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heartfullofleeches · 9 months ago
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Femboy slasher Yandere and Darling is giving me brain rot SO BADLY RN. Okay so what if yandere is a playboy, luring in his victims using his oh so perfectly hot body. One day, he goes out late at night to a bar and finds Darling hooking up with some guy. He plans on killing the both of them, but loses them in the crowd. When he finds them again, Darling is gutting the fool who thought that they would ever touch scum like him, and yandere can't help but plan their wedding.
(This could kinda go with what I had in mind so I hope you don't mind me merging the two- Mentions of Murder/Death)
Femboy Slasher Yan + Femboy Murder-Streamer Slasher Darling-
"Looking for some fun?~ Two cuties seeking third partner to celebrate their anniversary with. Location and pictures provided after a few questions. See you soon ;)"
" "You're making this way too easy, love. People might get suspicious."
"Whaaat? No way - ugh, this blows. I wish we could go to our usual spot, but there's too much attention around that area after that last guy you picked...."
"He was being too sweet with you - he had to die...."
"All he did was give me a free drink - on my birthday!"
Yan's Darling is so weird. Instead of movies of grabbing a bite to eat, Darling has a different idea of what the perfect date night is. They're lucky they're so damn cute in red-
Derailing from your ask a little, Yan actually never murdered anyone before he met darling. Robbed them blind and maybe left a few in the hospital, but he never killed anyone far as he knew or cared. He used his looks to lure people in and take everything from them once they were under his spell. One day, he catches word of another cute face frequenting bars and other places Yan chose as his place of business. He couldn't have that. Eventually, Yan locates Darling on the same night Darling is luring some drunk guy behind some dumpsters. Yan heads over, hoping to catch some blackmail he could used to get Darling off his turf, but what he saw behind those dumpsters was not what he was especially to see."
"Hey gang~ Oops, looks like someone's finally feeling the effects of the medicine I put in his drink. We'll have to cut this stream a little short tonight."
Yan watches as the person behind the dumpsters slits the man's throat - blood mixing with white foam bubbling from his lips. The person looks almost identical to the boy Yan had seen early, but now he's wearing some weird make. It doesn't take long for darling to notice Yan. Instead of rushing him, Darling reaches into the man's pocket and pulls out his wallet - throwing it at the other male.
"That's what you wanted, right? I've seen you around here before, but I thought you'd be good bait to lead the police off my scent when this guy here was found... Wanna be friends?"
Yan should run. He should scream - yell for help, but the way Darling is so carefree and nonchalant about their crimes..... It's the hottest thing he's ever witnessed.
Darling tells Yan all about their life. Killing people has always been more of a hobby to them, but somehow they found a community of freaks who'd pay hundreds to see a cute boy like them crack someone's skull open. Better than being stuck as at crappy cashier job in their book. Their first manager would have been their first victim had he not passed away in an accident the same week Darling planned to butcher him.
Darling and Yan quickly come to the agreement that if Yan lures people away, Darling will do the deed. Yan develops more of a crush on darling seeing how much pleasure and glee comes from killing for rhem. Yan is approached by someone who's cautious of their new friend and warns Yan about them. Yan kills their acquaintance in a fit of rage after they express their plans on telling the police about Darling. Yan realizes he hasn't been entirely in it for the money and has developed feelings for Darlings. Feelings he'll protect in any way necessary. Darling is so proud of him. They give him their favorite knife as part of his promotion to becoming their partner. The two become a team who passionately kiss in between disemboweling the poor fool who was stupid enough to answer their online ad.
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ronearoundblindly · 6 months ago
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omg not me freaking out that i am part of the group that gets bait gifs! FRIENDS!!!!!!! i'm fine. i'm chill. don't leave me!
This took me a minute to figure out what I wanted Sir Dorksalot to have done that was sketchy enough to have him make this face...
Watch The Fish, Jake Jensen x reader headcanon wholeass fic in bullet format because my god this got long
Warnings for mentions of masturbation and porn, accidental then totally intentional voyeurism, awkward and oblivious!Jake--so just Jake, yeah?--and smutty implications...
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🥹 roommates to lovers 😊
you rent a pretty large house maybe even with one or two others at first, but they move out
jake has to use it as a crashpad sometimes because he'll be away for so long at a time, but he pays rent and the entire electrical & internet bill no matter what
you keep a fish tank in the living room
after jake comes back from months in hiding abroad away, he gets so excited to be home and spend time with his niece that he hosts an after-game pizza party for her soccer team
someone practices headbutting the ball inside and nearly topples the tank
jake catches the whole thing with his broad arm-span and a decent amount of strength just in time when it wobbles the whole table beneath it. his heart nearly stopped, and he's so grateful the glass didn't break. thank god you weren't home.
however, you insist on moving the fish to your room instead once he tells you.
jake's a little sad to see them go. he pouts so much you decide to take pity on him, buying a web cam to mount beside the tank so jake can watch them whenever he wants. he loves to do voices for each one, personalities, soap-opera-like dramatic storylines, the works
as an aside you ask him if the sound can be turned off on the camera. jake says yeah but he mostly means he can turn it to mute on his computer.
which he does, for the record, but he has to remember to do it each time he pulls up the feed of da fishies. honestly, half the time he's wearing headphones and the other half you aren't home while he puts the Marauders (because there's just one fat one) onto his third monitor for background.
so he forgets that the sound is on and a thing he might need to avoid
weeks later, maybe months, jake finally removes his headphones after a very long stint of coding, completely unaware of what time it is and that you are home in your room
at first, jake is dead convinced that some porn ad has popped up in a window behind his work, something he would go apeshit about and ransomware bomb the shit out of whoever wrote such slippery spam
the fish are peaceful as ever, blooping away whilst jake frantically closes program after program trying to find the hot chick moaning on his desktop...until it's all closed and the buzzing remains though his tower's fan stopped...then the squelching noise starts
jake is frozen in place, looking away from the fish like they're the damn problem, but he doesn't cut the feed
he...he shouldn't
he should turn it off or just mute it like he promised
and he tries
he tries really hard, gang
it's the cursor's fault that it hits the command to send the audio to his bluetooth headphones instead of mute
and he sets the headphones down on the keyboard, gnawing on his bottom lip and watching his closed bedroom door in anticipation of...getting caught, maybe? he's not sure
he watches the fish putter around like it's no big deal
which it isn't, right?
you're human. he's human. humans have urges. they touch themselves--they touch each other, too--and there's no harm in that. if anything...jake encourages it, or he would...if you knew that he knew about this
the noises are so faint from the itty bitty speakers two feet from his face, but he doesn't pick them up, still debating what to do
because there's a big difference between what jake should do in this situation and what he wants to do
he mutes audio and then cuts off the livestream
at least, that's what he did the first time it happened
he knows he's a perv. jake can't help it.
it becomes a game of sorts. it's like practice recon for learning a target's routine. not that jake needs practice at the job he already fucking has but that's how his brain justifies laying on his own bed in the glow of the fish tank feed with his headphones turned way up
he knows your bed is on the other side of your room from when he moved the fish tank in
he knows what your underwear look like from the laundry room downstairs
he knows what you smell like from the shared bathroom and the products lining your shelf
he now knows there's a bottle of toy cleaner in one of your sink drawers
and he shouldn't but he absolutely touches himself listening to you, fists himself when you're fucking a toy he imagines six-shapes-to-Sunday, teases himself when all you're doing is breathing softly from across the whole house and he's cold and covered in cum by the end
to be fair, jake hates himself because of all this, but he is now mildly addicted
he doesn't even exit out of the livestream anymore. it just stays up on his monitor like a screensaver, but he doesn't realize that once he takes his headphones out of range, the audio transfers to his speakers again
so jake goes on a mission for a few days, and at some point while you are cleaning up your room, playing music, you find two pairs of jake's socks in your load of clean laundry and go to toss them in his room...where the same music you're listening to way down the hall is playing...in sync...
you're horrified and then embarrassed and then quickly realized it might mean nothing
you have to test if it means something
jake returns from his mission on complete autopilot
just so damn tired
throws down his duffle on top of some socks he doesn't remember leaving out and just hits the shower for a long, long time
he hasn't talked to you yet
he hasn't even seen you except your car is home and your door is shut
he goes about his business
the volume on his speakers isn't high but he hears you speaking and assumes you're on the phone
he pays it no mind. he is glad to be home, glad you're fine since he's just been in a part of the world where most people are not safe.
in a weird sort of way, he feels he's earned the mundane sort of comfort that comes from "the same ol'" of this house
he's wiped out, so he crawls into bed with his headphones immediately, hair barely toweled dry, not bothering with boxers because...why make more laundry?
and then the worst thing happens
there's a man's voice coming through his headphones, and jake scowls in frustration and rage
did you go and get a fucking boyfriend? in a couple of days? or goddamnit is this some tinder shit in his home right now?
but it only gets worse
he can hardly contain himself, what with the gagging sounds and this dude telling you to take it like the whore you are, and JAKE WILL LITERALLY BURN THIS PLACE DOWN
now his ass is putting on clothes
now his ass is ready to riot
the sex gets more and more degrading; spanking noises and even choking, but not in a seemingly consensual way, which is when jake rips his headphones off, storms down the hall and barrels straight through your bedroom door
where...you...aren't
no one is. no you. no man.
just your laptop sitting on your desk near the fish tank, playing the money shot of a porn video he was just listening to
get the fuck out. get out. get out. his brain screams, and he bolts
he makes it three feet before stopping short
you're standing at the top of the stairs, a bowl of ice cream in hand, licking the spoon unbelievably slowly with your whole tongue
you're fucked. you're fucked. you're fucked. his brain adds helpfully.
"hey, jakey," you say with a smile. "whatcha doing?"
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A/N: this cat is officially my reaction to pretty much everything because...well...it's very accurate.
[Main Masterlist; Jake Jensen Masterlist; Ko-Fi]
THERE'S A SEQUEL!
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yuri-is-online · 6 months ago
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Trey seeing you like his teasing and bullying, don't tempt the man. He's barely hanging on.
the following is a rough concept? warm up? from a long fic I have been writing on and off for months now. the context is that Trey is sick and Yuu has decided to bring him food before Riddle can kill him w/ Lilia on the assist.
Nothing too explicit... yet. yet
"Seriously." You sigh, focusing on the container and... quivering. Your arms are straining against the containers unintentional vacuum seal, did you run over here to see him as soon as you heard about him fainting? Or were you just too... he doesn't want to say stupid even though it catches in his throat along with his saliva when he sees you roll your lower lip under your teeth and grunt. "It's tight." Yes, something is, wound so tight it ought to snap.
"Need some help?" His voice is uncharacteristically breathy, as is the directness of the offer, and he thinks he can make out disappointment. A phantom strength allows him to sit up as his eyes narrow to let him see just that much better; he tries focusing on your teeth, it's the left canine that's denting your lip. It pushes in as he moves forward, threatens to pierce the flesh. The lump in his throat goes down as he floats more than moves up from the bed, resting his weight against his night stand.
"No." You bring the soup up to your chest before immediately bringing it back down. How silly of you, it must be really hot. "I keep telling you, I'm not doing this because I need you-" Trey moves his arm around to your other side, resting it on his desk and delighting in how clear your surprise is now that he has his glasses on.
