#SO FUCKING FAST. AND SHE WAS RIGHT. She's not very happy about being my shipping scenario consultant now though lol

[gophergal]

You know what would be so cute? Heavymedic and Bronislava/Pauling double date (I love Bronislava and Pauling now and it's all your fault)

It's Pauling's one day off a year and she's gonna tear it up at the bowling alley

[natailiatulls07]

The golden trio Pt 6

Lando Norris x female!reader

Carlos Sainz x female!reader

Max Verstappen & Female!reader & Charles Leclerc

Summary - Being bestfriends with two famous formula one drivers is never easy, but what will happen when you get involved with yet another formula one driver??

Warning - swearing, crying

A/n - 😌😋

The golden trio

-

Twitter

username It’s been five days since Lando was caught kissing that other chick and Y/n hasn’t posted ANYTHING!!

username He has sooooo fucked up mate it’s unbelievable and by the looks of it he hasn’t done anything to apologise yet 😖

username You know I don’t think anyone has seen her leave the apartment building either, like we know Max and Charles are around but they haven’t be looking all that happy

username Yeah cause someone who is practically their little sister has been hurt time and time again!! What do you expect?

f1gossip

Spotted: Y/n L/n leaving her apartment complex with both of her roommates, Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc.

Liked by username and 1,583 others

username Lando fucking Norris you are a fucking idiot 😒

username Oh mate, she looks devastated

username She can’t get a break!!

username Did you guys see Max and Charles though?! They were so annoyed

username I hope the chick is happy, she ruined a relationship 🙄

Max Fewtrell twitch live stream

Twitter

username Anybody watched Max Fewtrells twitch this evening?? Lando??

username You can tell he’s so guilty with himself!!

username Like he was so blunt!

username He had it coming, like you can’t go around kissing another girl whilst you’re in a relationship. It’s common sense.

Text (White: Reader) (Red: Carlos)

Hey, I heard about what happened with Lando I’m sorry

Yeah these things happen, it’s not your fault

Look I have a idea but you can back out if you want totally your choice

Ok?? Go on

So I’ve was thinking if we could date until Lando gets jealous

Oh right…

Please don’t feel like you have to do this tho

Sure I’ll do it, I don’t want to let him down easily

Perfect! So should we go on a date tomorrow night and make sure people see??

Yeah that’ll be a good idea, the gossip instagrams just love to post about me so it’ll spread fast

f1gossip

Spotted: Y/n L/n and Carlos Sainz, former McLaren teammate of Lando Norris, seen on what seems to be a date in Monte Carlo this evening. It has been a few days since Lando Norris, who seems to Y/n’s ex now, was seen kissing another girl.

Liked by yourusername and 3,263 others

username Mr Norris what will you do now??

username She really said get even bitch 😚

~~ Liked by yourusername

username Ooooo more gossip more gossip!!!

username Yk I would sell my kidney to see what is going on behind the closed doors 👀

username Y/n in her reputation era??

username Yk, Idk what to think??

Gossip Groupchat (White: Reader) (Blue: Max) (Red: Charles)

Hey Bee…

Yeah I’d everything ok?

No…

Um Lando is currently stood in our living room, pestering Charles on where you are…😬

Wtf!

Why? Ask him why he’s there!

Seen 2 minutes ago

Yk I don’t like the fact that it’s taking forever!

He is here to apologise, he feels horrible and I think he means it

Well tell him that I am busy and that he should consider this relationship done

Ok soooo he’s gone but

But…?

I don’t think he was very happy that you are completely blocking him out, more angry in my opinion

Look that’s his problem, you can’t go around kissing other girls whilst you’re in a relationship it’s common fucking sense

Ok, what time are you coming back tonight?

Around 9pm, Carlos has a flight in the morning

See you then Bee

Bye guys

Bye Bee

f1gossip

Since Y/n’s date this evening we have noticed that the former couple have both gone and unfollowed each other on instagram and other socials. Maybe the ship has really sailed away.

Liked username and 2,583 others

username Oh Shit!

username So that really does mean…

username No I can’t do this, nope not today 😭

username True love? Yeah no that doesn’t exist

username What do we do now?!?! 😰

username Friends to Lovers to Enemies 🥺

yourusername

But now you’re on your knees while I’m wrapped up in his sheets 😚

Tagged: carlossainz55

Liked by carlossainz55 and 75,925 others

username MISS GIRL!!!

username Karma really is a bitch!

carlossainz55 ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

= yourusername 😋😋😋

username Lando you know this is about you!!!

~~ Liked by yourusername

username Loving this whole thing!!!!!

username She moved onto a real man, not a little boy. Well deserved!

-

Tag list: @eviethetheatrefreak @janeholt3 @raizelchrysanderoctavius @namelesssav @amalialeclerc @eugene-emt-roe @skepvids @ravisinghs-wife @bellaturner @roseseraj

[mydisenchantedeulogy]

Where the Tainted Kiss [Chapter Twenty-five] Head or Heart [Vaas Montenegro]

A/n: I am so very sorry for how long it took me to write this. I've rewritten this chapter so many times, it's driven me insane. Honestly, I'm still not happy with it, but it turned out better than my other outlines. Please enjoy.

Thank you all who have been patient and supportive of this story.

Warning(s): Vaas being Vaas, guns, anxiety, blood, death, fear, OC, mixed emotions, breakdown, language, threats, tears.

No Minors Allowed!!

At the first sound of gunfire, Olivia McKenna jerked awake in a panic, sitting up so fast that for a moment her brain felt like a bowl of soup. Her heart was racing. Liv darted her eyes around the crate, searching for the source of the noise, but of course, she could not see much. One thing she did find strange was that the door was ajar. But why? 

She remembered staying up late with Vaas as he confided in her about Jason; about how one or the other was destined for death. Liv recalled her revelation, staring down at the man who kidnapped her, whose insanity infected her like a virus. But then what? The joint relaxed her enough to fall asleep. She drifted off, leaning against the wall of the crate as Vaas rested on her thighs. He must have moved her when he left.

How sweet of him. 

Liv turned up her eyes, ran a hand over her face, and then tottered to the opening of the crate. As she peeked out, expecting to see the interior of the red shipping door, she was shocked to see the courtyard instead. It was still dark out, and yet the compound was strangely empty. Open wooden crates were lying around, and a bonfire raging, reaching high into the starlit sky as though everyone packed up and left in a hurry. Liv was bewildered. 

She stepped out and crept down the ramp, anxious that she was going to get caught, but no one even uttered a word. Then Liv noticed why. Shoved beside the corner of the building and a crate was the body of a pirate. At first, she thought he was asleep, drunk, or high, but she noticed bullet holes in the building and upon closer investigation, she noticed blood staining his red shirt. 

Before she could make heads or tails of the discovery, she heard gunshots in the distance. Her heart began to race. 

"But I feel it right fucking here. This feeling in my chest tells me that he is coming for me."

Jason. Could it be him?

Liv squatted beside the crate, listening to the chaos that was unfolding across the compound. It felt like she was in the middle of a battlefield, regarded as a prisoner of war, or worse, one of the enemies. Reaching up to her neck, her fingers brushed the torn grimy cloth, and in fear of being mistaken for a pirate and shot down, she untied it and tossed it to the ground. For a moment, she felt free, but that meant nothing if she could not escape.

The front gate was closed, likely locked up tight. So how did the Rakyat - or Jason - get inside? A hole in the border, perhaps. Liv groaned. It would be too much of a risk to run through the warzone in search of it, especially when she did not even know if it existed or not. To make matters worse, as she mulled over her options, a fire had broken out in the adjacent buildings. The gunfight was getting closer to her.

The main gate. I don't have much of an option. 

The console was inside one of the buildings, she knew. It was the only way to unlock the front gate. But she feared what lay in wait for her. Would the Rakyat consider her friend or foe? They left her to the mercy of the jungle once; they might just shoot her this time. Like it or not, she was alone.

It's fine. I can do this. Find the panel; find the way out. 

She would figure out the details of her way back to the mainland afterward. Liv took an uneasy breath and peered into the wooden crate. It was empty aside from some foam inserts, but the dead pirate had a 1911 semi-automatic lying near him. It would do. Having a gun was better than not having one. Liv reached for it, but no sooner had she grabbed it, had a loud unexpected voice startled her. 

“Jason, look at you. I mean look at you.”

Vaas. Her blood ran cold. Where was he? It sounded like his voice was coming from all around her. A PA system no doubt. He must have still been inside the building she wandered from. 

“Stupid motherfucking white boy. You come here in MY fucking jungle and you think you’re a fucking warrior. You think you know what it takes to kill?” 

Liv tightened her jaw. Warrior this, warrior that; he was obsessed with the notion. What bullshit did Citra fill his head with? And then there was Jason. He was falling down the same rabbit hole into madness, chasing the same ridiculous concept.

Checking the magazine to make sure it had bullets, she took an uneasy breath. Of course, she would have to face Vaas to open the door; it was like a damn video game. Liv was getting pretty fucking sick of being yanked around. If push came to shove, then she was ready. She turned and darted back into the storage building, ignoring the crate, and rounded the corner into the room with the abandoned cars. There was a set of grated stairs that she had not noticed before when Vaas brought her in. They lead up to what she hoped was the control room.

Liv crept up the stairs, gun positioned down with the safety off, making it to the top and around the corner before someone grabbed her from behind. She squeaked in fear, attempting to turn around, but a throaty laugh made her halt. 

“¡Mierda (shit)! What the hell are you doing outside your crate?” Carlos asked. 

He released her, and Liv swung around to face him. Her first thought was to shoot him, but he did not seem hostile. His gun was at his side, so she too kept hers down. If she could go about this peacefully, then she would. 

“The door was open,” she admitted.

Carlos grunted in annoyance, cursing beneath his breath. 

“We are getting our asses mowed down out there.”

Liv gave him a look as if to say ‘And I should care, why’? She was not in the least bit sympathetic.

“Is it the Rakyat?” 

“Snow fucking White,” Carlos answered. 

One man was causing so much chaos? Liv could not believe that. There was no way he could have survived the things he had. 

“I'm in Hell. I have to be.”

Carlos snorted. “It was all good until you came along, gringa (foreigner). Un paraíso (a paradise).” 

She was sure it was. Liv merely flipped him the bird, then peered down the hall. There was a door at the end, propped open, but she could not see what was inside. Carlos mistook her curiosity for concern. 

“Worry about yourself, princesa (princess). This fight isn't yours.”

So, he was down there, waiting for Jason. Liv bit back a rude remark. It was her fight though. She was as much involved as Jason was, maybe even more. Just because she did not have any friends left to save did not mean she didn't have any to avenge. Tightening her grip on the gun, she tightened her jaw. 

“He might die, might not, is all I'm saying. But you won't be the one to pull the fucking trigger,” Carlos stated. “As much as he likes you, he won't let you intervene in this fight. It's beyond the two of us.” 

“This warrior shit again,” Liv snarled. 

Fuck it. 

“What then?” 

“We'll wait it out. Vamos entonces (Come on then). Before someone puts a bullet in your ass,” Carlos suggested. 

It took Liv a moment to realize what he meant, and as much as she wanted to see the confrontation, she knew he was right. Vaas would kill her before he ever let her take away his moment with Jason.

"He's coming, querida (darling). We are the same, he and I. It can only fucking end when one of us is truly dead."

