the side of his ikran. 

he pulls his bow from over his shoulder, aiming an arrow as he inspects the surroundings. when you lift your head up, you can’t help but take notice to the flashing of guns shooting and yellow smoke billowing out from the foliage. 

“we need to go.” neteyam’s hand strongly grips your arm to swing you onto his back as he jumps off of the tree. he lets you down once his feet hit the ground, unsheathing his blade from his waistband to hand it to you. 

“whatever happens. stay behind me.” both of you glance down to your hands wrapped around the knife between your bodies. he gives you a nod, which you return before you both take off in a sprint towards the commotion. 

“demon! i will kill you as many times as i have to!” neytiri’s strong voice yells from somewhere above, making you and neteyam slow down.

“you and the corporal have been pretty busy, haven’t you? got yourself a whole litter of half breeds.” another man’s voice sounds from in the jungle. definitely not jake sully’s. 

a very obvious avatar creeps forward with a gun, unaware of you and neteyam standing in the tall grass behind him. 

you look up to where he is aiming, noticing that neytiri is hiding inside the branches of a tree. “neteyam!” you’re cut off by the boy raising his bow and sending an arrow right through the mans back hitting his heart.

another avatar appears from behind a fallen log with a heavy machine gun, “na’vi!” the man screams. 

neteyam struggles with reloading another arrow and before you could register what to do next, you’re both tackled to the ground and bullets are flying past your head. 

your eyes shoot open as you gasp for air; not knowing if you’re alive or dead at this moment. the force from hitting the ground had emptied your lungs, making your ears ring.

“go! go! go!” jake shouts at you and neteyam. your fight or flight response kicks in, causing you to jump up from your spot. a large hand presses against the back of your head to keep you ducked down as you sprint forward.

jake is behind you and neteyam, ushering you forward behind a tree. the wood splinters with every bullet that pierces the bark, flashes of light from their guns lights up the dark forest.

jake looks absolutely terrified as he checks over neteyams body and then yours, “are both of you okay?” his voice is loud over the gunshots. 

all you can do is nod as you suck in quickened sharp breaths, holding neteyam’s knife close to your chest in case you need to use it. 

“you both need to follow me. ready?“ his eyes dart around, “ready?!” he ushers out with more urgency. 

you nod along with neteyam, watching how jake steps out to aim and shoot at the avatars before taking off in a sprint with both of you following. “let’s go!” jake yells out, hopping easily over a large log as the bullets fly past your head. 

the adrenaline courses through your veins, causing you to easily leap over it, but the height on the other side was a deeper drop for you than expected. your ankles buckle as you hit the ground, a loud snap echoing from your leg. 

neteyam was right on your tail, leaping over your head and clearing the jump. the boy shouts your name when he sees you on the ground, stopping in his tracks to grip your arm and pull you back up to your feet. 

“let’s go! we have to go!” jake shouts as he scampers over to you both on the ground.

instantaneous pain shoots up your leg making you cry out and fall into neteyams chest, “my leg!” jake instantly realizes you’re hurt as he looks over your leg.

the man scoops up your limp body and starts to sprint forward with neteyam following close behind him. his breath huffing with each long stride, one of his arm’s supports your back and the other is behind your knees. 

the sound of bombs going off makes your blood go cold, praying to eywa that nobody else is hurt.

the bullets slowly fade away, knowing that jake and neteyam were fast enough to out run them. he jumps into a small clearing, coming face to face with lo’ak comforting a very emotional tuk. 

“are you okay? are you hurt?” he instantly goes into dad mode, gently placing you down against a tree so he could pick up his younger daughter. 

neteyam plops down next you, his chest rising and falling rapidly from the exertion. you can’t help but lean your head into his shoulder, wincing with every movement, “how bad does it hurt?” 

“i think it’s broken.” your voice whines in pain, squeezing your eyes shut tightly and biting the inside of your cheek. 

as an RDA ship lowers into the trees, the lights illuminate the jungle floor. the strength of its engines cause havoc. thankfully, neytiri and kiri emerge from the vegetation. 

she instantly scrambles to tuk, taking her daughter into her arms as jake brings the family into a group hug to console his children. 

“thank you, great mother, thank you!” neytiri exclaims as she holds onto kiri and tuk. 

neteyam soothingly rubs soft patterns into your side as he watches his family reunite. his other hand reaches across his chest to cup your cheek, bringing your foreheads together. 

“we need to get you back home.” he whispers before pulling back to look at his family, who are all staring at you two awkwardly. 

“let’s go.” neytiri stands up, holding tuk on her hip while kiri sobs into her mothers shoulder. is she hurt too?

jake unravels his arm from lo’aks shoulders to bend down to neteyam and yours level, “i don’t know whatever you kids got going on but we have to go.” 

jake gently picks you up, a cry escaping your lips from the unfortunate movement of your broken leg. 

“she’s hurt?” lo’ak looks at his father with wide eyes. the boys hands are obviously shaking from the events that have unfolded, “we need to get her to norm.”

the sully family and you slowly make your way back to the ikrans, painfully placing you into neteyams lap. making you finally get a good look at your leg that is purple and snapped right above the ankle. 

“don’t look at it. look at the sky. look at me.” he urges you as one of his hands holds onto the rein while the other supports your head. 

once you’ve landed back at camp, you’re pulled away from neteyam and into norms lab. he’s quick to work on you, bandaging your leg up with a splint and administering you pain medication. 

of course, neteyam was outside pacing the entire time after being kicked out by norm and max for yelling at them for hurting you. 

you overhear muffled conversation as norm opens the door to the lab, allowing neteyam inside. you can’t help but smile dopeily at at the blue man as he storms over to your bedside. 

he takes a huff of air from his pack, before leaning down to give you a soft kiss. one of his hands envelopes the top of your head, caressing your hair with a relieved smile. 

both of you take a deep breath in sync, your smile growing even wider from his presence. “there’s my girl. there’s that smile i missed.” 

“i feel so good right now.” you hiccup out with a little giggle, “norm gave me some stuff to help with the pain aaaand it’s definitely helping.” 

he can’t help but shake his head and chuckle at your euphoric state, his thumb softly rubs across your forehead which makes you purr like a cat. 

neteyam grins at you, before his face falls as if he remembered something terrible. “i overheard my parents talking.” 

your eyebrows furrow at his seriousness, gulping as your mind races with what he could have heard. something about you? is he not allowed to be seen with you anymore?

“my father… he wants to leave. he feels as if our family puts the clan in danger, and wants to keep us safe.”

that is not what you expected. 

your heart lurches in your chest, an instant lump forming in your throat, “no, no..” you breathe out and begin to panic, “neteyam, you can’t leave! you just can’t!” you attempt to sit up, but he gently pushes your head back down against the pillow and shushes you. 

“my parents want you to come with us. we’re leaving in a few days.” he smiles, almost sadly as if he’s silently mourning his home life. 

your eyes blow wide and all you can hear is your pulse growing faster as it beeps on the monitor. 

they want you to go with them… 

“where are we going?” your breath shudders. there’s no doubt that you would follow them to the ends of pandora. 

“the eastern sea. to the metkayina clan.”

your breath hitches in your chest. the ocean, you’ve always wanted to see the ocean… 

there’s some part of you that is excited to leave, but your heart aches for the only life you’ve ever known. this is your home; the omaticaya clan raised you as their own. 

you didn’t realize you were crying until neteyam’s index finger swipes under your eye, “it’ll be okay. we’ll be together, yeah?”

all you could do is nod through your tears, your lip quivering as your heightened emotions flood your senses. 

“we’ll be together. always.” 

