What personality? In these cases, it’s fairly blatant that the author is just writing the character for amazing stuff to happen to instead of a character that actually exists as a person. Obviously, this is only a Mary Sue trait if what happens gives the character special powers,fantastic romances, or somehow lets her be a big damned heroine ; otherwise it’s just another faceless first-person perspective.
The personality of a Mary Sue — if she has one — is not nearly as important as how other characters react to it. No matter how shy or socially awkward Mary Sue is supposed to be, other characters will be drawn to her and inexplicably prefer her company over that of anyone else. All of her ideas are brilliant, all of her jokes are funny, all of her advice is an amazing breakthrough. People will trust her immediately, or very quickly, and feel more comfortable talking to her than to anyone else (even their own family or their significant other), even if she hasn’t done or said anything to make them feel that way about her.
If another character doesn’t feel this way about Mary Sue, it’s usually to portray them as either bad or just an idiot.
Mary Sue doesn’t have to actually do anything to be considered a good person—she just is good. By extension, anything she does is good, and even when she does nothing she brings more good into the world simply by existing than any other character ever could. Goodness just seems to seep out of her body like radiation.
All 3 of them suffer from bland personalities, and are praised for being brave, amazing, compassionate, etc. Here are some examples:
She loves everyone and forgives them all for their imperfections. Plus she is willing to save, protect or risk all for the sake of someone she has met just seconds ago.
Occasionally a complete asshole, especially when she’s supposed to be all of the above. Nobody will call her out on her abrasive, casually abusive behavior. Strong badass characters who would normally rip someone’s spleen out for squeezing the toothpaste from the wrong end, are instantly cowed and become meek, spineless Wangst factories as soon as she “puts them in their place.”
Full-on Jerk Sues will routinely be flippant, snide, and rude, yet will be treated as a charmingly sarcastic character. They will flout authority as a matter of course and never suffer the consequences. Even if said authority figure is known for a tough stance on disrespect, they will either gamely ignore the Sue’s challenge to their authority, or—worse still—praise her for her “cheekiness” or “boldness.”
Now that (Jerk Sue) applies more to Hayley:
Her “major flaws” will be stubbornness and a bad temper. These will only ever help her, never hurt her — because she’s always right, so whatever cause she dedicates herself to with such stubbornness will be a good cause, and whoever she loses her temper with will deserve it.
Sometimes they’ll mess her up once so she can learn an important lesson. And then they’ll help her for the rest of the story.
A character who’s described as being blunt to the point of rudeness or tactlessness will be praised for being “refreshingly honest” or for “telling it like it is.” Only the bad guys or other unsympathetic characters will ever say, “What a bitch.”
BTW, in one of the gifs Hayley is pregnant and is picking fights with a vampire. Not to mention when she fought Mikael while she was 9 months pregnant. You couldn’t get more Mary Sue than that.
Skilled in a type of martial arts in a setting or with a backstory that doesn’t allow for it. Not regularly skilled either; she could kick the ass of the resident ninja of her choice.
And with all this — don’t expect the Green-Eyed Monster to show up. Envy appears in the Mary Sue’s life only as a means of angst, and so does not appear just because the Mary Sue has everything.
Alternately, anybody who does get jealous is a bitch and is wrong. This is typically a single other character and may be Die for Our Ship or for other reasons. (Caroline jealous of Elena in Season 1, Alicia jealous of Lana in Smallville)
Mary Sue always has excellent fashion sense. Even if she’s meant to be a rough-and-tumble Tomboy type who doesn’t care about that sort of thing, she will always look effortlessly beautiful and other characters, often males, will frequently talk about how they like that she isn’t as high maintenance as other girls (if she has a female rival they might mention her specifically).
If anything a Mary Sue typically has a fashion sense of a teenager throwing random things together, but she makes it look sexy or badass. Here are the receipts:
No matter what she’s been through, Mary Sue will never look ugly. The worst she’ll ever be reduced to is Unkempt Beauty, and even if she is somehow injured and scarred or handicapped, the scar will always be a cool-looking, Bond villain-type scar that serves as more of a decoration than anything else. Plus, when she overcomes the handicap, she will be just as amazing as she was before getting injured (or better).
Likewise, if Mary Sue has a birthmark, it will be in a significant shape (heart, half moon, etc.) and never in a place that compromises her beauty. Expect the Mary Sue to think the birthmark makes her unattractive. This will be despite the fact that other characters insist that the birthmark makes her more attractive, especially in comparison to physically flawless characters. (Hayley’s Crescent Moon Birthmark)
Magic jewelry. It might be used as a Green Lantern Ring to justify her abilities. Bonus points if it glows. (Elena’s vervain necklace created by a witch, Lana’s kryptonite necklace)
Now onto Canon Character Relationships:
Some Wish Fulfillment with a character you think is hot isn’t that bad. But a Mary Sue seems to grab their attention straight away. Even if they already have a stable love interest in canon, that relationship will be treated as either non-existent, or the couple will be split up in some way. (Elena and Stefan were retconned so Damon and Elena could happen, Gia and Elijah were completely ignored so Elijah could go back to pining after Hayley)
Bonus points if the love interest stands aside or sacrifices himself/herself so Mary Sue can be happy, or is twisted intoa hateful person to justify Mary Sue breaking up the canon couple. (Stefan becoming a ripper/no humanity in Season 3 in order to breakup Stelena)
Even the characters who don’t have sex with her give her more heed than they normally would. Characters she likes can’t stop praising her positive traits. Characters she doesn’t like can’t stop making themselves look bad by insulting her. Even if she’s not physically present, that just means everyone can speak “freely” about her. In addition to the previous scenarios, at least one character will confess to being secretly be in love with her. There may be just “something special” about her, with no particular reason why anybody would think that. In the worst-case scenarios, they pay no heed to their own responsibilities or lives, only to Sue
.Bonus points: the disliked character behaving badly toward the Sue eventually sees the “error” of his/her ways and grows to love Sue as much as everyone else does.More bonus points: the bad behavior and treatment of the Sue by disliked characters is portrayed as jealousy.
