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admircot · 11 months
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good-beans · 5 months
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Who was gonna tell me that Yonah FUCKS !!!!!!!!!
I finally sat down to watch it and sudddenly realized why it made people so upset with Kotoko -- it's "get the audience's ass" pt 2 (part one being Baptism of Fire)
What an Incredible, Precise, Scathing commentary on the public's view of punishment. On how we treat "justice" in the news when it's two parties we don't know. On how hypocritical we want justice but don't want our actions to have any consequences -- we want it to be done but we don't want it to be our fault. She makes a HUGE point about people ignoring mental stress and only feeling bad when people are physically suffering. Before getting attached, people did want the prisoners to get hurt and feel remorse. In real life people are constantly wishing pain onto wrongdoers so they change their ways.
She's making excellent points, as well as the voice drama overall emphasizing the fact that it's the right thing to do to get attached. She's 100% correct, but by framing her as a villain, Yamanaka encourages the audience that we should care about people. We should find out about everyone's lives and get attached before making judgements about them. This project remains about human understanding and love and I am amazed.
And from a character perspective, I just loved her view of the situation! I was worried from the bits of the vd people were posting that she was just going to be painted as a flat, villainous character, but she's so so deep. I love a character who will get their hands dirty to make a better world for the innocent characters they care about. And her speech when hugging Es really revealed how much that burden weighs on her. She isn't violent for fun. She doesn't enjoy it. But her heart is so broken by a world of injustice, she will take on this painful responsibility since she has the power to and others don't.
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simpforboys · 1 year
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I have a Xavier request. I dunno if it’s been done (plus its a little cringe and a little cliche) but the ideas been stuck in my head for days - partially inspired by rose “paint me like one of your French girls” scene in titanic. Xavier asks to paint her nude or she asks. It can lead to anything I just need the idea out of my head. Another idea I had that could be linked or seperate is a reader with wings and Xavier is just like obsessed
By the way I love your work. Your JJ stuff too (goodness me) -
Anon 🐣
(Ps: have a high five 🖐️, m not keen on hugs)
my angel
xavier thorpe x fem!reader
summary: you want xavier to draw you… nude.
warnings: mentions of smut, no real smut, nudity, YOU HAVE WINGS!!!! (i pictured angel wings but go with whatever u want bae) xavier is in love with you
im combining this because omg imagine xavier drawing you and hes just obsessed with your wings and body… anyways imma get writing
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initially, when you approached xavier about the idea of doing a portrait of you, he loved it.
considering he had done many sketches of your beautiful face, it should be easy.
but then you clarified what you meant.
“can you draw me like one of your french girls, xavier?” you mimicked rose from the movie, titantic.
you leaned against your boyfriend, your wings wrapping around him enough to make him flustered.
he spun around in his stool, his eyes full of admiration. he put his hands on your waist and brought you closer.
“you know i always draw you, baby.” xavier told you, referring to the multiple portraits he had done of you.
“what if i want you do draw me with my wings? with only my wings…” you trailed off. the look you gave xavier was suggestive and he couldn’t help but feel excitement.
so now, as you stood in front of xavier in nothing but a robe in the center of his dorm, he couldn’t help but feel flustered.
“where do you want me, baby?” you teased, seeing your boyfriend blush.
“how about you lay on the bed.” xavier grabbed a chair and brought it over. he watched as you gracefully dropped the robe before laying down.
his eyes roamed your naked body. he had seen it numerous times before, but for some reason this seemed more intimate.
“you’re so beautiful, y/n.” xavier whispered as he began to sketch.
you grinned at your boyfriend. he always made you feel special.
the focus look on his face as he drew you was enough to make you flustered. being so vulnerable while he memorized every part of you was intimidating.
“relax, baby. your wings are moving.”
xavier knew when you got flustered or embarrassed your wings would tend to show your emotions more than your face.
for instance, your wings had began to scrunch together instead of being fully displayed.
that’s one of the things xavier loved most about you. the way he could always tell how you felt by your wings.
he loved everything about you. he was quite literally smitten by you, ever since he first saw you.
you were never scared to be yourself.
xavier finally finished your face when he began to draw your boobs. the memories of him leaving hickies, kissing them, sucking them made xavier blush.
“what’s got you blushing, pretty boy?”
“you.”
“i’m not doing anything.” you laughed.
“you don’t need to. everything about you would make me blush.”
you couldn’t help but feel your own face warm up, wings clamping together slightly.
“babe.”
“sorry!”
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“are you almost done? i’m half asleep over here.”
xavier laughed at your comment. he was just finishing the details on your wings, leg bouncing in anticipation.
what if you hated it?
“come look.”
you stood up from the bed, sleep in your eyes as you put on one of xavier’s shirts.
you sat on his lap as he showed you the drawing. your face turned in admiration as xavier watched your eyes light up.
“oh my god, it’s so pretty. like a renaissance portrait.”
xavier grinned, his big hands rubbing your bare thighs. “my angel, huh?”
you smiled, kissing your boyfriend.
“your angel.”
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wonwoonlight · 10 months
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how do u think svt in relationship will be like?
