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followerofmercy · 9 months

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I think my favorite thing about Childe is that he is defined by how much other people hate him.

Party rock with me for a minute

Genshin's a pretty lighthearted game. The vast majority of characters like the Traveler, and by extension you. Nobody playable has died yet. For the most part, characters get along. The biggest exceptions are Wanderer (who has his soft moments) and Yae Miko, whose torment of Gorou and Thoma is usually played off for laughs. (Should it be? I don't really think so but that's not the point I'm tryna make here. It's intended to be funny.)

And then there's Childe. The other Harbingers have obvious contempt for him at best and outright hostility at worst. While he clearly respects and idolizes the Traveler, their attitude towards him is more along the lines of "What are you doing here you motherfucker."

Yeah, Yoimiya and Xinyan like him, but they got to know him outside of work in a way. All of Liyue hates him, for good reason. Zhongli probably cares about him on some level but Childe's too pissed off to accept it. His parents are afraid of him.

The only people that have unwaveringly positive opinions of him are his subordinates, who do not know him well, and his little siblings, who he lies to. None of them know him, not really.

Can you imagine what that's like? To break and build yourself into what you thought would be a hero, into the perfect weapon, to get everything you ever thought you wanted, and everyone that matters hates you for it?

#genshin #childe #tartaglia #character analysis #I have so many thoughts about this man #and none of them are normal #and don't even get me started on how him and Diluc most likely met #and have tried to kill each other

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the-goldendragon · 3 months

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I was compelled because I saw this post and the voices won

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#destiny 2 #oryx #hive #my scribble #i have so many thoughts about this man #a good portion of them are not sfw #normal about hive and him (LIE)

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spainstateofmind · 8 months

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it's all "haha Astarion hates kids" until you get to Act 3 and you have to fight a hag that has a child in its belly and he's telling you to be careful how you fight her so that the kid doesn't die

#bg3 spoilers #astarion #I have so many thoughts about this man #at his core he's a good caring person #and that's been used against him so much that he's pushed it down down down #but going around with a heroic Tav who will do everything they can to save someone just brings that heart back up #and he doesn't know what to do about it

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astarionancuntnin · 2 months

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spawn!astarion in the epilogue:

little does he know he almost did

one persuasion roll away from being bitter and twisted

#i have so many thoughts about this man #he lives rent free in my head #my posts #astarion #spawn astarion #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 astarion #astarion ancunin

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shadowbrightshine · 6 months

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You know, what if Mike uses an illusion disc to keep people from sering he's a corpse? I mean, he has access to his dad's stuff. He probably found the plans. Maybe he even found the ones in his brother's toys. He can tamper with the animatronics in the games, so I bet he figured out how to make himself look less dead. Also people wouldn't assume the man they're talking to is purple, so the perception stuff would be easier. Because you can only hide so much decomposition.

Mike puts on long sleeves, gloves, long pants, redoes his bandages, and turns on his dad's old nightmare machine to appear more like a normal member of society.

#mike schmidt #michael afton #mike afton #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf 6 #fnaf 4 #illusion discs #wiliam afton #afton family #fnaf aftons #fnaf posting #fnaf text post #I have so many thoughts about this man #tell me what you think

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recreationalfanfics · 11 months

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Yandere Bane Headcanons:

- Not very likely to kidnap you, unless the Batman notices his dangerous obsession with you and tries to take you away from him, but other than that; he would try to avoid kidnapping you. Not to mention that considering his past with growing up as a Prisoner on Peña Duro, he would feel incredibly guilty if he had to lock up his darling but would do it if he believed it was in your best interest.

- That's because he has resources and contacts all over the world, not to mention that Bane's mind works at far greater levels than the average human brain. He KNOWS your psychology, he has observed you long enough to know how you think and what exact thoughts go through your mind. If you ran away, it would not be long before he found you. Honestly, the longest you could escape from him without the help of the Batman would be 3 days, possibly 5 if he takes a day or two to plan out your little reunion with him.