Previously-established personalities change in reaction to her. Arrogant gimps may admire her for everything. Sweet, mild-mannered characters (that she and the author don’t like) insult and degrade her. A leader with responsibilities pays attention only to her. Young, reckless characters who would never settle down just yet will become totally reliable. Evil characters follow her around like a puppy or seem uncharacteristically obsessed with her. Extremely competent characters become stumbling buffoons who require her help to do anything. The characters in general just seem unnaturally focused on her, positive or negative.
She may have relationships of some kind with multiple major canon characters. For example, she’s the secret daughter of A who gave her up to be adopted by B’s parents, making her his sister, and she goes on to have a passionate affair with C, remaining friendly with him even though she goes on to marry D, and she’s E’s best friend, F’s closest advisor…and so on.
Mary Sues tend to have multiple love interest either currently or pre-season:
Lana and Whitney
Lana and Jason
Lana and Clark
Lana and Lex
Matt and Elena (pre-season, but Matt was still in love with Elena in Season 1)
Sympathetic Sue has an unusually Dark and Troubled Past to excess, but other subtypes often have them too, just to emphasize how brave and special she is to live through it. This past is never really a point in the story, just dropped casually into the conversation to get attention. Alternatively it’s written badly owing to not doing much research. How much she Wangsts about it is usually out of proportion with how bad it really is. (Elena and Lana)
Redeems the villain through her overwhelming goodness. Might be through Redemption Equals Sex (bonus points if it leads into IKEA Erotica). Even more bonus points if the story decides to mention that this is her loss of virginity. Yet more bonus points if the villain comments on how awesome she is in bed despite said virginity. (Elena and Damon, Hayley being the incubator for Klaus’s redemption)
Perform a Heroic Sacrifice as a way to prove that she’s Too Good for This Sinful Earth. Bonus points if the story goes out of the way to ensure she doesn’t leave an ugly corpse (whether it be by a method that doesn’t involve external physical damage or by her body not being recovered). More bonus points if it turns out to be a Disney Death. (Elena in Season 2)
She will often have a tragic family life. Coming from an abusive background is quite common. Her mother is often either dead or a Wicked Stepmother. In the latter case, she will most likely be in Cinderella Circumstances. Her father is frequently an Overprotective Dad (or in some cases, a Wicked Stepfather). Orphans are also very common, as is Parental Abandonment. (Elena is adopted by her Aunt and Uncle, her biological parents are assholes who want to kill the Salvatore brothers. They eventually end up dead. Lana’s parents die from meteor crash, and it turns out that she is adopted. Hayley’s biological parents are killed by Jackson’s grandfather as a result of a civil war in the Crescent Pack. Her adopted parents kicked her out at 13 when she transformed into a werewolf in front of them)
In visual media, the camera just can’tstop staring at her. Every angle is seen several times and her every action gets a heavy emphasis with close-up shots galore. Other characters don’t get to be in the frame alone if it can be helped.
When the character is off-screen, if ever, the other characters are still talking about her, taking it as a chance to speak “honestly” about the new girl. If they like her, they sing her praises; if not, their dislike will be taken as jealousy, as her “haters” will only talk about petty issues (Sue’s background, perceived promiscuity, etc.), and not genuine gripes (massive attention whoring, for starters).
Reading these tropes I can honestly say that Hayley, Elena, and Lana are the poster children of these tropes. Reading all of these tropes I couldn’t help but think about how all 3 of them fit them so well. And that is honestly sad because writers write these characters as if they’re badass, awesome, compassionate, strong, and just want to be loved, and is what girls should look up to. When in reality that is not the case, Mary Sues are misogynistic, anti-feminist, self-insert characters. They are what writers imagine themselves to be, and place themselves into the story making up this character that is so perfect and badass, but has a tragic past. Mary Sues are what girls fantasize what they want to be in their favorite TV shows or movies, and they completely ruin the story. Mary Sues are the reason why people can’t stand watching a certain TV shows at times because they take up all the screen time and everything has to be about them. People say things like “Oh, but she’s the main character so it has to be about her.” when in reality that’s not how being a protagonist works. Yes they are the key center to the story, but you know what makes a good TV show is when they focus on the side characters or the supporting characters. For example True Blood, even though everything was supposed to be about Sookie the show still payed attention to the side characters and as a result people had a reason to sit through Sookie’s bullshit. Because the side characters had the same amount of screen time as her, and at times the show didn’t bring up Sookie at times. You would think she was a side character because the side characters got more attention than her, but nope she wasn’t. Being a protagonist is one thing, a protagonist is key central to the story but they still are no the center of attention or a Mary Sue, but being a Mary Sue is a completely different thing. Being a Mary Sue means you are bland, dull, lifeless. You are so perfect you have all of the guys fawning over you, and you can be a damsel in distress at times but then you become a badass bitch. You have some sort of supernatural lineage, and all of the girls that trash talk you are just jealous and want what you have. Everything revolves around you!
And the CW doesn’t seem to get the message that others are getting…
PEOPLE HATE YOUR FUCKING MARY SUES! THEY RUIN YOUR TV SHOWS!
Toby Fox owns
Undertale, Goth @Nekophy, Palette: @angexci . Error/Geno/fresh
@loverofpiggies Reaper:@renrink Retconned Goth… well i own this
version. Underswap!Sans by Popcornp1nce. Dream by @jokublog
Cross!Sans and Cross!Chara by @jakei95
The first time
Blueberry met Goth, he thought Error had kidnapped a new victim. The
small eternal child had thought it was hilarious when Blue had
grabbed him and tried to escape.
Goth would admit his
humour was a bit twisted after living with Error.
“Wow, if you
hadn’t shown me your house i would have never have found it in my
wondering,” Blueberry said as he wondered the small cozy house
smack dab in the anti-void.
Blueberry’s stomach rumbled as this time he’d been kidnapped just
“The kitchens this
way,” Goth grinned.
Of course the always
energetic Blueberry Sans, quickly noticed certain missing supplies.
taco supplies?” he asked.
“Ah… I haven’t
learned to make those yet, but I might have the things needed in the
basement food storage,” Goth said thoughtful.
supplies… sacrilege’ Blueberry thought.
“Wait… how does
a house in the anti-void have a basement?” he asked, after all how
would one dig through nothing to build it and not see it from the
it?” Goth asked totally innocently.
Goth only caused the
kitchen to burn once.
Then Cross appeared
and stole all the tacos.
