terresdebrume

terresdebrume  asked:

(Idk if the NoM is still going bc mobile but just in case) I'm actually most fascinated by people's relationship to themselves: how they envision themselves & how they react to the image ppl send back. I'll get to explore that a lot in my upcoming fanfic (a rewrite of Cassandra Clare's City of Bones) bc the characters have to (re)define themselves (& their relationship to their v strict/oppressive culture) through the story, and I'm very excited for it *_*

That’s a great point! It wasn’t part of my original conception for the prompt, but it’s a great addition. Identity and perceptional differences of that identity, dealing with the intersections of those identities and the cognitive dissonance it creates–very cool!

Night of Musing

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Funny how the heart can be deceiving.

terresdebrume  asked:

Romeo/Mercution: 6, 8, 25 and 27?

Thanks! Wasn’t expecting Shakespeare cuteness, but I’m here for it 1000% of the time

6. Any tasks that are always left to one person?
Romeo ends up cleaning up everything, honestly. Mercutio was something of a spoiled brat, and hasn’t quite got the hang of things like not leaving  his wet towels on the floor, to his boyfriend’s annoyance. 

However, Mercutio is solely responsible for the preparation and acquisition of food. Romeo can’t cook. At all. Mercutio was surprised he hadn’t starved prior to their knowing each other, following a not-terribly-pleasant attempt on Romeo’s part at cooking himself breakfast one morning. After that, Mercutio took over.

8. What do the like best about their partner?

Mercutio likes Romeo’s passion. He never goes at something without throwing all of himself into it. He’s never just floating by, or bored, or settling for less. He’s the kind of person who always wants something more than he’s ever wanted anything before, who always tries harder than his own efforts have ever allowed. Mercutio admires it, and to be loved by someone like that feels, admittedly, amazing. He’s the subject of a very passionate adoration from someone who never goes halfway. There’s no “sorta” with him.

Romeo loves that Mercutio can find mirth in any situation, can look in the face of terrible things, and laugh. Romeo is prone to fits of melodrama, black-and-white thinking, and pits of despair. It’s nice to have someone around that picks him back up, dusts him off, and reminds him there are still good things. It’s hard to be sad around him for terribly long, especially given that Mercutio is such an encouraging person, at that, which is something Romeo needs. He needs a push to remind him he’s doing the right thing, or maybe to keep him from doing the wrong thing. But really, he loves most that he has someone he can always feel happy and light with.

25. How much time do they spend together? Do they share their feelings, or hold things in?

They spend loads of time together. They share friends in common, to begin with, and they’re certainly a friends-to-lovers kind of couple, the cheesy “I’m dating my best friend” kind of swooning which is always sincere on Romeo’s part and more sincere than Mercutio would like you to know on his. Between common social groups and strictly romantic business, they’re together a lot. Not without alone time, though. I think Romeo and Mercutio would both be able to appreciate moments of running off and doing other things, and coming back with epic tales of their own adventures of the day.

Romeo doesn’t really hold much back. He’s a heart on his sleeve kind of guy, and said heart is always covered in someone’s blood, be it his or someone else’s. His hot temper, his sappy loveyness, his excitement, his gloomy sorrow, it all kind of leaks out.

Mercutio shares much less. When he does, he’s cryptic, vague, and usually tries to change the subject soon after. It’s kind of hard to tell when he’s upset. He’s someone who feels much better being leaned on than he does leaning on someone else. 

27.  Do they have kids? Grow old together? Split up?

I don’t really see them with kids. I mean, obviously no one lived to dad-age in canon, but in an au, I can see Mercutio very much liking the role of “cool uncle” in some kid’s life, but not father. 

I think, if these boys ever can grow old, they would still be tied together, still bonded for it. They’re a to-the-death kind of bond, and if that leads to grey hair and shaky hands one day, then it does. 

