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forlorn-crows · 1 year

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Rain getting fucked with a monster dildo and mountain walks in on him, watching him?

oh anon. sweet, sweet anon. you're getting a treat tonight.

i had a little too much fun with this one

Mountain watches him from the doorway, the heavy wooden thing cracked open just a sliver. From his angle, he can see Rain on his bed, lasciviously fucking himself with a dark purple toy. It’s a large one, spiraled and tentacle-like. Mountain watches as he slides it in and out, matching the twisting movements over the length of his cock. He can see it shining with precum, even in the dim evening light.

It’s hot. But he can’t help the pang of jealousy—Envy? Possessiveness?—that hits him in the chest. He palms himself over his jeans, hissing at the contact.

“Oh fuck, Mountain.”He freezes, hand still over his clothed cock. “I can—ah—smell you in the—mmpf—h-hallway.”

Mountain steps into his room and shuts the door behind him. “What’s this, tadpole?”

Rain turns his head lazily in his direction, thighs clamping together to keep the toy fully inside him while he reaches a sticky hand out to the earth ghoul, still pumping his cock with the other. Mountain steps close to him but doesn’t take his hand. Rain lets it hang limp.

He looks up at Mountain, mouth parted. “Cirrus gave me a new toy.” He looks at Mountain’s crotch, smiling at the bulge in his pants. “I like when you watch me,” he says quietly, breath hitching when he shifts his hips.

“It’s big.”

Rain nods, eyes fluttering shut as he teases the tip of his cock.

“Bigger than me?”

The water ghoul shakes his head and opens his legs, silently inviting Mountain to see for himself.

“Hm,” he thinks. He runs a finger down Rain’s body, from the end of his chin all the way down to the base of the toy. Rain whimpers as Mountain presses on it. He feels a little devious, mean even. “Pretty close. I’m not enough for you?” he says with an edge, raising a brow. His eyes trace a line back up to Rain’s face, who’s blushing a deep violet—almost as purple as the toy he’s fucking himself with.

But he’s not shy. “You don’t have a tentacle for a dick,” he says, a little brattiness rising to the surface. Oh, but that really gets Mountain going.

“Maybe not. But I can fuck you better than you’re doing by yourself.”

“Mmpf—s-show me.”

Mountain chuckles darkly. “Sure, raincloud.” He grasps the base of the dildo and pulls slowly, each inch shining with slick as it reveals itself. Now that he’s closer, Mountain can see the swirls of indigo that run throughout the silicone, curling around the molded suckers that spiral from base to curled tip.

“Perfect for a horny water devil, hm?”

Rain whines as the tip grazes his prostate on the way out, making him twitch. “’S nice, yeah.”

Mountain sets the toy aside. He looks down at Rain, taking in the sight beneath him; the wet little tendrils of hair stuck to his forehead, the glint of small white fangs poking into his bottom lip, the slick coating his inner thighs, and the violet tinge to his skin, from the tip of his ears to the tip of his cock, which was still appearing and disappearing in Rain’s fist.

Mountain can’t hide the way his cock kicks in his jeans. He palms himself again as he tugs Rain to sit on the edge of the bed. He nudges Rain’s knees apart, sliding between his legs and towering over him. Mountain tips his chin up, admiring the adoration and need on the water ghoul’s face.

“You’re so pretty. Pliant. Aren’t you?” Mountain leans down to kiss him, licking into Rain’s mouth hungrily. Rain moans into his mouth and clutches at Mountain’s shirt. He’s trying to pull Mountain on top of him, pull him onto the bed with him so he can take him like he always does.

But Mountain isn’t having any of that.

“No, no.” He pulls away and rises to his full height once more. He puts a hand on Rain’s shoulder. “On your knees. Want to fuck that pretty throat.” Rain whimpers, swallowing thickly.

He takes one step back, then another. Rain’s hands grab the air as he disentangles himself from the water ghoul. “And you’re going to watch.” He beckons him over to the large, gold-framed mirror in the corner of the bedroom.