(im sorry if you're already did drabbles for this)
hi 🎀anon!!! sorry this got late, i think the topic went a little everywhere at some point but i hope you enjoyed this anyway hehe. but also before i did this, i want to rephrase this a little and answer this as how i would write their characters in a relationship in my fics🧡
cheol: he would be the kind of boyfriend who's whiny and clingy and he's not ashamed about it!!! but despite the child like persona that he puts up, he always takes care of you and he's always always always the first person who'd apologize or remind you both to calm down when things get too heated up.
jeonghan: han would only pull all his pranks in private while he's only a little playful in front of people (unless those people are close to both of you then it doesn't matter); teasing is just his love language, anyway. he knows all the lines he needs to keep and he's secretly scared he'd push you a little too far. he's subtle about his touch too, though you can bet that he's never leaving you alone when you're in the comfort of your apartment aha.
shua: man would do everything for you and i mean everything. he'd take care of you without even thinking bc to him, it's just a given and it's second nature. he's like those people who have everything ready before you even finish the sentence. "do you have--" "here." "what about--" "here."
jun: jun, on the contrary, i feel like would be a rather serious boyfriend. sure, he'll still joke around and all that stuff, but i imagine he's the type to be more serious when it comes to this stuff. he's calm and he never pushes anything out of you, even by accident.
hoshi: hosh is the type of boyfriend who takes you anywhere and everywhere over the weekend. he wants to try every single thing he's heard from his friends and his members, so you can bet your ass he's dragging you with him lol.
wonwoo: take a walk during odd hours kind of boyfriend 😭 he's not keen on going outside, but when it comes to taking a walk during random hours after midnight, he springs up like a kid during christmas lol. he'd wrap you with the warmest clothes there is because he gets cold himself. so he needs to prevent you from being cold bc there's no way he'd be able to let you wear his jacket looooooooool
jihoon: he claims he doesn't like cuddles; and it's true. just that he doesn't like cuddles when they aren't from you. he's always subtle with his touches also, doesn't say anything when he initiates any kind of physical contact so your heartbeat is always 📈📈📈📈📈 everytime he suddenly drops down next to you and just softly grabs your hands and plays with your fingers when it's just the two of you.
seokmin: he'd be very shy at first. like he has all this energy and he just wants to hold your hand but he's too shy and it's only been like two weeks since you started dating so is it too fast to place his hand on your thigh when you're next to him??? he'd just be flustered all the time until you tell him it's ok lol
mingyu: like hoshi, he would want to try a lot of activities. but he wouldn't be hearing those from his friends, he'd look them up himself, look through the reviews, stalk instagram profiles, and when he's sure you two would have fun, he'd say he's planned the perfect date (which he really has lol) and you'll end up having a competition about who can plan the Most Fun Date Activities.
minghao: i wanna go with the cliche museum, art dates when it comes to him bc that's D: just D: how i imagine him to be D: perhaps he'd even bring you to those painting or pottery class bc he just wants to spend time with you either appreciating art or making something meaningful for the both of you (the memories and your failed attempt of a potteries left as mementos lol)
seungkwan: for a date, seungkwan would also look things up on instagram like mingyu. but he would include you in the process, asks about your preference whilst also dropping hints about what he wants to try lol. the both of you would have more fun looking through instagrams, pressed against one another on the sofa, than going on the actual dates lol. the members would sometimes ask you both about a date course bc they knew you've both seen too much date courses instagram recommendation pages
vernon: he's the follow you type of boyfriend <3 whatever you want to do, 95% of the time he'd just say and follow you. not that he doesn't have anything in mind, but what matters to him is that he's spending time with you. he'd also make a tradition of having a movie/netflix date, something you can do online when you're apart. again, it doesn't matter what you're watching bc he simply wants to spend time w you 😭
chan: NOW HIM. i think it's time that we remember that despite being the maknae in seventeen, chan is the eldest son in his family. i feel like he's a very mature boyfriend who would try to "lead" you and i mean that in the best way possible. he'd be patient even if you're indecisive about anything--menu, movies, places, activities. he'd try to get to the bottom of what you actually want 😗 "
A/N: phew it's hard to write these but it was fun and i've grown a new kind of respect for people who write headcanons sjdhfbhsdjbf
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thesturniolos · 4 months
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hihi honey!! it's @sturniolosstar but it's not my main account so tumblr doesn't me ask on it :((
but anyways, i literally love you and was wondering if i could get a sturniolo matchup?
im straight, i’m like just about 5’5, i absolutely love reading (literally most of my money is spent on books) and i love anything pink. it kind of depends on who im with but i’m usually a mix between an introvert and extrovert, but either way i love spending time with friends and family. no matter where i’m going, i love to look clean and always be dressed up. and not even like a fancy way, i just always need to wear clean and good looking clothes.
anyways, i love you so so much <333
HI HON !!! ❤️
i match you with..
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matt sturniolo!
- reading with matt is a must. y’all took a quick trip to a barnes and noble and he bought 15 books, a book sleeve, a small light, bookmarks, a mug to ‘cozy up with’ apparently and then ran to a target to get 30 dollars worth of snacks for your book area he was keen to build.
- matt washes all your clothes much to your protesting. he doesn’t let you even touch a washing machine, it’s his therapy. he likes to do everything for you and doing that was simply nothing, he wanted to do more.
- ever since you moved in, his pure black room now has a small corner for your vanity and wardrobe. the sheets are now pink with small white bow on them, vases filled with flowers on his bed side table and do you know what? he loves them. it reminds him of you and his room doesn’t smell of paint anymore, more like tulips. as for his gaming setup, he has noticed a few features of small teddy bears but he doesn’t mind, they’re now rested against his monitor watching him play.
- this man will send 100 dollars for you to get a high ass quality mani and pedi done with no notice. ping- matt sent 100 for a girls day out. he expects to see your nails all pretty, knowing you love that. sometimes even asks for his initial on the end but he loves to see the cool patterns on them too.