Splitting up? Not really, no. But I do see them, to start with, as not monogamous, perhaps. And maybe they won’t always be each other’s top priority. Romeo’s gotten caught in some other passion, and Mercutio’s okay with that, or Mercutio is off amusing himself somewhere else with other company, and Romeo has enough other relations to keep himself happy for a time. But they do stay in contact, and are still very much together. 

terresdebrume-deactivated201410  asked:

Hi! First off, thanks a lot for taking the time to answer so many questions about ASOIAF -I *love* your meta and I really appreciate the time you put in it! Secondly: before I discovered the R+L=J theory (though your blog, as a matter of fact) I used to think Ned+Ellia = J could be a possibility. Now I haven't reread the first books in a while so I don't remember if there were clues or if it was just me, but did you ever consider the pairing plausible? Why or why not? Thank you for your time! :)

Ellia? I’m assuming you mean Ashara Dayne? (Since I can’t imagine you mean Elia Martell.) And nope, never thought it was plausible. It felt like a red herring from day one because so much attention was drawn to it. (Hell, I suspected Ned wasn’t Jon’s father from like Cat’s second chapter, all the other evidence in Ned’s POV just built on that suspicion.) If you want to see evidence about Jon’s parentage, the best roundup is here and here, but honestly you’ll never see me promoting Ned+Ashara in any way.

Anyway, you’re welcome, hope that helps!

anonymous asked:

Whoa. Like I need headcanons for the glorious parabatai sandwhich now. I feel like I've reached enlightenment.

ALL RIGHT NONNY, I’M SO INTO THIS SHIP SO HERE WE GO

  • Maryse loves nothing more than being held close between both her boys, it’s so warm.
  • Maryse actually has a girlfriend (Jocelyn) but neither Rob nor Michael are with her. Michael, Rob and May are all with each other.
  • Speaking of, they tend to nickname each other a lot. “Rob” or “Robbie,” “Mickey,” and “May” are pretty much all they ever call each other.
  • Michael hated himself for a long time for pining over his parabatai and his parabatai’s girlfriend.
  • The awkward period of attraction to each other before it was admitted was painful. Buy panicking, Rob told his girlfriend that he occasionally had sex dreams about his parabatai, and May admitted she liked him too. So when Michael, a few weeks later, wracked with how bad he felt keeping himself a secret–Michael was terrible at being in the closeted, and generally a very honest man–Maryse just smiled and gave him a hug and kissed his temple and said it was alright, and Rob let him know it was mutual.
  • In a verse where they’re all together under the Clave’s nose, Robert and Maryse are legally married, but Michael lives with them. Also, the Lightwoods have two extra kids in this verse, and for some reason unknown to their friends, these kids have a strawberry blinde hair color just like Robert’s best friend…
  • Michael picked up a guitar on a trip to visit his cousins in France once, and he’s self-taught and constantly springing cheesy lovesongs on Robert and Maryse. They love it, though.
  • Alternately, a way for them to get together would be Michael was just with Robert for a while, and him and Maryse were awkward attracted-to-each-other friends, who both worried the other person was only in it for Robert, until they were left alone one afternoon when Robert answered a sensor by himself and Mickey calmed Maryse by holding her and telling her it’d be okay
    • By the time Rob got home, both his lovers were asleep and holding each other and had kissed to feel better, and Robert was just so happy because honestly it was the sweetest thing.He just lay down next to them and when they all three woke up together for the first time, they just knew

terresdebrume  asked:

Since you did Sansa, could I trouble you for your opinion on Arya's Hogwarts House? I tend to see her as either Hufflepuff or Gryffindor myself but I'm curious about your opinion now :)

“Trouble me”, you never trouble me! I love seeing your url on my activity page and my blog :)

Sure, I’ll do Arya. I did explain briefly a bunch of characters- Arya and Sansa included- but that was forever ago and not fleshed out.

Arya is 100% a Gryffindor. One of the ways that people are sorted is based on how much they value certain traits. What I mean by that is it’s not just the traits they themselves have, but also what they consider valuable traits period.

