#I do not remember these things for ANY show. at all. I don't have the memory for it

[oopbangtan]

Astrology Observations pt. 5

Hey guys!! I know it has been a while, but I actually got to know a shit ton of people in the last months. So I do have some fresh observations 👀

Please remember to take everything with a grain of salt because an aspect you have can manifest itself slightly differently based on other aspects you might have in your chart or the house the aspect is in! These are only some things I've noticed in my years of existence.

Aquarius rising and even aquarius sun people tend to have one specific feature that makes them so uniquely beautiful. It seems to me that those people usually manage to make some not so common features look absolutely stunning!! They might actually be insecure about the thing that makes them stand out, but God, don't they make them look amazing...

Everyone is set on Scorpio placements and 8th house placements for being stalkers. Have any of you witnessed a Virgo that's interested? Or at least slightly intrigued? They might not show it when they see you in person, but a Virgo mercury/ mars WILL stalk you. They will want to see more and try to figure you out in some way. This might apply to Virgo venues too, but I am quite sure about Virgo mars and mercury. Yes, even the men. Especially the men, actually.

Gemini venus men are very possesive? They absolutely hate the fact that you might entertain someone else while talking to them. They could still be talking to all their exes, have another 3 talking stages at the same time as you two are talking, but how dare YOU do that to them. I have a theory that they lowkey want someone who would crash out over them, be jealous af, but it might just be bcs they're men, not because they're a gemini venus ))

libra moon people love teasing. some playful jokes, maybe a little bit of sarcasm in there, too

evolved leo placements will treat anyone that's close to them like family. they truly can be so warm and affectionate, but if it isn't reciprocated, they will get cold as time goes by

a Capricorn moon/ venus will NOT chase you, especially if you weren't that close to begin with. I'm not saying they don't care about rejection. They just won't... embarrass themselves like that. They can be loyal individuals, but attachment takes quite some time for them.

That's it for now! I have seen some very beautiful comments, and I would like to thank you for all your support and appreciation 🫶

[elodieunderglass]

Horses are often referred to as prey animals, but what are their natural predators?

Any large grassland predator in the biome, including humans! This is an interesting question, though, because it takes in the axes of time and space. "Wild" horses, the ancestor of domestic horses, are currently extremely rare. The only existing ones in a wild state are Przewalski's horses, also called the Takhi or Mongolian Wild Horses, which live on the Mongolian steppe. Their "natural predators" in that environment would include wolves and snow leopards (which are themselves endangered). However, it isn't an entirely natural setup; they were reintroduced to their native habitat after becoming essentially extinct, through an incredibly complex and fascinating recovery project. In the spacetime pocket in which Earth has wild horses, that's the current state of play: wild horses live in Mongolia and are occasionally eaten by wolves, but are being preserved fiercely for the benefit of humanity.

Meanwhile, we do have things like Dartmoor ponies in England and mustangs in North America and Brumbies in Australia. Dartmoor ponies aren't eaten by anything and are considered feral in the sense that they're domestic animals that live wild, but more or less on purpose, with the moor being treated as a common for keeping ponies on, and the nominal owners can just grab one if they want one at any time. Mustangs are accidental colonists of the American West. They are preyed on by wolves, cougars, and other local large predators, but are not wild. they are feral because they're all descendants of European horses and honestly, if we aren't being sentimental about it, they're invasive.

North America has not had a native population of horses since humans arrived on the continent. The facts are often associated. It is commonly held that humans, upon arriving in America, ate the native horses all up. The typical line goes that "when the first humans populated North America, they were so greedy and invasive that they overhunted most of the local large mammals to extinction". but I personally - and in an unhinged I'm-allowed-to-randomly-hold-ONE-fringe-belief-that-I-Made-up-Myself way - don't like that narrative, and there might be evidence in oral myths indicating that First Nations people at least remembered contact with horses prior to European colonisation. At any rate, there aren't wild horses on that side of the planet any more. The mustang - the most classic "wild horse" in imagination - is not wild, but is currently preyed on by everything that WOULD have eaten the OG native horses of America, minus the large predators that have gone extinct since then (sabre-toothed tigers). Whether mustangs are a nice reintroduction that adds a missing element of Horf to the landscape, or agents of ecological devastation, is kind of up in the air. But they are regularly and routinely preyed upon by the same "natural predators" as the wild cousins would have been, albeit in lower numbers. Take-home message: to visualise how interactions of wild horses with predators and the environment would have looked, mustangs are a very good model.

Going back to the "time" element, human interaction has really decreased a lot of the "natural predators" of horses; they were once preyed on by a larger variety, diversity, and number of animals. In the pocket of spacetime when wild horses were common and had a large range, there also used to be a lot more things like hyenas in Europe and Asia. Here's a diagram showing the "prey animals" and "predators" of Pleistocene Europe. Horses are on the bottom shelf on the far right, at a lower opacity, to show they're "prey animals". You can see that there was a greater diversity of predator types, while today there are usually just Your Local Wolf and Your Local Big Cat.

But this diagram puts "people" as "prey animals" - and humans are traditionally The Natural Predators of horses. Looking at that diagram, you can see that the common, smallish-but-not-too-small herd animal, whose defenses are Having Friends and Being Fast, is a delicious-looking proposition. The spectacular depictions of cave horses in Lascaux are showing our kin, but they're also showing our food.

There is a very important Middle Pleistocene site at a lake in Germany called Schöningen 13II-4, with hominin remains dating back to 300,000 years ago (!!!!!) and it's called the Spear Horizon (for the incredibly well-preserved evidence of spears) but a common nickname is the Horse Butchery Site. One of the most ancient preservations of hominin behaviour, culture, skill, tool-making - their/our priorities, their/our methodology, their/our view of the world - is a narrative of eating horse meat. And the hominins at the Horse Butchery Site did it in a way that seems quite rapacious. Entire family groups of horses, coming to the lake to drink, would be butchered at once: Persistent predators: Zooarchaeological evidence for specialized horse hunting at Schöningen 13II-4 - ScienceDirect It seems like the hominins were killing a lot of horses and not using a lot of the meat, because they wanted fat, and horses don't have much of that.

At any rate, human-shaped people and horse-shaped horses have a very, VERY long history of us eating them. WE are their natural predators. And it makes sense. Humans and Equines are all social animals of relatively small sizes and have interacted with each other for an extremely long time. We have observed them, we know them, we grew up together. For quite a lot of that history, we had a simple relationship; we ate them. Now we much prefer to ride them.

Horses have not entirely forgotten this, but appear to have largely forgiven it.

[just-a-sweet-girl]

Hi, so I wanted to ask for a scenario with Nero in DMC4, where 'YN' infiltrates the Order of the Sword (she is with Dante Trish) I'm very obsessed with this man help - requested by @al4ex

Understandable, he's just as handsome as his dad and uncle! Thank you for the request <3

Not only were you a demon hunter, but a hybrid as well. Your mother wasn't a known demon, just someone who fell in love with a man that showed her true humanity. Which led to you.

And to where you are now.

Your bottom lip was starting to sting with how much you were biting it. Being back here wasn't on your bingo list, seeing as it's been years. Things looked the same, just everyone was older.

"You sure you can handle this?"

You don't look away from the mass below. Eyes trailing over the people you had lived among once. Your name is called once, twice, before a large hand clasps on your shoulder, startling you out of your thoughts.

"I should have made you stay with Lady and Trish." Sighs Dante, a hint of concern in his voice.

"No!" You say to quickly. Cheeks feeling warm, you offer a sheepish smile to the man who had saved you as a child. "I... I can do this." He gives you a look. "I can!"

"Well, then, Kiddo." He pats your back once. "It's show time."

You hesitate. Watching as Dante breaks through the glass and lands before the man preaching. It's not until the gun shot reached your ears did you move. Falling down through the opening he had made and landing upon the desk.

It's not like this was your first demon job. Everyone made sure you were ready before any big job like this one. It's just... a little too close to home. To you, it seems you don't help much in taking down the ones guise as humans that attack. If you were to say anything on it, Dante would say otherwise.

"Kyrie!"

The name was familiar, striking up a memory. Sinning around just in time to see to booted feet smash into Dante's face. A small wince on your face at the scene. Seeing as he was alright, you look back towards who had attacked Dante and your breath left you.

"...Nero?" it's whispered, breathless. Certain no one had heard it, but then Nero looks at you. For a small moment, Dante is ignored as he sat upon the statue of Sparda, watching the scene.

Nero narrows his eyes, an emotion in his eyes appearing that you couldn't name. Did he remember you? Was he going to fight you, too if he didn't? You don't think you could fight Nero if it came to that. And lucky for you - it didn't.

"Is it really you?" He asked, taking a cautionary step forward. "You disappeared years ago, I thought that you..." He trails off. But you knew what he meant.