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[xhdream]

Hi hi~~ would you be up for a little description of XH their favorite way to kiss you~? Both in a cute sfw way, and a more make out or nsfw way?👀🤭 -🎃

oh, i would love to, let’s go 🫶🏼

# xdinary heroes + kissing

༻ sfw

♡ gunil

playful kisses on the nose, and soft kisses on the forehead! you’re so cute he feels the strongest urge to just wrap his arms around you and squish as hard as possible, but unfortunately that’s impossible, so instead he places the most gentle pecks on your sweet pretty face

♡ jungsu

kisses while you’re speaking! you get so immersed sometimes when you speak on something you’re passionate about, he cannot resist the need to kiss you, because of how endearing you look. that doesn’t make you shut up though - you want to finish your thought, so you both end up laughing through multiple light but still very sweet kisses

♡ jiseok/gaon

good morning kisses! it’s not really a way to be exact, but kissing you after he’s woken up next to you feels very special for jiseok, and it’s his favorite way to start the day. he doesn’t get to do it sometimes, so when he has the chance to smother you in deep kisses first thing in the morning he feels very lucky

♡ seungmin/o.de

a long kiss while both of you have your arms wrapped around your waist! that sweet kiss without tongue that lasts for a while and makes you lean back, as he holds you in his embrace… that’s his favorite! he loves being able to see up close that wide pretty smile of yours appearing on your face afterwards

♡ hyeongjun/junhan

unexpected cheek kisses! they’re heartwarming, and he loves them especially because he can give you some no matter where you are. he loves surprising you by wrapping hands around you from the back, and kissing your cheek

♡ jooyeon

peppers your entire face with smooches while he’s laying on top of you! he doesn’t leave you alone until he’s kissed every little spot of your face. it’s a little aggressive, you know how he can be sometimes, but it’s in the most affectionate way. you’re like sweet honey to him and he’s addicted

༻ nsfw

♡ gunil

passionate kiss, as he cups your face with his hands. he starts slow, and gradually picks up the pace leading you into a deeper kiss that has your tummy swirl. i just know he’s an experienced kisser, and imo he lives for the build up - those first minutes of just slow kissing, teasing each other with a little tongue as you let your hands travel all over your bodies until you both geth too heated, and begin to press your lips harder, quicker and wetter… the gradual change in the mood is his favorite part. very dominating, and sometimes his hand can crawl up around your throat and stay there while you kiss

♡ jungsu

oh, those lips of his… 😏 i feel like there are moments when jungsu can make out for hours especially if you haven’t seen each other in a while. he has his fingers caressing your jawline and occasionally bury themselves in your hair, as you talk between kisses. sometimes you tell each other sweet nothings, sometimes you catch up on what you’ve been up to, but you don’t stop kissing, as you’re both laying on your sides with your leg over his body giving him easy access to your intimate parts if he wants to go further

♡ jiseok/gaon

the one i want to kiss the most and he’s not even my ult (or is he?) the perfect plump pretty lips to go all out with. when i see them i think of greedy sloppy make outs that at one point feel even rough from so much biting and sucking. he makes you drool and moan into his mouth, but he doesn’t shy away from making noise too. loves having you in his lap, so he can grip your ass and boobs at the same time. he’s always sneaking up your shirt or down your pants to feel your skin. honestly i don’t see much of a build up with him - he smashes his lips right away

♡ seungmin/o.de

sensual kissing, but with naughty touching. he pins you down on the mattress, keeping your hands on both sides of your head, as he french kisses you in such delicate, but arousing way. his lips are gentle and soft, but if they go lower to your neck which they always do at one point, they start putting more pressure. he’s very touchy no matter where you’re making out tho; he needs to feel you against him as much as possible. loves if you let out some moans or whimpers as he kisses you

♡ hyeongjun/junhan

loves making out while his hand is under your pants. you start kissing softly, innocently even, and then boom! his hand is suddenly slipping under your panties and rubbing circles. i think he can get turned on pretty easily when you kiss, especially if you’re the one that’s changing the mood from gentle & cute to deep & passionate. he loves making out while you sit across each other pleasuring yourselves or one another

♡ jooyeon

slow, slow kissing with long dry humping, because he cannot force his hands to stay still when you’re sitting on his lap; they have to grip on your flesh; they have to be on your ass or hips, pressing you harder against him. the way he uses his hands while you make out really contrasts to the way he kisses you at least at the beginning. his lips move lazily, gently and they press against yours for a moment before peeling off slowly. however, his grip gets stronger the hornier he gets. loves throwing his head back, so you can mark him as much as you want. he also enjoys using his tongue and doesn’t mind spit at all

[not-alien-girl-v]

Mrs All American (Matty Healy)

warning: mention of dick sucking, tw mention of his fuckass mohawk circa 2013

note: god i’m so lonely.

⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:*⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆

he had been at the studio all day. it’s something you’re used to, him being a musician and all, it’s just a little unfortunate that because he’s always so ‘in the zone’ during his time at the studio that he never texts. it’s not impossible to get a message to him, but most of the time you have to call, which is a lot of work.

he left before you woke up this morning. you don’t live together, you have your own place but if you don’t spend most of your time at his house, you’d almost never see him.

today, once he left, you simply didn’t go home, spending your day lounging around his shared house with george, who was also away at the studio all day.

it’s around 6 in the evening now, you’re at the dining room table, headphones on blasting a catchy song by an australian pop rock band that you adore, and your back is to the door, so you don’t even notice a change in the house when the door swings open, two men entering.

you do notice, however, when a pair of arms wrap around you from behind, a warm breath onto the shell of your ear, a loving sigh, and a tight squeeze from the arms. the red bracelet, the ‘dad’ tattoo, the smell of tobacco on his breath.

popping out your earbuds, your eyes are still trained on the laptop but you touch your palm to his forearm, squeezing it. “hey, baby.”

“how’d you know it was me?”

“i can tell by the stench.”

he rolls his eyes, the sunset catching a curl against his cheek, causing the dark brown to glow golden for a moment, and he looks too beautiful.

“i’ve told you before, love, you’ve got to stop referring to any scent as a ‘stench.’ it makes it seem like i smell bad.”

you open your mouth to release a snarky remark but he predicts it. “ah! and i do not smell bad.”

you smile back at him. george enters, grabbing a soda from the fridge and cracking it open, not even paying attention to this lovers quarrel, he knows better than to by now.

“what can i say? you’re a boy. you’re stinky. and you have cooties.” he snorts and you hear george, against his best effort, conceal a giggle from across the room, leaving you feeling like a real comedian. they should start paying you for this comedy show.

“i do not have cooties, you stupid girl. you don’t even know.” he’s still hugging you from behind and the position is awkward for a full conversation so you peel him off and turn to face him in your chair.

“trust me, i know what i’m talking about. i spend all day in this house, and let me tell you, this place reeks of male energy. and cooties.”

he hums, not quite ready to let you have it. “you probably have cooties by now, then. shouldn’t have agreed to marry me if you’re so worried about disease.”

you grin and you don’t want to fake argue with him anymore, so you wordlessly turn back to the laptop. he leaves a parting kiss on your cheek, and it’s a bit wet with saliva so, like any intelligent woman would, you fake gag and wipe it off.

he gasps, loudly, stumbling back and placing a hand over his chest like he’s been shot, such a drama queen. “did you just wipe off my kiss?”

playing dumb, “i don’t know, did i?”

he lunges forward, smooching your cheek again, you wipe it off just as fast. it’s instantly become a battle that you’re committed to winning. he kisses again, you wipe it again. he kisses one more time, you wipe it off.

once more, he kisses your cheek and just as you’re about to wipe it off your face, he forcefully grabs your wrist mid-air and uses this leverage to yank you up out of the chair.

you’re chest to chest with him and for a split second you’re worried he’s genuinely lost his temper, but the thought is dissolved from your mind immediately when you remember this matty you’re talking about, and he loves you too much to ever lay a wrong hand on you.

he drops your wrist and instead gently takes your face into both of his hands, leaning in slowly to kiss you sweetly. this time, you decide it’s best to just enjoy it, you’ve been clingy and missing him all day and this is the first bit of attention you’ve received from your lover since last night.

after your normal, romantic kiss, he pulls away and with a silly smile, leans in again, catching your lips and releasing them with a big ‘mwah.’

“well, i got some candy for you my dear, but i understand, since i’m so gross and have cooties, i’ll just have to eat it all myself.” he walks away, grabbing at the plastic bag you’ve only just noticed had been dropped to the floor by your chair, and he disappears down the hall.

“wait! i’m sorry!” you holler and scamper down the hallway to catch him before he eats your candy because knowing matty, he may actually do it.

you find him sitting on his bed, trifling through the bag of sweets. “what did you get me?”

“you? oh, i didn’t get you anything. i got me a bar of chocolate and another twix bar in case i’m still hungry. twix is your favorite, isn’t it? ah, that’s too bad it’s all for me, then.”

you pout and approach him on the bed. “i’m sorry, please, you don’t have cooties, i love you. if you give me the twix, i’ll suck your dick so hard your stomach will cave in like a juice box, i promise.” you put your hands together and grovel.