Arya is all about bravery, nerve, daring, and courageous- sometimes even past the point of sense. “A boy has more courage than sense,” Jaqen about Arya. 

One especially obvious example of how much she values bravery is this:

They had two now, Stranger and a sorrel palfrey mare Arya had named Craven, because Sandorsaid she’d likely run off from the Twins the same as them. They’d found her wandering riderlessthrough a field the morning after the slaughter. She was a good enough horse, but Arya could notlove a coward. Stranger would have fought. 

…It was quiet in the village. They had beds stuffed with straw and not too many lice, the food was plain but filling, and the air smelled of pines. All the same, Arya soon decided that she hated it. The villagers were cowards. None of them would even look at the Hound’s face, at least not for long. Arya, ASoS

To Arya, that’s the ultimate failure. It’s not being weak, it’s not being stupid, it’s being a coward. It’s part of the reason why she starts hating herself in Harrenhal. She feels cowardly like a mouse/sheep.

The direwolf was the sigil of the Starks, but Arya felt more a lamb,surrounded by a herd of other sheep. She hated the villagers for their sheepishness, almost asmuch as she hated herself. The Lannisters had taken everything: father, friends, home, hope, courage. Arya, ACoK

Sheepishness, as in meek and submissive, and embodying that makes Arya actually hate herself. Moreover, when describing what wonderful things the Lannisters took from her, she ends with courage. The others are obvious and almost cliche (her family and friends and home and hope) but courage is a standout. Because that’s what Arya fears, losing her courage, becoming complacent and standing by when bad things happen to other people. 

It’s also why Jaqen and his deaths mean so much to her:

But thinking of the village made her remember the march, and the storeroom, and the Tickler. She thought of the little boy who’d been hit in the face with the mace, of stupid old All-for- Joffrey, of Lommy Greenhands. I was a sheep, and then I was a mouse, I couldn’t do anything but hide. Arya chewed her lip and tried to think when her courage had come back. Jaqen made me brave again. He made me a ghost instead of a mouse. Arya, ACoK 

Her bravery and courage in general matters so much to Arya. People doubting it or thinking she’s cowardly is a huge pet peeve of hers as well:

It was Harwin who rode up beside her, in the end. “Where do you think you’re going, milady? You shouldn’t run off. There are wolves in these woods, and worse things.”
“I’m not afraid,” she said.
Arya, ASoS

A thousand seabirds took to the air at once, and Arya flinched until she saw that Denyo was laughing. “He warns the Arsenal of our coming, that is all,” he shouted. “You must not be afraid.”
“I never was,” Arya shouted back. “It was loud, is all.”
…She could almost hear the beating of her heart. Suddenly she was somewhere else… back in Harrenhal with Gendry, maybe, or with the Hound in the woods along the Trident. Salty is a stupid child, she told herself. I am a wolf, and will not be afraid. She patted Needle’s hilt for luck and plunged into the shadows, taking the steps two at a time so no one could ever say she’d been afraid. 
Arya, AFFC

Arya’s mantra of fear cuts deeper than swords also serves this purpose. 

Anyway, Arya values and embodies courage and bravery so much that I can’t consider her anything but a Gryfffindor. She’s also very chivalrous, standing up for the weak and helpless, and has a strong sense of will. She pushes past many things that frighten her. 

Hufflepuff would be a runner up as she has a strong sense of justice and loyalty above all. She does have some Syltherin traits like cunning, shrewdness and cleverness (but she lacks almost all others, she’s one of the only characters who doesn’t seek glory, power, or really have any ambition, not to mention that she’s anti-traditionalist.) The non-conformity of Ravenclaw as well as it’s wittiness also fit her, but in my opinion, there’s no contest that she’s a Gryffindor.

terresdebrume  asked:

Random crack idea but: supposing the New republic has something like Strictly come dancing (where celebrities are asked to do a dance competition) how do you think the Double O-Nakin!Skywalkers would react to being invited? (Personally I like to imagine Han beside himself with laughter when he learns they've been asked for participation, just because he can't picture anything like that happening. Luke is most likely to go. No one knows if they want Anakin to say yes or no.)