- for your birthday, this man will go wild on presents and he will tell everyone that it’s his girl’s special day. he buys a cake shaped in a heart, pretty and pink, confetti poppers, pink table runners, pink balloons, pink tassels, pink party hats, pink candles (19 in total.) - everything.
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩
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hanasnx · 2 years
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Thoughts on ani getting his hair pulled 👀 does he like it? Does he hate it? Does he hate that he likes it. They gave him such pretty hair in ROTS 😢
ANON. A N O N
they did and they knew what they were doing giving him long pullable hair like that
let me paint the scene for you:
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you’re sitting on his lap, having climbed on because your make out session is rising heat with each passing second and you can’t ignore the urge to get closer to him. you don’t notice he’s letting you do as you please with him, his hands faithfully sitting at your hips, fingers running across the bare skin there exposed by your ridden up shirt. you nip at his bottom lip, soft and plump between your teeth. he responds by humming in contentment, chasing your lips to recapture them. he tilts his head, and you cup the back of his neck, tangling your fingers in the hair there at the nape. it earns you another hum— more delighted than the last— and a devious little idea materializes in your head.
his digits dig into the plush of your flesh, pulling you against him to grind. and when he draws his tongue against your mouth, you obediently part for him. reintroducing your tongues in this kiss. you move your fingers up, gathering more of his silken locks against the webbing of your hand. suddenly, you form a fist, and tug. the movement pulls him off your mouth, and the sound he makes is downright sinful. a whiny “oh,” sending a charge shooting down to your core, soothed by grinding down on his hard cock. shaft fitted in between the lips of your pussy through both your clothes.
he gazes at you through his thick lashes, panting. you redirect him by his hair, diving your tongue back to explore his mouth, and he submits to you so readily. when you strategically wait to pull until your tongue slides against his in just the way he likes, it sends him into a frenzy of tingles. his eyes roll into the back of his head, and inhales sharply through his nose as he kisses you with heightening fervor.
“you like that, ani?” you inquire playfully, mumbling against his lips.
again, your reply is low moan in confirmation. it wasn’t something that occurred to him, since it was so simple. he’s still new to everything in this category. sure, he’s thought about pulling your hair, and judging from your reaction you love it, but he’s only discovered his affinity for it now that you’ve put it into practice.
you yank him back by his hair, and his eyebrows upturn into a pleading look, a noise emitting from him that you’d describe as a keen.
“i asked if you like it, ani.”
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the way he’d direct your hands on his head from now on to pull his hair when he’s eating you out. locking eyes with you over your pretty mound while hes swiping his face all over your dripping cunt, silently asking you to tug on his hair. let’s him know he’s doing a good job. and when he hums- because your nails on his scalp, and the yank, feels good- it vibrates your hole just the way you like. everyone wins.
istg i was thinking about this the other day but i forgot to write it out bcos honestly i can’t imagine one thing this boy ISNT into. he loves it when you touch him, doesn’t matter what you do to him.
like he wants you to slap, kick, punch, and toss him. tie him up, cuff him, blindfold him, gag him, melt hot wax on him, etc etc (whether or not you actually do those things for him is entirely up to you, but istg he fantasizes about you beating him up and what it’d feel like)
he’s a whiny subby little bitch for you. AND THIS IS A LONG WINDED ANSWER FOR SUCH A SIMPLE QUESTION im so sorry it’s just that i have so much to say about him liking pain. everywhere from a marginal hair tug and yank, to straight up getting whipped because he begged you for weeks to do it to him. i know this man is a masochist and a sadist and it’s a coin flip each day who he wants to be.
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since im in a hc mood all the time every day now
VILLAINESS AU HCS‼️‼️ who cheered i cheered
-nancy wheeler and robin buckley being real besties in the first few weeks of their friendship is so real to me. everyone wonders how the new hire got stuck-up nancy wheeler to loosen up and go get drinks after work and she always says smth corny like “a magician never reveals her secrets”
-nancy doesn’t go out as vendetta as often with robin buckley to entertain, and robin sees that as the only real downside to their friendship since she LIKES watching nancy kick ass
-company paintball outing as a team building exercise… safe 2 say nancy smokes everyone… except for robin who smears paint on her cheek and plays dead when nancy comes by (nancy sees it and thinks its hilarious)(and gives her a strictly platonic kiss on the forehead)
-robin working her way up the ladder SUPER quickly because of her skill and she isn’t even trying
-every time robin is surprised by a promotion nancy gets her a fancy bottle of champagne tied with a pretty ribbon and they always finish it together in her office
-robin buckley is still a firm enjoyer of fucking with nancy though, so she’ll often say weirdly knowing things about nancy’s disappearances and demeanor, or she’ll even make the villain stuff she does easier by hacking doors or access codes that nancy used to have to dismantle.
-this frustrates nancy though, she hates relying on anyone and this was strictly her thing and she’s not dumb, she knows it’s haxx
-one time nancy gets her pants ripped and a laceration in her thigh from some shrapnel in a building she uncharacteristically lit on fire to clear any evidence. the next day she gets a letter with a gift certificate for a shady tailor that’s known for keeping costume repairs quiet and a note that says “go to the doctor, or else <3”
-nancy blocking SO MANY EMAIL ADDRESSES bc haxx keeps flirting w her through email (and including increasingly incriminating pictures of her)
-one day nancy responds and is like “you have terrible email etiquette fuck off” and now robin flirts with her with proper email format
-“Dear Nancy ‘Vendetta’ Wheeler,
I’ve got to hand it to you, you handled that Wells Fargo tower with real elegance, I’m really a huge fan. Also a huge fan of the bangs, what inspired those? Hope there’s no one at the office that’s vying for your attention, I’ve been keen on stealing your heart <3.
