#//and maybe more in the future but meh

[charlieghostcrab]

[reki-of-the-valley]

Kinda funny to look at my notes

[kalims]

‎˃ ᵕ ˂ . . "what the—please put me down,, it's not a wedding nor am i ready to get married!"

bridal style but it's not a wedding,

or in which, they carry you bridal style.

characters. dorm leaders.

includes. gn reader, this is a small treat for over 4k followers :) since I still wanted to give yall one

cw. reader impied to be injured/sick.

note. I rate sumeru archon quest a solid 9.7/10 and yes, I only finished it yesterday LMAO. u wondering why malleus' is different? thats right he's just special. <3

— riddle rosehearts

"you okay there?" you stare at riddle knowingly. eyeing his red face that was neither from embarrassment nor anger. the man in question nods stiffly, adjusting his hold on you in a way that makes you fly for a second.

riddle grits out an answer. ignoring the way he was painstakingly slow on taking you to whatever destination. gods.. he's never been so mad at the fact that the infirmary was so far. "I'm doing just..—" he trips on a small pen that was just coincidentally in the middle of the hallway, nearly tumbling forward and leering you to the ground but he catched himself at the last moment.

and pretended nothing just happened but he definitely just spared a searing look towards the innocent pen. "—fine."

"it's fine. I can walk." you eventually nudge him however he seems more determined hearing your words. noticing your particular look riddle panics. "w-wait.. it's alright! I'm doing okay!"

it's not that you're light, or heavy at all. but in general riddle is far more impressive in the.. magical aspect, in terms of heavy lifting in heartslabyul. he leaves it to trey, cater and other residents who are far more competent than him.

you shake your head, he was being oddly intent with this. "if I can't even do this when you are in need of care how will i learn in the future?" riddle frustratingly sighs. sure, he can admit he was probably gonna sleep tonight and wake up with sore arms but the very least,, you'd see him as a strong person. inside and out.

that was quite suggestive, not in the way you're thinking but rather.. "oh? so.. you see a future with me?" placing a hand on your chest you smile at riddle who wastes no time dropping you. you reminisced a long lost.. experience when you fell because honestly, the pain you felt in your bottom was excruciating.

he glares at you despite the steam animatedly coming out of his ears. "is this a joke? I—" riddle paused as if just noticing your clear pain even though you wear a tight lipped smile on your face.

then he panics again, crouching down. "I'm sorry.. I was careless."

meanwhile. I can't tell if all the pain I'm feeling right now is worth it for his vision of the future and concern.

you continue to stare at the wall in a daze, completely silence as riddle is in an inner monolog regretting his life choices.

leona kingscholar

"oi. are you paying me for this, I don't give out service for free."

leona says but you merely squint at him. "since when was money something you needed?" you point a finger at him accusingly but he just shrugs, annoyingly enough. "dunno. might need it. you'll pay me back somehow. I'll make sure of it." he makes a show of trying to intimidate you with his stare.

you flail your arms around in frustration, pretending to not notice the stare he directed at you when you accidentally hit him in the face. you definitely did not want to be under leona's crazy favors again.. "but im gonna die if you don't bring me there?!"

"it's just a fractured rib. ah. right, tell me. who did this to you." leona plays it off cooly but you know full well what his words imply. now,, should you destroy someone's life or spare mercy on them? meh.. either way you probably didn't have a choice because ruggie was there and the hyena was gonna rat it out to leona anyways. "some random from diasomnia. it's not that serious."

maybe it was a bad idea mentioning diasomnia cause leona has this scary look on his face right now and you're sure he's gonna be 100x more merciless on them since they're in the dorm of someone he hates. "not that serious? look at you. you look like you're gonna die from every breath and move you take." he huffed.

how ironic. "didn't you say that it's 'just' a fractured rib?"

leona just ignores you but he's slowed down considerably, which you'd like to think for your sake when he realizes that you indeed,, are struggling whenever you move.

the silence was quite awkward so after a while you decide to speak.

"anyways. if you don't need money just tell me what you do need so I can get it over with as soon as possible."

leona doesn't look at you until you're at the very door of the infirmary itself. since when did you arrive? time flew by quite quick or he's really just that athletic.

you expect not to get an answer till he places his hand on the knob, preparing to open it and then freezing. then, he looks at you finally. "you. i need you to get better so you can come back to me."

you were about to have an inner crisis— scratch that you were having an inner crisis when there's someone clearing their throat and a seemingly long object making contact with a palm. you both turn and see crewel looking quite furious. he points at leona.

"pups and kitties don't get along. scram little one, I'll take care of them."

leona looked like he just didn't care but definitely iffed by crewel ruining the moment.

you hear something about audacity and kitties.

azul ashengrotto

"i... they'd be better off with someone else." azul trails off. looking away and clearing his throat, crewel spares him an unimpressed look. looking thoroughly bold enough to start whipping his little stick around for a spin.

crewel glares at him. "you are the only person in here ashengrotto. do you think this is a choice? would you rather them writhing on the floor then?" at his azul's lips grow thin and he's trying quite hard to avoid the man's narrowed eyes.

he points at jade; who sits at a chair right next to you. the man in question lifts his head, somehow probably feeling the finger pointed at him. jade does look like he already knew it was azul and grins. he feigns confusion. ".. what about jade then..? he's far more equipped to carry them."

azul debates, strangely intent on not being the one to carry you to the infirmary. crewel drags a hand down his face. "no. that pup is injured as well, are you blind? leech has a broken leg." the man points at the poorly done bandages around jade's leg, an indication that the one who did it wasn't exactly a professional.

you just feel like a bystander to this weird conversion going back and forth.

jade places a hand over his knee and rubs it slowly. "ah.. yes, it's quite the chore for me to walk. imagine me carrying someone else, it must be painful." you look back and forth toward the two octavinelle students.

azul looks like the mixture of bursting a nerve and embarrassment. jade looks at him knowing full well that he could have broken another limb and be able to walk just fine. but it's quite funny azul trying to hide a.. fact from you.

"no i—"

crewel shakes his head. "it is final. you carry them there or else."

to his relief crewel ushers jade to follow as he walks out the door. but his friend still had the audacity to smile at him as he passes through the door.

when I get my hands on him I'll...

"it's okay. you can't carry me, right?"

at your seeming reassurance azul flushes and looks like he's at a loss of words. before he can speak you already beat him to it. "jade told me that you can't do much heavy lifting. in your human form that is." you laugh.

azul looks down in shame and embarrassment. perhaps he could scam I mean.. gain a new client that was willing to swap strength with him?

"that's alright. just keep in mind that I'll be looking forward to see how strong you are in your mer-form."

he flushes completely.

wait how was he gonna get you to the infirmary..?

kalim al asim

jamil is in a dilemma.

he isn't usually someone to tolerate another person's presence but your annoying little self still somehow wormed your way into his heart—non consensual of course. he doesn't like worms at all by the way.

so naturally he's a little.. concerned, just a little that kalim insists on being the one to carry you to the infirmary and as far as jamil knew, kalim hasn't exactly been working on his physical stature with the exception of the painfully long, hot walks in the desert.

"jamil! it's okay. really, I got this." kalim flashes the man a bright smile which only further raises his concern or whether or not you're gonna arrive in the infirmary with more injuries than you were supposed to.

it's not that jamil doesn't trust kalim—actually he doesn't.. but the the boy can be quite clumsy and as much as kalim seems to be willing to give you about a thousand gold bars if you asked for it he just isn't convinced.

plus you're as equally stupid.

and the only thing you and kalim don't know about each other is that you're utterly whipped and jamil also didn't consent to knowing this. so he resists the urge to roll his eyes when you nod. "yeah! I'm sure you have other vice-dorm leaders stuff to do!"

"see?!"

if it meant picking between taking the risk and safety of his admittedly, close friend what would he choose?

yeah he's not dealing with this. jamil closes his eyes. "then kalim would have 'dorm leader stuff' to do as well so I trust you to go there yourself?" which is typically jamil's silent threat but totally with love.

kalim looks confused. "I... do?"

miraculously enough he turns to you and you both start acting like you didn't just sprain your knee. "I'm a dorm leader too.. doesn't that mean i have dorm leader stuff too?" your face scrunched up in distaste at the thought of even more work meanwhile kalims brightens.

he seems ecstatic and you do not. "we're the same!"

jamil tries to cut in. "guys please. can we just get (name) to the infirmary first..?" he sighs quietly. wondering what he did in this past life to receive such a troublesome one.

you both ignore him.

"YES. if they finish treating you we can do dorm leader stuff together, let's go!"

you won't be that stupid to turn face at the relevation, rig— oh nevermind you are.

in the end you thankfully did not arrive to the infirmary with an additional injury but you certainly did get a whirling headache when you did from how fast kalim's carpet moved.

jamil swears to never do this again.

vil schoenheit

you're a little worried. if there's anything you're absolutely sure of it's that vil deserves to do everything full of luxury; it lives up to his very existence! some dirt like you compared to a literal diamond? oh geez, you don't even wanna start.

sure you're no better than one of his fans that fell in love with his looks however you can't deny that it was the thing that got you entranced in the first place. though you will admit that vil had a way with words that got you reeling in the second you met.

there's about a hundred things you'd list as to why you like him a lot.

which is why you're doubtful and refuting his offer to carry you. vil must have other better things to do than deal with you just cause of a small little slip. "it's fine. I can do it go do your thing." though vil stares at you pointedly as if looking for confirmation that you actually just turned him down.

"are you looking down on me? I can do this."

in a panic you frantically shake your head. "no!"

you'd never even dream of looking down on vil. if there was anything that was on the bottom it'd be you while he's WAY up there.

vil softly drags his palm against his forehead, careful to not smudge the makeup that lays there. he resists the urge to glare at you—which he apparently could not, since you already avoided his gaze the moment he cast his eyes on you.

