#(mostly succeeding tbh)

[eatingyarn]

it's hard to get away with crimes if there are only two other wood elves in the city and they are your sister and mother.

niamh (she/her), my character for the steampunk-style dnd campaign.

[child-of-hurin]

Outside of the faithful/kings men/Sauron situation is there even much explicit religion in there? “Earendil/Aragorn/Frodo is Middle Earth’s Jesus” isn’t that literally eru, think it’s in the athrabeth

Anon, I have so much on my mind about this topic in general, it really became a full ramble and I'm not sure this is useful to anyone besides me. These are my thoughts:

I don't think there is a Jesus-like figure anywhere in Middle Earth, at least not in a way that matters. The son of god, born from a virgin, who teaches a new doctrine, gathers apostles and is betrayed by one of them, goes though abuse and murder by the hands of the state, redeems mankind from original sin by his death, then is reborn three days later; is alive in heaven waiting at the end of time to judge mankind. That's Christ. You don't get that in Tolkien, in fact you don't even get anything remotely resembling the framework that would allow such a figure to arise.

We can see traces of a framework akin to 'original sin' in some extra-canon stuff, like in the tale of Adanel, and some references Andreth makes in the Athrabeth. In the tale of Adanel, Men fall into thrall of Melkor and thus invent, among other things, slavery, and, as punishment, lose their immortality/long life. This is undeniably a narrative of "fall". If you incorporate it in your understanding of the Legendarium, even if not as a cosmological truth, but as a story that exists within the story and that is part of Edain culture, then it's really very easy to imagine that much later, in Númenor, that lost mortality is what the King's Men, their descendants, are trying to reclaim.

This is not, like, /completely incompatible/ with the published Silm, it's just irrelevant: the published text puts immortality as something the Dunedain covet and decide to conquer by force, and associate with the material Aman, not something they think originally belonged to them, that they are reclaiming. King's Men do not understand themselves cosmologically as "fallen men" -- on the contrary, they are men on the rise.

Middle earth has no Jesus, Middle earth needs no jesus, because there is no original sin in Middle Earth. Noldor have more of a narrative of "fall", but even so it's sketchy at best, and their "redemption" doesn't come from Jesus. I mean: Earendil isn't sent bu Eru to die for the sins of the Noldor after teaching them a better doctrine. Earendil is not even Earendil, he is Earendil and Elwing.

There isn't much religion explicit in Tolkien's legendarium in the sense of an organized religion with rites, but I'm also not sure how much it is fair to dissociate magic and lore in M.E. from religion. Some 'religions' in this world have no gods or worship. Many amerindians, for example, have an extremely complex and ritualized, even political, cosmology -- is it religion? Is it religion when a shaman has a spiritual conversation with a leopard? But going further: is it religion to believe in ghosts? In the evil eye? That fasting and positive thinking can cure cancer? etc. IRL the key "religion" needs to be conceptualized every time we open a discussion about a specific topic; it is a conceptual tool, right? So I think to talk about "religion" in Middle Earth we first need to assess what we are trying to discuss, and conceptualize "religion" and its opposite, "secular". If Middle Earth is not Religious, then is it Secular?

You see my point? Like, I'm not trying to be difficult: I don't think there is religion in the Legendarium in any analogue sense to Christianity, period. The closest thing we have to christian religion in the Silm is Sauron's temple to Melkor in Númenor (lol!).

But at the same time, Tolkien populates his world with a historian's understanding of lore, the past, and by consequence, the future. Aragorn talking about Beren and Lúthien is, at the same time, history, art, folklore, AND a spiritual belief in a certain afterlife, a certain organization of the cosmos and of life. When Sam sings about stars in Cirith Ungol, is that a prayer? What do you think?

It's funny to me that I'm complicating this when it would serve me better to just tell you: there is no religion in Tolkien! Because I am an atheist and because I am bothered by fans who, in their eagerness to defeat Christianity, end up shoehorning it where it literally has no place.

[strawberri-syrup]

it pisses me off that its become lame to care about things

[mieletcrepes]

ok i got all the important rewards from refraction railway but now i want to see if i can get that good 'ol line 4 badge. just for funsies.

[coridallasmultipass]

Omg so I'm messing with the synthesizer program and the version I have on my PC has all kinds of cool assets and stuff that I never looked at before (the one I had on my laptop was an earlier version, so idk if it even had all of this). Had fun trying the different things and then I was like, let me dig out the old WIPs I brought from my laptop.

I HAVE SO MANY COOL UNFINISHED THINGSHQJDIWJDOS WHY DID I RUN OUT OF STEAM ON THESE THEY'RE ALREADY WHOLE STORIES MAN.

I have an old WIP from WAY BACK when ppl were doing like a contest or something for h31nous///stuck because I have a really fucking sick start of an anxiety-inducing song for D1rk. Like???? Why didn't I FINISH WHEN I WAS ON A ROLL, MY HEART IS POUNDING WITH ANXIETY BECAUSE OF AN EFFECT I USED AND IT SOUNDS SO COOL.

Yeah, there's a lot of shit in here, too. But man, I forgot how often I used to mess around on this. I only ever finished 3 fucking musical songs, but I have a ton of ideas saved on here. Holy shit I just found the space noise I did for my college animation class where I animated celestial bodies colliding. (It sounds really fricking cool still!! Awesome use of static noise!!)

I can't believe I have this shit from like over 10 years ago, like, it's still CRISPY.

I don't even remember how half this shit works, like, holy fuck, man. Patting past me on the back rn.

(And at least looking these over more later will give me a better idea of how I was using this program, since these are the whole files for it.)

[saixria]

The ICHBW live stream animatic is hitting me hard hours after the fact I’m not a crier but I’m actually tearing up. Now I can fully articulate what I love about Athena’s part. Athena’s character came together so well I love it and I think the visuals combined with a day more of thinking + discussing with friends really helped me better understand everything. Those last 90 seconds of ICHBW was the BEST PART OF THE ENTIRE SHOW. Ridiculously long Athena character analysis under the cut which quickly devolves into thematic discussion lmao

First of all, the expressions they have on the animatic makes it abundantly clear that ody and Athena weren’t separated. HER SMILE!! HER LIGHTNING SCAR!! ODYSSEUS’ EXPRESSION SOFTENED TO A SMILE AFTER GETTING OUT OF QUICK THOUGHT!! Odysseus definitely pieced together what she did for her right then, there’s no other reason for Jorge to show Athena showing Odysseus that scar otherwise. It’s like they immediately slid back into place like puzzles pieces even after 10 years. They’ve been changed in completely opposite ways. Odysseus the mortal has been turned to be less human, more ruthless, while Athena the immortal goddess has been turned to be more human, more empathetic. The latter partially because of Odysseus. Tbh Athena ever showing her face to Odysseus after My Goodbye and saying “I can’t help but feel like I’ve led you astray” is as close to an apology as it’s gonna get LMAO. The unresolved WOTM melody in the end is actually because their story together hasn’t ended, it’s because Odysseus doesn’t have to be her warrior of the mind anymore.

I once said that open arms is more than mercy, but treating the world kindly to lead to kinder souls down the road, to change the world for the better, and it holds true even more now. Odysseus is too tired for this. He’s just a man, he knows a better world is possible but he can no longer be a part of it. He can’t witness the better world in his short mortal lifetime, he just wants his happy ending with his wife. He doesn’t want to be Athena’s warrior of the mind anymore, and that’s ok. And yet, and yet he knows it is possible. He needs it to be possible, and he needs Athena to make it possible. Athena accepts it with a soft “very well”. That doesn’t mean they won’t ever see each other again, just that they no longer have that obligation of mentor-student, they’re just two old friends. They can rebuild their relationship slowly but surely with what they have.

Telemachus is the Warrior of the Mind now (AHHHHHH HIS ATHENA CAPE AND HELMET I LOVE HIS UPGRADE). From here, Telemachus and Athena are gonna truly fulfill Athena’s mission of “making a greater tomorrow” except it isn’t to turn the world more logical and ruthless like she once thought, but to make the world more empathetic and kind — she’s finally found what she was fighting for. Perhaps this is why the WOTM melody in God Games ended with Legendary — Telemachus is the new warrior of the mind. Odysseus fought for a world where his son can be safe and grow up kind and he succeeded in that. Far from war, Telemachus grew up able to afford kindness and empathy while also retaining the ability to be ruthless in face of obstacles — and now he can use this to change the world to Athena’s new ideal — where people held each other with more empathy — as Athena’s new Warrior of the Mind.

Athena’s verse existing is a sign of her reconciliation with Odysseus (in character might I add! I don’t think they’re the type to express their affection so easily, they know each other so we’ll that they just know), so instead her verse is there to expand on the show’s theme as I will be talking about next.

I absolutely adore the depth Athena’s ICHBW verse adds to the thesis of the show. I’ve always thought of epic as mostly being about how it was best to strive for a balance between ruthlessness and open arms, but circumstances only allowed Odysseus to become ruthless which was tragic, while different circumstances allowed Telemachus to be both. But it’s not just that. Sure it’s good to have a balance between the two ideaologies but what if we could make a world where ruthlessness wasn’t needed at all? What if we could be unconditionally kind and be treated with kindness in return instead of taken advantage of or hurt? Where, when given the choice between open arms and ruthlessness, people would choose open arms? It wasn’t possible for these characters, but it could happen someday in the future. If Athena and Telemachus can work towards that future so can we. So should we, considering we’re in a much better place compared to them. A friend of mine said this was a call to action to us in the present and I just. Have not been able to stop thinking about it.

Athena has always thought in “maybes” about her purpose. from WOTM to My Goodbye we’ll be fine to ICHBW. “Maybe one day…” -> “One day you’ll…” -> “maybe if I…” -> “what if…” it’s like she’s representing the future, the “greater tomorrow” of what could be, because as Odysseus said, she’s immortal and she will live to see it and change it. Circe saga has something similar — “Maybe showing one act of kindness leads to kinder souls down the road”, “maybe one day the world will need a puppeteer no more, or maybe one day the world will need a puppeteer more”. The connection of these hypotheticals “maybe one day” with a future world that could possibly be changed for the better by spreading kindness and open arms extends from Athena’s songs to There are Other Ways, one of the only times in the musical where, when Circe could choose between ruthlessness and mercy, she chose to show mercy and help them in hopes of spreading kindness to the world and making the world a slightly better place — aka a scenario that showed how unconditional kindness, “open arms”, could work, for kindness isn’t the inability to be cruel but choosing kindness even when you have the choice not to be. “Kindness is brave”, like Polites said.

