#Wow this is like the most tags I've put in anything

[smutoperator]

Red Hot

Shin Ryujin x Male Reader

Tags: anal, anal creampie, asshole fingering, cock and toy DP, dick sucking lips, dildo, dirty talk, doggy, pornography, POV, redhead, riding, sex on camera, sloppy blowjob, thong, throatpie

Word count: 4329.

You were trying to scout new girls for your adult entertainment agency, but you had been struggling as of late to find new talent. Things were dire, and the girls you had lately taken a look at weren't impressing you much; maybe the prospect of new talents was truly dire.

Until you saw a redhead Asian girl shaking her ass on stage and fell in love with her instantly.

"She's so good, I need to get her number," you said as you watched the tape of the redhead girl, knowing you needed to get her at all costs to film a scene for your studio. "Apparently her name is Ryujin," you said to a staff member. "I have to call her ASAP," you continued. It took a bit, but you finally managed to find a way to contact her.

"Do you want to film a scene with us?" you texted Ryujin. "Sure, but I think I'll need my label's authorization," she answered. "This has to be between us; I don't want anyone to decide for you," you told her.

Ryujin ended up accepting your offer to film the scene; she was initially thinking it was for some drama, but soon she would find out it was a different kind of scene.

As Ryujin entered the studio, she found you finishing a hardcore sex scene with a girl. At first, she felt embarrassed. But before she could say anything, you put your clothes back on and went in her direction.

"I don't know if I can do this. I thought it was going to be a regular scene, not pornography," Ryujin told you. "Relax," you said to her. "What if people close to me see it?" she asks. "Don't be afraid; you can use a stage name. How about 'Red Hot'?" Because that's what you look like with that hair," you said to her.

"Ok, that's a great name," Ryujin answered. "Go to the dressing room and take your favorite outfit from there; we can start as soon as you do," you answered her. "Alright," Ryujin replied, still trying to process what she had gotten into.

"Wow, oh my goodness," you said as Ryujin returned from the dressing room. She had truly chosen the skimpiest possible outfit: a G-string bra and thong along with high heels. "Looks like you are going to pull out an amazing performance today," you told her. "I always do; you can count on that," she said.

Ryujin started making sexy poses in the mirror and smiling as you looked at her beautiful, hot body. Soon, you got the camera rolling. "You like my outfit? I put it just for you," she said, licking the mirror. "It's incredible," you answered. She smiled again. It didn't take long for her to start talking dirty to you. "I've been thinking about your cock all day long; bet it's really hard for me," she said.

"I can't wait for that big cock to be deep in my pussy and my ass," Ryujin kept talking dirty to you. "How did you guess I was gonna fuck your ass?" you asked her as the camera zoomed into her body. "Well, I know most guys would love to," she said, shaking them in front of the camera just like she did in the concert.

"Your outfit is wonderful. Are you ready to be my naughty little kitty today?" You asked Ryujin, the camera zooming in on her boobs. "Of course, I've been so horny," she answered, pulling her bra to the side and letting you pour some slick lube on her cute tits for her to massage them.

"My nipples are so hard, I'm so excited and horny to bounce up and down on that cock," Ryujin said as she grabbed her boobs and played with her small outfit. "Such a nice pussy, I love it," you said as she teased you, playing with her thong that could barely contain it. "I'm so horny, I need that big fat cock, please, stroke it for me, show me how much you want it, get it hard for me," she said.

Ryujin turned around and slowly took her thong down, showing you her tight little holes. She bent over a little, massaging her pussy in front of you and putting a finger in her asshole. "Rub it in for me," you told her, pouring lube on her ass and making it shiny as she kept teasing you and shaking her ass just like she did at the concert. "Imagine that butt sliding down that big fat cock, up and down like this," she said, moving it to show it.

Ryujin truly loved to tease you, smiling from ear to ear as her body got you throbbing. You had filmed countless scenes with many naughty girls, but Ryujin truly had a unique charm. "Use me, use all of my holes," she begged, spanking her own ass. Soon, you took your turn, spanking her butt a bit. "I like that," she said, with a cute smile, before you set your sights on a different target and started rubbing your fingers around her asshole.

"Oh yeah, play with my tight ass. Oh, that feels good," Ryujin says as you start penetrating her butthole with your thumb. "You like that?" you asked her. "Oh, I love it," Ryujin said, letting you stick your thumb as deep as possible. "My ass is very tight," she said, and you could tell as it contracted as soon as you pulled out of it.

You feed your dirty thumb straight into Ryujin's mouth, her enjoying it a lot as she smiled at you, and you gave her a little choking too. She pulled her tongue out as you ran your hands over her body and pulled your pants down. "That cock is nice and hard and ready to fuck me," she said, touching it. "It's all yours today," you told her. "I can't wait to feel it inside me," she said.

Ryujin slowly stroked your cock using her very strong hands. "Look at that cock," she said, getting down on her knees and kissing the tip of it before going down the whole shaft. She teased you a bit with a few kisses and licks, paying special attention to your throbbing tip and making your pant sounds be loudly recorded.

"I love to kiss your cock," Ryujin said. "Can't forget about the balls," she continued, putting them in her mouth for the first time as she kept stroking your cock. You zoomed the camera into her pretty face and worked all over your sack. "That's incredible," you said as she spat on your cock and started finally taking it in her mouth.

Ryujin gave you a very slow-paced blowjob, but her dick-sucking lips were so incredible you were already on the edge. And she knows how to tease, rubbing the tip of your cock in her nipples a couple of times between her blowjobs. "Playing with those hard nipples," she said.

Ryujin sucked your cock like a champion, giving you a blowjob very few girls you had previously performed with had managed to. Her warm mouth, dirty talk, and strong strokes made for a lethal combination, putting you at the edge of your seat from the get-go. "That cock tastes so good," she said, taking it deeper and deeper in her throat. She was very sloppy, coating your shaft with her saliva and maneuvering every inch of it incredibly.

You tried to fuck her face, but Ryujin didn't relent, taking your cock with ease deep in her throat before retaking control of the blowjob. "I love blowing bubbles on that big cock, so big I need to use both my hands to stroke it," she said as she kept working them alongside her tongue to perfection.

You kept panting against the camera, Ryujin's blowjob making you use all your energy just to hold onto the cum that was begging to come out of your cock. She circled her smiling all over it, smiling as she didn't spare

It didn't take long for you to not resist Ryujin's incredible cock-sucking skills and blow your cum out prematurely, forcing you to cut the scene. "Damn, looks like you enjoyed me sucking your cock a lot," she said with the camera already off. "I definitely did," you said, getting on the floor for the next sequence.

"Get that cock hard and we can keep going," you told Ryujin, who promptly obliged as she didn't need much effort to put it back throbbing again, spitting all over your cock as you lay on the floor. "I can't wait to have it inside you," you said to her. Ryujin agreed, but first she needed to taste it a little bit more.

Ryujin dove between your legs, circling her tongue around your balls before moving down to lick your asshole. "Such a nasty girl," you said as the camera followed her face and Ryujin started to make sloppy sounds with her tongue deep in your rectum. She moved her face up and down as she worked her mouth all over your anus, spitting on your balls and licking them as you filmed that amazing point of view for the audience.

"So good," you told Ryujin, praising her incredible rimjob skills. Not every girl has the courage to get down and dirty, even among the best cock suckers, but Ryujin was taking her tongue inside your asshole with the same ease that she sucked your cock. She kept following the camera, looking at it very naturally.

"Are you ready for my tight pussy?" I want you to stretch all my holes today, my tight little pussy and my tight little ass," Ryujin said, looking right at the audience while stroking your cock. She was finally ready to climb on top of that cock as she prepared herself to ride it and got herself in position, but not before you gave her a few instructions.

"Rub it in your pussy," you told Ryujin, who promptly started teasing you, touching the tip of your cock against the entrance of her vagina. "I love that pussy grinding on my cock," you told her. She went a little further, rubbing your tip against her navel. "Can't wait to have it bulging under my belly," she said, also pressing your cock a little between her thighs before finally taking it down her pussy.

"Fuck, it's so big," Ryujin says as she starts having second thoughts, taking only the tip of you inside her pussy. You capture her priceless reaction to the size of your cock. "Oh, it's so big," she repeats, trying to get it deeper in her pussy, bouncing very slowly. "That cock feels so good inside me," she says.

"Do you enjoy watching it go up and down my pussy?" Ryujin asks as she slowly starts to get more comfortable with your cock. "I can feel it stretching me out," she says, your amazing girth filling her pussy to the fullest. She looks at the camera and starts making sensual expressions, grabbing her boobs as she moans riding your cock. "Ohhhh, ohhhh, you make my pussy so creamy," she moans.

Ryujin picks up the pace, you moving the camera to capture every inch of her body. "I love feeling that cock so deep inside me, oh yeah," she moans. You try to push upwards, but Ryujin quickly takes control, her sexy slow ride quickly bringing you to submission. You zoom the camera right into her crotch, capturing her riding your cock in a way the audience can feel fully immersed in the scene.

"Ohhhh, I love to feel every inch of that cock in my pussy," Ryujin says, riding your cock hard and deep just as you zoom around her pussy. She grinds and spins on your cock, riding it perfectly as she rubs her pussy for the audience. "Oh, fuck, oh yeah," she moans, quickly getting wet and dropping a huge load of squirt into the camera that makes her giggle.

