can i ask why you like bismuth so much? this isn't a callout or an accusation or anything - i just want to understand your reasoning behind finding bismuth to be one of your faves, if that's ok
I like how loving and protective she is of her friends. I identify with her anger and her feelings of helplessness and that her immediate response to betrayal is to feel worthless and self-loathing–she’s obviously mad about what Rose did, but she never calls her bad or even wrong for doing it; she tells Steven about how much she admired her despite knowing she betrayed her, like she doesn’t forgive her for it but she still respects her and wants to understand. I love her because all her flaws happen because her good points exist at such extremes.
I love what she brings out in the main Crystal Gems team!!! Garnet and Pearl are the selves they normally only show glimpses of (that is to say, both radicalized and self-accepting but also deeply vulnerable oppressed people, and old soldiers of a noble resistance to tyranny) the entire time she’s with them. She makes Amethyst feel better about herself and shows immediate respect for her, and even though Steven doesn’t understand her (and like, I don’t like the way it was written but I think he DID innocently misunderstand her; I would have responded the same way at 14…maybe not the re-bubbling) she recognizes him for what he is: Rose’s attempt to completely understand Earth and do better than she did the first time around.
I love her design…I love how interesting and complex but also deeply, fiercely loving and supportive she is in a well-done ship with Garnet and/or Pearl…I love her Working Class Hero vibe, I love her hair. I love the idea that her gem is a very brittle and low-hardness one, she could have cracked or shattered even more easily than Pearl could have? I love the idea that she went into every battle knowing, expecting that it could be her last, that she was the bravest of Rose’s army but would never call attention to it or take credit for it.
I love that her hands and arms are so big and she could carry Ruby or Sapphire or Pearl and probably even Garnet away from danger in one hand
wrt the bravery/brittle gem thing, I love the idea of Pearl comforting her when she was out of commission with a cracked gem on the battlefield and all they could do was wait on the ground, weapons ready, for Rose to get there, consoling each other with daydreams of freedom
Hey! You're awesome! Those sleeping headcannon were so good :3 It made me wanna go back to bed and snuggle haha I'd like to see your thoughts on gladnis and their first time together. Also, gladnis kinks? ;D PS. Don't forgot that you're awesome
So you asked me this AGES ago, and it’s been sitting here waiting for me to do something about it. Well, finally, here it is. Tiny Llama, you’re awesome.
Gladnis first time. Ho boy. And Gladnis kinks. Yes please.
How about a post where the two kind of meld? *shrugs* Moderately NSFW. Mentions of BDSM.
Gladio was nervous of asking Ignis out. Ignis is smart,
sassy, successful, and beautiful as all fuck. Not that Gladio isn’t those
things, but Ignis’ exterior is so flawless that he just never worked up the
courage to do it.
So when he does finally do it, there’s a lot of pent up
feeling and long-term pining…
They’ve been best friends for years
Sparring sessions were hard for Gladio. Pun intended. Cue
Gladio trying not to pop a boner when he finds out just how flexible Ignis is.
Gladio does pop a boner during one particularly hot, late
evening sparring session and calls it off early, heading to the showers. Ignis
comes across him in the shower.
Gladio is ready to die of embarrassment, but Ignis just
steps in under the shower beside him, completely surprising him with how
forward he is, in such a public space. Admittedly it’s late at night, but still…
Cue very hot shower sex
Cue Ignis discovering his kink for doing it in public places
where they could be discovered
Cue Gladio finding shower sex even hotter than he ever did
They don’t talk about it the next day, but Ignis starts
giving him The Eye™ in meetings until Gladio can’t take it any longer.
One night they’re out with Prompto and Noctis as chaperones,
and, while the younger pair is off on the dance floor, Gladio pounces on Ignis
in the semi-privacy of their booth. “I can’t stand this any longer. Stop
torturing me,” he growls, hands in Ignis’ hair, knocking his glasses askew, and
kissing him with a raw passion.
Ignis smiles beneath that kiss, and returns it. “I was
wondering how long it would take you,” he breathes between kisses. Then he
yanks Gladio back off him by his hair with a strength that takes Gladio’s
breath away. “We’re working tonight. Later.”
Gladio finds the sharp tone of command in his voice
intoxicating, and also finds his body obeying completely and utterly.
Cue some dom!Ignis and sub!Gladio play, with Ignis calling
They fall into their relationship in a tangle of steamy,
stolen kisses around the palace and passionate nights releasing lots of pent up
emotion and tension on each other. Gladio is an attentive partner, knowing when
to give Ignis a shoulder rub and when to blow him, and Ignis is a tender, sassy
partner, knowing when Gladio needs to have all his control taken away from him
so he can relax and be taken care of (in whatever way seems most fitting at the
time…), and when he just needs someone to curl up with to take his mind off the
pressures of his role as shield.
“Up and at them,” Magnus says fondly, as he tugs at Alec’s arm which is hanging limply from their overstuffed couch.
Alec raises his head slightly and looks around blearily. “… re we goin’?”
Smiling, Magnus tugs and pushes and heaves until he finally has his lover vertical. “To bed. If you sleep on the couch again, you’ll feel like a herd of llamas ran you over in the morning.”
Alec frowns but allows himself to be led towards their bedroom, stumbling clumsily over his bow lying discarded on the floor. “Llamas? Here?”
Carefully steering Alec around the doorjamb, Magnus grins. “Yes, honey, llamas. Dangerous beasts, those llamas.”
“Oh.” Then Alec perks up slightly when their bed comes into sight. “Bed now?”
“Yes, bed now,” agrees Magnus and lets go of his lover’s arm. “But first, we need to get you out of your gear.”
Alec blinks at him owlishly for a moment, then he tries - very unsuccessfully so - to get out of his ichor stained jacket. Magnus watches him struggle for a few seconds, then he rolls his eyes, snaps his fingers and lets Alec’s clothes - all except for his underwear - disappear.
“Woah!” Alec yelps, flailing when he meets a sudden lack of resistance. In an attempt not to fall he grabs at Magnus who yelps just as indignantly, when he ends up buried under the near nakedness of his lover as they both fall into their bed.
Sighing, Alec curls around Magnus like a giant octopus and goes limp. “Nice…” he breathes out.
Magnus blinks, then tries to wriggle and squirm out of his lover’s arms. To no avail. Alec’s deeply asleep, hanging on like a limpet.
“Erm… Alec? Dear? This is not what I meant. Could you just… Alec?”