#ALSO AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO FINDS IT IRONIC HOW THEY WERE ALWAYS COMPLAINING ABOUT COLTER SITTING ON HIS ASS WHEN THAT’S LITERALLY ALL

[lycheecatee]

BIG RANT:

I love Nuka World dearly but so many aspects of it feel unfinished.

The gang bosses play little to no role in the dlc - the only way to learn more about them is through terminal and holotape entries.

How come Mason doesn’t have two second in commands like Mags and Nisha? He’s absolutely not a “lone wolf” and is shown countless times to have the most loyal gang - so why not give him two “betas”?

Dixie and Savoy basically did nothing. There’s ONE random encounter event with Dixie and that’s it.

The gang bosses never interact outside of what their members tell you and occasionally what Redeye tells you.

Speaking of Redeye, where the hell is he? Why can’t we do at least one quest for him like Travis?

They literally cut Maddox’s whole story and for what?

Clearing the parks was always done really well, but Bethesda fell off with the raiders. I wish we could do more quests for them (NOT RADIENT QUESTS).

It all just feels like a waste. This DLC could have been spectacular.

[jjmbbg]

It's you and me

➤ Jack is a newborn here.

➨ She opened her eyes, confused and not knowing where she was standing (lying down actually). She looked around the messy cabin, she didn't remember much from the previous afternoon let alone how she got there.

Everything was blurry, and there were only fragments of what happened.

She was sitting next to Susan when she had begun to feel an intense pain in her belly, which stopped the entire group. Several went into crisis because they were in the middle of the fucking road and they didn't know if there was a fixed place in the surroundings.

She remembers Dutch ordering who she thought were Sean and Lenny (surely it was them, those two were always together) to look around, then sending Arthur because they were taking too long.

She barely remembers John's voice comforting her, but also her slapping his hands and yelling things like "Look what you put inside me!"

But she didn't remember anything else.

From what she saw, they found a place where she could give birth to her baby, which she didn't know if he was a boy or a girl, or if it was okay, or where it even was.

She tried to get up, but couldn't and whimpered, drawing Susan's attention, who was sitting next to the baby a few meters from her.

ㅡ You woke up ㅡshe smiled at her.ㅡHow do you feel?

ㅡ How would you feel after expelling something the size of a watermelon out of your body? ㅡshe answered tired.ㅡ Although, I'm thirsty.

ㅡ I'll bring something for that, but first, ㅡshe said, carefully grabbing the small thing that was stirring in a blanket that Arthur had been in charge of obtaining a few months ago.ㅡ You have to see this beauty ㅡshe walked over to place the child in her arms.ㅡ It's a boy, by the way.

ㅡ Oh... ㅡAbigail whispered holding him firmly.ㅡ It's... he's cute ㅡshe smiled a little adjusting the blanket away from the baby's face.

ㅡ Do you want me to tell the rest that you're awake? Do you want me to find John?

ㅡ I don't think he really wants to see me.

ㅡ He was very worried about you when you were in labor ㅡshe smiled.

ㅡ It's hard for me to believe you, although well... it happens to me for having continued being a prostitute.

It hurt Abigail to accept that John doubted the paternity of the child in her arms, but she couldn't blame him. Sure, her hookups with Dutch, Bill, and Javier left a lot to be desired, but she was sure he was Marston's, and she didn't know how to convince John of that.

ㅡ Don't you want anyone?

ㅡ No, just... I'll stay with him... ㅡshe whispered, carefully watching her son's face.ㅡ And I still want water...

ㅡ I'll bring a glass right away.

When Abigail was left alone with the baby, she reached up to his face and caressed his plump cheek with one finger.

She was a little old to have a child, it sounds ironic, but come on, in 1895 everyone got married at 14 and had their children at 15, she was 18, she could practically be considered an old spinster.

ㅡ It's you and me, and the camp, and I hope John, together against the world ㅡshe whispered. The boy's eyes were slightly open in her direction.ㅡ Please tell me you're not hungry, I don't know how to do those mommy things... it's my first time, okay? I'll need time to get used to you and vice versa... well... what shall we call you? mhm?

She analyzed his face carefully.

The baby still couldn't stop looking at her, his huge orbs were glued to her face. He looked at her like she was an angel sent from heaven.

ㅡ You don't have the nerve to be called Dutch, that's for sure ㅡshe laughed at her own comment.ㅡ Oh... how pitiful I am sometimes ㅡshe complained to herself.ㅡ Mhm... John Marston Jr... yeah, maybe be... although it would be a bit confusing... two Johns?

"Why I'm talking to myself?" she thought.

ㅡ Jack... you look like a Jack... right, Jackie?

She rocked him a little, returning to caress his cheek gently.

ㅡ He doesn't understand a single word from you ㅡa male voice was heard at the door.ㅡ How do you feel?

ㅡ Like I've been trampled by a horse, and believe me, I know what that feels likeㅡshe replied softly.ㅡ What are you doing here?

ㅡ I'm coming to see my son, or so I think ㅡhe whispered as he approached. He took a seat on the edge of the cot that Roberts was resting in.ㅡ It's cute ㅡ he said, looking at the infant's face.

ㅡ No, I just wanted to take a look at him, you know... see if he looks like me.

ㅡ It is ㅡ the young woman smiled.ㅡ Do you wanna carry him?

ㅡ John... I already told you, he's your son.

ㅡ I can't be sure ㅡMarston sighed.

Abigail looked away, she wouldn't give him the pleasure of seeing her cry or vulnerable.

ㅡ You already saw that I'm fine, and you already saw his face. You can go, I'll feed him.

ㅡ It's not like I haven't seen your breasts ㅡhe scoffed.ㅡ Me and... half of the camp.

ㅡ Shut up and go away.

ㅡ Well, well, as you order.

When John left the place, Abigail let out a heavy, almost painful sigh.

ㅡ Okay, Jackie... what were we up to?

Little Jack didn't understand why the eyes of who seemed to be his mother were reddish, he was a baby, he clearly wouldn't do it. But he made a small sound with his mouth, indicating he was hungry, or so Roberts assumed.

��� Well... let's learn how to do this, shall we? ㅡshe smiled a little, sadly.

[redheadbigshoes]

Hi... 🌻 here...

Having a rough week this week... My partner is going on a flight soon and has been working a lot so it's been lonely at the house and I tried joining a lgbt discord to find some people to talk to, but within like 2 days there were people talking about how the 'bi lesbian' label is not a big deal and that I'm just blaming bi people for lesbophobia by cishets when I say it's disrespectful and harmful, that I'm overreacting...

Why is it people always justify it with "its not that bad" instead of trying to tell me how its good? instead of trying tk tell me why it's worth using or how helpful it is? Why is it always "it wont hurt you that much stop complaining let them have this thing" instead of some reason of why it would be nice?

I feel like there's no space for me outside of my house, I get transmisogyny on the streets and lesbophobia online... the only place I feel remotely safe is on here with my lesbian mutuals...

Thanks for being here, I just needed to get some feelings out 🫂🫂🫂 thank you

I know blaming lesbophobia on bisexuals is wrong, but it’s just ironic how the same people who say this are also the ones blaming biphobia on lesbians…

People in the community love to use the card of “I am not your oppressor, blame your oppressors” to say lesbophobic shit. So does that mean because I’m a lesbian I get to be homophobic, biphobic or transphobic? Because I’m not the oppressor? This is the dumbest shit I’ve seen.

Unfortunately when it comes to lesbians people don’t care about respect. It’s always “it’s not that bad”, “it’s not that deep”…

Literally lesbians cannot have a single thing lol the lesbian label is constantly being taken by either cis or trans men or by other non-lesbians, dyke has also been taken by non-lesbians, the same goes for femme and butch… Other people are the ones who don’t let us have a single thing.

[lucid-stories]

The dwinddling light in his dark world | Lilia x Malerie (OC)| A Twisted Wonderland AU

Warning/s: -Inaccuracy in roles and characters -Angst(?) -Multiple (2) POVs -slight(?) General Lilia x Fem! OC(Malerie) -Book 7 Chapter 4 events are implied here

-1st writing so bear with me

Characters: Lilia Vanrouge Child! Silver Baul Zigvolt Malleus Draconia (Mentioned) Mallenoa Draconia Revan Draconia (Mentioned) Knight of Dawn(Mentioned)

Princess Laiyer

Lilia POV

"Father" asked the young boy.

"Yes, silver"

"Can you tell me about the angels again"

"Fufufu, of course"

Angels, they are the guardians of this realm. Tasked to guide and direct the mortals with their lives… silently. Beings who have witnessed the creation and the destruction of all that has and will exist.

"Father, have you met one?" "… A long time ago", the bat fae replied with a melancholic smile. "I witnessed a birth of one"

Angels were not always born as angels. They are chosen. Those who have inspired many and lived for the sake of others in their lifetime are "gifted" those ethereal white wings and will no longer be bound to the constrains the world designed.

"💩" "General! you can go ahead to Wild Rose Castle, we will follow afterwards" "Baul, take command" Without waiting for the reply of his comrade, He flew towards the place where the Iron Men are targetting. "FASTER! FASTER! I hope I'm not too late…" And in that moment of desperation, he teleported.

"Bold of you to march straight into our territory."

The silver armoured man replied in a mocking tone, "With your precious prince consort, Duke Revan, dead. What do you think happened to your crowned princess."

"… Iron Men! You will pay for your sins! " Lilia, filled with intense rage and grief with the loss of 2 of his close friends, went into a killing spree in an attempt to reach the egg they left behind.

-Malerie POV-

"Sister! You can't, you mustn't" she pleaded.

"I will be back soon with Revan". Mallenoa reassures her little sister, "I am one of the best mages in the world, I won't be in critical danger"

"I know you are! However, we are in war and you are with a child!" She throws multiple reasons she can think of why Mallenoa must not leave the castle's premises.

"All the more reason to find him. In order to hatch our spawn" Mallenoa counters

"What if something happens! If they reach the castle or you…"

"If anything happens, you are here. I trust that you will keep everything under control while I'm not around. That also includes my child"

"WHAT"

"I TRUST YOU" She yells a second before she goes to the last known location her husband was seen"

"You should've joined Lilia and the others" She sighed as she looked at her soon to be niece or nephew.

"Your irresponsible mother left you with me" She complained. "However, she was right, I'll make sure no harm will come near you. Nice to meet you, eggie-chan. I am your mothers something degree cousin"

Shocked Malerie noticed it move a bit. "Are you greeting me back? Must be a gentleman then"

Malerie spent the next days caring for the egg, giving it enough love and magic power in substitute for the parents'.

In theory, it would take atleast 10x the amount of care for an unrelated fae to hatch another's spawn but since Malerie is related albiet distantly to both parents, it should work with doubled the effort.

However, as days passed, her dreams became more frequent. Being blessed or cursed with the ability to foresee the future, she could vaguely see that her clan's time is dwindling.

At first, she thought it must've been some kind of mistake however, no matter how much she tried to change the weaves of fate, it kept leading to the same outcome.

The sounds of the heavy artillery and the smell of iron only confirmed their fate as they start to surround the castle.

The family head, Queen Maleficia, has not been in the palace for several decades now which only means one thing.

If they already got the princess and prince consort, they must be coming for the 2nd and 3rd in line, the egg and myself.

"Baby, I promised to keep you safe and you will so just trust this aunt alright?"

'Although talking to an egg is weird, it is somewhat comforting but, I'm only 286 years old, did they really expect me to care for someone who could be my little brother along with the castle that would be under siege anytime soon'

"… Eggie-chan, I will cast more protection and stealth spells on you. Not even my aunt or sister will be able to undo it until you are completely safe." I'm scared "I will redirect their attention to me so, It was an honor to be able to meet you your egg-highness"

3rd POV

"Lilia- NO STOP!" Malerie positioned herself in the middle of the battlefield in an attempt to stop the bloodshed, keyword:attempted. A stupid move which caused her to be at the receiving end of the very Mysterium weapon wielded by her bethrothed.

"-Malerie!! " Lilia quickly regains his senses and stopped the rampage only after seeing the blood of his beloved.

"You will be okay" "Stay with me" Lilia cried as he tries to stop the bleeding. "Why did you enchant my weapon to the very thing that could kill you"

"… B..ause… I… lo.. you" She uttered what would be her last words as her breaths become shallow and her eyes losing their sparkle.