Ryujin cleans the squirt from your shaft and your belly as she smiles. "It tastes so delicious," she says. "You're so naughty," you tell her as she sucks your cock and spits all over your cock. "Come here, baby, crawl for me like a kitty cat," you tell her, Ryujin obliging as you put your camera on a tripod and capture her crawling body, giving you a nice gift in the process.

"Ohhh, that's big, but I don't know if it's bigger than yours," Ryujin says as you give her a dildo for her to play with. She strokes and sucks it just like she did to your cock, your camera fully capturing her sexy moves while she plays with her pussy, making gag sounds all over the toy and deepthroating it. "You like sucking it?" you ask her. Ryujin smiles.

"OH MY GOD," Ryujin screams as you get behind her and shove your cock back inside her pussy. The camera captures her reaction perfectly. "OH FUCK," Ryujin screams as you pump her pussy hard as she performs a spit-roasting with the dildo, gagging hard on it as she gets pounded. "OH FUCK, OH YEAH," she moans, you pushing her body closer to the camera and grabbing her hair, relentlessly attacking her tight pussy.

"OH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD," Ryujin moans as you get fully in the frame, topping her with hard thrusts deep in her cunt. She gags all over the dildo. "OHHHHH," she screams as she pulls out of it, giggling and sucking it as you tell her about your next plans.

"I want to put this in your ass," you say to Ryujin, filming her hot body in full display. "Do you think it can fit?" she asks. "Of course, I know you can do everything I ask," you tell her.

Ryujin bends over on the couch, you adding some lube to the dildo as you watch her start shoving it down her butthole. "Oh, fuck," she moans as the dildo anally penetrates her. "Oh my God, that ass is so tight," she says, yet still manages to shove the whole toy in her anus, teasing you as you zoom into her backside to watch her play with it, Ryujin taking the whole 10 inches of the dildo up her butt.

Ryujin moans as the dildo continues to stretch her asshole. "I can feel that cock stretching my little tight ass; I know you want it too," she says. "OH MY GOD, IT'S SO BIG," she screams, but keep going, simulating an anal penetration in front of you to perfection. You capture her moaning face and her incredible ass, eventually not resisting the urge and shoving your cock back in her pussy.

"Oh yeah, fill both my holes," Ryujin says as your cock gets in and double stuffs her. She takes both the fake and real cock with ease, giving away that she's got some previous experience getting double penetrated. "OH FUCK, THAT FEELS SO GOOD," she says, your cock barely inside her as you keep thrusting, Ryujin matching your thrusts with the dildo in perfect sync.

Ryujin's tight pussy squeezes your cock even further now that she's got two massive toys in both her holes to play with it. She giggles as she pulls the dildo out of her asshole to taste it. "You want the real thing, don't you?" you ask her, not even giving her rectum a second to breathe as you already shut it back down with your massive cock.

"OH MY GOD, OH FUCK," Ryujin screams as you anally penetrate her for the first time, muffling her moans with the dildo. She shows she's not intimidated by your massive cock up her butt, moving her hips to meet your thrusts as your hand camera fully captures it for the audience. Moaning and gagging sounds come from Ryujin's mouth as your cock gets deeper in her ass, her shaking it nicely to take all of it while she gags all over the monster dildo, having fun with both her toys.

"OH YES, FUCK MY ASS, JUST LIKE THAT," Ryujin commands as you zoom briefly into her moaning face before giving the perfect view of your cock pounding her ass, immersing the audience almost as if they were the ones fucking her. "Do you enjoy fucking my ass?" Ryujin asks just as your camera zooms into her sexy face.

"Give me that big cock deep in my ass, use my hole, use my tight ass, oh fuck, use it to stroke that cock," Ryujin talks dirty as her tight butthole squeezes your cock to the fullest. "So nice," you tell her, Ryujin licking the dildo as you penetrate her butt.

"Ride my cock," you tell Ryujin, never pulling out as you get down on the couch. "Like this," you tell her as Ryujin starts squatting on your cock with her fit butt, you giving a full body angle to the audience of the incredible ride she's giving you, zooming into her ass just as she grabs her cheeks and spreads them for your cock.

"OH YES, YES, YES," Ryujin moans as she bounces on your cock like a pro, pushing you to the edge as the side of her cheeks hits your legs. Her flaming red hair waves beautifully, creating an effect that looks almost as if she's catching fire. You have to briefly pull out just not to cum, with how amazing she's performing. "Please, put it back in. I want you to use me like your sex toy," Ryujin says, begging like a baby girl to you.

"Put it back inside your ass, you earned it," you tell Ryujin as you recover your breath and hand your cock back to her. Ryujin promptly sits on it, you zooming your cameras as she shakes her ass on your cock sideways, giggling and moaning as she does so, you capturing her wide as close as possible while also taking a look at the reactions in her slutty face as she looks behind to watch herself getting impaled.

Ryujin goes all-in, riding your cock extremely well, taking it all the way deep with fast thrusts. "OH MY GOD IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD, I LOVE HAVING THAT BIG FAT COCK DEEP IN MY ASS," she says, you groaning again, her tight ass squeezing your cock more than ever.

Ryujin knows she's in the driver's seat, spanking her own ass as she squats hard on your cock. "OH, IT'S SO DEEP, MY ASS IS SO FUCKING TIGHT BOUNCING UP AND DOWN THAT BIG FAT COCK. OH FUCK, I LOVE RIDING THAT COCK," she screams as her bounces only get harder, the couch making noises as Ryujin makes you unload inside her ass. This time you don't cut it from the scene, just letting the audience enjoy the way she drained your balls.

"Looks like I'm winning it handily against you," Ryujin says off-camera as she watches you sit to take a little relief. It takes a bit for you to recover from her incredible anal ride, but as soon as you're ready, you pop your cock back in the screen for her to taste her ass. "Taste that dirty ass, baby, suck my cock," you tell her, Ryujin promptly bobbing her head, using no hands, just attacking your cock relentlessly with her dick-sucking lips as you try to fuck her face, but she's so strong she quickly prevails, spitting on your dick to sign her win.

"Lay on your back," you tell Ryujin as she spreads her legs on the couch and starts teasing you, bringing back the dildo into play as she shoves it in her pussy. You're still so numb from the last fuck session you drop the camera just as you were about to start filming her masturbating. "Oh, fuck, oh my God," she moans, her legs fully spread as you soon enter the scene, putting Ryujin in a feet position and pushing your cock back in her ass.

"OH FUCK YEAH," Ryujin screams as you thrust as hard as possible into her asshole. "OH YES, FUCK ME," she begs, pushing the dildo hard and deep into her pussy to match your intense penetration. She giggles and then shoves the dildo up her mouth just as you bring the camera and zoom into her body, giving the perfect view of her ass getting fucked with her pussy wide open, albeit not for long as Ryujin shoves the dildo back inside it.

"FUCK YES, YES, YES, YES, YES," Ryujin screams until she squirts all over the dildo, smiling to the camera as she tastes her juices from it. You stay focused, fucking her ass hard and immersing the audience just like a POV sex scene asks for, capturing all of Ryujin's sexy reactions as she fingers her pussy and facefucks herself with the dildo while you anally pound her. She puts a couple of fingers up her cunt, ready to squirt at any second.

"YESSSSSSS," Ryujin loudly screams as the juices of her pussy cover your cock after a massive squirting, some of it spilling into the camera lenses. "That felt so good," she says with that incredible smile that you already fell in love with. You adjust the camera, taking her into a slow round of ass-fucking, just admiring her beauty as you fuck her like your sex toy, just like she asked before, Ryujin sexy looking into your eyes and moaning beautifully.

"AHHHHH," Ryujin moans as you hit the depths of her asshole. You switch to her pussy. "Oh yes, fuck my pussy," Ryujin says as things get hotter and hotter, the red-hot girl making you want to go on forever. "USE MY PUSSY, YES," she begs. You choke her a bit and share some kisses, showing hot, passionate moments are possible even in the most hardcore scenes. "OH YEAH," Ryujin screams, her pussy getting wet as you fully top her, slowing down with your cock fully buried deep inside her pussy.

Ryujin starts losing her breath, the long pounding finally catching up to her. You sense her vulnerability and pick up the pace, kissing her as you thrust hard and fast inside her pussy, watching her get wetter and wetter. Her legs are so spread her high heels almost hit the camera, you grabbing it to capture her beautiful smile.

"Sit on my cock," you tell Ryujin, her obliging as you give a back view of her getting stuffed in her pussy. You grab her hot body and start pumping up her cunt. As soon as Ryujin gets your cock back inside her, the viewers enjoy her getting used by your massive cock with fast but very passionate thrusts. The only thing they can see is your legs and Ryujin's ass as you pump her hard and grab her butt. "OH MY GOD, OH YEAH, OH FUCK," she moans, losing her breath bit by bit as your hard pounding exhausts her, but despite that, she keeps giggling and smiling at all times.

You let Ryujin sensually grind on your cock, the viewers getting an incredible experience of her moving her pussy around your cock. Her puckered anus winks to them like a camera eye, Ryujin just letting herself get pounded nonstop as you attack her pussy like a madman, the only audible things on tape being her moans and the sound of your hips clapping against her cheeks.

"OH YES BABY, OH YES BABY, PLEASE FUCK ME," Ryujin begs as her pussy gets obliterated. She is tired now, her preparations for the comeback and all those performances at those university festivals that made you fall in love with her finally catching up to her. You stay with your cock inside her pussy, taking a little break to suck her cute tits and share some kisses.

"I want your cum," Ryujin says as she's ready to enter the final moments of the scene. You knew there was only one way to end this scene, as you put Ryujin's pretty face upside down on the couch and started fucking it balls deep, enjoying the saliva coming out of her face.

