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britcision · 1 year

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Aw, I’ll be nice this week I think, assuage your fears

Just a little early taste of the next chapter

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Well, Brucie Wayne hadn’t died. Gotham escaped annihilation by a sliver. There might still be something of worth left in this dump.

Vlad wandered amongst the guests as they returned to the main hall, wondering idly where those bloody Wayne “children” had all gone.

For all that people were sooo protective of them, no one seemed to care where they were during the actual danger. Typical.

Not that he minded. Vlad would be quite happy not to run into any of them again for quite some time. He had fences to mend first, and no desire to provide more fuel to the fire.

There was some form of commotion off to one side of the hall, yet more yelling, and Vlad let himself drift over. Honestly, the voices were almost familiar…

Although some of the more choice words weren’t. Vlad assumed they were vile exhortations of some sort, especially from the gasps of those around him.

It was actually rather impressive. He thought he had a rather extensive vocabulary of curses, but someone was putting him to shame.

At least his little moving bubble of space was usual as he made his way through the crowds. People who got too close soon realised who he was and pushed their way into the crowds to avoid him.

No jostling for Vladdie today. Maybe it wasn’t the very worst after all.

He was honestly a little surprised to find Samantha and Pamela Manson in full duet. As much as Samantha always wanted to scream herself hoarse at these events, usually she kept a lid on it.

It took a moment for the words to sink in, to realise that Daniel and young Jason were at the center of even this little ball of ire. His jaw dropped.

“I CANNOT believe you?! Why is it ALWAYS like this, EVERY TIME?! I was DEFENDING YOU and you can’t keep your legs shut for a minute at a time!” Samantha bellowed, fists clenched and a glint of tears in her eye.

“You utter HARLOT! Shameless STRUMPET, leading that INNOCENT BOY astray! DISGRACING my poor baby girl, you are WORSE THAN YOUR PARENTS Daniel Fenton!”

Pamela was actually crying, being held by her husband to prevent her from either running to Sam or full on attacking Daniel.

Vlad was going to put his money on attacking. The Manson women had a worrying streak of rage. Although…

Brows furrowing he tuned out the noise for a moment (Pamela had clearly been reading a lot of period romances) and focused on the thread of emotion he’d picked up.

Samantha was… delighted. Vlad might have suspected it was just at the chance to finally scream at a gala, but there were no darker feelings anywhere.

She was having a wonderful time. And Daniel and Jason, for all that they looked contrite, for all that Daniel’s head was slumped, were equally delighted.

Something was going on here, something all three young people had orchestrated. From the content of the yelling and the state of undress…

Vlad’s eyes widened. Daniel was wearing Jason’s tie. Jason’s shirt was missing three buttons.

Well that would certainly put both young men in an excellent mood, but at a gala?!

He was quite sure his cheeks must have blanched at just the thought. He’d noticed they were fond of each other, but so soon?

Perhaps Jason would have to be a son-in-law rather than an actual son. He simply wouldn’t accept the other way round, no matter how much Daniel might resist.

Daniel was perfect… if apparently a little easy. Not disloyal though, which was something of a relief. He’d never have considered Daniel capable, since he was loyal to his friends long past the point of fault.

Even now, he was perfectly happy to be harangued by both Samantha and her mother to allow Sam to make some sort of point.

He was distantly aware of the crowd parting again, but didn’t turn to acknowledge the arrival of… Brucie. He looked a little the worse for wear, likely from the thermos more than the actual rogues.

A thin smear of blood at his hairline betrayed where the thermos had struck, and the faint shadow of an oncoming bruise. He should probably be having someone scan his head, but since it usually appeared to be empty that was probably of little concern.

Well, he wasn’t likely to pay Vlad any mind.

Not with this little display.

Bruce had barely had time to pull Damian aside in the hopes of a debrief before shrieks and yelling once more filled the dining hall.

It couldn’t be Harvey after all, could it? As annoyed as Robin clearly was by the distraction, Bruce had no choice. He headed to the center of the yelling.

No matter how much it made his throbbing head pulse.

It definitely wasn’t Harvey at least. While Two Face probably knew all of the words being yelled, he would never say more than half of them. Not even at his worst.

The thought almost dragged a smile out of him, but a particularly loud curse rang off the marble and set up echoes in his skull. At least one of the voices was almost familiar.

The crowd parted without him having to jostle through it, and he’d never been more grateful to Gotham’s high society. Didn’t quite think about why they might want to help him get to the center of the action.

Damian - no, still Robin until he changed, had disappeared into the crowd at some point, but Bruce forged on anyway. He’d probably gone back to help Red Robin watch over Croc.

For now, he just had to focus on whatever else had gone wrong this evening, finally stepping through into an almost clear patch of floor and what must have been the commotion.

And arrived just in time to see Sam Manson turning from berating Danny and Jason, to point an accusing finger at her mother. Pamela actually shut up in surprise.

“And YOU! This is ALL your fault! If you had just let me be with Valerie this NEVER would have happened! She would NEVER do this to me! I’m NEVER dating another man again!”

Pamela looked like she might faint, her face pale as her daughter’s words sank in.

It didn’t take Gotham’s best detective to work out what must have happened. A quick glance at Danny and Jason showed them both… far more dishevelled than simply making out in the closet would allow.

Bruce’s eyes narrowed, clocking the missing buttons, ruffled hair, Jason’s still partially open pants, and his stomach sank.

At a gala. Even in the height of his playboy days, Brucie had never gotten caught at a gala. He had a sudden sympathy for Alfred and resolved to give the man his most sincere apologies.

If Bruce’s heyday was anything like this for the old man, he owed him far more than that. Maybe a fruit basket. A nice new shotgun.

He stepped forward quickly, taking advantage as Sam drew in a breath to try and inject some calm.

“I’m terribly sorry, but what has happened here?”

All eyes turned immediately to him and he spread his hands, gesturing for peace. Pamela rallied at once, pulling free of her husband and shooting Danny an utterly poisonous look.

“Oh I am so sorry Brucie, this is entirely my fault! We should never have brought that awful Fenton boy, he’s been CORRUPTING your poor Jason, taking advantage of him, he’s a dreadful influence!” She fluttered, clearly unsure where to direct her attention.

Behind her mother, Sam snorted loudly.

“It was Jason’s dick in Danny’s ass, MOM, I’m pretty sure he was involved!”

And that seemed to fluster both boys more than any of the previous yelling, Danny’s cheeks burning as he clapped both hands over his mouth. Jason was doing his best not to laugh.

Bruce gave him a Look, because they Would be discussing this later, and wasn’t in the least surprised when Jason just rolled his eyes. Still, there had to be limits.

Danny clearly had a far greater hold over Jason than he’d feared. It was an effort to force himself to remember Danny’s youth.

Bruce had been that age not all that long ago. And, as he’d just realised, probably a lot worse in certain specific ways. Perhaps they were just indiscrete. It didn’t all have to be a devious plot.

He gave Pam his very best soothing smile, taking her hand gently.

“It has been a very dramatic evening already, I’m sure the boys were just over excited. They will go and wash up and then Jason and I will have a quiet. Word.” He layered the last two words with intent.

Honestly, this was perfect. An excuse to get Jason alone, get a report direct from the source. Jason wouldn’t tell the truth, but Bruce knew him well enough to know what the lies he told concealed.

Sam Manson seemed equally derisive of the idea as Jason himself, shooting Bruce a vicious glare that looked eerily like her mother’s.

He almost took a step back. But she didn’t have that thermos anymore.

“Of course Famous Playboy Brucie doesn’t think fucking around with someone else’s partner is a big deal! Where do you think Jason learned it?” She snarked, sending an icy dagger straight into Bruce’s heart.

Had he done that? No, it was just his aching head. And the building wave of exhaustion. Jason knew as well as the others that the playboy thing was a front.

Had Jason ever had good relationship role models though? His parents certainly weren’t, and Bruce himself had definitely never been much of one.

If the closest thing he had was Talia, perhaps that explained why he’d fallen so easily under Danny’s sway…

His mind was wandering. Perhaps he should have one of his boys check him for a concussion.

As if summoned by his thoughts, suddenly Nightwing and Signal were there, pushing through the crowd. Thank all that was good that this was about to be not his problem for a while.

“Alright everyone, calm down, the cops are already on their way, let’s not also give them a murder,” Nightwing declared far too gleefully. It set off… something, but Bruce couldn’t quite put his finger on what.

Maybe taking the chance to head home early was a good idea after all. It wasn’t as though Jason would be courting donors for his own projects today.

No, Jason was courting much worse things, a dark little part of Bruce grumbled, and he fought to squash it down.

Jason was an adult, and whatever choices he made with other consenting adults, no matter how bad said choices were, were his own.

Since when were any of his baby boys old enough to be caught fooling around in closets?

Maybe he also needed to go and sit down.

#danny fenton dead and loving it #wip wednesday #not over til the goth lady says fucj #sam gets her explosion #but then we ending the damn gala #we’re not even a third through the outline yet #dpxdc #dp x dc #dead on main ship #danny x jason

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westopoliscity · 2 years

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Hi. Woof. I got tagged in a thing by @gillbuoy! Which I shall now be doing (wowzers! Thank you for tagging me btw ^_^. Woof.)

hot shower or cold shower: Hot. Any day of the week if the water is not slowly cooking me into a fine aspen stew what the fuck is the point honestly

texting or calling: Texting. Always. I get soooo nervous in discord vcs because of my parents walking slash not liking my voice slash previously being teased by my parents for things ive said so. Text. Far better. Plus I can do :3 ^_^ :] and woof arf bark!!!

ear buds or headphones: headphones hurty :[

paperback or hard cover: Redwall paperback books ruined the paperback book experience for me... some prints of the books are so. Squished and hard to hold apart for reading and hard cover books in general feel. Nice and substantial and theyre great I love them so much

matte or gel: Stares blankly. I have no clue what this means or what context this applies to!

twelve hour or twenty four hour clock: i have to think with 24 hour clocks and im bad enough at 12 hour clock math

Sci-fi or horror: C neither

blue or green: hmm. Whatever could my answer here be. I wonder... no way its blue. Not in a million trillion years ^_^

sunsets or sunrises: Sunsets! Im a night person 100% and theres something so... beautifully magical about a nice sunset. A calming feeling. Like im sitting on the roof of my house staring out across a backyard forest, drinking away at cans of soda and joking away with friends. Fireflies are lighting up the air and the night creatures are plentiful. That kinda mental image.

