is this pairing really called

Hey I don’t mean to be That Guy™ again but as a mlm I’d really like if people who call gay pairings ya oi, has anything related to ya oi (descriptions, urls, etc.), or just really calls anything in a gay relationship whether it be fluff or something innocent “sinful,” please refrain from following. It makes me a little uncomfortable to be followed by people who fetish(ize? I think that’s how its spelled) mlm wkrndnn

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Whosoever's Is The Storm
A JeanMarco Pacific Rim AU!
By Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Whosoever’s Is The Storm

Rating: M, descriptions of graphic violence, major character injury, and emotional disturbance

Pairings: JeanMarco, Jean & Marco | background: YumiKuri, Springles, EreJean (Drift pairing make this complicated to tag lol)

Word Count: 57,000 (more or less) (across 4 chapters)

Alright lads! Here’s my entry for the JMGE, as requested by my secret santa, @yoitay, who wanted PacRim! Merry Christmas, friendo! I hope I delivered everything you wanted. This was a blast to write.

Fic Summary: Jean Kirschtein is a Jaeger pilot, just trying his damnedest not to meet a disappointing end. Maybe he had goals once. Maybe there was a part of him that the storm didn’t touch. Not anymore.

Having been kicked from the Mark II Jaeger, Atlas Rogue, on account of the fact no-one Drifts with Eren Jaeger and walks out unscathed, Jean finds himself relegated to the Anchorage Shatterdome, Alaska, the very edge of the world. There’s a new Mark IV about to be launched, and it needs a pilot. Technically - it needs two pilots. It’s a shame he has a chip on his shoulder the size of a Kaiju.

A JMGE PacRim AU for Yoitay, exploring the journey of a Jaeger pilot from the bottom of the barrel, to the cusp of hope, across every up and down in between.

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I think everyone at one point has disliked a pairing or a character for simple or maybe even childish reasons, and I think that’s okay. I don’t think you need some deep analysis as to why you don’t care for that couple/character. What’s not okay is to be a dick to other people that like that pairing/character. So don’t be a dick.

someone’s gonna get punched

@coulsart I drew the otp! or is it brotp? nega-otp? anti-pairing? Well, no matter what it’s called, I really hope you like it!! I had a lot of trouble mimicking the mouths and teeth in the cool, expressive way you drew them, but since everything but the faces is in my style, I hope that it looks better than it would’ve if I’d tried to mash our styles together without blending them at all.

These two go together like lapel flowers and rubber chickens, in that it’s annoying and obnoxious, so I gave it an eye-bleeding red background.

Here’s the original, awesome drawing:
https://coulsart.tumblr.com/post/153697859615/draw-the-otp-like

High School Band AU: Chapter One

Here it is! I almost forgot this was ready, just waiting to be posted. Hope you like it!



“Well, that was disappointing…”

“You’re being too polite. That was awful.”

“I knew holding auditions would be stupid. You made me waste the whole week on this.”

“One week that you couldn’t skip class to jerk off to whatever weird shit you’re into, Saeran…”

“Shut up before I’ll break this pretty face of yours, Zen.”

“Ah, come on guys, let’s not fight right now, we have bigger problems right now?”

“Yoosung is right, nobody met our expectations, we still don’t have a vocalist and the festival is in less than a month…”

“Can’t we really ask Rika to come back? “

“I talked to V about this. She’s still recovering.”

“From what? From her diva tantrum?”

“Saeran, don’t even start, please…”

“No, fuck that! Is she still sensitive because she realized she’s not that perfect and she doesn’t have her boyfriend to cover up for her anymore? Come on, I can’t be the only one thinking about this! Saeyoung, some help here?”

“Oh, I don’t have a vote here, I’m just the DJ, or at least that’s what she said…”

“I’ll take that as a help. See? That girl has a major diva complex!”

“Saeran, don’t talk about my cousin like that, please.”

Okay, you’re pretty sure by now you shouldn’t be listening to this conversation. What were you even thinking? Coming here was a stupid idea, entering by the wrong door was a stupid idea, even considering this audition was stupid! Mental note: never let yourself be hypnotized by a pair of dreamy eyes! That is how you mother got pregnant, right? You giggle, your mom is pretty funny when she’s not running away to follow her frustrated dreams from her teenage days…

“Guys? I found one more!” you’re taken aback by this redhead guy pointing to you behind the curtains. Shit! “Aren’t you a little late?” he asks playfully.