"Eat that ass," you tell Ryujin as you sit on her face to take a little break, her obliging and licking your asshole as you wipe it on her face and stroke your cock, Ryujin taking a slice of your balls to lick it as well. You quickly go back to pounding her throat, enjoying her coughing and gagging as your cock bulges under her throat while you grope her tits.

You switch the angle of the camera, attacking Ryujin's throat as hard as possible as you give the viewers a back view, Ryujin's throat getting stuffed like a pussy as saliva starts running down her mouth into her face, ruining it completely. You're now closer than ever and know only a few couple thrusts are needed for you to cum. "I want to fucking cum," you tell her, Ryujin gagging as a way to beg for it, her eyes rolling as her face is completely stuffed full of your cock now, loud wet noises coming out each time you hit deep in her throat, your cock all the way down it and even your balls now completely stuffed inside her mouth.

You unload inside Ryujin's throat, pulling out a bit to also shoot a couple of loads in her pretty face, the scene ending with her ruined face covered full of cum. "That was so good," she says just as you turn off the camera. "You're incredible, red-hot girl," you tell her. "Thank you," she says, smiling as you praise her performing skills.

As Ryujin gets ready to leave, you make another proposal to her.

"Come back tomorrow; I need to fill this pussy next," you tell her.

"Hell yeah, can't wait for you to cum multiple times in my pussy," she answers.

[emmabirb8]

So I just discovered that Taylor Swift is not actually southern?? Girl was raised in fucking Pennsylvania. Like, I knew her image was largely a facade that specifically caters to the audience she's built up for herself, but she truly is just a MASSIVE wannabe.

Now that is what I call cringe. Yikes, lmao.

[infiniteglitterfall]

this is my most autistic half-birthday ever!

I gave myself the day to pursue a special interest and fulfill an offer I'd made last year.

The Jewish Virtual Library has a page listing all the rocket and mortar attacks on Israel since 2001 (which was when they first started). But it's incomplete. Last fall, I noticed it stopped in August, so I wrote to them offering to help update it. They thanked me and gave me some places I could look.

Today, I finally did it. I ended up cross-referencing with the lists on Wikipedia, digging through multiple Twitter accounts and outside news sources and NGOs, and sending them an email with my updates... plus an html file where I'd updated the code on the page so they could just check it and upload it instead of typing in all the data themselves.

I am such a huge nerd.

There's definitely more research to do. But I think I found a strong stopping place that let me actually send what I found and post about it. Which is always the hardest part. As my drafts folder could tell you.

I have more than two thousand drafts on here.

Anyway, I'm going to put my findings under a cut tag. Before you read on, I want you to try to guess.

Because one of the things I've been told most often by people who wanna Argue About Palestine Without Having To Learn Anything About Palestine (Or Israel Or History Or Imperialism Or Fact-Checking Or ?????) is that the reason for October 7, the reason for literally anything in fact, is that "Israel bombs Palestine constantly."

I want to put together a list of Israeli airstrikes next. I would love to reblog this with that information. But first, I want you to guess:

Note that this DOES NOT include terrorist car rammings, mass shootings, mass stabbings, bus bombings, suicide bombings, etc. It therefore excludes almost the entire Second Intifada.

After correcting the most recent four years and sending in my corrections, I made a list of the totals using the most complete collection I could find for each year. (Sometimes it was Jewish Virtual Library, sometimes it was Wikipedia, and sometimes they matched.)

2024: 12,629 (an average of 35 per day)

2023: 12,295 (34 per day)

2022: 1,180 (only 3 per day)

2021: 4,425 (12 per day)

2020: about 203

2019: 798+

2018: 348+, 0.95 per day

2017: Only 47!!! Why, it's almost like living in Canada!! 0.1 per day.

2016: Wow, only 20. See, if you go through the years backwards, it looks like progress is being made.  Very exciting. Until I get to the Second Intifada, probably. 0.05 per day.

2015: 58.

2014: oh right, that war. 4,778. (Wikipedia's 2015 list claims " In August 2014, Operation Protective Edge was ended after 4,594 rockets and mortars launched toward Israel. From the end of the operation came into force an unofficial cease-fire between Israel and Hamas." but there were three more after that, and 181 before it, listed on wikipedia alone. so like. 4,778 actually, for 13 a day.)

2013: 70 total. Wikipedia notes this was the lowest number since 2001.

2012: 2,442, or 6.7 per day.

2011: 680, for 1.9 a day.

2010: 365, for exactly one a day.

2009: 858, or 2.4 per day.

2008: 3,107! that's 8.5 a day.

2007: 2,807: 7.7 a day.

2006: 1,275, or 3.5 a day.

2005: 858. An average of 2.4 per day.

2004: 1,158.

2003: 637.

2002: 472.]

2001: "These attacks commenced in April 2001, although the first rocket to hit an Israeli city was on 5 March 2002, and the first Israeli fatality was 28 June 2004." I count 173 mortar attacks in 2001, however. Which makes the first fatality a critically-injured baby in 2001. And as soon as I make 250+ more edits and have the power to edit Wikipedia articles on "controversial" topics, I'll make it say so.

Grand Total: 51,685.

An average of SIX PER DAY.

FOR 24 YEARS.

I've been saying four.

But there were actually thousands that weren't listed on the Virtual Library site yet. It really cranked up that average.

Now consider this: between 10%-30% misfire and either crash into the sea, or hit Gaza.

A surprising number of Gazan casualties in every "conflict" have been from Hamas & Co's own missiles.

And they know this. And not only do they not care, but they keep using everything from mosques to humanitarian zones as rocket launch sites.

And why shouldn't they? You have to really dig to find information on how many Gazans die that way. Almost everyone just attributes the deaths to Israel. Hamas is never going to get any actual flak for accidentally killing its own civilians. It barely gets any flak for intentionally killing Israeli civilians, for pete's sake.

[runningfrom2am]

Hi, how’s your day been going? Hoping it was amazing. I just saw your post about needing inspo for Coriolanus fics! I’m not sure if you are taking requests but if you are Could you maybe do a touch-starved Coryo fic? Something fluffy/angsty where Coryo can finally fulfill those needs and be himself and vulnerable with the reader. Thanks!

as long as you need me - c.s

pairing: coryo x fem!reader

wc: 1.7k

tags/warnings: fluff, hurt/comfort, he just needs you and you just want to help.

requests (currently closed- feel free to send whatever but it will be a while before I get to them!)

nav / coriolanus snow masterlist

a/n: ahhh thank you for sending this in! it was so fun to write like stopppp i just want to give him a hug omg. also thought i'd post this to hold y'all off until i post the next part of LTPF. anyway, enjoy!

You had a very stable grasp of the limits of your relationship. What was appropriate, and what was not. You were quite shy, and Coryo always carried himself with a high level of decorum. You would eat together at lunch, and he would walk you home most days. The weekends, your study dates, were always your favourite. He was significantly more relaxed, but you could still tell he was just a little tightly wound. By now, you've just learned that's who he is. Not overly affectionate, but he cares for you and you care for him. 

"I can't stay late today, I'm sorry." You said, genuinely feeling bad for having to turn down the request. In your junior year, you started tutoring for younger grades at the academy and it is something you thoroughly enjoyed.

"I have a test tomorrow! Why can't you stay? Just for a few minutes- I just have a couple of questions." The first year, Aelia whined.

"My boyfriend is supposed to walk me home and he has a tight schedule, but I'll tell you what, I can meet you in the library in the morning before class. That way it will still be fresh in your mind, yeah?" You grinned, and she seemed satisfied as you agreed on a time, not knowing that a few of the girls in your grade were listening in.

"Y/N," Clemensia decided to approach you as Aelia walked off, Arachne and Livia following close behind. "Did I catch you telling someone that you have a boyfriend? Did I hear that right?"

"Oh, well, yes." You answered sheepishly, gathering your things to put in your bag before your next class.

"Really?" Livia chimed in, and you just nodded. "Okay, well, spill. Who is it? Do I know him?"

"Um..." You looked around, deciding what to say. You weren't necessarily keeping it a secret, but you just hadn't felt the need to tell anyone you went to school with. "It's Coriolanus. Snow." You cleared your throat, unsure why you even added his last name. It's not like the name Coriolanus was abundantly common.

"Shut up." Clemensia laughed slightly, eyes widening at you. "You're joking, right?"

"No... We've been together for almost seven months now."

"I just... wow. We had no idea. Seven months! I feel like I've never seen the two of you get closer than two feet apart." You weren't sure whether to interpret this response as teasing or genuine shock- so you just gave them an awkward smile and a small nod before walking away.

At the time, you had never considered how your lack of affection in public could be confusing to people- not that it mattered. Rumors had spread quickly after that, which was to be expected when Livia and Arachne were involved. However, PDA just wasn't your thing. General displays of affection weren't really your thing, either. Both of you always had a lot going on, and having been together for almost a year by now, you knew that you loved him and he loved you. You didn't have to prove it to each other or to anyone, there was no pressure for anything to change. On your end, anyway.

Coryo, on the other hand, was feeling something shift. Leading up to the reaping and more importantly, to the prize. You both were in the running, being in the top twenty-four of your class, and you had no doubt that Coryo was a shoo-in, but you didn't know how extremely anxious it was making him. The now constant thrumming of his heartbeat in his chest and his shaky hands were always less around you, and he can only dream of how much better it would be if he could just hold you.

