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Caught in the Act
Pairing: Reiner Braun x f!reader
Word count: ~ 5.2k
CW: Minors do not interact, smut, f!reader, modern AU, slightly self ship coded (but not in a noticible way, I hope!) basic pet names used (princess, babe, etc), established relationship, light teasing, male masturbation (briefly), fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, cursing, not proofread, and if I'm missing any tags, please let me know so I can add them!
A/N: It's been awhile since I've tried writing smut so this is the first time in awhile and I'm still rusty so it's not nearly as descriptive as I could be but hopefully that'll come back to me as I attempt to write more little bits like this. This wasn't proofread so it'll probably have some mistakes that I'll maybe edit later.
Summary: You and Reiner have the day off but as you have plans earlier in the day, you decide to text your boyfriend a teasing photo while you're out. When you return home, you catch Reiner in the middle of pleasuring himself, which leads to you facing the consequences of sending the photo to him in the first place.
Reiner hated that he wasn’t going to get to see you nearly as much as he wanted today. The two of you had the next two days off but you had appointments scheduled and you planned on going to lunch with your best friend. All of which meant that he was going to have to find things to do while you were out. You had already written out the grocery list and as much as the blond man didn’t want to go shopping on his own, he knew it would be something he could do so he didn’t spend all day at home pouting because he couldn’t cuddle with you on the couch.
As usual, Reiner woke before you and as much as he wanted to wake you up with kisses, he knew where that would lead and you had already warned him last night that he would have to keep his hands to himself as much as possible until you got home again. So he settled for gently brushing some hair out of your face before softly saying your name.
You woke up, blinking slowly as your eyes adjusted to the dim light in your bedroom. You smiled lazily at your boyfriend and leaned in to steal a soft kiss, laughing when Reiner grunted when you pulled back. You rolled out of bed, feeling Reiner’s honey colored eyes watching your every move. You glanced over your shoulder at him with a raised eyebrow and watched as he climbed out of bed as well.
“I’ll go make us breakfast,” you said by the time you were halfway out the door.
Reiner watched you walk out of the room with a sigh before getting out of bed as well. He dug out some clothes from the closet to pull on, not worrying too much about what he was going to wear. By the time he joined you in the kitchen, you were already cooking pancakes for the two of you. He huffed softly as he sat down at the table to watch you. What he really wanted to be doing was standing behind you with his arms around your waist but he didn’t want to incur your wrath either so he was trying harder than usual to behave himself.
You laughed as you glanced back to see him sitting at the kitchen table with his head in his hand, pouting. You shook your head at Reiner’s dramatics but didn’t beckon him over like you usually would. If he was going to try to keep his hands to himself, you weren’t going to try to tempt him. You didn’t have much time this morning before you knew you had to leave for a handful of routine doctor’s appointments. Today was the first day you had enough free time to schedule the appointments. Had you known in advance that Reiner was going to have the day off today too, you would have put off the appointments a little longer so you could have today and tomorrow all to yourselves.
You set a plate down in front of Reiner before sitting down by him. Your foot absently started to brush along his calf and he nearly choked on some of his breakfast when he felt it. The only reason you stopped was because you could see the way his face started to flush and how his chest was starting to rise and fall erratically.
You both chatted a little, with you reminding him that you should be home around 3 that afternoon and then you would be all his. It was a lot of time for your boyfriend to try to fill so he wouldn’t think of you too much but Reiner thought he could do it. When you got up from the table to get ready to clear it, he jumped up to do it first, shaking his head as he took the plates from your hands.
“Go get ready, babe. I’ve got this,” he said before leaning down to kiss you, the plates balanced in one hand. Unlike when you kissed him earlier, Reiner was slower to pull away from your soft, plump lips. When he did, he grinned to himself at the slightly dazed look on your face. “I’ll see you around 3.”
You headed for your bedroom, laying out your outfit for the day on the bed, before you shuffled off to take a shower. Reiner heard the water running and groaned to himself as he finished loading the dishwasher. The temptation to try to join you in the shower was almost too much for him to take. He headed down the hallway, stopping at the bathroom door and taking a deep breath. He had to steel his nerves before opening the door because he didn’t think he would have the willpower to stop himself from joining you otherwise.
“Y/N?” Reiner called out softly, poking his head in the door. If he stepped into the steamy room, he knew he would lose all resolve so he lingered at the door. “I’m gonna head out to go grocery shopping. If you think of anything that you need or want that’s not on the list, just text me.”
“Okay,” you said, not even bothering to look over toward the door. You knew what would happen if you did and you were still trying not to tempt the blond man. “Everything should be on the list though.”
“Mhm,” was Reiner’s absent-minded reply as he stared at the glass shower doors, just able to make out your form as he watched you. He suddenly shook his head when he realized what he was doing, clearing his throat. “I’ll see you around 3. I love you.”
You turned off the shower just as Reiner spoke but you didn’t move to exit the shower just yet. “I love you too, Rei.”
He quickly shut the door, feeling his pulse already starting to quicken the moment the water turned off. Reiner closed his eyes as he leaned his back on the door, trying to get his mind off of the thought of you naked on the other side of the door. He knew he could resist but part of him really didn’t want to wait until later today to ravage you. When he heard the blow dryer going, Reiner took another deep breath and pushed off of the door to put on his shoes.
It wasn’t long before he left, not wanting to linger too much longer. If he focused on the errands that he had to run, he would make it through the day. At least that was his hope. He knew he could probably even run to the gym to work off some of the sexual tension that he was feeling this morning. Anything to keep his mind off of you.
You hadn’t heard Reiner leave but you slipped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around yourself nonetheless. The house was quiet so you knew he had probably left. When you got to the bedroom, an idea started to form in your head. You wanted to give Reiner something to look forward to so you made sure you put on his favorite bra and panties set. It was one that he had picked out for you when you had been out shopping together and any time that you wore it, Reiner couldn’t keep his hands to himself.
Once you had it on, you moved to the full length mirror on your closet door, snapping a picture of yourself. You smiled a little at the photo after taking it and decided to wait to send it to Reiner later. You checked the time and knew you had to rush to get ready but you were out the door just in time to hopefully make it to your first doctor’s appointment on time.
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You had finished most of your doctor’s appointments and were now waiting in line at the pharmacy to pick up your prescriptions and some vitamins and supplements when your friend texted you about lunch. You texted her back that you would meet her in 20 minutes. Since your phone was still open, you smirked to yourself as you quickly sent Reiner the picture you had taken earlier with a ‘can’t wait to see you at 3’ added for good measure. You already knew what Reiner’s reaction would be when he saw the photo so you knew you would be in for it when you got home but that was the whole point.
Once you got everything and paid, you headed out to your car. Your phone went off and you checked it once you were in the car only to find what amounted to a keyboard smash from Reiner. It was quickly followed by a text calling you a little minx, telling you he was going to make sure you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. With a smirk, you texted back to tell him that was your hope before tucking your phone away so you could drive.
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Reiner knew he was going to need to work off the sexual frustration he was starting to feel after your text. He had gotten it while he was eating lunch at a small cafe. He had already shopped and put all of the groceries away at home, busying himself as best as he could. He had even gotten a bouquet of flowers to put on the kitchen table to surprise you. Since he didn’t want to be stuck at home, he had decided to go grab some lunch and to make a stop at a shop that he knew you liked where they sold handmade chocolates.