“Blue.. are you
in?” a voice asked, the small Sans blinked as he recognized the
“Come on in Dream,
I was only about to make dinner,” Blues called, moments later Dream
entered the kitchen a small frown on his face.
“Um… I have some
questions about Error, we all had an interesting confrontation with
him,” Dream said.
“Error huh, been
three months since the last kidnapping… have a few more till the
next one, Blues said frowning, sighing he turned off the stove
knowing this might take awhile.
“Wait… you have
kidnapping scheduled?” Dream said wide eyed at him.
“Only for the last
five years, easier for no one to be killed and to see Gothy,” Blues
be a small skeleton kid that looks a lot like Geno and Reaper with a
scythe and can travel in the anti-void?” Dream asked.
you know. Goth’s been living in the anti-void for years. Error’s
really protective about him, since leaving the anti-void too long
will kill him,” Blues said, really Goth was such a sweet shy kid…
he just wished Goth could chance leaving the void often.
Blues looked down at
the floor for a moment, he didn’t know what had happened to Goth to
make him end up pretty much trapped there to survive… and from the
look on Error’s face that day when he started to ask.. he had
decided h didn’t want to know.
“Its, not for me
to say. Ask Goth,” Blue said, then turned on the stove and
proceeded to ignore his friend… sometimes it was best to have some
A slightly tired
Goth yawned and rapped a wondering hand away from his dinner, he
glared at Cross who was pouting at the taco’s.
“Come on Cross, go
make your own food… this is why I can never make Taco’s anymore,”
Goth said glaring, his form shifted to fell his self more prone to
“Aw come on…
just one, i even got a gift for you,” Cross bribed.
-Hey! I picked them
out- the every ghostly Cross!Chara protested, Goth suppressed a
shiver wishing once again he hadn’t gained the ability to see the
other part of Cross. Chara of course thought it sweet, after all ne
had someone else other then Cross to tease.
said form shifting to Canon Goths form, he absently pushed two Taco’s
to the other skeleton and happily received a wrapped box.
said opening it, new clothing that didn’t match anything any of his
selves had ever worn.
“Be right back!”
Goth said and raced to his room to try it on.
Cross grabbed the
rest of the Taco’s happily.
Goth liked the
clothing even if how every different they looked from what he always
wore, but eh supposed that something different was the point. His
scarf was still around his neck but tucked under a white hood shawl
combo with a golden orb/disk dangling down the front.
His shirt underneath
was a very very light grey that tucked into large fingerless gloved
with red ribbons around part of it and handing off them. Pants were
white and tucked into white boots with yellow-gold edged tops and a
small gold disk on the front of them.
‘Could use more
Black’ Goth thought, after all he’d been wearing black since his
uncle dressed him that day.
The clothing felt
weird against his bones, and if it wasn’t for the red and gold bits
he could probably almost blend into the antivoid.
he said spotting something under where the clothing had been gold in
colour… and glowing?
Quickly he grabbed
it up and stared, it was a lantern and in its centre glowing was a
Vampire yuri on ice? I just like the bitey bite >.>
The thing about vampires – other than the garlic, which isn’t true, and the lack of reflection, which is only true for silver-plated mirrors, and not at all true for modern cameras – is that Yuuri doesn’t mind being one. He has always been a night owl, so the lack of sunlight isn’t a problem, and he has been told that with enough millennia under his skin, he can withstand it for a few hours without bursting into flames.
Such a nice thought.
Tonight Yuuri arrived at the ball long after the sun went down, dressed in a beautiful bespoke suit with a diamond-studded mask, black feathers flaring behind his ears. He could have worn a dress, and he might next time, just to see the look of shock on some of these lords’ and ladies’ faces. Even now, the dusty old hawks are eyeing him with interest, wondering who this mysterious young guest is, and how much money he might have. Probably for marriage, or something equally boring.
Not that Yuuri really cares. He’s too busy staring across the ballroom at the highly desirable Viktor Nikiforov as he smiles charmingly at a gaggle of ladies and their sparkling children. Literally sparkling – decked in so many jewels that Yuuri has to blink a few times to chase the afterimages away.
Note: In honor of Valentine’s Day and for @peggysrogers’ birthday (sorry it’s late)!
Steve heard them well before they knew he was there. Two people, based on footsteps, heavily weighed down by gear and weapons. Super soldier serum had its perks. He tried to hide, but there weren’t many places to cover his bulk in the winter-bare forest. Even out of his red, white, and blue uniform he stuck out like a sore thumb. Super soldier serum had its drawbacks.
The patrol came into view and they spotted him.
Someone called out, and it was just Steve’s luck it was Dum Dum Dugan. He was never, ever, ever going to live this down.
“Oy! Cap! What are you doing out here?”
Steve waited for Dugan and Gabe Jones to get closer before answering. He didn’t want to admit what he was doing outside the perimeter, so he wasn’t going to shout about it.
“Um, hi, fellas,” Steve said when they reached him.
“So?” Dugan prodded, skipping any pleasantries.
“I’m looking for something,” Steve said.
“Like what?” said Jones. His grip tightened on his weapon and his sharp eyes scanned between the trees.
A/N: I know I said that I would have this up like three nights ago, but I had two projects for school that needed my immediate attention so. BUT IM BACK NOW! (Hopefully).
Words: 2000 (its worth it, I promise).
It had been a long day preparing for the feast that was to take place this evening and I was quite worn and had no enthusiasm left for the activities that were to take place. I was in charge of the decor, which would seem easy enough to some, but when one had to take into consideration all color schemes and preferences of the Lord Elrond’s council, decisions became debates that I had no wish to take part in. My only pinprick of light that had shone through the void of chaoticness was Lindir, my dear friend who had accompanied me in my decisions by request of the Lord of Imladris himself. It had been as if he had known.
“You really do excel at everything.” Amy says enjoying the ride as he moves his body between her legs and bends down to kiss her lips. She can taste her essence on his lips and it is beyond erotic, her body starts to tense up again as she thinks about how his mouth felt on her. Amy is shocked that he would be willing to do that, and she wonders how much farther she can push the boundaries. Feeling sated,suddenly she gets an idea, she is going to give the venerable Dr, Cooper a taste of his own medicine. Make him feel as pent up, and frustrated as she had felt over the years, she wants Sheldon to be begging for it in the end.
“Sheldon, lets slow down.” Amy tells him breaking away from his kiss, stopping his hands as they go to remove his pants.
