#NO I'm not projecting at all why do you ask

[nexomy]

Okayyyyy, here goes. Let's go through this, shall we?

John doesn't care the slightest bit about Mary. Like I- He cares, sure, but out of guilt more than anything. John has a pattern in his relationships where he can never be fully honest, fully sincere, and he pretends to care about the women around him much more than he actually does. That man is running on autopilot with most people. He's not doing that with Sherlock.

You want to know why John forgave Mary so easily? Because past "she wasn't supposed to be like that", he didn't like. Care. Much. I mean, come ON. He didn't even know her enough to tell she didn't like his bloody mustache. And that didn't disturb him, even a little? In the bomb scene, he almost seems a bit relieved to get to die with Sherlock, he doesn't even try to run for it for his wife. And before you say that it was impossible or something, even when something is impossible, John still tries it, most of the time. Why not there?

Mary didn't betray John's trust issues, because he never fully let his guard down. That's why his anger issues never/rarely flared up with her.

Then, as to why John never takes the time to ask about the two years, or doesn't seem to notice how broken Sherlock is... John and Sherlock never talk about things. Not in S1, not in S2. They rarely address emotionally charged topics without one or the other lashing out or lighting up the mood with a joke. So John doesn't take the initiative here to address it, but then again, neither does Sherlock. Sherlock never explains to John why he did what he did, always insists on saving face. John has no reason to think the two years is what broke Sherlock, instead of like, I don't know, the fact that his... Well, whatever John is to him, is gone, or at least, not in his life as much. John suffers from his own choices and his wedding, but he doesn't seem to be willing to recognize that. I think he's projecting on Sherlock.

Which is why I'm saying that without a proper addressing of the Fall, and all its implications, and the motives and context, John CANNOT forgive Sherlock. Not truly. The anger stays. Because, as you said yourself, a huge chunk of his character is that he always sees the worst in Sherlock, as much of not more than he sees the best. Sherlock is a lot less monstrous than John seems to believe, and yet, he still adores that version of him. I think John is a pessimist to shield himself, "if I see the worst in people, then they can never surprise me when they hurt me". But with Sherlock, despite John knowing how bad he can get, he just can't resist the pull. That doesn't mean John forgives Sherlock, so much as he doesn't have a choice, if he wants to continue the friendship. It's the toxic codependency to the highest degree! Deli-li-cious.

The real reason why John is still angry is obvious: The writers liked the drama. That's it. And they wanted to create this character that everyone thought was a monster, that WAS a monster, but not really. That didn't turn out great for them, Sherlock isn't actually a monster many, if any times thourought the show. Meanwhile, Mary is a manipulator and easily violent. But the writers didn't see Mary as a character, more like a plot device, like all the other women on the show. That's why she's forgiven so easily, whilst Sherlock isn't. They don't want to waste too much screen time and emotional depth on her. The show is called "Sherlock", after all!

"Nothing has changed or will ever changed between us" is true, at its core. John is never going to be fully emotionally honest, just like he wasn't from the start, is always going to prioritize Sherlock, and keep him in his life. That was the situation from the start. I wouldn't be surprised to learn that John has a history of losing relationships because he wasn't open enough. With Sherlock, it's different. He doesn't have to be open, because Sherlock doesn't care about him, not really. WE know that's not true, but this lie IS what allows John fo trust Sherlock, and that he won't leave. "As long as I'm useful, he won't leave, no matter if I'm angry at him or not, or if I lash out, or if I can't be emotionally vulnerable. He'll stay, as long as I'm useful. I have to keep being useful."

And then Sherlock leaves. To protect John. Because he CARES.

And that... Well, I think that John blames himself, honestly. "I wasn't useful enough". Maybe at some point, he DOES realize why Sherlock did what he did. But that doesn't fix anything. That wasn't the deal. It wasn't like that between them, Sherlock wasn't supposed to care, and that throws their whole dynamic off-balance, and John doesn't know how to deal with it. It was supposed to be them both against the rest of the world. And Sherlock threw himself at the frontlines, leaving John behind.

Of course, we, the audience, understand why Sherlock did it. But John would have rather died with him, back then. He can't forgive Sherlock, not fully, no matter the reasoning, because Sherlock caring is not a positive. If Sherlock left to protect him once, he might do it again. No matter how useful John is.