You give a small smile. "Yeah... Some religious group kidnapped me. Turns out, I was going to be sacrificed. That guy saved me." You said, pointing up at Dante, reminding Nero that he was there.

"So you work for him?" He tensed.

"... In a way." You reply, shrugging. You never thought about it in that way. Dante had taken you in, and with help from his friends, raised you. You only became a demon hunter because you begged him to train you.

Nero sighs, shaking his head before walking up to you. At first you tense, unsure of what he was going to do. Closing you're eyes when his hands lifted, only to be surprised when something is placed around your neck. Music playing from it.

"Hold this for me, will ya?" Nero asked, smirking when you opened your eyes. "I've got an old man to beat right quick."

Laughter bubbles past your lips at is words, looking up at Dante who gave you a playful salute. Bringing your gaze back down to Nero, you nod your head.

"Sure. Just don't get mad when he wins."

"Oh, lost all your faith in me already?" Nero shrugs, rolling his shoulders. "Guess I have to fix that." He paused, looking away from you. "Hey... be here when I get back?"

Expression softening, you nod your head. "Promise."

[fiamat12]

It's been an interesting week and I think I'm finally getting my head around it all. I think. We hadn't seen the adjacents for over a month. JD and Nic hadn't been seen together for 2, then we get a perfect opportunity for Luke and Nic to be seen together under the guise of Polin at the nominees party because let's say those obligations are still going and they still have to be careful. Easter weekend arrives and instead a Cyprus restaurant hints that Luke is there which he untags, followed by Antonia stories hinting the same which Luke has no control over.

All of the sudden the craziest articles come out, as if they were already scheduled, about Lukola's relationship and a diamond ring and a staged looking photo from the Amalfi coast restaurant that makes us think in the least we'll have a sighting of Lukola at the Bafta cocktail party. BOOM! A 180 to JD on the red carpet mismatched to Nic in tennis shoes, JD having a panic attack and N throwing up. It doesn't matter as long as we're going hard for Nic not being with Luke now and those articles and any indication of a launch being buried.

The red carpet stunt backfires except for Jakolas who don't know their heads from their asses. Luke is still there with a weak "vote for our Memorable Moment story xx". 🙄. Pissed off Lukolas, pissed off LGBT community, made an already apathetic GA confused. A double down with a Polaroid. More pissed off Lukolas. Luke goes back into silent mode until he shares a marathon photo. Odd but for charity. Oh... not so odd, Luke's back side shows up in a post marathon dinner pic with Antonia. C'mon man! At least she's looking at JV. I guess they know fans speculated about Antonia and JV so lean into that to steer them away from her being the girlfriend and counteract the Cyprus nonsense. "We're all friends here".

Fast forward to Temu Dylan (JD) helping Nicola up the stairs on the pink carpet at Cannes along with all the other girlies on the team and some bodyguards mixed in. Personal assistant? Bodyguard? Both? So this is what it feels like for a girl. And the saga continues...

Well, Anon, it wouldn't be the 1st time A tried to sabotage Lukola when things were seemingly coming to an end.... or, maybe the obligations are set to continue. I do think the marathon dinner was an obvious set-up, and I can not w/ JD. I just can not.

N's Cannes appearance was lackluster, imo. The award was nice, though. Seemed to be alot were there because of BTON... Wish she'd remember that 😕

[universalzones]

"Stop being a little-" Surge cut herself off, taking a breath before speaking again. "I'm just tired Sonic. It's been a LONG fucking day between getting my memories back, Clutch getting away, and now all this shit with G.U.N." The tenrec was reaching her limit with bullshit for the day, though that other voice in her head was somehow keeping her from just popping off and going on a rampage. Still getting used to that.

"You can't win every battle Sonic, even if you want to. Life's a bitch like that, so gotta take those loss's on the chin. You just remember what I said. Follow the map I gave ya when you get to the town and don't tell no one. Even if you want to tell Tails fucking don't. I know, it's a lot to ask. I just need something today." As long as Sonic would take Drippy to where she wanted him to Surge could at least have one win today. Even if her map was kinda shit. "Whisper knows the town I'm talking about."

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Belle knew that look, though she didn't mean any offense not telling Miles right now. "I just don't want Blaze to hear as I don't know her very well. If I have time to tell you myself I will, though I'll make sure Sonic knows he can talk to you about what I told him if I don't." The tinkerer whispered slightly mainly to let Blaze focus.

"I believe Surge meant both of their accounts on at that device. I am unsure given her way of speaking." Surge said that this was device had everything on it so assume both her and Kitsunami's story were on it. "Let us hope I am correct as I doubt we can afford to delay this any longer." The feline was correct in hearing that the General had opened up a link and it was then connected.

"Be careful with your wording General or one might mistake you for WANTING us to pick a fight, and I'm sure that's the last thing you wish." What a truly insufferable man, almost as if he was taunting them, though Blaze wouldn't play into his mind games. "Surge has agreed to turn herself in, however from statements from her, Kitsunami, Sonic, and Miles it is well established that Kitsunami wasn't involved in Surge causing chaos in that town. I'm sure security footage can prove that as well."

"As for Belle, you have no right to take her in given her being a legal member of The Restoration, having done no harm or showed any sign's of working for Eggman, and is part of Miles company. Along with her being a living being. If you wish to speak with Miles and Belle on the matter they are present and ready to do so. What I wish to discuss is how to smoothly transition Restoration members off base without causing a fight to break out."

The blue hedgehog only smiled over at Surge, as he walked toward the exit. Some things might never change and no matter how much Surge bitched--- Sonic would never change. He simply smiled at Surge and placed his hands behind his head as he moved to the exit with that whimsical smile of his. He got what she meant but some habits were impossible for him to break.

" Yea yea.. i get it, old habits--- i'll try and hold my tongue till this shit storm is over... "

Miles dropped down into the seat near belle and crossed his arms and sighed shaking his head at Sonic. Some things really never changed but, at least they weren't trying to kill each other. His tails swished as he gave a slight glance at Belle. So she confided in Sonic and not him? Why did that make him feel a little bitter? Nah he shouldn't he was sure she had her reasons. Besides they had way more important things to focus on.

" No Worries Blaze, i have the files ready for transfer, as soon as Kitsunami gives me his recording i can start the upload. So we are primed and ready! "

It was almost as if on Que that the monitor began to hum to life. The communications hub, connecting with the battle cruiser. Miles turned to his console and gave Blaze a look.

" Looks like he's on the horn already--- opening channel, the stage is yours Blaze "

The Screen flickered to life as the massive wolf's visage beamed onto the giant screen. The tall wolf was haggard looking, with that stern face like stone. Not from stress or lack of sleep but rather years of training ingraining in him that steel gaze. It was stern and cold as ice and yet there as an intellect behind that one good eye that made him possibly the most dangerous aspect of this little game.

The President was cunning, and charismatic, but Lupus? he was the kind of soldier who would kill with a word and never once show an ounce of empathy.

" Princess, are you ready to give in to our demands? or perhaps this is a gamble for more time... Or perhaps you have a more devious plan up your sleeve, i hope so--- deviations like that keep me sharp and on my toes "

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Within the office of Jewel she stood at her own Console awaiting the response from the UFN council. Bypassing the general and getting a direct line into Thawn's office. It was a bold move, and it could get turned down but she had a hunch that Thawn was to proud and full of himself to turn her call down. The moment he accepted her call, Miles program would lock the call in place and trap the general and thawn into seperate conversations!

this was her gamble!

" Ah Director Jewel, I was beginning to worry as no one had seen you since the explosion. I found it odd your subordinates were doing the negotiating... "

the screen finally flickered to life revealing the smug smile of that stag. She could see why Blaze spoke the way she did. He seemed so arrogant and cocky as if he'd already won the battle. Jewel already hated the air this man gave off but she kept her cool as she adjusted her dress and buzzed her wings and kept her serious face on.

" Yes, i was on the ship when it was attacked. Luckily i was rescued, and managed to make it back to HQ. I Apologize for not being able to speak with you sooner, but things have as you well know--- been rather chaotic... "

" I won't beat around the Bush Mr. President... We are both very busy and i'd like to resolve this as quickly as possible. So i'm sure we can come to an understanding... after all our real enemy here is and has never been one another right? "

The real battle had only just begun! she hoped Blaze was able to keep he general occupied! but as long as they were separated she was confident they could come to a reasonable outcome to this dangerous scenario!

She would do her best!

[zalrb]

So, the thing is. If I had any faith left in the writing then I would say that what happened, this betrayal, would be an opportunity for June to see firsthand the position she puts Nick in when she asks for his help, she would see the impossible decisions he has to make and how that directly puts his life in danger, she would see how her tunnel vision creates ripple effects, which is a theme with her since the first season, she would realize that in order to preserve her safety and his safety, he has to do things he doesn't want to do, like how he had to save her in 4x03. She would understand the complexity of the situation and realize that the alternative would be seeing him on the wall.

