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[racmune]

@tf2shipswag

propaganda for the sniper/spy/sniper versus scout/fried chicken lady/pauling war!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEYRE A CRACK SHIP TO *YOU*. TO ME THEYRE SO MUCH MORE. ALLOW ME TO INDULGE MYSELF. THIS IS HEADCANON HEAVY BC THE FRIED CHICKEN LADY LITERALLY ONLY SAID ONE THING IN THE ENTIREITY OF CANON BUT WHO GIVES A RATS ASS!

theyre such a qpr no one even understands. beyond scout n the fried chicken lady's initial sexual encounter i like to imagine theyve become good friends. perhaps she was from boston as well and her and scout bonded over that, along with a shared sense of humor and laid back attitude. they hang out together and watch tv, get pizza and make out, talk about their childhoods etc. I JUST THINK ITD BE FUN OK.

her and miss pauling have their meetcute at a barbeque during the fourth of july. the fried chicken lady was invited to come along by scout and is just chilling and grabbing some extra meatballs for her plate. miss pauling initially notices her for being a pretty woman but as they talk and the night goes on they bond from both believing in keeping things practical. shes also a lot less uptight than miss pauling however, which leads to a lot of playful teasing (from scout too LOL)

i think scout and the fried chicken lady enable a lot of each other's worse habits and so miss pauling has to deal with two different messy bitches LMAO. also another headcanon i have for their dynamic as an entire unit is that miss pauling will be up late doing paperwork in her home office and they'll be sleeping on her bed, and when she's finally done she goes in and snuggles with them.

im just gonna leave out my thoughts about scout n miss paulings dynamic for the time being cause if i did id be here forever but i did already make a post on my headcanons which you can find here.

ANYWAY THEYRE SO FWB CODED. THEYRE SO QPR CODED. IM SO DELULU COCO BANANAS CODED. IM SO EXTRAPOLATING A CHARACTER FROM A 4 SECOND CUTAWAY GAG CODED. K THANKS FOR READING BYE.

oh also miss pauling and the fried chicken lady's ship name is "lady and the tramp" i dont make the rules

[onefrogtwofrog]

oh, be my baby i'll look after y o u

[gethellbcnt]

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[psycheetamore]

[updated 1 Dec - pinned overview post] Our lord Feyd-Rautha deserves a woman that can challenge him, handle him, sometimes even best him. A woman that complements him, gives him access to learn what he truly desires. A woman who makes him whole.

And he deserves to host parties befitting his reputation as nr. 1 playboy. And to live in beautiful brutalist buildings, with military parades to honour him. And to be recognised for his sophistication, in addition to his perfectly sculpted body. And to be analysed to death. And and...

So I started writing posts on Tumblr and my first public fanfic on AO3: Choosing to follow destiny. I will use this post to keep track of all (from my PoV) trackworthy rambles.

Andy Slack on Dune Sietchposting on Facebook - I added Ozzy Man to it as sound (so play it with sound on)

Tumblr rambles:

About Feyd being physically imposing

About Feyd as homo universalis

About Feyd's reputation with the ladies

About who can capture Feyd's heart

About Feyd's parties

About Feyd's cloak

About why it would be better to have Feyd as emperor

About Feyd's love for Giedi Prime architecture and what it learns us about him / what Giedi Prime architecture tells us about a Harkonnen society

About why Feyd is physically imposing [wip]

About Feyd as cunning scheming being [wip]

About Feyd's desire to get whatever his black heart desires [wip]

About Feyd's desire for carnal pleasurs [wip]

About the different sides Feyd may show of himself [wip]

[If you have any other suggestions, drop me a line]

Polls

When did you fall in love with Feyd?

Polltime - Fuck Marry Kill - the Denis Fremen men edition

Boob slip an accident?

How he would respond to a feral comment?

Polltime - Fuck Marry Kill - Atreides 2024 edition

Polltime - Fuck Marry Kill - Harkonnen 2024 edition

The best Feyd-Rautha ship that (n)ever happened

Feyd's kinks

Feyd-Rautha topless or not?

New Austin RomCom?

What would happen if Tommy Shelby and Feyd-Rautha would both join a harem?

Reading fanfic: do readers prefer first person (I), second person (you, and using 'y/n') or third person (she, he, they etc)?

Writing fanfic: do writers prefer first person (I), second person (you, and using 'y/n') or third person (she, he, they etc)?

Tattoos on his beautiful body: yes or no?

Smash or pass: Austin Butler (bc buzzfeed readers dont know what they are doing)

Would you share the lord na-Baron Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen?

Fuck Marry Kill - Austin Butler / Benny Cross, Feyd-Rautha, Elvis and some considerations after poll

The most perfectest arms of all the perfect arms of Austin Butler: Shannara Chronicles Era, Dune Era, The Bikeriders Era, Caught Stealing Era

The sluttiest a man can be: Cillian Murphy as Tommy Focking Shelby or Austin Butler as the Lord na-Baron Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen

Gif sets/photo sets:

His slutty perfect delicious needing-to-be-licked waist (check the reblogs)

His many characters being sultry, desiring, luscious, seductive... - [planned soon]

Him with glasses - nearly as attractive as him without hair - see reblogs for more photo's

His fricking arms through the years (I, with tremendous support of the Feral for Austin community, will keep this one updated through reblogging, so look at the reblogs)

Lips - the most perfectest lips of all lips known to mankind

Rubbing things - aaahhh and now I die

Memes

Know the work rules

Meme set 2

Meme set 1

Chart: Dune 2 characters ranked on knowledge about what is going on

Chart: Dune 2 characters ranked on happiness

Kinktober contributions:

Desert game, or when the hunter becomes the hunted

Another escape, another hunt

Piercing through invisible armour

Lessons by our benevolent lord na-Baron

Cleansing of the soul - part 1

Cleansing of the soul - part 2

Preparing for a Giedi Prime Party

New territories at a Giedi Prime Party

An encore after a Giedi Prime Party - claiming her entirely

Sharing his most precious darling

AO3 rambles:

Summary: Yaina has chosen to pick up arms against the Harkonnen to liberate Arrakis. As she catches the eye of Paul Atreides and Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen, she needs to find her own path and gain control, to achieve what she beliefs is her goal. The question is whether her being drawn to the na-Baron (with some convincing of our darling Feyd of course) will advance her or withhold her.

Tags: the works, as Feyd-Rautha is his own trigger warning - smut in different shapes and forms (pretty much all shapes and forms tbh; I could not help myself, so after some edging/power play/taunting/hunting in chapters 7, 8, 9, 10, 12 and 15, some prophetic smut in chapters 13 and 14, our lord finally gets what he wants - and then some - in chapters 15, 16, 17, 18, 19), violence (like really really graphic - I enjoyed myself just a bit too much writing chapter 20, so I am getting worried), non-con/rape (chapter 23 - we are dealing with a very hot but still psychotic man here).