John was fine being friends with a sociopath. More than, actually. After the Fall, he has to learn to be friends with a human. And that's harder, scarier.

Of course, this is all just my take, my desperate attempt at making sense of a story that only really existed to make Sherlock suffer for the drama of it. But it's a more interesting reading than "John's just an asshole", to me.

Sherlock, 4.02 The Lying Detective

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PSA: Privacy and PR relationships

If you're new here or if you haven't read my blog thoroughly, I do NOT believe that Lukola hasn't launched for privacy for their relationship or BN. I also do not believe one of L's friends let him borrow A as a PR gf. There's little to ZERO evidence for either of these theories, and I've done my own research 10 mos. ago - thoroughly w/ my partner - to where we are firm in our beliefs. As the WT wrapped up, not only did we think N was expecting but we also thought an NDA contract had been put in place. Imo, we have gotten confirmation that both of those things are true.

AGAIN - and this is the last time I'll say this - feel free to put your OWN theories on your OWN blog! Each of you has a blank canvas to write on this platform. DO NOT come in my comment section or Asks to be contradictory. Half of the time the statements are half baked (if not trolls), and are an insult to the diligence/ time that my partner & I put in on the subject. (Note: the troll who waits for me to put Anon on so they can call me names/ tell me I need help? The projection is REAL. You'll always be blocked, and prayers said for you to get on your meds. 🙏)

OF COURSE you can disagree w/ aspects of the overarching theory on here. For instance, some think JD posted on his own the other day whilst I think it was planned; I have no prob. w/ differing opinions, as long as we're on the same page as to WHY it's all happening. We have NO common ground if you think BN doesn't exist, Lukola has such a privacy kink that they're secret and can't realize the secrecy increases speculation/ forfeits their privacy, or that they'd purposely play w/ fans by being in PR rels. w/ adjacents who are detrimental to their careers.

Lurk as you will, but as JD said today: Leave me alone! if you have nothing positive or constructive to add to my blog. There are plenty of other blogs who are like a hall monitor for opinions. That's not what you get here and I'm quite ok if you don't like it, or if I end up being wrong. But so far, my batting average is quite high... and I can't wait for Lukola to hit a home run w/ their launch as a couple! 🏏 👫👶🙌 🍾🥂

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I walk into the great hall with Hermione, we're discussing the answers we got on an assignment, we head to our usual seats. "Hi Harry, hi Ron." I smile. They just nod before going back to whispering amongst themselves. I give Hermione a werid look before she looks back at me. She gives me a pat on my back, giving me a reassuring smile. I look around the hall, seeing many people whispering, all their eyes piercing at me. I shift uncomfortably in the wooden bench. I pick up my spoon and stir my soup slowly, my leg bouncing. "Hermione? Why is everyone looking at me like that?" I ask with a low voice. She shurgs. "I dunno, did you do anything hurtful to anyone?" My eyes widen. "We both know I would never do that!" I state. "Just saying." She says, taking a bite of a piece of garlic bread.

"Harry, Ron? What's happening!" I shout. The whole Gryffindor table looks at me before erupting into loud whispers. Harry gives Ron a look. He nods. Harry looks back at me. "There's a rumor.. going around.." he starts. My eyebrows raise in curiosity. "About..?" I ask slowly, my fingers let go of the spoon. "That you're kinda..dating Mattheo Riddle." He says, forcing an awkward smile. "What!?" I gasp. Hermiones head turns to me. "Hermione!" I practically yell. "We all know i wouldn't even touch Mattheo Riddle with a ten foot pole!?" I pause. "We know, but still..he has been flirting with you a lot recently.." I groan. "You bloody idiots, he flirts with everyone!" I exclaim. The whole table is now watching our argument. "I suppose." Ron says, taking a huge bite of a turkey leg. "Look, i believe you, Y/n." Hermione smiles. "Thank you!" I sigh in relief. At least someone believes me. "Come on, we've been at his head since the first year! Why would I ever date Mattheo Riddle?!" Harry looks down. "I suppose I believe you. But his father is a horrible person." I let out a sympathetic smile for him. Mattheos' father did kill Harry's parents. "I know." I say, leaning over the table slightly, patting him. "Thank you, Y/n." He says.

