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sawixii · 3 months

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i makea da other list. it's even longer this time

content: (everyone i didn't talk abt before lol) von kaiser, king hippo, bear hugger, soda popinski, bald bull, little mac+doc louis (and a random mention of nintendo's other forgotten fighting game ARMS)

art by @verawhisk he's so eepy here

von kaiser

erykah badu once said "totally underrated. i don't think people have dealt with his disability. the stuttering- it's not just the stuttering. something happened to him. i just don't think, y'know, people really cared a lot about it." and she was talking about porky pig but that is my feelings on von kaiser

BUT SERIOUSLY NINTENDO why characterize the second lowest ranking boxer in both nes and wii punch out as having uncontrollable physical tics who is also extremely tough on himself to the point of smacking himself in the head multiple times to reprimand himself???? i don't want to fight him dude PLEASE

he definitely wasn't in super punch out despite icon status because of all the young kids fighting for no reason?? like birdy mac is 17, heike is 19, there's a fuckin flood of 20 year olds. have you ever sat down and wrapped your head around the fact that aran ryan is only 23. his teacher side forced him to back off

his fight with little mac nearly got him booted from the minor league because the ref accused him of throwing the match by only throwing punches that mac would easily block. mac was really pissed bc he assumed von kaiser was underestimating him but he vouched for kaiser and kept him in the wvba. they aren't on good terms bc mac actually has experienced not being taken seriously but he knows he didn't mean anything by it. kaiser just isn't a cold blooded fighter

sorry all kaiser's stuff was so dark AGH i just have emotions abt him. kaiser knows the end of his career is coming around so he started forcing himself not to pick every fight offered to him and distract himself from the time the fight would be happening by exploring the city around him. he most enjoys finding new restaurants and eating with a friend, mostly joe or disco kid.

king hippo

king hippo fans pspspsps. i know it's hard being a fan of a character who likes eating. i was a niall fan i understand your pain

distractable. omg so distractable and so sweet if you're hanging out with him and literally anyone else starts talking to him he's gone. mall vendors love him bc he will hang on to their every word and walk away with thirteen samplings of perfume and two fruity isla paradisa colognes. this absolutely also applies to street animals

u: hippo stop it's a street cat it's literally hissing at you

king hippo: (making purring noises and slow blinking)

it's not that he doesn't talk, it's the fact that everyone expects him to, so he refuses. get to know me on my own terms if you want to get to know me then. nonverbal power

really enjoys being independent so he doesn't like to date or adopt pets but his yard and the area around his house is filled with warm hiding places for strays to sleep and he keeps a big water bowl cleaned and filled to the top. he tries not to feed wild animals bc it's a really terrible idea to get them dependent but sometimes the wandering chickens are too cute

VERY serious about pacific island animal care. his money is for keeping himself fed and for the care and upkeep of his flowers and beehouses. more often than not he walks along the beach all day looking for trash or an animal in distress

i cannot tell you enough what an actual angel he is to be friends with. if you're depressed in another country he's already on a plane on his way. there is no stopping him. hippo is inevitable

you'd be hard pressed to find a single person on his islands who doesn't adore him and light up when he shows up EXCEPT. the owner of a tourist dive bar called sunset chaser. when hippo was a bab he kept wandering inside bc it's right on the beach and has bubbly vertical fish tanks all around. at first the owner assumed he just didn't speak english, then around the 13th visit he realized hippo understood everything he was saying (mostly Leave Please You're Not Old Enough) and was just showing up at this point to fuck with him. long story short hippo started showing up during peak business hours, get seen by the owner, and get chased out laughing his ass off. he comes around now as an adult (and famous) just to order water and soup and leave (30% tip)

loves to make people laugh and often does it without meaning to bc he's so expressive. if someone is an easy laugher (coughdiscokid coughbearhugger) he doesn't even do anything he just sits there and side eyes them like a dog. and then when they stop laughing he starts giggling and he has a crazy infectious laugh so nobody gets anything done

bear hugger

if you didn't have a crazy uncle before you do now

has never taken ANYTHING seriously. his two goals in life is to laugh and make The Perfect Breakfast (so far it requires waffle pancake towers and at least a gallon of maple syrup)

he never gets mean and he doesn't raise his voice when he's angry but when he sees invasive bugs and lizards and all that he turns into THE VERMINATOR

i'm telling you he's out there with a little vacuum laying waste to spotted lanternflies. and his squirrel has an even tinier vacuum and they're laughing like maniacs. it's kind of beautiful

he's kind of. a terrible friend DON'T CLICK OFF LET ME EXPLAIN he loves everyone and is a great guy to know and will come fix your spark plugs if you're in the middle of nowhere but he kind of doesn't realize that he can't just go off the grid whenever he wants for seven months without telling anyone why or where he is. he was just raised to be self sufficient and solitary

wanted to be a mountie as a kid but he decided he doesn't like the idea of answering to anyone just to go out and take care of nature. he does that every day. and he'd have to wear a shirt. no thanks

completely out of pocket humor. "there aren't any wild rats in alberta. i have seen some pet rats though. 's like a rat police state."

one of the very few adults who aren't lactose intolerant and he LOVES milk. he drinks a whole canteen full of it a day to keep himself strong. everyone in the major league is frankly disgusted by this but he's never broken a bone in his life and he's fallen out of at least 10 redwoods. so who's really crazy here

soda popinski

trying to fight the "blunt russian" stereotypes but he refuses to learn any english words besides "yes." "no." and "i don't know."

loyal to the cologne he's been using since he turned 15. the company making it nearly discontinued it but his team arranged to do an advertisement campaign with him as the face of the brand as long as they promised him a lifetime supply. it's a very cedar-y smell with undertones of chrysanthemum

actually really enjoys taking pictures with fans. he's not super confident about his looks but it's the one of the only times he allows himself to smile for pictures. otherwise you have photographers assuming that you will smile for any picture when that is simply not true

he was so hot in his 20's. hold on let me find the image

he didn't like any of the attention he got so at 24 he shaved his head and started growing out his facial hair.

in general he hates being told what to do or being made a fool of. there's a reason he's in the crowd throwing bottles at aran ryan in title defense he got PISSED when aran wasn't fighting fair

despite this and the persona he adopts in the ring he is an extremely level headed and accommodating man. he and bald bull click pretty easily since they both understand how hard it is to shake a reputation of past aggression

soda's wake-up call to that happened in high school. he was constantly restless and getting into trouble with his teachers because he was struggling academically but could never verbalize just how, and with his authority figures when he "had" to fight his classmates in order to not look like an idiot and a wimp. yuh deep rooted resentment of authority

he has never actually drunken alcohol before. "vodka drunkinski" was an over the top joke name around the wvba's tendency to push boxers into stereotypes (his boldness impressed bald bull and started their years long friendship)

he would probably be really good friends with mr. sandman but the two are both more listeners rather than talkers so nothing more than a cool nod when they pass each other happens

he actually has quite a comedic social media presence. always slightly behind the trends but has a giant following because of that. he's like a russian cher

bald bull

hoo. bald bull in my mind lives a crazy life

the first boxer ever signed to the wvba and plans to stick around until his muscles give out. that said the same loyalty cannot be prescribed to the wvba itself

as a young man he was the golden calf. the cash cow (sorry i'm done) he was ready for the cameras at any time; he owned his angry and aggressive persona and he loved the public's fascination with his deadly bull rush. the name bald bull was synonymous with power, fearlessness, with the best of the best and with success.

when don flamenco was coming onto the scene, it was exactly the matchup both men needed. i mean, hello?? the bull and the bullfighter??? this was the fight of the century and the wvba didn't let ANYONE forget it

of course a fight is one night only, but good advertising can last a lifetime. (for better or for worse.) all the promotional material starts rolling out; bald bull's snarl contrasted with the young, calm, captivating don. there were photoshoots of don in matador suits, swinging the red cape with a proud smirk on his face, as though he had already won. as though his opponent were really a bull.

bald bull didn't need to be told who was favored to win. if the bull beats the matador, there is no cheering.

bald bull did win the match, though. handily. practically a massacre; don flamenco hardly threw a punch that mattered. and bull was right; the crowd didn't cheer.

he hadn't even taken off his boxing gloves before bull was summoned to be checked for doping. he had a nasty fight with the wvba doctor then; if he wasn't doping, why wouldn't he just let the tests prove him right? he seemed uncharacteristically aggressive tonight. maybe he should take an indefinite break

finally he defended himself hoarse; he took the blood test. no outside intervention. no apology. no need to push the matter further.

both don and bull's teams approached the wvba with the ultimatum that neither boxer would be coerced into any further matches, on threat of losing both of the fighters. they agreed and don flamenco and bald bull have not spoken since. bull specifically refuses to make any statement on the incident, while don flatly reiterates bald bull's expertise as a veteran of boxing, staying silent on any other questions.

that was, if you could tell, when bald bull learned the sticking power of an aggressive persona. his name is still synonymous with intimidation, power, and rage, though at some point the line between compliment and insult started to blend together.

he's extremely cagey about his real self, though being in the spotlight for so long has left very little of his public image to the imagination, and he's certainly much more irritable than he was as a young man.

he isn't all that he makes himself out to be, obviously. but there is no softer side that's yet to be found; he's just human. that means enough to him, anyway

if you were to dig deep in the youtube educational side (why would you. dork) you would find content by bald bull aimed at students struggling with physics. he loved science in school and was constantly conducting little experiments, and he was fascinated by physics. he feels bad for anyone who really enjoys science but gets held back by higher applications, so he purposefully shows any and every mistake he makes in the experiment to disprove that you have to be perfect as a scientist and to add a bit of entertainment to an otherwise pretty excruciating field

he's extremely well traveled, having visited every country in europe and nearly the entirety of asia as well. his parents believed the best education a child could get was through direct exposure to the real world. he would get horribly homesick and withdraw, dreaming of his bedroom in turkey until his grandmother gave him a piece of advice he carries with him to this day

he grew to enjoy travel, and whenever he starts to feel homesick, he bakes himself baklava. not quite how his grandmother would make, but it comforts him all the same

little mac

i know we all want the wvba to be besties but we gotta be honest at some point. it would be weird if this seventeen year old were just casually hanging out with these men who are on average three times his age

he's a good boxer (duh) but i swear i heard years ago that he was doing professional boxing in order to go to law school later on? pls tell me if you've also heard that i often feel like i'm insane. lawyer mac is so cute rotating him in my mind

btw i believe the name "little mac" being a pretty well known moniker being first used by nes mac, then snes mac and whatnot. i do also believe in mac's first name being macario though so i think doc louis just got really lucky this time around

he was a pretty unremarkable student in terms of popularity before he got famous but after it got so unmanageable he had to switch to online school thereby isolating him even more

he gets flustered so easily. he'll be jogging at the crosswalk with doc waiting for it to clear and then accidentally make eye contact with some guy and nearly slip on his own feet

due to my penchant for forgotten fighting games i also made he and mechanica from ARMS siblings. they both have celebrity crushes on ribbon girl but mac is a kid cobra stan for lifeeee

he and doc have grown inseparable over the course of his career. mac does have parents but he considers doc a father figure too; mac's family tree puts way more merit on chosen family rather than blood

speaking of family trees mac's is wild. he has family in india, haiti, the philippines, mexico, hawai'i, brazil, indigenous america, puerto rica like family reunions go crazy. he's closest (in location and by direct connection) to his latino cousins in the bronx and brooklyn so everyone just assumes he's latino. he honestly has no idea

however due to his multi heritage he loves tweeting once he beats someone. like when he beat don flamenco he immediately tweeted "that's for puerto rico"

mac actually programmed the training holograms as well as his own mesh hologram! he watches copious amounts of past performances of the boxer he's set to go up against and runs an extremely simplified version of their style and estimates how they'll deal with exhaustion, how much force they'll put into each round etc

#i kind of forgot who i was as i writing for bald bull. blehh #no thoughts only bull #punch out #punch out headcanons #von kaiser #king hippo #bear hugger #soda popinski #bald bull #little mac #see you in the movies

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bufomancer · 10 months

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hi do you have any advice about bonding with a hamster? i have a female syrian about a year old and even though for the first couple months i was slowly working on bonding, the past month or two i just Haven't Seen Her. and its hard to bond with a pet that never comes out. when im cleaning her tank she'll poke her head out to see what im doing, take a cookie from me, and go back in; and shes never bitten me; she just doesnt seem to particularly like me. i also cant get her out to explore the playpen i have for her because she Doesnt Come Out if im up and around, even if its 1am. shes in a big detolf so i cant really just dig around and get her easy. maybe this isnt really a question more just me being frustrated. her name is wizard and i love her dearly

Honestly I don’t have any advice- I don’t really handle my hamsters. One of my hamsters, Estella, likes to come out sometimes but I did nothing to make her like that she just already was fine with it. For me it isn’t important except for health checks, and I already have a lot to do with all my animals, so if my hamsters don’t want to hang out with me I just let them be solitary lol

Likely some of my followers may have some advice for you though!