He had barely started to eat his lunch when the text arrived and immediately Reiner was shifting in his chair, trying to readjust himself. Your response hadn’t done anything to calm him down either. Reiner closed his eyes and softly groaned, trying to think of anything other than that photo you had sent him. That was when he decided the gym would be his next stop instead. His gym bag was still in the trunk of the car so he wouldn’t have to stop at home for anything.
He put his phone in his pocket to stop himself from looking at it again before he focused on the food in front of him. It was taking more of his willpower than he thought to keep his mind off of you though. But he knew he could do it. Because he knew when you got home, he was going to bend you over the arm of the couch if he had to so he could remind you how much he missed you.
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You had been surprised that Reiner hadn’t tried calling or texting you again but you made it through lunch without hearing from him. Your last appointment, the one with your therapist, was canceled due to your therapist having a family emergency so you headed straight home, hoping to surprise your boyfriend. You parked and headed for the door with a little bounce in your step, excited to see Reiner again after spending most of the day away from him.
When you opened the door, you heard the soft sounds of Reiner moaning and whimpering from the living room. You bit your bottom lip softly, feeling your breath catch for a moment before you slipped off your shoes. You quietly set your keys on the table by the door and left your purse by the door. You didn’t want to disturb Reiner after all as you started toward the living room. The sounds only got louder as you got closer and you could already feel your excitement growing.
You stopped in the doorway, softly gasping at the sight before you. Reiner was sitting on the couch, his t-shirt pulled up to expose his abs and a bit of his chest. He had his sweatpants pulled down just enough to free his cock, which he was furiously pumping with one hand while holding his phone in the other. You didn’t have to get any closer to know what it was that he had his eyes fixed on as he fucked his fist.
You could feel your body heating up, the throbbing between your legs starting to grow. If you kept silently watching Reiner, you knew that feeling would become unbearable but you also knew that he wouldn’t leave you unsatisfied once he became aware of your presence. The waiting would make it sweeter or that was what you kept telling yourself as you felt your legs shake just from hearing Reiner whimpering your name as his hand pumped faster and faster.
The phone fell from his hand as his head fell back, eyes closing as his hips bucked up to meet his own thrusts. His chest rose and fell frantically as he started to cum, the sticky stream coating his stomach as he continued to work himself through his orgasm. It was clear that he was trying to coax out every last drop as he grunted and groaned, your name obscenely slipping out from his slightly parted lips as Reiner started to pant softly.
“Fuck, baby,” you murmured but you clearly spoke louder than you had meant because you saw Reiner’s eyes open to fix his soft gaze on your face. Without realizing what you were doing, you had started to walk toward him, watching as his face flushed.
Reiner’s blush spread all the way to his ears as his face heated up with embarrassment. He started to quickly clean himself up, muttering some sort of apology as if you weren’t supposed to see him doing that just now. He pulled down his shirt and pulled up his pants as you stopped at the edge of the couch.
“You act like I’ve never seen you do that before,” you teased, your eyes slowly looking him over. “I’m usually the one getting all shy while you watch.”
Reiner swallowed thickly, shaking his head. “You weren’t supposed to be home yet.”
You let out a soft laugh as you sat down on the arm of the couch. You saw the way your boyfriend looked you over though, his pupils still blown and a lustful look in his golden colored eyes. Your body trembled a little as he started to shift to stand up, looking up at him with your eyes widened. Before he reached you, you slipped off of the arm of the couch and started to back away from Reiner, giggling softly.
He followed you, moving slowly but deliberately. He was like a predator stalking his prey. He wasn’t in any hurry because he knew it wouldn’t be long before he had you trapped. You weren’t looking at where you were going but Reiner knew that soon your back would be up against the wall. You let out a soft oof as your back hit the wall and Reiner chuckled, quickly closing the gap between the two of you now.
He pressed his large muscular body against yours, licking his lips. He looked like he was about to devour the most delicious meal ever and honestly that wasn’t too far from the truth because he was ready to devour you. His hands moved down the sides of your body slowly until he was able to lace his fingers with yours. He chuckled when you offered no resistance to him, pinning your hands above your head.
Reiner held them there with one large hand wrapped around both of your delicate wrists. He looked down at you with an almost lopsided grin on his face. He used his other arm to lift you easily and you immediately wrapped your legs around his waist. He pressed his hips hard against yours and you let out a gasp as you felt that he was hard again already.
When he captured your lips in a kiss, it was rough and hungry. His tongue didn’t politely ask for entrance into your mouth. Instead he pushed his tongue into your mouth forcefully but you didn’t hesitate to part your lips for him when you realized what Reiner wanted. You moaned against his lips, your hips rolling a little against him but he didn’t stop. He wanted to remind you that you were his with this heated kiss.
Just when you started to feel dizzy, needing to catch your breath, he finally pulled back from your lips. His lips were soon trailing messy kisses along your jaw as he worked his way toward the side of your neck. You tilted your head enough to give Reiner more access to the soft, sensitive skin of your throat and he took full advantage. He soon had you moaning and whimpering his name as his lips and teeth grazed your skin. He made sure to suck on the most sensitive spot at the crook of your neck, leaving a mark behind.
You were panting as he pressed himself against you a little harder, rocking his hips so his clothed cock rubbed against you. You whined softly, his name falling from your lips once more as you struggled slightly in his grasp. There was no getting away from him and he enjoyed the way you tried to squirm with his body pressed up against yours.
“You’re not going anywhere, princess,” Reiner roughly whispered before his lips brushed against your neck again.
“Please, Reiner,” you whined, begging him for something. It was difficult to say if you were trying to get him to loosen his hold on your wrists or if you wanted more of him although it was likely a combination of the two. You wanted to touch him, to show him how much you wanted him. The best you could do while pinned to the wall was to attempt to grind your hips against his.
He groaned as you moved in just the right way to create a delicious amount of friction between your bodies. It was only a hint of what would come but his hand released its hold of your wrists as he moved to slip that hand under your shirt until he was cupping and massaging your breast. You gasped but one of your arms wrapped around his shoulders as your right hand slipped into his hair.
As your nails lightly scratched his scalp, the movement of Reiner’s hips became a bit more deliberate. Each movement was nearly a thrust of his still covered cock against your still clothed pussy. Your back arched away from the wall as much as you could with your much larger and stronger boyfriend still pressed against you.
Reiner pulled you away from the wall, one arm firmly holding you against him although your legs around his waist helped. He didn’t say a word as he carried you to the bedroom, leaning down so your back was now pressed against the firm mattress of your bed. Immediately his lips were back on your throat even as he started to undress you. You were just as eager, pulling up his t-shirt and whining when you couldn’t get it over his head because his lips were still attached to your skin.
Reiner chuckled softly but he pulled back and let you remove his shirt, taking the opportunity to do the same to you. Both pieces of clothing were haphazardly tossed to the floor and soon after almost all of the clothes you both wore were lying in random spots on the floor. Reiner was completely naked but you were still in that bra and panty set you had put on this morning to tease him. He smirked as he looked down at you, letting his fingers play a little with one of the straps of your bra.
He let his eyes slowly drink in your form as you laid beneath him, a hunger in his eyes that was greater than any you had ever seen there before. He was kneeling on the bed, his knees on either side of your thighs. “Mm, kinda wanna fuck you just like this, love,” Reiner said, almost growling the words as he let his fingers trace the curves of your breasts. Soon his hands were trailing down your body and he chuckled as he watched you shiver and squirm beneath him.