She sighed. Was he warning her? Or saying goodbye. In the end, she reluctantly chose to follow Carlos and let fate do as it intended to. If Vaas died, she was finally free. A part of her, however, was wailing, begging for him to live. 

Carlos led Liv downstairs and back to the crate, to her dismay, closing the door. So long as the bar was not pulled down, the crate would remain unlocked and could be opened from the inside. Quietly the two waited in anticipation, hearing nothing for a while, until rushed footsteps broke the uncomfortable silence. Even though she did not need to, Liv held her breath until the footsteps receded. 

Then what she heard next could only be described as utter chaos. Jason began to shout, saying things that made no sense to her. He rambled like a madman, then the bullets began to fly. He went through an entire clip of a machine gun, halted, then began to fire again. How many bullets was he going to waste? Was he even hitting anything? All Liv could picture was Jason in a Stormtrooper uniform failing to hit anything. As comical as the image was, she could not muster a smile. Her nerves were too screwed up. By the time it was over, she for some reason felt sick to her stomach. The outcome was weighing on her like a wet blanket. 

Waiting for what felt like an hour, Liv nearly gasped in fear when Carlos yanked the latch up and opened the door. It made such a loud squeak that her ears rang. He held up his hand to halt her, peeked outside, then motioned for her to follow him. She did not know if she wanted to. With a deep breath, she tottered outside the crate for the last time and into the warehouse. Carlos went right, so she followed him. 

The air was stagnant with the scent of gunpowder, growing stronger as Liv ascended the stairs. She noticed holes in the walls, holes that were not there earlier, diverting her attention only when the toe of her shoe hit something at the top where Carlos had first snuck up on her. It was a used 1ml syringe. She curled her nose in disgust, ignored it, and walked behind the brute down the hallway to the room at the end. The two hesitantly entered. Even if he did not seem to care, Carlos let out a groan of remorse at what he saw. 

“Fóllame (fuck me). Hand of fate, you crazy motherfucker.”

What did he mean? Liv shoved past him, seeing both Vaas and Jason on the floor. Neither of them were moving, but only Vaas had blood around him. She could not believe it.

“A-are they dead?” She asked.

Carlos checked on Vaas first, pressing his fingers against the pulse point at his wrist. He groaned, then went to check on Jason. As he did, Liv hesitantly wandered over to the former, staring down at him. She gently nudged his arm, but he did not move.

He's dead, isn't he?

Tears stung her eyes. She was not sure if she was crying because it was over or because she didn't want him to die. Either reason she believed. She stared at Vaas long enough in a zoned-out state that when she heard Carlos curse beneath his breath, she swore he tightened his jaw. Liv glanced over at the brute to see him raise his 44 magnum and point the barrel at Jason, who was holding a tribal knife in one hand; half of the blade was covered in blood.

“What are you doing?” She asked in a raspy voice.

“Finishing him off,” Carlos answered. “The fucker is still breathing.” 

Jason was alive. Liv widened her glossy eyes.

“Why? He won. Vaas is dead.” 

What sense did it make to kill him now? Revenge. She took a step toward him to stop him, content with using the gun if she had to, but a hand weakly grabbed her leg. Liv squeaked in surprise, glancing down to see that Vaas had moved. 

“So quick to…count me out, no?”

How was he alive? For a moment, Liv was relieved, but then the feeling was replaced with an extreme sensation of anger. 

No. No…no. 

Raising the gun, her hands trembled. She pointed the barrel at him, but instead of anger or shock, Vaas simply grinned.

“I always knew those fucking tears were genuine. From the heart, yeah?”

Tears. Liv almost did not hear Carlos shout for her to stop, lost in her thoughts. What tears? 

Lying on his back, Vaas weakly raised his hands to his head, lifting his fingers to give the impression that he had horns. 

“Monstruo (monster).” 

“I'm not a fucking monster…I'm not.”

“I don't w-want you to die. Please stop…please.” 

Liv tensed.

“Shut up. Just shut your fucking mouth,” she hissed. 

Why did he bring that up? Why did it matter? Liv placed both her hands around the gun, begging herself to prove him wrong, but the barrel of a 44 magnum touched the back of her head and she froze.

“This won't save you, puta (bitch),” Carlos sneered. “You pull the trigger and you will die right here.”

“Ey fucker!” Vaas shouted. He motioned with his hand for Carlos to put the gun down. “Don't interrupt. The grown-ups are talking.” 

What sort of game was he playing? Did he not think she would do it? Liv tightened her jaw.

“It takes a monster to kill a monster,” she uttered. 

He laughed weakly. 

“And you are that fucking monster, huh?” Before she could answer, Vaas did it for her. “No, not you, querida (darling). You aren't like me.” 

Even with a gun pointed at him, he was still underestimating her resolve. 

“You don't know a damn thing about me, Vaas.”

“Show me,” Vaas ordered. “You want to be a monster. ¡Muéstrame! ¡Vamos! (Show me! Come on)!”

Liv tightened her jaw in irritation. She was not afraid of him, but her hands trembled. Tears slid down her heated cheeks and her stomach churned. Vaas was right here; he was on death's door. He was at her mercy, and yet she was hesitant for some reason. Her time on the island crossed her mind like a reel of memories, silent yet nonetheless intense. 

She hated to admit it, but she was drawn to Vaas in more ways than she should be. It was a terrible realization, even more so when she realized that he walked her through her trauma. She forgave herself; she let her dad go. Her lip began to tremble. He was right, she was not a monster. Perhaps it was in her eyes; eyes that stung with tears as she tried to force herself to be like him, just as Jason had. 

“You bastard,” she sobbed. 

The gun felt like a weight in her hand, growing heavier and heavier as her strength failed her. Liv realized it was easy to set herself up in that mindset; that she had to kill Vaas to be free, but she could not go through with it. Her morals would not let her take his life, even after everything she went through. She slowly dropped to her knees, letting the heavy gun slide to the floor in front of her. No matter how hard she tried to get her feelings together, she couldn't.

Wiping away her tears, she glanced at Vaas to gauge his expression, but to her shock, his eyes were closed and his body was still. Liv could tell based on the shallow breaths that he took that he was still alive; he had merely passed out. The fucker. He did not get to make her feel this way and then pass out. An air of annoyance washed over her and like the flip of a switch, she lunged at him, straddling his waist. Despite Carlos’ protests, she drew back her arm, tightened her hand into a fist, and punched Vaas in the chest.

Her wrath knew no bounds. Liv did not care where she hit, so long as her fist made contact with the man below her, stopping only when she missed and struck the floor beside his head.  

“Fuck!” She shouted. 

Her hand was covered in Vaas’ blood and her knuckles burned. If anything, it just made her more angry that he was not awake to listen to her. 

“You psycho fuck,” she wept. Reaching down, she buried her fingers in his shirt. “Wake up. You have no idea what you've done…what hell you've put me through. I want–”

A fresh bout of sobs wracked her. For a moment, she could not speak. No matter how hard she tried, nothing came out but her cries. Liv did not find her voice again until Carlos slid his hands beneath her arms in an attempt to move her. 

“Don't fucking touch me!” She lashed out, jerking away from him. 

She wasn't done, but Carlos did not care. He jerked her up, holding her back. 

“Calm the fuck down. He can't hear you. You're acting loca (crazy). Breathe.” 

For fucks sake. She was having a mental breakdown, wasn't she? Liv took a deep uneasy breath, but it did little to calm her trembling body. She supposed she did look crazy, attacking an unconscious man who was bleeding out.

“Are you good?” Carlos asked.

Honestly, no. Liv shook her head, but luckily he let her go. She watched as he walked over to Vaas and began to strip him of his tank top, using a knife from his boot to tear the fabric. As he was wrapping the strips across Vaas’ abdomen where he had been stabbed, she heard the sound of footsteps smacking against the grated walkway outside. 

A moment later, Yada stumbled in, holding his hand over a wound on his side. 

“Fuck me,” he uttered, taking in the scene before him. 

His eyes met Livs for a moment as though he was debating her involvement before Carlos shouted for him to help.

“He's bleeding out. We need to take him to the Doctor.”

Doctor E. 

“Will he make it that far?” Yada asked. 

“The fuck if I know,” Carlos retorted.

Yada cursed beneath his breath and helped him lift Vaas, supporting his weight. 

“And Snow White. He alive too?” 

Liv darted her eyes to Jason, then back to Carlos, giving him a pleading look that said ‘Leave him be. Please’. He thankfully listened.

“We need to go. This place is fucked.”

She considered staying behind. The island would no doubt be liberated by the Rakyat and in a few hours it would be swarming with them, but she was not sure she could trust them. The sad truth was that she trusted the pirates more. Liv swallowed hard. She had a choice to make.

Glancing around the room for the first time, she noticed a control panel in the center with multiple TV screens surrounding it. Some of them were broken, riddled with gunshot holes, but she could make out sections of the compound. One of them pointed at her shipping crate. Liv snorted, then walked over to the panel to look it over. There were a series of buttons; one of them read ‘main’. She pressed it down, then turned. A shelf in the corner of the room held multiple items, one of which was a can of red spray paint. An idea came to mind.  

Before she left, taking her gun with her, she sprayed a message on the floor for Jason to see. ‘Break the Cycle’. She opted not to leave her name. After all Olivia McKenna was meant to be dead. 

Hurrying outside, Liv was pleased to see that Carlos and Yada had not yet left her. They had loaded Vaas into a Scavenger with an open trunk bed and were talking to another pirate who had somehow managed to live. By the time she made it over, he walked away, heading back into the compound. 

“There are others?”

“A few. With Vaas on the verge of death, we need to step back and take a look at the damage. Go into hiding,” Carlos answered honestly. He paused for a moment, then sighed. “You coming, princesa (princess).”

Honestly, she had nowhere else to go. There was a chance Vaas would pull through and there was something she wanted to tell him. She hoped that she would not come to regret this. 

“For now. I need to see if he lives or not,” Liv retorted. 

Her answer was cynical, but Carlos could respect her resolve. He nodded, then motioned for her to get into the Scavenger. Liv sat up front while Yada sat in the bed with Vaas. They planned to take a patrol boat to the north island, and then drive to the doctor's house. She knew nothing beyond that. 

For the most part, the trip was safe. Carlos stayed in contact with an unnamed pirate who had eyes on the roads. A large handful of territories had been liberated and were now taken over by the Rakyat, but there were still pirates hidden about, lying low. By the time they reached the Doctor's house, the sun had risen. Liv slid out of the front seat and stretched her sore back. She was exhausted, both mentally and physically, but felt slightly better after her breakdown. 

The house the Doctor lived in was gorgeous. It looked like a mansion compared to the shacks on the island. There was even a greenhouse situated to the side, where the Doctor himself emerged moments later, swaying a bit. 

“This is…a pleasant surprise I must say,” he stated, as she and Carlos approached. “Am I hallucinating?”

Liv raised a brow. One hard look and she realized that he was high. His blue eyes were glassy and his pupils were dilated.  

“Jefe (boss) is in the back. He was stabbed,” Carlos told him, ignoring his question. 

Doctor E sucked in air between his teeth. 

“A patch-up. I'll go grab my bag, wherever I might have left it.” 

Liv was in disbelief. This was Doctor E? An elderly, unkempt man who seemed to sample a bit too much of his product. She waited until he strode away before she turned to Carlos. 