She is SUPER cute and I love the name 🥺❤️

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dancer-subclarington · 1 month

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Para: Galentines

Who: Gwen & Kyla

Where: Gwen’s suite

When: Feb 14, 2024

What: A massage, sweets, and a movie leads to a smutty scene

@gwenmorgandaniels

God. Why was she such a damn mess? She'd arranged for everything she promised Kyla - a pair of masseuses all theirs for an hour long massage, fluffy robes to lounge in with matching silky soft pajamas, pink frosted sugar cookies with pink and red sprinkles among other sweet snacks and a plethora of classic girly movies saved on her Prime playlist to get them through the evening. Had she gone overboard? Was she being too obvious? Granted, Gwen was the type to spoil her friends when she had them so it wasn't like she was acting out of character but - ugh. Okay. Be cool, dumbass. She heard the soft knock and answered the door with a smile. "Hey there, sweetness. You ready to be pampered?" she said, holding out a hand to help Kyla from where she was kneeling.

Kyla was a little nervous herself as she made her way to Gwen’s suite. There wasn’t a reason for it as far as she knew- just some random butterflies. Totally random. She messed with her hair several times, leaving with it in a ponytail but deciding to pull it down by the time she got there. She put her overnight bag down on the ground outside the door, kneeling down and knocking. “Hi, Miss,” she said excitedly, the Domme’s presence calming her immediately as she was helped to ger feet. “I’m very very ready.” Being led inside, she looked around, taking in everything in sight and scurrying over to the cookies she could see. “Oh look, they’re so cute!”

She was inexplicably pleased that Kyla felt comfortable enough to look around and explore in her place. Picking up her bag, she set it inside the door before nudging it shut and following the excited submissive over to the cookies. "They are, aren't they? I hope they taste just as good," Gwen said, picking one up. "I have managed to not sneak one before you got here, which took a lot of willpower." A pleased little hum buzzed on her lips as she sampled a bite. "Definitely delicious. Very good pre-massage snack," she decided with a nod.

“You’ve got much more restraint than I do,” Kyla smiled, waiting for Gwen to take a bite before she took one herself. “Ooh, not dry, not flaky..” She took another bite and smiled. “Great cookie; no notes. I’m super excited to be here with you for the day.” The sentence was out before she could even debate whether to try to hold it in or not. But it was true. Gwen was intriguing, to say the least.

It was only the lingering scraps of her self-control that kept her from blushing at the comment - but it couldn't stop how she smiled, clearly pleased by Kyla's statement. "I'm excited you're here," she said, almost shyly before shoving the rest of her cookie into her mouth to keep herself from saying anything else stupid. Gwen wiped off her fingers on one of the pink napkins nearby, then took Kyla's free hand to lead her back to one of the spare bedrooms. "So - I got us some lounge clothes, I had to guess your size so I hope I got it right." The door was open, the soft pink tank, matching shorts and fluffy white robe laid out on the bed. "For the massage, I think just the robes? But after we can be total basic bitches in pajamas for the rest of the day."

Kyla grabbed another cookie as they departed to the bedroom. She didn’t care what size the clothes were- she appreciated it highly. She took the fabric and rubbed it between her fingers, thrilled that the clothes really were as silky as they looked. “Being basic is something I can totally do,” she sighed contentedly, going ahead and removing her shoes and placing them off to the side. As soon as she did so, she looked at the callouses on her feet, and wondered why she’d decided that pointe was the kind of dance to do on a massage day. She knew she should warn the masseuse so she wouldn’t get hurt during s foot massage, but she didn’t want to call attention to it, so she reserved to just potentially die instead.

She shifted to leave Kyla to change in peace - but when she caught sight of her feet, she frowned. Kyla was a dancer though, and she'd seen some of her cheer squad's feet after intense dance classes. That was familiar. "Pointe day?" she asked, nodding to the blonde's bare feet. "I'll let them know to leave your feet alone. I think I have a balm that might help those later," she said, thinking through the vast inventory of her bathroom. "Get into your robe - everything's set up in the other spare room," Gwen said, winking at the smaller blonde before going to get changed herself.

Kyla very nearly pouted at Gwen, disappointed that she’d noticed her feet. They weren’t horrible, were they? She’d been a dancer for a while, so she really wasn’t sure. She wasn’t one who did it every day though, so her feet could have been a lot worse. She had no idea how she always found friends who were so observant. “Yes. Not my smartest move. They were worse in college though, so the pain’s not bad.” She blamed her father, as the only reason for doing pointe that she had other than that it was pretty, was that it was her dad’s favorite. But she saw the robe and did the same as with the pajamas, feeling happy from how fluffy and lush it felt and being reminded that they were going to get pampered. She waited for Gwen to turn away before letting her clothes fall to the ground, arranging them in a pile near her shoes.

"I did cheer in high school with a lot of dancers," she said by way of explanation, noticing Kyla's almost pouty expression. "Still. Any pain shouldn't be had, so I'll help you fix them up later." Gwen tugged the door to, giving Kyla privacy to change though it was very tempting to be a peeping tom. She resisted though, going to slip into her own robe, with only a thong on underneath. By the time she got settled on her own table, Kyla was coming in, and she offered a serene smile to the sub. "We have them for an hour, sweetness, so just enjoy," she hummed. "oh - and no foot massage for her," Gwen said, looking to the masseuse waiting for Kyla, only relaxing when the woman nodded.

Kyla pulled on the fluffy robe and smiled to herself, feeling giddy as she opened the door. She was actually glad for the domme’s reminder to relax, as she was pretty excited. “Oh, okay. Thank you, Miss,” she grinned easily. As she laid down, she took a deep breath, trying to get her breathing to a relaxed state.

Their tables were close, close enough that Gwen could reach out and touch Kyla if she wanted. But, she settled for keeping her head turned towards her on her folded arms, occasionally opening her eyes to catch a glimpse of her. Gwen couldn't help the sound she let out when her masseuse worked out a particularly nasty knot just under her shoulderblade, a throaty whine of relief. "Fuck, that was good," she hummed, a happy sigh spilling from her lips. "How's everything feeling, sweetness?" she asked quietly after a small while had passed, her masseuse working on her thighs by now.

Kyla tried not to make noise as she was rubbed down, but she knew she had a knot in her calf that would probably kill her quiet vibe. But until that time came, she was happy to just lay in bliss- also peeking sometimes at Gwen. It was really nice just having someone else with her while getting pampered, and she couldn’t figure out quite why. A smile crawled to her lips when the Domme cursed. “God, it’s delightful,” she sighed. Her masseuse worked around her body, and she did have to let out a small moan here and there. She wanted to be the zen type through and through, but she was only human.

The sounds Kyla let out were the best kind of torture, an exercise of self-control for the Domme. But she could do this. Maybe. She slid onto her back, another groan of contentment slipping out as her shoulders were worked on. "We should do this like, every month. Week. Very often," she said decisively, definitely not thinking about the excuse to keep Kyla coming back around.

“Very often,” Kyla agreed, gritting her teeth as another knot got worked out. The more often they did it, the less knots they’d have, in theory. “What kind of sweets did I see out there?”

She smiled at that. "I got some chocolate covered strawberries, cheesecake bites, mini cupcakes... and some little finger sandwiches, in case we need actual food for some reason," Gwen said with a laugh. "And there's stuff for ice cream sundaes too but that needed to stay in the freezer. Obviously."

“Ugh,” Kyla let out, it unclear if it was from the massage or about the food. “You’re the best. You’re so considerate. How could people not like you?” There were many ways to Kyla’s heart, and one of them was most definitely food. “Calories don’t count on Valentines Day, right? I mean I’m gonna eat everything in sight anyway; I’m just wondering.”

"I'm not this way with most people, sweetness. Only the ones I like." Her masseuse told her softly that she was finished unless there was another spot she wanted to cover. Gwen shook her head, sitting up and holding the sheet to her chest. "That was fantastic, thanks."

“Well then those people are very unlucky that they didn’t make themselves liked by you,” Kyla deduced, meaning every word of it. She thanked her masseuse as the massage ended, eventually sitting up. “Im more excited than I should be for the silky pajamas,” she admitted quietly.

She absolutely did not blush hearing that, despite the stupid warmth in her chest. She didn't think anyone had said something that nice to her in years. Gwen slid into her robe, tucking it around herself. "They're pretty amazing, I can't lie. I have a couple sets in different colors. Go get dressed, sweetness, then we'll get some snacks and settle in for the first movie." The masseuses would take care of packing up and seeing themselves out - now it would just be her and Kyla.

“The pink is amazing,” Kyla couldn’t help but gush. She nodded happily and went off to get dressed, pulling on the outfit and feeling the material between her fingers again. She shot off a text to her friends that she was busy today so they wouldn’t text her, and emerged to look at the snacks.

She slid into her own pajamas, the silky shorts and top clinging nicely to her generous ass and chest. Not that she hoped it would be noticed. Coming into the kitchen, she smiled, gently trailing her fingers over Kyla's hair before she could stop herself. "Where do you want to start?"

“Woah,” Kyla tried not to say under her breath when she saw Gwen. As if her face wasn’t pretty enough; as if her voice didn’t already send a jolt through her body. The way the silk hugged her body just right was majestic. The domme’s hand brushed through her hair then; as if she knew what Kyla was thinking. “Oh um,” she stumbled, then remembering the food. “The strawberries look wonderful, Miss.”

She did notice Kyla's reaction, and to say she was pleased about it would be an understatement. Gwen knew she was hot, that was a given - but the reaction from the girl she was crushing on was even better than a random catcall. "They do. I say we take a little bit of everything though, to get us through until we move on to the next movie," she suggested, starting to load up a little plate and definitely not wondering about what a bad idea it would be to have Kyla in her bed.

“A little bit of everything,” Kyla repeated the very wise words to herself. She grabbed a plate and put on it a couple of finger sandwiches, three strawberries, two cupcakes, and probably an irresponsible amount of cheesecake bites. She looked at her plate and then at Gwen, wondering what could be a more wonderful time. Well actually..she did have a few ideas about that…

Her plate looked very similar to Kyla’s, and she snagged a couple of water bottles for them as well. “Come on, sweetness, I brought out the good pillows for us,” Gwen said with a wink as she led Kyla to her room. She set her plate on the long table set across the foot of the bed before climbing up into the pile of white, light blue and lilac pillows on her bed. “I thought we could start with 13 Going on 30,” she suggested, patting the spot beside her.

Kyla’s heart did a delightful little flutter whenever her new nickname was used, it rolling off the domme’s tongue so easily. She followed her into the bedroom, liking the color scheme and how comfortable everything looked. “Oh, I haven’t seen that one in *forever*!”

Every time she made Kyla smile, it was a very, very strange and wonderful feeling that bloomed in her chest. Gwen settled in to the pillows, tugging the table up for them to be able to reach while reclined once Kyla was beside her. "Me either. It's definitely a much overdue viewing," she agreed, navigating to the movies she had queued up for them and hitting play on their first choice.

Kyla got comfortable in the bed, her arm touching Gwen’s and their body heat soon mixing together. She tried a strawberry, and it was wonderfully juicy so she had to kind of suck up the juice as she bit into it. It was amazing. Something so simple felt so elegant. She watched the movie and somehow got closer and closer to Gwen, eventually cuddling into her.

Her arm slid around Kyla without thinking, tucking the petite sub against her side. Her plate of snacks slowly disappeared, and she wound up nudging the table down the bed again once they had emptied their plates to properly stretch out. Her bare thigh pressed to Kyla's and she actively did not think about it - though the innocent contact did have her heart thumping hard in her chest. It dawned on her that she had never had a girl in her bed at all - let alone one she ached to get to know more intimately. "I always hated Matty's fiance. Jennifer Garner is clearly the superior choice," she said with a sigh.

“Yeah, she’s kind of a loser,” Kyla agreed, watching the movie with Gwen comfortably. It had been a while since she was close to someone physically, and she couldn’t help but enjoy it. “This is so super fun,” she finally spoke again when the movie ended, pecking the Domme on the cheek. “Thank you, Miss Gwen.”

It felt nice to have Kyla tucked close. Gwen never got the whole cuddling thing usually. The boys she played with didn’t stick around long enough - something she didn’t like to think much about - so this was something she didn’t know she was missing. Gwen had opened her mouth to reply when she felt the peck on her cheek. It was innocent, small, but felt like a bolt of lightning that sizzled through her. She could only describe what she felt as her control snapping, shattering into pieces. Before she could think about it, Gwen turned to press her mouth properly to Kyla’s, tentative but urgent all in the same breath, and this - this was what she had been missing. Gwen felt like she was trembling all over, the soft sweetness of Kyla’s lips on hers more arousing than any filthy scene she had ever participated in.