But, I don't necessarily have faith in the writing. They've been teeing up a shift in perspective from when her mother told her that she was fucking a nazi and all commanders are horrible people and the flashback scene, while lovely and really appreciated, felt elegiac and I have a sinking feeling they will make his redemption for this include his death. So, I hope I'm wrong. I do remember feeling the same way in season 3 but I have also seen shows destroy carefully constructed and earned dynamics in an episode.

[xmissrogersx]

I just know it, darlin’ | Joel Miller

tags: reader is pregnant, ellie and Joel being protective, joel being a daddy’s girl of course.

my writing is entirely my own. Any adaptation and/or copy is forbidden.

i hope you are enjoying my stories! U help me a lot if you give me a ♡! All the love.

Ellie was in her room with Dina. Both were reading old comics.

-Hey, it's great that you're going to have a sister…—the brunette said with emotion.

-Or brother, this people doesn’t wanna know it yet. But yes, it's great and everything... the wait doesn't end anymore —Ellie sighed.

-Why do you say that? María told me that a pregnant woman is sometimes more sensitive, but I don't think Paris is like that, is she?

-Well... -Ellie said under her breath, not wanting to sound too obvious. She loves the blonde very much, who looked like a motherly figure for her in every way possible.

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-Hush little baby don't say a word, papa's going to buy a mockingbird!

Paris entered the kitchen singing with a microphone, that on Maria's recommendation, the baby could hear the voices of her parents.

Joel was having his morning coffee when he heard his wife enter, and then snorted under his breath and brought his right hand to between his brows.

Ellie was having her cereal for breakfast, raising both hands to her ears and resting her head against the table.

-And if the mockingbird won't sing, papa's going to buy a diamond ring.

-Papa is going to buy 10 diamonds just to shut up that fucking bird —the girl whispered to her father, who silenced her, not wanting Paris to listen.

-What do you want for lunch today? —the young woman asked both of them.

-Whatever you want, darlin’ —Joel replied, stroking her hand, which made the girl start tearing her up.

-Oh, not again —Ellie begged. When Paris started with the "hormonal crying" session it was difficult to stop her.

-You're so sweet —between hiccups and small tears that went down her cheeks.

-Okay, I'm going, I’m late to meet Jesse.

Getting up to quickly go to the door, the blonde stopped her so she wouldn't forget her lunch.

-Thank you.

-I put you a chocolate with extra peanut that I bought the week before, you deserve it for your great first patrol, baby.

The girl hugged her as best she could because of the woman's big belly, who was already starting to cry again.

-It's okay, I'm leaving —Ellie ran to the door.

-I have to go with Tommy, beautiful —Joel announced while hugging her from behind. Paris sighed.

-It's okay... I guess you have to go, you have no choice —she walked away to start climbing the stairs slowly.

-He wants to show me the plans for the new houses...

-I know, I understand. Well, then I'll go upstairs, to our room...

While the young woman said those words, she began to unbutton her shirt, and lower her skirt, revealing a set of black lingerie with lace that made Joel not remember how to breathe.

-Do you think I should lie down and take it out? I'm feeling a little hot.

-It would be a mistake if I say no. You're beautiful, baby girl —he exclaimed with a dark look.

The blonde smiled under her breath.

-So, do you have to go with Tommy?

-Fuck Tommy.

Joel take her in his arms to go up to their room.

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Paris sat on the couch next to her husband, who was reading an old construction manual.

-Officially there are only 2 months left to meet him —the blonde exclaimed excitedly to Joel, who approached her to place a kiss on his lips, and then another on his bulging belly.

-Don't you want to the baby hear your voice? Maria said he must listen to the voices of both parents.

-Baby, I think she already listens to me without needing that thing, don't worry, the baby will know our voices.

-¿she? ¿how do you know is a girl? —Paris raise an eyebrow.

-I Just know it, darlin’ — and he relaxed, believing that he had ended the subject.

The woman nodded taking his hand, and then took the microphone again.

-Twinkle twinkle, little lamb! —Joel was startled by his girlfriend's scream.

-Paris, please don't sing anymore -he speak as wisely as I could.

-Why? —she asked surprised.

-Because... you don't sing very well, baby...

-You finally told her —a voice roared behind them.

The blonde opened her mouth in indignation, looking at her partner and daughter, to get ready to answer the accusation.

-Calm down, we don't want the baby to hear us fight. Come, let's go for an ice cream.

-How dare you, you..

-Hey, we said no fights in front of the baby.

-That's ridiculous, I'm always in front of the baby, Joel —she pointed to her big belly.

-Paris just calm down, okay? When all this is over, we will laugh at this —Ellie appeased.

-Your out-of-tune songs, your nocturnal cravings, your incessant cries... we love you, but it's already getting very unbearable —the girl listed.

-You're going through something huge, baby, it's normal. It will be over, soon —Joel finished.

The woman saw them with a grimace on her face, and then smiled falsely.

-You are two tiny little man to me right now — she approached slowly making a gesture of crushing with his fingers.- and you must leave this house to return with more respect, and a pizza!

Father and daughter were stunned, they didn't expect Paris reaction.

-Pizza sounds good —he said, cutting the silence.

-Yes, I'm hungry for pizza —Ellie replied.

Before leaving, they both walked to the blonde to kiss her on each cheek, who was with her arms crossed and with her eyebrow raised.

-With double cheese —the young woman demanded.

-Yes, darlin’ —Joel replied, and then went out the door.

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-Wow —said an amazed Dina to her friend.

-Yep, althought I partly understand her, it must be horrible to carry that heavy —the girl moved her hands to her belly.

A knock on the door made both girls scream their heads, seeing a blonde hair.

-Girls, I don't want to ruin your fun, but it's already past 10; and tomorrow you have training. Go to sleep. Ellie, you already know how your father gets.

-I already want him to be born —Ellie settled inside her sheets, to which the young woman wrapped her.

-Just like me, I can't stand not being able to see my feet anymore —she exclaimed, causing the girl a laugh.-Good night sweetheart.

-Good rest, ma —the girl replied, causing a jump in Paris heart.

Paris went out the bedroom door to see her man lying on the wall, who smiled to see her emotion.

-It's already the third time she tells me "ma" -she sobbed with joy, to which Joel took her face to bring their breaths closer and merge into one.

They moved away for lack of air, but without ceasing to look at each other with the same love they had seen for 3 years.

-You are, baby. You're her mother.

Paris felt blessed. The world would be chaos, but his world was perfect.

Hello baby girls!

I hope you have seen the references of Modern Family! Personally MF is my fav comedy series.

If you help me by sharing my story on your profiles you would help me a lot, I love writing very much, I feel that great things are coming. And with you reading my stories, the more I want to do them.

Thank you for reading!

Priscila🌸

[little-forest-goblin]

Ummh excuse me IM GONNA NEED MORE SUB FIVE CONTENT PRETTY PLEASE

Oooo im on my way my friend. Sub five content coming right up. Enjoy the show. ❤️ (Also sorry for the long wait my friend i had rewrite it cause the first darft was SHITTY. I hope you enjoy this!)

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Control

Warnings: Sub five, Bondage/binding, Teasing, Edging, Riding, mistress usage, Don reader, Degrading, Creampie, Aftercare, and words of affirmation

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Five had married you years ago. Those were the happiest days of you and his life. But being a man who showed confidence and a protective personality he still hid his own insecurities. 

Any insult thrown at him would be thrown at the perpetrator tenfold devastating their egos like it was fine china glass. That being said, he sometimes felt like an inadequate husband to you. He felt like no matter what he did or no matter how much you told him it was enough it just wasn't. 

His brain liked to fuck with him a lot. After years and years of being alone and being traumatized and being made into a killer your brain really fucks with you in whatever horrific way it can think of. Hell sometimes he didn't even know how you ended up loving him. He was a pain in the ass when you and him first met. but you loved him through it all and he is eternally grateful.

Five got off another day of work at the CIA building. Today was particularly stressful. His shoulders were tense and his brows furrowed. He, for a few weeks now, has had to lead a particularly difficult case. He was okay with keading cause it meant things would go his way but…it stressed him out. Sometimes he didn't want to lead. He didn't want to always have to be in control of things. Sometimes he wanted to let go. 

And that's where you come into play. Literally.

Currently five was kneeled before you as you sat in an armchair you and he had in the bedroom. He was naked with his hard cock protruding from between his legs standing so very pretty. He was kissing up your leg to your knee and thigh. Scars littered his body from a hard life of work and fighting. 

his eyes held submission as he opened his eyes looking up at you as you pet his head. You pulled back his hair to get a better look at his eyes. They were a soft green but darkened slightly with lust. 