- Bane doesn't like to punish you, he rather hates it. You aren't meant to cower under his touch, you're meant to lean in to it. To seek it out for protection, for when you have lonely nights and need his body close to yours, and to feel how he treats you so gently and softly compared to most others.

- Instead, if you do something bad that he doesn't like, he gently reminds you that it would take no effort to hunt down your loved ones and thats all he has to say. You stare at him as your imagination runs wild at what this hulking brute could do and when he sees that his threat has finally sunk in, he reminds you that it depends solely on you and your behavior if he'll make good of his threat or not. He then turns around and walks away, leaving you alone with your thoughts. You'll make the right choice and be more compliant from there, he's sure of it.

- Bane just really isn't a sadistic yandere to me, given his past, he doesn't want to break you nor does he want to hurt you, deep down; he truly does love you. So while he may not be a threat to YOU, he is a threat to those who he perceives to be threats or bad influences on you. They will be taken care of swiftly and without your knowledge.

- He will romance you naturally and considering his affinity for books, I garuntee you that he'll be hard to resist. Yes you will be put off by the fact he's a literal war criminal, terrorist, and supervillain...you also are not blind. He is a very fine specimen of a man, the accent and his softened behavior towards you definetly doesn't make it any easier for you to resist him. Even then, he is a man of substance and intelligence so there will definetly be an intellectual attraction in which you can talk to him about anything and he will engage with you about it.

- He is a prominent figure in the criminal underworld and holds a respectable reputation among other assassins and mercenaries, basically, no one is going to mess with you and if they do, they will die a lot sooner than they expected to.

- Okay but in the comics, after he uses venom, he canonically gets sleepy so not really a yandere thing but after using venom, he would most definetly seek you out to be his teddy bear. Holding you close to him as his strong grip keeps you in place as he begins to doze off.

#yandere bane x reader #yandere dc comics x reader #yandere dc comics #bane dc comics #yandere eduardo dorrance #eduardo dorrance x reader #yandere bane #yandere gotham rouges #gotham rouges x reader #dc comics x reader #tw yandere #I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS MAN

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nana-talks · 2 years

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friends don't

pairing: rhett abbott x fem!reader word count: 2k

notes: this man has consumed my every waking thought. inspired by friends don't by maddie & tae.

it’s a dark warm spring night and rhett was driving back home from a rodeo in a neighboring town. he was 2 hours away from home, his fingers drumming against the wheel, still high on the adrenaline of the competition. he knew he should have probably stayed the night, as he usually did - it was a long drive and he was pretty sure his right shoulder was busted.

he nudged the phone next to him on the car bench while keeping his eyes on the road. “call y/n” he asked the artificial intelligence, who put him through with a ring that echoed through the car’s speakers.

“hello?” she asked, her voice a bit sleepy.

“sorry” he said, just now noticing the red lights on the dashboard. 00:32. “i woke you up. i didn’t even think about it, i just wanted to hear your voice.”

“it’s okay, rhett.” he could hear the smile on her voice. she yawned. “i’m here now.” he knew she didn’t mean much by that, but his heart couldn’t help but tug. “so… how was it?”

“not great. i passed, but not great.” he didn’t want to think much about his performance earlier that evening. it wasn’t his worst ride but he got a lucky draw and was hoping for a higher score.

“hey, it’s okay!” she said, trying to cheer him up. “you’ll do better next time. and i’ll be there to watch you so i’m sure that’ll help” she laughs. god, if only she knew.

“yeah, i’m sure you’re right…” he said, truthfully. she giggled again, not noticing how much he actually meant it.

when his father first told him how he always rode better when his mother was watching, he just brushed it aside, thinking royal just wanted to get a rise out of him. “my god, stop it.” he had said. but after that, he noticed he always rode better when she was around.

“what’s this noise?” she asked. he closed his window, trying to muffle the sound of the wind a bit.

“oh… sorry. i’m in my truck. i’m driving back home.” he said, turning up the volume slightly.

“rhett, what the hell!” she exclaimed. oh, he should have known she’d give him hell for this.