Oh my God.

Truly you are blessed with a gift for crack because this is amazing.

Okay but the really funny thing is that I can see both Leia and Luke potentially accepting the invite, given the right incentive. Like, say, a charity for Alderaanian refugees.

And Leia, at least, can dance quite well. (Part of a princess’s required education.) Luke can’t, yet, but I think he’d pick it up pretty fast with a good teacher. And then there’s Anakin, who never learned how to do any Core world dances, and who plays his skills with traditional Tatooine dances pretty close to the chest. (And who is, after twenty years with sub-standard healthcare and outdated cybernetics, not nearly as limber as he used to be.)

So here’s how it goes:

Han’s the one who breaks the news to them, in between bouts of near-uncontrollable laughter. He just keeps snickering to himself every time he looks at their faces, because Luke looks really nonplussed and Anakin looks first flabbergasted and then caught halfway between deeply annoyed and morbidly curious, and Leia…

Leia says, “I think we should do it.”

Han starts cracking up all over again, and completely fails to notice the mischievous smile on her face, until she says, “That means you too, Han.”

Then Han sobers up pretty fast. “Oh no,” he says. “Not me, Princess. I’m not going on any dancing show. I’m not - ”

“Whyever not, Captain Solo?” Anakin asks casually. “Can’t you dance?”

“Now you listen here, Rustbucket!” Han bristles. “There’s no better dancer in the galaxy! I could dance rings around those clowns! I could - ”

“Good, that’s settled,” says Leia brusquely. “We’ll do it.”

And that’s the story of how three Skywalkers and Han Solo ended up on a dancing show.

(IDK what Strictly Come Dancing is actually like, but I’m gonna say this GFFA dancing show is one of those where they pair celebrities with professional dancers and then teach them a dance routine for the competition.)

Luke gets paired with a dancer from Naboo and, to everyone’s amusement, they decide to do a formal Naboo waltz. (Padme, as Anakin has told his kids, always hated the waltz.) Luke just grins and shrugs it off with a, “Sorry Mom.” And his instructor turns out to be a pretty cool lady who’s more than happy to share all sorts of things about Naboo culture with him, so Luke gets the chance to learn about his mom’s people and counts the whole thing a win.

Han, who is in fact a terrible dancer, gets paired with a Coruscanti dance instructor who decides that they’re going to do a really sultry take on a Corellian tango. His face on learning this is one of absolute terror. Leia catches his eye across the room and just smirks.

Leia’s already an expert at several different Alderaanian dances, and she gets paired with a fellow Alderaanian, so they do a lot of bonding and catharsis through dance and it’s actually…it really helps. She decided to do this for the charity, and she never really expected that it would affect her too, but now she’s really glad she’s doing this.

Anakin goes through like five different instructors. The first three quit in terror when he turns out to be absolutely terrible at all the dances they attempt and apparently incapable of or just unwilling to learn. And they’re far too terrified to challenge him in any way or even criticize him. He won’t admit to enjoying this, but Luke and Leia know better.

Anakin’s fourth instructor is considerably less awed by the ex-Darth Vader, but pronounces him impossible to teach and storms off in a huff.

His fifth instructor is Kitster Banai.

Kitster knew what he was getting into, but Anakin is completely blindsided at seeing his old friend and brother. An epic reunion is had. Luke and Leia get to meet their uncle. Anakin and Kitster’s relationship may or may not descend almost immediately into a prank war. (Hint: It does.)

Finally the actual competition happens.

Luke dances beautifully. (Later, Anakin tells him, “Your mother may have hated that dance, but I think she would have been impressed with your performance.”)

Han does surprisingly well, though his routine is almost ruined by the look of sheer terror he wears through the whole thing.

