#And probs some other steps I forgot

[jaiwritez]

Okay sooooooo

DC X DP crossover

Phantom Pickpocket

The usual Danny’s parents are assholes when they find out he’s Phantom. He’s the ghost prince. Not yet crowned king. So has new powers but doesn’t know how to use them. However he can’t go into the ghost zone because portal was destroyed. Can’t go to Vlad because fruitloop.

Danny flees the scene away from his friends family. Ends up in Gotham, ectoplasm, yada yada. However instead of meeting up with Batman. He stays in crime alley with a couple of the stray kids. He becomes a particularly good pick pocket with the invisibility and intangibility. He only goes after people that wouldn’t notice a lil money missing from their wallets and never takes all of it.

He stays in an abandoned building and cares for the other kids. However one day one of the girls that lowkey reminded him of Ellie got really sick. She needed antibiotics. None of them had the money or access required. So Danny was stealing more often and saving up more money. Taking watches, sunglasses and whatever he could grab his hands on really.

He was walking back to their abandon building with soup when he sees a shiny brand new red motorcycle in an alley. He figured the whole thing would go for enough to get them a place to stay for a while but it was to big and high profile. So if he got caught it would be considered GTA and a felony. He couldn’t risk prison time and keeping a low profile was good for staying off his parents and the GIWs radar. So instead he just worked on taking the tires.

Unknown to him. He was being watched from the roof tops by a certain crime lord. Who’s been following a string of petty thefts for the past few weeks and has heard tales of the “phantom pickpocket” (heheheh). As well as some of the crime alley kids gathering in a new spot. He liked to keep tabs on them to make sure they were alright. So when he sees Bat adoption bait stealing his tires in less than two seconds flat and the pit lurches finally recognizing the cause of the intrusive feeling he’s felt for weeks. He drops down to the ground and walks over to the kid.

“Impressive honestly. I admire your work.” The Redhood. The smirk was almost audible as he relished in the familiarity of the situation.

Danny looked at the large figure before him. He’s heard tales of the Redhood. The protector of crime alley. Clearly some form of liminal as the whole area was clearly marked as his territory. So Danny had been doing his best to conceal his presence and his own ectoplasm under the crime lords to not be noticed. Which meant not transforming and using almost of his powers. Clearly he needed some practice. Danny was currently holding both tires and took one step back away from the beast.

“Relax kid. I just wanna know why you’re stealing the tires.” Redhood said.

“I need them.” Danny replied quickly and eyes his roots for escape.

“I doubt you have a bike kid. You’re probs gonna pawn or sell them. So what do you need the money for. I can get you some help-“Redhood said stepping closer and instantly regretting it because of the look of fear before the kid vanished.

Danny was short and skittish and immediately turned invisible and booked it. Phasing through the nearest building and proceeding to run back to his bases of operations. He dropped the tires off on a nearby roof top before making his way back. He cursed in silence because he forgot the soup.

“Life clearly has a sense of humor.” Jason mumbled as he turned on his comm.

“Hey O. I need some help tracking down my tires. I’m also gonna need some medical supplies. If you could get one of the birds to deliver it. I would appreciate it.” Jason said picking up the abandoned shopping bag that contained premade warm soup.

“Tires? That’s oddly specific…. What happened?” Oracle inquired but rapid typing could easily be heard as she started working on his request.

“A kid just stole my tires.”

He turned the comm down in preparation and wasn’t surprised to hear laughter erupt from Oracle. He sighed with a smile. As much as Bruce annoyed him. Clearly they were more alike than he thought. He was gonna find the little meta bandit.

(Comments are appreciated)

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[biteyoubiteme]

cherry flavored

yeonjun x fem!reader x huening kai

synopsis: you go to a costume party with your boyfriends

warnings: 🔞!!! established relationship, throuple/poly, no mxm, fluff, threesome, praise, mentions of drinking/being tipsy, no protection, oral (f!rec), slight fingering, orgasm denial mentions, no protection, creampie, multiple orgasms (f!rec), overstimulation (f!rec), cum eating (f! and m! yj eats kais cum out of reader!) crying, reader called she/her, pretty, baby prob forgot some sorry

wc: 3.4k

an: it’s my birthday! so why not post about my favorite enfp’s <333 this photo lineup has been sitting in my drafts since july omg feedback is appreciated :)) not proofread im so sorry bbs forgive me. I have what feels like a ton of other yeonkai fics lol check them out [m.list]

this is apart of my minikinktober event check out the other fics! [dumdum m.list]

“Do you think this one is cute?” you ask, holding up your phone to yeonjun. The two of you are leaned back on the couch, your back to his chest, like you’re his personal weighted blanket. 

You're only a month away from the annual halloween party held by yeonjuns team at one of the members' frat. It wasn't usually your first option to spend the night, or any night, in a frat house, with or without your partners but any chance to dress up in your costume was taken. It was always so fun to plan out what the three of you would wear, trying not to do the same as last year, or trying to find costumes that complement each other without having to match. 

It was one of the best parts about october. The trips to pick up costumes are always fun. Walking the aisles as yeonjun flips through his options, knowing exactly what he wants to be just as early as you do. Huening on the other hand usually needed help and was always open to whatever you put him in. you would hold up options asking, “what about this one?” and he would say the same thing, “this one's good, i like it,” his cute little smile so ready to please. Even when you would hold up all the different choices asking him to pick just one he's just going on, “you pick one, the one you like,” 

“It's your costume,” you try to remind him but he insists every year on letting you dress him up. It's always your favorite part that if the costume has some kind of makeup kai will sit so still for you, eyes closed as you fuss over his look. And when you're done, your knuckle pressed to the bottom of his chin looking him over, he will open his eyes and look up from under his lashes at you. It gives you butterflies everytime, that puppy dog gaze telling you he's so willing to let you do anything you wanted to him. 

But this year you were leaning towards simple, angel and devil themes. It had been easy to find yeonjun and kai’s outfits but you needed to get yours ordered. And now showing yeonjun your pick he nodded, “that one is perfect,” the costume was added to your cart and ordered without question. 

And when the three of you were getting ready for the party you sat down both boys to place their headbands on. “For you, my angel,” you smile down at kai tucking his hair behind his ears. The little halo is perfect to match the wings on his back. You bend to place a soft kiss on the bridge of his nose before turning to yeonjun, “and for you,” 

As soon as you step into the space between his legs his hands are on the back of your thighs pulling you closer. The red and white dress you're wearing is short, split down the middle showing how the two of them make up two halves of a whole. “Your devil?” he asks, teeth sinking into his bottom lip as you place the little red horns on his head. 

“You are devilish,” you grin, feeling his hands slip up your skirt cupping your ass. It was his favorite thing to do when you wore anything short; handsy at the best and worst of times. It was so easy to fall into a kiss with him, arms wrapping around his neck, needing him closer. His lips are so perfect for makeouts but you feel kai tug on the edge of your dress. “If we start now we won't go at all,” 

“Okay okay,” nods pushing away from yeonjun who only shrugs, “we don't have to go,” 

“You're the one who has to show face,” you remind him, the complaints always about how yeonjun never really went out with the rest of the team. But he was content with his small group of friends and he hated drinking around people he didn't know well. It was why he claimed being the designated driver, not wanting to deal with an uber on that side of town anyways. 

But almost as soon as you arrived he was pulled away from you and kai. Thrown into conversations so easily. But you never minded it, especially when you had kai by your side following you around like a lost puppy, making room in crowds so you wouldn't bump into anyone, carrying your drink that he made for you. 

The two of you giggling in the kitchen together trying to think of what exactly went well together with all the random bottles around. The kitchen is the only place in the house with the normal lights on, no colored LEDs washing you out. Kai keeps bumping into your headband when he lowers his head, his fingers flicking the halo before tapping the little horns. “ Angel or devil?” 

“Both, i needed to be able to match both of your outfits no matter who i was standing next to,” you sip from your cup grimacing at the taste, “this one isn't that good,” 

“Sorry,” he laughs taking it back passing you the other one he's made, “try this one instead,” 

The ratio of cherry coke to liquor is just right enough to keep drinking. 

But it was easy to lose count of how many you had. Dancing in the crowd and you didn't even realize the two of you were feeling it until you found yourself in the back corner of the room with kai grinding into you. all mentions of dancing out the window. He was fully hard pressed against you, mouth hot on your skin. Both of you trying to devour each other like you weren't in public. 

“Look at you two, I can't leave you alone for five seconds when you get tipsy, too horny for your own good,” yeonjun chuckles from behind you. You don't even have to turn around to see his smile, the ghost of it in his words. 

“Sorry,” Huening tries but it's insincere; he's already dipping down to put his lips back on your neck. You giggle, turning in Kai's grasp to reach out for yeonjun, wanting to be sandwiched between them. Kai wraps his arms around you keeping your ass pressed against his erection, lips behind your ear. 

Yeonjun knows exactly where your mind is going; see the way the idea flashes in your eyes. It wouldn't be the first party you suggested the two of you wedge into an empty room, not even the first time you would have suggested it just be the three of you. 

 “We are going home now,” he shuts the idea down before you can even open your mouth. 

“Jjunie,” your whine almost always works on huening but he wasn't so easy. 

“oh no we’re going home,” 

 “Nooo,” “but hyung-” you and kai try but yeonjun shakes his head, the dull party lights making his horned headband glow. 

“yes, yes we are,” you reach out for him hoping physical contact will persuade him. 

“But don't you want me?” it's a stupid question, you both know it, there is never a time he isnt thinking about wanting you, especially not when he sees you a mess in huenings arms. 

“i always want my pretty girl, im just not able to fuck you the way i want in the frats bathroom so we’re going home,” 

“But don't you want me bad enough to not care?” he knows you're trying to push his buttons, the way you are looking up at him under your lashes, hand sliding up his arm beckoning him to break. “You can wait the length of the drive,” 

“So you don't want me bad enough?” he only has to take a step to be flush against you, the hard length of his cock pressed right to your pelvis, you gasp, fingers twisting into the fabric of his shirt. His nose brushes your ear as he whispers, “we're going home,” no room for any more argument as he pulls away, “huening are you ready to leave?” 

Kai hums in response from behind you, the vibration felt against your back. Yeonjun links his hand around your wrist like a cuff pulling you to follow him. Your hand in huenings, the three of you a chain as you weave through the bodies to make it to the front door. Yeonjuns nodding goodbye to anyone he knows, free hand shoved into his front pocket to fish out his keys. 

When you make it to the car, he opens the backdoor for you and kai, “buckle,” he mutters, not closing the door until you two are both fastened in. 

The way yeonjun climbs into the front seat feels like a scolding alone. But you ignore him distracted by the way kai keeps readjusting in his seat, jeans pulled tight now that he's sitting. Your thighs pressed together as you leaned into him, usually you hated the middle seat but you wanted to be close, perfect now for you to reach out and trace the outline of his bulge. 

Kais hips jerked at the feeling, his hand reaching out for your thigh, fingers digging into your flesh. You giggled as you danced your fingers over him, his soft whines filling the car as yeonjun pulled out of his parking spot. 

“Neither of you understand how to wait,” yeonjun tisked, hands tightening on the steering wheel. You're watching him in the rearview, kai kissing over all the hickeys he made earlier on your neck, fingers sliding farther up and under your skirt. You're fumbling with the button on his jeans, widening your legs as he rubs over your clothed clit. 

Yeonjun doesnt let the sounds in the backseat distract him, eyes on the road, the soundtrack of your moans playing for him as he comes to a stop at a red light. He looks at the rearview to see you already looking back, mouth slightly open as you whine, washed in the crimson glow, huenings face buried in your hair as you palm him over his underwear. 

It's only a block away from the apartment but it feels like the longest stretch of time between that light at your front door. But as soon as you are in the elevator headed up to your floor it's impossible to keep himself away from you anymore. 

yeonjun pushes up against the cold metal walls, skin flushed enough to feel the sting. Hot hand sliding up your thigh, the skirt of your dress caught on his wrist as he held your waist. He pushed his body into you, holding you captive, free hand coming up to cup the side of your neck, thumb brushing against your jaw. He can feel the pulse in your neck as he kisses you; taste the remnants of your cherry chapstick. 