The kiss on the lips was unexpected, to say the least. Even as it happened, she had to process to make sure it was *actually* happening. She’d thought Gwen to be straight. But it was certainly not unwelcome. She kept it slow and sensual, deepening the kiss, her hand momentarily on the Domme’s cheek.

She couldn’t stop the soft, throaty sound she let out when she felt Kyla’s hand on her cheek. Gwen shifted slightly, gently hovering over Kyla now without breaking the kiss, one arm around her back, the other resting on the curve of her hip. She couldn’t let herself think, because this felt way too good to stop. But - “this all right, sweetness?” she asked in a soft whisper, between kisses, aching for the gorgeous blonde under her.

“Yes please,” Kyla answered quietly but clearly, catching her lips again. She felt comfortable below Gwen’s body, enjoying the gentle pressure from her body as she just chased the other’s lips with her own. Her tongue soon poked out, silently asking permission to enter her mouth.

A shudder tingled down her spine when she felt Kyla’s tongue on her lips. In answer, she took the sub’s bottom lip between her teeth, sucking lightly, before easing her tongue into Kyla’s mouth. Her heart was pounding in her chest, fingers lightly tangling in the silky material of the other’s top, brushing just underneath to the smooth skin of her stomach.

Kyla let out a wanting whimper when her lip was taken between teeth. Next thing she knew, their tongues snaked together, fitting into one another like puzzle pieces. She shifted in the bed, her hands against the mattress to push herself into Gwen’s body.

That whimper made her moan, the sound low and hungry. She rolled back, tugging Kyla half on top of her, their chests pressing together. The hand on her back slid down over her pert ass, palming the cheek through silky material. “Goddamn, sweetness,” she breathed, loving the way that Kyla’s round cheek fit so nicely in her palm.

Kyla giggled as they switched places, more than happy for Gwen to put her wherever she wanted. “Goddamn yourself,” she said a little winded with a craving. “How’re you doing?” She had to check with her. “You enjoying what you’re feeling, Miss?” Her fingers wanted to touch, but she refrained, letting them trace shapes on the sides of Gwen’s torso instead.

She smiled, her cheeks flushed. Gwen let out a shaky breath. “Very. I uh- so I’m like, actually super gay? But I haven’t done this before. With another woman,” she admitted, swallowing hard, uncharacteristically nervous.

“Good to know,” Kyla spoke with conspiratorial grin. She’d had no idea, but it was just lovely information to have. Just lovely. “I believe then that you know what to do.” She pushed some hair away so she could see her face. “Don’t second-guess yourself,” she advised, looking into her eyes with a fiery expression.

Her breath caught when Kyla touched her hair, and she couldn’t help but lean up and kiss her again. “I don’t know, sweetness… there’s a hell of a lot I’d like to do,” she breathed, squeezing at Kyla’s ass once more.

At that, Kyla had trouble forming words for a moment, and caught her lips once again. She flipped her own hair out of the way and finally came up for air. “So do them,” she whispered with a smile.

Gwen bit her own bottom lip, then shifted again to pin Kyla on her back, easing one thigh between hers. “Only if you promise to be a good girl for me,” she whispered back, tilting her head to trail her lips along Kyla’s neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her greedily.

Kyla nuzzled herself into the bed again, trying not to rub herself on the leg that was between her own. It took all her willpower to resist. “I’ll be a very good girl for you, Miss,” she assured her, the phrase already making her squirm. “I don’t want to miss this.”

Hearing Kyla promise to be a good girl for her made her groan softly, teeth tugging on her earlobe. Gwen inhaled deeply, then slid down Kyla’s body, nudging her top up so she could plant lingering, sucking kisses over her stomach.

Kyla let Gwen take things at her own pace, holding her top so that it was out of her way. The longer a particular kiss lasted, the more of a response it got from her. “God, Miss,” she stressed almost under breath, clearly enjoying the sweet sting.

She continued up, pushing up the thin tank until it was barely covering Kyla’s chest. Leaning up again, she kissed her hungrily, skimming her palms along the sides of her barely covered breasts. “Do you mind if I leave marks, baby girl?” she asked, one thumb moving to thumb over Kyla’s covered nipple slowly.

Kyla looked at Gwen as she explored, a smile gracing her lips. “I don’t mind at all,” she replied. She loved the new nickname ‘sweetness’, but if there were another that was her favorite, it was ‘baby girl’. It was just so soft and hot and perfect. She could kind of tell Gwen’s desire to ruin her a little, and she couldn’t help but welcome it.

Her nerves were still there, but Gwen couldn’t help how her smile turned predatory when Kyla answered her. She leaned up a little and tugged Kyla’s shirt up and off, a low, hungry moan humming in her throat. “Jesus fucking Christ, you’re gorgeous,” she hissed, curling her hands to cup Kyla’s breasts. Gwen licked her lips, watching the sub’s face as she pinched and tugged at her perfect, peaked nipples.

Kyla let out a high pitched moan as her shirt was moved out of the way. The silk had felt good on her skin, but having Gwen’s hands on her instead? No contest. And being called gorgeous by someone gorgeous never hurt anybody either. Her mouth opened a little as her nipples were played with, gasping prettily as she arched her back for more.

Oh she liked that. Smirking wide, Gwen shimmied down again, her eyes on Kyla’s face as she licked lightly over one pink nipple. “Mm, you have the cutest fucking tits,” she whispered, licking over the stiff nub again before she sucked it between her lips. Both hands came up, cupping Kyla’s breasts and plumping them together so she could lavish attention on both sweet little peaks.

Kyla’s body had tensed up in the most beautiful way, squeezing her eyes shut for a moment but ultimately unable to draw her gaze away from Gwen. “Ugh, Miiiiss” Kyla whined, wanting more but wanting exactly what she was getting, all at the same time. Her hands found the hem of the Domme’s top and played with it, nervous energy pulling at her. “Your mouth is so sweet.”

Her eyes crinkled over her smirk, and she gently tugged each nipple with her teeth. “Is it?” she asked in a low murmur. Gwen kissed one soft curve, just beside her sensitive nipples, then started sucking at the pale flesh firmly. She scraped her teeth against the spot, drinking in all the sounds from the beauty under her, until she figured she had left a decent mark. She smirked proudly when she lifted her head, seeing the dark print of her mouth decorating Kyla’s perfect chest.

Starting to get over the initial shock and all that came with it, Kyla started settling in to the moment. Though she was pretty quiet, her breathing patterns betrayed her calm demeanor. She was enjoying the tenderness of the moment more than she’d expected a moment ago. She didn’t moan much while the mark was being made, trying to keep her cool. But once she saw the dark spot, the moan was out and her cool was gone. “Yes, yes it’s sweet- so, so sweet, Miss. Will you..will you do it again? Please?”

She wanted more of those sweet moans. A rush of heat tingled through her belly, hearing Kyla beg for more of her mouth. In answer, she just smirked, looking up at her intensely. Then she all but pounced on her unmarked breast, mouthing and sucking above her nipple this time, higher than the other. Her hips shifted slowly, thigh pressing up between Kyla’s firmly.

Kyla giggled with joy as she was made prey to Gwen’s whim. She hissed through the making of the mark, audibly whining when she was reminded that there was something between her legs. Her body rocked against it gently, as if trying to hide the fact that it was moving at all.

She couldn’t help but smile when she heard that giggle. Gwen hadn’t had sex like this before. It was always - transactional and stiff and she had a role to play. But this? She reveled in the sweet, feminine sounds, the curves under her hands. This was what she craved. Gwen smirked, kissing over the mark she made, then back up to Kyla’s lips. “Still think my mouth is sweet, baby girl?” She asked, flexing her hips forward to press her thigh harder against Kyla.

“Very sweet, Miss. And a little spicy. A genius combination, really.” She squirmed in her spot, Gwen’s eyes piercing her own so fiercely. She was already having fun, and if things were to just simmer down and return to movie-watching, she’d be okay with it. But luckily, she didn’t see Gwen quitting. “What will you do with me next? You said you had ideas, hmm?”

Gwen bit her lip, letting out a shaky breath. "Remind me of your limits, sweetness," she whispered, not wanting to push things too far in her fervor for the beauty in her bed. One hand toyed with the waist of her shorts, making it obvious where Gwen wanted to continue to.

“Watersports and large wounds aren’t my thing, and I don’t like terrifying amounts of pain. What limits do you have, Miss?” Kyla spoke. Saying her limits used to be a big deal for her, but after so many scenes there at the academy, she had gotten used to it and could say them with minor confidence. “My safe word is ‘pineapple’, but I use the spotlight system too.” She looked up at Gwen, trying to match the fire in her eyes and probably only partially succeeding. Her hand met Gwen’s at her waistline, pushing against it as encouragement.

She leaned up to peck Kyla's nose like a reward for her obeying. "I don't have many limits outside of watersports and scat. I... have a penchant for wrecking pretty little things," she hummed, letting her fingers slide under the silky shorts to feel the sharp bone of Kyla's hip, hoping the sub couldn't feel how she was trembling in excitement. "And I expect you to not cum without permission, understood, sweetness?" she murmured, teasing her fingertips under Kyla's panties.

“Sometime pretty little things need some wrecking.” Of course that wasn’t her view for the most part: pretty things should stay pretty. But when it came to herself, she knew a little time to be dirty was always quite alluring. “Hmm,” Kyla bit down on her lip, watching Gwen’s deft hands. “I believe I can do that for you, Miss. Hopefully you’ll let me cum for you eventually though. You’re a very hot person doing very hot things, and I’m only human.”

"You definitely fall into that category," she murmured back. Gwen couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, sliding down her body again to kiss Kyla's soft, flat belly above her shorts. "Maybe. Though if you're far too much fun to tease, I can't promise anything," she said with a smirk, starting to tug down Kyla's shorts and panties. Her head was spinning - how long has she fantasized about tasting another woman like this? Licking her lips, she tossed the clothing aside, leaving Kyla gloriously naked in her bed. "Mm, sweetness, how is every inch of you so fucking gorgeous?" she crooned, nudging Kyla's thighs apart, taking in the incredibly arousing sight of her bare sex.

“Oh, I’m very fun to tease,” Kyla said knowingly. And she liked to be teased, though sometimes she could get a little frustrated. Or a lot frustrated, but something told her Gwen would love that. “Thank you, Miss,” she blushed lightly. She watched the Domme prepare, squirming already under her attentive gaze.

She smirked at that. "Good to know." Gwen licked her lips, shifting up to lay between Kyla's thighs, trying not to focus on the nerves churning deep inside her belly. Instead, she pressed a sucking kiss high on the inside of Kyla's thigh as her fingers stroked over the soft folds of her cunt. Gentle and exploring, she traced every bit of her sensitive skin before easing her touch between them, moaning when she found the wet heat she had been aching for most of her life.

Kyla breathed through Gwen’s exploration, feeling every little touch on every inch of her delicate skin. She inhaled with anticipation when the Domme moaned, the sound alone making her heart rate rise. She blushed, knowing that she’d caused the moan that had escaped Gwen.

Her entire focus was on the delicate, sensitive mound in front of her. Gwen slid her fingers along the wet slit, teasing over Kyla's clit and down to trace the slick entrance. Gentle fingers spread her folds, another wave of want rushing through her at the sight of her gorgeously flushed center. She honestly didn't think cunts like this existed outside of porn, but oh, Gwen was very happy to be wrong. Leaning forward, she pressed her mouth just above Kyla's clit, starting to explore her just as thoroughly with her tongue and lips.

Kyla had never been treated this way before; like she was a gem that no one had ever discovered before. No one had been this delicate before, and to say she found it arousing would be an understatement. She closed her eyes, able to map out in her head every inch that Gwen had covered. She still didn’t speak, not wanting to break the spell that had cast over the room.

Both of her hands slid under Kyla's thighs, tipping her hips up slightly to give her a better angle. Low, hungry sounds came from the Domme's throat as she explored. Gwen gave her clit a sweet, sucking kiss before shifting down, licking her way to the perfectly gorgeous little hole below. "So fucking sweet, baby girl," she rasped, feeling her own panties starting to dampen just from the taste of the beautiful sub.

Kyla’s body obeyed before she could even think about it, holding her hips up for Gwen. Her pussy was already aching, warm and ready for attention. “I was just thinking the same thing,” she said honestly. She was surprised how gentle the Domme was being, and couldn’t think of anything sweeter

She licked her lips, glancing up to flash a smile at Kyla. "It's my first time eating pussy, baby girl, I'm going to take my damn time," Gwen hummed. But just to bring a little spice into it, she gently scraped her teeth over that little, sensitive pink nub before sucking it into her mouth, beginning to gain confidence.

“As you should,” Kyla smiled. She remembered that she had been nervous her first time with a girl- and then she’d been even more nervouse the first time she was *sober* with a girl, so Gwen doing it fearlessly was really a wonderful thing to see. She let out a whine once the Domme had latched onto her clit, opening her eyes to see as much as she could. She was very content to let Gwen do things at her own pace, wanting but not necessarily in a huge hurry. Yet.