Chapter 1: Introducing Yaina, formerly known as Kalayn (Tumblr link)

Chapter 2: In over your head (Tumblr link)

Chapter 3: Adversity shuffles the cards (Tumblr link)

Chapter 4: New opportunities (Tumblr link)

Chapter 5: The only ways forward (Tumblr link)

Chapter 6: Two plus two is five (Tumblr link)

Chapter 7: To improve is to change (Tumblr link)

Chapter 8: Frustration leads to aggression (Tumblr link)

Chapter 9: Improvise, adapt, overcome (Tumblr link)

Chapter 10: He who perseveres, conquers (Tumblr link)

Chapter 11: The Abduction of the Arrakis Virgin (Tumblr link)

Chapter 12: In the lap of luxury (Tumblr link)

Chapter 13: It won't come without a fight (Tumblr link)

Chapter 14: Obsolete futures (Tumblr link)

Chapter 15: A new reality (Tumblr link)

Chapter 16: Call me Yaina (Tumblr link)

Chapter 17: Pre-party excitement (Tumblr link)

Chapter 18: A party befitting Feyd-Rautha as bouncer (Tumblr link)

Chapter 19: Boundless freedoms, sexual and otherwise (Tumblr link)

Chapter 20: Cleansing of the soul (Tumblr link)

Chapter 21: ‘Just’ or ‘right’ means nothing but what is in the interest of the stronger party (Tumblr link)

Chapter 22: A party as nexus (Tumblr link)

Chapter 23: It is my birthday and I will cry if I want to (Tumblr link)

Chapter 24: Secrets of the night (Tumblr link)

Chapter 25: Pinching the bruise (Tumblr link)

Chapter 26: Some things are just meant to be (Tumblr link)

Chapter 27: Shows of power (Tumblr link)

Chapter 28: I die, I die, I live (Tumblr link)

Chapter 29: Introducing Wafaa, formerly known as Yaina (Tumblr link)

Chapter 30: Disrupting the status quo (Tumblr link)

Chapter 31: I am coming for you (Tumblr link)

Chapter 32: Victorious in Life and Death (Tumblr link)

On the banners

Oneshots on AO3

Feyd's humanness (Tumblr link)

[meowmeowriley]

Convention Commotion

With help from the lovely @tactax-art, who encouraged me and drew the art for me, this is a lil continuation of the previous cosplayer AU for my beloved Costume Anon ❤ Hope everyone enjoys 😉 proper art near the end of the fic.

***

What had started as his uncle taking pity on him for not being able to go to a convention by himself, had become a tradition of sorts. Any time uncle John was on leave, he'd ask Andy if there were any conventions. And any time there were, they'd meet up with Simon.

"Ye cannae call him Simon, Andy. It's Lieutenant Ghost, or Lt., or Mr. Riley. Or anythin' else, really. Just show him some respect." Uncle John had chastised him after he'd asked once if Simon was gonna be at convention they'd just arrived at.

"Until he joins the army, Johnny, I'll have none of that nonsense." Uncle John had jumped out of his skin (Andy had too, but that was less surprising. He wasn't a highly trained soldier, after all.) when the big fucker had snuck up on them and began speaking. "Just Simon is fine, Andy."

"Chew ma banger, uncle John." He'd said with a shit eating grin, before ducking out of the way of his uncles swipes.

So they'd taken to meeting up with Simon at conventions. Andy had realized two things rather quickly. One: there was undeniable chemistry between the two of them, and two: neither one of them was going to make a move on the other.

They danced around each other. Flirting, but in a "ha ha, I'm only gay for the joke" kinda way. They stared at one another, getting lost in each others eye's in a sickening display of obviously clear affection. God forbid one didn't catch the other's eye, either, because when that happened the one staring would take on this dreamy dopey smile. They were constantly touching. Brushing up against one another, putting their hands on the other's shoulder, or back, or thigh.

They were disgusting. It was adorable. And he had to share it. Because if Andy could see how perfect they were together, so would the internet. 28,000 followers on tiktok later, and every convention they went to, Andy filmed the whole thing. He'd divvy up the videos and get months worth of content, to tide them over till his uncles next leave. Simon and uncle John had no idea how large their fan base was. Or how feral. Those who weren't hard-core shipping the two together, were vying for the attention of one or the other, or both, in the comments.

For most, though, they'd lose their minds with every little interaction. Every gentle touch, prolonged moment of eye contact, soft smile, or act of service from one man to the other, and their fans were swooning, and it seemed all their waiting was finally paying off. Or, at least, Simon was now aware of John's feelings, though how he'd found out was less than ideal.

***

Soap was ecstatic. After the Spiderman and Deadpool totally-not-couples-costumes went over so well with other patrons at their last convention, Andrew had assured them that their tiktok fans were over the moon for them as well, Simon had agreed to do more comic book stuff with him. While Soap had wanted to be Deadpool, he couldn't deny how well it suited Ghost to be the merc with a mouth. Soap hadn't known beforehand how much the man loved katanas, nor that he even knew how to use them. More important than his skill with the (in this case fake) blades, however, was Simon's ass in that outfit. Which had led him down a rabbit hole of sorts. Yes, it was the source of plenty of wet dreams both before and after seeing him in spandex, but that wasn't what this was about. No, after seeing Ghost dressed as Deadpool with his nearly godly physique, John couldn't help but think of the superior comic book company: DC. Ghost would make an incredible Red Hood, and Soap had wanted to be Nightwing since he was a lad. After voicing that desire, Ghost had agreed, and got to work on the costumes.

At some point during the process, Gaz had found him deep in his work and asked Ghost about it. He then promptly kicked down Soap's door to yell at him for not telling him about their 'convention dates' he wouldn't hear of it that they weren't dates.

"So Gaz is comin' now." He'd said in lieu of greeting when he'd entered Ghost's room that night.

"Mhmm." Ghost had nodded and continued to work away at his sewing machine. "Said he had a matching cosplay. 'Red Robin', he'd called it. Assured me it was different from mine. Tried to tell him I wouldn't know or care, I just enjoy makin the costumes." Soap had made himself comfy on Ghost's bed, and pulled out his journal to doodle. Ghost continued. "Roach is tagging along too, said he has a costume for Blue Beetle. Said it's not Batman related, but it's the same comic franchise."

"Blue Beetle's costume is pretty sick, that'll be cool." Soap had been a little down in that moment that the others would be tagging along, and he'd no longer have Ghost to himself, but he got over it quickly. They were still his friends. "We should drag Price along. Bring the whole team."

"You convince him to go, and just tell me what to make."

And now here they were. The 141, arguably the worlds most elite counterterrorism task force, dressed up as various DC characters. At a cosplay convention. Soap had never felt hotter.

Andy had hit it off with Roach pretty much immediately, the two of them talking at length about tiktok of all things. Soap wasn't aware that Roach had one. They couldn't convince Price to wear a costume, but that was okay. Several people approached him and said his Dum Dum Dugan colspay was cool, resulting in all three of his sergeants cackling at his confusion.

"You can't smoke that in here, boss." Ghost had whispered when Price placed a cigar in his mouth.

"I'm not. It's for emotional support." It fueled other peoples assumptions that he was cosplaying a marvel character, is what it was doing.

As was usual for a convention with Simon and his incredible cosplays, they were stopped by tons of people for pictures, and Andy recorded everything.

"Excuse me." Their group turned around to see a man in red, maroon, and gold robes of some sort.

"Oh, cool! Prince Zuko!" Well at least Roach knew who he was.

"Oh, uh, my friends call me Costume An-... You know what? Yeah. Just Zuko works. Can I get a picture of you guys?" Everyone nodded or gave the guy some sort of affirmative, and he turned specifically to Gaz and Ghost. "Do you know the panel where Tim kicks Jason in the balls? Can you do that? It's my favorite."

Soap knew the panel. Gaz knew the panel. Ghost certainly did not. All eyes were on him. He shrugged. "I'm wearing a cup." Gaz had the most feral grin Soap had ever seen him with. In hindsight, that should've been their warning.

"Right, Lt., you're gonna stand here," Gaz placed Ghost with his back to the cameras held by both Zuko and Andy. He used his foot to guide Ghost's stance wider. "Like that. Perfect. Everyone ready?" Gaz had the cheek to wink at Andy's camera.

He reared back.

And gave it everything he had.

That cup could only do Simon so much good.

Everyone winced as Ghost crumpled. "Gaz what the bloody fuck?!"

Price was barely keeping a straight face. He used his hand to grab his cigar and hide his failure. "Haven't heard your voice that high since you enlisted, Simon."

"He's dead." Soap whispered.

"You're dead." Roach informed Gaz as he made his way away from Ghost, who was still crouched on the floor.

"I'm dead." Gaz agreed, albeit with a shit eating grin. "Worth it, though. Bastard used me as a training dummy for forty-five goddamn minutes yesterday!" Soap had seen the aftermath, Ghost was pissed at some rookies and dragged poor Gaz into the ring to blow off some steam. The bruising all over Gaz's body were no joke.