“look, i was full of adrenaline and couldn’t sleep, so i decided to just start the drive. it’s not even that far.” he explained himself.

“but you know you crash fast after the adrenaline drops. what if you sleep at the wheel?!” she cried out, he could hear her getting worked up.

“i won’t… you know i’m careful.” he said, trying to calm her nerves.

“god…” she sighed and he could hear ruffles from her other end. “fine, i’ll stay with you, then. keep you awake.” she decided.

“no, you have work tomorrow and it’s already late enough. i don’t even know why i called…” he sauntered off.

“i can take a day off.” she said, nonchalant. why was she like this?

“no, i’m serious y/n, i’ll be fine… go back to bed.” he said, rolling his eyes. he just couldn’t keep himself from calling her. it was almost tradition at this point, that they’d talk after a ride. she could wind him down better than any whiskey.

“hey!” she interjected. “you’re my best friend. i’m not letting you drive alone. so buckle up, cowboy, you’re stuck with me for the next few hours.”

he sighed, leaning against the head rest. he knew she was right, but something about the way she said best friend stung. what kind of best friend would stay awake all night, just talking to the other on the phone?

“get in!” he shouted through the open window. she stood on the sidewalk, furrowing her brow and crossing her arms. “c’mon… the rain’s coming already!” he pointed at the dark clouds rolling in.

she looked up at the clouds and back at her watch, sighed and while rolling her eyes, she opened the truck’s door. she had to jump in, banging the door closed just to spite him.

“i already had a ride home.” she stated, pulling the seatbelt over her chest as he drove off.

“who? luke?” he asked, looking over at her, trying to keep his blood from boiling.

“yeah. he’s just late, s’all…” she said, fidgeting under his gaze. she knew what he thought of luke. she knew this was just going to add fuel to the fire. and as much as she wanted to protect luke from that, she also couldn’t lie to rhett.

“what?” he pointed at the red numbers on his dashboard. “an hour late? you get off at 5.” he scoffed. he knew her schedule by heart, but that wasn’t something they’d address.

“he probably had something come up…” she tried explaining him off. rhett just sneered again. he didn’t even notice he was taking the long way to her place, missing the quickest exit on the highway. she didn’t seem to notice either.

he knew she didn’t want to hear his opinions about luke, she had been clear about that the last time. but he couldn’t help it. “i just think he could have called you or sumthin’.” he tried shrugging off his shoulders.

“rhett…” she rolled her eyes, reaching her hand for him on the car bench, instinctively. “please, let’s not start this again.”

“i’m not startin’ anything.” he said quickly, under his breath. his drawl thicker, his heart starting to race. she sighed, raising her hand to rest against his thigh. he shuddered at the touch. she noticed, also feeling the electric current down her spine.

“either way, thank you for helping me.” she said, genuinely. he knew if he looked over right now, all his nerves would melt at the soft look in her eyes. he knew that as much as he tried to, she wouldn’t listen to him when it came down to luke. she was so infatuated with the idea of him that she was blind to who he really was.

and as much as he wanted to say he’d do anything for her, because he loved her, he settled for: “of course, you’re my best friend.”

“please, just stay until the rain dies down a bit. the roads back to the ranch are so dark… please, rhett.” she begged, holding his hand against hers, resting them at the car bench. his truck was parked outside her house, the porch light on. the predicted rain had finally caught up to them halfway through the drive.

“it’s late… aren’t your parents going to mind?” he tried to find excuses. ever since he felt her touch, his brain was a foggy mess. he needed fresh air, away from her. but as much as his brain knew that, his body was already facing hers, finding every reason to inch just a little bit closer.