Then, a student I've never seen before, I'm guessing they're a 6th year student, comes up to me. "Is it true? Is it true that you're dating Mattheo Riddle!?" He asks. I sigh heavily. "Sorry, but no, i hate that guy." I say, smiling sarcastically before rolling my eyes. "Oh." He simply says before walking away. Throughout my time of trying to peacefully eat my dinner, at least 2 other people came up to me to ask the same thing; if I was dating Mattheo.

"Excuse me-" a little boy speaks up.

I groan loudly. "No, i am not dating Mattheo Riddle, and no, i will never ever date him!" I stand up, pushing past the kid. I probably said that so loudly that the whole castle heard. Many people begin to stare as I walk out.

I storm out as I walk through the corridors. A ravenclaw student looks me up and down, his eyes squinting. "What?" I hiss at him, he looks down and walks faster, avoiding my gaze. I roll my eyes. Gosh! Does the whole school know about that rumor? Maybe Riddle knows something about all of this, either if he knew who started it or where the rumor came from.

I head down to the duegons, where the Slytherin common room was located. I remember the password for the room because once in my 3rd year, I was paired up with Blaise Zabini for a project. "Pureblood," I mumble as the door opens. I look around, and thankfully, everyone is at dinner. The coast is clear. If people saw me here in my red robes and found out i was going to Mattheos dorm, it was further escalated to the situation. I walk up the stairs to the boys' dormitory. I look at the sliver signs hung outside the doors, I see many familiar names, like Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, and finally, Mattho Riddle.

I hesitate for a moment, rethinking my choices. I inhale deeply as I knock. I wait a few fair seconds before he opens the door. He's in his regular clothes; a grey shirt and black jeans. My eyes betray me as I check him out slightly. I look back at his stupidly handsome face. His face has many previous scars from the many fights he had. At least once a week, he fights someone for a stupid reason. Once, he fought someone for simply giving him a dirty look.

"Checking me out, L/n?" He chuckles, his tone dripping with curiosity and sarcasm. "As if!" I say. "Now, we have to talk." I say, entering his dorm. "About what?" He says, catching up to me. I take a second to admire his dorm. It's surprisingly clean and tidy. I highly expected to see a bunch of dirty laundry all over the place. I guess Mattheos is the type of guy to seem very messy when he's actually very clean. He's like that with academics. He seems like a slacker, especially considering his "bad boy" reputation. I thought he got horrible grades, but he's actually the second highest in our whole year. First, obviously being Hermione.

"The rumor." I say, turning around face him. His eyebrows widen in almost a taunting way. "What rumor?" He smiles innocently. "The rumor!" I repeat. "Im sorry, I have no idea of what you're talking about." He exclaims. His expressions obviously very dramatic. "Bloody idiot." I mutter, crossing my arms. "The rumor of us dating." I mutter fast, looking to the side. "I'm sorry, what was that?" He says, his eyes widening, he steps closer. "The rumor going around of us dating." I say this time clearly and more louder. "Ohh, that one." He nods, walking around me, his hands behind him in a professional manner, like a hunter roaming its prey.

"We have to put an end to this. At least 5 people had asked me today if I was dating your arse." He pauses. "And what did you reply back?" He says. "That i wouldn't touch you with a 10 foot pole!" I yell, glaring at him. He looks back, we have a staring contest for a few moments, I could feel my heart beating nervously, I suddenly blink and end the eye contact. "Funny." He says.

"Tomorrow, you're going to tell everyone that you hate me and that we never dated." I threaten, it's more of an empty threat, though. He leans back against his desk, arms crossed, watching her with that infuriating smirk. "Is that so?" His voice is lazy, almost amused. I step closer, my jaw tightening. "Yes. You’re going to end this rumor tomorrow." Mattheo tilts his head, eyes flicking over me. I shift uncomfortably. "And what if I don’t?" I exhale sharply. "Then I’ll do it myself." He chuckles, low and dangerous. "Go ahead. See if anyone believes you." I inhale deeply. "What the bloody hell is wrong with you?" He smirks. "A lot of things, love." He says. Love? Did this idiot just call me love!? I catch my breath, but I refuse to back down. "You’re utterly disgusting." His smirk deepens. "And yet, you came all the way here… to my dorm…" My throat tightens as I begin to come up with an answer. "Well, because I-"

"Because what, sweetheart?" His tone dripping with mockery. "I fucking hate you!" I yell. "For someone who claims to hate me, you sure do blush a lot." He smirks. His face leaning in, his hands in his pockets. His right, I am blushing. More then I should be. "It's just hot in here.."