“Are you sure about him?”

“He works better when he's high,” Carlos simply answered. 

Whatever. It was not her life that was on the line. She sat down on the front porch out of the way while Doctor E, who later she learned was called Alec Earnhardt, attempted to save Vaas. He managed to stop the bleeding and sew him up, but he had lost quite a bit of blood, which with a transfusion might save him. It was honestly up to him now. 

Liv thought in some cliche manner that her blood would be needed, but luckily Doctor Earnhardt had it handled. Vaas was, ironically, a regular blood donor. In a place like the Rook Islands, she reckoned giving blood was not a terrible idea. It was more weird that the old man kept the bags in his fridge next to his produce.

A short while later, Doctor Earnhardt joined her on the porch, cleaning the blood from his hands with a wash rag. 

“Are you hurt?” He asked. 

Liv hummed, then realized that he meant the blood on her hands and clothes. 

“It's not mine.” 

She reckoned that he was used to such remarks, or he simply did not care, because he said nothing in return. He was silent, watching the pirates talk amongst themselves, then turned his eyes to Liv again. 

“You don't belong here miss, not with these chaps.” 

He was right. She didn't. 

“Neither do you, by the sound of it,” Liv retorted. 

She was referring to his accent. He sounded like he was from somewhere in Europe, Britain most likely. 

Doctor Earnhardt snorted softly. “I'm right where I am meant to be, I assure you.” 

Liv was not sure what he meant. She watched him faintly smile, then walk back into the house. If she had known that this was the first and last time she would talk to him, she would have asked him to come with her, though she doubted that he would have followed. 

Walking down to the Scavenger, she crawled into the front seat, taking a look back at Vaas. He looked like he was in an eternal conflict with himself. His brows were knitted, eyes darting back and forth beneath his lids. Liv wondered if he was dreaming. Whatever was going on inside his mind must have been chaotic. If only she knew. 

The sound of the door coming open turned her attention to Carlos who sat behind the wheel. 

“What now?” She asked. 

“We lay low for a while. Fuera de la red (off the grid). Then we will see,” he answered. 

Liv hummed. Reaching over to the radio, she cut it on, surprised to hear ‘Mama Morenita’ playing. An air of nostalgia washed over her. 

“Mama Morenita is the best song on the radio, no?” 

Carlos snorted and started the engine. Vaas would agree. 

[thessalian]

Thess vs TLOVM S3, Ep 3

Tried some Silent Hill 2, but a bad pain day has overtaken me and I am not up for getting ambushed by Lying Figures two at a time, once in an enclosed space. (Fucking record store.) Not that I didn't survive; it as just not fun when I've been having pain spasms in my left elbow most of the evening.

So instead, I'm going to liveblog TLOVM. I understand from the few spoilers I couldn't really avoid that I'm going to see a variation on one of my favourite scenes. So let's see.

Oooooh Raishan ... I mean, you're not as trustworthy as you want anyone you've been dealing with to believe, but ... say smarter things, Deceiver...

Okay, honey, your only hope is that Vorugal withholds that message he was told to give because he's greedy enough to want your empire. And hope that you can get Keyleth to believe that you're at least not immediately selling them out to Thordak. Otherwise, certain bits of your fate are going to happen a lot sooner.

Grog ... that is an A-B conversation, so C yourself out. Also ... I know people are going to think this is happening too fast, even those who saw the campaign as it happened, but ... what the fuck else are they supposed to do when they didn't have, "The arrows were flirting?" "The arrows were totally flirting"?!?

I guess Scanlan is very much invested in that whole thing he was talking to Kaylie about. If he forgets who he is when the lute goes down, he's going to hold it for as long as possible.

Someone taught Grog the phrase "spill the tea", and he only used about half of it. Typical.

"...perhaps I'll cut down the Sun Tree and build an extravagant canoe." Cassandra, you have recovered from your ordeal so very well.

YOU TELL HIM, CASSANDRA!

Yeah, Percy, "eugh" is right; that's terrible. Just blurt out the first thing that comes to mind that isn't self-recrimination and you will be fine-- Yeah! THAT'S the spirit!

Admittedly? I miss the multiple bottles. Maybe the animators in charge of this weren't up for Taliesin's earlier demand: "I will be expecting labels for all of those".

This is why we all need to be glad that Vex is ... Vex. If she was too much like her brother? This would be the result. Vax, borrow your sister's chutzpah for one night.

Wait. Wut.

"...Right. Shutting up now." So ... we decided on 'after', then. And that thing you said just before you knocked, Percival? Her. Not 'it'. HER.

Ah, so someone on screen has finally figured out the bit about "it doesn't necessarily mean everyone but her gets brutally murdered". Still, take your joys where you can, you idiot.

"So ... joy today isn't worth pain tomorrow--" THAT'S WHAT I JUST SAID. THANK YOU, KEYLETH.

Well ... at least one of the Vessar twins is happy. And ... you know ... not a self-sacrificial dipshit.

Well. They had a good time.

"Good talk." BWAHAHAHA!

Well ... this is probably better than being high on magical drugs at important moments? Maybe?

brb - laughing at the dipshits.

I still have to wonder how they got this allowed. I thought Orion Acaba owned the rights to the name Draconia. Then again, he's done shit-all with it since 2019, so ... I dunno, maybe a deal was cut, or something? No one's even made mention of it.

Scanlan ... you bundle up that far and you still leave half your chest exposed?

Dohla... Dohla ... Rachel House. Hrm. Nothing I've seen, but most people would be all about Thor: Ragnarok, Moana, and Our Flag Means Death. Right. Moving on!

Okay, if we have the good ship Perc'halia being dragged in and out of dry dock for the sake of angst when we've already got Vaxleth beached and Scanlan ... you know, having a significant identity crisis that he's not getting help for (partly because he won't let anyone, but that's another thing)? I'm going to slap someone.

Well. Welcome to Hell. Nice place. In a "Night On Bald Mountain With Better Lighting" sort of way.

I ... was going to suggest that they spell it for Grog, but then I remember that they never did the thing where Pike taught him to read, so that'd be basically pointless. I ... don't think there's any way to correct him on that one.

Is it wrong that I'm not trusting Dohla?

Vex, what are you--? Ooooooooh shit. Well, that explains Yenk things.

So ... they're keeping the destruction of Draconia? Because however this come's out, Vorugal's going to tear shit up.

Also ... not trusting Dohla ... for a reason, apparently. This is a really interesting take on how things went in the campaign.

Seeing Allura and Kima fight is impressive.

I'm impressed no one did anything with the "We're edging" line. Then again, Scanlan's currently in Hell, so...

Dohla ... yeah, no, don't shit-talk ancient dragons. They will-- that. Yeah, there goes the story of you.

...I didn't know Fenthras could do that...

I know Kima is going to be okay. I know Kima is going to be okay. I know this entirely too well. It is going to be an object lesson of the "sometimes this shit works out" variety and everybody will be okay. I know this partly because campaign and partly because I need to know this down to my bones to get any sleep tonight.

At least Vex has somewhat more emotional intelligence than her brother-- mostly. Sort of. But at least Percy seems to understand what she's not-saying. And she did at least communicate worth a shit.

(Also that is probably the only way they can actually convey that will-they-won't-they dance of frustrating nonsense they had going during a lot of the campaign while dealing with a shorter-form format like half-hour episodes.)

Well ... that could have been a more painful cliffhanger... But I'm grateful it wasn't because I can't handle more adrenaline tonight.

Right. Winding down time. Hopefully I'll be in better shape tomorrow and the flu vaccine doesn't hit me too hard.

[chin-chilla-7]

Hello! I was wondering if your willing to make a DBH Conner x human reader with some angst? (btw I’m very new to DBH but I’m becoming a huge fan so please excuse if my info is wrong or if I’m too ooc)

So basically this is all happening during the Jericho event when Conner becomes a deviant. Basically he and the reader come along with him and during the time they get split up and he sees Marcus (I think that his name) Connor realizes that he is in love with the reader (which is the reason he is a deviant) the events go on and when Conner gets reunited with the reader but before he could confess and be all cute and stuff the reader gets into a life or death situation. Conner dose in fact save her but he wasn’t fast enough and she gets a huge brain injury.

When Connor goes to see the reader again during her recovery and she’s awake. He tells her that he’s so happy to see she’s okay but something off. The reader lost all her memory and has no idea who Connor is. You can decide if the reader gets her memory back but in all honesty I would make it so it would end as Connor is so Stricken with so much saddest that he couldn’t tell the reader that he loved her and now he has to start their friendship and relationship from the very beginning, where he is stuck with having a one sided love for the reader.

Sorry if it’s confusing like I said I’m very new to DBH but I hope you have a good day!

Thanks so much for your request! This isn’t confusing! I hope my fic matches what you had going on in your head! Also because you didn’t specifically ask for a female reader, this reader will be gender neutral.

Too Little, Too Late

Pairing: Connor x Human!Reader (GN pronouns)

Summary: Connor infiltrating Jericho was something you could understand. He was an android, he’d fit right in. But Fowler making you tag along with him felt like it was asking for things to go wrong. Let’s hope they don’t, though.

Words: 2.6k

Standing on the edge of the pier, the Jericho ship came into view.

This isn’t going to work

The phrase flashing through your mind again. You said it back at the police station, and you were tempted to say it again to your android partner beside you. You looked over to Connor, dressed in a hoodie and jeans now as a disguise. You wearing a similar outfit to match.

This isn’t going to work

You could understand sending Connor into Jericho, being an actual android. But Fowler ordering you to tag along with him because Gavin had complained about the run in with him in the evidence locker was pushing the credibility of this plan. It was already a risk to send Connor in because every android knows what he looks like, so sending a human was only going to add to the suspicion.

Though, now you had to work with what you got. And what you got was a duo infiltrating Jericho. Taking a deep breath, you took a step forward, Connor following you.

This isn’t going to wo-

“You’re anxious.”

The words startled you out of your thoughts. You turned to look at Connor, who was already staring back at you.

“Your heartbeat has increased higher than average,” Connor explained, a small frown in his expression. “I know you are against coming along with me for this mission. I have to agree, it puts you in a high risk situation when you don’t need to be, but I promise to prioritize your safety.”

There was something gentle about the way that Connor said that that you hadn’t been expecting. It was sweet to hear that Connor cared - or, at least, cared as much as an android is able to. Because Connor wasn’t a deviant, even though he may have been dressed as one now. “Oh, uh, thanks, Connor. Yeah, I- I really don’t want to be here. What if they notice I’m human right away? What if we get separated? Not to say I can’t handle myself, but this is something the department’s never handled before, I don’t want to fuck up-”

“And you won’t,” Connor said, cutting you off. He offered a small smile with his words. “I’ve seen you on the field. I know that you make good decisions. You’ll make good decisions here, too.”

There was something relieving about hearing Connor tell you that. You let your shoulders go: somewhere you hadn’t realized you had been holding tension. “Right then. Let’s do this.”

The rest of the trip into the ship was quiet. As helpful as Connor’s words were in the moment, you could already feel your anxieties creeping back as you walked through one of the many ship corridors. You weren’t sure if it was a blessing or a curse that you hadn’t run into any androids yet.