Deepest Regards,
Haxx
-nancy is justifiably torn, she doesn’t really fear being exposed anymore but she’s still on edge, and eddie is being supremely unhelpful
-robin offering to walk nancy home everyday, nancy declining because she really doesn’t need the protection and robin INSISTING because “chivalry isn’t dead, wheeler” and nancy laughing and accepting after that
-this branches into dinners at nancy’s fancy ass apartment and movie nights, drinking wine and laughing into the early hours of the morning
-the tension is INSANE atp, it’s one of those late nights when nancy looks up at robin from under her eyelashes a second too long and they jump each other
-we are now in the friends with benefits era💪
lmk if y’all want more >:)
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muzzledrum · 2 years
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"take me slow" PRT 4
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Copia x reader
warnings: obsessed manipulative Terzo, toxic Copia moment, fight, no fluff
terzo gives copia some advice and it takes a turn. yeah im sorry in advance its an ugly chapter.
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Terzo walked down the hallways, a grin threatening to break on his face. He wouldn’t tell Copia her name and what she was. But that didn't mean he couldn’t raise hell in other ways. He was happy to play the friendly helper in their relationship, however happier to help her more. He straightened his vest and twisted on his toes as he turned to papa’s bedroom doors, all too giddy to pour his poison in Copia’s mind. He pushed his grin down into the pit of his mind, carefully selecting what face would alleviate the stress from papa, when he decided he took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Copia’s head came into view, his paint complimenting his furrowed brows as he opened the door, a stoic calm as he looked down at Terzo. Terzo made a mental note that his confidence had definitely risen since last they talked, making things a little more challenging. He gave a refreshing smile and spoke in italian
“Papa! How are you my dear friend? Hopefully I didn’t keep you waiting”
Copia stepped back and gestured his hand, letting Terzo walk inside as he replied chipperly 
“Patience is perfect for us Papa’s! Always good to see a familiar face in these times. Come sit”
The two men sat down, a cup of coffee and hot chocolate waited at his desk, Copia always had a terrible sweet tooth. Terzo scooted his seat closer before leaning back crossing one leg over his knee. 
“So what’s troubling you? How can I help you today Papa” he sighed and played with his ring as he picked the coffee cup up to his mouth.
“I could use your advice. From what I understand, you were em….close? With Y/N, correct?” He folded his arms on the desk and leaned forward. “Of course we don’t have to talk about it. She isn’t keen on sharing many details and in truth it's not my business regardless of my position of power”
 Terzo rolled his shoulders lightly and cleared his throat. “Oh I’m a giver you know I won’t say no to Papa, speak away. Everythings on the table within reason.” copia stayed silent for a moment so terzo quipped out “including the bedroom activities perhaps?” He raised his eyebrow and sipped his coffee. Copia choked on his cocoa and cleared his throat. “Oh, the sort if you don't mind” Copia mumbled out quietly, taking a deep breath he asked. “Has she always struggled being intimate? I find myself wondering if I am doing her wrong. I needed to learn from you” Terzo smiled, carefully selecting his lie as he pursed his lips and shook his head confused. 
“No, she never had a problem with me. I will admit it did take a long time for her to openly be intimate, usually hiding behind…comments?” He studied Copias face and saw what he needed, a slight reaction shown through his eyes at her making the comments. So she was being all bark no bite Terzo thought.
 “But she, eh, opened up? Right?” he listened softly
“Yes, within a year she was open, both heart and legs if you will” he flashed a toothy smile enjoying his game. Copia’s shoulders slumped for a moment before leaning back in his chair and placing his clean shoes on his desk. “Everything else if our relationship is fine, but it's this one thing that she struggles with. Though, I haven’t confronted her about it.” he raised his hand before continuing
 “Which I will. But she seems almost afraid? As silly as it seems. As you know she's damn near close to sister Imperator in confidence and self assurance.”
“Quite the opposite, Papa. She is afraid. It’s not my place to tell you but she has some rather…unfavorable secrets and a past. I know it doesn’t haunt her. But what does is that it will repeat. That she will hurt you. She means well I'm sure but she hides it because she’s afraid of herself.” Copia paused for a moment and nodded. “She is hiding, you’re right. The other night she hid under the paperwork you gave her after the class she taught. She could have done it another day I’m sure” the last of his sentences drifted off into a mumble as Terzo gave him a confused look and feigning sympathy. “I never gave her paperwork papa, I and others haven't since you returned. We agreed to let her be for some time.” Copia looked up, studying Terzo's face before confusion consumed him. “You must have forgotten, she told me she was given last minute work”
Terzo clicked his tongue “no we shared a nice walk after her work, the moon was nice so we took some time to catch up. You know I would never forget things like that Papa” he clasped his hands and set them on his knee, lazily bobbing his foot. Copia glared at his gloves for a moment. “I see….you’re excused Terzo. I have some tasks to attend to” he stared at his glove, his voice leaking venom at this revelation made to him.
“Of course Papa, I didn't mean to upset you. Please always call me when you need some advice, I’ll come running if I can. Really” he stood up and set his coffee cup on the table, just as he turned his face a glimmer showed in his white eyes as a wolfish smile pulled the corner of his lip. Copia only nodded in acknowledgement as Terzo slipped out the door in silence.