Rain rises on shaky legs, slinking over to Mountain and the mirror. His cock is hard and leaking between them, and Mountain can’t resist giving it a quick squeeze, right at the base. Rain keens, knees threatening to buckle.

Mountain leans into him, hand dipping lower. “Knees,” he purrs into Rain’s ear, pressing his fingers into his taint.

Rain’s legs really do give out at that, and he drops down in front of the earth ghoul. He presses his face into Mountain’s crotch, mouthing over his fly. Mountain cards his fingers into his hair and closes his hand, gripping lightly. The pressure is nice, but the way Rain drools over the fabric is nicer. He rocks his hips into his face, just to enjoy the debauched look already settling there.

Mountain pulls him off his crotch so he can free his cock from beneath the fabric. He unzips his jeans and pulls the elastic of his underwear just past his balls; he doesn’t disrobe any further, not for this.

Rain is back on him in an instant, mouthing over his length with his wet tongue. He laves against the underside, moving upwards to flick his tongue against the frenulum. Mountain growls and grabs his hair again, pulling him off. A string of saliva follows him, connecting tongue to tip.

“You’ll take what I give you, tadpole.” Rain’s eyes go wide, and he nods, almost imperceptibly. Mountain drops his hair and the water ghoul sinks back down a fraction of an inch.

Mountain traces his parted lips with the tip of his cock, not missing how a bead of precum catches on Rain’s tongue. The earth ghoul groans and turns his head to watch himself in the mirror.

Rain is a picture of debasement with his eyes just barely open, showing only a sliver of white and the bottom half of his pond green irises. His hands rest atop his quivering thighs, cock drooling onto the floor between them. Rain just lets Mountain smear his cock wherever he wants: around his lips, down his cheek, across his jaw. And it’s really fucking hot. It nearly makes Mountain forget he’s a little bit mad at the water ghoul.

He keeps his gaze on the mirror. “Open,” he says lowly, eyes fixed on Rain’s mouth. He opens obediently, tongue lolling out and waiting. His fingers dig into his thighs, leaving crescent moon marks in the flesh. Mountain bites back a fuck just starting to form on his lips as he pushes in.

Rain’s mouth is always nice—cool and wet, just like the rest of his body. Mountain looks back down at his actual figure, watching as he takes and sucks on the first half of his length.

“Yeah, take it all. Wanna make you a mess,” Mountain mutters, thrusting shallowly. He returns his hand to the back of Rain’s head, resting the other on the small of his own back. Rain moans in the back of his throat, drool already escaping from the corners of his mouth.

Mountain pushes in further. “More. That’s it,” he coaxes, smoothing the hair off his forehead absentmindedly. Tears are streaming from his eyes now; Mountain knows it’s not from discomfort, just another way he lives up to his water ghoul nature.

“You’re being so good, Rainy,” he praises, any anger now effectively dissolved. Rain just whines through his nose, taking him deeper. Mountain looks back in the mirror, groaning at the sight. “Touch yourself. Let me see.”

Rain lifts a shaky hand to his cock, jolting at the touch and sinking further onto Mountain’s cock.

“Oh fuck, look at you. Look at yourself.”

He does, eyes fluttering open and craning sideways. Rain moans immediately, eyes rolling back into his skull as he jerks himself faster, suddenly desperate.

“That’s good, fuuuck, that’s good,” Mountain groans. He’s panting, infatuated with their reflection.

Rain takes him as deep as he can go, the head of his cock visibly going down and past the back of his throat. He doesn’t know how he does it without breaking his jaw, gagging, anything. But he doesn’t wonder for long, because Rain is constricting his throat around him, swallowing him down. It’s completely sinful and he can’t hold back the sudden rush of pleasure that it sends straight to his gut; his eyes are rolling and he’s cumming with a surprised shout, hot spurts sliding down Rain’s tight throat.