But that wasn't what hurt him the most. It was the fact that she left him with a smile as if forgiving him after what he had done.

"Malerie… " The princess of the opposing side lets out tears after loosing her best friend.

"Humans… Mark my words. You will pay for all the blood we've lost ten- no hundredfold" He vowed after slowly shutting his beloved's eyes and laying her somewhere she can be safe

"Do you really think that is what she would want"

"Shut up, Human" Lilia starts to lose the tiny bit of reason he got back from her death.

As he starts to rampage, once again, a sudden flash of light followed by a deafening sound came from the place where Malerie's body was supposed to be.

In her place, it looked like she was once again alive. Like in a deep slumber, still breathing but however, what once was the ebony colored hair now turned into a platinum blonde, the horns that stemed from her forehead, which were a symbol of the draconia family, has disappeared and what replaced it was a blinding halo atop her head and wings with feathers as white as snow.

In short, 'everything about her was ethereal.'

'I am unsure if it's because I loved her too much or because it is just her'

"You" The angel proclaimed, "destroyed the peace and lives of thousands. You, the princess and their so called "knight of dawn" shall be the ones to pay the price"

The final word of judgement she passed before she along with the ones she mentioned disappeared without a trace.

With events happening so fast, he was dumbfounded. Of course in normal circumstances he would be quick to act however this time it included the only person he loved, one he promised his life to, and the one who he is already married to (in paper w/o the ceremony yet because they're still considered teens), and the one who he already shared his body with.

In that moment, he felt distraut just before hearing a voice in his head.

'Please support Malleus in my stead and live for the both of us, alright?'

A surge of uncontrollable emotion filled the young general which caused him to cry for the first time in decades and fueled him to drive out the rest of the Iron Men, who lost their morale with the lost of their knight of dawn and princess, and the equipment they brought of which wrecked havoc on their land which brought back an era of peace and prosperity of the faes

To be continued(?)

[adventuringblind]

Awwww im sorry :(

Life sucks most of the time (unfortunately) sometimes and a lot of ppl deal with it better than us.

If no one’s said it yet IM FUCKING PROUD OF YOU FOR NOT GIVING IN.

Regarding the angst fics: GIMME. I’ll be the LAST person complaining cause it actually makes me feel something other than indifference and numb.

And max??? Your Ghoul max especially??? I WILL EAT THAT SHIT UP. GIMME. (On your own time and writing speed ofc).

If it ain’t obvious I’ll read pretty much anything you write. I’m a sucker for your ao3, I’m rereading one fic or another daily atp.

Also cause I always see you and 🦡 talking about energy drinks (monster) I’ll add my little quirks about caffeine in general cause I keep being told I’m weird for it and need some kind of opinion from ppl who don’t know anything about me:

I have said for YEARS that I don’t want to try energy drinks because I have an addictive personality. I damn well knew that I’d be addicted to the caffeine “high” or sleep (depending on how my adhd took it).

Until February when my friend but redbull in a separate cup and had me try it. Summary is I liked it and immediately wanted to cry when she told me cause damnit I’ve been avoiding it!!!!

So now I have EXTREMELY strict rules about my redbull consumption (it’s the only source of caffeine other than Coca Cola I actually enjoy the taste of (no I don’t like coffee)). And refuse to try anything else because one is bad enough.

Sorry this is so long but your always asking for ppl to talk… so I just did (whoops)

- 🦒

Okay yes… I am aching for human interaction. The interaction I’ve had with friends recently is not the greatest but in my defense! I’m still religious and so are they and we all have different values. As in - tumblr is like my side hoe that nobody knows about. I’m also bisexual which isn’t the most values thing in Christianity and so I get some weird looks when I rant about pretty woman. I CANT HELP IT THO WHY ARE YOU ALL SO GOOD LOOKING IT’S NOT FAIRRRRR. Same goes for a lot of other shit. Drinking and sex and smoking and sex and - the list goes on for days. IDK man just Lemme liveeee. Also trying to explain to people why you won’t go back t church is a pain. Like - idk? You watched my dad abuse my mom for YEARS, didn’t say anything and gossiped instead about how we were the ones not following him as the head of the household, the proceeded to hail him a hero because he stayed with my mom after she dealt with a fucking predator? Not thanks! I’d prefer never to speak to y’all again!

(Sorry for the random trauma dump lol)

That all being said, the interaction I’ve had is limited to my fiancé and my beta reader who is overseas in the UK. My fiancé has friends and goes out with them and I sit watching movies with my parents while getting trashed. My sister is there too. I love her dearly. But she’s 17 and dual enrolled to graduate with her associates degree in a couple of months so she’s busy T_T

Basically - I’m alone with my thoughts majority of the time and it’s not a fun place to be.

I’m considering making this specific Ghouls Max fic into a mini series because there is so much shit here. Plus, background Landoscar and Charlos have me FERAL. The plot is actually a lot like my Ao3 fic in some ways but not? Like themes are similar ig. I fell in love though and might make a series of one shots that follow Max and Reader post the events of that fic 👀 (which I will have for you EVENTUALLY)

Redbull isn't my favorite unless it's sugar-free (don't ask why because I find it IRONIC). I feel you with the caffeine thing and finding it hard to pace. I don't have a crazy reaction to caffeine and usually get by with a monster in the morning. Coffee tastes gross unless it's one of those places that have their own coffee beans and stuff. Which - okay - I'm from Washington state, and we have SO MANY COFFE PLACES HERE. I have three that are a 20-minute walk from my house. Also, Starbucks sucks.

Saw your ask right after this by the way and laughed because I'm blind and the emojis looked similar, so I didn't even realize at first!

I'm glad to see me and 🏍 are spreading our propaganda 😂

[valandhirwriter]

I am not a real AsioF fan, but I watched HotD and to give you a few answers here:

Yes, travel times are an issue, same as it was with GoT. Sometimes you, as the person watching must assume that in between going from A to B some time has passed.

Characters and their dragons: you are actually expected to use your brain, remember who is who in the game, and which dragon is with whom. You can read "Fire and Blood" if you need a written guide so to speak, but actually this is something I cannot absolve viewers of: USE YOUR FUCKING BRAINS AND PAY ATTENTION. The only case where it is seriously impossible to tell them apart is the Cargyll Twins, and we - as much as everyone in universe - were not supposed to be able to tell them apart, right up to their final duel. Kudos to the twin actors who pulled that off. (Have you ever watched The Expanse? The first two seasons demand you pay attention and don't cater to some people's short attention spans. Something I found very refreshing.)

Time since Viserys death - look at the armies marching, and how they progress and you get a sense of the weeks that passed.

The kiss between Rhaenyra and Mysaria was improv. It was a dynamic that developed as the two actresses did the scene and they did it spontaneously. Hence no further mention, the other scripts couldn't forsee what would happen. Which is also why so little critism: it felt natural in that moment, coming out of the dynamic of the two women, it wasn't put in by any exec's wish.

The talking: this is a plot full of politics, intrigue, and unfortunately on both sides two characters being like Hamlet, unable to come to a decision. (Have you ever watched Hamlet, I'd recommend the movie version with Sir Laurence Olivier, though it made be antsy every time because the guy doesn't man up and decide what to do.) The second season got some impressive action pieces, especially the battle of Rook's Rest.

Targaryens and Fire: Not true. Targaryens are not immune to fire. The fact that Aegon II got burned at Rook's Rest, is straight from the book. (Again: refer to GRRM's Fire and Blood). Targs can burn, what Dany did in GoT was a miracle (GRRM said himself that Dany's dragon birthing was an unprecedented miracle). Secondly: Aegon's main fire damage came from his armor heating up and melting into his flesh, not from the flame directly. Rhaenys for example wore no metal armour while riding Meleys into battle. So the whole thing is not cut as clear lorewise. At least one Targ in history died after drinking wildfire (surprise surprise). There are some good lore video guys out there, the Three Eyed Raven and Crusader Chris have whole series dedicated to Asoiaf lore, and there were also some good episode breakdowns, who take time to explain such stuff.

Music: I cannot really speak to that, because neither Witcher nor HotD left any memorable music in my ear.

Humour: HotD would not work if they added a lighter side to it. This story isn't light. This is the war of the roses Westeros style. This won't end well, and when it is over, a young traumatized King who saw his own mother burned in dragonfire (Again: GRRM lore) will sit the iron throne. Under his rule the last dragons die, and the Targs become the dynasty we later encounter in GoT. Not quite the same as what we meet at the beginning of the show. Imagine Daemon on Caraxes against the Night King, and you know what we missed.

Let me add that I find it generally complicated to compare series, but I think Witcher could have profited heavily, if they had leaned more into the complexities/politics of the continent, and been less funny.

Fandom these days is toxic. I really have to say it, I see it in many fandoms, no matter what is made TV wise, fans will always complain. HoTD gets it's fair share of flag on Youtube and other channels. The problem is the fans most often. If they do not get what they exactly envisioned, it is bad. Creators can't really get it right any more, and I think that's why they tend to cater to audiences unfamiliar with the material, because they are their best bet of long term viewership.

About people saying that HotD S2 is better than Witcher S3. I understand them. I could not watch Witcher S3 without constantly cringing (I broke it off after half a season, it was too bad). HotD boring or convoluted or no, you can at least take serious and don't have to cringe all the time, when the next weird scene arrives.

In the end each of us can only decide what they like or don't like. I for one enjoyed the Acolyte, even as the series gets widely bashed by fans. I also enjoyed Mando S3, which had many fans complain.

Why is House of the Dragon allegedly so much better than The Witcher?

Just watched House of the Dragon S2 and I must say - I found it pretty boring in many parts?

Sorry, but the whole thing mostly and disappointingly feels like a very long and repetitive prologue to what might come in S3. And they do many things that are loudly criticised in The Witcher, some even a lot worse, but with HotD people seem to not mind? Honestly, this really puzzles me. Yes, the costumes and make-up might be better, but:

It's all over the place on the whole continent of Westeros and even outside of Westeros with people traveling from place to place in no time at all. OK, on dragon back, you can do that, but they also do it on foot and by boat. I remember some of the geography of the continent because I was very much into Game of Thrones some years back when it aired and also read all the Song of Ice and Fire books that were available (not the ones HotD is based on though), but the constant jumps from one place to the next are really confusing imo and you'd need to have a map by your side all the time to remember where is what. When the Witcher does that, it is criticised heavily.

Same with people, there are so many main and minor characters, some even with similar or the same names, how the fuck are you supposed to remember who's who and who is related to who and how, who belongs to which house, and who's allied to who and who's feuding who without looking it up again all the time somewhere on the internet? With all the incest and extramarital activities resulting in a host of illegitimate progeny, I found this extremely confusing, a lot more so than in The Witcher.

And does anybody have a shimmer of an idea of how much time has passed since the old king's death? Must be at least months but you hardly ever get any hints about it. And this poor girl, how long is she wandering around the desolate highlands alone trying to find the wild dragon? Must have been weeks judging by the other things that happened in the meantime ...

Maybe it's just me, but I did not find any of the characters really compelling. Not that they are not well acted, the acting is good enough, but emotionally they did not really leave any impression on me. Maybe the only character I find a bit interesting is Queen Helaena and this very young Lord Tully who shows unexpected spine and stands up to Daemon in front of the Riverlords. There are so many seemingly random new side characters popping up all over the place, too, miraculously gaining importance that one is supposed to keep track of, but also none of them that was in any way inspiring it me. And the poor cute Bracken knight only drew his sword and was already dead in the mud on a battlefield with hundreds of men hardly a second later ...

Rhaenyra suddenly and out of the blue kisses this lowborn woman (was her name even mentioned? I cannot for the life of me remember it). I don't have anything against women kissing, not at all, but why? There is no mention of anything going on between those two at all afterwards. Are they in a secret relationship now or not? I haven't read the book and don't know if it's in there, but how is that kiss, as it seems to have no relevance to the plot at all, not 'woke' catering to the LGBTQ community? But everything the Witcher does is?

Then there are the dragons you have to keep track of in addition to the many people and places. How many dragons are there? And who rides which one? And why the heck would a dragon in its right mind choose this dubious Ulf character who accidentally stumbles into its cave as a rider???