“ma loves you, rhett. she’ll be delighted to have you over for dinner.” she laughs, her thumb stroking the back of his hand, absentmindedly. “c’mon, please?”

he couldn’t say no. it was like his tongue disconnected from his brain, unable to form words. he sighed, nodding along to her. she gave his hand a squeeze as her eyes turned into crescent moons, her smile so bright he felt his lungs give out. she pulled him and he squeezed his limbs over the bench to exit through the same door, closest to the porch and out of the rain. he reached his arm over her waist to pull on the handle, trying to fight off the sparks that coursed through his arm when his skin touched her thighs. she managed to open the door, the rain so loud it startled both of them. rhett found his way off the truck while she ran for cover. even so, they were soaked by the time they reached the porch.

when she looked over for him, she couldn’t help but laugh at their state. the white t-shirt he wore underneath his flannel was transparent, a few droplets hanging from the brim of his hat. his eyes ran through her body, noticing the goosebumps against her arms and the way her wet hair was clinging to her face.

“told you it was gonna rain…” he said, pulling off his sopping flannel and wringing it on the porch steps.

her mom suddenly was at the door with two warm towels. “oh, my god, come on in!” and before he knew it, rhett was sitting at the kitchen table, a stew in front of him, wearing her father clothes as his sat in the drier.

it was already 10pm. cecilia had called at around 8 to know where he was. the moment she heard him say her name, she started apologizing. “no, no… forget i even called! just get home safely.” she had said before hanging up abruptly.

her parents had already gone to bed. but he couldn’t manage to say goodbye yet. and neither could she. he had been standing on the porch, playing with his keys, for a full 10 minutes now. they were talking about his upcoming ride, that friday. he wasn’t feeling very confident, his shoulder still a bit sore. she was trying to talk him out of quitting. she rested her head against the door frame, running her hands through her arms.

“here…” he said, automatically, shrugging off his dried off flannel and hanging them around her frame. she looked up at him, doe eyed, and whispered a “thank you”. her hands hid underneath the length of the arms.

he couldn’t avert her eyes. you should step back, he thought. but his body craved her warmth, her scent, her touch. he could feel his tongue forming the words i love you, feel the itch at the back of his throat to just say it. but he couldn’t ruin this, whatever it was they had - this strange friendship that sometimes felt like anything but.

she was the only thing in his life that felt steady, that felt real, that felt his. he wouldn’t do anything that could possibly jeopardize that. even if it meant taking a deep breath, swallowing hard and taking a step back.

he just wasn’t counting on her taking a step forward.

“rhett…” she reached out for him, her hands finding his in the dark, not even needing to look. “please… tell me… am i reading this all wrong?”

“what?” his brain short circuited, his body shaking and not from the rainy wind that still lingered. he stood still, trying to will his lungs to continue breathing.

“it’s just… sometimes i see you lookin’ and i feel like…” she sighed, reading his body language and stepping back, dropping his hand. “god, this is a mistake…”

“no.” he said, his voice so low he felt like he had to manually push the sound from the back of his throat. he caught her hand again, pulling her against him. he felt the air knock out of her lungs in a huff and her chest tug against his. he cautiously let his hands wander around her waist, pulling her even closer. her trembling fingers ran over his collar and he shuddered when she met skin.

“please, rhett… all you gotta do is say it.” she whispered, her eyes so bright even in the dim porch light. he felt like his skin was on fire. he could feel the blush creeping through his chest and neck.

his breath caught in his throat. “i love you.” he said, his voice so low he wondered if she had heard him. “and not as just my best friend.”

she sighed, letting her head drop to his chest, resting her forehead against his collarbones. if for her felt like a release, he was still tense, waiting out to see her response. he understood her mannerisms more than anyone else. he knew when she was stressed or upset from the way she fiddled with her fingers, he knew when she had a good day at work from the slight jump in her step. his body knew she loved him too. from the way her eyes looked at him, from the way her breath hitched, from the way her hands tangled against his hair at the nape of his heck. but his brain had yet to catch up.

“god, i’ve been waitin’ for you to say that.” she finally said, looking up from in between her lashes. she pushed herself on the tip of her toes and crashed her lips into his. and there she was. he was caught up now. she tasted even better than he could have ever imagined. the feeling of her skin against his, the way she drew her fingernails against the back his neck or the way her frame fit against his, everything felt just like he thought it would and nothing like it at the same time.

she tugged him backwards, his hand flying to cushion her head from hitting the wall. he pulled back an inch, breathless. his fingers instinctively ran over her cheeks and jaw, trying to memorize the lust loving blown out look in her eyes. he dropped his touch to run over her lips, fighting the urge to pinch himself awake. her hands wrapped around his wrist, moving his digits as she pleased. her lips curved against the two fingers, kissing them before pushing them against her tongue. rhett felt his dick shift in his pants, sighing “fu-uck…”

the porch light flickered.

