#I'll try tagging the most important characters in a rant from now on

[osc-confessions]

At the start I really didn't like Tacophone/Tacomic, but I really didn't find them bad. Until I started seeing the content that everyone did of them and how they portrayed them, then I started fucking hating them.

This might be because I am a hater or something, or because I am a bit of a bitter asshole, but their whole relationship is basically around Taco manipulating Mic and using her as a tool. "But they seemed to have fun", Taco was focussing in the game, Microphone genuinely thought she had a friend, it's different that way. There has been many times where Taco overstepped Mic's boundaries or even PUSHED THEM away for her to comply to their plan, such as the taser thing, the whole MePad and saving Fan, HOW TACO SUGGESTED MIC THAT THEY SHOULD LET KNIFE FUCKING DIE,

Even Mic herself realizes that what Taco did to her was incredibly messed up! Like! SHE EVEN COMPARED IT TO WHAT HAPPENED TO PICKLE! Ohhhh but the fandom isn't talking about that, because they were still friends and Taco actually enjoyed being around Mic- yeah, do you know with whom else Taco enjoyed being around before her true colors were shown? With Pickle.

It doesn't exactly matter either if Taco regrets everything she did to Mic as well. Like. Look at Pickle. He has been receiving, and most likely still does receive, letters from Taco, probably from her apologizing and like, it's not just one letter, it's many of them. They still kept on going. And he's not interesed in the slighest.

Heck, Mic LEFT the game because she was scared of what Taco could do, she even warned Knife, the only person that believed in her and her closest friend, about her.

I have many more reasons as to why I just generally don't like them but we need less sugarcoated stuff when it comes to them. Like.

Dude.

Anyway finishing this with a small fact that people should realize too cuz I think of it a lot:

Mic went against Taco's manipulation and tricks only when it came to Knife. Like. That's her guy. And Knife broke his promise of not getting involved with anyone just because of her and kept on defending her.

anyway i really just don't like tacomic shotout to mic and knife they went through hell for eachother

When it comes to Inanimate Insanity's portrayal of potentially toxic relationships, the writers do a weird thing sometimes where they walk the line in order to further the amount of drama in the season. I think that's what's happened here in addition to with Nickel and Balloon in season 3.

A lot of fans see them as a good relationship, and you as a bad one, because you're picking up on different conflicting themes the show has laid down. Which isn't saying that either of you are wrong - because there is validity in both perspectives - but this discourse is very much a result of the way the show is written. That's the only thing I wanted to point out; everything else you articulated really well.

I'll also upvote Mic and Knife 4ever they are the greatest underrated duo. Truly

[vilevenom]

I wrote a part two to "Made to Worship at Your Bed" that no one asked for, lol. Also, I got tired of working on it, so idk if it's as good as the first one. But, I tried! Like before, this fic is EXPLICIT. I ain't your mama, but make good choices.

With My Mind He Runs

Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog (no specific media)

Pairing: Sonic/Shadow

Summary: Sonic was used to Shadow being in a foul mood, but perhaps...perhaps he had a way he could fix that.

WARNINGS: Explicit sexual acts. Characters are depicted as ADULTS

P.S - If you want a full list of tags, I'll be posting this on AO3 shortly

Sonic sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping as Shadow stormed into the kitchen.

Date night had become a more regular occurance after their first proper one, with Sonic making an effort to clear his calendar at least once a month, and Shadow purposefully booking days off from GUN. Of course, it wasn't always a guaranteed thing, with Eggmans attacks being unpredictable, and GUN sending Shadow off on missions here and there, more often than not without warning. However, the two made a concentrated effort to spend more time alone together.

Tonight was supposed to be one of those nights, with Tails having a sleepover at Charmy's, so the hedgehogs could have the house to themselves. Sonic had even made a point to get ingredients for home made pizza, since Shadow had complained only the week before about how all the hero seemed to eat were premade foods from the convenience store and chili dogs. He wanted to show Shadow that he could cook, he just never felt the urge to. Unfortunately, it would seem that whatever GUN mission the hybrid was coming off of had put him in a foul mood, which would likely sour his demeanor for the rest of the evening. It wouldn't be the first time it had happened, and most likely wouldn't be the last. But, by this point, Sonic liked to think he was relatively well versed in how to deal with Shadow when he was in a mood. He'd adopted a rather simple tactic for it, really.

Just let him rant.

"…And then he had the audacity to tell me that I��was wrong!" Shadow snarled, setting the table more aggressively than was strictly necessary. Sonic was fairly confident that the plate Shadow had just set down was cracked from how hard he'd slammed it onto the table, but he wasn't about to make a comment when the hybrid was so riled up.

"Mmm, that sucks, Shads," Sonic hummed, absently twirling the pizza cutter between his fingers, before slicing into the steaming hot pie.

"And that wasn't-!" Shadow started, his quills bristled in anger, before he visibly deflated, catching Sonic's eye as he slipped on oven mitts to bring the pizza to the table. "It wasn't even the worst part of my day," he finished, much quieter than before.

"…Shadow?" Sonic approached slowly, setting the pizza on the table softly before turning to the darker hedgehog with a look of concern.

"I…This is going to sound so petty," Shadow groused, rubbing his hands over his face, "But, Commander Tower, he…When I got back from my mission, after the debrief, he wanted to speak with me. It was nothing important, or even really relevant to GUN. He just wanted to talk. I guess he's trying to make reparations for how awful he was as a child." He snorted quietly, moving around the table to sit as he scooped up a piece of pizza and set it on his plate. "It was awkward and stilted, but I thought it was going relatively fine. That was, until he started talking about being on the ARK…He brought up Maria. I made an excuse to leave."

"There's nothing wrong with avoiding conversations you don't want to have," Sonic reassured with a shrug, snagging his own slice of pizza and sitting down.

"I know that. But…The way he spoke, it made me feel like I should have moved past it by now," Shadow growled, glaring down at his pizza as if it had offended him, "It's like he forgets that while he's had 50 years to work through what happened, I've only had a couple. And it's not like I can even really get mad at him, because I think he's genuinely trying to be better. It's…frustrating." With that Shadow took a vicious bite of his pizza, glaring at the plate while he chewed, only to perk up a moment later. "This is very good. Did you actually make this, or did Tails and you're just taking the credit?"

"Nice avoidance tactic there, Shads," Sonic snorted, arching a brow at the hybrid, who looked a bit sheepish at being caught out. "I did make it, thanks. Glad you're enjoying it. I do happen to have some culinary skills. Had to feed Tails and I somehow, y'know. Now, as for Tower…have you tried talking to him?"

The dark hedgehog snorted loudly, taking another vicious bite of his pizza. "Ah, yes," he spoke around his mouthful of food, "Let me just have a heart to heart with the man who, the last time I can recall seeing him as a child, called me a freak and ran off yelling about how I needed to stay away from him." He finished chewing and swallowed his bite. "The man who is now my boss, and runs the military. Yes, let me just make some tea and have a little chat with him about how I still get nightmares about the ARK raid, and have panic attacks over it. That sounds like a fantastic time," he bluntly stated, offering Sonic nothing but a deadpan stare.

"Hey! It was just a suggestion. You don't need to get all snappy about it," the hero scoffed, leaning back in his seat to rock on two legs as he ate his own slice.

Shadow opened his mouth as if to speak again, scowl on his face, before obviously thinking better of it and slumping down in his seat with a sigh. "I'm sorry," he muttered, setting his half eaten pizza back on his plate, "I shouldn't be taking my frustrations out on you. It's supposed to be date night, and I'm ruining it."

Sonic let out a breath, tossing the last bit of his own slice into his mouth, letting the front legs of his chair hit the kitchen floor with a resounding thump. "It's okay, Shads," he hummed, offering the other a lopsided smile, "You needed to vent. It's not my favorite activity, but I get it."

"I shouldn't be venting on date night," Shadow grumbled, shaking his head slightly while offering Sonic an apologetic look. "I am sorry. I shouldn't come straight here after work when I'm frustrated. I need to find a way to cool off, so I don't do this again." He let out a slow breath, "I wish I could get out of my own head, sometimes…"

At that, Sonic's ears perked forward, a little gift he'd had stashed in his room for a few weeks now jumping to the forefront of his mind. "Well," he hummed, sucking on his teeth for a moment, before shooting Shadow a sly little smirk, "I may have an idea about that? A way for you to maybe get out of your own head, and make it up to me?"

Canting his head in curiosity, Shadow arched a brow. "Oh?"

"Mhmm," Sonic bounced up from his chair, offering Shadow a hand, "You interested?"

"Intrigued, at the very least," the hybrid hummed, taking Sonic's hand and allowing the hero to pull him from his seat and lead the way upstairs to his bedroom.

Upon entering his room, Sonic shut the door and leaned on it for a moment, taking a deep breath, before crossing the room to his bedside table and digging into one of the drawers, all while trying to ignore the curious set of red eyes watching his every move. Once he found what he was looking for he stood with his back to Shadow, suddenly very much doubting if this was really an appropriate time to give it to the hybrid as a sudden case of nerves froze him to the spot.

"Sonic?"

"Right! Yeah," Sonic coughed, hiding his gift between his hands as he turned to Shadow with a nervous grin. "Okay, first just let me say, you are totally allowed to punch me through the wall if you think this is inappropriate, or if you think it's weird," he rambled a bit, before spreading his hands, allowing a thick red ribbon to dangle from his fingers, a shiny gold pet tag hanging from the center. He watched Shadow's gaze snap to the tag, anxious nerves making him fidget where he stood. The two of them had experimented with different sexual acts a few times since that first fateful date night, when Shadow had unintentionally dropped into subspace, but it hadn't really happened again since, and they hadn't really spoken about it, either.

"Is that…?"

"It…it's a collar and tag," Sonic admitted, staring down at the ribbon instead of continuing to watch Shadow's reaction, mouth running away on him, "I know we haven't really talked about that night, but…I haven't been able to stop thinking about it, if I'm being honest. I read that usually submissives buy their own first collar, and it's this whole thing if a dominant buys a collar or whatever, so this isn't exactly, y'know, by the book, or proper etiquette or whatever…Which is why I just got a ribbon! Because, well, I thought that if this was something you really liked or wanted, we could look for a proper one together. The tag doesn't have anything on it, either, since I didn't know if you were really serious before, about being called a 'pet'. So, uhm-" He gasped as suddenly Shadow was inches from his face, bright red eyes boring into his own.

"Yes."

"Wh-huh?" Sonic grunted as Shadow pressed a rough kiss to his lips, before turning his back to the blue hero, his tail wagging faster than Sonic was confident he'd ever seen it go before. "D'you want me to…?"

"Yes," Shadow shot him a look over his shoulder, relaxing his quills so Sonic could get closer without fear of stabbing himself while maneuvering the ribbon.

"Oh," Sonic breathed, truly not having expected to get this far. He quickly shook himself from his stupor to carefully untangled the ribbon from his fingers, reaching around Shadow to wrap it neatly around the hybrid's neck. He was careful not to tie it too tight, but tight enough that the little gold tag nestled into the top of Shadow's white chest fluff. Once satisfied he stepped back, chewing on his lip as he watched Shadow's reaction to the simple, light collar.

Hesitantly, the hybrid lifted his hand to touch the tag, gazing off into the middle distance as he traced his fingers over the simple circular shape. After a moment, his attention flicked to Sonic, eyes focused once more, though his gaze was softer than before. "How does it look?"

"So pretty," Sonic couldn't help but coo, a dopey little smile on his face, "It suits you." He didn't miss the pleased smile Shadow tried to hide by turning towards the mirror on the back of the closet door, nor the way the hybrid's muzzle flushed pink. Slowly, he walked up behind Shadow, who was tilting his head this way and that in the mirror to see how the collar looked at all angles, gently placing his hands on the black hedgehog's shoulders. "Do you like it?"

It took a moment, but finally Shadow offered Sonic a tentative little smile, resting his hands over the hero's with a short nod. "I do."

"I'm glad," Sonic hummed, pressing a kiss to the side of Shadow's muzzle. "I sort of agonized over giving it to you for a little while now."

"I couldn't imagine why."

"Oh, no? Mister shoot first, ask questions later? Couldn't imagine why I, a hedgehog that has seen the bottom side of your air shoes more times than I'd like to admit, would have trouble getting up the courage to offer you a collar? Really?"

"Point taken," Shadow said with a quiet chuckle, letting his hands drop to his sides. He watched himself in the mirror for another beat or two, before turning in Sonic's hold, dislodging his hands. "What now?"

"Now we discuss a few rules, and then I had an idea for a nice little test run."

"I assume you're referring to 'do's and don'ts', as well as a safe word?"

"Pretty much," Sonic shrugged, "I figured we could work with the stop light system for now, instead of a safe word? Since we're just starting out, and I wanna keep tabs on how you feel about things."

"Green for good, yellow for slow down, and red for stop?" Shadow rattled off quickly, surprising Sonic for a moment, before he recalled the black hedgehog mentioning that he had done a lot of reading before their first time about being a submissive.

"Yup! That's right. And then hard rules; do's and don'ts. Personally, I'm down for pretty much anything, though I draw a hard line at bathroom stuff. You?"

"Ah," Shadow faltered, looking a bit flustered as he absently fiddled with the tag on his collar, "I'm not sure?"

Sonic clicked his tongue quietly, rolling his eyes at himself. "Right, duh. Kinks aren't exactly something you've got a lot of experience with. Uhm…how about we stick with no pain for now, yeah? No hitting, scratching, slapping, etcetera. Judging from the last couple of times we've had sex, you respond better to praise anyway, so I'll stick with that. Does that sound good?"