tulips or orchids: orchids are. Special to me in a way, I suppose. Where I live, Irises are very plentiful and ive found them. Absolutely beautiful ever since I was a child first exploring the area around my old shed in my old backyard discovering the mysterious, tall flowers blooming behind it. My father mistakenly called them orchids, and I know now, obviously, that they're irises- but despite that thinking about orchids brings back such a strong mental image of those magical purple flowers with the white and black striping, and that neighborhood I grew so attatched too and loved for years. I miss that area a whole lot.

candle light or moon light: moonlight. Always. Its so. Pretty and. Truly magical and while candle light is great, well. Nothing beats the moon herself, to me at least

pen or pencil: I have... terribly sloppy handwriting. I frequently make mistakes in how I write things. Pens are my natural enemies and as much as I love using them ill stick to mechanical pencils always

pandas or koalas: pandas: one of my first comfort stuffed animals ever after. A big life change made me lose all of the ones I once loved so much. I found him at a garage sale and I kind of fell in love with him immediately. Instead of black, his markings are a soft blue color and hes the perfect size for hugging and he was the perfect comfort after so long spent with my bed feeling so. Painfully empty. He helped me through some really, really rough times too. Hes worn already, despite having him for only 2 or 3 years or so now, but given the fact that some of that wear is tear stains bravely taken, I think he deserves to show some wear methinks.

gold or silver: I like grey man. What else am I to say

sneakers or boots: sneakers are the devils creation and I will wear winter goddamned boots year round if im allowed theyre comfy. And they look nice.

denim or leather jacket: I have no personal experience but uh. From an aesthetic point of view. Leather just looks really fucking cool. Thats all I can say really

pink or purple: I won't go deep into this because ive done enough personal rambling for a tumblr tag game post but. Purple irises, as I've mentioned, and memories of some people I once held so very close. That's all I'll say

chocolate or sour candy: i will devour an entire bag of sour candy given the opportunity just you watch me

drive in movie theater or the cinema: C neither again. Im not particularly a. Movie watcher really and. Bad associations with the cinema and drive in movie theater. Also uncomfortable associations for different reasons

deoderant or perfume: perfume makes me feel dsyphoric (a lot of things painted as traditionally. Girly. Do really, its a hard thing to shake for me. I still find it hard to accept. The color pink, fully)

pastel blue or earth tones: sorry blue! You actually suck here. Earth tones are very calm and comforting, they bring to mind an autumn forest or a cozy library space. I prefer daker and greyish blue shades, generally

lemonade or fruit juice: let me get my grubby little paws near lemonade your never seeing that batch ever again

past or future: In. A generalized broad way, the past, I suppose? But really. Neither. Its hard to keep myself rooted to a broad version of the past, and the future... no.

And now comes the time to pass this off to a couple other people so, I summon forth: @nintendont2502! @thebaby-is-you! And! @murrittimeswithscar! Participation optional and anyone unmentioned is free to hop in but I had to tag someone So! Yep!

#lot of personal rambling for a tag game post huh

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rainbowcarousels · 2 years

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Are the quotes in your tags on that comfort character post things that Armand actually says in the books? I haven’t read all of them because I find a lot of the material too heavy but I am very attached to him and well aware of his history (would love to be able to actually make it all the way through TVA but woof) and would be very very happy to hear he has moments of actually addressing and growing past the circumstances of his past.

I'm happy to say that they are! In Prince Lestat, we get Armand and a much older vampire called Gregory discussing the fact that the remaining vampires require leadership. Gregory was part of Akasha's cult and the conversation between them is important . There are multiple incidences in PL of Armand growing as a person (and acknowledging himself as that) and addressing his experiences with emotion and strength and I'm so happy about it.

I'll pop the bit in here if you want it.

#there's also Riccardo's ghost who he puts his arms around to comfort him whole crying #this is the reunion i needed those boys just having a chance to talk snd hug and cry it out over their loss #prince lestat may be wild but Armand's story is impeccable #answered #armandblr

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forever-rogue · 3 years

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Idk if you’re still taking Bucky requests, but I came across a quote and I feel in love with it because it just screamed Bucky to me. It read: “there is nothing as beautiful as seeing someone who has been unlucky, finally being loved so effortlessly by the right person” if this sparks anything in you, I would love to read it 💜

Pairing | Bucky x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 1.9k

Warnings | dad!Bucky, slight language, slight suggestive theme

Masterlists | Bucky, Main

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Bucky bit back a yawn as he closed the car door and headed towards the front door. The smell of spring, the freshly mowed grass and blooming flowers overwhelmed his senses along with the warm summer sun hitting his skin. This was nice, he realized, the calculated simplicity and domestic nature of it all. He hiked his bag on his shoulder, the gold in his vibranium arm glinting brilliantly in the slowly dying light of the day. He didn’t bother to hide it anymore, somehow long past that part of his life. At one point he never thought he’d reach that point in his life and now he had the world in front of him.

Walking up the stairs, he smiled to himself as he could already smell something delicious cooking through the open windows. In a vain attempt to keep the household from falling into complete and utter chaos, he slowly opened the door and tried to tip-toe inside. He managed to get about two feet inside and kick off his work boots before he heard an exciting squeal followed by a few loud woofs.

The pitter-patter of two small feet and four paws quickly reached him as Falcon, the trusted family dog, and Emily, your oldest daughter, ran down the hall towards him. Any stress he had remaining quickly melted away at the sight of two of his favorite beings as they almost knocked him over in their rush.

“Daddy!” an excited shout was followed by another bark. He bent down and scooped the small girl in his arms, the weight of the world off his shoulders as she wrapped her little arms around his neck, “hi daddy, you’re home!”

“Of course I am,” he propped her on his hip and studied her sweet little face. She took after him with his dark unruly hair and ocean eyes, but the rest he swore was all you, especially that sweet smile, “I’ll always come home to my sweetest girl. Did you have a good day, baby?”

“Yeah,” she nodded excitedly as he brushed her hair out of her face and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, “mama and I painted and then we planted some new flowers. She said she picked them out because they reminded her of you!”

“She did, did she?” he couldn’t stop the grin that spread from ear to ear as his heart fluttered in his chest. Even to this day you still managed to make him weak in the knees and set off butterflies in his belly. He held Emily tightly in his grip as he bent down to give Falcon a few pets, causing the dog to rub against his legs as he wagged his tail, “what would I do without my little hellraisers?”

“Mama says that’s a bad word!” Emily looked at him with wide eyes and he chuckled softly before holding a finger to his lips.

“It’s our little secret,” he whispered as she nodded, “do you know why this secret is okay?”

“Because it’s not gonna hurt anyone,” she asked as he nodded. She gave him a wide gap toothed grin as he set her back down, “will you play with me later, daddy? Falcon wants to have a tea party!”

“Of course,” he promised his daughter as she held tightly onto his hand, “now go and get cleaned up for dinner. It smells like it should all be done soon.”

“Okie dokie,” she dropped his hand and motioned for Falcon to follow her instead, practically bouncing up the stairs.

Bucky sighed in content as he shook his head before slowly making his way into the kitchen where he was sure you were. He found at the island, brows furrowed in concentration as you chopped vegetables for the salad. Your baby boy was slung around your chest, and despite the commotion from Bucky’s entrance, he was fast asleep. A lump welled up in his throat as he watched the sight. It would be nothing special to most people, but to him it was everything.

You looked so beautiful, even in your sweatpants and t-shirt with your hair a chaotic bun as you hummed to the baby under your breath. You looked tired and he felt bad for a moment; leaving you with a toddler and a baby was a ton of work and he would have gladly stayed home with you and helped, but you were insistent that he work if he wanted. You’d never hold it against him, he knew that.

As soon as you sensed you his presence in the kitchen, you turned to him and gave him a soft smile, and his own features softened even more, “hello, my love. I’m so glad you’re so home!”

You set down the knife before slowly making your way over to him, careful not to disturb the baby as he immediately leaned down to kiss you. Your whole body was practically humming from his touch as you stole you a few more kisses, “rough day? You should have called me and I could have come home, honey baby.”

“It wasn’t bad actually,” you promised, watching with nothing but adoration in your eyes as he stroked Stevie’s chubby little cheek, “the chaos duo was on their best behavior today and the little one has been sleeping most of the day. I think he wore himself out from all his fussing last night.”

“Miracles do happen,” he laughed lightly as his hand went to your face and he gently stroked your cheek. You grinned at him, keening into his touch like a cat to the sun, “you are so beautiful.”

“Shut up,” you playfully pushed his chest before hiding your face behind your hands. Funny, how even after all this time he still managed to make you feel nervous and shy, “I’m in my ugliest mom clothes which I’m pretty sure these sweats have permanent puke stains, I haven’t showered today and I look like I haven’t slept in five years. Hardly beautiful.”

“You are the most gorgeous woman I have ever laid eyes on regardless of all of that,” he insisted softly, reaching for your hands and pulling them away from your face. Your whole body flushed with pleasant warmth as you looked into his eyes, “and I love you more than anything in this world.”

“You’re just saying that ‘cause I let you knock me up twice,” you joked as he playfully rolled his eyes, “god, Bucky, how do you still make me feel like this?”

“Like what?” he asked as he slowly moved to undo the sling from your chest and take the baby from you. Stevie made a few small sounds before cuddling up on Bucky’s chest.

“Like I’m still falling in love with you every day,” you whispered as you leaned in and let him wrap arm around you as well. He kissed the top of your head before sighing in content, “I guess I am. We’re a little different every day - we’re definitely not the same fools from when we first met, huh?”

“I mean, we’re married and have kids, and the whole you know, typical suburban thing going on,” he teased, “so I’d say we’re pretty different. But you’re still my favorite pain in the ass.”

“James!” your eyes widened before the two of you broke into a fit of giggles, “I will get you back for that later!”

“Oh, I definitely count on it,” he promised, “now, go and take a few moments to yourself, shower or whatever, and I’ll finish dinner and get the kiddos and Falcon settled.”

“Whatever would I do without you, my love?”

“I think the better question is what would I do without you, honey baby?”

You blew him a little kiss as you all but ran towards the stairs in order to fit in a quick shower. Sometimes even ten minutes of peace and quiet would suffice. Bucky watched you go with a soft smile on his face, before turning his attention back to his softly cooing son, “your mama’s the best person in this entire world, I hope you always know that.”

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“What?” you could feel Bucky’s eyes on your back as you brushed your teeth in the bathroom en suite. He was sitting in bed, winding down with some television as he waited for you, “I can feel you checking out the goods, Barnes.”

“That’s because I am,” you could practically hear the cheeky smirk in his voice, “it’s not wrong to admire, is it?”

“You’re too much,” you dried your face off before making your way back over to him. He offered you a lazy smile as he pulled back your side of the blankets and made room for you. You were only wearing his shirt and a pair of old cotton panties but he was watching you like you were the best in this world. Because to him - you were. The end all and be all, “James? What’s wrong, honey?”