"You said you weren't going to hold it against me!" Ghost wheezed.

"I lied!" Gaz shot back.

"Dude..." Andy definitely felt bad for poor Ghost, as did Soap.

"Man I needed those working." He bemoaned. Talk about foot in mouth, he hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Oh, d'you two get your shit together? I'm sorry, I guess." Gaz laid a hand on Soap's shoulder.

"You'll apologize to him and not to me?!" Ghost's voice was marginally less strained and more angry.

"I was apologizing for accidentally cockblocking you two. I didn't know." Well neither did Ghost! John thought angrily.

"WHAT?!"

"GAZ!"

Gaz clearly realized his mistake, because Ghost was on his feet, and Soap himself was fuming at being outed like that. He bolted. Soap gave chase, and could hear Ghost charging after as well.

***

Andy turned to their new buddy, Zuko. "You'll send those to me, right?" He asked.  He didn't really feel like Simon deserved that, but damn was it funny.

"He's gonna be okay, right?" Zuko asked.

"Ghost has taken worse hits. Gaz might need medical leave when they catch him though." Roach said while laughing. Soldiers were weird. But damn tiktok was gonna love this. Maybe they would finally get their shit together after they finish breaking their friend's legs.

[whateverisbeautiful]

♥️ Ranking Richonne

#28: I'm Not Losing You (S7E04)

A little angst in a ship never hurt nobody and I'm moved by their earnest desire to protect each other in this scene. Even more, I appreciate how much this scene beautifully illustrates Rick and Michonne's communication and importance to each other. It showed that even when Rick and Michonne aren't on the same page, they're still always on the same side...

I love that even before this scene there’s that moment of Rick seeing Michonne has returned back to ASZ and being willing to take the risk of asking Negan for a second to see her.

Scratch that - the first time he tells Negan, "give me a second." It wasn’t an ask. Which in its own quiet way is bold as hell with Negan. But Rick has to get to Michonne and make sure no guns are traced back to her, so even a psycho isn’t getting in his way.

It really does seem like Negan even has a brief moment of noticing that whatever Rick is wanting to do right now is regarding somebody important to him. 

So then the actual scene begins with Rick hustling over to her. I always like to think that has to be pretty surreal for Michonne that she just saw Rick in front of Negan and surrounded by all his saviors, and now here he is in front of her. To me, it helps show how much protecting her is a priority for him.

It's sweet how Rick immediately notices that Michonne sees him holding the bat so he steps back - almost like empathizing with how upsetting it is to see the weapon that killed their friends and what he might have done with the bat since it was bloodied.

And Rick says, "He had me hold it," and I just know from Michonne's expression that she wants to slice Negan right then and there for the torment he's put her husband through today. 

Rick says he needs the rifle and Michonne asks “what?” with a subtle expression as she realizes Rick knows all about the gun. The rifle has to do with her so of course he knows about it. Rick says he knows what’s in the bag and what she’s going out there to do, and she asks what she’s doing out there. And even in a disagreement, I love their Richonne tones because there's always something so tender about the way they speak to each other.

Rick answers her, cuz there’s no such thing as a rhetorical question with him and Michonne, which I love, and I like that he says a non-condemning and non-judgmental answer by saying she’s practicing. 

You can visibly see how pained Rick is over having to reveal that they now have to give up all their guns. Michonne knows how much this hurts their chances of fighting back so she passionately says, "We can’t." Rick explains that if she keeps it and they find it, someone dies.

And then I love that he makes it clear how much he loves her when he adamantly says, “I’m not losing you or Carl or anyone else.” He’s specific about her and Carl cuz they’re his immediate family. 

And Andy perfectly delivers every single line always but especially when he again declares he’s not losing anyone else. You can just feel how much he means that and how, in his own way, surrendering to Negan is his attempt to fight to keep the people he loves alive - with Carl, Judith, and Michonne being the priority. 

I also like how it's not "I don't want to lose you," it's "I'm not losing you..." Rick doesn't play about his wife and kids and so he's in this headspace of not letting losing them even be an option. And there's something so heartbreaking and heartwarming about how clearly scared Rick is at the idea of losing Michonne.

You can see Michonne immediately empathize with him as he vulnerably expresses this. A consistent thing in Richonne’s relationship is that when the other gives them their heart and opens up, they immediately feel for them and can allow themselves to see things the other's way which was evident here.

It’s something Rick and Michonne do again in this same episode during a beautiful honorable mention scene when Rick reveals to her that Judith isn’t his biological daughter, and Michonne agrees to try to approach this Negan reign Rick's way.

While talking in this shed, I will always smile hearing Rick say, "So I’m giving it to them. Are you gonna let me?” 😊  It’s that blend of him being like this is how it has to be…but also only with your permission. Cuz he knows at the end of the day, Michonne and what she wants have so much influence on him to the point that if she were to say no, he’d accept it and they’d make some new plan.

I’m telling you, no one else is getting this kind of response and question from Rick Grimes. He’d just demand the rifle from others, but he can’t with Michonne because this is who he wants to give the world to, so he already feels hurt that he even has to ask her to give something up. 

(Side note: I’ve previously seen some argue that Michonne is more into Rick than he’s into her and I’m always just like…where?? I’ve always wholeheartedly been of the mindset that so much of what makes Richonne the ultimate ship is because they both love each other so intensely, immensely, and equally. Like their love, respect, and desire for each other really is equal.  But if the conversation of 'whose more into who?' required an answer beyond "both" (and it really doesn’t)…it’s Rick lol. I’m just saying. 🤷🏽‍♀️ Like by the tiniest percent more if you have to pick. And I just say that because Rick has shown time and time again that he cannot turn off how whipped he is for Michonne ever. And when he’s in that Richonne bubble with her, that’s really all homeboy wants to be focused on. Michonne can try to acknowledge the tasks at hand a bit more, but Rick is often like looming wars, community division, or just anything else going on can all take a temporary backseat when he’s with her. “Stick around,” (6.15), “Just a few more days,” “We can take our time” (7.12), “Ok, but tomorrow” (9.01), “I can take the day…we can.” (9.03). For Rick, when it comes to Michonne, the world can wait. And we love to see it. 🤗 But again, the ultimate takeaway is Rick and Michonne are equally in love with each other. Without a doubt. Michonne loves, wants, and believes in Rick like no other and Rick loves, wants, and believes in Michonne like no other. And that’s part of why they are so loved by me. 😊)

So after Rick asks if she'll let him have the gun, Michonne stays quiet and you see Rick look at her, and it just feels like he knows if he doesn’t act fast he’s going to get lost in those pretty brown eyes and do whatever she wants lol.

This scene was just a very married moment and fitting for Rick's dynamic with Michonne. I love the way he says these lines and the way they’re facing each other by the end of the scene. It was great as the first Richonne dialogue of s7. (Side note: this scene also just further proves this is a beautiful-looking couple, y’all) 

And as we know, Rick pouring his heart out here and giving them this time to explain while making all those Saviors wait really does resonate with Michonne. And so she agrees as we see in the next scene where Rick gives the Saviors the rifle, and Michonne gives them a lovely death stare with an iconic deer drop that has Rick like - if I do nothing else, I'm getting my wife another deer lol.

What I’ve always most appreciated about this #28 scene is that it showed how even when Rick and Michonne disagree or are going through a tough circumstance, their deep love for each other is still so visible and takes precedence. This scene is a wonderful example of Richonne's unbreakable love amid adversity. They choose each other every time. 😌

[romancingromanoff]

Second Death

Andromache the Scythian x f!reader

I decided to create a series for Andromache (my beloved). Here’s part 1, part 2, and part 3

Summary: Your first mission does not go according to plan

TW: Violence, major character death, somewhat descriptive gore, getting shot in the face, head explosions (kinda), ANGST

Words: around 3,000

A/N: Aside from being very difficult for me to write, this is probably the darkest I've ever gotten in terms of physical violence. So, uh, Happy Halloween I guess?