These days, he'd wake up expecting you in his arms due to a particularly calming dream only to be disappointed. He respected you a great amount and wouldn't want to push your boundaries, however unspoken. Still, he wasn't sure how much longer he could go about his day-to-day without testing his theory that holding you could cure his fears, or at least let him forget about them for only a moment. He would happily take just a second of peace.

Coriolanus usually greeted you outside of your unshared classes, seeing that you tended to stay a few minutes late to ask questions or polish off your notes. He couldn't wait to see you, he needed to.

"Coryo." You smile, walking out of your lecture hall to see him waiting.

"Hi, Love. How was class?" Your boyfriend greets you, joining you on your walk towards the exit of the school.

"It was good. Though, I find the topic of the rebellion kind of redundant at this point." You say, books tucked against your chest under folded arms. "Is it not too soon to discuss it in a history class? I mean, I literally remember what it was like to live in a bomb shelter."

Your joke seemingly lands on deaf ears as he just hums, placing a hand on your lower back to guide you out of the building. This wasn't totally unusual, but with the way he was pushing you, albeit gently, was telling you that something was wrong.

"Is everything okay?" You ask him, looking up at the boy next to you as you reach the bottom of the academy's front steps.

"Fine." Coryo nods, attempting a reassuring smile that he isn't aware falls short.

"Okay, well... If you want to talk about anything, I'm here for you, you know. Always."

"I know. Thank you, Love." He drops his hand from your back to hold your free one, turning in the direction of your apartment.

The next afternoon, you're in the same class, one of the rare ones you don't share with Coryo, taking down notes from the lecture when there's a knock on the door, followed by it creaking open. You pay no mind, taking the opportunity to catch up on everything written on the board.

"May I borrow Y/N, please?" Your boyfriend's voice is scratchy and shakey in a way unfamiliar sounding to you, making your head snap up. You'd never seen him cry before. "Only for a moment."

Your teacher dismisses you, likely on account of your and Coriolanus's mutually spotless records and his red-rimmed eyes. Clearly, you were needed urgently. You leave your bag and your books, ignoring the whistles and heckling of some of your classmates as you rush to the door.

Coryo had reached his breaking point. He was writing his third paper of the week, unable to focus on that and get his mind off of how unlikely it was he would get the prize if the Dean had any say. Sitting in the library, the world had started turning around him. People were talking, laughing, even, and he couldn't take it anymore. The floodgates opened and he had rushed out of the room. He couldn't go home, his attendance would be affected and he'd be throwing away the prize most definitely. He had nowhere to go, except for to you.

You close the door behind yourself, thankful that the hallway is completely deserted during class time. "Hey, what's going on?" You ask, and before you can get a good look at him he's pulling you into a crushing hug, shaking around you.

You're shocked for a moment, pulling yourself out of your head to hug him back. Whatever is bothering him must be bad. He'd hugged you before, but never like this. "Hey, it's okay..." You whisper, rubbing his back. "Let's go outside for a second, yeah? Get some air?" You offer, gently prying yourself from his grasp to look at him.

Coryo can't speak, overtaken completely by the tears flowing down his cheeks and the anxiety flooding every inch of his body. He feels like he could be sick, all he knew that he needed was you. He just nods, trying to regain his composure, if only for the couple of minutes it takes to get outside.

"Okay. Let's go." You smile, trying not to show how worried you are as you wrap an arm around his back, still holding him close to you as if he has a broken ankle and you have to carry him. So far, his theory was proving to be correct. Just having you at his side was calming to him, and mentally he's cursing himself for not voicing his fears to you before they broke him.

As soon as the door of the rarely used back exit to the school is closed, he's essentially collapsing onto the ground, tucking his knees up to his chest and crying into his hands. You're quick to join him, draping an arm over his back and trying to grab one of his hands to hold. Your brow is knit with worry, rubbing his shoulder as he allows you to take one of his shaking hands. "Coryo..." You say softly, trying to get him to look at you but he won't. "What's happening? Talk to me, you can trust me. I just want to help."

He sniffles, looking up at you. "What is it?" You ask again, hoping to prompt any kind of information out of him. When he doesn't answer, you curve your approach to yes or no questions, hopefully, to make it easier on him. "Is someone hurt? Is it Grandma'am? Did something happen?"

He shakes his head slightly with every question, once again avoiding your eyes as he looks down at the ground, occasionally trying to cough out the knot in his throat.

"...Do you want to talk? Or do you just need a hug?" You realize, leaning in so he would look at you again.

He pulls you closer, wrapping both his arms around you awkwardly due to the way you are both sitting. "Just need you here." He mumbles, hardly audible as he buries his face in your shoulder and neck.

Relieved to hear his voice again, you place a hand on his hair and on his back, holding him tight. "I'm here, Coryo. As long as you need me."

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[rainchyna]

⌗ ˚ ͙◌˖ ࣪ . ִֶָ𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝐇𝐇𝐇 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟗𝟎𝘀˖ ࣪ .ִֶָ

(f!reader, fluff, language, mentions of drug and alcohol use, smuttish, i've lost my touch i fear)

⏾ you didn't really care for hunter when he first joined the wwf. you didn’t exactly know who he was, you just saw him around backstage. he wasn’t exactly memorable to you, he had the basic wrestler look. 6’3, blond, muscular. not much to think about.

⏾ hunter, on the other hand, had his eyes on the prize way before signing with wwf. you had been established in the company as women’s champion at the time, the company heavily relied on you as their top female draw. you were great, the fans loved you, and your merch sold.

⏾ after he was signed, he’d just admire you from afar, you were so effortlessly cool. you've always been his wrestling crush. you were beyond talented, bombshell of a beauty, so, so sweet, and well liked by everyone. of course everyone liked you, look at you. the things he would’ve done to even be near you.

⏾ hunter began hanging out with shawn (who had essentially recruited him for the kliq) almost immediately. you and shawn were really good friends at the time, as vince had put the tag team belts on you and shawn as a joke. shawn could immediately tell that hunter had a thing for you, the way he could barely pull a proper "hello" when you're around immediately gave it away. hunter's eyes would be glued to your face, and up and down your body, he'd immediately smile and look away, slightly blushing when you'd even glance at him.

"dude, what's all that about?"

"don't. don't even, I just-.. she's.. wow."

"do you want me to introduce you-"

"yes, please."

⏾ you were somehow, magically, (backstage politically, shawn michaels sends his regards) dragged into a romance angle with hunter. he was the new signing, and the company wanted to give him a little push. so, now you two were forced to be around each other a lot. you dropped the tag belts soon there after, but kept the women's championship.

⏾ he had kept his french aristocrat gimmick from wcw, but instead of Jean Paul Levesque, he was now Hunter Hearst Helmsley. you were his ‘wife’, y/n y/l/n-helmsley, you escorted him into the ring, interfered in his matches, and cut promos with him. you spent a lot of time on and off the road with him, it's not like either of you had a choice.

⏾ you two slowly became friends, though the dynamic was a bit weird at first since he seemed to be a big fan of you. he kept up some of his 'aristocratic' behaviours, he was trying so hard to win you over. he'd hold doors open for you, always keep as seat open for you, push chairs in and out for you, carry your stuff whether it's a bag or a championship belt.

⏾ and warm up to him, you did. you thought he was really sweet, even though he'd give you 'funny eyes' when you worked out together. hunter was always complimenting you, your matches, your gear, your looks, anything. if he could find a way into your heart, he sure was going to sweet-talk his way there.

"your match was so good earlier, I watched the whole thing."

"yeah, I know. I saw you at the commentary table, burning holes into my body."

"how could I not? you're so talented, and you looked so damn gorgeous."

⏾ a friendship was beginning to blossom between you two, he was actually genuinely so lovely. it was nice for once to not be the only one sober when the rest of the kliq were either drunk or stoned off their mind. you two became the friend groups 'parents', and were often left alone when shawn, kev, scott and sean were passed out.

⏾ you could talk to him for hours about the most random things ever, whether it was wrestling, music, life, ways to get the idiots on the floor to sober up, it was just so easy to talk to him. you two had a whole lotta chemistry in real life, and it translated into the ring.

⏾ having you almost as a 'mentor' to his french gentleman character was constantly messing with his brain. it was like the really hot, popular girl tutoring the new guy in class.

⏾ you were trying to hard to teach him how to cut a babyface promo, but he just couldn't do it the way you wanted him to. he was just a natural heel. you ended up convincing vince to turn you both heel, as it would've been better for him. but, as you turned heel, vince wanted you two to turn up the sexual element of your on screen relationship.

⏾ you were now all over each other at all times, you were wearing shorter dresses, unbuttoning his white shirt before matches for him, he was constantly groping you and kissing your neck, just touchy.

⏾ you two immediately became significantly closer. the tension from your fake relationship spilling into your friendship. it was obvious, something was happening here.

⏾ you two were now hanging out without shawn, or the chaos of the kliq, just one on one. you work out together in hotel gyms, go on coffee runs because the coffee in the arena sucks, eat together in catering way before or after lunch breaks so you can be with each other in peace. sometimes, you'd just sit together just to be in each other's presence.

⏾ you and hunter were entering the mutual crush phase, and it was so beyond obvious to everyone around you.

⏾ shawn was your biggest fan, no one wanted you two to get together more than he did. he was always teasing you two, making loud kissing noises when you and hunter were doing literally anything, 'your girlfriend' to hunter's face when you were right there. shawn would even purposefully create situations where you and hunter had to be basically breathing each other's air. whether it's him taking up more space in cars so you'd be forced to sit on hunter's lap, or talking one of the boys who didn’t need much convincing into locking you two in a a tiny closet.