He spoke up, not being able to stay silent anymore with all this anticipation. “Mistress, i need you so badly” he had said this with half of his words as a whine.

you tightened your hand in his hair pulling his head back gently making him gasp “Didn't i tell you you need to be patient? Hm? half the fun is the build up isn't it?” you said with a teasing lull of your voice. 

this made five desperate “Please mistress i can't do this. I need you now” he looked at you desperately. You looked into his eyes and you could see the absolute seriousness within them. 

“Please, y/n” he begged

you knew it was serious you nodded “Get on the bed” 

he scrambled to the bed and went and sat against the headboard. You went to the end of the sides and began to lock his wrists with a pair of soft handcuffs on either side of the board. You spoke as you did each side “You remember the color safeties right?” 

he nodded eager to say them outloud. You needed him to say it though. Though you like being in control you want him to have a safe and fun experience. “You gotta say them back to me baby”

he swallowed and didn't say anything at first until you looked at him “We don't have to do this if you don't want” your hands moved to free him which he immediately yelled a no.

“No! i-i wanna do this!” he said eagerly. His little haze of eagerness unfogging for a minute so he can think straight. “Red means I am uncomfortable and want to stop. Yellow means i'm not sure let's talk about it or take it slow. Green means im all good and ready”

you smiled “Good boy, five” you leaned down kissing him which he returned. You and his lips melted together displaying love, trust and affection.

you pulled off and panted a little catching your breath. Once caught up you looked at him “Ready?”

he nodded and eagerly waited. He watched you as you unclipped your bra and pulled down your lacy underwear making his already hard cock leak precum. God you were beautiful. 

you chuckled “someone is very happy” you chucked your items to the laundry basket. you crawled towards him on the bed coming to straddle him your pussy rubbing on his cock but never penetrating yet 

he whined and mewled like a cat in heat. He arched up and his hands struggled with the cuffs to touch you. You knew he could blink out of them if he wanted to so there were no issues.

You grinded on his cock teasing him the whole time. Making him go crazy with the feeling of your wet heat. “p-please y/n i'll be the best boy ill be so good for you” he begged and whined

you chuckled and evilly grinded down harder making a choked moan come from him. He thrusted his hips up to get more but you pulled away making him frustratedly groan.

you laughed “Somebody mad they can't get what they want? To bad baby” you grinded down on him again making him gasp and arch up.

His cock throbbed with need. A specific vein making the grinding down almost difficult for you to not just let him enter and ride him like crazy.

After a while you yourself were wet as hell making a slick noise as you grinded on his cock. You edge him like that for a long time. Bringing him to the edge and never letting him fall. It was driving him nuts. 

Eventually he couldn't take it and he blinked out of the cuffs making you gasp in surprise. He appeared behind you and grabbed you, flipping you over onto your back. His eyes are wild with need. His cock so hard and leaking came to your pussy teasing your entrance. 

he panted and looked at you “p-please baby let me fuck you…i-i need you so bad…” he begged as he looked into your eyes. Even though he was on top he was still a submissive begging slut

you smirked and kissed him deeply. He didn't protest against it. He kissed back just as deeply. you pulled back and whispered in his ear “Fuck me”

with no protest he slid inside slowly making your back arch up. He whimpered and his head fell onto your shoulder as he started pumping in and out.

Your hand went into his hair as you moaned. His whimpers could be heard and his hands slid down your body holding your hips. “Oh god you feel so good, mistress. You’re so beautiful…i can't take it!” 

you shushed him and pulled his head deeper into your neck as he planted reverent kisses and nips on it. He soothed them with licks. 

his thrusts sped up slamming into you. He pulled away and his head fell back. He swore he saw stars “Oh god mistress please let me cum”

you reached up, taking his jaw and pulling him down to look at you, giving eye contact. “Don't you dare cum yet do you hear me? don't you dare”

his cock jumped inside you at the dominance. He let out a breathy moan “bu-“

You pushed him onto his back making him gasp. You began to ride him keeping eye contact as you pinned his hands on either side of his head “I thought i was in control huh? f-fuck!” your head fell back

he whined trying to move his hands to hold onto your waist but you kept them by his head. “i-im sorry mistress p-p-please- OH FUCK!” he screamed out when you swivel your hips with a deadly combination of slamming your hips down right after.

Your legs burned from how you were working them but that chase of pleasure was phenomenal. His back arched up, his eyes shutting tight and his mouth parting. “F-fuck i cant take it mistress please!”

you chuckled dark and evilly “You wanted to act like a slut your gonna get fucked like one. Now take it, bitch”

his moans became louder. He found it so hot when you degraded him by putting him in his place. He was always the one with smart quips and always being praised at work. Sure he loved your praise but sometimes he wanted to be told he was worthless for a little bit. Hurt his ego a little and then build him back up right after.

“p-please mistress i-ill be a good boy i-i promise! please let me cum!” he groaned as he felt your pussy clench around his cock making him shudder and raise his hips up to fuck into you. 

you let out your own little moans. God he felt good. He always fills you nicely, always knowing exactly where and how you like it. you panted as you looked down at his hair in his face. Your tits bouncing in his face. It mesmerized him as he looked at them. “y-yeah you wanna cum you slut?”

he nodded desperately. He wasn't looking into your eyes as he nodded or said a word. He had to say it. You took his jaw turning his head to look into your eyes “What was that, whore?” you said with a slightly aggressive tone

he looked into your eyes with such submission pushing you closer to your own edge. “i-i wanna c-cum. I..i wanna cum inside you please please, mistress” 

you groaned as your hold fell back at the feeling of your own orgasm coming closer. “Than fucking cum” you moved your hands to his chest

That was all he needed. He grabbed your hips helping move you, easing some pain in your legs. His hips slammed into you too. He chased his own pleasure along with yours. 

your moans mingled in the room. Skin upon skin became the only music that got faster and faster till he started to stutter at the feeling of your clenching walls. He soon came inside you he whined and groaned like a puppy. He kept thrusting to get you there too. soon after you reached your own orgasm clenching him tightly milking him for what he was worth

as movement calmed you both still, panting and heavy breathing. Skin slightly slick with sweat and the room heavy with the smell of sex. 

Five’s eyes were half lidded. He reached up, taking your body and bringing it closer to his own which you happily agreed to. You laid on him. Your weight comforting him. 

for a while you laid there together before taking a shower or bath. you eventually broke the silence “I want you to know i don't think of you as a slut” you said quietly

he chuckled “You always are affirming me afterwards. You do know I know you don't think of me that way right?” 

you nodded “Yes but i always want you to know i love and care about you” 

he looked down at you and kissed you softly which you happily returned. He eventually pulled back but kept you and him forehead to forehead. “Thank you, y/n, my dear. I love you” 

you smiled and took his hand intertwining fingers “I love you to, my love” you smiled up at him. You and him went to the bathroom after to clean up. You and him cuddled up in a bathtub. Your head buried in his shoulder as the warm soapy water washed away sweat and any tension. you and him stayed like that for a while wrapped in each other's love.

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Hi i hope you enjoyed my story! Sorry this took so long and dont worry more is on the way! please do not be afraid to request story ideas! i love you be safe out there 😘 💋

[unrav3l]

okay so. my take on Majima/Goromi/the gender queer subtext of his character.

i've met with an opinion that 80's Goromi wouldn't take place because Majima's use of drag is simply comedic and provocative. i do agree that if he wanted to pull off a drag perfomrance or even simply crossdress he could do it without making it look as campy as the Goromi we meet does. however.

i'm sure as hell that there are a lot of interpretations around Majima's sexuality and gender, i personally see him just as a queer person, open to any interpretations BUT the trans aspect is growing on me A LOT. when i say trans i dont mean full ftm/mtf transition as tbh i dont really care (yet. give me some time i'll get to it) if he's an amab or afab im looking more to the gender queer aspect of the character, the man we are given on screen.