“i’ll hold you to that,” he sighs and hands you the twix bar, it’s a left twix.

you giggle, giddy like a child given candy. it’s not far from the truth. he stands and stretches out, groaning and joins cracking. he pulls off his t-shirt, glancing at the hamper across the room and then to you. “think i can make this shot?” you put your candy down on his nightstand.

“no.”

“prepare to be wrong, baby.” he crumples up the fabric into a ball and makes a proper shot at the hamper, missing it by about 2 feet. the shirt lands helplessly on the floor. “shit.”

you burst out laughing, falling back into the bed in a fit of giggles. “that was embarrassing, stop laughing.”

he crawls over and lays down beside you, settling down on top of the black duvet. it’s when you both finally still that your neediness snakes it’s way back into your brain like an evil worm that tells you to kiss him all over.

you steal glances at him through your lashes, admiring his beauty, specifically his soft, dark curly hair. you scooch closer to him, pressing your body against his, propping up on an elbow and reaching out to brush your fingers over his hair.

like a puppy, his eyes flutter shut. “this is getting long.”

“it is. do you like it?”

“of course i like it. but do you want to keep it like this. wanna let me cut it?”

“if you like it, then i won’t cut it.”

“i like your hair all the time. except for when you had that fuckass mohawk, that sucked.”

he sighs, “i know, baby, i won’t do it again,” he sounds like he’s being scolded for something and you’re glad. you hated that fuckass mohawk.

“missed you today,” you keep a hand threaded into his hair, lightly scratching at his scalp with the very tips of your nails.

“missed you too. promise i’ll be home more often, hate being away for so long.”

“it’s fine. i know it’s your life. it’s one of your things.”

he opens his eyes again, looking at you with a deep sense of purpose all the sudden. with his one hand, he places it on your forearm, rubbing gentle with his thumb. “just don’t think i don’t care. don’t think i don’t miss you just as much every time i leave. it’s not hard to love you, it’s the easiest thing i’ve ever done. and the best thing, as well.”

you don’t know why, but tears begin to well up in your eyes and you want to look away from him and his intense gaze. it’s like he senses every thought in your mind, so he pulls you into his arms, chest to chest again, his nose brushing against your exposed collarbone.

he works his hands up and down your back, pushing under your shirt to graze across your bare skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind.

any sense of urgency in your clinginess is instantly lost as he holds you like you’re falling out of his arms.

⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:*⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆

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[victimsofyaoipoll]

Round 1

Propaganda under the cut

Mipha

Honestly she's not just a victim of yaoi, tbh. Basically: she canonically had a massive crush on the protagonist, Link, which consistently gets swept under the rug or ignored entirely in favor of shipping Link with her brother Sidon, their fellow champion Revali, or Zelda herself. She deserves nice things and so many people just... completely overlook her??

She has a crush on Link, but so does her younger brother Sidon, who is much more affable and outgoing. Link/Sidon is the more popular ship. Mipha gets a lot of flak for being a weak female character who's only defined by her romantic relationship to the protagonist. That's not really fair; she has her own storyline about being the golden girl from her town who everyone looks up to, and the hole that's left in the town after her death. It is unfortunate that she is better remembered as the less compelling corner of a love triangle.

The princess of the Zora, sweetheart of the Zora's Domain. Champion pilot of the Divine Beast Vah Ruta. Master healer, cut down in her prime by an ancient evil. But you wouldn't know it, because she's reduced to someone who was in love with Link (the game's protagonist), and therefore has to be sidelined and villainized to ship Link with her younger brother Sidon or her fellow Champion Revali.

Zelda

She spent 100 years in a metaphysical wrestling match with an ancient and primal evil after seeing it destroy almost everyone and everything she held dear in the hopes of saving the few that remained and Link's main goal after HIYAHing his way out of a amnesia-inducing coma was to come in and tag team said evil in order to save her and like 90% of the memories he can regain focus on their relationship with each other and its gradual improvement up to the point where Link fucking dies protecting her and it's the push she needs to awaken the power to push back the blight and PEOPLE ARE STILL OUT THERE IN THEIR POST-CANON FANWORKS TRYING TO TELL ME THAT LINK FUCKS OFF AND LEAVES HER ALONE TO GO SMOOCH THE HOT FISH PRINCE BECAUSE ZELDA WAS BEING TOO OVERBEARING OR WHATEVER AND HE COULDN'T DEAL WITH THE EXPECTATION??? LIKE ZELDA'S WHOLE FUCKING ARC WASNT ALSO ABOUT HER STRUGGLING WITH EXPECTATION AND FAILING TO LIVE UP TO IT AND YOU WANT ME TO BELIEVE THIS WUALITY THEY BOTH OSTENSIBLY HAVE IN COMMON WOULD DRIVE A WEDGE BETWEEN THEM?? WHERE'S ZELDA YOU COWARDS?? I DON'T EVEN CARE IF YOU DON'T WANT HER AND LINK TO BE TOGETHER, JUST STOP DIMINISHING THE GRAVITY OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP AND MAKING ZELDA SUCK FOR NO REASON. SHE'S A BIG NERD! SHE GETS TOO IN HER OWN HEAD! SHE'D DO ANYTHING TO HELP THE PEOPLE SHE CARES ABOUT! SHE UNASHAMEDLY AND EXCITEDLY TRIED TO FEED HER PERSONAL KNIGHT A LIVE FROG IN THE NAME OF SCIENCE! HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE HER 

Im specifically saying botw Zelda here because oh my gOSH this poor girl can get made out to be like a horrible bitch when people. want link to get that shark dick. on average she doesnt get thattttt badly treated compared to some others but goddamn.

title character but people hate her because they want link to get w sidon. so she gets fridged or entirely forgotten even though shes literally his canonical soulmate and they have been reincarnated together hundreds of times (w ganon but whether u make em poly or make him the long suffering third wheel is up to you). people will be like oh but zelda was mean to him that one time (??). be serious w me rn. she just got removed from fandom entirely and if that isnt the epitome of victim of yaoi idk what is.

[chris-continues]

omg hi Chris okay so nai gets a vertical labret and it doesn't hurt unless he puts pressure on it or accidentally bumps it which isn't bad, he doesn't mind it actually, it's tolerable. the only problem he has with is that he can't kiss you because it's an irritation. not to him. of course, but to the metal in his lip and he can't do anything about it but wait several weeks before smooching time again. also he has hella chapped lips and he's mad LMAO

GOD HES SO PATHETIC I LOVE HIM

I can’t kiss you >:(

A very frustrated Nai and a very teasing you. Just wait a couple weeks and he’ll get you back.

Nai almost bites his lip in thought- huffing at the irritation on his lower lip. His eyes practically pierce the paper he’s writing- not due for another… 5 days, but if he finishes this early that means less stress- and to his credit, he’d rather get this over with.

The door unlocking invades his ears as he moves one headphone away from his ear, conspiracy podcast on hold.

“Hey.” It was narrowed down to two people- either you, or Vash, and judging by your footsteps it was most definitely you. He fully turns to face you, “You put it back in!” You exclaim, admiring how his vertical labaret emphasized his bottom lip rather charmingly.

“..I had it out for too long. It closed up, so I had to get it redone.” He sighs, leaning in to kiss you until-

“Mmmpfgh!-“ he groans, wincing a bit. Your worried face soon moves all discomfort to the recesses of his mind, taking a backseat- “No, no- I uh.. I cannot kiss you for 2-3 weeks.” He winces as if that brought twice the amount of pain. “No excess irritation.”

You pull away, and it takes a load of willpower not to follow your lips once more as you settle down beside him. His frost blue eyes look down to his schoolwork. God, if only he’d worn his previous piercing more often- he had an upcoming internship and couldn’t wear face jewelry there, unfortunately.

“That’s gonna suck.” You frown, before a grin overtakes your face. You’re plotting something.

“But I can kiss you as much as I want.. just not on your lips.” It’s such a direct thing to say, and you’re a bit flustered despite you being the one teasing him- it’s far too adorable, as is every other part of you.

“Kiss me where?” If you were going to tease, he may as well see what you’d do. His voice rumbles dangerously, teasingly, aggravated.. a warning. Not that it held any serious fire besides desperately wanting to kiss you breathless, until you were fisting his shirt and pulling him closer despite the need for air.

And god, did you do something.

Your gentle lips moved to peck the side of his jaw, feeling his pulse just a bit below, thrumming with excitement. Then his cheek.