⏾ then degeneration-x formed, you two couldn't escape each other now.

⏾ shawn lobbied hard for you and hunter to be in the faction, and it was immediate perfection. it became a public secret that you and hunter had something going on, everyone backstage was so aware of it, and the fans began seeing it during shows. it was obvious it wasn't just the 'y/n and hunter are married' thing, even commentary would make jokes about it.

⏾ it went from casual friends, to close friends, to no one really knows what's going in with you two. now became stolen glances, hidden touches, whispered words, longing looks, painful yearning. hunter was always hugging you, his arms were always around your shoulders or you waist, hand glued to your hip, heart eyes.

⏾ you two were almost always cuddled up, hunter didn't care if people talked, he was obsessed with you. he wanted to always be near you, to be the one who made you laugh, to be the one who made you feel safe and love. he would even kiss your head and cheeks, he didn't care who saw. the relentless teasing was worth it, all the jokes and the stares. it was all worth those couple minutes of intimacy.

⏾ but he wanted more, both of you did.

⏾ it all boiled up to a moment when are four of you were on the road. shawn had stopped the car, and him and chyna went into a convenient store to buy some snacks and drinks. you and hunter were sitting in the back seat when he turned to you, and asked;

"why aren't i your boyfriend?"

"you haven't asked me-"

"can you please be my girlfriend? like please?"

"yeah, i would love that."

⏾ by the time shawn and chyna came back, you two were busy making out, not paying attention to anything but each other. shawn loudly knocked on the window, "happy for you, idiots, but not in my car." he said, chyna laughing in the background.

⏾ hunter is so obsessed with you.

⏾ hunter is also such a jealous boyfriend. it took him so long to finally have you all to himself, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let you get away from him. he fucking hated the way some wrestlers backstage looked at you, sometimes even the fans at ringside pissed him off. you were his, and his alone.

⏾ he would possessively show you off. if someone in particular was annoying him, he'd pull you as close as possible to him, sometimes on his lap if he could. he'd hold and kiss you while holding eye contact with that person. he didn't give a fuck, you were his.

⏾ he'd also refuse to let you out of his sight. if you had a match, or a promo, he's there watching, the furthest he could be was gorilla. if you had to change, he was in your locker room. he was always there, but he had limits, of course. if you wanted to be left alone, he respected your boundaries.

⏾ he was so protective of you, so, so protective. he hates seeing you upset, or bothered. he would do anything to make his girl happy. he didn't care if he had to spend his entire cheque spoiling you, hunter would go to hell back to see you smile.

"is that a diamond fucking ring?"

"anything for my baby."

⏾ loves, loves, loves when you ask him to give you head. that man is a munch, i don't care what anyone thinks. especially as he gets older, baby, that alone gets him off.

⏾ absolutely adores seeing you in his clothes, specifically in his leather jackets.

⏾ super touchy. whether it's a hand around your waist, around your shoulders, finger hooked on a belt loop on your pants. hunter always needs contact, especially when emotions are high. you're the only person who he could feel genuinely and wholly vulnerable with.

⏾ huge on cheek and forehead kisses

⏾ genuinely, has a sexual thing for you sitting his lap. has something to do with him being so much bigger than you.

⏾ massive daddy kink, even worse sir kink.

⏾ also has thing for seeing you in his merch, or anything with his name on it.

⏾ literally gets so annoyed and straight up upset when you have to do anything. he wants you to just sit back and relax, he wants to take care of you all the time. hates seeing you up on your feet doing something he could do for you. he gets borderline embarrassed.

“where are you going?”

“to get.. water..?”

“water? mhm, what else do you want?”

“uhm.. a sandwich…?”

“seat your ass the fuck down, then.”

⏾ you’re so beyond spoiled in this relationship. want a sandwich? he’ll start with making his own bread from scratch. need a change of clothes? here’s his comfiest hoodie, while he does your laundry. want to paint your nails? gel, or regular polish? you want a diamond ring? do you want that lab grown or naturally mined?

⏾ when he began growing his beard, he became absolutely in love with you trimming and cleaning it up for him. he closeness, having you on his lap, the bathroom smells like aftershave and your perfume, your clothes are slightly damp and he can’t get that silly smile of his face for you to actually work.

⏾ you’re his bestest friend :(

⏾ constantly reminds you that he loves you, mostly because he’s loves hearing you telling him you love him back.

⏾ gets the most raging boners when you tug on his hair. like, this man is borderline whimpering when your fingers barely graze his scalp.

⏾ the second you’re on your knees for him, he loses his mind. it’s like he can’t breathe anymore.

⏾ LIVES between your thighs. his eyes barely open, licking and sucking, he’s humping the bed beneath him. it’s gets him off so much. (i’m obsessed w this can u tell)

⏾ sit on his face, smother him. his nose takes care of your clit. (iykyk)

⏾ “angel” and “baby” are his favourite nicknames for you.

⏾ one of his favourite things to do was to rub the fact that you’re his in the faces of your fanboys. he lived for it, it gave him an excuse to be all over you on national television. the explicitness of dx also added to him being just inappropriate on live television.

“see this? see all of this? *actively groping you*, i get to have this gorgeous, sexy woman all to myself *more groping ofc*. and you pathetic scums can’t have her, you can just watch. *groping intensifies*”

“suck it? i mean, as long as it’s this pretty little thing”

⏾ (stupidly) flirts with you like his life depends on it

“ya come here often?”

“??? we both work here.”

⏾ 5939/10, need him. need him bad

[uriekukistan]

Hi! Just finished the second season of jujutsu kaisen and I'm ruined. But i wanted to read some good fic about my babies. So i was wondering if you have some itafushi fic recommendations?? Angst, fluff, whatever, just something you think more people should read or just something you like :)

hihi!! i apologize in advance...i am a bit picky with the fics i read and i didn't want to rec anything w manga spoilers ghfdkgjd also i have strong preference for angst & heavier subjects, so i hope that is okay too

this is also in many ways a secret way for me to plug my lovely friends/mutuals. they are all so so talented and deserve all the love.

multi-chapters

and i've been tryin' not to feel it by hijinks_n_lowjinks | college au, slow burn | 105.8k :

by a very dear friend of mine and also one of the first itfs fics i read. probably one of the fics that inspired me to start writing my first itfs fic. jinx does an excellent job of conveying megumi's daddy issues and working them into itfs's relationship. i love the slow burn and i lovee the mutual pining.

Gasoline by hijinks_n_lowjinks | vampire/post-apocalypse au, blood/gore | 33.3k (ongoing) :

this is my favorite actively updating fic rn!! i've been told that it has similar vibes to the last of us which i have not watched/played but !! also has so brilliant imagery. due to the nature of the subject, the imagery is a bit graphic, but if you're at all into horror, definitely worth the investment.

Like the Moon Haunts the Sun by constellationqueen | atla au, slow burn | 56.9k (ongoing) :

another dear friend of mine!!! sam is extraordinarily talented, and they have put so much love and time into developing this fic, from adapting the world, to plotting, to relationships. and it really shows. an absolute masterpiece that really sucks you into the story.

Slaughterhouse by lyrebirdswrites | vampire au, read tags !! | 33.1k (ongoing) :

by a very talented mutual of mine! you may be thinking: "wow, another vampire au?" yes. this is a work of art. this fic really sticks with you, it's so beautiful and memorable. the way that the trust and intimacy between itfs is built despite their dynamic is so masterful, this fic is truly a feast.

you give me so many butterflies by sanguinerose | and they were roommates! | 48.7k :

another very talented mutual! this is a big comfort fic for me. if you're looking for something a bit softer, this is definitely the one for me. the relationships are so well-built, both between megumi and yuuji, but also megumi and stsg. the escalation of intimacy in this fic is so well-paced too.

one-shots

Between Waves by megsologist | no curse au, smoking | 2.5k :

i am obsessed w cig addict megumi and i don't even know why. but this does it so well, like the cigs themselves are a good representation of the closeness between itfs, and the imagery is beautiful too. also on the softer side, not as heavy as some of my other recs.

don't have to wait on me by alkhale | canonverse, pining | 8.1k :

this is part of the itfs required reading i feel, and for a good reason too. their personalities are so well-translated from canon. i love the gojo-megumi relationship in addition to the itfs dynamic. the pining here is just too good.

futile devices by jellyjully | post-canon but written in like 2021 so no spoilers | 25.3k :

the most recent addition to my collection. this Should be part of the itfs required reading list but for some reason it's not. i'm a sucker for overcoming distance and building intimacy in fics, so if that's up your alley, definitely give this a read. basically yuuji is expelled from japan post-shibuya, and he and megumi reconnect after years...beautiful fic.

here and where you are by cityboys | post-canon but also written in like 2021 so no spoilers | 17.3k :

my first itfs fic...my fav itfs fic...i feel the need to issue the warning that i read this to force myself to cry. i shan't say much because i don't want to take away the shock and pain :)

let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater by sanguinerose | hurt/comfort | 2.3k :

a beautiful hurt/comfort fic by my lovely mutual. very soft and tender. i love fics that build a ton of emotional intimacy with little physical contact, and this fic does a beautiful job of that.

honestly, anything from hijinks_n_lowjinks, constellationqueen, sanguinerose, lyrebirdswrites, asleeplessmalice, iceedrpepper, or lostlanguages will be well worth your time!

[vodika-vibes]

For Pride can we have something involving Sister?

Perfect Love

Summary: You spend a lazy evening with the love of your life.