The plan was based off Buenos Aires 1822 (not 1922 as you had incorrectly assumed at first) which was a reference you obviously didn’t understand but was being explained to you in the most hectic way possible.

“Wait, so Nicky was decapitated-”

“Half decapitated. I didn’t actually die!”

“But you were quite light-headed for the rest of the day, my dear.” Joe feigned concern, brushing the back of his hand across his partner’s forehead and smiling like a fool.

Your leader was having none of it.

“Can we be serious please?” Immediately, the entire group’s focus shifted back to the Scythian. She certainly wasn’t going to admit it but she was apprehensive with this being your first mission. For months, you’d been doing nothing but training and begging her to let you in on the action until she was finally forced to give in. The instinct to keep you safe gnawed at Andy while it became increasingly difficult to ignore how your desire to prove your worth would only continue to grow. She recognized the same frustrations in a much younger version of herself and remembered how reckless it drove her to be.

“I’d rather we didn’t repeat that portion this time, agreed?”

You all nodded.

They laid out all the details about the traffickers and the group of people you were meant to rescue. It was an estimated 25-40 women and older girls being smuggled through for undoubtedly unpleasant purposes Andy didn’t get too detailed with. She, Joe, and Nico planned to storm the ship when it completely docked and most of the crew was on land retrieving supplies and weapons. That would leave only a few guards standing between them and the captives, who were most likely being held somewhere below deck. Once they find them, you and Booker would bring in the truck to help get everyone out. It sounded simple enough, but the fact that it was meant to go off without a hitch somehow doubled the amount of pressure you were applying to yourself. They had all done this at least once before, so if things went south then it was all because of you.

A few hours passed and you sat next to Booker in the passenger seat of the truck parked a couple of meters away from the ship and near a loading dock. With the engine off it was starting to get increasingly cold, but you didn’t even mind the chill at that point. You needed to be as alert as possible for what was to come.

Booker clearly sensed your apprehension. “It’s okay to be nervous, we’re not going to let anything bad happen to you.” He kept his voice low and his eyes glued on the dock entrance while you tried to do the same. 

Your mind was wrapped up in much bigger concerns. “I’m not worried about that. What if something goes wrong because of me? If I get hurt then so be it, I just don’t want to endanger anyone else when their lives and freedom are at stake.”

“You’ll be fine. Trust your training and lean on your team if you need help. That’s what we’re here for.” He offered you an encouraging smile that you attempted to return the best you could, yet you also wished he wouldn’t look at you with so much sympathy all of the time. As much as you appreciated everything they had done for you, you longed to show the others that you were capable of carrying your own weight and didn’t need someone to hold your hand constantly.

The two of you settled into a silence that was occasionally filled with a comment or two about nothing in particular. It didn’t do much to settle your nerves. You watched as dozens of muscular men left in packs, each one armed with at least a pistol that Booker taught you how to spot. He translated some of the French he could hear them speaking, which was mostly crude, misogynistic banter that made your jaw clench up.

“Good to know that men are pigs in basically all cultures,” you murmured mostly to yourself and tried to get your jaw to relax. Surprisingly, it earned you a gratifying laugh from the Frenchman and you were relieved when he didn’t take your comment too personally. 

“For the most part, I don’t disagree.”

“How will Andy and the others know when all of them have left?” You changed the subject upon the realization that the rest of the guard was hidden somewhere no one would see them, not even you. It was still difficult to imagine they had a better scouting position than the near-direct view you did.

“Don’t worry, they’ll know,” Booker assured you in a slightly amused tone. Some secrets were still too complicated for you to know about yet, you supposed.

Almost a half hour later, three heads eventually peered up through the shadows and Andy, Joe, and Nico lifted themselves up onto the ship. Perfectly lit by hues of the full moon, they danced towards their destination, the sheer coordination and skill reminding you of just how experienced they were. With Andy leading the pack, they silently began making their way up the vessel as a single unit. No words or other body gestures needed to be shared when they occupied the same hive mind. The group only came to a stop when they reached a door and huddled around it, trying to listen for anyone that might be on the other side. When you assumed everything was clear, Andy swiftly kicked it open and entered with her gun aimed and ready. 

Not even a minute after all three filed in, the sound of a gunshot suddenly shook you. You immediately turned to Booker, whose face gave away the slightest look of concern at the noise. This must not have happened in Buenos Aires. No more gunshots followed, thank goodness, but there were sounds of a struggle going on below deck which had the two of you on high alert. You prayed that nobody else close by could hear the commotion.

Things began to steer away from the original plan when Joe emerged from below far before he should have, struggling to keep another figure under control as he held their arms in a twisted position behind their back while continuing to firmly push them forward. Even in the dark, you could just make out how young the kid appeared to be. He couldn’t have been older than 16 and you assumed his reason for being on the ship was because he had an older relative in the crew. You relaxed when you realized that meant how unlikely it was that he’d be trained in how to fight. Joe would definitely keep from harming him unless he absolutely had to. Stupidly, you also forgot about how reckless young boys can be.

Everything fell apart in a mere matter of seconds. As he appeared to calm down, Joe eased up on the grip he held the boy with and he it didn’t seem like he would move at first. But in an instant, the scraggly kid darted from his grasp and sprinted around a corner and out of your line of sight to the completely opposite side of the ship. Booker reached for the door handle as a precaution while the rest of his body remained seated. A bead of sweat rolled down your neck despite the chill in the air and the gradual understanding that Book might be preparing to leave you on your own stilled your body completely. All of the careful planning you had fought to carefully commit to memory melted into mush.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a high-pitched whistle that rang through the air and your eyes quickly followed a bright red light travel up into the sky before it burst into a large display of lights and smoke. Time seemed to slow down and your heart sped up. Of course, if there wasn’t going to be another pistol going off, it had to be a goddamn flare gun. Yelling, alarmed Frenchmen could then be heard scrambling towards the dock and Booker cursed under his breath.

“Stay here, I’ll go help the others!” Booker leaped out of the vehicle, throwing the keys which hit your petrified figure. Part of you wanted to speak up and stop him but you could only squeak out an indecipherable sound of concern seconds after he was gone. Looking back at the ship, you caught sight of Nico peeking his head out from the door they entered through. He exited with a determined look on his face and was followed by a line of women. You itched at your sweating palms when twenty women or so had piled out and there was still no sign of Andy. 

The men hurrying in from the opposite direction quickly diverted your attention. Squinting your eyes, you were able to spot a figure in the distance headed straight towards your vehicle. You nearly panicked but caught yourself, uncertain if you were dealing with the traffickers or possibly random dock workers that had been alarmed by the flare and merely wanted to check out the situation. Either way, you decided it was still too risky to start up the engine just yet. At least, you told yourself the others probably wouldn’t want you to give away your position.

That’s when you noticed a faint movement in your side mirror. A tuft of matted blonde curls belonging to a distressed woman’s face peeked over the top of one of the crates not to far behind you. She must’ve spotted something concerning, because her eyes went wider than a trapped mouse’s and she disappeared back down, ultimately causing the crates to shake. You ground your back teeth together and prayed it was only you who had seen her. But then right on cue, the blinding glow of a flashlight landed directly over the area where the woman was hiding. The man you had spotted only moments before, his flashlight lit up a devious grin on his face that urged you to hold in your breath. He even sounded like the devil when he spoke. It didn’t take a high level French skills to tell that he began goading the poor woman like it was some sadistic game to him. 

He approached the crates ever so slowly, savoring the anticipation which laid before whatever unspeakable plans he had for his victim. It then occurred to you that she was most likely paralyzed with the same fear that had struck you.

And yet, she was the one currently being hunted while you were poised to sit and watch it unfold. You, protected by both your position and inexplicable gift of immortality. None of it seemed remotely fair and your body began to stir at the simple thought.