"Yes?"

"That sounded more like a question, Shads," Sonic scolded lightly, reaching out to take the hybrid's hands, "If we're gonna do this, you've gotta be sure. I don't want to hurt you."

"Right. You're right," Shadow murmured, giving Sonic's hands a gentle squeeze, "Those terms sound agreeable to me."

Sonic snorted a quiet laugh, grinning and bouncing on his toes a bit as he leaned in to press a kiss to Shadow's lips, his tail whipping back and forth behind him. "Perfect," he sighed into the hybrid's mouth. "One last quick thing…you can call me whatever you want, but I'm gonna either call you by your name, or pet. Maybe babe or baby, we'll see. That sound okay?"

"That's fine…Can I call you 'sir'?"

"Fuck, Shads," Sonic groaned, a visible shiver going up his spine, "Yeah, you can definitely call me that. Now…go take off your clothes for me, and get on your knees next to the bed."

Shadow watched Sonic for a moment, obviously having a brief internal debate, before he licked his lips and began to move with a quiet, "Yes, sir."

Sonic watched as Shadow slipped his shoes and socks off near the bedroom door, before taking his gloves off and setting them on the hero's desk. He then shot Sonic one last questioning glance, before gingerly settling himself on his knees with an encouraging nod from the blue hedgehog. "Already such a good boy," Sonic praised, kicking off his own shoes and socks, while tossing his gloves aside with far less delicacy than Shadow had exercised with his own clothes. He then trotted over to the bed and sat down on the edge, nudging the hybrid's knee with his toes to get Shadow to turn towards the bed. "There we go. Perfect," Sonic hummed, lazy grin on his face, "Now…I want you to put your hands on your thighs, and don't move them. No touching yourself, got it? You're just gonna watch for now."

"Yes, sir."

"Nnn, yeah, I don't know if I'm ever going to get used to that," Sonic sighed happily, absently dragging a hand through his chest fur. He bit his lip as he locked eyes with Shadow, quirking a brown as he slid his hand down to draw two fingers over his pouch, rubbing gently just along the outside of the slit. He let out a low chuckle as Shadow visibly swallowed, his attention laser focused on Sonic. "Look at you," the hero sighed, licking his lips as he teased himself, encouraging the head of his cock to slip out of his pouch by gingerly dipping the tip of his finger into his slit, "Sitting so nice and pretty. Mnf…Do you like watching me, Shadow?"

"Yes, sir," Shadow murmured, his voice slightly strained as he clenched his fists against his thighs, his own pouch becoming visibly swollen.

"Good," Sonic purred, dragging his free hand over his chest and up into his quills while spreading his legs wider to give Shadow a better view. "Would you like to touch me, pet? Hmm?"

"Please, sir."

Sonic let out a pleased hum, tossing his head back as his cock slid free of his pouch. He stroked at it languidly, teasing only the tips of his fingers along the length of it and relishing in the low whine he could hear Shadow trying to repress. He tipped his head forward to watch Shadow as he swirled his thumb over the head of his dick, smirking at the way the hybrid had sucked his lower lip into his mouth to bite at it, either to suppress his little sounds or to help ground him, Sonic couldn't say. Either way, he quite liked the look of eager anticipation in Shadow's eyes. He teased at himself for a moment more, before finally shoving himself up from the bed and taking a short step forward so his cock bobbed just in front of Shadow's face, the hybrid nearly going cross eyed as he stared it down, the previous anticipation on his face morphing into mild surprise.

"Open your mouth for me."

Shadow's gaze flicked up to Sonic's face, trepidation blatant. Oral was something that Sonic enjoyed performing, but Shadow had yet to return the favor. Sonic wasn't sure if it was because the hybrid was nervous about his fangs, or if Shadow just didn't think he'd like the taste, but the hero hadn't been able to get the idea out of his head for months.

"It's okay, Shads," Sonic soothed, reaching down to gently stroke Shadow's ears, "If you feel overwhelmed, or want to stop for any reason, just grab my leg and squeeze, okay? Otherwise, keep your hands on your thighs."

Swallowing thickly, Shadow gave a short nod, while slowly opening his mouth for Sonic.

"Good boy," Sonic drawled, caressing Shadow's ears, "Open wide, and stick out your tongue a little bit. That's it." The hero waited patiently as Shadow followed his instructions, before easing the head of his cock into the hybrid's mouth. "Mmm, yeah. See? not so bad, right?" He scratched gently just behind Shadow's ears as he shallowly rocked his hips, a low purr rumbling in his chest at the quiet little slurping sounds Shadow was making. "Your mouth was just made to be used like this, wasn't it, pet?" he began to ramble a bit, grinning to himself at the calm, serene expression beginning to settle itself on Shadow's face as he fell into the steady rhythm of Sonic's cock sliding in and out of his mouth. "That's right, baby. Just focus on the feeling of my dick against your tongue. Doesn't it feel good? Letting me slowly fuck all those pesky little thoughts out of your pretty head."

Without warning Shadow began to purr, surprising Sonic, resulting in a startled yelp and a swift jerk of his hips, which unintentionally shoved his cock into Shadow's mouth deeper then he'd meant to. He began to apologize and pull out, only to pause at the low whine the hybrid let loose as the tip of Sonic's dick slid past his lips. "Oh? Did my pet like that?" he asked as Shadow began to lick at the head of his cock, earning a shudder and a low chuckle from the hero. "Okay, okay," he sighed, sliding his length back into Shadow's mouth, petting at dark ears with a satisfied moan as Shadow's purrs began to kick up again, "You can have your toy back, don't worry. I'll make sure your head stays nice and empty, yeah? Mmm, such a good boy. You really like how I feel in your mouth, don't you? The perfect little pet, aren't you?"

Sonic smirked as Shadow's eyelids fluttered, a happy little moan leaving the dark hedgehog at the praise.

"Yeah, such a sweet boy I have," Sonic sighed, sliding his hands from Shadow's ears into his quills, an idea rapidly forming in his head. "Though, I wonder," he hummed, pressing himself further into Shadow's mouth, watching the hybrid's expression intently, "Just how far down my pretty pet's throat can I go?" He held fast to Shadow's head, chewing at the inside of his cheek as bright red eyes popped open, an alarmed little sound leaving him as his purrs stuttered out, though his hands remained firmly on his thighs. "It's okay, Shads," Sonic murmured, pressing in a bit deeper, biting back a groan as he felt the tip of his dick press into Shadow's throat, "I've got you. You can take it, I know you can. You're such a good boy. My perfect pet can take my cock all the way down his throat, can't he?"

Shadow grunted as Sonic pushed deeper, tears springing to the his eyes as he squeezed them shut, his hands jumping momentarily from his legs, only to clamp back down, his claws digging in slightly.

"That's it, Shads. Breath through your nose and relax. Almost there," Sonic murmured, shifting one foot forward to give himself better leverage as he continued to gingerly push forward, biting at his lip as he watched his length disappear into Shadow's mouth. "Fuck. You're so pretty, Shadow. Love watching you swallow down my cock like you were made for it," he muttered, "And you were made for it, weren't you? Your throat was made to be fucked like this. Such a good, good boy." He let out a low groan as he finally bottomed out, Shadow's nose pressed into his pelvis, his throat fluttering around the length shoved down it as he struggled to breath through his nose. "Chaos, Shadow," Sonic breathed, scratching his claws lightly through black and red quills until his fingers met the hybrid's sensitive ears once again, his thumbs absently petting over them. "You feel amazing, pet. If I weren't sure you would choke," he sighed as he began to pull his hips back at an excruciatingly slow pace, "I'd fuck your throat nice and deep. When we get you all trained up, would you like that? Hmm? Would you like me to cum down your throat after fucking it raw?"

Shadow gasped as Sonic finished pulling his length free of his throat, panting quietly as a few stray tears ran down his muzzle and drool mated the fur on his chin. He coughed quietly as Sonic knelt in front of him, clearing his throat as the hero gently cupped his face. "Yes, please. Sir," he finally muttered, his voice sounding wrecked and deeper than usual.

Sonic let a feral little grin settle on his face, pulling the hybrid in for a rough kiss, pressing his tongue into Shadow's mouth to taste himself there briefly. "You're amazing, Shadow," he moaned as he pulled back, wiping drool from Shadow's chin, "I don't know what I did to deserve you, but Chaos, I hope I keep doing it." With that he stood back up, smirking as the black hedgehog eagerly opened his mouth once again, his tail wagging eagerly as he closed his eyes in anticipation. "Oh, baby," Sonic chuckled, taking his length in hand to gently rub the head of his cock against Shadow's tongue and relishing in the whine he got in response as he pulled away, "As much as I would absolutely love to continue fucking that gorgeous mouth of yours, I have other plans for you."

Shadow blinked his eyes open, his mouth closing with a quiet click of his teeth as he tilted his head at Sonic. He whimpered as Sonic slid a foot between his legs and nudged gently at the underside of his erection, which had slid free of his pouch while Sonic had been using his mouth like his own personal flesh light.

"You're being such a good boy, and I've been wanting to feel this inside me for quite some time," Sonic hummed, sliding his foot back and striding across the room to his desk. He rummaged around for a moment, pulling a bottle of lube from the mess after a beat. "You keep sitting there and watch me, okay? I'm just gonna get myself ready for you," he purred, striding over to Shadow to gently caress his muzzle, "I won't be able to keep an eye on you, but you'll keep being a good boy and keep your hands to yourself, won't you? You won't touch yourself while I'm not looking, right?"

"No, sir."

"Good boy," Sonic leaned down for another sloppy kiss, letting his tongue rove over every inch of Shadow's mouth, before breaking away with a lick of his lips. "Stay." He then turned to trot over to the bed and bend over it, stretching his arms out like a cat against the bed spread as he arched his ass into the air, letting out a chirrupy little moan as he rutted against the side of the bed briefly. He shifted enough to glance behind himself at Shadow to see the hybrid's reaction, entirely pleased with himself at the way shining red eyes were glued to his backside, and thick beads of precum were already beginning to drip down the side of Shadow's cock, while his hands remained steadfastly on his thighs. Sonic let loud purrs erupt from his chest as he drew one leg up to rest his knee on the side of the bed, while pouring a copious amount of lube over his fingers, before reaching back and shoving one into himself without preamble. He was pleasantly surprised as his own moan was echoed by Shadow, causing him to hide a smirk in the blanket as he began to work himself open.

Sonic didn't take nearly as much time with himself as he had with Shadow previously, thrusting each finger in and out of himself once or twice before adding another. Upon thrusting three fingers into himself a few times he drew his fingers free and sat up, glancing over his shoulder to find Shadow shallowly panting on the floor, his claws digging into his thighs hard enough to nearly pierce skin, and his cock an angry, neglected red. "Awww," he cooed, leaning back down to wiggle his ass at Shadow teasingly, "Is my perfect little pet just aching to shove his big fat cock into me? Hmmm? Do you want to fuck me, Shadow?"

"Yes, sir. Please," Shadow managed to choke out, while Sonic watched a generous pearl of precum ooze from the tip of the hybrid's cock and dribble down the side.

"Well, then," Sonic hummed, sitting up and patting the bed eagerly, "I shouldn't keep my pet waiting anymore, should I? Come lay down."

It took a moment for Shadow to push himself up from the floor, gingerly shaking his legs out after kneeling for so long, before he hurried over and onto the bed, laying down as the hero had instructed. He got himself settled amongst the pillows, his eyes bright with anticipation as his dick continued to slowly wept precum onto his belly.

"Such an eager boy," Sonic teased, situating himself between Shadow's knees once the hybrid was still, "Now. You keep your hands on the bed, okay? No touching." He chuckled quietly at Shadow's petulant low growl. "Now, now," the hero chided gently, reaching up to press Shadow's hands down into the blanket, "You're going to feel so good, baby, I promise. But I want to play with you for a little bit, okay? Promise you'll be a good boy and keep your hands to yourself?"

"Yes, sir," Shadow growled out after a moment, obviously not pleased with his instructions, but following them regardless as he dug his claws into the blanket, his hips jerking up slightly as his cock twitched against his stomach.

"Perfect," Sonic purred, drawing a lazy finger up Shadow's length with a smirk, gathering a thick glob of precum, "Look at you. Haven't even touched you properly yet and you're drooling all over yourself." He paused as he shoved his finger into his mouth, watching as Shadow's face screwed up, a low whine leaving him at the gentle tease. Sonic pulled his finger free and chewed his lip for a moment, before leaning up and over Shadow. "You good? What color light?"

Shadow groaned quietly, licking his lips quickly as he rutted himself against Sonic's stomach, "Green."

"Ohh, naughty," Sonic chuckled, letting the moment of churlishness slide as he settled back again. "Alright. Let's get you ready for me then, shall we?" he hummed, pouring lube into his hand and wrapping it around Shadow's shaft, giving the base a light squeeze.

"SONIC!" Shadow shouted gruffly at the touch, his claws digging into the blankets as he turned his head to press his face into the pillow.

"Ohhhh, poor baby. Sorry. I won't tease," Sonic cooed, loosening his hold and stroking up to coat Shadow's shaft, "Don't worry. We'll have that all sorted out here in just a second." Once he felt that Shadow's girth was well coated he repositioned himself, straddling the hybrid's hips, the head of his cock just barely kissing the hero's entrance. "You ready?"

"Please," Shadow gasped out, peering up at Sonic from his spot half hidden in the pillow, "sir."