If he could kiss you forever he would make this elevator his home if only to keep your fingers in his hair, the echoing sound of your sloppy kissing never ending. The way you moan into his mouth makes kai jealous, it's never a feeling that lasts too long but when he's needy and hard it's impossible not to wish he was pressed against you. But watching the way yeonjun holds you makes him itch to get out of the elevator and into bed. The pressure of his zipper gone but even with his pants undone his clothes were feeling too tight. 

When the ding of the door opening was heard, the three of you stumbled out, yeonjun already with his keys in hand to unlock the door. Kicking off shoes as soon as you passed the threshold. 

Kai practically drags you to the bedroom, flicking on the lamp as you climb into the bed. He doesn't even give you time to decide where to go before he's pulling you back to the edge of the mattress. You're on your hands and knees, dressed getting flipped up and panties pushed to the side when yeonjun comes in, arms crossed as he watches. 

You had put a chair in the corner of the room for occasions like this, sometimes yeonjun just liked to sit back and watch, cock in hand as he praised you from afar. Other times he wanted to be up close, fingers on your clit, fucking your throat, leaving the chair empty. Now was one of those times, crouching down by the edge of the bed, finger lifting your chin so you meet his gaze. you felt kai dragging the head of his cock through your folds, already slick and ready for him. "look at me when he fucks you, i need to know if he's doing a good job or not," 

Kai only just inches in and you're gasping at the stretch, nails scratching at the duvet. Kais soft moans send you on a spiral as they gradually increase in volume, the pressure feeling so good. When he fully pushes in your lashes are fluttering, shoulders wanting to drop down to let him have his way with you. “Youre so fucking perfect,” kai moans, both hands holding your hips keeping you still so you can adjust to change. 

“Isn't she?” yeonjun can practically feel the way you would be wrapped around his cock, dripping wet and warm, squeezing him just right. 

“She's been teasing us all night,” kai starts, picking up a rhythm that has your stomach fluttering. “grinding on me knowing exactly what she was doing,” 

“hum now that’s not very nice,” your chin still lifted with yeonjuns finger as he shakes his head. “and not listening to me the first time and yet somehow you’re still getting what you want,” 

“i’m sorry-“ you try but yeonjun drops your chin, hand snaking under you until he’s pressed his fingers to your clit. it’s hard to breathe for a second with the combined stimulus but as soon as you look like you’ve regained the ability to think, yeonjun pinches your clit for a second. you jolt at the feeling slamming back on kai’s cock mid thrust. the pleasure and pain mixing together as yeonjuns quick to rubbing patterns back over your hypersensitive bundle of nerves. 

Nothing could slow kai down as he pounded into you, the slapping sounds mixing with your whimpers as you fell forward, elbows buckling until your face was pressed into the mattress. One of kais hands slips up your back pressing you down further to keep you in place. Yeonjun presses his mouth to your ear, “i don't even know if you deserve to cum,” his fingers stopping on your clit adding more claim to his threat. 

“No please, please,” 

“Let her- im- im so close and i need to feel her cum,” kais demanding head falling forward, the white wings still on his back, halo on his head of messy hair, strands falling in his eyes. His hold on your waist in bruising as he shoves the fat tip of his cock right against your gspot, it's almost impossible to think straight when yeonjuns back to rubbing on your clit. And when kai stills one last thrust pressing him right against your womb he dumps streams of warm cum inside your pulsing walls, your orgasm cresting, sucking him in and wringing him dry. 

Yeonjun is tired of waiting as soon as kais pulls out he's rolling you on your back and tugging your panties off. You're an absolute mess, cum spilling out from between your swollen lips, knees pulling in as soon as you feel yeonjun trying to get between them. “Oh no you're going to keep them open,” 

Kai pushes himself behind you so that he can hold your legs open for yeonjun. You're so exposed it should be a shocking sight but for yeonjun it's the best thing he could ever ask for. He blows a line of cold air over the sticky mess of your cunt watching the way you try to pull your legs closed. But kai does his job well even when your fucked out expression is so close to being tearstained. 

Yeonjun licks up your thighs first collecting anything wetness that's made its way down the smooth expanse of skin, the salty flavor of your combined release familiar. And when he licks up to your clit, circling his tongue around the swollen bud he's moaning like he's just found ecstasy. The vibration goes right up your spine and down to your toes. Your hands reach out to grab at huenings thighs, nails digging in as yeonjun dips down lower to your leaking entrance, sinful eyes watching you as he tilts his head sideways, devil horns pinching your thigh as he shoves his tongue into your waiting hole. 

Sucking lips and expert tongue working to clean you of the remenates of your orgasm. When he pulls away, chin glistening he mutters, “fuck i could cum just from the taste of you,” and when you clench around nothing more of kais cum slips out in a white stream that yeonjuns fast to collect. He pulls himself up and you open your mouth knowing exactly what he wants from you. Yeonjun lets the droplets of release fall into your waiting mouth and you're moaning as you swallow it all. Yeonjuns sloppy kiss only lasting a second before hes back down on your clit, latching onto your clit and sucking until you're trembling, tight knot in your stomach about to explode. “No jjunie please-” but you don't know if it is a plea for him to stop or continue not until your tears are tracing down your cheeks and you're cumming. You give a sharp whine, kais hold on you the only thing keeping you upright and open to take the wave of pure pleasure. “I love the sounds you make,” kai whispers into your ear, kissing your wet cheek. “Look at how sensitive we made you,” he drops one of your legs as yeonjun pulls back to unbuckle his belt. 

Kais free hand drips to your abused clit, even the smallest brush makes your whole body react, your hand reaching out to him to try to stop him but your hand is a weak bracelet around his wrist tightening as he asks, “who does this pussy belong to?” 

“Y-you,” 

“Us,” yeonjun clarifies and the pads of kais fingers start to move, spelling out yj & kai’s . Your back is arching, toes curling as he draws it out. each letter pulling out sounds you never thought you would hear before, gasping pleads and desperate whines. You're cumming as soon as he gets to the ampersand, his name drawn out to let you ride out his high. 

Yeonjun pulls you to the edge of the bed needing to be inside you. Your halo/horned headband is askew on your head and he's surprised it's strayed on so long. But he grabs your legs by the back of your knees, spreading you open and watching how your face goes slack, sweet eyes fluttering as he slides in between your abused folds, sinking deep into your welcoming walls. He doesnt think youll be able to cum again unless he really wanted to overstimulate you but you're still rippling around him from all your other orgasms, enough so that he knows he won't last long. 

Yeonjun rams into you taking out all his pent up want spill out here now. “Look at how pretty you are on my cock,” hes goaning, “so fucked out and willing,” 

arms are above your head, tugging on the sheets, taking the pounding, feeling him in your guts like he was made to be there. When huening reaches over to press on your pelvis your legs spread wider, yeonjuns moan ripples through his body, sinking impossibly deeper. 

Yeonjus body starts to tremble as he stills giving shallow thrusts before cumming, the look on his face intoxicating as you feel the heat of his cum dripping out of you. Hes fast to use his tip to collect anything that's spilled to push fuck right back into you, the mess of it slipping down his balls and spilling on the floor. 

Kai leans down to plant kisses all along your flushed cheeks, your weak giggle making him smile. Yeonjun kisses each of your knees before slowly dropping your legs back down. It's always so comforting to feel them around you, taking care of you after feeling so intense. Every little kiss goes straight to your heart. Nothing beats that feeling.

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[low-budget-korra]

Let's talk about how the Avatar creators don't know how to handle their own creation

Yes, I will forever be thankful for atla and tlok existence but I can't ignore how much they changed in the way they treat their own characters. Especially the women and the dark skinned ones

And yes, who am I to think I know more about the character than the ppl who wrote them? I know. But I just can't witness without saying anything

1. Katara in tlok

No, I didn't want her to fight and get her ass beat like Zuko. She is an old lady after all. And even tho I still think it's believable that after she got pregnant, she stepped out of the fight path and became a full time mom, bc I think it makes sense that she decided to be for her children the mother that she didn't have. But...

In Republic City see Aang big ass statue, we see Zuko's, we see Toph's, we see Sokka's, so where the hell is Katara's? In Jinora 's tattoo ceremony, where is Katara? It's like they forgot her existence sometimes.

What's her legacy in tlok? We see that Sokka was a respectable council, Toph was a respectable chef of police, Zuko regained the honor of his nation (we see there's no prejudice against firebenders, and ppl from Fire Nation) and Aang...well I don't even need to tell about. But where is Katara legacy?

And Suki...poor Suki tho. She is not even mentioned

2. Kuruk

As much as Kyoshi novels gave him more depth and cleaned his legacy. We need more about him. He is the Avatar ( apart from Wan and now Korra) that deals with the spirits. A book or a show about him, focusing on the spirits lore would do wonders for the Avatarverse.

He is prob the most underrated Avatar. Most of the randoms and even some fans still have this idea that he was a bad Avatar bc he only wanted to party and all. And Bryke does NOTHING to give him lore, to give him the attention he deserves.

Why they greenlight the Roku novels? The new show it seems that will deal a lot with spirits so why they choose Roku instead of a Kuruk novel where they could deep dive into this and prepare the fans for the new show? Make it make sense.

They don't care if ppl think Kuruk is useless. But they cared about Roku jokes enough to make him a novel and making him powerful

Ps: I know Bryke is not the one that wrote the novels but they are for sure the ones that approve or disapprove what's in them and which Avatar will have their novel and which will not

3. Korra

They don't hide anymore how much they hate Korra. Since Avatar became popular again, Korra suffered even more hate bc of this generation of incels and Bryke chose to please them instead of the fans. How long we don't have Korra content? The 10y anniversary went by and they didn't even make a post about it. No hq (apart from Mako and Bolin one that's was announced), no novel, no official art, no movie... Nothing. They want to erase her.

Not only this,but also shit on her legacy. And yeah, let's give the brown bissexual character who suffered unnecessary hate, more "reason" for ppl to hate her and bully her fandom 👍. A fandom that is full of woc and lgbt - two groups of ppl who already suffer hate just for exist.

"oh but they say she is the strongest Avatar ever" I DONT GIVE A FUCK. All I wanted (and all of a lot of fans wanted) is for them to treat her with respect and decency. Just like they treat Aang, Zuko, Toph, Sokka... They making her be the strongest is a "shut up" for her fans not to complain Abt them destroying her legacy

4. The disconnection with the fandom

With this show, they don't want to please the fans. They want to please the random audience, the one that jumps from show to show without joing the fandom. And this is bad because the Avatar Studios is not solidified in the industry yet. They need the Adult Gaang and the new show to be a success.

The problem is the majority of the fandom didn't want a new avatar right after Korra, I'm on other social medias, so other bubbles and I can guarantee this. Ppl wanted a show about Adult Gaang, older Korra, adaptation of Kyoshi and Yangchen novels, an new Avatar somewhere in the 10.000y cycle Wan started... Yet they choose none of this.

And why is it important to give the fans what they want now? Because this would allow AS to gain money and become a respectable studio, and only then go for more "dangerous" projects.

They want to please the fandom, the incels and the woke mob all at once and this never worked well. And they are about to retcon and prob pretend tlok didn't exist, just to please the incels

They recast all of the voices, and Aang's new VA is apparently pro-Israel. Like, they want to be "cool and representative" when casting only based on ethnicity but didn't bother to cast someone not pro genocide to play a genocide survivor? Talk about performative activism right there.

5. The Comics

I didn't read all of them but the ones I read show some of the worst mischaracterization I've seen. Asami, who never lost a fight and was always helpful, being a damsel in distress. Aang, one of the most emphatic characters of the Avatarverse showing empathy towards Ozai but not Azula? Pós book 4 Korra acting like b1 Korra, and getting her ass kicked by some random criminal? Azula being genuinely stupid? What the actual fuck?

Oh, and different from the Novels, the comics are written by at least one of the Bryke

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It's truly sad to see what they are doing with their creation and the fandom.