His hands stopped at your hips and it wasn’t long before you were trying to spread your legs a little more for your boyfriend as one of his large hands slipped down between your legs. Every brush of his fingers on bare skin made your whole body tingle but when his hand reached the crotch of the lacy panties you wore, you nearly whined for more. He let two fingers slide in the side of your panties, slowly teasing you as he let his fingers explore a bit.
Reiner smirked at the soft whimpers that fell from your lips as your hips rolled upward slightly. You couldn’t seem to form words while he took control like this, your head too dizzy to focus on anything that wasn’t Reiner’s touch. He tsked softly and shook his head even as the tips of his fingers dipped inside of you, making you gasp.
“You’re so wet already for me already,” he said even as he pushed his fingers deeper, watching your eyes flutter closed. Reiner reached his left hand up, lightly grasping your chin and tugging to tilt your head up slightly. “Uh-uh, princess. Eyes on me.”
You slowly opened your eyes as you felt the pad of Reiner’s thumb brushing and tugging at your bottom lip. You parted your lips and bit down on his thumb before leaning your head up enough to take the very tip of his thumb into your mouth to suck on it softly. If you weren’t so wrapped up in the way Reiner already had you feeling dizzy as his two fingers pumped in and out of your pussy, you might have smirked at him when you heard your boyfriend grunt softly at the feeling of your lips on his thumb.
His long, thick fingers continued to work your core, groaning as he could feel your walls tightening around his fingers. Reiner slowly pulled his thumb from your mouth and reached down to pull the crotch of your panties to the side a little better, allowing him to push his fingers even deeper inside of you. His thumb, still wet with your spit, started to lazily circle your clit, making your back arch gently off of the mattress.
“You look so pretty like this,” he softly said as he quickened his pace, his cock almost aching. But Reiner wasn’t stopping until he made you come undone for him with just his fingers. He could feel how close you were already but he didn’t let up the pace, wanting to give you every bit of pleasure he could. “Fuck, y/n, you feel so good.”
You wanted to respond but anything that wasn’t a moan or Reiner’s name seemed to die on your tongue before you could form a response. Your hands were gripping the sheets beneath you, tugging on them as your hips rolled up to meet the thrust of his fingers. He knew just how to touch you so it wouldn’t be long now but you also knew if Reiner wanted to prolong this, he could. His fingers found that sensitive spot inside of you, hitting it just right with each thrust to make you lose all sense of thought.
“A-almost,” was the only word you could gasp out before your back was gently arching off the mattress again, your lips parted in a soundless moan.
Reiner groaned, his thumb changing the pattern he used to rub your clit. He felt your walls tighten even more around his fingers and his hips actually bucked at the sensation but he never took his eyes off of your face. He could see the blissed out look your features took on as he felt you starting to cum.
“That’s it, baby,” he cooed even as you whined softly, your body writhing beneath him. His fingers continued to work to draw out the pleasure you felt. He was almost certain that the sheets would be soaked by the time he was through with you tonight. “Shit, you look so good like this. Just a mess for me.”
You couldn’t keep your eyes open as Reiner continued to finger you through your orgasm, your toes curling as you repeated his name like a prayer. Your hips were rolling to meet each thrust of his fingers and you felt his cock brush against your inner thigh, which nearly caused you to cum all over again.
Reiner slowed his thrusts as he heard you whimpering, easing his fingers out of you with a self-satisfied smile on his lips. He waited until you were looking at him again, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. Then he slipped his fingers, wet with your slick, into his mouth. He hummed around his own fingers, licking and sucking every bit of wetness off of them.
“Reiner,” you whined, your hips rolling gently in anticipation. You wanted more. You wanted him inside of you. You wanted all of him but you could tell Reiner was enjoying the tease right now. Still you watched him intently as his fingers slipped out of his mouth and he started to lean toward you.
You reached up and pulled him down toward you, making the blond man chuckle at your eagerness. Still he pressed his lips against yours, taking his time as he kissed you. You could taste yourself on his lips as you parted yours to brush your tongue along his seam of Reiner’s lips. He moaned as his lips parted and you slipped your tongue inside his mouth. Your kiss was hungry and filled with your desire for him and he started to ease the tip of his weeping cock inside of you as you continued to kiss.
Your nails lightly dug into the back of his broad shoulders as you moaned into his mouth. His hips moved to ease more of his throbbing cock inside of you as your right hand slid up until your fingers tangled into his short cropped blond hair. Your hips rolled forward as if to help him enter you completely and Reiner’s hands slid down until he was gripping your hips, holding you still as he paused his movements.
You whined softly as he pulled back from the kiss, trying to wiggle gently against his hold but it was no use. You weren’t going anywhere as Reiner kept his cock sheathed inside of you, both of you breathing heavily. Your eyes rolled back the moment that Reiner’s hips began to move again, pulling back and snapping forward. You tugged at his hair as his pace began to build slowly.
“That’s it, princess,” Reiner cooed, his voice rough with desire. His thrusts were growing rougher with each movement that he made. His eyes were heavy lidded but he didn’t pull his gaze from you, wanting to see every expression as he pounded into your pussy. “Take it. Take all of it.”
It wasn’t long before the only sounds filling the room were the lewd sounds of skin meeting skin with each thrust of Reiner’s hips and the desperate whines and moans coming from each of you. He reached one hand out to grip the headboard while the other held on to your hip to keep you pinned to the mattress. Each of you panted and whispered moans as Reiner’s pace quickened.
“Ahh- ahh- fuck!” he groaned as he felt your walls tightening around his cock. His hips stuttered a little before he recaptured that steady rhythm from moments earlier. “You close, baby? Huh? F-fuck … come for me then.”
Your heels pressed a little into the backs of Reiner’s thighs, causing his thrusts to become shorter but no less rough. If anything, he found that he was able to fuck you harder and faster this way. Your eyes rolled back as your neck arched gently and Reiner took the opportunity to kiss and suck on the soft skin of your throat, trying to leave more marks on your skin so there would be no doubt who you belonged to.
Your orgasm ripped through your body suddenly, like a coil in your belly suddenly snapped, and it seemed to pull your boyfriend right along with you. He was whining softly as he came without warning, filling you with his cum. His thrusts were erratic but they didn’t stop as he rode out his own wave of pleasure. Reiner was panting as he finally slowed to a stop, pulling out of you with a sigh.
Your eyes fluttered open as you fixed your slightly dazed eyes on the man that was leaning over you. He was supporting most of his upper body weight with his arms as he watched you start to come back down from the high of him making you come. You couldn’t feel it yet but in the morning your body was going to be sore and there would be bruises on your hips and anywhere that Reiner had deemed fit to bite down or suck on your skin. Right now you were still running on adrenaline as you smiled lazily back up at Reiner.
He reached out and lightly brushed away some of the hair that had stuck to your sweaty forehead. He heard you hum softly, making him laugh. You were clearly still too blissed out to form words. Once he had caught his breath enough to speak, however, he shifted slightly to lay on his side beside you, pulling your body tight against his own before softly whispering near your ear.