“i should probably… get goin’…” he said, breathless, taking a step back. he felt like his knees would give out at any moment.

“or you could stay.” she said. she had a grip on his white t-shirt, not willing to let him go. not when she finally had him, after wanting him for so long.

and if rhett was barely able to control himself before; now, with those doe eyes, batting eyelashes to him, her hands gripping his belt buckle to pull him closer… he was a goner.

#i have so many thoughts about this man #but very little time or energy to put into writing #so bear with me please!!#rhett abbott #outer range #outer range fanfic #rhett abbott angst #rhet abbott fic #rhett abbot smut #lewis pullman #lewis pullman fic #rhett abbott x reader

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harlowehearse · 4 months

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poppy {candle cove} with 10 h and pspspsps?

Going into the new year with unimaginable violence I guess!

#candle cove #candle cove poppy #I have so many thoughts about this man #tw gore #asks #art request

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seraphimhoney · 1 year

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rating my top ten kars icons i have saved in my gallery except like those clickbait 3am youtube videos its gone wrong gone sexual

I like this one cause everytime I look at this image of him in particular he reminds me of a rhinoceros. But like,,, in a cute uwu babygirl way. Like "aww my lil rhino <3" I wanna pet him but specifically the way that Hiccup from How to Train Your Dragon pets Toothless when hes taming him

Very sexy as always, pretty bog standard Kars icon I see this one used a lot. I like his devious little smirk. His hands are very big wow. I'm not saying anything more about that because you know what is occupying my brain anyway.

HHHHHHHHHH the nose bump its so its so its so- listen man i wanna ride his face okay? okay

I actually just deeply enjoy the absolutely bamboozled expression on his face. Bros lips are doing the thingy that all those 2016 hyperrealistic fruit lip artists were eating up. He is ahead of his time once again

Ranking this one so high because I just find it so fucking funny. What is bro doing.

I like this one cause its just RBF and I have RBF too so I feel like we have something in common when I look at it. Also his hair is pretty and I wanna suck on his tits.

I want to be that blade so bad I want to be that blade so bad I want to be that blade so bad I want to be that blade so bad

I actually don't even know what it is about this image in particular but I go a little yagadoobabidhajxn when I see it but like its my astral body and my physical body is sat there in silence with a straight face keeping it all in

Wow I think Kars should get more sweaty more often anyway moving on

HQHSVDJQ ITS JUST SO PRETTY I GO FERAL FOR THIS SPECIFIC IMAGE AND ITS LIKE ???? THE HAIR IS COVERED THE TITS ARE HIDDEN IT IS JUST HIM CONTEMPLATING DEEP IMPORTANT THINGS AND LOOKING CUTE AND I JUST Hhahkwmrbf I wish he kept all those gold jewellry accessory things the whole time he had his turban on but I get they were probably an inconvenience to animate :(

So yeah to conclude my important research I am a simp and I have too much time on my hands this was so fun to make though

#i needed to let this all out actually #i have so many Thoughts about this man #jjba #kars #jjba kars #jjba pillar men #kars jojo

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muertawrites · 2 years

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eddie’s the type of best friend who would make you a super cheesy mixtape when you go thru a breakup (i’m talking songs like “i don’t fuck with you”, “glad he’s gone”, “ugly heart” because let’s be honest, he listens to hella music, he just owns the metal for street cred) and inadvertently become your next boyfriend in the process

#eddie munson #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #i have so many thoughts about this man #since u been gone would also be on said mixtape #and you'd scream it at each other while driving in his car or hanging in one of your rooms #eddie would constantly list reasons you're better off without him #inadvertently exposing himself as being completely in love with you to both you and himself #... this might become a fic

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