“Under no circumstances should you be engaging in combat,” Andy had firmly laid down the law several times leading up to this day. You’d never wanted to disobey anything she said so passionately before and here it felt like you scarcely had no other option but to go against something she forbade. 

The adrenaline rushing through your veins threw your body into action before you could debate any further. Barely aware of the forces taking hold of you, you tumbled out of the door and landed directly behind the attacker who continued to stalk forward towards the woman’s hiding place. He slowly began to raise his gun, something with barrels much longer than your forearms, and it was like you didn’t have the time to properly assess whatever danger lie at the other end. You just didn’t want it pointing at her.

Without a hint of hesitation, you drove foot into the back of the man’s left knee and he immediately crumbled down to about a third of his height. You were ready for him with your knife once his face spun around and an overpowering sense of rage guided your arm to make a clean cut from just below his right eyebrow, across the bridge of his nose, and finally through the center of his left eye. 

Something solid and heavy smacked the front of your head and you could hear the woman behind you scream in horror before everything went black.

Horrific violence was nothing if not a sheer constant to Andy. She had both experienced and caused enough to fill the oceans with blood, yet nothing made her seethe with rage more than watching yours spill from your head like a geyser. A thousand lifetimes stained with death could not have prepared her for the sight of your limp body hitting the ground, to which there was no question as to whether or not you were dead. Even if you had been wearing some type of protective head gear, a shotgun firing within five inches of your face would have been fatal. 

She was usually a pro at keeping her emotions under control until the mission was completed and never steered away from the plan without first calculating the absolute best course of action. The other teammates she had and the terrified group of women she was meant to protect called upon her to uphold her position as the leader, a task she had shouldered over a million times before despite whatever her personal feelings demanded. Absolutely none of that mattered now. Getting to you, killing that bastard, and wrapping you up in your arms became the only course of action she was capable of taking. 

Her first priority was taking out the son of a bitch that dared to touch you before anyone else got hurt. She handed off the little girl she had been carrying to Nico before barreling over a crate and launching herself over the side of the ship, rolling smoothly to break her fall when she hit the the dock. 

Despite how fast she ran, she seemed to move at a cursedly slow pace. She was still too quick for the man, his blood leaking from the fresh gash you had tore across his face, to notice her. He didn’t even get a chance to run before the warrior drove her labrys straight into the already-open wound. Andy could only revel in the brief taste of satisfaction for a moment before her emotions began swarming once again, the anger she had held for that man was now aimed solely at herself.

“Booker, get her into the back!” She barked at the Frenchman to take care of the hostage still hiding while rushing over to where your body collapsed. Up close, the sight was even more gruesome as blood, flesh, and bone were splattered all across what used to be your face. It would have been generous to call what was left of everything above your neck a simple stump. She knew she needed to get you out of there fast but hated to leave behind any parts of your head that might have been salvageable. Even saving something like an ear or significant chunk of your skull could aid in speeding up the healing process. She knew it would be excruciatingly painful for you to grow back yourself. 

She desperately grabbed at fistful of what she hoped was your brain before scooping you up in her arms. It was the fact that you were so much lighter than usual which made her wince, though she couldn’t help but be somewhat relieved when it meant it allowed her to run faster on her feet. Cautious yet quick, Andy made a beeline for the passenger’s seat of the truck and cradled your body in her arms while you continued to bleed out. It wasn’t a sight she wanted any of the hostages to witness and it’s not like she was letting go of you anytime soon anyway. 

“Drive!” One word was all she needed to command whomever was at the steering wheel to get out of there as fast as possible. It didn’t even occur to her to look up and check to see who she was sitting next to, as she immediately began trying to pick up any movement in your chest or a sign of a pulse in your wrist, anything that indicated the resurrection process was in motion.

“Please, please, come back to me,” she pleaded as your warm blood began to pool across her lap.

“Give her a second.” She realized it was Booker currently driving. “It’s only her second time and will probably take longer than expected.”

The women they had freed were now crammed together once again, only this time being in the back of a dark loading truck as it sped through the dead of night was probably far more merciful than them being forced to witness the transformation you were currently undergoing. Andy, however, couldn’t tear a single string of her attention away from you throughout the entire process. 

Each noise you made followed by the eventual cries of her name from your lips, once your mouth and airways had completely reformed, tore at Andromache deeper and deeper, in ways that no physical pain she had ever endured could compare. She bit down on her tongue till it was bloody as you repetitively squeezed her hand throughout the entire process. The same ones you often used to delicately recreate precious moments on paper broke more than a few of her bones. But Andy barely noticed and didn’t have the capacity to care. All she was focused on was you.

For the first time in centuries, the Scythian invoked the words of an ancient prayer and resurrected a long dead language as she tried to soothe your pain. She stopped believing in a higher power a long time ago but couldn’t shake the truth that repeating those words made her feel anchored to something even larger than her life or her immortality. There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t try if it might possibly bring you a sense of comfort, which she actually prayed may happen. 

[riachinko]

Kinktober 2024 🔞

I'm about to be a little wacky and take part in a writing challenge for the month of October. I was hoping to post something every other day or so... Can I do it?? Maybe!! Here's my prompt list and ships (everything is Cornetto-adjacent)

I'm struggling with my desire not to be perceived and my desire to do a challenge where I'm posting consistently about smut, so if you're uninterested in seeing this content on your dash, maybe blacklist #riachinkokinktober ? I'll only be posting links, but all my writing is explicit/NSFW!

Masterlist:

Size Difference (1/17) She Was Furry Nice Explicit -- Paul (2011) -- Clive/OC (Canon Background Character)

Consensual Non-Consent (2/17) This Is Right Explicit -- Hot Fuzz (2007) -- Danny/Nicholas

Rockstars & Groupies (3/17) Let's Make Music Together Explicit -- The World's End (2013) -- Gary/Andy

Uniform Kink (4/17) I Love a Man in Uniform Explicit -- Hot Fuzz (2007) -- Danny/Nicholas

Striptease (5/17) Pony Explicit -- Shaun of the Dead (2004) -- Shaun/Ed

Foot Jobs (6/17) Walkin' on the Sun Explicit -- Attack the Block (2011) -- Ron/Brewis

Wax Play (7/17) Dripping Sun Explicit -- The World's End (2013) -- Gary/Andy

Orgasm Edging (8/17) Stage Five, Acceptance Explicit -- Shaun of the Dead (2004) -- Pete/Ed

Shower Sex (9/17) Wet Hands Explicit -- Hot Fuzz (2007) -- Danny/Nicholas

Sex Pollen (10/17) Roll It Up Lace It Explicit -- Shaun of the Dead (2004) -- Shaun/Ed

Teratophilia/Monsterfucking (11/17) Your Boss and Mine Explicit -- Doctor Who (2005) -- The Editor/The Jagrafess

Biting/Marking (12/17) Fighty Bitey Mature -- Shaun of the Dead (2004) -- Shaun/Ed

Sex Dream (13/17) Mr. Sandman Explicit -- Mission: Impossible - Fallout (2018) -- Benji/Lane

Prostitution (14/17) -- Cancelled

Massages (15/17) Tim and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day Explicit -- Spaced (1999) -- Tim/Mike

Jerk Off Instruction (16/17) -- WIP

Paranormal (17/17) -- WIP

[vampire-connoisseur]

I decided to actually find out what the coffin of andy and leyley is all about and I gotta say it's a lot tamer than I expected. you all made it sound really taboo and hardcore but it was mostly just chibi murder and cannibalism. spoilers ahead.