“I… got lost.” You say, trying to avoid his gaze. “Anyway, I’m going now…” you try to turn your back on him, but he grabs your hand and leads you to the stage. “W-wait, I… I don’t…”

“Don’t be shy! Hey, guys, look what I found!” he points at you in a exaggerated way. Did he really just call you a “what”?

You find six pairs of eyes staring at you. Five guys and one girl look at you curiously, as if you were some kind of alien or something.

“What’s your name?” the brunette one asks without any expression in his face or voice.

“Hum… MC.”

“Okay, hum MC, what are you going to sing?” the brunette puts his pen on a paper waiting for your answer. He’s… scary, he looks like a teacher.

“I… I, okay, this was a misunderstanding. I was… I was trying to find the magician club.” Is there a magician club? Shit! Why can’t you even lie properly right now?

“The magician club has meetings on Wednesdays.” The blond one states and smiles sweetly, oh… maybe this one is nicer.

“Don’t act like the magician club is cool, Yoosung.” The silver haired one scoffs, gaining a glare from the blond one. “Are you lost, sweetie? Maybe I can help you…” oh, wait! This one you actually know, he was in the musical theater club too, what was his name again?

“Ugh, there he goes again…” this other redhead groans and mutters, giving quick annoyed glances to you. Oh… so this one next to you and that one are twins, okay.

“Yes, Zen. Let’s focus. What are you going to sing?” the girl finally says something, she looks more patient than the brunette one, but she is also pretty intimidating, and her haircut is cool!

“I… am not going to sing. This was a mistake. I should get going…”

“Are you scared? Don’t be! We won’t bite… well, maybe I will, but that can wait…” the redhead with glasses wiggles his eyebrows looking at you. “Haha, I’m just joking! You should see your face right now…”

“I’m not scared and I’m going! Sorry for taking your time, this was a misunderstanding.”

“You’re already here, why don’t you sing?” the brunette says, looking at you, you can see a little annoyance on his features.

“I… I can’t sing. I don’t know how.”

“Yes, you do! I know you! You were on the musical theater club! I remember you, quiet weird girl sitting in the back just doing backing vocal… do you remember me?” how could you forget Zen and his brutal honesty?

“I do…”

“So you can sing!” the blond one says and everybody stares at you again… that was stupid! That was so fucking stupid of you!

“I can, but I… I… look, this was stupid, okay?”

“Yeah, no shit!” the redhead without glasses scoffs.

“Excuse me?” you ask, did he interrupt you to make fun of you?

“You were hiding, listening to our conversation, then pretends you’re all innocent and shy when we catch you and keep lying to us even when we already know you’re lying! Come on, this is very stupid.”

“I agree with Saeran. This already took too much of our time.” The brunette one says, everybody look at him surprised and nod. Oh, you get it, he’s the leader, and the redhead there is pissing you off!

“So, if you’re not going to sing because you’re a scared little girl, just go away already!”

“I’m not scared! And you’re really rude, dude! Go get laid and release all this puberty stress!” oh no, you didn’t! Everybody looks at… what’s his name? Saeran, right? But you look to the other twin still by your side.

“I tell him the same every day, can you believe?” he says to you, smiling.

“SHUT UP!” oh… he’s… red, he’s blushing. You broke the little punk wannabe! Okay… this satisfied you more that you would care to admit.

“Then, if you’re not scared, will you sing or do we have to waste more time?” the brunette is the only one who didn’t show any reaction to your little argue with Saeran.

“Why do you keep talking about time? Do you have somewhere to go?” you ask. Jesus! You won one, you can’t be risking yourself like this.

“We’re still waiting for you to sing.” See? You knew you wouldn’t win twice on this.

“Fair enough. I’ll make you forget the place you had to be.” You just hear some uhhhs from Zen and the nice redhead, and the brunette smirks at you:

“Let’s see what you got.” Is that a challenge? Interesting…

“I should… get out of here. This is about to catch fire.” The redhead jumps out of the stage.

“Hi. My name is MC and I’ll be singing ‘I’m the Greatest Star’ from the musical Funny Girl.”

“This isn’t a musical theater audition…” the brunette is still smirking.

“Nobody said what kind of music I should sing. Does anyone here oppose to me singing this one?”  everybody nodded negatively, you noticed the girl looked a little excited, did she like the song or was she happy to see the band’s leader losing his control over them?