“Nothing,” he whispered as he immediately reached for you and gently pulled you into his lap. You made a small sound of surprise but easily gave into his touch, “nothing at all. I’m perfect.”

“Hmm,” you leaned in and pressed a light kiss to his plump lips, gently tugging on his dog tags, “me too. I don’t know if I’ve ever told you this, but I kind of like you a lot.”

“Is that why you married me? Had two kids with me? Got the dog?” he raised a brow as you carded a hand through his dark locks, scratching lightly at his scalp, “I bet it was all for the dog.”

“He didn’t hurt,” you joked, gently stroking his cheek, “but you aren’t so bad either. I love you, Bucky. So much. I hope you know. I hope you know you deserve this, everything we have - the whole world.”

“I…” he paused for a moment, suddenly feeling overwhelmed as you showed him so much tenderness and delicate love, “I love you too.”

“Hey,” you put your hand under your chin and turned his face up towards yours, “I mean it James Buchanan Barnes. You have been through so much, so much that other people forced on you, and you deserve happiness. You deserve all the happiness this world has to offer. I know you have some bad days, and I understand that, but I want you to know I will always be here for you and I will always love you. You are my best friend, my husband, the father of my children, you are my everything.”

“I don’t deserve you,” he took your hand in his and pressed a gentle kiss to your knuckles.

“Yes,” you insisted softly, “you do, James.”

“I-”

“How about for one moment you hush up,” you pushed him back against the headboard and pressed a few gentle, lazy kisses to his lips, “and just listen to me. And let me love you.”

“I love you, honey baby.”

“I love you too, James.”

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beansterpie · 2 years

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Thanks @ofdemonsandangels for tagging me! This was really fun <3 However I am going to put it under a read more because I ended up just rambling forever

What year did you get into Berserk?

2015! I read it on some sketchy manga site while I was staying at my grandma's for the summer 😂

Did you watch the anime or read the manga first?

Read the manga first! I used to do this thing on various sketchy manga (and anime) sites where I'd press the 'Random' button and just start reading/watching. In this case I went into the Berserk manga with zero knowledge beforehand which was cool in some ways and not so in others lmao

Who’s your favorite character and why?

Hmmmmmm, it's gotta be a tie between Guts and Griffith tbh. For me, I find them both mutually more interesting because of the others existence. Runner up is Casca, though that's just because I'm deeply protective of her rather than her writing. And woof why, where to begin.

Guts: I guess I just love how he subverts the Edgy Power Fantasy Antihero vibes as we get into the GA. We see how he actually has deeply rooted self worth issues and is kind of emotionally delicate and sensitive. And I like how introspective he is about his baggage, even if he doesn’t always manage to figure out his feelings. Canonically, literally all he wants is for someone to actually give a shit about and him and love him, but he doesn’t fully understand that about himself because it’s been obfuscated by the mentality he developed throughout his childhood trauma: the strong survive and the weak die, so he has to become strong because the alternative is being abused the rest of his life. And because of that his instinct is to isolate himself and keep people at arms length and fighting just to survive— until Griffith and the Hawks. There's something surprisingly sweet about him, and the way his first instinct is to isolate himself again (like when he decides to leave the Hawks) is something I find deeply relatable and tragic 😭 Also he's really gay, which I love for him.

Griffith: What don't I love about Griffith? I love that he's so contradictory, both in personality (efficient/ruthless stratigest vs playful and childish) and in terms of how the dream that he's dedicated his life to-- and the ways in which he's molded himself and his behavior in the name of reaching said dream-- is weighed against his love for Guts and legit loses. I love that he's basically just a street kid who wanted a better life for himself and for other downtrodden people, and manages to go up the ranks until he's mingling with nobility (and winning!) though his charisma, cunning and skill as a leader, and then throws it all away because of heartbreak. I love that, ultimately, the reason he goes through with the sacrifice is because his love for Guts is so overwhelming to the point that he's destroyed his own life over it, and he realized that he needed to get away from it.

Do you have a favorite story arc?

Haha, cliché but the Golden Age, hands down. It's easily the best written arc of Berserk.

What are your top 3 ships?

GriffGuts (my OTP of OTP's at this point), SerpiGuts, aannndddd hm. Toss-up between Chasca (Charlotte/Casca) and Farnesca (Farnese/Casca). I'm more personally invested in Chasca entirely for my own headcanon reasons that have zero basis in canon lol, whereas Farnesca does have interesting possibilities based on their relationship in canon, but I'm not quite as personally invested.

Oh and Zodd/Guts for a runner-up, because Zodd totally has the hots for Guts. You cannot change my mind.

Who’s your favorite apostle?

Probably Zodd, big ol' scruffy dude. I also like Rosine a lot though, aside from certain aspects of her design 😒

Is there a character you’d know that you’d be friends with?

hhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm........... Pippin, Rickert, Gaston. Maybe Casca during the GA. Probably Serpico. Everyone else is too much of a hot mess, don't wanna deal with that.

Who’s your favorite God Hand?

Femto probably, though more specfically during the Black Swordman arc because he's such a petty bitch. I also really like Slan (and yes it's mostly because she's hot and I forget about feminism when it comes to her).

You’re allowed to bring one character back from the dead. Who are you bringing back?

(...... Casca's potential as a character) jkjk the real answer is. Ok so I had to stop and think about this for like 30 minutes lmao, and I think my answer is Rosine. I really kind of wanted her to survive and go off with Jill, and it wouldn't change the impact of the Eclipse which (other than the fuckinnn Eclipse R*pe 😑) I thought was a perfect climax to a really well constructed tragedy. Whereas I thought the Lost Children arc ended on a such sour note because it's message ends up being that Jill has faced Real Shit Now, and is therefore strong enough to go back to her abusive father, and frames it as though that's the responsible thing to do....? Like??? It's bad. Guts sparing Rosine, and Jill running away with her would have been so much better imo.

------ I think most of the Berserk people I know have already been tagged at some point lmao, so just give this a go if you feel like it!

#ofdemonsandangels #berserk #tag meme #griffguts #in which i ramble for a lot longer than i needed to <3 ✌️

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grayintogreen · 3 years

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Critical Role Fic Masterlist [August 1st-August 31st]

WOOF. What a month. Not an exceptionally great one for Ye Olde Depression, but I guess I went the Hemmingway in dealing with it. I found a neat word tracking app, but I only started it midway through the month, but just from HALF the month, I racked up 50k+ words. ...Yeah.

Anyway! For the record, I’m separating out the flashfic featured in paper moon and tinsel stars here on my masterlist for ease of access for people who might only want to read specific ships/characters, since the anthology is, uh, poorly organized. I like titles. It’s a thing.

This was also the month of the Tombtaker Hostage Situation and 90% of my bad things happen bingo prompts. I’m doing Whumptober next month so maybe I’ll cool it on the dark stuff in September (probably not).

LET’S GET TO IT, SHALL WE?

SHIPPY FICS

Creecien (Cree/Lucien)

and the heat only goes where you tell it to go. (E, MIND THE TAGS, 4955 words). The Mighty Nein fail to beat the Tombtakers to Cognouza. It still doesn’t really go well for them. Also monsterfucking. But seriously, mind the tags. It’s dark.

he’ll never know how much you’ve done. (T, 2896 words). Cree and Lucien, pre-canon. Getting your wounds tended because you used Life Transference on your stupid asshole crush and he is an oblivious dick.

this story’s yours and this story’s mine. (G, 2679 words). Tinytakers!! Baby Cree has some deep-rooted psychological issues. Lucien is Lucien even at thirteen.

and i shall give you sparks that blaze as hot as any fire. (E, 3686 words) ‘Tis the month of Creecien smut. (No really). Cree’s wavering in the wake of the other Tombtakers’ deaths so Lucien bangs her in front of the Immensus Gate. WITH RELIGIOUS SYMBOLISM.

i need to touch a holy place. (E, 3546 words). I TOLD YOU. This is the missing sex scene from this church takes no conversions. I don’t know who the target audience for this is. I guess it’s me.

Widomauk (Mollymauk/Caleb)

i have been the source of all the troubles we have known. (T, 3508 words). Molly comes back after the fight with Lucien and he’s not okay. At all.

and he’ll laugh when your troubles are gone. (G, 2613 words). Caleb and Molly go to a flea market. IT’S JUST SHAMELESS FLUFF. I CAN WRITE THAT SOMETIMES.

Lucigast (Lucien/Caleb)

guard your eggshell heart. (T, 1910 words). Part of the Earthquake Weather series. Scourgers get the jump on the Tombtakers and Lucien is none too pleased about it.

in the dreaming trees. (T, 2469 words) Part of the Earthquake Weather series. Caleb accidentally dreamshares in the Tombtaker Discord Chat and things escalate. You may see this one again, because I promised the porn continuation at some point. And I keep my promises.

the scourge of cabin boys and kings. (T, 2856 words) Part of the Earthquake Weather series. Caleb and Lucien discuss scars. And Lucien cannot get this damn wizard under his thumb.

Other Ships

spread your wings and show me quick. (G, 744 words) Astrid/Jester. Jester teaches Astrid how to ice skate.

mad science love song. (G, 808 words ) Yeza/Essek. Yeza asks for Essek’s help tinkering. Trust ensues.