“I thought you we were done taking it slow?” he asks confused.
“Yes, but I am curious now, and I want you to answer something for me.”
“How long have you been, thinking about this,it is obvious you have been doing your research. This is not something that you just came up with a few weeks ago. How long have you been seriously considering having coitus with me?”
“Thinking about or seriously considering, that would be two different dates.” Sheldon asks rolling off of her and laying on his pillows as Amy pulls the pajama top back over herself.
“I would like to hear both, but let us start with thinking about.”
“October, 21st 2010.” Sheldon says simply staring into her face his wide blue eyes innocent
“The night I made you perpetuate the ruse with my mother?” Amy ask confused.
“Yes, I was completely serious that night when I said we should engage in coitus at least once. All those saucy things I said, made me very excited, then you looked at me like I had sprouted a second head and I backed off.”
“Then, why did it take you so long to decide to actually go through with it once you knew I was open to the idea?”
“Fear, I never said when we should engage in activities, just that I thought that we should. Now the date I started seriously considering it and planning it is February, 14th, 2014, since that night I have been plagued with erotic dreams and musings about you.”
“Oooh, tell me one of your dreams.” Amy says, sitting up on the the bed excited, like a little kid about to hear a story.
“You just did, or have you developed a brain lesion that made your forget that I just read you a story that involves you and I, and our illicit activities.” Sheldon says rolling his eyes and Amy pouts at him.
“Come on, just that is different, that was Cooper and Amelia I want to hear about Sheldon and Amy.”
“No, it is far to personal and quite frankly a little embarrassing, the depth and detail that goes into my day dreams about us.”
“You think about it during the day too? You are not doing a good job not making me want to hear, all about it. How about this a little quid pro quo? You tell me your dreams, and then I will tell you mine and we shall see whose is the best.” Amy tells him reaching her hand out to run down his chest and he catches her hand. Staring into her eyes, his blue eyes darkened, the pupils dilated like a shark going into the kill.
“Fine, if you think you can handle it.” He says his voice husky and she knows he is making it deeper on purpose. The cadence and tone of his words sending shivers down her spine.
“Oh,I can handle it” Amy concedes
“When I was younger, I was sick a lot, like most of the time and my mother would try to cheer me up by constructing these elaborate blanket forts in our living room.” Sheldon starts out, and then pauses. Amy is not feeling confident in where this story is going, childhood memory and his Mommy? Not exactly ingredients for a sexy story . “ First she would take all the cushions off the couches and line them on the floor then she would get all the chairs from the kitchen table and arrange them so that she hung sheets and blankets over them it became like a giant tent. In the middle of the fort she would hang this big lantern flashlight, it was always so cozy in there I always felt safe. I would lay on the cushions and read by the lamplight all day long until my dad would come home and shout about the mess and make my mother take it down.”
“That is a good memory.” Amy smiles at him, at least happy that he is opening up to her, sharing a piece of him she never knew about before.
“Yes, well, often when I am feeling stressed or sad, I conjure up a memory of myself in my blanket fort. It is sort of my "happy place” (he makes air quotes with a disgusted face) if you believe in hippy dippy stuff like that. Anyways I often dream about myself in it as well, and one night I had a dream that was so vivid that when I woke up I was disappointed that it was not real. In it I woke up and I was in the fort, and I saw the sheets rustling and I was afraid it was my father coming to yell at me to take it down. In my dream I knew I was a grown man and he would be mad that I was still a making blanket forts. Then you came through the opening, dressed only in one of my t-shirts, my red flash one that I wore the first night you kissed me. You crawl towards me on your hands and knees. The whole time I am laying on my back looking backwards at you and you crawl towards my face and dip your head down and kiss me. I can feel your lips over mine and your tongue coax its way into my mouth. This was at a time mind you when we had not done this yet, and I was shocked that I enjoyed the sensation. Then I sit up and turn and face you, and we sit across from each other indian style. In the light from the lantern you almost seem to glow,you are just so lovely that I can not resist you. So I pull you close to me and you wrap your legs around my waist, and pull yourself into my lap. Then we kiss again, and it is thrilling, you suck on my neck and tug at my clothing. Then I take off your shirt and you are wearing nothing underneath, and my hands explore every inch of your body and just as I am reaching the pinnacle of my excitement… My mother yells Shelly its time for dinner and I wake up.“ Sheldon says shaking his head, "This is a dream repeated frequently, and every time I get to the point of release my mother wakes me up, horrid.”
“It is probably a manifestation of your hardwired guilt towards sex that your mother gave you.” Amy points out wishing more than ever she could attach some electrodes to his head and figure out how that beautiful brain of his ticked.
“Amy, could we not bring psychology to bed with us, you know how I feel about the field. You might as well bring a geology book in here while you are at it.” Sheldon sighs at her.
“It is only you that brings geology books to bed with you.” Amy sniggers
“How did you know about that? I thought you left way before the Geology book reading and The Stephen Hawking incident” Sheldon asks
“You don’t remember? Aah, memory impairment the free prize at the bottom of very wine bottle, the only thing that rattle that eidetic memory of I thought that would be the night that you said you started seriously considering coitus since you were begging me to do it ” Amy giggles,popping him gently on the nose.
“Amy, I did not! Tell me what happened.” Sheldon says seriously.
“Brought you to your bedroom, and you started taking off all your clothes and like a lady I looked away. Then you got into bed, without your pajamas on because you said you were too hot. Then you started sing "Hot in here” by Nelly and you invited me to take off all my clothes. When I told you it was not the best idea because you were drunk and being disorderly, then you said fine, I will find something else dirty to bring into bed with me, let me go that geology book. Then you got up and attempted to go into the living room nude, I stopped you, got you the book and left.“ Amy laughs.
"Oh dear lord I never knew that, why did you not disclose my behavior to me” he asks.
“I did not want to embarrass you, I knew you were not being yourself, although that night as I lay in bed I kicked myself for not taking you upon your offer. I am glad I did not though, it will kill me to think that you regretted anything that happened between us.”
“Did you touch yourself thinking about what could have happened?” Sheldon ask and Amy glows bright red.
“Sheldon!” she cries burying her face into the pillow.
“Well did you?” he asks again his voice dangerously low
“Yes, I did. ” Amy admits.