"How kind of you." Your tongue peaks out to lick your canine and draws his attention back to your lips. Trey likes your lips, they're so... expressive. Uncontrollable, no matter how much you try to hide how much you want to have him around your lips always give you away. "But you've got to be doing this for some reason." Right now they purse, hooked on his bait and unaware of the line as he leans just a bit more forward crowding you closer to the desk. "That's just how this school works." Your lip trembles. Three more teeth peak out of your mouth and Trey can't even be bothered to list the numbers in his head to distract from where the blood leaving his head is going. He wants to bite down, sink in his own teeth in place of yours and suck-
"Trey!" Thank the seven you put thought to put the food behind you before you went to catch him, Trey's heavy even if you only have to push him back over to his bed which thankfully isn't that far. "You're supposed to be resting." You snatch his glasses from his head before he can even manage to react but he doesn't seem to upset. He wiggles his head back into his pillow, and looks in your vague direction as you finally manage to pop the damn lid off the soup and try to convince yourself the heat hurting your face is from the steam and not your own stupid feelings. "I'll set this over here and get some tea."
"Make some for yourself too." You think you hear him say as you walk on out in a daze.
Trey closes his eyes and tries to take a deep breath without hating himself too much. Something is wrong with him, that's got to be the correct explanation for this.
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biasbuck · 5 months ago
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BiAsBuck’s ficrec Fridays
Happy Fraturday everyone (oops, I'm late!) Back again with another round of the fic I've been reading this week. You can find previous rec lists here.
A reminder I'm here for all buddie/bucktommy/buddietommy configurations, and I'm always on the lookout for more henren fic to read, so please send author and story recs my way! (Feel free to self rec!!!)
15 June 2024
looking for shelter from the cold and the pain by @itsactuallycorrine is a post-7x10 summer fic, from Christopher's perspective. In which after communication is cut off and Chris is in Texas, both Eddie and Buck continue to send emails to keep in touch, and he reads them even if he doesn't respond. They get increasingly more confessional in tone. I really loved how Chris' understanding of them both as people and the revelations they share help him find peace, without glossing over the difficulties and pain caused. Hints of Buddie (and background Bucktommy break up) but mostly about realising parents make mistakes and growing up. A really lovely Chris voice. (Once you've read this one, go read this never would've happened in a catholic high school in which Chris comes home from an inclusive sex ed class with questions. Hilarious and sweet!)
your wings will find you heaven by elizabethgee a post-7x09 and 10 Buck vs Captain Gerrard fic (with Bucktommy) heed the tagged warnings on this one, it's dark and potentially triggering, but taken very seriously. Tommy is nervous when he hears that Gerrard is interim Captain. Buck thinks he can handle it. But things take a difficult turn, and Gerrard's ability to pinpoint and press on a perceived weak spot like caring for others means Buck's put in a horrible position. Cathartic and ultimately triumphant, I just want to give Buck a damn hug for being so brave.
like a bird stealing bread out from under your nose by @cal-daisies-and-briars 'If you’d asked Eddie back in May what rock bottom looked like, it was his son leaving him. That felt like it; everything ruined so entirely that there was no way to ruin it further. There’s always more to lose.' An Eddie Diaz breakdown fic, in which he self destructs and monumentally fucks up with Buck as well, but puts in the work to try and fix it. I particularly enjoyed the focus on Eddie reclaiming the joy in personal hobbies in this one, giving himself space and permission to be his own person.
odd man out by  @messyhairdiaz is an eddietommy focused buddietommy fic! Hooray! In which Eddie's self doubt makes him question whether it's all too good to be true and the triad relationship they've stumbled into is working for Tommy, so Buck convinces them both to go on a solo date. I really loved the communication and negotiation of this, and the lovely dynamic that they're working towards. Plus it's just delightfully flirty. Bless you poly fic, I'm smooching you on the mouth.
Got Your Six by @sonofatoasterwaffle oh god...oh my god. The buddietommy voyeurism BDSM fic. Literally the hottest version of Tommy? He plays them all like a symphony. 'After Buck has a bad experience with a dom, Eddie decides that if Buck wants to scene, he’ll do it with Eddie there to chaperone or not at all. Tommy decides he's cool with that if it means he gets to be the meat in their weird, codependent BDSM sandwich.' Just *chefs kiss* Eddie's down bad and Buck is the sweetest little sub in this, give him directions and show him off!
all the vices i can't give up by @theweewooshow is a smutty Bucktommy phone sexting fic, with an alternative getting together scenario (aka they're unapologetically horny about it.) Buck accidentally sends Tommy a picture of himself with water dripping down his chest, Tommy takes the bait. Things escalate! Lots of fun and very hot.
seeing you with him just don't feel right (you're giving me a heart attack) by @bellabrady based on THAT Brooklyn Nine-Nine episode - in which Buck and Eddie kill Captain Gerrard in the most hilarious way possible. The firefam banter in this is just absolute top notch. Glorious and so so funny. It's what he deserves.
Special Occasions by @pop-me Henren smut and feelings! 'After Buck comes out in S7E6, Hen and Karen reflect on their own first queer loves and intense, romantic sex ensues.' OP's tags promise romantic fisting and well howdy do they deliver! Love when Hen and Karen are celebrated as sexy as hell.
this is it ( the thing everyone's looking for) by diabolicaldean the latest in a collection of Henren one shots, this one is a sweet gentle fluffy piece that celebrate the Wilson family, with the soft place to land that Mara deserves. God I hope season 8 cuts them a break!!
a miserable pile of secrets by @glorious-spoon a post 7x09 fic, in which Buck and Eddie argue, and Hen lends Eddie and ear and gives some tough love. I really appreciated how much this lent into the messy thorny nature of fucking up and fixing things, and owning your mistakes. Hen's perspective is really well drawn.
Okay I'll stop here because it's getting long, but see you all next week!
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twigg96 · 1 year ago
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Strangers like me
Daryl X Reader, Merle & Reader, Dixon Brothers
Era: PreQuarry, Quarry, Woodburry, Prison
POV: Merle's on yours and Daryl's relationship
Pronouns: They/Them. You/ [Y/N]
Summary: When Daryl and Merle find you starving in one of the houses they raid, Merle is more than willing to leave you there to die. But Daryl jumps to your rescue. Feeding you and restoring you back to health. Merle is certain that once you're better you'd leave them alone... but instead you just seemed to stick around. And Daryl seemed to cling to you in this weird way he'd never seen his brother do with anyone else before... intrigued and a little worried for his brother's safety (though he'd never say it out loud) Merle starts to pay a little more attention to the relationship brewing between you and Daryl. That is until the Sheriff arrives and everything goes to hell in a hand basket.
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From the very first day you met Daryl, found starving inside one of the many abandoned houses that Merle and he searched and raided before they settled down at the Quarry, you both had been connected at the hip. Merle had thought it strange at first. Just a cute little crush for his younger brother to entertain while the world went to shit around them. A cute crush that could potentially become quite the fucking problem if you ever got in the way of their survival. "C'mon baby bro..." Merle growled one particularly rainy day when he finally had a chance to get Daryl alone. "Don't cha see they're just usin' ya?" Merle drawled a snake like grin crossing his face as Daryl shot him an uncertain and self conscious glance. But as the little stow away stumbled through the thick brush, proudly holding up a long string of fish they must have noodled out of the nearby crick, Merle watched Daryls eyes gleam and pride radiate from his very body. "Usin' me huh?" Daryl teased walking over to you, helping you wipe the mud and grime from your face in the most gentle way his brother had ever seen.
As the shit hit the fan and the largest herd of walkers the group of three had yet to see approached from seemingly all sides, Merle was certain you were going to die. That you'd be too slow to keep up. That you'd loose your balance or your weak ankles would give out. What worried Merle most was that if you did happen to trip, happen to get hurt. His moron of a brother would risk his own life again to save you. But you were faster than he expected you would be and even though you had complained before of your weak ankles swelling, a part of you Daryl had no problem touching and massaging on a normal day. Another mystery to the eldest Dixon. You seemed to be Leading the charge far in front of both men, pointing and leading them through the woods. Only for a moment did Merle think to be suspicious of your sudden athletic prowess. But it was only for a moment before you reached out and pulled Merle back from tripping over the root of a tree that would have sent him to his death over the edge of a nearby cliff. Feeling the warm squeeze of your hand in his Merle realized that even after you had safely navigated him away from the ledge you were still holding tight to his wrist, a worried look to your face and hot tears staining your cheeks. "Y-you gotta keep up old man!" You finally called back, stifling a sob he knew would have wracked you and slowed you down... Well damn. Merle followed you into a well abandonded cabin deep in the woods, one that he could tell just by lookin at it was a distillery at one point in it's life. Shoving what little furniture the cabin had up against the windows and doors the trio waited with baited breath as the herd pushed past, begging that none of them would tear through the thin walls in the night while you rested.
"Alrigh'..." Merle grumbled tossing his pack in the corner, glaring at the way his brother was doting on you, letting you lean on him for support to catch your breath. Your hand rested softly on his chest and if Merle had been a dumb man, which he fuckin wasn't. He would have missed the way you intertwined your fingers with Daryl's other hand. "Tell me." Merle growled sitting across from the two who seemingly scrambled to get away from one another in order to avoid getting caught. "Don't know wha-" Daryl tried to bullshit him but Merle could see right through his brother. "Ah! Don't try that shit." Merle growled growing more and more agitated by the minute. Agitated that the two of them thought they could just sneak around him with out him finding out. Agitated that his brother thought he was some kinda fool and couldn't figure it out on his own. But, most of all, agitated that Daryl hadn't trusted him with the truth earlier. "How long have ya known each other?" Merle hissed, gesturing between the two blushing kids. And god they really did look like kids to him now. Despite being covered in mud, walker bits and blood, they both looked so... damned young. "Well..." Merle huffed when he received nothing but silence from either his brother or you in return. "I already told ya." Daryl tried to lie once more, not daring to meet his eyes. "We just met the other day... you were there." You nodded your head a little too enthusiastically to try and convince Merle... something that didn't sit right with the older Dixon. "Bull shit." Merle huffed shaking his head. "There's somethin' more goin' on between you two..." Merle muttered jabbing a finger at his brother's chest then yours. "You two have been all buddy buddy since we picked the runt up." Merle stated watching carefully as you seemed to pull away from the crassness of his voice and Daryl... well if Daryl realized he was doing it Merle had no idea but he had shifted his body slightly to place himself between his brother and you, a deep scowl plastered on his face. "Don't you dare call them names... they just saved yer hide." Daryl hissed defensively. And there it was. Love. Merle sighed shaking his head a small smirk gracing his lips. But, who was he to make them realize what it was called before either of them said it out loud? Instead Merle slapped his knee. "Ah... shit. Thought I recognized 'em from before... must just be tired." Merle sighed, standing with a low groan to go set up his corner of the cabin.