“Very well, so I won’t oppose either. Let’s hear it! Do you need any support? Yoosung can play the piano or Saeyoung can give you a base.”

“I’ll sing acapella.” Since you already made tons of stupid decisions, why not add one more?

“Do as you please. Saeyoung, the lights.” So the nice redhead’s name is Saeyoung, and he promptly lights up the stage, you feel a shiver as you can’t see any of their faces right now…

“Whenever you’re ready, sweetheart!” that’s Zen’s voice, you notice how excited he is.

You close your eyes, take a deep breath… and your voice come out.

“I got 36 expressions, sweet as pie to tough as leather, and that’s six expressions more than all those… Baltimore’s put together… Instead of just kicking me, why don’t they give me a lift? It must be a plot! Cause they’re scared that I got… such a gift? Well, I’ll nift!”

The thing about this song is that she has a lot of variations disguised as this little humor gimmicks, so… yeah, it wasn’t the greatest choice to an audition for a band, but hey! You’re having fun! Yes, this is fun, this is… natural, somehow. And the fact you can’t see their faces make you feel like it’s just you against the lights in the whole world.

Zen is smirking, as if he knew about this hidden treasure before all of them. Yeah, he just refuted the fact you couldn’t sing because he knew, he can trace talent even if it’s hidden behind a secondary role on a musical theater play. And as soon as you stepped in that stage, he knew exactly who they were about to deal with… well, at least musically, he had no idea that quiet girl could be that…spirituous. Confronting Jumin like that was bold, and he likes bold girls…

Yoosung is hypnotized. You look and sing like an angel, it’s so different from Rika, but the sweetness and this expressiveness are the same. Also, you look a little intimidating at first, but he’s pretty sure you’re very sweet and nice, he noticed this at the moment you smiled at him and the little fact about the magician club. Also, nobody that sings like that can be less than adorable, yes, h barely knows you, he already adores you.

If this was a cartoon, Jaehee’s eyes would have dollar signs in it. You sing well, you have a cute face… maybe they can sell tickets or get some gigs with you and finally make some profit out of this… hobby. Also, she loves Funny Girl, what an interesting choice… you’re… interesting. She’s curious about you, and she rarely gets curious…

Saeyoung is smiling, he was rooting for you the minute he found you backstage. He can’t explain, he just… liked you, he wanted to know what you were up to. Was that whole scene part of your number? You’re such a drama queen, he loves it! Yes, he’s already thinking about the costumes he can put on you, you will look so cool and cute… also, you made his brother blush, you’re already his favorite person in the world. Even if you don’t join the band, he wants to hang out with you…

Saeran was mad. You were so sassy, he doesn’t like sassy girls, he was rooting for you to sing really bad, but… what the fuck? You are actually great!? Ugh… just remembering the way you defied him make his blood boil. Stupid little talented  bitch… and you’re cute too? UGHHHH, you’re trouble, aren’t you? You’re making him feel troubled.

Jumin is still smirking, he just needed this confirmation on something he knew from the moment you confronted him: it was you. It had to be you, no one else. “ So this is the girl V warned me about, interesting…”



Prologue | Chapter Two    

Costume Reference

I don’t usually do this sort of thing, but I’m trying to write, and I just looked up “unitard” for the third or fourth time, so I figure I should just document these findings so I don’t keep repeating the same process. 

Tights are worn from the waist to the toes.  Basically the bottom half of Vegeta’s Buu-saga attire, assuming the blue fabric goes all the way over his feet.

I’m pretty sure leggings are like tights, except they leave the feet exposed, but the term may also apply to clothing that covers the legs but not the hips, like Zarbon’s thigh-high stockings.  Actually, I’d probably just call them stockings and leave it there, so I’m not sure “leggings” needs to cover both of these things. 

A unitard is a skin-tight one-piece garment that covers the whole body from the neck down, except for the hands and feet.  In other words, basically Vegeta’s classic costume without the battle vest, shoes, and gloves.

By contrast, a leotard leaves the legs exposed, and maybe the arms as well.   An example of this would be Namole, the guy Frieza ordered to summon the Ginyu Force to Namek.