And the plot? Honestly, was there, beside the one fight between the three dragons, anything that was really exciting? I remember nothing, no battles, no good sword fights, nothing but TALK. At lest 90% of the plot is repetitive talking about politics and plotting and scheming. I have nothing against a nice political intrigue and of course that's what happens at courts and it can be interesting too. It was in Game of Thrones where you had really interesting characters, too. But here I found it mostly boring and uninspired. And The Witcher is criticised for having too much politics and too many side characters although it has a LOT less so than this season of HotD.

They also seem to have conveniently forgotten that in GoT they established that Targaryans would not burn from fire. In the books this happens only once because some kind of blood magic was performed, but in the show it happened several times, so it seemed to be the rule, not the exception. HotD thus kind of refutes their own made-up lore, which I found confusing and had to look it up online. (They could easily have made Aegon suffer from bad injuries due to the fall instead.)

The music was rather uninspiring, too, imo, except for the intro which is the well-known one taken from GoT and the music at the end of E8 which was partly based on the Rains of Castamere, otherwise there was not a single piece of the soundtack that would make me want to buy and listen to it. The Witcher has quite a few that I listen to again and again (including, of course, Jaskier's songs, but many more).

What I also like a lot better about The Witcher: It does not take itself that seriously and there is quite a bit of humour in it. In HofD S2, the imo funniest piece of dialogue was: "I want you to fuck my wives." - "How many wives do you have?" (that was between this pirate commander, don't remember his/her? name, and Lord Tyland, was that his name?) . And maybe the truest sentence in the show by this random braggart in the tavern who miraculously turns into a dragon rider Ulf: "A sense of humour would do you all good."

All in all, the only thing that I have found to be really good and outstanding about HotD S2 are the dragons. Without them, it would be less than mediocre. I don't think I would want to rewatch it and feel no desire to look up any of the characters and their relationships etc to find out more about them. I cannot say in how far it is or isn't faithful to the source material as I have not read the book(s?) HotD is based on, but even if it's more faithful to the source material, this has failed to make it a great watch like GoT (minus the ending, that was worse than the poorest fanfic could have thought it up). With the dragons it is alright to watch once, hoping for a more exciting S3, but there is absolutely no way it deserves higher critic/audience scores/ratings than The Witcher S3, the contrary.

Update: To clarify, I don't really mind many things that I mentioned about HotD, I can totally live with an unclear timeline and many characters, even if it's not easy to remember every name, relationship etc. If I really like a show or character, I simply look it up, no problem. But these are all things I have seen people criticise The Witcher for on social media, and then they say HotD is so much better. That's what really puzzles me. What I definitely liked about HotD is the diverse cast and that there are many female characters with a lot of screen time and importance. It's not a bad show, only I like The Witcher much better despite its flaws. This is not meant as an anti HotD post but a pro Witcher post.

[amoveablejake]

Album of the Week: ‘Can’t Buy a Thrill’ by Steely Dan

Stand out song: ‘Only a Fool Would Say That’.

At the very beginning of 2021, on those cold January days that seemed to be swallowed up endless downpours (ofcourse I wasn’t complaining about that) I stumbled across the band Steely Dan and fell in love with them almost instantly. I say almost instantly because really, it wasn’t the first time I’d come across the band. I had previously been given a ‘Pretzel Logic’ record that had been spinning on my record player a great deal but for some reason it never really clicked who the band were. I enjoyed the album seemingly in isolation. That period of isolation ended in ironically the lockdowns and Steely Dan became one of my key bands. Their songs being a fixture on my roster. I remember writing back in the early days of 2021 that Steely Dan were shaping up to be my artist of the year even at that early point and that 2021 looked like it was going to be the year of Steely Dan. And yes, 2021 was the year of Steely Dan but only to a certain extent as it was also the year of Vince Guaraldi, the year of Dan Mason and according to the Spotify Wrapped for that year, the year of Daft Punk. After 2021, I seemed to step away from Steely Dan and I’m really not sure why. I would still listen to the odd song but I wasn’t playing them all the time like I had been. Again, no reason as to why this was it was just one of those things that happened. And really, now, I am happy that is what happened. They needed to fall behind so that when I returned to them that reunion meant all the more. 

It isn’t often that I let Spotify keep playing once I come to the end of an album or a playlist as there is usually something else queued up but last week the Spotify radio gods delivered ‘Only a Fool Would Say That’ to me and from the moment I heard its opening I knew Steely Dan were making their return. Its funny, the last time I had ‘Can’t Buy a Thrill’ on all of the time, ‘Only a Fool Would Say That’ was by no means my stand out. It wasn’t really on my radar as ‘Dirty Work’ and ‘Reelin’ In the Years’ eclipsed everything else. I’m glad that this time around with the album there is a new track that I am constantly playing and being drawn back to. It makes the whole record feel new and different. It is nice that it feels different, that this is as much a rediscovery as it is a reunion but also I like that its the same ol Steely Dan record that I’m returning to. Their sound as a band immediately started to flow through me again as I melted back into this album and reignited the love for the band that spread throughout 2021. It was never as if they were off the roster, but maybe they did fall down the pecking order for a little while but now, you better believe they are back to the home plate and they’re hitting home run after home run. 

I am often finding new things that I end up liking quite a bit or falling head over heels for. New places, new books, new films, new songs and new albums that I can’t get enough of as they worm their way into my head. The thing is though, there are some other things that I really need to have with me all the time. They are the key things that help to make up me. I always have my notebook with me, whatever notebook that may be. I always have some sort of photo taking thing with me again, whatever that may be. Then ofcourse, there are some things that I am always returning to, books by John Grisham, the music of Eiko Ishibashi and daydreams of the mountains of Whistler to name but a few. I draw a lot from knowing that these things are there and by my side. Knowing that some things don’t change and keep on sticking with you to act as anchors in the day to day. Returning to Steely Dan feels a lot like that, perhaps I needed the time away from their music so that when I returned, I would realise how much they mean to me. I think Joni Mitchell sung something along those lines (that is a joke, please don’t get angry with me). When I said back in the early days of 2021 that the year was shaping up to be the year of Steely Dan, I was wrong. Oh so wrong. I hadn’t stepped back far enough to see that it wasn’t only 2021 that was going to be the year of Steely Dan but rather the future is Steely Dan along with the other key artists on my roster. My key lineup that having by my side means a great to me and Steely Dan are absolutely a firm fixture of that.

Only a fool wouldn’t say that. 

-Jake, a man very happy with the ‘Last of Us’ finale, 13/03/2023. 

[sweetmuffynsblog]

What?

Part 4 is here!!! Also i feel like i should stop writing this lmao. I'm in college. I need to study. 😂

You wake up feeling a little bit off, your maid usually already wake you up by now, but seeing the sunshine outside you let out a huff, why your maid isn't here again? You ask yourself, you rolling in the bed only to find yourself in a broad chest, your sleepy eyes widen, then the memory of last night make you blush. You. Consumate. Your. Mariage. With. Your. Husband. You see him stirs and you close your eyes quickly. 'It's silly' you think, you are not supposed to feel so embarrassed like this, you slept with your husband after all... 'but this is the husband you despise' another voice in your head reply, you almost scoff, you are prideful, and a Targaryen at that, you are not a coward, so you open your eyes to find your husband looks at you, his eyes hold amusement, you almost rolling your eyes at that sight,

"good morning, Avy Joraelan." he says, you feel goosebumbs in your body, a little bit not accustomed for his affection,

"good morning, Daemon." you say cooly after remembering that he isn't supposed to 'love' you, you keep remind yourself that he only uses you to get the Iron Throne, he only loves your sister. There's knock in the outside to save you from your outbreak, you almost tell Daemon to stop the act, but Alina comes with big smile in her face,

"good morning, My Prince, My princess..." she says, she helps you to gets up and you notice that you already wear a night gown and your body doesn't feel sticky at all, you want to ask Alina if she's the one who bathed you last night after your activity with your husband. You enter the bath chamber, and Alina prepares for your bath, "oh, Your Grace, The Prince is very attentive towards you. Last night after you slept, he sent me to fetch the warm water and bathed you, and changed the clothes for you. He said he didn't want you to feel uncomfortable."

You look at Alina, especially when she listes any good thing Daemon did to you, your mind swirling around, you want to believe that he, in his twisted heart, cares for you. But he kissed your sister in a Pleasure House and got himself exiled after wanted to marry her, he loves her not you, you are only a tool for him and the Iron Throne.

"Are you ok?" Daemon asks you after you sit in your vanity, wearing a black and red dress, your hair is still unbraid nor combed, you hold the comb want to groom it, but Daemoj beats you in it, "let me help." he says and begins to combing your hair, "you didn't answer my question."

"i am ok," you give him a formal smile, the one you've mastered many years ago, "thank you for last night, Alina told me." he only humms, still combing your hair,

"how do you want to style it?" he asks, you feel a lump in your throat, desperately want to tell him to stop act like he cares for you, you clear your throat, ignore the clench of your heart, you want to be loved too, but he will never gives you that,

"i want the simple braid." you tell him, and he begins to work on it.

***

The months after your wedding, the News of your pregnancy finally reach the whole Kingdoms. Everyone congratulates you, you look so glowing, Daemon doesn't know if he can loves someone more but he does. He worships you, he makes sure that you never lacks anything, and always be there for you no matter what.

Your relationship is great, Daemon feels so happy whenever he has the chance to showering you with his love so open, he doesn't feel like he will harm your reputation anymore, with you he becomes so soft, but who is he to complains? You are his after all these years of longing. When you were born, he didn't think that falling in love could be so quick like this, it's like when he saw you, his world revolved around you. You were the first babe he held in his arms and the only one, his late mother even surprised when she saw that he was so calm and protective when he was with you. And when you grew up, he knew that he would have you even if he teared this Kingdoms apart. But he notices something, you don't open to him, you treat him as if he's another person outside your circle, that he may be your husband but he's not the close person to you. You give him the same smile you give others, he notices that whenever you are with Laenor Velaryon your smile will be so big that makes your eyes twinkle. Like this one, after your pregnancy announcement, Laenor quickly brings you outside to stroll the garden, your hand in the crook of his hands and both of you happily converse with each other. Other people who don't know may think that Laenor is your husband, Daemon scoffs with jealousy when he thinks like that.

"i want to eat something sour..." you tell Laenor who gives you a look,

"ask your husband that then," Laenor says and sipping his wine, "i am sure he will go in a heartbeat to gives his Lady wife what she wants."

You roll your eyes at him and gives him a sad smile, "i don't think he will. He never loves me, Laenor, he will not doing this. Maybe he will scoff and says that i am spoiled and i can go and eat lemons if i want something sour."

"you don't know it yet, maybe his response will surprised you."

"but he loves Rhaenyra, Laenor. How am I supposed to ask him anything? Not leaving me alone like Lady Royce is already so good."

Now it's Laenor's time to rolls his eyes, "i stand with my reasonings. You don't even know it before you ask it."

"but--"

"what happened here?" Daemon comes closer to both of you who immediately shut up, you almost bite your lips in anxiety but stop it opting to scratch your finger instead. "well?"

Laenor gives you a look, silently urge you to tell your husband what you want but you sit firm, avoid his eyes,

"your wife tells me she and the babe want to eat a sour food or sour fruit other than lemons." he finally says, you shoot him a disappointed and betrayal look, which he returns with a grin of his own, Daemon takes your hands and shooting it so you don't scartch your fingers anymore,

"why you don't tell me yourself, Joraelan?" he asks softly, you look at him a formal smile,

"i don't want to bother you. It's nothing, really." you say, assure him that it's ok, you really don't want to bother him especially if he feels obligated to do that, you don't want that, maybe Rhaenyra will asks him that if they get married but sadly he married you, he doesn't love you after all, you will feel so horrible if he feels forced doing so.

"nonesense... You are my wife, it's my job to assure you to feel comfortable, much so when you are pregnant with my child." he helps you stand up, then lead you into your chamber after bidding Laenor goodbye, "i will go with Caraxes to Highgarden to bring you your sour food or fruit. Ok?"

You give him a surprise look, which he returns with chuckles and kiss on your forehead, "you don't have too..."

"but i want too." he says then plants a kiss on your lips, he bows to your belly, "now that Kepa will go and bring you the food you want, please don't cause your Mother headache, ok?"