You have to clumsily get onto your knees while on the couch to kiss the outer edge of his eyebrow, then his hairline.

“Alright, that’s enough.” He huffs, gently holding your hips to guide you to sit back down. “You came to get work done, no?”

You nod, most definitely not making eye contact as his tongue darts out against his chapped lips in a show of annoyance. “Get work done my dear.” He emphasizes once again, a slight raise of his eyebrow showcasing his obvious amusement.

His eyebrows furrow in frustration as he thinks back on how your lips must feel now.

He’ll be counting down the days until he can feel your lips on his once more, thinking up comments he’d say to get you as worked up as he is.

Knives is a force to be reckoned with, a major fucking tease when he’s frustrated. And you’re about to see that once more.

[fanjiansaa]

TOTAL DRAMA REVIVAL TIERLIST + THOUGHTS

After binging all of the new season, I've updated my initial tierlist! Priya stays winning, no surprise there. Thoughts about the ENTIRETY of the new cast (with spoilers) under the cut!

Let's just start off by saying that the over the top toilet humor and intro aside, this was a great season. While Pakhitew Island was rancid with blatant obvious character tropes, this season managed to make most of their characters relatable while parodying at it.

But as for Caleb, Scary Girl and Ripper... Those were on the nose too much for my liking. Caleb got the season 1 Justin treatment, Scary Girl is literally Jinx from League of Legends, and Ripper is nothing but a shoehorned character for fart jokes. It sucks because I thought Ripper was going to be great. His personality is pretty solid and reminds me loads of McArthur.

Now that I've got the slog out of the way, time to dissect the more intriguing parts of this show!

Nichelle, Damien and Axel were tremendously robbed this season, and you know it.

Axel's dexterity and agility would have no doubt gotten her far. Unfortunately, her prickly attitude got her booted very early, akin to Eva's elimination back in the original TDI. She's definitely the Shawn of this generation though. And hey, which begs the question — is she his kid? It's been 15 years after all...

Nichelle was nothing like the mean girl label everyone pegged her for. Just a typical rich, famous celebrity that's never been out of her comfort zone. Rude and vicious? No, she had the team spirit and was always ready to pump up her team. I love Dakota, so I am definitely a fan of Nichelle, the two being so alike. In her elimination episode, she had a breakdown where she realized that she wasn't "all that". It was honestly pretty sad to see.

Damien was the person with the most common sense on that show. It's funny how he's just wants the million bucks and never seen the show before. But when he sees what there's up against? He's totally done. FINALLY, A CHARACTER THAT GETS IT. He's a whole vibe. In the end, he decided he wanted to stay after he did some awesome heroics, but his team voted him off like he wanted... Better luck next time.

Speaking of next time, apparently these three do have another shot. They've all been invited back for another season, which means that we can explore these characters far more! Let's hope that the writers do not miss this opportunity.

As for someone that I don't think overstayed their welcome, MK definitely takes the cake. She was honestly a great character with witty comebacks and superior intellect. I think she got just the right amount of screen time. We got to see her in action while making room for other character's developments to shine. Nice.

Wayne and Raj are what happens when you combine Katie and Sadie with Geoff and Brody. I found their bromance pretty sweet actually. I don't think they had much time to grow more distinctively from each other though. And I know how everyone was betting their money on them or Caleb/Bowie as the gay couple, but I'm so so glad that they weren't.

Instead we got a delightfully surprising pair — Bowie and Raj. While I did want to see more build up, with 13 twenty minute episodes, you can't really do much. But no matter, I still thought they were plenty cute! I needed to see them smooch in the finale though. It would've been loads better than...

Chase and Emma.

How this pair irks me to no end. Chase is an incel and Emma is stupid for going back to him. Really hit the nail on the head with the on and off again couples of the world. Seen this way too often.

Speaking of which, I think you all owe RR Emma an apology. Because RR Emma actually had loads more character outside of her boyfriend. We got to see her in action, taking charge, her fiesty attitude, the great dynamic with her sister!

But this Emma? All she did was whine nonstop about how Chase was a horrible boyfriend only to go back to square one. Every second of her on screen was either her wanting to torture him in the best way possible or lusting after him. Girl... After everything Chase's done to you, him granting you immunity in a round does not cut it.

I'll give some points for the Bowie/Emma friendship. Except for the fact that it centered around Chase mostly, UGH. Bowie going "ew straight people" is how I felt about this whole ordeal.

And in case it wasn't obvious enough, Chase deserves to be ejected into sun. He radiates toxic masculinity. He wanted to change Emma's name to "Chase's Girlfriend"? He thought a guy should win the finale? He can't take no for an answer and keeps pursuing his ex? I hope he rots, ew.

Bless Zee's heart for being bros with him. Goodness knows I could not do that. But let's face it, Zee is bros with everyone on this island. He's that stoner friend everyone needs. Just chilling, making some unintentional funny comments, you get the gist. I first pegged him to be the scaredy cat type, but seeing him in the zone instead was hilarious. And he's the amputee! How cool is that?

Now I know I haven't talked about one of the best parts of Total Drama — the villains/antagonists.

Julia was a very fun twist villain. At first, she was just Dawn but if she was a social media brat. I was surprised to see that facade crack and her true colors shine. Instead, she's a two faced teenaged girl, which I see a lot in society. Putting on a show for others only to bash them in private. Watching her let loose was a thrill and I was here for it. Her manipulation, scheming and determination is unmatched.

At least, that's what I would say if Bowie didn't exist.

How Bowie absolutely dominated that competition. He was here to win and he meant it. Seeing him pull the strings was a sight to behold. He convinced the team to vote off Caleb at first glance, outsmarted Julia at her own game, ruined Priya and Millie's friendship, and snagged a pretty cute boyfriend too. If that's not absolute winner things, I don't know what is.

Which brings me to the part I've been waiting for. Last, but certainly not least of all, Priya and Millie.

These two are MY Total Drama inserts, I'm so sure of it. Millie disgusted by her own generation and Priya's obedience to follow her parent's dreams were things I felt in my soul. I know that they weren't popular when the characters were first leaked, but I'm so glad that they beat the early boot allegations.

Millie's character arc is one of the best things of the season. She came here to write a book slandering the people her age and thought of herself as above everyone else's nonsense. But then Priya happened. Priya was nice to her, she was the first real person to ever make Millie feel good about herself. And that was the wake up call Millie needed and the turning point of her life.

Priya also learned something too — self worth. She was too eager to be friends with Millie off the bat and have nothing but good energy all around. Only to realize that maybe she's putting more effort into their friendship than the other person is. And as someone whose been in that position multiple times, it absolutely broke me.

And everything went to hell when Bowie gifted Priya the notepad in which Millie was writing smack about everyone. Of course, Millie had changed her mind and was trying to be a better person, but karma catches up to you. Priya finally let herself be gulfed in anger and Millie truly got hit with the great significance of Priya coming into her life.

In the end, Millie managed to apologize and pour her insecurities out to Priya about everything. It brought both tears to me and Priya and the two of them reconciled. This was the best friendship story I've ever seen written on Total Drama. It's like what Gwen and Courtney could've gone through in All Stars...

Also, Priya wins. How cool is that? I rooted for her at the very start AND SHE WON. I'm loving this so so much. I'm sure there's another alternative ending where it's Bowie but the one I watched was Priya so that's the true happy ending to me :3

Sidenote: Anyone wanna talk about the Priya/Damien ship tease? Honestly I'm glad Priya didn't blush at anything Chase said; I know the fandom thought they were going to be a couple. But the best girl Priya and the best boy Damien had a hint and that's another win for me.

Think about it, a girl who's prepared for Total Drama all her life with someone who's never seen it before? GOLD. They were even paired for the finale! Do you think next season will have them be a couple? Manifesting that so bad with a real Chase/Emma breakup. And more Raj/Bowie while we're at it too, yeah?

[theflyingpimphat]

10 bad romance tropes

Ah yes, how to best celebrate the holiday of love by grinching it up. Now, what exactly does someone who doesn’t read or watch romance and mostly gets annoyed by the romantic subplots has to say on this matter? Well, unfortunately, romance is present almost everywhere in the form of said subplots and since I am pretty disinterested in the romance itself, maybe the focus on the other things that come with it like the characters’ personality or development might provide some insights past the heart eyes.