"Sure." He whispers. He's so close i can practically feel the heat radiating off of him. "Admit it." He spits, his voice laced with desire. I gulp. "You like this..."

I'm guessing this means all the undeniable tension between us and the attention he's giving me.

I make a bold move and step forward. We're practically touching now. I just realized how tall Mattheo is - he's at least a foot taller than me. I look up at him, and he looks down at me, licking his lips. I'm going to go crazy is this man doesn't smash his lips onto mine in the nex-

Mattheo grabs my waist and presses his lips onto mine. I take a moment to taste his lips. Of course, they taste like smoke from all the cigarettes he smokes. The kiss is everything in one, rough, soft, hard, light.

"Did you seriously just use Legilimency on me, Riddle!?" I exclaim, figeting with his tie. "Possibly..?" He murmurs, his eyes tracing up and down my body. He changes the topic by shushing me by kissing me. He pins me to the nearest wall, my back colliding with it. I moan softly. He pulls at my skirt a little.

"You know.." I whisper. "If you want me to take my clothes off, just say so." I say. "Please do -" he whimpers. I undo my top slowly as he watches, his eyes hungry. When i finally unbutton my top to reveal my lace bra, his eyes widen as his lips part. "Wow.." he whispers. My stomach does a blackflip. I pull down my skirt. Under my skirt, there's my matching black underwear. He runs his hands over my body as he leans in for another hungry kiss, this one being much rougher. "Jump." He whispers, i do, he catches me, his hands digging into my thigh, he kisses my neck as he throws me onto his bed. I moan as I land on his soft bed, I rub my hands along the hem of his shirt, pulling it off, and he breathes heavily. My eyes glaze over his toned body. He has broad shoulders and abs. I lick my lips as I trace my finger along his body in a seductive way.

He has many faded scars, showcasing all the trauma he's been, though. He leans down and kisses my cleavage all the way up to my neck, each time leaving some purple bruises along my body. I tilt my head back in pleasure.

I grasp his shoulders as I flip him so he's underneath me. It's my turn to mark him.

He gasps slightly before smirking.

"Not so innocent, eh?" He chuckles. I shush him with a fat kiss on his lips. He cups my cheeks, my hands roam all around his perfect body. I climb on top of him, straddling him. I notice the hard budge in his pants, i grab it boldy as I kiss him. He buckles his hips, grabbing my waist. "Fuck-" he murmurs, titling his head back. I smirk, drawing circles on his pants. "Fucking hell Y/n.." he mumbles. "Suck my dick right now." He demands. "Beg for me." I whisper, unzipping his pants slowly. "Youre going to be the detah of me." He sighs. "Please, L/n, suck my fucking dick." He exclaims, caressing my cheek. "Please.." he begs more.

If you would have told me a few ago that Mattheo was begging for me to suck his dick I would think you would utterly bloody insane.

I unzip his pants and pull them down to his knees. My eyes widen at his black boxers. His dick looks huge. I look back at him, his eyes screaming with lust. His eyes low and dangerous. I pull down his boxers. I gasped at his length. He's fucking massive. He smirks. I probably boosted his ego way more. It's already high enough as it is.

He dick is stained with pre cum, I tease him by stroking his cock, he whimpers.

"Fuc-" he stammers. "Fuck y/n!" He yells.

I stroke it faster as he runs out of breath. "You like that?" I smirk. "Mm, yes." He reply back, holding my waist. I bring my mouth closer to his cock, I lick his tip, tasting his salty juices. I make sure my tongue licks all around his tip, going in a circular motion. I slowly bob my head, sucking lightly, storking his dick, my other hand resting on his thigh. "D-damn." He stutters out. "Imagine if your stupid little friends saw what yo-you were doing right now." He taunts. "And imagine what your high egoed, jerk friends saw you right now." I say, my mouth full of his cock. "Shit, I'm gonna c-come." He shouts. "Go ahead." I mutter. As he comes in my mouth, i lick every last drop up. He tilts his head back again, mumbling a few curses.