That whine sent a shiver down her back. Just to hear it again, she sucked at the sensitive nub again, a bit harder this time. Both hands squeezed her ass firmly, before one slid free so she could ease one finger inside of Kyla's slick entrance. "Fuck," she whispered against Kyla, feeling the way her body clutched around even the single digit. How would Kyla look on one of her favorite strap-ons, with her hands bound and ankles spread open so she couldn't do anything but take her cock?

“God, Gwen!” She let out what could only be described as a quiet but sure shriek. Her clit had always been the way to get her, but in front of someone so dominant and hot and in command..well it was understandably even more sensitive. “You’re trouble, Miss,” Kyla could tell already, the sweetness of which just made her wriggle in her spot.

She smirked, tugging lightly on her clit with her teeth before pulling back slightly to look up at Kyla. "I think you like a little bit of trouble, sweetness," she murmured back, biting her lip as she slid a second finger inside of her.

“I do, Miss,” Kyla replied desperately, moaning with the addition of another finger. “I really do, especially if the trouble is like you.” Her back started to arch , pressing herself up against Gwen’s lips.

Her smirk grew wider, and she rocked her fingers firmly into Kyla, drinking in every single reaction she had to her touch. "Oh the things I would like to do to you, baby girl, would definitely be trouble," she hummed, flicking her tongue against Kyla as she fingered her, rocking her own hips down against the mattress for a little relief on her own aching sex.

If someone were to come up to Kyla and say something along the lines of ‘Hey, can I interest you in some trouble?’ her answer would be vehemently no. She liked things easy, and trouble could make things difficult. But she absolutely wanted what she was getting with Gwen, and would accept whatever ‘trouble’ came her way from this woman with a smile. “Do it, Miss,” she said, interrupted by her own sweet moans. “Do it all, *please*!”

She shivered at the sweet begging from the beautiful blonde under her and couldn't bring herself to deny her any longer. "So polite, sweetness. I think you've earned yourself an orgasm," she purred. Gwen picked up her pace, curling her fingers inside of Kyla as she lapped and sucked at her sensitive clit. While she did love denial more than anything, this was the first woman she'd pleased and she was hungry to hear and feel just how good she could make her feel.

“Yes!” Kyla celebrated, dancing about in her spot for a brief moment. She didn’t have long to celebrate as the action continued. She squeezed her eyes closed and just let herself let loose, moaning all through the process. She was trying to thank Gwen, but she wasn’t sure how clearly it was coming through as her sweet sounds interrupted her and turned to whines. “God, *fuck* Miss!”

Gwen couldn't help but grin against her, loving how much more responsive Kyla seemed to get when she was given permission to finish. She tugged on her clit with her teeth, fingers pressed deep inside of the beautiful sub to gently rub at the spot that made her body clench deliciously. "Maybe later," she murmured, already picturing the vision Kyla would make riding one of her favorite strapons. "Right now, I want to see you cum for me, sweetness," she growled out hungrily.

Kyla nodded absently, her mind caught up in the bliss but still having enough of an attention span to give what Gwen wanted. “Yes, Miss, oh god that feels good, fuck fuck *fuck*,” she yelled out. Her hands were caught up in the sheets, her toes curled as she climaxed.

Heat shimmered under her skin as she watched and felt Kyla obey. Not only was it sexy as all hell, her sweet, wrecked voice cursing and moaning just for her - if she didn't know she was queer before, it was definitely confirmed now. That did more for her than any blowjob or handjob ever did. Sighing happily, Gwen lapped at Kyla slowly, easing her fingers from her slick heat to lick clean. "Good girl," she purred, shifting to lay alongside Kyla, running one hand over her stomach and up to her breasts once more.

Kyla’s breaths came quick and staggered, still squirming with aftershocks even as she was lapped clean. She took her time to sort of recover, not wanting her voice to come out all ugly and hoarse. “Wow, Miss,” she finally breathed out, watching Gwen’s hand hover up her body. “How long have you been thinking about doing that? Because that was really impressive.” She smiled up at the Domme in a daze.

A confident smirk touched her lips, fingertips teasing over Kyla's nipples playfully, like she couldn't bring herself to stop touching the beautiful girl naked in her bed. "To you specifically? Since I met you. In general? Ten years," she admitted.

“Ten years,” she muttered to herself. She couldn’t even imagine repressing that long. She admired both the ten year ‘record’ as well the breaking of it. Bith made the Domme tough in Kyla’s eyes. “Well I’m honored to be the chosen one,” she chuckled, still watching Gwen’s hands play over her. “What else have you been imagining, Miss?”

She shrugged, biting the inside of her lip and trying not to look as ashamed as she felt about that. Kyla's smile had her smiling again though. "I couldn't resist you," Gwen admitted. A soft chuckle spilled from her lips, and she stretched out next to the sub, propping up on one elbow. "Sweetness, it's easier to ask what I haven't been imagining. A decade is a long time to fantasize."

Kyla’s eyes grew wide, just imagining how many fun things had to be on Gwen’s mind. “I don’t know how you kept from completely destroying me,” she said honestly. “Do you like fantasies of hard things or soft things?”

"Both," she admitted after a moment. It would have been easy to lie, to lean on her reputation as a hard playing Domme and nothing else. But, a part of her she didn't like to acknowledge much craved something softer, even if she hated to admit it. "I'm much better with the hard side of things though.”

“Hard, huh?” She wiggled her brows ever so gently, more than happy to dive in to it. “So like pegging, chains, and plugs?” She had to chuckle lightly at herself. “You’ll have to forgive me for already fantasizing about what a round two would look like at some point.”

Gwen wiggled her eyebrows, gently pinching Kyla's nipples. "Well I do appreciate the enthusiasm," she teased. "I have to admit it might be all three at once. The thought of you with your hands chained to the ceiling and riding my favorite strap on is one of the tops on my list," she hummed, licking her lips. "But now, I'm picturing you doing that with a plug in your cute little ass, and clamps on your nipples with a chain for me to hold onto."

Kyla whimpered under Gwen’s touch, he back arching her chest closer to the Domme. “I’ve never been chained to the ceiling before,” she said quietly, contemplating it. “Sounds like a very fun ride, Miss. My holes in use for you while you pull on my nipples and play with my plug.” She could feel the discussion working its way through her body, a pang hitting her clit and making it throb. She rubbed her legs together to try to fix it.

She couldn't help but smirk as Kyla reacted to her touch, and clearly loved the scene she was building in her head. "Oh sweetness, I have a feeling you would enjoy it. You'd have no choice but to keep my cock inside you," the Domme purred. "I haven't gotten my ceiling reinforced yet though, so we might have to wait on that. But the other things... are certainly possible."

“I’d coat your cock for you, Miss,” Kyla gave a single nod to seal her thought. “Well you should get on that then. There are many many subs who will want to be chained to your ceiling.” She looked down, watching with wonder as her nipples hardened. “Maybe you should be adorning me with all these fun things you’ve got me excited about.”

"Well aren't you a good girl," she teased. Gwen cocked an eyebrow. "Do you know something I don't? Because so far I only have two." She reached over to pinch one stiffened nipple, before landing a light slap over Kyla's breast, enjoying the way her pale skin turned pink. "It seems to me that you should earn such fun toys, sweetness, don't you think?"

“You’ll find that I’m a *very* good girl,” Kyla informed the Domme next to her. “I only know the obvious which is that you’re hot and have a very dominant energy about you that drives subs wild. It’s probably science.” Kyla yelped playfully as she was played with, giggling in anticipation of more fun. “I suppose that makes sense. How would you have me earn them then?”

"Seems like science to me. We'll have to see if your theory pans out," Gwen said with a chuckle. Hearing Kyla giggle made her smile, prompting her to give her other breast the same treatment. "Well, I do seem to be terribly overdressed," Gwen pointed out, hungry for the other woman's hands on her own body.

Kyla’s eyes panned over Gwen’s body, somehow having forgotten that one of them was fully clothed and the other completely naked. “It is quite a pity,” she agreed. She played with the hem of her shirt, twirling it around her finger a few times as she gave Gwen a tender kiss. Her lips occupied, she only took a break to tug the shirt up over the other’s head. She kissed down the woman’s jaw, working her way down her neck as she unhooked her bra.

Smirking, she rolled into her back, trying not to look as anxious and excited as she was to finally experience another woman’s hands on her body. “Mm, it is,” she agreed, a soft little sound humming against Kyla’s lips. Gwen arched to allow her shirt to come off, running the fingers of one hand through the sub’s long hair. Her breath caught when Kyla removed her bra, full breasts spilling free. Gwen knew she wasn’t the skinniest bitch around, her figure full and curvy, and long ignored body issues reared up in the back of her mind. With men she never cared much. But with another woman? “See anything you like, sweetness?” she asked breathily.

Kyla had known already what kind of figure Gwen had, but that hardly prepared her for the most perfect tits she’d ever seen just appearing. Already in a submissive mindset, she couldn’t help but worship a little with her mouth before answering. “A moment to appreciate please?” She asked, her eyes sparkling. She knew they had plans, but like..they were right there.

#para: gwen #para: galentines #paras #smut

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garlic-sauc3 · 1 month

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hi your transfem booster fic was so cute !!!!! ^_^ we love her!! do you have any other headcanons for transfem booster

thank you!!! I'm glad you like it :] <3

most of my headcanons regarding transfem booster is mostly her relationship with her gender and presentation of it. like, she clearly has strong ideas about what masculinity means, and what it means to her

like, if she ever were to fully realize that she is trans and were to come out publically (both would take a long time, a lot of introspection, and like a lot of help tbh) then she would present like super feminine. dresses, makeup, long hair, heels, etc; because that's how she views as like Femininity and if shes a woman than she has to be super feminine. like everything about booster (especially in the beginning) is about performance. nobody will like her if shes transfem and doesnt dress like it, if she doesnt have boobs and curves. slowly, though, I think especially after her career tanks, she gets more comfortable dressing how she likes. I think at her most comfortable, when shes not trying to show off or anything she will go back to wearing jeans and a sweater. honestly, if she were to fully transition without worrying about public opinion she would probably dress as usual. like maybe have longer hair (think the mullet she had at one point). when shes doing stuff for publicity then she would be a lot more feminine, and definitely use makeup and wear dresses and stuff.

I think that booster's hyper masculinity would reflect over to when she transitions, until she becomes more comfortable with her gender that she stops caring about being super feminine. peak transfem booster look to me is just her when shes in one of those sweaters she wears all the time in jli.

also. she would literally just go by booster. that's just her name and she would still go by it. I don't even think she would consider changing it to something else.

but yeah, ones shes comfortable with being woman I dont think shes be like really feminine all the time, she would just allow herself to explore that sometimes. idk I have a draft about this whole idea that I think explains it better but I hope this makes sense

#i think my transfem booster fic might be one of my favorites that i wrote so far #she just has such an interesting relationship with gender names and presentation #its so fun to write a character study about it

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avival · 4 months

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afab reader x claire redfield

warnings: age-gap (reader is on legal age), smut, oral receiving, claire is cute (kinda sub), a lot of praises! minors/ageless blogs please do not interact.

notes: it's not proofread! so sorry for mistakes (english is not my main language! <3

Claire thought you were cute, attentive. She could very honestly say that she had never met someone sweet as you.

You always helped Claire, your fingers floating over the bench press so she wouldn't hurt herself, super focused. God—, you thought that when Claire was focused, she was the most beautiful woman in the world, her frowned blue-eyes and her red hair loose over her sweaty face.

And even sweaty, Claire were beautiful, very hot in fact.

You couldn't take your eyes off her body. The black tank top was tight, as were the leggings and every time Claire squatted with the weights resting on her back, you looked at her ass.

Even though Claire was much older than you, she seemed to return your looks, there seemed to be a palpable tension between both of you. You always insist saying “Wow Claire, you look beautiful today” or “Your hair tied up highlights your beauty even more”, Claire never knew what to say to you, but you could see her cheeks were very red, perhaps flushed.

And, one day, you went to help her with some groceries, luckily you two had met at the supermarket. You took the packages, put it in the car and Claire asked you “Could you, uh– could you help me take this home? I think I need it.” She asks you, biting her red mouth, her lip gloss smudged as you said “Yes.”

The way to her house was awkward, Claire smelled really good, even after the gym, you wanted to kiss her. When you arrived, Claire was very quick to place the foodstuffs on the kitchen counter, you didn't even notice when she went up to her bedroom.

You were confused, you heard her calling you and explored the rest of the house, looking for Claire. You were pulled into one of the rooms and in the same minute, Claire kissed you. She placed her hand on your shoulder and you ran your fingers down to her waist.

Claire moaned when you licked her neck and squeezed her ass tightly. “You smell so good, ma’am, so pretty.” And another moan could be heard.