Because of her immortality, Athena is the character who’s most connected to “time” in the musical with her time-related abilities like “time dive”, making people think quicker, having a domain essentially outside of time and space… She doesn’t just have a connection with the future but also the past. As someone who lives forever, she is the one who can connect the past, learning from past mistakes, to change the future: “To fall is to learn one way”.

Speaking of her connection to time, You can almost see that at one point Athena was the narrator of the story (see cut songs: full speed ahead demo and Ismarus) like Hamilton’s Burr: simultaneously an observer and a participant of the story. In the animatic of ICHBW she’s overseeing everything happening from her hour glass, wondering out loud from a meta perspective about the themes of the show, hypotheticals of what a different story, a different world could have looked like, and bringing everything to a close. It really feels like Athena is who’s gonna “live and tell their story” as per Hamilton, as always has been the case from burrthena narration days of Old Epic. She’s not just the bridge between the past and future but also between the story and the audience, by bringing up these themes on a meta level to directly tell the audience to make the world a kinder place, because we have the choice, unlike Odysseus who can only choose to accept his actions and move forward. Because she lives forever she can carry on their memories forever. She can keep telling their story over and over again to remind herself and others to change the world by showing empathy and open arms, and she will keep telling this story to us until ruthlessness is no longer needed in the world. The world where this is possible is not theirs but OURS. It is WE who have the chance to choose between ruthlessness and open arms and the show is telling us that, when we have this choice and aren’t forced to be ruthless, to always choose kindness and empathy. Like Circe, like Telemachus. So that we may impart some kindness unto the world and make it a better place.

“Maybe one day we’ll reach them and we’ll make a greater tomorrow then they’ll see I know we’ll change the world cuz we are the warriors of the mind!” — yes, they have reached us. We are all also warriors of the mind, doing our part to change the world for the better, to be kinder.

To me, one part of Athena’s character that’s never clicked for me was her motivation in WOTM. “Make a greater tomorrow” “we’ll change the world” why? How? What’s the point of including this in her song when it’s never come back up again? Now with the ICHBW verse, everything is tied up with a beautiful ribbon. She has always wanted to change the world for the better, and now she’s finally found out how — to spread empathy and Open Arms — and it’s inspired by the desire to help her friends, to prevent what happened to Odysseus from happening again, honoring him, just as how Odysseus tried to embrace Open Arms to honor his dead friends’ memories.

All in all, I’ve grown to genuinely really really like Athena’s verse in ICHBW. It’s so short but so effective at conveying so much. I hope that made sense bc it’s more a compilation of thoughts I had rather than a structured essay. Perhaps one day I will restructure this into a proper essay but not today for after all I’m- *gets shot

[moonphazeddd]

you know the sonic movies have succeeded with their characterization when the first movie came out people were quick to dismiss most of the new human characters but by the third you have a collective of people in the fandom loving them, and their dynamics with the sonic characters of the series…. I think that’s pretty cool tbh! (mostly referring to Tom Maddie and Stone here but yeah. point still stands)

[foxyslittlegarden]

Oh yeah I'm cooking

Catholic boys but more focused on the exorcist idea tbh. I don't know anything about Catholicism so its set dressing to the weird magic exorcism bullshit. Modern AU with a twist yadda yadda yadda read more under the cut \/ \/ \/

TW for medical devices/hospitals and talk of possessions, demons, and exorcism

I'm taking a lot of inspiration from D Gray-man and Blue Exorcist here. Mostly the latter, I miss reading those series so much.

They are taken under the 'protection of the Church' to train as exorcists. Ed is Roy's apprentice and of course he hates that. The church and exorcist society are separate entities, with exorcism being a more specialized skillset that you have to have many years of training for vs the Church being almost like a cover this organization. (Again, I'm a heretic who knows nothing of God and I'm not gonna pretend otherwise.) Roy is a priest and mid-ranking exorcist who specializes in a form of text-based binding (Blue Exorcist remember). Riza is a nun and his main assistant - silver guns and silver bullets!

As for the boys, I imagine Trisha died to an accident or something like cancer and the boys try to see her one more time. As in they were tricked by a demon and both suffered grievous injuries trying to exorcise it. They succeeded obviously but not without the horrible fate of meeting, knowing, and being actively perceived by God (and it ain't the Christian god). Ed lost an arm and a leg due to his injuries, and Alphonse has been an anime coma for three years as his soul has been knocked from his body.

Edward obviously blames himself and is only cooperating with the exorcist organization to find a way to help Al recover.

[gukkiue]

 . . . (🍷) ֶָ֢ 𔓘 MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, MY HIGH TIME ; a nakahara chuuya fic. ❞

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . i can't say no to my hoes, here's your daily dose. woah, I've bars.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . tw ; fem!reader, older brother's bestfriend!chuuya, chuuya gets pussy drunk, public sex at night, oral (female receving), angst, fluff, chuuya eats you out and makes you cum two times, swear words, chuuya can't be a brat tamer as he loves you too much for that, indirect confession if you squint, and that's all i can remember tbh.

the drug if once injected into the system, leaves its reminants in the blood stream and the back of the mind and most of the time, when the addiction is too strong for one to shurg it off as a casual habit, that's when dread sets it.

following the dread is anger which resides inside one's body along with frustration on their own self.

you are no different.

you shrug before looking down at the bowl of sliced fruits on your lap again to try and ignore your brother and the way he is still teasing you for something that happened a week ago ; on your day of arrival when you had to hide in chuuya's room where one thing led to another and after being so deep into each other, the moment you laid on his bed after letting him give you a bath, you and chuuya went to being strangers as if the touches and sounds of each other doesn't still linger in your brains for everytime you two saw each other, it ended up with both of your hands being on each other's bodies before chuuya ultimately decided to avoid interacting with you at all costs and he succeeded mostly, except for times like meals and whenever your brother wanted to spend time with you.

chuuya must be really good at ignoring people and acting as if he is oblivious or else how can you explain him not noticing your lingering stares at him, the way you try to initiate a conversation with him only for him to shut you down with quick replies.

you gave up soon, opting to ignore him as well but only if you could see the way chuuya would nervously gulp everytime his eyes fell on your lips as you talked and immediately his desire and attraction asked his mind only one question ; what would happen if he had your lips wrapped around the length of his cock?

"i was the one drunk out of my mind yet you were the one sleeping like a baby. do you know how many times i tried calling you, moron?" your brother grinned and as you were looking down, you missed the way chuuya cocked an eyebrow as he stared at your brother and wondered why the man is making such lame jokes.

"you called me as well." chuuya reminded and you finally looked up, the deep voice of the man which even at normal times felt extremely seductive due to the raspy edge it has had you quickly gulping as you shoved a piece of sliced strawberry into your mouth to refrain yourself from smiling or biting your lip, your heart giddy and beating fast at his voice.

your brother took notice of your behavior before he looked at chuuya who sat on the armchair comfortably, his legs spread apart and head tilted while you and your brother sat on the two seater sofa.

he shrugged it off however and ran a hand through his hair as he groaned upon remembering the memories of that night and the way chuuya, in his words, 'bailed' on him at a time of crisis.

"iguana. was all over me. apparently she wanted to hook me up with her homewrecker bestfriend --"

"wait, what? homewrecker?" chuuya raised both of his eyebrows up and his eyes trailed over to you to see you shove slice after slice of strawberries into your mouth and the sight of your puffed out cheeks as you chewed on the strawberries with wide eyes (you were internally screaming at yourself to get a grip at your emotions) had quite a strong effect on chuuya who felt his cheeks heating up and suddenly the images of your naked body on top of his as you begged him for another round resurfaced from whatever pits he buried them in.

chuuya sat straight and adjusted himself on the armchair.

"yeah, that girl who always used to have a switch in personality infront of akutagawa and his bestfriend's boyfriend?" your brother tells as he waits for chuuya to realise who he is talking about, your brother spares you a short glance and smiled at the way you seemed content with the strawberries. good thing he decided to buy them during his grocery trip earlier today.

you glance at chuuya while pushing another piece of strawberry into your mouth and a bit of the strawberry juice fell out of the side of your lips and chuuya who had been sneaking glances at you more often then he should in the presence of your brother, leaned forwards to swipe the trickling down juice with the pad of his thumb. as he leaned back on his chair, chuuya subconsciously brought his thumb to his lips to lick the juice and you immediately looked away, shyly and quite hot and bothered.

"heard akutagawa's bestfriend broke up with the bastard." chuuya looked at your brother for confirmation and he nodded, seemingly not having noticed the short exchange between you and chuuya as the movie playing on the tv kept on grabbing his attention every few minutes.

"the bastard cheated on her with homewrecker. so anyways, iguana wanted to set me up with homewrecker and i had to make a excuse on the spot and that's where you . . .  well you were supposed to be my savior bastard." your brother paused to glare at chuuya who shrugged and muttered, "i was busy."

"what the fuck were you even doing that you didn't pick my call twice?" your brother scoffed and you awkwardly chewed as you stared at the movie but no matter how much you tried to focus on it, you would be reminded of what (or who) chuuya was doing that night and as good as it feels to remember his hands greedily groping your ass, the bitter taste of knowing what you did to the person your brother trusts and said person feeling the same guilt to the point he is ignoring you now mostly, leaves a bitter taste on the tip of your tongue.

chuuya didn't answer and instead he tilted his head and pretended as if he was thinking before he smirked, "busy ignoring your calls bitchass."

"you think you are so funny, aren't you?" your brother sarcastically smiled before taking the cushion which was on your lap and throwing it at chuuya's face and his smile turned triumphant when the cushion hitted chuuya exactly square on his face.

"hey!" you scoff at your brother but curl your toes as you see chuuya lean near you and offer the cushion back to you, you glanced at your brother to see him watching the movie playing on the tv as another intresting scene seemed to catch his attention.

now a very big part of you wants to embarass and make a fool out of him for ignoring you for so long and that's what you do, you turn your head away and chuuya chuckled silently as he muttered, "what a brat."

chuuya never had the chance to see you act like a brat as your brother claims you to be because you were always such a sweetheart to him so to see you ignore him for the first time certainly has certain feelings bubbling into his chest and the one that dominates the rest is the absolute raw urge to bend you over and fuck that sudden attitude out of you.

but he can't as your brother is here so he does the other thing he is exceptionally good at and that's being a tease.

from your peripheral vision, you saw chuuya take the cushion and place it on his lap like how it was on your's moments ago but what seemed to make you smirk in amusement and satisfaction was when chuuya traced the edge of the cushion with his index finger before bringing it towards his lips and toying with his bottom lip.