Connor had taken the lead now that you were inside the ship. The hallways were confusing and Connor knew where he was going. At least, you assume he did based on how confidently he was walking. But he was an android, so he didn’t experience fear like you did, so that was probably why. You shook your head, ridding yourself of those thoughts. ‘Focus, Y/N’ you thought to yourself.

As Connor turned the next corner, he paused, holding a hand out for you to stop before you could see what was in front of him. But, you didn’t have to see what was there to put it together. “Androids?” you asked, voice barely louder than a whisper. He nodded, causing you to take a deep breath. “Okay, let’s do this.”

Connor gave you another nod before continuing down the hallway out of your view. You stayed put for a moment, before remembering that it would look better if you didn’t stop. So you rounded the corner, standing in a similar way that Connor was. The more you could look like an android, the better.

As you approached the large room, you could see just how many androids were stowed away on this ship. It almost saddened you to see how many took refuge. You tried to keep your staring to a minimum, but you couldn’t help but glance to the many different androids, many with various injuries: ranging from small scratches to full on missing body parts. You couldn’t help but frown at the sight. You had never understood the hatred people had for androids, and seeing the direct effects of the hatred pulled at your heart strings.

As you made your way through the room, many of the androids had stopped what they were doing to look at you and Connor, but mostly you. It was something you noticed as you eyed the room. ‘They know. There’s no way they don’t know’ you thought, your eyes falling to the ground in front of you now.

Despite the suspicion that everyone here knew you were human, no one stopped you or Connor. Not until you made it to the upper-levels of the floor where you suspected Markus was. That’s when a particularly larger android stepped in front of you and Connor, blocking your way into an adjoining room.

“I’m sorry, I can’t let you pass,” he stated, his arms crossed over his chest.

Connor had to look up to meet this android’s eye. “Why not? We’d like to speak with Markus?”

“For what reason?”

“We want to get out of the city. We were told he could help.”

A small laugh escaped the large android. “Don’t we all. What about them?” he asked, nodding to you.

Connor glanced at you for a moment and you could swear you saw a worried expression on his face. “What about them?”

“I think you know. I think we all know.” As the larger android spoke, he took a step towards Connor, now looming over him. “Bringing a human on board? What kind of danger are you putting us in?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking abo-”

Before Connor could finish his sentence, you felt a pair of hands grab you from behind. You immediately start kicking and fighting to be let go, but android grip is strong. Very strong. “Connor! Help!” you called, not really thinking at that moment.

Connor turned to attempt to fight off your captor, but the large android grabbed him before Connor had a chance. “Oh no. You want to see Markus? I’ll bring you to Markus,” the android said, holding Connor by the back of the neck. You watched as Connor was taken into the room that had previously been blocked, vanishing out of sight. Then you were pulled away, no longer sure where you were headed on this massive ship.

In the room, Connor was thrown, causing him to stumble and fall to the floor. He looked to see Markus there, staring back at him. “You brought a human here?” he asked, his voice gentler than what Connor would’ve expected.

“Where are you taking them? What are you going to do?” Connor turned, looking back to the door he came in from. Again, the large android blocked the way.

Markus tilted his head at Connor. “You care for them,” he stated, causing Connor to look back at him. “But are you… you’re not deviant, are you?”

“Where are you taking them?” Connor repeated his question, ignoring Markus’ prying. “You better not hurt them.”

“Why would I hurt them? They shouldn’t be here and by being here caused great danger to everyone on board, but I wouldn’t hurt them,” Markus assures. Though, that does nothing to calm Connor down. He kept looking back at the door, hoping that the large android would just move.

“You’re Connor, right? The deviant-killer? Well, you’re here, in front of the leader of the deviants, and yet all you’re focused on is that human? Not very deviant-killer to me,” Markus said, taking a few steps towards Connor. “Are you sure you’re not deviant yourself?”

Connor wasn’t really listening. An anger bubbling in him that he’s never felt before. He saw red, but a red wall in front of him. He was tasked with killing Markus and while that android was right in front of him, all he could think about was saving you. Connor shook his head, trying to free himself of these thoughts, but they persisted. He felt something in him break as your face came into his memory, seeing how relieved you were when he told you he’d prioritize your safety no matter what.

Connor found himself panting: something he wasn’t aware androids could do. But the red wall was gone. So was the direction to kill Markus. It felt- he felt free. A free he never knew he could feel. Markus must have noticed. “Deviant-killer turned deviant,” he mused.

Connor looked to the door and the back to Markus. “Take me to Y/N - the human - please,” he requested. Markus nodded and the large android stepped out of the way of the door.

Markus moved past Connor to exit, Connor following closely behind. “There are explosives set up on the ship,” Markus explained, turning back to look at Connor. “We know the raids are starting, we wanted to get ahead of it. This is our worst-case scenario, and it seems we might be there.”

“And where did you take Y/N?” Connor asked, but Markus was quiet. Quiet longer than he should’ve been. “Where are they?” Connor pried.

Markus didn’t look back this time. “They were sent down to the hold where the explosives are planted. We didn’t-”

“You what?”

“I didn’t know if they could be trusted! They came with you and all of five minutes ago, you weren’t a deviant. I had to keep my people safe. I couldn’t take that chance. Now that I know, I wish I didn’t, but it’s what happened.”

Markus’ words were partially ignored by Connor as Connor made his way fast through the ship. He couldn’t let anything happen to you, he had promised. The hold: that’s where you were, that’s where Connor was going.

Connor wasn’t waiting for Markus as he moved through the ship. As he made his way down to the hold, Connor saw some police officers already beginning their sweeps of the ship. He had to avoid them. He may have been on their side before, but now, being a deviant, it was questionable.

Avoid the police officers, make it to the hold as quick as possible, save you. That was Connor’s mission and in that moment nothing else mattered.

As Connor grew closer to the hold, he began to hear your voice echoing through the corridors. “Hello? Anyone? Anyone please help me!” your words were more than enough motivation to get Connor moving faster. As he entered the room, he saw you tied to one of the pipes against the wall. You felt a wave of relief. “Oh, Connor, thank god. They tied me here and then they heard the raid and left quick,” you explained as Connor untied you.

Once you were untied, Connor helped you up, you winced. “Are you all right?” Connor asked, having noticed immediately.

You nodded. “They weren’t very gentle bringing me down. Bashed my leg against something. I think I can walk, though, it’s just tender,” you explained. And you could: walk, that is. Though, you knew you’d have to move slower than usual.

“All right, now we have to get out of here. This place is rigged with explosives,” Connor said, leading you out.

“It’s what?” You asked, following behind.

“We don’t have time, we just have to go-”

“I’m going! I don’t want to be here, either!”

As much as Connor wanted to make a run for it, he knew you couldn’t. He looked to you. “Let me carry you,” he said, already beginning to pick you up bridal style.

As he lifted you up, Markus turned the corner, finally having caught up to Connor. “Oh, you’ve got them, let’s go,” he said, causing you to look. You were surprised to see Markus upright and functioning - especially surprised that Connor seemed unbothered by that.

“Why’s he still here? What happened upstairs?” you asked, looking between the two androids.

“I already told you, we don’t have time. I’ll explain when we’re off the ship,” Connor said, looking to Markus, “what do we do now?”

“Get to the main level of the deck. There’s a walkway you can take to get off the ship. Go there. I’ll meet up with you when I can.”

Markus didn’t give any more information past that, taking off into the hold. You looked to Connor, who had begun moving down one of the many corridors, making his way up to the deck of the ship. You held a little tighter to Connor now, thinking about the interaction. Markus was still alive and Connor showed no interest in besting him. Could he be…?

Before you could entertain the thought, you heard police officers up ahead. Connor heard them, too. “I have to put you down,” he said, looking to the left and seeing a small, sealed room to put you in. You began to protest, but were quickly hushed by Connor. “There’s no other way around, I have to clear the officers from our path. They may not believe you’re human. They don’t know we’re in here,” he explained. You knew Connor was right, but you really didn’t want to be left alone again. Still, you nodded and watched as Connor disappeared through the door.

You sat in the room quietly for a few minutes. Then a few minutes longer than you expected to be sitting there. You were beginning to get worried. Connor should’ve been back by now. Maybe something had happened. But you didn’t hear any of the officers shoot their guns. Or maybe you did- you could swear you were hearing a lot of noises from a lot of different places on the ship. Regardless, it still didn’t explain what was taking Connor so lon-

A sudden loud noise shocked you out of your thoughts, followed by a violent jolt through your whole body. You swore you were violently thrown against the wall, but you couldn’t really remember. Cause now all you see is darkness.

The moment Connor heard the explosion, he rushed back to the room he left you in. The door had been deformed and there was rubble in the room, which had partially buried you. Connor saw that you were unconscious, but still breathing. Hastily, he moved the rubble from on top of you and pulled you out. Now you really had to get out of here. While he could tell you were alive, he knew your pulse was weak. He couldn’t approximate how long you had left: he was too worried in the moment. All he knew was he had to get you out of here. So that’s what he did.

You woke up in bed. Well, not your bed but a bed. It was white, really white. Everything was white. Sterile. It was a hospital. You were in a hospital.You took a sharp breath in as you felt yourself come to. A sharp pain could be felt in your chest by doing that, causing you to wince.

In an instant, someone was by your side. One of the nurses? No, he wasn’t wearing nurse clothes. You tilted your head.

“Oh, Y/N, I’m so glad you’re all right!” the man said, holding onto your hand.

You squinted at him, trying to see if you could place his face. He looked… familiar, but you couldn’t find a name. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” you asked gently. “I can’t seem to… remember a lot.”

Upon hearing those words, Connor frowned. Something in him shattered. Just when he had figured out you were the most important thing to him, it was like you had been ripped away. But, he couldn’t do that to you. So, he forced a smile. “I’m Connor. We work together.”

[hellcatinnc]

Vampire Dormitory Anime Review

Spoilers Included

Ok this anime has so much confliction to me in whole I loved it but at the same time it annoyed me. I do think it is worth anyone putting on their watch list though even though for people that fall into being Ren lovers you don't want to get your hopes up will not get you anywhere. This story is based off one vampire saving a girl/boy/girl from dying when she fell by accident when she was contemplating suicide. You go on this path listening to Ruka be a cute blush boy one minute and ridiculing Mito about her blood tasting horrible. He even kept pushing her aside past his own feelings so he could be the king of vampires and be with his one true destined partner. Like yeah he saved, yeah he took her in but come on this should not have been a open and closed love story. I don't get why when you add a second guy to some anime's and I end up shipping the second guy more, this is another anime that has that happen to me. So lets break down the characters then I will go over what burned my ass the most in this anime and what I loved.