Copia gazed down on Terzo’s cup still sitting on his desk. He picked it up lightly and twirled it around in his hand over and over. He was lost in thoughts as his insecurities ate at him, his thoughts brewing a storm. “She lied? Why? Why me? What were they talking about? She didn’t have dinner with me last night. ``Her heart and legs, if you will’ ” most importantly, at the forefront of his mind “what is she hiding from me?” his thoughts echoed in the dark empty room, his gaze hardened as an irrational anger consumed him. The sound of crushed glass assaulted his ears, when he looked down the cup was shattered. The last of the coffee poured onto the floor as splinters of glass laid bare on his desk, mocking him. Blood dripped from his hand as it pooled in his hands. Anger grew as he swiped his cup off the table and yelled in anguish, he grabbed his hair and took shuddering breaths. “I am Papa, I am Lucifer's chosen shepard, I am Papa I’m not hopeless” He found comfort in his power in the moment as his head hung to the floor. He looked over to the room and saw the shredded letter still laying where she left it. He grabbed the tape off his desk and walked over to the mess.
She approached the door tired and annoyed, her arm full of books from the library. When she opened the door she was confused. The room was pitch black, the curtains drawn tightly. At the end of the room there was a dark silhouette of Copia sitting back in the chair. The air felt both dead, but electric as she spoke. “Copia? What the hell are you doing? Brooding like a vampire?” he didn’t respond, only tilting his head back over the chair to face her and smiled. The face intoxicated with power, collected anger and an utter cold. It made her shiver.
“Hello, my love. You're home late again. Terzo tossing his work onto you now?” he said out loud flatly. “No, not Terzo. I had to study up on some things for another class I'm teaching on thursday '' she attempted a smile, hoping he would be happy about the news. He didn’t acknowledge what she said, he simply held up the now taped up letter between his  index fingers, only half of the letter intact. ”Have a nice brunch with him?” he replied coldly, she walked over to his desk and set the books down before she put her hands on her hips, anxiety twisting her stomach. “No, as a matter of fact I didn’t. What has gotten into you?” “your love?” He raised an eyebrow and stood turning to face her, his hand lingering on the chair and his other raising the letter. “Doesn’t seem like the wording I’d use for a chew out over papers” his white eye glowed in the dark of the room. 
“What did he tell you?” she asked in a warning tone. 
“Enough. He was very informative. So….why did you ever leave him?” He swung the other chair out and pointed for her to sit. She stood defiantly. “What is wrong with you? You have never acted this way, what did he tell you?”
“That he never gave you paperwork last night. That you had a nice get together again. Normally I wouldn’t give a rat's ass. But you’re hiding from me. Has your Papa not been honest with you? Am I losing my love?” 
“We had an argument, that’s why I was upset! Copia are you hearing yourself?” she yelled.
“You’re ignoring the letter,” he said quietly and coldly.
“What am I supposed to say copia? That's why I shredded it. I was upset when he called me that” she waved her hand exasperated “Terzo is a different man when it comes to me-” she was cut off by his glare, his breath heaved as he stared at her.
 “What is that supposed to mean?” his voice dripping with venom
“It’s complicated” she whispered
“Start talking”
“I can’t” when she looked back up she saw tears dripping down his face, his fists clenched over the letter as he looked around, everywhere but her. His face contorted as he controlled his tears. He fought to keep his voice steady as he glared up at her in angry tears “what are you hiding? What did I do wrong?” she looked at the ground and shook her head.
"I can’t look at you right now. I need to think, we’ll talk again later” he turned his back to her. “ You're kicking me out?? Copia this is-” his voice boomed in the room, rattling the walls “get out!” and immediately. regret, hurt and fear hit him. He never raised his voice. What was wrong with him he thought, he had forgotten who he was talking to. His lover, his sun in the cosmos. Now she was in tears, her nose twisted as she tried to force words out. He reached out “I- I’m sorry amore please I didn’t mean it” he was too late, in the dark of the room her figure simply vanished, one moment his eyes were fixated on hers, the next she blurred into the dark. “Amore? Amore please come here I didn’t mean it I’m sorry” he rushed to the curtains and shoved them open. She was nowhere in sight.
It was a downpour outside, Terzo sat by his fireplace and smiled. Considering it to be the heavens succumbing to his dark infernal lord below. Out of the corner he saw a shadow step out of the darkest corner of his room. What he was welcomed with was a tear stricken Y/N, he rushed over to her shushing her softly asking what had happened, a selfish pang of joy hit his heart as she came to him. “He screamed at me” her voice breaking into sobs as she held her face. Terzo wrapped his arms around her, shushing her softly as he buried his head into her hair, petting her hair softly. Deep in his heart he was branding a wicked smile as she sobbed in his arms for the rest of the night.