"Such a polite boy," Sonic purred, letting gravity pull him down onto Shadow's sizable cock. He grinned at the broken little noises the hybrid let pour from his mouth as Sonic sunk down at a leisurely pace, his own litany of whimpers and groans joining the cacophony. "Fuck, Shadow," he gasped once he was fully seated, his fingers trailing absently over his stomach where he could swear he could feel the bulge of other inside him, "You're so big. Fill me up so good, don't you?"

Shadow didn't answer, but the holes being torn into his blanket told Sonic all he really needed to know.

He ground his hips in little circles, enjoying the feeling of being full, before he leaned backwards and tapped at Shadow's legs. "Bend your knees for me, pet," he instructed, humming happily as Shadow did as he was told, though the hybrid was obviously having a touch of trouble controlling himself, if the way his face was still screwed up was anything to go by. "What color, Shads?" Sonic gasped out, using Shadow's bent knees as leverage, the hybrid's length slipping free of him as he hoisted himself up.

"Green! Oh, Chaos, green, green, green," the black hedgehog chanted, his toes curling into the blankets now, adding even more little holes with his claws.

"Good boy," Sonic sighed, letting himself drop back down heavily with a gasp, his ears perked forward as he listened intently to Shadows quiet curses and grunts of pleasure. "Fuck, you're so big, Shads," he whined as he pulled himself back up again, hovering as high as he could hold himself, so only the tip of Shadow's length was still inside, "Can you believe you even fit?" He chuckled, before letting a loud moan rip from his throat as he dropped himself heavily back down, his own cock drooling precum into the puddle already on Shadow's stomach. Slowly, he began to increase his pace as he got used to Shadow's girth, tossing his head back as he bounced on the hybrids' cock, biting his lip at the filthy, wet sounds of his partners dick sliding in and out.

"Fuck!" Sonic gasped out as Shadow's control finally slipped, as the hybrid's hips snapped up as blue hips dropped down. "Chaos, Shadow," he whimpered, leaning forward to rest his hands against Shadow's chest, panting into the black hedgehog's face for a moment as he gathered himself, "That wasn't very nice, was it, pet?"

"Sorry. Sir," Shadow growled out, twisting the blankets in his hands against the bed.

Sonic clicked his tongue quietly, watching Shadow writhe beneath him for a beat. "…Color?"

"Mnn," Shadow grunted, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment, before letting out a breath and looking up at Sonic pleadingly, "Yellow."

"Okay," the hero cooed, stroking his fingers through Shadow's chest fluff, "That's okay. What part do you need me to slow down with?"

"Let me touch you," Shadow begged, "Please. I don't…it's not enough."

"Hey, hey, it's alright," Sonic soothed, leaning in so he could peck a few featherlight kisses to Shadow's muzzle, "Of course. You can touch me all you'd like, baby. You were being so good." He gasped as Shadow's hands immediately flew to his thighs, claws lightly digging into skin through his fur. "Careful, pet. Watch your claws."

"Sorry, sir" Shadow murmured, visibly relaxing as he caressed Sonic's thighs in apology.

"It's alright," the hero hummed, sitting back up, a shiver running through him as Shadow's length slipped fully back into him. "Mmm…Can I continue? Color?"

"Yes, sir" the hybrid moaned, arching his hips a bit to push himself deeper into Sonic, "Green."

"Ah! Fuck," Sonic jerked at the push, little sparks of pleasure dancing up his spine. "Nnn…Shit. K-keep doing that," he groaned, starting up his previous rhythm of bouncing on the hybrid's cock. He let his hands settle over dark, grasping fingers as Shadow began to meet his movements partway, driving the hybrid's dick faster and deeper into the hero. "Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck," Sonic chanted, panting as his legs began to shake, "I-I can't…" He lifted himself and drew away as Shadow tried to push up into him, rolling off the hybrid with the least amount of grace he was certain he'd ever had, flopping onto his back next to the other.

"…Sir?"

"Yellow."

Shadow sat up in alarm, hands hovering in the air, obviously unsure if he was welcome to touch. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Haaa, no," Sonic chuckled, tilting his head to offer Shadow a reassuring little smile, "You're doing great, actually. Little bit too great, though, I think, 'cause my legs are starting to feel like jello." With that he pushed himself up and rolled over, dragging a pillow to his face as he shoved his ass into the air and spread his knees, his tail swaying invitingly over his slick entrance. "I'm gonna need you to do the rest of the work, pet."

"You want me to…?"

"Fuck me, Shadow," Sonic hummed, shit eating grin half hidden by the pillow, "Fill me up like I know you want to, pet."

With a low growl, Shadow quickly scrambled onto his knees, not needing to be told twice as he positioning himself behind Sonic. "Yes, sir," he purred, sliding his cock easily into Sonic's well stretched hole.

"Fuck! Shadow," Sonic moaned, burying his face into the pillow as the hybrid wasted no time in wrapping his arms around the blue hedgehog's chest and starting a near brutal pace, pumping himself into Sonic over and over again without hesitation. Sonic tilted his head to tell the hybrid to slow down, when suddenly he saw stars, a choked wail leaving him instead as the hybrid slammed into his prostate, Shadow's deep purr rumbling against his back as he wantonly shoved himself backwards into the other's thrusts. "Ah! Hah, yesss, yes! Just like that. You feel so good," he babbled into the pillow, drooling as Shadow hammered into him.

Sonic wasn't expecting Shadow to change his position, so when, without warning, the hybrid pushed his hips down into the bed and and pinned his hips by straddled him, he choked on a gasp. Shadow ground his dick into him, his brutal pace turning into short, sharp thrusts, forcing Sonic to rut against the sheets. He whined as he tried to push himself back up, but Shadow sunk his teeth into Sonic's shoulder and held him fast, ignoring the hero's squirming as he chased his pleasure by brazenly driving himself into the hero's body.

"Shadow! Shadow, please," Sonic panted, reaching back to grab at Shadow's quills, only to choke on another breath as the hybrid clenched his jaw, forcing the tips of his fangs into Sonic's shoulder, drawing blood. "F-fuck! Ah!" He shuddered as Shadow bucked into him a few more times, whimpering loudly when the hybrid finally stilled, the thick length inside him pulsing as warmth poured into him. He whined long and low as his own neglected length remained trapped between his stomach and the blankets, twitching weakly as his stomach bloated with Shadow's spend.

They lay like that for a minute or two, until Shadow's cock finally finished throbbing inside Sonic, all while the hybrid licked apologetically at the bloodied bite mark.

"Yeah, you better be sorry," Sonic grumbled quietly as Shadow nuzzled at the side of his face, "You've got some making up to do." He shuddered and mewled as Shadow's cock gingerly eased out of him, a low whine escaping his lips as he could feel the hybrid's cum begin leaking from his abused hole. "You came a lot, huh?" he chuckled into his pillow, squirming slightly as Shadow pressed back up against him, his hot breath against Sonic's ear causing them to twitch.

"May I clean you up, sir?"

"Well," Sonic sighed, "Dirty boys should clean up their messes, shouldn't they?" At that, Shadow's weight lifted away from him, with the hero fully expecting the hybrid to leave to go fetch a cloth, as Sonic had done before. He hoped that the other would take a moment to find the clothes in Sonic's messy bathroom, so he'd at least have time to finish himself off. Instead, Sonic jumped as Shadow's hands began to knead at his ass, spreading him open once again. "Shad-OH!?" He yelped as a bold, hot tongue pressed against his ass, lapping eagerly against his entrance.

"Color?" Shadow's voice was slightly muffled against Sonic's ass cheek, his fangs gently grazing the skin there.

"Ahhh….green," Sonic managed to gasp out, his claws digging into his pillow as he arched his back into Shadow's face. He was definitely going to need new bedding after this, he thought briefly, before the hybrid's tongue was suddenly delving into him, a surprised shout ripping from his throat as the appendage wriggled inside him. He nearly wept as he buried his face into his now torn up pillow, while Shadow thoroughly 'cleaned him up', all while his still hard cock was pinned against bed in such a way that he couldn't cum, no matter how much he desperately wanted to.

Finally, after what felt like a gloriously torturous eternity, Shadow's tongue slipped free of Sonic's ass, the hero letting out an overwhelmed sob as the hybrid sat back. "Chaos," he groaned, tears running down his face, his limbs shaking as he shifted to reach a hand down to try and relieve himself. However, that didn't seem to be the plan, as Shadow's hands were back on his hips without warning, and the hero found himself flipped onto his back, a surprised yip leaving him as he rapidly tried to regain his bearings.

"Color?"

"Huh? Oh," Sonic blinked owlishly, his sluggish, overstimulated brain taking a moment to catch up to the question, "Green."

The low growl that Shadow let out at Sonic's answer made the hero shudder, before another loud, startled shout left him as Shadow grabbed at his hips once more and the hybrid's mouth was on him. He whimpered as Shadow pressed kisses against his hip bones, his fingers tangling in red and black quills, tugging lightly, his neglected cock oozing a steady stream of precum onto his stomach. "Please, Shadow," he openly begged, sucking in a shuddering breath, "Please. Let me cum, pet."

Shadow glanced up at him at that, his eyes sharp and almost predatory as a slow grin split his lips. Then, any thought that may have been in Sonic's head flew right out as Shadow took his dick into his mouth and sucked him down. Not all the way to the back of his throat, like Sonic had been before, but as far down as he could comfortably go. And the warm, wet heat was more than enough to finally shove Sonic over the edge, the hero coming with a scream loud enough to rattle the walls while he pulled harshly at Shadow's quills.

When Sonic's hips stopped twitching and he managed to blink back into reality, he found Shadow hovering over him with a mildly concerned look on his face, his hands absently rubbing at Sonic's thighs.

"Hey," Sonic rumbled, his throat sore and raw from his screams, "I'm okay, Shads. You did really good, pet, I promise. Just…I feel a bit floaty. Give me a sec?"

Shadow hummed quietly, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to Sonic's lips before vanishing from the bed momentarily, returning with a glass of water.

"Aww, thank you," Sonic murmured, grunting quietly as Shadow manhandled him into a sitting position, before accepting the glass into shaky hands and taking a long, slow sip. He cleared his throat once he felt it was sufficiently moistened after his yelling, offering Shadow a reassuring smile, since the hybrid was still hovering worriedly next to him. "You did amazing, pet. A very good boy. I don't think I've ever cum that hard in my life." He chuckled as Shadow's tail began to wag, the hybrid moving to tuck himself into Sonic's side and curling against him, his nose pressed into the bite he'd given the other earlier. "Mmmm, such a good boy," Sonic sighed, petting at the quills he'd pulled on as he sipped at his water.

It took a while for Sonic to finally feel his legs enough that he felt like he could stand without falling over, but when he finally did he gently tugged on the bow he'd tied Shadow's collar with, the weight of the little golden tag causing the ribbon to fall onto the bed between the two hedgehogs.

"…Sonic?"

"Didn't figure you'd want to wear it in the tub," the hero hummed, sitting up slightly and dislodging Shadow from his shoulder, "I really need a bath after all that. Pretty sure you do, too."

"I'll go run it," Shadow murmured, slipping from the bed. He paused at the side briefly, a contemplative look on his face, before he reached out and gather the dainty ribbon collar into his hands, chewing absently on his lip.

"…Did you not like it?"

Shadow snorted, shaking his head as he trotted over to Sonic's desk and reverently laid the ribbon down on it, making sure it was flat and neatly displayed, and the tag was clean. "I think I liked it too much."

"No such thing," Sonic teased with a smirk, leaning over to set his now empty glass on his bedside stand. "Did it work?"

"Did what work?"

"Did having the collar on let you get out of your own head?"

The hybrid blinked, staring off into space for a beat, before a fond, warm little smile settled on his face as he turned to Sonic. "It did."

"Then that's all that matters," Sonic shrugged, shoving himself to the edge of the bed. He yelped as he overcompensated and toppled off the side, landing in a rather ungraceful heap. He whined petulantly as Shadow simply chuckled at him, rolling over to shoot the hybrid a glare. "Rude."

"Perhaps, next time, you could simply ask for help," Shadow snorted, leaning down to scoop Sonic into his arms, swiftly turning to the door once the hero was settled in his hold.

"Perhaps next time," Sonic scoffed in a mocking tone, tightly wrapping his arms around Shadow's neck so he couldn't be dropped.

"Brat."

"But I'm your brat."

"How unfortunate."

"Hey!"

Later, as the two sat in a warm bath, bubbles overflowing onto the floor, much to Shadow's chagrin, Sonic perked up, turning to Shadow with a curious look.

"What?" Shadow sighed, already sounding put upon.

"I haven't even asked anything yet."

"No, but I have a feeling I'm not going to be particularly fond of whatever you're going to ask me."

"Presumptuous," Sonic snorted, flicking bubbles at the other, "I was just curious…what gave you the idea to stick your tongue in my ass, when, like, twenty minutes earlier you were nervous to have my dick in your mouth?"

"Ah," Shadow sighed, sinking into the water up to his shoulders, "I'm not sure, really. It just felt…right. In the moment."

Sonic chuckled, draping himself over Shadow's shoulders and settling himself in the hybrids lap, blatantly ignoring the way his movements made the bath water overflow onto the floor. "I mean," he snickered, nuzzling into Shadow's cheek and pressing a sloppy kiss there, enjoying the groan of disdain he got out of the hybrid, "You weren't wrong, but damn. You could've given a guy a little warning."

"I asked you what color you were. Was that not sufficient, when I had literally just licked you?"

"Hmm, fair point," Sonic chuckled, "Fair point."