"shameless man." you mumble to mock chuuya and he understood the reasoning behind those words uttered. and oh, did it make him gulp his arousal when the man was reminded of why he is avoiding you in the first place. when chuuya's eyes found your face again, you were looking at your brother again and this resulted in chuuya to chew on his bottom lip.

annoyance and a neediness crawled into him. he wanted you to look at him. so why aren't you? he is fairly good at not giving a shit to people ignoring him but not when you are the one doing so. so cue to chuuya who huffed with the biggest pout on his lips as he glared at the cushion on his lap with furrowed eyebrows.

"your dumbass didn't explain why you called chuuya though." you remind your brother and he blinked, "huh?" before he sighed and quickly told as if he couldn't bother to spare you more then a minute of his time at most,

"wanted him to pretend to be my girlfriend."

you opened your mouth but closed it, nodding as you knew you wouldn't be getting a response from him anymore.

"get a girlfriend for fucks sake then?" chuuya grumbled, not bothering to pretend to be fine as he wanted you to know the absolute despair you are putting him through but when you didn't as much as glance at him, chuuya felt what a addict would feel when they don't have any more substance to divulge into.

panick. dread.

"you fucker." chuuya seethed through gritted teeth as he scrunched his nose in disgust but truly, the anger expressed was felt as chuuya needed to blame someone for the way he is feeling as if things are going downhill between you two and chuuya didn't want to blame himself because the restrictions are hindering him from doing what he would've done ages ago if you didn't share such a relationship (of being the younger sibling) with your brother.

"yes i fuck. want to try me?" your brother waves the red head off and didn't particularly pay him any attention.

you snickered and chuuya smirked in annoyance, everything is so frustrating for him right now. he is worried and he doesn't know what to do to make things better but he just wants things to get better and work in his favor ; which directly indirectly implies that the vessel of patience broke.

even the most rational of minds would have one moment when their patience snaps and they are forced to take a impulsive decision.

"no but i will fuck your sister." the words uttered were spoken with the purpose of lulling you into the arms of the man whose seduction should be labeled as dangerous for how well he is at it even if he doesn't consciously mean to appear as so.

you cough before sneakily looking at your brother's reaction who tilted his head and glared at chuuya, the lone piercing he had on his right ear had a dangling earing on it and as the lights reflected down on the silver accessory, it made him appear more vicious then ever.

you may have gulped nervously but chuuya didn't, he continued to stare into your brother's eyes with an equally serious expression on his face and the tension this never ending staring contest is emitting is making your palms clammy.

"i see, you sister fucker." your brother narrowed his eyes and so did the anxiety growing inside you as you quietly released a breath.

"you are a mother fucker."

"mhm, i fucked your mother."

and you blinked at how easily the two went back to pretending as if tension wasn't begging to break through the surface ; you.

you were the surface and that was made clear once you left to sleep (you share one room with your brother due to the house sporting only two actual bedrooms).

and chuuya finally understood that your brother saw everything but pretended not to. how can he not when it's so obvious to see the panick in chuuya's eyes as his eyes followed your leaving form with a longing and what is he supposed to do with the epiphany of knowing his best friend is very much in love with his younger sister?

the two males sat in a uncomfortable silence for the very first time in their lives for they have had moments of unbearable silence between them but none felt uncomfortable to this level as it felt almost like the silence is playing with the thin layer of pretence until it broke finally.

"did you?" your brother muttered and even if chuuya could see him stare at the tv screen, he knew your brother wasn't actually watching the movie for the way your brother's hardened gaze was trying to intimidate the screen, chuuya knew he (your brother) was trying and racking his brain for possible solutions to deal with this sudden revelation.

"who knows? you tell me, am i?" chuuya leaned back on the armchair as he ran a hand through his hair, closing his eyes.

so it had finally came down to this and that too by chuuya's own hands.

"you look like a lovesick fool -- which is disgusting by the way." your brother scoffed under his breath and stood up to make a quick trip to the kitchen and grab what would be the push the two needed.

chuuya opened his eyes to see your brother offering him a can of beer and he sighed, taking it.

"man i honestly don't know how to react and shit." your brother began and chuuya only listened as he opened the can and brought it to his lips. his shoulders relaxed as the cold liquid flowed down his throat.

but the beer proved to be of no great assistance when all it did was make your brother turn a blind eye to his problems and lull him towards a temporary fabricated and secluded tranquility and made his eyes heavy like how chuuya's heart was as it dawned upon him the feeling of dread and trepidation.

"seriously? this is why you can never trust this bastard with alcohol or even fucking beer." chuuya scoffed under his breath as he stood up to pick both of the beer cans and walked over to the kitchen to throw them in the trash can. during his task, he came across the washed bowl which you previously used to eat strawberries from and he sighed through his nose before a hopeless smile broke on chuuya's lips.

the epiphany of falling down the edges of his sanity and into the dark water made from the strongest narcotic substance and that is love.

it tangles you in its branches and makes it hard and extremely tricky to get out of it or to even think of a solution to tackle this feeling.

chuuya groaned under his breath before he hoisted the man up his back, "fucking siblings." he muttered as he began to walk towards the staircase.

and if you manage to find a way to escape the clutches of what is called as love but truly is an addiction if done in an immature and naive fashion. what is meant by this is the man would begin to miss the feeling of the vine like arms of love squeezing his body but that gesture seemed to provide the man with warmth. and this is why young brains are more prone to fall for the disillusion of addiction being love, toxicity being healthy possession.

chuuya opened the door by pushing on the door handle and entered but due to the newly made adjustment of you having to stay with your brother due to there not being a room for you, chuuya entered the moment you were changing.

the current predicament had chuuya's heart to be alert and inform every cell in his body of your presence and the way his body reacted to the sight of you with your top halfway over your head that revealed your bra and stomach -- was by his skin being littered by goosebumps.

you immediately pull down the cloth over your body again and watch chuuya lay your brother down on the bed before he slowly looked at you again, rubbing his neck awkwardly.

"don't you know it's rude to stand infront of someone after ignoring said person for a whole week." your voice reached his ears.

oh lord, chuuya couldn't stop the love strucken smile spreading on his face as the fact that your voice and words even if they were meant as a jab, were directly meant for him and only him.

how can a few hours of being ignored make chuuya so desperate?

drugs sure are strange and seductively dangerous, aren't they?

perhaps they were created because man was growing too strong and he needed to be reminded that even a mere substance can make him bend and forget his realities.

"your brother is an idiot but i am a bigger idiot then him." were the words that greeted you but didn't invite you to see what is going on in chuuya's mind and in his heart.

you tilted your head, none of you two moved till the heartbeat in chuuya's body got too violent to be ignored and he took the first step forwards, towards you.

"you asked me to choose right? loyalty or love?" chuuya continued but you did not understand where he is going with this so you settled with nodding unsurely.

"i needed time to think about it. to ignore you was a mistake on my part but i don't regret it." chuuya stopped infront of you and if there is one thing above the rest that should be admired the most about him then it should be his ability to hold eye contact and just show the person he is talking to about his exact emotions running through him at the moment.

the red haired raised his hand to run his knuckles through your cheek and you shuddered upon feeling his touch after a week and especially after feeling it so intimately.

"fuck, your brother will kill me if he knows what i am doing to you." chuuya sighed fondly before he continued,

"because what couldn't be decided even in a week was made clear in just an hour when you blatantly ignored me -- okay that was my fault and i am a bastard for ignoring you so will you let me make it up to you?" spoken under one breath were the words which revealed the fragility of this man but you were more hurt and you were going to show it to him.

"i don't know if that's a good idea --" your words were stuck in your throat by the man infront of you stepping forwards and clasping his fingers around your forearm to pull you forwards.

your chest bumped into his and your heart almost flipped down to your stomach in surprise and giddy excitement.

"i will make sure you don't regret your time. please?" chuuya tilted his head and once again began to trail his knuckles down your cheeks and towards your throat.

his free hand was by his side yet it shook as it resisted the urge to grab your waist.

"are you -- are you -- you know . . . asking me out on a date?" you stammered as his hand went down your collarbones, you could feel his cold skin touching the area below your collarbones like a snake slithering before it went even lower to play with the edges of your top's neckline.

"consider it one but i swear the real one would be better." he spoke with such exasperation that it made you melt at his pitiful state. eyebrows were scrunched together as he gazed at you like a hungry man looks at those who help him.

but you gulped and were about to shake your head to reject his proposal but how could you when the man who commands seduction traced his fingers up and down the length of your arm.

your knees wobbled under his intense stare and bumped into his as you felt the gravity supporting you play a trick on you or maybe it was your brain who weakened under his stare.

"when?" you try to breath out your nervousness but to no avail as the red head extended his same hand of temptation to carass the small of your back as he leaned down to have his nose graze the curve of your jaw.

many emotions felt by humans happen on a impulse and before said human can realise what situation he weaved, he is already moving through the course of time and paying the role his fate has written for him.

chuuya's sudden panick, desperation and feeling of loneliness and dreadful thoughts can fall under the same category and it is safer to leave his intentions as a result of his epiphany and overwhelmingly strong and overpowering emotions and feelings. to go and try to understand his every action will only be a waste of time because this probability is a small percent or fraction of one percent of chance which he decided to take at this exact second and minute. so to simply put it, the surroundings, his own mental state and feelings and the course of events which flowed out lead him to have this realization and grasp the chance which he craved out himself as the one already presented to him would've been on the following dawn after the night you two spend. he deliberately allowed that chance to slip through his fingers.

and chuuya nakahara was never taught how to handle emotions. for how can he of all feel emotions?

the one who can't distinguish pain from love will always welcome pain with opened arms.

and nakahara was never the first choice so when he found a person ; your brother, who holds him with with importance, chuuya doesn't want to let go of this.

but now love is tearing him and love is making him feel. this makes him panick. this makes him desperate to be quick to make a move.

but this is all just a waste of time -- chuuya doesn't want to understand the meaning of his intentions and feelings and would rather want to go with the flow and swim in his feelings.

after all, no one is a better fraud then he is. confidence is nothing but a mirage he makes everyone believe and the worth to actually have someone to call his own, his lover, is something chuuya is afraid of.

for love is followed by pain and pain is followed by despair.

and he who can not distinguish his fears from his desire can never distinguish pain from love but he did, now.  albeit forcefully but he did.