Majima has a lot of connections to both feminity and transness. his connections to womanhood being often reflected in the way he has to put on constant act and role to please others or all the times he was forced into submission. Majima learns a lot how to manipulate others handing them the leash but still being the one to lead. it's also something that i think women tend to do - giving men the feeling of power when they're actually the ones to control the situation. he's relationships with girls in Sunshine shows that he often judges the relationship between women and men from the outer perspective, like he doesn't really consider himself in any of the sides (but i guess it also depends on the answers the player chooses). of course there's also the Hannya motive, the embodient of unfiltred female rage he has carved onto his skin. he sympathizes with women a lot more than he does with men and we see that a lot.

possible take on his transness comes from the complete isolation and all the facades he puts on. a huge part of Majima's character is the way he creates his image through his body. i've spoken before about the snakeskin jacket being possible active choice to immedietly let others know he's one wild bastard but we also know that the jacket is a symbol of the mad dog, the perfectly created dehumanising persona. he let's other see what he wants them to see, he doesn't really expresses himself. we see in PYIH that he's not fond of the unnecessarily scary image and "manly man" others take him for. he's funky, he's both rough and gentle, he's queer. in this very game we can see how his body language shifted, how the way he walks changed when he's put out of that hyper manly society. goro's steps are less wide, he sways a bit, his entire walk, whole movement is more smooth.

so like. we see that it is somewhere inside of him and only when he doesn't remember he's been hiding it it actually shows. therefore what if Goromi is actually mockery of his own feelings? what if he takes drag as another way to make himself invalid, unserious and wry?

don't want to sound stereotypical but feminity is often associeted with compassion and emotions, the very things majima's facade seems to completely block out of the way. he's a man of contrast and duality, thats why i think the she side of Majima's character is actually all the repressed emotions. it's as when he's a man of Tojo he's not allowed to feel. this might be another thing leading us to why Kiryu has such a strong hold on him. cause Kazuma is affectionate, he's a caring parental figure AND the empitome of masculanity. Majima didn't have a chance to become like that probably because of the events in 1985. they peeled it off him. the hole created someone he didn't know, turned him into someone he was never supposed to be.

there goes the shaved look in PYIH being called cabaret manager make up implying there's more to it than simple lack of facial hair. something. something about fresh out of torture Majima using make up, using gender expression as the only connection to any of the feelings and emotions he had pre-hole. and something about Majima leaving it all behind after y0, after the events starting his entire negative development and mad dog persona. then again, kiwami Goromi as mockery of his trauma and dehumanisation of his true self. then again im going crazy because of him. the contrast he puts to Kiryu, the way he wants to show Kazuma this somewhat humiliating to masculanity creation that Goromi is and Kazzy being just... wow Majima i didn't know you had that in you. Kiryu is chill, he doesn't judge, he doesn't think it makes him any less of who he is. and going back to what i said at the beggining, i think that Majima could turn into the most gorgeous woman and would feel comfortable with that BUT. kiwami is imo the peak of his self destructive behavior. and i think Goromi could be read in that aspect.

i guess what i'm trying to say is i see his gender queerness as something that's very personal to him, as a bridge to all the repressed stuff he doesn't let anyone see. in the aspects of sexuality he's still very queer coded even as the mad dog but if it goes for his gender and feminine side i truly belive it touches something much more emotional and intimate.

[lady-corrine]

Your posts about Dickkory always make me have a cuteness attack. The panels you select are incredible and show how much Dickkory was just love, complicity and partnership. None of the things that DC tried to push for years (I'll criticize DC every chance I get).

It's a couple that deserves to be remembered, and you do a great job contributing to that.

I'm so glad! 💞 Honestly I am always surprised when certain people claim dickkory is only so loved because of cartoons and movies and such like, and not because of their comics, when in fact the more one reads and discovers og panels with them, the more you can see so vividly all the love between them and all the things that make them so beloved to this day.

From their panels, their body language, the open affection between them, the pure love. There is an uniqueness to them in the sense that they were written so openly romantic and passionate in a way very few, if any, other comic couples are. And I do believe the fandom and the media nowadays long for their type of love. It isn't for nothing that even today social media reffers to them as the blueprint.

Dick is so incredibly vocal with his love and admiration for her. He loves Kory with his whole heart and he will say it to the high heavens. New comics with him or other male heroes simply don't have them going this hard about their love interests anymore. It's all reduced to editorial mandates, a boring status quo that must be maintained but which amounts to no substance. It's shallow. 🤷‍♀️

I'm glad everyone still brings them up, still misses them and still wants them back. I'm glad they're still so very loved. And I'm glad if my posts do them justice even a little bit! 🫶🏻 Tysm for your ask! 🩷

[alvarutomaroto]

This is my Red dead Redemption OC, Bonnie Ringo, I'll talk very briefly about her because I've not fully thought about her story yet.

Bonnie's a very low temperament woman, she has a really hard time trusting people but when she trusts someone she's very loyal to them. She joined the Van Der Linde gang along with Micah Bell, her friend (it's very funny how she has trust issues and her most trusted person is Micah), they've known each other for years but I'm now sure how they meet each other I just know it would be interesting if they were childhood friends. Bonnie trusts the gang even tho she doesn't show it, she likes to stay isolated or with Micah the majority of times and she does not like to be perturbed (fun fact: if Arthur tries to tease her or stay by her side by a long time in the camp she might actually punch him instead of walking away, but she'll won't do everytime it really depends on how Arthur treats her).

She's a quite useful person in the gang because she's very good with fixing guns and sharpening knives, actually she does homemade knives herself who are pretty decent, Arthur could actually get those knives but he needs to gain more of her trust through the gameplay (it would be cool if there was some secondary missions with her and other gang members that would help Arthur get that) because Arthur isn't really the person she trusts the much, she trusts him the less in the gang because him and Micah don't have a really good relationship. She also likes helping Pearson in the kitchen.

Woke alert/j, Bonnie's a transwoman, the gang acknowledges that but they don't really care because they have more things to do than debate about that, they (mainly Bill) teases her sometimes but that's typical from people in that time, the big problem is that she often feels excluded from the girl's gang group even tho they don't exclude her, actually the girls often invite her to do things with them she just feels that she doesn't fit in, Bonnie often spends whole minutes looking at their dresses because she always wanted to have one but she never had the opportunity to It, she's really amazed by fashion and Arthur can hear her talking to Micah about fashion in the camp sometimes.

About the dress part, I thought it would be very nice that Arthur would be able to buy a dress for her anytime in the gameplay, after he gives it to her she would soften her mood with him a bit for the entire gameplay and she would give him one of her best knives as a "thank you", she can be seen wearing the dress at the camp when she's next to the girls.

About the Epilogue, I don't think she would appear directly in it since it's very short, she wouldn't even appear in Micah's new gang, but it would be interesting that after Arthur's death and the gang's completely downfall Micah tries to invite her to his gang, but she was so nervous and so stressed about everything that happened that she decided to give it some time, obviously Micah didn't like that one bit and he started spreading the rumor of her being trans to the entire state, that leads to her having to forcibly start using her dead name and acting like she was a cis man. (She didn't stop being trans, but she was forced to start to act like her cis gender because she was scared to be killed by some crazy motherfucker.), but she still keeps the dress that Arthur gave her.

I think she would be so devastated by it that she would end her own life before rdr1 so she won't have any appearances there but I still have to think about it.

Her horse is an Appaloosa called Micah (yes she named it after him.)

I wanted to make a rdr2 AU just to change or add things freely to give her more shine in the game's main story, I'll try to often say more things about her, I'll have to remember more things about the rdr2 lore just for me to verify myself that everything makes sense.

Excuse me for grammar errors because I didn't double read it all.

[savagewildnerness]

I personally think Devil's Minion is gonna be heartbreaking and sexy and beautiful and EVERYTHING.

Obviously, I have no idea what they'll do...

But I do know that on the TV show, exactly the same as in the books, Armand has never before made a vampire. And now he has made Daniel a vampire. I know for sure Armand would never make a vampire "in spite."

This is Armand, who for centuries kept children as little blood-bag pets. He fed from them, he fed them drops of blood too. And the children must have loved him. And they may well have reminded him of his mortal self. And then.... he killed them. He killed them because he knew they were too damaged and they could have no happy mortal life. And he would not turn them and make them what he is. And so he killed them. Armand has no problem killing. He would kill Daniel rather than turn him out of spite. He isn't turning anyone from spite. If Armand makes you a vampire, you know he loves you.

So that tells me Armand turned Daniel out of love. That's one thing we know. And it seems like Daniel doesn't know he was turned in love (so I don't know how the turning will be - I mean, I will say that book-Daniel's actual turning is I think the most beautiful turning, so I do concede that. I do wish we could see Armand give Daniel that, because if anyone doubts Armand's empathy, he literally creates a mind-paradise in which he turns Daniel. I'm crying just thinking about it.)

Anyway, maybe he'll still do that, but Daniel just doesn't know why... It could be a beautiful turning still and Daniel just doesn't know he makes it that way because he loves him?

My theory is, some Devil's Minion happened in the past, in the 1970's. And it becomes clear in the next years that Armand is driving Daniel mad. He turns to drugs and any means of escape he can and he's slipping away from life and connection with humans... and he's likely begging Armand to turn him... and it gets to a point where Daniel either already has a chance at love and marriage or Armand simply needs to give him that chance as he refuses to take his mortal life. And so Armand wipes himself from Daniel's mind.

And now, in modern day, Armand has turned the man he loves and we, as an audience will get to know that and see sensual, beautiful, terrible historic DM with Luke-Daniel and Armand driving Luke-Daniel almost to insanity, and yet the love will be its gothic epitome and they shall be soulmates.