"What a slut. Tsk tsk." He whispers in my ear, grabbing my hair. I gasp. "Now," he begins. "I think i need to fuck that attitude right out of ya." He murmurs, his voice sinister. I nod helplessly. "I need fucking words Y/n." He demands. "Yes, please.." i answer "Please what?" He asks. "Please fuck me!" I yell, his hands dangerously close to my pussy. He grabs me and flips me, so he's now ontop. He places a hand under me, his hand fidgeting with my bra strap until it clicks off. He throws my bra across the room. He places a quick kiss in between my breasts, as he also rips off my underwear. "Such a pretty body." He licks his lips. "To bad you have such a bitchy attitude." He smirks. "What a handsome face, too bad you're such a bloody idiot." I sarcastically say, touching his cheek.

Now, we're both completely naked. I still can't believe this is happening, Mattheo Riddle, aka the guy who has constantly bullied and picked on me since first year, is now about to fuck me. But this doesn't mean anything? Right? It's just a quick fuck, we'll put our clothes back on and he'll tell me to get out, and we'll go back to our old routines without uttering a word about this night..?

He grabs both of my legs and places them overtop his shoulders, his dick lining up with my opening. "Do it." I demand, grabbing his sheets. "Spit." He says, holding his hand out for me to spit in. He rubs my saliva all over his dick. His tip enters my opening as I moan softly. I buckle my hips getting used to this. "Y/n," he asks. "Are you a virgin?" I smirk"Fucking whore. Who was it?" He asks. "Fred Weasley." I yell as he enters me. "Was he good?" Mattheo scoffs, his voice laced with jealously. "He was a-amazing-!" I shout, my voice cracking. He slowly goes in and out. "I'll fuck you so hard the only thing that you will remember is my name, I'll be all you could think of" He smirks. I gasped at this. I do nothing but nod.

I remember around 6 months ago I fucked Fred, I cant remember how it happend, but it did. He was pretty good, but we agreed to never bring it up again.

He's so big I can feel him in my stomach. "Fuck!" I yell, my eyes rolling back. "I...mm! Fucking...hate..you!" I shout at him, I close my eyes due to the overwhelming pleasure. "Keep telling yourself that!" He yells aswell. He hits my sweetspot as I moan loudly. "Moan any louder, and the whole common room will hear." He teases, grabbing my breasts. He coutines to push in and out of me, roughly. I could feel the bed speaking. I grab his shoulder, my fingernails digging into him.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I yell. I can tell I'm close. "I'm gonna- cum!" I whimper, looking up at him. "Cum all over my cock." He says, rubbing my sides. So I do. "Fucking perfect." He praises. I sigh in relief as he flops beside me. "So, am i better than that Weasley boy?" He asks me. "I guess so." I shurg nonchalantly as I stand up, picking up my clothes and putting them back on me. "That's all you have to say!?" He gasps. "Looks like someone's jealous." I boop his nose. "I am not!" He shouts. "Just kidding, you were fucking amazing." I smile lightly. "Uh, thank you."

"Mattheo, are we still enemies or..?" I ask, looking down. "I mean.. if you want to be.. I don't think any of our friends would approve of us.. you know..dating." he replies back. I can imagine my friends' reactions when I tell them I'm actually dating Mattheo Riddle, and it's not just some rumor. "Unless.. you wanna date in like secrect?" He inhales, steping closer to me, as he buttons up his top. "Uh..yeah..I'll like that." I smile. I guess, deep down, i always had feelings for Mattheo.. I just kinda denied them and ignored them. I guess that's why I always feel nervous around him. "Come back here tomorrow, love." He kisses me. "See you later." I smile.

The next day, i found myself staring at him in classes, the great hall, the hallways , you name it. It was like Cupid struck me with an arrow. Sure, he was amazing at sex, but what would he be like as a boyfriend? "Y/n, earth to Y/n!" Hermione says, waving a hand in my face. "Sorry, mione." I giggle awkwardly. "Guess what!" She smiles. "What? Did you finally free the house elves?" I smile back. "Shutup!" She laughs. "Anyways, someone cleared up the rumor, so now everyone knows it was fake and how you two hate each other!" She pats my back. "Wow! Great!" I fake smile. I hate how we could tell no one about us. How we had to pretend to be enemies.

After I eat, I arrive at Mattheos dorm, the same time as yesterday, I uttered an excuse about having to finish my homework. I make sure no one's looking as I climb up to his dorm. I knock.