"tomorrow? night?" he murmured against your skin and the man felt drunk yet sober enough. drunk on the feeling of your skin on his, sober enough to relish the sensation. he began to mark your jaw with small and quick pecks. they felt tingly and unfairly short for shouldn't his lips linger on your skin long enough to leave marks?

you do not speak for the inability to speak in a stable tone is not within your limits now. you only hum but even that sounded shaky -- and you only realise it after you feel chuuya's lips spread in a small smile.

"can i kiss you?" chuuya whispered as he raised his eyes to peek up at you while he still continued to peck your jaw and as you lowered your eyes to look at him with your eyes half lidded as they threatened to close due to his lips on your skin and the hormones and emotions it's stimulating, chuuya nakahara became the most humane when he forgot how to breath and what an irony is this that the red head felt the most human and most comfortable in his skin at the moment when he is unable to respire which is fundamental for a human's survival.

no. respiration makes one another animal on this planet, another chordate and another mammal but feeling this sweet emotion, feeling flowers bloom inside his body and feeling optimistic that perhaps a small percentage of things working out in his favor exists,  this is what makes one human. no?

after all is human not he who has humanity? and what is humanity if not respect and love for everything? but what is a real human and not a facade of one if he doesn't feel despair?

after despair and pain only does happiness come and he who did not taste despair is unfortunately and will always be unaware of the real taste of joy.

"my brother is passed out just behind you. you are taking advantage of the situation. are you not?" you manage to smile yet it only added more to make your lust for the man available.

chuuya stood straight and leaned near you with one of his arms wrapping around your shoulder as the fingers of said arm gently flicked your cheek and he tilted his head before he smirked, "i have always been an opportunist after all, so . . . may i?"

"can you?" you throw the question back at him, growing flustured under his direct stare.

"i am sure i can." he muttered, leaning closer to your lips but he did it so excruciatingly slowly that it made you want to push him forwards in hopes of showing the same desperation that you are feeling.

"then why don't you?" you whisper and it's a miracle how rapidly your eyes focus on his lips before focusing on his eyes and vice versa. your heart beat is the declaration to your brain that perhaps you can never be mad at chuuya no matter what he does and that's terrifying.

"because i am scared of not being able to stop once i begin." chuuya whispered and the proximity between you two made it so his breath could hit your lips and that was it.

the thread of patience began to stretch when he began to ignore you. it stretched and stretched till it was barely hanging on and now it snapped.

you grab his shirt to pull him closer as you place your lips against his and almost immediately, chuuya wrapped both of his arms around you to pull you closer.

chuuya missed the feeling of his lips moving against your's, the way just a tap on the small of your back was all he needed for you to get the signal and part your lips to allow his tongue inside.

he forced you to take a step backwards while his tongue teased your own with a a feather like, almost barely existent lick which made your knees to shake once and you were sure you would've fell on your knees had it not been for the red head whose hand went behind your thigh to grab it and force you to keep standing.

the moment he pulls back slightly to let you two catch your breaths, you run your hand through his hair before grabbing his roots to tilt his head down so you could capture his lips in your's again. you parted your lips after he gently bit down on your bottom lip before he licked it to soothe the pain.

chuuya continued to make you walk backwards till the back of your knee hits the edge of your bed and you fall on it with him.

his hand carassed your jaw while the other sneaked up from behind your thigh to grab your hand.

when you two separated again, you were panting as you stared at chuuya on top of you who brought your hand near his lips -- his cheeks were coated with a light blush as he too tried to grasp whatever oxygen he could around him.

chuuya began by kissing your knuckles before he continued his trail of kisses down the length of your arm, staring from your wrist which he gently bit on to leave a small mark, towards your elbow and forearm before his lips were on your shoulder.

he pulled down on your top to give him access to your skin and your breath hitched when he raised his eyes to stare at you while kissing your shoulder.

but before he could go on any further, the vibration in his back pocket caused due to his phone and chuuya cursed under his breath. planting one hand beside your head to support his leaning body, his other hand reached into his backpocket to take his phone out and accept the call and as he talked, chuuya looked down at you with a apologetic smile.

"your phone is a real cockblocker." you teased his as soon as he ended the call. he hummed before he leaned down to peck your lips.

"isn't it?" he muttered as he leaned up to look at your face again and it looked as if he wanted to speak something, to confess something, to reveal something but he dared not to in the confinements of the four walls and the one sided company of your passed out brother.

chuuya sat up on top of you, his legs straddling your thighs as he ran a hand through his head before he glanced at the time on his phone which showed it is currently past midnight.

it's not ideal but when has he ever been ideal?

he isn't ideal but desirable and the forbidden which a lost soul searches for.

he extended his hand towards you and you blinked, "pardon?" you muttered and watch how the ends of his lips get curled into a somewhat embarassed boyish grin.

"i might have to change up our plans for tomorrow. got a call from my professor, ya know, extra classes and stuff? oh doll, why is everyone so adamant on making my life more harder, hmm?" chuuya muttered and as you placed your hand on top of his, he brought it to his face to nuzzle his cheek against your palm.

soon you found you are not in a position to ever refuse chuuya but perhaps you knew it all along and never just actually realized the depth of this habit.

you also found that your assumption of chuuya being the calm headed of the two (him and your brother) was incorrect as who in their right mind would take someone to the nearest park after midnight, when not another soul, not even guards are present?

but maybe you loved the thrill chuuya brought along with him as much as you loved chuuya himself so you didn't point out the abrupt and sudden 'date'. you walked extremely close to the redhead as you kept on clinging onto his arm in fear of anything unordinary popping out of thin air to scare you.

the night time, despite your childish terror, is peaceful and still. to be able to walk next to chuuya here as the silence of the air makes it easier for you to hear his footsteps, the shuffle of his clothes and limbs and the way he is humming a tune -- it's all as audible as your own heart beating for you.

"how are you academically?" you asked in hopes of starting a conversation and start a conversion it did.

chuuya's bottom lip unconsciously jutted out a bit as he pondered hard over the question, he looked adorable if you must admit.

"i guess a bit above average?" he finally answered after thinking for so long and even if chuuya is a guy who wears confidence as his perfume, his confidence always carried a pleasant fragrance and not a overbearing and suffocating one.

"you are too humble, aren't you?" you smile before you hummed, looking down at the path you two walked on and focusing on how your skirt (you had pulled out an outfit at the last minute since you refused to go out with chuuya under-dressed, even if said outing is just a walk into the nearest park) brushed against your thighs each time you raised your legs to walk.

"not really. i . . i used to be really sharp in studies in my first year and so but since this year, i don't perform as good as i used to." there was a short moment of distraction caused by the wind blowing which made you shudder and shift close to chuuya, the action done in such a way that the back of your thigh barely grazed his crotch.

"really? why?" you look at him as you tilted your head in a way to study him and find the reason behind his decrease in performance.

and something about the way you stared at chuuya with eyes holding nothing but fondness for him had chuuya gulping, not in panick or nervousness, but rather to gulp down his own nearly bursting feelings and desires.

"c'mere doll," chuuya grabbed the curve of your waist to pull you towards the nearest bench and made you sit next to him, the action causing you to bite your lip as even his mere touch still felt like the touch of a celestial entity. in the sense that one touch is enough to ignite your skin.

chuuya's arm was streched behind you on the bench as he looked at you, the other hand raising to carass your jaw as he explained his reasoning, "everyone is broke unless you are from a rich family and many people find . . . unusual alternatives to earn money fast, i did too. a friend of mine once took me to an underground racing side show. got interested and now that's how i earn."

"through illegal means?" you raised your eyebrows at the revelation as your eyes casted downwards to watch how delicately the tip of his nail of his index finger grazed your skin and as much as it felt ticklish, it felt just as satisfying.

"what's a little harm in breaking rules every now and then?" maybe it's the drop in the temperature or just in octaves of his voice but whatever the reason may be, you shuddered. you raised your eyes to look at his face again and oh, has any man ever lived after staring right at him who is a dangerous seduction or are you an exception because you caught on the softness at the edges of his otherwise seductive eyes.

"honestly don't think you are much of a rule breaker chu." you teased but your words were meant to rile him up even in the slightest to see if he would react in a way which would satisfy you and your ever growing desires.

"what makes you think so?" he raised his eyebrows in amusement, his light and barely there touch on your cheek now turned into his index finger tracing along your neck and towards your collarbone.

"you seem to be afraid of my brother." you grinned a bit and tried not to focus on how frequently his action is making you gulp, you were afraid of clenching your thighs together but every time you feel your wet core clench against nothing, you were becoming more and more aware of your growing lust.

"what makes you think that little doll?" chuuya smirked as he taunted you and you found it hard to resist smiling as you leaned a bit near him, your forearm brushing against his arm and for a moment that stole chuuya's attention, when he looked back at you again, he saw you grinning smugly.

"because my brother can kick your ass." you tease and chuuya raised one of his eyebrows in sheer amusement before he jabbed his thumb in his direction.

"you think your brother can beat me? chuuya nakahara?" he scoffed but it was all meant in a playful fashion and you nodded.

you were nervous but you still pushed forwards to grab his thumb which was still pointed at himself before you placed it on the space between both your collarbones and slowly began to drag it down. your eyes was on his face and you watched him bite down on his bottom lip slightly as his eyes trailed down to follow your hand guiding his thumb down your chest.

chuuya grinned smugly and bended his thumb when the pad of his thumb came in contact with your top, the action of his causing your top to be pulled down enough to reveal your bra to him.

"what makes you think your brother can kick my ass?" he asked in a low and gravelly tone, raising his eyes to stare at you again as the smirk on his lips was hard to get rid off. he just found you and your assumption to be quite adorable.

"isn't the reason of you not making any move on me not enough for me to think so? with the way you've been acting chuuya, i really doubt my assumptions are wrong. you are scared of my brother." you giggle as you stare at him a bit arrogantly but that did not lasted long as chuuya raised his hand which was pulling down on your top just a few seconds ago to grab your jaw and pull your face towards his, the smirk on his face glinted with danger.

"you really think that?" he asked for the last time under the witness of the few stars twinkling in the sky, the moon not to be seen anywhere and maybe that's why the lamp lights on the park flushed their light down at you two in humiliation of not doing a job as good as the natural celestial body does.

you flushed too, legs clenched shut as your chest heaved upon feeling chuuya's breath hit your lips before you nodded.

chuuya was selfless but you weren't, not in this sense atleast. you wanted him and if he did too then why not push him over the edge?