“Oh fuck Rain you—seven hells,” he says, voice cracking. Rain’s milking him through it, not backing off. His eyes are squeezed shut tight, eyebrows upturned, cheeks and lashes wet with streaks of tears.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” Mountain chants, breath completely stolen from his lungs. Vaguely, he registers Rain’s hand flying over his own cock, jerking himself with fervor, frantic and wanton.

Rain lets out a strangled cry as he spills over his hand, spurts of cum dripping onto the floor. Mountain pulls out before Rain can accidentally clamp down on him. The water ghoul swallows and sucks in a breath, ragged and gasping.

“Mountain, oh, oh Lucifer unholy Father,” he coughs out, folding over himself and resting his forehead against the earth ghoul’s hip. “Wow, oh fuck,” he huffs, chest heaving.

“Unholy shit, Rain,” Mountain mutters. He pets his head, tracing around his horns. “That was . . .”

“You,” Rain laughs suddenly, the noise bubbling out of his throat, “you need to spy on me more often.”

#mountains just a lil mean #just a lil #in his own way #and what is this brattiness from rain? hello?#anyway #ask #anon #ficlet #fanfic #the band ghost #mountain x rain #mountain ghoul #rain ghoul #mountain my love

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possuminnit · 7 months

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i just realized that youre a real person and not just an inside joke that all of my mutuals talk about because they talk about you like a mythical creature (/pos) and i thought it was just a bit and then i looked your user up and realized that everyone was just talking about a really cool account and now im embarrassed

anon oh my god this is actually the funniest fucking thing, im so so obsessed with this

#FAVE #most fave ever #NO JOKE THIS IS MY FAVORITE ASK EVER GODD #they talk about me like a mythical creature... that is the only thing i have ever wanted in life im so full of joy #anyway anon i love you Hi hello i am real yes #asks! <3 #anon

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mattodore · 8 months

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Did Matthias do anything illegal in his life? What I mean is morally unacceptable behavior that hurts people. If so, why did he do that?

I mean, has he killed someone? Has he beat someone up? How many times has he done it or has it only been occasionally? Do people find him rude? Should people be afraid of him?

I’ve said this about Matthias before, but he’s someone who’s had violent thoughts and urges ever since he was a child. I do think there’s a possible genetic factor at play there, but I also believe that the way he grew up left something chasmic in its wake, this gouge in his chest that he’s been clawing at ever since. Matthias was severely neglected as a child and his development was… slanted, for lack of a better word. There’s something warped in his head, you know? He’s a product of his upbringing.

To give you a picture of Matthias’s childhood, I want to make it clear that he never had any toys. His nursery was nothing more than a crib in a room. No bright colored walls, no alphabet blocks, no pop-up books. He didn’t play, or… not like most children, at least—not how you’d normally picture a child playing. His childhood was spent alone despite the sheer number of staff on the grounds of the estate. If Matthias reached for a hand or wanted comfort from a nanny or another member of the staff, he’d be pushed away. There was no emotional or physical warmth in the Evanoff household and a harsh line had been drawn between Matthias and everyone around him, including his parents, who he saw no more than a handful of times when he was young. What little socialization Matthias had was… well, it was nothing more than giving orders to attendants or having discussions with his tutors about the subjects he was studying. The staff were forbidden from interacting with Matthias more than was strictly necessary and the effect that had on him can’t be understated.

You can see, then, these early building blocks for cruelty being laid out. As a precocious child whose only real social connection with others was formed through analysis and study, it only made sense that Matthias found himself reaching for the books in his father’s library whenever he could, and through that those very same blocks began to stack. Play for Matthias was deconstructing humanity through history, through fiction, parsing through dense text in the ever-present child’s curiosity: but why? And Matthias’s father was an excessively cruel and frighteningly violent man, so his taste in literature certainly reflected that. This is also what I mean when I say there’s a genetic factor at play with some of Matthias’s impulses. Some of it’s inherited. In a way, he gets this from his mother’s side, too, although she’s a different kind of violent… a hands-off kind. I mean, that violence is how Matthias wound up being tortured for three years while trapped in a “therapeutic” reform school. It’s just as cruel, but it pretends to be righteous. So there’s this snapping violence and this opportunistic kind.