"then what is the problem? I do not see one. do you perhaps don't like me?" vil rolls his eyes at you and the sheer audacity in his words to assume that you don't almost has you quaking in your boots!

honestly what's there to not like about him?! sure his mindset about beauty is a little.. strange but it's definitely admirable.

this time you shake your head frivolously, so much that you were actually starting to get dizzy. "absolutely not. don't even say that, I like you the most." you say seriously and your words actually halt vil right in his movements.

he stares at you again and you realize how risky what you said is.

so you throw up your arms and attempt to change the subject. "well. not that it matters, what im saying is! you don't need to dirty yourself for me."

vil raises that judging brow. "no? if you think so highly of me then surely i should treat the one i like most the same."

me..? you think dumbly.

in your flabbergasted state vil takes advantage of you actually end up in the infirmary still stunned to silence as he casually fixes up your appearance.

idia shroud

idia can't tell if he just fell from sheer anxiety or just he couldn't really do it.

but right now all he wants is to dig out a hole, crawl into it and close it then refuse to leave it till the rest of humanity is wiped out from existence because he'll never forget about the embarrassment he's feeling right now.

right, let's rewind! it just so happens that one of the things crowley gave you as work for free residency in ramshackle is that you'd have to assist professors as an assistance of sorts. simple really.

but then no one noticed the way you deliberately freeze in the middle of walking, pretending to sight see outside when your surroundings are literally spinning and your head is pounding from it. there's the peak of the pound then it slowly calms down.

to your unfortunate it didn't mean the pain went away.

it actually hurt you to stand up. more so deal with the bundle of immature third years who aren't any better than the other lower years! you've seen many younger people be more mature than these guys and it's infuriating.

though idia noticed.

it's hard not to when he has no one to talk to, no one to occupy his attention with except you.

so with his full attention of course he noticed the concerning behavior you displayed. and idia debated whether or not to snitch but he has crippling anxiety and his head is just full of doubts. eventually he came to a conclusion that he won't because it'll 'probably be a mistake'

and he did make a mistake, which is not snitching on you. to think he used to say snitches get no bitches. his silence ended up with you passed out on the floor, and your loud thunk completely silenced the whole room.

and now he's the one being ordered to carry you because he 'understood' the lesson best compared to his classmates—and you both knew each other better.

he doesn't even wanna try at all but why the heck isn't ortho answering his comms?! this is a real life EMERGENCY!

between letting you burn up here and possibly humiliating himself idia chooses the latter. his little prophecy did turn out right since when he got you, and lifted you up he tripped immediately.

"good heavens help me..." idia mutters to himself. unable to wait to see his bed and hide in it for the span of the following weeks.

well atleast when you woke up; first thing you saw was idia grinding on your account with his phone since you graciously gave him. he flashes you a wobbly smile and you wonder why he looks exhausted.

malleus draconia

a school play.

you were picked for a school play.

WHY?!?!? was the first thing you screeched in your mind and you didn't even care that there might actually be a mind reader in the room that would hear your screaming and suffer a concussion from how loud and chaotic it is.

either vil wanted to make you better or terrorize you for beating the shit out of him in that stadium since he casted you as one of the main leads who suffers a secret love from the misunderstood villian.

which would've been okay (it's not) if malleus wasn't the misunderstood villian! seriously, who made this play script?

it's not that you hate him it's just that there's a lot of romance scenes. and your heart will absolutely not be able to take the cheesy lines and start bursting into rainbows and stuff.

and the fact that you just kind of, liked him.

wait how did vil even get him to join the play...? you're sure he would've gave up after meeting sebek.

this time the scene is running away from the mages who found out that you made contact with the misunderstood and is now chasing you to most probably imprison you.

set in a snowy plain, you don't know where vil gets all the stuff to make it so realistic cause even you're questioning if this is some hologram or actually reality.

and now you're literally being carried by malleus as the icy weather bites back at you. and of course as a natural response you just sneakily snuggle into his arms more, you hope he really just doesn't notice.

the lines you memorized grow a little hazy but you manage. "are they gone?" you peek behind malleus shoulder. how nice was it to marvel at the world from his height? you don't know how, or when but there's a warmth on your fingers that has you realizing how numb it felt from the cold.

malleus rubs your hands with his own. sharing a quarter of his warmth to you and you're not sure if the warmth should have traveled all the way up to your face. then, he answered. "yes, my love." the nickname wasn't probably meant for you, but rather your character but it still sends you to orbit.

he cradles your face—wait is this part of the script? you don't remember.. malleus runs his thumb just below your cheekbone, pressing gently and once again making you find out about a graze you never really felt till he pulled away and showed you the blood.

didn't vil say there wouldn't be any real life action involved?!

you can spot his eyes just getting a tad, bit darker. "I'll lead you to my tower, stay there and do not move. I just have to deal with.. something." he kisses your forehead.

you resist the urge to scratch your chin.

"cut, cut! all the things you both did wasn't in the script at all." vil facepalms but the blonde beside him looks far more happy. rook flashes you a grin. "encore, encore! what touching improvisation. impressive!"

you eye malleus with concern. "where are you going?"

"to deal with something of course."

but.. didn't the practice just end?

[du-buk]

8:11 Questions+Answers Pt.2

Got behind again:,D Thank you all for the questions and support though! I hope these don’t disappoint!💙✨✨✨🦭

General Characters Asks;

I’m SOOOO behind on these asks, I apologize to you anons😭💙 But thank you so so much 2nd anon! I love rambly asks, so no worries💙 Thank you for supporting BOTH versions of the game, and liking it! I am honored and I hope you enjoy the sequel; and Gabriel’s next upcoming content then! Thanks again!

For anon 1; hahahaha, I love that! What a cool dream......... I would love to try making such a thing in real life...... but no idea how to structure jokes into four-panels......

But it would be really cool! Newpaper comics and the like were some of my biggest drawing inspirations as a young kid. It would be so nice to give it a go:)

I’ve thought about it, and, sadly no 💔 I’m incredibly busy, especially as of late due to family tragedy, and my health makes it hard to be online all the time.

I’m a mod for one discord server my friends made, and, I do a terrible job at being a mod. I’m never online and just don’t check in with servers, sorry! But I can always happily promote a fan one👍✨

Hmmm......

There’s a small linkage to this. To be honest there was an grand, but old concept for this; but I might drop it as it doesn’t really impact the story in a positive way (as I see it). Or maybe I’ll continue with this, and see what I can do with it in the future.....! Maybe I’ll surprise myself, hahaha. Let’s find out!

But in general it was used before to signify angels, or death’s presence. I don’t know if I like this as I didn’t really use it for every angel in chapter one. For fun, this is what the map looks like when Gabriel and Vittorino talk and the static occurs. The Basilica walls change, and some angels appear.

Hmmm..... oh boy. I think there were a few changes, so I will attempt to remember, but I believe I changed;

Gabriel’s co worker plot line: Meh. It’s a good excuse for him to get to the Basilica. But it’s not so heavily talked about anymore. She is most likely just dead, or missing, and Gabriel can now use Vittorino to help regain his memories. Gabriel’s past overall has done a lot of last minute changes; I think all for the best.

Gabriel’s age: I made him younger. Just to look more helpless and you feel sorry for the guy.

Vittorino and Gabriel dialogue; Vittorino is meant to be ambiguously-taken by the audience when he meets Gabriel. You can decide to trust him, or not.

Accardi and Vittorino’s dialogue in Act 3: I believe I changed some things when they talk about Dante. The old version, I believe, there were indications that Accardi knew who Dante was? He still does for the updated full game, but, now with V2 he claims he can’t remember specifically just Dante’s appearance/face. Lots of face imagery here hahaha

Lots of little details I believe; like what notes Ryker found and such.

The static noise. Also is the reason why in the demo; Leon told Ryker to ignore the static noises; and why it’s not in the full game now. I really just didn’t care for that concept, and wish to use something better.

In the future, if given the chance; I would like to re-make the town and the townspeople. In general just change NPC outfits, way of speech, beliefs, etc. to really give the town a stranger feeling and making the player feel so out of place.

Hmmm..... sometimes I throw an intentional curve ball. Sometimes I don’t give a yes or a no to not spoil the future fun.  And yet, I have also deleted some asks that said too much. I try to delete outdated asks but I’m also just..... not online much and forget to go through my archive, hahaha^^;

Off the top of my head; nothing was spoilered in my answers, but, a lot of people ask me about “how will X character react to Accardi being outed as a cannibal?”

Well.... I’ve already decided to change someone’s reaction. I think this will be fun to write dialogue for, when I’m at that scene, hehe.

To give an idea; 8:11 is has been fully written for years now. But, it’s been a struggle to create a game with my health, busy schedule, etc. as a one-man-team. So, sometimes bits and pieces of the story, or characters, change over time like I do. New things inspire me, challenge me, etc. and I like to implement it in my stories. So far, the ideas and sets I’ve made for 8:11′s sequel overall make me extremely proud, and I hope to show it sometime in the near future when completed. 💙👍💙🦭💙

Hmmmm...... only recently! As a challenge I wish to find voices in the same language characters grew up speaking (i.e, Ryker = French, Gabriel = Italian, etc.) My girlfriend actually pointed out a really nice headcanon voice someone had for Ryker, which is this video;

I’ve shared before that I think Leon sounds like this, but, other than these two, I have no ideas yet on voice claims.

Hmmm...... I don’t know much about instruments, so, I might leave it up for fans to think about, hahahah^^;

I like to think Juliek was forced by his parents to learn violin or something; but he didn’t care for it. So he doesn’t pressure Amalia to pick up instruments if she doesn’t want to. But he loves to hear Accardi play. Maybe Susan knows how to play as well? Maybe instrument-playing is reserved for more upper class people in this world, as it sounds with above hahahaha.

Hahahaha, weeeeell...... ummm.... [weapons/guns talk below warning]

Sorry for a disappointing answer anon, but, I just like arrows! They are often in my dreams, and fun to draw, so it’s common to just see in my artwork and stories hahahaha. I’ve had practice with shooting arrows and guns; and just like them. So I like to draw characters with weapons. Nothing much to it for 8:11′s story(symbolism wise); but maybe for future stories of mine.

Yep! But I cannot say who ;) But I find the secret couples cute

I’m glad you like them anon, thank you!!

After playing Pathologic, and re-watching Twin Peaks, I really wish I developed Dakota and Wankou more. Side characters can be so fun to talk to and interact with. I hope in the future to develop them more 💙💙💙

Yep! Go ahead anon, please help yourself to any of the ADULT characters! Have fun!

Ryker asks;

Are you referring to this?⬇️

Then yes! My dear best friend @jirachi​ made that for me, in support of the game! I actually have it up on my wall, next to my work station 💙😭 So everyone say thank you to her! And since time is played around with in the Basilica, like loose strings, I figured it fit best there:)

He would, if you’re Ryker. If not, but you can see him, he might be alarmed (”why are you able to see someone else’s guardian angel?” he’s thinking) but if you are friendly......he can hug you. He would be so warm, yet probably smell like soil.

They certainly smell bad. They were going to take a bath in act 3, but then found Beetle in the tub instead.

Hi anon! Well.....

It wasn’t my intention, but, if you see fit; then who am I to stop you? Ryker wasn’t written with anything like that, but in general if I write a character with something; I will state it in text. (Which is why there’s so much talk about depression and anxiety disorders hahah)

Leon asks;

Hello anons! He technically had someone he was very close with, but, NOT in a romantic sense. Just a friendly way.

I’ve never written a love interest for Leon, sadly. If you want him though, you can have him. Just be gentle....