[ceo-of-haruka]

MILGRAM Trial Sprites Visual Analysis: Part 001

Haruka Sakurai

hie so i wanted to do this for a while because i really like character design and studying how the personalities of characters can translate into their designs... so i thought why not yap about that with my current obsession!!! starting with haruka ofc... i'll prob go in order from haruka to es! hope you enjoy!!

Trial 1

Starting off with his stance, he obviously appears very timid with his facial expression and pose. While this is obviously meant to represent his shy nature starting off in MILGRAM, I think it also shows him to be appearing "smaller" than he actually is. His posture is slouched, his arm crosses insecurely to the other, his knees are bent, and his heels press together to bring his legs closer to each other. This makes sense, given that he wishes to be pitied and loved like a small child. Given that he stands at 174 cm, he is by no means small, so he appears smaller by taking on a pitiful stance.

Another key feature is his outfit. While we can't see the shirt underneath his straitjacket (it's assumable that he wears the same shirt he does in Weakness, or perhaps he even wears only the straitjacket with nothing under, going along with his tendency to just wear what he has) we can see his necklace, pants, and shoes. In official art, he's almost never shown without the necklace, its string still visible even if his pendant is hidden in his shirt. Even in Trial 1, extra accessories are uncommon if they don't hold a meaning to the prisoner wearing them. This is obviously because of it formerly belonging to his mother, who he still cherishes despite her neglect.

His pants are plain and white, as are his shoes. This is a contrast from his outfits growing up, showing some contrast in what he wears.

In his Weakness outfit, where he's depicted as younger, he has a blue polo shirt, black shorts, white socks, and what appears to be brown/black velcro strap shoes. Even from childhood, he isn't shown with any kind of laced shoes. His shirt has buttons, implying effort in the outfit.

While his outfit in All-Knowing and All-Agony isn't very colorful, only appearing in neutral colors, it has multiple layers, at least signifying some kind of effort put into the outfit, much like the buttons on his polo in Weakness.

Which leads us back to his outfit within the prison.

It's unique from other prisoners' outfits, as he's the one of the only prisoners shown to wear something that matches what he wears in a music video. In Weakness, present-day Haruka has the same exact shoes and pants, and presumably shirt, as he wears within the prison. If we go off of this, his outfit is completely plain and features little to no layers, even with laceless slide-on shoes and a lack of socks.

If his shirt and pants are what he has, it implies his mother put less thought into which clothes she bought for Haruka as he got older. A particularly important detail though, are his shoes.

Both in his childhood and in present-day, he is depicted with shoes without laces. Tying shoes is an important step in children learning coordination and being able to make precise motor movements. However, he's never depicted with tied shoes and given his very young age in his child form in Weakness, it's likely he never learned how to tie them to begin with, hinting that his parents never assisted in motor and mental development to begin with. This goes against the common claim that his parents "started" being abusive when he got older, with them always having catered to his lack of knowledge and initial development rather than attempting to aid it. This is a big deal for a character like Haruka, as it's likely where one developmental issue stemmed and implies a series of other developmental issues that weren't properly accounted for before his parents forgot about him entirely.

His shirt is also seemingly slightly larger than him, circling back to his desire to appear smaller. Despite this, his pants show his ankles and slightly above, appearing normal sized on him.

His hair is a normal length and a little messy. While it can be attributed to natural fluffiness/thickness, it's also likely that he's unfamiliar with brushing his hair, especially with its appearance when he was younger. His bangs also cover one of his eyes, likely symbolizing his timid nature and his initial standoffishness.

His expression is obviously shy, droopy, and pitiful. His eyes are angled downward, giving him a resting gloomy face.

All of this ties into his initial gloomy and introverted disposition, as well as hinting at the neglect he faced growing up. He isn't confident in Trial 1, and doubts himself a lot, as shown by his insecure appearance.

Trial 2

His stance is visibly more confident than in Trial 1, with straighter posture and him positioning his left side forward slightly as if to be asserting himself to the viewer. His facial expression is obviously more optimistic than before, but still holds an air of unsureness to it with his consistent frowned eyebrows.

He no longer covers his abdomen with his arm, exposing more of himself to the viewer and essentially allowing them to see more of himself. He doesn't feel as much of a need to recluse as he did before, where he hid more of himself in his old stance.

His undershirt is still not shown, but he retains his necklace from T1. Notably, he obviously has the hairclips he was given from Muu and new pants and shoes, still without socks. His shoes aren't tied, confirming that he does not know how to do it. He also steps on the back of one shoe, implying that he tends to sloppily kick them on rather than take the time to sit down and coordinate them. This ties back to my interpretation on how his outfit tells an image about his experience growing up and struggling with learning coordination.

This can also be seen in his pant legs being rolled up unevenly. Asymmetry in general is good for conveying uncoordinated parts of a character in their design. His pants might be a little large on him, judging by the length of their bundled up cuffs, adding onto his desire to appear smaller.

Notably, his hair is neater, and while it still appears fluffy with loose strands, it looks like it's been brushed. It's messier in the back, which hints that he may put more effort into brushing the front, assuming he does it himself. Everything new about his appearance, from his demeanor to his outfit, can all be attributed to Muu's influence on him and strongly conveys his relationship with her.

Even though he appears more confident, he still has hints of insecurity in his body language and positioning. In All-Knowing And All-Agony's cover art, his grin appears somewhat forced, like he's trying to rid himself of remaining insecurity - his left eye is also still always obscured, showing that he still feels at least a little insecure, and that hasn't rid itself completely since his T1 appearance. Despite this, he's able to coordinate himself better and can bring up more confidence in himself than before.

While he still has drooping, gloomy eyes, they are more often shown slightly wider than before, indicating a more optimistic disposition. It's obvious to detect the pipeline here. Insecure kid gains confidence that he needed positive influence to gain. We only see this happier, more carefree side of himself when we see the visible influences from Muu in his accessories and clothes. Despite his new attachment to Muu, he holds onto his mother in the form of his necklace.

Trial 3

His stance is proud, his shoulders are raised and his posture is straight, while his hands are clasped together and one leg is bent slightly more than the other. It's not hard to gather what's being conveyed in this stance. He feels fulfilled with his life, proud that he was able to change and be useful in his final deed.

His outfit resembles a school uniform, notably resembling Muu's in appearance, even with a sweater vest to go under the blazer. (Despite Muu going to an all-girls school and Haruka wearing what would be the equivalent of a masculine uniform.) I doubt it's a coincidence, since uniforms vary from school to school. Even if he's not wearing the exact uniform, Muu's influence is visible, alongside the hairclips that were absent from his hair in his final video. This not only reflects his desire to be useful to people he cares about (particularly Muu, in this instance) but also to be smart and excel academically. It ties into his expressed desire to be a smart, strong, and interesting person.

The uniform is white, which symbolizes purity, hope, and of course, Heaven and the afterlife. Even though he's for sure not going to Heaven (sorry Haruka ily) it conveys his peaceful feelings left in his spirit through that symbolism.

His sash is gold and reads "Mors certa," which comes from the Latin phrase "Mors certa, hora incerta", which means "Death is certain, its hour is uncertain." This phrase is meaningful to his death, not only conveying the inevitable end of life that lingers over everyone, but with how Haruka knew he would die due to it being planned by him, the only uncertainty being when he'd finally pass away.

The gold coloration symbolizes success, achievement, wisdom, and spiritual enlightenment. Notably, all of his colors are lightened, likely to give him a heavenly appearance.

His necklace is absent from his sprite, though possibly being hidden inside his hands. Whether it's completely missing or hidden, both can symbolize letting go of his past bonds that held him down and made him feel useless, instead focusing on the bonds that positively influence him and make him useful. Despite this, he still has love for his mother, as displayed in his final video.

He also wears what resembles pajama pants, indicating an eternal sleep in his death.

Other/Common Symbols

Ending off with his most concrete features (AKA features that don't change through appearances such as hair and eye color) we can obviously see that he uses a lot of blue in his design. It's not hard to pinpoint why that is - blue is usually associated with sadness, depression, and passiveness. It can also be associated with loyalty and trust, all of which I would say are characteristics of Haruka as a person.

I also think the common association between blue and masculinity is somewhat important to his character, particularly his upbringing and the fact that his mother wished for a daughter. In Weakness, his outfit is light blue, often associated with baby boys, while his victim's dress is light pink, associated with baby girls. This could signify one source of his envy towards the girl, with her being what his mother wanted him to be.

In Trial 3, his blue coloration might also be interpreted as representing peace, tranquility, intelligence (what Haruka desired the most), and a connection to the divine.

Blue is also the color that shows in body parts afflicted by cyanosis. In a more specific case, your face turns blue when you suffocate due to a lack of blood flow to the head. This reflects in his murder method being strangulation.

Adding onto the point of envy being a primary theme of his character, his eyes have noticeable green highlights in them in some shots. Though it's likely to serve as a complimenting color, it can also likely allude to the idiom "eyes green with envy."

In the case of common symbols, he has a few. The color blue itself (which was already covered), fireworks, water, and butterflies, to name a few.

Fireworks represent strength, which contrasts Haruka's theming of weakness and pity, but also fleeting beauty and impermanence, made apparent by their quick dispersal in the sky. This could not only represent Haruka's victim, but Haruka himself.

Water can represent life, purity, transformation, and power. Transformation is a big part of Haruka's arc, especially as he makes a large shift from T1 to T2. It can also hint at how Haruka views the world through weakness and strength, as well as a lack of air, evident by the flooding imagery in All-Knowing And All Agony.

The water can also represent Haruka's feeling of drowning in despair without his mother's attention. At the end of All-Knowing And All-Agony, it becomes formaldehyde instead, which is used to preserve dead matter. This likely represents his feeling of self-preservation after finally receiving attention from his mother, even if it was negative attention. (Note, orange is also blue's opposite color.)

Water can also represent his feelings of unfamiliarity with new situations since he was never brought up to handle them, as if he was thrown into water and had to teach himself how to swim.

Butterflies represent transformation, rebirth, the soul itself, and, in some cultures, white butterflies are said to represent the spirits of deceased loved ones. They also represent the fleeting beauty of life, similarly to fireworks.

In conclusion, I think his design conveys his character well. It carries symbolism and background details in small symbols, and displays his personality effectively through things like body language, color symbolism, and facial expression. I think Haruka is a good example of a character who can tell you a story just by looking into his design.

Some parts of this analysis may be obvious, some may not. The point isn't what everyone already knows, it's attempting to dig deeper and pick apart the design to tell different aspects of himself.

Overall, I think I did pretty good analyzing him... probably gonna do Yuno soon!

[gingerjolover]

Ariana! What are you doing here? - Julien Baker x fem!reader

Synopsis: soft!gf is doing jb's makeup on halloween and she just can't sit still (hc, soft!gf is pete 😭)

G's notes: okay like always, a bunch of requests combined! also had to throw in some switch!julien for y'all, she's a natl treasure

wc: somewhere around 1k (probs like 980)

warnings: RPF, makeup!julien, ariana grande!julien, subby!julien, soft!gf as pete, smutty-ish talk, no fundamental physical descriptors?

"You're going to poke my fucking eye out, princess," Julien grumbles, moving her head away quickly, her lips in an annoyed frown.

"Are you this difficult for the makeup artists working on photoshoots, or just for me?" you reply sassily, two fingers under Julien's chin, lifting her head up.

"Don't be a baby JB," Lucy says through the phone. Julien stares at the phone on the bathroom counter to her left, glaring at it as if Lucy could see her expression.

"Are you guys almost ready? We'll be there in like 10," Phoebe's voice carries through the phone.

"If Jay stops wiggling and actually lets me do their wings, we'll be ready by the time you get here," you grumble, causing Julien to pout.

"You're going to poke my eye out!"

"Baby, I do this all the time; I'm not gonna poke your eye out," you say, exasperated.

"We'll be there in 10, and then we'll pin her down," Lucy teases, Julien shaking her head quickly.