A bodysuit covers the same body parts as a leotard, but the difference lies in how you put one on.  You pull a bodysuit over your head and fasten it at the crotch.  With a leotard, you put your feet through the neckhole, and I don’t think there is a fastener with those.  But this would explain why leotards have wider openings at the top.  A turtleneck leotard wouldn’t make a lot of sense, unless you had the super-stretchy fabric used by Frieza’s soldiers.  I would imagine that for the purposes of sci/fi fantasy, you could use “leotard” and “bodysuit” interchangeably, and assume it’s all made of some space-age material that magically slips right on and fits perfectly. 

Anyway, the bunny outfit Bulma wore in the first arc of Dragon Ball was probably a bodysuit rather than a leotard, but I’m not posting a picture of it because it shows up on the #dragon ball tag about six times a day already. 

A wrestling singlet is sleeveless, and covers the legs to about halfway down the thighs.  Chilled wore something like this in “Episode of Bardock”.

I’m pretty sure singlets aren’t supposed to have sleeves like Chilled’s costume, but it’d probably be easier to call it a “sleeved singlet” than to figure out some other term.  A “high-cut” singlet exposes the middle of the chest, while a “low-cut” goes all the way down to the belly, as with Chilled.  

A body stocking apparently covers the same body parts as a unitard, but the term seems to be reserved for lingerie or underwear.  So imagine Vegeta’s blue suit if it was made out of see-through lace.  Someone’s probably already drawn that, but I’m not going to track that down.  I wasted enough time figuring out how to spell “Namole”. 

A speedsuit is like a leotard, only it seems to cover the legs down to the upper thigh, kind of like the uniform Krillin wore when he fought Frieza, or Recoome’s costume.

The real-life speedsuits I’ve seen on the internet don’t seem to have sleeves, but this probably varies by design. 

The terms jumpsuit, flight suit, coverall, and boilersuit all seem to refer to the same kind of loose fitting, full-body, one-piece garment, although I’m sure there may be distinctions I’m not looking for at the moment.   Future Bulma wore something along these lines in DBZ.  I couldn’t find a full body shot of her, but you can just look up any of the hosts on MST3K.

HELLO I AM BACK WITH MORE ART!

*crowd gasps*

Yo, these are the two I keep mentioning as my OTP XD I drew this in a chibi kinda style I started messing with last night… And I love it

Avec belongs to me

Fiz belongs to @skaliciadragon

They are my favorite pairing and have rightfully earned OTP status in my mind

Have a good day

Masterlist

Look at this little baby list of fics. I hope it grows up soon.

ANYWAY. Fics are listed (in each category) in the order they were posted.

(Last Updated: August 13th, 2017)

Originally posted by bovaria

Bucky Barnes

  • Bickering - Just some fun banter between you and Bucky (and a bit of Clint) during a mission.
  • Color Run - You plan a prank after your 5k.
  • Heart Doodles - You probably shouldn’t let Tony borrow your notebook.
  • Close Quarters -  Your day goes from bad to worse when your car breaks down after a messy mission and you end up stuck with the one team member you always fight with.

Originally posted by bluebrooklynkid

Steve Rogers

  • Dog Days - You went to the animal shelter to buy a dog for your daughter.. and ended up leaving with something for yourself too.
  • Happy Birthday, Captain! - It’s Steve’s 99th birthday!
  • No Pressure -  You just needed someone to act as a barrier between you and an unwanted encounter with an ex.

Originally posted by skyexwanda

Multi-Character / Not-Really-Any-Pairing / I dunno…..

  • Call of Duty - (Steve, Bucky, Sam) - someone keeps trolling you in your video game
No Place Like Home

The future is a different country. Sometimes it’s hard to find home. 

A What If Peggy (with the Serum) was in the ice with Steve AU (Steggy Secret Santa gift for @bisexualhayesmorrisons)

Note: This is… slightly more melancholy in tone than I’d really intended, especially at the beginning, but I hope you enjoy it regardless. Also, this is not compliant with Peggy’s backstory in S2.



“I’ve gotta put her in the water,” Steve said, looking at her as she fiddled with the radio, trying to get someone on the line.

She didn’t acknowledge the words. She focused on the panel in front of her, but her shoulders were tense and the red nails of her empty hand bit into her palm. They had both looked at the instruments panel. It didn’t take fluency to know that whatever Schmidt had pressed earlier had locked them on course to New York. There wasn’t any choice, and they both knew it. The plane had to go down, and the only way to accomplish that now was to do it manually.