First, a few disclaimers:

-This is highly opinionated. It is not directed against you. If you genuinely like these tropes and enjoy exploring them in the safe environment of media, that is perfectly fine, as regardless of how strong my opinions on these tropes are, policing harmless interests is worse.

-To illustrate the tropes, I’ll use the names “Alice” and “Bob” as examples. However, the tropes also apply to Alice and Beate, Alan and Bob, or Ay:liss and Bo'orrb. It also applies if you switch the names around.

Rest under the cut to save you the scrolling if you're not interested.

Romanticised abuse

Bob stalks Alice, discourages her from going out with her friends and sometimes locks her in his basement, but it's all because of how much he luuuurves her and is concerned with ther safety! Sooo romantic!

Why is this bad?

-There is romance, and there is abuse. At worst case, someone who had gone through the abuse that is being romanticized will be put off by the story, or someone young and inexperienced could take the wrong lessons from it and either pursue relationships with shitheads that will abuse them or land in an abusive relationship and not see it for what it is.

What would be better?

-Depict the abuse as abuse. Yes, sometimes people will explain away their abuse as love, but there is a difference between a character's opinion and the message the story itself conveys.

2. Massive power imbalance

Alice is a billionaire, has bought up half the city, is a martial arts professional, an expert gunfighter, has five PhDs and on top of that, she's an archvampire who can rip a man apart with no effort. Bob is an ordinary man who dropped out of school, gets winded when he has to go up the stairs of more than two floors and is her janitor.

Why is this bad?

-Mind you, such relationships can be written well, but if the power imbalance is large, you will always wonder if the weaker party actually consents to the stronger party's actions or only agrees to them out of fear for the repercussions a denial might result in.

What would be better?

-Balance it out or make the consent between the two parties clear by letting them talk about it regularly.

3. Relationship is mainly detrimental for one of the characters

Alice is a bumbling idiot who constantly lands herself in trouble and needs Bob to save and protect her. Alternatively, Bob is a deadbeat who loads off all the housework to Alice and she barely has time for herself because of it.

Why is this bad?

-Ask yourself: would the character be happier if they had a blow-up doll with their significant other's face printed on it instead of their actual partner? If yes, maybe their relationship sucks.

What would be better?

-Make the characters mutually benefit from each other. And no, "but they really luuurve each other" or "the seggs is sooo amazing" doesn't count.

4. No common interests, just romance

Alice loves Bob. Bob loves Alice. That's all you can say about them.

Why is this bad?

-A relationship like that would be just smooching and maybe screwing. It would have no other substance. You would ask yourself: but why do they love each other?

What would be better?

-Let them have common interests, hobbies they do together, just any activities that aren't tied to showing how powerful, loving or fuckable the character is.

5. Enemies to lovers

Alice and Bob repeatedly attempted to kill each other at the start and there was a mutual hate between them, but their attempts to kill each other got them both so horny that they are getting married next week.

There, I said it. Bring out the torches and pitchforks, but I just find this trope terrible. From my own experience, every "friend" with whom I have started out on poor terms turned out to be a massive backstabber, so I won't buy such a romance as genuine.

Why is this bad?

-Who is to say they are lovers now and not just pretending, so they can strike when the other is most vulnerable? And how solid is their relationship, how big is the chance that one will betray the other at the next best opportunity?

What would be better?

-Build them up as rivals on friendly terms, or make their animosity non-personal.

6. Love at first sight, too-fast progress

Alice and Bob met in the morning and want to marry on afternoon. Both swear the other one is the love of their life.

Why is this bad?

-It shoehorns the characters into a relationship without building it up properly. This is especially egregious in movies, where all events have to happen in the span of a single day.

What would be better?

-Give them time together to develop their relationship properly. Alternatively, have them already be in a relationship and let them work through some tension.

7. "I can fix him"

Bob drinks, screams at and insults his employees, has driven his mother to suicide and is overally a piece of shit. Alice still pursues a relationship with him because she thinks that with her love and care, she can transform Bob into a nice, caring man.

Why is this bad?

-A terrible personality needs much more than the love of a partner to change, and even then, change is not guaranteed. And certainly, a relationship isn't worth one's mistreatment or mental exhaustion.

What would be better?

-Get the fucker into therapy instead.

8. Relationship built on looks

Bob is tall and has the physique of a Greek god. Alice has hair like gold and humongous boobs. Those are the main reasons they're together.

Why is this bad?

-While a perfectly fine reason for a one-night-stand or a temporary fling, looks alone won't let them stay together; it will be certainly over when they age at the latest, earlier if one of them gets disfigured by disease or an accident.

What would be better?

-Maybe they approached each other because they liked the other's appearance, but once that is done, they will have to start sharing interests and match their personality traits.

9. Predatory relationship

Alice can't stop thinking about Bob. Specifically, how much she wants to rip the flesh off his bones, crack open his bones to suck out the marrow and to lick his blood off her hands afterwards.

Why is this bad?

-It's creepy as fuck. Even if this is used as an example of how one character has to fight their urges and control themselves out of the luuurve they feel for their significant other, constantly reading or seeing how much they want to kill/eat/rape their partner is pretty offputting. Maybe they would be better off with a lubed-up sandwich they can fuck instead.

What would be better?

-Avoid it, or at least tone it down.

10. Love interest with no personality

Bob has a tense relationship with his family, loves his two dogs, enjoys building plane models and reading books about foreign cultures in his free time. His personality is slightly reserved towards strangers but he is very friendly and reliable to those he is familiar with.

Alice loves Bob. Her personality is her loving Bob.

Why is this bad?

-One of the characters gets written as a glorified sex toy and is nothing but an accessory of the other.

What would be better?

-Give both parties a personality and use those to deduct their relationship's dynamic.

Bonus: Babies ever after

I'm sorry, but having a smelly, slobbery, squalling shit factory to look after is the least romantic or sexy thing. Put that stuff at the end of the exploration of their relationship. Or have it pick up once again when the progeny starts resembling a person rather than a demon that feeds on attention.

[mlobsters]

supernatural s10e2 reichenbach (w. andrew dabb)

truly didn't notice dean's jacket or the amulet just *squint* why is his face all smooth like the unfortunate cg choices in twilight breaking dawn

forgot to look it up but yes padalecki injury from... wrestling with kevin at a con??

Sam's arm is seen in a sling because Jared injured his shoulder and had to have surgery. It was still healing when filming for the season commenced. The injury occurred while wrestling with Osric Chau at Jus In Bello Italy 2014. Watch video of Osric relating how it happened. The explanation given in the show is that Sam was injured by a demon while he and Cas were searching for clues to Dean's disappearance. Sam wears the sling in the first four episodes of the season. Jared had previously wore a plaster cast on screen in season two for episodes 2.05 Simon Said through to 2.11 Playthings, following an on-set injury to his wrist.

how old is this cole dude supposed to be? his actor (travis aaron wade) is older than jackles.... (born 1975 and 1978, respectively).

when he was 13, it says. okay but LOL. at the choices in the past to have young dean be a different actor so he was supposed to be some mid20s lookin dude at 18/19 😂 i get so hung up on these silly pointless details

COLE Now…I know Dean's family and all, but he gave you up. And you have no reason to protect him -- none.

aforementioned family surely isn't enough

kind of clever i guess technically cutting between sam getting tortured and dean beating the shit out of the dude at the strip club (to the same song dean had in his pg-13 stripper dream from whenever ago when anna showed up in it [s5e13]) but then kind of sucks any fun out of dean beating the shit out of the dude. which maybe they're making a point or maybe they're just being tonally confusing again :p or maybe i just have extra strong feelings about torture in media!

SAM The Mark --I-I guess it --it just messed him up. I don't know. CASTIEL That is a vast understatement.

made me laugh

also, like that j2 interview, i need someone to tell me to make my observations snappier

i was wondering if dean knew he was a demon. brain scrambling desperately to figure out where he's looking. but it's all the same!

CROWLEY And I know that you want to keep the party going. You want to have fun, fun, fun till daddy takes the black eyes away.

is sam going to be daddy in this scenario?