Mito Yamamoto

Such a pretty girl and I do like her as a character she isn't useless. She has her own personality she does get hurt easily but then again I think this is why I like her I can relate. The being alone, falling too fast and getting hurt easily. They need her in an otome game for sure or at least a personality like hers. Anyways she is the main of the story and I'm glad in the end she got a happy ending she deserved it.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The cute back and fourth scenes with both guys and Mito in the picture were perfect. She looked good with both of them I'm not gonna lie. Although I still prefer her with Ren I guess too each their on in the end. It really is her story though about how she finds love and friendship and a home.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ruka Saotome & Mito Yamamoto

I started watching the show for this pairing however I honestly think it didn't last long for me. I mean Ruka isn't a bad guy he just listens to everyone else too much on what he should do and not follow his heart. It really was the only issue I had with him because he is a sweetheart, and is a blushy boy too. He was too easily swayed even when there was a imitation Mito he jumped right to her and even chose to save her life over Mitos'. I'm not sure why so many were against Ren but loved Ruka when he did just as many stupid shit if not more. He broke her heart on several occasions, he pushed her away, he played this pull her in to push away again, and sometimes he could be plain rude to her. In the end not gonna lie the first time he really won me over when he more the less said fuck it all I want her before he even knew it was his destined partner. I loved this side of Ruka he finally grew a back bone and went after what he wanted at any consequence. Ruka isn't a horrible character I do feel like he fits a teenage age perfectly where I feel like Ren is more grown up.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ren Nikaido & Mito Yamamoto

Ren stole my heart pretty early on and I think he got the shit end of the deal. So most the show is about him and Mito I swear, cause everytime Ruka is hurting her she runs to Ren. He is like a big brother/best friend trope type for sure. He tries to come off as a tsundere early on but he isn't he just doesn't take shit off people. He is lonely and has been alone most his life just like Mito this is why their friendship I think grew very fast. In a perfect world Mito would have been better off with him he would protect her like know other. However after you get to a point you can really love this man and what they have together the writers fuck it up.

I mean it too, you know when you get a certain character and you get a idea of their personality and stuff is, well this is what you get with Ren you learn who he is and how much he loves Mito whether girl or boy. However writers had to make sure people didn't like the 2nd male lead much more so the last 2 or 3 episodes makes him in to a asshole that turns her into a male so he can try to force her to marry him. This is not or has not been once the kind of man he is. I was so enraged by this, so your telling me a man who wipes away her tears, beats peoples asses that bother her, holds her close when Ruka hurts her...your telling me thats the man that would force something on her...I think not. I will hold to the end Ren is my favorite and I would have gladly took him off her hands to have a real man. OMG and when this man blushes I want to kiss him so bad. I love my blushy boys.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Komori

Now this man likes to flip back and fourth between being the vampire king and a somewhat cute shyish type guy who is everyones boss at his restaurant. Its funny until the end no one realizes this is the same guy. I mean look at this man how can you no tell he is the same lol. Now I can't say I much cared for his attitude as the king though came off like a ass at times.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Takara Kagurazaka

Takara really isn't anything special he is pretty geeky and you mostly only see him in a group or when he is with Juri on his own. He is crazy about girls but not a one want him. However I loved how he was with Juri always protecting him and even after Juri confessed his love he didn't blow him off. I don't think he is gay but Juri means everything to him hoping to read the manga and see if these two become more would be so cute and so happy for Juri.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Juri 

This boy is the sweetest and the cutest like I can't even he has this beautiful little face that makes me want to kiss him. He is much too pretty to be a boy probably prettier than Mito to me and she is a girl lol. Anyways its so sweet to watch him and his little crush on Takara like I don't its not a heavy influence so people that don't like BL won't have to worry but I would love to see a spinoff with him in the BL universe for sure.

[nyf-archive]

as the year has ended, i just wanted to make a post and thank all of you here for helping me find my love of writing again ♥️ i haven’t written for fun in over three years, so i was nervous about jumping back into it.

below, i wanted to thank a handful of people because of how much they’ve helped me in the year that i’ve made my return ♥️

@intothewildsea : ARLO. YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN HERE FOR ME THROUGH EVERY ROUGH PATCH, EVERY MISSING SPELL, AND EVERY COME BACK!!!! YOU ARE MY FUCKING RIDE OR DIE ON THIS BLOG AND ILYSM!!!!! YOU’RE THE REAL OG UP HERE!!!! 9 YEARS AND GOING STRONG!!! I CANT WAIT TO SEE WHAT SHENANIGANS OUR SHIPS GET INTO NOW!!!!

@thegreatstrongbow: HEATHER!!!! YOU’RE ALSO ANOTHER ONE OF MY BELOVED RIDE OR DIES HERE!!! thank you so much for writing with Fin. especially when i was so repetitive back in the old days 😂 i have gone back and reread so much of my old blog and i cringe at my old writing. but you? you have always been so amazing and i absolutely adore you and thank you for loving my canon divergent princess as you have ♥️ you’ll never understand how much i treasure you ♥️ in a community full of people who refuse to interact with female muses, there you and beleg were ♥️ it makes my heart very happy to have you in my life almost 9 years later ♥️

@reining-disaster : you were the first person to interact with ANY of my tavs. you just went right into it with my fresh muse and my fresh writing. without your help, i dont know if i wouldve broken into the community as i did ♥️ you are a lovely human being and i owe you a lot! i hope the new year is kind and generous to you and yours ♥️

@never-surrender: ilysm holy cow ive never made such a fast friend in any community and i have got to say, you have pulled me out of my shell when it comes to just dropping new characters and pulling ideas out of me and i adore you so ♥️ you’re one of my best friends, even though we haven’t been friends for long, and i can’t wait to make my trip to see you this year ♥️♥️

@seeliecourt : omg hamlet i adore you so ♥️ thank you so much for taking all this crack and fluff and shipping our adorable muses together ♥️ molly has become so well rounded and more thought out from what i originally had them penned to be. with all the universes and all the different ways we have talked about them, i feel like i know this muse more than i ever have ♥️ it has been such a pleasure becoming your friend and writing partner ♥️ im so excited to see what shenanigans we come up with this year!

@lordgortrash/@sunderdust: you have ABSOLUTELY challenged me! with all the plots and all of the prompts, i have tried to match your creativity. it has honestly improved my writing since i first started, and even though we haven’t had a TON of interactions, what asks/threads we do have has definitely taught me how to think like my characters more than i ever have in my life. thanks to you, i turned colette into this amazing, well thought out dark urge instead of the boring, no name NPC she was in the beginning. i honestly hated her character when i fleshed her out, but us talking about her dark urge verse just snapped something in me and i kept running with it and now i have one of my most favorite oc ive ever created. it may seem small, but it is a tremendous delight being able to write with you ♥️ i still get so excited like a fangirl when you like any of my posts or send me asks because that’s how much i look up to you ♥️

@eritvita: omg celeste you are one of the most adorable, kind, and loving person i have met in this last year ♥️ i absolutely adore that you always make sure that what we write is safe and that you’re not pushing any boundaries ♥️ you have definitely become one of the people i look up to when it comes to inclusivity and just being all around a genuine human being who cares about your friends ♥️ our threads make me cry on a daily basis because of how sweet our ships are and I cannot wait to reply any time i see a notification pop up ♥️ thank you for loving my muses and being such an all around wonderful person ♥️

@arsonshub: just wanted to give you a shout out on here as well ♥️ what was once me being a shy potato on your live stream about muses and lolth’s religion has now turned into a friendship I can’t wait to develop! it’s been so fun nerding out with you about YouTube series and our adorable little ship ♥️♥️♥️

@apalestar: thank you so very much for taking my chaotic bhaalspawn and being just as chaotic with me ♥️ i am absolutely adoring all our interactions, crack or canon ♥️ i am adoring each and every little thing we do and I can’t wait to see where the future takes these two murder hobos ♥️ seriously, though, thank you for always being kind, even when i send you ridiculous shit at two in the morning lol!

If I didn’t mention your name, I just want you to know that I’m thankful for you, too!!! You all have helped me find my love of writing again and I can’t imagine where I’d be without your support! I know I’m chaotic and all over the place and don’t respond at good times or maybe I post too much, but I’m loving being here again and I couldn’t have done it without ANY of you on my blog♥️ so thank you!

And with that! Happy New Years and Happy Munday!!!

[dootznbootz]

16 and 19 :>

16: tiny detail in canon you wish more people appreciated.

OOh gosh, SO MANy!!! I'll go with Happy ones.

1.) The fact that when Agamemnon was testing them all. While Odysseus WAS the one who was all like "GET BACK HERE!" he was at first wanting to leave as well. ( he didn't "go to his ship" but he was pained as he probably wanted desperately to go home as well. )

She sped off, raced down from Mount Olympus’s crest, quickly reached Achaea’s swift ships, rushing to the spot Odysseus, a man as wise as Zeus, was standing. He’d laid no hand on his fast, black, well-decked ship. His stout heart was filled with pain.

(Johnston, Book 2 of Iliad)

His heart was in pain! He wanted to go too! It was because Athena was like "GET THESE GUYS!" that he started to bonk the other Achaeans!

2.) Also the fact that he says this to Agamemnon when asking him why he said that "We can go home" 🥺

A man who spends one month aboard his ship, away from his wife, becomes downhearted when winter gusts and stormy seas confine him. This is now the ninth revolving year we’ve been waiting here, on this very spot. So I don’t think that badly of Achaeans in their frustration here by their curved ships. Still, it’s shameful to go home with nothing.   

(Johnston, Book 2)

"You can't blame us for rushing to go home. A man even being one month away from his wife will make him depressed" LIKE??!?!??!1 SIMP! He's fucking OUTING himself!!!

3.) Also in the Odyssey, the fact that he asks for another bed when she first rejects him. To ME, another part of the reason why he's so upset at her "rejection" is kind of because, to me, they were basically flirting while he was a beggar ( he calls her a KING, something you did NOT do when you're a man. as you're basically saying "I'm lesser than you, a woman" ) and so I imagine him being like "Weren't we flirting before?! Because you knew it was me?! I'm no longer covered in blood! Why are you suddenly turning me away?!"

And then he asks for a different bed. While it's assumed that she's still the "boss" as he hasn't been COMPLETELY accepted as the "rightful king yet", he probably STILL could've been like "Uh, no, that's MY bed. I'm going to sleep in it." At this point, Penelope's the ONLY one in the household who has not accepted him yet. He could've been like "Uh, no. I'm going to sleep in MY bed whether you like it or not" but he doesn't!!! He asks for a completely different bed! One that's probably not as luxurious as the one he made. and like??? Idk... it's so small but he really does care about her and respect her. (This is from what I know historically. If someone knows more and is willing to share if this is bullshit. then feel free to! :D )

I have SOOOO many more but I don't wanna search through all the books to find the sources 😅

19: Current fandoms

just.... so MANY. I love a lot of things and have thoughts on many but it's mostly the Odyssey as of right now, (mostly the Ithacan royal family haha), but I also love Fairy Tail and Legend of Zelda! :D Many others include: Pokemon, Avatar (Atla and LoK), Fullmetal Alchemist, many different musicals. Those are the main ones as of now. :D I have a LOT

[mischief-lies-and-stories]

Loki Episode 4 Incoherent Thoughts

I know we have two more episodes. I know it's (probably) gonna be fine. But goddamn, guys.

I hope this episode doesn't completely disprove the end of my fic so soon.

Also the word Heart in the title is turning me into more of an absolute Fool

This intro is making me very upset

HOW DID THIS RECORDING GET BACK TO THE TVA IN THE WAR ROOM

OH SHIT

OH FUCKING SHIT

NO YOU'RE NOT, YOU DOUCHE

Welp, already. Before the title card. Damn.

Why does the door stay open at the end of the last episode for Loki and Mobius, but close immediately in this one though?

Sylvie!

Wait no Heart is in the title.

I SWEAR TO GOD IF RENSLAYER AND MINUTES END UP TOGETHER AND THE ONLY GAY REP WE GET IS THE VILLAIN LADY AND THE ANIMATED CLOCK I'M GONNA LOSE IT

Loki being soft and gentle is KILLING ME

You didn't need to give me that long of a shot on that screen. I know the future's approaching.