“I’m going to get a bath going for us,” Reiner said as you turned your head toward him. He watched you nod and laughed yet again as you attempted to steal a kiss although your lips connected with the tip of his nose instead. “I’ll strip the bed and get the sheets washed too. Okay?”
You nodded as you felt him carding his fingers gently through your hair. You attempted to get up when Reiner moved and he shook his head at you. Still you stood on shaky legs, causing your boyfriend to swoop in and scoop you into his arms, carrying you bridal style as he headed for the bathroom.
“So stubborn,” he teased and you laughed softly as you rested your head on his shoulder. He carefully set you on your feet near the toilet and you held on to the counter while Reiner started to run the water, checking the temperature before plugging the tub to let it fill with the warm water.
“I’ll be right back,” he said as he headed to the door and again you nodded silently.
Once he was out of the room, you stripped down and quickly used the bathroom. You tried to clean yourself up a little but you ended up sitting on the lid of the toilet as you waited for Reiner to return. He smiled softly as he saw you sitting there before he quickly turned off the water. He held out his hand to you and helped you into the tub, moving to sit behind you. You sat between his legs and leaned your back against his chest, letting out a soft sigh.
In the quiet of the bathroom, the two of you let your bodies relax and your tense muscles unwind. Reiner held you, placing soft kisses along your shoulder occasionally. And while the two of you still had the rest of the night to yourselves, this moment was all that you needed.
#tessie writes#reiner braun smut#aot smut#attack on titan smut#reiner x y/n#reiner x reader#reiner braun x y/n#reiner braun x reader#modern au#attack on titan modern au
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Aside from the scenes leading up to (and including) how Magritte and Raf meet Cortes for the first time, what are some other prose-y little scenes/vignettes you'd like to read about the Hi-Note crew?
(Like--in the same narrative style as the two meet-cute scenes)
#i really wanna write the scene where Raf brings Magritte along to meet his uncle for the first time...#which Raf plays off as a “gotta swing by my uncle's for a second if you don't mind”#but is actually a “I wanna get my uncle's opinion about you before I admit to myself that we're not just roommates lol”#actually there are a few Uncle Bill scenes I wanna write...#and a ton of really important Tessie scenes that I wanna hold onto until I have dispensed more earlier stuff hhhhHHH#and maybe some smut lmaoooo if I can be courageous enough.
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A few people have already seen it but I'll leave this sneak peak of the Yule Ball fic here as my apology for moving at a snail's pace
“What in Merlin’s name are you wearing?”
Sebastian gaped openly at Garreth, internally fighting the laugh that threatened to spill forth from his mouth despite his best efforts to smother it. The Gryffindor was decked out in quite possibly the most atrocious set of dress robes he’d ever seen, and judging by the look on the red-head’s face, he knew it too. It was frilly and lined with lace, and the material looked like a curtain that had been snagged off a window and stitched into something resembling clothes.
Garreth’s face contorted into a pained expression, chancing a look down at himself and curling his hands into loose fists. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
“I’m sure you don’t,” Sebastian remarked, lifting his glass to his lips in a bid to hide his growing smile. “Can I guess? Please let me guess–”
“No,” came his flat reply.
“What is it?” Ominis asked curiously, turning away from the long table of finger foods to join in the conversation. Unlike Weasley, he looked like the epitome of poised finesse in his dark, tailored suit. “Whatever it is, it smells old.”
“Oh, it looks old too. Seriously, where on Earth did you find such an antique?” Sebastian teased, and Garreth’s eyes made a full trip around their sockets before he waved off the jab.
“Ha ha, very funny. If you must know, these have been in the Weasley family for years–”
“Clearly.”
#I'm writing the smutty bit currently so it's almost done#I have to go into work early though so I can't get as much of it written this morning as I would like#but yes here have some of Aunt Tessie's robes because it makes me laugh every time I re-read it#although I guess they aren't her robes yet technically but SEMANTICS#I'll definitely get it done by this weekend though maybe even by tonight if I don't go anywhere#wip
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realized that czechia would so be a chinchilla owner
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That’s the promise of ChatGPT and other artificial approximations of human expression. The history of technology says that these things have a hype cycle: They promise; we fear; they catch hold; they under-deliver. We right-size them. We get back to the business of being human, which is machine-proof.
Tressie McMillan Cottom, from “Human This Christmas” (NY Times, Dec. 20, 2022)
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It’s interesting looking at Tazmily and remembering what villagers never say a single bad thing to you, and what characters are surprisingly a little snippy. Case I think it’s easy for me to forget that Abbot and Bob have some rude things to say— not NEARLY as bad as some of the others, but it’s interesting seeing how even they can be a little unkind to Lucas even though I’d generally consider them to be sweet characters. I don’t think they hold anything against Lucas, they just think he’s weird for not getting into the changes to society more than anything else. But still, it’s there a LITTLE bit. Far as I know, they only have one snippy line apiece.
Out of my favorite male villagers, Paul is the only one who never says a single bad thing to Lucas. Dude is just a nice guy the whole time and I love him for that. He’s always helpful and friendly instead.
#psy's no punctuation posts#mother tag#m3 notes#and abbey is sweet except for the time she’s transphobic at Ionia#but it’s okay it’s just bad writing. i know her better than Itoi and she would never say this stuff#Tessie too wtf#anyways GRJF#whenever I get to ch7 I’ll probably reblog the stupid tier list I made#based on how the villagers responded to Ionia lol
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Can I request when Daeron either claim Tessarion/ or she is hatched? It will also be amazing if it's slapstick funny at the expense of either Aegon or Aemond. Because we know that Helaena is too smart to be caught up in shenanigans.
This was very fun to write! Ended up as a whole sibling set moment, hehe. I went the hatching route as I generally believe in it! Hope you'll enjoy <3 (also forgive me for any mistakes, I ended up writing this till 1am lol)
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“I told you it will hatch,” Aegon says, the cobalt dragon fighting against the folds of the bedsheets squeaking. Aemond looks at the little hatchling intensely, but only Helaena dares to sit on Daeron’s bed, overwatching the dragon clawing the furs as if they were bears or stags.
“Is Tessie!” the four-year-old Daeron proclaims aloud, gathering the face of the beast into his hands. The dragons squeaks in his hands, but those squeaks turn to croons when Daeron nuzzles against its face.
“You can’t call it Tessie,” Aemond says, appalled. “That’s a tavern girl’s name, not a dragon’s.”
“What tavern girls do you know already?” Aegon snorts at him, poking at his side.
“There’s one in that song…” Helaena supplies, which only adds to make Aemond red. She briskly moves away from the topic, however, waving her hand. “But Daeron had a maid named Tessie,” she moves closer to her youngest brother, pinching him at the round of his cheeks. “Didn’t you?”
Daeron reddens and moves away from her grip. The little dragon releases a puff of smoke in discontent, and Helaena slides away carefully back to the edge of the bed, staring down at it.
“You are going to make the hatchling burn up, Hel,” Aegon says, and promptly brings his own hand to Daeron’s hair, if only to indicate further he does not mean the blue beast in their midst. Said blue beast tries to lunge at Aegon’s hand while Daern’s ears turn redder, too. He yelps and snatches it away quick enough, however. “Are baby dragons supposed to act like scaled rodents?”
Certainly, the whole of them wouldn’t know; little Tessie is a first hatching for their family.
Daeron, mildly offended on his bonded dragon’s behalf, hugs the dragons close and yells at him. “It’s Tessie, not rodent!”