Leia’s dance is slow and almost mournful, full of emotion and loss and pain, but hope too. Quite a few people in the audience have tears in their eyes, as do Luke, Han, and Anakin.

And Anakin and Kitster decided to toss the approved dance list out the window and bust out one of the old Tatooine dances. It’s…very energetic. There are a lot of jumps and flips and kicks. They duck under and leap over each other. Luke and Leia look at each other and they’re both thinking the same thing. “We learned that move in lightsaber training last week.”

In the end, Leia wins the competition, but Han is totally stuck on Anakin’s dance. “Wow, Rustbucket,” he says. “Who knew you had moves?”

Frostiron fanfic recommendation list! [Part 2]

I’ll definitely go down with this ship.

Anyways, this is pt. 2! Yey! Before getting into the actual list, I would like to share two tumblr urls here. The first is Jabberwockies, the author of the Brothers series. If you’ve never read it, stop everything you’re doing and do it now, because it’s flawless and gave me a lots of feelings. The second one is Terresdebrume, and she writes for so many different ships and all of her stories are so amazing. She also wrote three stories that I’ll recommend here. So go follow these two and read their stories and drown on your feels.

Sorry for any eventual grammar mistakes, * is for highly recommended fic. You can find the first recommendation list here.

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terresdebrume-deactivated201410  asked:

Hi! I noticed you discussed ASOIAF theories a lot lately, and while I formulated some of them for myself after reading the books, there are several of them I didn't know about/don't understand fully... Do you know if there is/are (a) blog(s)/website(s) that summarizes them and where they came from, please? I would love to know where they come from & see if they change my perspective. (Also, am I the only one who thinks Jon might be Ned & Ellia's son? The Lyanna/Raeghar seems to win w/ most ppl)

SPOILERS FOR THE WHOLE SERIES YOU KNOW THE DRILL

A really good collection of the major theories (Varys/Illyrio, the Great Northern Conspiracy, R+L=J, Who Is Coldhands? etc) can be found here - it’s a westeros.org link, but don’t worry i wouldn’t play you wrong, the links are just to spec/theory forums and a lot of them are really well laid out and detailed.

I think R+L=J is the real deal. People take it for granted and seem to think that it’s obviously spelled out in the text - it’s not, the clues are there but they’re very subtle, and it’s only because mass fan forums have gotten together and snowballed the clues that it’s considered to be ~obvious~ now.

Futhermore, with Jon pretty squarely in the Azor Ahai role, it’s imperative that he have Targaryen blood so that he can be one of the three heads of the dragon. Also, I read something somewhere that talked about Rhaegar’s ambitions for Aegon as The Prince Who Was Promised, and his desire to have two daughters just like the original Aegon/Visenya/Rhaenys trinity, which made a lot of sense to me? (His first two children were called Aegon and Rhaenys - it’s not too far of a jump to think he also wanted a “Visenya”) And if Elia couldn’t have children, he may have taken Lyanna for that reason.

(Brazilian) Portuguese Insults Translation
  • Fanfan made one with french so I thought it'd be okay to make one in portuguese. In case anyone wants to know how it works. Note that this is BRAZILIAN portuguese, so I don't know how portuguese from Portugal works : \
  • You're a little shit/fuck: Você é um merdinha
  • You're a bitch: Você é uma vadia
  • You're a whore: Você é uma puta.
  • Shit: Merda/Bosta (although "merda" is used more)
  • Fucking Shit: Puta merda (though "puta" means "whore". Our "fuck" is "foda" but it doesn't really make sense to say "foda merda". Also, "puta merda" is somewhat similar to "holy shit" lol)
  • Get the fuck out/off: we don't really have a similar insult so you either say "sai daqui, [curse]" which means, "get out of here, [curse]" or just the good ol' "vá
  • se fuder" which means "go fuck yourself"
  • Fuck you: same as "go fuck yourself" or "vai tomar no cu" which means something like "go fuck yourself on the ass"
  • What is this shit?: Que merda é essa? / Que porra é essa? ("porra" means "cum", which we actually use more than "shit" to be honest)
  • Shut up: Cale a boca ("shut your mouth")
  • Shut the fuck up: Cale a boca + [curse] (it could be any curse you want)
  • Son of a bitch/whore: Filho da puta
  • Who the fuck are you?: again, "fuck" can't be fully translated in this case. So either say "quem é você?" aggressively or say something like "quem diabos é você?" even if it's not as aggressive. (It's similar to "who the hell are you?", but "diabos" actually mean "devils" lol)
  • What the fuck is this?: Que porra é essa? (pretty much the same as "what is this shit")
  • And here's a list of some curses that were not in the "original" list:
  • caralho: cock
  • puta que pariu: it doesn't have a similar insult in english but it kind of means that "your mother is a whore". Though we don't use it like that, we use it more as an exclamation/surprise or because we're really fucking pissed.
  • cacete: cock
  • buceta: cunt
  • cu: ass
  • aaaand i can't think of any more... if anyone has a question, let me know : )