"No you will do no such thing, I'll-I'll stay still, I swear," Julien promises, staring straight at you, eyes softening when she makes direct eye contact. You smile softly, index finger and thumb gripping her chin as you pull her into a kiss; it's a small kiss but one you've put all of your gratefulness and adoration into. Julien feels it as you pull away; she knows how badly you want to make this costume work. Originally, she was stoked...when she thought she was going to be Pete... but the way your eyes looked up at her, smile so big when you had a plan where she was Ariana, how could she say no?

You're staring at her, a crooked smile on your face when you see her lost in thought. "I'm being still baby, just...get it over with, quickly," she grumbles again. You giggle loudly, holding her cheeks and jaw, very carefully (and expertly), drawing cute little wings on her eyes.

"Julien's being quiet which either means baby's killed her or she's finally sitting still," Phoebe snickers along with Lucy.

"Shut up, I can't move," Julien grits out, impossibly still.

Lucy and Phoebe laugh loudly on the other line, your giggles soft but matching theirs. "Don't laugh when you have that shit near my eye," Julien exclaims as you step back, looking at her face. Seeing Julien with makeup always throws you through a loop. "You look pretty," you murmur, Julien's face flushing instantly.

"Blegh," Phoebe gags over the phone.

"Shut up," Julien nags.

You grab the comb to start fixing her baby hairs, Julien's hair already fitted with extensions and a ponytail, a massive sweatshirt on her body. It's like she forgot the previous conversation because she can't stop squirming.

"Julien, sit still!" "My hair feels like 8,000 pounds, babe, my fucking neck hurts!"

"Listening to this is tortuous, you know?" Lucy comments, tone even, you giggle imagining her and Phoebe's deadpan faces.

"How did you guys get on with your costumes? Luce did you find some heels?" you ask, giving Julien a look, asking Lucy to speak almost as a distraction while you hold your girlfriend's head.

Lucy starts to talk about her journey to finding specific parts of her costume, Phoebe interjecting a few times. Julien squirms when you gel down her baby hairs.

You grab her chin, giving her a stern look, leaning into her ear. "Stop moving or you can forget about fucking me tonight, let me finish this," you sneer, voice unusually dominant. You pull back, Julien's eyes are wide, mouth parted open. You look at her with mocking wide eyes, a quick shake of your head as if to say "are we clear?".

"Yes, ma'am," Julien murmurs, both of your voices quiet enough not to be heard on the other line.

"Well, I'm glad you found them thrifting Luce. I feel like you got really lucky," you say sweetly, your voice returning to its soft tone. Julien feels like she has whiplash, her entire body heating up. First, how did you even hear what Lucy was saying? And second, why did you threatening her make her sweat? She clenches her thighs together, keeping her body as stiff as a board until you spray her hair with hairspray and clip in some barrettes.

"Okay, we are like 5 minutes away, so we'll see you?" Lucy asks.

"I'm coming in to use the bathroom," Phoebe says quickly.

"No problem, doors unlocked, see y'all soon," you say sweetly before hanging up, leaving Julien sitting on the bathroom counter as you go to grab her heeled boots.

Julien sits there stunned, watching you in the track pants and big t-shirt, hair up, big flannel swallowing your body. You come back, kneeling down in front of her, unzipping the heel.

"What?" you ask, eyes looking up at her. She can feel her insides stir, hating that all you have to do is look up at her for her briefs to be soaked.

"Nothing, I'm being still," Julien says cautiously, pausing between each word as if she's never spoken before. The threat of not ending the night between your thighs enough to keep her still and quiet.

You scoff softly, shaking your head as you get her feet into the boots. You hold out your hands, helping her hop down, letting her get used to standing taller. You start to clean up behind her, her hands in the sleeves of the sweatshirt.

"I was really still there, at the end...I-I did really good," she says, almost like she's trying to convince the both of you.

"Oh, you were being good? Is that what being good is?" you say, throwing words she's said to you before back at her. Her eyes widen again, almost comically, jaw dropping softly.

You turn around, giggling, your usually dominant girlfriend absolutely dumbfounded. "Your makeup looks pretty," you murmur, kissing her lips softly. She eagerly presses herself against you, chasing your lips. You laugh as you pull away, wiping her lips with your thumb. "Maybe if you're good tonight, I'll ruin it later."

[halfbaked00q]

I have a pet concept in my mind rn that's like. Bond gets captured and brainwashed Man w the Golden Gun style & sent after M (probably Dench M)

and it goes about the same way- M is trying to talk to him, Bond is pleasant but visibly distracted/vacant, espouses the ideology brainwashed into him, tries to kill M- gets foiled and detained- but like in Man w the Golden Gun passes out after he tries to shoot the gun -- in my vision I want him to shoot an actual gun and it lodges in the bulletproof glass - yes actual bulletproof glass wouldn't be "invisible" but whatever. just think how sick the classic shot of M sitting impassively in her chair behind the bullet hole & fractures glass as Bond, unconscious, gets dragged away would be.

They keep it more quiet in this ver than the Man w the Golden Gun ver so like, no threat of court martial etc- and M orders Bond off to the sanitorium "for his health" (for anti-brainwashing). It's as brutal and wild as the Man w the Golden Gun ver, where you're like. ...wait. is he actually getting "un"brainwashed... or just re-brainwashed but for MI6's side lmao... very giving "it's hard to train a dog to not bark at ppl coming to the door but easier to train them to grab a pillow when someone comes to the door.

Anyway the crux here is- Bond needs, like. maintenance sessions. after all of the everything. And so they need someone closer to home to administer this. And what do you know it, Q is, in fact, qualified to do this owo

so Q's role as Bond's handler becomes like. Even More Literal in a sense yes he's the voice in Bond's ear usually, but also! he is the metaphoric dog trainer now. Doing a fucked up metaphoric version of reinforcement training classes/lessons :3 (idk the details but it's NOT more ECT lmao. his poor head he gets enough knocks to it usually. it's probs just a lot of classic conditioning and etc psych techniques. Maybe a bit of meditation-like or hypnosis-like sessions in there too just cuz Iiii think that's fun, conceptually. Like hell yea not just act on his behavior from outside- metaphorically open him up and rearrange the furniture from inside too owo)

Cuz going back to Casino Royale (book) even, Bond is soooo susceptible to turning/being turned. Torture him even a little bit and he starts going actually maybe they were right and we're wrong, have we considered this.

So it's Q's job, after Bond goes thru all of the physical and mental abuse that comes w being an agent, to... well, make sure Bond's resulting "masochistic infatuation" turns towards HIM (and thus, MI6), rather than The Enemy torturers and etc.

And ofc. Bond develops a marked Attachment to Q. Which he is encouraging professionally, while also trying to keep professional. But surprise surprise! He also is developing a sort of attachment to Bond.

I see there being an interesting inflection point where we see Q having... not doubts, per se, but like a. We can't pursue anything ethically cuz of this tangled everything so we have to keep things friendly but distant.... And Bond is like well regardless of whether or not I'm being conditioned into this, it's still my mind and I can't think of a fictional "who I might be" cuz that guy doesn't exist, and may never exist, but *I* do.

I think maybe Q convinces M to let him like wean Bond off of the maintenance sessions and see how it goes? And obv if he becomes a danger to others or himself then they'll reevaluate. But Bond is stubborn and probably stronger than ppl give him credit for, so like... let's see.

Also I think they probably need some time apart, so Q steps back from being the voice in Bond's ear for a while but also... idk maybe Bond takes a sabbatical or something. Fucks off to Jamaica for a while but this time to like, equalize & self-actualize not cuz he forgot he existed for a while lmao. Or maybe he travels for a while, and settles in Jamaica. He sends Q postcards, of course.

And then one day, there's whisperings about MI6. Q is like. what's going on? and everyone looks kind of shifty cuz they may not know the details but they know SOMETHING. and finally someone is like. umm.... we heard... that Bond is back....

Which is. great! Q thinks? But notably he hasn't been by to see Q. And it's like. Sure, neither of them really had any expectations. But.... well.... But anyway, he puts it out of his mind and goes back to work.

But then. a stir through the branch. Q looks up, and there he is... James Bond, in all of his golden sun-kissed glory. Apparently he was reinstated as 007, even.

"Hello, Q," he says, eyes sparkling. "I hear you're to continue on as my Quartermaster."

"But first. Got any plans for the evening? How about dinner?"

[md-confessions]

Trigger Warning for abuse since I am going to be talking about it a lot.

My honest reaction to TSM anon's confessions/posts trying to justify J's treatment of N. (They're so ass)

Ok so uhh... Anyway I'll try to debunk some of the points:

First of all: yes the fuck she is abusive! Search the damn definition on Google or the dictionary, it's exactly what she's doing, like beat for beat.

Let's start with two examples: one from the manor and another from copper-9.

J kicking N in the manor flashback: for context N and V had literally just bumped into each other, made a spark and both were trying to clean up the mess they made, then comes in Ms. Tenth letter of the alphabet with a kick to N's face for like no fucking reason whatsoever.

J stepping on N's chest while he clearly struggles: In the pilot during the scene that introduces the Alphabet squad during J's introduction she has her foot on his chest while saying he's useless, terrible and if she could, she'd kill him herself and N is very clearly struggling to even breath.

Those two very clearly ARE abuse, the second one even has a tinge of verbal abuse!

Ok so TSM tried to justify both these actions by us not knowing the full context.

The context of the kick is that: there is none, that kick was completely unprovoked, so J had absolutely no reason for kicking N aside from him being in her way from the "move it moron" line, and she changes up her attitude completely at Tessa being there, her visor showing those hollow eyes that drones show when worried or scared.

But even if you say "oh but N was in J's way so she kicked him out" but she could have just, you know, MOVED A LITTLE BIT TO THE RIGHT?!?!? And also that does not excuse kicking a person in the face.

Context of the second scene is: THERE IS NONE, ONE AGAIN! The reason that scene exists is to show that A. J is abusive towards N, and B. J is a hypocrite! Let me explain, A is very self explanatory, stepping on someone's chest and verbally abusing them is very clearly well... Abuse and B is to show that even though she calls N useless, N has shown throughout the rest of the series he is a very competent fighter, arguably better than his fellow DDs and also that even though J was pretty much insulting N for being weak, she got killed by a Angsty bisexual 18-year-old with a pen and a Railgun made out of like, scrap.

I don't know how you can genuinely look at those scenes and go "J isn't an abuser" even though yes she fucking is.

Also I dead ass forgot that second post aside from the "why would Cyn put N in the squad if his abuser?" Part, which has a very simple explanation: it wasn't Cyn, it was Mr. Solver of the absolute fabric itself! It used Cyn as a host, Cyn wasn't in control, she prob has been dead for a long ass time.

The solver is sadistic and it likes fucking with the alphabet squad, take V as an example: it allowed V to keep her memories, just to make V's trauma even worse.

The solver thinks it's funny to traumatize people so why wouldn't it think putting a person in the same team as their abuser wouldn't be?

Anyways I've been typing this since 5:30 AM, and now it's 6:50 and I got school so I'll stop here, if you got anything else to add put it in the reblogs ig...

Final note: I haven't been abused myself (not that I remember) so I can't really fully grasp the concept, but still, J's treatment of N is like, the dictionary definition of Abuse, I'm very bad at understanding other people and their emotions and I'm not super great at analysing characters but this shit is so obviously abuse seeing TSM over here trying to say otherwise is giving me a brain aneurysm.

Anyways have a good day/evening/night or whatever time of day it is :D

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[pannotian]

are you one of those people that do(or did) carry around a sketchbook with you all of the time?

the way you draw people is so fluid and captures so much weight/form so simply. (especially in your sketches). like the way you draw everyone is so satisfying (that one steph sketch to the left of the tim/steph one you redrew is sooooo satisfying to me.

i keep trying to find a way to ask how you learned to draw that way (i know the answer is by drawing a lot)… but… how did you learn to draw people?

(ps what music do you like bc i am curious)

I used to carry around a sketckbook but I stopped because I pulled it out once in a blue moon. I was way too shy about it, like nobody careeess.

And thank you this is all very lovely to hear🙈🙈👼tumblr is like the only place I share my art cuz irl all my friends that would care to look are also artists and I'm scaredd, so hearing any praise is like angels singing.🫶 (Way more under the cut)

As for the way I learned to draw people- you are right, one of the main steps was by drawing alot, but other things defo count. One thing that majorly improved my anatomy and posing was studying proportions. Like 8 heads is the whole body and all its sectionings. I had one youtube tutorial that changed my life but I can't find it rn.