I’m saying all of this because I think it gives context to how much control Matthias exhibits over himself and his violent urges now as an adult. Sure, when he was younger he would react, he’d deride and break and hurt, but he doesn’t do that anymore. It’s not that he feels guilt over the impulses he has—there’s no shame there at all, really. To him, it’s just in his nature to get these flashes, these sudden images of brutality. They’ve been there all his life, you know? It’s normal to him. The only reason he doesn’t act on them is because he had impulse control beaten into him at the reform school and because he’s learned that the social contract is something that he can use to his advantage to get whatever it is he wants. He charms and obfuscates now. In that same vein, it’s not often that people find him to be rude, because he keeps his disdainful and unsavory thoughts to himself. You’d have to be someone who’s incredibly perceptive in order to see through Matthias… which just so happens to be Theo to a T.

So what I mean by this is that now when Matthias does actually act on these thoughts, these urges that dig at his brain, there’s normally a catalyst to them—this trigger that sends fire all through the synapses in his body. Matthias is incredibly loyal to Imani and Theo and he’s someone who’s very protective of them. Throughout his early teen years, back when he and Imani went to the same boarding school, he was constantly shielding Imani from the brunt of the corporal punishment that came with the turf. At that age he was volatile and would even hit back at times, but he knew that would land him in solitude and separated from Imani for days on end, which he just couldn’t have—not if he wanted to make sure nobody hurt her. He learned restraint for Imani’s sake then, but it wasn’t until he was trapped in the reform school that that restraint was fully drilled into him as a result of psychological torture and abuse.

He’s quick to offer a slicing comment, to give a chilling smile, to go eerily still and intimidate with his stare alone, but now as an adult he doesn’t often get physical unless provoked. He keeps it in and he holds himself back, this taut tension in his jaw only there for a moment before the mask submerges him again and holds his head under water. It’s really only when Theo’s involved that Matthias just… God, he really just can’t help himself. The cracks widen and he gets physical. It’s vicious. He has all this strength now, this imagination that only ever comes alive when he’s thinking of this, and he’s had years of experience in actual brawls that were just horrible—he’s been ganged up on, hit with metal chairs, humiliated and jeered at while bleeding everywhere, ripped out of bed and kicked until his ribs broke… It's safe to say that he takes pain like it means nothing to him now. So he swallows the blood he tastes when a hit lands and just plows through like it’s the only thing he knows how to do, like it’s programmed in him. It’s animalistic. It’s vengeful. It’s rapturous.

Like I said, seeing harm come to the only people Matthias loves has a disastrous effect on his self-control. Imani’s in a better place now that she’s an adult, but Theo… well, Theo’s been hurt by a lot of people—his parents, faces at clubs, ghosts from his past… too many instances to even begin getting into each of them. And Matthias has to unravel red yarn before a board and string together all of these physical reactions Theo has around some people, has to tilt his head as he replays the tapes and rewinds through remarks Theo’s made that felt off even before Matthias knew there was something going on there. Theo doesn’t talk about his hurt, doesn’t talk about anything that could make him weak, that exposes the nasty underbelly of his private life, so it’s up to Matthias to pick up on what’s been left unspoken. The specifics may not be there, but it’s enough to see Theo flinch at the sound of his own name being called, to watch him freeze up when a hand raises too fast, to track Theo as he checks the locks once, twice, three times in a row before he moves away. Matthias notices it all and he’s an eye for an eye kind of man. He can’t even help himself there, has no restraint when it comes to Theo, so… he handles it.

The furthest Matthias has ever gone, the worst he’s ever injured somebody, was when he nearly killed someone from Theo’s old summer boarding school. Theo managed to stop him, but only by a hair’s breadth. Matthias could have gone to prison for that one, he easily could’ve, but… there were circumstances and, when it comes down to it, Matthias is obscenely wealthy. In the end, he got off scot-free from attempted murder while the other party was hospitalized. He handled the rest without physical violence, though he certainly wanted to finish what he started. But, at the end of the day, Theo comes first, always.