GEN FICS

wounded in an accidental war. (T, 1348 words). Beau gets injured by Molly due to a wayward Charm Person. Bonding, guilt, and wound care ensues.

and the choir sings hallelujah to a god i will not observe. (T, 1999 words). Yasha gets left behind on Cognouza to deal with Lucien alone until the Mighty Nein can save her. Turns out she’s more than capable of ruining his day alone. (CW: Self-harm, ritual bloodletting)

by the flicker of their fire. (T, 1737 words) Another part of my TOTALLY ACCIDENTAL “Tombtaker Hostage Situation” series I ended up writing this month. Caleb gets left behind in 123. He’s a very disagreeable hostage.

what the promised land would promise me. (T, 3169 words). The Intuit Charge massacre from the Tombtakers’ perspective.

too rough for the soft way. (T, 2656 words). Beau and Lucien get snowed in and “bond.” Kinda.

but we’re so much more than that old, bitter law. (T, 1721 words). The Empire Siblings deal with the consequences of fighting power and oppression, but at least they have each other.

even the sky bleeds twilight. (T, 1927 words). In which Lucien murders Vess DeRogna. That’s it. That’s the fic.

against the devil’s own roulette. (T, 2860 words). Brand of Castigation is a bitch and now it’s Fjord’s turn for a Tombtaker Hostage Situation(TM). Good thing he’s good at honeypots. Kinda.

a generation sacrificed in self-defense. (T, 3230 words). Astrid asks Caleb and Beau to facilitate her taking back the night on Trent Ikithon without murdering him. Cue the torturerer getting a little bit of torture right back. And Astrid invents a new spell! Yay! (Yay?)

every moment changes lifetimes (even moments we regret). (T, 789 words). That moment at the T-Dock was not the first time Caleb had to make the same difficult choice.

this is a song of fingers pointing, casting shame. (T, 2827 words) Beau makes friends with Astrid and Eadwulf. They have a lot in common, after all.

the coyotes know her name. (T, 2561 words). Jester gets a successful divine intervention. Artagan uses it as an excuse to cause problems on purpose.

bind me, break me, can you take me (T, 2456 words). Beau gets left behind with the Tombtakers and discovers an unexpected ally.

you’re my canvas (better yet, dear, you’re my muse) (T, 1616 words) Beau and Molly get high in the Blooming Grove and Molly finds out about her tattoo.

trickster’s silken ribbon. (G, 901 words). Fearne meets Artagan as she enters the Material Plane for the first time.

we keep our tribal secrets and we recognize our own. (G, 922 words) Threeleaf AU. Caduceus observes a sibling brawl between the Threeleafs.

close your eyes and let me in. (G, 1194 words) Set in the Doppelganger’s Song universe. Molly convinces Lucien to let him braid his hair.

if you would curry my favor. (G, 735 words) Threeleaf AU. Molly and Kingsley attempt to get their brother a date because he is the worst.

so this is what i’ve known of love (G, 707 words) Caduceus embraces the chaos of his two families meeting... within reason.

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Until You Hate Me (Liam x MC)

PART THREE - THE BEGINNING

A/N: Yes, I do feel ashamed I forgot about this series for TWO years. I also am aware most of you, who have been tagged, dont even remember ever reading this series. If you’d like to be taken off the taglist just let me know because I don’t want to bother anyone. If you want a refresher - it’s the series where Regina pays Riley to be the worst suitor ever so that in two weeks, Liam would have to marry someone Regina picked for him. Previous parts are on my masterlist. Shoutout to the Nonny who motivated me to write this part. Hope y’all enjoy! Characters belong to PB.

Rating: G

Word count: 1692

Tagging: @gardeningourmet @delightfullypinkglitter @blackcatkita @badchoicesposts @jared2612 @princess-geek @desiree-pow-35-1986 @emichelle @ao719 @cordoniantrash @kinggliam @needalittlerain @flyawayboo @nazariortega @jlpplays1 @kimmiedoo5 @annekebbphotography @ladyangel70 @eadanga @kingliam2019 @nz1091 @emceesynonymroll @texaskitten30 @mskaneko @custaroonie @drakesensworld @janezillow @ritachacha @lodberg @msjr0119 @gkittylove99 @sweatyrysconnoisseur @dcbbw @potter1-7harry

“Welcome to Cordonia,” Liam said when the Royal Jet finally landed. He looked at Riley warily as she took in the sights. The flight was a total disaster and made him rethink his whole life. If he hadn’t known better he’d think she wanted to sabotage his mission.

“Looks sick,” she said and Liam sighed.

“Liam, Riley, the car is here. Come before anyone spots us.” Regina nodded towards their driver.

“Whoa, we have our own driver? That’s mad!”

Regina raised an eyebrow in a ‘do-not-overdo-it’ manner but Riley ignored it. For her it was either go hard or go home. Literally, because if she failed she’d go home with no money.

The ride from the private airport to the palace was silent; Riley was admiring the views, Liam was thinking if he made the right choice and Regina was already planning Liam’s wedding to Madeleine.

When they arrived, Regina excused herself and went straight into her office.

“What do you think?” Liam asked politely when they were the only two left.

“It looks so… majestic. Like something I’d expect a palace look like but at the same time like something I wouldn’t expect. It’s gorgeous.”

Liam turned to her stunned by her words. What happened to “sick” and “mad”? Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad, after all.

“Come inside,” he said and extended his hands towards her. She took it and then gasped at the interior.

“It’s so regal and so big and oof—” Riley was almost knocked out by a small, fluffy ball that jumped at her.

“Ah, this is Chance, Maxwell’s dog. He must feel you’re a good person because he is never that happy about strangers.” Liam smiled as he leaned to take her coat. She handed it to him and when Liam walked away to hang it, she bent over to Chance.

“Hey, buddy! I’m super flattered you like me but can you please bite me or start barking at me so Liam doesn’t think I’m good?” She asked and Chance titled his head in confusion. “You see,” she lowered her voice, “I have a mission to complete.”

When Chace still couldn’t understand, Riley tried to speak his language.

“Woof woof woof woof,” she barked at Chance in low voice.

“Um… is everything okay, lady Riley?” Liam asked, suddenly appearing behind her. Shoot.

“Mhm. Just talking to that cute little muffin. And please, call me Riley. I’m no lady.”

“If you insist. Would you like to see your room?”

“Sure! Does it have a mini fridge? I bet it’s totally dope!”

Liam shook his head in disbelief. Riley changed her mood every few minutes. He couldn’t figure her out. Sometimes she was serious and really fun to talk to but then she changed again and acted like a spoiled teenager.

“Here we are.” Liam motioned the room when they finally reached the guest chamber. “It doesn’t have a mini fridge but you can call any of the staff members to ask for whatever you’d like, anytime.”

“Cool.”

“Ah, Liam! Riley! I am so glad to see you both here!” Regina exclaimed with a smiled on her face. “We have a dinner today with a few of our friends. Liam, please help lady Riley to prepare for it.”

“Of course, Regina. Who are we expecting?” Liam asked.

“Duchess Olivia Nevrakis, Lord Neville, Duchess Adelaide, her daughter and Duke Godfrey, lady Hana Lee and her parents, and a few of the court members.”

Liam nodded politely but started to panic internally. Lord Neville, Godfrey and Adelaide weren’t exactly the first people he wanted Riley to be introduced to. He knew too well how they treated commoners and how awful they could be. He had only about two hours before the dinner to go through the royal protocol, table manners, dress code and how to address who. When he looked up at Riley he noticed she was already studying him.

“Everything’s alright?”