And modern day Daniel won't know about it for some time yet and modern day Daniel and Armand will have an arc which will have so much constant yearning, as we will know all that Armand has felt for Daniel and all that he still feels for him, but Daniel won't know it and it will get so that we can almost not bear that Daniel doesn't know it and it will be emotional and terrible and achey and yearning and all of the things...

And then, one day, Daniel will have all of his memories restored (UGH, imagine if his memories aren't restored because of Armand and it is a surprise to Armand that Daniel remembers. I cry!) and then Assad-Armand and Eric-Daniel shall have the most transcendentally sensual gothic sex scenes we have ever witnessed and we shall all say ten Hail Devil's Minions and all do a sun dance at The Witches' Place in its honour.

You're welcome.

Unfortunately, this is all but the daft ravings of my unravelling mind.

But I hope it becomes REALITYYYY!!?!?!?!?!?

I know we've all been hurt by queer media and there's a lot of people out there right now who are prepared to be disappointed by the show's version of Devil's Minion, but consider this... What if they do an amazing job? What if they exceed our expectations? WHAT THEN HUH?

[multiheadcanons]

AS OF WRITING THIS, IT’S MY MOMS BIRTHDAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAX’S MOM! I LOVE YA! MERCS AND THEIR MOTHERS

scout: meet patricia, but her friends call her patty! you do not get to call her patty. patty is a woman with a good head on her shoulders. she’s just tired. eight boys will take it out of you. patricia willis is the matriarch of the willis family. nothing escapes her eye, it’s just a matter of whether or not she wants to do anything about it at that time. the woman is almost always busy, and always getting run ragged behind many grown men. this doesn’t negate her ability to have fun. with a generous sense of humor and always in search of a hearty belly laugh, things with patty can go 0-100 so fast in any and every direction. interacting with patty shows you how scout would behave if scout were a pretty woman. a glass of wine located in one hand, and her phone in the other, nobody can say this woman doesn’t work for her money. she is almost always on the phone. cutting deals, making moves, and getting people whacked. oh yeah. she’s a mob mama. she feels bad sometimes because scout doesn’t call her as often as she would like, and when he does he’s normally wanting to talk to his brothers, or his cousins, and never her. she hears that he’s doing okay. that he’s happy. that his coworkers are nice enough, and he’s making money, and he promises that he’ll come home to visit one day. but he’s always so busy. she feels she brought this upon herself. she could never give her little jer-bear the time he deserved. and he left for it. when she finally managed to track him down for a surprise visit, the team was ecstatic to meet her. and not just because she’s got mob ties. scout has mob ties and that has never made them treat him any nicer. they just wanted to see the woman who created a kid like scout. she keeps a baby picture of him in the tub in her purse, it’s her favorite thing to pull out and show people. the team does get that photo copied so they can all have one. they just love poking fun at this kid whenever they can. she is nice enough to not absolutely mollywhop spy’s shit, but the second spy catches wind of her perfume, he is off the base. he can’t be seen by her. his head will be on a platter.

soldier: meet rose marie, friends call her rosie. an older woman with a no nonsense attitude, the team didn’t get to meet rosie. they just hear of her through soldier. and when he describes her, it makes sense why he is the way he is. oddly respectful, just weird. but she sounded weird. with unconventional punishment methods, and an odd sense of morality. like her work was wrong but the answer was right, and with soldier she got... close. close to correct. but she did love her son. as far as soldier was concerned, she was the best thing in his life. he misses her.

pyro: pyro doesn't know much about their mom. they weren't really given any time to be with them. pyro remembers being bounced around from foster home to foster home, and they don't really remember who was connected to what house. some of them were nicer than others, none of them kept pyro. so at that point... they don't really feel like they had someone they could really call a mom. they remember their older sister, but the memory fades more every day. it's a big reason pyro considers the team their family. the team has never let them go, even when pyro felt like they wanted to. they like that.

demo: meet isla! a firecracker of a woman, there was never a time this woman could be considered "nice", "sweet", "soft", or really any other stereotypically motherly trait. that was the men's job, not hers. it was her job to keep the household running like a tight ship. there was no room for any more people to be easygoing in the degroot line. especially in their line of work, where laziness can, has, and does get them killed. isla is honestly not sure how tavish has survived as long as he has. don't get her wrong, she's happy for it, she loves her boy, but she wouldn't think he made it to thirty. which makes her wonder how tavish makes his money. he urges her to not think about it. he takes care of her and that's all he thinks she should be concerned about. isla does not visit. she doesn't want to attempt to traverse an airport. so demo travels to visit her. this doesn't bother demo, really. it gives him plenty of days off, which is something the rest of the team doesn't seem to do. if anyone wants to join him, he welcomes it. it is easier to handle his mother when there's more than just him there. there's more targets for his mother to focus on. not that she is a woman who is constantly on the attack, it is just difficult, especially since the loss of her vision, to remain focused on just one person, or one thing. she never really grew out of her need to be kept in the know of everything. tavish has slowly been attempting to break her of this habit.

heavy: meet olga! the team would lay their lives down for this woman. heavy does not want that. the team would immediately step to battle for olga. heavy does not want that either. olga is the favorite of the mothers. she is kind, she is humorous, yet she is a very no-nonsense woman and the team loves her for it. they love how they can really just relax around her. heavy never feels like he can relax around his mother. his hands are normally very full with the team in and of themselves, he doesn't want his mother to see that he does, what he considers, a mediocre job at reeling in seven men and a pyro. olga doesn't know the words to tell her son that she doesn't give a shit. that all she wants is for him to be happy, and healthy, and hopefully keeping his head above water. so it does bother her that he is almost always so stressed. but she knows that there isn't enough methods of relaxation in the world for her son. she is very excited for him to retire. she just wants him to relax for a moment. and as she gets to meet the team, especially out of battle, and eventually out of mann co. entirely, she does get why he's decided these people are his friends. they keep him laughing. they keep him loose. they annoy him, but annoyance isn't stress, so she doesn't mind when her son lets out an exhausted groan. she's just happy he's living what can only be considered the closest thing to a normal life he can get.

engineer: engineer misses his mom. she passed shortly after he inherited the job at teufort, and she was one of the best women engineer ever had the honor of being related to. meet lillian, though most everyone knew her as lily. she was what the conaghers called the artist. every family had to have one, and she filled that role beautifully. and dell is glad for it, because her artistic eye influenced his mechanical mind. it made him more creative. it made him think outside the box more. and most of the conaghers would admit that they are not the most out there people. they do their jobs, they do it well, and they leave it at that. but his mother made the world seem more like something to be conquered, and less like something to resist being swallowed by. and she was never unafraid to get her boots dirty. engineer spent a lot of time around his mother. at least he feels like he did. he tried to spend as much time with her as he could. he did have to spend a lot of time around his dad. so his siblings got to be around his mother more than he did. but he was grateful for any moment he got to have with her. he just misses her.

medic: meet greta! greta was always a wild woman, and you would probably never meet another woman who is as vicious, intelligent, or frankly beautiful. though, if you tell her that, she will downplay the compliments. when interacting with greta, it makes a lot of sense where the doctor gets… pretty much most of his personality. she is loud, and silly, with some of the most uncalled for questions she can come up with. and the doctor always stayed around his mother. more than his father. and then his father died and that ended the opportunity for him to come out as anything other than a male version of his mom. greta, according to all who interact with her, is a wildfire of a woman with an imagination bigger than she should be handling, but dammit does she have a hold on that brain of hers. she is fairly certain she would lose her head despite it being attached to her neck. they have the same smile. along every wall in her home are photos of her two favorite men. professional photos of her husband (god rest his soul), her son’s many degrees and educational accolades, as well as some news clippings of the start of his life of crime. she thinks he looks very handsome in his mugshots! on the mantle of her home is her husband’s ashes. she misses her husband every day. but she gets to look at her son and see him, as well. he looks an awful lot like him. greta is beloved by the team. they don’t get to see her often, as the doctor usually goes to visit her, but greta being on the base is grounds for many bad decisions and fun stories. and she’s a beast in the kitchen. and the doctor is in much better spirits with his mother around! though, depending on your relationship with the man, could be just as much of a bad thing as it is a good thing. she loves watching her son work! she will tell him she never had a chance to accomplish the great things he does. and he hates when she speaks of herself that way. they don’t argue, and the doctor is more than happy to help tell a few stories of his childhood.

sniper: i don't think that snipes' parents have canon names, so i'm gonna give her one. meet jane! always known as a kind woman, mick was the best thing that ever happened to her, and she's not ashamed to admit that! the sudden appearance of a child in her life allowed her to truly shine as the homemaker she not only wanted to be, but was essentially destined to be. she had a tight hold on the mundy household, and ensured it ran as smoothly as any household with a rowdy, random boy crashed into. objectively the nicer and more supportive parent between her and her husband, it did turn snipes' into a mama's boy. he adores his ma. he would do anything for her, and if his parents were coming for a visit (which is very rare because sniper didn't think he would be able to explain everything) everyone takes off. they will not battle, just so sniper doesn't have to do too much to keep his parents both comfortable and out of the know. she thinks the team is... odd. but they're nice enough to her boy. so she doesn't really care. as long as they're looking out for him, she doesn't mind the team at all. and they adore her. they think she's funny, and truly just a doll. jane gives away that snipes likes to bake. she forces him in the kitchen to help her out, and it hits the team like a train that all of the pastries are normally him. they almost wonder how they didn't figure that out sooner, it's not like he's great at pretending.

spy: spy doesn't speak of his family often. what he's mentioned offhandedly, that the team has bothered to remember, is that his mother was a very mild mannered woman. usually quiet, and never showing herself, at least to spy, to be a woman of a rough nature, she was the softest experience spy ever had. and he didn't want to experience anything softer. his mother was a kind woman. a sweet woman. a motivated, and motivating woman. she was a good person. a hard worker, and a respectable lady. she passed shortly after spy became an adult. he thinks of her often. but who wouldn't?