After that long night, Merle kept a closer eye on you two from the shadows. He didn't distrust you as much anymore you were always quick to have not only Daryl’s back but his own and Merle warmed up to you coming to see you as more of a family member and less as of a threat. But that didn't mean that you got to just do whatever you wanted to his little brother in the middle of the apocalypse without someone watching your dumbass backs. Most of the time what Merle observed was tame. A small brush of the hands while you two walked further ahead than him. A bump of the shoulders while they were sitting alone by the fire. When they finally arrived at the Quarry, the three of them kept mostly to themselves finding the small group's leader that took them in suffocating and a hard ass. Shane, the wannabe jughead, was insufferable on a good day. He harassed you on a near constant basis when his own makeshift piece of ass wasn't around to keep him on his toes. "What're ya doing hanging around these fuckin' hicks?" He asked you one day while you were busy skinning the rabbits you had caught. A glare was all you graced him with before he plopped down on the log beside you. "There's more than enough room for you to bunk down next to us ya know... next to me." The perverted ex-cop cooed leaning closer to you. But, much to Merle's glee and entertainment, you looked completely appalled and disinterested. Flipping the man off you shoved the bloody skinned rabbit into his arms. "There... dinner for the young ones." You growled, walking down to the water's edge to wash off.
But, the bastard didn't give up easily. Even once the others in the camp had started to put two and two together that you might... maybe... possibly be in an intimate relationship with the youngest of the Dixon boys and were officially off limits Shane persisted. Merle watched you carefully on the days that the two lovebirds at the camp drank too much and tore into each other. It happened more often than Merle ever felt comfortable with and always ended with a very drunken Shane attempting to shove a wedge into whatever relationship was forming between you and Daryl. But Merle knew his baby brother... his self confidence was in the gutter. And so when another young buck entered his territory, Daryl tended to run and hide or duck his head. "Tell me something." Shane slurred one night, nearly sitting on Daryl's lap in order to slide between you and him. If you hadn't begged Merle to leave well enough alone earlier in the day when the arguing startled the deer the three of you had been hunting all day, he might have put the man out of his misery then and there. "Why do you go out and do all this men's work?" Shane asked drunkenly slurring his words, waving around his half empty beer bottle towards your bow and Daryl's crossbow. "You'd be much better off if you just stayed here with the women and... ya know did women work." Merle had stifle the laugh that bubbled up in his throat watching the way your face morphed from confused disgust to pure astonished hatred. "Ex-fucking-scuse me?!" You hissed. And lordy above if looks could kill Shane would have been fuckin' toast. If not only from the searing glare you sent his way but the absolute daggers Daryl was piercing into the back of Shane's skull at the sheer audacity this man had. But... it seemed that on this night Shane just wanted to test his luck with you. "Yeah... I mean." Shane grabbed your wrist flipping your hand over to look at the palm of your hand. "No one as beautiful as you deserves to have calluses this thick. Besides... you're too delicate for anything more than washing clothes." Oh yeah... that did it. Merle chuckled as you stood and brought the very hand Shane had been holding across his face. "Don't you ever touch me you prick!" You hissed. But something about the way Shane's demeanor didn't set right with Merle... He was too still. He just stared off into space. A look Merle was far too familiar with having served in the military and time in prison. It was a dangerous distant look. But before Shane could act on whatever was brewing in his mind, you stormed off into darkness of the woods, Daryl hot on your tail.
The argument that followed could be heard for a good half mile. "I said leave me the hell alone Daryl!" Merle heard you yell, frustrated and sobbing from within the trees. Merle heard his brother mutter something vaguely sad and soft. It was your first real fight so if he had to guess Daryl was asking what was wrong, or what he could do to help... the poor bastard. "You think they'll be ok?" Dale, the group's resident crazy elderly man asked Merle softly. The older Dixon shrugged, pulling the flashlight from his backpack with an annoyed sigh. "It's not [Y/N] I'm worried about." He muttered lowly, standing with a pained groan. "Fine you wanna talk so bad let's fuckin' talk!" Your scream could be heard all across the Quarry and Merle knew... Daryl was in fuckin' trouble. "I better go get his dumb ass before they kill each other." Merle sighed rolling his eyes. Merle tracked his brother and wannabe in-law down and reminding them that the walkers still existed and were dangerous even when they were pissed off at each other. You insisted that maybe... you should just sleep in Dale's RV for a while. With that said and tears rolling down your cheeks you stormed off back towards the camp. Merle watched you go for a moment before turning to his brother who for all intents and purposes was completely distraught. Daryl paced back and forth growling nonsense, punching the bark off of tree trunks, and grasping at the short hair on his head. "What the fuck?!" Daryl whined, kicking a dead tree down. Merle would have quipped back with something nasty and hurtful. He certainly wanted to... But he figured that maybe this time he should just keep his fuckin' trap shut and try listening this time. "They told me they needed space... so I walked a little slower to give 'em space. They got pissed when I asked what I asked what I could do then told me I didn't do shit so why even ask that. And now they want to sleep in the camper with Dale?!" Daryl growled huffing and plopping down the freshly made tree stump. Merle couldn't help but to laugh at his little brother rolling his eyes at Daryl's nonissue. "Wha' you fuckin' laughing at?!" Daryl hissed standing to get in Merle's face. "Got two bits of advice fer ya little brother." Merle murmured, a cocky smirk plastered across his face. "First... don't ever talk ta yer partner when they tell ya to fuck off. No matter how mad they are or what started it. Just let them be mad fer a bit..." Daryl stared at Merle like he grew a second head. "But I was jus' worried about walkers." Daryl muttered, shuffling his feet. Merle rolled his eyes. "That's the second tip little brother... grow a pair of balls." Merle teased, grabbing his own crotch for emphasis. "You say to me you were just worried about walkers but that's bull shit... you were trying to smooth things over because you know you fucked up by letting Deputy Dickface harass and touch your partner whenever he feels like it... that's why they want to sleep in Dale's camper. Not because their especially pissed at you little bro... but you won't do anything to Shane so they don't feel safe if he were to try something." Daryl flapped his gums for a moment but Merle was already headed back to camp. "Just something to chew on little bro..."
Over the next few days Merle watched you and Daryl slowly make up in the solace of the woods. If he actually gave a shit he'd say it was cute... Daryl did his very best for you. He gave you a portion of his meal every time you all ate despite your protests. He taught you how to cock and shoot his cross bow properly. Merle thought it was cute funny that you tried your damnedest to ignore the way Daryl's body pressed into your back, his left hand pressed to your tummy, explaining that if you took deep enough breaths through your stomach your aim would be less shaky. He almosted missed the way that his little brother's right hand was so gently caressing you to help you position your arms closer to your body and that his breath was tickling the back of your neck as he almost whispered the encouragement into your ear as you pulled the trigger and shot your first deer with the new weapon. But the crushing hug he gave you afterwards, the little twirl and small, “You fuckin’ did it sunshine!” That. That was not a memory neither you or Merle were willing to ignore or push away any time soon. Even though he'd never say it out loud, Merle was damned proud of the his little brother. Especially the next time Deputy Dog came sniffing around. Daryl was by your side in an instant despite having been at the other side of the camp when the ex-cop first approached you. "Heard you were takin' a break from the hicks fer a while..." Shane hummed moving his hand to brush back a piece of your hair that had fallen into your face. "The only thing they'll be breakin' is yer nose if ya don't leave them alone." Daryl growled, walking around the two of you to take your waist, pulling you close to him. Unbeknownst to you at the time. You were teaching the youngest Dixon as well. You taught him the patience to listen even when all he wanted to do was run off in a confused huff or get moody. Merle watched on a little amused as you taught Daryl to fish using only your hand, a gleam of desire shining in his little brother's eyes as he watched you rolling around in the mud bear wrestling a giant catfish to land. You taught Daryl compassion. Something that some what weirded Merle out as the two of you approached Dale and Glenn one day offering to help out at the camper.
The worst day of Merle's life thus far came the day the Sheriff arrived. He was certain that as he sat handcuffed on the roof he was going to die. Even as he sawed his own hand from his arm he was sure he was going to die. But the one thought in his mind remained the same. He had to live to make it to see his little brother again. Even if it were just a glimpse. Even if he just got to know he was ok. Days of mending his wounded stump within the confines of Atlanta turned into weeks of wondering the backroads of Gorgia as he finally made his way back to their campsite. Eating and sleeping from dumpster to dumpster became a regular occurrence and then a necessity as Merle crashed hard detoxing from his array of vices he kept in his bike's side satchel. When Merle finally made it to the campsite, only to find rows and rows of mass graves burried there, the cars, his bike, and the camper gone. Merle had never known that level of loss in his life. Not even in the midst of war did Merle feel so much pain, digging on his knees with his only good hand into the shallow graves praying for the first time in his life that he wouldn't find the faces of his little brother or his brother's lover. But when they all came up as members of their makeshift community, people he hardly knew due to his isolation, Merle wept for the first time in a long time.
Years passed. Merle was "saved" from a life off drifting by the Governor. The Governor's men had found him, starving, nearly waisted away along the side of the road one evening. They had originally tried to kill him, seeing him as a parasite within the bounds of their territory. But time after time, group after group, Merle beat them. He was either able to evade them into the shadows and tight spaces of some abandoned building, going deep withing the walker infested parts of the cities the scouts weren't willing to go. Or he killed each and every one of the bastards that cornered him. But eventually... Merle grew tired and relented. The life he knew in Woodbury was not lavish nor grand by any sense of the word. Merle was a lacky used for his strength and military training... he was used to entertain the residents of Woodbury and keep the other lackies and prisoners in check. It was his job and for a while at least... he was good at it. Why wouldn't he be? It kept food in his belly and enough booze in his system to keep him numb to the horrific things he had to do to keep his position. But to say Merle was simply taking what was given to him was a drastic understatement. No... He may have been a hard headed moron on a good day, but Merle had a plan. One that involved taking the governor down and taking him for all he was worth in the process. Unfortunately for him, he tended to run his big mouth when he was drunk. A habit he was warned would kill him one day... But, Merle wasn't in the business of listening to his little brother's dumb advice especially when he was certain he was dead. Had to be after all the time that had passed between them. So instead when he missed him... he talked about him to the only people who listened... the governor and his lackies.
When Merle found the little Korean squirt loading up baby supplies into that car, he nearly shit himself. If that twerp was still alive, you and Daryl had to be... right? He knew it was impulsive. He knew the target was the samurai. But if he lost track of the twerp now... he could loose you and Daryl forever and that just wasn't a risk Merle was willing to take. He lied to the governor told him he killed the samurai but everything was lost in the blast... a bold lie for sure but a strong one when he held a single lock of hair. The governor seemingly believed him for the mean time and even offered to help interview the girl. An offer Merle should have known better than to accept. But emotions were already high and his judgement had been clouded. However... Merle did not expect Glenn to have such a steel trap. The boy took blow after blow, ribs cracking, nose breaking, blood spilling all in the name of protecting the ones he loved and cherished. Merle tried like Hell to get him to understand. "I just need ta know where Daryl and his partner are... I'll let ya and yer lady friend go if ya just tell me already!" Merle growled finally pushed to the breaking point when Glenn spit all over him. Of course Merle knew he went too far after he threw the walker into the room with Glenn. He was just so confused and frustrated that Glenn was so loyal... Maybe the girl would be easier to break. But what he found in her cell, the governor standing behind her half naked frame with her pinned to the table sent him from frustrated to furious in an instant. If it weren't for the nagging part of his brain reminding him there was something he truly needed at the end of all of this... Merle might have gone rouge then and there. "Hey..." Merle finally got out, straining his voice to hide any emotion. "They... They need ya up top." Merle lied. This time not caring about the repercussions of this particular lie. Merle waited outside watching as the governor passed him by before walking into the room they kept Glenn in. The boy was bloodied, bruised and beaten. He had broken the wooden chair he was taped to in order to kill the walker but by god he survived. Maybe the punk had more moxie than Merle gave him credit for... Without giving the kid a chance to run, Merle grabbed him by the arm, escorting him into the next room where his girl sat covering herself. A wave of hot shame and posionous guilt washed over Merle as he shoved Glenn into the room. His only thought being... What if someone somewhere was doing this to you and Daryl... If he was willing to go this far... how far would someone else go? Tossing his vest at Glenn's girl he looked away, hoping that maybe if he was lucky he'd see his little brother again one day.