I know a lot of fuss was made about the incest plotline, but it was all very clearly portrayed as the result of a longstanding toxic relationship. ashley is unambiguously evil, being called a "tar soul" by the demon and failing to perform remorse over their first accidental kill, while andrew is regularly guilt tripped and blackmailed into maintaining even a platonic relationship with her. the romantic side of their relationship is cultivated by their shared crimes, with cannibalism especially standing in for indulgence in their desires for each other, especially on ashleys side.

their three month isolation and the scorn with which the rest of the world treats them due to their possible infection lead them to become even more dependent on each other and lose the moral reinforcement that comes with living in a society. the same way their hunger drives them to turn to cannibalism, their human desire for companionship drives them to seek out more and more from each other.

in fact, if you go the decay route, andrew will refuse to eat the parent soup as he closes himself off to ashley. their hatred for other people and their disregard for taboos and human life repeatedly push them closer to each other, paralleled by ashley performing affection for andrew to torment their mother before the ritual. again and again, their romance is tied to plainly immoral acts. the anti-ship stance that its wrong to portray immoral actions without condemnation should call for this game to be celebrated as an example of a story handling abuse, manipulation, and incest right.

...

anyway, i've really enjoyed the game so far. the soundtrack is interesting, though it mostly consists of a few simple, looping tunes, and the art style is striking and effective. the portraits are expressive and the environments are cozy in a dystopian sort of way. the gameplay mostly consists of walking around and interacting with objects or at the very least commenting on them, and picking up items to solve simple puzzles. it's a little frustrating that you cant interact with items until you walk your sprite over to the place they will be used so andrew or ashley to comment on their need, and some of ashleys dream puzzles really start to drag on, but it's nothing egregious.

the story is well told, with distinct and consistent personalities for both of the leads as well as many of the background characters. ive heard a lot of praise for the dialogue as "realistic sibling banter" before it leans into the romantic side of their relationship, which I cant really speak to, but the dialogue is indeed fun and flows well. the story outside the developing relationship of the two siblings is dark and silly, with typical less-than-solemn dystopian elements as well as one-off comic relief characters. the complexity is mostly reserved for andrew and ashley themselves, with some form of tension building between them throughout the story, depending on which route you choose.

either way, its an engaging journey. it stands out in its genre for its pacing and attention to detail. im not very observant at the best of times but even I noticed a lot of parallels used to build the central story, and the gradual, consistent buildup of their relationship across multiple games and even multiple routes with different dynamics between the characters is impressive.

one small thing I noticed was that their parents' table had only three chairs, leaving ashley to pull up a stool. three chairs is fine for a two-person household, and it wouldn't be odd for ashley, the youngest, to be expected to make do. yet her hesitance to participate in the conversation for fear of contradicting andrew is uncharacteristic of her as such a reckless person, and the detail clearly stuck with her enough to be present in her dream. the pink rabbit falling out of the chair while the green one can sit in it just fine drives it home: she doesnt feel welcome at their table. thus, consuming the parents who excluded her with andrew at that same table takes on a new emotional meaning to her.

overall, its strengths are its well told story and stylistic identity. its main weakness is probably the gameplay itself, which borders on dull but is regularly broken up with banter and comedic relief. so far it seems enjoyable and definitely worthwhile.

[justanoasisimagines]

Mixed Preference - Their Love Language

This Preference contains; Eddie Brock, Dante Reyes, Finn Abernathy, Mad Sweeney, Andy Barber, Aegon II Targaryen, Loyd Hansen, Cedric Diggory, Shane Walsh, Deckard Shaw, Spencer Reid, Mitch Morgan, Phillip "The Governor" Blake, Long John Silver, Ragnar Lothbrok

Requests are open! Credit to @cafekitsune for the divider and the banner!

Eddie Brock; Eddie's love language gift giving. He doesn't always know how to express his feelings towards you. Every time he tries he turns into a stuttering mess. Gift-giving is logical for Eddie he can bring you a bunch of flowers or a box of chocolates. Even Venom begins to get involved, however, that's somewhat questionable.

Dante Reyes; Dante's love language is physical touch. He can shower you with whatever your heart desires, however, he'd much rather show you. He loves the reaction you give him whenever he goes to kiss you or when he surprises you with a bear hug. If Dante is being honest, he enjoys physical touch. He welcomes you to instigate physical touch. Dante is terrifying to everyone else and the exception is you.

Finn Abernathy; Finn's love language is Quality Time. He wants to make time for you. He wants to show you that he's willing to take time out of his schedule so he can take you on dates or plan cozy nights. He can be there for you whenever you need support for a doctor's appointment or a family event. This is his preferred way to show you he's serious about you.

Mad Sweeney; Mad Sweeney's love Language is physical touch. He's not always great with communication and he's always worried about buying you the wrong thing. However, physical touch is the one way Sweeney can communicate his feelings towards you. He enjoys it too. He loves nothing more than to pull you in for a kiss and show everyone who you belong to.

Andy Barber; Andy Barber's love language is Acts of Service. Sometimes you two can be like ships in the night, so Andy takes the time to do things for you. He will do the chore you haven't got round to or go to the grocery shop if he knows you are busy. He'll run you a bath after a long day. He'll write you a note telling you to have a good day if you start at different times.

Aegon II Targaryen; Aegon's love language is physical touch. Aegon hasn't been raised to know how to express his love healthily. Physical touch is a way Aegon knows how and even then you still have to help him. He doesn't know what a delicate touch is, but he'll shower you with physical affection. Kisses and hugs and warm embraces.

Loyd Hansen; Loyd's love language is gift-giving. He can give you whatever your heart desires, so why wouldn't he? You don't have to want for anything. Besides he knows he's not always around and he's not typically the most affectionate person. He can, however, buy you whatever you want. No price tag is too large, he'll buy it for you. He enjoys your reactions whenever he surprises you with an unexpected gift.

Cedric Diggory; Cedric's love language is terms of endearment. He loves using different terms of endearment to witness your reaction. Sometimes he comes out with completely outrageous ones just to make you laugh. Cedric is the only one who's allowed to call you a term of endearment because that's his privilege as your boyfriend.

Shane Walsh; Shane's love language is physical touch. He likes having his hands on you. Walking by and kissing you or grabbing your ass. He likes showing you how he feels because Shane feels obsessively about his feelings towards you. He wants to shower you in physical touch whenever he can. It's also a firm warning to remind everyone you belong to him. Anyone who wants to try and change that can deal with him.

Deckard Shaw; Deckard's love language is gift-giving. He loves buying you a bunch of flowers whenever he's been away from you or buying you a new car. He thinks it's precious whenever you protest about something he's done because you know he's going to do it again. He's always going to provide for you no matter what. If you're someone who doesn't ask for anything, he'll pay close attention to what you're saying so he makes the right purchase. Deckard likes to spoil you so he's going to.

Spencer Reid; Spencer's love language is quality time. He could buy you gifts and give you affection, however, Spencer prefers to give you his time. He prefers to show you by spending quality time. By reading together grabbing dinner or watching a documentary together. Spencer can be away for long periods on cases, but when he returns home it's time for you two.

Mitch Morgan; Mitch's love language is quality time. He's not always the easiest person around and words often fail him. However, he likes being in your presence while you go about your days, You don't have to be partaking in the same activity, but he just likes knowing you're close. You can be watching TV and he will settle down and read. Mitch's words often fail him but his actions speak louder.

Phillip "The Governor" Blake Philip's love language would be acts of service. He's changed drastically since the world turned upside down. He becomes cold and standoffish, cruel and calculated. His feelings for you haven't changed. This is why his love language is quality time because making time for you despite his busy schedule. For example, having breakfast together or seeing you between meetings.

John Silver; John's love language is terms of endearment. He loves calling you tender words and watching your gaze soften. John will attempt to use these tender words to get himself out of tumultuous situations. It's usually "love" or "my heart" as he attempts to get himself out of trouble. He adores how conflicted you become as you attempt to stay mad at him.

Ragnar Lothbrok; Ragnar's love language is physical touch. He's not always articulate with words. He doesn't know what you need. He does however know how to express his feelings physically. He can pour his feelings towards you through his actions. It's like a communication language only you two understand.

