#(sometimes you just don't wanna deal with one kind of enemy)

[liroyalty]

FFX!Sue, when she's in a bad mood: just starts casting Death/Mega-Death on normal fiends.

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Hit ‘Em Up! (18+ Fic)

Pairing: Cowboy!Gojo Satoru x Cowboy!Geto Suguru x Black!Cowgirl!Reader (Slow Burn/Enemies to Lovers)

Synopsis: You get to meet Geto & Gojo the Gunslingers, the notorious outlaws that have every town and law enforcement in a twist, when your bum-ass BF offers you as payment to avoid going to prison. Little do they know that this is only a part of your plan to get what you desire. But when you realize that the infamous gun-slinging, smooth-talking cowboys could be everything you want and more when they offer you a deal to team up with them, will you successfully be able to go through with it? 

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINOS GTFO); poly!SatouSugu; Reader is Black & Fem; Mention of other JJK characters; Porn with Plot; Tragic Backstories; T/W for Childhood Trauma, Parental Death, Violence, Panic Attacks & Torture; Angst/Hurt/Comfort; Hand Kink; Masturbation; Voyeurism; Gay Sex; Polyamorous; Double Deepthroat; Mutual Oral; Fingering; CMNF; Spitroast; Riding; Unprotected PiV Sex; Creampies; Outside/Public Sex; Shotgunning; Multiple Positions; Spit Kink; Facials; MDom/fsub Undertones; Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer's Note: This chapter got me horny. Sometimes I be wondering why I don't just become a porn writer or something lol. Enjoy!! -Jazz

Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen PT I & II. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-One. Twenty-Two. Twenty-Three. Epilogue. Soundtrack.

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SIX: FOR A SINNER’S EARS ONLY.

You awaken the next morning to the sun barely peeking over the horizon, just as Geto instructed you to do. 

It feels good to sleep in a comfy bed for once, especially after you made sure you patted it down with the bug powder you packed. You sit up in the bed, slightly clammy from the heat of the hot, dry air creeping into the motel room. It is quiet and relaxingly so. For once, you feel good despite the circumstances. 

You still can’t believe Geto and Gojo decided to pay for a room for you. They walked you to your room right next to theirs after getting a key from the lobby. “Just remember to get up before the sun rises,” Geto gently said, mostly to keep his voice down in the motel hallway. “It will take about five days to get on the Devil’s Trail since it’s outside the West. That works out well for us since we have a list of baddies to catch on our way there.” 

“And most of them are Benji’s accomplices,” Gojo stated as he handed you the key to your room. “Which means we’ll probably find him too if we play our cards right.”

You looked down at the key, clutching it. “You know, y’all didn’t have to get me a room.” You couldn’t help but be suspicious of this. Why were they being so kind? Were they tricking you in some way? 

‘Or maybe they’re just nice guys, you crazy girl,’ you thought. 

Gojo raised an eyebrow at you. “Well, where else were you gonna sleep? With us?” A smirk appeared on his face. “‘Cause if you want to–” 

You cut him off by moving to unlock the door, purposely stepping on his toe as you do. “Fuckin’ pervert,” you muttered under your breath as the motel door opened. It was identical to the duo’s though empty and clean. 

“Ignore him,” Geto chuckled while Gojo complained about you breaking his big toe. Just get some sleep and yell if you need anything. These walls are paper thin, so we’ll hear you.” He gave you a kind, warm smile, leaving you to your privacy. “Sweet dreams, Y/N.” 

Gojo gave you a wink as he held the doorknob, nodding at the bed. “Don’t let the bed bugs bite,” he teased. He then closed the door, still behind it. “I’m serious!” he called. “You might wanna lay down a towel or somethin'!” And then you were finally left alone to take a hot shower and get ready for bed. 

You lay here now, thinking to yourself how fast everything is happening. You still can’t believe you’re here with the most notorious outlaws in the West, about to go on a long journey with them that could either go really good or really bad. You think of Shoko, wondering if she read your letter. Is she looking for you? Does she miss you? And what about the others at the saloon? Are they okay? Are they safe? 

You suddenly hear a tiny chuckle from behind your headboard where a wall separates your bedroom from the duo’s. Gojo’s voice drifts through the wall, sugary sweet and seductive: “Sugu~” 

“What?” Geto sighs, sounding exhausted. There is a rustling sound like bedsheets shifting. “C’mon, Satoru, not now. I have to clean up before we leave.” The bedsprings creak as someone sits up––probably Geto. 

“Can I clean up with you?” Gojo purrs. “C’mon, I can help you clean all of those spots ya can’t each.” Then you hear it: a deep, soft moan that makes your face grow hot and your mouth part in shock. Are they…? 

Another one of Geto’s velvety moans makes it very clear that they’re not cuddling over there. “Shit,” he sighs. “C’mon now, stop it. I’m serious, you slut.” Gojo giggles–giggles–as he continues to do whatever he’s doing. “Oooh, I love it when you call me that, almost as much as you loving it when I call you my cock whore.” 

Your jaw goes slack. Are they that slutty? “No, I don’t,” Geto growls. “I’m not about to do this while Y/N is in the other room. These walls are thin as ice!” His words are cut off by another series of quiet moans and hums of pleasure. “The water will be on, so she won’t hear,” Gojo assures him. “And even if she does, I think she’d enjoy it. Especially when she hears how hot your moans are.” 

You would never admit it, even to yourself, but the sounds of Geto’s moans are getting you hot. They are so smooth yet syrupy; deep yet soft. Seductive. Sexy. They make your body tingle, especially one body part in particular. You can feel your pussy throb annoyingly so from beneath the sheets like it has a heartbeat. 

You can’t remember the last time a man-made you this aroused. Even the ones at the Blackwater saloon barely got you wet. And sex with Valentine was never a fun time. He did nothing to turn you on despite his pretty face. There was barely even a wiggle down there for you. But now? Now, you feel like you need a release or you’ll go insane. 

“Let’s get in the shower, baby,” Gojo seductively says. “We have no time to waste, remember?” And so they do. You hear the bedsprings as they get up from bed and their footsteps as they walk to the bathroom on the left side of their bed but still behind your bedroom wall. You can hear the rustling of their clothes as they strip; their breathless giggles and the soft, wet sounds of their lips meeting each other’s. 

Their soft moans and hums of ecstasy mingled with the sound of pounding water light your body on fire. You find yourself squirming uncomfortably in your bed, especially when Geto begins to moan. You begin to feel a tingle from down below that only grows the louder Geto’s velvety moans become. “Fuck, ‘Tarou,” he sighs. “You’re so fuckin’ good at that.” 

Your hand slides down your stomach to wedge between your thighs. You know that this is wrong. You know that you’ll regret this later, but fuck, they sound too hot to resist. And it’s only natural, right? You just need some release. They’ll never know. So you begin to slowly rub your tingling, needy clit in time with Geto’s deep moans and swears. 

It doesn’t take a village idiot to figure out what Gojo is doing, but when you hear the soft, sucking sounds and the sloppy noises of his tongue swirling around Geto’s dick, you get your answer. “Yeah?” he chuckles. “You wanna give me a reward, Sugu?” 

You hear more lewd sounds that take you to unholy places and bring colorful visuals to your head: Gojo on his knees gagging on dick with Geto’s hands in his wet, white hair, his hips bumping into Gojo’s mouth as he fucks his pretty face. “Just make sure you keep it down,” Geto instructs. “You don’t wanna wake the whole hallway, do you?” 

Gojo giggles and there is only the sound of water until both men moan in unison. The sound nearly makes you gasp, your back arching as your fingers work faster on your now slippery clit.

“Oh, fuck!” Gojo moans. His language has become nothing but slutty moans and whimpers while Geto lets out soft grunts and gasps. “Soon as I’m inside you, you’re singin’ like a little songbird,” Geto chuckles. “What am I gonna do with you, Satoru, huh?” 

You close your eyes, picturing the long-haired outlaw pressing Gojo against the wall, grinding his hips into the white-haired outlaw from behind. You see Geto’s cock, long, thick, and gorgeous, sliding in and out of Gojo’s taught and firm yet soft asscheeks, stretching out his hole. 

“Sugu, please,” Gojo begs. “Don’t stop! Keep goin’ just like that!” 

“Just like what?” Geto teases. “Like…this?” He must do something with his hips or his cock because Gojo is moaning uncontrollably, slutty gasps and whines leaving his pink lips. The sound of wet, slapping, of skin against skin, emits from the wall. “C’mon, babe, shhh,” Geto shushes him. “You’ve gotta keep it down.” 

But Gojo is too far gone just as you are as you rub your pussy in time to Geto’s thrusts. “C-Can’t help it!” he stutteringly, pathetically says. “You’re fuckin’ me too good!” 