B15 I WOULD DIE FOR YOU

Fucking hell I love this. I want the end of this so bad to be lokius and Sylvie as my trio but not a throuple.

Gaybies!

His number two fan!

LOOK AT CASEY BACK THERE SMILING LIKE A PROUD BOYFRIEND I'M SORRY I SHIP THESE TWO SO BAD

ANOTHER REASON WHY HIS NAME IS OUROBOROS I'M DYING

OH MY GOD HE SAID THE THING OB YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THE THING I'M SCREAMING

OH MY GOD THIS IS KILLING ME

SYLVIE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I'M SO HAPPY YOU'RE HERE

OB YOU MADE MINI-FIGURES?!

STOP I HAVE TOO MANY THINGS TO WRITE I CANNOT WRITE A FIC WHERE OB DMS THEIR DND CAMPAIGN

OB'S NOT SO SUBTLE LOOK AT SYLVIE WHEN HE SAYS "When someone killed He Who Remains" AND HER RESPONDING LOOK OF PRIDE LIKE 'Thank you, and I'd do it again' AND LOKI LIKE 'Not in front of the variant, please' IS FUCKING SENDING ME

"And ruined my life" OB YOU'RE MY FAVORITE OFFICIALLY

THE BICKERING IS BACK BABYYY ALSO IT'S ABSOLUTELY YOUR TURN LOKI HE'S RIGHT

CASEY AND OB JUST IDLY WATCHING THE BANTER I CANNOT WITH THIS EPISODE OH MY GOD

SYLVIE JUMPING INTO THE BICKERING OH NO OH NO (this is an oh no for me, maybe I'll explain what oh no means in reaction posts later, if anything comes of this one. God I hope not)

Loki is a very fast runner

VICTOR

But also please do not come in the way of Casey and OB

Ohhh fuck

I thought she was gonna restore his memories without permission, I really did

[I just paused typing the reactions because I thought of a theory OH MY GOD]

LOKI DON'T GO AFTER HER YOU KEEP CHOOSING MO STOP

OH FUCKING BRAD AGAIN

WHY ARE THEY ALL IN THERE THAT'S A TERRIBLE IDEA

THIS IS ABOUT TO BE A PRISON RIOT

B15 NO YOU CAN'T TRUST THEM

They're for sure gonna go for it AND THEN TURN ON YOU WHEN IT'S TIME

NO THAT'S THEIR PLACE

Lord please don't kiss

Loki you're doing great sweetie please don't try to kiss her

LOKI STOP I'M GONNA WRITE A POEM IF YOU KEEP SPITTING WISDOM

SYLVIE YOU'VE SEEN WIZARD OF OZ??!!

Don't you DARE FUCKING kiss her

Oh thank god

FUCK YOU RENSLAYER

FUCK OFF BITCH

BRAD THAT'S A BOLD FACE LIE

MINUTES GO FUCK YOURSELF (Timely's not gonna do it, after all)

EEEWWW

MINUTES YOU FUCKING BITCH YOU'RE SMILING THAT'S DISGUSTING

BRAD YOU BETTER TURN ON A BITCH

THE TEMPAD ISN'T WORKING??!!

This is weird

WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS WEIRD SHIT

BRAD YOU MOTHER FUCKER DON'T! FUCK

MOBIUS WHAT DID YOU PLAY? I BET IT WAS CANDY CRUSH AND AMONG US

FUCKING HELL I HATE THIS SO FUCKING MUCH FUCK THIS

TIMELY OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD SYLVIE

FUCK MY BRAIN IS MOVING FAST AND GOD I HATE IT I KNOW WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN I PAUSED IT

SO IT MIGHT NOT HAPPEN TILL NEXT WEEK BUT: So they're separated, Sylvie gets up, pries open the elevator doors in time to see past Loki get pruned but thinks it's current Loki. And she's very upset about it. Then current Loki shows up and they reunite and she kisses him for real this time. GOD PLEASE NO I'M GONNA BE NERVOUS FOR THE NEXT SEVENTEEN MINUTES MINUS WHENEVER THAT HAPPENS.

ON THE OTHER HAND IF YOU JUST HUG HIM I CAN HANDLE THAT

THERE'S PAST LOKI SHIT HERE WE GO

ELEVATOR BROKEN. I MIGHT START CRYING PREMATURELY

IF I GET THIS RIGHT I'M GONNA BE SHOCKED I NEVER PREDICT THINGS RIGHT EVEN IF THEY'VE BEEN HEAVILY FORESHADOWED.

I DON'T WANT THIS TO BE THE MOMENT I CHECK OFF THAT BINGO SQUARE PLEASE NO

SYLVIE GOOD GIRL OH MY GOD YOU'RE SO SMART THIS IS WHY YOU ARE THE SUPERIOR VARIANT

WAIT WE STILL DON'T KNOW WHO'S ON THE PHONE THOUGH

WAIT PAUSED AGAIN. WAS I ORIGINALLY RIGHT, DOES FUTURE LOKI PRUNE PAST LOKI? OKAY EVERYTHING ABOUT MY PREDICTION IS THE SAME EXCEPT SHE'S ONLY UPSET UNTIL PAST BOI DISAPPEARS BECAUSE CURRENT BOI IS RIGHT THERE. OKAY PRESSING PLAY AGAIN

RIPPING OPEN THE DOOR, CURRENT LOKI WITH PRUNE STICK Y'ALL AS SOON AS I FIGURED OUT HE ACTUALLY GOT PRUNED FROM BEHIND I SAID IT WAS LOKI

DO IT LOKI MOBIUS NEEDS YOU

OH RIGHT YOU NEED TO SEE SYLVIE RIGHT. I forgot you understood this shit better than I do.

There's a guy in another apartment yelling ARGH, and that's a BIG MOOD right now dude lol.

"I promise you this will make sense." You're killing me Loki PLEASE DON'T KISS HER

ANSWER THE PHONE

STOP YELLING RANDOM DUDE IN MY BUILDING, EVERYTHING'S OKAY (FOR NOW)

FUCK YES DO IT, OB

ALSO THANK GOD NO KISS YET

This man is still yelling and it's been like 3-5 minutes.

I AGREE WITH LOKI AND SYLVIE LOL

YEAH DIE BITCH

OH SHIT I WAS GONNA FUCKING SAY NOT AGAIN BUT SHE SAID HER PIECE HOLY SHIT

GET HIM

YES

YES FUCKING DIE

Thanks V

TELL HIM LOKI

NO TIMELY I WANT LOKI TO TELL MOBIUS AND I DON'T TRUST YOU THAT MUCH

AND LOKI'S FOR SURE A FASTER RUNNER

I DON'T LIKE THAT WE THINK WE'RE GONNA FIGURE OUT-- FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

OH NO

NOOOOOOOOO IT'S THE SHOT NOOOOOOOO

WAIT WAIT DID HE TIME SLIP OR TURN INTO BLACK HOLE SPAGHETTI [Pretty sure it's the second one]

wait. Why are there pictures of the episode including the last scene in the files at the TVA? (I know it's the credits but I'm choosing to accept it as canon)

It all comes down to Brad I guess??

I. Need to go like. Stare at a wall for a little bit or something.

[hjellacott]

They say genitalia isn't important when choosing to date someone. As a bisexual woman, I consider biological sex to be essential for me to decide whether to date or not, even if it's not about having sex. Here's a list of things I consider when dating a man or a woman, that to me are entirely biologically sex-based:

IF MALE

Is he sensitive? Because if he isn't, not interested.

Is he physically strong? I need to know I could defend myself if I needed to.

How's his voice? I get PTSD triggered from very loud, strong male voices, so it's got to be something that sounds gentle.

How's his temper? No way I'd date a man with a strong temperament.

Is he protective or over protective? Because I'll take a bit from a man, but there's a limit.

Is he going to treat me like property?

Is he a sensible man, that'll make the right decisions? Because many men aren't, they get too cocky.

Am I comfortable talking about sensitive topics with him? Does he have enough empathy and compassion, or will he laugh?

Do I feel safe with him?

Can I hold intellectual debates with him without causing an argument?

Is there a chance he'll get physical in an argument, even a slim one?

Is he a feminist?

Does he love his mother/sisters/other females in his family?

Is he kind to gay men?

Is he an attention seeker?

Is he too happy with being sexually admired by other women, that he'll be constantly seeking that even if we're together?

Is he the jealous kind? Will he try to end my friendships with other men?

Will he demand my consent for sexual things, and respect that it is my body, my choice?

Would he be a good father? (because if you're having sex, accidents might happen).

Is he good with animals?

Does he like poetry?

How does he feel about guns?

What would he do if he had a homosexual child?

Is he good with children, while also respecting their space?

Would anyone feel safe around him?

How does he respond to witnessing violence and possible harassment?

What kind of friend is he?

Will he be respectful if I reject kinky sex? Will he respect my sexual decisions in general?

Is he honest?

Is he mature and responsible?

Does he have a job he's committed to?

Is he the kind of guy his friends/relatives trust for babysitting or pet sitting?

Is he a good carer?

Is he academic? Does he enjoy reading novels?

Will he sit playing videogames all the time?

Will he put sports above spending time with me, my family or my friends?

Will he be kind towards me and my period, or act like it's something disgusting he ought to stay away from?

Will he be patronising and mansplaining?

IF FEMALE

Is she emotionally grounded? Is she emotionally dependent?

Is she too fucked up by past relationships?

Can she be reasonable in a fight, or will she bring up every past relationship?

Will she move too fast, or respect my pace?

Is she woke?

Does she have personal aspirations, passions, and goals she's committed to?

Does she have good self esteem?

Does she take care of her own health, even if it means not being too thin?

Does she rely on make up at all times? Because I want to see a woman's real face and fall in love with it.

Will she judge my style, or the kind of woman I am, or will she support me and appreciate our differences?

Is she excessively sappy?

Does she think violence is OK if it comes from a woman? Because no thanks.

Is she strong and independent, like a cat?

Can we live like two ships moving side by side, without trying to overpower the other?

Being bisexual and actually getting to gain romantic and sexual experience with both men and women is quite enriching, because it actually gives one great knowledge about what makes someone who they are, and how deeply someone's biological sex can influence them, whether they realise or not. It goes well beyond breasts and penises, biological sex is in every part of you, your sensitivities, your physicality, your can-do attitude, your confidence, so on. Depending on your biological sex you face brutally different challenges in life, which shape you into different kinds of people. That is what I'm trying to show.

I want you to see that whether one dates a man or a woman, you have different concerns and things to think about. Mine are these, yours might be something else. Notice I haven't put things like religion or race, because they don't depend on sex, I am always going to worry about someone's attitude towards those no matter who they are. What is important is to see how experiences with men and women differ, even if you don't know what's under their trousers.

Notice, for example, how I think of far more things and have far more concerns when it comes to dating men than I do with women. Notice how my concerns with men are more about my safety and well-being, and stereotypes that are associated to men for a reason (and that I've noticed continuously when it has come to relationships with men), while the things I worry about with women, based on past experience, are more related to their emotional and mental stability, and how well can we be two women with our own lives who don't try to become each other.