You didn't know how you had gotten into this situation, but now, Claire was grinding on your face. You ripped her gym leggings, her cunt dripping into your face as your nose rubbed against her clit.

“Ma’am your pussy is fucking dripping. I bet you've wanted me to suck you since the first time we met.” And she answered you, sitting in your mouth, while your tongue was crushed by her walls.

You sank your fingers into Claire's cunt, while your nose and mouth got wet by her folds. “I want to fuck you every day, ma’am” she practically grinding against your mouth while stimulating her own tits.

“You’re so tight, ma’am, your pussy is delicious. I want to fuck you every time you leave the gym.”

And when she came, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, her pussy smothering you and her ass bouncing against your face.

She would definitely accept being fucked by you, of course, after the gym.

#claire redfield #claire redfield x reader #claire redfield smut #claire redfield x you #claire redfield infinite darkness #resident evil smut

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Every night, Clarke and Lexa tuck Madi into bed. Madi is going through her animal phase so she won't fall asleep until her moms read her favorite animal book to her. Clarke and Lexa chuckle because they've already read this same book about 20 times to her. Their daughter is just obsessed with animals

What's even more adorable is that Madi still has trouble saying the names of the animals. She just makes their sounds whenever her moms point to one in her book. She growls and says "Rawr" when Clarke points to a lion. When Lexa points to an elephant, she puckers her lips and blows making a trumpet sound.

Little does Madi know that tomorrow is a special day because her mom's are planning something special for her. They've been planning on taking Madi to the zoo so she can see her favorite animals in person.

Madi is super excited at breakfast when her moms spill the big surprise. Madi squeals with laughter as bits of chocolate chip pancakes fall out of her mouth. She reaches out for them from her high chair wanting to kiss her mommies as a thank you. When she's in Lexa's arms and being hugged behind from Clarke, Madi let's out an adorable "I wub you mama and mommy!" 🥺

It's a bright and sunny day at the zoo when they finally arrive. Madi begged Clarke to let her dress up like Lexa. Like her mommy, Madi is wearing a cute explorer's outfit complete with the khaki shorts and large bucket hat. Clarke opted to wear a flowy summer dress. They are just the cutest family at the zoo.

They go from exhibit to exhibit looking at all the cool animals. She "rawrs" at the lions and tigers. She "oo oo ah ah" at the monkeys. She chirps and whistles at the birds when they land on her head and arm, drinking from the sugar cup in her hands. She blows bubbles at the dolphins when they spin in front of her in the tank. She waddles like the penguins when she sees them. Her favorite exhibit is the petting zoo where her moms show her how to gently pet all the animals like the cute goats, pigs, lambs, and ducks. She even gets to ride a pony with both her moms taking turns with her.

Before they leave, Madi is allowed to buy one toy from the gift shop. She has a hard time choosing only one because they're all so cute. Clarke and Lexa snap a photo of Madi thinking deeply about her decision. Madi finally chooses a soft lion plushie and names him "Mrs. Rawr." She's beaming with excitement as she babbles nonsense to her on the trip back home.

When it's bed time, Madi starts a new tradition where she reads her favorite animal book (with her moms' help of course) to Mrs. Rawr. She dreams of her special lion family that night.

Lexa and Madi dressed as explorers 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 Lexa definitely has a lot of fun facts (that's she's definitely not reading out of the little booklet they got at the ticket lady) that she tells Madi and makes her think her mom is the animal kingdom master.

Mrs Rawrs is one of those plushies that stays with Madi all the way until college. Lexa and Clarke thing she got rid of it ages ago during her 'too cool for stuffed animals' phase, but then they go to visit her at her dorm, and there's the little stuffed lion, sitting on her bed. She holds it when she misses home or when she feels a little too overwhelmed and wishes she could get a hug from one of her moms

#letter opened #heda-in-the-clouds #momma lexa #i might just draw lexa and madi dressed as little explorers 🥺🥺🥺

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archonanqi · 3 years

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In Genshin, who are your favourite characters: 1) Lore and story wise, 2) Gameplay wise (how fun and useful they are) 3) Visual design wise and 4) Personality wise?

(Yo so I swear that I hit post on this but I just found this in my drafts... it’s been 3 months... I’m so sorry)

...I uninronically have to say Zhongli for all of these, but I’ll also add in another character for each because y’all already see me ramble about Zhongli every day 🥺

| Lore and Story

Zhongli - Do I need to say more... I absolutely love the narrative trope of “ancient powerful immortal learns how to be gentle with humans” and that’s Zhongli to a T. Even before I knew about Guizhong I was Hooked on him and now he lives rent free in my brain at all times.

Childe - His lore is deeply interesting to me, what’s with the whole falling into the Abyss as a tiny Babey. I feel like he’s going to be the gateway into a lot of important story elements, such as more information on the Abyss, the lady who lives there and saved him, the overarching villainy of the Tsaritsa, etc. Also we just love 1 (one) feral little boy who tried to fight everyone, got sent to the military as punishment, and then fought so good that he got Promoted to fight MORE.

| Gameplay

Zhongli - Uhhhh I have him at C6 so that might might skew my opinion a bit but hands down he’s my most used unit, and that’s with me having all units except Klee. I just don’t die with his constellation heal and burst shield, pillar is always nice during exploration, the mans is a Mining Machine, and the petrification for controlling adds is just 👌👌 I’ve also always been fond of the “summoner” playstyle in most games AND I love filling the bruiser / tank role so Zhongli being both of them was absolutely perfect. That said, the Zhongli buffs are absolutely welcome for those without his constellations, only the best stats and kit for the CEO of GEO.

Albedo - Geo supremacy gang rise up.. I love Albedo for being a super solid off-field, selfless support — I don’t have any decent artifacts on him but he still consistently adds on so much off field damage to my Phys DPS Zhongli with his super low cooldown E. It also charges up my Zhongli burst like no tomorrow, 10/10 best battery. The yellow blossoms are also just so so pretty and the tactile / visual / audio feedback on them is 👌

| Visual Design

Zhongli - The man could step on me and I would thank him. He can kick me like his spear. I bleached my hair ombré so I could begin to touch a hint of his divinity. I literally stand there in-game and just zoom in on him sometimes. Ever since I got the Kamera my hard drive has been screaming for the sweet release of death from the thousands of Zhongli pictures I’ve snapped. I'm learning Liyue music on a piano I haven’t touched in four years, so I can imagine playing his city’s music for him. My right hand is muscle memoried to repeatedly run his attack sequence and stop at the spear kick animation so I can imagine myself being the spear. Yeah I think he’s kinda cute! 👀 👉🏻👈

Xinyan - Trying to stray away from 5* characters here. Love her outfit, love her hair, love her facial design in general. Her ult animation was the highlight of the 1.1 trailer for me (besides Mr. Zhongli of course) She got swept under the rug because of the Zhongli debacle and it’s super sad because she’s a very solidly designed unit with beautiful animations. I also love that her instrument is a traditional lyre that she canonically designed to look like a rock guitar.

| Personality

Zhongli - We’ll be here all day if I really really start poppin’ about Zhongli’s personality so I’ll try and keep it short. Zhongli’s personality is an ENIGMA to me that I have and will continue to spend countless hours studying. I’ve been thinking of releasing my findings in a character analysis, tbh, because like. There’s so much. On the surface he’s a well-meaning, kind, gentle if not a little out-of-touch individual with a flair for the traditional / fancy.

But??? He won the Archon war? We know from Roald’s Adventurer Diaries, where he slips into Osial’s memories, that Zhongli was absolutely BRUTAL during the war. What changed him? (Guizhong) How long did he take to change? What has he learned during the last 6,000 years of life -- certainly how to manipulate mortals like puppets, as we see from his Archon quest, which no one seems to address?? Is there some part of Archon-War-Victor Morax still in there, waiting for the right spark to ignite his fuse? Yo??? I’m.... just have a lot of feelings about Zhongli’s character.

Beidou - Pirate.. lady... hnnghh,,, step me,, ; ; Beidou is a character we haven’t seen quite yet but just her voicelines and story intrigue me so much. She killed Haishan without a Vision, stopped singing completely after said kill, is doing some kind of dirty work for the most powerful people in Liyue whilst boldly proclaiming that she is their equal,,, has a huge family and a heart of gold, seems to be against the social hierarchy of Liyue yet tolerates working with the Qixing? There’s so much going on and I for one am eagerly awaiting 2.0 not for Inazuma, but for seeing her in the story

Thank you for the ask!!! It felt great to just let loose and examine my relationship w/ each of the characters in the game. :)

#anqi talks #ask

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softcallofdutyimagines · 3 years

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What kind of pet(s) do you think the Cold War crew would have and what kind do you think they'd be allergic to? (I'm extremely allergic to cats 😔, but I still love them)

Sure! I feel that though, I'm allergic to hay but I love horses!!! It's ok though I suppose, I just turned into a car girl instead since I never got my pony growing up lmaooo

Anyway, I digress. Enjoy and thanks for the ask!! 💖

Adler

This feels kind of random, but I strongly headcannon that he'd have horses????

There's just something about the idea of Adler doing some of that good old "honest work" back home that feels right

His day job is just so messed up and crazy in general, so it feels good to come home to a completely different life

Besides, horses require a strong but gentle hand to train and care for and I'd say that's right up his alley

Not to mention horses are quite therapeutic, especially when you're out for a ride

He takes rides often, just to truly escape for a little while

Adler is allergic dogs

This works out fine though, considering dogs scare his horses

Bell

Bell definitely owns something exotic

Or maybe more like "exotic" idk haha

Anyway, Bell owns a snake

A big one

Other people are really freaked out, but Bell's snake is actually a sweetie

You will hardly ever find the snake kept in it's habit, as Bell likes to let the big guy explore and slither around

This includes letting the snake crawl on and around Bell

Honestly, I'm not sure there's any super deep connection though

Bell would just be that person to own something that most people would be too scared to even go near lol

Coincidentally, Bell would also be that person to have a weird allergy

They are allergic to anything with fur, so cats, dogs, horses, ect

Hudson

If Hudson were to own any pet at all, it would be something like ULTRA low maintenance

So probably either fish or a lizard, as long as it's not a creepy crawly one lol

If it's fish, he has exactly one goldfish chilling out in a tank in his bedroom

If it's a lizard, it's something big like a komodo dragon

I could see him bonding better with the lizard though

In a strange and perhaps not exactly flattering way, they're more similar then you'd think

Chill, unbothered, tough skin, cold blooded

Also hairless, as Woods and Mason like to remind him

Hudson would ALSO have a weird allergy lmao

He's allergic to birds

Lazar

Oh you KNOW Lazar owns cats

He's basically just a big cat himself, so it makes sense

Have you ever taken a nap in a patch of sunlight?

If not, you totally should bc it's awesome

Usually his cats will sleep on top of him to get their slice of sunlight too

Lazar owns at least one piece of merch that says something along the lines of #1 Cat Dad

He is highly allergic to dogs

It's almost funny, as it just adds more to the theory that he is actually just a cat in human form

Mason

Mason, very specifically, owns a pair of malamutes

They may look scary, and if you threaten their owners/property they can be!!

BUT!! 99% of the time they're just two big floofy boys who love playing and being petted

Alex takes them sledding once in a while, just because otherwise the dogs get antsy for something high energy

Mason is allergic to horses, which sucks for him because he'd love to ride

Park

Much to the annoyance of her neighbors, Helen owns some budgies

They're a bit loud, but she doesn't mind at all

She lets them out fairly often, even though they have a very spacious cage, and they love her lots

While she's at home, she is almost never without a bird on her shoulder

They also know how to do some basic tricks!

It was sort of an accident, as she was just trying to play with them, but it's pretty cool nonetheless

She loves to sing to them too and it's extra special when they twitter along back

Helen is allergic to rabbits

This is an absolute tragedy to her, considering she'd 1000% own at least two if she wasn't

Sims

Sims also owns a dog, but his is far more scrappy looking then Mason's

It's some sort of mutt, maybe a pitt bull mix

But she is the sweetest thing

He rescued her from a junkyard while he was out salvaging supplies for the team and they've been inseparable since

Due to her previous abandonment, she gets depressed quickly when she's alone, so Sims brings her to the bunker often

Despite her rather intimidating appearance, she has a cute name: Dolly

Plus, she's even learned how to fetch certain tools for him, so despite Adler and Hudson's protests, there's really no reason for her to not stay

He is allergic to cats

It's ok though, considering Dolly gets nervous around them

Woods

Frank also has a rescue dog!

Are any of you familiar with the pixie and brutus comic series by pet_foolery on instagram?

Because I could only see Woods owning a dog like brutus lol

A roughed up, retired military dog

He still has plenty of spirit left in him, but that doesn't mean he's all that hyper or anything

Woods loves him because they're just so similar in personality

Also, although he'd never say this... It sort of feels like he and the dog have a connection of sorts, you know?