Pairing: Clone Trooper Sister x F!Reader

Word Count: 1352

Warnings: None

A/N: So I've never written Sister before, so I hope I didn't butcher her too badly. I hope you all like my story! Also, I wasn't sure how to tag this, since I'm not sure if Sister is a legends character or not.

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You never thought that you were the dating type.

Honestly, you just weren’t interested in it. Even when you were younger, the idea of dating strangers make you deeply uncomfortable. So, instead, you focused on building strong friendships.

At the time, you thought that it would be easier to develop romantic feelings towards someone you’re already close with.

It makes sense, right?

Only, the closer you got to your friends, m the more problematic they seemed to you. People who were great friends, but would be terrible romantic partners.

And so, you gave up. You focused on keeping your friends, though you did put some distance between yourself and the ones that are the most problematic, and you focused on your family and on building your career.

And then you met her.

Sister.

Meeting her was an accident. You happened to be in the right place at the right time, and while you’ve never believed in love at first sight, you were definitely attracted at first sight.

You didn’t even know that she was a clone until later. Never mind that she had been surrounded by her brothers, and that she had been wearing clone armor. You just didn’t see them. You didn’t see anything other than her.

You didn’t have the nerve to talk to her that day.

Or the one after.

In fact, every day, for a month, you returned to the market in the hopes that maybe, today would be the day that you worked up the nerve to introduce yourself.

In the end, Sister approached you with a warm smile and an offer to join her, and her brothers, for lunch. Of course, she thought that you had been eyeing one of her brothers, not her, so she got adorably embarrassed when she realized that you were vying for her attention, rather than the attention of her more charming brothers.

You asked her out on a date that same day. Tripping and stumbling over your words, your face burning and your hands fumbling with the sleeves of your shirt, you were sure that Sister was going to say no.

But she said yes.

The rest, as they say, is history. The dates and the late night calls that lasted so long that they became early morning calls, and the sleepovers where you cuddled up next to her and let her vent about the war, they were all just moments in the relationship that led you to the same important realization.

You love her.

Suddenly all of the songs you hear on the radio and all of the poems you read in school started to make sense.

And, at the time, you realized that you couldn’t imagine your life without her in it. So, on your first anniversary, you gifted her a key to your apartment, a pair of pajamas that match your favorite set, and a toothbrush sitting in the cup next to your bathroom sink.

That had been a year ago, and you’re happy to say that your relationship with Sister is stronger than ever.

With the war over, Sister is free to come and go as she likes. She has a good job, working at the senate under Senator Mon Mothma, and she’s home by dinner every night.

Every night is perfect.

You get to hold her hands and kiss her lips, Sister gets to wow you with her cooking prowess, and you get to see her smile at you.

And, little gods above, you never thought that this life was for you, but you’re so happy and so in love that the idea of going back to who you were before you met Sister seems like a death sentence.

You want forever with her.

So there’s a simple ring in your bedside table and you’re slowly working on a plan on how you’re going to ask her to be your wife, and you’ve been polling her brothers to see if they have any ideas, while also swearing them to secrecy.

But that’s an event for later you.

Because right here and right now, you just want to exist in the same place as sister. Because there’s no where else you’d rather be.

And so, you watch Sister from where you're perched on the edge of the bed. You're both dressed in your matching pajamas, and Sister looks absolutely perfect. But that’s not really what you’re paying attention to.

Well, it's not all you're paying attention to. Since you’re kind of pathetic when it comes to Sister and you can’t not notice how perfect she is. But there’s something more important you’re watching.

You're completely entranced at the way her nimble fingers are weaving her curls into braids. Two long braids that start at the top of her head and fall down her back.

You've never had braided hair, not even when you were a little girl. Your mother intentionally kept your hair short so she didn't have to style it outside of brushing it. And so you’re incapable of anything more complicated than a messy tail or knot.

But your hair is long now.

Well. Long ish.

"Hey, sweets?"

Sister pauses and looks at you in the mirror, "Something wrong?" Her dark eyes scanning your face worriedly.

You play with the ends of your hair, wishing, once again, that you had been born with pretty curls like she had been, "When you finish with your hair...will you braid mine?"

Sister looks surprised for a moment, but then a stunning smile crosses her lips. But she doesn’t verbally answer you. Instead, you watch as she speeds through the final part of her braid, and ties the end off, before she grabs a handful of stuff off the counter and hurries to your side.

As if she’s worried that you’ll change your mind.

“I’ve always wanted to play with your hair,” She admits as she sits behind you and positions you so you’re sitting in front of you properly, “But you always seemed content with your knots and your tails, so I didn’t say anything.”

“You could have asked,” You point out, as you look at her over your shoulder.

Sister shoots you a look, and gently turns your head so you’re facing ahead again, “I could have, yes. But I didn’t want you to think that I wanted to change your hair.”

“I wouldn’t have thought that.” You tense slightly when you feel the brush in your hair, and Sister presses a light kiss to your shoulder, to try and get you to relax.

“You’re very sensitive about your hair, my love.” Sister starts to run the brush through your hair, and your surprised when it doesn’t hurt. It always hurt when your mom brushed your hair. “It’s a shame your mother didn’t teach you to love your hair. It’s so pretty.”

“You think so?”

“Mm, it’s so soft, all of the time. It feels like silk.” Sister runs her fingers through your hair, and you shiver as your feel her fingers on the back of your neck, “It still isn’t very long, so a lot of the more intricate styles are still out. But simple braids are doable.”

You feel Sister pause, and then she drops the remote control on your lap, “What’s this?” You ask.

“Can you put on the cooking channel? I want to learn something new to spoil you.”

You laugh softly, but do as she asks, “You spoil me, sweets.”

“You deserve to be spoiled.” She lifts your hair and presses a light kiss to the back of your neck, “I love you.”

A broad smile crosses your face, “I love you too.”

Later that night, you’ll throw all caution to the wind and ask Sister to marry you. And she’ll laugh and grab a nearly identical ring from her side of the bed and say that she’ll say yes if you do.

But that’s later. For now, it’s just you and her, and the old Twi’lek on the holo teaching the both of you how to make a souffle.

And, in your little section of the galaxy, all is well.

@heidnspeak

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[very-straight-blog]

For the Remmick thing, it's just one of those moments where white people focus all their attention on the white guy and it's tiring to see in the tags all the time especially for a movie that is a heavy emphasis on poc. Even with you going to see the movie for the white man alone is proving the point. PoC are just not relatable to the point we have to see Klan daughter x Remmick fics. And I know your gut wants to scream at us, "just make your own spaces then" and what happens is we so then you guys harrass us for it because how dare we not focus on white people this is discrimination or whatever. And the cycle continues in every fandom ever. So you can either interact with more fans of color and try to understand where we are coming from or drive us out. It dont matter, this website shit anyways

First of all I haven't seen this "Klan daughter x Remmick" thing (this shit sounds crazy), but I've read a lot of fics with him - and those are just ordinary fics with an ordinary Y/N person. And there's an absolute majority of such content. So what's wrong? Loving a character isn't problematic. Unfortunately, you can't control people's tastes, and - wow - the most popular characters are usually villains. It's not that Remmick is white, but that he literally embodies the most popular media trope. It can be a problem if people are dismissive of the rest of the characters (people of color in our case) - but if not (and I haven't seen anything like that, most of the time people just love Remmick and stay quiet about the others), I'm sorry, you'll have to put up with it.

[eidolonetchings]

I've never liveblogged anything but for @goldfishinaplasticbag 's amusement, while reading the new chapter of 1-800-Gotham, I stopped every couple lines to write down my thoughts. Anyway here you go. There's probably so many typos in this but I was focused on the story so shh. Also I'm definitely dramatic about some things here but to be clear I completely loved the entire chapter

SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 16

“What’s wrong? We’ll get that civilian out as soon as we can, but Nightwing, you can’t go back in,” Bruce urges, voice low and worried and unaware.” : OH G-D HE DOESN'T KNOW I THOUGHT IT WAS OBVIOUS BUT OH CLOSE IT'S NOT NIGHTWING NEVER CALLED HIM JAX AND NOBODY BUT NIGHTWING WAS PAYING ATTENTION TO TIM AUGH

AUGH AND HE'S TOO OVERWHELMED TO COMMUNICATE THAT THAT'S JAX AUGH FUCK

Fuck he isn't scared of dying but he absolutely dreads his family dying… augh

Oh your siblings would be so pissed if they knew you wanted to die before them

Oh he's so out of it he's forgetting they didn't know him as Tim- OH HI JASON

OH SHIT DID HE ACTIVATE THE TRACKER? WHILE BEING CRUSHED BY THE FUCKING CHANDELIER? NO WAIT HE WENT UNCONSCIOUS IMMEDIATELY HE PROBABLY JUST GOT LUCKY AND FELL ON IT

I know you guys are losing it right now but someone communicate to Bruce and Damian that it's Jax? Please?