“Cover that slutty mouth then,” Geto demands in a voice that has your clit throbbing increasingly so. “Yes, that’s it, my love. Let’s see how quiet you can be filled with all this dick.” 

You imagine him saying the same thing to you, his cock stretching you out while Gojo tweaks your hardened nipples that one of your hands has begun to do for you. Briefly, you imagine yourself sandwiched between them, nothing but stolen kisses and breaths between you. You can almost feel their muscles and warm skin under your hands. You can almost taste them on your tongue. 

As their moans and the lewd slapping grows louder, your hand grows a mind of its own and works your clit faster, harder, wanting to peak with them. You picture yourself doing the same thing while Geto fucks you from behind while Gojo fucks your throat, both cocks filling you up the way you want to be. The way you need to be. 

“Fuck, Sugu, I’m gonna cum!” Gojo warns, high-pitched and needy. Geto responds with a grunt, loud and so unlike him, that nearly sends you over the edge. “Me too,” he growls. “Cum with me, ‘Tarou, c’mon. Don’t you wanna be my good boy?” 

‘Do you wanna be my good girl, Y/N?’ he asks in your head. ‘Don’t you wanna be our good girl?’ You want to say yes. You’ll do absolutely anything to feel like this all of time, even be theirs. 

“Cumming!” Gojo suddenly gasps. “I’m cummin’, Suguru, fuck!” ‘Me too,’ you think. ‘I’m cummin’ too!’ And you do. As a series of slutty, loud moans and groans of release drift through your wall and into your bedroom, you let out a whimper and cum all over yourself. For a moment, you’re soaring through the clouds, covering your mouth to muffle your moans as Geto and Gojo cum together. 

Then as soon as it happens, it’s over. The sounds die down and the pleasure fades, leaving you feeling icky and your fingers coated in your cum. You can’t believe you just did that. 

You can’t think about it for long though because three loud, terrifying knocks on the duo’s motel door next to yours nearly make you jump out of bed. “Oh, shit!” Gojo gasps. “What the fuck was that?” 

You think the same thing before you hear the knocks again. “You sure this is the door, sir?” a rough-sounding voice asks. 

“Yes!” a high-pitched voice replies. The shower immediately shuts off and the pitter-patter of feet stomping around behind your wall makes you jump out of bed and grab your clothes set out for today. “Th-This is the front desk clerk with security!” the same man calls through the door. “We know you’re in there, gunslingers! You’re not gonna get away with not paying for these rooms! That’s a crime!” 

‘What the fuck?!’ you think. ‘Those mother–’ 

Four more demanding knocks silence your thoughts and make you hurry to get dressed. “Gunslingers!” the guard barks. “Either come to the door and surrender to us now or we’ll break down this goddamn door and take you into custody. Don’t think we won’t do it!” 

You toss on your clothes, pull on your riding boots, and tie your bandana around your mouth. You begin to look around for an escape route as the knocks become more agitated. The door is out of the question, so you look at the window which is about twelve feet above ground. 

‘I’ve gotta get out of here,’ you panickingly think as you hurry to the window, only to see Gojo already there and waving at you from outside. He is fully dressed with his hat, gloves, and blinfold on as if nothing happened before. You throw open the window, allowing him to climb inside with ease. “Hi there, little miss,” he greets you, tipping his hat. “You’re up early.” 

“You bastard!” you hiss, wanting to punch him. “You ain’t pay for the rooms?!” 

“Well…not exactly,” he sheepishly confesses. “We paid for half for this one, but inflation is a bitch and these rooms are expensive! I ended up havin’ to steal away one of the keys to this room while the clerk wasn’t around. Can ya blame a guy for tryin’ to help?” He shrugs, giving you an apologetic smile. 

You want to cuss him out, but before you can, another bang on the door next to yours stops you. “Open the fuck up!” the guard yells. “You’ve got ten seconds to come out or we’re breakin’ down the door!” 

“Get me out of here,” you demand, glowering at Gojo. He only gives you a tiresome look as he snatches the drapes off of your window. “That’s what I’m here for,” he scoffs. “Just get your things together and follow my head. Geto is roundin’ up the horses. By the way, is that black one with the braided mane yours? She’s such a pretty thing!” 

You could’ve kicked him out the window, but instead, you hurry about and gather your shit. Luckily, your bag is already packed with toiletries and everything else you’ll need on your journey, so you toss it onto your body and put on your cowgirl hat. The sound of a large bang from the next door makes you gasp in fear. “Gojo!” you snap. “Hurry!” 

Gojo is currently tying the drapes together into a makeshift rope, taking his sweet time doing so. 

“Alright, alright,” he sighs. “And…finished!” 

He then tosses the rope outside the window, tying the end to the leg of a chair. Next, he climbs out onto the ledge, grasping the rope. “Stick your feet out first and grab hold,” he instructs you. “All you have to do is climb down. Don’t worry; I’ll meetcha at the bottom and catch ya if you fall. See ya at the bottom!” 

“Wait!” you hiss, but he’s already inching down the makeshift rope. You watch him as he climbs down the rope with ease and precision, his upper strength doing all the work until he finally meets the ground. Obviously, he’s done this many times before, but you haven’t. Even just looking down makes you want to throw up. 

You grip the window ledge, suddenly dizzy. ‘I can’t do this,’ you think, the words repeating like a mantra. ‘I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t–’ 

BANG! The door to the motel room next to yours busts open and the sound of stomping footsteps makes you jump out of your skin. “They ain’t in here!” one of the guards angrily growls. More footsteps, this time out in the hallway. “Try the other one,” the clerk says. “I know someone is in there!” 

When you hear them at the door, now you know you have no choice. You look down again, finding Gojo standing there with his arms waiting for you and a smile on his face. You don’t think––you just do. 

You turn around, put your hat between your teeth, and stick your legs out the window first before grasping onto the rope and gently, carefully, edging yourself down. The wind hits your face, the sun warm against your cheek. Its warm rays and the promise of the ground below are the only things that keep you from looking down. 

“You’ve got it, little miss!” Gojo calls up to you. “Keep goin’!” His words help somewhat though the feeling of your feet dangling in midair and the burn of your arms are all starting to get to you. You’re about halfway down the rope when you hear the sound of a bang and the guards and the clerk now in your room: “Where are they?!” the guard demands. 

“The window!” the clerk shouts. “Hurry before they get away!” Fear leaps into your heart and before you can rethink your decision, you release the rope and leave it all up to God. You feel nothing but the wind in your hands, slipping through your fingertips, as you soar through the air. 

You expect to feel the hard ground below, but you don’t. Instead, you feel muscular arms and a solid chest. You look up into the blindfold and smile of Gojo. “Told ya I’d catch ya,” he chuckles. For a moment, you feel secure and safe in his arms, hating that you do. 

Luckily, the moment is ruined when Geto comes running up with your horses and the guards come to the window. “There they are!” he shouts, pointing down at you. “Shoot ‘em!” The glint of the sun off of metal frightens you even before you realize that his partner has a pistol. 

The first bullet zips past you and Gojo, scaring the horses. You begin to squirm in Gojo’s arms, enough for him to put you on your horse himself before jumping on his own. 

“Hurry!” you yelp, snapping your horse’s reins. “Let’s get the fuck outta here!” The second and third bullets hit the dirt as you three begin riding like hell away from the motel, your horses’ hooves thudding against the dirt. 

“Don’t come back here ever again!” the clerk yells at you. “You hear me?! I’ll make sure you’re all behind bars if I see you again!” 

‘Don’t worry,’ you think. ‘You won’t.’ 

******** 

When you’re finally out of Blackwater, you feel like you can finally breathe and relax.

The shops, homes, and all signs of civilian life have since disappeared, replaced with a dusty trail, trees, and mountains dusted with snow in the distance. Blackwater is but a blip in your memory, nothing but nature there now as you travel alongside the gunslinging duo. You feel Reneigh’s body move underneath you as she slowly walks up the road, the sun’s rays turning her black hair golden. 

You sense a presence beside you and turn, finding Geto riding his horse with one hand. You try not to think about how good he and Gojo look on top of their horses. “Sorry about earlier,” he says, actually sounding guilty about it. “I would’ve preferred us to be gone earlier than we did to avoid that, but I ran into some…complications.” He coughs into his gloved hand. 

‘Yeah, I know,’ you bitterly think, but then feel a pang of guilt due to the fact that you willingly flicked your bean and came to the sound of these “complications”.

You still feel weird and guilty like you invaded on something you shouldn’t have. But then again, they’d have to have known you’d hear them since the walls were so thin…did they want you to hear them? 