“Peggy?”

She looked over at him, her hair mussed and falling in her eyes after the fighting with Schmidt. She watched him with resignation for a moment. She’d always known there was the possibility that they might not live to see the end of the war, but right now it was overwhelming. She sighed and went still, when Steve reached out to take her hand, gently pressing his gloved fingers against her clenched ones, prompting her fingers uncurling to wrap tightly around his. Some of the tension ebbed away from her frame, but there was a fear there that wouldn’t be assuaged with a mere touch.

“If I could just find the bloody frequency-” Peggy grumbled, adjusting the radio panel with her free hand. There was a pop and crackle before static.

“I’m sorry, Peggy.”

She sighed. “I know.”

Ice stretched across the horizon, a white blanket. There was a moment of regret and pain for all the things neither of them would get to see now. All those plans and promises they’d both acknowledged but never quite made were going to end here in the cold. When Steve let go of her hand to take hold of the stick, Peggy laid her hand on top of his and nodded.

Together, they pushed, sending the plane careening down toward the ice below.

“I guess we won’t make that dance after all,” Steve said, looking at her. He laughed, a sad chuckle that sent a lance through her heart. “Probably for the best, I would have hated to step on your toes.”

Peggy was tempted to laugh. Of all the things for him to worry about- even if it was for nothing. “Far worse things have happened to me than you stepping on my toes, Steve.”

He smiled sadly. “We could have had the band play something slow.”

Peggy woke gasping, a sharp prickle running across her skin like needles. It was a feeling of ice in her veins. She had dreamed of the crash before, the feeling of the wind and the cold and the searing pain that followed. It was never the same twice, sometimes she dreamed of other horrors: of the Schmidt’s red skull laughing as the plane went down in flames and the feel of blood pooling at her feet and covering her hands.

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anonymous asked:

Prompt: Corrin gets ryouma and Xander together.

So I included flowers because of a mixture of my love for the flower language and also that when you sent this ask, there was lots of flower talk going on in the tag. I had a lot of trouble with this and I still kind of do? I hope you like it, nonetheless. It kind of got away from me, so there is that.

Update: AO3 


Corrin had a problem. Said problem was entirely Ryoma and Xander’s fault, namely that they somehow managed to be two of the most brilliant men that Corrin had the pleasure of knowing while also managing to be two of the most aggravatingly oblivious. It was obvious to almost everyone in the castle that the two at the very least liked each other more than diplomacy called for (besides maybe Takumi and Leo, who were often too busy trying to out-everything each other to be in denial over their brothers’ mutual pining).

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The really funny thing about Gansey wearing boat shoes all the time is that they are literally the only shoe worn by kids in high school in the majority of ireland, like every school kid i’ve known has worn boat shoes, and I honestly wonder whether Ronan knows and how he feels about that? Also reminder that Gansey has the same pronunciation as the Irish word geansaí, which means ‘jumper’. This boy is a fashion disaster from head to toe. 

anonymous asked:

Why do people call Italy and England the "angel pair"? I'm really new to the fandom so I apologize if this question is dumb

I don’t know. I didn’t even know Italy and England was a big thing.

zeether  asked:

Helga x Arnold

A+: OTP

When I call these two my One True Pairing, I really mean they are my One True Pairing. I’ve shipped a lot of shit in my life, but none have stood the test of time as much as these two. Where other pairings lose my interest after weeks or months, these two have never failed to make me grin, and it’s not just because they look cute together. It’s not because Helga loves Arnold and I love Helga so obviously she HAS TO GET WITH THE GUY SHE LIKES. It’s not because I’m into any of the cliche ship slots they fit into - devil/angel, villain/hero, sweetheart/asshole, etc.. And it’s not because they’re the most popular pairing in the show, or even the most blatantly canon. There are a lot of reasons these two are popular, but the biggest one is simply this: chemistry.

I’ve tried shipping these two with other characters before, but none of the ships I’ve been able to think up or find fics for mesh as well as Arnold and Helga do with each other. One of the reasons HA! slapped me in the face as hard as it did and still holds my attention is because of my love of psychology and well-crafted characterization, and it’s honestly a little scary just how perfectly these two click in every way it’s possible to click. Heck, it’s even a running gag in the show that they’re soulmates - they run into each other (literally) on a regular basis, Arnold can actually hear Helga screaming for him even if it’s halfway across town (Downtown as Fruits, Arnold’s Halloween), and he gets this gnawing sense that something is wrong when Helga isn’t present (Buses, Bikes and Subways). I could literally write novels on all the reasons these two work so well together, but I’m gonna see if I can sum it up as best I can in a few paragraphs. 