When the shooting started and the alarm was raised that prisoners were loose in the city of Woodbury, Merle knew Glenn's people had come to save them. Despite the impressive show he made of firing into the smoke, Merle did his best to miss the figures that crept and ran around. If you or Daryl were in fact amongst one of the few to be there, the last thing he wanted to do was accidently hit either of you. Instead his aim was at the Woodbury residents who dared aim a gun at the fleeing trespassers. God did he pay for it once everything calmed down... the Governor's daughter a walker he kept trapped and locked away was slaughtered during the fight and the Governor wanted blood. Placing Merle in the middle of the fighting ring, a position he wasn't unfamiliar with by this point in his career and life, Merle mentally and physically prepared himself. He expected the Walkers to be released on him. He expected to be whipped and possibly publicly shamed. What he didn't expect... was Daryl. His baby brother chained, beaten, battered, bruised, and whipped being drug into the arena with him. Worse than that, the very second he moved to step towards him, the Governor issued the very rules Merle prayed wouldn't be said in the arena. "To the death..." And so Merle did as ordered. He fought like it was his last breath. Using the governor's waning trust in him, Merle took the first blow sending an unsuspecting Daryl stumbling back. "Merle please." The words killed him as Merle stood over Daryl. But the eldest Dixon had a plan... he always did. Before he knew it snipers from the buildings above were firing down on the walkers and crowd making room for the rush of the crowd that rushed in, slaughtering whoever they had too to free Daryl.
Merle followed the group out, whether they wanted them too or not, Daryl refused to let them touch him. Despite it all Daryl was still loyal to his brother. But the group felt differently... and why wouldn't they? Merle knew he had done unspeakable acts against them... but he didn't ask to have them shoved in his face every two seconds. When enough was enough he and Daryl stormed off. Something they were good at. "Come on baby brother, your better off without them." Merle muttered, trying his damnedest to cheer his little brother up. But it all ended up just blowing up in his face... "We gotta go back to the prison. I need to go back..." Daryl muttered, more like a chant as he lead them deeper into the woods. "The prison? Why the hell do ya wanna go back there?" Merle asked, struggling to keep up with Daryl's determined stride. "Loyalty. Don't know if ya know anythin' about it... and I gotta... They need me." Daryl growled, glaring at his older brother as they ducked under branches. "I know more about loyalty than you ever will!" Merle had yelled. "Maybe you would if you had been there once fer me!" Daryl had screamed back. Merle huffed shaking his head. "Bull shit little brother. This ain't about loyalty. This is about somethin' else..." Merle mumbled trying to read the expression on his brother's face. "Whatever... this was a bad fuckin' idea." Daryl growled. Merle grabbed the back of Daryl's shirt when he tried to walk back to the road without him a familiar feeling of fear and abandonment washing over him as he did. The scars on Daryl's back were horrendous. And Merle knew exactly where they came from. "I-I'm so sorry... I-I never knew..." Merle tried to explain but Daryl was having none of it. "No... You did it's why you left... but it never stopped when you did." Merle couldn't help the pained laugh that escaped his lips. Daryl wasn't wrong. He was reading him like a book... when did he learn to do that? The two walked in silence for a while. Daryl tried like hell to get Merle to come back to the prison with him. But Merle knew deep down he never could. The people there would kill him. It was simple. When the baby's wail pierced the air and Daryl looked panicked, jumping into action without a moments hesitation. Something clicked. "They still alive?" Merle asked after Daryl finally handed the tiny baby back to it's family with a pained look to his face. "Huh? Yeah... Wha' cha mean by that?" Daryl asked, gesturing to the whimpering newborn wriggling in it's mother's arms as they all ran down the highway. "Not the baby, Daryl." Merle sighed. Daryl cocked a confused brow and craned his head. "[Y/N]? Yeah... They're still alive." Daryl huffed when he finally caught on to what Merle was asking. Pushing past his older brother Merle sighed. "You tell them yet?" Merle muttered, following Daryl off of the bridge. "Tell them what?" Daryl asked rolling his eyes at his brother's sudden interest in playing twenty questions. "That ya love 'em." Merle murmured. Watching as Daryl slowed to a stop, Merle hoped for a small second that his little brother would tell him off and send him packing. But instead for the first time since they reunited, Daryl looked like what he remembered him to be. Timid. Shy. And a little embarrassed. But still, the little shit nodded. "Ya want ta come see them?" Daryl asked softly, gesturing with his head in the direction he wanted to go. "They miss ya somethin' fierce."
Before this point... Merle had believed anxiety to be a myth. Something people made up to whine about or get out of work. But as he marched his way to the prison gates with Daryl by his side, Merle suddenly felt very small. It was a good thing that he had something to do when they first arrived... kill all the walkers they could to get in... but once they were done and the dust had settled, Merle was very aware of how many eyes were staring him down. Whispers of "What is he doing here?" and "Why did Daryl bring him back?" resonated deep within his soul. But one voice stood out above the rest. "Daryl?!" Your voice and the sound of your approaching footsteps as you sprinted to find him echoed from inside the prison walls. As you stepped into the greens of the courtyard Merle stood stalk still completely stunned. You looked stunning, your hair grown longer, your skin a little tanner than he remembered, and most shockingly of all... a little tike rested on your hip. The toddler clung to your shirt and buried into your heaving collar bone as you fought to catch your breath. Tears flowed down your cheeks as you ran to Daryl, who met you without hesitation halfway into the courtyard. "W-When you didn't come back-" You sobbed kissing Daryl's jaw before burying your face in the crook of his neck. "It's ok... I just had to take a little detour." Daryl whispered taking the little one from you and kissing their face, blowing raspberries on their cheek for good measure. The tike giggle and squealed in Daryl's arms pushing his head away from their own. "Daddy stop!" They squealed. Daddy? Merle blinked rubbing his eyes with his good hand. He didn't think he was gone that long... "Merle?" Your voice called out as he looked back up at his little, growing, family. "The one and only." Merle gleamed grinning from ear to ear as you wrapped your arms around his middle. "I'm so happy you're ok..." Your tone was happy and soft but turned as dark and piercing as the glare you shot up at Merle. "Merle Dixon... you know I respect you as Daryl's brother... and you know that I owe you and your brother my life... but, you really hurt Daryl with the actions you took in your past... now you have a chance to make them right. If you don't... or if you ever hurt Daryl with another dumbass mistake that makes you get lost or separated from us again. Know I'm going to be personally searching for you to beat your ass until you apologize." Merle tried to take you seriously... he really did. But as your voice grew thick and the tears from earlier began to flow Merle just couldn't find it in himself to even attempt to look scared of you. Instead the eldest Dixon pulled you close letting you rest your head against his chest to sob. "You idiot... You absolute fucking idiot." You sobbed.
Late that night Merle stared up at the stars from the sanctuary of the prison grounds. The groans of the dean did nothing to bother him much any more. The sound of approaching footsteps however put him on edge and forced him to turn to face his potential attackers. But, it was just Daryl, coming to sit beside him in the wet grass of the night. "Hey." Daryl muttered. "Hey..." Merle whispered back looking back at the door to see if you had followed him out. "[Y/N] not coming out?" He asked softly. Daryl chuckled and shook his head. "Nah... she just got Sapphire down for the night." Daryl murmured, rolling his eyes with a laugh as he caught his brother's judgmental stare. "Look we didn't name 'er that... She knew 'er name when we found 'er and we couldn't bare to change it when it was the last thing she had of her real parents." Daryl said softly. Merle hummed in recognition. "Ya got a cute kid..." Daryl nodded, rubbing his arm. "Thanks. Try ta do right by her, ya know..." Daryl muttered and Merle completely understood because he always had and always would try and do right by his family... Even if it killed him.
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I saw the banner and it’s kinda relief that Kaveh isn’t pulling up with Haitham, even though the community I’m in is absolutely losing their marbles over this ahahah. Hopefully he will be with Nilou instead, I want them both 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻
Though OMG I saw one of the voice lines from new Sumeru guy Sethos regarding Haitham and Kaveh and the ship pandering that you’ve mentioned before, it’s so real 🙁 Like it’s along the lines of “Something about those two guys hanging out together, you just can’t look away.” Apparently the original CN line doesn’t even carry the same implication, like it focuses more on the fact that ah, these two famous people are hanging out and it’s eye-catching (?), iirc. For some reason English translator wanted it to look more sus ig. And the fandom is gobbling it up… haizzzz 🙄
I don’t know anymore honestly, when Mihoyo tosses the bait, the fandom will absolutely latch on to that stuff and make sure to rub it in everyone’s faces. “Ah, they are GAY for each other and everyone else who doesn’t feel the same way is WRONG” kind of thing. As far as I’ve seen, the only other ship whose fans get so insistent and up in arms about their ship and the sexuality HCs is a certain pair of Inazuman women (and even for these two idk if Mihoyo has baited as hard as they have for Haitham and Kaveh???). To many fans, close same-sex friendships are no longer viable; they must be kissing and getting hitched next week. And as usual, bisexual people do not exist in Hoyoverse fandom’s eyes. They’ve locked me out of Pride Month 🤣
Also, I was thinking about how pushy the fans could get and I wonder if it’s something that’s exclusive to the English-speaking fandom? IIRC I’ve also seen other nationalities such as the Indonesian fans who say that their part of fandom is not any better �� Cos I’m genuinely curious if the CN/JP/KR (or any other nationality) fans get so aggressive about ships, sexuality HCs, etc. I remember another anon mentioned how shipping as activism has become a thing and it seems like it’s really big among American fans in particular (and at this point, probably other anglophone fans).
I don’t even play HSR (cos no space on my device) but I’m just absolutely eating up the AvenStelle and AvenPaz feasts in lieu of what NL crumbs there are for Kaveh because hot DAMN Aventurine is just so fine. 😭 And Stelle, Topaz… they’re soooo pretty (it’s a digression but when I was at the con, many girls dressed as Stelle, and I observed that her fit looks good on pretty much everyone). I find it kinda interesting that even though Aventurine has a popular BL ship and a fandom that also likes to do the “he can’t be anything but gay because of his looks and personality” thing, he also has not just one but two popular NL ships. The tags for both on Twitter are alive and kicking, compared to if you go onto KavehLumi, KaveLou, etc and it’s a very, very small trickle of activity in comparison.
Not quite ready to stop playing yet because I need to build up my new team with Layla, Faruzan, Scara but maybe after I’ve done this, I’ll take a break to cook Kaveh food on AO3 ahahahah.
I think that I lack the ability to write short asks… Hope it is not too painful to read (and sorry for negative vibes 🙁).