He also has no canon last name, so, you can give him yours. 👍💙💙💙

Hahaha, surprised (but glad) to hear! I didn’t think Francis would gather any fans until chapter two. Here’s some fun facts;

He was a morning person until the incident

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Yes! Francis is just spoken with in a non-human form, so, it can be tricky to tell.

Accardi+Juliek asks;

He probably had to drag them around, got dizzy, and threw up on them. What’s a few more bruises to Ryker when they’re covered in them, hahahaha.

Hannibal, definitely. Your mom is very right👍 I love Mads Mikkelsen’s portrayal of him. Other than Hannibal, Accardi was inspired by other characters like Koito from Golden Kamuy and Westley from the Princess and the Bride.

Are you referring to his pixel sprites? It honestly might have been a mistake, as, pixel art hurts my eyes 😭 I think 8:11 will be the last game I make with pixel art, as, the little details are too difficult for me to keep up with. My bad!

Hello! Yes, I confirmed it over on Twitter a while back I believe. But don’t be fooled........it’s not a long history between them, and anything about them will just be implied. Juliek just likes to fuck.

Uh, no clue, sorry anon. He’s just always had that.

Remember when Accardi told Ryker he gave stitches to Vittorino once? When he bumped his head on a table? Maybe Accardi had to do something similar with Juliek after a crazy night with the boys..... who knows....

Vittorino+Gabriel+Dante asks; 

There’s no cure. We’re just going to have to put you down. Sorry.

He would chase you with an axe.

I don’t mind! I’ve never really thought about it myself.... but I don’t mind it, hahaha. Chapter two might be a wild ride though if you do ship them ;P

Dante enjoyed hunting as it relieved stress, and a way to escape from the madness at the Basilica for a moment. Though, he was never taught proper gun safety (no surprise).

🔞🔞🔞🔞Asks;

....Or in the past, possibly. I doubt Gabriel would want to do anything in a sewage area.

Hello! I am, thank you for asking! You’re free to draw whatever you want, I don’t care.

You might have to ask off anon. I don’t know exactly how to send these images, as, I don’t want to upload them on my archives 😭Just a heads up, I don’t think anything other than bare chests are shown so don’t get any hopes up👍I believe for the priest zine I only drew Leon and Vittorino.

LOOOL yeah okay, pretty funny. But we will have to see, hahha. I don’t really draw NSFW images but I can try my best.

Well.... in honor of Noda, the author behind Golden Kamuy ranking  sizes.....sure. I will do that too 👍✨

Wankou (the biggest)

Dakota

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[queer-ragnelle]

Shout out to my lovely coworker who messaged me asking my opinion of The Green Knight (2021) and then apologized if it offended me, but they think Gawain sucks. Out here reducing people’s regard for me by doubling down, “Yeah, he really does!” and liking a movie with what I consider to be a mediocre manuscript, if shot well and with a nice score.

Meh opinions about director/writer David Lowery’s baffling writing choices below.

But for real my coworker was just so confused by it all and honestly Lowery could’ve stood to explain obscure historical nuances a little more. And by that I mean literally at all. The significance of beheadings, codes of honor, superstition about foxes, the legends of giants; these aren’t common knowledge to modern American viewers. My coworker had no idea why Gawain would stand up and behead the Green Knight or how Saint Winifred mattered, or why Gawain would throw a rock at the fox in the cave, or plead with the giants and then cower in fear. How would they? No cultural baseline is ever established. And of course, not every movie is for every viewer. But The Green Knight certainly didn’t resonate with medievalists and enthusiasts as much as it could have while confusing and alienating everyone else.

I dunno, having adapted the poem myself, there’s a balance to be found. Somewhere between insulting your audience’s intelligence with blatant narrative pauses to expound upon details and providing literally zero worldbuilding so that even people who read the poem have to sit back and question what they watched. Because it’s not a one to one adaptation, there’s an expectation the narrative will organically define the rules of the universe, and show us the confines of our hero’s skills, understanding, and limitations within that universe.

Shouldn’t Morgan have warned Gawain about dangers and counsel him on etiquette while giving him the girdle? Why didn’t Gawain converse with someone at the pub about the threats outside the kingdom? Couldn’t Arthur have given him an interesting anecdote that foreshadows what’s to come? Merlin is worse than a macguffin, just a wasted narrative tool that could’ve guided Gawain or even reminisced with Arthur about some history, but instead he has no dialogue at all. He just nods when the Green Knight enters and serves as a paternity test in the flash-forward. I wonder how Essel’s bell motif could’ve been extrapolated on. Maybe she gives it to Gawain with a warning about foxes or the threat of bandits or even doppelgängers! Why not give her a cutesy nursery rhyme to sing about the outside world while the year wheel rotates and rotates?

It would’ve been perfectly in character for Gawain to ignore all of this only to meet his comeuppance while providing the audience with necessary context. There was so much time spent on wide shots of Ireland that could’ve been used more effectively or even in conjunction with voice over flashbacks. The creators went through the trouble to cast children to play Gawain’s future offspring, why not use them in flashbacks as a representation of his past self as he reconsiders his rash skeptic’s stance? Even continue the doppelgänger motif? But alas! I’m critical because I liked it and wanted to like it more and because it’s a recent and accessible Gawain-related media several people have watched and come to me about. They thought we could bond over it. Except so far, nobody has liked it…haha!

[xxchthonicreaturexx]

Hey, I saw that your requests are open, so I was wondering if you could write what spending Valentines Day with the Greasers + Tim & Curly would be like. I honestly love your writing so much. If you don't want to do it that's totally fine, it's completely up to you.

-🤍🤍

OKIE DOKIE so this was extremely late... (I am so deeply sorry) andddd I'm going to be writing requests in a much simpler way for a while until I have all of my motivation back. Please bare with me :') 🙏

Starting with...

Darry: He's old fashioned, as I've said before. He is the Valentine's master. Flowers? Check. Nice button down? Check. Dinner reservations? Check. Pretty little necklace or something equivalent? Check. Homemade chocolate cake? Check. Foot rubs after you get back home? Duh, of course.

Had this planned for weeks in advance. Definitely ends the night with the sweetest kiss imaginable after y'all just reminisced on your first date together. Everything's somehow perfect and the boys have been oddly quiet today, almost as if they were threatened to stay far away from you guys.... 🤔🤨 hmm...

Sodapop: Another smoothass romantic, however it's not as perfect as Darry's date. Soda would definitely bring the flowers and chocolate but would probably be running slightly late due to the fact his hair wasn't working with him, or Steve caught him up chatting too long. He really means well though! The entire night his attention is completely focused on you, which is pretty good considering how easily distracted this guy can get.

Y'all go it for milkshakes <3 definitely tries to sneak some fries without you noticing but it's all in good fun. and then after the milkshake is gone he FOR ONCE won't fight you for the cherry. He usually will fight tooth and nail to get that cherry, but tonight he's just "You can have it :D". You see the way his eye twitches though...give him the cherry you heartless monster.

Ponyboy: I'm going to say something you guys would NEVER guess. You ready? Love poem. GASP. Who would've guessed? Yeah anyways, love poem, but it's so good? Like better than the shit you'd write your mom in elementary school. Our boy worked so hard on it too. His garbage can is just filled with scrapped paper and rewrites of the poem. He even accompanies it with a cute little sketch. He's not the best artist, but he certainly tried and it's so endearing too.

Other than that he's kind meh. He'll hand it over, tell you happy Valentine's day and then it's just kinda? Y'all hanging out like usual? Maybe a little more cuddly than normal. That's about it. He's very casual about the holiday.

Johnny: Sweet Johnnycakes. My boy. My baby <3 he had been a bit distant the days leading up but that's just because he had been working so damn hard. Baby boy was working at the drive in, sweeping up popcorn and stuff for some extra cash just so he could buy you that outfit you had been eyeballing. Cue him leading you to the cutest picnic you've ever seen and him handing you the gift, wrapped in a pretty little bow too. His wrapping skills are definitely not the best, but you're opening it anyways so who cares?

The sweetest thing all night. His touches are so gentle and loving and the picnic is breathtaking once y'all watch the sunset together. You guys talk a lot about the future and how far y'all have come. Cutest goddamn thing ever if you're into wholesome stuff.

Two-bit: He's exactly on the line between sexy valentines and sweet valentines. It's hard to tell if he's trying to score a home run or he's genuinely just flirting with you because it's a cute holiday.

Probably gifts you some cute lingerie as a joke. As a "joke" 🙄 you can see right through him, though he does get a kick out of your reaction. A part from him genuinely being a bit of a perv he is actually very loving with you and will definitely take you out to go downtown shopping... "Shopping." We all know he'll sneak a few things off the shelf for you without you noticing <3

Steve: He's a bit of a dummy <3 genuinely forgot. Like- he tries his best but the day completely slipped his mind. Don't worry though! The boys made sure to remind him before he saw you though! He doesn't have anything planned out, but he does stop to grab some flowers and a cake. Was the cake necessary? Nah but it was a nice gesture.

Kinda similar to Johnny, you guys have a nice little picnic in the back of his truck, however his was a lot less plannes out and much more impulsive. There was no blanket or fancy drinks, but there was coke bottles, cake, and a lot of laughing, so he totally made up for it.

Dallas: Haaaa did you think you'd get out of this alive? I'm kidding. Dallas is slightly similar to Tim, but more so he's just not a mushy lovey guy. There's no huge declaration of love or some big gift giving ceremony. He will, however, put his chain around your neck and then tug on it to pull you into a kiss.

Definitely not getting away unscathed. You will have an insane amount of marks left on you, but hey man, it's Valentine's day so 🤷 what did you expect? Definitely the type to be in bed all day, though not necessarily in an NSFW way. Sure, that's a huge plus, but he's also pretty content with you tucked into his arm as he listens to your heartbeat.

Tim: He didn't forget, he just was hoping you didn't remember. Sorry to the Tim lovers, but he sees Valentine's as an extremely pointless holiday. And I mean...? He's kinda got a point but then again, it's still nice to spend the day with your significant other, soooo.... But anyways, like I said he didn't forget. He actually has a small gift for you just Incase you brought it up, though if you don't he'll pretend like he just so happened to think of you when he was out.

He's not all mushy or lovey dovey, but if you happen to remind him he will give you some of the sweetest kisses you've ever gotten for him just so he can shut you up. And maybe if you're good, he'll take you to do something fun later on in the night like dancing. Though, if you're not the type to go dancing at an actual club (is that what they're called in the 50's????) Then he has no issue swaying back and forth with you in the living room as the radio softly plays in the background.

Curly: Actually really good with Valentine's surprisingly. He saw how ruined his parents relationship was at a young age, so even though he's a hood he still makes sure to be the best boyfriend he absolutely can be. Gets you some flowers. However, by that I mean he's actually one of the guys that takes the time to go out to the park and pick the wildflowers for you. Yeah... you're not actually supposed to do that, of course, but hey. Free flowers that he handpicked? Good enough!