“Yes, it is. I just thought we would have more time before your debut.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that! I was born ready!” she said reassuringly, which, ironically, made Liam even less reassured.

~~~~

“So when I see Hana Lee’s dad I should say ‘ni hao’, right?”

“Correct! And can you please repeat how you would address Duchess Olivia?”

“Your Grace,” Riley replied.

“Exactly. And Lord Neville?”

“…Also your Grace?”

“Yes. How would you address me, then?”

“Your Majesty?”

“No, Majesty is used for Kings and Queens. I’m not a King yet so I ought to be addressed ‘your Highness’.”

“So Regina is her Majesty?” Riley asked.

“Precisely. Now, what is my title?”

“Prince?”

“Full title.”

“Prince Louis of Cordonia.”

“Ye—What? What Louis?”

“Your name isn’t Louis?”

“No,” he shook his head. “It’s Liam.”

“Oh, right! Sorry, I’ve always had a problem with remembering names.”

Liam smiled but wanted to scream. Remembering names was probably one of the most important things Riley had to learn. And she forgot even his.

“Let me get this straight, when I talk to you I always have to use ‘your highness’?”

“When we’re with nobility, yes. It shows respect. When there’s only me and you, or friends and family, you can call me by my name,” he explained.

“Which is Louis!”

“Liam,” he corrected. Again.

“Sorry! Sorry!” Riley apologized. “I’ll just need something to associate you with… Oh! I know! I used to listen to One Direction a lot and Liam was the name of one of the singers! I liked him a lot!”

“Whatever works for you.” Liam smiled, feeling less and less enthusiastic about his mission.

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Two hours and three braincell losses later, Riley was walking arm in arm with Liam, into the ballroom. She was wearing a very expensive dress, more expensive than everything she owned altogether. She was very stressed and started to regret coming here. Pretending to be the worst suitor in front of Liam was one thing, but pretending to be the worst suitor in front of all Cordonian nobility was a completely different thing.

“Look, there’s Xinghai, he’s coming here,” Liam whispered and Riley nodded as the man approached them. Liam nudged Riley.

Okay. Show time.

“Hey hoe!” She yelled, making everyone freeze.

I hate myself.

“Riley!” Liam hissed, pinching her arm.

“Excuse me?” Xinghai asked as if not believing his ears.

“I think Riley tried to say ‘ni hao’, is that right?” Liam raised his eyebrows and Riley felt sick.

“Yes! Ni hao! I’m so sorry, I’m very bad at languages!”

Xinghai shook his head. “If you say so.”

“Hi, I’m Hana! And this is my mother, Lorelai.” A girl with a very friendly face extended her hand as if she hadn’t noticed that huge faux-pas. Her mom barely smiled at her.

“Nice to meet you.”

“Your Highness.” A man approached them and raised a glass. “I feel deeply honored to be invited here today. Her Majesty mentioned you would bring an American suitor, is this that lovely lady?”

Riley didn’t know who it was but she sure hated him already. She looked at Liam and realized she wasn’t the only one thinking so.

“Lord Neville. I am very happy you could join us. Yes, this is lady Riley, my suitor. Lady Riley, this is Lord Neville.”

“Lord? Like Lord of the Rings? Is that even a real title?” she asked.

“Excuse me?” Neville was confused and Liam embarrassed. From the corner of her eye, Riley could see Regina smiling at the sight.

At least someone is happy with what I’m doing.

“I believe we haven’t met.” A blond woman interrupted them, holding a glass of champagne in one hand and a very unhappy man in the other.

“This is Duchess Adelaide, Duke Godfrey and their daughter, Countess Madeleine. And this lovely woman by my side is lady Riley.”

“Hi y’all! Louis told me so much about you!” She heard Liam sighing.

“Hmph” was all Godfrey said. The rest of the family looked confused.

“Who’s Louis?” Adelaide asked.

“What happened to One Direction association?” Liam whispered to her when the family wasn’t looking.

“I forgot Louis was in the band, too,” she replied.

“If you excuse us,” Liam turned to Adelaide, “but we need to say hello to Duchess Olivia. Thank you for coming.”

He quickly led Riley far from Adelaide and Godfrey, avoiding other court members on the way. He couldn’t do this. At least not today. Riley clearly wasn’t ready.

“Why hello there,” a lady with red hair and a matching dress greeted them.

“Olivia. Hello. How are you?” Liam started a small talk and Riley noticed he was more relaxed talking to her than he was talking to other people. She must be a friend, she thought.

“I’m great. Haven’t been to a party that is as much fun as this one. And it’s all thanks to you. I’m Olivia.”

“Riley. You’re the Ice Queen?” Riley asked remembering Lythikos was a winter wonderland. She hoped Olivia would be offended just like the others but to her surprise the Duchess burst out laughing.

“Ice Queen! I like her already,” she said as she wiped a tear from her eye. “Absolutely loved when she questioned Neville’s title. The man’s pain in the ass.”

“I’m glad you find it funny,” Liam said firmly. Olivia shrugged and turned to take another glass of wine.

“I’m really sorry I embarrassed you, Louis.”

“Liam,” he corrected.

“Liam,” Riley repeated. “I’ve just came to Cordonia and had only two hours to take it all in. I’ll be better in time.” Not sure how better at making you hate me I can get though.

“It’s fine. Listen, it’s me who should be apologizing. As you said, you just came here and within a few hours you had to learn things I learned throughout the years.”

Riley’s eyes widened. She embarrassed him, she humiliated him and he still apologized? She felt awful.

“I still feel bad. I promise I won’t let you down,” she lied and Liam smiled.

“I’m happy to hear that because we’re visiting our apple orchard tomorrow and the press will be there to meet you, too.”

Riley gulped as she smiled at Liam.

That only meant she had to try even harder.

#the royal romance #the royal heir #the royal finale #king liam #playchoices #choices #liam rys #king liam rys #liam x mc #king liam x mc #liam rys x mc #my fics #until you hate me

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starryeyedrookie · 3 years

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Take Me Home (Ethan x MC)

Book: Set after Open Heart Book 3

Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Evelyn Long)

Word count: 1,307

Rating: General

Category: Pure fluff

Summary: The Ramsey family take a road trip to New York to visit Evelyn’s grandparents for the weekend.

Author’s note: I was inspired to write this fic after a short embarrassing story that I told about Ethan from @jamespotterthefirst Newlywed Game questions which you can read here. This is the full story and also my first fic so I am open to comments and criticism. I hope you all enjoy reading it!❤️

“Evelyn? Evelyyyn?!” Ethan calls through the apartment to no response.

“I’m in here!” A voice calls from the master bedroom.

Opening the door, he finds Evelyn stuffing a suitcase, clothes scattered around her.

“Babe, why are you only packing now? We have to leave in an hour.”

“I packed before, but I was just checking to see if I had everything I needed.”

Ethan crosses the room to stand beside her. Looking into her suitcase, he finds that she’s packed seven underwear along with several different pairs of shoes.

“I highly doubt you’re going to need seven pairs of underwear for a three-day trip sweetheart.”

“I like to be prepared! You never know what can happen.” She starts checking off her fingers, “I can somehow fall into the water and get it wet, it can rip, I can-

He places a finger to her lips to silence her, laughing good-naturedly. “Also, if you’re having trouble closing that monster, it’s probably all those shoes.”

“I like to have options.” Evelyn insists.

“Okay, well please finish so we can start packing the car. We have to leave before the traffic gets too heavy.” Ethan says, kissing her sweetly before heading out of the room.

“Love you!” Evelyn calls after him.

“I love you too.”

A little while and a lot of tidying up later, the family of three is in Ethan’s car, ready to make the five-hour drive to New York to visit Evelyn’s grandparents for the Fourth of July weekend.

“I’m so happy! I haven’t seen my grandparents in a while, and this is the first time we’ve gotten to bring Jenner on a trip with us.” Evelyn states excitedly, petting a happily panting Jenner in the backseat.

Ethan smiles warmly at her. “Didn’t you mention to me that you used to live with your grandparents?”

“Ya, I lived with them while I was attending university. It made the experience better. Not having to live in a dorm, no constant instant ramen, all you’re typical broke college student things.”

“Did they mind having you stay for so long?”

“No, I didn’t see them in person super often as a kid, so they were happy to have the company with it being just the two of them and the dog.”

“They have a dog?”

“Ya, I told you. They have a corgi named Lucy.”

“And they’re okay with us bringing Jenner?”

Evelyn rolls her eyes. “Yes, Ethan. I specifically asked to make sure it would be okay.”

“Alright, as long as you’re sure.”

A few moments of silence pass. “Something doesn’t feel right.” Evelyn sighs.

“What’s wrong?” Ethan asks worriedly. “Did you forget something?”

“No, I didn’t. Do you know what the problem is?” Ethan arched an eyebrow in question. “We have no music! We can’t have a road trip without music!” She pulls out her phone to play her playlist.

“Oh no.” Ethan sighs, faking disdain although he knows that he loves it when she sings.

“Oh yes! Just a small-town girl! Livin’ in a lonely world! She drove in Ethan’s car goin’ anywhere!” They both start laughing, knowing that Evelyn loves to change the words in her favourite songs. “Sing with me, Ethan!”

“I’d much rather just listen to you sing sweetheart.”

“Please?” she asks, making puppy dog eyes at him. “The chorus is coming up.”

“Don’t stop. Believin’.” He starts singing. “Hold on to that feelin’!” Evelyn adds. “Streetlight, people!” They sing together happily for the rest of the drive.

A few hours later they arrive at Evelyn’s grandparents’ house, her grandpa waiting for them on the porch swing. “Papa!” she shouts as she runs out to greet him. “Evelyn! I haven’t seen you in so long! You look absolutely radiant.” he laughs, wiping tears from his eyes. “And Ethan, how are you? At the rate you’re going, you’ll look even better than me when you reach my age!” Ethan laughs. “Thank you, sir, but I don’t think that’s possible.” He goes in for a handshake. “Oh, we’re long past that my boy, come here! And please, we’re past sir as well. You’re my granddaughter’s husband so that makes me your Papa too.” he states wrapping Ethan in a big hug.

“Is Nana home?” Evelyn asked, having not seen her yet.

“She left a little while ago to take Lucy for her for a walk. You guys must be hungry. Do you want something to eat? I’m making dinner now, but your Nana made so much food before she left so you can have some now if you want.”

“Thank you, Papa. We should take Jenner for a walk to stretch his legs before we eat though. We had something to eat on the way here, so we’ll wait for dinner.” Evelyn smiles graciously.

“Okay, as long as you won’t be hungry, there’s that dog park down the street if you remember that you can go too. Nana takes Lucy there all the time.”

“Okay, thanks!”

“See ya’ll in a bit! And Jenner when you come back, I have a treat for you!”

“Woof woof!” Jenner barks as he happily wags his tail, relieved to be out of the car.

Following the trail to the park, Evelyn looks around. “Everything is just like I remember.”

“When was the last time you visited?”

“Two years ago. They went away last year for the holiday. Oh, there’s the park up ahead!” she says pointing to the park full of dogs and their owners. “Do you have the ball?”

“Right here,” Ethan responds, pulling the ball out of his pocket. He throws it as Jenner takes off running. Moments pass and he still hasn’t returned. “Where could he be?” Evelyn wonders aloud, shielding her eyes from the sun to look for Jenner, also just realizing that Ethan is no longer standing next to her. “Ethan? Ethan, where are you?!”

“I found him!” he shouts back, running to the sight of two dogs tangled together. “Jenner get off of her!” he scolds, standing to apologize to the owner. “I’m so sorry ma’am I- “Nana!” Evelyn runs to gather her grandmother in a hug. “Nana…?” Ethan blushes furiously, having not recognized her with her big hat and sunglasses.

“Evelyn, what a surprise! I didn’t expect you guys to get here so early!”

“We left earlier so we could beat the traffic. I’m so sorry about Jenner. We threw the ball and-

“Don’t worry about it, dear. Come here Ethan, let me get a better look at you!” Ethan steps forward hesitantly still reeling over the interaction that just happened moments ago. “Wow, so handsome! You look even better in person.”

“Thank you,” he mumbled, still blushing.

“I didn’t take him to be a shy one Evey!”

“He’s not usually shy, I think you’re just matching his charming game, Nana.” Evelyn smiles, attaching Jenner back on his leash.

“Oh, I know sweetie. Come on.” she says, taking Ethan’s hand “dinner is probably ready and we should go eat if we’re going to see the fireworks later.”

Lots of food, dessert, and lively conversation later, everyone is headed to the park to watch the fireworks. Ethan lays down a blanket for him and Evelyn to sit on.

“So, did you have fun today?” Evelyn asks, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Aside from the fact that Jenner tried to jump Lucy, yes, it was quite nice.”

“Nana likes you a lot.”

“I know, some would think even more than you do,” he says laughing and kissing her hand.