As much as everyone always likes to go on about how these two are an Opposites Attract type of pairing, they actually have a lot of things in common, and I’m not just saying that they have similar interests (though this is true, and is one of the reasons they’re so great together). At their core, these two are actually almost the same person. Don’t get me wrong here, I do think it’s important for couples to have different viewpoints and personalities because otherwise they’d get bored with each other pretty quick (especially Arnold and Helga, because both of them have shown signs of NEEDING someone to challenge them–Arnold even once said that he loves a challenge), but it’s also important to have common ground and kinda be on each other’s level. These two are equals in every sense of the word, and it’s honestly one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. 

Like, they both come from kinda crackpot families that drive them both nuts, and as a result have been forced to where they HAD to mature in order to get by. They have to solve their own problems, because they know no one else is going to. They love their families, but they can’t rely on them. Really, they act a lot more like teenagers or adults than nine-year-olds sometimes. They even get similar looks of “oh God I’m surrounded” on their faces whenever something stupid or crazy goes down. Like, to the point I think if they ever had a real, honest conversation with each other about junk, they’d agree on a lot of points. Arnold would obviously try to be nicer about it, but it’s pretty undeniable that he thinks a lot of the stuff Helga says. He laughs just as hard at Helga’s mean jokes as everybody else. I’m not saying he likes that Helga’s cruel, but I do think it’s on some level relieving to him that he’s not the only one who notices these things and gets exasperated by them. On kinda the opposite spectrum of this, though, they’re both bleeding hearts. I mean, Arnold’s obviously a lot more open about it, but we all know how soft Helga is underneath all her spikes. She cares just as much about stuff as Arnold does; she just doesn’t want to because a) it’s too painful for her, b) she just doesn’t think it’s smart, and c) she has a reputation she feels she has to uphold. As well, they’re both intelligent, stubborn, competitive, crazy artistic, leaders, daydreamers, romantics–I could go on and on about all the things these two have in common, but this paragraph’s gotten too long, blegh.

Basically, they are like the same person in a lot of ways and react similarly to things - they’ve just chosen to deal with those things differently. Buuuut it is true, nobody can deny, yes, they are in a lot of ways an Opposites Attract pairing. I think something a lot of people don’t quite get, however, is that some Opposites don’t mesh well at all. They just bounce off each other. It’s not as simple as two people who oppose each other equaling solemats5ever. These two are fine-tuned to be opposite in every way they need to be in order to be amazing together, which is really impressive and one of the things that make them so gosh-darned OTP to people. For example: Arnold is rigid and steady. Helga is childish and impulsive. Arnold is optimistic and moral. Helga is realistic and immoral. Arnold is selfless and kind. Helga is selfish and vicious. Arnold’s peaceful, Helga’s a warmonger. Arnold is quiet, Helga is loud. Arnold’s cool, Helga’s hot. Arnold’s rational, Helga’s paranoid. They really balance each other out, but at their core they’re still the same. They’re a perfect example of ying and yang to point to when you want to show just how well the concept works.

I mean, I’ve been shipping these two for almost six years, and my fascination with them hasn’t dwindled once. If there was a grade higher than an A+ that I could give them, I’d be complaining that there still needs to be a higher grade.

gay-street  asked:

I think people can do whatever they want, but like, if you make a character so ooc that it might as well be another character that you you just came up with, what's the point? You might as well just write an oc into the story. So I don't personally get it, but I mean, to each their own. 🤔

Exactly! I’m all for people exploring out of character scenarios if that’s what they’re into, but majority of the time it doesn’t do it for me. If i’m reading Draco, i want to read Draco, not a “sassy bottom” stereotype or a wounded whump made to suffer to make him look sympathetic. Those stories can be fun, and people do seem to enjoy them, it’s just not for me. Same goes for overly fluffy Drarry, they’re just not the pairing i’d go for tooth-rotting fluff. I can’t really imagine them calling each other pet names or being lovey-dovey. Softening their dynamic or Draco himself takes away the aspects of Drarry i do like. I like their banter, snark, challenge, complexity and intensity, give me all of that instead!