terresdebrume  asked:

Rob, Don't ask me how your letter came through because I don't have a sodding clue, but it did. Max is fine--bummed, but one of Maryse's nieces is with us too so they make do. Don't take it the wrong way, but he's very eager to see you all. As for Alec, I'm glad you're doing for him what you didn't do for me. I'm glad you're doing it for yourself... but at the same time I'm so angry. Not even at you--I could never do that for long anyway [1/?]

and to be frank being dead does wonder to make anger at the living melt away. Mostly though, I’m angry at myself for not staying alive–it’s ridiculous, I know. Robbie and I were both sleeping when we died, thank the Angel for him, but I still wish I’d woken up. I still wish I’d be right there with you as you discover your son and yourself in the process. Maybe if I’d stayed alive we’d have a chance now–maybe we’d manage to be parabatai again. Maybe more.

Then again, maybe we’d just be friends–maybe the man you’ve become wouldn’t make my heart beat as fast, and maybe you still wouldn’t love me in that way. Maybe I’d just be there to help you as a friend does–as a parabatai does, and that would be fine by me. Most of all though, I’m angry we didn’t even get the chance to find out. I miss you, Rob. I miss you so much, and I wish there was a way for me to let you know I’m still thinking of you after all this time…

I wish we hadn’t been so young and foolish. I wish I’d talked to you sooner. I wish we were born later, in more open-minded times, in a more open-minded place. I miss you. And I want you to live until you’re a hundred but damn, Rob, I can’t wait to see you again. Thank you for writing, even if you were bloody late to the party. Mikey. PS: I still love you, too. PPS: Stephen Herondale is still, unfortunately, a dick. Come save me.

Oh my god. Oh my god, I’m dying, this is beautiful. A++ thank you so much

terresdebrume  asked:

So I've been frolicking around your Double O-Nakin AU thing for a few days and I have to say I LOVE what you're doing with it! I find the Tattoine & Alderaan culture tidbit you use awesome (and as I understand it they're entirely yours so even more Kudos for you!) and I'm not even that dedicated a SW fan usually but honestly I could just read your fic for days *_* Thank you very much for everything you've made so far! :D

Hello friend! Thank you so much for this message - and for all the wonderfully detailed reviews on AO3!  They’ve absolutely made my day.

I love how many clever names people have come up with for this ‘verse: Clandestanakin, Double O-Nakin, Spy-der. Makes me feel a little inadequate using just ‘double agent Anakin’ as my tag tbh.

(Anakin would approve, though. I’m convinced his sense of humor vacillates between very, very dark gallows humor and painfully bad dad jokes.)

terresdebrume-deactivated201410  asked:

FrostIron (surprise!) actually, Loki isn't a natural talent at ice-skating.

“No.”

“Oh come on, it’ll be fun!” Tony finishes his drink in one mouthful and sets it down on the table. Loki scowls at him, laying down his utensils like he doesn’t want to accidentally hurl them at Tony - and he should probably be afraid, but Loki has never been that frightening to Tony Stark.