“Not possible,” she responds, booping his nose.

Together, they watch the fireworks, an amicable silence settling between them.

“I love you, Evelyn. And I hope one day when we grow old, we'll be just like your grandparents. That we'll still care for, love, and adore each other as they do.”

“We will Ethan, ” she says, kissing him, “and I love you too.”

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twh-news · 3 years

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'Loki' Star Sophia Di Martino on the Season 1 Finale, Working With Jonathan Majors and What She Knows About Season 2

[Editor's note: The following contains spoilers through the Season 1 finale of Loki, "For All Time. Always."]

Since her introduction at the end of Episode 2, Sophia Di Martino's depiction of Sylvie, the female variant of Loki introduced midway through her campaign of vengeance against the TVA, has been a defining aspect of Disney+'s Loki. And, as we learned in the season finale, the story of Loki isn't over yet — though what's in store is pretty nebulous, following Sylvie's betrayal of Loki (Tom Hiddleston) after what was their first and what might be their last kiss.

In a one-on-one conversation with Di Martino via Zoom, Collider asked about working with Jonathan Majors in his MCU debut, what it was like having both fight scenes and more romantic scenes with Hiddleston, and of course what the conversations around Season 2 have been like.

Collider: To start off, when did you have a sense that there would be a second season of Loki?

DI MARTINO: I mean, there'd been rumors for a while, but I still haven't heard officially if it's happening, like officially, officially. I only know what I know through reading the news. And I know, because you guys know, because of the tag at the end of Episode 6.

I was going to say, that feels like a pretty official thing, but it doesn't sound like anyone has shown up at your doorstep with paperwork.

DI MARTINO: No, nothing. Nothing like that.

Now, does that mean that when you watched it, were you given a full script of the sixth episode?

DI MARTINO: Yes. We got one episode at a time. So I wasn't given Episode 6 until like midway through shooting Episode 5.

So in that situation, what was your initial reaction to reading, especially like the last, say, 10 pages or so.

DI MARTINO: Just like, holy crap. This is massive. How exciting. Woof. And then also, "who's going to play He Who Remains, I need to know because it's such an amazing part and such incredible speeches he has. I wanted to imagine who would play him, but I couldn't have ever imagined the way Jonathan would have done it. So brilliant.

In terms of working with Jonathon Majors, what was that experience like? Just because I feel like he brought such a different energy to the role than I think anyone would have ever expected.

DI MARTINO: Yeah. He just exploded onto that set with so much energy and nothing like we could ever have imagined. It was a lot of fun and he was brilliant. You know, people were saying this is going to be something really special, whispering behind the camera. He was so eccentric and fun and kind of terrifying. Very easy for Tom and I to just sit and listen to him for a few days. Very entertaining.

Yeah. In rewatching the episode, it's still so striking to me the way that, after Sylvie stabs him, he makes barely any noise.

DI MARTINO: Because he knows that it's a possibility, I think. So maybe he's had a long time to sort of imagine every scenario. Yeah. It's kind of creepy, isn't it? The way he does that.

When you were breaking down the script for Episode 6, were you talking about Kang the Conqueror? Were you talking about the comic book backstory there?

DI MARTINO: I don't remember talking about the comic book backstory of Episode 6. But you know, to be honest, it was all very quick. Especially with Episode 6, we got the script pretty late in the day. So there wasn't that much mining to be done, to be honest. I'm not sure about Jonathan's experience, but for me, it was sort of pretty late in the day, just in the case of learning my lines and trying to make sure I didn't mess that up.

Of course — and it makes sense in terms of where your character is coming from.

DI MARTINO: Exactly. So I just need to know at that point, I just need to know what's going on for Sylvie.

In that case, in your head, what was going on for Sylvie in those scenes?

DI MARTINO: Oh my goodness. So much. I mean, so much happens in like 30 seconds. Doesn't it?

Definitely. But even before the final sequences, it's very dialogue-heavy and there's a lot of listening. In playing that, what was important for you?

DI MARTINO: To really listen and to really take on board what he was saying to us at that point, and then to choose not to believe him. For Sylvie, she's just on a revenge mission from the minute she walks into that building, she knows that she wants to kill someone. When they're in the elevator with him, she's already taking swipes at him. She just wants to get him with her machete. And I think she's just so laser-focused on that goal, that he could have said anything to her and her priority wouldn't have changed.

So you don't think there was ever a moment in that whole sequence where Sylvie was tempted, not tempted by the possibilities presented, but tempted to believe him?

DI MARTINO: I think there's a moment that he really pushes Sylvie's buttons when he's talking about you have been on a long journey and it's been really tough for you, hasn't it? And you can't trust anyone. You think you can trust him. And he starts playing mind games with them, playing them off against each other. And I think at that point, he plants a seed of doubt in her mind about Loki, but I think her mission to want to kill him doesn't change. She's absolutely married to that idea. And that feeling is so strong that she chooses it over Loki in the end.

From your perspective, where does that come from?

DI MARTINO: Just revenge. Like having her life taken away from her, her life ruined, spending her whole life on the run, this sort of anger. And if you want to think of it in these terms, her "glorious purpose." I went there.

I don't think you got to say those words during the show, so I'm glad you got this moment now.

DI MARTINO: Yeah. I'm saying it as much as I can now.

Later in the episode, this wasn't the first time you had a fight sequence with Tom Hiddleston, but did it feel different from the episodes you shot earlier?

DI MARTINO: Yeah, it did. This scene was far more emotive. There was a lot more going on for both of them. It was the breakup scene. It was the fight that you have when you are leaving someone. And it's so painful because you care about this person, but you just can't be with them for whatever reason. And that's how that felt.

Which is so interesting because of course what happens at the end of it is that there's a kiss and it's given the whole big Hollywood romantic music treatment.

DI MARTINO: Yeah. I mean, but that often happens when you're splitting up with someone, doesn't it? Just one last time, a sweet goodbye. It's kind of like a goodbye kiss in a way.

Of course. But it was also, unless I'm missing something, the first kiss.

DI MARTINO: Yeah. It was. And it had been building up for a long, long time. I think it was ultimately a goodbye kiss and a clap away for Sylvie to physically turn him around so she could get hold of that TemPad and zap him back to the TVA.

Yeah, of course. In terms of that, in general, I feel like there's a temptation to just kind of look at the Loki and Sylvie relationship as a straightforward romance, which of course it is very much not. From your perspective, what was it about that you worked hard to lean into.

DI MARTINO: I think it's about sort of self-love and acceptance as well as being a romance story. And for Sylvie, she's sort of shedding everything she doesn't need before she gets to He Who Remains so she can kill him. She gets rid of her cape, she gets rid of her horns. She ultimately gets rid of Loki. It's just not serving her in that moment. And it's so cold to think of it that way. But I think that's what was happening. That and the fact that she wanted him to be safe. So, she's kind of saving him by pushing him through that time door as well.

And if you're going to think of it as like an exploration of self-acceptance and self-love, that's also interesting because she showed sort-of, I don't know, getting rid of a part of herself that isn't serving her anymore at the same time as keeping it safe.

It's really interesting to hear you talk about it that way, because it makes me think about how the one thing that came out, especially I think in Episode 5, is the idea that knowing Sylvie made Loki a better person in some fundamental ways. And I'm wondering about the opposite of that. What did knowing Loki mean for Sylvie?

DI MARTINO: I think it's slightly different for Sylvie. I don't know if he's made her a better person. I don't know if she's allowed herself to change yet. Loki's been quite brave and he's changed. He's a changed person by the end of that series. Sylvie is still hell-bent on her mission and she still chooses it over caring about someone else. So maybe she's yet to make that change.

So in talking about the scene like it's a breakup... Season 1 ends with the characters being very separated and of course, Season 2 is very much a nebulous thing at the moment, but people break up all the time and get back together. In your head, do you see there being still some sort of future for the characters as a couple?

DI MARTINO: It would definitely be fun to see them in the same room together again, wouldn't it? I'm fascinated. Yeah. After that, I'm fascinated to see what Loki has to say to Sylvie after doing that to him. Who knows? Never say never. I'm really excited to see what they come up with because it could go in so many different directions, but surely they have to come face to face again at some point.

It's like that awkward party after you've broken up with someone and you see them again. And that first conversation, whether it's in public or not, it's sorts of awful, but such a relief once it's been done.

Something that's been kind of a topic of discussion when it comes to talking about romance on screen is a quality that a lot of leading men have — for lack of a better term, the ability to give their love interest a Look. I've consulted with others and we feel like Tom Hiddleston has the look or has the ability to deliver the look. And I'm curious what it's like to be on the other side of it.

DI MARTINO: Tom's a very charming man and he could definitely make people go weak at the knees by just giving them a look. My reaction to that is always to sort of make a joke and run away. So there was probably a lot of that on set, breaking the tension by being a goofball.

I just had to react as Sylvie. And Sylvie's got these walls up. She doesn't let anyone in and that includes Loki. So sure there's a sort of, oh, this person is not as I thought they were. I'm warming to them. But Sylvie's not an easy nut to crack.

Is it fun getting to play that kind of strength?

DI MARTINO: Yeah. It's awesome because when her defenses do come down and she's vulnerable, it's really interesting. And you start to see all of the stuff that's buried underneath and that's what makes her a great character to play.

So, how do you feel about there being a second season? Do you feel like if there hadn't been a second season, you would have gotten the closure you wanted to from the story?

DI MARTINO: Probably not. I want to know what happens just like everyone else. I'm super excited and I just can't wait to see which direction they're going because it could be infinite directions.

Do you have a sense that there might've been different aspects to it, had COVID not been an issue?

DI MARTINO: I think COVID actually probably made it a lot better. We had a five months hiatus and Kate and the producers and writers worked a lot on episodes five and six during that time. And as far as I've heard, a lot changed for the better. They could rewatch what we'd already shot and just carry on working on the scripts and developing them. So I think it was great to have that time actually, as awful in most ways it was, that was the silver lining of it.

Very. Yeah. So looking forward, I imagine if there's a second season, you're on board if you get asked.

DI MARTINO: Hopefully. Hope so.

By the way, I was really excited to see the story about how your costume was designed to allow you to breastfeed during shooting. That seems like it was a really special detail.

DI MARTINO: Yeah, really, really. I'm just so grateful that that happened. It made my life so much easier and it was important to me that I carried on doing that. So it was just the little things and it's just saved a lot of time. Practically, it was a godsend.

Of course. So looking forward, what's next for you?

DI MARTINO: Lots of interviews. Lots of being able to talk about episode six finally, and then, who knows? An infinite possibility. So yeah, I'm excited to see what happens and to see people's reactions to the series because people are still catching up. People are still watching and rewatching it and probably go on.

Yeah. I mean, I imagine that you're going to be cosplayed at various conventions over the next several decades probably.

DI MARTINO: Do you think? That blows my mind.

I mean, cosplaying has a long legacy to it.

DI MARTINO: It's so cool. The way that people are already making Sylvie horns and crafting them from scratch and spraying them. And there's one woman that's just sewn a whole suit together and it looks exactly like my costume. It's so impressive, the love and attention people put into it.