He’s certainly engaged in far more illegal and immoral activities (his little blackmail moment was a personal favorite of mine), but physically he’s never gone so far as murder (though he’s not opposed…) and while he’s definitely lost control and grievously injured some people, I’d say he’s only ever hospitalized a handful. He keeps himself in check… most of the time, at least. He honestly doesn’t fly off the handle for no reason. If you keep your hands to yourself and watch your mouth then you don’t have to be afraid of him in that way. Still, it’s better to just keep your distance. He has too much fun pulling strings.

#IT WAS THE WAY THE IMAGE WAS CROPPED THAT WAS MAKING IT NOT SHOW UP... LITERALLY WHATTTT? WHATEVER IT'S BEEN CROPPED NOW SO. POST. PLEASE.#river dipping #asks #anonymous #matthias evanoff #theodore doe #echthroi #oc extras #ts4 #cw child abuse mention #cw blood #spent a bit editing this screenshot look at the blood i'm kicking my feet and twirling my hair <3 #while editing this i listened to animal impulses by iamx on a loop it's one of matthias's latest additions to his playlist and woof #''no civilizing hides our animal impulses'' fits him so well. this and bring me back a dog... iamx understands matthias more than anyone #but okay. laying down on the floor forever after finally finishing writing all of this...#i kept deleting everything i would write and starting over like i was going through it with this one #i ended up deciding not to really get into it with the specifics irt the theo stuff #idk i'm conflicted abt it i don't really wanna say anything for sure until i finally make the decision and feel like i can talk abt it #with like... a full grasp of it all? but to that anon from a few months back who asked abt theo's pinterest board: that's who.#................................anyway hello <3 #i was gone for over a week and you may be thinking wow river you must be really far in that game you've been playing about gates #or maybe you thought i've been spending all my time trying to write this reply but ach nae.........................#i've just been reading obsessively like literally reading 24/7 doing almost nothing else #[ayo edebiri voice] i have No. Hobbies. Other Than This.#also my activity feed has been staring at me and i've been staring right back at it since i logged in to post this kjnkgjnh #i need to catch up on some things too i rlly do but you see the draw of reading another epub............ she's a strong temptress #hope you've all been well <3 my avpd is still fighting me but whatever i'm used to it kjngfkjnfh

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murdermitties · 2 years

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hi!! can you draw sol? ive been fixating on him recently since reading skyclan and the stranger. would love to see your interpretation of him! ... (unless you already HAVE drawn him, but i couldnt find him from the search feature)

Sol

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theloveinc · 29 days

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This may be an unpopular opinion about Todoroki but I feel like if you were dating and you didn’t want him to come over to your home because it’s not extravagant and maybe not the cleanest he’d be like the last person to judge you for it

GODDDDDDDD YEAHHHH, this is such an interesting take🧐🧐🧐 because like on one hand, he comes from money which makes it even harder to wanna open up in That Way to him, but then... he's so far from like noticing anything being wrong so long as you're happy that it's so relieving when you finally get to the point of like .. "okay u can come in sorry it's not much / messy blah blah" 🥺... ik he just sits down on your bed and is honestly happy to be there after weeks/months of outdoors dates that he couldn't care less abt the look of things.

(plus if u do wanna clean or organize or renovated he's SO prepared to help. buys all the supplies needed and any new furniture if you want it and it's like... PLEASE U DON'T HAVE TO !! GO AWAY !!! and he literally refuses to take no for an answer....

has this man ever picked up a sponge in his life? put together a piece of furniture? NO, but for he's gonna make it happen...)

also lmfao he's so sick of you acting like you can't touch anything in his OWN house. You know when you go to those extremely, neat richie people houses and it feels bad just sitting on their couch? Sho is truly like .... knocking stuff over just show you that it's okay.

you spill a drop of wine on the carpet and look like you're about to cry and he's tipping his whole glass over to just make you feel better !!!! and truly going ? huh ? when you scream