Another thing was drawing something very quickly. I take a picture or pause a video and draw that pose in around 60 seconds. That helped with establishing the key forms and lines of a body. And even when you're not drawing quickly, use a ref it helps so much. The human body has so many little details that are only visible from some angles that help elevate art.

And copying peoples style or drawings. Obvi dont trace but everybody knows that. My style is influnced by alot of people or things I see. I had Alot of influence from vapmberry(ig), underwaterlad(ig), nikola čižmešija, and I used to copy berthe morisot painting for class which eventually started reflecting in my pencil sketches.+ many more I forgot

Also comics really helped me evolve cuz everytime I read a comic its full of possible references and inspiration(good or bad depends). Seeing professional artists and how they portray a charecter or charecters interacting is very useful.

And draw big!!!!! Had the horrible but predictable art phase where all my sketches were so small, it's only going to set you back!!!!@@ im still fighting to draw a decent size.

Another thing- draw things that aren't human bodies. I'm lazy on this one but understanding form, perspective, shadows, and light on things like cubes, circles, or any object really can massively help. Also learning other things is nice. It's helpful in the long run.

Tldr: draw alot(🙄🙄 sry), study anatomy, draw quick, use refs, take inspo/copy, draw big (+draw things which ur not even interested in)

Also❕️❕️❕️❕️I am no pro this is not fact this is what I did. Somebody out there could prob explain this better and give better advice but oh well.

As for music thank yew for asking! Currently obsessed with baxter dury and animal collective. But my 4lifers are fka twigs, smashing pumpkins, massive attack, dean blunt and bar italia. Tell me urs😇😇😇

This was great to hear and I'm happy to explain or help further. Ur art itself is great and very inspired.

[thetentaclecommander]

End of the Year (2024) Roundup

Wow, it's been a year since I decided to do the tumbles. Nice! I've just been me unapologetically and this year I: -posted 9 new writings (which is a lot for me!) and apparently took over the N/J based tags here (step it up yall, I already dominate AO3 - other ppl are at least posing over there now) -dicked around with some fun peeps in posts/reblogs and have acquired some badass mutuals -found a few more Nemmy and Jill shippers in the wild which is nice! -found the fun fandom discords (super secret pro tip: if they are mainly filled with 30+ old fandomers who support the creation of fiction including darker fiction, you generally can't go wrong. Still stand your ground no matter the space - or leave. Spaces that suck your energy by 'over moralizing' characters aren't worth your time.) -upped my my fic game. It is ever growing and writing randomly here/for writing groups found here helped that growth -got back into some fandoms I either forgot about or new ones that I now am interested in -caused one known block but have been generally treated peaceably on here (I'm probs on a fandom badnik list by now if I wasn't already; it's been years guys, I know what I'm about and am not changing that X'D). I apparently curated my space very well. Or threw some moltovs and the damage stuck /shrugs. I do not want fame, but just to have a fun time with fellow nerds. That being said I... -spread my gross shipping disease of Tyrants and humans banging across the land of tumblr as the eldritch being I am is wont. Remeber kids: do not test me. Every single time I get a complaint, I CAN and WILL make it worse <3 like Nem's dick in Jill's e-[redacted]. Also, don't bite the hand that feeds (iykyk). -gained by way of crossposting between platforms a marked increase in AO3 faves, subs, follows, bookmarks and comments (even if some of the bookmarks are private and some faves/comments are on alts/anons I still enjoy yalls stopping by!) -oddly despite (or because of my silliness) have to me a sizable following on here. Like I'm gone for days at a time; I'm still baffled by that lol Fandom I've realized is in fact not that dead, it just requires a bit of the nudge nudge handshake like back in the times of yore. In general, I feel very sated by these results >:) You're still (not) welcome.

[nsokolow]

Transformers One: Charoite

Chapter Thirteen

“Wait, Sentinel’s secretary racer ex came back from the dead and is here to stay?”

Charoite, who had been deep in thought about she and Megatron’s brief holographic conversation, heard an angry femme mention her. Was it this “Elita-1��� she heard about? She took light, quick steps out of her room and stared into Optimus’ room, which thankfully was on the same floor, and only a few doors down.

In Optimus’ room, a femme, a medium shade of pink, wide audials, stared at Optimus confused, almost angry. B stood next to Optimus.

“Elita,” Optimus began. “I understand she has some rumors surrounding her, but she made it perfectly clear that she didn’t know Sentinel’s secrets. She was just chased down by a bunch of bots. Besides, we don’t know how long she’ll actually stay. We know she wants to get back on her feet and doesn’t have anywhere to stay.”

“Eh…” Elita shrugged as she tipped her head. “…I could pitch in for a hotel room? I can even give Chariot a choice.”

“Charoite.” B chuckled. “She said a lot of bots call her that. Like, who’s named ‘Chariot?’”

Charoite felt flattered at the correction.

“Nice to see you’re getting acquainted!” Elita responded with an air of irritation. “Optimus, how much do you think a room for two weeks would cost?”

“Elita,” Optimus put his hands on her shoulders, “I understand you’re suspicious. A lot of bots are. I also noticed she’s wearing a Sentinel decal. I wouldn’t call myself suspicious of Charoite, but I am going to keep an eye on her, just to be cautious.”

Elita sighed. “Okay. Glad we agree to not completely trust this girl.”

Charoite wanted to be mad, but she just felt guilty. As hard as it was to do, she brushed the guilt aside. She had a job to do. Optimus betrayed his friend. The Decepticons were kind enough to help her, and she needed to return the favor. She didn’t want to betray them after everything they did. She didn’t want to…be like Sentinel.

With a heavy spark, she sighed and pulled off the Sentinel decal.

She gave her head a shake and smiled. Right now, it was time to hang out with B and see if she could get some information out of him.

“Hey, ‘going somewhere buddy!’” Charoite took confident strides toward B. Making a grand entrance cheered her up. “I’m gonna go buy some decorations for my room. Come on!”

B chuckled. “Fantastic!” Saluting her, he lowered his voice as his eyes moved opposite each other, “Badassatron…” his voice and eyes returned to normal, “…reporting for duty!”

“You don’t have to salute her,” Elita remarked. She looked at Charoite and gave her a nod. “Oh, Elita-1, Commander of the Autobots. Nice to meet you.”

Charoite thought she saw Elita smile a little. She nearly laughed at her thinly veiled negative attitude. “Oh, Elita! Heard of you!” She gestured for B to follow her. “Come on, Badassatron.”

B let out a loud gasp, which startled everyone. “Charoite, you’re the first bot to ever use my nickname! Thank you!”

“No prob; you seemed like you wanted me to use it. Let’s go!”

B threw his fists in the air. “Woooo! Charoite and Badassatron on their first Iacon City adventure!” He led Charoite out of the room and to an elevator.

“You know, we should come up with some nicknames for you!” B said while they rode in the elevator. “Maybe ‘Coolatron,’ or ‘Coolwing!’”

The door opened to outside.

“Oh, scrap! I forgot this one opens to outside!” B flung his arm around Charoite.

She was briefly alarmed by the action.

“Badassatron is on the job.” B narrowed his eyes at the few robots in the area….who paid no attention to them.

“Good to know.” Charoite replied with a soft chuckle.

“Wow! This is weird!” B remarked as he dropped his arm.

“What do you mean?” Charoite walked.

B caught up to her. “I’ve never been able to put my arm around anyone’s shoulders before!”

“Why? Oh…right. As a short bot myself, I actually never thought about that!” Charoite shrugged. “I mean, I can fly, so I could just fly up to someone.”

“Could I maybe…keep my arm around you for a while?” B held up his hands. “Just for safety reasons!”

Charoite smirked. “Eh, why not? You’re supposed to keep me safe, anyway!”

“Oh, uh, awesome!” B hugged his arm back around her.

B’s grip felt less firm this time. Charoite still felt safe, and, for a reason she couldn’t figure out, a bit giddy.

[biteyoubiteme]

study break

fem!reader x han jisung

synopsis: you take a study break with your boyfriend

warnings: 🔞!! slightly innocent reader, some nipple play, fingering, oral (f!rec), prob forgot some sorry

wc: 2k

an: this was a request but my inbox ate it ;-; hope i got everything anon asked for :)) not proofread sorry :( feedback appreciated! [m.list]

You have been at your desk for over six hours studying for your next exam. Hand cramping from all the notes you were copying down from slides you missed a few weeks ago. Ones that you finally remembered you needed to go over. You had only stepped away for a shower a few minutes ago to try and calm your mind after nearly crying over a worksheet. Pacing back and forth before you caught sight of your shower caddy deciding that if the shower didn’t work as a refresher then you would just take whatever grade you got and would have to live with it. 

It wasn’t until the knocking at your door that you realized how stressed you had been. The evening you had planned with your boyfriend was forgotten until you pulled open the door to see him standing in the hallway of your dorm. 

“So you are alive,” Han smiles as soon as you open the door. His hair curled around his ears, dotted with droplets of rain. 

“nooo I missed our date,” you softly whine leaning your head on the door. The past couple of times you've studied you turned on an app that locked your phone to help with distractions. Only now it was backfiring because Han had been trying to reach you to remind you of your night out. “I'm so sorry Han I swear I didn't do it on purpose I haven't even thought about anything else besides this exam,” 

“it's okay i kinda figured so I picked up dinner,” he holds up the paper bag in his hand. 

“I'm the worst,” and he only smiles shaking his head, “You perfect, I should have known that scheduling a date the night before an exam was not the best idea,” 

you wave him into the small space, your books a mess on your desk, the bed rumpled and unmade. Your roommate's side is just as lived in even for her off staying at her boyfriends most of the time. You're sure this is the first time hans been in here besides you picking up something but he never made it past the doorway. 

The two of you have only been seeing each other for little dates for a few weeks now. You shared a class together, working next to each other in silence for most of the semester before he asked for help on an assignment he didn't need help with at all. Confessing later that he only just got up the courage to speak and used the work as an excuse. You're closer to friends than you are really dating with how slow the two of you are moving. Neither of you moved past holding hands and one interrupted make out session. But you were new to everything and Jisung was patient. 

Han kicked off his shoes, setting the food down at the edge of your desk. “Have you taken a break at all?” 

“I mean I showered,” you shrug, your hair is still wet, droplets of water soaking your tank top. You didn't even notice how the fabric was wet enough to leave nothing to the imagination. The outline of your nipples draws hans eyes right to your chest. 

“You are all wet,” he smiles, biting the tip of his tongue. You can feel your skin getting hot, trying to play off his stare by rolling your eyes.

“Usually what happens after a shower,” you collect a few of your books, closing and stacking them up to make room. Shuffling papers around and making sure to check you have everything turned in before the exam. You're leaning over your chair looking at the assignments calendar online when you see you forgot to submit last week's discussion post. Your light sigh is enough for Jisung to place his hand on your back leaning next to you to see what you are now focused on. 

“It's already late, maybe you should save it for the morning,” he suggests, warming up your lower back as he rubs soft circles against your skin. 

“it's only one question, it better to just get it over with so I'm not stressing more than I already am,” although it's the last thing you want to do, already you have given up after your long day. But you rolled your chair out sitting down to work out one more question. “you should just start eating so your food doesn't get cold,” 

“no no I picked up sandwiches from the cafe by the library I can wait,” he stands behind you, hands on your shoulders, fingers flicking over the thin straps of your tank top. 

You pull up the post not realizing the link attached was for a document you had to read consisting of six long sheets of tiny text. Your sigh is more of a groan this time, hans chuckle right at your ear as he looks over your shoulder. “I think that's the kind you need the magnifier tool for,” 

“why the hell would anyone use text that small,” you can feel the weight of the day landing heavy right at your feet. Just when you hoped to be done, to only have to overview notes you hated this. Your teeth sink into your cheek trying to will yourself not to cry over something so stupid. You were so close to finishing not only the day but your class, one assignment wouldn't kill your grade but just knowing it was going undone would kill your pride. You let your head fall to your hands, the heels of your palms pressed to the sockets of your eyes like that would will your tears away. 