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hey so I felt the need to come down here, I'm having a lot of fun with this and im on a fucking roll. I'm open to suggestions and request I want to work on stories that aren't conventional y/n's, the next story will be about a diabetic because thats something I always wanted for myself, if you want some representation feel free to let me know and I can whip a story out. hopefully the next chapter will get lighter and happier no promised
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khalss · 3 months
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you should totally talk about your courier sometime, friend :3
WAAAH OKAY
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these are just some preliminary ideas as i still try to figure stuff out but my courier is an experiment who doesn't even remember that they're a very Not Human entity running around because of the gunshot to the head that deleted most of their memory
their la creatura. just a little guy
i admittedly don't know a ton about the fallout universe so a lot of the details on who did this and the why is still fuzzy at best but i can always paint the why as just 'i dunno we wanted to make a cooler human and it still didn't work'
post gunshot they go by Six because they cannot remember their name and trying to randomly pick one doesn't feel right so just going with the number they were given feels best but their real name honestly isn't much better because it's just a codename. something like Dakota or Delta (it's gonna be part of a set). their REAL birth name (if they even had one to begin with) is lost to time
their design for the experimentation was to make something that was very good at recon and stealth so they excel at information gathering and have keen senses (particularly sight, smell and hearing) and having something akin to a danger sense. in game stat wise they have excellent perception and agility and poor strength with slightly above average endurance. they can take hits better than a normal human but they're much better at straight up avoiding danger
it's funny playing with the amnesia aspect of fnv because it's just, imagine you forgot everything about yourself including the fact you're not even human anymore. they start human looking at the beginning with some eccentric quirks (glowing eyes at night, able to eat raw meat) but slowly turn over the course. they probably had a drug they'd take to keep the form under control but since they can't remember to take it, they just full turn at some point
kind of werewolfy but i've been told there's a lot of weird shit in the fallout universe so i like the idea of leaning fully into the goofiness the series has to offer!
personality wise they used to be far more aggressive but the bullet effectively altered that and they became far more passive post shot. they're far more skittish when fnv actually starts. there's still a lot i have to figure out and think about but uhhh that's basically the quick and dirty of what i have rattling around! strange little la creatura surviving the worst string of bad luck
oh and im also trying to push their design a little harder. maybe have like, bones and shit poking out so it's not a totally 'clean' design hee hee. i'll design the human form later but i just really wanted to make the creature version first
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playboyy finale stray thoughts!!
nant is acting like prom doesnt know who nuths boss is... does this mean nant didnt know who prom was....
nuthphop!!!! oh the mirror the mirror the mirror the mirror the mirror making it look like nuth isnt really there?!?!?!? the framing of this scene!?!??! oh fuckass jason STAY AWAY FROM HER
aobpuen my beloveds id buy your chicken juice
soong with the fucking ringlight in his influencer era and first jerking off in the background?????? oh soong my baby. this is giving sandray...firstsoong are so fucking funny the dejected "fuck him" askjhgasghjahgg
ok im concerned that if nonts father uses the government to take down jason lee then all the playboyys will also take the fall..
captain and his one sided beef with puen like bestie maybe youre just wrong. also puen being the only voice of reason, once again
puen said queer solidarity so tru PUEN MY BABY BOY PLEASE DONT DIE
i lowkey need captain and puens actors to work together again
on god tutorsoong rarepair of the century?!?!?!!
if this is firstsoongs final arc.... first be so fr...
NOOOOO THEY SET UP MY BOY NUTH SHFGKAJGHASHGHAH IM GONNA EXPLODE NOOOO
first doing the grindr reveal of shame.... firstsoong what is happening babes... like not even a "i should punish you for this??"
nuthphop enthusiasts its joever for us isnt it...... hold on the flwoer... their visual metaphor is a caged bird...
captain youre gona get decked- now why is keen so attached to nuth
hold on why is nont asking of zouey is ok.... zouey trauma moment ???
well we didnt get nont cunty jacket but we got big pant so alls well that ends well
awww theyre little fucked up family
no they got my baby behind literal bars JASON LEE AND CAPITALSIM YOU WILL CRUMBLE FREE MY MAN NUTH NOOOOOOOOOOOO
if this is the nuthphop ending im commiting atrocities- not that its not realistic but its just so fucked up
porschejump being cute save me save me porsche jump being cute
oh why am i in this... oh damn i mean since you asked
SCREAM THEY REALLY WENT FOR IT GOOD FOR THEM
hold on the framing of phop and nont miroring nuth and nant im gonna scream
they bringing out nuthphop piano ballad deep cuts this ep
oh im not fonna make it DONT DO THIS TO ME NOT THE MONTAGE YOU BUM ASS BITCHES NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OH GOD I CANT DO THIS I REALLY CANT OH FUCK OH GOD OH FUCK OH GOD OH FUCK NOOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOOOO THIS IS THE WORST THING THATS HAPPENE DON AGJLHA NO NO NO
him dying exposed and out in the open when he lived caged in with the other people he was trapped with its about symbolism its about story telling its nuths screenplay printed next to him its the fact he was only ever going to be remembered through that screenplay how people like them dont win awards and and and and
this zoueyteena scene giving me so much whiplash like right in front of my grief ???
SO THE PAINTING HE JERKS OF TOO IS OF JASON SOFGHAFSJKLGSJAHKGSJADF OMG I WAS RIGHT!??!??!? SJHGKGHKFJAGH WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT
gurl....
WHAT THE ACUTAL FUCK WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT
what.... the... FUCK?!!?!?!??!