#todoroki #and if its ur parents/roommates fault he's just like. ok so move in with me hello?#and then you're like HELLO? too and he's like “hi.”#lmfaooooo he is so dajfsdfdahfkjdhfkj #kiri is also my messy house comfort character #my poor boy projection like i know he has struggle meals and a ymca membership still #or the equivalent you know #anyway REEEEEEE todoroki x you = best adhd / autism couple hands down #hehehe ty anon for this!#caitie things #gen

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theflyingfeeling · 6 months

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If Aleksi really went to Oulu all alone to celebrate Olli’s bday I’m gonna cry they are so in looooveeee 🥺❤️

right?? 😭 and I mean, judging by Aleksi's IG post earlier today it's safe to assume he's in Oulu also for some music stuff I guess, but I think we all agree his primary reason for being there is Olli birthday tomorrow 🥰

and yeah they really are so ridiculously in love, because they had almost literally just came home from a month-long tour, and immediately Aleksi travels up north to see Olli again? for his goddamn birthday?! that's fucking amore 😭😭😭😭💕💕💕💕

edit. OMG

#it's all too soft and i will cry #hello yes welcome to the olli/allu delulu in which we have already decided they will indeed be celebrating olli's bday together #while happily ignoring the fact we have been given practically nothing safe for allu's location and the time of his trip to support this 😌#we're so good at connecting the dots so that we don't even NEED the dots. dots are for amateurs anyway. REAL hyper-analysts work raw 💅#edit. scratch that here's our confirmation 💖 because we been knew 😌👀#answered asks #anon asks #ollixallu

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spearxwind · 1 year

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Hi Alex! I was wondering, since there's leviathans of all fuck off sizes, are there other species in this world? Like Wyverns that can fly above and swan dive to say hi to their leviathan buds?

Hiya! There arent any dragons if that is what youre asking, nor any other massive species.

Besides the leviathans and all the regular sealife, fauna in CD is mostly avian (primarily seafaring birds and jungle fowl on the islands)

There are some bigger birds around but they are nowhere near as big as the leviathans are. I think the max size for birds would roughly be around cutter class sized (the smallest leviathan class), and those DO dive for fish like ospreys, though leviathans might chomp at them if they get too close (the same would happen with wyverns too)

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As a note, there's a non-lore adjacent reason for it too, it's that I do not want the focus to shift away from the ocean and the leviathans. If I made giant flying things there would have to be logistics around that and I would not want them to interfere with what I already have.

Though now that I'm thinking about it, it could be really swag to have hunters who ride on big birds (I am immensely biased), though as much as I like it idk if I can make it work without pulling too much focus from the CD vibe haha

#it could be a small regional thing? limited to a biome hmm #I doooo really like the idea of big water beasts snapping things up out of the sky if they fly too close to the water #with talas specifically when he was in an older headworld that DID have dragons in it he would do that so i bet he would do that here too #and so would a myriad of other sea monsters #talas also has an ice beam attack so if something is flying high he can actually beam it and make it fall :) i do think about that a lot #theres uh. this one scene in the eragon trilogy where saphira is resting on the waves like a massive seagull after a long flight #in the middle of the fucking ocean. and suddenly they all get a chill down their spine and she takes off as fast as she possibly can #and then this massive monstrous maw just opens up beneath them and closes just SHY of her tail and wingtips as she ascends #i have thought about that vibe for A DECADE since i read that. its one of my fave things ever even tho it lasted for a paragrapth #and im still mad that glaedr or whatever his name was said 'after all this is over ill gladly settle down and tell you about those beasts'#AND HE NEVER DOES!!! AT LEAST WITH THE READER!! UGH!!! I WANTED TO KNOE ABOUT THAT THING SO BAD #anyway this is my mega random tangent hi hello good afternoon. thank u for asking !!#ask #anon #challenger deep

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lailuhhh · 9 months

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"If I do this, will you let them go?"