Like even though they can't really speak to each other, he feels like the dog understands him completely

It's very soothing for when he has to unload some baggage he's seen out in the field

Particularly to have the old guy around once Woods himself retires

Frank is also allergic to cats

This doesn't really impact him too much, considering he doesn't have the patience to own one

#black ops cold war #call of duty #frank woods #russell adler #helen park #jason hudson #eleazar azoulay #alex mason #lawrence sims #cold war bell #call of duty headcannons

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iffeelscouldkill · 3 years

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Uplifting TSCOSI fics: a rec list

Because I think we could all use a few after the latest episode XD

(I meant to put this together sooner, but it’s been a Big Tired few days. Hopefully it’s still somewhat timely!)

Below is a list of uplifting, fluffy, funny and feel-good TSCOSI fics that I personally have enjoyed and can rec! Since we don’t have a lot of rec lists in this fandom (I don’t actually think I’ve yet seen one?) I feel like I should state upfront that this is not meant to be a Definitive List in any way, shape or form, and just only reflects my personal taste and the fics that I have read!

To keep this list at least somewhat constrained, I’m only adding fics from pre-2020 (which newer members of the fandom might not have come across), so these are all set pre-season 2.

I would love others to reblog this and add their recs too (from any time period)!

feel my heart against yours by Macremae - Violet/Arkady, super fluffy post-episode ... three? I think? fic with a drunkenly affectionate Violet. Fun fact, this was the first TSCOSI fic ever posted to AO3!

fly towards a secret sky by blommowitch - Violet/Arkady, one of my all-time favourite TSCOSI fics. The Rumor crew are docked on a safe planet, Violet and Arkady explore a market, and then there’s a confrontation with some space Nazis. Bit of a warning for street fighting and a suppressed panic attack (Violet’s), but it’s super feel-good, I swear <3

unfold your own myth by blommowitch - Violet/Arkady feat. Violet in a tank top and Arkady being Officially Too Gay To Function. And there’s bonding over Rumi poetry!

A Ring and a Plan by Ehlana - Brian/Krejjh, Brian has a Plan to propose to his would-be spowz, but you know what they say about the best-laid plans... Super fluffy, adorable and hilarious, this is an all-time favourite. <3

Bold Deceiver by marginalia - Violet/Arkady, Violet and Arkady go undercover as a married couple. Featuring femme!Arkady and Violet in menswear :D

Rather Be by knightinbrightfeathers - Five times Violet missed the Iris (the original Iris), and one time she didn’t. This has soooo many good headcanons and scenarios (like Krejjh burning their mouth on overly spicy snacks) and sort of lives in my head rent-free XD Also an all-time fave. Look, I can have as many as I want XD

if that red string could bite by jaggedwolf - Violet/Arkady, SOULMATE GOOSE OF ENFORCEMENT. SOULMATE GOOSE OF ENFORCEMENT!!!! Look - just read it. You won’t regret it. It’s hilarious.

helpless to the bass and the fading light by earlymorningechoes - Violet/Arkady, this is another fantastic entry into the Violet Liu in Menswear agenda. There’s an undercover job, dancing, and *Piper Tanaka voice* chemistry

‘cause i don’t want you like a best friend by earlymorningechoes - Violet/Arkady, I’ll just quote from the summary for this one: “Violet joins Sana on a quiet market run when they find a safe port, and makes a purchase that gets under Arkady’s skin." ADORABLE!!!!!!

Nighttime Stories by Vivien - Brian/Krejjh, this is another one that honestly lives rent-free in my head. Brian can’t sleep, and Krejjh talks to him, describing a Dwarnian... ceremony? event? called the Night of Ritual. The description is just spine-tinglingly beautiful <333 Also, Jewish!Brian before Jewish Brian was officially canon.

Little Truths by myhomeistheshire - Sana/Campbell, Sana volunteers to watch Campbell’s nephews at short notice. Absolutely too cute for words, I love this one.

Sleep is a Conspiracy to Make You Buy More Pyjamas by gostaks - Brian/Krejjh, a collection of scenes from different points in their relationship, mostly revolving around Krejjh getting their head around odd human behaviours like the need for regular sleep. And romantic tandem eating! :D

as happy as they understand happiness by reconditarmonita - Sana/Violet/Arkady <3 Sana, Violet and Arkady watch opera (Der Rosenkavalier), and there’s pining followed by a very cute conversation <3

We’ll just have to get creative by beejones - Violet/Arkady, Arkady surprises Violet with a Significant Meal on board the Iris 2.

What If Cuddles by pancakesforbreakfast - Violet/Arkady, Violet realises that touch is one of Arkady’s love languages and starts making a point of showing tactile affection :3 Super fluffy!

Huggy Drunks by jaggedwolf - Violet/Arkady, Violet gets tipsy during a we-survived-Plan-B! drinking party, and it turns out she’s a huggy drunk :D

#fic recs #TSCOSI #TSCOSI fic recs #rec list #uplifting fic #fluffy fic #cute fic #I'm sure I've missed some amazing stuff off this list but I did my best #please add to it!#and yes I didn't add any of my own stuff #I do also have fluffy fic! but this is an other people rec list #Vikady #Brian/Krejjh #Sana/Campbell #Arkady/Violet/Sana #ficlets #The Strange Case of Starship Iris

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spockandawe · 4 years

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The Disabled Tyrant’s Pet Palm Fish

Okay, legit book pitch time, because I’m doing a terrible job of coherently typing out the premise every time I try to tell a person about this book, and I cannot stop telling people about this book. Bottom line up front: The Disabled Tyrant’s Pet Palm Fish started off a little rough (a combination of everything happens so much in the story itself, and, I think, the translator finding their footing), but I’ve been having such a good time that I am deep, deep in the mtl pit, because I can’t stop reading it.

The premise! This is a transmigration novel, where our hero Li Yu (his name literally translates to ‘carp’, for the record) enters the universe of a novel he just finished. He does not enter the body of a character from the novel, he enters as... a fish. A tiny little ingredient-for-fish-soup tier fish. Before he’s totally figured out what is going on, there’s an attempt to turn him into soup, and even when he flails his way out of the person’s hands, he’s.... stolen by a cat. And then, at the very last moment, he’s saved, and placed into a bowl of water to recover. This is the part of the book where So Much Is Happening and I was genuinely stressed by fish suffering.

But once he’s safe in a bowl, he finally gets to really talk to a System, and gets given some actual instructions. Surprise, sucker! You’re in a book! And he’s tasked with changing the path of that book’s protagonist, who goes from being the fifth imperial prince to eventually being the emperor. He’s like ‘oh my god, are you serious, i’m literally a fucking fish’ and the System is like *shrug* and says that well, he can either do the mission or he can die? So he’s like ‘OKAY, COOL, LET’S CHANGE THIS PRINCE’S LIFE.’ He’s also told that if he completes enough tasks, he’ll regain the ability to become human again, which is where I was like okay, this book is maybe not going to be quite so ridiculously batshit as the summary implied. The initial mission doesn’t say anything about romance, but I was still reading it like ohohohohoho, romance!

And the original book! At first, the fifth imperial prince, Jing-wang, was nominally out of the running to take the throne, because he was born with natural mutism and the emperor was told that this might be passed down to his children. He was his mother’s only surviving child, and she died soon after his birth, so he grew up very... isolated and disconnected, which makes sense given his temperament, even before all the other factors come into play. He’s a very cold, distant man, and in the book, eventually won out over his brothers to become the emperor. A cruel, rigid tyrant of an emperor. But! He did have a husband who he loved a lot. Unfortunately, that husband was planted by his brother and sure didn’t love him. The text calls him a black lotus, and describes that relationship as ‘sadomasochistic’, which I’m not sure is quite the right word, but it sure seems... melancholy, and the relationship seems to make Li Yu sad when he thinks about it.

Now, Li Yu is very worried about how the hecc he’s going to impact this imperial prince’s life in any meaningful way, but from the very start, the people around Jing-wang see him going soft for his new pet fish. His father especially is very moved to see his son finally attached to something that way. And I want to say that even the very early bits are... unexpectedly sweet?? Jing-wang doesn’t angst about not being able to speak, which I’d been worried about (I do hear that the mutism gets fixed eventually, which i’m not wild about, but i don’t feel like he’ll ever be a super verbal person tbh), but it’s really cute seeing him figuring out to interact with a pet where not being able to speak shouldn’t even really be a factor. And especially early on, Li Yu makes an effort to be as cute as possible, and way he pets and plays with his fish is the cutest, CUTEST thing.

(li yu is given an escalating series of unbelievably lavish aquariums, but even one of his earliest ones, jing-wang notices he’s interested in a pearl and just quietly fills the aquarium with priceless gemstones for his fish to play with)

There’s something that’s very hard to articulate about this, but in an early scene, Jing-wang brings the fish with him to a stressful meeting and gets angry, and starts holding the fish in a self-soothing way, and Li Yu is like AGH, TOO TIGHT and wriggles out, but before Jing-wang can even get properly upset at being rejected by his fish, Li Yu circles back around and starts winding through his fingers. Even before romance is a factor, the physical contact and comfort were absolutely precious.

When I’d started reading this, my initial mindset was basically ‘okay, so i can see Jing-wang getting attached to his fish, but love? seriously???’, but honestly, the story handled it in a REALLY nice way. There are around 160 chapters total, and by the mid-twenties, Li Yu gains the ability to occasionally/briefly transform into a human, and by the mid-thirties, Li Yu and Jing-wang have had an extended interaction where they’re both human-shaped. And Li Yu acquires other special powers with time, including interdimensional storage space and Super Jumping Powers, and he is seriously, seriously, the most sketchy-ass fish you’ve ever seen, and Jing-wang is a smart cookie.

At first, it’s little things like ‘okay, while Jing-wang is out, I’mmmm going to explore this room!’ And he does the fish equivalent of holding his breath and hops around for a while before returning to his tank like a good little fish, but Jing-wang comes back and there’s water all over the floor and he’s like ‘..............’ So what does he do? He starts leaving teacups of water all over the floor so that his fish can stop and take a breather without worrying about getting back to his tank. And when his fish seems interested in the work he’s doing at his desk, he sets up a teacup next to where he works so that his fish can watch what he’s doing. And initially, he’s kind of like ‘this is normal fish behavior, probably’, but. Li Yu is so focking sketchy. And it really, really doesn’t take long for Jing-wang to start connecting the dots between the strange young man who periodically materializes in/near his quarters and steals his clothes and his fish.

But this story is so funny. When Jing-wang starts getting suspicious, what he eventually concludes is that oh, this is like that fairy tale about the white snake spirit who seduced a human man to steal his spiritual essence. Or the fairy tale about the fox spirit who seduced a human man to steal his essence. Okay. Awright. And he spends considerable time waiting very impatiently, wondering why isn’t my fish seducing me yet??? He even sets things up so that while Li Yu is on his desk watching him work, he starts pointedly reading erotica about the snake spirit and fox spirit, and I can tell that he’s embarrassing himself, while meanwhile, Li Yu is a modern human trying to read ancient Chinese writing, and he’s like ‘haha, lmao, he reads way faster than me, I have no idea what’s happening.’

(later on, when they’ve managed to do a little bit of communication and work things out, Jing-wang proudly tells someone (writes for someone) that the food he’s eating was made for him by his boyfriend. and when the person is like ‘ah, okay. uh. what... is a boyfriend?’ and Jing-wang is like ‘I’ve got no goddamn idea.’)

Also, you may note. That one of the tags on this story is mpreg. And that was honestly why I dove into it, I was like ‘haha, there’s no way a story like this could sell me on a plot point like THAT, go ahead, try, I double dog dare you’. Well. Last night I reached that plot point. Y’all....... it.... worked. It was still silly, but the character himself was like ‘oh my god, you can’t be serious.’ It was silly and cute. At a slightly earlier point, the emperor sends Jing-wang to take a military force and go fight bandits, so Jing-wang was planning to leave Li Yu safely at home, and Li Yu wasn’t happy and non-seriously said, ‘no, your highness, you can’t leave me behind, I’m... CARRYING YOUR CHILD.’ And he didn’t mean it, but Jing-wang wanted to believe it at first, and was really happy, and was :( when Li Yu clarified that no, physically, he’s... not capable of doing that.

Smash cut to not long later, when the System gives Li Yu his next task in the main mission line and it’s.......... babies. Li Yu tries to plead with the System that no, oh my god, I am not physically equipped for this, but also at this point? The System has straight-up modified his fish body several times. He doubled all his attributes once, not realizing this included size, and got stuck in his aquarium cave. And later on, he upgraded from minnow(?) to koi and promptly... got stuck in his aquarium cave. So they’ve already coaxed me along through believing body modifications. And then the actual fish pregnancy process was very understated and low-key, and then once the fish babies hatched, after nine months, they got the ability to turn into human babies. The story even plays around with the idea of fish babies being capable of much more independence than human babies, and the babies being Displeased with the situation. Guys, they sold me on the mpreg. How did they do that?????