"i can almost imagine how adorable you will look once i prove you wrong." danger is he, and danced with danger, you did.

"go on, prove it then." you challenged and this is the final pedestal you will place chuuya on if he could keep on his word to make it up or not.

and when has chuuya ever disappointed someone?

"if you say so." he hastily mumbled before placing his lips on your's again and immediately you felt his hot breath moving past the security of your lips to enter your mouth and make you let out a pant, your hands tried to grab at his jacket but the hand which was behind you and on the bench, suddenly found itself holding both of your wrists on your lap, on top of your pubis mound.

chuuya's teeth clashed against your own as he continued his assault on your lips but it wasn't the way he sucked on your tongue that had you whining but the hand which was holding both of your wrists as he pushed your wrists down on your pubis mound and you felt the slightest of pleasure.

your legs parted and chuuya tugged your wrists even lower before stopping when they finally rested on top of where your clit is. he presses your wrists down on your clit to stimulate a weak pleasure before lifting your wrists for a few seconds so the pleasure could disappear completely before pressing your wrists down again.

he separated his lips from yours forcefully to allow both of you to breath before he leaned in again.

this action of your wrists pressed down on your cunt had you digging your nails in your palm as you felt your mind going insane, you felt annoyed and bothered by his teasing and wanted him to do more to you already but he didn't. and so you bit down on his bottom lip but that just earned a moan from him as chuuya adjusted himself to lower his upper body a bit so he could be in line with your lips and he pushed his tongue against your lower lip again as if telling you to bite his lip again.

you found it fascinating how easily you always gave in to him. your teeth gently sinked onto his plush lip again and he whined out, gasping slightly at the newfound pleasure his body is feeling.

he once again broke the kiss but everytime he did to give you time to breathe, he returned to kiss you with just as much passion as the very first time.

you feel yourself growing flush but the embarrassment isn't enough to overcome your arousal and so, despite the shame you felt, you began to hump at your wrists in attempts to feel some kind of friction against your clothed cunt, palms formed into fists as you tried to find an angle where your lips would hit against your knuckles to produce some kind of fiction.

the pleasure did came but only twice and with the amount of effort you put inside to feel it, the pleasure didn't feel rewarding enough and when chuuya noticed your hips stop as you didn't hump against your fists and he stopped holding your jaw and instead, planted his hand to grip on the back of the bench as he slowly climbed on top of you while trying his best to not break from the kiss.

his knees were pressed against the bench and if he tried to close his legs, he could squeeze your hips -- this is how close his knees are to your hips and waist. chuuya leaned his body down a bit and lowered himself till he found himself to be in the position where he could lift your wrists to nudge your fists against his growing hard on. he hissed at the contact and released a whimper when your palms cupped his clothed cock.

you squeezed it and he immediately bucked his hips forwards and did so again when you squeezed it again.

chuuya separated his lips from your's, a thin string of saliva connecting your now swollen lips with his and he smiled at the sight of your swollen and flushed lips.

"i am scared of your brother? what foolish words. he can't do shit to me even as i fuck his sister dumb in a park. but you would like that wouldn't you? isn't this why you are pushing my buttons, preety doll?" chuuya rasped out as he began to make his way down your body by trailing kisses down your lips to your jaw to your neck and down your clothed chest.

the sensation of the very faint feeling of his lips on your clothes as he teased you by kissing your clothed breast had you whining in frustration. chuuya doesn't lift his head up but trails his eyes up to look at you.

"hm? want something? gotta tell me what you want, doll." every word leaving his lips had a physical effect on you as his lips brushed against your clothed yet still somewhat feel-able hardened nipple.

you nod but chuuya only tutted, his kisses trailing down your stomach before he gently smacked your knee.

"use your words, you didn't seem to be running out of them when you ran your cute dumb mouth around just a few minutes ago." chuuya taunted.

"for a guy scared of my brother, you sure have a big ego." you breath out and chuuya raised his eyebrows as he immediately got off you, kneeling infront of you instead.

he sighed in faux disappointment as he grabbed your thighs and harshly shoved them away to spread them, the skirt you wore (only for the purpose of tempting chuuya to have his hands all over you) rides up and he tutted again at the sight of the wet patch on your panties.

"it's my fault after all," chuuya began with a sigh as he raised his middle finger to press the back of said finger right on top of the wetness and to feel the sticky slick on his skin, "giving into your every demand since childhood, treating you like my princess even when your brother told me i am spoiling you." chuuya sighed again before he curled his middle finger and pushed it against your panties, you jumped with a cracked moan as you look down to see him staring at your pussy.

"made you a brat so i guess it's only right i pull the brat out of you too? huh? wanna make you my good doll again so badly." chuuya looked up at you with eyebrows raised for permission and you immediately nodded and stammered,

"p-please chuuya, wanna be your girl! so, so badly!" for who could keep their composure infront of this man who must be why mirrors were invented so he and everyone else could admire his beauty.

chuuya sighed before he smiled fondly, "it's not your fault doll, not at all. i love you too much to not spoil you, come on, be a brat. i'll handle it." he muttered as he raised your skirt higher till it remained racked on your waist before he trailed his hands down, you shuddered and felt your pussy oozing out more wetness at the touch.

"wanna make you my girl as well doll. you are my only girl after all. my favorite forever." chuuya crooned as his fingers hooked around the waistband of your panties and he pushed it down in one motion, letting it drop by his feet as he stared up at your glistening and pulsating pussy.

"gonna knock some senses into your brother if that bastard doesn't let me have you. that fucker better not try to keep me away from my doll and my pussy." chuuya gritted, gulping as he immediately raised his head towards your pussy.

the sight of his face buried between your thighs made you release a shaky breath.

your eyes widened in pleasure before closing as chuuya's tongue touched your inner labia before he licked a long strip along it.

"all barks and no talks isn't a trait that suits you chuuya." you grit out as a deadly mixture of pleasure and anger emits from your body in the form of your words. anger for the way he feels the same as you do yet is hesitant to take a step forwards but so are you so you guess it's only fair, huh.

the red haired man's tongue licked from your inner labia to your clit and he immediately flicked the bud with his tongue before speaking against it in his low voice,

"yeah? but i bite too doll," he told and to prove his words, chuuya gently bit down on your inner thigh before raising his head towards your cunt again.

you felt his wet and warm tongue on your bundle of nerve as you let out small short breaths which soon turned into you full on whimpering when his lips enclosed around the bud and he began to suck on it.

you shakily tilt your head back to rest it against the edge of the bench as you feel chuuya raising your leg, holding your leg by your ankle as he tugged on it to make you look at him and when you did, you bit your lip to not let out a moan.

chuuya licked his lips as he kept his eyes on you, they were half lidded to tell you that just one lick and the man already seemed to grow a extreme liking to your cunt and having it against his face. chuuya leaned his head near your ankle and began to kiss his way up your leg and that, along with the night breezes hitting your bare pussy has you whimpering.

you didn't even seem to realise the setting you are in yet but chuuya did and the thought of someone, possibly a guard walking on a stroll and coming across you two had him sinking his teeth on the side of your thigh. he nibbled his way up and the skin he nibbled on turned a light shade of pink as if it's his mark he is leaving.

chuuya stopped once he was infront of your bare cunt again and he blowed a puff of air on it to see your thighs jerk yet your cunt clenched around nothing.

both of his hands found solace on top of your thighs as he held your legs apart and dipped his head down towards your cunt, he stopped to adjust the grip of his hand and lift your leg over his shoulder.

the anticipation was sweet but the action following it was addicting. your head fell back as you felt chuuya's tongue lapping at your labia again before he thrusted his tongue into your hole as if he had enough of this game of teasing he is playing with you. you moaned out his name when you felt his tongue thrusting in and out of you as he made out with your pussy and after that till the time you actually cummed, you only moaned out his name again and again as you were a withering mess.

the moans entered his ear and were converted into praises or cheers to continue on and continue is what he did when he raised his head to circle his tongue around your bud again while he entered one finger into your hole to immediately make up for the lack of his tongue.

his tongue swirled slowly yet with force but his finger thrusting in and out of you was fast and some what faint till he inserted one more finger till it was knuckle deep into you and the reward he got was the chocked moan you released when his newly entered finger immediately grazed against your g-spot.

chuuya pulled his fingers back and thrusted them in together --the index and the middle finger. the index brushed against your walls and you clamped around it which made him release a moan on your clit but the middle finger as it was longer in length, found your g-spot and he hitted it before curling his finger and bumping the knuckle of it against your g-spot.

kitty licks to harsh sucks to gentle flicking -- your bud is the sole victim of his abuse and this has you shaking as you feel this along with the thrusts and curls of his fingers pull at the knot in your stomach in two directions, it's stretching and stretching and your abdomen feels like burning pleasantly.

"you better fucking thank me when you come all over my face." chuuya whispered against your bud, his hot breath along with the cold night breeze pulled the knot in your stomach in one direction ; chuuya's middle finger slowly curled and pressed against your g-spot before it began hitting it continuously and hastily and that was what it took to break the knot in your stomach as you screamed in pleasure, thighs squeezing around his head as you cummed.

"thank you, thank you -- thank yo-- aah, chuuya!" you screamed as the man didn't seem to stop but greedily lapped at each and every part of your cunt to not waste even a drop of your cum.

had he been the wanderer in a desert coming across a oasis? or are you a mirage?

whoever you are, you have him greedily lapping at your cunt as his fingers too didn't once stop thrusting and as good as it felt before, now, due to oversensitivity, your hands reached down to grab his hair to pull him up, to let him know you can't take one more orgasm by pulling on his roots had him humming in pleasure against your pussy.

he leaned his head down to push his tongue inside your hole again and it was when his nose bumped against your clit that you began to grind against his face as a newly formed knot in your abdomen played tricks on your brain and you just needed to break it, to release, to cum again and to feel the ecstacy again.

the continuous colliding of his nose against your clit is the main source of pleasure this time and what pushed you over the edge as you screamed once again in the empty park, a little after midnight, without a shame or care in the world.

"thank you! thank you!" you repeated again and again as your thighs and maybe even your legs shaked but none of you paid it any heed, not when you came all over chuuya's face so prettily and not when his tongue lapping and sucking on your over sensitive and puffy cunt is messing with your brain.

you found time to breath and to calm down only when chuuya pulled back from your cunt and looked at you, when you looked back down at him, you nearly released another moan at the sight of his chin and jaw dripping with your juices. chuuya licked his lips, licking your juices as he smirked at you while panting a bit, his own arousal messing with his mind.