“Hey,” Han whispers, pushing a few strands of hair behind your ear, “come on let's take a longer break than just a shower, we can worry about that later,” his hands slip over your arms, sliding up and down, chin on your shoulder, nose bumping your ear. 

“Sorry, I've just been so overwhelmed with everything,” you say, rubbing at your eyes, feeling a bit embarrassed. 

“That's okay, you just need to relax, lay back, and forget school for a second,” his breath is ghosting over your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His hands go to your stomach, finger tracing the seam of your top. “you know I could help you with that,” his nose brushes down behind your ear and down your neck, lips leaving slight pecks on your skin. 

“t-the assignment?” It's a stupid question but you're not past the brain fog, now worsened by Han giving you the softest kisses on your neck. Your head falling back, eyes closed as he fell into the feel of you. 

“no,” he kisses at your jaw, “not the assignment,” one hand slipping up your stomach, knuckles brushing your nipple. “is this okay?” 

“yes,” you nod, reaching up behind you to twist your fingers into his hair. Your back bowed as he cupped you over the thin material of your shirt, fingers rolling over your pebbled nipples, his lips sucking marks onto your skin. 

His free hand starts to slip past the waistband of your shorts, your breath catching in your throat, “you don't have to do that,” he pulls his hand back to your stomach. 

“Do you not want me to? We can slow down or stop, whatever you want,” now you're more than a little bit embarrassed. 

“No it's not that I want you to stop, I just- I've never really had anyone do that before,” you confess, face hot enough to thank the fact your back is to han. It wasn't that you were against it, only that you spent most time inside studying instead of going out and meeting guys to hook up with. And from what friends have said some guys don't like going down on girls with their mouths or hands. “and I know some guys don't like it,” 

“yeah the wrong guys,” he chuckles the rumble of his laugh right in your ear before he kisses over the mark he made on your neck, “I on the other hand have been thinking of devouring you the second you sat down next to me that first day in class wearing that little skirt,” 

“Really?” his fingers tugging the waistband of your shorts before letting it snap back in place. 

“uh huh, thinking about how good you would taste, how pretty you would look cumming on my tongue, how perfect you would sound,” your hips instinctively roll at the idea, Han's hand slipping back under your waistband. “Would you like that?” 

“Yes,” the whisper is enough for Han to pull your chair out from under the desk, kneeling before you looking up like you set the best platter before him. 

He kisses your knee hands sliding up the side of your thighs to tug down your shorts and panties. You should feel exposed or even a little bit shy but Han is licking his lips, eyes flickering between your glistening cunt and your face. “Even prettier than I imagined,” hooking his hands at the back of your knees he pulls you to the edge of the chair, slotting your legs over his shoulders as you lean back gripping the seat watching what he’ll do next. 

“Are you just going to like...kiss it?” 

“I plan on suffocating between your thighs so maybe a lot more than kissing,” he peppers kisses all along your thigh, your legs already trying to close at how each kiss sends a tingle straight to your clit. 

When he finally leans down and his lips brush over your swollen nub you know you're done for. His light kiss was enough to send all thoughts and stress right out the window. And when he licks up your wetness from your entrance and swipes up to your clit latching on and sucking your head falls back and you let out a moan that doesn't sound like you. Jisungs hands move to hold your hips in place. 

You swear you see stars as he sucks before he pulls away your whine making him chuckle, “Do you like it?” 

Your hand moves to his hair wanting to tug him back down, “please don't stop now,” 

“Look at you trying new things,” he gives light kisses to your folds, loving to watch your hips try to work on their own to get his mouth back on your clit. “already doing so good at being responsive to my touch,” 

“Hannie please,” you beg and he doesn't hold back. He sucks your clit into his mouth, letting one hand free from holding you down to raise in front of you.

“suck my fingers and get them all wet and ready for me to get you to cum on them,” slipping them into your mouth you follow his orders letting them roll on your tongue before he pulls them back to rub on your pussy. 

Your orgasm was building in the pit of your stomach, every flick of his tongue pushing you closer to the edge. Your legs jolt at the feel of his finger prodding your entrance, knees pulling in before he shakes his head, “Relax baby,” letting your other hip go he presses the pad of his thumb to your clit rubbing at a soft rhythm until your legs rest back on his shoulders. He's slow to slip his first finger in, dragging it out before adding the second. His smile is starstruck, feeling along your gummy walls like he found heaven, “look at that, you're doing so good for me,” the slow pumps of his fingers take up more of your mind until he leans back down to suck on your clit. 

Thighs trembling your head rolls back, eyes shut trying to catch your breath before you're cumming, Han pressing his fingers into your g-spot like he's always known your body. Han is swallowing all your cum down like he can't get enough of it, burying his face in your pussy as you pulse around his fingers. Your hand on his hair starts to tug harder, your hips thrusting into his face, knees closing in around his ears. He is slow to pull away from you but knows he shouldn't overstimulate you the first time. “now if you ever need me to take your mind off of anything, you don't even have to ask I'll be right here on my knees ready for you,”

[fortemelody]

miku expo was legit the best day of my life so i wanna ramble about it

edit: found this in my drafts and wanted to revive it even if this took place like a month ago now lmao

first off i wanna kinda stress something that i honestly might get flamed for

i was in the pit, literally the third row, and around the halfway mark people who didn’t have wristbands on (that you get if you’re in the pit) finagled their way in and no security stopped them. this was like 5 people near me and like 3 more on the opposite side of the chairs. i could barely move cus i was so squished in by them and beforehand i was taking the opportunity to jump and dance becus i was in the aisle becus it was very spacious.

i personally see this as wrong. like i understand the feeling so much of not having good seats becus they are expensive. my bsf’s parents payed for these seats and that was the closest i’ve ever been/probably will ever be at a concert. i am eternally greatful for them. however, if i were at any other concert with my regular nosebleed seats, i would not move up to somewhere where the seats were obviously filled and payed for. people work hard to have the kind of money to spend on good tickets, and i felt like they were stripping away all of that just becus there was some open space and no one from security happen to be watching

i do feel kinda bad becus my friend was complaining a little too loud and vulgarly without a proper confrontation and i was saying things like “yeah” and “real” and i think they eventually kinda heard us but they didn’t do anything in response until i finally asked them nicely to at least step back so i could move around. most of them listened then but one person didn’t.

i want to acknowledge that i probably wasn’t perfect either in a different aspect becus i was legit screaming my head off and i realize now that behavior can definitely be distracting. i forgot that convention idol etiquette very much applies to even a virtual concert because there are others around me that might not appreciate my loudness who aren’t performing, along with the band members (although they prob couldn’t hear me from backstage).

wanted to address my thoughts on the screen too. honestly i still think it’s a weird call (and would make a lot of sense if it was by crunchyroll) and i still think it’s rather cheap but i can at least acknowledge that the visuals were pretty crisp. im assuming it also helped people see it from super far away better. it was definitely not an experience ruiner by any means but it was pretty jarring for the first 10 mins or so.

anyways, on to the good moments. at the end i shouted thank you to the band members when they came out and one of them saw me gave me the heart hands AND IT WAS SO FUCKING SWEET AHHH

i went into this only knowing about 5 songs for the set list and i’m so glad for that becus the suprises kept hitting me. some of the most hyped songs for me were unknown mother goose and fraulen biblioteca. i was so happy they played a wowaka song becus he deserves to be honored in multiple countries. and with fraulen i have a video recording of it where me and my bsf’s convo went like this:

“i can’t believe they did it”

“what?”

“I CANT BELIEVE THEY DID IT”

“ME TOO”

(for context we were debating which songs would get played on the way there and we wanted this one but thought it had a slim chance. also meiko is my fav soooo)

ALSO we didn’t know we got VIP till someone told us (thank you kind stranger). the tote bag is really nice and i’ve gotten a ton of use out of it. and i used the fan in place of a penlight the whole time- idk how it didn’t break. as for the other stuff it was just kinda meh to me.

lastly we got a shit ton of confetti from the cannon and passed some out to people and took a couple for ourselves too. i’m so glad they did that it was a nice touch and it looked so beautiful as it was falling tbh

i think that’s all i gotta say but i might make some fanart to commemorate it later (i just said this same thing in a post a couple days ago and i haven’t even started *that* drawing yet….oopsies).

[sorryimananti-romantic]

angel!yeosang singing to reader "oh my body, i don't wanna stop until the break of dawn" before he.. well.. went into retirement.

but yes!! i could definitely tell how much you keep improving after reading dazzling light (from 2022 btw.). and this is NAWT saying you were bad at it before 🙅🙅🙅 however you have changed positively so, yep yep yep!!

you remind me i forgot to mention some in my rblg, ofc. the way in which you build up to plottwists NOW is much more difficult (/pos) to foresee as a reader. sometimes it's nice to have a straight-forward plot and be able to tell how it's gonna end and other times i love to be pulled in by secrecy and be whiplashed by endings i did not see coming (*kisses out to An Empire of Dreams and Illusions*)

also, i love to see how over the amount of works you've written, it's really noticeable that you push to create and write worlds, lores, characters the yumi way™. everyone gets inspired and motivated by others and arts of many ways, being able to use that energy and make something out of it that is so Y O U is 👏👏👏 never an easy feat. 🩷

embrace the cringe. be the cringe. [insert burning elmo gif here]

every creation is a contextual piece of their time and place. not every rework is necessary but no harm recycling ideas or getting inspired by previous works. i heard it's good for the planet.

i don't remember WHEN our wedding took place but i am also not opposed to a runaway marriage, endless honeymoons, no consequences. that.. always ends well in fanfictions, right?..

what'd ya think about a honeymoon in south korea and japan? we could take the ferry from busan to fukuoka and really channel that deluyuyu travel boyfriendism

○ chron 🃏

WENT INTO RETIREMENT- (but yeah that's pretty much what happened lmao)

ahaha thanks yeah, i understand! like the writing style obviously improves the more you write but i think i'm more creative with my plots now? sometimes i do like writing predictable stuff like if there's a friends to lovers fic, there's only so much you can do lmao. but yeah i'm glad that it's getting harder for you all to foresee the direction of my fics AHAHA i like that-- i always leave hints tho ;)

AHAHA the yumi way™ i'm gonna remember this :') i've actually heard that a lot about my fics and honestly that's prob my fav part about writing like i can create my own universe and do whatever i want with it. but yes, even when i'm inspired by sth else, i just like to make it as unique as possible! that's very true, thank you for noticing and pointing it out!

oh i am the cringe ahaha it's a part of me i can't deny that but yes. thank you for that :')

oh so you wanted a step by step huh? i see i see (i just presumed the wedding happened already oops KJHFDJKGH) but omg. your honeymoon plan is perfect it's actually my irl dream to do that so you've read my mind :') we shall channel exactly that :') oh to see the cherry blossoms in full bloom with you :'))

[madrone33]

I'm so glad the PJO show stuck the landing. I've seen a lot of shows lately that have a habit of, uh, not doing that, so I'm really happy I liked the finale episode!

(Also because I watched it with my mum, and she hasn't seen anything but the first two episodes and my rambling recaps, so I'm glad my show didn't disappoint me in front of her lol)

MAJOR SPOILERS for the PJO finale past this point!

There are only two things I can think of that I didn't really like, and that Gabe's- whole thing, basically, soz. I get why they toned him down for the visual format, and I'm not trying to undercut the actual abuse that is still happening, I just personally like Sally turning her piece of shit abusive husband to stone and then selling his statue to get money for a degree lol.

And then also the dropped police plot line is a bit iffy. They probs cut it for time or smth, but it just felt weirdly unresolved. Like, they set it up so well, and then they don't follow through at all, just straight up don't mention it again. Idk, maybe they'll bring it back for the 2nd season? Not sure how that'd work tho. It's a minor issue, but it did feel strange to me.

The rest of it was very well done though, imo!

It starts with Luke saying The Thing but different?? Giving The Last Day of Summer from The Lightning Thief musical vibes fr fr.