[oryu404]

Hi, I loved your Sting analysis and I 100% agree with all of it so allow me to send you my "how the Sting/Rogue Vs Natsu/Gajeel fight should have happened" propaganda, because I spend way too long thinking how to fix it and I love my version:

So basically, since Sabertooth was presented as the unchallenged 7 year running victors, strongest guild in Fiore and they are amongst the also seemingly unchallenged top 5 of that guild, I think they *need* to be shown to be stronger than Natsu to live up to the hype. (And the most annoying thing is that Mashima *can* write 'Natsu goes against a stronger opponent and win' satisfyingly, exhibit A: Laxus) Like come on, Natsu is a badass but he was never before shown to be an undefeatable super powerhouse, and Sting/Rogue are the current antagonist that got hyped up a lot, story wise they have to be stronger! If the twist is actually every other guild except FT is kinda weak and therefore so is Sabertooth that's a bad twist! And it's not even satisfying to watch!

But they still need to lose, so how? Imo the most satisfying would be: due to their own overconfidence, it's fun and it works with the themes too!

So the way I would write it, (first by forgetting the 'Gajeel and Natsu weren't starting full strength' BS, like since when??? This is FT, where no one ever holds back, not Dragon Ball) but I distress so:

Sting/Rogue are winning handily, throwing unison raid like candy so Sting decides to solo them, goes into Dragon Force and keep winning, even if not as easily and Natsu, who does tend to overestimate himself if it's not life and death, still goes all 'I don't need you Gajeel, I'm gonna win by myself' but he doesn't kick him out of the arena, because that was terrible, and Gajeel is staying around like 'fine go get your ass kicked, I'll laughs'

And 2v1 was hard enough, 1v1 Natsu is losing fast, only Gajeel isn't stupid and he wants to win so he had a plan: while Rogue was distracted and not paying attention to him, having kinda disregarded him as a threat, he jumps him and doesn't let him use Dragon Force, maybe Rogue is the one who get kicked down a mine shaft even.

And then Gajeel somehow creates an explosion to give fire to Natsu and rejoins the fight. Gajeel is still relatively fresh while Sting has just been burning through a ton of magic between Dragon Force and unnecessarily showing off and so Gajeel/Natsu show that they can in fact fight together decently and they win, preferably with an unexpected unison raid.

That way the fight is hard won and thus satisfying to watch, Sting/Rogue were defeated by their own hubris (and separately!) even though they actually were stronger, illustrating the whole 'the strength of friendship beat being personally strong and is more important' theme (AND it gives more weight and more anticipation for Rogue Vs Gajeel future fight, but that would be a whole other essay) AND *it's not the only duo showing the power of friendship who loses* because genuinely, I think Mashima might have forgotten who he was trying to make us root for? (Why give Sting the Power of Friendship tm AND an emotional motivational flashback and then make him lose like that???)

Anyways, so sorry this got incredibly long, but I don't want to erase it now that I wrote all that ^^' Please do ignore me if I was bothering you

Hi! I'm so glad you liked my Sting rant analysis! Also, uhm...Hell Yes to your version of the dragon slayer tag battle! It hits a couple of points that I think are very satisfying, and that would make a lot of sense.

- Sting and Rogue being defeated separately, and directly thanks to their own arrogance: The Twin Dragons have insane teamwork and amplify each other's strengths. Separating them should be step 1 towards defeating them. Plus, they've shown arrogance (Sting) and indifference (Rogue) from the beginning. Having those attitudes be their downfall would fit very nicely into their humbling and later character improvement. And the scenario you posed works really well: Sting showing off and blowing through his MP, and Rogue letting his guard down when he lost interest. Mistakes neither of them care to make again on the last day (especially after the beating from their master). Sting now saves up all his strength for the final confrontation, while Rogue focuses on settling his score with Gajeel.

- Natsu and Gajeel teamwork: These two are rivals who never had the friendliest dynamic, so showing them put all that aside and win this battle for FT? If that ain't power of friendship, I don't know what is.

- Rogue getting kicked down the mineshaft....Now that would be very interesting considering what he'd find there. He and Gajeel wouldn't be able to really finish their fight so it would absolutely up the anticipation for their second encounter on the final day. Still trying to figure out what it would mean for the stuff with Zirconis, but I'm very intrigued by the idea.

Thanks so much for this message, I absolutely loved it!

[a-writers-blurbs]

A bit of a disclaimer ig...

Hi guys,

This is going to be a long post that sounds slightly rant-y & I'm going to apologize in advance for that. I am going to make exactly ONE post (this one) about this topic, and I will not be discussing it further or posting about it again. I will also not be responding to any negative comments but deleting them instead.

These are my personal opinions and [...not *trying* to sound rude, but there's no other way to say it...] a bunch of random people online aren't going to change my opinions.

My husband is an artist. He does canvas painting & draws comic books (think anti-hero dark horse). I paint furniture (kinda mini murals) & make chibi drawings. I've also been writing fanfiction since the late 90s.

That being said, this post is about AI art.

I get the controversy, I do. But I've heard this argument before, when fanfiction became more popularized. The whole "You're just stealing someone else's work & changing it up to call it your own" is (at its core) the same argument against AI. The only difference is that instead of you yourself changing it, you're allowing a machine to do it.

But I digress...

Over the last week, I have received several messages about my use of AI art. First & foremost, my stuff is appropriately tagged as AI.

Second, I don't sell or advertise these pictures in any way. In fact, none of them have been posted anywhere but here (as of 6/1/24).

Third, and probably most important, I DONT MAKE THEM FOR YALL. Fanfiction & fanart are a HOBBY. It is something that I do because I enjoy it and it destresses me. I DO NOT do it, hoping I'll get 1000s of followers, views, likes, etc. Every story I write, I print & bind for my library. I will now be doing the same with my AI pictures.

I have a condition that has a symptom called Maladaptive Daydreaming. Because of this, my head is full of an alarming amount of excruciatingly detailed & unrealistic scenarios and images. (To the point that it affects my everyday life).

I can't necessarily recreate the images in my mind without help & the only way to get rid of the random scenarios is to write them out. So I do write them. And now I use AI to help me get a BASE image. I do still go in myself and edit/redraw parts of each generated image to fit them to the characters I want them to represent. I do thus using digital art.

Granted, there's a whole other group of people that think digital art isn't real art... but that's a discussion for another day. Anyway...

TLDR:

I use AI art & will continue to despite some people's dislike. I will continue to delete any and all comments left publicly that are malicious, rude, or condescending. My stories & are are for me. If others enjoy it, great, that's freaking awesome. If not, there are literally thousands of other fanfic authors you can follow instead of me.

Again, I apologize, I know this sounds rude. But I need to be 100% transparent on this one. I am extremely grateful for every folllower & reader I have. I won't lie & say comments/positive interaction isn't a serotonin boost because it is. Yall also give me more motivation to actually complete a story vs. moving on to the next idea. But I'm not going to change the way I do things to appease someone I don't even know.

This is one of the few things I enjoy doing in my free time & have been doing it for 25 years now, and in the last 5 or so years ALL fandoms have gotten so toxic its hard to enjoy anything anymore. Last time it got like this, I simply stopped posting. I'd rather not do that again, but if people (who aren't even following me) don't leave me alone, I'll probably have to do it again, sadly.

But for now, hopefully this post will give people with different opinions to go ahead and block me from their feed. We're not going to agree so instead of wasting energy arguing, let's keep the peace & agree to stay off if each others feeds.

I won't judge you on your idea that you feel it's your duty to harass people over their choices & you won't judge me for enjoying something. 😉

Thank you for listening. Love yall & and I hope your day is blessed!

[trans-leek-cookie]

I just saw your tags on the unreliable narrator post and I really want to know what character you’re talking about now

Geto Suguru from JJK. I came for the hot Asian guy with long hair and a cool outfit stayed bc I'm interested in how cults and eugenics hurt ppl irl and also how they're explored in fiction. But between heaven and earth I alone am trying to find a fic that actually treats him being a cult leader as the problem it is and also gets fucking Nanako and Mimiko out of their. Uhhh fuck idk if u know JJK so spoilery ranting under the read more that assumes familiarity (so not like. Explaining specific plot shit bc my brain will explode)

so basically ppl have called out the eugenics shit with like "kill everyone who isn't a sorcerer" and generally they're like yeah that sucks but whatever not important lol. And I've seen like 0 shit actually about how he's a cult leader + how cults are Abusive. And some ppl are like "actually he has a point bc blah blah blah" like okay. If sorcerers were a stand in/comparable to real life marginalized groups. WE DONT NEED MORE "MARGINALIZED EUGENICIST" PLOTS. But even within the story they don't seem marginalized? Like, there are Marginalized Sorcerers, but being a Sorcerer isn't something that's consistently oppressed? The closest thing is either misdirected ableism/sanism ("they see things that aren't there and are assumed to be psychotic" which is its own can of worms) or like accusations of witchcraft which... I guess that's sorcerery based on this universe but irl those were usually used either along with or as cover for other shit (racism, misogyny, land grabs, etc). So hes not necessarily marginalized on that level- tho growing up in a family without other sorcerers mightve caused problems for him that's a LOT different from systemic oppression. And, also? In a lot of cases it seems like sorcerers are relatively privileged with a lot of economic, social and maybe political power? Like the big three families are obv examples bc they're fucking Rich and control the sorcery world so. Y'know. Also it's stated at one point sorcerers receive some like exceptions to the law but aren't allowed to hurt ppl who aren't sorcerers so. Yeag

anyways going more in depth on eugenics- okay real quick terms: negative and positive eugenics. That's not in reference to the quality, "positive" doesn't mean "good" But Rather in reference to wether the action is meant to Reduce "bad genes" or Increase "good genes". And obv negative eugenics includes shit like forced sterilization and murder which I don't want to downplay, but positive eugenics is also coercive and fucked up. For example, forcing ppl to have children they don't want. Which isn't Discussed in the series, but the fact is sorcerers a SMALL minority of the population, and they're already having trouble with curses, so. Theoretically sorcerers would be coerced to have more children to bring the population numbers up. Personally I think that's Not Something Suguru Believes In (I'll get into that but main thing is his eugenics isn't an actual strategy but rather lashing out and ego) but like. There's abuse on both sides of the equation no matter what. Eugenics isn't fucking redeemable.

Now onto the cult shit. It's not super expanded on besides needing money and curses to like. Kill ppl or whatever. But my interpretation of Suguru is that he started a cult, and believes in eugenics, because his ego was damaged. Like the trauma impacted him and influenced his actions ofc bc trauma Does That but also I straight up think his ego was bruised and he wants revenge.

Like first of all, the wider context- he's a kid who is alienated from his parents and probably most of the ppl he interacted with due to his abilities, which is understandably damaging esp at a young age.

He is then scouted and labeled as a special grade- he is one of three in Japan and I believe the world, if I'm not misremembering. He is on par with Gojo Satoru (category wise) who. Literally "Gojo Satoru's birth changed the world" like that's a NUTS ego boost to get

Anyway Gojo called the two of them "the strongest" literally pairing them up and positioning them as equals so like. Whoo boy. Also special grade sorcerer is defined as "a sorcerer who could single-handedly take down a nation" which okay! Labeling children as essentially weapons of mass destruction. Normal behavior

Then Toji happens and this random fucking guy beats you up. He kills your best friend and the girl you were escorting. But he doesn't kill you- because of your cursed technique being risky to deal with, but also. Obvious subtext of "you aren't important enough to kill"

Then your friend comes back from the fucking dead. Kills the man who tried to kill him. Discovers entirely me abilities and becomes even more powerful. And you are stagnating, with a technique you fucking hate. Your entire power is the power of Other Things.

So like. Understandly, thought maybe not justifiably, your ego is fucked.

So you start creating a new dichotomy: sorcerers and everyone else. If everyone else is lesser, you still have worth because you're Better than them by virtue of existing.

And then you discover 2 children being abused for the thing you have a victim complex over (<- this is also it's own thing I'll talk about) and you murder a bunch of ppl about it (okay this is a little questionable of My Opinions maybe but I could. Not forgive but understand the mass murder bc there's a lot of shit building up and clearly if 2 young girls being badly abused in a small village that implies the majority of people were either okay with it or unwilling to try and help at all. Anyway it's still Bad but like. Understandble mental breakdown trauma kinda bad for me? Also bc most ppl irl recognize murder as being Bad but are Weirdly Forgiving of bigotry yknow)

Anyway you take over the cult that was doing some other shit and my personal interpretation of this is also an ego thing. Bc lots of cult leaders do it for the money, but a lot of them also do it bc they like the feeling of controlling ppl. And there's essentially 2 levels of the cult- everyday people and the people he considers Family (which includes Mimiko and Nanako, the 2 children from the paragraph above).

On the "everyday people" level, there's a feeling of being a revered religious leader, knowing something they don't (curses exist), and the satisfaction of taking advantage of the people you don't like.

On the Family level, you position yourself as a savior and as The Only One Brave Enough To Do What Must Be Done (eugenics genocide) so even if you aren't the strongest you're still Special.

So that's my main analysis of why he became a cult leader, and now I'm gonna make more comments about why I think his shit is "Ego" rather than a (fucked up) desire to actually help ppl

If you wanted to help sorcerers survive: THE CLANS ARE A MASSIVE FUCKING PROBLEM. They hoard techniques tools and knowledge and the Zen'in clan literally cast out Toji who could've been a fuckin BEAST at dealing with curses. The clans reliance of tradition also generally hinders sorcerers ability to grow and improve in ways that aren't Traditional

When he dies the cult falls apart (which: good) but also the members have different ideals like some of them wanna keep doing eugenics, some of them just wanted Suguru to be powerful, and two of them were basically his adopted kids. If you actually had good intentions: CREATE A PLAN FOR WHEN YOU DIE SO YOUR FOLLOWERS CAN ACTUALLY CARRY OUT YOUR WILL AND HELP PEOPLE INSTEAD OF LETTING THEM INFIGHT

And idk if this is totally Ego or starting to move into a separate thing so I just decided to split it up: even when he was "righteous" his beliefs kinda Sucked

Like "the strong must protect the weak". There are inherent sort of... values being placed there, because weak is negative, not neutral. It's relatively minor, but I think it's important to note with how his beliefs evolve.