"Hi." I smile. "Hey." He smiles back, opening the door wider, inviting me in. "My sheets still smell like you?" He randomly says. "Great." I say as I walk in, sitting on his bed. "We need rules.." i state. "Rules?" He asks. "To us secretly dating." I remind him. He sits next to me. "In public, we act like enemies. I'll come to your dorm at least twice a week, maybe more. I just need enough excuses."

"Got it." He nods. "Can you stay here tonight, though?" He asks me, his hand on my thigh. "Uh, sure, I'll just say i slept over at someone's dorm.." But who's? Definitely not anyone in Gryffindor, I don't know many people in hufflepuff that I'm close with. Ravenclaw..wait..Luna Lovegood! I could tell her about this whole dating thing, and she'll cover for me!" I look at Mattheo, I just realized how pretty he looks in this lightning. "I could say that I went to Luna Lovegoods dorm for a sleepover once a week, I could tell her, she's to busy in her own world to care about us dating, she'll never judge us." I say, grabbing his hand. "That works." He smiles.

After a few hours of talking, it's getting pretty late, so we lay down, facing each other. "You're so pretty." He says, putting a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "You are too." I mutter my hand on his cheek. "Do you think we can sneak off to Hogsmeade tomorrow? Will anyone see us?" He asks me. "Sure, but we'll have to be extra careful." I say as he nods. "Y/n, can we spoon?" He asks me. "Okay, but I call the little spoon." He grabs me gently, pulling me closer to him. "Works for me." He says, before I fall asleep.

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KUROTSUCHI WEEK DAY 7 part 1

Birthday/Single Dad/Project Nemuri

In my defense... I got no defense. I'd like to apologise to the chicken, there was no aubergine. Also... full ones in here and here.

Zaraki Kenpachi walks down the streets of the Rukongai, thinking to himself...

"Fuck... I've done it again, ain’t I?

I've run my mouth like I always do... but it's his fucking fault, too! Why does he have to be this fucking difficult? Can he not just go with the flow for ONCE in his misserable life? Fucking Kurotsuchi, can't have one day when we don't fucking argue!

But still... I shouldn’t have lost my temper like that... I can't believe I punched him on his damn birthday... I'm such a fuck-up...

I didn't even get him a present. I never do, uh... I just don't know how to do shit like that, be romantic and shit. It just ain't me!

And I know he weren’t expecting it but, dunno... guess he weren't expecting a fist to the jaw either...

Yeah... he looked so pissed off, he looked proper upset... shit, what do I do? I gotta fix this!

What do normal people do when it's their partner's birthday? Presents, flowers? Ugh! I don't see myself bringing Kurotsuchi a fucking bouquet... he'll probably stick it up my...

Shit, think! Come on, you lazy bastard, think!

What about... one flower. I can do that. A rose, yeah, pretty and thorny, like him, heh-heh.

Yeah, that's a good idea. Ok, ok, what else? Uuuhhh... a card? With a big sad face on it that says - sorry you're an old fart - Hahahahaha... Ahhh... I crack me up. But no, he'll hate that. A card saying - I'm sorry I ruined your birthday? And I ain't a creep and wasn't watching you sleep, all I wanted was to surprise you when you woke up and be the first one to say happy birthday - ... that won't fucking fit in it. I mean, he really overreacted there, basically accused me of spying on him or some shit.

But I'm losing it, focus brain, come on. Forget about the card and the sorries. He won't give a fuck about apologies like that... it's got to mean something... what else can I get him? Uh... cake! Yeah, can't go wrong with some good old chocolate cake. I'll ask Yachiru, bet she knows where I can get some.

And... maybe ballons? Nah, fuck that. Candles? Oooh... I just got an idea! Heh-heh-heh...

Imma need lots of candles, cake, and no clothes.

Kurotsuchi, soon as you finish work tonight, Imma rock your fucking world."

[midnight-bay-if]

Patreon Announcement!

Hello everyone! I know announcing a Patreon is only really exciting for the author, but I hope to offer some unique and interesting rewards in the future. As I've mentioned before, it's my dream to work on this project full-time, to really cut down the development time so you can enjoy regular updates and a plethora of side content. Also, I'm going to be able to be much spicier over on the Patreon, so if that's your thing...