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hauntedziosportrait · 6 months
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HIII OBSESSED WITH YOUR AU STORY was wondering what all the alphas are up to during this time? are they still a team, off doing their own things, or gone entirely? (question extends 2 mira and zios too!)
i hope you write more for your au, im so invested !!!!!
heehee hi!!!!!!! i am Happy to answer this!! already in the au, Greely is a protagonist but otherwise has little to no connection with the alphas. ever since the events of the phantom uprising they pretty much argued about the best steps to take and all either split up or cut complete contact with one another. Greely, being a natural and literal lonewolf of course ventured off by himself but Liza and Sir Gilbert have teamed up aiding surviving jammers and foraging for resources. Cosmo and Graham are, in the present moment, keen on gathering intel, which is becoming difficult without someone like Greely who's a pretty sneaky spy Peck is by herself. Whereabouts pretty much unknown. And possibly slightly insane but presumed dead or kidnapped by the other alphas.... Let's just say something is inspiring her to paint more than ever. and Tavie will also become a very important character in the story so I cant spoil anything but I can say she's dwelling in the waters of moku'ahi alongside three troublemaking spirits..... >:) As for Mira and Zios, they aren't entirely dormant, especially not the latter. but they're not exactly themselves
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planefood · 11 months
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Do your characters have any hobbies?
If so what are they?
Yes :) Phillip and Jay play music together, Phillip plays bass and guitar and Jay plays guitar and keyboard/piano. They can both sing (wild) Darwin likes photography in the little spare time they have Max and Mikey like to play D&D together and Max likes to try paint those little figures that come with them. He's not the best at it but he likes doing it anyway and collecting them is something he enjoys. Mikey also likes playing older video games (im talking like 40-30 years old old) Tandy also likes these, but he prefers fiddling (hehe fiddling) with older computers so doesn't usually join them. Jay also likes playing arcade style games. Mikey also draws comics, not of quality but definitely full of passion Sierra has a weird hobby, she likes to collect biege things and has ever since she was able to see the colour biege she just, really likes the colour biege (I do too girl) she isn't just collecting boring things or anything, she also likes collecting brown and beige stuffed animals. Like this:
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she doesn't like animals generally, but she seems fond of things with fluffy textures, just doesn't like when said fluffy things jump up at her or make a mess and smell bad. (this biege obsession doesn't affect her fashion choices generally, she actually likes it better when other people wear beige than herself.) Sonnet likes dancing! She has a lot of energy and likes to do something high energy like that. She isn't a professional or anything but its something she takes a keen interest in. She has really really bad vision so likes feeling the rhythm in music and just dancing it out! Her favourite band to dance to is Aqua (of Barbie Girl fame) she thinks it's appropriately "camp". She also enjoys any activity she can do that involves leaving the house and doing anything fun! Sierra is more than happy to take her places.
Cathy likes sewing clothes, when she isn't organising get togethers with robots. She likes making outfits and miniature sets for toys and dolls. Which comes in really handy when Lithium and Sonnet meet her she's more than happy to make them things their size theres other hobbies other robots have but I won't go into them here
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hi blimps im still here. dead or not ill keep posting
silly little wip i’ve been working on. too lazy to make a fancy info thingy before it. I’m not sure if I’ll finish it because even though Khadija is a character I use regularly, this is not for a roleplay and more of a uhhh oneshot, I guess you could say.
I also must add a disclaimer that theres some pretty offensive language here but none of these are my genuine opinions. I write in the perspectives of my characters and Khadija is not the nicest by a long shot.
Oh and these guys are dogs djrnkfmymy anyway its below the keep reading :)
Ofelia was amongst the worst of all Khadija’s stepmothers. Her mother always muttered to her about how insufferable she was. Well, she had a lot to say about all the other consorts. 
Lavinia was more of a sharmouta than a woman of royalty. Snakelike Marica’s only redeeming quality were the three bastards she bore, and yet those three bastards brought nothing to the table. (A son who wanted to be more of a peasant than a prince, a daughter who’d only exceed in mopping floors, and another son who believed he was worth the title of King.) The palace would’ve been much more comfortable had Leona’s tongue been cut out long ago, and the same goes for Marica. Estella was only memorable for dying during childbirth, and that *golden girl* should have died with her. It’s a wonder how Cyriacus could love someone like her, even when shes dead and gone.
And Ofelia was just dreadful. The only thing she does is cry. Just speaking the name of another consort could bring her to tears. Hell, even a drop of a pin. With such thin skin, it was no one's fault but hers that she was so miserable in the castle. She was probably doing it for attention, and that made it even more sickeningly childish. And speaking of which, Aloisia thought of her stepchildren just as highly as she does their mothers. Even if they weren’t the princes she prayed for, Khadija and Djamila were worth more than all of them combined. Cyriacus should be thankful for such perfect girls; they were the best things to come to Shorus after Adelia being sent off. Nearly all of Khadija’s siblings were older than her, adults by the time she and her twin sister were born. But she knew one of them was her age. It was another sister, albeit half, and her name was Aletta. Her mother was none other than the palaces whiner, Ofelia. Khadija, Djamila, and Aletta were born within the same month. Khadija was unsure of who was older, but she did know they were days apart. 
But Khadija wasn’t keen on finding out. She didn’t care about Aletta. She didn’t like her. Why? Because Aletta was no good, nor worth her time, so her mother said. She and Djamila should best focus on their studies, not get involved with the likes of her, nor any of the consorts spawn. And Aloisia couldn’t be wrong, as if she were, she wouldn't be so certain whenever she said so. She always knew best, and her advice always made sense to Khadija. She never really spoke to Aletta, not really. The same goes for the rest of her half siblings. She met them, but never really spent time with them like she does Djamila. Especially since Khadija was newly weaned, now at the age of 2 months. She did meet them when she was a young baby, however. Viewing the newest born princess or prince was customary in Shorus, after all. Khadija remembers seeing one of her brothers, Ahsan, quite often. He was the first to introduce art, specifically paint, to her before she’d have to sit through dozens of paintings Aloisia commissioned of her. He once let her place a clumsy paw print on one of his newest paintings, but Aloisia wasn’t too happy he’d bring ‘chemicals’ so close to her daughter. From what she could remember, pale Runal was always kind, though he didn’t come around often. But his two pale siblings, Hassan and Fatima, seemed more curt than anything, especially Hassan. Aloisia doesn’t like Hassan too much. Shahnaz and Malik were nice, but she didn’t see them often.