The fight with Ares was hella cool, with the awesome wave, and the choreography was pretty well done to my completely inexperienced eye. The ichor looked cool, very handy that it's gold so they can show 'blood' on screen and still keep it PG lol. I was cheering Percy on so hard.

They did the flashbacks so well. Honestly, every episode's done the flashbacks well, but Luke? Oh yeah. As soon as he showed up on screen, helping Percy, preparing him, I knew the end of the episode was gonna hit so hard.

The trio is still amazing. They play off of each other so well, and all their actors are so talented!

The necklace!!

Ok, Percy had zero chill on Olympus. He straight up said his shit to Zeus, knowing he'd probably be killed for it and not giving a single fuck because that was his world and his friends and his mum that were going to be hurt if this stupid war continued, and he was going to make Zeus listen even if it killed him.

And then Poseidon steps in and surrenders and when I tell you I audibly gasped I'm not kidding. Like- The gods don't just back down when they're fighting, that's not how their power dynamic works, how the glory system works, how their pride and respect and status works. I'm probs not explaining it very well 'cause it's like 1:30 am rn, (I really should stop writing these essays at midnight lol) but yeah. Poseidon was giving up a lot. And he didn't care. Because that was his son, and his son was worth more than any glory could give him.

Also, funny side note: after they started speaking what I assume is greek, and then switched back to english, my brain for some reason decided to completely forgot my native language and just- didn't process english anymore. I kid you not, it just registered as sounds without meaning. Completely alien. I sat there without understanding the next four sentences they said until my brain clicked back in and I was like, ohhh, they're speaking english. And then I had to rewind and listen to it again lol.

Zeus smugly saying he'll announce his "swift and crushing victory" and Poseidon rolling his eyes was so sibling energy lol.

... So, does Poseidon yeeting Percy back to camp without answering mean he's too overcome by emotion to say 'yes' or that he's too guilty to admit 'no'?

I like how all the cheering and clapping is muffled out by the music at first, because Percy's still shocked that he's actually alive. It's only when Annabeth hugs him that he fully processes the fact that he's safe.

Gonna be honest, I'd completely forgotten that they thought Clarisse was the Lightning Thief. They did a good job of reminding me though.

Yeah, Luke's betrayal was executed better here than the books imo. First of all, the lighting is immaculate. The past episodes had an issue with night scenes and being super dark, but the fireworks lighting up selective scenes really works.

I like how Percy figures it out first, and almost challenges Luke to deny it. And Luke is- not prepared. He had a plan. He was going to ease into this. And it hurts all the more because Percy is scared and angry and betrayed and Luke never wanted to hurt him.

What's done so well is that you can see how Luke didn't want to fight- and then Percy mentioned Hermes and Luke just snapped. Trigger button. Wrong thing to say. Now, suddenly Percy wasn't the 12 year old kid Luke was trying to save and help, he was just someone who'd said the name of That Man and now Luke was just bitter pain and rage.

Also, Percy accidentally cutting Luke - with a sword that can't even harm him anyway - and immediately apologising, and then Luke only seeing a weakness to exploit and going in for the kill. That hurt.

Ok wait imma copy paste a small ramble I posted earlier to here because it stands true. Here we go:

A bit rambling, a might not make much sense, but had a thought about that scene when Annabeth saves Percy and reveals herself. There's two things that stuck out to me; she didn't let herself show any emotion but anger, and she'd been there the whole time but only interfered just then.

She'd been suspicious enough of something to go against the plan and follow them. She heard Luke confess his betrayal while invisible and alone. She heard his true feelings about the gods, about their parents, and now after everything - after Athena. After Percy - she understood him so much more and so much less at the same time. She'd been locked in shocked grief that froze her, and the only thing that snapped her out of it was seeing Percy beneath the blade of the person they'd both trusted, and the need to protect burnt away the numbness long enough for her to compartmentalise and lock away everything but anger so she could move.

Luke's face though. Oof. All I could think was "She's like a little sister to me." (Don't crucify me if that's not his exact wording, it's almost 2am now, I'm tiiiired.) But yeah, the fact that he probably could've taken them both if he truly wanted, but the moment he saw her and her betrayed, furious face, and then looked down and saw the kid he'd been about to kill- He just ran.

The parting of ways, with the trio at Thalia's tree, bright plans for the future, hugging and smiling and making a pact to come back to each other, no matter what- that was so toothrottingly sweet.

And then the cabin scene? Heartwarming af. The mother and son duo is just. You can feel their desperate relief and love for each other. It's so good.

A bit wary when Kronos showed up, wasn't sure if the whole prior stuff was 'just a dream' but I'm guessing Percy was just remembering how they reunited, and Kronos hijacked his nice memory. That was well done, too. Percy was just so Done with this guy, like c'mon, give the kid a break. And then him waking up with his mum again - like I said; they're so sweet. The fact that this happens often enough for them to have a dedicated book lmao. Also, him calling Kronos grandpa was on point.

It exits out of the window Sally was sitting on! And it's raining!! (Also, another side note, but whenever something exits with a window I just think of The Last of Us episode 3).

Ok so they have to make a second season. It's the law. They gotta.

Hmm. Think that's everything I can think of saying now lol.

(Thank you for everyone who worked hard on this! Even if I don't like some stuff, I know that so many hours of work was poured into this and I appreciate it so much!)

EDIT: OH WAIT I almost forgot Ares completely out of pocket line about Percy's mum, and yeah, no way was he getting out of that now, asshole. Also, the way Percy and Luke's parents are a trigger. The character similarities are similying~

[sialiia]

• . ° .┊┊ BIOGRAPHY & VERSE INFO;;

ㅤㅤJust a quick little bio/verse dump because I'm just hella-- unmotivated with my carrd because last year I accidentally deleted Sydney's info and hated myself, STILL from doing that. And it's just festered in my mind that I did that. And I just...yeah. Anyways. Here's the quick version of a revised take on her bio. I hope it helps for anyone that needs it! -edit- Plot twist, this is not a small post. I finally wrote out Sydney's bio. So, enjoy! I will copy this to my carrd! posting here so I don't HECKIN LOSE IT THIS TIME! If you have any questions, feel free to ask because I 90% forgot a ton of things... again, feel free to ask about things.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ• . ° . 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒 ;; . ° . • Name: Sydney Carpenter Age: late 20s/early-mid 30s (verse dep) Birthday: November 18th Species: Human Gender: Cis-Female Bloodtype: AB- (sticks neck out to vamps. eyyy) Allergies: Alcohol (she will become physically sick and probs pass out.) Height: 5'4" (162cm) Hair Colour: Brown Eye Colour: Blue Mental Health: Depression, Anxiety, Stockholm.Syndrome & Hybristo.philia Powers/Abilities: Physical Medium Origins: Ontario, Canada Family: Mother/ Lauren Carpenter (fc: Robin.Wright). Step Father/ Craig Holguin (fc: Gabriel.Iglesias). Haven't decided if she has siblings or not. Pets: Pearl (Turquoise Green Cheek Conure) more info on her here [x] Faceclaim: Jessica.Stroup Sexual orientation: Bisexual Romantic orientation: Demiromantic occupations;; (verse dep.) - hunter/researcher of the supernatural *verse exclusive - power ranger (aqua, jetman team)*verse exclusive - employee at ray's occult shop. ft. rcysoccult *thread dependant - employee at sarah's spot. ft. unbearablyindifferent *verse dependant [HEADCANONS TAG] - also any [x] is a link to a specific headcanon.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ• . ° . 𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘 ;; . ° . • ㅤㅤSydney is originally a Canadian girl but she could live in any place a thread might call for it. (I am also Canadian. So like... write what you know. lmao!) She probably would have grown up in a big city and probably defaulted to Toronto because there's just a ton of potential there. Despite having only been there like.......10 times in my lifetime lol! nonetheless. Nonetheless, she might live in other cities or areas such as the United States or something. But her origins are in Canada. She grew up in a small family home in the city. I haven't decided yet if she has had siblings or not. So bear with me on that. She got fair grades in school and didn't go to any college or university afterward. A long line of women in her family have had the physical medium ability, selecting one child from each generation to be a medium. So Sydney was not alone in her abilities. She had lots of support and wisdom from those who came before her. Sydney does not practise witchcraft, though a lot of people's muses have that assumption. She does not. Though some things she might take some things from witchcraft and other sort of cleansing manners for a couple things she would need to use to take care of any spirits or entities. She usually keeps a chipper attitude despite the dead that plague her. She's kind of a bimbo, to be honest. She doesn't let the spirits dampen her mood and tries to make the best of it. However, that doesn't mean that she doesn't have internal problems such as depression and anxiety, treated with medications. She lives in an apartment and it could be anywhere that a thread could call for it. But it's not the best place. It needs a lot of upkeep and the landlord is very hands-off. Though the rent is cheap... it has its reasons. Thus she tries to make the best of it on the inside- even adding a few extra locks to the door because there's a handful of sketchy people in her building. The apartment resides above a store on the ground floor, they would use a door between stores to get to the main area with mailboxes and stairs going up. There is no elevator. rest in peace to anyone coming over. She lives on the 4th floor of a 7-story building. [x] [x] [x] A bit down the line timeline-wise, she will develop a heart problem and respiratory problems. Actually having her been diagnosed with them. But pre-diagnosis she will start to have problems and it progressively gets worse. A lot of real-life mediums have problems with their health throughout their lives. So, only fitting I put my muse through pain. Probably would seek treatment of some kind.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ• . ° . 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 & 𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 ;; . ° . • ㅤㅤSydney is a physical medium, meaning she can communicate with the dead or anything really on the other side. That being demons, elementals, gods, angels, shadow people, ghosts, spirits, elementals, etc. She can hear, feel, sense, and see them. She can also see and feel the energies of those around her if she gets bad vibes from them or positive. Sometimes these beings will make her physically ill being in their presence. They can also tell her things about people that they might otherwise not what known. Sometimes spirits want to talk, sometimes they don't. Sometimes they can be absolute heathens and make her life hell. I take my main lore for the dead from the show "Dead Files" and "Ghost Adventures." but also sprinkle in some other paranormal shows because I personally just love watching them. Lastly would be Supernatural since the lore of the show is a bit different than what is considered to be "real-life lore." They have their own lore when it comes to spirits. For instance, in the supernatural verse; Sydney is able to see demons, angels, and anything else that the otherwise human eyes cannot see, or if a being is only making another person see them, Sydney is also able to see/hear/feel them.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ• . ° . 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 ;; . ° . • ㅤㅤSydney likes to draw, because write what you know. She also enjoys researching and writing about cryptids in her spare time. She knows a fair bit about spirits and entities, so she's your go-to girl about that. She also has an interest in sasquatch and deep sea cryptids to add to her favourite cryptids list. Sydney also enjoys urban exploring in old buildings and partake in photography of such places. She does wear a respirator when doing so because you don't know what's in those buildings. Besides some creepy things, she also loves to bake and cook, trying new recipes is always a challenge and exciting for her. She will gladly give her friends away baked goods even when they haven't asked for it. She just likes to make people smile through food.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ• . ° . 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐒 ;; . ° . •

VERSE 1;; Default/Undecided/Catch All ㅤㅤBasically everything above, in a verse. No specific verse, a verse for having not decided yet. Or I simply forget what verse a thread is in! VERSE 2;; Super.natural ㅤㅤIn this verse, basically the bio and such takes place, but Sydney will help hunters on cases. Though she isn't confident herself with hunting, often looking for any other potential ways for a case to turn out that doesn't involve murdering everything. But alas, sometimes unaliving spooky things in the way to go in this series lol. VERSE 3;; Twilight / Vampire.Diaries / Vampire.Academy/etc. ㅤㅤThis verse could go either way, Sydney is either a human interacting with characters from said series, or she could be turned into a vampire. Her mediumship gets stronger post-transformation. She is torn on feeding on humans or animals. Probably ultimately opts for the latter. But gimme moments where she slips and attacks humans. In the vampire.academy verse, she is a feeder for vampires uwu VERSE 4;; Zombie Apocalypse ㅤㅤIn this verse, before the apocalypse- probably the walking.dead verse. Sydney takes a trip down to the united states and ultimately gets trapped there due to the breakout. She has no way back home to her family or her pet pearl. She doesn't know how they faired in the apocalypse. Though because she is able to see/speak with the dead, she doesn't have her family come through until a few years into said apocalypse. Because she is medicated for depression and anxiety, she does struggle for the first while after she runs out of her medication due to withdrawal and suffers through symptoms plus the dead trying to come to her. Which has dramatically increased since the start of the apocalypse. So, she does have to deal with that as well. She is not a fighter, she rather stay in the safe zones and help the community from the inside. I imagine she would eventually not survive the apocalypse. In twd side of this verse, she resides at Hilltop- I watched until hilltop burned, around that area... So, not too sure about after that. Also, she is terrified of Negan :') VERSE 5;; Superheroes ㅤㅤSince Power.Rangers/Super.Sentai has done crossovers with Marvel and DC comics before, they have been owned by Dis.ney who owns Marvel now, it makes sense to make my superhero verse the Westernized version of Choujin.Sentai.Jetman. More verse info here: [x] On the same note, she is not a physical medium in this verse unless it is a crossover with another verse for a specific thread. VERSE 6;; Anime/Cartoon ㅤㅤWould basically be the same thing as verse 1, however I use these images instead.