“Tell me, about what you would have wanted to happened if you had stayed What you thought about when you touched yourself that night, quid pro quo, remember.” Sheldon ask raising his eyebrows.
“Umm, well first I would have taken off my clothes and got the under the covers with you. Then you would have kissed me,deeply taking my breath away. Your hands would be allover my body and you would have lavished attention particularly to my breasts.” Amy says looking over at him and notes with glee that he is stroking himself through his pajama pants as she speaks
“Do you like it when I do that?” Sheldon asks reaching over now and beginning to unbutton her top, exposing her breasts taking each one into his hands and pulling gently at her hard nipples with his thumbs.
“Very, much so.” Amy sighs unable to concentrate under his attentions, forgetting her original plan to make him beg for it as her body cries out for attention again. Then he stops and smiles at her leaving her exposed and needy.
“Carry on.” He says oh two can play at this game Amy thinks
“Then I would have taken you into my mouth, and kissed you running my tongue down your length up and down and up and down before…” Sheldon stops her with a kiss pulling off his clothes with haste she did think possible from him. “Don’t you want me to continue?” she ask innocently as he moves between her legs gently pulling her knees apart.
“I don’t think I could take any more story telling tonight” he says before plunging into her in one hard thrust making her scream out in surprise and pleasure. Pulling her upward so that she is straddling his lap placing his hands underneath her bottom as she bounces urging her further on. “Besides, now I might actually get to finish the dream.” He says kissing her again as he tugs at her breasts making her cry out again. Then there is a knock on the bedroom wall that reverberates through the room.
“Can you guys please keep it down people are trying to sleep in here!”
“Zelda,” she corrected, barely glancing up from the papers strewn
across her desk.
Link rolled his eyes in a way
that would get any other member of her court executed. “Are you really telling me you’ve never had a birthday party?”
Zelda sighed, putting down her
quill to look up at him. “I spent the
first eighteen years of my life preparing for my coronation—I learned everything
from foreign languages to court etiquette to diplomacy to finance. Last year my kingdom was conquered and nearly
vanquished; this year I have been working day and night to restore it. There was never time.”
Request:Can you do a fluffy Barry story right before the holidays where you compete to see who is the best cookie decorator and it’s just fluff? Already established relationship please? Thanks 😁
Word Count: 2068
Characters/Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader, Iris West, Cisco Ramon (mentioned), Caitlin Snow (mentioned), Joe West (mentioned)
A/N:Hello everyone! I know you’re expecting Heartlines part IV, but I had to give you a Christmas Present since it is not just ready (just working throught the final scenes, sorry) and this request from @angel34jolly-blog was the perfect treat! Also, bear with me, I wrote this before going to sleep so, any typos are on me and… also some lame lines… just hope you like it.
Anyway, I hope all of you got a happy Christmas with your families, friends and loved ones!
Allen. This is so done, we are so done.” My voice was dead serious while I glared at Barry, spoon
on my hand. “How dare you say such a thing?”
BSD Novel: Dazai Osamu and the Dark Era (Epilogue)
I decided not to section the epilogue into two parts, so please have this treat! If you thought the suffering ended, you were wrong. Thanks to @nakaharachuyaa @mlntyoonqi @bananasaurr and @e-ki for proofreading as always!
It was wonderful seeing the Mountain alive again, brimming with dwarves and dwarrows as they reclaimed the home they had lost so long ago. You had worked hard to help in the restorations, not to mention the near fatal trek which had brought you there. You would have been proud if you had the right but it had not been solely your toil which had resurrected Erebor.
You looked across the forge as it glowed yellow with the burning fires and the clanging of metal on metal. You were soaked with sweat as you shaped the silver dragon brooch delicately and giggled at your own jokes. The king was soon to be crowned and you needed a suitable gift for the humourless dwarf. You were nearly done the last pointed wing and your eagerness to show the royal nephews grew as you continued your work.
Pairings. Or also called, OTP ( One True pairing). The definition goes by: “your favorite relationship in a fandom”, or “the relationship that match the best”. AKB48 already proved the existence of pairing like Atsumina, Wmatsui, or Sayamilky. Keyakizaka46 is no exception.
Why is it so particular? why does pairing influence fandom culture so much? I have already defined Idols in 3 relationship. Idol x herself, idol x fans, and idol x idol. Pairings is one aspect of the third relationship. Fans are keen to watch members interaction because it is different from what they can possibly have with the idol herself. The friendship, bond between members shows aspect of your oshimen that you would never imagine. This is the magic of the OTP.
Before we get started, i want to point out that those pairings are just my opinion and are by no means a judgement on who is closest to who. Being close is a huge factor, but i also works on the pair chemistry.
“Za cool is the name of the tandem Shida manaka/Watanabe Risa”
I’ve been lurking Japanese fandom for quite some time and the most well known pairing is undoubtly “Za cool” or also called “MonaLisa”. It make sense because Keyakizaka has been built on a cool image and both of them have natural assets like great, lean figure and slim silouhette. It’s not really about the interaction between the two ( correct me if i’m wrong) but for what they represents in Keyakizaka; they are the symbol of classy, good looking girls that japanese teenager aspire to be.
It’s about the looks, but also the manner. In individual PV, both of them traded the usual cute and appealing idol video to make more personal, in depth short movies to assert their cool personalities ( One is doing martial arts, the other is making a fashion show in her living room). When you think of it, there is cool members in the 48group but none of them stand out better than a whole pairing. I would not be surprised to see both of them in fashion magazine, like true cousins of their senpai of Nogizaka46.
Something to notice, Nogizaka and more recently Keyakizaka have a sizeable amount of female fans. Cool members that convey self confidence are very popular among them. And when Za cool cultivate a “strong, reliable” character ( close to danso) you can be sure members and fans match perfectly.
“Yuichanzu has already 2 B-sides up their sleeves, and fans are asking for more.”
Born from management’s wish to operate Kobayashi and Imaizumi Yui musical talents, the duo Yuichanzu has evolved into a distinctive musical aspect of Keyakizaka, the pop-folk tune of the group. No management have put as much faith in a musical sub-unit in the past, and it tells how important the duo has become for Keyaki.