“Long as we’re alive and not behind bars, I’m good,” you sigh, looking away from Geto. “Thanks though. So where to first?”  You hear the sound of him unraveling something and look back to see him taking a map out of his pocket. 

“Bull’s Creek, which is only five miles from here,” he answers, reading the map. “We’ve got a gang of wanted outlaws to catch that are residin’ there who robbed a town in another county. A woman there wrote to ask us for help because apparently, these four are terrorizin’ their town too.” 

Gojo hums in acknowledgment from in front of you, a weed in his mouth. “Not only that, but these four are old accomplices of Benji’s that we worked with: Zankoku, Makima Murakami, Angelface, and Arata Katana. We plan on shakin’ ‘em down and askin’ either one of them where Benji is without resorting to too much violence.” 

Geto rolls his brown eyes from beneath his hat. “Too much violence,” he parrots. Gojo looks back at him with a smirk. “Excludin’ killin’!” he cackles, wagging a finger at him. “If we wanna stay outta prison.” 

“Sounds good to me,” you reply, and it does. Anything to get your hands on your target. A peaceful silence falls over you three as you totter up the road, the breeze cool and sweet. Suddenly, Gojo speaks: “Y/N, where are you from? You’ve got a distinct accent on ya that I’m just now noticin’.” 

You wonder why the fuck he cares, but curiosity couldn’t have killed the cat that badly. “The South,” you vaguely reply. “Born an’ raised.” The white-haired gunslinger looks back at you in awe. “Really?!” he excitedly asks. “I’ve got friends from the South! What town ya from?!” 

“Why?” you ask, more harshly than you intended. The silence becomes awkward almost immediately. “C’mon, Gojo, don’t make her feel weird,” Geto calmly criticizes his partner and gives you an apologetic smile to ease the tension. “I think he’s just tryin’ to make conversation. It makes these long travels easier.” 

You don’t know why, but you feel guilty about being so harsh. You don’t like being asked about your past. It’s just too painful. But if they can tell you about your past, you can at least answer Gojo about where you’re from. “Pinewood,” you answer. “It’s a small town in the Southwest county.” Gojo hums thoughtfully, not missing a beat. “Hm…haven’t been there before.” 

‘And you never will,’ you think. 

“So how did y’all meet?” you curiously ask, quickly changing the subject. “I mean, since we makin’ conversation or whatever.” 

The duo share a smile you can’t decipher as they look at each other. “We were childhood friends,” Geto explains. “We both lived in a small town with about a couple hundred people. One day, we were playin’ by the lake after a bad rainstorm and I slipped on the mud by the bankside. I nearly drowned that day, but Gojo saved my life. That day was it was for us: we fell in love instantly.” 

Even as cold as you are, you feel yourself thaw at such a cute story. It’s like a fairytale romance for them.

“But we didn’t start dating until we were older,” he continues. “As kids, we both had tragedies we helped each other deal with. Gojo’s mother died in childbirth and his father was pretty much absent. And I came from a family of alcoholics who never accepted me. So we became each other’s family.” 

Gojo looks back at you, the weed still in his mouth. “Didn’t think two of the most notorious gunslingers in the West had tragic backstories, huh?” he sarcastically asks. “It’s a damn cliche.” 

You don’t say anything, letting their stories and honesty wash over you. 

“So what about you?” Geto asks. “What’s your story? You got anyone waitin’ for you back at home?” 

“Like a lover?” Gojo adds. “He or she is a lucky bastard…or bitch.” Geto shoots him a sharp look.

“Shut up,” you mutter. “And no. I ain’t never been with nobody before…well, nothing that was real anyways.” All the “lovers” you’ve had were either hook-ups or false relationships on your part, like yours with Valentine. 

“So you’ve never been in love?” Geto asks, and he sounds almost saddened by this prospect. That irks you and you don’t know why it does. How is it that two of the most notorious and dangerous gunslingers managed to find love in such a harsh world and you haven’t? Maybe you’re just meant to be alone. 

So you give them both the realest answer you can as you stare ahead at the rocky road: “Love ain’t never done nothin’ but get me in trouble and cause me pain.” 

And just like that, the conversation ends.

[purplespacekitty]

just wanna formally apologize to anyone i've been INTENSE about Riverdale to. not because i love Riverdale. because Jughead Jones is canonically touch-averse and aroace and i will never, EVER, evereverevereverever forgive Riverdale for willfully ignoring that.

also, they barely showed our boy with any burgers or fries or milkshakes or gummy worms or any kind of food throughout the whole show. a travesty. dude held a PC controller maybe once. and uh, i don't think they ever had him playing his drum set. ...they tried to do the whole music thing, but The Archies never happened on Riverdale. could have been a great way to keep Josie and the Pussycats in the picture as crossovers between the two comic lines (and additionally, with Sabrina The Teenage Witch) have commonly been used to keep stories going, but it just dissolved before it could even start. anyway, Jughead Jones was born to eat burgers, dispense witty remarks on his friends’ social drama, wage prank wars and play drums, it's literally his destiny (and so is being Archie's best bud).

and like.

here's the thing.

i know, i know, i know that Riverdale isn't the Archie Comics. it's "edgy" or whatever. but like, have you ever read the Archie Comics?????? there are hundreds of storylines more edgy than Riverdale's and in (probably) every single one of them, Jughead eats more net burgers than he eats in all 7 seasons of Riverdale. he has his little angsty plots and crazy nonsensical adventures and is never as deprived of food and games as he is in Riverdale.

he's been this way since 1939, when the Archie Comics first came about. granted, video games didn't exist then, but his whole deal has always been eating burgers and being Archie's best pal. he's a breath of fresh air, a glass of cold water to the face for Archie and the gang to snap them out of their various problems (mostly love- and dating-related, but sometimes friendship- or science or general-good-time-adventure-related). he is often the voice of reason, which is why Riverdale!Jughead doesn't really work. original Jughead has a unique perspective, being primarily preoccupied with food and video games and avoiding all potentially romantic/sexual situations that might involve him: he can observe everything without getting (too) mixed up in all of it. and the more wisdom he imparts to his friends; the more jokes and witty comments he concocts during a given meet-up at Pop's; the more he goofs off and plays pranks on his friends and enemies, the more secure their collective friendship is. and he's perfectly happy with the state of things. he doesn't yearn for romance or sex, all he truly yearns for is a day spent eating burgers with his friends. as long as he has a snack readily available, he's happy to be alone or on an adventure. his natural state is in solitude, which is a state he sometimes has to seek out, but he never has to go far in any quest for company. it's exactly where he wants to be. he would rather eat his cake and eat it, too. Riverdale!Jughead inserts himself into the chaos, which original Jughead would rather play a game of football against Reggie than willfully do.

i think Riverdale tried to play into Jughead's comfortability with and preference for his general nonconformism with that whole "i’m a weirdo" speech, but ultimately failed because in the end, they still had him conforming to norms the original Jughead scoffs at. and Bughead, as the literal 85 years of Archie Comics and 7 seasons of Riverdale (in which Bughead basically become kinda-sorta-maybe-almost-pseudo step-siblings??? idk the whole thing between FP and Alice just makes it too weird for me) clearly demonstrate, added nothing to either Jughead’s or Betty’s characters and only contributed to the erasure of one of the longest running aroace characters there is. when the comics did try to give Jughead love interests, it was either extremely out of character, played for laughs as a way to shame him for not being interested in romance or just simply…didn’t work. usually some combination of all of the above. because Jughead is fundamentally aroace and has no desire to be with anyone in a romantic or sexual way. plus it kinda messes up the whole premise of the Archie Comics? teenage boy can’t choose between best friends Girl Next Door and Uptown Girl, who both care for him and each other equally, so he dates them both? it would have been way more refreshing to see them explore the complex open/polyamorous relationship that Archie, Betty and Veronica have been negotiating for 85 years through a more queer and empathetic lens than what Riverdale actually turned out to be. maybe they wouldn’t have erased Jughead’s queerness or sidelined other canonically queer characters (i.e. Kevin, Toni, Fangs, etc.) if they’d taken that route. it would be cool to see a plot within the Archie universe constructively centering queerness as a main element of its characters as storyline.

Riverdale refused to keep the most essential parts of the original Jughead's character: aversion to physical touch, romance and sex, an aggressive adoration for burgers, rhythm and musicality and his ability to separate himself from tense situations in order to problem-solve. what the other characters often sneer at or find frustrating about him are actually the things that solidify his importance in their lives. he balances them out. and there are moments when his friends recognize and celebrate that. and him being this essential, inextricable part of an iconic friend group in the comics is an extremely heartwarming thing to see as an arospec/acespec person, myself.

this was supposed to be an apology, wasn't it...oops? sorry?