Oh shit the beacon did activate it's not just that Jason knew the Drake last name and that he planned to be at the gala

Did he promise not to do anything stupid? I think he just promised not to die. Which, granted, he is definitely fucking up right now-

Welp there's the blaming himself, I knew it was coming but like. Fuck

Oh wow I didn't consider that this would remind Jason of being exploded or buried alive. How thoughtful of you to consider that /(is there a tone tag that is both negative and affectionate)

Oh wow Jason and Tim parallels alongside the promised Jason and Bruce parallels huh. You shouldn't have

IS BRUCE GONNA RECOGNIZE HIM ONCE THE FACE IS VISIBLE? BECAUSE COMMUNICATION HAS NOT BEEN HAPPENING HERE

You and Nightwing are gonna get infections or tetanus or whatever cutting your hands on glass and metal and stuff with Tim's blood on it

Uh oh there goes somebody's FUCKING SPLEEN

OH THANK FUCK. I guess losing most of your goddamn blood would make your pulse pretty fucking hard to find huh

You are not actually supposed to move injured people before treating them but also suspension of disbelief and also it makes sense that they'd prioritize getting him the fuck out of here and to help. Like I don't think the building is going to keep collapsing but this probably still qualifies as the scene being unsafe. Also secret identities probably. Sorry I'm really not trying to be nitpicky but I just finished a semester long course on responding to emergencies and first aid

Oh boy I got distracted by that tangent and it left me unprepared for the angst of ‘it feels like holding a corpse’ oh and also Jason is having feelings about his own death lovely

It's an angsty scene but the mention of how Tim would've been the best robin came across as funny because. Y'know reference to canon. He sure would be

Oh Dick did NOT hear Jason say there was a pulse huh. My bad for assuming even the bare minimum communication would be successful when there could be bonus angst instead (does this come across as aggressive or critical because it's not meant to Im enjoying reading this)

Dick: of course Bruce knows what's going on

Me, remembering what the rest of this fic is like: are you sure about that

But also that seems reasonable bc he knows that this person is important to Jason and Dick, Jason mentioned identities, and he's pale with black hair

But also Batman does not know everything even a little

G-d I know there isn't anything you can do but get him advanced medical care asap but PUT SOME PRESSURE ON THOSE FUCKING WOUNDS! I mean not the impaled area but given the state of Tim I'm sure you've got options

Oh boy waiting time! Lots of room for angst! How long will it take then to fail to contact Angel! Or well actually I guess they've been doing that all morning

Oh the mention of the tapping that Tim noted in the last chapter… attention to detail!!

Oh Dick was a ward and never got adopted while the others did, huh

YEAH IF YOU WANTED SOMETHING TO DO WHILE YOU WAITED WASHING BLOOD OFF COULD HAVE BEEN. A THING MAYBE

Just two brothers, blaming themselves for the almost death of their other brother, also Dick thinking of saying things that would not make sense to Jason because he doesn't know Tim was sacrificing himself for Dick

Oh, the scene of Damian you drew! Wait do Bruce and Damian even know that's Jax yet? I mean they should but. Y'know this fic is a comedy. When it's not angst I mean

OH he's in the room with Tim now! Kids done with his splenectomy or whatever

Oh that's a bigger time skip than I thought actually. I don't have a problem with that though

Hey Dick are you… sleeping

Spleen removal confirmed! To the surprise of no one

Hi Babs! That makes sense she was close with Jax and Angel- OOH are they about to discuss his identities.and come to wild conclusions? G-d I hope so

Jackson is Tim Drake is a good start, love Jason immediately pressing X to doubt. Gonna end up with net zero information

Oooh we're addressing Angel’s absence!!

Aww acknowledging the Angel Babs friendship!

Damian actually asking the thing everyone is wondering!

I was not expecting everyone to be mad at Bruce for kidnapping Angel's family but I love that

Also love them recognizing that the Black Mask thing was traumatic for Angel

Also of course Bruce did not communicate things to them. Why would he ever

EDDIE DRAKE CHECKOVS GUN I FUCKING KNEW IT!! BUT ALSO WHERE IS BABS THINKING THEY'RE TWINS??

OH THERE IT IS

He is being dramatic! Because it's him!

G-d the irony of the whole close-but-nontraditional cut-from-same-cloth line

YEAH you should actually communicate!! Good job sharing your data please continue doing that

Good. Good luck contacting Eddie Drake! Hope that doesn't go to an actor or something but I don't think Tim ever actually hired one in this timeline

You absolutely should think something happened to Angel! I mean you're never gonna guess that what happened was chandelier, but that's still the reasonable thing to think

Oh the hotline was really important huh? Probably not good that the sole operator/informant is in a coma

I knew one of them would go look at Drake Manor! But also Angel does live there actually

They found Angel’s stuff!

Oh I fucking knew they would think Angel was kidnapped. I mean only because another anon said it first but still

Babs coming to some Incorrect Conclusions!

They're gonna find Jax’s stuff as well as Tim's in that bag. Stuff Jax had at the safehouse possibly even! That'll sure have implications

Dick I'm so sorry that you are only getting one brother. Byt at least Joker doesn't have the brother you are getting. Or the one you aren't getting because it's actually your other brother.

…Unrelated but if Tim actually died would the bats just honestly not figure Angel out ever

Anyway back to the story- Dick you are not getting an older brother. Sorry

Jason did not share his clone theory. But it was referenced!

Honestly given that you're providing medical care and have every reason to believe Angel is in danger, it's probably justified to take a DNA sample. I'd be surprised if Bruce didn't.

[mantisfriendd]

Ok so I talked about this in tags of a post earlier but I need to talk about it properly

So a couple weeks ago I finally pulled the trigger, I dual booted Linux Mint on my laptop

It has less of my vital files on it then my pc, but I use it more for videos and general Internet stuff, so I would know if I liked it

Installing was scary but after a bit of trouble shooting with disabling bit locker it was easy, and let me be clear, that's a windows thing, because Microsoft really really doesn't want you to have freedom over your machine.

So I booted in

And like

I literally love it so much

I knew people talked about how much better Linux is and how it speeds up literally anything it's put on over windows, but like WOW

It doesn't take 2 minutes to boot up or shut down, my CPU doesn't idle at 25% for no reason, the search for files feature doesn't take 40 minutes only to show me Internet results instead of files, its wonderful.

The default theme is (in my opinion) pretty ugly, sorry whoever made it, it's just not for me.

But that's the great thing, you can literally customize this almost however you would like.

Maybe you shouldn't trust my opinion on what looks nice because I instantly installed a theme that replicated Windows 7

But I got bored of the default colors so I literally found the files where the home bar is saved and changed them to be more "minty"

That along with some CSS color editing gave me this:

You just can't do anything like this in Windows 10/11. You can change the color on windows but if I wanted, in Mint, I could completely change everything, centered icons on the taskbar, icons left justified on the taskbar, no taskbar, make it look like windows 95, it's all yours to do with whatever you want.

There are issues, I won't lie, the biggest one that will probably haunt Linux forever is compatibility.

Simply put most developers don't make native Linux versions of their software, you are lucky if there is a Mac version.

Lots and lots of Windows software CAN work on Linux through compatibility layers like Wine and Steam's Proton, but it's not 100%

My biggest problem is FL Studio and Clip Studio, neither of these I could get working with Wine or Proton so far. I'm hoping in the future I will find a way to make this work, or transition to their free and open source alternatives, but for now I'm stuck with a win 10 pc.

The other issue I've faced is that Linux seems to have a hard time recognizing and remembering my wired headphones. Like sometimes it just works, but most of the time it fails to do so.

My solution to this until I have time to troubleshoot more is to use my stupid headphone jack to USB C dongle that I bought for my stupid phone with no headphone jack.

Luckily it works fine and the type C port on my laptop literally doesn't get used otherwise.

All in all, I'm like excited to use a computer again. I used to only be excited for the programs it allowed me to use, but for the first time in a long time, the "magic" of the PC has returned for me.

Once I save up the money, my next PC will be Linux, Windows doesn't cut it anymore for me.

Ok now I'm going to kinda just talk about Linux for a bit, unrelated to my experience because my brain has been buzzing about this topic lately.

I get why guys who run Linux are so annoying about it now, because it's me now, I love this stupid OS and everyone has to hear about it.

And chances are, you've used Linux before already!

Linux is used in a ridiculous number of places because of its open source nature.

Most servers and other cloud computing systems are running Linux, many public terminals and screens run Linux, every supercomputer in the world runs Linux, if you were in the education system for the past 13~ years you might have used ChromeOS, which is built on Linux, if you have ever used an Android device you have used Linux.

It's never going to take over Windows as the go to operating system in the home, most people don't even know they could switch, and if they don't know that there's no way they are willing to put up with some of the headaches Linux brings.

Although I've spent way more time troubleshooting Windows issues then I have Linux ones so far, so maybe Microsoft stuffing so much bloated spyware into their system is starting to cause windows to rip at the seams, idk.

When I try to explain Linux to people who literally don't understand any of this I use a car metaphor

Windows is like a hatchback SUV, you buy it from a dealer and it mostly works for everyone good enough that they don't complain.

Linux is like a project vehicle in a lot of ways, the mechanic can tune it up exactly to the specifications they want, tear a bit out and put a diffrent one in, it requires some work under the engine but once that mechanic gets it the way they want it, it's incredible.

It's not a perfect metaphor but I think it gets the idea across.

Uh IDK how to finish this post, please try Linux if you can, changed my life.

[patoslover]

Sorry this is kinda long.... I would have liked to share this in the discord server, it's a more private way, but then the lockdown happened and I don't think I can wait any longer to show this.

Ok so.... Yesterday night, I got a bit emotional over my life and a little reflecting on what has happened the past month or so and how it affected me and all [10khaos, maggots discord sv, 15khaos, apocalypselockdown, among others] (as I always do, I'm such a soft-ass (I do hope that made up word doesn't mean anything flirty I'm trying to lowkey insult myself in here tyvm English)) And so as I always do when emotions hit, I wrote a poem-kinda-thing.

I showed it to @lxvenderjewel and @falling-raine and this happened

And later @the-beard-of-edward-teach saw it and well....