It's not like "we need to protect the people who can't protect themselves" it's really reductive. There's weak people and strong people and basically Noblisse Oblige but for strength or whatever which isn't really actual kindness or equality but rather pretty much. Pity.

Also he sorts jujutsu sorcerers into "strong" and everyone else into "weak" for the most part so that's... great worldview my guy. Definitely not going to just worsen your alienation from other ppl

so when he goes to "why should the strong protect the weak?" He jumps to "the strong don't owe anything to the weak, and actually the weak should be Punished For Being Weak" instead of. Just doing something else. Just get a fucking job, my guy

Anyway his plan is just garbage top to bottom total mess morally and logistically and he's a traumatized teen who grew into an abuser and like. The trauma influenced that but there were always fucking problems so it isn't "oh he got hurt and is evil :(" it's "he has some worrying beliefs and his trauma is likely making his emotions and ability to reason unstable, and then he finds an excuse to turn that instability into Violence" like. He's not necessarily abusive bc he's mentally ill or traumatized marginalized he's abusive bc he got to a point in his life where he could justify it to himself and it felt Good

And I just remembered this part: for the characters who interact with him I do enjoy that they still like and love him, even though he fucking sucks, because that's very human. You'll love imperfect people, you'll love horrible ppl who hurt you and/or others, and that isn't irredeemable it's just Human because being a Human and Connecting With Humans is complicated like that

I even like it when they excuse his bad behavior! Bc that's a realistic character flaw, to value the person u consider your friend over the people they hurt! It's not ethical, but it's natural and interesting to explore in fiction.

THE PROBLEM. IS WHEN THE AUTHORS DO NOT TREAT OR ACKNOWLEDGE IT AS A PROBLEM.

Like... listen. Love a relationship where one character sucks and the other character forgives them for the ppl they hurt and just wants their loved one back. The problem is when the writers are like "aww this is so sweet/romantic/beautiful" WHATEVER. Because it's not??

Someone defending their fucking abusive partner/friend/family member, especially when they aren't victims themselves, isn't fucking sweet it's scary, either for them or others!!!! And I want either to see the characters grapple with the way they excuse their loved ones' abuses and how that reflects on them and their morals, or, if the characters don't do that, for the author to acknowledge it as A Flaw!!!! I'd that too much to fucking ask

Especially with cult abuse, I don't want to say it's necessarily treated worse than any other type of abuse, but it feels really hard to find things related to fictional cults that actually acknowledge the Real Life Damage and Abuse cults do instead of having the cult be 1. Faceless evil 2. A joke 3. Fetishized/romanticized. And like all forms of abuse are similarly distorted in media + fiction, but I feel like ive almost never seen cult abuse portrayed respectfully/accurately, especially in fan works

Anyways for the wild TL;DR I think Geto Suguru's personality is comparable to an anti-sjw trans guy who is getting scarily close to Actual Fascist beliefs and is hurting all the people around him and his ex mutuals are like "he's not that bad" when he is That Bad and I'm so fucking mad about what happened to Nanako and Mimiko. If I think about their canon treatment I get so upset I start to have a headache

[strawwritesfic]

Thor Odinson x Pregnant!Female!Reader: Where Gods Do Fear to Tread [Ch. 7]

Summary: You never imagined that shadow of death would be quite so dark.  

Challenge: “9 Months” challenge by crackleviolet on Lunaescence Archive – Bonus Three – Rape Pregnancy

Rating/Warnings/Tags: M (rape (not written out in detail, but the first chapter goes up to the event and the rest of the chapters deal with the fallout); assault and battery; abusive relationship; stalking; pregnancy resulting from rape; victim blaming insinuations from various characters; discussion of abortion; references to depression; references to rape kits; references to law procedures; references to restraining orders, some foul language; not Infinity War compliant; not Thor Ragnarok compliant; set post-Ant-Man and the Wasp; Hope & Reader friendship; the Pyms as Reader’s second family)

IMPORTANT NOTE: Thor is not the character involved in any of the awful things warned about above. Additionally, if there is anything you’d like me to add to the tag list, please let me know!

Pairings: Thor/Female!Reader; Scott/Hope; Hank/Janet; past!Male!OC/Reader

Tag List: @imaginesfire

Master List

Chapter 7: Surprise!

Night had fallen by the time you reentered your house after what seemed to be an endless day. Only the streetlamp on the distant sidewalk illuminated the ghostly shapes of sheet-covered furniture in your living room and the neat stacks of boxes that sat every few feet along your route. You did not bother to flick on an overhead light to illuminate the winding path. None were needed; the sound of conversation and the warm glow issuing from the one occupied room in your house sufficed to guide you safely to the kitchen.

"Sustenance has arrived!" Thor boomed as he followed you through the open door.

What had once been the most terrifying place in the world to you no longer had any room at all to contain fear. The dining room table had been pulled to the center of the tile, but even that could not contain all the people inside. Your usual four chairs couldn't either. Some people stood as a result. Some had pulled in chairs from other rooms. Everyone was there, however: Hank, Janet, Hope, Scott, and Cassie looked up at your arrival. The first rose to pull some of the pizza boxes from Thor's arms.

"It's about damn time," Hank grumped as he placed them on the counter by the sink and pulled one open. "The doorbell rang twenty minutes ago. We'll be lucky if anything's still warm."

"They still have a working oven if we need it, dear," Janet said.

"And if we do, I offer my apologies," said Thor, placing the remaining boxes near the oven. "The delivery man is an Avengers fan. [Name] and I had to convince him to take money in exchange for his goods and services."

"Wait. You're telling me people give you guys free stuff?" asked Scott.

"They often try. Of course, it is improper for heroes such as ourselves to accept such lavish gifts."

"Wow."

Scott's awed tone caused Hope to roll her eyes at you behind his back. You couldn't exactly blame her. Thor could easily afford to reject free food from his admirers when it wasn't his money being spent. He probably didn't even know what an American twenty-dollar bill looked like. Since the last thing you wanted was to get Hank started on a rant about Tony Stark's refusal to pay Avengers like employees, though, you kept your mouth shut and joined the line for dinner.

A tickling at your side made you look up. Now Hope stood right next to you.

"Just how many pictures did he insist on before he left?" she asked, voice low enough to go unheard above Hank and Thor's continued quarrel.

"Too many," you said tiredly.

"Poor thing. Your ankles must be killing you."

"They're not feeling great."

She took you by the shoulders and forcibly turned you toward the table. "Go sit down. I'll bring your food over."

You couldn't muster up any energy to argue with her. Bobbing up and down like a half-deflated balloon, you dragged your swollen body over to one of the now-empty kitchen chairs. There you collapsed, grateful to have just a moment to rest. Packing up your entire house in one day would have been a tall order when you weren’t in your final trimester—not that any of your friends had let you do much of anything since you were. How you could be so exhausted after so little work, you had no idea. And yet you were that exhausted. Somehow you must have fallen asleep in the midst of all the commotion. A hand on your shoulder had you starting awake only a few minutes later.

“It’s just me,” said Hope. “I brought you some food.”

In fact, she had. She slid a plate with three slices of your favorite pizza in front of you. Forgetting that you’d hardly done anything that day demanding that level of caloric intake, you snatched up the first slice and stuffed half of it in your mouth before Hope could sit down next to you. “I’m glad to see you’ve still got your appetite after everything that’s been going on,” she said.

“Indeed! My [Name] must keep her strength up for her upcoming labor!”

Thor sat down on your other side just in time to put his own two cents into the conversation. His own plate overflowed with pizza. He must have had the equivalent of at least one entire pie stacked there. Well, you’d ordered as much as you had partially because you knew how much food Thor could put away. You also knew he’d try to get you to eat some of it as well. When the doctor said you were eating for two, Thor took that comment seriously—and Asgardian babies, apparently, needed a lot of sustenance.

Cassie trotted over to one of the vacant chairs. As soon as she spotted Thor’s mountain of food, her eyes grew huge. “Woah! Is that how you became so mighty? If I eat that much pizza, will I be mighty, too?”

“You’ll probably get pretty big, Peanut,” her father said as he, too, joined your group at the table. “But I don’t think pizza will make you strong.”

“Pizza is not the necessary ingredient, little one! I am sure you already mighty for your size. If you keep working, one day you could even be worthy enough to pick up my hammer.” Thor gestured at the nearby corner. There sat Mjolnir, safely out of the way of anyone’s path.

Her eyes went even wider. “But pizza won’t make me less worthy?” “Eat as much pizza as your heart desires. Why, I eat pizza regularly and remain worthy to this day!”

Cassie grinned. Then she dove into her own meal. You noticed, however, that she kept watching Thor, and seemed to be doing her best to keep up with him as he ate.

For a little while, no one spoke. The entire group focused more on eating than on talking. It had been a long, busy day. You didn’t appreciate this moment of respite as much at the first. All the quiet served to remind you that this sort of gathering would never happen again, or at least if it did, it wouldn’t be the same. All of a sudden, you weren’t ready to face that. Every person you cared about sat in your kitchen that night. In a few days’ time, you’d be eating your meals with Thor’s friends, who, while undoubtedly good people, weren’t your friends. Only now had it really occurred to you that in leaving this house, you weren’t only giving up your beloved gardens and a job you didn’t care for much to begin with.

“Hey, [Name],” Cassie’s voice interrupted your gloomy thoughts. “You’ll be back for my soccer finals, right? We just made the playoffs yesterday!”

Hope didn’t give you a chance to answer yourself. She took Cassie’s nearest hand in hers and said, “It’s going to be hard for [Name] to travel until she has the baby.”

Cassie looked at you, crestfallen. “But you’re traveling to New York this weekend.”

“That sort of travel can’t be helped,” said Hope.

“If I can be there for your tournament, I will,” you assured Cassie, then added at Hope’s stern look, “I’ve been assured that the Bifrost is perfectly safe for unborn babies. As long as I’m not actually in labor when I use it, I should be fine.”

“So long as Kevin does not attempt to attend the event as well,” Thor said.

Hank, standing over by the sink with his wife, snorted. “Trust me. If that jackass dares to get anywhere within my line of sight, he’ll regret it.”

“Thank you, Dr. Pym.”

The sincerity in Thor’s voiced only made Hank shrug awkwardly. He wouldn’t meet Thor’s eyes or yours.

Janet stroked his shoulder. “You’re going to miss, [Name], aren’t you? We’re all going to.” She looked over at you. “You’re part of the family.”

Those words were like a dagger to your heart. Tears filled your eyes as you slowly rose to your aching feet and made your way over to where she and Hank stood. Still avoiding looking directly at you, the latter removed his glasses and sniffed. Another jolt in your stomach accompanied your realization that Hank’s eyes were wet, too.

“Hank, I’ll be back,” you said.

“Sure you will. That’s why you’re moving all the way across the country.”

“I’m moving all the way across the country because of Kevin.”

“No, you’re moving to be with the Avengers. You don’t trust us to keep you safe.”

You could have laughed at that, had there not been a gigantic, Thor-sized frog in your throat. “Hank, you’re retired. You’ve just got Janet and Hope back. I don’t want you wasting your time keeping me safe when there’s an AI in New York that can make sure I never see Kevin again.”

“She’s right, darling,” said Janet. “And you’ll come visit us, won’t you, [Name]? After all the dust has settled?”

“Of course I will. Janet’s right, Hank. You all are my family. And this little guy is going to want to see his grandparents.”

Through you fully anticipated a pause after this announcement, you had not expected it to be quite so long and thorough. Every single mouth in the room gaped at you—except for Thor’s, obviously. He’d known you were going to tell everyone about your plans this evening from the beginning.

“Grandparents?” Hank croaked.

“That’s right. Thor and I went to see the doctor this week for an ultrasound. I’m having a boy. We’ve decided to keep him and raise him as ours.”

“Kevin,” Thor said, “will have nothing to do with the baby. That is also one of the reasons for our moving. Though [Name] prevailed in obtaining protection from the court, that protection is only a piece of paper. We want to ensure the child will never have contact with Kevin.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful, [Name]! Congratulations!” Janet threw her arms around you.

Hank still seemed too stunned to speak. In the vacuum of his shock, Scott, Hope, and Cassie came over to the sink as well to offer congratulations and hugs.

“I was hoping you’d be his godmother,” you told Hope when she released you.

She didn’t answer. Her eyes flooded with tears to match your own, and then she swept you up in another hug even longer than the last. This embrace only came to an end when Cassie said:

“Does this mean I’m getting a baby brother?”

Hope laughed wetly before turning to the little girl. “Not quite.”

“More like a baby cousin,” said Scott.

“Can I teach him how to play soccer?” Cassie asked.

“Once he’s old enough,” you answered.

“When’s that?”

You opened your mouth to tell not for a few years at least (no matter what Thor might say to the contrary) when Hank straightened and took a step in your direction.

Hope let you go.

“[Name],” Hank began.

He didn’t need to finish. Not wanting to lose your nerve, you wrapped your arms around him, paused, and kissed him on the cheek.

“Thank you, Hank,” you said as you let go of him.

“Harrumph,” he replied. “I’ll never forgive Kevin for what he did to you. But if you’re willing to move on and make the best of a bad situation, well, so am I.” Then he smiled. “You better bring that kid to see me all the time. Don’t you go letting Tony Stark fill his head with the wrong ideas.”