Begs Tim to let him borrow the car so he can take you joyriding at night. It's extremely fun, though after y'all are done burning rubber, it'll easily turn into a nice little cruise while his hand rests on your thigh and your song is playing on the radio. <3

[rosze-v]

the jester and the aide

pairing: Pierro x Reader

synopsis: A mission for the Jester and the right hand of the Tsaritsa, what could possibly go wrong? or right?

tags: NOT PROOF READ, enemies to lover, aged up reader since Pierro is old, right hand/Tsaritsa’s aide reader, mentions of Natlan, Childe being a menace, injury, implied nsfw (consider it lime),  ABSOLUTE PURE INDULGENCE AND I'M NOT SORRY, lowkey ooc Pierro but come on, who doesn’t want “he’s only soft for you” trope right? hehe

w.c : 3.6k

a/n: Hello! Its already February and I swear I’ve been lazing around, its bad. I hope everyone is doing fine these days. My heart also go out for the of people Turkiye and Syria, please be save, I pray comfort comes to all of you. Anyway, here’s a fic I’ve been thinking of and FINALLY I managed to finish it. I have realized these days that my grammar is horrendous and my way of writing is just meh.. so I guess I'm gonna start reading a lot more and start writing more! All in all, thank you to all who have love my writing and left such kind words, it truly made my days. I LOVE ALL OF YOU TAKE CARE!!!

There is a certain intuitive goosebump you have whenever a particular, old man comes. You’re not exactly sure when it started but you just know, whenever you could feel goosebumps on your neck, that man is in closer radius to you.

“And what are you doing here?”. Yes, there he is, the cause of your weekly irritation. Pierro’s voice echoes through the empty chamber as the clacks of his shoes came closer to you. You turned around, rolling your eyes at him as you reply.

“Well, I don’t know Pierro, maybe because I'm the Tsaritsa’s direct subordinate, her right hand. What about you? Don’t you have some chess competition to join?”. You snickered at Pierro’s age telling game as a frown deepens on his face.

The both of you could hear the Tsaritsa walking into the chamber, and immediately both you and Pierro kneel down, an act of respect for their loved queen. The both of you stayed in the kneeled position, face looking downward and only when the queen allows, that the both of you stood up.

“(y/n), Pierro.” The archon nodded at the both of you. “You should know by now how vital the both of you are to me right?”. The both of you nodded, not out of haughtiness, but the responsible you both bear is heavy on your shoulders. Pierro as the leader of the Harbingers, the most elite of the Szehnaya soldiers, had shown time and time again how talented he is as a leader. While you prefer to be working and supporting the Tsaritsa politically, your physical prowess and military knowledge are not any less than Pierro. The one thing that Pierro and you have in common is how much you and him influence the military power of Szehnaya, therefore, to say yours and Pierro’s presence are merely a speck would be a direct insult to the Cryo Archon.

“I have thought long and hard of the future of our country and have come to the decision that will benefit the both of you, and, of course me, greatly”. Somehow your gut twisted at whatever decision the archon have come upon but you gulped down your fear. You’re used to the Archon’s bizarre wishes anyway.

“I have decided to place the both of you on a mission to infiltrate Natlan and to locate the gnosis of the Pyro Archon”. Yes definitely, a great decision my loved archon. Despite how long the both of you have worked for the Tsaritsa, it have only been a few times that you both went on a mission. The missions were successful, but the process of the mission was horrendous.

You could still vividly remember the first time the Queen had instructed the both of you on a mission; to increase the Fatui soldier’s loyalty and passion for the country. You and Pierro thought hard on what to do but the thought of working together just pisses Pierro so much, that he accidentally vented to Columbina. Columbina being the sweetheart she is, suggested that the both of you showcase your strengths to the soldiers. When Pierro came to you with the suggestion, you refused at first but Pierro taunted you by saying I supposed a youngling like you couldn’t possibly win against the likes of me. That definitely taunted you.

The plan become much more complex when you reported to the Tsaritsa of Pierro’s suggestion. The queen agreed immediately as she suggested that the battle shall be showcase to the whole nation. You were going to refuse but the look on her majesty’s face was filled with so much excitement, you could only sigh as you went on to plan for the eventful day.

On the day, Pierro was proven how wrong yet how right he is. He’s right that you’re a youngling, what he’s wrong is how strong of a youngling you are. Pierro and you stood on the vast ground, a few meters away from each other. The fight begins with the declaration from the queen, and it ensues for only 30 minutes because of how catastrophic it was. Pierro and you both display such strength that burns the fire in the soldiers’ hearts and strengthen the faith of the people. The battle was so intense that the Tsaritsa had to personally intervened before the both of you accidentally kill each other. The day was later passed on as the day of the Undefeatable Forces.

So, this idea from the queen might become another catastrophe, in someone else’s country.

“This decision was made because I’ve seen how poorly the both of you treat each other. To avoid future misunderstandings, this mission would be a great opportunity to drain any bad blood between the both of you. Is that understood?”. The both of you could feel the coldness and demanding tone of the queen, as a synchronized ‘understood’ resounded through the chamber.

“To ensure that the both of you don’t kill each other, I have also decided on placing a companion, as a mediator. Please come in”. Now, Pierro have an intuitive goosebump when it comes to this particular, young man.

“Hello my dear lovely seniors! I have come to mediate the burning”, Childe wiggles his eyebrows, “passion! between the both of you”. Indeed, the Tsaritsa is wise. Pierro and you groan and turns around, 2 pair of eyes greeted with the wide smile of Childe. Pierro had to close his eyes, and pinch the bridge of his nose; controlling his breathing because of course out of the many people, Childe, the constant cause of his headache is the one mediating the both of you. The mission is going to be one hell of a mission.

The meeting ended shortly after the Cryo Archon explain in detail of when they should go, as well as much further detail on what the mission is truly about. She reminded us again to be ‘nicer’ to each other. The mission is the be carried on in three days’ time, so everyone will have enough time to prepare and delegate tasks to subordinates.

Three days had passed and you dreaded the day of the mission every single moment ever since. You had packed enough for you to last for a month, and had thought that you will just buy your other needs later at Natlan. You were waiting for Pierro and Childe, while placing your cargo into the carriage.  

“Good morning, Mis (y/n)!”. You were sheathing your swords back to its sheath when you saw the figure of two tall man walking over to you.

“Good morning, Childe, are you ready?”. Childe nodded and explained how he asked for Pierro’s opinion whether he should bring his sword or his polearm, and you nodded at him, trying to understand his rambling on how he couldn’t just choose any weapon. Your eyes fell upon Pierro and both of you frowned at each other, but then was reminded of the other mission. So Pierro give you a curt nod which you acknowledged.

It took 5 days for the band to reach Natlan and surprisingly, both you and Pierro only argued for a little of time. Mainly on petty stuff like the road, but again, surprisingly, Childe’s presence eases the arguments by giving the both of you ultimatums all the time. For example, when the company stopped to rest for the day, you and Pierro fought on whether the company should rest near the forests or the rivers, thankfully, since Childe was there, he immediately and playfully suggested that either we separate on our own way or we can travel a bit further and stay in an inn that he frequent. The voice raising match instantly subside with a huff, and a shaking of Childe’s head at how childish his superiors could be.

Once the team reaches Natlan, you immediately instructed Childe to find accommodation while Pierro also asked him to immediately book for a meeting room, so that once the team finishes scouting the area; a meeting will immediately commence. Throughout, the few days of the mission, the subordinates have come to a conclusion of how perfectly in sync you and Pierro are. What surprises them more is how professional both you and Pierro could be as the usual banter were placed with serious discussion and mutual agreements.

This is not surprising to you though, since Pierro understands your modus operandi as much as you did to him, therefore whenever the both of you are instructed to work side by side, the mission is a definite success. Not only that, since you’re naturally a sociable and likeable person, you prefer scouring for information on the ‘surface’, making use of your vast cultural knowledge and eloquence to get the information you needed.

While Pierro prefers to work in the shadows; going to places unthinkable by the normal people, using fists and staining the floor with red. It’s a great source of information indeed, especially on the dirty things Natlan has been covering. So, after 2 weeks, the company begun its final mission, the confirmation of where the Gnosis of the Natlan’s archon might be.

The mission begins at night and once the team reaches the place, Pierro commanded everyone to be vigilant and to scatter in two group led by Pierro and you. It took 20 minutes for you and Pierro to reach a huge door at the same time, the place possibly holding the Gnosis. Pierro blasts the door open and it took him several hits for the door to take damage. Inside were mountains of gold, and from a far you can see a light shining down on a glass boxed item which you’re sure is the Gnosis. All of a sudden, the ground shakes and stone people along with ruin guards erects, putting the whole team on standby as you scream.

“Get ready to fight!! No one dies and immediate retreat! We have reached our goal!”. The band roars as blades and elemental powers clashes.

It came out of nowhere, the double arrow stretched and you knew in mere seconds it will reach you. How careless you thought, it’s not like you’re some kind of newbie who just started learning how to traverse the battlefield, yet here you are making an absolute rookie mistake. You were bracing for the arrows to hit you when a flurry of clothes suddenly stood in front of you, and the whistling sound of the arrow turns into a crunching, sickening sound when it pierces flesh.

The man in front of you, Pierro, grunts in pain as he fell to his knees. You gasped in shocked as you quickly cast a barrier in front of him, halting the arrows coming and running towards the kneeling Pierro. You kneeled down in front of him, inspecting his wounds and thankfully both arrows only pierced his side and his arm, but what’s unfortunate is that, both arrows pierced him still. Pierro grimaces in pain as you held onto his shoulders, a surging panic coming into your system when Pierro’s wound is bleeding rather profusely.

“Shit, Pierro, I-..”.

“Calm down (y/n). Assess the situation and win the battle. I will be alright. I’ll freeze my wounds to stop the bleeding.”. Pierro’s words grounded you immediately as you nodded. A need to burn the ground up to the sky engulfs you, as you cast a barrier around Pierro.

The battle ended quickly, much to Childe’s liking, but he was satisfied to finally see the rumored Blazing Light in action. Your handling of the fire element was impeccable and again he’s reminded again of why you are the right hand of the Queen Tsaritsa. You screamed out orders to those who’s still standing to help those who are injured and find anyone who had perished.

Pierro was immediately transferred back to the hotel as to begin his healing. You were there during his transferring and when the medic team was stitching him up and healing him, you could only stood outside as you lament on your stupidity. You couldn’t help but think of the worst; things like what if Pierro died today. Then your mind wanders to your relationship with Pierro.