Riverdale just kinda missed the whole point of Jughead Jones. and i WILL be salty about it forever.

[have-you-seen-my-sanity]

FinnPoe headcanons (plus tiny bit nsfw)

A/N: Yes, I am a FinnPoe shipper (just like Oscar Isaac himself) and I had a little idea in mind. :>

You were friends with Finn before, and he was best friends with Poe. You all three became best friends and at some point... more than that...

At first Finn and Poe were a little shy with you, but they very quickly began to love and appreciate you.

While Finn was the more 'slow but safe' kind of guy, Poe was the hot-headed risk taker, which resulted in more than one close calls.

They loved flying around in the Millennium Falcon with you. Poe even brought BB-8 to give you company on long flights while he and Finn were in the cockpit.

Those two were happy to take you anywhere in the Galaxy. Wanna go check out Coruscant? Naboo? Kashyyyk? Tatooine?Heck they would even fly to The Maw if you just wanted to take a look.

Finn and Poe wouldn't be mad at you for getting souvenirs from other planets and stuffing them into the Falcon.

It's safe to say Finn and Poe will get attracted to you as the time passes, so I hope you don't mind them wanting to do more with you.

It all started with you hearing them talk in the cockpit of the Falcon, they thought you were sleeping. You heard them talking about you, how they like you, how much you mean to them. And the first one to drop something dirty was of course Poe. But hearing Finn talking dirty didn't made it any better...

While you knew what they thought about you, you shook off the dirty part. Until one night the heating system of the Falcon broke down and the boys had to repair it. You were freezing and they noticed. So both of them decided to share body warmth with you. :)

That night while you were literally squished between those two heating figures you decided to bite it and ask them about what you heard. You felt both of them heating up even more after they had realized you heard everything...

Of course one day your boys were getting a little needy and they asked what you would think about if they would try something with you.

You quickly learned Poe was the more kinky one of the two while Finn was the vanilla kind of type. Well, but that quickly changed...

Did you have a stressful day? Your boys will gladly be there to help you out. They were always ready for some fun if you were up to it. The boys would happily take turns on you or double team you straight away. <3

Their aftercare would include lots and lots of love, especially towards spots they were particularly rough with.

"Did we get a little rough with you, baby? Don't worry, we will take care of your body."

"Yeah, get prepared to be treated like a princess/prince!"

I hope you're okay with love bites and hickeys, because with those two you will get covered in them.

Sometimes Finn and Poe fight on who has the pleasure of going down on you...

Finn is a more submissive guy and Poe is the dominant one, so you have your fair share of those two sides. :)

Finn and Poe also like to spoil you - in and out of bed.

They also want you to be safe. If they were in a hostile system, they will tell you to stay close with BB-8. If pirates attack the Falcon, Finn will be by your side while Poe deals with the enemies. At the end they will make sure you're okay. <3

The more you spend time with making love, the more you notice the preferences Finn and Poe have.

Both of them love going down on you, sometimes they would even wake you up like that. Poe and Finn both like to sandwich you. But they prefer to have one part of you for themselves, for example: Finn likes to have his dick down your throat and Poe likes to ravage your hole.

Either way, all three get satisfied at the end.

Poe is also the more possessive one, but Finn liked the idea of possessing you too and now they both are. Especially in bed...

"You're taking us so well, honey. When we're done with you, you'll get cherished by us."

"Bet no one else can make you feel so good like us, yeah? But guess what, nobody else will get you because you're ours."

God forbid if you tease them...

At first they will tell you to stop. If you don't stop after that, they will warn you once. After that you're done if you didn't stop.

If you somehow tease them while you three are in public they will make out their mind to make you pay.

If you tease them while in the Falcon you're pinned down faster than you can say X-Wing.

They will take their time with you, making sure you're not off the hook that easy.

"That's what you wanted, hm? To tease me and Poe so we can teach you a lesson?"

"We're not done with you yet, honey, not by a long shot. And after this round? We will take turns on teaching you."

Being in a relationship with Finn and Poe won't get you bored. The boys are always up for an adventure. :D

Finn and Poe are also your protectors, you won't be alone with them. You're always with either Finn or Poe if you can't be with both, you're never alone. They can't bear the thought of you getting hurt. You're their precious darling. :)

[orfeoarte]

WIP Whenever!

I've been SICK, and SCARED, and working on my thesis. My country is falling apart and so is my body. Let's party!

Tagged by @mareenavee @boethiahspillowbook @throughtrialbyfire and many more over the weeks. sorry, i love you!

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Have some Saathel being a little shit

Silence embraced the pair like a foggy blanket in the cold air, dew coalescing minimally into suspended crystals stinging their faces with an adder's mettle.

Faendal flinched, sinking into himself. Unlike Saathel, he wasn't all too dressed for the weather.

"C'mere, fur is large enough."

He was unlikely to accept the kindness she had decided to extend, unlikelier to even look past her ill-fitting furs and decide he could nest in their warmth; but he did.

"They don't like our sort 'round here," Saathel started, moving to a side so he could cover himself with her cloak.

"You don't say," Faendal snorted, blowing warm air into his hands and rubbing them together.

"Mmh-hmm, and I wanna make them hate me."

His amber eyes went dark, almost lifeless for a second. It scared Saathel how eerily similar he looked to that mare she had killed earlier. Like an open flame, it spread; she knew the name of the emotion that tangled with her thoughts when death and the waking world mingled in such a way. The bruise on his face was already an angry red.

He shook his head. "Not a good idea. If they hate you, they'll do anything to make you feel unwelcome. Trust me."

If she looked at it enough, there was a thread begging to be pulled there. One of history, ready to see the light. Just a question was required, and Saathel was drunk enough to pry: "Sounds like experience."

His expression continued on its darkened course. Anything to see it lighten, anything but the touch of a mage.

"Well, I made myself an enemy. Sven, the bard in there—" Saathel interrupted him with a too-tardy smirk, gesturing her hands along.

"Nord plucking the strings like he's fingerin' a lass?"

A loud snort, more giggles shared under that pelt. Sometimes beating up a stranger was a good conversation starter.

"Y— Hah! Don't say it like that. I'd rather not have to picture that." Once Faendal could calm his breathing down, he sighed, shook his head, and continued. "We fancy the same woman, Camilla. He's made my life here miserable ever since I started courting her."

An owl passed soundlessly over their heads, the night hunter casting a shadow on them when its wings hid the moon. Saathel grinned. Inspired by its flight, she too could be silent and deadly.

"Court her harder and better. Or set him up for failure."

She didn't even need to suggest that, apparently. Faendal's eyes glittered, alight with energy and scheming once more. To be in pursuit of one's desires… always, the sweetest part of the hunt is the chase itself. She knew that to be true even when dealing with heart-hunts. For his part, Faendal looked to agree.

He wet his lips, cast a glance towards the dying lights of the tavern, and smirked.

"Think you could help me with that?"

[...]

If there was something Saathel loved, it was sticking her nose in matters that were firmly none of her business.

[geosabor]

which undertale soul colors would you assign to the LAL protagonists

akira and oersted share red to me

Im gonna assume this chart being accurate. It's been a while since UT was big but I remember this one getting shared around the fandom alot. (Also bare with me, this gonna be a biggun)

POGO - Bravery (Orange) Bro's got easily the biggest brass balls to fight a fire breathing mammoth and a T-Rex in the same day with nothing but a bone and his pet gorilla. He's also a total goblin who'd run into a wall to break it if it means saving Beru.

LEI - Determination (Red) Girl loses a fight and is immediately plotting your downfall. Both in Dominion of Hate and Imperial China.

YUN - Perseverance (Purple) He starts as the weakest character in the game and frankly he's really pathetic. But over the course of Imp. China his drive to improve makes him grow stronger (in my case the strongest member of the team. Seriously, 3 Tempest Torments and Odio died)

HONG - Integrity? (Blue) Gonna be totally honest. I have the least amount of data on Hong. I picked him last during my playthroughs of the game, I see the least amount of fanart of him, I see him the least in other's playthroughs, I dont really get his deal. I wanna say Integrity cuz that'd be cool since he started off as a dine-n-dasher and he grows to be better, but I'm not totally sure

OERSTED - Justice (Yellow) Now I know what you're thinking, but think about how he talks about his place in all of this. He rightly feels cheated, time and time again he was cheated cuz his best friend was just a massive simp. So he sees his current situation as a massive wrong to be righted. And listen to how he describes the other bosses. Also sees them as tragedies, wrongs to be righted and all that. It might be a warped sense of justice but it is *A* form of justice.