The dragon even manages a little, blue flame that escapes from its mouth, to further drive the point in.
Aegon takes a step back defensively and puts his hands up in defeat, a goofy expression on his commonly sullen face. “Bah. Fine, it’s not mousy, that’s for sure. But Tessie is too normal of a name though, Mond’s right.”
Daeron pouts at that. “But…”
“It can still be Tessie,” Helaena says from the side of the bed. “But it might be nice to make it a part of a grander sounding name, for when it’s going to be big and mighty?”
“Part of…?”
“There’s a family of bush crickets named Tettigoniidea, we can change the spelling some—”
“No.” Aegon promptly halts her, and looks back at his youngest brother, trying to think. “Tessiefyre…? Like our dragons..? ugh, doesn’t sounds right,” he complains to himself, and turns to mutter. “Though it could hardly compare to Sunfyre, anyway…”
Aemond seems to give it the most thought, of the three. “Tessa… Tessarys? Tessaerra? Tessarion?”
“Tessarion,” Daeron seems to brighten up at that. He says it a couple more times to make it slide clearly off of his tongue, and looks down at the dragon in his arms. “Tessarion?” he asks. The dragon croons and presses its head against his finger.
“A good name,” Helaena says, and then dares come closer again, brushing a finger against the dragon’s wing. Aemond dares to come by closer as well, after standing stoically for quite a while. He has always wanted to get close to a dragon, but could never. The dragon he helped name lets him touch its back, for a moment brief, under Daeron’s approving gaze. There’s some calmness in Aemond, then.
Aegon then comes by himself, trying to reach for Tessarion too, last of the three. An inch from the dragon, and she tries to bite again. He shrieks away and escapes behind his baby brother on the bed. “That’s a goddamn snark, not a dragon!” he proclaims, to the rest of the sibling’s laughter.
“That’s a Tessie,” Daeron laughs as he pats the dragon again, smile positively vibrant.
“Tessie, schmessie,” Aegon says, bringing his hands to Daeron’s hair. “I still have you to pet, squirt.”
#tessie is the new eggy#also i researched bugs for this lmao#helaena targaryen#aegon ii targaryen#aemond targaryen#daeron targaryen#tessarion#hotd#hotd fanfic#team green#daeron the daring#my fanfics#requests#answered
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Y'know Art Spiegelman? The guy who wrote Maus? What if I told you he was indirectly responsible for one of the worst films I've ever seen hands down?
Often some of the best films come from unexpected places. Cult favorite Boondock Saints was never supposed to be made and yet some how a no budget Boston masterpiece captured the hearts and minds of college dorm rooms everywhere. Spaghetti Westerns were low budget castoffs of a genre no longer en vogue, and yet produced hands down some of the best cowboy films we've ever seen. My point is that often movies that come from unexpected sources have that spark that conventional productions don't. The Garbage Pail Kids Movie, on the other hand, may come from an unexpected source, but is an exception to this rule.
It started when Topps, a chewing gum/collector card company created their own twisted parody of the Cabbage Patch Kids out of spite after a licensing agreement went sour. Speigelman was one of the first designers on the project, and he and his team (including James Warhola, nephew of Andy Warhol) put out a series of wacky collector cards depicting what were basically softcore ratfink reimaginings of the Cabbage Patch line that proved to be so popular as to be banned in schools. The cards did so well that just a couple years later Topps produced the live action disaster that was the Garbage Pail Kids Movie.
This is a film completely irredeemable in almost every way. Part of my distaste for it comes from the fact that rather than pull a Gremlins and have these walking aberrations actually cause chaos, the film tries to somehow soften them into something that could deliver a moral to the story. Not that there's much story. The plot is paper thin, to the point that the motivator for the Garbage Pail Kids (lost Garbage Pail Comrades) is hastily wrapped up with an "I guess they're dead!" (???????) and we're whisked away to an equally uninspiring plot point where the Garbage Pail Kids do more stuff we don't care about.
Obviously I don't think we should be demanding prestige writing from the series known for figureheads like Messy Tessie and Greaser Greg, but dear lord not a single character in this film is even narrowly sympathetic. The bully/antagonist force in this sucks, and yet frankly you sort of root for them to end these creeps. The main character (played by Sean Astins brother apparently?) is written as a peeping tom who wholly deserves the sewer dunking he gets, and none of the other characters are much better. The Garbage Pail Kids aren't even fun in their mischief, just awful to look at and listen to. There's a segment where the main love interest (who is grooming Astin's character, by the way) has a block of dialog dedicated to how horrible the Garbage Pail Kids are, and though its certainly cast as an unfeeling villain speech, she's 100% correct in her assessment. Nobody in this movie has positive traits. I would kill Foul Phil with a ball peen hammer.
One of the most jarring parts of this film for me was--in a fairly innocuous scene--the presence of a MACVSOG patch the costumers stuck on Astin's jacket. What sort of secret messaging is there in the Garbage Pail Kids Movie that they're alluding to the CIA's special operations group that was tied to the Gulf of Tonkin incident and US operations in Laos?
Don't watch this film. If I ever see Foul Phil again it's on sight.
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I've been pretty out of the swing of things, but I finally got around to playing through new "Cryptid Crush" update! Gonna write down a few things bellow. Putting it under the cut to avoid spoilers for people who didn't check it out yet.
"Cryptid Crush" by @cryptidcrushvn @squidinu. Give them support!
SPOILERS BELOW!!!
SO, I decided to actually play the whole thing from the beginning (totally not because I wanted to see August in that patient gown), and I was glad to have done so! Apologies for a bit random list of things I wanted to note down just off the top of my head:
Transparent sprites of Taro and Mike Madhouse are a really neat detail! Also, unless I'm mistaken, I can see some tiny bits of writing edited or added (like some descriptions during fight with Mike Madhouse or that little bit after cemetery fight, with a chat between Robyn and August - it's a small bit, but it allows to introduce a bit more info on the characters).
New additional voiced lines! Plus Robbie and Mr. Walker getting their voices!
Loving new look for August! It's also nice to see both August and Oz in alternative outfits in-game. And if I'm not mistaken, Robyn's got a new icon during fights, plus Edith had sprites with a bit different facial expression in Chapter 1.
TONS of lore. So many little bits that show relationships between characters that we previously didn't see interacting between each other. Like August and Atlas talking to Tessie, for example. It's also nice to get glimpses like this on the everyday life of the characters, as well as some hints on their backstories.
Tessie is absolutely gorgeous, how dare you!
New characters! I love Hound and their attitude. Also introduction of Lex was done great! All the foreshadowing and details (like "twenty bucks" thing) made a good build-up to the great reveal!
Seriously, there are both hillarious bits and the ones that made me want to cry. Like Oz repeatedly falling facefirst onto the ground while Lex is "correcting" the up and down. Or that added small bit with Mike when he meets Mr. Walker. These added lines and that sprite of slimeball Mike made me go "Ouch-".
The atmosphere of the "Nowhere" was EXTRA trippy, and this feeling was done so well!! With both music, skipping through game scenes, certain things getting distorted, various Lex's forms and such, and especially later, when it got to the fishing mini-game and Robyn's sprites progressively getting less and less detailed, until it goes down to the very rough looking sketch.