 It wasn’t always this bad, if anything, you used to look up to him a lot and when you came in, Pierro was respectful to you. You remembered the day you and Pierro could actually laugh together, but it all were destroyed when you and Pierro went on a mission for the first time.

He was strict, and you were still weak and wet behind the ears. So, you did some mistakes that could endanger the whole team, which you admitted but Pierro got so angry at you and told you that you will never amount to anything. After that mission, the both of you stray away from each other, him, too proud to admit he was too harsh while you burning with the passion to prove him wrong.

And wrong was he proven when you emerged to be the Tsaritsa right hand, her direct aide. Pierro was proud, that the youngling had become a prominent character, but the bad blood between the both of you had become too thick.

 You could hear the doctor telling Pierro that he will be bandaging his arms and he is instructed to get some rest. Upon hearing that, you walked in, avoiding Pierro’s face as you asked the medical team to leave as you will be helping Pierro to bandage his arm. The doctor nods as he packs up his items and leave. Once the door closes, you silently walk towards Pierro and sit down beside him on the bed. You took the bandage as you took his hand, and places it on your lap, so you can wrap the bandage.

You’re not sure what to say, or the right word to utter, and you can’t even look at his face because you knew, the guilt is swarming in your eyes. You can’t also help but be reminded of your first mission. You inspected his arm and the wound had been stitched but you knew how painful it must have been, you had experienced it before. So, you could only silently wrap the bandage while thinking of the words to say.

What you don’t know is how intensely Pierro is staring at you from the beginning you came in, until you sat down beside him. Pierro knows what you’re thinking and he wanted to deny them but he waited. Once you finished, you let your hands fell on your lap, where Pierro’s hand still stays. Gently, you took his hand, rubbing the palm with your thumb; the action startled Pierro a bit but he stays patient. This is the first time you were ever this handsy with him.

“Why did you take the hit?”. You finally asked, voice a bit wobbly after trying so hard to swallow your feelings.

There was thick silence for a bit until Pierro answers. “Because I want to”. Pierro said in his husky, deep tone but there was a certain tiredness in it. When you heard his answer, your hand instinctively squeezes his hand as your voice raises.

“Bullshit Pierro! You could have died! You should have let me took it, I was too careless and it was my fault!”. Pierro was silent, and the silence burns your anger more as tears of frustration started to spill. You don’t exactly understand why you’re crying; you admit, you have always been an emotional person but when it comes to this old man, your emotions had always been those of anger and annoyance. Yet here you are tearing over anger, annoyance, guilt and care.

“Why are you being quiet for?! Fucking speak! Tell me that I was being careless-”.

“Well do you want me to see you with blood all over?”. Pierro voiced loudly as your eyebrows scrunched in confusion as your eyes snapped towards his, and finally, you could see the intensity of Pierro’s gaze. His eyes soften when he saw your teary eyes, as he whispers. Pierro don’t understand himself, why is being so gentle, is it because of the arrows. Or maybe it’s something that he has been keeping to himself because you could have died today. The arrows were not avoidable that’s why he took it.

“I’ll take the arrows over and over again, as long as you’re save (y/n). You were not careless”. Pierro places a hand on your cheeks as he wipes away the tears from your eye.

“What…”. The sudden affection from him took you by surprise yet instead of screaming bloody murder at him, your body leans towards his touch, your lips pouted slightly, though by absolute reflex you believe. Pierro gave you a small smile, heart thumping at how cute you could be, as he speaks again.

“Finally, you’re looking at me”. A blush crept onto your face as you try to look down but he held your chin, holding your face and making sure you’re looking at him. Suddenly, the air in the room changes; a certain tension filled the air. Your hand that was squeezing Pierro are now clasped tight, his thumb rubbing on your knuckles while the thumb on your face rubbed circles on your hot cheek.

You could see Pierro glancing towards your lips and somehow you became hyper aware of your surroundings. How Pierro is actually a very handsome man, though old. How his usually well-kept hair became slightly messy, his bangs curtaining the side of his face; and how very shirtless and very delicious his body is.

The wait is agony, as Pierro leans forward his eyes glancing back and forth between your eyes and your lips, occasionally licking his lips. He had to admit, though you are an absolute menace in his day to day, he had catch himself sneaking glances at you far too many times. He convinced himself that he’s trying to make sure you’re not making any mistake. Then he caught himself admiring how you powerfully speaks and conducts the room and now his every being is screaming at him to stop but he can’t. You’re a delicacy, a rarity, a gem he had subconsciously wishes to keep tight.

And finally. His lips touch yours; soft, eyes closed as you deepen the kiss. Pierro parted his lips slightly and you didn’t waste any time slipping your tongue inside. Tongue clashes and you could taste the slight metallic taste of blood but you couldn’t care. Your hand on his chest, as his hand on your cheek slips past your ears and tightens around your hair, forcing you to grunt, allowing him to give you more.

He pulled your body close, his chest flush on yours as he places both his hand on your waist, slowly inching upwards and creating goosebumps on your skin. You unlatch your lips from him, heavily breathing with your face flush. Your sensual look sends Pierro over the edge as adrenaline spikes and pushes you to the bed, laying kisses on your necks. Your hand reaches for his hair as you moaned when he sucked on a sensitive spot on your neck.

“Pierro…”. You whispered as he stops and stares at you, a hunger deep in his eyes.

“Shh… let me take care of you”. Pierro murmur, as he leans down, when all of a sudden, the door swung open and an abomination call Childe came in.

“Sir, how is your wou… Oh”. It was clear as day what you were doing, the position itself was a given tell of the activities ensuing. Childe’s face changed from astound to amused immediately as you sighed while Pierro tried shielding you.

“What the hell do you want Ajax”. Oh no Childe thought, Pierro used his real name and usually he would be terrified because Pierro only uses his name when he’s in deep trouble but he knew that his leader is not going to do much towards him. Not when the object of his secret obsession is finally in his hands. Childe smiled cheekily as he places a hand on the door knob.

“Oh! Absolutely nothing my wonderful Sir, the matter shall be spoken tomorrow”. As he was going to close the door, he threw a wink and a thumbs up. “Have fun!!”. A giggling Childe skips off.

Pierro sighed as he apologises and he was expecting you to be angry yet you giggled and pecks his lip. He was trying to continue where the both of you left off when you place a finger on his lips.

“I think you need to rest, you’re a wounded soldier”.

“It doesn’t even hurt (y/n)”. You laughed as you guided him to lay beside you which he reluctantly allows but he still wanted to continue.

“Though it doesn’t hurt, a wound need to properly heal”. You explain as you stood up and pats down your clothes and fixes your hair. You went over to the side of the bed and sits down at the little space close to him.

“But-”.

“Pierro, again, you’re wounded and I don’t want to risk anything”. You then lean down and kisses his cheek as you whisper in his ear. “Besides… we can continue this when you’re all stronger and energized…”. Your whisper seductively, placing a kiss on his lips while palming his chest.

Once you wished him good night and closes the door quietly, Pierro swears that he’s going to ask the Tsaritsa for a potion to increase the healing of one’s body because he can’t wait anymore. You shall be his.

EXTRA SCENE

The Tsaritsa had called for you and Pierro to the throne room, and there the both of you were kneeling down. The queen then asked for the both of you to raise and be at ease, when you saw Childe standing beside her majesty. The icy glare of the queen reaches you and Pierro as she asks.

“So, when will the wedding happen?”.

Once your brain understands her question, you cursed at Childe for his tattletale ass, while your face reddens. Pierro coughs in surprise as he eyes Childe who immediately avoided his gaze.

“I shall discuss it with (y/n) soon, and we will inform you, your majesty”.

Your head whipped to the side at Pierro’s answer because yeah, the both of you did continue your halted activities, a bit too many times, and you’re not complaining but marriage? Well, you’re still not complaining.

“Great!”. The queen exclaimed delightfully as she dismisses the both of you and turns to Childe.

“Ajax, we shall discuss further who the baby will look after”. The Tsaritsa voice.

“Definitely not the father your Majesty”.

Pierro could feel his blood bubbling as you place a hand on his back, rubbing it to calm him down.

“I swear I’ll behead that kid”. You could only chuckle as you listen to the old man, your old man grumbles on how insolent Childe have been recently while you thank the ginger for bringing the both of you together.

[cowboyjen68]

I’m sorry if this is a strange thing to ask advice about. I’m certain I’m a lesbian, it feels correct. It’s what makes most sense to me given everything I know about myself since I was a girl who didn’t understand these things. But I keep feeling like I should try it out with a man before calling myself a lesbian. Like I have to check it off the list. But when it gets down to it I freak out and don’t want to anymore. I think what I’m trying to do is see if I can endure it because being with men would just be more practical for me. Although I get the sense that I only feel this way because deep down I don’t want to be a lesbian. Is there a way for me to be satisfied with the fact that I’m a lesbian? Maybe being with a man will be as awful as I imagine it to be that I’ll stop moping and wishing I was straight. I guess I just wish I could have the strength and motivation it takes to deal with what I don’t like about the lgbt community and what I don’t like about family expectations of who I’m supposed to be and still be content with being a lesbian anyway. What if I’m never happy? I might not be into men, but my family would be thrilled to see me with a boyfriend and maayyybe my life would be happier. I’m sooo sorry I made your read this, but I’m trying to be honest. I just don’t want to feel like this anymore!

The good news is, whether you are a lesbian or not, all of these conflicts are being prompted by outside influences, as you mentioned: Family, LGBT community etc. General society has an effect on us even if we think we are able to subvert it by being aware of the expectations of us as women. Knowing a problem exists does not give us the solution. 

Why is this good news?  Because fixing internal struggles can be helped greatly by  learning how to filter the outside noise as it applies to you. You can learn tools to navigate all the societal junk surrounding you, Humans are naturally built to do so. We all live in a world where we rely on information from our culture to figure out life goals, expectations to get along in our environment and acceptable behavior (ie manners)  so I believe we have some natural ability to take what is around us and shape it into what fits us as much as we are shaped by it. We are not just puppets of our environment or we would all be just exactly the same as our regional friends and family. Clearly that is not the case in the real world.

At the end of each day, at the times in your life when you are alone, whether for a minute or hours or days, you are always with yourself. Happiness is a gift you deserve and you are responsible for giving it to yourself. If you are not happy with a man and you are not happy with a woman you still have yourself. Happiness can occur outside of any relationship. 

When I was young, teens and early 20’s I knew I liked women. I was almost 100 percent sure that I was a lesbian but, at the time, would never have admitted I was 100 percent. There was always some doubt that I was just unsure or misreading or lacking some important experience that would cause a light bulb to go off and I would be straight. Maybe it was youth, maybe it was curiosity, maybe it was desperation to not want to be a lesbian. 