VERSE 7;; Fantasy Worlds ㅤㅤI haven't really used this verse as of yet, except maybe one thread really early on. So I will probably scrap and replace it with something else. But if you are interested! Sydney is a fairy/pixie, For convenience, she is able to shrink herself to a small size, or make herself 5'4. VERSE 8;; His.Dark.Materials/The.Golden.Compass;; ㅤㅤSydney has a daemon named "Paul" He is an eastern bluebird. Instead of seeing the dead, she is able to see "dust" but she keeps that a secret. VERSE 9;; The Nevers ㅤㅤIn this verse, Sydney is in 1899, Victorian London. She travelled to London with her family during a business trip when the Event happened. Leading her to see, hear and sense the dead/spiritual beings. She stays with the rest of the touched instead of returning back to America, realizing this is a huge opportunity for her.

VERSE 10;; Skill Swap ㅤㅤIn this verse, Sydney has the ability of hydrokinesis instead of being a physical medium. Hydrokinesis is one of my favourite powers in shows and literature. Being indecisive has led me to make this verse! In this verse, Sydney can control and manipulate water and its sub-elements such as snow, ice, slush, etc. She can't control blood or any other bodily fluids... that she knows of. Willing to explore that omg.

Verse 11: Squid.Game ㅤㅤIn this verse, Sydney is on vacation in SK, and because she is a trouble magnet, and runs into the recruiter. (Alternatively, the VIP's run an Americanised version of the games. And she partakes in those. perishes during a game of dodgeball.) She knows the language. She is number 056. Thread-depending, she perishes during Mingle or lives through the revolt.

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great homestuck rereading discussion T+18 (Feb 28)

first last next

cw: r-slur, HSD mods jumpscare

SF 2/28/25, 14:41 > { (forwarded from #homosuck | yesterday at 14:41) This thing is so completely illegal.

How could this atrocity be floating out here unnoticed all this time?

You are going to throw whoever is responsible into the slammer.

You always call jail the slammer when you are extra angry at crimes.

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SF 15:37 > me when thinking about reading vs me actually reading

SF 15:43 > taking this image from #homosuck

SF 19:33 > so i may ha⩔e just remapped tʬo of my keys… dʬ i mapped the ⩔ to my num pad asterisk so i can still crtl + v

SF 19:34 > born to quirk forced to lock in

SF 19:34 > i ha⩔e to physically copy and paste the ʬ key noʬ lol

SF 19:45 > after thinkin about it for a second, i⩔e decided to alter my keybinds slightly to a⩔oid quirking ʬhen i need to-- ʬait messed something up brb

SF 19:46 > ʬait im still ha⩔in issues ʬith this let me try somefin else

SF 19:49 > makes me feel a little bit e⩔il heheheh

SF 19:50 > but for some reason i can also just crtl asterisk so i can prob take that extra bit out lol

SF 19:50 > you could e⩔en say… its beautiful…

SF 20:03 > ok time to actually check up on the reread for "day three" and see ʬhat i need to read to next

SF 20:04 > e⩔erytime i type a ⩔ or a ʬ it makes me feel a little bit

SF 20:08 > blehhhhhhh time to check the reddit ig

SF 20:09 > i need this pinned or something

SF 20:11 > daresay im a little bit excited to find out ʬho this "cool and mysterious shaded guy" is

SF 20:13 > {dont mind me just turning neʬ reader mode back on}

SF 20:14: > and another beautiful panel

SF 20:15 > theres also a mysterious bit of text underneath it [A WAYWARD VAGABOND records a stuttering step in the sun-bleached dust.] ʬayʬard ⩔agabond is beautiful for me to type. i already lo⩔e this name because of this

SF 20:15 > yo thats cool

SF 20:16 > it opened a neʬ tab ʬith a bunch of images (kinda reminds me of the ʬebtoon layout lol)

SF 20:16 > so pretty

SF 20:17 > heheheh look at him

SF 20:17 > kinda cute

SF 20:17 >

SF 20:17 > ʬAIT ʬHAT

SF 20:17 >

SF 20:18 > isnt that the sburb logo thigny?

SF 20:18 > hoʬ...

SF 20:18 > ʬait

SF 20:18 > is this desert somehoʬ related to sburb? maybe the place it ʬas created or something? ⩔ery intriguing

SF 20:19 > and yet thats all i get for noʬ :,<<

SF 20:21 > im eating shrimp scampi so that tastes good

SF 20:21 > anyʬays back to homestuck ig

SF 20:21 > neʬ neʬs!

SF 20:22 > (ill read it after this latest upd8 (6/10/09)

SF 20:22 > ʬait let me check the date for that last page

SF 20:22 > 609

SF 20:23 > ʬell anyʬays it looks like ʬere lookin at gameFAQs

SF 20:23 > didnt rose mention something about a game faq?

SF 20:23 > ʬait yeah duh! eggy lookin thign

SF 20:24 > ʬhy so ⩔erbrose?

SF 20:24 > ...yeah i aint typin all a that

SF 20:24 > but i can probably read it

SF 20:26 > also theres 3 other faqs besides rose by SanctuaryRemix (4/10), ʬinnie the poop 2 (4/11), and ChaosDemon (4/11) <== lo⩔e that last name

SF 20:26 > ʬait a sec i feel like 4/10 rings a bell

SF 20:26 > ʬait its this thing isnt it

SF 20:27 > completely forgot about it

SF 20:27 > ʬell i suppose i can afford a slight detour

SF 20:27 > Eʬʬʬʬʬʬʬ ʬHY IS HE SMOOTHE!?!?!?!??!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!??!!

SF 20:27 > KILL KILL KILL KILL

SF 20:29 > I CANT TAKE THIS SHIT ANYMORE JAR⩔IS IM GOING INSANE

SF 20:29 > it doesnt e⩔en embed?

SF 20:29 >

SF 20:30 > smoothbert

SF 20:30 > i need him destroyed

SF 20:30 > preferably ʬith a meteor targeted at his unnaturally smooth head

SF 20:33 > but more importantly: ʬe ha⩔e the date: 04/10/2009, 2:38 AM EDT

SF 20:33 > the same date that SanctuaryRemix posted

SF 20:33 > ʬill ʬe get to meet them in the future?

SF 20:33 > blehhhh time to suffer through the rest of smoothbert

SF 20:35 > and ʬith this image i realied that my sound ʬas off

SF 20:35 > (i⩔e heard sounds play on the beta)

SF 20:35 > FUCKING GOG MY EARS

SF 20:36 > ⩔Opʬi33q⩔ʬip⩔nqi⩔jqpaeni; <== furious typing noises

SF 20:36 > ʬhate⩔er, go my > try again

SF 20:36 > goofy child

SF 20:37 > i dont like hoʬ the skinʬalker mo⩔es. it disturbs me immensely

skinwalker standing in his room

SF 20:38 > ʬait… interacti⩔ity???

SF 20:39 >

SF 20:40 > [THANKS FOR PLAYING THE HOMESTUCK BETA! THE STABLE RELEASE IS NOW AVAILABLE FOR YOU TO PLAY!]

SF 20:40 > ...aaaand it just takes you back to square page one

SF 20:41 > lol

SF 20:41 > ʬell that ʬas certainly an experience

SF 20:41 > bye smoothbert! may you ne⩔er see the light of day again /pos

SF 20:42 > ok back to the rose ʬall of text

SF 20:43 > not the ascii banner!!! please rose i need to see it pleaseeeeee

SF 20:44 > lol ʬouldnt ha⩔e expected rose to use retarded but i suppose it IS 2009

SF 20:44 > (maybe i should put a content ʬarning on this one ʬhen it gets to tumblr lmao)

SF 20:45 > [I ʬill "play the game"] i lost rip

SF 20:45 > curse you rose and your extremely longʬinded intro!

SF 20:46 > though i absolutely lo⩔e hoʬ she ʬrites~~ simply beautiful mettaphors

SF 20:46 > ʬait s page

SF 20:46 > e⩔erythings black???

SF 20:46 > fire ʬent out

SF 20:47 > ʬAIT ʬAHTI UNDER HIS BED

SF 20:47 > AND THE DOOR

SF 20:47 > ʬAIT ʬTFFFFFFF JOHN ʬHATTTT ʬHERE IS YOUR HOUSE

SF 20:47 > at least hes ali⩔e???

SF 20:47 >

SF 20:48 > this is honestly so sick looking and the ʬind noises are a solid touch

SF 20:48 > but seriously… ʬhat ʬere those eyes??????

SF 20:48 > im going to ha⩔e to catch them again on subsequent ⩔ieʬings of this flash methinks

SF 20:50 > dad ʬatch out!!!

SF 20:50 > ʬait a sec isnt there something from lil monsters like this?

SF 20:51 > i⩔e ne⩔er ʬatched it so idk for sure but i feel like i remember reading a plot synopsis for the mo⩔ie at one point and it had something about hoʬie mendel arri⩔ing from under the mcs bed

SF 20:51 > anyʬays epic shot

SF 20:52 > ʬait almost forgot about the neʬsposts

SF 20:52 > and the date

SF 20:52 > this cool and aʬesome flash ʬas posted on 611 so that number might be important? idk

SF 20:53 > ʬell hussie put out tʬo on the tʬel⩔eth so ill read those noʬ ig

SF 20:53 > [I don't often make wallpaper because I rarely work in a resolution bigger than what you see in these pages. But a frame from the latest page is one of those exceptions, so here you go!]

SF 20:53 > EPIC

SF 20:55 >

SF 20:56 > dinocomic???

SF 20:56 > epic

SF 20:57 > [When I originally sent it to Ryan, he viewed it with some sort of weird browser incapable of animating GIFs, so I'm pretty sure he spent three solid hours puzzling over it, trying to decipher why it was supposed to be funny.]

SF 20:57 > [On a totally unrelated note, I think it's about time for me to go turn my lawn sprinklers on. It would be a real shame if anyone happened to be lurking out there, inside a tent perhaps. Such an intrepid soul would surely get wet.]

SF 20:58 > ʬell i need to lea⩔e to do other things but im happy ha⩔ing read to page… let me check…

SF 20:58 > 250

SF 20:58 > nice

SF 20:58 > i like hoʬ its an e⩔en number

SF 20:59 > also something i noticed about that cool flash: it sounds kind of like heatbeats? maybe johns heartbeats right as the meteor ʬas about to hit?

SF 20:59 > ʬell thats it for me today folks

SF 21:02 > (lol just realized i only read three actual pages! ʬe⩔e hit a neʬ record folks! ʬhispering to my manager "yo this is totally just like golf right")

lut 21:45 > @/shitpost pseudo @/shitpost janitor kill this quirker NOW

lut 21:46 > im too sleepy to do it

anankeAverted 21:46 > Yeah ok.

Bot Scratch (app) 21:46 > Added homosuck-ban to SF.

lut 21:49 > your salary has been quadrupled