[arofishskull]

I rewatched Captain America: The Winter Soldier recently and then I went on ao3(and tumblr) and found that there are some common misconception about how the winter soldier functions in the mcu: It seems that a popular interpretation is that he was supposed to be this unfeeling, unquestioning assassin who is more robotic than human and also that he's completely at the bottom of the hierarchy, at least in the most extreme version of this interpretation.

This is not how he is portrayed in the movie. In the movie he very clearly has and expresses emotions and not just when coming to face Steve. He was very clearly angry when Natasha's bullet cracked his goggles during the highway fight. His expression was angry when taking the cracked goggles off and then he went after Natasha rather than Steve, the actual super soldier. During the highway scene he was also giving orders to the soldiers he was with during that whole segment. The fact that he's allowed to feel things and question things is only undermined in the exact scene where his emotions and memories get suppressed after fighting Steve: He doesn't get electricuted immediately upon lashing out. For one, this shows that no one in this room might have the authority to do so before Pierce arrives. It also shows that lashing out occasionally is expected behavior that can be worked around without immediate punishment. Pierce slaps him, sure, but that was his third attempt at getting Bucky's/the Winter Soldier's attention in that scene. Bucky was zoned out, Pierce asked him for a mission report, and then looked him straight into his eyes to get his attention. The slap was the last resort to make him snap out of it. Bucky then spoke freely, asking about Steve, seemingly without fear of any consequences. This scene also shows that the Winter Soldier has own opinions and (the illusion of) will: As part of an attempt to make him cooperate with the plans ahead he spoke directly to him of how the winter soldier shaped the history of the past century, and that his actions were a good thing. Bucky was only put under after this attempt to appeal to his senses and opinions because, rather than answering anything else, he said "but I knew him" for the third time. Insisting that the Winter Soldier knows Steve is the only thing he says during the entire scene. All of this indicates that HYDRA not only tolerated, but maybe even encouraged emotions and opinions as long as they were benificial to their cause. They heavily manipulated it with their brainwashing but it's undeniable that these parts of him were there and accepted as part of him. Pierce was the only one who ever laid a hand on him and while the other soldiers were pointing guns at Bucky after he lashed out, this was a reaction rather than something they do by default. They have permission to shoot if he becomes a threat but nothing fully implies authority over him. The only person we know has direct authority over Bucky in the movie is Pierce. While I'm talking about fandom misconceptions about him in the mcu: Nowhere is it implied that Bucky and the Winter Soldier are two different entities. Current Bucky talks about the Winter Soldier as a different entity but this is more him trying to seperate his current personality from how he used to be, it's not literal. Bucky remembers everything the Winter Soldier does even if his memories are temporarily suppressed by the electric shocks and after snapping out of his programming getting triggered. He also isn't illiterate in regard to modern electronics: This man could remote drive a car with a tablet without issues and he was able to fight a modern technology SHIELD jet. He's not good in the social aspects of living in the modern times but he's not struggling with technology. I don't want to step on anyone's toes with this post, fan fiction can be and include whatever you want it to. With the way people often write him and talk about him I just felt like a lot of misconceptions became fanon when canon fully contradicts the fandom interpretation of the character and I wanted to refresh people's memories. (Sorry if some sentences are wonky, I didn't beta read the post before posting)

[casscainmainly]

Hi Hi! Um, I'm wondering if Tim and Cass are actually close in canon? I know they're both close to Steph (and Kon I guess), but I don't even really remember the two of them interacting very much, especially not one on one. Is there a comic where they're close or do people just headcanon them being closer because of Steph?

Hi!!! Tim & Cass are maybe not as close in canon as some fanon makes out, but it's definitely not a fanon-only thing!! Tim is inarguably the brother Cass is closest to (with Duke a runner-up). I made a post here about what Tim means to Cass which includes quite a lot of their one-on-one interactions, but for convenience here are some Tim-Cass essentials!!

Batgirl (2000) #18: Besides some interactions in NML, this is the start of their relationship and it's really nice! We get the iconic 'I grew' and the end sees them deciding to become friends :). This is before Cass + Steph have their first meaningful interaction so it's interesting for that reason too.

Batgirl (2000) #31-2: This is not actually important to Tim-Cass because, as you point out, they're not one-on-one here, but it is a fun crossover and you get Connor and Steph!! There's one moment where Steph calls Cass weird and Tim goes "Spoiler!" that I find really adorable so worth checking out.

Robin/Batgirl: Fresh Blood: The Tim-Cass comic of all time. These four issues are probably what most people imagine when they think of Tim and Cass, and for good reason! It's a great encapsulation of how much they respect each other and how fundamentally different they are. Also shows how Steph is an important part of their relationship to each other, even when she's not around.

Batman Allies: Secrets & Origins #1: An epilogue to Fresh Blood that has some really important insights into Tim & Cass' diverging views on Bruce. Once again we see that they care about each other, but the spectre of Stephanie (and Bruce honestly) continues to haunt their relationship. Actually chef's kiss really interesting this one is HIGHLY recommended!

Red Robin #17, 25: Besides Fresh Blood, #17 the most important issue in the Tim-Cass experience. At a time when Cass was shunted off to Hong Kong and Tim was isolating himself, it's lovely they kept a connection to each other. Tim giving Cass the Black Bat outfit + Cass accepting is highly meaningful, and this is definitely the highlight of the Black Bat era. Except for...

Gates of Gotham #1-5: This comic!!! AGH!!! Though it focuses more on Cass-Damian, this comic has lovely lovely Tim-Cass moments as well, and you can really see that Tim is the person Cass feels closest to in this moment.

I think that's all for pre-52 besides Batgirl (2008) where Tim defends Cass from Dick (don't really recommend it as a story in itself, but it's got some moments)! In Rebirth we also have Tynion's Detective Comics (2016), though Tim-Cass is really not a focus. Any one of these comics shows the strength of the Tim-Cass relationship - they aren't as close as Cass' relationships to Babs, Steph, Bruce/Tim's relationship to Dick, but they are definitely important to each other!

[purplemoonfox]

On and in defense of Commander Fox and the Corries, and why I think they were set up to fail

Summary at the bottom because I like to go on.

Things we know for sure about clones and Fox and the Corries in the strictest canon sense (which ain't a lot):

1. They are stationed on Coruscant.

That is definitional, now remember what Coruscant is.

2. They have no Jedi in charge of the Guard, they report directly to Palpatine.

Although I adore the fanon that Quinlan Vos is their Jedi, it’s not canon.

3. Clones love their brothers dearly.

That is almost without exception, even the clones we see acting against the Republic (hi Slick) at least believe they were acting in their brother’s interests.

4. They seem to accrue extra responsibilities as the war goes on, up to the point of being the ones we see Palpatine with in ROTS.

Even if they don’t, the idea of a law enforcement/military unit answerable only to Palpatine is a shit idea. There’s reasons people worry about accountability in real life, and sneaky little shits who act all nice and innocent at first but eventually show their true colors once they have power in the bag is one of them.

These are all very obvious.

In very short terms, it's very likely Palpatine uses the Coruscant Guard to sow public dissatisfaction.

And all those that hate Fox fall for it by proxy, because I think you're essentially seeing of him (and the Guard, and by extension the clones) what Palpatine wants the public to see and think of clones.

The Coruscant Guard are probably the most consistently accessible and visible of the clones in the galaxy to its biggest cultural and political hub. Most of the time the 501st or 212th or any other seems to drop in, fights a battle, and apparently fucks off afterwards? Obviously, planets like Ryloth have a stronger personal connection--some GAR contingent seem to have been there practically the whole damn war and Howzer was obviously very familiar with the Syndullas, and they with him (and look how personable Howzer is, and how quickly and somehow easily he extricates himself from the rationale clones held about their orders; maybe it makes sense to think of it like how leaving your little hometown where everybody thinks the same affects a person)--but otherwise I feel like the clones, to the rest of the galaxy, are (expensive) theoretical constructs.