So I dated and had sex with the nicest man I could find. It was… something I did and that was that. I was not traumatized. We dated for maybe two weeks and slept together a handful of times. Each time I was disillusioned that it was okay to meh. Definitely nothing like the movies, TV and love songs made it out to be. Just something that we did and it was not miserable but not fulfilling. IT was not that it made me sure I was a lesbian but it forced me to begin to accept that I was and I needed to readjust my goals and the future I saw for myself. 

I do not recommend sleeping with some dude to force a decision on yourself regarding your sexuality. It is an unnecessary action.

While I don’t regret something that I consider just a youthful experience, if I could go back and give myself  advice it would be to date who I wanted and to have sex when it felt exciting and I was enthusiastic about my partner, whether that be a one night stand or someone I wanted to pursue a relationship with and not with whom I thought I was “supposed” to be attracted to. 

You owe nothing to your family when it comes to your happiness and fulfillment. You only get ONE Life and it does not belong to them.  You can do everything “right” according to what they think they want and they could still be disappointed so instead focus on you, and let them decide if they want to embrace living your best life or not. I can tell you, most parents say a lot of stupid stuff but when it comes to real life they are happy to know their child is happy. 

Being a lesbian is beautiful and natural. Connecting sexually, emotionally and intellectually with the right woman (women) is something well worth walking through the gauntlet of external and internalized homophobia and I say this from experience. Denying yourself of that possibility is neither healthy nor will it benefit you in the long run. 

Being same sex attracted is not an easy road in this world and I won’t tell you it is but it can get easier if you seek others who share your attraction. Find other lesbians or bi women to befriend, read a bit about our history and seek out the stories of those who have been where you are and came out the other side to be proud, healthy, happy lesbians (You found me out in the internet ether so you recognize that something about me resonates with you). 

You will be okay and eventually (it does take time) you will have lesbian friends who can show you all the ways lesbians can and do exist so you won’t have to feel constrained to stereotypes or just another set of expectations that don’t fit your personality.

[arc-misadventures]

Motherly Concern

Juniper: Hey, Winter~!

Winter: Ah?! Ahem! Hello, Mrs. Arc. Can I help you?

Juniper: Oh don’t call me that, it makes me feel old. Call me, Juniper… Or, Mom, whichever feels better~!

Winter: E-Excuse me?!

Juniper: So you, and my mad little scientist… I like the sound of that…

Winter: W-What are you talking about?

Juniper: I can see you two getting together; I remember when I was younger your mother, and I fought all the time for, Acheius. That’s my husband, I obviously won the fight. I often wonder how happy, Willow would be. But, then again, I wouldn’t have my children, and you wouldn’t have your sisters, but nonetheless…

Winter: I-I’m sorry… Juniper, but why are you telling me all of this?

Juniper: I don’t want you to end up like your mother, Winter. A sad drunkard shell of a broken woman. She was so, so much more years ago, you wouldn’t even recognize who she was back then. But, then she married that bastard! He broke her, he lied to her, and married her for the money. She never saw it coming… That why she…

Winter: S-She what…? What did my mother do?

Juniper: You should ask her yourself. She probably won’t tell you, but after what happened she just escaped into the bottle, and now she’s trapped there…

Winter: How do you know all of this?

Juniper: Well, Willow, and I may have fought over, Acheius love, and affection. But, we still loved each other like the sister we never had. And, I don’t want you to be like her; trapped in a broken, heartless marriage. I want you to be happy, and I know you feel happier just looking at him. Sure his little Hunter Drones may love him like they do, but he will never see them in that way, no matter how hard they try, you on the other hand. Well, you’re young, you still have time. But, don’t take too log, otherwise someone else may try, and take him away from you.

Winter: B-But, my career, my job for, Atlas, my team?! W-W-What about all of that?! I-I just can’t leave it for, Jaune. C-Can I…?

Juniper: Who says you have too? You could easily marry him now, and stay in the military as you are now, or you may decide to leave, and be with, Jaune, and what ever family you chose to be. One with kids mind you, it’s not that I just want grandkids, lots of grandkids… But, that they’ll fill a void in your heart that you never knew you had.

Winter: It sounds like you’re placing me, and Jaune in your husbands, and my mother shoes.

Juniper: Meh, I won’t deny I am. But, that just because of what I said earlier; I don’t want you to end up like my dear friend. I want you to be happy.

Winter: Be happy…

Juniper: Listen, you don’t have to decide about any of this now. At most you just have to think about it. Okay?

Winter: I-I’ll try, Juniper.

Juniper: Good, now if you’ll excuse me, I need to have a few words with my son. After that I need to do some clean up work.

Winter: What kind of clean up work?

Juniper: Well help, Willow get clean up. Get her sober, and all. Remind her she still has a friend who loves her. Maybe I should have, Acheius help me. He could be the father presence you kids always needed. Maybe we could finally do that threesome I always wanted to do~!

Winter: T-Threesome?!

Juniper: Then I have to deal with that bastard first. What do you say, incriminating evidence that will get him locked ip for life, or should I just kill him?

Winter: You’re going to kill my father?!

Juniper: Yeah, it would probably easier that way; less paperwork, and no lawyers to deal with.

Winter: W-Wait, Juniper!

Juniper: Well, I’ll be off now; Bye, future daughter-in-law~!

Winter: W-Wait, hold on now?!

Winter: …

Winter: Oh no…

Ironwood: Ah, Specialist, Schnee. Did you enjoy your conversation with, Mrs. Arc?

Winter: I’m not sure… She gave me some advice about, Jaune. Then she told me about her history with my mother. Now she’s going to kill my father…?

Ironwood: Is she now?

Winter: She said so herself, Sir. Should I assign a guard detail to protect him?

Ironwood: No, its pointless. We couldn’t stop her even if we tried. Hell, he may already be dead anyway.

Winter: He may be what?!

[sadlynotthevoid]

This is what I said I have about the Human Non-ghostly Ghost King AU.

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"Come again?"

"You're the new ghost king", Phantom repeated slowly.

His brain felt like it was in slow motion.

He's the new ghost king. The new ghost king, him. He, the king. Ghost king. He's the ghost king he's the ghost king he's-the-ghost-king-him-the-ghost—

—Wait.

"I'm a human." he slurped.

Phantom looked at him since where he was floating over his bed. He raised an eyebrow, "Yeah, that's pretty obvious".

Which, gross. He was having a mental breakdown here. This must be why he doesn't have friends.

He considered mentioning it but thought it was not the time to roast him. Instead, he referred to the important matter, "I'm a human, I can't be the ghost king! It's in the name!"

"Actually, there's no rule against it".

What? Is he for real? Danny looked at him, trying to express how incredulous he was... or trying to banish him from this plane. Whatever happened first.

He rolled his eyes exasperated. His face saying how stupid he thinks Danny is. He would be offended but he always makes that face to everyone, so it says more about his ego than about his intellect.

He still throws a pencil at him, just because he can.

It fails, of course. Because Phantom is a bastard who can make himself intangible. But is the thought what matters.

"Just think about it", he grabs a paper from his bedside table and his pencil. "Ghosts are dead people with some powers, yes, but there also are those who have godlike powers and have been there for centuries"— now Danny is the one rolling his eyes. He knows all this, he's the one who researches the data and compares it to his parents' investigation. "—and none of them could defeat Pariah Dark. Of course no one thought of making a rule to prevent humans to become the ghost king. Because they didn't even consider it a possibility".

In summary, "So, I'm trapped in this situation because the Antiques were arrogant and underestimated humans".

Phantom blinked. "Well, yeah, that's a way to say it", he shrugged. That must conclude the ghost topics for today, because then suddenly was a flash and Weston was lying there, wrinkling his sheets.

"I changed those sheets today, you know?", he glanced at him.

"I got hungry". He didn't apologize, but he got up. Meh, he was taking it as a victory.

"Fine. I think we still have pizza in the kitchen".

As they headed out of his room, he remembered the sheet of paper he was writing on.

Oh well. Whatever. He'll see it later.

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Bonus:

If Danny had known that being the future (non) ghost king implied so many hours wasted studying after school, he would have protested more. Now, he was trapped learning human history at school and ghost history with Clockwork.

Grumbling, he walked into his room. He was about to collapse on his bed when he saw it. A piece of paper lying there, seemingly innocent.

His first instinct was to suspect and cover under his desk. It wouldn't be the first time than a paper attacked him. Actually, it only happened twice, but that was already too much.

When five minutes passed and nothing was on fire or covered in goo, he went out of his shelter and grabbed it. Cautiously, he looked at it and found—

—A doodle of him wearing a crown, both hands raised in a villain cliché pose. Under one of its feet, somebody was lying in defeat. After a more attentive observation, he noticed with no little delight, that the person in question wasn't anyone but Vlad.

Oh, he was so keeping this. Maybe he should make copies and put one in the fridge. The Fruitloop is gonna hate it.

Forget everything he said about Wes. This was the best thing that happened to him this month.

[sadaroacegirlflux]

since everyone is doing this one tik tok, i thought i’d do it here lmao. so here’s a list of things that are apparently autism symptoms but i didn’t know:

1. shyness and hypersensitivity… excuse me… i thought i was just shy but noooooo, i’m autistic

2. daydreaming. i get so lost in daydreams, i completely lose track of time and place, and people can’t get through to me. sometimes my brain just shuts off, and i’m just staring at nothing without a single thought in my brain, and i don’t even notice when i do it. and sometimes i’m deep in thought. i never register time or my surroundings. it’s it’s mainly daydreaming.

3. out of sight, out of mind. not thinking of people when they’re not around. listen, this made me feel like such a horrible person.

4. meh🤷‍♀️ is my default state. i hate the question ’how are you’ cause unless i’m incredibly happy or incredibly sad i’m like ‘meh, fine’. if people ask me if i like the food i’m eating i’m like ‘it’s fine’. like, its fine, i don’t have a lot of requirements.

5. random outbursts of reckless energy. especially when i was a child, i had these outbursts of energy where i couldn’t sit still, and i was jumping on the spot. my mom told me to go outside and run a few laps around the house to burn the energy, but that thought was just exhausting.

6. i never understood metaphors, and i’ve always struggled with reading in between the lines. i almost failed an exam because of this once. i thought i was incredibly dumb, but i’m just autistic

7. dude… social cues… the high amount of times i’ve hurt peoples feelings because i didn’t notice social cues before it was too late. omg. i hated myself for that. this made me so quiet and terrified of saying anything at all. i’m so scared of hurting people

8. stimming. i didn’t know what stimming meant before last year. when i’m on the phone, my feet start a little dance. i’m walking, jumping, turning and idk what else. i just my hans a lot when i talk, i bounce my legs, i play with my hair, pick my nails, and idk whatnot.

9. selective mutism. it is SO HARD for me to talk what i’m sad. i can focus my energy on talking, so technically i’m not mute.