Biological sex matters, even if you're not having sex. Because it's the essence of you. It's your DNA. It's you, just like bulls and cows are brutally different, so are men and women, genitalia aside.

[darkshrimpemotions]

@valleyg0th Like I said, answering this in a separate post because it's too long-winded for a reply and sort of off the topic of the original post. My comments and yours from that post above for reference.

Also, I'd like to preface this by saying that the ethical and moral considerations around RPS/RPF are massively nuanced and complicated, and something that I'm still working through myself. That being said, I do have some pretty hard and fast ideas about what ISN'T okay, which inform a lot of what I'm getting into below.

But first, I'd like to clarify my statement as it seems from your reply that it did not come across the way I intended. When I say "something Taylor has made it clear she doesn't want to be super public about" I'm not talking about her sexuality. I'm talking about her relationships in general.

She has made it very clear, repeatedly, over the years that she does not appreciate uninvited intrusions into her personal life. That's not really debatable at this point. She wants to be the one to choose what and when and how her personal life is shared with the world. If she has ever asked for anything, anything at all, it's that.

That's part one of why I find the constant spreading and debate and speculation over these still-unconfirmed break-up rumors so distasteful, particularly from people who claim to love Taylor.

Part two of why I find it so distasteful is the way so many people are celebrating this breakup rumor because it validates their theories about Taylor's sexuality, rejoicing that she's "gotten rid of her beard" and such. That's gross regardless of what you think her sexuality is. If people were on here going "oh yay she broke up with Joe this is how Haylor can still win" I would find that despicable, too.

I'm not particularly invested in any of Taylor's relationships beyond being happy that she's happy, but I do participate and get invested heavily in RPS/RPF in other fandoms, and the keys to respectful RPS/RPF are pretty clear, whether the ship in question is het or queer.

1. You do not demonize, villainize, or harass the real life significant others of the people your ship concerns. (It's also generally considered distasteful to float or perpetuate rumors or conspiracy theories about the relationship being fake or forced, but the bare minimum is you don't make whatever you think about the relationship that SO's problem.)

2. You do not involve or bother the children of the people your ship concerns in any way, ever.

3. You do not ever, ever, EVER put your shipping or associated material (i.e. fics, fanart, theorizing, tinhatting) where the real people it concerns are likely to see it.

And that third one is where Swifties, Gaylors in particular, are really fucking failing right now. Now, if a famous person goes onto AO3 and searches for their name, that's one thing. Or they come into any fandom space where they aren't a known presence and start poking around...they went looking for it. But bringing it up at live events or putting it on social media platforms that said celebrity openly frequents in a way they're likely to see it (i.e. by @ing them or putting it under their name's hashtag) is crossing a line.

And yet what is the Taylor Swift tag FULL OF, on tumblr where we all know Taylor has had an account for years and lurks occasionally? People calling Joe an ex-beard, celebrating the end of their relationship, and analyzing her every move and facial expression and song choice in the context of these unconfirmed break-up rumors.

This shit is gross, full stop. And on top of everything else, far too many of the fans in the Gaylor camp are quick to call anyone who has a problem with their behavior in this regard a homophobe, trivializing the very real dangers and struggles faced by queer people to win their stupid little fandom arguments. That's disgusting. It disgusts me as a queer person.

Part three of why I find all the breakup rumor speculation so distasteful is that once again, Taylor is doing the absolute most and completely killing it at her career, but many of her so-called fans only want to focus on her relationship status with some guy. It's all "she's doing so great on tour in spite of the Joe breakup!" or "she's doing so great on tour because of the Joe breakup!" How about we stop attributing anything in this woman's career to the men she's involved with? Are we capable of that? Have we fucking evolved past 2015 yet?

As for Taylor's habit of leaving clues in her albums, I find it wild that people assume because she has left fairly obvious little puzzles and easter eggs for us throughout her career ABOUT her career, i.e. background info about the music on an album or foreshadowing around what's coming next, that means that she's constantly sending us secret coded messages about her private life.

Like...capitalized letters in liner notes that spell out a detail about that song or album that you wouldn't otherwise know, or a numerical code on her instagram that reveals the vault tracks on her next TV re-recording, or even easter eggs in a music video related to very public knowledge that inspired the song and album...are all a pretty far cry from "Taylor has been sending secret, unconfirmed signals that only we can see for over a decade to tell us that she's actually queer and being forced to stay in the closet and have PR relationships with men she doesn't care about."

And finally, I actually don't have a problem with interpreting Ivy or any of Taylor's music as queer. Interpreting art is not the same thing as speculating on the artist's sexuality, and it sure as hell isn't the same thing as celebrating a breakup rumor because it validates that speculation. I myself interpret a LOT of Taylor's music as queer. But I also understand that how I interpret art is just as much about me as it is about the art.

Me finding something in Taylor's music that I resonate with as a queer person doesn't necessarily mean Taylor herself is queer. And even if she is, she hasn't chosen to share that with us, so it's simply none of my goddamn business. "A lot of Taylor Swift's music resonates with me and my queer experiences" and "Taylor Swift's sexuality is none of my business" are ideas that can and should coexist.

As are "I think she might be" and "but that's none of my business" for that matter! Hell, I can even admit that based on my own experiences of being closeted and coming out, I wouldn't be surprised at all if one day Taylor comes out as bi. But that doesn't mean she OWES me or anyone else that disclosure, or that it's okay to be on the internet endlessly speculating on unsubstantiated rumors concerning something we know she specifically likes to be private about in a place we KNOW she's likely to see it! Especially when that speculation gives way to actively celebrating the end of her relationship without knowing a) if it has actually ended, and b) how she feels about it if it has.

[fishisvibing]

Hi my new friend👋

How did you get into prongsfoot and when?

Hohoho this is getting interesting. I'm spilling tea and my deepest darkest secret.

Let's start with how I first got into harry potter

My sister is a millennial, and she's older than me a lot, like a lot lot, so when I was just a kid watching lotr and simping over legolas on tv, my sister came home with a newly published hp book and read it for me. I didn't remember much but I did say something along the line mentioned Sirius' name that "his name sounds beautiful"

When I got into secondary school, I had watched all of the hp movies but never touched the books bc my aunt borrowed all the copies, so I begged my mom if I could use my allowance to buy new books and she said yes. I gave the money to my sister and she bought me 2 harry potter box sets, one for reading and one for displaying (the extra one was my birthday gift)

I spent nights trying to absorb those and I fell in love the more I read about Sirius, he's such a cool character, I love him to the point I asked my friends to join my Sirius cult haha. My bestie also liked the Marauders very much and she loved Jily so I started learning about James and Lily too. Even though I don't ship them as hard as Prongsfoot now, I still call them papa James and mama Lily (It's because of our translation makes it sounds super cute to call them like that)

Okay it's getting heated. One of my friends announced that they love wolfstar, and being the artist of the group, I was asked to join and draw for them. My other friend, said that they liked James/Snape (seriously idk what this ship called) and demanded me to join them. At that time, I already felt how much I love James and Sirius and I adore their relationship very much, I feel very weird when they're being separated and I can't stand that (also bc I cried when I know how much they meant to each other in the books). I declined both of them and they were like "WHAT?". The wolftar one said "well can't you see how intimate they are in the movie?", and the James/Snape said "the rivalry between two enemies makes the best trope". But tbh I love Prongsfoot for the way they are, utterly loyal and devoted, their co-dependancy, how they're like two peas in the same pod, like the reflection in the mirror, one that never lies and cherishes the other till their last breath. I love how comfortable and easy they are being with each other. To me, they're full and content.

At first, it was just the feeling that they seem right. Very right. But then it became more and more, like a car racing down the highway, it felt like I fell hard and fast for them so then I started scavanging everywhere for their contents. I read fics, watched fanarts, practicing drawing whenever I had the time so that I could someday be able to contribute something for Prongsfoot, and I did it, it's still not every good imo but for now I'm feeling happy that I'm able to draw them, and write fics about them (they're all in Vietnamese tho)

Well, I think it all thanks to that one fic on fanfiction for turning me to the right path. I was still hesitate over wolfstar bc I didn't want to make my friend sad. But then after reading that devishly exquisite cherry on top fic, my heart and my head snapped straight to Prongsfoot. The way the author described their relationship was like the last nail in the coffin that set me forever laying deep in this Prongsfoot hole. Yahh I was 15 back then, what a time. I'm in my 20s now and that fic still embroided in my mind as clear as the sky (one of the reason it's my fav one is bc it's so morally wrong and fucked up in the head, it's basically dead dove but cooked beautifully)

Thank you for asking me this, I've been dying to talk about this but never have a chance

[jemsbitch]

My chain of thorn thoughts (obviously cot spoilery)

Okay first of all: it was disappointing. Tlh was so hyped up I don’t think it could have ever lived up to its expectations. And the biggest problem is it huge cast of main characters that cassie couldn’t really develop and focus on everyone. And the fact that it’s set in the past, she is very limited by what she can do with it so that’s already all not of to a good start.

Now cot. I know she changed it to make it happier but honestly I’d much rather a realistic heartbreaking cot than this.

I’m not saying it’s very bad. The writing is still the same cassie writing. It’s the plot. The way everything shifts too fast or is dragged on too long.

Okay now let’s actually discuss cot:

Cordelia, James and Matthew:

The beginning of cordelia and Matthew in Paris was so good. I wanted and dreaded them kissing. And the most unexpected part for me in the entire cot is James in the room just when they were making out (I kind of what to find out what would have happened if James wasn’t there but then I feel like cordelia would have regretted it so much so I’m glad it didn’t go on)

And then James not telling cordelia is dumb as fuck. But then in my opinion it was in character? (But also it’s dragged on for too long that it just makes it frustrating. But i guess the theme in tlh is miscommunication so what did we expect) And lucie was right. But cordelia and James are too proud and they both could not see it and refused to be seen as weak

Proud of cordelia for having the conversation with Matthew no matter how hard it was (“am I hard to love?” Broke me made me feel as bad as cordelia felt)

Matthew FINALLY addressing his alcoholism and Alastair helping and it being realistic and all his friends there to help makes me so damn happy

I’m glad cassie didn’t shove a love interest at Matthew

I like how James and Matthew friendship have the time to mend (and cordelia and Lucie friendship too)

Lucie and Jesse:

Can’t think of anything bad about them to say

Cassie did give them many scenes so that’s a win for luciejesse fans

(Not really a ship I care about so idk what else to say about it except I can’t find a problem or anything especially good to say about so)

Oh I like their subplot like the problem with Lucie touching him and stuff and the way their relationship are honestly they are just very good

Grace:

Favourite Grace in tlh so far

You can see how much she has grew and changed as a character and honestly I feel so bad for her but I do not blame anyone’s reaction towards her at all

So proud of the tlh characters for treating her accordingly

I just like her in cot lol

Proud of her for having the guts to tell Jesse knowing he will hate her forever

Christopher:

Let me be brutally honest

I’m glad it was Christopher (as I only care about Alastair)

Because all the other characters are fan favourites or not that important

Think about it. Cassie cant kill Matthew James or cordelia, she cant kill tid characters. She absolutely cannot kill thomastairs. She cannot kill lucie and Jesse as well. I guess she could have killed Charles but then the impact will be nothing. Or Anna and Ariadne but I don’t think she will kill off a lesbian couple and Anna is an icon so. So of course it will be christopher

but honestly I feel so bad for Christopher stans

Like boy he is given dogshit

Literally he wasn’t even mention that much after the grief part and he was like briefly mentioned in epilogue but not really

We didn’t see his parents reaction to his death

And cordelia was way too focus on Matthew and James (understandable for her) then Christopher in the grief part, taking away most of the focus

I get how the book is already way too long (even tho I feel like it’s dragged on I feel like so many more things should have been included but at the same time idk what could have been cut) but Christopher does deserve better (even from a person that does not care about him I just feel bad)

Anyways rip to Christopher and his fans. Thoughts and prayers with you😔

Thomastairs:

Literally perfection

Cassie saw how mad we were about the lack of thomastairs in coi and apologised to us LMAO

We got everything we wanted and everything we could ever need (I mean Obv I wouldn’t mind more thomastairs scenes BUT I understand how she already gave us so much and we cannot be too greedy now can we)

I love Thomas lightwood so fucking much (before I only care about him for Alastair but he is so goddam cute)

Thomas lightwood is literally the only character that did not hide his feelings at all throughout cot (even in coi he didn’t hide it from Alastair (he just didn’t tell the others but he aren’t obliged to so)

He keeps confessing and reassuring Alastair no matter how many times Alastair makes excuses and doubts them

He spoke Farsi to Alastair. Thomas lightwood spoke Alastair’s mother tongue to him.