HANNAH I understand the three beans, but...What's the surprise?

apparently we needed a lady angel to be clueless like cas too

show sure is trying to act like it wants them to smooch. the very special episode where hannah learns why humans and their feelings aren't so bad after all and maybe she wants to smash cas? if smashable

how i feel about the angel subplots generally 😔

DEAN Does it matter? He was a douche. Now he's a dead douche. CROWLEY Of course it matters! The deal was one dead wife for one soul. The wife's not dead, I don't get the soul. It's math.

also made me laugh. demon math ✅

DEAN Oh, whatever I want. CROWLEY Really? Because I think you don't know what you want. Tell me, Dean -- what are you? A demon? If so, why isn't Lester's wife dead? Did you feel sorry for her? So maybe you're human. Except you have those pretty black peepers and you're working alongside me. Why don't you do us all a great big favor and PICK A BLOODY SIDE?!

doesn't want sam but also rudderless

DEAN Or what? Hmm? Go ahead. Make a move. See how it ends. I ain't your friggin' bestie, and I ain't taking orders from you. When I need to kill, I'll call. Until then, stay out of my way. CROWLEY Fine. It's over. What can I say? Crazy ones -- well, they're good for a fling, but they're not relationship material.

that does not seem like the most practical place to stow your special knife on your person

CROWLEY You're here for Dean. I'm here to give him to you. SAM What? CROWLEY The little prat's bad for business. He's...uncontrollable. Must be the Mark. Anyway, Dean's your problem now -- again, forever.

yes, the mark. that's it!

HANNAH Metatron. METATRON I knew you'd come back. That white-hot spark between us -- I felt it.

ew david

METATRON Well...Everybody wants something. Question is, are you willing to pay for it? Are you willing to...I don't know -- let me out? Oh, come on. don't look so shocked. You knew what I'd ask for. And you wouldn't have come here if you weren't willing to pony up. HANNAH It doesn't make it any easier.

.... what

METATRON Fair enough. So... Let me sweeten the pot. I have had time to... think. And I've decided -- screw earth. You pop that lock, I'll give you Castiel's Grace and then scamper off to another planet -- another galaxy, even --and you will never see me again. And in return... you get Cas back at full power -- large and in charge. And that's what you really want, isn't it? Somebody big and strong telling you what to do. Poor little Hannah. You're so desperate to be dominated.

double ew jfc

METATRON Ugh. You know perfectly well what she's doing, ass-tiel.

so childish but i still laughed

that piano does not sound like it's doing so hot lol

from wiki

The few notes Dean plays on the piano appear to be from the Beatles song "Hey Jude," which was the song Mary would sing to Dean as a lullaby.

and it's so few notes i figured lemme play the song to hear the piano at the beginning but then i'm just listening to it and crying because dead parent and hey jude

SAM It doesn't matter, all right? 'Cause whatever went down, whatever happened, we will fix it. DEAN Will we? 'Cause right now, I'm doing all I can not to come over there and rip your throat out... with my teeth. I'm giving you a chance, Sam. You should take it. SAM I'm gonna have to pass. DEAN Well, I'm not walking out that door with you. I'm just not. So, what are you gonna do? Are you gonna kill me? SAM No. DEAN Why? You don't know what I've done. I might have it coming. SAM Well, I don't care. Because you are my brother. And I'm here to take you home.

was thinking earlier how sam had the whole soul being shoved back in thing and the gadreel being shoved in thing, about time dean had something forcibly shoved in him thing

DEAN Hmm. Ah! “You're my brother, and I'm here to take you home.” Yeah, what is this, a Lifetime movie? Huh? With your puppy-dog eyes? Oh, thanks, Sammy. I needed that.

i do like how he's made demon!dean pretty distinct from human!dean. so much smiling!

COLE Nyack, New York, June 21, 2003.

okay so. he's supposed to be.... 24. and his actor is 39. he does have a young face! but. this reminds me of how i could not wrap my head around chiyoh's actor supposedly knowing hannibal when he was young lol other than ~magic~

looking very well hinged there, dean-o

rolling my eyes at the extended staring at the picture of dean and crowley and hey there lonely girl.

DEAN You call that mercy? Imagine you spend your whole life hunting down the guy that knifed your father. When you finally find him... He whips you like a dog. How do you think that feels?

putting aside we saw cole bleeding all over the library for demon research for a second, unless they're the only special ones that double down and go back after the guy... :p safe to assume he's just gonna come after you again

DEAN And what I'm gonna do to you, Sammy... Well, that ain't gonna be mercy, either.

now see that is actually distressing! stakes i care about

[youngpettyqueen]

MASH for the fandom ask

MASH my beloved my cinnamon apple I know im on a Trek kick rn but MASH still takes up an absurd amount of real estate in my brain

The first character I first fell in love with: Hawkeye <3 imprinted on him, like, immediately. also realized very quickly that oh he has my sense of humour cause my dad learned HIS sense of humour from Hawkeye. this man has been influencing my family and me since before I was born

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Charles!! I did not think I was going to be super into Charles. when he came in I figured he'd just be Frank's replacement and would be about as one note as Frank had become, and man am I happy I was wrong. such a compelling character with fantastic episodes, great arcs, and of course how can you resist DOS and his show-stealing acting

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: I want to establish that I do very much like Mulcahy but he is probably my least favourite of the main cast just by default. his episodes are very repetitive and his character growth never really sticks unfortunately. again, I do like him a lot, but I dont get the really intense love others have for him. no judgement! I love that he has a dedicated part of the fandom!

The character I love that everyone else hates: Frank like yes he's horrible and he sucks but as a character I love him. as an antagonist I love him. I wish he hadn't become such a one note character by his last season, because he had some genuinely great moments and deserved a lot better writing-wise. Larry Linville did a fantastic job with the character he's just so delightful to watch

The character I used to love but don’t any longer: again gotta preface by saying I still like this character a lot but Potter. I loved him a lot in my first watch, but on rewatch I wasn't as invested in him. dont get me wrong, I still like him, I still find him compelling, but he ushers in that softening of that anti-military stance in MASH so that takes some of my love for his character away. ive written a whole thing on how I read him and why he compels me with all his flaws so I won't restate it

The character I would totally smooch: I need Margaret like I need air. also Trapper, Klinger, and Hawkeye, and Kellye, and Margie, and-

The character I’d want to be like: in a lot of ways I'd love to be like Hawkeye. in a lot of ways I already am like Hawkeye, but he has a sureness and a confidence that I don't (yet) when it comes to how he interacts with people, and I wish I was as courageous

The character I’d slap: Frank <3

A pairing that I love: I'd be here forever if I listed all of em so I'll say the big ones on the brain rn which are Charleshawk and Houlihawk

A pairing that I despise: Radar/Hawkeye it weirds me out. I really dont like it.

[mt-gr8]

Hi everyone! Time for the bi-annual M.T. update where I just throw everything into the void and let people react as needed. I had meant to do this in January but forgot (which there now IS an explanation for that I'll sum up later)

This year so far hasn't been bad despite losing my Grandma in January. I've grown really close to my Idol Group (Indy Idols go check them out on TikTok, Insta, YouTube, they're chaotic I love them) and it's been good to have more friends and make more connections.

I got to travel to DC twice this year and I'll be heading to eastern PA for a mini vacation at a convention. I'm trying to expand where I go but I have to save for right now so after September I'll be done with cons for the year.

I won a Best Masters award for craftsmanship! I revamped a cosplay of mine and won and I was so so proud! She's my baby. I'll throw A pic in at the end of her.

Speaking of saving.... I have to unfortunately save all my money to cover bills for November and December.... I won't be working because I will be getting top surgery!!! My surgery date is November 13th and I'm so excited and also extremely nervous as surgery scares me. I'm doing a combination of a hysterectomy and top surgery so I just have one surgery and I'm done with the physical aspect of my transition! I'll be on T for the rest of my life but in the past few months nothing has really changed so I think I'm kinda where Im gonna be and that's fine with me.

On the mental health side, they figured out that I do not have Major Depressive Disorder, I have Borderline personality disorder. Which makes perfect sense as to why I do what I do. Now we're treating it and learning coping mechanisms so we're getting better! I have a great therapist that has been helping a lot

I also have been diagnosed with ADHD. Which is ALSO not a surprise. I started having a lot of issues that we found might be related to it and I decided to get tested. Further testing confirmed that I do have it, surprising no one.

Health wise, I'm also doing better! In May I contracted COVID which sucked ass and I'm still dealing with fatigue but I've lost like 20 pounds and working to lose some more. My goal is pre COVID weight than hopefully my high school weight. I've started building a habit to go to the gym and getting over my gym anxiety.