10. continuing from number 9, i can control my energy and push it towards doing the things that seem exhausting and impossible. it’s still exhausting, but afterwards i’m like ‘that wasn’t bad’. however, i can’t figure out if this is masking or not. maybe my brain knows it’s not actually exhausting idk.

11. it’s hard to keep friends. i thought everyone hated me, and maybe they did. but it was all things i didn’t understand, and still don’t really understand.

i might be adding more in the future

[yun-fangz]

LIFE OF THE PARTY. | OT8 ISH?

PAIRING(S): Implied ot8 x AFAB! reader

WC: 1.2k

Warnings: NSFW ! implied smut in the future? drug usage (weed. like a lot.) alcohol consumption, cross inebriation (pls be careful), highly suggestive content, ooc ateez, they’re all smoked out, everything is consensual, shotgunning smoke, cursing, explicit dancing. NOT EVERYONE IS MENTIONED BUT THEY’RE THERE !! all i can say is my inner whore came out i’m sorry.

A/N: ok... i apologize in advance for how horrible this is 😭. The idea came to me so i said yolo and then didn’t know where i was going so sorry if its a bit meh. This is a combination from life of the party, house of balloons/glass table girls, and high for this by the weeknd so... yeah LMFOQWAYB SORRY. please consume alcohol and any (legal) drugs responsibly and legally !

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LIKE/REBLOG/LEAVE FEEDBACK !! i’m kinda lacking motivation so pls pls lmk what you think. :(

DISCLAIMER: this isn't proofread ! i apologize for any grammar/spelling mistakes and any inconsistencies with my writing.

This is purely a work of fiction. What’s written is purely for entertainment and does not represent ATEEZ or any of the individual members at all.

FIC UNDER THE CUT !

You don't know how much you’ve smoked, but the way your eyes lazily looked around the room, you knew you were far too gone. You only said you were going to do a little, but one puff turned into too many you could count and here you were now, sitting on some dude's lap who’s name you barely could even remember.

Yunho, you think his name was. He was the one you first met at this party, introducing you to the rest of his friend group. From what you can remember they were all really nice, no lingering eyes or touches making you uncomfortable. That was until someone got the bright idea of rolling up.

In your defense, you initially declined the offer, saying you had already drank too much and didn’t want to get crossed tonight. All it took was a couple passes around for you to fold though, asking for the joint after Wooyoung’s 3rd pass. From then on you only said one more hit, but soon enough you had smoked far too much. You don't even know how you ended up on Yunho's lap either.

The room was hazy as you looked through all the smoke, finding most of the boys equally as smoked out as you or close enough. Most of you had already forgotten about the party still happening right outside the door, until you heard a popular song come on.

“Hey y/n…” someone piped up. You recognized the voice to be San, sitting across from you on another couch, blunt in hand as he took a slow drag from it.

Looking at him dazedly, you hummed an acknowledgement as you fixed yourself on the man you were currently sitting on, giving him your full attention.

“Why don’t you go on and give us a little show, hm?” he inquired. This had all eyes on you now, the air shifting as all of them were all suddenly aware of the connotation behind the question.

“Me?” you asked a little confused, moving off of yunho’s lap. Only then you realize how close you two had been, his hand on the small of your back almost on your ass, the other on top of your thigh. You brush off the lingering feeling though, focusing back on the other 7 other men who are all looking at you.

“Well i don't see another y/n around here do i?” Chimed in another voice, closer this time.

“Yeosang..” You then hear yet another voice warn, Seonghwa maybe? No, Hongjoong. You didn’t really know at this point.

“You don't have to do anything if you don't want to.” The other voice continued.

No, it was definitely Seonghwa.

Sitting up straighter this time, you shook off whatever feeling you had and moved to stand up. “No, it's fine, I don't mind. Really.” you half slurred standing up. You hadn’t immediately refused the idea, i mean you alone in a room with 8 insanely hot men? Score! You’d be lying if you said you didn’t want to fuck every single one of them the moment you laid eyes on them, but you weren’t expecting it to turn out like this.

“If you want a show I'll give you one.” you say, slowly walking over to lower the already dim lights in the room, gaining a couple whistles and hollers from a couple of the boys sitting down, the others eagerly cleaning off the coffee table once plastered with rolling paper and weed buds to a clean surface for you to comfortably dance on. Was it safe or ethical? no, but did you care? not one bit.

Taking San’s waiting hand, you climb up onto the coffee table, not missing the way his hand lingered on your back a second too long. “San” you call out behind you, turning back to him. “yeah?” you hear him reply. Holding out your fingers, you motion towards the blunt he had been holding for some time now. Registering the intentions, he slides the blunt between your fingers, not failing to take a hit before he lets go.

Smiling, you turn back as you now hear the music getting louder. Intentional or not, you didn’t mind as you took a drag and started moving slowly to the music, getting lost in the rhythm. Every now and then you’d take a small drag while dancing, trying to ignore all of the hard stares and occasional whistles from the men surrounding you.

You noticed the music changing though, from a hot and lively song to a darker and sensual beat. You thought to end it here though, until you finally decided to turn your head and actually look at the men who were eagerly watching you.

Nothing could’ve prepared you for the sight.

All of them, pupils blown wide, ready to pounce on you at any given moment. It frightened you in the best way, knowing you had this effect on not only one but eight men.

It only spurred you on further though, deciding to not only continue but up the ante and take a more risqué route with your dancing

Lowering yourself onto your knees, you make sure to make eye contact with some of them as you begin to trail your hand from your torso to your core, slowly bringing it back around your ass, lifting your skirt slightly in the process. You swear you heard a growl or two from one of them and it makes you smile, happy that this is working.

You sit up once more though and take a drag, body rolling and moving your hips to the slow and sensual beats to the music playing

“That’s enough.” Hongjoong says, cutting through the music. Although reluctant and slightly confused, you stop moving, sitting back on your heels as you turn to look at him

“Is there an issue?” you ask innocently, turning to face him completely.

“No no, god, you were perfect.” he replied

“I just don't want us all to get carried away. I mean, I don't think you’d be able to handle what we’re all offering.” He continued. You cock your head to the side at his remark, moving to sit flat on your ass this time. “And who said I couldn't?” You cheekily reply, letting out a playful scoff once you see his gaze darken even further than you thought was possible

“Besides, who said I was going to take all eight of you at once?” You gave him a quizzical look, feigning offense to his comment. You stand up, haphazardly sauntering your way over to another man's lap, jongho you believe, and he takes you with open arms.

Sitting down with your legs spread on each side of his, you stare at him deeply while bringing the blunt towards your mouth. “open up for me” you whisper and he obliges, his mouth slightly agape as you bring the blunt past your lips and take a deep inhale. Moving your hand away, you bring your mouth to his, lips almost connecting as you blow the smoke into his mouth. You sit like that for a while feeling the way he inhales and exhales the smoke before turning his gaze towards you once more.

Sitting back satisfied, you clear your throat once more before addressing the room.

“I know you all may think you’re in control because I'm the only female here, but I'll have you know I always have my way. And plus…”

“I’m the life of the party aren’t i?”

this sucked... like actually. GN LMMADIFAUEB

© 2022 yun-fangzAll Rights Reserved.

[camilosnovia]

hey could I request niece reader who knows about Bruno hiding in the walls and frequently visits him? please and thank you!

Our little secret

Note: I’m alive! Just on vacation, I hope you like this piece😊🙏

Pairs: Bruno Madrigal x Niece!Reader

Platonic!

Genre: Pure fluff

Disclaimer: This is before the events of Disney’s Encanto!

"Thank you for the food Tía, it was delicious as always." You said to Julieta in which he thanked you.

You washed your plate and went back to the table and asked "Is it alright if I take five of the aborrajado? I’ll maybe get hungry in my room."

Abuela replied "Of course {Nickname}, make sure you wash the plate." She brushed off the question of why you wanted so many thinking you liked is so much.

"Of course Abuela!" You smiled brightly.

You grabbed a plate and took three of the delicious aborrajado and walked out of the dining room and went to your room.

You grabbed a basket and set the aborrajado in it one by one. Closing the basket and securing it.

You exited your room and made your way trough the hall, until the bricks on the ground moved up and down.

You looked around and kneeled down and whispered-

"Yes Casita, I’m giving the food to you-know-who. He can’t die out of starvation you know? And plus, it’s too risky for him when he’s trying to get the food himself at night."

You stood up and walked through the hallway before you came across a certain painting.

Now this painting was no ordinary painting, there was something interesting about it.

You gripped the left side of the painting and opened it as if you opened a door.

You entered the unknown place and started to make your way to your destination until you came across a pit.

You let out a breath before you walked backwards and got ready to jump.

You jumped over the pit thankfully and the basket was still safe.

You now stood in front of a door, turning the doorknob you entered a room.

"Tío? Are you here? I got aborrajado’s, they’re still warm!"

There was silence until you heard snoring.

You were faced with the back of a chair where the snoring came from.

You went to see who was snoring and there he was.

The infamous Bruno Madrigal, youngest of the triplets, holder of the gift of seeing the future and said to cause bad luck to all those around him because of all the unlucky prophesies, sleeping.

You set the basket down and started to shake your Tío so that he could wake up from his slumber.

"Tío Bruno, wake up! If you don’t wake up the food is gonna get cold." You shaked him faster.

The man opened his eyes “I did the dishes!" He looked around left and right until he saw you.

"Oh, hey {Name}! How are you doing?" Bruno rubbed his eye, still a bit tired.

You smiled in relief for waking him up "I’m doing pretty well, how about you?"

"Meh, same as usual."

You went to grab the basket "I got aborrajado, five of them to be exact."

Bruno’s eyes sparkled as you gave the basket to him, he reached out for one and took a bite.

"Is it to your liking?" You asked and he nodded and swallowed until he asked-

"You want one?"

"Ah, I could use more of Tía’s cooking"

You reached your hand into the basket and grabbed one for yourself and took a bite.

You both spent rest of the time talking, laughing about what’s going on at each side.

Maybe, just maybe.

They all could see that Bruno was just a misunderstood guy, and that he could come home again.

[newx-menfan]

Marvel Infinity Comics Love Unlimited #43

*Spoilers*

The issue starts with Gwenpool on Krakoa, instigating her own “meet-cute” with recently revived Wither, while talking about Romance Tropes. (Basically think about it like if every Mindy Kaling show was a comic book plotline…. 😂🤣)

They get to talking about plants (Gwen remembered he was into Gardening and Art from NXM!) and they plan to meet up for dinner so Kevin can help her with her garden!

(For people who don’t know- Gwenpool is a character used to parody and commentate on Comic book Tropes- she’s essentially a real person who has been sucked into the comic verse…)

We find out Gwen has “main character syndrome” and has decided what she really needs to up her recognition is a love interest…and apparently Gwen is also a hardcore NXM fan and LOVES Wither! (So do we Gwen…so do we!)