OBOROMARU - Determination (Red) You can take Oboro's chapter in a myriad of ways. You don't have to save Ryoma right away, you don't have to interact with most of the enemies, heck there are only 5 mandatory fights in the whole chapter (2 being Ode Iou). He doesn't even bring any equipment with him. The path doesnt matter because Oboro's one goal here is to kill Ode Iou.

SUNDOWN - Patience (Cyan) Dude prolly had to deal with Mad Dog and a buncha other hunters chasing him down for years. We know he spares Mad Dog so its safe to assume he spared the others. Also think back to how he dealt with Pike. I bet most of the other heroes woulda spoken up during that whole thing.

MASARU - Perseverance (Purple) Takes alotta the stuff to willingly get punched in the face over and over so you can learn some cool wrestling moves. Especially when sometimes the masters just flat out won't use em. Maybe also a little dumb but hey, I'm not the champ so who can say.

AKIRA - ??? Akira is complicated. He has a strong sense of justice, his integrity is really solid, he's SUPER determined, he's really kind to those he cares about, and he's willing to persevere through A LOT of bullshit to help people. Honestly at a loss here. I guess if I had to pick one it'd be Determination but an argument can be made for any of em. Except Patience. He defo doesn't have patience that's for sure.

CUBE - Kindness (Green) Easy choice, he was literally made to help people

[transenbyconfessions]

i feel like it's so hard to be trans sometimes.

i'm a trans boy, and i wasn't aware of the difficulties i'd be facing the moment i began to present myself towards everyone. the straight cis boys have began to perceive me as a threat, like i'm some kind of competition for ttem to beat. i just wanna be myself, i don't wanna be a target; i don't want to fight and i'd prefer to be left alone, you know ? i've always wished to be male and i happen to be female. that makes me trans. in any other timeline i would've been cis and nobody special, but i'm female, and this is not something that i'll be able to change soon. i wish i'd been cis, though.

the masculine standards have been suffocating me, too ! i'm autistic. i'm strange and i don't fit in with everyone else. i'm traumatized and i crave the softness that girls are given, but i know i'm not one and i don't wanna be a weak boy or a feminine one, either. i wish personalities weren't gendered. i don't wanna have to abide by the standards in order to achieve the affirmation of my gender. boys always have to prove that we deserve the joy of our own genders, and i wish that people saw that we could suffer, too. i have no intentions of being in any cis boy's way. we deal with many similar struggles and i'm not here to be your enemy, though i might fear you after every time you've proven your own hostility to me due to my body. i just want to be male.

it's tiring sometimes, and i wanna rest. that's all.

Submitted April 5, 2023

[shiftinglover]

I know nothing about DC, but wanna try shifting there, anything I should know that you can tell me as heads up so I don't make a stupid mistake or anything to avoid in particular?

There are so many things I could say for this one.

First of all, my universe and that one you’re going to may be different and thus have different problems, people, events, etc. so, while some of this advice might be great for my universe, but I hope it also works for you as well.

Mentally recognize/script/or have a job that you make FANTASTIC wage/money at. Or that you’ve been building up your savings since you were a child. Money is great to have and not to worry about.

Also, mentally recognize that you might have healing abilities, great mental/physical support system, and etc. this will severely help you. Even if you’re not a vigilante or whatever you want in your desired reality. It’s great to have. Maybe make sure that you have been studying various languages, practical knowledge (like how to undo knots, etc), have some self defense training, and have some common sense since you were a child in your DR. Having a great mental and physical support system will literally do you wonders, trust me. Maybe recognize that you have a dependable therapist and friends/family for your emotional and mental health. It sounds foolish but seriously, it will help. Especially if you’re planning to be a hero/vigilante or something. Or not. Whatever you do imma support you. ♥️

Please, please, please do not make the League of Assass*ns as one of your enemies unless you can’t avoid it. Or Deathstroke. 😭💀

If you are a superhero/vigilante/whatever, have multiple suits. At least two.

I know it’s tempting but don’t start a semi-serious prank war with Tim Drake. Save yourself.

Remember that people in different universe will act different. Bruce Wayne is not going to look, act, be exactly like how ours is in this universe. You may have an idea of your relationship with them or how they act already, and that’s awesome! Just keep in mind that they might not be exactly how they’re portrayed in this universe via movies, shows, comic books, and so on. It doesn’t mean that they’re terrible or anything but that they are still people. Just like how we are in this universe, they are people too.

Cities sometimes literally stink. So yeah. Just a heads up. Especially Gotham. The Batfamily (if you ever deal with them) are usually always at war/sibiling fighting with one another. But unless you grew up with them or have very strong ties, they are all very weary of others. So are the Superfam and the Arrowfam. <- they’re not always kind of fighting with one another but they’re cautious of outsiders. After all the things they’ve all been through, it’s understandable.

Do NOT go to any of the Robins/former Robins for relationship advice. Ever. Go to Lois Lane instead.

Prepare for a lot of exercising and training. There’s no way around it. 😭 I’m sorry- good luck bestie.

Most importantly: make mistakes.

It’s how people learn. It’s okay. It’s how we grow. There is nothing wrong with making a mistake. You are allowed to. I made tons and will probably continuing doing so. There’s nothing wrong about that, it’s just how we grow. You got this. Hope this helps.

♥️ Have fun shifting! ♥️

[invisible-storyteller]

For Day 2 of @drgeyerappreciation (ssssh, I know I'm late, but this could maybe fit the theme of Day 4, too) Dr Geyer & Liam, ~1400 words 

"Come in!"

Dr Geyer entered his son's room with two muffins in hand - one extended to a tight-muscled Liam sitting cross-legged on the bedroom floor. It was a peace offering.

"Didn't Mom say she made the batch for her friend's baby shower?" Liam asked despite already letting his character die on the screen in favour of snatching the food from his stepfather's hand.

"I don't think she'll mind," Dr Geyer reassured as he too took a seat on the floor, "Especially if you need it. And something tells me you do."

Liam began slowly eating his muffin crumb by crumb instead of answering, but Dr Geyer could sense that there was a reason his son let him into his room in the first place.

"You wanna talk about why you almost tore our entrance door down when you came home from school?" Dr Geyer probed gently, trying to keep his voice free of accusations and coercion. Thankfully, Liam seemed to have gotten better somehow at being able to read his emotions - the older man wasn't sure how he felt about that yet - so the kid must have sensed the worry that Dr Geyer felt instead of the anger Liam must have expected for his behaviour. The teen's shoulders seemed a bit looser than at his stepfather's first appearance at the doorstep, at least.

"It's just," Liam shrugged his shoulders, a larger bite muffling the words in his mouth, "One of the guys quit the lacrosse team today."

"Did that upset you?"

"No," Liam denied nonchalantly. Thankfully, Dr Geyer was also becoming better at reading the teen. "Maybe. I don't know. Not... that, I think. It's just... He quit because of me." He almost whispered that last part.

"Did he tell you that?"

"Pfft, no. He said he has to focus on his school work."

"Then maybe it doesn't have anything to do with you."

"I know it has!" Liam's jaw snapped close tensely as he went back to picking at his muffin, "I may have... said a few things to his parents. After the last game."

"Why did you do that?"

Liam glanced at his stepfather's face tentatively, and when there was still no anger on the older man's face - you could say that Dr Geyer had mastered dealing with people over the years as a doctor - the teen continued.

"His parents aren't a fan of sports," Liam grumbled with downcast eyes, "They drive him insane with how much studying he has to do. He always has to get good grades, and if they think he's slacking, then..."

Dr Geyer took a bite out of his own muffin at the pause. He was a stress eater.

"He tried to cover it, but I saw them. The new bruises on his arms. When he quit today," Liam added quietly while his eyes strayed up to the TV screen where his teammates were still trying to eliminate the enemy.

"Oh."

Dr Geyer was no stranger to anger - probably was more familiar with it than Liam would ever know. But he couldn't let the situation take his focus away from Liam when his son was clearly hurting, and Dr Geyer could understand why.

This was personal for Liam. He must have seen himself in that other kid.

"Liam, it's not your fault."

"I was the one who made his parents angry."

"Do not take the blame for others' wrongdoings. From what you said, this issue already existed before you intervened."

"I wanted to help," Liam gritted out, hand clenching into a fist before he went back to eating instead, "I made everything worse."

Dr Geyer heaved a sigh and scooted closer to his son. The worst thing he could possibly do now was make Liam feel like he wasn't on his side, which wasn't true.

"You could have handled it better," Dr Geyer conceded before leaning down to search for his son's eyes, "But you had good intentions."

"Yeah, much good it did to Gavin."

"We can't foresee these kinds of things, Liam," Dr Geyer said - a truth he himself had to learn the hard way, "Sometimes, we have to live with the choices we make, and we have to forgive ourselves for the decisions that turn out to be regrets. Especially when they are made under duress."