You smile at the sight but the smile wipe down from your lips, you cannot let him destroys your walls, he doesn't love you, you remind yourself.

[catintheruemorgue]

annoying things they do

summary: small things these guys do that just grinds your gears a bit.

characters: oda, dazai, kunikida, twain, akutagawa, atsushi, mori, poe, ranpo, fittzgerald, steinbeck, chuuya, yosano, gin, kouyou, higuchi, alcott and lucy

these are all based off things i do or have inconvenienced my life lmfao i’ll probs do a part two with everyone i missed this just got wayyy to long lol next im posting being friends with double black 

Oda:

If you're wearing shorts and have bruises he will poke them when you're resting your legs on him. He’s silent about it too and if you yell at him he pretends to act like he doesn't know what you're talking about.

Will smack your sunburn but this one is actually an accident. He just wanted to pat you on the back because you're amazing.

Will space out when you talk too long, sometimes certain objects are just so… mesmerizing

Dazai:

Loves to jumpscare you the only exception is if it was a trigger. In that case he will just call your name and whip something at you for you to catch at random.

When you're driving he likes to reach over and honk your horn. It's almost caused so many roadside fistfights.

If he sees a dog in public he will bark and growl at it.

Kunikida:

Won’t let you on the bed without socks on. You could be sick as a dog and he’ll still enforce this rule.

Cleaning is hard because he has a hard time throwing things away. You'll spend extra time as he holds two identical pens, trying to decide which one he wants to keep. He’s learned to plan certain days in his schedule for cleaning now.

Won't let you turn up the music in the car and will keep it at a level that's so low it's annoying.

Twain:

Walks around the house shirtless but then complains about how cold it is.

Blasts his music so loud when he wakes up in the morning and it's always early 2000’s hits. It's not rare for you to have Pocketful of Sunshine by Natasha Bedingfield stuck in your head by 9 am.

Always has to climb something, this stems from his adventurous side. It's not really that annoying but when you’re in a crowded area and he runs off to go climb the tall statue, screaming at you to take a photo… Yes it is. Especially when children try and follow him and you're stuck receiving glares from the parents.

Akutagawa:

Will not let you throw any food products out. He tells you it's a perfectly good meal (even if it's not) and that he will eat it tomorrow. It’s sad because you know this stems from childhood but it’s still annoying.

Reuses the same gross, musty ziplock baggies. You keep buying new ones but he doesn't get it lol.  

Will tell you if your breath smells, hair is messy, outfit is ugly. He does not see an issue with this and it's nice knowing someone has your back but he doesn't have to be so rude about it..

Atsushi:

If he drinks he's one of those drinkers who will not let you take it from him. Keeps an iron grip on the cup. He finishes it no matter how drunk and always throws up. Thankfully he rarely drinks.

He stops to help everyone, literally even if they just look like they need help. You've been late to so many things.

Will eat anything. Once you made steak and somehow forgot about it. It was hard as a brick yet he still almost broke his teeth eating it. You think you saw some tears as he told you it was delicious.

Mori:

Listens to people's conversations in public and isn't afraid to comment, loudly, about it. You know it's loud because they either stop talking or try and confront you guys.

Comes up to stops fast and brakes so hard you feel like he does it on purpose.

Sometimes if he and Elise get into a “disagreement” he’ll try and rope you in to take his side and you always do, knowing it would probably give him more satisfaction if you chose to side with her.

Poe:

Asks for constructive criticism but will then argue with you about why you're wrong.

Always humming a song he heard Twain singing and then it gets stuck in your head too.

Will deny stupid things like why your favorite mug is in the trash or why he just let out rather loud scream in the bathroom. You know he's lying because he looks away and makes sure his bangs are covering his eyes.

Ranpo:

Will call you out on any lie even if you don't mean to lie you just forgot about some of the details.

Don't take him grocery shopping if you have a set amount you want to spend. He won't even sneak, he will just say he wants something and throw it in the cart.

Such a backseat driver even though he can't drive.

Fitzgerald:

Likes to act like he's still in his twenties and will somehow get the two of you invited to college parties where he will attempt to do a kegger in front of everyone. You end up being the one to hold him up and he always ends with a, “LETS FUCKING GO!”

Likes to ask for the senior discount even though he's not that old, he just likes to hear the women validate that he's not old.

It’s scary how he used to buy without looking and now will scream if the price on a price tag is too high.

Steinbeck:

Always looking at the grass for wheat to chew on. It's so cheesy when you walk into the city and he's got it sticking out of his mouth.

He gets weirdly intimate with nature and you feel like you're third wheeling.

Has the mentality that he has to provide for you because he is the man. He gets so shocked when he finds out you still want to work.

Chuuya:

Has a hard time making decisions you could ask him what he wants for dinner and his mind will just break.

Gets way too pissed at movies and will actually get up and walk away. Once you were kicked out of the theater because he wouldn't stop yelling at the screen. Another time he walked out you waited a whole ten minutes before you realized he wasn't coming back.

Sometimes activates his ability at night and it's so scary waking up to him floating halfway across the room.

WOMAN TIME!!!!!!!!!!

Yosano:

Will glare at you so intensely if you say something she disagrees with.

Always tries to rope you into drinking with her even if you’ve said no the past ten nights.

Will describe wounds or injuries in such detail and just won’t stop, almost like she’s trying to fuck with you, but she’s not.

Gin:

Claims to be nothing like her big brother but then will go on to make the same facial expressions and do some of the same mannerisms as him.

Will spend hours trying things on just to put it all back, leave the store and change her mind when you’re almost home. Then she’ll have you run back with her to buy it all.

Is used to sneaking around so scares you a lot. Also on the topic of being silent sometimes she just won’t respond, thinking you can just read her vibes / mind.

Kouyou:

Will judge what you eat, especially fast food but will try and steal a fry in private when you're not looking.

Will say things like, “Well that's just the way the world works.” If someone tries to share their baggage with her. You understand she’s had a pretty rough life but it's caused you to almost spit out your drink multiple times.

At functions forgets about you for about an hour while she mingles with everyone else, you could tap on her shoulder and she'll dismiss you like you're a subordinate. Until you clear your throat again you'll see the slight blush as she apologizes.

Higuchi:

She has no sense of privacy. If she hears a crash or loud noise she will bust down the door. It’s sweet but not when the noises are usually from you knocking all the shampoo bottles down again.

Horrible road rage actually puts you on edge to be in the car with her. She doesn't even have to be driving.

Likes to act like she's a professional at everything and people usually believe it because of her suit. It's so nerve wracking when she giggles when they walk away with false information.

Alcott:

Will agree to everything you suggest but you can only tell when she doesn’t want to do it when you’re currently doing it.

Yet she’s not afraid to grumble about how annoying it is when someone bumps into you and doesn’t apologize. It’s sweet but you’re left dealing with the situation if the person is aggressive enough to say something.

Always corrects your spelling or if you say something like “I could care less.”

Lucy:

Will fish for compliments in a very obvious way like, “Wow. Wish someone would call me pretty..” and then just stare right at you.

Kicks you so violently in her sleep but won't let go of you so you cant get away.

Constantly stealing from restaurants. You're banned from a couple restaurants because she got caught trying to steal a cup or salt shaker.

[the-needle-of-nobody]

Disclaimer: I’m the same person, this is just a new ASOIAF side-blog to not clog up my main with ASIOAF stuff.

Dany’s “Fire and Blood” are not directed at Meereen, but Westeros, which she intends to conquer. 

Meereen was not her home, and never would be. It was a city of strange men with strange gods and stranger hair, of slavers wrapped in fringed tokars, where grace was earned through whoring, butchery was art, and dog was a delicacy. Meereen would always be the Harpy’s city, and Daenerys could not be a harpy.

...

Never, said the grass, in the gruff tones of Jorah Mormont. You were warned, Your Grace. Let this city be, I said. Your war is in Westeros, I told you. ... You are a queen, her bear said. In Westeros.

“It is such a long way,” she complained. “I was tired, Jorah. I was weary of war. I wanted to rest, to laugh, to plant trees and see them grow. I am only a young girl.”

No. You are the blood of the dragon. The whispering was growing fainter, as if Ser Jorah were falling farther behind. Dragons plant no trees. Remember that. Remember who you are, what you were made to be. Remember your words.

“Fire and Blood,” Daenerys told the swaying grass.

Dany is abandoning Meereen to the slaver's to fight the war of conquest in Westeros she has been intending to fight since before the series began, since her brother filled her head with the idea that she's the rightful Queen. As of this moment, Meereen has broken her spirit, and her devotion to her abolitionist principles is gone. She is heading to Westeros with war on her mind, dragons underneath her, and her choice of available advisors currently consists of Barristan Selmy, who was humiliated by the Lannisters at his forced retirement, and Tyrion Lannister, the person in the world who most wants to see the Lannister dynasty come burning down around Cersei (and who also holds the Second Sons alliegance, a valuable asset to Dany's conquest). Throw fAegon in the mix as a possible threat to her claim as the rightful Targaryen heir and all signs in the text point towards violence in Dany's near future.

Now, as I said, I'm not a Dany anti. The reason I make that claim about myself is because I'm not of the opinion that Dany is a bad perosn, or one who should end up like Cersei, a Mad Queen. I want her to have a happy ending. What I believe is going to happen is Dany will wage war in Westeros until one of her dragons die, which will snap her out of the trance of Targaryen exceptionalism. I don't know how much of that has textual evidence to back it up and I'm too lazy to find it, but its one idea I think I would be happy with. But what there is a textual basis for, is that Dany at the end of ADWD undeniably intends to begin a war for the Iron Throne with her dragons -- otherwise known as Fire and Blood.

A little disclaimer: It has been a time, about a year, since I last read A Dance with Dragons — thus about a year since I last read Dany's chapters. Please bear with me. I am not even sure fellow stans will agree wholly with me.

Many have analysed Dany's arc in A Dance with Dragons in the light of a supposed internal (and why not external) war versus peace conflict. Pointedly her antis.

In my opinion, though, that's not an accurate assessment of her arc in ADWD, because what Dany strives is peace. Period. There is no conflict here, because Dany herself rules out the option of war (and violence).

When she takes Meereen, she takes the political decision of staying and ruling, thus securing the safety and freedom of the freedmen. She does not want it to go the way of Astapor and Yunkai. Yet ruling is tricky, for Meereen's economy and politics have a deeply ingrained slaver roots. The nobility will not stand by and lose their power and wealth. They take reactionary actions against Dany's rule and reforms. A war in the shadows against the freedmen and the abolitionist policies.

As the queen, Dany has a duty to her people: to offer justice, freedom and peace. That sums up pretty well her goals in Meereen. To achieve these goals, at first Dany tries to adapt. She makes concessions. She marries Hizdahr, a nobleman that promises stability and peace in Meereen, though in her own terms. However, that does not come without a cost. Dany despises the slaver culture and symbols around Meereen. And making those concessions disturb her. Thus, what we really have in her ADWD arc is a duty versus wants conflict. She wants to abolish slavery in its totality, yet she finds herself having to compromise in order to keep a semblance of justice, freedom and peace in Meereen.

Compromising with the meereenese nobility can only take her so long in her goals, because as we have established, they will react in order to keep the status quo. The apex of her arc is Dany realising this truth. She can compromise no more of she wants justice, freedom and peace in Meereen.

Daario is an interesting character to analyse in this context, even though I admittedly dislike him. He proposes violent measures against the meereenese nobility (which Dany remarkably rejects, by the way. Many have said, therefore, he represents war, whilst Hizdahr represents peace. They are supposedly the embodiment of the supposed war versus peace conflict (yes, I am being repetitive). That could not be further from the truth. Hizdahr is duty, with his promise of peace. Daario is love and longing for a simpler life. A duty versus love conflict, then.

Dany is a very duty-driven character. Missing out on this fact can lead, in my opinion, to misunderstandings about her arc and its nuances. At the end of A Dance with Dragons, she reaches a very climatic moment in her journey. No more she can compromise with the very thing she has been fighting against if she wants to do her duty to her people. It is a change in the means to an end, so to say.

[soulmate-game]

Harley’s Plea for Help: Chapter 2

Chapter 1

“How long do you think it’s gonna take before she decides to sneak out?” Nightwing asked over his comms, lazily leaning against the balcony railing in front of him with his head resting on one hand.