Yuichanzu is even more of a deadly weapon when you take into account the global consensus of musical landslide AKB group releases have become. Not only Keyakizaka stand out with their powerful main track (hello Silent Majority), but they take the luxury to open their musical range by releasing ballad like the musically acknowledged “bob dylan wa kaesanai”. In a world dominated by visual and Auto-tune, Yuichanzu stand as a new refreshing effort to set back music as the main concern of a group. Even for idols.
This tandem success also come from an efficient blend between them. Yuipon is kind/quiet type, almost shy, while Zuumin has this cheerful, almost bewildering personality. Together, they sing in harmony, making way to one of their best performance .
The perspective to bring Keyakizaka this so much awaited musical variety is what makes Yuichanzu so valuable. Not only it defends the idea that idols are also artist ( and not ONLY marketed musical product) but it hugely helps other girls than the center develop their personalities. “Idols you can see grow” has never been more true than the present day.
“The Sun and the moon. What do they have in common? They both shine.”
TechiNeru relationship has been slightly elaborated here. But it still has to be mentioned. This is my own belief that Neru is Yurina’s rival; from the opposition of their styles, from their close level of skill. From their respective stories and role in the group. What made Batman so popular as a Hero? Because he had lot of powers? In that case green lantern would win hands up. Then No. The real answer is that he had charismatic enemies and rivals, like Joker. In the same logic, This duo will climb to new heights thanks to their rivalry. This is passion.
Something that i have omited to talk about, is the bond between them. Neru has chosen to defy her parents when becoming an idol, defying at the same time the path she chose over the path chosen for her. Yurina became an idol to forget about an alleged painful past. To pour all her energy into a “new her” was a way to not look behind ever again. It comes from her famous quote “Whatever happened in the past, i have no choice but to only look forward.” Despite their clear contrast as orthodox and unorthodox idols, they share the same resolve : To face the future with a challenging heart.
Then probably, Nagaham Neru is the member that understand Yurina the most. Only a center can understand a center, as you bear the overwhelming pressure of fans and management expectation in your shoulders. Both have solo songs, both lead a generation. One can suffer from the eternal comparison between the two ( Watanabe Miyuki mention her painful experience as being Yamamoto Sayaka eternal number 2) and this is why the link between them is so strong. During Keyakizaka one man’s live performance, Yurina was on the verge of tears, overwhelmed by the emotion of sharing this last performance with fans. You can catch a glimpse where Neru quickly hug Techi to cheer her up during the next verse.
“The OTP without name. What about the two pillars?”
The appearance of this duo has been quite recent, precisely during the sports festival in Keyakitte, Kakenai? episode. There was the blue team led by Sugai Yuuka who represented the “my pace” team, while the red team was led by Moriya Akane, the “gachi” (serious) team. This is probably the most accurate representation of this tandem. You have on one side the kind, caring member that makes you comfortable ( the mother), and on the other side the strong, reliable member that pumps you up ( the father). In any case, the “Yuukanen” duo is the pairing that all keyaki members look up to.
I chose the two pillars because the two have the potential to be captains. To ensure good communication between member, to represent the group in talk session ( especially Yuuka), to call people out when members are slacking off during practice ( Akanen), to set a good role model for members to follow. This is the necessary sternness that helps Keyakizaka keep their high level of performance.
Those two are the self-consciousness of Keyakizaka46, essential to make the group operate backstage. We’re not even talking about their SUPER high level of aesthetic and own individual appeal ( Sugai sama and her noble persona, Akanen the big sister that hates to lose). Their awareness and sense of responsability framed the group into the right path. Keyakizaka was a rookie group without senpai, and the two of them assumed this role just naturally. The very definition of idols are people you admire and respect; Yuuka and Akanen absolutely fit those requirements.
“Boke&Tsukkomi is an absolute reference of Japanese comedy”
Now we’re entering non-established pairings, but that holds potential in the future. The limitless ponkotsu personality of Watanabe Rika and the variety talent of Oda Nana makes the pairing extremely potent. It’s true that Berika can make any situation laughable on her own, but Oda nana presence frame those funny moments, making them less awkward and more elaborated.
In japanese entertainment industry, the workforce mainly consist of actor/actress and singer, but also people you call “talento”, like Becky or Lola. They don’t have any particular skills, except that they are extremely good at talking. To give good rythms and atmosphere to a variety show, you invite those kind of celebrities. And it works! Only thanks to selling their image and smooth talking, the best of them are very popular and can endorse as much as 10 brand advertisement. This is important to understand japanese culture.
So yes, they don’t have the musical talent of Yuichanzu or the visual of Za cool, but Oda Nana and Watanabe Rika are the living ground of an excellent Boke&Tsukkomi pairing. The “boke” make stupid nag, while the “tsukkomi” correct him/punish him, make the situation hilarious. This concept is so popular that best comic duo like Downtown or 99 originated from this. Well, Watanabe Rika&Oda Nana holds this tremendous potential of talking and comedy.
“If you marry weirdness and cuteness together, how will it blend?”
This is a personal wish of mine, to see more of those two. To pair those two is like making a step in the unknown. But since Keyakizaka taught me that everything is possible in the line up, i’m willing to hope. Nogizaka’s sister group is filled with great individuals which explain Ozeki and Uemura’s mixed visibility in the group ( they are often in the third row), but i’m convinced it is not because of their lack of personality.
In a group heavily cool oriented, to be extremely cute is an advantage. Uemura rina can benefit from it. But what she needs is to overcome her fear to stand out, and it is not an easy feat. But this weakness can be filled with Ozeki’s natural outgoing personality (someone who is not ashamed to turn herself into ridicule). Ozeki style. An underrated genius in comedy that probably would rise tenfold if given the proper tool to shine. It is understandable that comedy is not Keyakizaka top priority, but i’m eagerly waiting for her to take the group by storm.
Ozeki helps Rina to believe in herself, and Rina helps Ozeki in the visual department. And despite their opposite personalities, i have noticed a great relationship between the two; as they take 2 shot regularly together or holding arms during variety shows. If they helps each other’s out i’m sure they will find their rightful place within the group. Oh, and, i genuinely think BOTH are cute!
As you might have expected, Keyakizaka draw his strength from the richness of the girls color and personalities, going from visual and music aspect to comedy and presence. The young group also beats the odds by running backward current trends that promote individuality ( Sayanee, Sasshi, Jurina) in successfuly highlighting a group unity. ( thanks to their group choregraphy and huge line up). Indeed, to have 3 times Techi as center is also promoting individuality, but what makes the difference is that compared to 48group, Keyakizaka doesn’t suffer from shuffle and dilemma between old and new gen promotion (because the girls all start from the same point). It ends up with all those strong pairings mentioned above.