The first FREE post on Patreon is an NSFW alphabet of Simon/Simone. I plan to do one for each character, all free for everyone to enjoy. However, since I want to keep this blog pretty SFW overall, the spicier stuff will be available on Patreon. Someone sent me an ask to do these a while ago, so that's why I will make them available for free. I really hope to write some interactive spicy content with characters in the future, too.

I still need to pretty up the Patreon page, but since I had this first post written and ready, I decided to post it for everyone to enjoy.

Thank you to everyone who has taken an interest in this love child of mine. Midnight Bay has come a long way since I started last year, and there have been people who have stuck around for my awkward stumbling. I will be forever grateful for your support, monetary or otherwise. Thank you to every person who likes, comments, reblogs, or even takes the time to read what I write. It's a privilege to write for you.

Patreon link

[endlich-allein]

I'm a Rammstein fan but I'm never on this side of Tumblr and don't really follow the gossip around them.

Now I see everyone is pissed at Till and I don't quite understand why. Cause he visited a building that belongs to trump? LMAO

Could you please give me a sum up of all the childish bs

Hi ! Yes, right now the fandom on Tumblr is "All Against Till 😡"

Honestly, I don't pay attention to all that anymore 🙄 people always find something to say against him, even when he does nothing, they are not happy. So I do my own blog, I post photos and videos that I like and I don't care about people's opinions at all, they don't interest me (although I get quite a bit of hate in my asks box).

To answer your question :

There's of course the fact that he visited Mar-a-Lago in Florida, now owned by Trump. It's primarily a historic landmark and a luxury hotel, only a small part of which is private. But I think it's Trump who bothers Till's haters. They don't know that he's anti-Trump, that he proved it during his 2024 US tour, and that he even got into a fight with pro-Trump people in a bar in Louisville, at least that's what the rumor says...

But I think that's not the worst thing for those who hate Till. The worst thing is that he just released a video in which he goes back over the accusations against him. According to them, he has no right to talk about it, that it's all his fault, etc. In addition, he dares to provoke with all these women in his video and this after party recreated in front of the camera.

And then there are the people who hate him for no real reason. People who judge him, who criticize him without even knowing why. There are people who are so bright that they bring out the darkness and smallness in others. One of the reasons people hate others for no reason is the image they project, an image they don't want to see. Far from being a monster, Till is someone with a huge heart, humble, and charismatic : everything the people who hate him will never be. The frustration makes people do stupid things and say hurtful things.

I don't really understand why these people are constantly criticizing Till, instead of taking care of the Rammstein member(s) they like... if Till wasn't here, they wouldn't have much to post...

[andromaqves]

which fictional character was Emma Mountebank's gay awakening?

I was sitting here looking at this for like ten seconds and then my answer entered stage left at light speed and hit me like a brick to the face: she def didn't REALIZE it at the time but like, in hindsight... Emma's Gay Awakening was Lara Croft circa 2001. The Angelina Jolie!Lara era.

Honorable mention to Evie's sai fight in The Mummy Returns (also 2001)

[stopmyhearts]

The Romana Project

what's that you ask? basically I am a huge fan of Romana and have made it my mission to watch/read/listen to every story she appears in, no matter how small the cameo

For a start here is my tag for it, containing quotes and liveblogs and general thoughts where I had them

Now I'm going to split this into a few sections that will be linked here because there are a lot of stories (more than 200 at my current count)

TV and TV-adjacent

Audios

Books

Comics

Short stories

there you will find a quick intro to each story, how it relates to Romana as well as my opinion if I've completed it

and as a general resource check out the character tracker for Romana on tardis.guide here

[iamthepulta]

*stares at 30 reblogs of "deep down you want to bite someone with 100% power just once"*

*writes: "m00t is reincarnated crocodile (beloved)" on notepad*

[alkeneater]

sharing random details because why not

If you visited my wiki (which is still WIP and i'm kinda sick and busy to update it rn so pls be patient) you've probably seen this on Abe's page

Well you should know that Abe's obsession with living up to his clonefather's name is my roman empire and I just LOVE that, because Abe chose a great role model :) This is why I wanted to bring up this topic way more often in my comic, because this is pure angst material (and also extremely relatable).

SOOOOO about that so-called debate contest...