[peonyblossom]

Ships I'll Write For

for reference :)

Pixelberry

All of Us

Alex x m!MC (Dexter Del Rossi)

Tess x f!MC (Jo Moreno)

Alpha

m!Channing Lowe x m!MC (Kalani Mochizuki)

America's Most Eligible

Carson Stewart x f!MC (Juliet James)

Blades of Light and Shadow

Nia Ellarious x f!human!MC (Iris of Riverbend)

Valax x f!human!MC (Iris of Riverbend)

Mal Volari x Tyril Starfury

Mal Volari x Tyril Starfury x m!elf!MC (Hades Nightbloom)

Bloodbound

Adrian Raines x Gaius Augustine

Dirty Little Secrets

m!Carpenter (Emmett King) x m!MC (Brooklyn Peters)

High School Story

Wes Porter x Ezra Mitchell

Payton Saunders x f!MC (Lola Williams)

Michael Harrison x nb!MC (Jamie Baxter)

Mia Warren x Katherine

Ajay Bhandari x m!MC (Matty Wright)

Hollywood U

Thomas Hunt x f/nb!MC (Jackie Winters)

Hot Couture

Marco Di Vincenzo x f!MC (Analise Moore)

Immortal Desires

m!Cas x m!Gabe x nb!MC (Reese O'Malley)

Lewyn Junius x m!OC (Jude Junius)

It Lives Anthology

Noah Marshall x m!MC (Harry Spear)

Noah Marshall x Connor Green

Noah Marshall x m!MC (Devon Yasuda)

Connor Green x m!MC (Jesse Harrison)

Ava Cunningham x f!MC (Raven Adams)

Stacy Green x f!MC (Ivy Lovelace)

Imogen Wescott x f!MC (Fiona Vance)

Tom Sato x m!MC (River Vance)

Danni Asturias x f!MC (Merliah Vance)

Abel Flint x nb!MC (Ollie Bridgers)

Lincoln Aquino x nb!MC (Keagan Burke)

Amalia de León x nb!MC (Lottie Hamilton)

Jocelyn Wu x f!MC (Eleanor Wilkins) (slowburn)

Matthias McQuoid x m!OC (Ezra Wilkins)

Laws of Attraction

Gabe Ricci x Aislinn Tanaka x nb!MC (Sav Zarza)

Murder at Homecoming

Donovan Navarro x nb!MC (Jupiter Stone)

Open Heart

Ethan Ramsey x m!MC (Sydney Valentine)

Ethan Ramsey x Tobias Carrick

Aurora Emery x Sienna Trinh

Queen B

Zoey Wade x f!MC (Quinn Hughes)

Ian Kingsley x f!MC (Quinn Hughes)

Untameable Anthology

m!Kit Jackson x m!MC (Jules Rojas)

Mandy Martinez x Ryder Wilson x m!MC (Barrett Kemp)

Gravity Falls

Stan Pines x Reader

Stan Pines x nb!OC (JD Willows)

Ford Pines x Fiddleford McGucket

Grey's Anatomy/Station 19

Mark Sloan x Jackson Avery x Lexi Grey

Mark Sloan x Jackson Avery

Meredith Grey x Derek Shepherd

Meredith Grey x Andy Herrera

Victoria Hughes x Lucas Ripley

Izzie Stevens x Denny Duquette

Ben Warren x Miranda Bailey

Cristina Yang x Teddy Altman

Maya Bishop x Carina DeLuca

[onefrogtwofrog]

you would risk your life for this boy? i would d i e for him.

[carebooks]

Emma and Daniel did not belong together.

After extensively rewatching Every Witch Way during Spring Break (yep, that's how I spent Spring Break), I went through tumblr and saw people wondering if this fandom still exists. Well, even if there's only like fifteen people on it, let's discuss Emma and one of her main love interests: Daniel.

I would like to disclose that I am a Jemma fan, after Jax showed up in S2, Daniel went out the window for little thirteen-year-old me. This isn't a Daniel VS Jax post, this is just about Emma and Daniel's relationship. This post will mainly reflect on why I think that, in the long run, they did not belong together. They're definitely a first loves ship, but not an endgame ship.

In S1 both were still young and finding their footing, but mainly Emma. Daniel had already dated Maddie for a while and then went through the whole first season flirting and liking Emma after his break up with Maddie. Daniel was also on top of his game, being the Sharks Swim Captain, and other than Maddie being his girlfriend, his life was happy and fine. Emma coming in merely improved it, she was nicer, thoughtful, and down to earth. But Emma's story was just beginning, she was discovering being a witch, having to deal with her powers, a witch bully Maddie at school, and daily shenanigans that entailed the magical world. Daniel is the last person to discover Emma is a witch and he also has the worst reaction to it. Not that surprising considering how regular his life has been, but that kind of tells us where this was headed.

In S2 Emma and Daniel have been together for months now, all through the summer. The thing is, Daniel's been happier than ever and he thinks Emma's powers never came back, something that she's been hiding from him this entire time. Lying to your SO is never a good thing, especially about something this big, something that is literally part of you. There are reasons for both of them however:

Emma knew how happy Daniel was that she was 'regular' and didn't want to ruin what they had by bringing in all her witch stuff, which tended to bring all sorts of chaos and antics.

Daniel didn't want Emma to have powers out of fear that other evil witches would come after her because she was the Chosen One.

While these are reasonable explanations for both of them, they're not fixing any of their real issues. Emma should not be lying to her boyfriend, eventually, it did catch up to her and she tried using magic to make him forget. Also not a good thing, even if she wanted a 'redo' at telling him. When he does find out, it causes their downfall. The thing is, Emma lied because Daniel just can't handle her being a witch. He's said that her powers being back would "ruin everything" and has shown a fear of witches when magic was brought up in S2E05. Emma keeps telling him that powers or no powers, she's still a witch. Still, she chose to hide a part of herself to try to have a normal relationship with her boyfriend. But hiding a part of yourself is never the answer and it eats away at you.

S2 also explores the fact that witches can't date humans, it's not allowed. The Council tries to have Emma break up with him otherwise they must take the witches magic away, but Emma being the Chosen One is a special case. Her magic removal is not on the table and she wants to keep her powers regardless. (I mean I agree with Emma, let the girl date whoever she wants) But it is another thing that drives them further apart, unfortunately, the Council ended up being right, most humans just can't handle the magical world. (Andi can handle it, so can Katie and Sophie, but Daniel can't.)

When it comes to the Fool Moon, it has a different effect on all sorts of witches. Jax's greed and envy magnify, Desdemona turns vindictive and wants Emma's powers, and Emma's impulse control is gone. This leads to Emma casting spells without really thinking about the consequences and out in the open. The Fool Moon is just a witch or wizard's desires coming to the surface. In retrospect, Maddie was just as affected, she started improving (slightly, but still progress) and didn't run from her feelings toward Diego. She was more open and entered a relationship with him.

We also see Emma's clones in this season. Her first clone, E, encompasses her dark side with none of the good. She calls Daniel dull, she's bored with him and his ideas for dates, and she finds Jax fun and wants to do magic whenever she wants. She's happy when Daniel breaks up with Emma because 1. She found him boring and 2. They get to keep their powers now and the Council can stop hounding them. This may be Emma's darkest side but it's still Emma. Some part of her does believe that Daniel is dull and finds Jax fun. Granted, her third clone, the Nerdy Emma is all about Daniel. This is why the clone spell is so very illegal, a witch is essentially pulling out a part of themselves and without the rest to balance it, they become a paragon of just one emotion or drive or aspect of their original personality. They're not whole. The Real Emma shares all these traits inside herself, she does like Daniel, she does find him dull sometimes, she does like math, she does find it boring at times, and she does like Jax but she does think he goes overboard sometimes.

See, this is where we come into an important piece of dialogue in S2 E16 between Maddie and Daniel talking about their romantic troubles.

Maddie: But if you two were still together, you'd want her to stop using her powers? Daniel: Maybe. Maddie: Then you don't accept Emma for who she is. And as a fellow witch, I'm offended for her!