"Maybe, but I always seem to make the bad calls."

Dr Geyer had a feeling that this wasn't just about what happened to Liam's teammate. Although he didn't know everything about Liam's past, Dr Geyer had heard the news, he even saw the bodies.

No matter what that kid Brett had done to Liam, his death haunted the teen more than he let on.

"You can't save everyone, Liam."

His son fell silent, and it felt as if they had hit one of those deep divides - the ones Dr Geyer wished he could cross with the bridge of his affection and worry alone. But they didn't have these deep conversations before, aside from the one about Liam's anger. This was new territory, and Dr Geyer couldn't blame Liam for closing himself off, either, when he himself wasn't showing a better example as a father.

He sighed.

Bridges were built step by step, too.

"A week ago... remember how tired I was? After I came home from work?"

Liam hummed, glancing up at him with a slight frown.

"I had an emergency surgery that day. A... a failed surgery," Dr Geyer pressed his lips together, gathered the strength to recall the memories, and pushed on, "A six-year-old girl crossed the street without looking. She couldn't make it, even though I was sure she would. I had to deliver the news to the parents afterwards and believe me, that never gets easy. Not even after years in the field."

For a while, Liam seemed unsure of what to say. Then: "Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's not a burden you should carry," Dr Geyer said softly, and then gave his statement some more thought, "But maybe I could share more with you. What I mean to say is that I know that you did everything you could in that situation. Unfortunately, we can't predict the future and we can't prepare for everything. You are allowed to feel sad and angry, of course, but you just have to accept that in that moment, you weren't able to do more."

"That's not the same-"

"Did you feel like you made a horrible mistake? Like it was your fault? Like you should have known better? Should have protected someone instead of letting them down?"

Liam didn't say a word. In pensive silence, they finished their muffins, but for the first time in their relationship, the quiet didn't seem awkward at all.

"I know what it feels like to feel helpless, Liam," Dr Geyer spoke up after a while, "But if that happens, it's okay to reach out. It's okay for you to...for you to reach out to me."

Liam averted his eyes at that, and the teen fiddled with the empty wrapper of his muffin as his shoulders hunched in on himself. "But don't you feel like... like I'm..."

"You didn't disappoint me."

Liam's head whipped up at him in an instant, those juvenile eyes glinting wetly despite no tears being able to escape him. His shoulders were fully relaxed now, though, and that was a start.

"I think I can actually help you with your teammate's case," Dr Geyer added his thoughts aloud, which made Liam straighten up beside him with restless energy. He was slowly returning to himself.

"Really?"

"You know, some things are for the adults to handle," Dr Geyer shot him a parental 'so you better let me handle it' smile as he dared to playfully nudge his son's shoulder with his.

In response, Liam launched forward and wrapped him into a tight hug - one, which was also relatively new territory for them, but just like these heart-to-hearts, Dr Geyer thought they should do more often.

"Thanks, Dad."

Dr Geyer patted his son's back soothingly as his own shoulders dropped in relief. He kept holding Liam as long as his son needed it, especially when the teen's back tensed up anew and his voice came out sounding hesitant next to his ear:

"If we're revealing things about ourselves... I have a secret to share."

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

(ToCS/Persona 5) Duvalie and Makoto with a Yor-esque S/O

Duvalie has no idea how S/O even functions as a human.

They excelled at infiltration and execution of enemies, yet completely crashed and burned at doing simple things like cooking.

You'd have to be the biggest idiot in the world to realize they aren't an assassin.

The way they fought in battle reminded her of Sharon, but outside of battle they were a bumbling buffoon.

And yet...they were her bumbling buffoon.

The way they tried so hard to be a loving boyfriend/girlfriend really endeared to Duvalie, making it hard to stay angry at them.

As a battle partner, Duvalie didn't trust anyone else more than her Stahlritter Knights and Lord Arianrhod.

As a romantic partner, no one in the world could top them.

They weren't the best at domestic tasks, but they try their hardest.

And for Duvalie, the fact they love her so much unconditionally and try that hard is enough.

(S/O) "Hey, Duvie! Wanna go out for dinner tonight?"

(Duvalie) "...You burned our dinner again, didn't you?"

(S/O) "...Y-Yes..."

(Duvalie) sigh "I love you, you moron..."

Makoto has no idea what the deal is with her S/O.

During fights they could solo entire groups, but when it came to cooking?

Yeah no, Makoto was the one taking care of that.

It kind of reminded her of Haru in a way, but even she learned how to cook thanks to Akira.

She can't help but laugh sometimes, seeing the messes S/O gets themselves into.

(Makoto) "Um...are you okay?"

(S/O) "D-Dinner exploded on me."

(Makoto) "But you were just cooking rice. In a rice cooker."

(S/O) "I don't wanna talk about it."

Makoto chuckles as she puts a hand to her S/O's cheek.

(Makoto) "Wanna head to Café Leblanc?"

Meanwhile during missions, Makoto has never seen S/O mess up once when it comes to killing Shadows.

It was honestly kind of a terrifying shift.

Now she was definitely being reminded of Haru, in a less comfortable way.

[spoiledlemonsbiggestfan]

SORRY I DISAPPEARED

Hello there! It has been way too long since i updated you guys on how i've been doing, and i've probably only got myself to blame on this one. But i have FANtastic news to share! (get it? Cus i'm fan? Genious, i know.) I finally managed to get a job! And a decent one this time, no more cleaning mediocre school halls for me! (Horrayyy!)

So this entire hiatus hasnt been for nothing, i've been very hard at work finally being able to persue the thing i love the most, writting! Now i can officially call myself a journalist instead of an amature blogger. The self-improvement sure is real, love to see it. Sadly, I am constantly restricted from putting my heart and soul onto the paper in favor of transmitting what could be classified as useless information to whoever is bored enough to watch the news. And that constant restrain has made me miss the days of the good ol' Fan blog, so i guess you could say that's the reason i'm here. I've missed writting whatever i want to without the need to always double or triple check my work, its fun to not worry if every single word i type fits into my current streams of thought and stuff like that. But you don't wanna hear about all of that do you? You wanna hear about the funny stories! The authentic work experience i have gained! Atleast i hope so, because if not then youre probably in the wrong blog. But if that IS what you came here for, bluckle up bukaroo because im about to tell all about the working woes and friendly foes!

First off the job aplication process was VERY off-putting, my 2 future bosses took care of the interview and they asked... odd questions. They were also always a little too...rude. But thats ok! Nothing that i havent already handled. On the job i have met some interesting personalities such as suitcase! (I was given permission to state her name, duh) suitcase is very kind and funny, but she also has social anxiety, which is weird considering she is one of the few reporters we have, the type that usually goes out, interviews others and deals with harsh weather conditions for some reason. Suitcase is always busy going from one place to another so she can grab the needed fotage, and since im normally the one who writtes her scripts, i get to go with her sometimes! The news channel utilises this totally not ominous and cramped mini-van to cary all of the needed equipment and people. Surprisingly enough, my supervisor is the one who drives the van! She's quite chill, her voice is so smooth that i have to stop myself from yawning when i'm around her. Dont get on her bad side though, i once saw her almost yell at our make-up artist. Speaking of that, they both have some weird relationship going on, i genuinely have no idea if they are friends or enemies and at this point i am too scared to ask suitcase about it.

Working there is pretty chill, i tecnically dont need to phisically be there but hey, a bit more of social interaction wouldnt hurt. Besides, i wouldnt have met suitcase if i only sent my scripts via e-mail! So its a win-win! What else do i have to say abt work? Hmmm.... oh yea! I have a funny story to share!

On my first few days, suitcase told me that the make-up artist was an extreme chatter-box that preferably likes to "spill the tea" on everyone. But if you've been following this blog for a while now, you'd know that im not really good with understanding these types of frases, so for the longest time i thought that this guy actually spilled tea on people on porpose. (he looks really refined, so i just assumed he would be the kind of guy to like tea) So i, being extremelly cautious to not get tea on my lovely red paper, avoided him for like 5 days straight! He eventually caught on and complained to suitcase about it, she then told me so, and i explained my conundrum to her. After she explained what the frase actually meant, we couldnt stop laughting! I never actually apologised to the guy, i sure hope he doesnt hold grudges!

[vexic929]

Writers Truth or Dare!