“I promise.”

You and Hank might have continued to smile tearfully at one another for another twenty minutes—or at least until you couldn’t bear standing up any longer—had Janet not suddenly squealed:

“Group hug! Group hug!”

“Wha—”

Too late! Janet interrupted Hank’s protest by way of squishing him between you and herself. Then Hope joined in, followed by Scott, then Cassie, and finally Thor, who practically lifted the whole group into the air together in his enthusiasm to participate.

“Would you kindly put me down?” Hank snapped.

Everyone laughed. Thor obliged as far as placing Hank’s feet back on the ground, but he didn’t let him go.

Warm and held at the very center of the throng, you felt only happiness and relief. No one hated you for your decision to keep the baby. Kevin would never bother you again. And most importantly of all: You weren’t really giving up anything in leaving San Francisco. All you were doing was gaining more time with Thor, and perhaps a few new friends along the way. Heaven knew you’d need a lot to get through the coming years. Fortunately, you knew the Pyms would always be there for you, and Scott and Cassie, no matter how much Thor or Tony Stark they had to endure.

[inbetweenknacksandnooks]

Oh, hello there

General Info:

Hello, this is a sideblog where I can post whatever I want to my heart's content, it's like me being an anon, since I haven't told anyone about this blog.

I'm not sure how often I'll come to check on it, but I'll likely do 2-3 times a month minimum.

I'm 18 years old, female, and am going to start college real soon, so life may be busy and draining during this blog's lifetime sometimes.

Please DNI if you are homophobic, transphobic and keep in mind that I cater to women.

You can lurk around if you are a male but if you give any sort of comments or asks that make me uncomfortable can and will lead to a block.

If you are a male-lurker, then don't interact with any of my DNI if you're a guy posts. This is because those posts are usually a bit more spicy in nature and involve graphic or heavily suggestive lesbian/womenXwomen content, and I don't want men to fetishize those posts, so stay away from things marked as Men DNI.

The people I cater to tend to be women, lesbians, sapphics, MTF, and GN AFAB People. So long as you're pretty chill, and don't come around hating a bunch of the things I stand for, you can feel free to message me and have a good time reading up on my stuff! Basically Women Loving Women.

I don't cater to Men, or FTM.

I won't be doing any kind of Male!Reader things. My stuff is strictly Fem!Reader or GN!Reader.

I won't be writing about male characters from fandoms I'm interested in. This is a WLW blog, after-all.

I'm not very good at writing for characters, so most of my things are definitely OOC, though I try my best to make them accurate.

I'm also probably not going to write much smut or anything, and if I do it'll probably be angst rather than fluff, or it'll be non-graphic, mostly focusing on the POV, rather than the sensations or anything in detail.

Oh, speaking of which:

I'll likely mostly just be writing angst and fluff. I love both, angst has a tendency to get me sad irl if I think about it too much, so I probably won't be writing too much angst in a row. My angst will also usually have happy endings and fluff in them towards the middle and ends.

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Honkai Star Rail (High Interest Level)

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[starsarefire824]

Heeey moot! Just woke up! Even though I'm late, I just wanted to say that you deserve to write whatever tf you want and I'm sorry some peeps were harassing you about The Pact. I don't think folks know how hard it is to not only write, but then to post it for others to see. So, for them to criticize you when it's just a fun fic that they can ignore or filter out (tags on ao3 are meant to be used geez) its wild to me. You're doing something very unique with the characters and including a lot of different subgroups of the queer community splendidly while keeping them flawed like real teens - all in 1 fic. As a demi ace myself, I was so happy to see you incorporate that in your fic respectively and a lot of my queer Sex Ed came from detailed, researched fics bc even though my parents and school system talked to me about sex, there was nothing for the queer kids, let alone ace kids to get guidance on. So, for fic readers/writers like me, using fics to explore sexuality was a godsend.

Can't help but also think it's the biphobia kicking in again, specifically for characters like Mike. No one has a problem hc Max as bi even though it seems like lumax is clearly endgame over elmax or elumax, but when it comes to Mike being bi it's like the world is ending despite it clearly being byler endgame. I personally ship all hcs of Mike's sexuality cuz only Robin and Will have been confirmed queer. Everyone else in ST to me is undisclosed until stated straight or queer. But again that's me.

Also love your poly rep cuz my sib is poly and so were some of my grandma's cousins from 1950s-now. So, again, all or most sexualities explored in fics is a must, regardless if you ship it. I've always been a polypartycule shipper and enjoy how you include all party members and mention Duzie sometimes cuz too many times I found fics/hcs excluding the fact Dustin has a stable relationship with Suzie in favor of just highlighting byler and elumax as the romantic ones of the party.

Sorry for the rant but I had to let it out. I hated scrolling through my feed and seeing that post you made of folks getting heated over fiction like you're gonna convince the Duffers to change the whole script. Anyways I hope my support is felt. This is still me typing in a sleep daze and yeah. I'll continue reading your work cuz I enjoy good writers first and foremost and omg lol you made it having some harrassers cuz the greatest books were on the banned book list. Not saying you deserve the irrational hate, but that's how I'm framing it - this is giving "banned book energy" just cuz The Pact is exploring romantic madwheeler when no one cares about byclair or henderhop or henclair (despite folks labeling El as a lesbian). Anyways, you do you moot be blessed out here

Hello deer moot!!!! <33

Thanks so much for the positive vibes!!! I truly appreciate it. I guess I was just feeling a little let down that a select few people made it so far into a fic and then were angry about the way things were going and/or felt the need for me to tell them the ending. At first it didn't bother me, but after answering the same questions 1,000 times and trying to sort of reassure everyone it got to a point of being exhausting! I want to talk about the fic, but I don't really want to have to defend my writing/story/ship choices every chapter. It's kind of exhausting and was bringing me down a little bit. But anyway, enough about that.

I am SO GLAD that you are like...really vibing with some of the choices in that story? Especially with your unique pov being demi ace and having poly family. I think that fanfiction can be a very important tool for a lot of teen when it comes to exploring sex, especially if it's not a cis het-normative type or even just....dealing with sex from a young person's pov and all of the obstacles that everyone faces in that regard. Also, I think it can just open up a conversation or make a person think about things that maybe they might not of before etc etc. Or! They can just enjoy those scenes for the writing/good time. I'm here for all of it.

I'm not sure if it's a biphobia thing? It honestly hadn't occurred to me, but you may possibly be right. I know a lot of people headcanon Mike as gay, which I fully support. I wouldn't be surprised if that is the case. I think if Byler happens in canon, he'll be unlabeled. BUT I do like to write Mike as bi, I personally think that there were feelings for El at some point. I personally headcanon him as a bi-romantic, and sexually leaning towards men. But that's just me....

But anyway, as that pertains to madwheeler, I also really enjoy the bi for bi Max and Mike dynamic, specifically because it's fun to write, and secondly it's another thing to add to their already similar personalities. And yea. I agree... unless a character's sexuality is specifically stated like El and Will's, there is room for exploration for most characters and that's what fanfic and art is for.

I do think there is this strange thought process regarding bi characters, that if they have a relationship with a person of the opposite sex it's like they're not "queer enough" for other people. Like it's somehow lesser than if Mike has a relationship with a woman, even though he already, in canon, is well, with a woman. And that people tend to forget that people are still bi, still queer, even if they are in the most outwardly straight presenting relationship, cause let's face it....you can't really help who you're attracted to and who you fall in love with. it just is.

And when it comes to the madwheeler in this fic, I am fully aware it is one of the least popular ships out there, but again, that is one of the reasons I wanted to explore it. And a a bi, poly person my self it was really interesting putting these characters in a dynamic where they were both involved with people of differing genders and orientations. It gives you a lot to work with when it comes to having things to write about! シ

And as you said, it also allows for some messy, realistic teenage angst! Which I am always a fan of! ;)

Anyway, thank you for the rant. I appreciate it so much, and am honestly still blown away by the positive responses to this story. Even if it's not everyone's cup of tea!

[letitrainathousandflames]

Hey sorry to bother. You reblogged something from Lychgate who has an nsfw Twitter (dickgate) where he posts a bunch of really graphic clonecest. He’s a know fetishizer of clones and clonecest.

I truly, dearly hope you reconsider supporting him.

Hi! Thank you for the warning. I don't "support" him or anyone, per se - I see art I like and reblog it. I'm sorry, but I'll have to do a small rant. Firstly: do I fall in the "fetishizer of clones" category? Because most of what I do here is ogle over them and write graphic smut of them with self-insert reader characters. Anyway, moving on:

When I reblog art from the small internet artists here, I'm not raising a flag or promoting them or anything, I'm just... slapping some pretty/cool/funny art on my blog bc I liked it, y'know? My reblog of some person's doodle doesn't - and shouldn't - mean an immediate display of my agreeing with everything this person says and thinks.

In fact, we share glimpses of each other's thoughts, headcanons, opinions with a reblog and we move on to the next one. I have mutuals who like all sorts of things I don't - soup, hiking, the brithish royalty, hunting. I still reblog their stuff, and that doesn't mean our opinions on those topics align.

Of course, I'm always grateful for warnings about me accidentally rebbloging content from a terf/nazi/homophobe/pedophile/scammer, etc, etc. because then I can erase said post and report the user who made it to try make Tumblr a safer community. Disagreeing on whether soup is good isn't the same as disagreeing on lgbt rights.

But when it comes to shipping... man, I don't really care, y'know? Since the clones are all adults, this falls to me in the "ship and let ship" category, and I really lack the mental energy to get into the whole debate of what artist is writing/drawing what about people who, at the end of the day, are still nothing but [adult] fictional characters.

Because here's the deal: who really cares about how or with whom these characters are being shipped? "The children"? They shouldn't be looking at art marked as 18+ in an account that says "no minors". People (like myself) with squicks/triggers/traumas? Tags and blocking systems exist precisely to aid you with that. I use them and I love it. People that Don't Like that ship and want everyone to stop shipping it because they said so? Tags and blocking, again.

I didn't mean to soapbox on your ask, anon, and I'm not even defending Lychgate here bc I don't really care enough about him or this debate to do so tbh.

But I want to emphasize that I only appreciate these kind of warnings when they are about serious, actively damaging stuff, like me accidentally spreading crypto-terf posts bc they're disguised as feminism, or me having some creepy teen groomer's pokemon content on my blog bc they made a funny joke.

I know your intentions are good, but shipping discourse of adult ships is, in my particular opinion, not that important. I don't even ship clones, nor do I care when I see works in which they are shipped. I'm just... detached enough to see they are fictional characters that anyone can get to play with in their own sandbox the way they see fit, and that's none of my business.

That's my stance on adult ships of - and I repeat it - fictional characters. Again, this is not a dig at you or any other person squicked/triggered by clone shipping, nor is a pro clone shipping post. In fact, I'm not pro or against anything when it comes to adult ships - i'm over 30 and way too tired to be screaming about any of this anymore as I did in my teens. Now I just wanna sit here and vibe.

Thanks for the heads-up, and for the opportunity for me to talk about this. Please understand that I mean all of this in the most polite and cordial manner, and expect the same in any further communication between us that may follow. Good night and have a great rest of week.

[jiminsproof]

tag game ✨️

I was tagged by @wistfulocean to share top 10 of my blorbos. 💗 Thank you Heather. 🥰 I haven't really talked about my fictional faves on this blog, so here goes the first 10 characters that came to my mind with some RANTS:

Lan Xichen (The Untamed)

HE WAS WRITTEN FOR ME. FOR ME. The eldest just a tad bit gay and traumatised sibling which copes by trying to be a good person and taking care of everyone and especially his little brother? 😭 And meanwhile the universe is testing how much betrayal, grief and heartbreak he can take before he yeets himself into seclusion and hopefully not off the rooftop??? I WOULD DIE FOR HIM. Also choosing between him and Wuxian was very UNFAIR!!! 😡

Yoon Se-ri (Crash Landing On You)

MY ULTIMATE TRAUMA MADE ME COPE BY BEING A WORKAHOLIC CHARACTER. I love her to bits, and especially her big heart that just comes more and more to the surface as you continue to watch the series. 🥰 Also both her capability of judging people's character and her forgiveness!! The only straight person ever. And... possibly... the only straight person on this list....

Basil Hallward (The Picture of Dorian Gray)

A whole lot gay and in love with a homicidal asshole? (I still love you Dorian though). A poor baby that has done nothing wrong ever but still blamed himself for everything? An artist? How can I not love him? His 'it was not intended as a compliment, it was a confession' echoes in my mind every now and then, CHILLS just thinking about that scene.

Pa (Bad Buddy/Magic of Zero)

The only person to own a braincell in her family. 💗 (Sorry Pat I still love you though). Very relatable in refusing to deal with other's people bullshit but also somehow always finding herself in the middle of the same or slightly different bullshit?? Also I love another queer icon and Bad Buddy is exactly the subversion of all the BL toxic tropes WHICH I WILL NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT. NOT TO MENTION THE INKPA SPIN-OFF 🥲🥲🥲🥲

also A SAVAGE

Wen Kexing (Word of Honor)

All the atrocities he committed are a part of him and I've decided they're funny 🥰 I love both of WoH soulmates equally tbh but his character development and how he went from seeking revenge to fighting for his man only AND ULTIMATELY ALMOST SACRIFICING HIS LIFE FOR HIM I- 🥲 IT'S ABOUT OVERCOMING YOUR TRAUMA IT'S ABOUT DECIDING TO TELL ANOTHER STORY WITH YOUR LIFE IT'S ABOUT FOCUSING ON LOVE NOT ON HATRED BITCH. One of the best written characters I've ever seen. Oh and very gay obviously?