Why is idol popular? Because idols helps sharing this positive energy to fans, or non fans alike. An energy that encourage you to step forward. This is a constructive energy. Also, from their genuine bond between them helps you recall to value your friendship with those that you loves and loves you in return. Those pairings remind you to be grateful for what you own. It helps you feel generous.
It is only depending on you to have your own OTP. Share this heartwarming feeling. Share the love.
Summary: Jyn knows toughness, grit, steel bars, cement walls. She’s grown unaccustomed to softness, labeled it a luxury, and her past makes her wary of physical intimacy. But Cassian’s different, and after Scarif, Jyn grows closer to him.
Also there’s an assist from Baze and Chirrut who are sick of these two mooning about. :)
Warning: Smut below cut!
Jyn’s never been with a man. This isn’t a fact she intends to share, it’s simply a reality, an artifact of her past. She was a soldier in Saw’s army until she was sixteen, and he kept his men in line. But Saw couldn’t protect her all the time, and during her last two years in the unit, she learned to turn away from leers, ignored ugly, crude words muttered next to her cot, deflected unwanted touches. Jyn taught herself to threaten with a glare, and a knife. The knife mattered, and she made the glare count.
After Saw left her behind, she closed herself off completely. She was a runaway, and men were a complication she didn’t need. It was practical to put that barrier up on the road, to brush off stuttering advances when she was just trying to get a goddamned drink in a bar.
Cassian’s different, though, so different Jyn isn’t quite sure what to do. Jyn pulls away from him after Scarif, after their improbable rescue, because she’s grieving, they all are, especially since Bodhi didn’t make it. Jyn also holds back because the emotional intensity she felt during those last minutes was raw and real. She felt like she could swim in it, open herself up and drown. After the adrenaline rush fades, she’s not sure she can trust her emotions, and it’s simpler to shove them aside. There’s still a war on, after all.
Cassian respects her choice, and doesn’t push her. He just asks her from time to time, in a quiet voice, “Are you all right?”
She’s grateful. She’s also hard-pressed to admit she misses him.
They start again, slowly. He brushes her hand, not quite a squeeze, before battle, before they suit up and her headset fills with static, call signs and barked orders.
What Disney Couple You Two Act Like - Harry Potter Preference
Similar to the warrior Mulan, you labeled yourself as an independent woman which was the first thing that caught his attention. Harry, like Shang, was intrigued by your ability to stand up for yourself and those you care about. At first, he was unsure of his initial thoughts on you. At times your strong will intimidated him a bit but as your relationship grew, he thrived on your strength and , at times, obstinate and adored your natural beauty.
Peter Pan&Wendy Darling
You were the high class sophisticated Ravenclaw student, always ranking within the top five of your class. You had never missed a single day of school and studied away most of your free time. Fred on the other hand was the brave and adventurous Gryffindor student. He was reckless and charming pulling all the girls with his hilarious pranks and childish ways. The two of you meet much like Peter Pan and Wendy Darling. You were placed in the courtyard reading classic muggle fairy tales to a first year in order to gain extra credit for your Study of Muggles class. Fred had been wandering around the courtyard in search of his brother but when he heard your smooth enchanting voice he couldn’t resist but listen to you from afar, but he was cut short from the ending when the bell rung, signaling free period was over sending you off to your next class much to Fred’s disappointment. Later than evening he approached you in the Great Hall begging for you to finish the tale. You were a bit shocked to know he had been listening in but like Wendy Darling herself, you promised to finish it the next day. The two of you started dating a month later and almost everything you did resembled the famous Disney couple. Fred would get in trouble for immature things and you would lightly scold him, but Fred would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it. Unlike Peter Pan, Fred sure did know what a kiss was and he loved receiving and giving them to you.
George had always considered himself a “street rat” in comparison to you like the name cruel nickname that haunted Aladdin. You came from a wealthy family of purebloods and George felt like he was never good enough for you, due to his social standing. Your family was very accepting of George. Although when it cakes to George’s side, his twin brother Fred who could be compared to as Abu, was a bit unsure of you at first just as a close friend of yours,resembling that of Rajah, felt towards George. But after a few months with the two of you happily together, they both dismissed all their personal negative feelings and grew very close to George and yourself. George would also joke that there was no reason for him to need a genie, being with you already made all his wishes come true.
You two were adorable together! Ron acted identical to Kristoff and you yourself could pass for a fairly well Anna with your kind heart and caring soul. Much like the Disney pair, you two had barley known each other when you first started dating but that was the fun of it. It gave the two of you a chance to get to know each other and learn every detail of one another. You also loved food just as much as he did and could usually be found in the Great Hall shoving your face full with chocolate.
You had a fiery soul and a hardcore sassy personality. Draco, much like Hercules, was a bit full of himself. When the two of you first met, he was immediately captivated by your beauty and independence. Though you weren’t having any of his “swooning act” to win you over. Your strong heart and “I can’t take care of myself” attitude wouldn’t allow you to fall for a guy like him, similar to Meg. So he tried everything to win you over. Everything. All while working to win your heart, Draco hadn’t known that he already owned your heart but there was no chance, no way you would say you’re in love. At least not outloud. Your stubborn self wouldn’t accept it. That was until Draco let down his tough guy exterior and showed you who he truly was on the inside much like Hercules did to
Just like Ariel, Ginny was the youngest and longed for freedom. She was brave and dedicated. If Ginny set her mind to doing something, she would do it. Simple as that. You presented almost identical to Prince Eric. The moment you laid eyes on the stunning red head, you were mesmerized. Her gorgeous eyes, blinding smile and silk like voice were the first factors that lured you in. Ginny had spent everyday of her school life in Hogwarts admiring you from across the lunch room. Ironically enough, the day she worked up enough courage to come strike up a conversation with you, she had gotten a wicked cold and lost her voice completely. You were beyond amazed to see her standing before you and when you asked for the cuties name, you were surprised to see her mouth close in defeat. After spending the whole day guessing random names, you finally guessed hers out of the blue. She jumped up from her seat in the Great Hall clapping her hands together excitedly. You joined her as well laughing in spite of yourself. It was the begging of a beautiful relationship, thankfully with no sea witch to try and ruin it.