And something I genuinely hadn’t expected is that the relationship takes negotiation and growth. The earliest courting scenes are very... high-handed. Which I was into! I can dig a romance novel like that, where the love interest pins the protagonist to a wall and kisses him so good he sweeps him off his feet. But Li Yu gets to be upset, and push Jing-wang away, and be angry when Jing-wang tries to wiggle around the boundaries he’s trying to establish. He gets to tell Jing-wang he feels disrespected and taken advantage of, and Jing-wang learns to back off. And when he decides that he does want to give this thing a try, he lays out a couple base rules for Jing-wang, and Jing-wang takes it so seriously that he legit hangs them on his bedroom wall.

And everyone who loves Jing-wang is so happy for him. They’re so happy for every positive development in his life. They’re happy when Jing-wang starts caring for his pet fish, and they’re even happier when he falls in love with an actual human. The main barrier to formalizing their relationship isn’t that Li Yu is a man, it’s that Jing-wang needs heirs, and well, that gets worked out. Even the emperor casually mentions that he used to have a male concubine back in the day.

You guys, I’ve been genuinely Moved by this silly novel about a fictional prince falling in love with his pet fish.

I’m not done yet, I’m almost exactly halfway through, and I’ve got no idea what’s coming next. I assume it will be political maneuvering, because Li Yu’s System told him that it’s guaranteed that Jing-wang will eventually become emperor, but the rest is up to him, and there are still a few other princes floating around who opposed him in the original book. And that black lotus husband from the original book is still around too. But Jing-wang has other allies who would have died in the original novel by now, who Li Yu managed to help save. And I’m so invested! I want to know what happens! Li Yu is periodically unlocking Jing-wang backstory reveals as rewards for completing missions, and some of these things give him a better understanding of Jing-wang in the present, but some open up brand new mysteries about Jing-wang’s past. I have to go do my actual job now, and I’m really unhappy about that, because I want! To read more!!! I’m reading the mtl right now, and if you’ve tried mtl, you know the prose can be barely comprehensible at times (i spent like ten chapters thinking jing-wang had two cousins when he has... one....) but still!!! I’m so, so invested, and I can’t stop recommending this book to everyone who has the misfortune to exist in the same space as me :’)

#the disabled tyrant's pet palm fish #long post/#cnovel rec

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elskamo · 3 years

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any mtf duncan hcs/concepts my b ?! 👀💖✨

I am loving this concept, I feel like I’ve been seeking out a lot of trans/NB headcanons for characters since I’ve been free to explore my own gender identity more. That artwork I reblogged for FTM Duncan the other day is still playing on my mind, I kinda wanna send an ask to the artist to tell them how much I love it and how validating it is but I feel so awkward doing that when anon is off, then again when I do stuff anonymously I’m pretty sure you all know I sent it anyway!

One of my friends really likes the idea of genderfluid or MTF Duncan so I did some sketches a while ago for him to help us visualise it better. I struggled a bit getting the body right since I couldn’t find a TD body type to work from that fit but I feel like the aesthetic was pretty good. I live by the beach and we also have a pretty big punk/goth scene here too so a lot of the fashion is full of knee or thigh high boots, fishnets and ripped jeans type stuff, and a lot of crop or tank tops and I feel like Duncan would enjoy wearing those kinds of looks. I like the idea that Duncan really explores his identity through his fashion so some days are dressed down with baggy band shirts and other days he goes full on with those massive converse boots and jean shorts. Duncan also does a lot of stuff with piercings and having his hair dyed in canon so I can definitely see him experimenting with different piercings, jewellery, dye, and makeup.

I’ve mentioned a lot in private chat and I think at least a few times on my blog that Duncan struggles A LOT with toxic masculinity and identity issues. You can see it plain as day on the show that as much as he tries to play it off he cares so much about what others think of him, he’s constantly thinking of how he appears to others and wondering what they make of his image. Some of his behaviour also reeks of teenage boy putting up a front, a lot of his actions seemed pretty forced to me when I was watching like with the flirting and bullying, like he only did it because it was expected of him. That could just be me interpreting things wrong but I always thought something seemed really off about it. I feel like all this behaviour he’s exhibited would make it extremely hard for him to fully come to terms with his gender identity and that he wouldn’t be able to explore it, come out, or transition until he has some proper support in place like a councillor or support group.

Other ideas and things I like for this I guess are: Donna as a new name, DJ and Geoff changing their little trio’s name from Killer Bass Boys to Killer Bass Buddies to show their support, DJ taking Donna out on a ‘first date’ kinda thing as friends so she can get the whole chivalrous guy and pampered girl experience, Alejandro taking her on a genuine first date and being super in love with her because I’m Aleduncan trash, Heather and Courtney trying to teach her how to walk in heels and her looking like Bambi trying to walk for the first time, casually stealing some of the TDI girls clothes to try and see how they’d look on her, the girls letting her keep the stuff she stole because of how cute she looks wearing them.

#total drama #td duncan #duncan total drama #total drama duncan #duncan td #ask

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beetle-drip · 3 years

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Do the gatorkin crew have 'types'? Like so far it seems Eden likes bottom boys, but is that all she likes? What about the others? 💗🔪

Eden

Even though I’ve paired her with bottom boys so far, Eden is a switch and gets topped once in a while(Not a whole lot though due to her appearance). She usually goes for people that are either willing or go out of their comfort zone, thrill seekers and shy people exploring themselves. Loves people that get goofy and laugh while running wild in the night. Physically; alternative fashion, rough looking, soft looking, tattoos, piercings (especially *ahem* private ones),cool hairstyles, happy trails, unique features, faux intimidation, lopsided toothy smiles, sweet faces, gnarly ones and honestly it’s very hard for her not to find something endearing about someone.

Roch

Oh lord, this boy was convinced he was a total dom till he met a certain gator. He likes to break down people that put up a “big & bad” persona. Can’t stand super submissive people tbh. He’s got a sliver tongue and matching that might get you a foot in the door to pound town (or just be flustered). Roch finds people that know how to have fun and also chill out the best. Physically; unique features, dyed hair, unique fashion, supernatural/animalistic features, faux intimidation, nice hands, pretty eyes, thick bodies and tall.

Thibaut

Thibaut gravitates towards ladies with firecracker attitudes and piercing eyes. No frilly femme though, futch women is as far as she goes because the cute aesthetic is a bit annoying and a bit much. A dominatrix attitude is a plus but you gotta be able to have normal conversations, Thibaut loves the challenge but hates having to fight on every little thing. Physically; witchy aesthetic, tattoos, alternative fashion, straight up Tank Girl vibes, piercing eyes, piercings, nice makeup, scars and a confident stance.

Avit

Resident big boy loves a sweet thang. People that ooze a lovingly wild vibe and preferably already immersed in the supernatural world. He’s drawn to people that can take care of themselves and can be playful. A real street-smart type of mentality with a taste for exploration. Meek is nice n all but you can’t survive like that in this type of life and he’s not always there to help. Sweet and tough wins the big mans heart. Physically; sturdy body, freckles, scars, nice legs, thick eyebrows, soft hair, androgyny, side shaves, colorful nails, strong backs, more masculine leaning but femme is nice as well.

Just wanna say that you don’t have to fit all of these, there are so many different types of people and attractive qualities out there worth exploring and to love.✨

(Also I am still working on these characters so there’s more to learn with the matter of lovelies they find themselves smitten with)

#and some of these attractions are due to beastkin culture and survival #ask #Eden #Thibaut #Roch #Avit #mild #also yes Roch and Eden may have bumped in the night

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How into fashion do you think each of the PT are into?

omg yes fashion questions.......akira and ann are deep, DEEP into fashion - akira isn’t at first since it wasn’t something he got to explore at home, but after becoming close with ann and taking that trip to harajuku, he’s SO down. they help each other pick out outfits, they try each other’s makeup, and they’re the best two to help the other thieves choose clothes. casually, i feel like ann is sort of gyaru type while akira is a goth with punk flavors, but they both have a capacity to be extremely sophisticated and classy if the occasion calls for it.

i think haru too is pretty fashionable, but rather than it being a distinct interest for her, she was sort of raised to look nice and i imagine much was picked out for her. however, i think haru does enjoy clothes once she can pick for herself and i’d think she does stay with a very feminine style but she gets more bold with her choices after awhile...like haru with sweet and ruffly lolita pieces, she would be adorable!!!

makoto isn’t super interested in fashion, she likes super sleek looks and i really like her enjoying more masculine styles, but it isn’t a big priority to her. she can enjoy shopping (esp with haru...pls they’re so cute...), but it’s not how she would prefer to spend her time or her money, so her wardrobe would probably be fairly minimalist too, with an emphasis on maximizing mixing and matching pieces.

yusuke i think oscillates between the two polar ends of “does not give a shit” to “NEEDS THIS PIECE IMMEDIATELY” kfhdgdgh like generally yusuke wouldn’t be too excited about clothes shopping (he wants to spend money of beauty products and art supplies), but if he sees an interesting piece on a mannequin, he rushes into the shop to grab it. this leads to his wardrobe being extremely eclectic and imbalanced, but full of eye-catching pieces...whether or not they go together entirely is another story. he can usually make it work just with his good eye, but it sort of looks like a mess at first glance lol

ryuji is a classic jock.....most fashion he doesn’t really care too much about, but shoes???? ryuji would have a HUGE collection of shoes, he would rival even ann’s closet, but it would be a bunch of sneakers lol given his likely financial situation, he can’t really buy too much as a kid, but i like to imagine ryuji becomes a physical therapist as an adult and he can finally get all the shoes he deserves 😌

futaba absolutely does NOT care, she likes what’s comfy and just a bunch of fandom/meme shirts, the rest doesn’t matter. so many ppl don’t like he summer outfit, but i really love it bc it sort of epitomizes the clothes i see her in most often - big baggy pants and a goofy tank top is perfect for her. also her pjs, just some comfy shorts and a loose-fitting shirt, the best outfit to spend all day at the computer in!!

goro i think hasn’t had the chance to explore his own style - he’s either been very poor or very regulated (and overall, very busy), both of which don’t allow him to really even think of self-expression. however, unlike haru, i think his fashion sense would change a LOT once he’s out on his own and although i don’t think he’d be super into shopping, i think he would be very particular about what he wants and every piece he owns is something he loves. i also think he MUST have an affinity for pieces with some dramatic flair to them, but in subtler ways (like a jacket with a bright lining or shirts with asymmetric cuts - it’s unexpected and interesting, but not wild like yusuke lol) and finally sumi!!

sumi i think would have a very sweet sense of style and she loves clothes shopping as she gets more confident in her own ideas, tastes, and preferences. she’s super intimidated at first and can still get frazzled (definitely not a shop til she drops type, she needs lunch breaks), but she does much better shopping with friends and having a sounding board for her thoughts on an outfit. that doesn’t mean she relies on the other person to make the decisions, but rather that she feels more confident being able to think out loud and list her reasons why she should or shouldn’t make a purchase.

#THIS WAS SO LONG I'M GONNA CRY....#i just really love clothes and fashion i'm so sorry #it's a big interest for me so YE i've thought of all their tastes lol #sorry answering asks is still spotty sadly i am apparently just like this now #but i'll keep working through em slowly lol #p5 #long post #Anonymous

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thestanceyg · 3 years

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Time for some more Darcyland Drabbles

A little drabble racing on the Discord server. Here’s all 4 of my sprints, so they’re below the cut because it’s kinda a lot. (Keep in mind all of these are a one and done sort of deal.)

Magnetism 1 She was drawn to him. That was certain. She hadn’t felt this way about anyone in a long time, and wasn’t that the funniest thing? She would have thought that she would never feel this way again after…. Well. After.

But now she did. Of course, it couldn’t have been a worse time to suddenly feel this animal magnetism toward someone.

“Err, I suppose this isn’t the best time to say anything, but since we might die anyway, how about if we live we get coffee?”

The man shot her an amused look. “We’ll survive,” he said matter of factly. “I want that coffee.”

2 I’m just saying it’s super cute,” she smiled. “C’mon. You can’t tell me you don’t like it!”

He looked at the refrigerator speculatively. “I suppose you’re right,” he agreed, his hands wrapping around her waist from behind, his chest pressed against her back as he kissed the top of her head. “But for the record, I still think it’s a kinda weird idea.”

“Weird, but still cute,” she argued.

“Yeah,” he agreed.

She laughed a little as his fingers dug into her sides, tickling. Making pictures of their friends into magnets was her best craft idea yet.

3 “It shouldn’t work like this,” she said, pulling her glasses from her face and pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Well, it’s not like there’s a lot of precedent here,” Bruce sighed. “I agree that the magnetism in this instance doesn’t quite make sense, but it is sort of fascinating.”

She had to agree. They had definitely stumbled upon something new. “This could take us years to fully explore,” she said. “Not that I’m complaining, but this was supposed to be a fun side project and not the seminal work of my life.”