Of course Abe lacks charisma and attractiveness so nobody listens to him. YES, I MADE ELECTION BLU-GALOO BUT MORE DRAMATIC BECAUSE..... BECAUSE WE LOVE ANGST 😋😋😋 IT'S ENTERTAINING

ALSOOOO not only do other clones not care about Abe, but the shadowy guys as well (which is not surprising cus they don't give a shit about anyone in this place). They literally don't treat him like a human just because he is not as great as the Abraham Lincoln himself. They wanted to raise him to be a leader but they gave him anxiety, low self-esteem and a strange obsession :(

So yeah after some failures he tends to spend a couple of days in his room, crying to his Lincoln posters (fun fact some of them are ai generated) and literally talking to them because..... coping mechanism? 🤷‍♂️

I tried my best to add something but this sketch comic thing basically explains everything so okayyyyyy you got my point :з

I'm thinking about his character development in the comic, I want him to start loving himself, be able to defend himself and just FIND HIMSELF. Because OKAY you can't be THE EXACT clone of your clonefather, it's not the 19th century, but you're still a human, right?? So just be a good human!! :) You're already on the right path since you began to fight for your friends' well-being.

Omg wait i'm already talking to him in second person OKAY YOU GOT ME PLEASE READ EXCLAMATION!2080 THE THIRD PART IS IN PROGRESS BLAH BLAH BLAH BYEEEEE

[oracleofdiscord]

Tango is not for three, was never meant to be…

I'm very indecisive so often if an IF game has multiple ROs that I'm interested in (and doesn't have poly options) I spend as long as possible avoiding choosing and even after I have choose I still end up stitching the routes together in my imagination - but of course this time I've found myself indecisive about the two characters who even in my imagination I simply cannot picture working out in any sort of poly arrangement😅

(bonus sketches/WIP versions under cut)

[oh-meow-swirls]

i think this was funnier in my head.

[random2908]

Frustrating when a VC-funded company gets credit for being the "first" and the "leader," when they had a sub-component demo the same week we had a full-system demo. Like, we are easily 5-10 years ahead of them, it's ridiculous; their approach isn't even yet proven to work. But they get science youtubers talking about them.

Because they're VC-funded, they have a marketing/press department.

And because we're an employee-owned company working off of government contracts, well, most government contracts get slapped with an ITAR label (an old Cold-War-era law saying basically sharing scientific information counts as illegally selling arms/munitions). So if you want to publicize your work, including your company's products, you have to appeal that label. (Universities have specifically negotiated a blanket exemption, so if you spend your whole life in academic science you might never even know about this.)

(My previous employer filed those appeals several times a year in order to do press releases and publish journal articles and apply for patents. I think every single information-release appeal they filed went through, because there's no reason any of this stuff should be labeled as arms--it's literally the same stuff universities are doing. My current employer is afraid to, which I think is wrong-headed; at worst they'll just say no, and anyway, our non-restricted competitors are giving fucking lab tours to youtubers.)

[genericpuff]

Hey so uhh about the Kawacy vampire comic my friend apparently is a fan and they said that it isn't grooming because the usual "He only loves her when she's an adult" and say that he also protect her from "actual predators"

[moe-broey]

Realizing. I don't make art to make something Beautiful and Breathtaking or even just kinda cool composition wise, no. I have some sort of affliction. I have to find a way to make this incredibly time-consuming endeavor as speedy as possible for the Sole Purpose of Putting Guys in Situations. That is my true calling. There's Guys in my brain and I just need to Get Them OUT‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ And go go go gogogogogo go GOOOO GO NEXT THING NEXT THING I GOTTA. THE. SITUATIONS ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ It's SO important to me..... One Billion Stories........... Infinite Amount of Situations....... featuring. My guiys.........

[iamnotlookingidonotseeit]

fascinating revelations out of my dad's professional coaching of the whole family today

my mom scored astonishingly high on empathy and caring for a woman who seemed to find it next to impossible to express that to me

my dad has done an insane amount of work to be so warm and personable considering that his natural inclination is towards strong reserve rooted in anxiety (just like me!!)

my sister shocked - SHOCKED 🙄 - to learn that she scores almost zero in empathy AND very high on manipulation

actually shocking reveal that my sister always knew she was my mom's favorite. like I kind of assumed she was mean to both of us but apparently most of the biting comments were for me