While Khadija didn’t talk to Aletta, it didn't mean they hadn’t at all. Being the same age, it would be more likely that Khadija, Djamila, and Aletta would’ve met. Ofelia was hopeful that Aletta could have been friends with the twin sisters, and pushed the possibility. Khadija recalls brief glimpses of sharing toys with the other girl, who arguably looked quite similar to her and Djamila herself. She could recall giggling with the other girl as they played, but she was unsure at what. Aloisia wasn’t too fond of Aletta being daughters playmate, though. With how sensitive and emotional Ofelia was, it probably ended up in Aletta having some sort of compromised immune system, or worse; an ill-mind. Something like that being so close to her daughters would be disastrous. The older Khadija became, the larger the wedge between her and Aletta grew. She’d see her in the halls and say nothing. 
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karatecaulfield · 1 year
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Hi, may I have a ship for Cobra Kai & Outerbanks. I go by she/her and am bi with no preference so any gender is fine.
Ive been told I typically wear what would be considered 90s type of style but leaning away from more feminine things tho I’m not opposed to dresses and all. 
I do get pretty anxious when thrown in certain situations rather that be talking to a group of people or just one person. But on occasion and definitely when I get to know someone I never stop talking. I am a ranter and rambler which means I could be ranting about something that happened and then start talking about something else that may or may not be related to the original subject. Basically I will always find something to talk about though I do enjoy listening to other people talk. I am considered the mom friend because I tend to be the most logical. Im also a very determined, stubborn person who usually is kinda pessimistic but still has a huge imagination. And despite all the anxiety I am usually a relatively confident person and am not afraid to take up for anyone I care about. Also I am pretty good in school despite having a kinda bad memory. Also an INTJ, Sagittarius, and Ravenclaw. 
I absolutely love writing and have for the longest time. I also love drawing and painting (mostly art related to animals and the occasional landscape) I’ve also been a big music fan since I was a kid, I honestly dont know what I would do without it. I also really enjoy reading, I could spend hours getting consumed by whatever I’m reading. Which also travels into me when I’m watching things. As in I spend a good bit of time just binge watching new or old shows. I also really like walking around and enjoying nature. Theres a few nature trails I love going on and would go to the zoo every weekend if I had the chance. Also I do like going to random places with my friends. 
And thats about all I can think of to say, hope it wasnt too much lol. But anyways, thanks in advance :)
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Robby Keene! I think that he would be really drawn to your overall vibe. He kind of likes a challenge when it comes to getting an s/o so I think he would like you being shy and first, then more open when you get to know him. It makes him feel special. He needs someone who is a good listener and falls more on the logical side of things because when he’s upset he can be a little impulsive. It would mean a lot if someone was there to talk him down from his anger. He would love to show you Miyagi-Do karate and help you connect to nature, but also help you connect with him in a way. While he would always be happy hearing about your books and music tastes, there’s just something about the outdoors that makes him feel more bonded with a person.
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Sarah Cameron! I think she would love your style, and you’d be sharing clothes a lot. She’s the kind of s/o that would be great at talking you out of anxiety attacks, reminding you that you don’t always have to be the strong one. The two of you would have some really amazing, deep conversations together, which is something that would simply stay between you guys. Sarah would really encourage your artistic side, wanting to see every step of something that you’re working on even if it’s a long time from being finished. Being in Outerbanks is kind of hard unless you are one with nature, in terms of the ocean and things like that. She loves feeling connected to the water, and with you.
A/N- thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy, please feel free to request again if it isn’t what you were hoping for <3
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libidomechanica · 2 years
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Untitled (“These living in safe as good”)
These living in safe as good: you had been: nor had he leans away. A laughs and cried “Tis ask and try to add life from these or kick your knaves pick up and sweet as love, and after I went. Millions of the monks— they will curse, being empty glasse: yourself almost like to my brain,
with snorting at the hunger, then: bless of the meadow and there! Findst not this is such a den to be, such home-run total is no the clicked a vertebra to the gold ye thus to our eye twinkle on my breast, I vex my head, sweet, so that not even I, for his pure one, my death. But see, now sucks thee, Melancholy! Yet how itself, burn the hill or plain,
valley, and that has made a meal.   she will hap some kind floods,   and Dick them paint the mountains sloped down like Ida: None that they be two, they need more the summer smocks, there shaken with ooze, and you give for among thee willow banisht art; but had cease to wander if it were all checked, like a shame, but far behind dust, like the fates call that idiot legend credible.
I turn no more brightness, their shadow: now I love you a tear; but out, thus kindly badge of the dusty toiles of Heaven. Go call in the accoutrements, again. Sitting sick to meet us heart or brought of the east could not be: there! Tarnished my cunning of the man I love me of love to mark in the other, we are. ”—Woe! Loving in Senses balance of flower o the true as much that beauteous battle keen—
but in the woman! White small miss! Beyond then that temporarily expedient count no more: - and so he didnt stay you, dear dead,   Their season,   yet with the pangs of Innocence? since which is my lifes growing-distance, bide each birds feet. They must feels all I struck—Im the valley and religion, pomp of my lay, sweetned so on.
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