As always, amazing music! It reflects greatly the mood of the atmosphere, like Atlas's theme, or the one that plays in the "Nowhere". And the track "Wrath of the Recolors" that plays during Mike' and Jamie's fight rocks!
Also, don't mind me, I'm gonna be screaming in the corner from getting to see so much of Oz in the new update. The bit where he gives you a note got my heart. Also, boy needs some rest desperately.
I apologize if I got something wrong, but it was a rather quickly written little thing. In any case, it was a nice treat, and I'm looking forward to when I can draw something again. As always, "Drowsy Drake" team did a great work!
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Happy Birthday, Darling Deku!
CW: This is pure fluff for Izuku’s birthday (it’s late and I’m sorry but it’s the first time I’m writing him so I’m also nervous about that too)! It’s an established relationship with aged up characters. Figure on the reader and pro hero!Izuku both being in their twenties. There are some pet names (darling, bunny, babe). This hasn’t been proofread either.
Izuku was nervously excited as he arrived at your apartment complex at the appointed time. While last year the two of you had been casually dating when his birthday rolled around so the day had been celebrated with a large group of friends but now that the two of you were official, you had made a point of planning a dinner for the two of you before you met up with friends for a small gathering. Izuku had happily agreed to it mostly because he knew it would make you happy.
Both of you had worked so he had no idea what you could have planned during the day. You had, however, taken a half day just so you could make sure everything was perfect.
Izuku wasn’t too surprised when you answered the door after only one ring of your doorbell. He was greeted by your smiling face and he, of course, was grinning back.
“Happy birthday, baby!”
Izuku let out a soft laugh, his wrapping around you before he even stepped into your apartment. He lifted you off the ground with ease as he embraced you, causing you to actually squeal with delight. It had to be the young pro hero’s favorite sound.
“Thanks, bunny.” He kissed your temple gently and let his hand slip into yours as you led him inside. “It smells good.”
You smile shyly and shrug, not wanting to brag about how much work you put in to make him his favorite dinner. “I got your mom to show me how to make katsudon for you. I hope you like it.”
His face lit up with the brightest smile at the mention of his favorite meal. “You got my mom to help?”
You laughed with a quick shrug of your shoulders as you led him straight into the kitchen. “I got her on the phone to walk me through making it anyway. She was happy to help actually and well, I just hope I didn’t mess it up.”
Izuku knew you could sometimes be a bit of a perfectionist so he smiled and shook his head when you looked at him. He cupped your chin gently, his heart fluttering as you looked up at him. “It’ll be perfect. I know it already.”
You rolled your eyes and waved him off but his arms wrapped around your waist. He pulled you close and nuzzled your neck softly before placing a chaste kiss to your cheek.
“I mean it, bunny. I know it’s going to be perfect.”
You wiggled your way out of his grasp, making your boyfriend laugh. Once he was sitting at the kitchen table, you put down the plates. Izuku grabbed your wrist and kissed the top of your hand gently before you could even sit down.
As you both sat and ate, Izuku complimented the food more times that you could count, each time sounding more sincere than the last. When he found out you made more but only picked the perfect two for dinner, he begged you to let him take some of the extras home.
You just laughed and reminded him that you still had to meet with friends. The pout he gave you made you promise to drop off lunch for Izuku the next day at his pro hero agency. You cleaned up the dishes and walked back to the table with a small box, wrapped in shiny red paper.
You sat on Izuku’s lap and handed him the gift. “I hope you like it. I know it’s just a tiny thing but … well, it’s a pretty big deal.”
Izuku tilted his head to the side as he looked at you. He looked at the small rectangular box now in his hand. The small tag read ‘to my darling Deku’ which made him grin. He was incredibly careful as he unwrapped it and opened the box. He placed the box on the table after seeing the gift inside, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist.
“Bunny, that’s too much.”
You laughed and shook your head but soon Izuku was covering your cheek in soft kisses. “You like it?”
That was clearly a dumb question. Especially when Izuku looked at you with his eyes shining and the biggest grin on his face.
“It’s a key to your place. Of course I like it,” he excitedly said, nodding. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure. You’re here so much anyway. You deserve a key.”
Izuku nuzzled his nose in your neck before kissing your shoulder softly. His grin soon turned into a more sly smile. “I think we’re going to have to be late for meeting our friends. You deserve a proper thank you for a gift this important.”
Before you could even argue, he was scooping you up in his arms and carrying you out of the kitchen. And who were you to deny the birthday boy?
#tessie writes#izuku x reader#izuku midoriya x reader#deku x reader#izuku x y/n#izuku midoriya x y/n#deku x y/n#mha fluff#bnha fluff#happy belated birthday Izuku
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Finished writing parts 3 and 4 of the tessie "meetcute" lmao...but I also wanna finish part 5 before posting this installment to tumblr for pacing reasons lmao
Things continue to go well for the blorbos.
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Faerûnian 29 Day Writing Challenge: Day 1
Link if you haven't seen it!
Alright folks - this is my first time sharing any of the fic I've written so please be nice to me 🥲
I will probably alternate between the SFW and NSFW prompts--this one is SFW!
Feb 1. What was your tav doing when they were abducted?
“Long day?”
Hera sat in their shared living space with a book in her lap when Elspeth rushed through the door, already starting to peel off the layers of her healer’s uniform.
“Father’s birthday,” Elspeth said from her room as she searched her wardrobe for the two dresses she had considered for the occasion. “Leon will be there.”
Hera rolled her eyes from where she stood in the doorway, her rich, tan skin illuminated by the sunlight coming in through the window. Elspeth laid the two dresses on the bed. The first was practical–sage green and floor-length with a cream colored sash draping from the waist. The second dress was one that El had only worn once before–for a staff dinner with the headmaster of the Academy–before Leon led her up to his room and slipped it off of her. That dress… he had whispered in her ear as he kissed her neck. Hera’s voice snapped Elspeth out of her daydream.
“The blue silk,” she said. “Make him jealous.”
“I broke up with him,” El reminded her.
“Still,” Hera shrugged. “He’s the one who let things fizzle out. Show him what he’s missing.”
After pulling the dress on and asking Hera for help with the tie in the back, Elspeth examined herself in the mirror. Hera was right. This was definitely the dress to wear when seeing an ex-lover. The light blue fabric ruched perfectly across her body, hitched up slightly on one side to reveal a hint of leg, built-in corset tied to accentuate her waist, and thin straps holding up a loose, square neckline. She grabbed a white shawl embroidered with silver leaves to throw over her shoulders.
“Perfect,” Hera said as Elspeth headed towards the door, stopping to do a little twirl in front of her friend. “Good luck. Hope you can leave early.”
“You know I will.” El threw a delicate, cross-body purse over her head and walked out the door.
The Vaidelark House sat on one of the main streets of the Upper City. Its front doors were wide open, allowing her parents’ distinguished guests to mingle inside and out as they pleased. Elspeth felt a ping of anxiety in her chest as she approached. She wasn’t nervous about seeing Leon–she had moved on rather quickly, if she was being honest with herself. He drifted away so gradually that there wasn’t much left to mourn once she ended things. No, this was a feeling of dread. Dreading seeing her parents and their ever-disapproving faces. Dreading seeing her sister. Dreading making her way through the crowd, nodding politely as the guests whispered under their breath once she was out of earshot.
A shame, really, they would say.
If only she could have turned out like her sister.