🎱🕯️🥤

🧸🍬🌿

🏜️🍦🐝

🎱 ⇢ post your AO3 total stats

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

like a 2, I do it because I have to but I've never been good at editing my own work lol I'd much rather have a friend look it over cause I'll get in my head about it XD

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

this one is just so cute <3333

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

follow me back on tumblr? lol if we're moots, we're moots, if we're not that's okay I still love you <3333

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

neither Tim nor Damian should be Robin at this point, they've both grown past it, the current Robin should be Maps Mizoguchi

🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity

I'm not usually very good at dealing with writer's block honestly XD but I find sometimes all you need is to watch an episode of one of your favorite shows to get your brain invested in the creative process again

🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

literally any, I'm not picky, you can leave an emoji or something and it's totally fine! that said I do love when people quote lines that they enjoyed and talk about them, I always like to find out what stood out to people especially if it's not something I anticipated <3333

🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate

I don't wanna compliment Lex Luthor tho lol

honestly pretty creative with some of his schemes

iconic character design

took the obsession with his enemy further than even Eobard Thawne by doing the "make a clone child with the DNA of you and your enemy", truly hingeless behavior, I'm impressed

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

@practically-an-x-man so kind and inspiring!

@negative-speedforce so sweet and fun <3333

@autisticharrywells excellent analyses and best takes!!

@shrinkthisviolet so cool and nice <3333

@faeseekerandy an excellent friend!

@goldheartedchaoticdisaster super cool and fun!!

@angst-is-love-angst-is-life absolutely lovely and sweet <3333

I'd tag every single mutual honestly but I need to stop sometime lol just know I love you all!!! <3333

[playingforever]

your streams was my first impression of little nightmares so i was going in Blind, but i had been interested in getting into it for a while so im very glad you streamed it! anyways, i had a little confusion when earlier in the game you were like.. "lol, foreshadowing the timeloop.." and it made me so O-O UNTIL I SAW THE VERY END AND REALIZED: wow thin man is mono. i was soo shocked. so, OnTo the question, what was your first reaction to finding out thin man was mono like? were you shocked, not shocked, expected it, etc? how did avvy feel, too? it was such a nice plot twist so im very curious !!! - retrospring ask [link]

Hahuuu~ ah I'm amused that this was your experience, I'm um glad if our errant commentary as we were playing wasn't like ruining the experience for you or anything kfkfk...

Me and Avvy were first watching Little Nightmares through some letsplays done by a vtuber girlie we like (Hiyo-chan, a member of KittenParty.) This was because, I'm actually quite sensitive and easily put-off my by horror, so the 'padding' of having a silly anime girlie play the game was helpful. I have nightmares easily (ironically enough...) so when I imbibe too much horror, I can be left ah, anxious, restless, unable to sleep, kind of plagued by my own mind for days... 9_9; My problem is, I'm also intrigued by horror concepts, due to my interests... so I've always been curious about Little Nightmares as a series, actually. It's just always been a big question of, if I could even handle the experience...

Typically, I like to go into games blind, and experience the narrative unfold in real time. I would have preferred experiencing LN this way, but alas, I couldn't steel myself to boot up the game once, even after having gotten it for free years ago. So in the end, it just was a serendipitous thing, that I was already watching a lot of streams from KittenParty members, and Hiyo-chan happened to have played LN1+DLC+LN2. I thought, sure, why not finally get into that...? Might as well, if I can't play it... Funny because, as casual putting on the stream was, I still would get so anxious I'd have to look away, and we had to make sure it wasn't too close to bedtime before watching... It was a slow process as a result. 9.9;

We got through LN1 and enjoyed the ending of that one. As we were watching LN2, it felt less 'tight' by comparison... hmm, like, less thematic?? As a result of no longer being in the singular environment of the Maw. We started to get this feeling like 'wait, what's the theme here? What's the point of this all?' So I remember we actually paused midway through the Hospital chapter (after dealing with all the Patients to get the fuses.) Anddd we just like, reconvened, read ahead to see what the ending was. Hmm, it's a little funny looking back... because I remember we were simply feeling like 'ehh, is this all worth it?' ... where are we going... Mm but this happens sometimes, I mean I had to stop my playthrough of OMORI and spoil the ending for myself, because I was starting to feel unsure if it was 'worth it' to continue sitting through. TBH, it doesn't even have to be that a game is Bad, I'm just umm a sensitive person so, I think the more invested I am in something, the more I'm wary about being overly invested & then being disappointed by the outcome... [sniffs] And well, I'm also fussy and picky, so I can admit that sometimes I am impatient to learn whether or not something is going to feel like a Waste of Time... Much to read and watch you know, don't wanna lose braincells to frustrating things.

... all that said... Learning about Mono becoming the Thin Man was intriguing. And umm, amusing also, loll like, wait, whahhh? Why is the little lad becoming slenderman what's up with that... Watching footage, the scenes involving the Thin Man were simply cool, I liked the feel to them. What does it mean that the enemy that Mono and Six face is actually Mono...? We finished watching the game and then dwelled on it, some. This way of processing the twist meant that it kind of came to me 'slowly'... I wouldn't say I really felt the impact of playing it all in a continous sitting & then receiving it. However, it's meant that over time, I've appreciated more and more, the sequence of events leading to that reveal. I think everything from Six being kidnapped > confrontation with the Thin Man > Signal Tower + destroying Monster Six's music box > the finale of Mono being dropped & steadily becoming Thin Man... All very compelling-!! I suppose, I think it walks you through all the emotions you're SUPPOSED to feel...

'NOO nooo not Six!! Ooh give her back... I'll save you Six!! This awful ghoul has taken you from me... Whoa-!! These crazy powers I am gaining...?? Ohh.. Oh noo Six what happened to you? Eh... ahh... break her music box?? ;; Ahhrh is this right? But, I guess I have to do it... NOO Six whyyy?? Why did... o-oh. Oh, okay, I guess, I guess that's, why...'

And ultimately I must enjoy what it says about Mono, that at the end of this journey... He, simply chooses to perpetuate this cycle, that with all the knowledge of what's happened, he will still be stuck in this loop. It's a satisfying ending that retroactively makes the game more interesting to rewatch, again and again... Really, I feel that LN2 did so good at what it set out to do, that even the events of LN1 are more compelling because of it — even if, initially, I was feeling that 1 had a stronger experience.

I guess you can just imagine me and Avvy really pouring over this stuff, spiritually swirling our wine glasses, discussing it for days on end... Really enjoye it. Enough that it has motivated me to, essentially overcome my paralyzing fear of the game, and instead just receive it as a fun story. Enough that I had to play it myself! XD Soo strange to think about really... that hasn't happened before.

[weregonnagetyou]

SHIPPING INFO // Answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog.

REPOST. Don’t reblog.

What’s your OTP for your Muse(s)?

Honestly I've had a LOT of good ships with Mia. The most recent OTP is probaby Mia and Freddy with @coptm. Sadly they've been taking a break from RP. But other good ones were with @brkbd and @buriedwith-blog. I also had a ship with a Kelly from AVED.

What are you willing to RP when it comes to shipping?

Heck pretty much all of it. I love the fluffy stuff, the angsty stuff. I'll write the spicy stuff now and then but I suck at it. I just adore shipping and Mia loves all the flirty and physical stuff from it.

How large does the age gap have to be to make it uncomfortable?

I mean I don't mind an age gap. As long as they both met when they were fully into adulthood and it's completely consensual. Mia is 26 and I don't see her going for anyone younger than 21. And 21 is pushing it for me. But I'm probably good with 10 years, maybe 15 years. Big age gaps don't make me uncomfortable unless like the older person knew the younger when they were under 18. That makes it weird for me.

Are you selective when shipping?

I can be. It just depends on how well Mia and the other muse gets on. I've ship her with some pretty random characters, like freakin young Magneto from xmen and Jesse from Breaking Bad lol. So when it comes for fandoms I am not picky. Mia's the type that would find someone she would want to bang from any fandom.

How far do steamy moments have to go before they’re considered NSFW?

When hands start going lower and the panting and moaning starts. It usually goes under a read more or a fade to black.

Who are other muses you ship your muse with?

Not gonna lie, I've shipped her with a few Ash's in my day. Younger Ash and even older Ash (talk about an age gap lmao). Someone writing Ash even wanted him to be her long lost dad. That was when there were a bunch of Ash blogs around and they all wanted a different dynamic with Mia.

She also had a thing with a werewolf character. She made out with the main dude from the 2016 Blair Witch movie (Heather's brother). She had a relationship with a Rafe from Uncharted (i totally forgot about that one.) Also a Roman from Hemlock Grove.

I also had a super fun platonic ship going with a Ricky from trailer park boys. My girl has gone through it with various ships.

Does one have to ask to ship with you?,

I don't mind if it just comes naturally in RP. It's funner that way. But it's also okay to ask. That makes it easier sometimes. But like it is super easy to ship with Mia. Even if it's just like a one night stand of friends with benefits. Girl likes to just make out sometimes without commitment.