Margot Verger (Hannibal)

IT'S ABOUT KILLING YOUR ABUSER WITH THE POWER OF LESBIANISM. I really love her for how withstanding years of terrible treatment didn't make her incapable of telling right from wrong, her determination, and sense of humour. HILARIOUS. HER SENSE OF HUMOUR IS SO DRY. Not to mention her love story with Alana is possibly the most beautiful and aesthetically pleasing depiction of a wlw relationship in Western television!!!!! You can't prove me wrong bye

Pete (Kinnporsche)

Pete is one of the most relatable characters I've EVER seen in television (possibly like THE character for me but I'll give it some time), and his meltdown in the latter part of the series was honestly... wow... I cried for hours after watching ep 13 but it was also weirdly healing. He has a Shakespeare tattoo. He masks his own internal turmoil by being a sunshine and taking care of others. He said fuck dichotomy of evil. I stan an icon. Oh of course he's very gay too

Eve Polastri (Killing Eve)

IT'S ABOUT THE INVERSED HERO TROPE IT'S ABOUT DISCOVERING YOUR WORST INSTINCTS BY SEEING THEM MIRRORED IN SOMEONE ELSE AND FINALLY IT'S ABOUT ACCEPTING THEM AS A VALID AND VERY IMPORTANT PART OF YOU. I hated the ending of KE as any other folk (burying the gays.... showstopping....... spectacular......) but Eve's journey especially in the two first seasons was GREAT. Also, Phobe Waller-Bridge would never do this to me

and now onto some blasts from the past, my first two favourite characters ever were:

Anakin Skywalker & Padmé Amidala (Star Wars)

I was 6 when I became a SW fan and those two have always had my heart! SURE LIKE I KNOW THE PREQUELS ARE NOT ✨️FLAWLESS✨️BUT TRY WATCHING ROTS WITHOUT CRYING. YOU CAN'T. I could probably write an essay on why I love those two but let's keep it at: I love characters that are doomed from the start <3

can you tell i write essays about analysing media and my major means i look for symbolism everywhere haha?

no pressure tagging some of my favourite people, i hope you're having a lovely day 🥰: @singingtillthemorn, @kimchokejin, @ki-limepie, @aprylynn, @seoksao, @joon-rkive, @rintual. 💗

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hey, uh... I posted a thing.

.x. I'm so nervous about it, but please feel free to let me know what you all thing.

6 notes - Posted May 17, 2022

#4

Me, literally purchasing Iron Widow, like, eight hours ago: Oh boy! I've been looking forward to this.

Me, who literally just finished reading it like 10 minutes ago: .... I don't know how to feel... I..... what? No? Yes? Where's the rest?

Seriously, absolutely a stunner of a story. I'm 100% conflicted in my emotions; I want to scream, and cry, and laugh, and punch my pillows, and rant, and rave and I basically feel like the physical embodiment of this gif:

7 notes - Posted February 26, 2022

#3

Johnathan, honey, sweetie, babycakes.

The other oddness didn't prompt you to leave?

12 notes - Posted May 8, 2022

#2

Hey, uh, I hear people like some messy car doodles.

In honor of my birthday, I'm doing a tiny but of traveling but I'll still have hours to travel.

Send me some request here or @dragonslairofart!

19 notes - Posted February 16, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I'm waiting for the chapter™️ of SpyxFamily where Anya gets recaptured by the scientist who terrorized her originally and "Twilight" is ordered to let her go, but Loid is going to save his daughter one way or another, esper or not.

Then Thorn Princess is ordered to stop a rogue agent named "Twilight" who is trying to get in the way of some very important scientific research and its here that Loid reveals who he is in an earnest attempt to save Anya. Yor hesitates at first but still does her job, as ordered. Then he says the magic words of, "It's Anya. Their experiment is Anya. They took her, Yor. Theyre going to do... god knows what."

Yor knows Loid. She knows this is his honest side and she becomes furious.

Its easier then to work. They dont have to hide anymore from each other.

At the end, there is one lone door. They push it open to find Anya hooked up to all sorts of weird devices and the scientist orders them to stand back. He then has a menical rant about how her powers are going to be the reason the West is destroyed and yadda yadda yadda. Anya is crying. She is clearly terrified because she knows what this man is going to do to her because shes been here before and she doesnt want it.

So she weakly cries out, "Papa, Mama" and that man is DEAD. Gone in a second.

They free her and have a moment where Anya finally admits to whole fiasco- she knew about their roles, she is an esper, but she wasnt lying when she said she was happy and that she wanted to see them happy as well.

After a few moments, Loid hugs her tight. They are happy because they are a family. They may not be blood, and it may have started for a mission, but this was real now. They were staying together. Loid picks her up and Yor goes ahead to clear out any additional security that may be there.

Loid is aware that they cant escape-escape, because of how important keeping the two countries out of war is, but he definitely promises to retire as a spy when its over. Yor promises the same thing.

Theyre the best spy unit to ever exist and the first to declare neutrality. They work as a whole family to keep the nations safe. Ultimately, they do retire but still get caught up because of Anyas powers.

44 notes - Posted May 25, 2022

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[luimagines]

I am not a writer. Nor am I a person who posts stuff online,if at all rarely. But I am capable of typing and I am legally allowed to say that I have won a high school writing contest in my 3rd period English class in Sophomore year.I am still,what they call,VERY RUSTY.Take that as you may,but never in my life have I read an anonymous ask that has made me be burts into a desire to want to write down a bunch of story ideas of a dream that stranger had and then share it to another stranger online, to reply to publicly to about 100 more other strangers online. But none the less I STILL want to share to you sone of my--headcanons??--ideas??--bullshit dream story plotline??--(idk)-- I'll try to keep it limited because i don't want you to end up reading a rant novel-

I like to think that this //reader link? I'll just use y/n as a stand in i guess for this character or reader ??sorry if you dont like it,you can change it if you want?//before meeting The Chain Links *tm,she use to have a lot of problems being a #femaleheroinduringmediaveltimes but not in a way that most might see?I don't believe she would have really care for other people's opinions on the matter because she sees it as something very trivial and people will alway find a reason to look down on you and she also wasn't exactly let off easy for it during her training to be the hero of her kingdom.Even if she didn't want it,she was already destined and chosen for this path regardless of any possible sexist belief anyone had to offer.Her being the destined hero and needing to be strong enough to fight against Ganon was the utmost important thing on the to-do list,So bullshit like that was not accepted and they made sure it was in grain into her brain.

"Don't believe your enemies will ever go easy on you no matter what you are".

Most of the problems she would struggle as female I think ,would be on more on the biological side of things,for example like getting her period but being forced to have to truck though them anyways because she was a hero and it meant that you couldn't just take time off from your responsibilities and duty as Hyrule's saviour "just for some bad cramps" when you have lives to be saving and a world that needs to be protecting.So she would just not show any sign of complaint to the others about it or even let alone tell them about it and it just always seemed like from the outside that she would randomly just get super quiet and little withdrawn for no reason every month or so with a sort of tired/vacant look in their eyes?Anon also mentioned them having more of a military knight background and assuming she had been trained to or at least has lead troops into war/battle before,she could definitely be one of the teams best strategist along side with Warrior Link.I can definitely see them getting closer because of this as they're usually chipping in plans together and coming up with ideas/plans with what the best ways to use everyone on the team's special skills for certain position/roles during possible future battles.But a little bit after the whole "river" scenario i can definitely see legend sort of yell at her like

"wtf you is a girl and did not tell??? eXPLANaTiOn?????" "Because i didn't think it mattered??" "iT DoSe MaTtEr! ThAtS a bIG tHiNg!!"

There would definitely be a bit of an intervention with everyone to talk about the issue from "before". Maybe some what after everyone had gotten redressed and suddenly didn't feel like bathing anymore. After that everyone seem...awkward. No one knew exactly how to continue on with the revelation,so they all just stayed quite.At first she mistook this as a sign that everyone handled it well,she tried to continue business as always.While everyone was packing up to head out,she'd suddenly feel everyone's eyes.... Looking at her. When she turned she everyone just minding their own business.Maybe it was all just in herhead.The rest of the walk seem almost dead quiet.The once cheer mood of chatter was now replaced with an awkward tension filled with only small side glances,little quiet whispering from behind and an inability to look her in the face when she tried chatting with anyone.Is this what it was going to be like from now on?No of course not.They wouldn't let something as trivial as this get in the way of their relationship,right?they were still friends,right?

If you have the ability to but the stories in your head into recorded words then that makes you a writer.

No, I will not take any criticism on this matter.

This is beautifully thought out and it was a joy to read. I had to read it out loud out of fear that I would miss something entirely but I'm glad I did.

I would imagine it to be difficult to be on her period simply because when you're traveling there's no supplies to help out or lessen the situation! No cotton, no pain killers, not a lot of hot water to begin with... And yeah, she wouldn't say anything about it because a soldier wouldn't have the time to take care of it, let alone a hero.

She would also be the most used to blood on her clothes out of the group I think at this point. Just takes it upon her self to clean their clothes because they never seem to be able to get all of it and they don't know what they're doing even if she were to tell them how.

The boys think it's some magic technique but no.... it's just experience.

But the reader here that you mentioned would have had good teachers for burning it into her brain that it doesn't matter what body she has or what other people say because she the hero. She was born for this and there's no pleasing any one anyway. the best way out of this is to do the job and make sure you can get out alive.

What I want of the last paragraph is for her to get a little mad and question what the hell s wrong with everyone and then for someone to reply that it would have been disrespectful to look without direct permission because she would have deserved better than that. Like, they're fine with each other because they all have the same parts so like no big deal, but for them so openly show her themselves, verses her being seen openly.

I think it'll be a mixed bag of them being embarrassed that they were seen and that they saw her.

I think the ones least effected by it would be Wind, Warrior and Hyrule. Hyrule, because there's no like no people in his world so he doesn't have the same perception as the others, verses Wind who would probably be weird in the beginning but promptly not think too much on it because he has a sister at home and would help her bath when she was younger, verses Tetra who has had multiple shirts torn in the middle of battle- so who cares?

I was originally going to put Warrior as one of the most effected but I've played the game.... There are so many female warriors so if they got hit in the boob and needed attention then you take care of it. no questions asked and you move on with your day end of story.

The most effected would probably be Time, Twilight and Sky.

Time and Sky because- holy cow, I have a significant other, what am I going to say if they find out I saw another naked woman? Nothing. That's what. I'm a dead man if they ever find out.

Twilight because he was raised with his respect woman juice for breakfast and would have gladly turned away and oh my god- my mom is not going to like that I just didn't do anything this entire time and she's going to think that I just stared like some degenerate and what do I do now?

I think this is a fun concept and I don't mind exploring it more, but I'm beginning to suspect that I'm going to need a tag for the dream saga aren't I?

[ghost-chance]

Excerpt from "The Demon King and the Half-Breed Hermit"

Gotta log off for a while after this but first, I wanted to share this (unedited and incomplete) scene. It's for an upcoming (in-the-works) chapter of my Piccolo/OC-centric ▶Dragon Ball post-GT◀ fic, found on my FFnet account. Why am I sharing it? Firstly, it's proof I'm still writing (...trying...) and despite the long wait for new chapters, DK&HBH has NOT been abandoned. (NOTHING has been abandoned!) Secondly, THIS is what happens when I tell myself "I need to start writing characters who can effectively communicate and deal with their emotions like functional adults!" 😑 Yes...AUBERGINE happens.

Hopefully the "Queen of Issues" can make someone smile.

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Life as a single mother was generally a struggle; as a single mother of two half-Saiyan boys, life was a never-ending catastrophe. Fortunately for Son Chi-Chi, both her boys were grown men capable of running their own lives; unfortunately, that left her to manage her household alone. Oh, sure, Gohan and Videl regularly offered to move her into their home and take care of her, but she wasn't quite ready to accept that offer. She was quite capable of taking care of herself…at least, that is, when she wasn't weighed down with groceries and being chased down by a saber-toothed wildcat.

Winded, she stumbled and landed hard on her knees, her bags falling and the contents scattering. One moment she could practically feel the beast's rancid breath on her neck; the next a warning shout split the air, quickly followed by a pained yelp. Chi-Chi scrambled onto her back and stilled at the familiar silhouette cast by the afternoon sun through the trees. Black hair as ragged as ever and eyes dark as pitch, Aubergine held the struggling wildcat by the throat, leaching away its strength. She drained it a little longer before letting it slink away in shame, then looked to her fallen sister-in-law over her shoulder. "Are you hurt?"

"No," Chi-Chi answered as she gathered the spilled goods, then belatedly added "thank you." Aubrey shrugged and hoisted the bags onto her shoulder as the black faded from her eyes.

"Well, someone's got to shield the squishies," she replied instead. The familiar retort used to irritate Chi-Chi, but now she recognized it for what it was: you're welcome. I don't mind. Aubergine's long silences, half-answers, and silence took a while to adjust to but by now it was like a second language to her sister in-law. 