She was much more pleasant to be around when she was dating that paladin boy.
Her parents highly approved of Leon from the moment they met him. Proud, disciplined, a smooth talker. El didn’t even mind her parents very much when she brought Leon with her. They were nicer to her. Approved of her being with someone so mighty and honorable and eager to rise in the ranks of Baldur’s Gate. When she broke things off with him, she once again took on the role of rebellious daughter, squandering her status by working as a healer and having no desire to participate in the noble society in which she was raised. Obstinate, her parents often called her. The dread in her stomach reminded her of why she hadn’t been to visit in at least two months, if not more. She took a deep breath as she approached the front doors.
“Good to see you, Lady Elspeth,” said a waiter in the foyer, holding a plate of hors d'oeuvres.
“Hello, Van,” she replied, taking a giant shrimp from his tray. “Lovely to see you, as well. Is Ms. Tessie around?”
“Yes, my lady. She’s in the kitchen–quite busy, but she was hoping you would attend. She would love to see you.”
“Many thanks,” she nodded. “I think I’ll go pop my head in.”
The kitchen smelled of roast chicken, freshly baked bread, buttered carrots, and berry compote, somehow all at the same time without clashing. Waiters rushed around the room–plating food, dropping off empty trays, refilling wine decanters–and a red-haired halfling woman stood in front of the stove, directing the cooks and waiters while concentrating on an enchanted spoon and mixing bowl in front of her.
“Take that sauce off the heat. One second too long and it’s no good. Have the shrimp gone out?–good–what about the rolls? Don’t let them get cold like last time–”
“Need any help?”
Some of the newer staff, those who started after Elspeth moved out of the house, bowed their heads and busied themselves with the tasks they were already busy with. The ones who knew her, though, greeted her with smiles.
“Lady Elspeth!” one of them said. “Didn’t expect to see you down here.”
“Oh, if it isn’t my favorite Vaidelark,” Tessie said, turning from her station at the stove.
“Don’t let the old crows hear you say that,” El joked as she lowered herself to hug her.
“You know I don’t.” Elspeth stood, and Ms. Tessie’s laugh lines deepened as she beamed up at her. “I’m so glad you came, Ellie. And you still wear that old thing I gave you years ago!”
El toyed with the twisting, silver ring on her finger. “Of course I do.”
“I have to get back to work, sweet girl, but do come down and chat later, will you?”
“I would love to. Depends on how quickly I’m made to feel unwelcome.” She flashed a playful smile, knowing Tessie would understand. But the halfling’s face turned grim and apologetic.
“Hold firm, Ellie,” she said. “No matter what happens out there.”
Elspeth raised an eyebrow.
“What are you saying?”
Tessie only gave her a sad smile before a clang of metal from a dropped tray made her turn her head, rushing to help the clumsy server who dropped it.
“Oh, dear–you’ve got to work on your balance! Ellie–” she looked over her shoulder. “I love you, sweet girl.”
“Love you, Tessie,” she said, apprehensively returning to the foyer.
The guests crowded the halls, gowns and robes glittering with refracted light from the chandelier. Elspeth mingled her way through, greeting the important people she had always been expected to greet, engaging in small talk with others, and taking particular satisfaction in smiling wide at those who averted their eyes as she passed by. After the scandal, most of her family’s social circle chose to pretend that she never existed–not that she was ever really involved in their society anyway. But dating Leon, an important patriar’s son, seemed to be almost enough to make everyone forget about the time she gambled away the Vaidelark heirloom jewels during a drunken night of debauchery. Once their relationship ended… well, it was just another mark against her in the eyes of nobility.
In the drawing room, she found her parents obscured by a group of attendees, but when her mother’s eyes met her own, the lady of the house politely found a way to end the conversation so Elspeth could approach without reminding the public that Lord and Lady Vaidelark had a wayward daughter. Only when the guests walked away did she notice her sister standing with them.
“Elspeth,” Ariadne greeted her with unnatural enthusiasm. “I didn’t think you would come.”
“I always attend Father’s birthday parties.” She kissed her father on the cheek and wished him a happy birthday. He was certainly showing his age now, especially compared to her mother’s youthful 200-and-something elf years.
“Thank you, Elspeth,” he said, looking everywhere in the room except at her. His aversion made her anxious. He was the more reasonable parent, if still aloof, but his demeanor along with Tessie’s comment made Elspeth wonder what in the hells was going on.
Her mother greeted her with a stern nod. That was normal, at least.
Fortunately, a man’s gleeful voice interrupted the awkward silence.
Unfortunately, that man was Leon.
“Here, darling, I’ve gotten you a refill,” he said, walking right past El. He handed Ariadne a silver goblet and wrapped an arm around her waist. When he noticed his surroundings, his eyes widened and the color drained from his face.
“El…”
Her brow furrowed in confusion because surely Leon was not dating her sister, and surely she was simply imagining his hand resting on her hip, or misinterpreting the situation completely. No, of course he wouldn’t be with Ariadne–that was absurd. Simply outrageous.
Her sister tilted her head up and kissed him. His eyes did not leave Elspeth’s.
“I’m sorry,” she finally said. “But can someone tell me what the fuck is happening?”
“Watch your language,” her mother spat at her.
“No offense, Mother, but I could not care less about my language in this situation.”
“Oh, I was going to wait to tell you,” Ariadne boasted. “After all, I didn’t expect you to be here. But I suppose the cat’s out of the bag now. Leon and I are engaged!”
She thrust out her hand to show off a huge, glittering sapphire surrounded by a halo of tiny diamonds.
Elspeth’s breath caught in her throat. A chill ran through her veins, but her pulse quickened as heat rose in her chest. The ambient chatter of the room was replaced with a low thrum that sounded like she was suddenly underwater. The edges of the room blurred, guests fading into nonexistence as the four people in front of her, the four people who were supposed to love her, seared themselves into her vision, her ire and repulsion and hatred no longer able to be contained.
“You vile bitch,” she snarled.
“El, let me explain–”
“No,” she snapped her head towards Leon. “Don’t bother wasting your breath. You’re all pathetic people–especially you–” she pointed at Ariadne. “The golden child who gets everything she wants–who lives to make me fucking miserable!” She knew she was making a scene, but she didn’t care. Her reputation with these people was already in the gutter.
“Enjoy the sloppy seconds. You deserve each other,” El said before turning away, pushing her way through the drawing room. She needed to get out.
“Ellie! Wait!” Miss Tessie ran through the foyer after her, still wearing her stained apron from the kitchen.
El halted in front of the doors. A lump formed in her throat at the sound of Tessie’s voice. The one who always looked after her, who took her under her wing, who never treated her like she was inferior. First, she felt love and comfort. But then, remembering Tessie’s comment in the kitchen, she felt anger. Betrayal.
“You knew,” she snapped. “You knew, and you didn’t tell me?”
Tessie stuttered, words failing to provide an explanation. El could see the apologetic look in her eyes, but her rage was too consuming for her to care. Her parents, Ariadne, and Leon had gathered behind Tessie, a blur of faces behind them, all staring.
“I never want to see any of you again,” Elspeth cried before storming out of the house and into the twilight.