“Dude, I started sneaking out almost twenty minutes ago,” a girl’s voice made Nightwing squeak and turn around, to reveal a teenage girl leaning against the door that led to the balcony he was on. “I didn’t want to draw attention to myself by doing unnecessarily showy gymnastics down from my hotel room’s balcony, no matter how much fun that would be, so I just snuck out one of the hotel’s back exits. Then I looked up to admire the moon and saw you here, staking out what is clearly my suite, and decided to come pay you a visit.”

“How long have you been there? And how did you even get behind me? I hope you didn’t break and enter, that’s an actual lived-in apartment behind us right now,” Nightwing asked, turning around to analyze the daughter of Harley Quinn for the first time in person.

She looked just like in her pictures, of course. Jet black hair like her father’s, except it seemed to have a bluish shine in the light. And her eyes were definitely Harley’s— thank goodness for that —vibrant blue and clearly analyzing him with the same amount of intensity as his did her. He had to bite back a chuckle. In a turn of complete irony, she really did look like a Wayne kid. Fit all of Bruce’s usual criteria to be adopted. But she was tiny, even smaller than Harley’s lithe form. He, Bruce, and Tim were of the hypothesis that the exposure both her parents had to Ace Chemical’s vats of acid likely had an effect on her DNA that stunted her growth. Perhaps there were other effects that they wouldn’t be able to figure out until they got to know her better, too, though it was clear that her skin was a likely one. It wasn’t unnaturally pale like her parent’s after their acid dips but it was paler than normal for sure, just a shade or two shy of being paper white.

And he could see, now, what Harley meant when she referred to Marinette as a powerhouse. It wasn’t very noticeable in pictures, but up close Dick could see the carefully honed muscle of an acrobat curling over her otherwise slim build. Combined with the knowledge that Marinette had been taught at least some serious self defense from a young age, he could see how such a tiny package could be a remarkable threat when necessary.

Marinette grimaced as the other Batfam, who were all nearby staking out her room from different angles, dropped onto the large balcony with them.

“Uh, well. I didn’t break and enter, I rather not get off to a criminal-ly start on my first night in Gotham, you know? But I realized that even though I was able to figure out the exact room you were staking me out from, I realized as soon as I got into the first floor of the building that I had no idea how to actually get to you. So I just climbed the stairs all the way to the roof and scaled my way down to this balcony, and pretended I’ve been here for a while when really I was barely able to hear you ask when I was gonna sneak out. I’m still out of breath, actually,” she put a hand on her chest and sure enough her breathing was still slightly fast. But not enough to be worrying or even all that noticeable. Yet another piece of evidence to show that she was a very active individual and had resistance built up to physical activity.

“Yup,” Robin groused grumpily, crossing his arms. “With all that rambling, you couldn’t be anyone else’s child but Quinzel’s.”

Marinette’s face immediately flushed pink all the way to her ears. “I’m sorry! I’ve been trying so hard to quit that habit, too!” She grumbled a bit to herself, putting her face in her hands. They all chuckled at the display. Red Hood ambled over, draping his arm over her shoulders (he nearly had to bend in half to do it, the height difference was that bad).

“As adorable as your freak out is, why’d you even come up here anyway? There’s no way you’d scale down a ten-story building just to say hello.”

She let out a heavy sigh at that, slowly peeling her face out of her hands. “Yeah, I recognized you guys right away. And honestly, as much as Momma Harley would be super proud of me for managing to give an entire group of vigilantes the slip, she’d also ground me for life if she found out that I saw you guys and still snuck away even though she probably swallowed her pride and asked you guys to babysit me, right? Self preservation. Contrary to popular belief, I do actually have some.”

“Wait,” Red Robin held up a hand, brows clearly furrowed under his cowl. “You expected her to ask for our help?”

“Well,” she made a so-so motion with her hand. “I didn’t think of it beforehand, but it all clicked once I saw Nightwing. I know how much my mom is worried about me, especially since you-know-who broke out a few days ago. She is more than worried enough to ask you guys for help. Even if she does complain about you guys, a lot actually, she also has made it clear that she trusts you guys with the stuff that actually matters.

“‘You know who’?” Batman repeated, arms crossed. If Marinette squinted, she thought there might have been a grin on his lips. “Is that how you always refer to him?”

“What else am I gonna call him?” she asked, face going deadpan. “Sperm donor? Source of a large amount of my self doubt and depreciation? The prime reason I haven’t been able to see my mom in person more often over the years? Oh, I know! How about I just always refer to him as ‘that bastard I wanna punch,’? That sounds good!” she rolled her eyes sarcastically. “Only one person in this world has the right to be considered my father in any capacity, and it sure as hell isn’t him. Genetics notwithstanding.”

Red Hood straight up guffawed at that, landing several rough pats on her back that made the girl stumble a bit. “Yep, I like this one! But as fun as it would be to see you give that jackass a mean left hook, it’s better if he never finds out who you are or knows that you’re here,” the vigilante’s voice got dark and serious very quickly. “He doesn’t forget people he finds interesting easily, and if he ever finds out about the connection you have to him, he’ll be a constant threat in your life.”

“I know,” Marinette agreed with a nod. “And if this conversation was happening two years ago, I’d say that my mom’s concerns aren’t unfounded. That I am too easily emotionally compromised and despite my deep seated issues and hatred for that man, I couldn’t guarantee he would be unable to get to me.”

Batman straightened up, as did all of his sons around him. None of them had missed the ‘if’ there. Batman’s voice went from charmingly deep to it’s usual gruff grumble. “What changed in two years?”

They all watched as Marinette gulped, taking a deep breath as she stalled for time, looking out at the view on the balcony before seeming to steel herself and return her gaze to Batman’s. When she did, it was suddenly full of iron will.

“I didn’t lie when I told Mom that I came to visit her— but that isn’t the whole truth, either. If I just wanted to visit her in Gotham, I would have waited until I was eighteen like we agreed. But I can’t wait, Paris can’t keep going on like this. I entered that contest because it was the fastest way to see you. I didn’t know if I would win, but… I had to take the chance. There was no way I’d be able to get to Gotham behind my mom’s back otherwise.”

“What are you talking about?” Robin hissed, stepping up to his father’s side. “Paris has been silent. If anything were happening, we would have heard about it by now.”

“No, you wouldn’t,” Marinette corrected, never losing that ironclad look in her eyes. “Because a combination of magic and politics is keeping it quiet. No news about Paris’ situation is able to leave the city limits. Magic makes any non-native who leaves Paris think that everything they experienced was just a crazy dream. Natives won’t forget, but politics has all of us under very strict NDAs if we leave city boundaries, and all of our local news and social media is blocked from being accessed by anyone outside the city. But, I figured a little breaking of the rules wouldn’t exactly put a stain on my family’s reputation or anything, so,” she dug in her pocket and pulled out a thumb drive, holding it up for all of them to see. She swallowed again, but never stopped her eye contact with Batman. She held out the thumb drive.

“I came to Gotham to ask for your help. This sped things up, I didn’t expect to see you on my first night here, but two years in Hawkmoth’s Paris has really taught me how to roll with the punches. This,” she shook the thumb drive. “Holds videos of every fight since HawkMoth first showed up. It has all the information I’ve gathered over two years, tracks his movements and lists all his targets and— everything. But I’m not a detective, I’m a designer. I make clothes, I spar on the weekends, I am not good at getting evidence to prove that someone is a magic-abusing villain holding an entire city hostage.”

“We’re gonna need some details, Little Q,” Red Hood finally removes his arm from around her shoulders, instead crossing his arms and looking down at her sternly. “If your city has a villain holding it hostage, is anyone fighting him? And if you do have someone fighting him, why don’t you need our help, or why didn’t they call the Justice League? The JLE should be in Paris, right?”

Marinette snorted, face scrunching up in obvious distaste. “I’ll have to answer those a little out of order. First; the JLE was kicked out of Paris. They moved their headquarters to Italy about five years ago, I’m just surprised they apparently kept that secret from you,” she gestured to all of them, who indeed seemed very caught off guard by that tidbit. But Marinette just sighed and continued. “Though that’s a good thing, actually. We do have heroes, it started out as just a pair but it’s grown into a small team out of necessity. They didn’t call the Justice League because the last thing we need is any powered heroes coming in and making it worse— your league doesn’t have the best reputation for letting newer heroes take the lead even on their home turf, you know,” she pointed out, which made Batman shift a bit guiltily. He knew the JL was often a bit… heavy handed in their methods.

“What makes the situation so bad that you don’t want to bring experienced heroes into it?” Red Robin cut in, sounding as if the whole situation was a puzzle he was determined to sort out. Which, really, was exactly what Marinette had been counting on. She shot him a finger gun, grinning.

“That’s exactly the point! Hawkmoth uses a magical artifact, like I said— but this artifact can brainwash anybody who experiences even the slightest negative emotion. Sadness, anger, fear— anything negative. And it gives them powers, but puts them largely under his influence,” her expression twisted again, this time into a wry little grimace. “I guess you can say that my momma’s psychiatry background has secretly come in handy a lot over these past two years. And Hawkmoth is exactly why I try to tell Momma Harley to stop visiting me— I have worked my butt off to keep her from finding out about his attacks or getting Akumatized. Every time she shows up it gives me a heart attack!”

“Akumatized?”

Marinette waved a hand dismissively. “It’s the term used for when someone is turned into a super powered villain because of HawkMoth. The brainwashing— really it’s more similar to a straight up corruption. The person usually lacks their usual moral compass, and just seeks to soothe whatever set off their negative emotion in the first place. Usually, that means they seek a bloody revenge. And if someone who already has extensive training or extremely strong powers gets Akumatized, guess what?” She made jazz hands even though her face was deadpan. “Extra powers, or amplified ones, for the metas or superheroes who are Akumatized. And imagine what someone with, say, Batman’s level of experience could do if he had powers and no moral compass,” the silence that followed her words was deafening. She just nodded, knowing she had gotten her point across. “I’ve been working my butt off to stay positive, because if I’m Akumatized…” her shoulders fell, and she had to swallow a lump in her throat. “... I have no idea what I’d turn into, but if you take into consideration both my training and my family history… it’s really best if we never find out what kind of magic-powered supervillain I’d make.”

“So, let me get this straight,” Nightwing said after another long moment of silence for that to all sink in. He gestured at her with an open palm. “You’ve been dealing with a terrorist for two years who targets emotional vulnerability, you apparently have never been corrupted by this magic at least to present day, but your mother still worries about you being very emotionally fragile. And your heroes are not detectives, which is clearly what you need or you wouldn’t have asked us for our help.”

Marinette nodded. “I used to be very impressionable. At the start of all this, I was a huge people-pleaser. I got attached to new people in a matter of minutes. My mom always said I reminded her too much of herself— but two years of fighting off a guy trying to get into my head—“

“Wait,” Batman nearly barked, taking a step forward. “He’s been targeting you? You specifically?”

Marinette nodded grimly, mouth a straight line. “Not from the beginning, but this past year it’s been painfully obvious. He might be able to sense the strength of people’s emotions, and unfortunately I don’t exactly experience my emotions very… gently. All of my emotions tend to the much more intense side of the spectrum. If that’s true, then he might know that any negative emotion I feel will make an extremely strong Akuma. Either that, or he’s going by process of elimination. All of my friends, except for one, have been Akumatized already. So has my Papan and my grandmother. But it’s obvious when he’s targeting someone, I’ve felt him try to override my will on several occasions. But I can’t just repress all of my negative emotions forever, so consider us working against the clock right now. That thumb drive has all the details you need about our heroes, how exactly Hawkmoth’s powers work, and so on.”

“Do your heroes know you’re asking for our help?” Red Robin asked, gaze burning a figurative hole through Marinette’s face. “Better yet, if this drive has as much information as you say it does, how did you get it?”

Marinette handed the drive over to Batman, who finally took it and tucked it in his belt as she answered.