Gwen tries to look into the future via the web/breaking the fourth wall and sees various web info on COVID and on herself…mainly negative commentary on how she’s a derivative copy of Deadpool (we do LOVE you on TUMBLR Gwen!!); also we find out Gwen has been in the Marvel verse for 8 years now…and is kind of still bitter about her book getting cancelled (understandable!)!

We find out Gwen was also a huge Rogue/Gambit shipper growing up (honestly…same…just don’t read the most recent comic book Gwen! 😂🤣🤣)and wants to copy the will they/won’t they- “we can never touch” tension…

In between plant innuendos at dinner- Wither touches Gwens hand…and we discover Kevin now has full control of his powers, much to Gwen’s chagrin…

(Does this mean Wither and Selene aren’t “together” anymore??)

((As much as Gwen complains the relationship is super BORING now…STILL better than Kid Omega during WCA! 😂🤣🤣…))

Gwen decides what she needs to spice this up is a love triangle…and who BETTER than Wither’s PRIOR rival….Elixir?!!

Review:

This whole comic is just a KICK honestly! Jeremy Whitley did an AMAZING job!!

The jokes are great (LOVED the “One More Day” call out especially!), it’s well researched, and in the same vein as “Spider-Man and the X-Men”! 

It’s basically a NXM must read!!

Honestly…It was really hard choosing which panels to feature in the review… it’s THAT amazing!

The only downside is the art…which is pretty meh…but all things considered- it’s just a fun issue!

Super excited for the next one to come out- honestly this kind of content makes me want to get a Marvel Unlimited account! 

Gwen really SHOULD interact with the X-Men MORE!!

Predictions:

Gwen totally forgot the biggest hiccup to this plan…Wallflower! 😂🤣🤣

Really hope we get more NXM cameos…maybe Gwen will try to get in on the Surge/Prodigy/Speed drama next!! 😂🤣🤣

[jerzwriter]

So, I have to admit, I didn't love Daisy Jones and the Six. I liked it, but I did not love it. Sometimes I felt like the story dragged on and on, but they weren't delving deep enough. I was connected to the characters to a degree, but I didn't love the characters. I went into the final two episodes assuming I'd leave the series feeling as "Meh" as I did about the first eight episodes.

Wrong. The last two episodes, particularly the last one, were very well done, and I'm glad I stuck it out.

The day that led up to their final concert... the perfect storm of absolutely everything going wrong, yet you have to show up big, like it or not. Man, you haven't lived until you've experienced that, and they did a wonderful job conveying the emotion that goes along with it.

Karen and Graham broke my heart. They weren't meant to be, that was fairly obvious from the start, but you don't have to be destined for forever to love... that's a lesson many don't understand. Just because you're not end game doesn't mean it wasn't real.... it doesn't even mean that it ever fully ends.

Eddie - oh - Eddie. "It's fine. I'm fine." It's not fine, it was never fine for him, and it doesn't appear it ever will be. The conversation he had with Warren is so poignant... but there is no right answer. What's the right thing to do? Surrender and accept where you are? I mean, it worked out great for Warren. He seems pretty happy... for the most part. Eddie, not so much. But I don't know, I'm not sold on settling, but maybe I am? I have to let that one simmer.

Camilla and Billy.... ugh... what to even say? I'm so conflicted. I never got the "love of my life" vibes for real from him, no matter what he said. And for so much of the story, it really felt like Camilla was the sacrificial wife, the one who would always be there, the one who would always "win", but it just felt like such a consolation prize. I'm sure others saw things differently, but that's how it made me feel. Even in the end, she felt like the long-suffering wife, living a happy, albeit tragically short life, but it felt like there was always something missing.

I didn't have any knowledge of the book, or the story, going in... so I was shocked that it was Camilla & Billy's daughter, Julia, filming. I also didn't fully understand why, though the ending put that into perspective.

Now Daisy. I've been told I would love her even more in the book, and I did not really love her for episodes 1-8, but somehow, in 9-10, she reeled me in. The conversation with her "mother" (using that term generously) the day of the final show was... ouch! God, I hate to say it, but I know that person, and I know that feeling, and for a moment, I was gutted... but I love how she responded - "turn on the fucking radio." BAM! The moment when you realize that the person you were begging to love you for your entire life was never worthy of the love you gave them. THAT is when it all changes ... for the better. And for Daisy, it did, and that made me happy.

But rebirth is no different than birth, and there is a lot of pain to go through before you get to the beautiful end result; watching all of them so broken that night was sad, but for most, the future was bright... you don't get there without the work.

Oh, and in spite of all this, Rod was still my freaking favorite character on the show... followed closely by Simone and Teddy. It is too late for Teddy, but the other two need a spin-off. lol

So while the series didn't even touch TLOU (sorry, lol, I'm very spoiled, and my expectations are very high right now! lol) It finished strong, and I'm really glad I watched stuck it out - it was an enjoyable series.

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale Reviews: ML Season 5 episode 20 Revelation

(Spoilers below because its out of order)

-Lila is lying to her mother

-And now lying to her... mother? who it deaf? Wait that is not her mother

-You know I heard the rumor that she had multiple moms. I thought is was a joke? Is this like that Bitch in Orphan?

-Lila is Loving the attention.

-Also there is no way people use that ring that much... Actually I take it back I  know people obsessed with their phones

-Girl is a pathological liar and everyone just eats it up. I swear people an ACTUAL siri to fact check this s***

-Lila be trying to turn Sabine against her own daughter wtf

-Oh Alliance update. Oh look, Lila is OUT

-The whole room just glanced at her. DAMN!!! ROASTED

-And she is gonna try and recover from that humiliation

-Okay I will give her credit for that spin, that was a smart move. But you can tell that Lila is seething

-Lila collecting Moms like they are pokemon cards

-Yes Gabriel get worse.

-Damn! Gabriel Roasted Lila like he makes Pancakes. I love when Awful people are awful to eachother.

-Also his plan is evil and I kind of love it. (Way to be an irredeemable scumbag. I hope your magic cancer kills you)

-Gabriel literally felt her hate and then went ��Nah. That would be dangerous”

-Lila Knows hes monarch. I forgot about that. Question is... How does she know?

-Cute Adrinette right off the bat.

-Adrien and Marinette having no idea about the update.

-Rose is like “Why your dad shipping you with Kagami when You and Marinette are the OTP for life” Mood rose. Mood

-Adrien and Marinette totally ignoring the BS gabriel be pushing out

-Sabrina getting sloppy with her work.

-Wait... Did miss Bustier NOT realize Sabrina had been doing her homework until now?

-Why would you explain you had sabrina forge your homework? Are you braindead Chloé? Probably but anyway

-I 100% agree with Marinette on this. Chloé shouldnt get off so easily. Especially since she JUST Admitted to never doing her homework. Like if I was a teacher I would take her to the principals office and discuss having her sent back a few grades based on a Literacy test

-I cant take Chloé seriously. Like you can tell they are trying so hard to make her a little s*** even more so than in season 1

-Lila be scheming

-Marinette even giving the teacher lip. You go Marinette.

-And Lila’s turning the situation

-Miss Bustier was still reeling from the fact that Chloé never did any work. Feels like a cop out.

-Alya... I am going to say this once. You are a complete idiot. Do you think MAYBE just MAYBE Marinette is right about Lila? ESPECIALLY CAUSE YOU KNOW MARINETTE IS LADYBUG! For f***s sake this is a really bad look girl. I am disappointed in you.

-Good on Adrien for finally saying something. Boy is like “Yea I am done playing nice, My deal with Lila is void. She f***ing sucks”

-Nino you. are just as bad too

-Me at Alya

-Sabrina knows Lila is sus now and isnt sure what to do

-Miss Bustier, you maybe a future milf, but you disappoint me greatly

-This is shaping up to be Chameleon 2.0

-The whole class hearing Lila nominate Chloe as her deputy is such a “Bruh”

-Wow... the class are idiots.

-I swear Lila walks around with a simpleman field or some s***

-Adrien and Marinette are immune to the BS

-Lila just rolling nat 20′s on loaded dice

-Wait there are only two weeks of school left? Seriously? And they are doing this?

-That being said, I do like that Lila is a personal foe for Marinette, being that she is the opposite of Marinette.

-Marinette is completely right. I love how chloe is NODDING like “Oh she right. I am glad she understands”

-Okay Lila I see what you doing. Okay, full points on manipulation, that was a clever little spin.

-I still think Lila is ridiculous but when she gets one good scheme it works. But yea... the class are idiots

-Monarch is like “Oh thats some good hatred... Wait a minute”

-Then he was dumb enough to actually be like “Meh its not at me”

-Lila playing Monarch like a fiddle. And calling Her Hoaxer

-Giving her the power of Illusion once again.

-Oh, I really like the red and Black color scheme on Lila’s akuma form. Its basically red Volpina but I like it

-Hoaxer  controlling everyone with an aliance ring.

-Oh thats clever

-They convinced everyone she is Monarch. Thats hilarious

-Ivan and Mylene are safe since they didnt trust alliance. (Thank goodness)

-Plagg always insightful

-Alya knows that Marinette is Ladybug... so how could she buy the illusion... because alliance control.

-Oh she can feel when the rings are removed

The meme potential

-When you out of this world.

-Lucky charm is a sewing machine

-Chat noir still call Ladybug is lady, and he calls himself her Kitty cat. 10/10

-Wait Alya is gonna be scarabella?

-How did chat noir get captured so easily? Again... Off Screen?

-Lila using Nathalie to get dirt on gabriel. That is clever

-What does Nathalie know

-WHAT THE F***

- HE WAS A PUNK NAMED GABI GRASSETTE who owned a chip cart

- So he knew Audrey and Andre when younger.

-He also went exploring with Nathalie and Emilie

-Okay Chat noir escaping makes sense. he was trying to bait her out.

-Nathalie is spilling all Gabriel’s secrets to Lila. Thats a clever move by Lila.

-Marinette showing once again why adrien simps for her

-Chat noir simping

-Lila broke her akumatization. Because... her plan was already finished

-Gabriel doesnt even realize he got played by Lila. thinking its Marinette’s fault.

-Oh thats good that Adrien is apologizing (Just like he did in Soulmate survey check out my fic) so thats good

-Marinette is letting Lila have her way so she. can expose her later

-Lila got what she wanted

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-I will say this was Chameleon 2.0 but with a better akuma.

Lila’s plan was actually clever, but everyone was also dumbed down considerably

So I am on the fence.

Also I think Gabriel’s secrets are really f***ing dumb. And Lila’s second half performance and the adrinette are the only two things making me even tolerate the episode

I will say that this was a 5/10