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Welcome back 🍓 Anon! No worries, I like receiving long asks ^_^ They're not painful to read at all, trust me. Nothing will ever top the pain that is reading academic research papers 😐
In the same vein, I hope my super long responses aren't too much for you. I can't keep them short even if I tried. And don't apologize for negative vibes, I get that sometimes you want to vent your frustrations and thoughts with someone who can relate. I would even say that between the two of us, I'm more negative haha 😅
I legit wanted to celebrate with a bottle of champagne when it was revealed Kaveh wasn't on Haitham's banner. Finally a win. I know the community is having a meltdown, but truth be told, their tears water my crops, clear my skin, and and extend my life by 10 years. 😊 I'm having a good day. If I actually bothered to look at their comments, I'd grab a bag of popcorn and have a field day.
And yes, I also hope he's with Nilou! I always thought they'd be together since they're both bloom-based, but some people speculate he might be with Furina/Sigewinne. Guess we'll see. Kaveh has been gone for over a year, which is so unusual for a 4 star. I though they were withholding him because of the deletion glitch a hacker did using him, but it's been a good while since then...
Regarding English localization... it has been established since a while ago that the English translation for Genshin and HSR leaves much to be desired. There have been multiple instances of mistranslations and butchering of characterization. Rhinedottir, Nahida, and Arlecchino had masculine pronouns in the beginning before the translators realized they messed up. Characters dialogue is often translated to sound more aggressive than it actually is, or subtleties get omitted entirely. It's a mess, basically.
I also wouldn't be surprised if the English localization team for Hoyo is trying to push their own agenda using their translations. Over the past year, I've seen proof that English localizers for anime and Japanese video games push their personal beliefs by butchering the original source material to suit their political standpoints.
The fandom doesn't even need poorly-translated dialogue to gobble up ship crumbs. They twist and misconstrue official media to try and push their ship being canon. Basically make their own crumbs haha.
I would agree with you that the only other same-sex ship that gets as much gatekeeping and toxicity as the Roommate Ship TM is the one with the electro Inazuman ladies. I would also go as far as to say that yes, they also get almost as much pandering, though maybe a tiny bit less? Just a bit. At least both of them can be seen solo or interacting with other characters frequently, and don't have forced moments of interaction for ship bait.
Please don't get me started on same-sex dynamics in Genshin and HSR. It feels like you can ask any shipper of a popular same-sex ship, and they'll tell you that every single character is either gay or lesbian, no in-between. And if they do accept other sexualities, then characters can be anything but straight. NEVER straight (as a saw someone say about Aventurine while using his lightcone art with Ratio as "proof" that he can't possibly be straight, how dare you ship him with a woman).
So yes, according to a significant portion of the fandom, only homosexuality exists, all other sexualities be damned. And yes, characters of the same sex can never be just friends, they're only ever "implied to be a canon gay/lesbian couple". The worst part is that Mihoyo actively encourages their delusions by pandering to the BL and GL sides of the fandom, and the toxic portions of those rub it in everyone else's face, as you said.
It's ok 🍓 Anon, even if they locked you out of Pride Month, you can come celebrate it with me 😊 (I'm straight though, hope that's ok).
The English-speaking side of the fandom is definitely extremely toxic. They've become notorious for harassing artists from East Asia over ships, so they've got a bad rep there too.
As far as I've personally seen, the Japanese side is pretty chill. People liberally block and mute stuff and people they don't want to see, but they do it quietly to avoid conflict.
I have a friend in China, and she told me that the toxicity is just as bad there as it is in the West. Chinese fans don't fight over sexuality, but they do fight over BL and NL ships. I can't say anything about Korea since I haven't seen anything from them, but I imagine it might be similar.
I also want to add that I haven't seen any ship wars for the Russian side of fandom, but I might just not be looking in the right places. I'd be pressed to find NL stuff there, though...
Lmao, Aventurine converted so many players to HSR. I was one of them (thought I started before he was drip marketed). That man is simply too gorgeous. And oh my god, you cannot imagine how stoked I was that Avenstelle (and Avenpaz) became so popular! It helps that Aventurine is still a new character, so his ships are very popular at the moment, but for two NL ships to be so abundant? Mihoyo would be fools to shoehorn him with Ratio, like what they did to Kaveh. Lowkey, I hope Avenstelle can be as popular as Chilumi so Mihoyo does more with them in the story (and I can continue seeing fanart of them years later).
Kaveh is a tragic case, but I think that's mostly because he has two things going against him:
1) He's a "tall" man, and as we have all seen, Mihoyo loves to create "tall" characters in same-sex pairs.
2) He's a 4 star. 4 stars are always less popular compared to 5 stars, both in ship combinations and overall popularity (I would know, 90% of my fav male characters are 4 stars. There's so little solo and NL content for them).
Surprisingly, Kaveh has a lot of NL ships (with Faruzan and even Layla too), it's just unfortunate they're not popular. Kinda hard to be popular when Mihoyo gives no food for those ships, and the toxic shippers harass you for shipping him with a girl. Mihoyo isn't even trying.
On the bright side, though there isn't much regular content for Kavehlumi and Kavelou, there are dedicated fans for those pairings that still create things for those ships.
I run a Daily Kavehlumi Twitter account, and though it's not bustling (I'm just not good at garnering a following lol), it's got over 200 posts and I still haven't even gotten through the majority of all Kavehlumi content that exists on Twitter. We'll be hosting a Kavehlumi week in July, and I hope we'll get a few participants to make even more content to celebrate the ship. I'll be taking a break from posting on Tumblr this month to write some things for it.
I'm curious though, what kind of Kaveh food are you hoping to cook? 👀 Is it for a specific ship, or something else?
Anyways, I wish you luck on building your Scara team (Who is the 4th member, btw?), and may you have a good day! 😘
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ashintheairlikesnow · 2 years ago
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Watching a documentary on Edward II while I work and in this doc:
1. They repeatedly call Piers Gaveston Edward's "best mate" and "close friend", then have one seven-second acknowledgement that they were probably lovers before immediately returning to calling them pals, buds, just mates being dudes, my guys, just bros like bros will be, totally normal friendship here
2. Piers is not depicted as half so pretty as he likely was. He is handsome, yes, but very... dirty compared to everyone else? And also, dude, brush your hair. Come on. Piers Gaveston was famously not only arrogant but vain!
3. The actor playing Edward is playing this documentary dramatization like he is going for the motherfucking Oscar, he is amazing. I love him, my God someone give this man jobs and money!
4. They speak French! Just like everyone actually did!
5. Hugh Despenser has perfect hair, which seems in character
6. The documentary definitely doesn't admit the simple truth that Hugh Despenser the Younger was almost certainly Pretty Man Bait to get Edward II to give the Despensers power.
7. The doc DOES do a great job of showing what an absolute disaster Edward II was at basically everything forever
8. It does contain the most excellent line, "To the people of the time, Edward could have been bedding his priest, his page boy, and his horse, so long as he was governing the kingdom properly."
9. Isabella's actress is also incredible. That woman does some impeccable face-acting.
10. Man. The moral of this documentary - and of his life - should be "This man did not deserve the wild glory inherent in his amazing wife."
11. Now Hugh Despenser needs to brush his hair! Maybe Edward just likes 'em grungy.
12. Edward is the epitome of being shown exactly what he needs to do and then doing the opposite.
13. I am genuinely impressed at how carefully they dance around admitting that Edward was definitely up in Hugh Despenser's business, too. His manly business.
14. Wait, I take it back. The real moral of this story is "take a woman's children from her arms and she will burn you to the ground and spit on your ashes."
15. Honestly, I don't blame her.
16. THEY CALLED HER THE SHE-WOLF FOR A REASON, MOTHERFUCKERS.
17. Also, hell yeah for Isabella's brother the King of France working with her on this. He absolutely knew Isabella was being underestimated and he made sure he never did.
18. Oh, so we can admit Isabella and Roger Mortimer were sleeping together, huh? We can admit that? I mean as long as it's decently hetero, sure, let's have a whole sex scene. But God forbid we admit Edward and Piers might have held hands under a tree even once.
19. THEY PUT A SEX NOISE IN EVEN
20. Honestly now I'm mad.
21. "She has a number of men closer to a moderate house party than an invading force." Okay, that line redeems you somewhat.
22. Awwwww puppies hunting the disgraced king, sweet. I love when dogs are clearly checking for cues from their trainers just off screen.
23. A FIFTY FOOT GALLOWS SEEMS EXCESSIVE. Oh holy shit they hung him without quite killing him, then de-genitaled and- god damn, Isabella. This seems like a bit much.
24. SHE MADE A POINT OF EATING WHEN THEY CUT HIS DICK OFF.
25. Isabella is terrifying. I am in wild irrational love.
26. I'm sorry they put WHAT up Edward's ass. A red hot WHAT
27. I feel like that probably didn't actually happen but honestly, I don't doubt Isabella is capable of it. And also, um, these deaths seem... To send a message.
28. "Edward's wife and her lover-" oh, are you sure they're not just best mates? Buddies? Pals? Like Edward and Gaveston?
29. Oh he probably just like... was smothered. That makes way more sense. He could be "found dead" then and it could be claimed to be natural causes.
30. Underestimate pissed off French women at your peril, English kings.
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Continuation of this post:
https://64.media.tumblr.com/daf6baf2991af2603461877a367ce44d/5bc3807f27b5836a-3d/s400x600/21bfbe48f4c406e9496b2749c6fb01633c036d7f.gifv after Jace and his sister's (unknowing) show, their neighbors are surprised to find them JUST cuddling... until the sister starts rubbing her ass against his covered cock too much
https://64.media.tumblr.com/0a300be5e9434711645b6ff49919e251/tumblr_pnybtyraro1vnsp7o_500.gifv she loves being pounded into her bed by her brother, but they both have an unspoken understanding that fucking in their mom's bed is what really gets them out of control meaning most times are spent there
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https://64.media.tumblr.com/9e9842bf7dc44fc8c5d6f29c287b1126/181f93829b486f24-29/s500x750/15a47e443a83d4b3effa58572266f6fb3e479765.gifv while they noticed his love for being balls deep in his sister's pussy, the neighbors didn't expect to see him be so tender towards her... almost as if he was stepping in to be her boyfriend or husband if you went off how he seemed to find an excuse to cum inside her no matter what
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ALL OF THIS! too damn hot ! Fucking in Rhaenyra's bed is mouth watering; they love it when they have the house to themselves !!
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symbioticsimplicity · 2 years ago
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So some of my friends have never seen Buffy and we're watching through it. I haven’t seen it since I was a kid, so there's a lot I don't remember.
We're on season 6 right now and I'm just-- what the fuck yo???
I know the show was technically supposed to end after season 5, but still, holy hell season 6 is a nightmare. I'm mad about everything honestly but I specifically wanna call out how Spike gets treated???
Cause like. What. The. Fuck???
They call this dude for everything. Like the moment something goes down they call him to help and he comes running every time. Makes sure Dawn is safe, takes care of anyone injured and makes sure they get to safety, is the other strongest fighter, knows a shitload about the supernatural world and if not where to find it. He's generally super fucking useful, and he's usually pretty damn cool and friendly with them unless someone's a dick first.
So WHY do most of the characters treat him like hes still horrible?? He literally spent the entire last season helping them. He took a freakin torture session from a GOD and nearly got dusted to keep Dawn safe. He also helped take care of Dawn after Buffy died.
Yet most of the group act like he's only out for himself and like he's just fucking evil all the time!
I remember being pissed when he got frozen out of Joyce's funeral too. They clearly had a friendly relationship, they watched soap operas together ffs. Spike routinely got called in to protect her and Dawn and did so without hesitation. There were plenty of times he and Joyce just shot the shit because he actually genuinely liked her. And yet he's not allowed to mourn her???