“Momma Harley might have a lot to say about your detective skills, but you are all still strangers to me. So consider this a test of your abilities— I expect that you will all go to extreme lengths to verify all of the information I gave you anyway. After all, I’m still the daughter of your most hated enemy. Right?” She met each of their gazes, one by one, with a challenging one of her own. “You’ll just have to figure out my connection to the heroes on your own. And how I got the information, too. It shouldn’t be too hard for the so-called world’s greatest detectives. And maybe this can double as a trust exercise. I fully expect you guys to scour through every inch of my past, and dig up everything you can on me. I encourage you to try to find everything you can, so that hopefully you can decide to trust me on your own once you have all the details laid out in front of you. By the way, for your own sanity? I’d start with reading about all of our heroes’ powers and abilities before you watch any footage of past attacks.”

Red hood rocked back on his heels, trading glances with the other vigilantes before they all shared a nod. Apparently having decided their course of action, Red Hood leaned down and hoisted Marinette up into a princess carry. All traces of her previous iron will melted away in favor of the high pitched squeal of surprise she gave, and once more she became an overly flustered teenager.

“Alright, little cutie. Let’s get you to your mom’s place before she and her crazy plant lady fiancé come hunting us down.”

“I can walk! I can freerun on my own! Mon dieu please let me down! Eeeeek!” She squealed again as Robin slapped a domino mask over her eyes and Red Hood wasted no time jumping over the balcony railing with her still in his arms. The fact that they were lowered down by a wire wrapped around Hood’s waist didn’t seem to take away any of the fright that came with a sudden drop over an eighth-story balcony.

Part 1

@emotionalsupportginger @alysrose-starchild @emistar0 @kibastray @justanotherfanficlovinbitch @alyssadeliv @blackroserelina @blackstarlight-co @readingalldaysleepingallnight @maanae @aespades @jaybird-and-co @fleursroses @probably-a-hologram @misterpianoman (didn’t work sorry)

[possession-swapbody]

Matthew

My life is disgusting, I am not lying to you when I say that I am the most unfortunate in my family, when I was born my mother died during childbirth, my father could not bear the fact of losing my mother and I develop an addiction to drinking, I currently have 16 years I managed to get a job, although for my age it was a bit difficult since I was not considered responsible or capable in most places, and if you wonder why I had to get a job at this age, it is because my father only he spends his time working and then spends most of his money on the first bar he finds.

Yes, that is probably not so rare that it happens, but I also had to put up with the teasing of most of my schoolmates, if they made fun of them a lot since if I must admit I was physically ugly and because my dad always yelled at me or punished me Without any cause, it made me not want to defend myself or do anything against those mockery, so I only had to suffer in silence while everyone around me made fun of me, of course I had friends, although they were few and I feel that they were actually making fun behind my back, except one Matthew, he was my best friend since I was little despite being 2 years older than me, when I had a bad day or someone made me feel bad he was there to support me, ironically the best friend of the most antisocial and victim bullying was one of the most popular and loved by girls, a few days after I went on vacation and graduated to go to university, we were talking and he told me that he was excited about going to university but that he would have We had to go far away and we couldn't talk so often or see each other for a while.

That destroyed me since I would lose the only person who has supported me and helped me to get ahead, I know that it was probably no longer healthy how dependent I was on it, but I could not stop feeling bad.

 3 days before going to vacation, he received the worst humiliation that I experienced in my life from my classmates and when I got home my father was drinking and he was more drunk than normal, in that Matthew called me and I He said he was coming to my house, I told him not to come because my father was too drunk and that I'd better go where he was, so I went to his house.

After arriving at his house, he invited me to come to his room, he told me that there was no one at home so I could be honest with him, he said that he heard what happened at school, and that it made him very sad that they treated me So, I told him not to feel bad anyway, he was the only one who really helped me to get ahead, then I told him what happened at home, he told me that he would really like to help me, I told him with a little joy To see that my friend would really like to get me out of that situation, I explained to him that it was fine, that although I would like to leave my life for just one day I could not do anything and that all we could do was wait for everything to pass, he told me that perhaps there was a way to help me but that I probably would not like, he explained to me that in his family there was a family heirloom, passed from generation to generation, a book which contained many secrets, one of them was a spell to possess another body, He said that if he entered someone's body I could have a day to relax and not worry about teasing or my alcoholic father, I told him that I would not fall for that joke but he told me that it was not a joke that they really worked and that in fact he checked it a long time ago, I even aseptic I played along after all maybe he just wanted to cheer me up.

He opened the mysterious book which contained the body change spell but required to drink a concoction made of things that although not many have in their house, my friend did have them since he had been trying to start using the spells of the mysterious book for some time. After making the concoction, as he read in the book, I had to drink it and he does, I did but Matthew got scared and complained that he should drink it after knowing who he should possess and be close to that person, then I felt how I started It was hot, but it didn't bother me, I just felt like I was melting, my friend saw me and told me that I was sweating a lot, then I saw his face for some reason I lost my conscience and sanity which made me not worry when I saw around me bigger and my taller friend, in that I turned to see Matthew he was with a scared expression, he began to read more about spell in the book he turned with me and told me that it would melt me ​​and my body would become a kind of slime but that I would only have 3 minutes to take a body or I would die, those words made me regain consciousness and scare me but I couldn't speak I had already become whatever passion transformed me I had no mouth, no ears, no eyes, nothing, but for some reason if I could hear, and feel around me, then I heard how Matthew sent a voice message to someone asking him to come quickly that it was an emergency, then Matthew told me not to be scared that I speak to someone I could possess, but in case of not arriving I had to possess him, I could not possess him she was the only person who cared for me, I could not do that to him.

After the 3 minutes had passed, Matthew approached me and told me that we no longer had any other option, I should put it to him, he said to enter his body through a hole or hole and not to worry that afterwards he only had to read the book What is there? He said how to reverse possession and what I should not do, calmer knowing that I could reverse everything I began to sneak across the floor but every second I felt more tired and when I was getting to where he was I felt terribly bad, so I ate at climb up his feet and when he went to his knees I felt like everything was almost over for me, but with one last effort I managed to reach his cock after all that was the closest means by which I could enter him, as he entered he listened moans of pleasure from Mathew, it seems that my presence passed by and forced his entrance excited him and brought him pleasure, after almost all my mass entered, fill his balls and from there I expanded to his entire body, I trust rme I recovered the senses such as sight, touch, speech and listening took control of Matthew's body, by the time I had total control and had all my senses working I ran to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't believe it. in control of Matthew's body, then I began to observe his body, I took off my shirt and pants to analyze his body, I had never been in such good physical condition in my life, and then I began to touch his arms and chest which unconsciously woke up His cock which got hard and I was still a bit excited by what happened, I took off his pants to play with his cock a bit but my surprise was to see that the titan that Mathew hid half 8 inches, that succeeded me more and I started to masturbate when I was about to come I felt as if something had come from me and I began to take out his hot seed leaving the mirror and part of the wall of his bathroom full of cum.

But something happened that I did not expect, the semen began to gather and take a more yellow color, so I looked at how they joined in a single mass and scared I went to see Matthew's book to see if this was normal, after reading the rest of the information about this spell I was stunned and dropped the book dropping it to the floor, it turned out that to leave the body of who was possessed I had to take another potion which would expel me and reform my body, but there was something else, in case of wanting to make permanent the possession had to be masturbated and the one who was once the owner of the body would be expelled in the form of semen and after three minutes he will die or to put it in another body you just have to repeat and put it through some hole into someone else's body.

So worried because I should take a container and put it inside, when suddenly I hear a knock on his door, it was his uncle, so I quickly thought of putting Matthew in his uncle to prevent him from dying, because I had time on top of me. I worried about getting dressed and I ran to open the door but to my surprise he had already entered but he went to the living room and sat on a sofa, then raising his voice a little, he shouted to warn that he had arrived and that I heard the voice message , to go and tell him what happened, without him noticing my presence I slipped behind him and poured Matthew through his uncle's back but under his shirt, then his uncle felt something slip From his back he stands up scared and is left in shock when he sees his nephew naked, but his expression soon changed to one of pleasure as he brought his hands to his ass and moaned in a very peculiar way, apparently Matthew had begun enter your body po after a few seconds I stopped moaning and looked at me, I raised an eyebrow and wondered if I had masturbated, I even if I know if who was talking to me was Matthew or his uncle did not answer, then listen as he told me, come on, don't be so embarrassing anyway I can intuit that if since you are naked in my body in the middle of the room, with that last I could confirm that it was Matthew, but because he takes everything as if it was not important or had no relevance? He has taken off his shirt and is in his room making funny faces with his uncle's body, as if it were a game.

Can not be! he began to masturbate he knows that it will make him permanent and he will remain trapped in his uncle's body, so why does he do it? I was quick to remind him that if he did that he would be permanently trapped in his uncle's body, but I was surprised by his response, he said that he knew it, that in fact he planned it from the beginning, he was going to take control of his uncle's body after graduating, but that when he heard me say that I would like to escape from my life, he decided to give me a new start in his body as a gift for being his best friend, and that way nobody would worry about his disappearance, and so he didn't have to sacrifice his body, and that is why he called his uncle since he knew that I would not be able to leave him die and I would put it in someone else, I was completely in shock, how was it possible that I planned that and he did not tell me, so he asked me to leave him alone that he had to make his stay with his uncle permanent, I asked him where he would send his uncle if there is no body to which p roast it, he told me that his uncle was very appreciated by him and that he did not know what to do, I was a little sorry for his uncle after all he was very good with us he was like a father, then I thought about my father he had been a horrible person with vices, rude and without empathy for others, he no longer deserved his body, I told Matthew that because we did not put his uncle in my father's body, after all he is drunk and will not be able to fight against both of them, also his uncle did not deserve to disappear instead my father did not deserve to continue after all and he was only the shadow of what he used to be, Matthew accepted, he began to masturbate again and we put his uncle in the same container that I put to Matthew before, we ran to what used to be my house, I found my father once because of so much alcohol so there was no setback and we put Matthew's uncle in my father's body.

5 MONTHS AFTER

It has been 5 months since I took over Matthew's body and I must say that I love his life thanks to his body I have gained more confidence and courage, currently I am one of the best athletes in the university, one of the most popular and all They admire me, although the bad thing I have not seen Matthew for some months since my university is far from where he lives, when he took over his uncle's body he got several promotions in his work currently he is in his best moment listen out there that Soon his partner is going to move in with him, and since his uncle took over my father's body he stopped drinking, he went to a gym and is currently in better shape than ever, because my body disappeared to the time I became Matthew, he had to take care of the whole matter of my "disappearance" and everything remained in which no trace was found ... oh look who just sent me a message that he finished his session at the GYM, hahaha the Matthew's uncle if he knows how to put a body in shape.

[academyofbrokenhearts]

1. I am sorry, but I am in literal awe of The Ditcher, banging her fiance’s cousin in a carriage in public the night before her wedding. My hero! Even if she has to marry the abominable egg man, she got to bang that incredible hotness not once but twice.

As you should, tbh. I do not ship them, never will, but it takes incredible guts to do what she did, especially since, as the narrative already showed us, if they get caught, she'll be the one judged and treated like dirt. So, from the bottom of my heart: four for you, Dilruba, you go, Dilruba!

2. Also, mmmm Aziz, but I wonder how much of his desperate “ILY let’s be together forever instead” is motivated by not wanting to lose (same for egg man tbh) and the fact that he loved her for so long. The thing is, I agree with @academyofbrokenhearts​ - he may still love her but he does not respect her or trust her - even if fate didn’t intervene and she called off the egg wedding and married Aziz, I think he’d always hold a grudge - she fell off the pedestal he built. But also, clearly she will marry egg man and at that point - after she left him twice and second time knowing he’s alive and loves her and told her how much he still loves her and cried at her (proud, proud Aziz crying at her), that’s finito.

I think that both Kenan and Adem's words really made him reflect of his own behaviour, and I believe it's truly amazing and a solid proof of his love that he managed to leave aside all that hurt pride, and lay his soul bare in front of Dilruba. He's being so honest and open with her during these scenes, that there is no wonder that her choosing to get married to his cousin (even if for his sake) will close the door on this particular relationship forever. Dilruba getting engaged to his cousin after believing him dead was bad enough in his eyes; her getting married after he basically begged her not to, and confessed his undying love will be the last nail in the coffin.

3. Poor Efnan but I confess I giggled at the thought that while he bought her candy on a stick, she got to see Dilruba getting the true Aziz-brand sweet stick heee sorry

You are so going to hell for this, lmao.