Mac’s heart was beating so fast he thought he might’ve had a heart attack. The cheerfulness and laughing he saw and heard through the screen made the situation so much worse.

“So here’s your options. You either leave everything behind— everything— and come with me, or your friends will all die a very, very painful death.”

His eyes didn’t leave the screen. He watched as Jack delivered a punchline that sent everyone into hysterics, Riley folding at the waist and Bozer spitting out his drink.

“I’d like to say I can give you time to choose, but in all fairness I’m rather tired from setting this whole escapade up. So I’ll give you one minute to decide.”

Riley had tears in her eyes from laughing so hard.

Bozer was wiping up the mess he’d made.

Jack had pulled his phone out, ultimately to call Mac and see where he was.

Mac’s eyes shifted from the screen to the table. “If I do this, will you let them go?”

“I’ll even give you the control to dismantle it.”

His eyes went back to the screen before looking at his phone, which was vibrating. Jack’s name and picture showing on the screen.

“Well? What’s it going to be?”

Mac let out a shuttering breath. He wouldnt be able to live with himself if he let anything happen to the people on the screen.

So he nodded.

He left his phone, wallet, and keys on the table, and picked up the gun and followed the man from his house.

#hi sorry this took a second #work was killing me #I restarted this like four times because I didn’t like how it was turning out #what is happening??#I do not know #whomst is the dude??#also don’t know #could be Murdoc if you want #but meh #ANYWAYS #lailuh speaks #macgyver #macgyver 2016 #lailuh writes #ask #answer #hello thank you i love you #ask game #anon ask

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fktonofwhatnow · 1 year

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This might be long, but just love your blogging about Tamlin. It gives me LIFE. The dude is so clearly retconned after book 1 to make us love Rhysand that it’s irritating. I mean: he hates his dad, and never wanted to be a high lord so he wasn’t trained in how to do crap. Even Rhysand remarks on how untrained he is and how he should’ve learned cruelty from his father. But now he cares about the tithe because “it’s tradition”? When did he learn about the tithe if he wasn’t trained? Skehdkdhj 1.

OMg HI THANKS FOR THE ASK

Wait this is such a good point! I mean, clearly Tamlin must have at least One Braincell bouncing around in there if he's been able to successfully run his court for a few centuries. Even if his father didn't teach him all the ways of the court he had courtiers around him who probably would have told him what he's supposed to be doing.

BUT I MEAN ITS A FAIR OBSERVATION that we get back from UTM and now Tamlin cares so damn much about how his dad used to run the court and all this classist shit that Tamlin in the book before SAID THAT HE DIDN'T ADHERE TO BECAUSE HE THOUGHT IT WAS W R O N G

And to think, Tamlin used to have good and fair ideas. He cared about lesser fae just as much as he cared about high fae. He abolished slavery in the spring court because he hated his father and he knew it was WRONG.

I mean there's also the thing that Tamlin had two older brothers and one of them was probably supposed to inherit the title instead of him, but Tamlin isn't actually a literal pig with a piggy brain and piggy thoughts. His dad had Tamlin fighting in his warband, Tamlin was probably always close proximity wise to his father and from there Tamlin must have watched his dad rule the court to some degree. So it's not like Tamlin ran into lordship completely clueless.

I feel like I also remember Feyre saying somewhere that Tamlin doesn't have an inner circle and like, that being a bad thing. What if he did once and then they All DIED or something because that seems probable and he just really hasn't had the time to comb through the phonies in his court to find people he trusts enough to be in his circle? For the love of GOD stop blaming the man for shit that happened to his court because he had the fuckin audacity to say no to some chick he wasn't all that into ok

Also Rhysand and Tamlin have been High Lords for Exactly, and I mean exactly, the same amount of time. Rhysand might be more practiced and learned because he was actually supposed to be the real heir, but its not like Rhysand has any real senority over Tamlin

#dude i totally forgot about this hi anon #anyways hey hi hello i'll add more to this later #tamlin acotar #tamlin #not me defending tamlin again #anti tamlins trash character arc

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