I don't get how you can depend on someone so obviously but then act like they're not part of the group??
Especially since its pretty fuckin obvious when they hurt his feelings. Its not like he tries to come off as cool and unaffected, he wears his heart on his sleeve. He's actually probably one of the only characters to routinely demonstrate actual emotional intelligence and empathy.
It just... irks me to see him get treated like dirt routinely when he's been doing his best to show them he's friendly for years now.
And like "he tried to kill them" isn't really a good enough reason in this story?? Anya tried to kill them, and is an ex-demon. She's still welcomed into the group. Angel too, tbh and he did FAR more emotional damage. But like even though he's not around for long after, they still talk about him fondly and Buffy keeps in contact with him over the years. Amy tried to kill them too and she got brought back with all the over looked just fine too.
It just feels massively unfair and it pisses me off because there's not a good basis for it based on how his character changed. Even Spuffy, as much as I adore the ship, went all kinds of sideways largely due to Buffy being deadset on the idea that Spike could only be bad for her and treating him like it.
Yes, he rose to the bait and he shouldn’t have. But like. Imagine how painful its gotta be to have someone you love telling you how awful you are and how they could never truly love you because you're wrong somewhere deep in your core, and then sleeping with you anyway because you're hot therefore good enough to fuck, just not to love. That's FUCKED my dude.
It don't know what the hell their beef was with Spike but I hate it.
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khiphop-discussions · 16 days ago
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RAP:PUBLIC Ep.5 Part 1 Thoughts
The infamous Titanic episode of Rap:Public! Episode 5! I'm clearly not gonna finish this tonight but spoilers anyway.
We're starting off at the last 2 teams of the block breaker mission. 2 vs 3. Team Loopy vs Team Haon.
Loopy is such a good leader.
Haon too. He's a bit more relaxed.
Reddy volunteers to be up for elimination but I'd actually be more annoyed if I was one of the less experienced rappers because if I get voted into the deathmatch then It'll be harder to beat Reddy than similarly inexperienced rappers. Like, you're not actually saving anyone from being thrown in? And like I said last episode, throwing your best rappers into elimination just isn't smart. It's not in the best interest of them in the event you lose.
Oh shoot...is the deathmatch team vs team? I thought it was the 3 teammates face each other to see who leaves? Oh shit...maybe I misunderstood lol. If so I take the last part back lol
Loppy first let's see if Haon comes out. Damn, Loopy didn't even feel the need to take his hand out his pocket lol. Haon didn't come out but Yang Kyle did. Nice to finally see his rap. Nice! I like it.
I think...this is hard but Loopy got it. Loopy won it but respect for Kyle on my end!
Yunha is good but Loopy is better. Khan is enjoying the song but Shyboiitobii was like "he isn't from our block" pulled him back lol.
Yunha won. Idk if anyone left on block 2 can beat Haon. Even Yunha alone is pretty strong. Yunha touches shyboii. He turns away from the camera and pushes his hair back. He seemed upset (I could be misreading of course). Remember on ep.1 when he was upset Mason Home touched him? He seems like he has a thing about that even during the "game play" (valid of course, I bring this up because Yunha was clearly being playful but Shy still is allowed to not like that regardless of being for entertainment or play).
Anyway, nosun comes out and he's good. He beats Yunha. But like Punchnello said, I think they both deserved the win.
I like this verse from Nosun. Osun comes out and faces him. Osun's isn't fitting the beat as well as Nosun. He's talented but its not fitting. He goes up to Shy during his rap. Shy looks PISSED! Even Khan asked "Did it make your blood boil?" Tobi turned around for a bit but turned back around when khan asks. He smiles (very forced) and says "hmmm". Even Marv is like "why do people only attack him?" They must know/think that he's a hot head? Maybe they think he's weak or something? (Many people take shyness/quietness for weakness). Maybe they're trying to bait him thinking they can beat him? Idk.
Anyway, nosun won as expected. Next round, Nosun has so many nice lyrics haha. Dommiu is dope! She messes up a bit though. But even without Nosun was still a bit better. Maybe on a different beat she'd have won. Polodared votes for her (she really pretty and cute! But regardless she's talented) but it's 43 to 1.
They're showing so many shots of tobii flipping his hair back out of his face. Lol Rap:Public's visual!
Reddy goes up. He's good but Idk if the energy is there. It's obvious he's more experienced and stable. Nosun hugs him at the beginning and end. Very honored to be facing Reddy it seems. Reddy won. 27 to 17. Nosun hugs him again!
Seems Khan will go up next. Reddy shakes hands with him. Lots of respect to and from Reddy it seems. Khan has energy but it doesn't seem like people liked it. So he'll likely lose. He did.
Reddy's energy seems to keep increasing every round! Ga yeon comes out but I don't think she'll win. I like her style though. Reddy win.s.
Reddys raps keep getting increasingly better but I guess it makes sense since hes choosing the beat now. Shyboii comes out but puts his hood on. I don't think he'll win. But randomly putting the hood on gives "Ash turning his hat around before the pokemon battle" vibes. It looked really cool lol.
Reddy wins. Shyboii says he's disappointed in himself. yukon comes out to face reddy but messes up. Reddy wins.
Raf goes up. He rides the beat well. Really cool. Both did a more "cool" type of vibe. Raf was able to beat out Reddy. I don't think he can beat Haon though.
Bbulkup was doing strong when he came out but messed up seconds into his rap. He probably could have won without that.
Raf is different cause he can outcool everyone. Even when he's putting in a lot of effort he still comes of cool and laid back. Most people can only do one or the other. Idk about this onem everybody is saying Haon had a short verse. This one will be close. Actually nah, raf won by a lot.
James is good. He kinda sounds like Swings. I think he won. Block 2 celebrated too early. Yeah, James won so now 1v1
Wally is last. His is melodic so different from James. He fits the beat better tbh. I think Wally got it but it's CLOSE.
Xwally won it. So block 2 wins. That one was crazy though.
So all together block 2, 4, 6, and 7 won 10,000
The leaders have to tell them who they chose to do the deathmatch.
Fleeky Bang (block 1) chose: Goldbuuda, Kang Hyuk, Jeffrey White
Gamma (block 8) chose: Churry, Leo, Bizzy(Huh? Did he volunteer? I don't remember). He says he chose who he thought would do poorly the next round.
Haon (block 3) chose: James An, Yang Kyle, and Reddy.
JP (block 5): Hash Swan, Mckdaddy, Mason Home. Apparently, Mason Home told JP he wants to get eliminated. And yes, it seems like the deathmatch IS team vs team so Haon WAS smart to choose his strongest people. My bad I TOTALLY misunderstood the rule. I thought every team who lost would HAVE to eliminate 1 person based on who performs the worst. They face people on their SAME team to decide who leaves or stays. Oops.
They have to perform without music.
Haon seems like he's taking the deathmatch HARD! He's really upset.
They gave them suitcases to repack?...the stuff already in suitcases? I don't get it?
Anyway, it's 12 here now! I'm 1 hour in exactly. I'll pick this up soon but likely not tomorrow. We'll see!
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malicedafirenze · 1 year ago
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so I finally got done watching S5 of The Dragon Prince and ghgnghghggngh why do I have such a mixed bag love hate relationship with this show (spoilers)
I want to love this show but there's so many things that just don't land and don't work, and yet here I am, hooked once again, because after 8 episodes of cringe humor and weird dialogue it fed me some crumbs of delicious Aaravos content.
I find so many of the accents so goddamn stilted and awkward. The french sun fire elves are the worst. I don't object to french-sounding elves in principle but dear lord does it sound unnatural and strained
SO much of the humor just does not land and the pacing of individual scenes is just ??? ATLA had some very kiddie humor here or there too, and I love the somewhat darker and more mature tone of TDP but jfc it feels like they need to hammer every joke home with so much time that you'd think they were planning for a laugh track
ep 8 and 9 were so much better than the whole rest of the season because once this show lets itself focus on action and drama, it's actually pretty fucking good, but for some reason you need to get through a first half season of awkward goofs.
Terry annoys me so much. Yay trans rep, but why the utterly random coming out out of nowhere (that was S04 I know but I watched it very recently okay) and his whole sounding like a therapist shit towards Claudia, like yes, it could be funny that this random wood elf does aroma therapy on his dark mage gf but everything somehow turns awkward in the execution
The library showdown was generally cool but the framing for why Amaya told them to leave without her was so fucking weird: you have this moment of Dragon Ex Machina, Zubeia wiping away the demon bears with ease, and then suddenly when Amaya is back in the frey after grabbing Bait, they're suddenly out of time and need to leave that instant??? Like I see what they were going for, obviously Zubeia was under real threat from the demon bears, but imo the framing/visualization of that threat did not work at all and I audibly went "WHY" at my screen at the random "you have to leave without me" thing.
That being said there's some shit that goes extremely hard and I'm here for it:
Rayla just fucking dismembering Claudia apparently wtf??
I enjoyed the sexy fish pirate man, I hope he survived getting eaten
I am an utter addict for Aaravos' voice and even the flashback repetitions in Janai's nightmares were legit enough to get my attention again
I am very excited for how someone is going to end up saving Viren's life against his will and I will gladly read fanfic of it
I had the 'our child' thing spoiled by being careless on tumblr but seeing it actually on screen was better than expected, love that for my OTP, toxic af parenthood is just what they needed
I really expected there to be more Aaravos since this show got renamed to Mystery of Aaravos false advertising smh.
They got creative with Dragon designs this season and I support that
out of all the things I found weird and cringe, I am 100% here for Zubaia getting randomly healed by a funky little gnome that calls himself the mushroom mage, 10/10 no notes
young viren hot
Rayla and Callum worked much better for me towards the end of the season when they got more comfortable with each other, love that for them, some delicious drama when the sexy fish man tortures them in front of each other, good for them, that's my shit
Considering all the things I liked about the last 2-3 episodes I feel nitpicky and weird for complaining about the first 7 or so but UGH it was a bit of a pain to get through them tbh. There is so much I deeply, deeply appreciate about what this show tries to do, as a high fantasy kids show with an overarching story, gorgeous visuals and explicit lgbtq and disability rep that I feel like an ass for complaining about it so much, but god damn there are so many things that are just unbearably cringe about it and OH MY GOD I just remembered the god damn "maybe you should express your love like a bee, here just move your tushy like that" scene holy FUCK can someone please give me an edit of this show with about three times the Aaravos screentime and all this second hand embarassment removed
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rollingsins · 2 years ago
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Hi sweetheart! I saw other anonymous being rude about your writing tempo. Honestly fuck them. It doesn't matter how long you take for a chapter because in the end it will be perfect. The wait just builds anticipation and it's so worth it.
Lol Tara wakes up and thinks she'll get pancakes only for Sam to have cooked them. What a terrible start in the day.
Sam, I love you. I really do. But come on. Tara got her guts rearranged and not in a good way so please let that girl have some normal pancakes for once. Here I will even give Tara a pass for being grumpy with Sam. Healthy pancakes isn't okay, that's a crime against humanity.
Aw man Sam. Is so adorable. She cares so much and just wants the best for Tara. Girls, eat your carrots and cucumber to make Sam happy!
"We need bodies to catch Ghostface" I sure hope you don't meant it literally...Tara, don't use your friends as bait, please.
Well Sam. That wasn't a great performance here... Shouldn't you pay attention to the door and any noises? Girlie please.