“Sorry,” Bruce said, even though he wasn’t. “That’s just how science goes.”

4 She felt drawn to this place like there was a magnet pulling her. It was an insistent urge. It wouldn’t let up, and she didn’t know why the thought of ignoring it left her breathless with panic.

But following it? Following it left her breathless with anticipation.

It made no logical sense. Where was she going, and more importantly, why? But as soon as the thought entered her head, she remembered her grandmother who used to sit her down on her knee and tell her about the hope. How the hope would draw you to where you needed to be. Suddenly it all made a lot more sense.

5 “Watch closely,” Darcy commanded to the little one whose eyes were wide with wonder. She carefully dropped the magnet on the other side of the tank and the iron filings started to pull over to it, and the little girl’s eyes got impossibly wider.

“Wow,” she breathed. When the movement finally stopped, she turned her head. “Aunt Darcy, how does it work?”

“Science, which is magic that we study.”

The girl’s eyes lit up. Gotcha, Darcy thought. She’d be damned if another little girl thought that sciences weren’t for women. No little girl would have the rough relationship she had if she had anything to say about it.

6 She gripped his hand firmly and swung their arms back and forth a bit, trying to make it seem more like a joke than the desperate need it was, clawing deep in her gut. She tried to look at him out of the corner of her eye, but he was so damn tall that it didn’t give her anything to work with.

She pulled him along toward the ice cream cart. “You want a cone?” she asked.

Finally she looked up at him, and his smile was blinding. “Of course.” He squeezed her hand, and she realized that there would be no pulling them apart.

7 “Where are my damn fabric scissors?” she all be growled as she lifted everything off her countertop and threw it back down. The scissors were nowhere to be found. She lifted her eyes heavenward. So help her if someone had taken them and used them to cute anything that wasn’t fabric.

Just as she was starting to wonder if she would be murdering a housemate, Clint dropped her scissors down in front of her.

“So help me if…”

“I used them because they’re magnetic,” he said sheepishly. “I dropped my lucky paperclip and couldn’t reach it, but it came right to the scissors.”

Luminous 1 She was radiant, he thought. He had never seen someone who seemed to just glow with happiness like she did.

And she was his.

Officially and legally as of fifteen minutes ago. She had said he vows and he had said his, and they had signed the paper.

She was his sun, and now everyone would know it. He couldn’t wait to introduce her to everyone as his wife.

His entire body tracked her like he was a flower seeking her warmth. She was luminous and she was all his. Though, for tonight, he still had to share her with the people at the reception.

2 Jane couldn’t stop laughing. “Are you sure you’re using that right?” she asked through laughs that had turned into hiccups.

“Of course I’m not. I don’t know shit about how to use highlighter, but let me tell you, even if I’m totally wrong, this is how I’m doing it from now on. Look at me Jane! I’m luminous!”

Jane couldn’t disagree. She certainly looked like she was radiating some sort of ethereal light. Though she had moved from dew kissed fairy into something slightly more alienlike.

“Well budge over,” Jane said. “I need to get in on this.”

3 “This flashlight is garbage,” she harshly whispered to him. “We can’t see anywhere. How many lumens is this damn thing?”

He didn’t answer at first and she tried not to be upset about that. It wasn’t his fault they were now lurking through the abandoned hospital trying to find their friends and get out of there before the killer on the loose found them.

“I don’t know,” he said with a frown. “Whatever the bureau’s standard issue is. Maybe the batteries are running down.”

“We’re going to die,” she groaned.

“We won’t,” he argued. “You own me a Scrabble rematch.”

She couldn’t help but laugh.

4 “Look,” she breathed reverently as she pulled away from the telescope display. Everything was electronic now, and she had missed looking through the eyepiece in her backyard, so this was quite the treat. She waved him closer to the equipment.

Leo bend over and looked for himself. “Wow,” he breathed. You’re not wrong.” “Right?” she said. “There’s just something about being able to see the moon in your own backyard with such detail. How it illuminates the entire piece. It’s something that no modern display can replicate.” Her voice was soft.

He hummed his agreement.

5 “I can’t believe this is the bridesmaid dress you picked,” Darcy huffed. “Please tell me this is a joke and the real dress is totally different. Or it’s at least a different color.”

“Nope,” Simmons said with a soft smile. “I always imagined a bright bridal party.”

Darcy looked down at the offending fabric wrapping her body. It was like she was wrapped in some sort of tin foil that reflected yellow light instead of a rainbow of colors. It was highly disconcerting.

“Well we’ll all certainly be…luminous,” Jane said, trying to smooth over both of their feelings about the garment.

6 “I can’t believe someone tried to say that this book was some sort of ‘luminous beacon for book clubs everywhere. That it’s the quintessential read of the century’.”

“Agreed,” Pepper said with a curl of her nose. “This was…not good.”

“Don’t sugar coat it,” Maria argued. “This book was garbage.”

“The only way that this is luminous,” Darcy added, “is if we set it on fire.”

“I’ve definitely read fanfiction that was better,” Jane agreed, dropping her book on the coffee table.

“That’s not even hard,” Darcy snorted. “I’ve read Wattpad fic written by a 12 year old better than this.”

7 He had never seen her before, he was sure of it, but he couldn’t stop looking at her once he saw her. She was luminous. She radiated this softness and beauty, but also this intellectual and academic integrity that practically seeped from her pores. He hoped to introduce himself to her, but he wasn’t the only one that he noticed her beauty. She was surrounded by so many others.

But then.

Her eyes lifted up and met his. Suddenly she was smiling and walking his way. “Dr. Fitz?” she asked, her cheeks coloring. “I’m Dr. Darcy Lewis. I’d been hoping to meet you today.”

Gravity 1 She was on the ground. That wasn’t normally a problem, but it seemed she couldn’t get off the ground.

“Not so high and mighty now, are you Dr. Lewis?”

Her eyes scrunched as she felt the pressure pulling her down and keeping her there.

“What did you do.”

His smile was practically feral. “I finally figured out how to change localized gravity. It wasn’t even that hard. And you just walked into the field and got stuck in it. Now you’ll have to do what I say or I’ll turn it up until the force crushes you.”

She turned her head away. “I guess I’ll die then.”

2 “I don’t think the gravity of this situation is really hitting you,” Tony said with a pinched look on his face.

“Oh, I get it all right,” Steve argued back “IO just think that you don’t have any idea what you’re doing. Your solution is asinine.”

Darcy’s eyes bounced back and forth as she watched both of them argue back and forth,

“I’d kill for some popcorn,” she said, before inserting herself into the building argument that was now mostly about disparaging the other’s character.

She let out a loud whistle. “Listen up asshats. You’re both wrong.”

3 He was her gravity. He kept her grounded and secure. She had always expected love to be more like floating, but it wasn’t. At least not the way he loved her. He loved her exactly how she was. It made her feel more secure in who she was and what she was doing. His devotion to her was absolute, and he kept her from second guessing herself. She had never realized that feeling grounded could feel so liberating. Sure, there had been a bit of floatyness when they started, but if she was a balloon, he was holding her string, and she had never been happier.

4 “Maybe before we step out we should, I don’t know, check things like the air and gravity situation? Not to second guess anyone since I’m just the astrophysicist here, but, ya know, that environment might affect what we do when we get out there.”

The leader whose name she knew but refused to use, glowered at her. “You’re not in charge here Miss Lewis. Besides, you’re not here as a scientist. You're here for your social media expertise.” He practically spat the last words.

“It’s Doctor,” she countered. “And I’m here for both you absolute fuckwit.”

5 The situation was grave, but it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Of course, as soon as the thought entered her head, an explosion rocked the wall, blowing debris at her and pinning her down.

She came to unable to feel her legs. Well, that probably wasn’t good, but it also wasn’t the worst thing. She was pretty sure if she could feel them, she wouldn’t be able to think at all for the pain. Okay, the gravity of the situation had gone up. Well, nothing to do for it but get to work on a solution.

6 “Try defuyyyyinnnggg gravity!” she sang at the top of her lungs. She was singing so loud that she didn’t hear the door open and close.

“Oh Darcy,” Jane said as she turned the volume of the music down. “I realized it was a bad breakup, but I didn’t think you were this bad.”

Darcy snorted. “It wasn’t bad at all. This,” she gestured to the room that Jane noticed was covered in comfort foods and blankets, “has nothing to do with that. The breakup was unfortunately timed with my dissertation being denied.”

“What?” Jane said, the color draining out of her face before she turned the volume back up.

7 “Like, what even is gravity?” she asked, slurring her words.

Her companions stared at her. “Do you mean like in science?” Helen asked, her own words not fully enunciated.

“No,” Darcy said, shaking her head and immediately regretting it as the room seemed to tilt around her. “I mean, the drink,” she held up her glass and shook it in emphasis. It was luckily mostly empty and didn’t spill.

“I don’t think that’s the name of it,” Jane said. “It’s g something else.”

“Galaxy,” Maria said, put upon by her own sobriety. “It’s called a galaxy, not a gravity.”

8 “I don’t think you understand the gravity of this situation,” Jane said with a cruel smile. “You denied my best friend her PhD, and now no one can help you. No one will save you from the single stupidest thing you’ve done this decade.”

The man sneered at her. “That’s mighty presumptuous of you,” he said arrogantly. “You might have won a Nobel Prize, but everyone knows that had more to do with Thor than you.”

Jane just laughed. “You have no idea.”

Darcy pulled at Jane’s arm. “Come on. He’s not worth it. Stark’s already almost done ruining him. We need to prepare for my new presentation.”

The man paled and Jane’s smile widened. “Now you get it.”

Radiation 1 “Ummm, that was not a result I was prepared for,” Bruce admitted as he looked over at Helen and Darcy.

“Yeah, I can’t imagine any of us were expecting this,” Darcy agreed from where her skin seemed to have fused to his hip. “This isn’t really how radiation works.”

“Errr,” Helen said from the consul where she had moved a soon as the problem had arisen. “Which one of you recently had contact with an Asgardian?”

The looked at each other and Bruce said, “Last night? We were in New Asgard for a party.”

Helen sighed. “Well that’s a start,” she sighed.

2 The pain was radiating from her legs now and she didn’t like this new development. Sure, it meant that they probably weren’t a lost cause, but it was seriously interfering with her ability to think.

“Darcy?” a voice yelled before coughing. There was still dust heavy in in the air.

“Over here!” she yelled back after covering her face with her shirt.

There was a scrambling sound and then a soft curse and Sam Wilson was in front of her.

“A bit not good,” he said, looking from her legs to her face.

“Really? John Watson now?”

He smiled.

3 “Radiation therapy is my suggested course of action,” he said looking at her from across the desk. She wondered how many times he had had similar conversations across this desk. Probably a lot. It was kind of his job. She wondered if he had all the beats of talking someone through cancer treatment down. If his head was just a giant decision tree that took her answers and gave her the response he had given every time someone asked this question or made that comment.

“Okay,” she said after a deep calming breath. “I know what that means. Do I start scheduling with you now or is that later?”

4 The radiation the planet was emitting was fascinating. It wasn’t what she had been looking for, but she was glad to have found it anyway. “Move one quarter of a degree south,” she said to her tech that was running the telescope. “Read again and then change the spectrum. I want to see what else is going on with this plant.”

“That isn’t our mission, Dr. Lewis,” the intern argued.

She closed her eyes and counted to ten. She was over snot nosed male interns thinking they dictated her research simply because of their genitalia.

“Not our mission. Mine. Do as I say,” she ordered.

5 The radiation fallout had been less than they had expected, but no less impactful. Coulson looked over at her. “You’re glowing” he said.

She frowned. When she looked at herself she didn’t see a glow. She looked back up at him. “I don’t see a glow,” she argued. “Maybe it’s something only you can see? Try looking at yourself or someone else. Maybe your eyes were changed. Something that wasn’t visible before now is?”

He did as she said. “Maybe,” he agreed, looking around, “but you’re the only one I see glowing, and I don’t know what that means.”

6 Darcy’s tears were bitter and she didn’t feel like she had earned the right to cry them. She had known that radiation therapy was a last resort. She knew that the odds were against them. But knowing that and living the results were two different things. It had been just her and her dad as long as she could remember, and now it was about to be just her. The treatment had failed to bring about results. She knew it was just a matter of time now. It had always been just a matter of time, but that hadn’t stopped her from hoping. Now it looked like hope had run out.

7 “That color looks like it belongs on a door warning of radiation,” Jane said flipping her sunglasses down before looking at the dress again.

“Right?” Darcy said gleefully. “Isn’t it perfect?”

“I don’t know why you’re going out of your way to have a bad date. Just tell him no.”

Darcy frowned at her friend. “I can’t just tell him no. He’s a supremely arrogant asshole. He’ll keep bothering me until I say yes. This is much better. I’m going to make him think it’s his idea to never see me again.”

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