It would be a lie to say you didn’t have a slight reputation amount the students and teachers at Hogwarts for having a bit of a temper issue. Or maybe a huge temper issue. The temper itself had earned you the nickname of ‘The Beast’ among your fellows peers. Everyone referred to you by the taunting name behind your back and you knew. Well everyone expect one bright minded Gryffindor student, Hermione Granger. Hermione held herself exactly like Belle did. She completely devoured books after books. She was understanding and gentle which was the main reason you two got along so perfectly. She evened you out. When Hermione was around, there was no reason for your boiling anger to shine through. When the two of you started dating you were constantly worrying about hurting her, physically and mentally with your harsh words. Sometimes you did, but you learned to apologize and besides Hermione couldn’t stay mad at you for too long anyhow. She was madly inlove with you and all your flaws. After a few months of dating you had given her the nickname of “Beauty” claiming she was the beauty to your beast much like Belle was to Adam.
Luna and her bubbly self wanting to explore and live out her dreams had immediately taken a strong resemblance to Rapunzel. She was innocent like the blonde princess and was constantly fearing letting her father down who had practically raised her since the passing of her mother. You on the other hand related to more of the Flynn or Eugene personal. You were daring, careless and dangerous from time to time. You didn’t settle down, that was for sure. Well at least you didn’t slow before you met Luna Lovegood. Much like Flynn, the name your friends addressed you by wasn’t your actual name. Your real name was Y/N but that was a dark secret you kept hidden away. If anyone found out and called you by it, you would make sure they would never speak it again. With Luna, it was different. When her luring, sweet as sugar voice spoke the name Y/N it came out as if it was only meant for her to say. To you it was. Luna was the only one you had ever allowed to call you by your real name and she admired you for that. Like Flynn, you were well aware of the beautiful blondes dream. Luna had always dreamt of seeing the floating lanterns and on her birthday, you surprised her by taking her out on a special boat ride with just the two of you to see the glimmering lights and she never let the calming moments the two of you shared on the boat leave her memory.
Summary: The man who leaves Kirkwall and the man who arrives in Haven are two very different people. (Some angst, some lyrium, a lot of promise, Cullen’s hair.)
Cullen doffs his armor slowly, aware of the clank of every buckle, the movement of each joint. The plate is cold and heavy beneath his hands, as familiar as his own skin and as foreign as it, too. He lays the chestpiece down on the foot of his bunk, gets to work on the belt and skirt armor, slides them down past his hips and folds them carefully beside the chestpiece. He removes the boots last, hands playing over the snaps with practiced ease, and stands them neatly beside the bed.
He stands there in his smallclothes, looking down at the flaming sword etched into the chestplate. He’s known that sword such a long time, seen it in his dreams, in his nightmares. He reaches out and traces the dips in the metal with his fingertips, remembering shadow and flame, the smell of blood, the sound of screams. Champion of the just.
He smiles grimly, shaking his head. He leaves the armor where it sits, pulls on simple woolen trousers and linen overshirt, a coarse woven cloak, stiff, short leather boots that have barely been worn. The clothing’s strange against his skin. He slides the straps of a canvas rucksack over his shoulders, adjusts the sword at his side, and he leaves the Gallows for the last time.
The journey from Kirkwall to Haven is not a brief one. Cassandra has already left, searching for additional aid for her Inquisition. Cullen travels alone.
The ship from Kirkwall is a nightmare of tossing waves and the constant stench of brine. He’s sick more than once, huddled in the hold out of the rain and the salt spray. Everything is close and tight and crowded, human voices constantly muttering in his ears. There are only a few lanterns feebly bringing light into the cold gloom.
He murmurs bits of the Chant as the ship rocks beneath him, but he still feels an old forgotten panic clawing at the back of his mind. When he closes his eyes he sees that little corner off the stairs from the Harrowing Chamber, the floor stones that he had memorized by the end, viscera and rotten bloom climbing the walls. He sinks into himself, holding back bile, reminding himself he is not there, he is not there, this is temporary.
Summary: The reader and Peter go out on Halloween dressed in their best (Peter’s costume is amazing and so real !) for some treats, not expecting a trick to be included as well.
Word Count: 2180
A/N: I wish I had this writing power when I wrote my essays. BTW; the ‘villain’ in this is BASICALLY the Green Goblin though it’s never mentioned but..GOSH I loved this so so much and I love Peter Parker which is pretty obvious BUT I hope you enjoy!
This is my CSSS gift to @flipperbrain ! I’m so sorry I’m a terrible secret santa and it took me so long to get this to you. I had a bit of a writing block struggle with this particular story, so I wrote a different one (which i will also be posting, so surprise! two gifts in one!) and then finally came back to this one.
Despite my insecurities about this particular piece, I’m excited to share it with you! Thanks for being an amazing giftee :) I loved talking to you this past month!
So, without further ado, here’s some Captain Duckling for you - I hope you like it!
There’s snow in the air and some in her hair, the delicate flakes settling between the twists and snarls of her weathered curls. She pulls her hood tighter around her face, trying to keep the sting of the wind off her cheeks and eyes.
She feels like a fool for not bringing her gloves, left behind with all their fur-lined glory on the dresser in her bedchamber. She’s sure now that her fingers have turned blue and purple, rebelling so ardently against the cold.
Her teeth chatter and she releases an exhale of relief when she spots the tavern a few paces ahead, the yellowed glow of the lantern obscured and dimmed by the strong winds and white motes of frozen dew that swirl in the chilled air.
Winter in the Enchanted Forest is not a particularly pleasant time, the snowfall seemingly never ending, the wind fierce and biting, the cold more abrasive than one could ever dream.
And yet, she holds a certain fondness for the season. For the way the snow clings so heavily to the green firs, weighing the branches down in all their iced glory. For the way humanity huddles together, leaning on one another for help, sharing space and heat, memories and warm drinks.
She finds that even the most bitterly cold winters can hold a magical kind of warmth - something unreplicable in the sweat-filled summer months.
Emma pushes the door open to the tavern with as much force as her chilled hands can muster, shutting the heavy wood behind her, the echoing bang deafening in the quiet tavern.