I still have Sonia, my little kitty baby, shes my bestie. My little brother is still my best buddy and I've been very close with the family I have (my mom is touch and go, we talk but not a lot). Overall I'm doing great and I'm very thankful for this year turning up despite it's very shitty beginning. Ty for reading if you do

My baby of a cosplay as thanks for reading my post smooches

[thebreakfastgenie]

can you do spn even though we disavow that fandom. because i think it would be funny. or you can just do leverage if you don't think the people of tumblr dot com are ready for the [redacted] manifesto, it's mark sheppard either way

I CAN if I can remember enough about spn

The first character I first fell in love with: I think it was Dean unfortunately. it might have been Cas since I started with 4.01. The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Crowley would be a lie I knew I'd love him. Gabriel or Lucifer. The character everyone else loves that I don’t: honestly EITHER Winchester The character I love that everyone else hates: who is even hated. well if there is one Crowley hater it is too many The character I used to love but don’t any longer: De*n The character I would totally smooch: you know what Anna was hot The character I’d want to be like: jesus fucking christ none of them. uh does anyone like. just. leave and is never heard from again? The character I’d slap: John Winchester :/ old habits die hard A pairing that I love: CROWSTIEL A pairing that I despise: destiel but since november 5th 2020 it holds a special place in my heart for saving me from 2020 election thoughts

Leverage

The first character I first fell in love with: Parker! The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Sterling The character everyone else loves that I don’t: Breanna (sp?) only because I have not watched Redemption yet The character I love that everyone else hates: Nate gets some hate and he sucks so much but I love him The character I used to love but don’t any longer: can't think of any? The character I would totally smooch: Parker The character I’d want to be like: Maggie The character I’d slap: ...Nate A pairing that I love: Parker/Hardison/(Eliot) A pairing that I despise: Parker/Eliot

[napalmstrikebarbie]

Statement of Sarah "Sal" Genderfraud, regarding her...spider problem

I'm gonna rant for a minute because I've had a fucking day.

Okay, to preface- I respect our arachnid compatriots for their invaluable contributions to the ecosystem and I am not particularly afraid of them etc etc however-

spiders

really

like me

to a kind of disturbing degree? It's become such a Thing it's a joke among my friends. I can't go outside for five fucking minutes without finding a spider on my person, they were all over my house when I was living with my parents, they're all over my apartment now that I'm living on my own in a new city two hours away from my childhood home. Spiders haunt my dreams, the only very rare occasions I have hallucinated have featured spiders exclusively- nothing else ever- just big fucking spiders that really want to eat my face. At least, I assume that's what they want. Maybe they're just going in for a smooch, who fucking knows.

Anyway.

I offer all of that as context for the TRIAL I am presently enduring IN MY OWN HOME on this beautiful Saturday afternoon. I decided I needed to move around my stereo system because Past Me was a fucking idiot who had no respect for acoustics. Or whatever. My speakers were terribly placed, I wanted to move them, easy peasy right?

HA

I go to move my media console so I can get at the wiring, and I hear this horrible

r i p p i n g

noise as everything comes away from the wall. Absolutely atrocious, nightmarish noise.

I know in my heart what it was, but for a moment I hope beyond hope that I am wrong, because I am a pathological optimist.

But no, as I peer behind the console, my deepest fears are confirmed-

it

was

WEB

.

There is an entire fucking SPIDER CITY BEHIND MY CONSOLE, an ARACHNID ENCLAVE IF YOU WILL, and there are DEAD BODIES EVERYWHERE.

DEAD BUGS

DEAD SPIDERS

EGG SACS

LITTLE COCOON THINGS

SO MUCH FUCKING WEB EVERYWHERE

SO

MANY

SPIDERS

There are grown up spiders, tiny baby spiders, the more I move stuff around the more of them fucking pop out of the woodwork like I'm playing with Satan's fucking jack-in-the-box in here.

I have to walk away for a little bit, and pace, and wring my hands, because it's just me in here, and I am only brave when someone else needs me to be, really. I exemplify the perfect inverse of that post that's like everybody masc until the roach starts flying- I am the world's squishiest DPS unless and until the party absolutely needs a tank.

Unfortunately, there is no party here in this apartment, just me and these fucking spiders.

What I do have, however, is a ridiculous imagination.

SO I simply PRETEND that I have a ROOMMATE WHO IS FREAKING OUT. Because I am a normal person, and my brain works fine.

Having successfully engaged TANK MODE, I clear out spider city with the help of my hand-vac and my webster and a very, very bright flashlight, because these lil bitches really don't like bright lights. When I empty the hand-vac into the trashcan, among the hundred or so desiccated bug carcasses is a whole-ass live spider I sucked up on accident, and I simply accept that this is a problem for Future Me, and shut my trashcan. Future Me is going to be so pissed off next time she goes to throw something away, lmao.

I had to take a shower immediately after I was done, just to get the crawly feeling on my skin to abate somewhat.

All the remaining spiders are hiding behind my subwoofer, I think, and I'm wondering if a sufficiently loud bass-test would make them all decide to pack up and leave my abode, or if it would simply provoke one of my neighbors to come and kill me, because at least one of them is clearly annoyed by how much he has had to hear my vacuum running today, if the amount of noise he's making upstairs is any indication.

My new sound system setup sounds great, though. Mission fucking accomplished.

[mmtions]

ooooooh, listen, listen, listen 👀👀 forehead kisses.

i know. i know, not groundbreaking or particularly original BUT buddie forehead kisses that start as a joke.

you know, because buck is taller and eddie does NOT do an amazing grumpy cat face whenever this reality of life is brought upon him and so one day they're bickering about why eddie moved his own! pots to an impractical? bah! cupboard which, it's his kitchen for crying out loud stop laughing christopher he could be using the pots you don't know, and buck just smooches him on the forehead unprovoked and goes: "sure, jan" and stop laughing christopher you do not understand that reference does no one respect me in this house.

but then it keeps happening? like, when eddie drops buck off at the apartment? and after a bad call? and somehow buck being taller than him stopped being something to pretend to be upset about? haaaaaaalp

Dear my beloved anon,

I received your message in the year of our lord 2022, a day past the first week of May, and I was captivated by it. My, your way with words! ‘Tis better than any serial coming from the London post these days. I wish there was more; and, now I must confess, I was tempted to write it! As a response, can you imagine? A whole fanfiction about your delightful subject matter. I believe it might have been at least twenty and five hundred words.

Unfortunately, my beloved anon, as I write this reply, it is also the weekly day of rest. I also partook in perhaps a little too much brandy last evening - I am a lady and so cannot withhold it well, especially when drunk to games and before a night into central town - and I am still feeling the fevers and fatigue today. My mother has suggested I come to the coast to recover in fresh air, whilst my flatmate has instead suggested ‘sucking it up.’

I have therefore decided to include this - oh, I think the youth call them headcanons? Or prompts on the continent - in my next fanfiction. Why, there shall be so many forehead kisses! More than candles in our homes! More than wheels on a carriage, and more too than hooves on the horse that pulls it. I shall write this fanfiction soon, certainly before the summer solstice, though perhaps after I see Mister E. Diaz reveal his queerness in two episodes time in our most favourite serial. (I always thought there was something a little different, a little queer, about that man!) Rest assured, you will receive your forehead kisses in due course, even if I must travel to you myself to deliver them, wherever you currently reside.

Thinking of you, eternally,

mmtion

[x-other-souled-x]

Dumb ramble time!

Gonna hit whatever cones to mind so this is probably going to be disjointed, but we are having a Lot of Thoughts rn cuz we relaxing hella. Also our phone keeps trying to autocorrect real and correctly spelled and used words into other words, like "we ARE having" became "we ATE having" and many instances of changing "you" to "i" and the other way around, so if there's any of that in here we didn't catch then oops my bad we are zooming and the breaks are broken OKAY GO!

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Thinking about it, in the case of introjecting characters, we tend to only pick one guy out of the cast to come live with us. Except in the one case we yoinked The Twins, even tho one of our other introjected members is also canonically a twin and he didn't get his brother. This does sometimes cause feelings of longing and loneliness despite any type of potential exomemory being extremely rare with us.