NO FUCKING WAY MINDY MADD A POWERPOINT! 1. That's big girlboss energy. 2. No joke, I was so bored at work that I also messed around with it... I only had like 3 slides but... Mindy I love you.
Lol Liv is trying her best. Let that girl have her moment.
Ha, sassy Tara really is my favorite. Her quips are so hilarious 😂
The principals detention. Not bad. Of course Tara has experience with that. Girlie is a menace.
Okay go off Tara. Ya know girl, accidents happen at football. No need to baby slam that poor girl. But it's Tara, I'm surprised she didn't break her leg or something... and what does it say about me that I find Tara's action kinda hot...
😂 damn Tara really is like am angry chihuahua. Barking and going off on anyone that dares to be negative to R. We love to see it!
Okay, Liv. I'm sure that ar some point in your life you've had a good idea but telling Tara and R to FUCK IN SCHOOL is absolutely NOT a good idea. Let them have some self respect please. I'm sure that would give them more than detention. Liv, try again. Just let Tara go off on someone again. It's her favorite past time activity after fucking R and killing people.
Hell yes Chad! That's what I'm talking about. You get a cookie for that idea 🍪
"Liv folds like a lawn chair" OMG The mental image 😂 It cracked me up. Anything related to Liv always makes me laugh. Poor girl.
Ah Sam. I love how protective you are. And you're right. These idiots are incredible to be around, hilarious friends but no. They can't protect anyone, they're way too goofy for that. Yes Sam! Join them and become the only competent leader of the scooby gang!
Lol Tara shut up. Stop being grumpy about being denied having sex at school! That girl is addicted to sex, I swear.
Oh please don't tell me they got the reputation cause they ACTUALLY fucked at school a couple of times... They really got some nerves.
OH HELL YES LETS ANTAGONZIE THE BORING HISTORY TEACHER! Doing that was my dream in school. I'm living out my teenage dream through Tara and R right now.
TARA!! "He's balding" I gasped out loud. That was absolutely savage. I love it!
OMG TARA LITERALLY CAME FOR HIS WIG!! WIG SNATCHED! I REPEAT, WIG SNATCHED! Okay, this part was absolutely fantastic. It's my favorite paragraph you've ever written. I was brimming with excitement, I love evil little bitches going off on boring teachers. My teenage self is happy now. Take that, Mr. Christ! (He was balding too so very fitting)
You sure letting Chad and Liv sneak away together is a good idea... they're nearly as horny as Tara...
Oh I doubt the Sjeriff would be knocking on their door because SHE IS GHOSTFACE! Yes, I'm still convinced it's her. Come on people, wake up!
(I'm sure this is a lot of fun for you. Either you're like damn, that bitch got it right or you're like ha, she's so wrong about it)
Lop why did you come for Latvia like this 😭
Of course Tara is offended about shooting the gun right. I love her so much.
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK OH HELL NO ABSOLUTELY NOT!! WHY DID YOU HAVE TARA GET ARRESTED?? ATE YOU TRYING TO GIVE US A HEATT ATTACK? Girl I will sue you for emotional damage 💔
Okay no. If that isn't prove for Judy being Ghostface then call me delusional. How in the world is she even allowed to investigate her own sons death?? That can't be legal. She must have caught wind of the plan and wanted to finally get rid of Tara.
Oh man, poor Tara. She is completely out of control here and is so desperate for R to be safe.
Okay hmm. They are still going through with the plan. Oh no, I'm doubting Judy being Ghostface now... As if she would Attest Tara and then go into the school to kill the scooby gang. Aah help I'm so confused now. What did you do to me 😭
Poor Tara was arrested, Judy feels victorious and the others are still going through with the plan. I'm emotionally destroyed, how will I be able to work now??
Also sorry for this long ass ask but I told you I will get more unhinged the closer we get to discovering the identity of Ghostface.
Hi bby!!! Thank you for your amazing asks as always 😊
I live for how your train of thought is getting more and more chaotic 😂
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overheaven · 10 months ago
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hhnnnnn
MFA program interview tomorrow (it's almost 4am now so technically today but shh)
honestly. i think i’m more nervous about what will happen if i'm accepted this time than the interview itself. the interview... i've been through it once, & my interviewing skills are good if i say so myself. but idk until last wednesday i had more or less accepted the idea that an mfa wasn't meant for me in this lifetime. i still WANTED it but i accepted that i might not get it— who do i get rec letters from 2, 5, 10 years down the line, when i’ve likely been just in the workforce and not a community that could speak to my art & study skills? what do i put in my portfolio if i’m too disabled to get out & find studios & make the art i’d want to create a graduate thesis out of?
but now i've got this opportunity and like. yeah you can be cynical about it & say they're filling a quota or maybe this is their M/O every year to bait more applicants & inflate numbers… but idk i’m trying to stop those suspicious, paranoid thoughts because they’re based in insecurity & hurt.
when a dept. head emails me the day before the deadline and says 'we were looking at past applicants and invite you to apply again; just reuse your previous application' and they offer me an interview the day after i send that and a few new materials, i need to think ‘yeah there's something in my art that they want. that the world wants.’ i do make good art, art that does what i need it to do. and i have worked SO hard. i know what i’m doing and what i want.
plus i got waitlisted last time so i was this close 🤏 i’m not going to be cocky but it sounds like a have a good chance this time. i think about how i got into RISD for undergrad i just couldn’t afford it. i got into RISD! one of THE most illustrious art schools in the damn country! only about 17-19% acceptance rate!!! my portfolio was good enough for that!!!!!
so if given this opportunity i will seize it because i have to. i will be grinding myself to dust while i’m there, i’m sure. i’m still spent from the last 4 years, but i am a fighter and i will claw my way through with torn nails and broken teeth if i need to. i’d rather do that right now while the iron is not exactly hot but still workable rather than wait for a nebulous “someday” or never get it at all. if i get it done now, school can be completely totally DONE for me. there’s nothing above a masters for fine art.
and i feel really good about giving this second chance at this MFA program everything i’ve got, without over analyzing or second guessing because my gf has given me a really stable life and we have a whole plan of where we wanna be for the next few years at least. i have a job too! a pretty ideal one for someone like me!! there is a LIFE waiting for me if i get rejected. i’m not hinging on this for student loans to live on and a reprieve from work that was making me suicidal.
but like. yeah i’ve been having a cart before the horse thing. i'm really scared of the idea of 2 more years of study while being away from a more permanent home precisely because we are so ready & prepared for stability and being somewhere that’s not temporary. i don’t wanna be in transition anymore! i want a home and a place to rest!! i want to stay in therapy! i want to go to doctors and fix my body!
but if i need to, i will.
opportunities have always been stolen from me, by circumstance & finances, having no support. i’ve never been in control of my life. i want to capture this one if it lays down in front of me. i really do deserve it.
and tbh i think it will be somewhat easier because it is just art and some TA stuf. undergrad was agonizing because i was trying to put together senior projects and manage portfolios while also having to fucking write busywork 1-2 page essays every week in each of my other classes and writing manuscripts and being the one to manage group project email chains and scheduling because the 18-20 year old students don’t like to just get shit done. i don’t want to say i’m better than students who went to art colleges but i am built different LOL
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castershellwrites · 1 year ago
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Day 4 of EnHoEn Shark Week
@enhoenbigbang It's day 4! I hit all the prompts with this one, if only in passing or brief mention. So We've got deep seas, siren song, the sea is in my blood, and frilled shark in this "They're marine biologists" AU.
Smutty fic under the cut ;)
Enji and Hawks sighed in tandem. Their dinner of hot fried chicken sat forgotten between them.
“You don’t have to keep me company,” Hawks drawled lazily and trailed off with a yawn.
Enji rolled his eyes, “Like you’d be able to stay awake without me.”
“Hey!” Hawks bristled, “That was one time!”
“One time, and you didn’t turn the camera, and we missed a shot of that sunning oarfish.” Enji crossed his arms and frowned.
Hawks pouted and turned to stare intently at the camera. “Then I’m not talking to you. Wouldn’t want to get distracted and miss something.”
“Hawks…” Enji started.
Hawks just shoved his hands over his ears and hummed.
“Real mature, Keigo.” Enji groused and checked the depth of the autonomous submersible robot. It was following the long line down on its pre-programmed course. All Enji and Hawks had to do was control the camera and pause it if they stumbled upon any interesting marine life. At these depths, odds were slim to none they’d see anything. But if they did … oh, it would be worth all the sleepless nights in the world.
Enji turned up the speaker volume for the microphone, but there was nothing interesting. 
“You’re not going to get whalesong this deep professor Todoroki.” Keigo was apparently speaking to him again.
Enji just rolled his shoulders. His favorite grad student—Keigo’s words, not his—was a pain in the neck on long nights like this. “I like it though. It’s like the sea is calling me. The siren song of the depths. Something’s waiting for us, down there in the abyssal zone.”
Hawks, Keigo’s nickname thanks to an unfortunate incident during his undergraduate career, used Enji’s musing to slip off his chair and settle between Enji’s thighs.
“Seriously? Now?” Enji tried to shove Hawks off with a hand to the face. 
The little pervert just licked Enji’s palm lasciviously. “It’ll keep you up, sensei.” Hawks had the gall to wink up at him.
Enji rolled his eyes. There was no getting out of this. Hawks always got what he wanted. Flirtations that started out like a schoolboy crush turned into actual romantic pursuit the second Keigo found out Enji was divorced and only kept the ring to ward off horny benefactors at the marine institute dinner banquets. Unable to resist the man who’d wormed his way into his heart, his bed, and his pants, Enji let Hawks do what he wished. Getting cockwarmed on the overnight dive shift wasn’t the worst thing in the world after all.
With Hawks though, it never stopped at just cockwarming. Eventually Hawks got bored and the warm wet mouth wrapped around Enji started to tongue and suckle at him. Enji grunted and tried to keep his focus on the screen. Damn, Hawks was good at oral though. Half of Enji’s concentration was on the video feed and the other half was on not thrusting into Keigo’s throat. 
Enji pet his hair and whispered gruffly, “Easy boy, don’t want to end this too soon, do you?”
Somehow, Hawks managed to pout around a mouthful of dick. He drew off with a long slurp and kissed the head in apology for abandoning it. “Aw, old man can’t keep up with me?” Hawks joked.
Enji growled and rose to the obvious bait. “I’ll show you old you little punk.” He didn’t hold back and let Hawks choke a little when he thrust into the back of his throat. Hawks was a champion at deepthroating and took it with ease; Enji tried very hard not to think of all the bastards that used Keigo like a slut before they’d gotten together. Hawks had ‘a past’ before he turned to marine biology graduate studies. The threat of Hawks sleeping around had been one of the final straws to Enji letting them sleep together that first time. Shigaraki had been eye-fucking the boy all conference, and the creepy bastard’s hand creeping up Hawks thigh during the dinner keynote speech had Enji downing his entire glass of wine in one go and dragging Hawks to his hotel room the second it was socially acceptable to leave.
Just remembering that possessive feeling had him once again wanting to mark up Hawks face and smear the eyeliner he insisted on wearing even in the field or on a boat at fuck-this-hour o’clock at night. Speaking of night. Movement caught Enji’s eye and his hands whipped above the table to the camera controls.
“Come on! Yeah!” He grunted while Hawks dug his fingers into his thighs.