Are you getting an action figure?

DI MARTINO: I don't know. Hopefully. What would I do with it? Maybe I could use it as a cake topper. Who knows? But that would be a very cool thing to have, wouldn't it?

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✨Day 24✨

Pairing: Bishop Losa x Female Reader

Word Count: 800

Warnings: mention of smut but other than that it’s just fluff!

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Waking up to the sun shining through the blinds, you turn around to find Bishop sound asleep. His face was relaxed as he took even breaths.

You wanted to reach your hand out and touch his face, but you didn't; he needed all the sleep he could get after such a long time from home.

Admiring his beauty for a few more minutes before you got up, trying not to wake him on the way to the kitchen.

Deciding to make some breakfast as he most likely hadn't had a good breakfast in a long time, and you were also quite hungry after your little... adventure last night.

Making some simple scrambled eggs and bacon with toast, you heard footsteps approaching the kitchen. It was Bishop, and you could tell that Bodhi was on his way to, the sound of the tag on his collar jingled lightly.

You turned towards the door to greet them both. “I see you two are getting along.” Bishop entered the kitchen with Bodhi bouncing along right beside him.

“I was hoping to find my beautiful wife in bed with me, but instead, I was greeted by this guy.”

“Woof.”

“Good morning. How did you sleep, babe?”

Bishop came to your side and kissed you on the cheek. “Like a baby.”

Traveling your hands from his naked chest till you wrapped your hands around his neck as he went around your waist. “I made you breakfast.”

“I would rather you stayed in bed so I could have you for breakfast.” Leaning his head down to your neck and leaving kisses across the skin there.

You closed your eyes for a second, enjoying the feeling of his lips on your skin, but after a while, you pulled him away.

“As much as I would love for this to continue, Bishop, we should eat something! I'm pretty sure both of us are pretty hungry after our... activities from last night.”

He leaned his head on your shoulder, letting out an annoyed groan. “But I'm having you later.”

Bishop ate his full plate of breakfast in a matter of seconds. “Jesus, slow down, you are going to choke.” “This is the best breakfast I've had.” “It's just eggs and bacon...” “It's the best eggs and bacon in the whole of Santo Padre.” Rolling your eyes at him. He could be a bit dramatic sometimes.

You already decided to give him one of his Christmas presents a little bit earlier, and you were so nervous.

“Uh... Bishop... I want to give you one of your presents now.”

“Now?”

“Yes, now! Just wait here.”

You got up to retrieve the gift from its hiding spot, your hands shaking slightly as you walked back to where he was sat.

Looking down at the wrapped gift in your hand. You were so nervous and scared about what was going to happen and so excited at the same time. Lifting your head and finding his eyes. He was waiting for you to give him the gift.

“Here.”

You sat down in your chair again, bouncing your leg up and down as he unwrapped the paper and took the lid of the box.

He held up his gift, his brows furrowed in confusion at first until it clicked in his head at what he was looking at, and then you could see his face light up.

“Your pregnant?!”

Nodding your head, yes.

“Are you serious?!”

“Yes, this is not a joke. We are having a baby Bishop.”

“We are having a baby...” “WE ARE HAVING A BABY!” He screamed at the top of his lungs, jumping up from his chair and coming to your side and pulling you up from the chair in a hug.

Grabbing the side of your face with his hands as you leaned your forehead on his.

“You just made me the happiest man in the world,” he whispered as he laid one hand on your stomach that was carrying his unborn child.

Bodhi got up from his place on the floor, getting excited about the commotion that was happening, and he wanted to get in on the fun.

You picked him up from the floor, holding him between you and Bishop, as he licked both of your faces.

“And you let me do all those things to you last night while you were carrying my child...?” You both burst into laughter at that.

This was all Bishop needed in his life. This was what he would kill and die for. His family. His child, his beautiful, caring wife, and we can't forget about Bodhi either, of course.

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satashiiwrites · 3 years

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Make a list of your favorite ships with your favorite tropes for them.

Tagged by the lovely @radio-chatter—thanks for the tag!

1. MReyder (Mass Effect Andromeda) is going to forever be my favorite ship of all time and the one i go down with until somehow BioWare retcons everything in some horrible way (please don’t take that as a challenge). I think the fact that we just get the barest of bare outlines of Reyes and Scott is my preferred Ryder sibling to play as… yeah. None of the other ships compare. I’m not big on having Scott date within his team and Reyes just has so much potential. He’s a character that lives in the shadows and has unclear canon goals. So yeah… of course i’m going to write a 600k and counting fic about them (An Andromeda Tale). If i had to pick a favorite type of thing it’s probably some of the quieter moments between them. I kinda see them as not being showy about who they are to each other in public due to their respective political affiliations/positions. Another thing I really adore in fics is when Reyes goes absolutely feral because someone did something to Scott—either because of his relationship with Reyes or just because he’s the pathfinder…. I’m not picky here. I mostly don’t read a ton of other writers fics nowadays but if i’m daydreaming of fic ideas it’s 90% of the time about these two.

2. Buddie (911) is the other ship that’s been preoccupying too much brain space as of late. Like what seems the majority of tumblr, I too have become a regular watcher of this little wee-woo show about first responders and Evan Buckley and Edmundo Diaz are my preferred couple (non-canon). If i got pushed for canon couple i suppose it would be Bathena but really i’m just a sucker for Buddie family stuff and don’t go looking for anything else. Or NavySeal!Buck fics hence Family, Familia, ‘Ohana. I’m blissfully about half a season behind on this show and my brain likes to be stuck back on either their first meeting in 2x01 or the tsunami and it’s aftermath. Someday i might move on to more recent events but there’s just so much to explore….

I also seem to have a thing for shower sex scenes… see Exposure Therapy or the Kiss Cam series.

Comfort fic recs: Leading with the Left by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels; Those Two Firefighters by Dark Fairytale; Leave the Light On (I’ll be Coming Home) by HMS Lusitania

3. McDanno (Hawaii 5-0). *sigh*. Why couldn’t they have been canon? I’m going to pretend like the majority of like the last three seasons doesn’t exist okay? The carguments. The saying ‘i love you’ casually. The calling each other pet names. The freakin’ cuddling on the couch together. The way that Danny likes to sit on the counter and talk to Steve. The heart-to-heart discussions on the beach… the way they met and Danny got Steve’s respect by punching him… That being said i still think my favorite episode is the one where Steve sneaks onboard the Missouri (I think it was the Missouri) and the old vet asks him if he’s talking to his wife (IIRC this is like the third or fourth episode…) and he’s just talking to Danny. Some of my favorite comfort read fics that I still circle back to are about these two impossible idiots. I also adore them in crossovers with Buddie.

Comfort reads: Signal Fire by Kaliadawn; War Dogs by Cattraine; Love’s a Battlefield (and the Navy Didn’t Train Steve for this Shit) by Cyerus

4. Sterek (Teen Wolf). I mean… who doesn’t have their vampire or werewolf phase? I’ve had both. When it comes to TW there’s a lot out there but the only thing that I really look for is Sterek when i’m in the mood. I’m also not a huge fan of Scott in general. I could potentially go for more peter/Chris/sheriff stuff but there’s not much out there. My ideal Sterek fic is usually either an AU or set in the future where Stiles and Derek are older and finally get together after everything they’ve been through. I also prefer Alpha!derek and Emissary!stiles in general with a side of not Scott friendly because woof dude… you’re a terrible best friend. Oh—another side couple there’s not enough of would be Dackson (Jackson/Danny) and I’m not opposed to Marrish in general either. But Sterek for life *waves flag*

5. Bradnate (Generation Kill, HBO war). Mostly because Stark Sands and Alexander Skarsgard just know how to stare at each other in the most intense marine way. My favorite fic out there is the one where Brad visits Nate in graduate school and Nate’s entire study group thinks they’re together when they’re not. Cue the whole fic being where Nate finally figures out Brad’s okay with being more than just friends (Tiptoe Through Our Shiny City by Dira Sudis). It’s just perfect okay?? Also there’s not enough fic out there.

I have a bunch of other fleeting attractions in other fandoms but these would be the ones that i read the most of. Other vague trips i’ve taken in the past include Mark Watney/Chris Beck from the Martian, Bagginshield, Stony, Ironhawk, ineffable husbands, Nathan Stark/Jack Carter from Eureka, anything from White Collar, Brian O’Conner/Carter Verone from the FF series, Brian/Dom, 00q, then there’s that whole Suits thing I had for Marvey that didn’t last…yeah. Everyone has there random asides.

Tagging whoever would like to play along…

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My assumptions about you based on who your stray kids bias is~

Bang Chan: you’re constantly horny, but you mask it with 🌸🥺💗💌 but we all know what you’re thinking about, and it’s Chris’ arms. 90% of your camera roll is pictures of Chan being cute or sexy, and your YouTube history is just Chan’s room clips. You’re also super duper OT8 though. You love these boys almost as much as your bias does. I’m guessing you went through an emo phase sometime in your life, or at least often wear all black with layers upon layers no matter the weather.

Lee Know: you’re really smart and/or really gay. Lesbians love Lino! You’ve probably read the hunger games or a similar book series at some point, and now you just like guys that are cold or serious a lot. You’re some of the only people that see minho for more than just being “mean”, and I really appreciate that. Also, you’re all cat people. Unlike stray kids, you can name and identify all of Minho’s cats, and I’m sure he appreciates that. Although most people would get mad, you’re through the moon when your favorite idols post selfies with stupid, face-warping filters, and theyre more than often your lock screen. Overall, you’re the superior kind of stay, and far too powerful to be contained.

Changbin: Oh my god, we get it, you love him. (kidding, please keep talking about him). You have a real heart of gold. Basically the nicest person ever, but you can still pick on your friends from time to time. There’s so much love in your heart, but most of it is for Changbin. No offence, but you’re probably short (although arent most stays short?). Crazy assumption, but did you go through a steven universe/gravity falls phase? Don’t worry, the best of us did. You probably have very fond memories of children’s media like cartoons or childrens books, and i’m nearly certain you own at least two Squishmallows. I will protect you at all costs.

Hyunjin: Oh, so you’re really hot. You’re also very opinionated and outgoing when needed, but damn. Leave some for the rest of us. You don’t even know you’re breaking hearts left and right, but please don’t stop. You don’t have a ton of friends, but a few very close ones, and you’re okay with that. You’re also very talented at a lot of things, even things you don’t know or think you’re good at. The jack of all trades type. You’re very much the kind of person to speak up when you see something going wrong, whether it’s bigotry, bullying, or anything you personally don’t agree with. Don’t get it wrong, though, if anyone even mentions Hyunjin or Stray Kids, you’re ready to go on a 5 hours tirade about how amazing and talented and pretty Hwang Hyunjin is. May god have mercy on those who are within earshot.

Han: Stop acting so tough. We all know you’re just a little softy. No amount of silver jewelry or punk/alternative clothing can hide who you are inside: a baby. Han Jisung is your wallpaper, your app icons, your inspiration, your happiness!!! You would do anything to protect Jisung and make him happy. If you ever hear your friends or loved ones talking poorly about themselves, you’re ready to jump on them and cover them in love and compliments and reassure them that they are incredible. You’re everyone’s best friend and you don’t even know it. You’re also super duper funny! This might sound odd, but you probably have a strong opinion about tiktok houses. Quick question: what’s your favorite sitcom to reference? Or what’s the tiktok audio you reference constantly for a month before forgetting it exists?