How often do you like to ship?

I really haven't been doing it a whole lot lately. Then again, I've been on hiatus for awhile. But it's not the priority with my RPs. I'm a horror girly but I dabble in romance when it pops up.

Are you multiship?

Oh yeah

Are you ship obsessed or ship more-or-less?

I guess I would be a ship more-or-less? Like I said, it's not the priority for this blog. But I am always looking for more dynamics. Right now I am obsessed with enemies to lovers so that would be fun :D I also just love platonic shit.

What is your favorite ship in your current fandom?

Mia is too busy dealing with detox and getting possessed. But if I am making up a ship, I like the idea of her and Kelly. Maybe her and Beth. If we wanna do some time travel to when he was still alive, she'd probably fuck Scotty. Heck the game being a thing makes the possibilities endless. And time travel happens in these movies.

Finally, how does one ship with you?

Yo just let me know if you wanna ship. Send some shippy memes when I reblog them. Get that building up in some threads. Fill out my interest checker and hit the box by romance under "what kind of threads do you want to do?" I am always down. I will let you know if I'm not interested in shipping Mia with your character. But that hasn't happened yet.

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Tagging: i'm too lazy to tag. steal it.

[zhongrin]

Heyo, anon that found the little Jeht tidbit here.

I've been doing further testing, and even if you leave the area and come back, Jeht will continue walking around the same area. (Legit, I walked around Fontaine for a while and went back to the area, and even logged out and back in, and I can see her still walking around where I left her by the tents.)

So maybe it's less that she's tied to you and more like the location of enemy "mob" spawns, perhaps? I find it really odd that for such a straight forward sequence, they rely on the player to trigger it. Usually I'll see the NPC's just rush to the next area, I found this an interesting way to code Jeht in this portion of the game.

Jeht and even Jebrael's mechanics of applying elements to enemies as we're fighting was pretty cool! I liked that I got to do co-op without needing to do co-op, especially as sometimes I just wanted to hear them talk with the enemy, and I just wanted to slowly wear the enemy down, while allowing them to deal damage and the final blow.

I like your ideas. I'd be down for a companion or tool to apply more elements to enemies. I think that'd be cool as an exploration tool.

it could be both too i guess. like it could be a checkpoint based system, but she'll follow you as soon as you move within a certain range of hers? cause i've observed with seelies and sometimes on other quests when you have to 'walk' with characters, they might stop walking when you get too far from them... 🤔

hmhm... good choice on hoyo though. i think it's a good mechanic to have cause it gives us freedom on when to trigger the next sequence. just in case we wanna explore around first! they have been doing the whole 'subtly guiding' players to explore areas and make 100% exploration easier since sumeru and i love to see it!!

right!!! sometimes it's just fun to observe... ough now i kinda miss them. one of the best father-daughter combo. finally a kinda decent biological dad in genshin /j /smacked

hehe yay! though i don't really foresee it being added, it's fun to imagine what kind of gadgets we could have had sometimes... i wish they'd give us a seelie / timed trials detector. i don't think i have issues in the later areas of the game but i did some exploring yesterday and i found a seelie i completely missed in liyue ☠️

[hamliet]

Hey hamliet, got a bit of an unusual question for you about RWBY.

How do you deal with the negativity?

Now that Volume 9 is going to be on Crunchyroll first and free an entire year later, there's been a lot of negative talk about RWBY and Rooster Teeth. How RT is dying and a shell of its former self. That the RWBY Sub and Discord is going to pirate the hell out of the show instead of supporting it due to the poor treatment of the staff, calling Geoff's statement about how pirating will do nothing more than hurt the show as bad taste, and pretty much fine dooming the show because all that matters now is RT is supposedly a shit company these days and that's all that matters...

Not to mention you STILL have people like the Judgemental Critter releasing videos about how bad RWBY is. There's so little positive RWBY content on Youtube...

Just, how do you deal with it all, the hatedom for a show you love and worries that it might not be ended thanks to the hatedom and controversies surrounding it? Or do you think I'm just making a mountain out of a molehill?'

Sigh.

Regarding YouTube, I ignore it. Sometimes I think about doing takedowns of the Reddit Dudebros who have made RWBY hate videos, but I also don't wanna give them traffic. Instead I use the site I write for (the non-Tumblr one) to write positive RWBY content, which will go up over the next month. It won't have the same reach, probably, but it's all I can actually do.

As for the production stuff, I have mixed feelings.

I think the long hiatus has soured a lot of the trust in CRWBY, and rightly so. Yes, covid, the WBD merge (and WBD's scorched earth policies in general are creating atmospheres of anxiety and fear for all their subsidiaries), Ice Queendom, and the movies have happened, but the sudden hiatus when your previous volume ended on a literal cliffhanger is not a good look. People are going to rightly get suspicious and anxious, and frankly, I think RT didn't handle it well at all. If RWBY continues, and it better, they absolutely cannot have another long hiatus, and they should be forthcoming about things.

I think Geoff's letter is an attempt to be forthcoming. I don't think it's super clear, though, and kind of made things worse--but I also don't think that is Geoff's fault. I think the fandom, as a whole, has issues that are absolutely not the fault of Rooster Teeth or anyone in CRWBY, and are instead the fandom's issues.

The fandom has a semi-parasocial relationship with the actors and writers, which is great on one hand and yikes on the other, because the fans do act entitled in a lot of ways. Because people involved do say certain things, fans take it as Gospel Truth because Their Friend The Involved Person wouldn't possibly have other motives or be a complex human being themselves with subconcious pain and desires that may or may not align with theirs. But the people involved are all, well, people, and they aren't your friend. They're not a bad person or an enemy; they're just a person you don't actually know. People are complicated. I'm also not blaming people involved who speak out; they're doing what they can with what they know. I just wish fans would accept that what fans know is far, far less than they think.

I don't know how to say this in a way that will not get fans furious at me or think I'm dismissing the issues because I'm really not trying to. I'm just an adult who has unfortunately seen the results of simplistic thinking, and there are not simple solutions to complex problems.

If you watch any anime at all, you're probably giving money to studios that treat their workers way, way, way worse than Rooster Teeth does.

If you consume manga, you're giving money to a company that has worked numerous mangakas into permanent disabilities because of their insane deadlines and low pay. Like, Shuiesha is awful. Ishida lost his ability to taste food.

Wait, I can hear all of you now: JUST BECAUSE X DOES IT DOESN'T MAKE IT OKAY FOR RT TO DO IT! To which I say: you're hella f*ckin' right. I am not making this argument at all, just laying facts out. It absolutely is not an excuse. 0% excuse.

Get your sh*t together, Rooster Teeth.

But it is to say, if you're boycotting RT but watching something else, don't say it's on blanket moral principles, because it isn't. You're going to have to ask yourself why you hold them to another standard. And to be fair, we all have limits and our own boundaries, so it's not possible to judge others. I avoid certain media and consume others.

There isn't a great way to handle this. There isn't a simple solution that will just magically make everything okay for everyone. It sucks.

But boycotts actually, imo, not going to help and fairly likely to make the situation worse. So instead of no pay, you want them to get... no pay or jobs at all? Because it's not like there's a "good" animation studio. Trust me, I work in the arts. Having no job is awful, too.

It's not remotely the same, but I think back to the sweatshops people boycotted in the late oughts--understandably so. But here's a little known fact: thanks to all the boycotting, a lot of those women went into the sex industry, and not exactly willingly, but out of desperation. I know some of these women by name. It is not the same thing here, and I'm not saying it is, and maybe shouldn't even use this analogy, but I am using it as an example of how boycotts as simple solutions are not nearly so moral as you might think, in broad terms.

Regarding RWBY's future, I really hope we get the ending as Monty planned. I want it, and I think we only need 3-4 more seasons for it.

Frankly, I think RWBY is one of the most well-written American animated shows to exist in the past decade.

(Go ahead and argue with me, dudebros. You'll lose.) RWBY is actually very popular overseas, which also helps.

I also think of Monty's quote from when his mother passed away, which seems eerie considering his own untimely death:

“I believe that the human spirit is indomitable. If you endeavor to achieve, it will happen given enough resolve. It may not be immediate, and often your greater dreams are something you will not achieve within your own lifetime. The effort you put forth to anything transcends yourself, for there is no futility even in death.”

Anyways, the finale of volume 9 is airing on the anniversary of my dad's death, which is the same day as the anniversary of the death of the friend who introduced me to RWBY's parent as well (yes, our parents died the same day, years apart). RWBY is one of those stories that gives me life and hope again in how it handles grief. I hope there's a path forward for the story that involves treating workers fairly.