In-system romantic relationships feels like a touchy subject with us. I mean amongst ourselves anyway. When you have some members who staunchly believe thats "not a real thing" and that it's harmful, but then the majority of the rest of the system is like "nah who gives a shit, it's comforting". It hurts my head whenever it comes up because everyone is so damn opinionated in here. We have some of what would be called "problematic relationships" as well, but it sucks we can't really talk about them. It's not like it's anyone else's business so that helps, but it feels like when you're suppressing expressing yourself. Sucks. What if my love language is being publicly gross so everyone knows how much I'm gonna smooch up my partner?

I think it's stupid when others try to hold traumatized people to some impossible standard of being a "good trauma victim" as if the traumatized beings won't be fucked up in some way. Yes yes responsibility is not being handwaved away here, I'm no talking about that. I mean how hostile some ppl are to dark and taboo themes in fiction and that presenting itself in system members sometimes. Like how I see way too much pedantic bullshit about how any system member who identifies themselves as a younger age than the body can NOT have a sexual drive or they are actually somehow gross and a bad victim. Be for fucking real, will you?

Unfortunately the cozy position we were in to type has been compromised. (Totally chill, normal way.) So although I'm sure we have more to say, we must abandon our comfy post and face the world.

[shepgarrus]

so i ended up talking more on skype about the shakarian soulmate au i talked about in the tags on this post:

#okay but shakarian au where this is a thing #and you get some kind of mark/bruise for any injury #and they can tell from the injury frequency and type that the other's a soldier too #and then the worry when they discover a serious-looking wound/mark and hoping the other is okay and gets through it #and watching their recovery through the mark/bruise healing #and garrus and shep not finding out until garrus takes the rocket to the face :)))))))))) #GARRUS ASSUMED HIS LACK OF MARKS WAS BECAUSE EITHER HIS SOULMATE RETIRED FROM THE MILITARY OR DIED #BUT HE DOESN'T REALLY REGISTER THE LACK UNTIL OVER A YEAR AFTER SHEPARD DIED #also shep being able to follow the healing of garrus's face via her own marks even when he won't say anything about it

Friend: I love the soulmates au thing Me: shepard having a helmet on when they go to get archangel Friend: ...would garrus have the cybernetic scarring Me: gGGGGGGgGGGSGSGGSGW Me: I'D ONLY BEEN THINKING IF THE MARK FROM HIS INJURY WOULD AFFECT THE CYBERNETICS Friend: Or just scarring without glowy things Me: ..........i want yes Me: or like. cracks in his plating Me: depending on timeline if his squad is still alive they notice before he does (because he never looks in a mirror) and he's very confused and when he sees he makes something up about something happening when he was on a patrol Me: but he can't think of anything that could have caused them so guess his soulmate's alive after all? and must have been in an accident or something Me: and later as his heat sinks are dwindling as he defends the bridge he thinks about the shock his soulmate will get if/when he gets taken out by a bullet to the head

Friend: AAA Me: and garrus takes off his helmet and i would think shep would take hers off too but we'll say it's semi-opaque so he can still see her but the scars are hidden Me: so it stays on Me: and shep doesn't really notice the cracks/hasn't been alive/looked at herself long or well enough to connect it to the pattern of her scars Me: and her helmet stays on when they're evac'ing him to the normandy after the rocket Me: and maybe she finally takes it off once she's in the medbay with just chakwas and unconscious garrus Friend: Chakwas just goes :0 and simply stares Me: and chakwas points it out Me: well she's very focused on getting to work on saving garrus Friend: Oh I thought like after garrus was saved fshhdhsa Me: but she mentions it as she's working aka trying to shoo shep out Me: and say there's a mirror in there and shep looks and the whole side of her face and neck are fucked up (i was just imagining bruises instead of like. you suddenly start bleeding externally lmao) and she's like 'wtf' Me: and she's dehydrated and in a bit of a daze and hasn't slept so she just numbly puts her helmet on so that no one will see Me: and goes up to her cabin to shower etc Me: and after/during the shower she can see the marks changing as chakwas proceeds through the surgery Me: fixing parts, making cuts, adding cybernetics Me: the surface/pattern on her skin literally changes right as she watches it in the mirror Me: (hope that's not like.........body horror-y) Friend: Yeah lmao it would be kinda weird if someone suddenly started bleeding Me: the original post mentioned little cuts but.........in this universe we're talking gunshot wounds lmao Me: things could just appear as scabbed-over marks/wounds immediately Friend: Shdhss Me: or the skin could just. change color or bruise or w/e Me: so she watches that for a while but she's barely staying awake so she goes to sleep after checking with edi/chakwas that garrus is still gonna be in surgery for a while Me: actually maybe we'll say this shep managed to disable edi in her cabin Me: so when she gets up and sees that she still has the marks from garrus's injury she doesn't know if it means he's alive or not Me: maybe the soulmate thing isn't like. confirmed? Me: like it's a strong myth based on the idea from the original post but science hasn't confirmed it Me: so people wouldn't know like. if your marks disappeared when your soulmate died or if you kept the marks because they were still on your soulmate's body Me: or if the marks would fade in time after their death (maybe in time with body decomposition/destruction/cremation/whatever they do in the future) or if the mark of what killed your soulmate stays on your body forever Friend: Oooooo Me: so yeah we could have her message chakwas or her getting/having a message from jacob for the comm room thing Me: maybe part of what chakwas said the day before was that they could look at fixing the bruises/whatever on shepard's face that next day once garrus was dealt with so for now shepard covers them with makeup that was already in her room/bathroom when she came (matched to her of course) Me: because holy hell it's weird af and not something she wants other people seeing Friend: Sjhdhsa Me: and maybe when she gets down to the medbay chakwas isn't there (because she's sleeping) and there's just a cerberus nurse monitoring/talking to garrus who's awake Me: about caring for the wound or whatever Me: and after that's done they both leave the medbay together and shep doesn't want to put off talking about the marks so she takes garrus up to her cabin Me: because no bugs Me: and tells garrus to sit/chill while she goes into the bathroom and gets the makeup off Me: and garrus probably hasn't even thought of/made the connection between his cracks and shepard's glowing scars Me: he might not have looked at himself much at all since finding out about them and probably forgot Me: so shepard comes out of the bathroom and garrus sees her face/neck and is like umMMMMMMMM Me: and shepard's like 'this appeared yesterday after the mission' Me: and i want garrus to stand up and go over to her and move the neck of her shirt aside to see that the marks continue down to her shoulder/collarbone like his does Me: BUT IDK IF THAT'S THE RIGHT THING[TM] Friend: BLESS Me: i guess i can say garrus is tired too lmao Me: it'd be a lot easier to figure shit like this out IF I'D FUCKING PLAY ME1 LMAO Me: so shep stays still while garrus does that Me: and that's when she notices the cracks on garrus's face Me: and she got a bit more familiar with her own the night before when watched her reflection for so long Friend: Aaaaa Friend: Yeet yes Me: but she reaches up to touch one of her own scars with her fingers just to be sure Me: and garrus notices and he's like. buffering on something to say when shep says 'your face is cracked' Me: and then garrus laughs because that's a joke/insult for turians Me: maybe shep knows or maybe she doesn't Friend: Sdfghjl Me: either way that breaks the weird tension that had been building and shepard laughs too and runs her fingers through her hair and she and garrus take a step back/go back to normal personal space levels (which is still closer than normal people l m a  o) Me: and shep's like 'guess it's not a myth after all' Me: because soldiers can probably write off a lot of weird bruising lmao Me: and maybe turians have more knowledge of the marks than humans/actually believe in it Me: so garrus is a little ?? at that comment but then they clarify that Me: and then talk about how garrus is glad she's back/she's glad garrus is there Me: PLOT SETUP IS EASY CHARACTERS ARE HARD Me: omg they talk about some of the injuries/marks they've seen from each other Me: like 'wtf was THAT one' or 'my mom saw that one and i got in trouble' Friend: Sdfhk Me: I REACH THE TIME FOR CUTE STUFF BUT THEN................CAN'T COME UP WITH THE CUTE STUFF Me: idk if i want them to kiss now or later Me: like maybe at first they figure they're platonic soulmates and are basically like 'fuck yeah best friends' Me: but then slowly/later on realize 'oh shit do i want more' Me: maybe they both just go with/cling to platonic soulmates or whatever because of what garrus says when explaining turian views on soulmates, that it's not always romantic Me: sorry boy you went fucking crazy with grief when she died that ain't platonic Friend: Sdfhkl Me: GARRUS KNOWING FOR SURE IT'S SHEP BECAUSE OF THE MARKS