When Loki only crosses his arms with a huff, Tony turns to Thor. Thor have been watching the conversation with a sort of fond smile (mostly in Loki’s direction) and he seems to quickly catch up with Tony’s intention.

“It is a tradition,” he says to Loki, who scoffs, “and traditions are meant to be followed.” Tony resists the urge to tell him that it’s not really a tradition as much as it’s Tony wanting to take Loki ice-skating, but it would probably spoil every chance he’s got to make Loki agree to this.

Loki grits his teeth and narrows his eyes at Tony, who does his best to look innocent, and finally he sighs.

“All right.”

Tony is laughing so much his stomach is hurting. Because even if the God of Mischief wants to look a natural at this, it is painfully obvious that he can’t hold his balance if he’s going faster than about one miles per hour. Tony takes great advantage of this, skating around him effortlessly and tugging at Loki’s clothes, and if gazes could kill he would be burning in hell right now.

However, Loki doesn’t trip, and after about twenty minutes of Tony bullying him mercilessly and with a huge smirk on his face, Loki manages to at least go forward without looking like he’s about to fall on his face every other second.

“Stark,” he says calmly, green eyes gleaming fiercely. “I am going to kill you.” Tony retaliates with another tug.

And manages to get his skate hooked around Loki’s, which sends him toppling down onto the hard ice. Half a second later Loki lands on him, and for a moment Tony’s mind is too occupied with remembering how to breathe for him to notice that Loki isn’t getting off.

When he comes back to his senses, Loki is hovering over him, all intense eyes and flushed face and a smirk, which makes it extremely difficult for Tony not to kiss him on the spot.

In the end they manage to untangle and stand up again, Tony’s face flushed with both cold and something else.

Loki smirks at him.

“At least I was not the one who tripped.”

terresdebrume  asked:

Headcanon that the first time the Sandwich decides to have threeway sex, Robert is to shy to start anything and Maryse is too proud to admit she's maybe a little nervous, so Michael ends up doing fart noises for five minutes until they're both laughing and he can tackled them to the bed while yelling "banzai!" (And then he gets treated to the best orgasm of his young life up until then.)

Oh my god, this is my new favorite nsfw headcanon for them. 

Michael is the best ice breaker, and he’s never shy bout laughing during sex, which, pre-Michael, Maryse and Robert both 100% were, and he makes it so much more free and lighthearted, and it feels a lot more intimate from there.

Finnick/Annie for terresdebrume

Finnick/Annie: the moment he realized he was hooked (or, nothing’s ever easy in the life of Finnick Odair):

Wind was blowing harshly on the Victor’s Rock, howling through the night, and Finnick swore to himself when he bumped into something, a trash bin someone had left on the sidewalk. He told himself there hadn’t been storms in his arena, adrenaline shouldn’t be pumping through his veins the way it did. He just wanted to be home.

They’d kissed - she had kissed him and he had let her like he was used to, except that was a lie, because he had kissed her, it had been his idea. Stupid, he thought, angry at himself, and he didn’t know what he’d been thinking. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t been thinking. He couldn’t believe he’d spent the last weeks thinking about Annie without noticing what it all meant.

“I’ve got to go,” he’d said, trying to not look her in the eye and to not see the expression on her face, and he’d been gone.

“What happened, is something the…” his mom started saying when she opened the door to his banging, and he said, “It’s nothing, mom, please, go back to bed,” brushing past her up to his room. She hadn’t expected him back so soon, not when he’d been spending most evenings at Annie’s until way past midnight, and yes, he’d been an idiot, all the way through.

That hadn’t been anger on Annie’s face when he’d left her there, although she would have had a right to be angry after how he’d led her on. It had been confusion – concern. Breathing hard, Finnick reached his room, throwing his jacket on the bed, trying to think. Trying to figure out how he would make it up to Annie once he went back.

Because of course he would go back.

That was the scariest part of all.