All the kisses and dialogues and scenes with them is just perfection

Alastair is as witty and useful as ever and Thomas is so nervous and cute and not him being one of the only ones grieving for Christopher

Anyways can you tell how much I just love them

Now the fucking plot:

It’s such a typical cliche ya plot that yeah it make sense for a ya book and i guess in some ways it is fathomable but at the same time it’s cheap it’s predictable it’s nothing unusual or exciting

It’s like the book cannot decide between being an action focus and character focus so it’s just a weird uncomfortable mixture between the two

And because readers have so much expectations because it’s about characters we already know and love and that’s why cassie had to be so careful

Ngl, I feel like she did her best with the limits she have (that she sets for herself in her previous books and shit)

But I just want the sadder version (unless it’s sad for thomastairs then im glad it’s this version)

(I didn’t mention ari and Anna because idk what else to say for them except same as how I feel about Lucie and Jesse)

I cannot say im satisfied but I also cant say im disappointed. More like I expected this and it’s just what I expected and it’s disappointing that it didn’t surprise or exceed my expectations

So yeah this is my cot thoughts.

Am I happy with cot? Not really? Am I disappointed? Maybe? Am I glad/relieved about the ending? Yeah

[thegeminisage]

it's time for. SIIIGH. a star trek update. on ummm feb 20 or whatever we did tng's "aquiel" and ds9's "q-less" (SIGH) and i didn't write an update because i was not very excited about those. and then we paused for a week to do natla. and then last night we did tng's "face of the enemy." ok.

aquiel (tng):

what's weird is that of the two episodes we watched that evening i actually did like this one better

that said it DID involve geordi being a little bit of a creep to the not-so-dead-girl though. when he brings up a fact about her he should not know it's JUST like leah brahams. granted it was actually his job this time to watch her diary and he SUPER thought she was dead but still. can you not open with that

i did like geordi taking his visor off though it's always cool when he gets to do that

i knew from the beginning something was Up with the dog but i didnt EXPECT THE DOG TO BE EVIL..................tng writers that is just heartless. not only is the real dog dead but the fake dog got killed too. you killed the dog twice. are you happy? do you feel proud of yourself? i fucking hate this show actually

nevermind idr anything else about this episode and i have now stopped caring

q-less (ds9):

i only found q tolerable ONE TIME. ONE TIME i found him tolerable and that was when he was drooling over picard who did not want to fuck him and it was the funniest thing i'd ever seen and every day i beg them to do it agaiun but they won't. you know who's not in ds9? picard! so get q out of here!!

this felt way too much like a tng episode for my tastes. i decided i don't like that chocolate in that peanut butter.

vash hot though. whew! you slap some crow's feet on a woman and i swoon instantly

vash rubbing ferengi ears like lwaxana troi made me have ptsd flashbacks to the episode with the ha ha funny rape. no fucking thank you

honestly, does sisko need to be dealing with picard's past lays and guy who wishes he could be a present lay? picard killed his wife. give the man a break

that said i DO think q and vash were fucking purely because that's as close as q can get to fucking picard. disgusting.

anyway 0/10 except for vash's wrinkles

face of the enemy (tng):

THEY MENTIONED SPOCK IN THIS EPISODE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! boy i sure sat up straight fast

deanna racefaking as a romulan AGAINST HER WILL...could they not have just asked. could they not have asked like literally ANYBODY. like she was so underprepared. that said i loved that she actually got to do stuff

the fucking guy in this was tosk or whoever from ds9...he looked SO familiar but i feel like i know him from somewhere else too

my fav part of this ep besides the spock mentions of course was the fact that the romulan commander deanna was up against seemed like a genuinely good person who had been hurt by the empire. like deanna was very much the bad guy here. imagine if some starfleet bigwig took kirk's ship away and used it to kill 18 people, you know? the outside pov vibe was kind of a slay actually

kind of a bummer to do all this angsting about romulus and helping the defectors and everything when quite literally it's gonna blow up in like...what, less than 20 years now, right? yeah. i mean if a romulan had a baby right now that baby wouldn't even live to be old enough to drink. obviously they had no idea when they were making all this but it's THAT VERY FACT that kind of makes me fucking nuts. please smuggle more people out of there. get them out now while you can. but they don't know. and it's not dramatic irony that they don't know like in real life nobody making this KNOWS. AAAAAAA

TONIGHT: ds9's "dax" and tng's "tapestry."

[starlightrows]

Welcome back to Krax Watches. I didn’t finish my rewatch of season 1, and I don’t care enough to go back to do it. Onward we go!

Episode 1

Beach planet!

I wonder how much time has passed?

Wrecker being able to keep pace with Echo and Hunter while carrying that big box is wildly impressive

Unscheduled study break… nerd

“Mistress Cid”

How the fuck does Omega, a person born and raised on Kamino, not know who Dooku is?

Lmao… Echo the kill joy… didn’t Fives call him that at some point?

Hunter acts like he’s more battle exhausted and wants to be retired… which is valid… but Echo’s right being passive and complicit is just allowing the Empire to win

Why did they think jumping onto the outside of a ship that’s actively trying to leave the planet was a good idea?

Bruh… leave the box at this point

I love pew pew noises, sounds like childhood

The way I would be barfing my guts out in that free fall

Episode 2

“We are descending at rate of speed that is most concerning”… you’re about to die, you allowed to say “we’re falling really fast”

Someone is going to crushed by those containers.

Oh fuck I was mostly kidding

Also god damn you just fractured your femur and you’re still talking like nothing is wrong

A new clone trooper with a name… I bet y’all will be thirsting the second I finish posting this

Tech your femur is BROKEN, you would not be weight bearing. You would be laying in a heap and waiting for the Imperials to come find your ass

They really said “Hunky Team” and “Nerdy Team” for these episodes… well “Nerdy Team + Lil Sister”

I have a funny feeling that if the batch doesn’t start actively trying to weaken the Empire, Echo will leave to join a group who will. I wouldn’t be shocked if he joined Saw Gurerra or something

Wrecker just jerryrigged a bazooka

I have never believed Omega has Fett dnd more than this episode. Her running away to finish a mission because she won’t half ass a job is very Boba and Jango to me

“The shiny stuff”

I’m kinda glad we got some Echo and Omega bonding… granted it’s the sad childhood trauma flavor… but I’ll take what I can get in a show about a war torn world

Oh… okay then I guess we won’t be thirsting over Wilco…

Buuuut we also didn’t see a body, and as we know Rampart has already failed to ensure Clone Force 99 was actually dead. So who knows maybe we’ll him again

Final thoughts. Meh, it’s alright. About as interesting as last season I guess. I’m happy to keep watching but also not head over heels for it

[all-about-kyu]

𝑵𝑪𝑻 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕

Warnings: mentions of being high/ drinking, language

This is all jokes, guys!! I know there are mentions of being high and drinking, but I promise my orchestra prof is amazing, and these are all things she’s said out of context. Please don’t take it the wrong way :) Lucas is included in this. If you don’t want to interact with this post because of it, that’s fine. Do not attack me for including him.

Johnny: designing marching band uniforms “So up close it looks like feathers cause you know... we’re the Profs (they’re owls if you didn’t know) but from far away it’s just a ✨pop of color✨”

Taeyong: “YOU NEED TO GRAB THIS PIECE BY THE HORNS AND GO ‘YOU’RE MY BITCH NOW’ ….. Sorry French Horns no offense”

Yuta: “Do you ever see the colors of music in front of you like it’s a visual experience?” // “are you high?” // “NO! I’M DEAD SERIOUS AND VERY FAR FROM HIGH”

Kun: “yeah, I studied music, but I also was an athlete, and in this club, and-”

Doyoung: “Y’all… let me just say being the most sane one in the room is so hard sometimes…”

Ten: chucks a drumstick across the concert hall

Jaehyun: is being dead serious rehearsing a piece “Okay… fuck that we’ll figure that out another time… just… do it.”

Winwin: smacks music on the podium “Happy fuckin’ Tuesday everyone.”

Jungwoo: “CAN YOU GUYS HEAR ME OVER THERE??? YOU’RE REALLY FAR AWAY” // “we’re just on the other side of the room…”

Mark: giggling about a footnote in the music score “guys- I- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”

Hendery: “I was scared to tell my lesson professor I broke my wrist (especially as a percussionist), so I popped a few pills the hospital gave me and told him… he went, ‘are you high right now?’ and I went ‘........no?’”

Xiaojun: “You guys are like dementors trying to suck people!” // “.......” // “WAIT!! I MEANT SUCK SOULS”

Renjun: “ya know… don’t be a shithead… it’s fun sometimes”

Jeno: pressing things on the soundboard “I have no idea what I’m doing……”

Haechan: belts out the upper woodwind part just because

Jaemin: “WOOOOO WE ARE CAFFEINATED TODAY MY FRIENDS LETS RUN THIS PIECE AT 200 BPM” // “[insert prof name here] no…” // “[prof name here] YES”

Yangyang: “sometimes you just need to punch a tuba in the face” // “tubas don’t have faces…” // “Yes. They do.”

Shotaro: “Okay, okay. Serious university professor time…” proceeds to start giggling at a TikTok

Chenle: “guys… I’m wearing a hippo costume for the last piece of the winter concert. No one’s stopping me.” (yes my prof actually did it)

Sungchan: “[insert music librarian’s name here] HUMAN WE NEED HELP SEND BACK UP NOW THE SHIP IS TAKING WATER FAST” // sighs “You could’ve just asked me to help out in the flute section normally…” // “No :D”

Jisung: “My dad is coming to watch you guys rehearse! :D …….. Please don’t embarrass me…”

COPYRIGHT STARLITMARK 2023© ALL RIGHTS RESERVED — reposting/modifying any fic or piece of original writing posted on this blog is not allowed. Translations are not permitted. 

Tag List: @jaehunnyy​ @its-taeil-time​ @brattybunfornct​ @notbeforelong​ @spiderrenjunfics​ @umbralhelwolf​ @ericssmile​ @honeyhuii​