I felt so sorry for her. Knowing that Aziz loves/loved Dilruba was one thing; seeing them together with her own eyes is a whole different scenario. No wonder she's devastated.

4. Even during their post-coital bliss and agreement to be together, you actually see their basic incompatibility - she wants to run off from town, she is not happy he plans to defend that kid and if needed to go to jail for it - you always put others first ahead of me! she complains and she’s not wrong but Aziz is a stubborn, idealistic causehead who protects. That is who he is. Efnan loves that about him, Dilruba finds it bad. If they did get married, long term they’d not have a happy marriage - it would be like Lydgate x Rosamond in Middlemarch. Whatever evil French and egg machinations prevent this, he should be grateful. Ironically, she needs a dude like pathetic obsessive egg man who has no principles except wanting her. If only he were hotter and more alpha a la Aziz. But alas he’s from the omelet family.

Exactly! Once again, and even while confessing their mutual feelings, and making plans for their future, they are incredibly out of sync.

Also, excellent point re: Adem.

1. I am sorry, but I am in literal awe of The Ditcher, banging her fiance’s cousin in a carriage in public the night before her wedding. My hero! Even if she has to marry the abominable egg man, she got to bang that incredible hotness not once but twice.

2. Also, mmmm Aziz, but I wonder how much of his desperate “ILY let’s be together forever instead” is motivated by not wanting to lose (same for egg man tbh) and the fact that he loved her for so long. The thing is, I agree with @academyofbrokenhearts​ - he may still love her but he does not respect her or trust her - even if fate didn’t intervene and she called off the egg wedding and married Aziz, I think he’d always hold a grudge - she fell off the pedestal he built. But also, clearly she will marry egg man and at that point - after she left him twice and second time knowing he’s alive and loves her and told her how much he still loves her and cried at her (proud, proud Aziz crying at her), that’s finito.

3. Poor Efnan but I confess I giggled at the thought that while he bought her candy on a stick, she got to see Dilruba getting the true Aziz-brand sweet stick heee sorry

4. Even during their post-coital bliss and agreement to be together, you actually see their basic incompatibility - she wants to run off from town, she is not happy he plans to defend that kid and if needed to go to jail for it - you always put others first ahead of me! she complains and she’s not wrong but Aziz is a stubborn, idealistic causehead who protects. That is who he is. Efnan loves that about him, Dilruba finds it bad. If they did get married, long term they’d not have a happy marriage - it would be like Lydgate x Rosamond in Middlemarch. Whatever evil French and egg machinations prevent this, he should be grateful. Ironically, she needs a dude like pathetic obsessive egg man who has no principles except wanting her. If only he were hotter and more alpha a la Aziz. But alas he’s from the omelet family.

[tommybaholland]

Hello! could I request Bakugo, Todoroki and Kirishima with a S/O who can sleep through anything, the building could be burning down and they'd still be happily sleeping

s/o who’s a heavy sleeper

featuring: bakugo, todoroki, and kirishima

bakugo

it’s annoying that you’re such a heavy sleeper because waking you up is literally a chore

at one point he thought you were just faking being asleep but you really just sleep so heavily

the number of times you’ve slept through your alarms and he’s had to almost blow up a building just to get you to open your eyes

he’s tried countless ways to wake you up 

shaking you really hard only works after a while and physically pulling you out of bed proves to be useless as well

there was one time when he had to pour water on you in bed and that just made you mad 

“well, how else am i supposed to wake your dumbass up?”

but he really doesn’t want to do that again because he’d literally kill someone if they did it to him

he wonders why your quirk isn’t just ‘sleep’

he eventually figures out that there are certain sounds that you don’t like and will wake you up immediately

excessive zipper noises, tapping on keyboard keys, nails scratching on certain fabrics 

you literally cringe at the sound of all of them and he has yet to find more 

todoroki

this boy loves his sleep but you might have him beat in that department

but he finds it interesting that you can fall asleep practically anywhere in any position

he also finds it a bit contagious as he can fall asleep better when you’re around 

but maybe that’s just because his lovely s/o is in bed with him

he thinks your usual sleeping positions are so cute 

you like to curl up into a ball on your side with your head basically tucked into your chest

but it doesn’t look too comfortable after a while and he’s heard you complain about pain in your neck and shoulders before 

so while you’re sleeping he’ll try to readjust your position so that you’re more straightened out and won’t ache later on

he knows you won’t wake up when he does it but you’re curious as to how you became unraveled overnight

“i moved you a little so your neck wouldn’t hurt as much. how does it feel today?”

you reply that it doesn’t feel as achy and maybe you should share a bed with him more often

he would like that very much but he requests more cuddles from you while you’re in bed together

it’s not a very hard request to fulfill and your new favorite sleeping spot becomes his chest or shoulder

kirishima

he thinks it’s funny and ironic that you’re dating him and you sleep like a literal rock

he doesn’t know how you can go to sleep in one position and wake up in that same way

he has to be careful when he’s cuddling you because if you fall asleep, he feels like he’s trapped

luckily, you usually don’t wake up if he has to move you to get up

you’ve scared him a few times with your heavy sleeping because he thought you were dead with how little you move and your breathing gets quieter

he freaked out when you told him that your resting heart rate can get really low when you’re asleep

you assure him that you always wake up, you’re just a heavy sleeper

“we should fall asleep together more often so i can make sure that my pebble is okay!”

he really just likes cuddling and spooning you but nothing beats waking up with you

it’s just such an intimate moment that he’s so lucky to experience with you

if he really has to wake you up, he usually ends up laying on top of you, giving you a bear hug and many kisses which will eventually rouse you

he likes being the first thing you see when you wake up

but he knows you prefer to see breakfast first so he’ll do that too sometimes <3

that’s all for this bnha night! see you again next week..

[literaphobe]

I don’t think I can pick between the horse, parrot, or axolotl one of which is my favorite. They’re all so good.

the ‘minecraft, but my friend is a _______’ series rated according to how much i like them:

minecraft, but my friend is a dog:

dog!dream flip flopped between :D and >:( every 5 seconds n it was beautiful to watch

one second he’s cuddling w a minecraft puppy and going ‘baby 🥺’ the next moment he is viciously attacking george n attempting to murder him in frustration from how much damage he took because of george’s accidental hits. next moment he is sheepishly apologizing because george made him sit down and won’t let him back up until he behaved. and in the moment after that he tells george if i were ur actual dog i would have bitten you by now :/ (??????????)

i love the game mechanics of george being able to freeze dream so that dream can’t move n the ability to teleport dream to george when he’s too far away. v cute. fun balance of dream needing george to save him but also him being able to help him and also be so silly and goofy.

shoutout to the ‘RIP dog Dream :(‘ subtitle when they failed the challenge. 10/10

minecraft, but my friend is a parrot:

dream going BAKAWK n repeating everything george said my beloved. my minecraft youtuber is so annoying 😍

him going ‘my strategy to survive? well im a parrot so :) if anyone comes i can just go BLRRRRRRR’ stole my entire heart

him pretending he needed to eat and letting george feed him only to go JK xD and fly away. so many things about dream were so endearing n funny in this video

i am a big fan of him calling a wolf a ‘woof’ and also his harry potter messenger owl bit. when he sang that i will lead the way parody about being a parrot…. that changed the landscape as we know it :( he is a silly little birdie :( my little wackadoodle :(

also funnily enough this is the only friend is a mob video where they actually beat the game LMAO 12/10

minecraft, but my friend is a horse:

i love the running bit of dream badly mimicking the animals he’s meant to play. also a big enjoyer of him seeing another mob and going omg MY BROTHER…. MY UNCLE…. MY FAMILY….. and like giving names to all the other horses. he is so adorable

dream riding a boat as a horse and singing about it….. he is a disney animal princess. i love him. he is Silly. he is Whimsical. he sang so much more and even reprised songs from the last video. he Galloped. he Yelled. he made Incomprehensible Noises

‘the skeleton could Not touch this 😌’ proceeding him singing can’t touch this as he juked mobs was truly something

‘it’s dinner time and ur papa bird give me the worms! BLURPBLURBLURPBLURVBLURPVLUR’ changed me as a person

shoutout to ‘🎶we’re going on a trip my enderman friend, we’re going to the end, me and my enderman friend :D🎶’ my little parody song writer <3

idk why dream was so quotable but big love for him saying ‘i’m not a communist it’s not OUR food :/ sharing is caring but i don’t CARE >:(‘

george hitting an mlg horse on dream n them joking about how dream experienced what the horse in manhunt experienced n how much his back hurt was. JDJSJDJDJ

when they did risky horse parkour as part of their ‘victory lap’ and george told dream ‘i want you to get the last hit 🥺’ only for horse!dream to DIE trying and george stared in disbelief before killing the dragon w one axe hit….. a masterpiece. 15/10

minecraft, but my friend is an axolotl:

im sorry but george using facecam in this video really boosts the experience. they r getting SO many points for this alone

dream popping up going AHHH :D is SO cute but george thinking dream was green is fucking HILARIOUS. the fact that he didn’t even KNOW throughout the whole editing process because he BEGGED dream to edit it but he said no. so neither of them knew until the video was posted

dream finding other axolotls and going my brothers 🥺 my sisters 🥺 my uncle 🥺 why does he always find his uncle. why is he so cute

‘you’ll never find me >:) [gets found instantly] STOP :(‘ hits so hard

‘you need to Protect me :)’ completely destroyed me :( im trying so hard not to quote the whole video. im very in love w this video

every time they found a glow squid…. dream’s excitement…. him not wanting to kill it at first…. ‘it INKED 🥺’

dream’s whole ‘omg there’s DIAMONDS… oh nvm that’s not diamonds. it’s the glow thingy. There’s Iron!! there’s a creeper. get the creeper. i need food. im on one heart. i need food!!’ journey that led to george calling him Bad and him saying Take It Back :( was everything to me

the clown music playing. them finding actual diamonds and dream falling into the water and getting attacked and crying for george to save him as he escaped into a tiny Hole was so incredibly BABY :( why was he so baby this whole video :( everything he said was chock full of 🥺🥺🥺

him finding out he could only eat fish and not meat :( him going no 🥺 yeah 🥺 yum 🥺

his silly AXOLOTL SONG :( followed by him taking damage from lack of water n them SCREAMING DJDJS every time george scolded him for hitting mobs and had to save him and dream was all thank you… THANK YOU :( please why did i think it was a good idea to watch this. why is it so endearing

george nagging dream to be careful in the fortress as he went ‘im exploring! im exploring! :D HOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOO’

dream being a silly little navigator who very clearly didn’t know where he was going as george complained n he insisted repeatedly that george follow him…. <3333

‘look just tell me that i’m good :( tell me i did a good job :(‘ —> them going back to the overworld n him saying ‘just give it to me raw’ —> ‘what’d you say you said u were gonna say something :/‘ ‘you… you did good dream’ ‘yay :D’ i am on the floor. please i cannot take this anymore

dream going im stuck in a pool 😔 and george teasing him about needing help before saving him… them racing w george in a boat and dream swimming as an axolotl…

dream punching him into the end and being so excited to beat the game only for the video to end super abruptly because dream fell 😍 JDJSJDJ 48283828372737/10

[ilici]

gentle.

Summary: After bring with George for years you’re ready for the next big part in your relationship.

Female Reader

NSFW MINORS DNI

Warnings: Fingering, oral (female receiving), virginity taken

Word Count: 2838

Y/N sighed, as she was scrolling through Twitter, seeing a lot of people celebrating Easter together. She envied the people who got to celebrate Easter with their loved ones and significant other. Yet here she was, miles away from her significant other, although they’ve been together for 5 years, she moved away to study abroad leaving her boyfriend behind in Brighton. Y/N was a well known fashion designer, and she was also known for her ongoing YouTube channel that she has had for 8 years. “This sucks.” She whined to her roommate, Lily, who only gave her an annoyed look, “You’ve been complaining for the past six fucking hours, you’re literally leaving to go see him in two hours. Shut up.” She said, while Y/N threw a pillow at her, mumbling incoherent words under her breath. “Shut up, let me mope.” She said, with a dramatic eye roll.