The camera turned and—fuck yes—it was a living thing! A frilled shark to be precise. “Come on gorgeous, just a little—unf—more.” Enji got the beautiful creature dead center on the screen. Then … it turned to swim towards them. “Oh, fuck, yes!” Enji shouted.
He came, hard, down Hawks’ throat. Hawks, being the champion lay he was, swallowed every drop before coming up for air with a satisfied smirk, “That good?”
He noticed Enji’s eyes focused on the screen and turned between his legs to wriggle his way into Enji’s lap. “Nice shark,” Keigo paused for just a moment, “Waitaminute. Did you seriously just get off to a shark?!”
Enji blushed and refused to make eye contact with the blond bombshell in his lap.
“Holy shit you filthy old perv! You did!”
“I didn’t!”
“You’re going to leave me. For. A. Shark!” Keigo teased and fell to the floor cackling.
Enji just groaned, “I guess the sea is in my blood.”
“I’m! Full of! Seamen!” Hawks spat out between gales of laughter. 
Footage of the frilled shark obtained, Enji dropped to the floor to pick Keigo up and show him that yes, Enji liked him more than some amazing, gorgeous, wondrous shark.
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storytimewithnova · 1 year ago
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Hey hey hey Author Chan here coming at you with another captains X Hinata so let's get into this X X X X X X X Captains And their Queen
Sho:Babes come online please
Bokuto:Baby owl is something wrong
Kuroo:Yeah kitten are you okay
Kita:Are you hurt baby fox
Everyone else^
Sho:No No No I am fine physically i am just sick to the back teeth on those damn simps Especially Atsumu and Kageyama
Kuroo:They need to learn you are ours kitten and we may have a couple of ideas to dive that point home
Sho:Lets do it
X X X X X X In the mega simps GC
They're are aguring again about who sho loves more
Atsumu:Sho loves me get over it
Osamu:Yeah and that will be when hell freezes
The Captains are online
The twins: .....
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Sho:🎶Oh boys This is all hands on deck Calling out to lost boys and girls I'm gettin' tired of the disrespect🎶
Captains:🙇
Tsukishima:Huh?
Sho:🎶 We won't stop 'til we rule the world It's our time, we up next🎶
Futakuchi:🗣 Next, next
Sho:🎶 Our sail's about to be set🎶
Yuji:🗣 set, set
Kageyama:What the hell are you lot saying
Sho:🎶 They ain't seen nothing yet Tell 'em who's in charge so they don't forget Tooru  What's my name, what's my name?🎶
Tooru:🗣Shona
Sho:🎶 Say it louder oh boys What's my name, what's my name?🎶
The captains:🗣Shona
Sho:🎶Feel the power No one's gonna stop us soon the world will be ours What's my name what's my name? What's it, what's it, say it, say it loud🎶
Daishou:🗣 Sho~ sho~
Sho:🎶 All eyes on me, let me see 'em🎶
Bokuto:🗣Sho~, sho~
Sho:🎶 What's it, what's it, say it, say it 🎶
Tooru:🗣 (Sho ah ah)
Matsun:Shitty kawa you too
Bokuto:Sho
Sbo:🎶 I'm the queen of this town  I call the shots, you know who I am I don't need to wear no fake crown Stand up to me, you don't stand a chance It's our time, we up next🎵
Tooru:🗣 next, next
Sho:🎶 My crew's as real as it gets The worst is now the best And leaving us here will be their last regret🎶
Futakuchi:🗣 gets, gets
Sho:🎶 What's my name what's my name🎶
Daichi:🗣 Sho
Sho:🎶Say it louder What's my name What's my name?🎶
Shirabu:Seriously what the heck is happening
Ushijima:🗣Sho
Sho: 🎶Feel the power No one's gonna stop us soon the world will be ours What's my name what's my name? What's it, what's it, say it, say it🎶
Bokuto:🎶 You know what they say Bad girls have all the fun Never learned how to count 'cause I'm number one🎶
Sho:💞💃
Akaashi:Bokuto san what are you saying
Kageyama:Tf is this sho come on over now
Sho;💭🤢🤮
Futakuchi:🎶 Ready here, we come We always get our way It's a Players life, every single day🎶
Sho:🫶🏻 hey!
Kuroo:🎶 She's our Queen, we're  her first mate Enemies seasick can't see straight Call 'em fish bait, throw 'em on a hook sho's so hot they get burned if they look🎶
Sho:💛 🎶 It's all eyes on me, let me see 'em I see your eyes on me boys, hey You know what my name is Say it, say it louder🎶
Futakuchi:🗣 Ho, woah Come on
Sho:🎶 What's my name what's my name🎶
Captains:🗣Sho
Sho:🎶Say it louder What's my name What's my name?🎶
Daichi: 🗣Sho
Sho:🎶 Feel the power No one's gonna stop us soon the world will be ours What's my name what's my name What's it, what's it, say it, say it🎶
Kita:Sho~, Sho~
Sho:🎶 All eyes on me, let me see 'em🎶
Captains:Sho~, Sho~
Sho:🎶Oh, say it louder🎶
Kuroo:🗣 (Sho~,Sho~
Sho:🎶 What's it, what's it, say it, say it🎶
Captains:Sho💘
Atsumu:Wtf was that
Kageyama:Sho lets go
Bokuto:Boys  i think they still don't get it
Tooru:Hai bokkun you are right lets show them
The captains: @ our queen
Yams:Why are you @ing Kiyoko
Kita:Who said it was your manager
Kuroo;@ourqueen Kitten we have something to say to you
Sho:Huh yes Tetsu
Kenma:Sho?!
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Tooru:🎶 I'm at a payphone🎶
Bokuto:🎶 I threw a wish in the well Don't ask me, I'll never tell I looked to you as it fell And now you're in my way I'd trade my soul for a wish Pennies and dimes for a kiss I wasn't looking for this But now you're in my way🎶
Sho:😘
Kuroo:🎶 I've wasted my nights You turned out the lights Now I'm paralyzed Still stuck in that time When we called it love But even the sun sets in paradise🎶
Futakuchi:🎶 I'm at a payphone🎶
Daishou:🎶 Hey, I just met you And this is crazy But here's my number Here's my number So call me, maybe? It's hard to look right At you baby Here's my number🎶💕
Sho:💞
Kageyama:What is going on i am super confused
Omi:Peice it together brainless the nicknames the songs
Ushijima:🎶 I'm at a payphone trying to call home All of my change I spent on you Where have the times gone Baby it's all wrong Where are the plans we made for two🎶
Kita:🎶 If happy ever after did exist🎶
Daichi:🎶 I'm wide awake🎶
Tooru:🎶I would still be holding you like this🎶
Futakuchi:🎶I'm wide awake🎶
Kuroo:🎶 All those fairy tales are full of it🎶
Bokuto:🎶I'm wide awake🎶
Kita:🎶 One more stupid love song I'll be sick🎶
Ushijima:🎶 Yeah, falling from cloud 9🎶
Captains:🎶 It was out of the blue🎶
Yuji:🎶I'm crashing from the high🎶
Captains:🎶 I wish I knew then What I know now Letting go tonight Wouldn't dive in Wouldn't bow down Falling from cloud 9🎶
Semi:Even though this is cute i am frankly disapointed
Kageyama:😕
Futakuchi:🎶 Star-ships are meant to fly Hands up and touch the sky Let's do this one last time Let's do this one more time One more time, one more time One more time🎶
Kuroo:🎶 Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter Than the sun🎶❣️
Sho:💛🫰🏻
Yuji:🎶 Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire And we can burn brighter Than the sun🎶🥰
Captains:🎶 Tonight Call me maybe at a payphone Wide awake and standing on A star-ship waiting while We're young tonight!🎶❣️💞💕💛🥰😘😍🧡💟🤍🫶🏻
We love you Sho
Sho:I love you too Babes i thought that was obivous
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Kageyama:WAIT YOU GUYS ARE TOGETHER AND WE HAVE BEEN HERE LOOKING COMPLETELY DESPARTE SIMPING OVER SHO AND THIS WHOLE TIME YOU GUYS WERE FUCKING DATING
And there it is
Kageyama:STFU NARRATOR
Hey don't have a go at me and for the record Kags everyone in this GC knew the captains were dating sho
Kageyama: Is this true you have got to be fucking me if it is
Everyone:yep we all have Bfs/GFs
Atsumu:I admit i am a simp for sho but not to the point is was Beginning to sound obsessive am slightly possessive Slipping into Yendere territory
Kageyama:You lot are unfucking believable you know what there Used to be a time when I was so nice, so sweet So polite now I'm  like fuck you fuck this and fuck everybody....
Kags has gone offline kags has removed himself as a simp
UNTIL THE NEXT PART OF THE CAPTAINS X HINATA FT JEALOUS KAGEYAMA
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showrunnerihardlyknowher · 2 years ago
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WAIT ADDING ONTO MY LAST POST I didn't even touch on the tasty fear factor of a tiny literally running into a giant
Maybe the tiny was being pursued by someone/thing else and in their blind panic, too busy looking over their shoulder at their attacker, they slam face first into the leg of a giant. They're dazed and fall flat on their back, allowing them to look up and up and up at something that is much worse than whatever was originally chasing them
Maybe they know there's a giant around, and they're either trying to bravely avoid it or stupidly seek it out. They try to set up baits and traps, keep their steps quiet, anything their lure the giant out and grant them an opening to scuttle away undetected. But when they turn the corner, the see the trap they had placed has now been moved to where they stand. Horrified at the implication, they back away, only to bump against the chest of the giant waiting for them
Maybe the giant has been after them since the beginning, chasing the tiny around in a futile game of cat and mouse. The tiny thinks they're doing pretty good, no matter how exhausted they are, always managing to keep enough distance between them. Until the giant starts getting crafty, secretly manipulating how and where the tiny can scamper off too like a maze they're too small to full see. It's not until the tiny triumphantly bursts through the doors, think they've finally made it out, do they realize they've been cornered into falling into the giant's awaiting hands
Maybe the tiny is finally acting on their escape plan that they've been working on for a while. It's risky and getting caught surely means being punished, but they have to try. And they try so damn hard, but it's all for nothing when the giant unexpectedly changes their routine in the midst of their escape, causing the tiny to panic and accidentally crash against the giant who barely catches them in time before they fall
Maybe the tiny is sprinting as fast as their little legs will carry them, knowing the giant is hot on their tail. It shouldn't be possible to lose sight of something so huge, but they've somehow lost visual and have no idea where the giant could be. They can't see or hear and feel any trace of their giant pursuer, which makes it all the more startling when the giant suddenly appears in front of them before they can't slow down, winding themself when they collide into the giant
Maybe the tiny knows it's a suicidal idea in the first place, but fuck it, if they die they die. They need protection from whatever is chasing them and right now, the giant minding their own business is their best option. So they run full speed in their direction, slamming themself into the giant and quickly burrowing against them to remain hidden, silently praying that whatever fate the giant gives them for the interruption isn't any worse than what they were already facing
Maybe the giant is aware of the tiny, but the tiny isn't aware of the giant, so they follow behind this oblivious little thing out of curiosity and amusement. It's fun to see how many close calls the tiny has to realize they're being stalked, but they never fully figure it out, not until they get themself into a sticky situation that has them dangling from a precariously high place. The jig is up when the tiny loses the strength to hang on, only falling a few feet before landing in an open palm
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