The vast majority of the public aren't likely to have any personal experience with a clone, let alone a develop personal rapport with one, unless they happen to go to specific places like 79s where they can be found, and that still doesn't necessarily lend itself to extended relationships since most of the clone patrons would only be on Coruscant temporarily. Some fics portray clones as being refused entrance to establishments (especially later in the war when people were protesting clones themselves) or restricted in where they can go (like grocery stores, etc.). I think that's plausible, even realistic--but it doesn't seem to be a focus of canon aside from showing some protests so I'll let it alone.

What we know of that IS canon is that clones aren't allowed to even think about having families or doing anything with their lives besides being soldiers (even though all of them have thought about it, even just secretly; I'd wager that all of them have secret dreams they don't share); it's against regulations as we see with Cut Lawquane in season one of TCW. So to effect this, clones are probably actively or passively discouraged from forming close friendly relationships with anyone who isn't a clone and who they have no reason to be speaking with—aka most people besides Jedi (and if the fanon can be believed, if decommissioning/euthanization is a concern, they would have the motivation to avoid even the perception of such a relationship). Obviously there are going to be exceptions, but you can scrutinize a stable population a lot better than an itinerant one.

The point is, if your only tangible frame of reference is a rigid hall monitor that doesn't demonstrate much of a personality (even though clones have real, complex personal lives beneath that surface) and is behind a faceless mask--and we see so little of the Guard that what exists of their personalities is, let's be real, nearly all fanon--then you never really have a chance to acquire a sense of their humanity, and a strict enforcement of regulations tends to breed resentment in a population for whom strict adherence to regulations isn’t normalized. There will be cultural differences in play.

This is not the clones' fault, they neither asked to be created nor put into this position, they’re only doing what they’ve been asked to do, but it plays directly into Palpatine's goals.

Moving on.

Sure, the Guard answers to Palpatine in the chain of command, and we see them actively serving him in ROTS, but Palpatine definitely isn't doing shit for fuck for the Guard's administration in a daily sense, so Fox basically runs that whole bitch by himself in every practical sense--a clone, with no rights of his own, considered property, in a situation increasingly hostile to him and his.

Now let's think about the clones we see: as far as we can tell, clones' social lives are largely insular. They mostly see and talk to each other, and that's not necessarily by nefarious design (as discussed above), that's just what happens (military people tend to hang out with other military people, that’s just how it is; you’ll spend most of your day around other military people, most likely stationed in a place you’re not so familiar with that it’s easy to do anything else). Remember: we as viewers get access and insight that people in-universe don't.

And, significantly:

The Corries do not have a Jedi. The Jedi see value in their lives beyond their merely being expendable, faceless, and unthinkingly obedient droids wearing flesh, this point was made multiple times--and the Jedi are able to walk the line between orders and the bigger picture, which rubs off on the men they lead. Go watch Nala Se’s (bitch can catch these hands) comments about the Jedi’s influence on the clones when she’s speaking to Dooku.

I can see leaving the Corries without a Jedi being another saccharine, oh-so-magnanimous moment from Palpatine (he has so many of these) in the vein of expressing confidence in the clones' capability and in being very undemanding of the Jedi, in order to “free up” Jedi (whom he so totally trusts) to fight the war…but in effect leaving the Guard without anyone familiar with Coruscant and equipped to play referee with the environment and peoples they're bound to serve, and with no one batting in their corner or showing them any other way to exist and think.

On a side note:

Fox is an interesting clone commander anyway, not least because he doesn't have a Jedi to bounce off of. In a sense, whether or not Fox had his chip activated, we’re probably seeing how a clone commander was originally going to behave on their own initiative: see problem, address problem, think no more deeply than that. The Kaminoans did not want creative thinking in the clones. The clones were trained to fight the enemy they’re pointed at with singleminded intent, it stands to reason that that straightforward directness would transfer to other instances which might have been more kindly served by a different mindset. Their mindset isn’t even like a real life military where you’re still obligated to think about the nature of what you’re ordered to do—just following orders hasn’t been a valid defense since 1945.

TBH I've got a lot to say about fandom, the fetishization of actual violence through the lionization of fictional violence (although I don't think that fictional violence breeds actual violence; rather, I think people who were already interested in it go looking for things they think reflect their beliefs), and why we even have war crimes as a concept (and the absolute ignorance perpetrated by an increasingly illiterate populace), but...

I digress.

You cannot claim to have sympathy for clones without acknowledging their humanity and that includes for the ones who didn’t have the chance to grow beyond the limitations built around them. It was awful that Fox killed Fives, but it’s a tragedy like so much else in this franchise, not proof that Fox is awful. Part of the horror of what we see everyone go through in clone wars is how many times Palpatine’s plans almost derail but it never happens.

If your complaint is that Fox didn’t think any more deeply than what was right in front of him in the moment, remember that that’s exactly what’s been expected of Fox and all other clones: obey orders, and it’s not their role to determine what those orders are. Abstractions are for those who are not expendable, made to die. Orders are orders, and good soldiers do what again? He quite literally all but says “my opinion doesn’t matter” when he tells Ahsoka that he doesn’t blame her for (apparently) killing Letta, but she’s under arrest anyway.

Fox is put in a position of having to wield authority in a very different way than any other clone commander, has no direct support from or evident collaboration with the one group of people who generally see clones as living beings worthy of compassion, and deals with the public while having been trained to lead a war campaign. His is a war of attrition, not dropping in on a planet and fighting a battle, and he’s responsible specifically to Palpatine, who is literally the big bad. Fanon tends to think that Palpatine either activated his chip early or tortured him; honestly either one tracks, it's Palpatine after all--and in two major instances, we don't see what Palpatine says, to Fives or to Fox--but the fucker is a masterful manipulator so anything and everything is still on the table.

But in the midst of all this, because clones aren’t unthinking or unfeeling, and the dissonance is tragic but not absent:

Clones do give a shit about their brothers. Fox is no exception; he's audibly upset when he asserts that Ahsoka killed three troopers. And the immediate order to shoot to kill is pragmatic--he only issues it after he believes she was willing to kill clones to escape. That’s a fair order; if she’s willing to kill clones as he believes she did, then his men should at least be able to defend themselves as well as they can. See issue, address issue.

I mean. Shit, he doesn’t stick around after he shot Fives; we see his face once and that is not a triumphant posture. If he wanted to gloat or be an asshole about it he had the chance. Rex probably would've gone for the throat, but he had the chance.

The way he dies also suggests this. He could have thrown somebody else under the bus--called the men who fired on Vader defective, shifted blame somewhere else, somehow. He did not. There was one thing Fox ever had control over in his life, and that was how much he let anyone else take the fall. Hell, his answer wasn't even that bad, but Anakin (who is on my permanent shit list for not putting two and two together from the Sifo-Dyas reveal and what Fives told him earlier) probably did have it out for him, because Vader is an asshole. He's a Sith, it comes with the territory.

So, to summarize:

Clones are trained from decanting to do as they're told regardless of their personal feelings, and Fox in nearly so many words states that he acts regardless of his personal feelings. He is not likely to be in a position where he's shown a different way to behave, or interact with anyone that does anything but reinforce that expectation.

(Side note, I feel like Palpatine would have a great time tormenting Fox by sending him off to do shit he personally disagrees with but is technically correct according to the letter of the law..................)

Fox essentially is on his own in an environment unlike what most clone commanders deal with that he probably wasn't trained to understand much of (cultural understanding is important); it's rather likely the Guard hews very close to their training because of that. They'll stick to what's familiar and what's expected of them as they understand it. That is a very normal human response.

Leaving the Corries without a Jedi means that, as well as lacking anyone who sees them as individuals worth more the money it cost to make them and who treats them as such, they lack a go-between and likely familiarity with the population they're policing but are subordinate to, legally speaking, as clones are seen as government property, not people. This is going to breed resentment; somebody is going to bitch that no clone has the right to do bla bla bla.

The vast majority of the galaxy is going to take cues from Coruscant whether they like admitting it or not. If Coruscant has a bad impression of clones, then the vast majority of the galaxy—for whom the clones are (expensive) theoretical constructs—will have a bad impression of clones. Clones may not be in a position to pursue close relationships with someone not in their near orbit, and may be likely to actually avoid them because of regulations.

The vast majority of the galaxy would likely see them as unthinking, rigid hall monitors (whereas non-clone troopers, stormtroopers, think for ourselves and we wouldn’t act that way..........).

Which all gives Palpatine an excuse to give in soooo magnanimously to the public's demands to stop using clones as troops.