Getting up and off the couch, going into her room to finish packing, she grabbed her phone. “Hey Siri, call Karl.” She said to her phone, which replied with, “Calling Karl..” Hearing the ringing sound, she waited till her friend picked up, and she soon heard the ringing stop and Karl’s voice speak up. Clicking the speaker button she smiled, “Hi Karl!” She greeted him kindly, “Hey Y/N! What’s up?” He asked, and Y/N looked around grabbing some extra clothes and stuffing them into her suitcase. “I am going to go see George tomorrow, but my flight leaves tonight. I want to have a special night with him, and I don’t know what to wear. I called you because you have good fashion sense.” She explained to him, and Karl smiled, as he clicked the FaceTime option, and Y/N quickly accepted it. Karl’s face soon popped up on her screen, and he waved vigorously, “Okay, help me choose.” She said getting up from her floor and walking towards her bed.

On her bed was three outfits, all lingerie sets. “Which one do you think would be good?” She asked, and Karl examined the clothes, “Well the violet set looks like you would wear it for a kinky night, the red seems too predictable, and the blue, well I think it’s the only color he can truly see. Plus it looks the most fanciest out of them all.” He admitted, and Y/N nodded her head, “Okay, I am truly surprised you aren’t embarrassed at the fact that I just showed you lingerie.” She said to him truthfully, as she grabbed the blue lingerie set, putting it in the suitcase. Karl just laughed, “I am but a friend is in dire need of help. I also find it ironic that you are a fashion designer and couldn’t choose between them.” He said, laughing once again and Y/N just scoffed, “I got indecisive, leave me be.” She groaned, and Karl just put his hands up in defense. “Okay okay.” He said, before he looked at her, “Wait, did you design those?” He asked, and Y/N just smiled a bit.

“Yeah I haven’t released them yet, I am dropping them on the first of May.” She informed him, and he nodded, “All your designs look so cool, look I am even wearing your hoodie you made for George’s merch.” He said, panning his phone camera down to show the hoodie. Y/N smiled, and shook her head, “Looks great, well I gotta go now. I will speak to you later, bye Karl.” She said, waving to him, and he waved back bidding her goodbye as well. Now that she was all packed, she sighed to herself a little nervous about how he would react to her outfit. Shaking her thoughts away, she got dressed in a comfortable outfit to wear on the plane ride there, an oversized jumper and sweat pants that she stole from George last time she had visited him. Texting him, she told him she was about to head out to the airport. “I can not believe I will be arriving at 4 in the morning, that’s just awful.” She whispered to herself, walking into the living room.

“Are you ready?” Lily asked, and she nodded her head, a little nervous. “Sorta.” She told her, and her roommate just patted her shoulder, “You’ve got this.” She told her, and the two walked out of their shared house getting inside the car. “The drive to the airport is about an hour, are you hungry?” Y/N asked, and Lily nodded, “A bit yeah.” She said, and Y/N nodded, “We can get fast food on the way there.” She told her, and the two were now driving. “Have you told George that you are moving back to Brighton yet?” She asked, starting up a conversation and Y/N shook her head, “No, I haven’t yet. I want to tell him in person, you know?” Y/N said, and the other just nodded in understanding. “I still can’t believe you’re just giving me the house.” Lily said, still in disbelief that Y/N is signing the house in her name, “You deserve it, you’ve helped me so much when I first moved here. You really deserve it Lily.” She told her smiling at her softly.

After a much longer drive than anticipated from traffic, Y/N was now at the airport, “I’ll miss you.” Lily said, and Y/N frowned, “I’ll come and visit when I can, and please make sure to keep safe. I’m having my stuff shipped to my house in two days, please make sure that the people I hired are careful with my stuff.” She asked, and Lily just nodded smiling a bit, before she hugged her friend, waving goodbye to her. “I’ll see you whenever I come back to visit.” Y/N said, as her flight was called. “Bye Lils.” She said, and soon walked with her luggage towards her plane. Shooting George a quick text, she boarded the plane and was not ready for the long plane ride. She luckily got first class, and got her own section to herself. Getting in her pod, she settled in and quickly drifted off to sleep. Shortly after, she was awoken by a voice through the speakers telling the passengers they were landing. Groggily she looked at her phone, seeing that it was 3:57 in the morning.

Getting up she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, stretching a bit as she was in a uncomfortable chair for hours, slowly she walked out, and sleepily walked to the baggage claim. Waiting for her suitcase to appear, she grabbed it and turned around, looking for George. Not seeing him, she turned her phone off airplane mode, and saw that George texted her and said he was waiting outside of her exit. Walking out, she nearly gasped as the cold bitter air struck her face, “Sleepy?” She heard the all familiar voice from beside of her. Smiling she turned and saw George standing there, “Hi baby.” He said, wrapping her into a hug, “Here let me get this for you, the car is warm and waiting.” He said, taking her luggage from her. Y/N smiled at his kind gesture, and walked with him, their fingers interlaced. “How was the flight?” He asked, as he put her suitcase in the back, Y/N just shrugged as she got into the passenger seat, “I don’t know, I slept the entire time.” She sheepishly admitted, smiling when George got in the driver side seat.

“Well, when we get to my house, I will let you sleep as long as you want. You must be jet lagged.” He said, pulling out and onto the main road, driving to his house. Y/N smiled warmly at him, “Sounds good to me.” She said to him, reaching over and patting his thigh. “Your glasses are really cute you know.” She said, and George just laughed a bit, “They help me see colors, hush.” He mumbled, and Y/N just nodded giggling a bit, “I know baby.” She said, before grabbing one of his hands, interlocking their fingers together. “I have missed you.” She said softly, and George’s heart melted, “I missed you too.” He said, pulling her hand over and kissing the top of her hand. Not long after, they pulled into his house, which was in a gated community. “Let’s go rest sleepy head.” He said, getting out and grabbing her suitcase. The two walked into his house, both immediately falling onto his bed, letting the comfortable mattress welcome them.

Finally, George woke up and decided he would unpack for her, as he quietly did so, his eyes widened and he felt himself blush when he picked up the blue lingerie set. Blushing madly, he placed it neatly in one of the drawers she was using, and shook her awake. “Baby, wake up, it’s one in the afternoon.” He said, and Y/N woke up and smiled at him. “Good-morning.” She said, her voice was quiet with an undertone of raspiness. “Go take a shower, I will fix breakfast.” He told her, and Y/N smiled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she slowly got out of bed, thankful that his house was warm. Grabbing one of his shirts, and a pair of her underwear, she walked to his bathroom which was open and had a window that had a view of the forest behind the house. Taking a quick shower, she got out, and walked into the kitchen in the clothes she got. “Feel better?” George asked, once he saw her enter the kitchen, and Y/N nodded her head, “I always feel so gross on planes.” She mumbled, sitting down and eating.

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“I wanted to ask you something.” Y/N spoke up, fidgeting with the hem of the shirt, as George and her were now sitting on his bed. “Yeah what is it?” He asked, looking over at her, “I think I am ready.” She whispered shyly, and George smiled at her, grabbing her hips pulling her onto his lap. “Are you sure baby?” He asked, and Y/N nodded her head slowly, after she thought about it. “Yes, I am ready.” She told him, and George softly kissed her lips, laying her down on her back. “I want you to just lay there, I will do all the work okay baby?” He told her, and Y/N blushed while nodding her head, chewing on her lip in somewhat nervousness and anticipation. George looked at her for permission as he grabbed the hem of his own shirt that was covering her body, nodding slowly Y/N licked her lips, looking away. “No baby, none of that, you have to be watching me, and use your words okay?” He said softly, and Y/N let out a small embarrassed whine, “Yes sir.” she said, looking at him as he pulled her shirt off.

George’s eyes widened when he saw the lingerie on her body, looking up at her in shock, Y/N just flushed fidgeting with her fingers. “When did you put this on?” He asked, and Y/N giggled slightly, “After the shower.” She explained, and George just nodded looking at how beautiful she was like this. Slowly, he put his hands around her back, pulling her back up so she was arching her back. “Stay like this really quickly.” He whispered to her, and Y/N nodded as she felt her lingerie set being unhooked. Slowly pulling it off her body, leaving her bare, Y/N closed her legs and covered her breasts shyly. George melted at her shyness, and gave her a reassuring kiss on her neck before he slowly pulled her arms away. “You don’t need to cover up baby, you’re absolutely beautiful.” He told her truthfully, as he also opened her legs. Letting the image of her like this soak into his brain, he hooked her legs over his shoulders as he kissed her inner thigh.

Feeling herself get chills from this, she watched him, as he scattering kisses on the inside of her thighs. “If it get’s too much, your safe word is ‘red’ okay?” He told her, and Y/N nodded, and he softly tapped her thigh, “Okay.” She said, with her words knowing that’s what he wanted. Slowly, he dipped his head down all the way, softly kissing her clit, feeling her body jump at the new feeling. George, then licked her clit, before sucking on it. Y/N gasped, and arched her back slightly, letting out a surprised moan. Reaching down, Y/N tangled her fingers into his hair, tugging at it a bit, as George ate her out as gently as he could, afraid he’d overstimulate her. Grabbing her hips, he kept them down, as she tried to grind her hips into him. Pulling one hand away, he slowly inserted a finger, and Y/N winced a bit at the pain it brought.

Stopping since he realized she was in pain, he waited till she adjusted, “You can go.” She whispered, and George slowly started thrusting his finger in and out of her. Y/N bit her bottom lip, now feeling more pleasure than pain, noticing she was ready for another, he slowly inserted another finger, now scissoring her. Y/N was now a moaning mess, she was highly sensitive to the newfound pleasure she was receiving and felt something tighten in her stomach. “Feels weird.” She mumbled, motioning to her stomach as she felt it growing. “You’re close baby, it’s okay.” He told her, “Just relax.” He said, rubbing circles on her hip, with his free hand while the other worked on her. Nodding, Y/N closed her eyes tightly as she felt an overwhelming pleasure rake through her entire body. Letting out a loud moan, she arched her back, as George felt her walls clamping around his fingers. Pulling them out, he licked them clean and let her come down from her high.

He pulled away, taking his shirt off, along with his remaining clothes, and grabbed a condom slipping it on. “This will be painful, let me know if I need to stop.” He told her, aligning himself with her entrance. “I’ll be okay.” She said, giving him a reassuring smile. George reached forward, and interlaced their fingers together, as he entered into her. Wincing Y/N dug her nails into the back of George’s hand, and he took that as a signal to stop. Taking in a deep breath, Y/N looked up at him with teary eyes, and George leaned down kissing her passionately. Pulling away from the kiss, Y/N looked at him, “Okay, you can continue.” She whispered, and George leaned down pecking her neck. Finally he bottomed out, groaning at how tight she was around him. Staying still, letting her adjust to his size, soon Y/N squeezed his hands, “Words baby.” He said, and Y/N blushed biting her lip at him, “Move.” She mumbled shyly, and George slowly rocked his hips.

Arching her back, their chests now touching, Y/N let out a strained moan. Keeping at a steady pace, George kissed along her neck, keeping their hands locked together. “Faster.” Y/N moaned out, and George complied speeding up his thrusts. He wanted to make sure her first time was passionate and not sloppy, so he kept his speed but was gentle with her. Moaning loudly, Y/N leaned her head back, clenching around him. George hissed at this, “Don’t do that.” He told her, and Y/N blushed not knowing what she did. Leaving marks all over her neck with the new access, he scattered them along her jawline as well. “I think I’m close.” Y/N said in between moans, and George nodded speeding up just a bit feeling himself growing close as well. “Cum with me baby.” He whispered into her ear, whining Y/N felt herself cum, and George soon after. Pulling out he took the condom off and threw it away, gently grabbing her he walked into the bathroom.

“Let’s take a bath.” He said, setting her on the toilet, turning on the bath. “How warm do you want it?” He asked, her and Y/N looked over still a bit in a haze, “Like, hot tub warm.” She mumbled, and George lightly laughed turning the cold down a bit. Picking her up, he slowly sank down into the tub with her, letting her lean against his chest. Now out of her haze, Y/N relaxed in the water as it kept raising, “George.” She said, and George hummed, “I’m living in Brighton again.” She told him, and George smiled brightly, “That’s great news baby, I’ll get to see you more often, and sooner or later you can move in.” He said, washing her body since she had already washed her hair earlier that day. “I can’t wait for that day.” He continued, kissing her shoulder, smiling.