The remainder of the journey to Chi-Chi's home passed in a silence midway between comfortable and awkward, and before she knew it, the matron was stowing away her groceries. Aubergine sat at the table, brooding and fiddling with a small shaker jar from the revolving rack in the middle. Recognizing the speckled contents, she pried the lid open, sniffed at the contents, and sneezed; her eyes and sinuses burned in protest as she jammed it closed and shoved it back on the rack. Yes, she identified it correctly. "So how's Piccolo settling in?" At the resulting silence, she turned to find Aubergine scowling like someone who just chewed five lemons in a row without stopping to sweeten them. "That well, huh?" Chi-Chi teased. I

Aubergine shot her a deadpan glower then exchanged the speckled powder for a jar full of tiny seeds. As if it explained everything, she grunted, "he's not dead yet." These seeds didn't burn her nose but they had a rather unpleasant smell somewhat like rank body odor. Nose scrunching at the stink, Aubrey exchanged the jar for a tall shaker full of tiny white crystals with a much sweeter scent. Over by the table, Chi-Chi gave a knowing smile as the half-breed examined her spices. "I don't understand how one person can require so many of these things," Aubergine muttered surveying the multitude of tiny jars and shakers on the Lazy-Susan. "What's the point of all this crap?" 

"Spices?" Chi-Chi asked, and upon receiving a blank look added, "they make food taste good. As for the number, different dishes require different spices—you can't cook everything with the same ingredients." Aubrey stilled, eyes wide and locked on the three jars she investigated before. "What brought you here anyway?" If Chi-Chi didn't know any better, she'd say the half-breed was embarrassed.

"He quit complaining," Aubrey mumbled. "He used to whine that I was poisoning him; now he doesn't say anything…but…he doesn't have to. I thought…" She fell silent, cleared her throat, then collected the other two bottles and shoved the lot toward Chi-Chi. "Fish. It was worse than usual."

Chi-Chi was used to getting only half the picture from her half-Saiyan sister-in-law but this was even less information than usual. Those three spices were never used in the same dish; then again, this was Aubergine, and Aubergine was quite possibly the worst cook in the realms. "Correct me if I'm wrong," Chi-Chi asked, "but are you saying you cooked fish…with black pepper, cumin, and sugar…?" The half-breed glanced at the jars, read the fading labels, and gave a wary nod; Chi-Chi felt her breakfast threaten reappearance. "No wonder, then," she sighed. "Cumin and pepper can be used on fish but generally not together, and you don't use sugar on seafood."

"This is so stupid." …and so began Aubrey's usual response to statements regarding food as anything beyond life-preserving sustenance. After so many years of hearing the same thing over and over again, Chi-Chi easily tuned out the increasingly loud rant and gathered a few more appropriate seasonings for fish. "Food doesn't have to taste good!" Aubergine spat without regard. "Its only purpose is to keep you from dying of hunger, anything beyond that is friv—" Finally, she went silent. Of course, taking Chi-Chi's frying pan to the skull would shut anyone up.

"There's more to life than just existing," Chi-Chi scolded as Aubergine rubbed the already swelling lump on her skull and growled under her breath. "There's more to life than just survival. We were put on this Earth to thrive, not just not die."

"We were put on this Earth because my dumbass brother didn't have the balls to kill that midget Pilaf from the start." This time she ducked the frying pan. 

"You're missing the point as always," Chi-Chi huffed. "I swear, you're so much like my Goku. Aubergine, when your life's over, you'll have an eternity to look back on what you did. If all you have to look back on is not dying, then what's the point?" Aubergine went silent, glaring at the wall beside her as if blaming it for everything that ever went wrong in her life. It didn't escape Chi-Chi that said wall stood between her kitchen and the home Goku and Aubergine grew up in. Not for the first time, she wondered what the half-breed's life was like in those early years, and what molded her into the distant, bristly woman she was now.

"Life was always enough before." The admission was quiet—half-muffled in Aubrey's mostly flat chest and aimed into the polished tabletop—but to the human matron it had the same impact as a battle cry. "Stay out of danger," the half-saiyan muttered as though reciting some sort of task list. "Find and maintain shelter, locate reliable sustenance, protect your brother…" ..wait for me to come find you. I promise, I'll come find you! Bardock may have been a visionary, but an honest Saiyan, he was not. He never came for them… "That used to be enough…" …until said brother ran off with a blue-haired teenager in search of adventure and left Aubergine behind. Sure, she caught up after a while and tagged along for a few misadventures—living alone in the wilds got boring, after all—but at the end of the day, she couldn't even accomplish the most important of these tasks. She couldn't protect Goku. One hand strayed up to brush her bangs out of her dead eye. She couldn't even protect herself. "Why isn't that enough anymore?"

"Perhaps it never really was enough." Chi-Chi's smile held no judgment and her voice no censure. "Perhaps you're only just realizing it now." Perhaps…Aubergine turned to the window, eyes trained on the distant misty peak of Mt. Paozu. After so many years of feeling stuck in place, maybe it was time to change. "I've offered before and the offer stands—I'll teach you to cook if you'll let me." For the first time, the offer was answered with a long silence instead of some bitter retort or evasive remark, proof in Chi-Chi's mind that the other was finally considering it.

"A year ago none of this would've…" Aubergine fell silent; again, she was driven to brush her bangs away from her blind eye though they weren't impairing her sight. That nervous tic would be the death of her someday… She cleared her throat and tried again. "Nothing mattered a year ago. It still shouldn't matter." Chi-Chi faltered. She recognized where this topic was leading as easily as she knew how Aubergine must have reacted to Piccolo's resurrection. She smoothed the skirt of her long dress and seated herself at the table. The rest of the groceries could wait a bit longer.

"The first time I lost Goku…" I lost Goku. Even after so many times of saying those words, her throat still caught around them; even after how many times Goku died, the very mention still triggered an echo of the day Krillin brought her the news. Her son, missing – her husband, dead – worst of all, the threat wasn't even over. "Well, I was a mess," Chi-Chi finished mildly. The past was in the past—let it lie there in peace. "Every time I lost him, I felt sure it was my fault for not being strong enough to keep him. Every time he came back, I tried harder than before to make him stay…and every time, I lost him again anyway…the last time, for good. He refused to be revived." Even now, the words made her eyes burn and her throat clench, so it was a comfort when Aubergine broke the tense silence.

"He was an idiot like that." The dry remark earned a weak chuckle.

"Indeed. Even now, were he to walk through that door, I'd still take him back. He left us all behind when he refused resurrection, but I'd still welcome him home with open arms." She hummed softly, leaning on her elbows and looking out the nearest window. Already the blue of the sky was deepening and the days, shortening—harvest time might come early this year. "For all his faults, and there were many, Goku was always so much stronger than I ever could be. I could never leave behind those I love, even to keep them safe…he did so without a second thought."

"But when the danger's gone, how does staying dead solve anything?" Aubergine cut in—an unusually long sentence from an unusually brief speaker. "The people he left behind—they still needed him—they depended on him, and he turned his back on them!" Chi-Chi hazarded a glance at her company; Aubergine was off in another world, her vision trained somewhere far beyond the woodgrain of the tabletop. "Didn't he know? Didn't it matter?" Chi-Chi's wrinkle-framed lips tilted into a sly smile.

"He knew there were such people, I'm sure," she answered. "I have a feeling he didn't quite understand what it would put you through." Aubergine gave a faint nod, eyes distant, then startled as she realized the subject change. Both women knew they were no longer talking about Goku; neither was ready to admit it, either. The half-Saiyan's cheeks darkened in embarrassment, but the effect was lessened by the venomous glare aimed out the window. "You never told him, did you?" Chi-Chi pressed.

"Why bother?" Aubergine muttered. "He knew what he was doing. He had to know I'd—" She fell short, remembering vividly the searing pain in her chest from the day the earth was destroyed—the fracturing of a heart timed to the shattering of a planet. From the first wince to the last breath, she felt Piccolo die, and it was a feeling she'd never forget…or forgive. "...I never should have marked the bastard."

Once again, Chi-Chi was given only bits and pieces, but this time she was content with it. If the scars on Aubergine's throat were any indication, the whole picture wasn't one she cared to see.

[geek-gem]

My thoughts on the upcoming Doom movie reboot

This is something I haven't never really talked about. Especially I first went on Tumblr to search for any people talking of it. Yet theirs hardly or just barely anything. Especially I didn't wanna look through the whole thing but doom movie reboot doesn't work.

But just in case if anyone is wondering yeah theirs a Doom movie reboot that's being made I forgot if their in post production or not. But it's gonna be straight to DVD or whatever whether streaming or whatever.....

Basically this is gonna be me rambling and it isn't much of a rant but could be. Also just how I feel like a Doom movie should of gone.....yet also me talking about the realistic nature of why maybe something like my ideas wouldn't happen but it sounds like bullshit considering certain R rated films.

Honestly the Doom movie reboot is a film I'm not interested in. Basically when I found out it was straight to DVD and not gonna be released in theaters. I wasn't interested.

Especially over time I didn't cared for the movie more as time went on considering certain news updates.

Honestly I seriously dislike how this movie just came out of nowhere to me personally unless their was an announcement. It was first found out when one of the actors seriously tweeted about being casted in the film and gonna say I got this from Mr. H Reviews he's done videos on these.

It's kind of crazy I mean unless they were gonna announce it. It's just stupid that it's just so secretive. Especially why straight to DVD why couldn't it be in theaters? In fact as a big Doom fan and Doomguy/Doomslayer fan the idea of a movie reboot that's good is something want.

Listen I never wanna see the old 2005 film. Even though when I was young I saw moments. But as a fan of the series and hearing so much shit about it I don't wanna even see the film.

Well I've heard some little details that are nice but just......it's weird to talk about and I don't wanna sound toxic.

But why can't we have a big R rated fun action film that's brutal as fuck and has a kick ass soundtrack. With Mick Gordon doing the music like the 2016 reboot and the upcoming Doom Eternal game.(2nd edit also music like from Disturbed and Five Finger Death Punch and other metal bands too)

Seriously I have ideas and even casting choices.

Such as the brilliant fan casting of Tom Hardy as Doomguy/Doomslayer. While I feel now these days Tom Hardy might not be interested in a role like Doomguy. Yet considering works like Mad Max Fury Road he might. Also while I've tried to think of other actors but it's very difficult especially to fit the lore. But honestly Tom Hardy kicks ass he fits.

Including other casting choices like Jamie Lee Curtis as Olivia Pierce. While I have thought of Liam Nesson. It's just Darin De Paul is so damn good as Samuel Hayden why the hell replace him. Had to Google Liam's last name and samuel hayden voice actor which is on a Google screen. Honestly this voice acting thing should go to Vega as well.

While yes I'm thinking more of the basis of the movie based upon the 2016 reboot. I've had ideas what if it's a mixture of the original games like Doom 1 and 2. Along with the reboot don't worry Hell On Earth would be the sequel. Basically the whole idea the original games took place in the 2020's but still.(2nd edit still most likely 2149 like the 2016 game)

I've seen ideas people mentioning of what if a Doom movie that's like Hardcore Henry. I've never seen that movie yet I've read the story on Wikipedia and the idea is great. Yet the original idea for me people might not like. But it would be done in a way respectful to the games.

I've seen people talked about Dredd 2012 and how it should be like that film and that film is fucking awesome. But the idea is Doomguy is still Doomguy. Yet the more character stuff you'll get will be with other characters who join along with Doomguy. As a joke he's basically baby sitting these characters and their trying to help out. While it still has Doomguy be this quiet protagonist that really speaks loud with his actions and also in some moments showing his humanity still.

Especially get a reference to Daisy in there some how.

Especially Doomguy is still the protagonist while we have other characters that can talk as they react and try to interact with Doomguy in some ways. Especially if they try to help him.

Yet honestly one thing that got me thinking and I guess is a road block. What about the whole idea is this the same Doomguy from the classic games and the reboot series where he's gone through dimensions and shit. Yes I'm one of those people who goes with that especially with Quake Champions confirming it. Or is it a whole different Doomguy being a badass and has the same agenda. It's a weird thing to think about but I'm probably thinking about it too much.

Yet honestly when I think about it but let me say this. Universal has the money to do this. Their one of the biggest companies and they have the money to back it up.

Or are they seriously scared of what happened with the first film. Is it a big risk probably so to do a film like what I'm talking about it probably is. But we have films that have been R rated and being big box office hits whether their low budget or whatever else.

Also I should get to the big thing.....the whole female Doomguy shit that was tweeted and people were pissed off and it bothered me as well. Especially nights ago I remember speaking to myself watching Christopher Ridge's video on the movie reboot and his thoughts on what's going on. I don't watch his channel much really yet it made me think but still I'm bothered.

Listen I have nothing against female protagonists and....I might sound stupid I weirdly want that in Doom while Doomguy is still the main character. I ignore the novels because people disown those novels and from what I heard they go in a completely different direction.

But I feel yeah Doomguy is the base character for the player. Yet over time the character has I guess involved where he's basically his own character while you can still be him. Especially just whatever story parts while story isn't as important as gameplay it's something I look at. I would like Doomguy portrayed accurately.

Honestly while I've read a comment below Christopher Ridge's video on the movie with the tweet that someone said fans could be assuming or whatever. We don't know if Doomguy is in the movie. I do agree with Christopher or if I remember he mentioned that actress should of maybe not said that or should of been more careful about saying that. Because that seriously bothered me as such a big fan of the character Doomguy/Doomslayer himself.

I feel or might of forgotten stuff that is maybe all I have to say.

Tags done and decided to put this in the charger before tags. I just wanted to mention my opinions about this. Thinking of it I'll post my opinions on the film if it gets a trailer hopefully. If it gets one and not released out if nowhere hopefully.

Especially if we get a film with ideas like mine. Can we get hash tags like, #ripandtear and #alldemonsmustdie #killalldemons and more whatever else

Edit glad theirs no notes on this yet. But I went to the bathroom and seriously forgot adding an awesome image to this because I want to.

I just love that image and I basically want a film like that, live action with some CGI and practical demons. CGI for ones that need it. Along having some story but it's basically Doomguy/Doomslayer kicking hell's ass.