"next time you try to be a brat and i'll put you in your place infront of everyone." he threatened and you shook your head, smiling.

"you won't." you whispered as it was hard to find your voice after being eaten out for the first time and chuuya realised it too by the way your thighs were still shaking.

"yeah, i won't -- unless i am pushed to do it of course." chuuya grinned and winked at you before he laid the flat of his palm against your thigh and began to caress it, other hand moving to unbuckle his belt as he demanded, "on all fours, be quick doll. we have twenty minutes before the old guard wakes up."

── ❀ *̥˚─── EXTRA SNIPPET ❀ *̥˚─

"chuuuuuya! please come here, i want to talk to you." your brother sang in a cherry like voice which made chuuya's heart freeze in terror.

the man looked at you with a frown as he nearly whined, "this is it. he's gonna kill me. i am as good as dead meat --"

you lean near the fretting man to kiss his lips gently before patting his shoulder as you roll your eyes, "its my brother. you can literally punch him if he tries something."

chuuya took a deep breath before he nodded with a determined look on his face and stood up from the couch, walking towards the stairs to climb upstairs.

yet the moment he stepped inside your brother's room and closed the door, chuuya groaned as your brother punched him on his side.

"fucker! 'your sister is my sister' bullshit!" your brother growled as he glared at chuuya who smiled sheepishly and raised his arms to surrender himself infront of your brother's wrath.

"you are a fucking snake! a scorpion who stabs people from the back!" your brother yelled as he frantically looked around, spotting a cushion lying on the edge of his bed and he picked it up before throwing it at chuuya who ducked in time to save his face from being hit.

"a fucking crocodile!" your brother threw another insult as he climbed on the bed to pick another pillow before trying to throw it at chuuya again who jumped this time.

"c-come on man --"

"silence." your brother growled again and chuuya immediately placed his index finger against his lips, nodding.

". . 'you don't need to worry. i will treat your sister with the same fragility as you do.' what a disgusting liar you are! you-- come here bastard!" your brother yelled as he tried to get off the bed and catch chuuya who stuck his tongue out, opening the door and running out.

"i do treat her with fragility . . . only not in bed --"

"you punk!" your brother yelled at chuuya's provocation as the two ran down the stairs with your brother still trying to catch chuuya who looked over his shoulder and blew your brother a kiss, further annoying him.

[its-short-for-jackalope]

The Traveler and the "Ghost"

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Tried to do some quick & easy drawings for the @pulpmusicalsfortnight2024 roleswap prompt and I mostly succeeded? I did NOT intend to do this much rendering (or any, tbh) but I only spent a couple days on these and I had a lot of fun!

In my mind, radiant!Kal is still a mischievous scamp who doesn't seem to take anything seriously right up until there really isn't time for levity, while foggy!Sia is always focused and solemn. She definitely doesn't fool around and play games like Kal does in canon. (She'd probably be way deadlier, tbh... 😬)

[weirdocat83]

Canon divergence Arcane au!! Post-apocalypse AU!! (Ofc with a side of timebomb)

Based on the part of season 2 where Viktor is literally taking over the world and also the alternate universe where he literally succeeded.

I think it’d be interesting to see a jinx/ekko/jayce team up. Would they get along? Absolutely not. Jinx literally blew up the council room and Jayce created hextech which contributed to a loss of wealth for the undercity. Jinx and Jayce would kill each other if not for the fact that they’re probably the only people who have survived.

If you’re asking why jinx, Ekko and Jayce, it’s because Jinx and Ekko could conceivably avoid Viktor’s control (we literally see jinx avoid it and Ekko has the Z-drive) and Viktor straight up has a soft spot for Jayce and while the Viktor who is Actively Causing the apocalypse may not show it, AU Viktor could have shown him how to survive in the Apocalypse. Also Jinx and Ekko just have incentive to keep him alive considering he’s probably the one who would know how to kill Viktor best (considering the whole AU thing and being his partner for Years)

I think this kind of au would be an interesting way to dissect the darker parts of their characters.

We see a lot of that from jinx in the show and I do think she would struggle to find the will to Stay Alive when literally everyone else is gone. Tbh I think she’d mostly be there on spite and murderous intent for Viktor. She is in Survival Mode which, all things considered, isn’t a bad thing in the Apocalypse. To an extent, they all are. The apocalypse def made her crazy less strange and more helpful. The ability to make weaponry out of basically anything and a willingness to blow up anything that moves is useful all things considered.

Ekko is grappling with the fact that pretty much all the firelights are dead or won’t last long while also trying to keep Jinx and Jayce from killing each other (intentionally or not). He’s lost a lot of people in a short amount of time and is Not Coping Well. He’s always focusing on what’s in front of him but it’s all kind of really bad rn tbh. He’s more temperamental than usual and it matches up badly most of the time with Jinx. She knows this logically but also doesn’t really know what to do abt it. Sometimes to get their minds off everything they talk abt traveling far away from everything where Viktor hasn’t reached yet and living the rest of their lives peacefully. They know it’s practically a pipe dream but sometimes a dream can be all you need to hold out some hope. Ekko is usually the strategist, planning where they go and when. In battle/right before he can give brief warnings because of the Z-drive and has had to adapt to using more force than he’s used to in order kill Viktor’s minion things.

Jayce is… weird honestly. He just went through one apocalypse to get back to another which is arguably worse. He’s prepared and knows what this is like but sometimes the “rich kid” personality still shines through. Like, he’ll eat raw food and sleep on the floor but he’ll still complain abt how he misses his bed and the feasts the kirammans used to throw. I feel like he’d learn a lot abt the undercity from mostly Ekko but also jinx. Jayce being pretty useless without a proper lab would be pretty funny when Jinx and Ekko have always operated without one. Jayce is usually the one getting resources like food/shelter.

I think it’d be interesting to see them fight and interact together considering they’re all so different and we never really see them together in canon.

Ekko and Jinx spend a lot of time together in this au both out of necessity and because they know each other better than anyone. Sometimes their relationship reminds Jayce of his and Viktor’s ‘partnership’. Jayce would get closer to the two even if he’ll never truly understand them. I think Jayce and Jinx would go from “I am two seconds from murdering your ass” to a weird type of sibling-ish relationship. Meanwhile Jayce and Ekko would be bonding while planning what to do next. Also every time Jayce mentions Viktor, Jinx and Ekko both look at him in the “I Know What You Are” type of way. They know better than anyone that just because someone is your enemy, that doesn’t mean you stop loving them.

[clownhara]

is there like a jester ocs 101 i do wanna learn about them

Putting these under a read more because this might get long

My family :)

Edward Roberts-Rosales: I made too many jokes about this bastard being my dad and now he's my dad. High key wants to fuck plants. Evades taxes like no ones business. Kind of a shit guy but it's funny to watch him mess up everything so we keep him alive for that alone Max Rosales: My better dad. Can really do so fucking much better than Edward but he settled </3. Is a plant man. Likes baking. Is the dad that actually loves me. Heron Rosales: I don't do to much with her but I'm trying to do more. Max's trans sister. Wants Edward dead and honestly, we don't blame her. Average chronic pain haver tbh please get her some Ibuprofen. Boaty McBoatface: My brother who is a boat. Edwards favorite son, despite being terrified of being on boats after he was the sole survivor of a ship wreck. I fuckinh hate this thing

Project Moon adjacent ones

Despise Domek (Or just Des): Local Enkphalin hooked rat. Goes by it/they but people close to it can call them she/her. There are two remaining people who can call them she/her. Steals things from people it likes to keep a piece of them, so don't invite them to your house. Things WILL go missing. Says the phrase "Well it didn't kill me so I'm fine" way to god damn often. Ambrose Domek: Not actually related to Des at all his parents just stole Des's parents last name. We heart religious fanaticism to the point of self harm!!!!!! Has two boyfriends and has convinced himself neither of them like him. Him and Des are besties :) Keith: Real Jester-heads remember Keith. I made this bastard before Ruina came out and he keeps fucking staying relevant to whatever game is out. How does he do it. Lobcorp him is Geb and Myo's adopted son, a Rabbit, and had a complex where he's gotta prove himself 24/7 and ends up getting his leg ripped off. Ruina him is trying to find Gebura again after the whole Library situation happened, and is wildly distraught after learning Myo's whole deal. Limbus Keith is content, much older, runs a weapons shop, and is gay married to Heathcliff. Jesus Christ I made him before the new translation of Lopcorp happened I think HOW LONG HAS HE EXISTED WHAT THE FUCK

Damien Domek: Also not related to Des, just took it's last name because he liked it. They are qprs though. Also is broke as shit but mostly stays out of the Rat lifestyle by just old fashioned robbing people. Loves lying to people for fun and profit, but he is honestly a pretty nice guy. Minus the lying

Randos

Arlo: Disgusting rancid cyborg scientist who needs to bathe and touch grass. I adore him though. Ellie: Arlos little sibling. She/they user. Kills people for money and feeds the bodies to the eldritch horror that follows her around Hector: The eldritch horror that follows Ellie around. usually just looks like a dilf tbh its easier for Ellie to explain. Can't actually speak so he usually just talks telepathically while making a bunch of hums, chirps, and clicks to mimic speaking.

Oleander: Local unethical scientist that unethicaled a bit too hard when trying to revive his even worse older brother and turned off most of his emotions manually to avoid coping with the mental toil. Sad! Many such cases. Can't feel any emotions other then joy now. Kinda sucks but he certainly doesn't seem to upset about it :)

Simon: Oleadners brother. Kinda. Moreso a robot piloting Oleanders brothers body. Fucking hates Oleander but after Oleander lobotomized himself Simon begrudgingly takes care of him now. Despite his complicated feelings, he's wildly overprotective.

Cybel: A robot Oleander made! They are meant to gather as much information as they possibly can in case some horrible event happens that kills off humanity. is quite literally indestructible. Likes ice cream.