Felix: You’re adorable. You make my fragile little heart melt. Your existence lights up the lives of everyone around you, and the brightness of your smile is rivalled only by the sun. Although you might be a little anxious sometimes, your presence is a present and everyone adores you! You’re so nice to everyone around you, and we all appreciate it. To you, Felix is your happy place. Truly, just looking at a picture of Felix makes you feel warm and cozy in the best way possible. Although you first fell in love with him for his voice, by now you understand all of his talents and charms. You’re beyond whipped for this man, but whenever asked about it, you just say “I love him” :) super cute omg. Sorry if this calls you out, but you probably went through a Dan and Phil phase, and you might even still watch them to this day, albeit without the sharpie whiskers. Stay cute, babes!

Seungmin: You’re perfect. You’re beautiful. You look like Linda Evangelista. You’re a model. Did you stone those tights? Oh, you’re smiling! ... okay but can we talk about how amazing Seungmin biased people are? Literally so nice and well mannered, and I’m not just saying that because I’m one of them. You’re sometimes really sassy and catty, but most of the time, you’re just a ball of sunshine. You’re super cute, and you’re probably obsessed with cottage core aesthetic or Sanrio characters (or both)! You probably play and instrument of some kind, or even sing a little. Maybe even draw omg you’re talentedddd. You’re also accidentally funny a lot, whether that’s from clumsiness or cuteness. Despite looking adorable, you’re uper smart and cunning, probably witty as fuck when you get into arguments, which isn’t often because you shut down the other person faster than they can think of a response. Lovely lovely lovely people!

Jeongin: You’re either a few years older than Jeongin and baby him to death or you’re a few years younger than him and you just think he’s cute (although he’s getting a lot hotter omg did you see his arms???) You can be a little quiet sometimes, but whenever you talk, it’s something mindblowingly insightful or painfully hilarious. You can be super cute when you need to get something, and only when you want something. Again, you break hearts left and right, but don’t stop. Everyone fucking loooooooves you, and your friend group will not hesitate to remind you how much they appreciate you. You have a bunch of hidden talents that only a very few amount of people know, because to you, they’re just hobbies. You’re super talented and amazing, and you don’t even know it! You’re probably very clumsy and bubbly, even when no one is around. There’s probably some Panic! at the Disco or Troye Sivan on your playlist.

woof this was rough lol i hope this was funny to some people. reblog with how much i got right about you in the tags, cuties! :)

#skz #stray kids #nia shitposts

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gallickingun · 4 years

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can you give me your top 10 fics you’ve read for bnha on tumblr?

omg this was tough, but i think i’ve narrowed it down. these aren’t in number order btw, just in order of me remembering them off the top of my head!

also just a reminder that my fic rec tag is: /morgan-says-read-it !

reckless by @cutesuki--bakugou : this this this holy cow. it’s all about dragon king!bakugou going into a rut and reader being sick and tired of not being the woman who he uses to get himself through it. there are feelings, of course, and a lot of breeding talk! it’s seriously so good, i was rooting for them the whole time, just begging bakugou to admit his feelings!!

dragon dick kiri by @makoodles : the whole series is just a godsend. kirishima has an odd shaped dick, the rest is history. i LOVE the characterization of kiri in this series, and then mak brought bakugou in, and she kept him like true to character but also really entertaining. fun fact: this was the first threesome fic i read! i believe this is 3 parts right now, and each part is a gem.

catch and release by @1-800-callmekatsuki : god. cece just fucking blows me away EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. her smut is unparalleled. i seriously want to be her when i grow up, i aspire to be as good of a writer as she is. and this one shot just further proves it! bakugou as a god, reader as a lowly mortal. he’s been waiting her whole life just to snap her up for his own. i adore mythology, and this wraps up mythology and a little yandere with a whole lotta smut. i heard there may be a part two 👀

red roses by @shoutogepi : if you like a lil bit of fuckboy kirishima who owns a flowershop, here’s ya juice! it’s so good. rosie really captures kirishima’s fuckable lovable personality really well, and the smut is just 👌 she amazes me with her talent, and i really use her stuff to push myself to write better smut lol.

cratus by @bratwritings : heroes rising spoilers but this fic is so good. bakugou’s ofa abilities come out in some promiscuous ways, and reader just wants to help him work through whatever is causing his intense frustration. the smut is great, the feelings are really well displayed. i was enraptured the whole time! nat did a really amazing job with this!!

seven minutes by @lookslikeleese : dude. dude. duuuuude. this is so good! it’s about reader getting stuck playing seven minutes in heaven with bakugou AND todoroki. and it plays up virgin!bakugou, which is wonderful lol, a headcanon i share with leese (and others, i’m sure). and todoroki was spot on in this as well. it was just so much fun! and i know there’s a pt 2 out, but i haven’t had time to read it yet! i know what i’m doing this weekend 👀

live show series by @lady-bakuhoe : somehow i got wrangled into this and i couldn’t stop! i love bakugou in this, he’s a good mix of hilarious, sexy, and emotional. bakugou is a camboy and reader is one of his viewers, and the rest is history! the plot is great, the smut is great, it’s all just good shit. there’s four parts up now, and i think there’s gonna be a fifth eventually!!

midnight whispers by @cutesuki--bakugou : god, this fic played with my heart. ripped it out, tore it open, sewed it back together, and shoved it back in my chest. my face was leaking, my heart was pounding. god. bakugou x koge (one of sarah’s beautiful ocs!) get into a fight, which leads to bakugou sleeping on the couch and koge coming to reconcile things. it’s just so true to how marital life is, there are hard times, but you work through it. so beautifully done. i can’t scream enough about sarah’s talent or her original characters.

a show of dominance by @ikinabi : holy shit. sub bakugou? sub bakugou. i’d been wanting to write sub!bakugou for some time but couldn’t really muster up the courage to do it, so i’m glad i found this fic lol. reader bites the hell out of bakugou’s shoulder and it turns him into the subbiest little brat. i loved it. red did a wonderful job of keeping bakugou’s snark and attitude while also making him a blubbering baby back bitch. every word of this is golden.

needy by @shoutogepi : another sub fic because the world doesn’t have enough sub!male fics. but sub!todoroki?? holy cow, that one hits different. i imagine him all “say yes sir” and “don’t make me bend you over my knee” but like.......... woof. todoroki gets hit by a quirk at work and then begs reader for her strap. what else could you want? rosie, again, is one of the most beautiful smut writers i’ve ever had the pleasure of befriending. and i hope that i can grow to be as good as she is.

omg i could keep going forever. i didn’t even realize i had hit 10!!! honestly this list will probably change because i’m trying to work my way around to reading more, but for now, these are the 10 that are most memorable for me! thank you for the ask, and make sure to check out these writer’s masterlists!!! 💕

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bijoharvelle · 4 years

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doing these prompts! today is “roadtrips” and it’s dedicated to @starlightcastiel because it’s her birthday!! read the whole series!

Cas is dozing off in the hammock when Dean finds him, book splayed over his chest and dog sprawled across his legs. He stirs a little as Dean’s shadow falls over him and then stretches, opens his eyes. There’s a sheepish, hesitant look over Dean’s face -- in his napping, Cas almost forgot about the tiff they got into. Nothing serious, just a back-and-forth over which car they would take on the two hour trek down to the beach the next day.

Dean, of course, wanted to take the Impala. Cas argued that his truck fit more and would be safer if they wanted to take the kids somewhere. Dean replied that he wasn’t going to leave his Baby sitting alone for a week and he sure as hell wasn’t going to drive in Cas’s yuppie-mobile. They left it at that.

“So, I was thinking,” Dean starts, hands behind his back, rocking his weight.

Cas blinks up at him before gently tossing his book to the ground and opening his arms.

Dean gives a sigh close to relief and works his way into the hammock, upsetting Colt with a huffing woof. Once the net stops swinging, they all settle down, Dean curled against Cas’s side, half over his chest, and Colt nestled between their legs. “I was thinking,” Dean starts again, “that maybe we could take your truck down to Ocean Park, after all.”

Cas hides his triumphant smile in Dean’s hair and tries not to laugh. He loves Dean, so much, and his shifting temper has become more endearing as the years have come on. “That sounds like a good idea,” Cas says. He trails a hand up Dean’s back, beneath his shirt.

“Just - You were right. Deano’s car seat fits better in the truck. And Colt does better, too. Besides, we’ll be tracking sand and ice cream and stuff all through it and that’d be hell on Baby’s interior.”

“I agree,” Cas says. And then, “Additionally. I told you so.”

Dean groans into Cas’s collar but it’s good-natured. “Yes, you did. You are smart and all-knowing and always right.”

Cas laughs at that and wiggles a little, getting his arm cinched around Dean’s shoulders so it’s more of an embrace. “I’m glad we settled that. Now we can just look forward to a very nice vacation.” He can feel Dean’s smile curving against his skin.

“Gonna be even better than last year. Deano’s bigger now, he’ll be more aware and stuff.”

“We should take the kids for a night,” Cas suggests, voice slurring a little as he drifts close to sleep again. “Give Sam and Eileen some time to themselves. Jo loves the arcade; we could do the boardwalk with them.”

Dean nods, grin widening. “We’re gonna have to find another house soon. Four adults, two kids and two dogs is getting a little much for where we are now.” A moment of thought, and he adds, “But I do love our little loft. Our own private space...” Turning his head, he prints a kiss to Cas’s neck.

“Guess you’ll have to make sure to find us one with another loft, then,” Cas says with a soft laugh. “We should head inside soon, get to sleep. Lots of packing and driving ahead of us tomorrow.”

Dean hums an affirmative sound but neither of them move, just continue to drift lazily in the waning sun.

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twentiethcenturysims · 3 years

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hi! i'm interested in the decades challenge, do you have any tips on how to get started? i really like how you make everyone in the town historically accurate as well, do you go through and do all the houses too?

Hello! You’re looking to start the decades challenge? I highly recommend it, it’s my absolute favourite Sims challenge.

To get started, I recommend having a read through the rules (here, or my modified version here) and seeing what you’re up against.

Next, you’ll want to download some decade appropriate custom content. Of course you can play the decades challenge without cc, but it’s much more fun (in my opinion) when cc is used. And there’s so much wonderful content out there!

Finally: I really recommend documenting your playthrough, whether you post it or not. It can be so wonderful to go back and admire your family as they grow and change over the passing years.

That’s my general advice for the challenge, I’ll put more specifics about how I’m doing my current playthrough under the cut. For those who want to see how the sausage is made, read on!

First off - I plan to use made-over townies / maxis sims for every non-family character in this legacy. Let’s see if I can keep that up! I have a separate save that is just for harvesting townies when I need them in my decades save.

I don’t make over all townies to be historically accurate. I made over the Villareal family for story purposes, and arranged a meeting between Luna and Travis. In hindsight, it would have been fun to make a few possible lovers for Travis and allowed him to mingle with them and see who he took a liking to - though things have gone well with Luna, so I don’t really regret my method.

I did learn from this moving forward. For Jacques and Rose’s class, I took a bunch of townies from the harvest-save and de-aged them to teenagers. By having a group, there will be more options for the sims to pursue people who they are interested in. This worked out pretty well for me, and I plan to do it in the future too.

I don’t make over all the houses for the townies ... woof that sounds like a lot of work. I’m not really a builder (I only like to build quaint little cottages and farmhouses) so building a ton of houses wouldn’t be much fun for me. If I need a house for a scene (like when Travis asked Luna’s father for his blessing) I will find a historical lot that someone else has uploaded, usually by searching @simshistoricalfinds lots tag. Although I have been doing quite a bit of building recently to prepare for the 1900s generation...

Thank you for this question! Good luck with your decades challenge. I hope you have a wonderful time.

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