The people and buildings on the street were indistinct, dark shapes through the tears that she couldn’t get to stop welling up in her eyes. She had no regrets about what she said to her family or Leon, but the moment she realized her parting words were also directed at Tessie, she wished she could catch them midair and pull them back into her mouth. This regret was stronger than any she had ever felt– surpassing even her fuck-up with the heirloom jewels. She was sobbing, her feet aching from the cobblestone and a long day at work that felt like a lifetime ago. She could hear music from a nearby pub, and laughter from their patrons, and gods, how she envied them. Laughter would come again, she knew, but not right now. Right now she wanted to let herself be miserable. She deserved it. Healing would come later.
Elspeth ducked into a familiar alleyway to steady herself before she continued her route home. Deep breaths, she told herself. In - out - in - out. It was no use–each time she was able to get herself to calm down, another wave of sobs started barreling out of her. She sank down the wall and let them come.
A loud crash brought her attention back to the main street. She listened for a moment, only hearing a distant rumble. Odd, but this was the city, and weird things happened all the time. It must be some wizard showing off, or a sorcerer’s elemental getting out of control, she thought. Until she heard a blood-curdling scream.
More screaming followed, and she got to her feet to look around the corner. People were fleeing down the street, rubble and debris in the air behind them. The cloud of dust was too thick to see the cause, but it was getting closer now. Suddenly, the evening sky began to darken overhead, and she saw it: a giant floating ship made of sinew and cartilage. Tentacles hung from its undercarriage, swimming through the air like a massive, demented octopus. A nautiloid.
She didn’t even have time to run.
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Massive fucking scooby doo post time, let's fucking go
I love scooby doo so much. Even the "bad" series can be so entertaining. I just finished watching what HBO max has listed as season 1 episode 2 of scooby doo and scrappy do. Have to specify it that way because scooby do and scrappy do episodes got put in a massive amount of different show blocs and sometimes get different names because of it. I know from experience that Amazon and HBO max list a lot of scooby doo episodes differently.
Alright, first off
LOOK AT HOW LONG THEY JUST STAND THERE!!! No thoughts, no reaction, just stand in the doorway. Also, what is scrappys character model for parts of that.
WHAT IS DAPHNES CHARACTER MODEL!!! This made me laugh so fucking hard, her arm is fucking insane and her model is completely broken. I absolutely love it.
Fred gave me a new reaction image but I don't know what for. Will have to figure it out.
WHAT ARE THESE FACES?! Nobody ever reacts the same to anything and the faces are fucking great.
Scoobys face. As he casually strangles scrappy. Who doesn't notice but absolutely looks like he's flipping off the audience.
"I'm Tessie. This here's mule. He's a mule." Literal dialog from this show.
HOW TALL IS VELMA SUPPOSED TO BE?! Also the "who let us in" is in response to the door being locked and then suddenly opening while Daphne is looking for a spare key. He somehow got into a locked building, got high enough to reach the doorknob, unlocked it, and opened it, BUT THEN COULDNT GET OFF THE DOORKNOB! and it's never explained how he did ANY of it.
Did..... did his torso shrink?
What's up with goatee?
Phones locked.
Although, there was a joke that I unironically fucking love. I have run out of space to post the video I took of it, so I will have to add it in a reblog. Hopefully it works, if not then I will edit this post and add a description.
I used the "add alt text" feature that now seems to be built in so that screen readers can read a description of the pictures right away. I do not have that option for the videos. I also started writing alt text very recently and may need to adjust these.
#scooby doo#scooby gang#scrappy doo#velma dinkley#fred jones#shaggy and scooby#shaggy rogers#daphne blake#cartoon#funny
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🎨✏️🎂🌌🎷🎀 for astérix
(And to make it easier:
1. Can they draw?
2. Is there a quote/lyric you associate w/ them?
3. When's their birthday?
4. Inspo behind them and the first thing you decided about them
5. Do they play any instruments?
6. how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?
Only things like little doodles for Kyra and such, not anything proper.
2. “Two birds of a feather, say that they’re always gonna stay together, but ones never going to let go of that wire, he says that he will but he’s just a liar” - Two Birds by Regina Spektor
3. 3rd of March, 1998 (it’s set in 2019 remember)
4. Well my inspiration was when I was writing the original and I needed something original because I didn’t wanna go with the basic “wow kid can fly”, so I just kinda tested the 2D thing and it went from there.
5. I can imagine her and Kyra playing music together, like Astérix plays piano/keyboard and Kyra plays guitar
6. Ok that’s a lotta questions but I can imagine an au where the kids who aren’t abducted are and the ones who are are the ones looking for them (like Ast switches with Eve, Kyra switches with Ellie, Esther switches with Tessie, Yael switches with Camilla etc.)
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It’s always the most niche incomprehensible posts that get the tag suggestion. Tumblr will be quiet when I write meta but as soon as I want to post “Tom was breastfeeding Logan after every episode (it just wasn’t relevant to Kendall’s arc) and Tom’s milk nourished Logan’s assworms and made them strong enough to eat the unnamed cancer he said he had in the 4.02 deleted scene but he DIDNT breastfeed Logan after 4.02 bc Roman was there and called Tom ‘twin cities Tessie’ and Tom got embarrassed and so the worms were neglected and retaliated by stopping Logan’s heart on the plane” and Tumblr goes tags????? Add tags???? Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaase add tags so that we can spring this on every unsuspecting person browsing #tom wambsgans and #logan roy and #roman roy and #succession
#tumblr out here trying to get me added to even more blocklists#for those of you who don’t know enough of my lore to understand all the references in this post. I apologize
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love letter to your moots self ships?
ok so ive been debating on HOW i want to answer this...i think my answer is picking some moots and saying what i love about (how i perceive) their self ships 🫶
@softsatoru - mars + sero. what i love about mars & sero is that they are both the human equivalent of sunshine to me. they're the couple that lights up a room, the one where both have absolutely radiant smiles (even if sero kinda has a piano mouth). i also love how much he LOVES mars. he dotes on and adores her, as HE SHOULD. <3
@simpdox - si + shigaraki (sishig, my beloved). these two are the couple everyone secretly wants to be. their banter is unmatched and he embodies the "anything for his partner" trope. as much as they poke and prod at each other, at the end of the day they're truly each other's ride or die, which is such an elite dynamic <3
@aquadenks - luke + denki (lukami, my beloved). oh my god...there's so much i could say, but i just wanted to sum it up with: soulmates in all universes. denki and luke are that couple that are so effortlessly in love. they bring out the best in each other, and have loved every version of each other across time. i think that's beautiful <3
@happybird16 - tay + levi. now i have quite a few mutuals who self ship with levi, but i wanted to write about tay and levi because i genuinely feel like they understand levi to his core. i love when i read tay's writing of levi because i just know, with them, levi has never felt more seen. he has never felt so comfortable and at home. levi is absolutely his best self with tay. <3
@averysmolbear - tessie + reiner. im very new to tessie and reiner, but i did get to discuss with her their dynamic a bit and im obsessed... he has such a strong willed exterior, but when he's with her it melts. she turns him into a big baby, and treats him how he deserves to be treated. i am already loving them together, and loving how sweet she is with him <3
OKAY COOL. THAT WAS FUN!! im sorry if #1 this comes off as like a psychotic thing to post or #2 i got your self ship all wrong but...these are my little perceptions and i wanted to share <3
#thank you for asking anon. this is so sweet!!#i never expected to get an ask like this ive been sitting on how to respond for awhile :)#my moots <3
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