Octavius: I made this guy to be a danganrompa villain back in high school and I succeeded too well. I fucking hate this fake ass bitch

Tabb: This fucking guy. Trapped in a time loop but he doesn't know and its technically not a time loop. Met his (now) husband ages ago but died shortly after meeting him, so he revived Tabb, then the two got married, then Tabb died again so Halt (the husband) revived him again but he lost his memories then halt died and Tabb revived him the Tabb died again so Halt revived him but he lost all his memories so they dated again and got remarried then Tabb died again and you get the idea. Very nice guy, a bit anxious, perfectly normal minus the dying thing. If it wasn't for him losing all his memories and Halt tampering with shit so he was in love with him i uh. Don't think he'd actually like Halt all that much tbh

Halt: Just wants to be happy with his husband :(. Sad he unethicaled all over that science. Hey are you noticinga theme here. Also he's a cat boy but thats really not relevant to his depression issues

Urge: Halts kinda milfy twin sister. Really sick of all of this loop bullshit because she gets to watch her bestie Tabb die repeatedly, so she packed up her bags and left. Can't be in the same room as Halt without them getting into a fist fight. Do you see the themeing with their namesan d their ideals. Halt is kinda halted in place but Urge keeps pushing forward because she has the urgeto move on. Do you see it. It is almost 1 am

Russel: A kid that got roped into this whole mess because he walked in on a Tabb revival tube without permission. Sticks around Urge most of the time. Had a bad homelife to put it mildly, so Urge took him in.

Theres way more of these bastards but these are the most relevant ones. I am going to bed now. Goobnight

[the-music-maniac]

How fucked up would it be if Sefikura got Hanahaki? Either one of them. That ship is already toxic AF (affectionate) but imagine the HAVOC.

I'm gonna ramble a bit so I can get the brain worms out but feel free to correct me on any plot points, or character interpretations: I've absorbed all this shit from watching walkthroughs (cause I'm broke and video games are expensy) and I haven't finished watching yet. I'm also playing it fast and loose with when this occurs in canon - I have no idea tbh. My interpretations are probably influenced by fandom already cause I've been reading posts and fanfics, and I am aware that this is SO self indulgent, so again. Biased viewpoint here.

Also since I'm aware that sefikura is a controversial ship even with the ship's popularity and age, if you don't like it, that's fine, just block me or scroll on.

I can see the story being more interesting if Seph is the one to get the disease. Mostly because, while I understand his obsession with Cloud is quite complex and not really there bc of romantic reasons (Cloud has S-cells, Seph kinda just views Cloud as his to control I assume, plus Cloud is useful to him, and the fact that Sephiroth has a god complex a mile wide and Cloud was somehow able to beat him as a mere trooper, etc. etc.) I do think for an individual like Sephiroth, that level of obsession is likely the closest he's going to get to love, or at least a blurring of the lines between love and hate. I don't think he really feels that emotion much anymore, especially not after the first time he died, but whatever he DOES feel for Cloud could be strong enough and close enough in shape for something like Hanahaki to latch onto.

Sephiroth's course of action in response would be interesting to see. Hanahaki weakens the individual, which is something Seph is probably not gonna stand for, even if he has enough hubris that he doesn't think he'll die from it. Maybe similar to the degeneration Genesis was experiencing? There's a thought. I honestly think Sephiroth would find it more intolerable if he reaches a stalemate with the disease, not enough to kill him, but enough to weaken him to the point where it hurts his pride and gets in the way of his plans. That seems like it would grate on him more than the threat of death, which doesn't stick anyways.

Sephiroth's go-to in that situation (upon exhausting other avenues - the first and easiest being, y'know. Murder) would probably be to try the puppet route - force Cloud into feeling that reciprocating emotion. Which like. It doesn't work like that Sephy. And here's where it could get really dark if you were so inclined to write it that way, but I'm not in the mood for that right now so I'm gonna say this - that course of action would bring up a lot of PTSD for Cloud obviously, but a perplexing point would be if Sephiroth just y'know. Succeeded in controlling and forcing that emotion for a bit and then upon realizing Hanahaki doesn't work like that - immediately releases his control. Cloud is left there, sound of mind again and fucked up in the mental health but ultimately unharmed and very confused.

Second course of action, good old fashioned manipulation. Here is where it would probably get convoluted though, while I don't think Sephiroth would go down the full on cracky shit of trying to woo Cloud or anything like that (keep in mind up until now, I don't think the nature of Sephiroth's emotions for Cloud are necessarily romantic, so that's not where the Hanahaki is stemming from, or at least not at the beginning - since we are talking about Sefikura and I do like the romance even if I acknowledge it's a little out there in terms of canon. I'm aware he says some provocative shit, but I think that's to get a reaction - it's taunting more than flirting. So, I don't think it would necessarily occur to Sephiroth to do anything romantic here), I do think Sephiroth would be forced to do shit that's actually helpful. His world domination plans are at a standstill cause he's too weak to enact them, and he's trying to get some sort of reciprocation that's enough for the disease to be satisfied, so even if he doesn't give a shit and thinks it's stupid and a waste of time, he studies Cloud and his friends and their movements and acts accordingly to help. Probably in the most violent way possible, granted. Sending Cloud into more confusion.

What I do find interesting is if Cloud finds out what's happening. Fear in response to learning about possibly romantic feelings on Sephiroth's end is probably unavoidable with how fucked up their in game relations are (Sephiroth's attentions are not exactly kind), but once Cloud realizes the nature of those emotions are not romantic (and therefore not r*pey - while I do have a vested interest in avoiding that, I also don't think it's in character for Seph. He always struck me as someone who either didn't have interest in intercourse for its own sake or just never felt safe enough to try when he was still sane) ironically? I can see Cloud eventually feeling guilty. Because his first reaction would obviously be relief or even happiness at the fact that this is weakening Sephiroth and may potentially lead to his death, and I do believe that would be genuine relief. At the beginning there is no guilt. Just fury at the audacity and a vindictive type of happiness. And then the guilt stems from the insidiousness of a disease like this, as Sephiroth keeps being helpful, and seeing the reality of an individual who no longer acts untouchable like a God, suffering. Not beating the enemy by any honest means but by the simple fact that Cloud despises Sephiroth, and something is responding to that and doing the dirty work for him. And then, feeling guilty about feeling guilty bc he should be happy about keeping Seph contained and unable to hurt others by any means necessary, but he's not. He seems like the type of hero to spiral like that.

And then of course, as time progresses on, the hatred lessening the longer Sephiroth isn't doing any heinous shit, the worry of no longer being able to hold onto enough of that hatred to keep Sephiroth contained, because Cloud isn't stupid, he KNOWS Sephiroth isn't doing this out of anything genuine, but it's still working because humans are humans who have sympathy for those who look like they're suffering and memories that fade and get overwritten with time and new information. And so Cloud knows the second he lets go of that hatred, Sephiroth will go back to killing, but in the same breath he can't help feeling sympathetic. Knowing the manipulation and still falling for it despite yourself is probably uniquely infuriating and seems like the mindfuckery Sephiroth would enjoy.

Here's the kicker though, Cloud's response to that "not-hatred anymore, but not nearly indifferent enough to be neutral" emotion would probably be paired with him treating Sephiroth better than he was treated by any of the Shinra personnel, barring of course Angeal, Genesis and Zack, without even realizing it. Like Sephiroth was dehumanized for so long, both as a weapon to be used and feared and as a public figure to be idolized and adored - none of that was his own to control - so Cloud extending basic courtesies and concern is going to feel different. Maybe it reminds him of Angeal and Genesis, I dunno. It wouldn't be out of the left field, the disease probably already reminds him of the degeneration. So now he's reminded that he was capable of loving people, once. We don't got time to unpack Sephiroth's mile long list of issues in this post but let's say it actually makes Seph come to a couple epiphanies. If Sephiroth's feelings eventually shift to romantic love while Cloud's feelings are shifting to that not-hatred, not-quite-romantic-yet, but not-indifferent, Sephiroth is y'know. Still gonna be stuck with the disease cause it's not technically reciprocation. That would be hilarious wouldn't it. So let's say that happens and Sephy is confused and Cloudy is also confused at the fact that he's beginning to feel charitable towards Sephiroth but he's still not getting better.

On the contrary, I think he would get worse. Because NOW what the Hanahaki is latching onto is real and genuine love. Yeah, that previous weakening wasn't even the disease at full strength, have fun with that.

I can see Sephiroth getting frustrated at this point cause he doesn't seem well adjusted enough to notice his own feelings shifting and put two and two together, so upon realizing that Cloud feels some level of reciprocation and the disease is getting worse, he probably would just. Leave. And at this point in the story I think what would disturb Cloud the most is if he sees Sephiroth give up entirely. Because consistently, the man has never done that before. Sephiroth has never in all the crazy shit that he's done - given up.

Keep in mind, it's only really possible at this point cause Sephiroth has been feeling like absolute dogshit the entire time. Chronic pain wears on you, and for someone who has been inhumanly healthy and then the equivalent of a God, that constant exhaustion and weakness, the choking on your breaths and pain in your chest, and then being so sure of a solution and having hope, only for it to not work and to even get worse - also Seph doesn't have good coping mechanisms clearly - he gives up. And I think this is the push Cloud might need for his own feelings to shift.

And how fucked up would it be if the hanahaki flowers were sent by Aerith though. I don't think she would do that maliciously, but as a way to test if there's any hope for Sephiroth. She maybe didn't necessarily know it would manifest for Cloud, but just some type of reaction. A way to keep her loved ones safe from him? Weakening but not killing him because Sephiroth pollutes the lifestream if he enters it, and he also won't stay dead and everyone keeps suffering because of it and - basically they're at a stalemate. If there is no hope for Seph, then the flowers would do nothing. If there is, then the flowers may be a chance to change things. Imagine that. Whether or not it's in character for Aerith is up for debate but it would be quite interesting.

So Cloud talking to Aerith and learning that? Learning that things aren't as hopeless for Sephiroth as he had assumed? Another point that may cause Cloud's viewpoint to change. It's hard to deny the authenticity of someone's humanity when it's literally killing them.

And since my entire reason for liking Sefikura is partially because Sephiroth's backstory upsets me (most of it's because it's just an interesting dynamic, but the fact that Seph was made to be a weapon, abused throughout his entire life with little to no bodily autonomy nor freedom, thought he had been betrayed by two of the only people he loved, and then manipulated until he went insane, and is now never going to be free of Jenova or his anger and hatred because he gave into his worst demons - that makes me sad. So, admittedly I got into sefikura because of time travel fix-its where Cloud goes back and tries to fix things - which often includes people gradually realizing just how much abuse Sephiroth had suffered, and all the factors that were pushing Seph until he snapped. I mean granted, that doesn't excuse the awful shit he did by any means, but the odds were by every definition, against him from the beginning. The romance was just a large bonus of those fix-its) I'm going to give them a happy ending. Cloud stays there and tries to get Sephiroth back to how he was, and in the process with the amount of time they spend together, and the worry he's been feeling at how Sephiroth is deteriorating, helps push the feelings that are there into fruition. The Hanahaki clears, and Cloud expects to need to fight Sephiroth, expects that he would have to kill him. Sephiroth doesn't - not because he now values humanity or anything because I don't think any amount of redemption is enough for Sephiroth to reach that point, at least not that quickly, that shit would be a lifelong battle - but because he knows Cloud, and he knows he would kill him if he went back to how he was. If it really came down to it, to save the world, Cloud wouldn't hesitate. And once he crosses that line after they've had this dynamic, that's the last betrayal and there would be no going back, no returning. That would be the end, permanently. And he actually wants to stay by Cloud's side. There could be a moment where Sephiroth contemplates it, but in the end his better demons win out, if you wanna add more drama.