This is an interesting moment in which someone like Maddie, someone who doesn't like Emma but is a witch just like her, sees that while Emma lied to Daniel, she did it because Daniel doesn't accept her as who she is.

Daniel has openly expressed anger and disinterest at the magic world. And hey, I understand, after all the spells Jax has cast on him to make him look bad in front of Emma's dad, or just the usual magic hijinks from Emma or Maddie, magic is not Daniel's friend. He doesn't find it fun or cool like Andi, he's not desensitized to it like Katie and Sophie. He's suffered from it and doesn't want anything to do with it and hey I can respect that. But this isn't good when you're in a relationship with a witch, the most powerful one in fact. So he's tiptoeing a line constantly between wanting to be with his girlfriend but disliking and fearing something that's part of her (and part of his friends' lives: Maddie and Diego).

Let's get to S3 when he was marked by Mia with her Kanay spider. Spider!Daniel broke up with Emma, started dating Mia, was a general jerk at school, even tied up his little siblings. It turns out that Mia's Spider doesn't cause him to act strange or evil, it just unleashes someone's 'inner wild'. It makes them do what they most want to do. So, Daniel did want to break up with Emma. He called Emma and Maddie trouble-brewing witches and had no problem telling a complete stranger all about their powers.

Now we could get into how Daniel's life was turned upside down more than plenty of times because of magic, but nothing beats S4 when Emma literally rewrites time when Daniel disappears. He and his family end up running an animal sanctuary and dating Mia. Then his life gets put back and it's for the worse because now he has no animals, no girlfriend, and he's back in a school hated by the principal. Overall, Daniel was not having a good time in S4. One of the many reasons why Emma puts him back where he was happy. (I would also like to remind everyone that Mia and her previously deceased parents were alive in the new accidental timeline of S4. I believe that Emma also was the cause of this, not only did she unintentionally give Daniel a better life but the same to Mia. And then she restored that life at the end of the season.)

In conclusion, Jemma forever.

But really, I hope someone reads this and enjoys or sees the situation from both sides and how they weren't really a good couple. Kind of doomed in the end when you think about it. I mean the girl loves butterflies and he's allergic to butterflies. I don't think the writers were subtle with that one, huh.

[rustywolf14]

Something I've been wanting to draw for a while now, the crews of not only Captain Kipper but also his nemesis Lord Tiberius! This also counts as my contribution to doggust lol

Some info about all these sea dogs (and cat):

Captain Kipper: Good ol' Kipper! Just a fella with a love for the sea. Makes sure everything is in tip-top-shape at all times with both his crew and his ship. In charge of maintaining order in whatever his crew is in charge of, be it transporting goods or people, helping the local fishermen by providing extra paws on deck or even visiting the local merfolk populations and trading goods

Edward: The captain's second in command! If for whatever reason Kipper is unable to make it to an excursion or is overwhelmed with his current duties Edward is here to provide a helping paw or take his place. Hasn't had as much experience as the captain and tends to worry and overthink more when things get messy

Rachel: No crew is complete without a good cook! Rachel's one resourceful pup, able to make a tasty meal to feed whole crews with scraps if needed! Friends with Wellers and hangs with him from time to time to exchange recipes (He's one talented cook!) Also not afraid to step into action if the situation calls for it, she knows her way around several knives!

Cody: The newest member of the crew, the ship's cabin boy and lookout! Keeps the boat spick-and-span, with him you can guarantee the wood is polished, the steering wheel's oiled, and even the pillows are fluffed. Also mans the crows nest of the ship, keeping an eyes on the waters for signs of trouble or finding the nearest land to dock in

Thomas: Bit of an odd one out in an all-dog-crew, the resident ship's cat, Thomas nonetheless is just as important to the ship as the rest! Keeps rats and other pests away (such as those annoying seagulls, thinking they own the place!) and is also in charge of maps, his sharp eyes and excellent sense of direction makes sure the crew is headed right were they're supposed to be, rough waters be damned!

Lord Tiberius: Selfish and cruel, this pirate cap- LORD is Kipper's complete polar opposite! Ruling his ship with an iron fist and quick to anger, you don't want to mess with this captain's goal to steal as much treasure as his gold-obsessed heart desires!

Tugboat: This tank of a dog serves as the closest to a second mate Tiberius will allow. Usually his towering presence is enough to deter enemies if he spots them during lookouts but has no qualms about stepping into a scuffle sword at paw! Is also in charge of ship repairs and maintenance, a lot needs fixing when your ship is constantly taking in canon-fire

Andy: Andy, or more commonly referred to as "you little welp!" by the Lord has it rough in these waters! Not only is he the second smallest, least intimidating resident but as the resident cabin boy, Tiberius tends to throw ALL chores and any other duties not able to be done by other members at him, including but not limited to: swabbing the decks, polishing the treasure (but don't look at it to much!) manning the crows nest (what do you mean you're scared of heights, GO!) steering (well, you'll learn now!) among others. Not helping is the fact he's scared of loud noises. Which happen. A LOT. "Why did I take this job again?!?!"

Wellers: Cook. Weapons handler. A dog of few words. Friends with Rachel.

Pipsqueak: A fella with a personality just as explosive as the canons he (enthusiastically) works with! Loud, reckless and fast, he more than makes up for his small size in helping out in finding treasure and getting rid of pests. Tends to "talk" on Wellers behalf a lot, the latter of which just gives a snort or hum in response. Doesn't get why Tiberius won't let him arm the ship with a bazooka or two, he can be trusted! Promise!

[my-mt-heart]

As utterly beautiful the Richonne renuion was, amd they deserved it don't get me wrong...It's just their love making scene is EXACTLY what I imagined it what it would like for Carol and Daryl. I mean exactly, from the fear, the overwhelming emotions to the point of tears, the hesitation and finally letting 12 years of burning lust and desire break threw all the barriers and they would ravage on another. We have for years talked about when they have sex the scars they both have would be kissed, we talked about Daryl being afraid to the point of trembling like he couldn't believe she was real and finally in his arms..If they do go Canon I hate to see a copy cat scene smh 😞🥺 Maybe they could play it like two fumbling teenagers, unsure, nervous and giggly...laughing and setting the mood light only for it to turn into passion later?! 🤔 I dunno...I hate to even talk shit about the The Ones Who Live 1x4 cause man was it powerful and beautiful. Danaii outdid herself writing and direction 2 the episode,no one knows the characters better then her and Andy..They our both powerhouse actors, see the charactersto go from enemies to lovers and face so many obstacles and just falling deeper in love is so beautiful, but to also show how hard it can be and things aren't always what we expect them to be. But despite the setback and heartbreak you keep fughting for ezch other. ANYWAY COMPLETELY OFF TOPIC 🤦🏻‍♀️MY ENTIRE POINT WAS, Where you also kinda sad about the Richonne lovemaking scene? With it being pretty much being exactly like thousands of caryl fanfic, and was what we all expected when they are finally intimate that's how it be?

To be honest, I've been staying away from all the towl discourse due to how quickly it turns into a ship war where everybody is trying to invalidate everybody else. I'll say this though (and nothing further unless or until it ever feels safe again to discuss). To me, apples are apples and oranges are oranges. Richonne is Richonne and Caryl is Caryl. They have completely different histories and I'd expect there to be plenty of nuance even if they both hit the same story beats at times.

For Caryl, there's a lot of trauma that goes hand in hand with their sex lives. We can infer that Daryl has guarded himself for a lot of his adult life and Carol has had to survive, serve, or maintain control, but sex with each other would be an entirely new experience for them because it would be about expressing how deeply they love each other and how completely they trust each other. I think Daryl would be hellbent on making it good for Carol and she would allow herself to be vulnerable/taken care of. We wouldn't see her leave in a hurry afterward like she did with other partners. She'd stay in his arms. Fumbling like teenagers maybe would've made sense in S3 of the flagship show, but their relationship is far too mature for that now.

I'll do a more in-depth post on sex where I can just focus on Caryl without making any comparisons, but hopefully this answers your question for now.