I have also thought about what it would be like if Cloud had Hanahaki and it would also be interesting, although the disease type wouldn't quite be the same as for Sephiroth, because Cloud does genuinely hate Seph. So, it would probably be more fucked up - if Sephiroth succeeded in keeping Cloud as a puppet, and that results in a manifestation of Hanahaki because of that forced devotion, since Sephiroth is only using Cloud as a tool. And it ironically weakens Cloud enough that he's no longer useful as a puppet and Sephiroth has to let go. Rinse repeat. Or if Sephiroth is somehow able to use his cells to induce a similar disease in Cloud. That'd be pretty damn fucked up, huh. Compels me though.

Anyways, I dunno if I'll ever use any of these ideas for anything, but it was still interesting to think about. Thank you for reading!

[galavant-song-tournament]

Round 3

Propaganda for Gwynne:

I mean were it not for Chef chickening out, she would have fully succeeded in engineering a plan to kill absolutely every powerful person in the world of Galavant except for Galavant and Isabella and Sid who hadn't arrived yet but she later gets on just fine with.

My money’s on Gwynne. She’s got the brains and ruthlessness to carry out schemes while also being sincere enough to form alliances that won’t betray her, and being a servant means others will underestimate her until it’s too late

Gywnne already thinks she's in GOT tbh. Her poisoning plot is very red wedding. She failed because she's in Galavant.

Gwyn is smart enough to avoid situations that would put her in danger. She keeps allies at arms length and avoids enemies, can throw down if she needs to but knows to do that as a last resort, and most importantly: knows when to hit the fucking bricks.

Honestly I think Gwynne is crafty enough and she's in a low enough position people won't expect her (or suspect her). She's not royalty or a fighter

Not only would Gwynne survive GOT, she would win it. She DID win it when she nearly killed every significant character and threat to her, she only failed because Chef was in Galavant and not GOT. (But a reminder that she would then have killed Madalena, another of the people's top choices for winner here. I don't think she'd bother taking out Tad Cooper because he's nice but there's good reasons to assume he'd die in a GOT world.)

Propaganda for Tad Cooper:

In bearded dragon form no one would bother with him since he's nonthreatening. In dragon form he'd be a target but he's also a dragon and breathes fire so he'd certainly be able to fight back. It's established that Galavant has killed a dragon, so clearly there is an in-universe way to kill dragons but it's also told as a brag so it's got to be difficult at least.

tad cooper’s gonna win solely because he isn’t enough of an apparent threat for anyone to kill on GOT until he’s grown up

I think tad cooper’s gonna win solely because I SUPER BELIEVE IN YOU TAD COOPER!

Tad Cooper is a big target by nature of being a goddamn dragon. Everyone and their mother would be coming up with a strategy to take him out. What's worse, he's a loyal dragon--more specifically, he's loyal to Absolute Buffoon™ King Richard. By nature of Richard being a figure in power many would want deposed and his biggest piece of protection being a living WMD that Richard's enemies would be planning to take out first, I'm afraid Tad Cooper is toast.

We've got to remember that Tad Cooper isn't a dragon that no one is after, he's either a totally defenseless little creature that no one's after or he's a threatening dragon that everyone would be after. And even in his defenseless and unthreatening state, he's probably in the blast zone of any attacks on Richard since he's kept in Richard's coat, and let's be real, Richard would be being attacked so much.

He nearly did die in the finale of Galavant when Wormwood smacks him from Richard's hand, he just survives because it's Galavant not GOT.

[younglingslayer300]

something that i find really interesting is that i think anakin is actually a very sociable person - we don't see much of him off tatooine, but in that first film he invites complete strangers into his home, and he's talking to them without any reserve. he does have friends, and the conflict he does have with the other slave kids mostly seems to be because he has so much hope of escaping slavery, something they also want, and they resent his hope more than his abrasive personality, something that never happens again in the whole series. (also, they're children in a horrible environment who need some kind of outlet for their resentment, and that conflict is something anakin understands - he may argue with them, but at the end of the day he's still one of them, which is a sense of security that he doesn't achieve with the jedi)

and then you get the next films, and he's much more awkward, but he's still very direct - he likes talking to people, and he doesn't really like being alone. but, crucially, he frankly doesn't seem to like most of the people he's around, and i know that can be explained by saying that actually he is antisocial, and his behaviour as a kid was just a childish lack of inhibitions.

but tbh i find it much more compelling to imagine that he is very sociable, and he does like people, and naturally gets on with them. and the reason this is pretty much the opposite in the 2nd and 3rd films is because he's so completely out of his depth. he hates tatooine so much, and he obviously hated being a slave, but he's never been able to shake that from his identity. he can't be sociable anymore, can't click with people, because they're so completely unreachable to him; he doesn't know where he stands with them, because he's only ever felt 'right' as a slave (he's so ill), and he can't connect with people the way he naturally would, because he can't fit in anywhere else. he never feels confident as a jedi (e.g. interrupting padme when she calls him a trainee, and getting overly angry when the council doesn't make him a master), because he has an entirely different set of values to them - succeeding, to him, is proving that he is good at violence and does not need to be violenced - and knows that his view of life is just incompatible with the rest of the jedi. he can't feel comfortable, he never knows exactly where he stands with them, and their mindsets are completely incomprehensible to him, so he can never be sociable again the way he was as a child.

and that follows him his whole life. he tries desperately to escape tatooine, and prove himself worthy of personhood, but there was never anything to prove, so he never manages it. i think it's one reason he's so comfortable with padme (possibly @husborth said something similar in one of their posts?) because even though he doesn't want people to know about his childhood, the fact that she understands him, and knew him in the only time of his life where he didn't feel out of his depth, means he can relax around her. i also think it's one of the many reasons he's so miserable in adulthood, because he desperately needs lots and lots of friends, and has 0, and also he hates everyone around him. that hatred isn't natural to him, but he can't relax around anyone because he's been taught, as a child, never to let his guard down. on tatooine, he knew the stakes: disobey orders, get blown up. everywhere else, he has had to navigate this nuance-led structure, that involves feelings and frowns on violence, and frankly he never adjusts to that change. even though he wants to be friends with people, naturally likes people, he can never relax around them, and so he automatically dislikes + distrusts them instead, which exhausts him. he is not a naturally mistrusting person, but it's been beaten into him, literally

[mosspodge]

HELLO @okartichoke I AM HERE WITH MOSSY'S GUIDE ON HOW TO START SEWING: A VERY MESSY TUTORIAL

I am extremely self taught, so this is gonna be a lot of links and infodumping!!!! Hopefully this helps a even just a little bit :>

SO! I honestly got into sewing through youtube during covid, largely bc i wanted silly fun clothes! There are a loooot I could recommend to you out there, but I personally find that the more chaotic and learn-as-they-go people help me the best! Rachel Maksy and The Stitchery are, to me, some of the best to learn from! Which is honestly pretty funny since they tend to just fully wing it most of the time lol. While i could recommend excellent sewists like the amazing Bernadette Banner (who is actually the first sewing channel I watched!), I find that the more loosey goosey the process, the more i can learn, if that makes sense? I find it helpful to watch people trial-and-error their way through projects and show where they succeeded and failed since I get a better grasp on their process that way.

The best way to start sewing, in my humble opinion, is to grab whatever sewing machine you can get your hands on and play around with it! Read the manual, find a tutorial video on how to thread the machine, grab some scrap fabric and play around! You don't really need any special needles or feet (the little thing that holds the fabric down), unless you wanna get started sewing denim or velvet or something Speaking of which, learn about fabrics!!!!! I learned mostly by going to joanns, touching the fabrics, and looking at the content labels. Everything has different uses, and while two things might both be cotton, one could be knit while the other jersey (tshirt fabric). I like this video for learning the basics! Tbh this one took me a while. Usually patterns have recommendations for what fabrics to use, so that's always a good place to start!

Patterns. Ah my arch nemesis. Unless you decide to start drafting your own patterns (or get a mannequin and learn how to drape fabric), you're probably gonna need to use one. There's two major things i recommend for this: 1) Make sure there's a video tutorial online before buying, and 2) start with something you might actually use/wear. Pattern instructions are notoriously vague, but thankfully many wonderful people make video tutorials for them! And while you might be tempted to grab one of those beginner friendly patterns, they can sometimes be. real ugly and not well fitting. Also boring! Finding something you like will hold your attention better and make you actually wanna finish it!

Ok SO. getting into more of the cosplay sewing stuff. First things first my knowledge here is a bit more limited, unfortunately. Fortunately there are many wonderful people out there with tutorials!! So if you wanna learn more definitely look there!!! General tip for cosplays + more complex sewing: MAKE MOCK UPS PLEASE IT SUCKS BUT IT HELPS SO MUCH. Go find the ugliest fabric in the sale bin and buy a few yards, then use it whenever you wanna test patterns. It might be tempting to immediately start cutting and sewing the finished garment, but the truth is that patterns rarely fit perfectly well (especially if they're fitted/tighter on your body). Make an ugly, barebones version first with your bad fabric, take notes, and then start making the finished piece. It'll save you money and sanity.

As for cosplay youtubers, I heartily recommend Sarah Spaceman, since not only do her videos show her process, she also does segments teaching you more about sewing!! She tends to tackle more complex projects, and watching her take those on has helped me a lot :} For cosplay patterns etsy usually has quite a few! I like Indigo Patterns (they have a good array of loz patterns I need to buy) as well as Alice in Cosplay Land. Please note that I haven't bought from either, but both their etsy shops have wonderful reviews and I plan to buy from them in the future!

not gonna lie I am getting very sleepy so I'm gonna cut it off there for now! Hopefully my rambling helped lol. Feel free to ask me any questions or for any clarification!