I made changes to it since I showed it to them, but it's for better, trust me.

(the poem is at the bottom of the post woo)

I think that's enough of a warning for y'all. But just in case, this made people cry, this poem, it's very very dear to me in levels I can't write I can't explain I can't put into poems all the feelings and stuff, but I hope this poem makes up for the most part.

Be careful. I love you.

Thank you @the-beard-of-edward-teach @arkytiorlecter @voids-ideas @orpiknight @cawdra @apollos-dodgeball-target @obsessed-sketches @zonzolik @dashoulinas-fandom-dump @eybefioro @queermarzipan @lxvenderjewel @ivory--raven @styx142 @myfranticscribbles @empressumbreon @frogs-go-ribbit @thearoacemess @goodomensduh @sounds-void-fishy @arkytiorlecter @random-doctor-on-the-internet @apophid-I-eat-everything @achilles-in-a-blanket-burrito @hello-ello-ello @harbinger-of-existential-dread @howmanyholesinswisscheese @an-ace-on-the-case @goblin-named-sam @1800ineedshelp @chaoticgenderflood @ivory--raven @aroaceblackhole @three-smiles-and-a-unicorn @coppicegate @zonzolik @falling-raine @dashoulinas-fandom-dump @koboldkatalyst @arkytiorlecter @friday-im-in-love-with-crowley @good-usernames-were-taken @weirdly-specific-but-ok THANK YOU THANK YOU ILY (oh wow that's a lot of ppl) (PLS PLS tell me if I forgot anyone there's so many of you, SORRY IF I TAGGED YOU TWICE AAA AND I'M SORRY IF YOU WERE TAGGED AND DUNNO WTF I AM I GOT LOST WITH THE TAGS AAAA AND SORRY IF I TAGGED U AND THE TAG DIDN'T WORK)

I love you all so so so so so so so much, you're so dear to me. Thank you. This is a gift for you.

Demons Out.

There's a hell outside,

Demonic screaming,

Trees, fall's leaving.

And I'm just here inside,

In my bubble.

Trapped inside me,

Trapped in myself.

There's demons out,

Asking to come.

But I won't let them,

I'm not alone.

Inside myself,

Inside my world,

I've got most people

Than all of your's.

They're worth more

Than any gold,

And they're far way,

More beautiful

Than any Sun,

Than any Star,

They are right here,

They are right now.

They're my comfort,

And some my loss,

But they're all lovely

Precious along.

They're the most

Amazing

Beings to exist,

And so I'm afraid

That they'll all be missed.

Because I fear

One day they'll go,

That's why I start

To sing a song.

Please let us all

Become real friends,

Please let us all

Reunite again.

There's demons out,

Angels inside.

There's me in-between

Caring for (them) all

Please let us all

Reunite again.

There's demons out.

And I'm in pain,

But not too much,

We'll find a way.

There's demons out,

We are in pain.

But I will start

To sing again.

I care for each

And every of you,

So then I start

To sing a song.

Please let us all

Reunite again.

There's demons out.

We'll try again.

[sunsetsover]

made a new post bc the original was long enough as it was but i've been chewing on these tags @ropebunnykant left on it for a while now because they've really been bothering me and i've been tryna figure out why. like i know i talked about kant always being splintered into different versions of himself or existing w an asterisk next to his name but like.... does it run deeper than that? does kant actually know who is outside of his relationships to others? does kant know who he is beyond the superficial stuff? would kant know how to be alone?

i think the answer is no

i don't think kant has a real sense of identity. i don't think he's ever been afforded the opportunity to develop one. it's why he doesn't think he's interesting. it's why, when he does something objectively nice for james, it doesn't even occur to him to mention it. it's why he doesn't really know how to talk about himself. like ok he likes art. ok he's a tattooist. but what else do we know about kant? kant as a person, not in relation to others. what about his personality? what does he like? what does he want to do in the future? who is he when he's alone in bed at night?

what does he want?

the only thing we're actually explicitly told about kant by kant himself that doesn't somehow tie back to someone else is that he loved sports, especially basketball. but the most interesting part of that to me is that those were things he did in high school. over 10 years ago. probably right around the time his parents died. and its like wow..... is that the last time he liked something just for the sake of liking it? was the last time he had hobbies? the man is 29, and yet the only thing he could think to bring up about himself was something he liked and did when he was 18? is that all there is?

ofc we know at some point around that time that his parents died and he had to take over custody of babe. that lead to bills and the car thieving and captain christ and kant probably didn't leave any time for kant himself. completely understandable. but when you're that young your personality is still forming. you're figuring out who you are, what you want, what you like and what you don't. and when you don't have time to experiment and engage with the world in any meaningful way and you're constantly operating from a place of fear and lack and desperation, what then? what are you left with then?

kant does have a personality. he's definitely not a blank slate. he's cheeky and clever, a (relatively) smooth talker. he has a sense of style and he has friends and he has a job he's passionate about and clearly good at. but that's kind of where it ends if you look at him in isolation. he's brave, but bc he's had to be. he's adaptable, but out of necessity. he's lots of things but most of them are born out of the life he's led as opposed to who he is as a person. he's thoughful, and he's romantic. caring, loyal. willing to do anything for the ones he loves - but all of that ultimately that all goes back to others. it goes back to giving, bc that's what kant does. i don't think he knows who he is if he's not pouring his cup into someone else's. i don't think he knows how to love without putting his life on the line for it.

so then who actually is kant? does he even know? among the many versions of himself that he's had to be over the years, does kant even know which parts were real and which ones were fake? which ones were born out of desperation and which ones acted out of necessity? did he bet on football matches bc he liked it or bc he needed a lot of money quickly? did he hang around with those people because he liked them or bc he'd got so used to being around questionable people working under christ's thumb that he doesn't know how to be around 'normal' people? did he have a lot of one night stands bc he liked it and that's all he wanted, or was it bc he didn't really know how to be in a real relationship with someone? did he help james out of the kindness of his heart or because he doesn't know how to be someone's friend without offering them something, even when it's something you can't really afford to offer?

i don't know exactly. i don't know where kant ends and trauma begins. but i do know that there's something fucked up about kant's sense of identity. and i do know that i want to dissect him like a lab frog to figure out exactly what the fuck is going on in there.

[amethystviolist]

Fanfiction Author Interview Game

Thanks to @shipper47 for tagging me! I'm a bit late to respond but very excited to participate :)

How many works do you have on AO3?

Looks like 32! Wow, a lot more than I expected.

What's your total AO3 word count?

174,720!

Your top 5 stories by kudos/likes:

I don't think this should be the only measure of fic worth, but sure, here we go!

A Hairy Misunderstanding [Bagginshield]

Merlin Has a Dragon (And Other Revelations) [Merthur/Gen]

Impacts of Literal and Metaphorical Natures [Merthur/Gen]

Pine For a Bead (Or, Girlfailure Greenleaf) [Gimleaf/Gigolas]

Anything [...Destiel]

Do you respond to comments?

Yes, I reply to almost every comment! I love getting them, and it's often a great excuse to gush about the characters or my behind-the-scenes writing thoughts.

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

Definitely Phone Call. On-screen major character death hits hard!

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

Oh, almost all the rest are very happy endings! Off the top of my head, I'm thinking of my most recent fic Home Looks Like You - 4k of ReShirement and Parentshield fluff, ending in a family cuddle pile.

Do you write crossovers?

I've never written crossovers with characters meeting each other, as that's not usually my jam - but I've dabbled in putting characters into another fandom, like my abandoned WIP The Order of the Silver Ship [TAZ: Balance characters in the world of ATLA].

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Thankfully no, never. I've gotten the occasional "off" comment and once a spammer of some sort, but nothing truly vile. Let's hope it stays that way!

Do you write smut?

Yes! It's fun! I think my only AO3-published smut is Iron Must Suffice [Bagginshield].

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Also thankfully no! Not to my knowledge, anyway. I'll hope that streak continues as well!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! The two previously-mentioned Merlin fics were translated into Chinese, though the website that hosted them apparently scrubbed all queer content a while back and sadly lost those translations with it.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes and it was so much fun!! I participated in an event called The Hobbit: An Unexpected Collaboration (THAUC) this past October, and my assigned partner @mrmrbaggins and I wrote Of Kin and Courtships [Bagginshield] together. I loved plotting together and trading off scenes, it was fun to have immediate feedback and support. And they're a great writer, too!

What's your all-time favorite ship?

All-time? Man, that's hard to say. I think I definitely cycle through them and I love many. Currently it's Bagginshield, but there may be a different answer this time next year!

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

Hmm. Most WIPs that I want to finish I do eventually finish, even if it takes me literal years to do so. I think the one that's bugging me the most currently is All I Want For Candlenights [Taakitz], which only needs its final chapter finished. I never got a gift in that exchange event which kind of unmotivated me, plus I've just not been deep into the Balance fandom lately.

What are your writing strengths?

Hard to say, really... And that's not fishing for compliments, I just mean it's hard for me to analyze what I like about my writing when I spend most of my editing time looking for my weaknesses instead. If I have to choose, maybe characterization? I get a lot of compliments on it (thank you readers!) and I do put a lot of thought and effort into getting into the characters' heads and their resulting dialogue/inner narration/etc. And for Tolkien works specifically, I'm very good at piecing together TDS Neo-Khuzdul translations, and find a lot of joy in making them, too!

What are your writing weaknesses?

Oh so many things... though I think I'm always improving! Pacing is a huge issue for me. Also scenery and action descriptions. Also TITLES are the bane of my existence most of the time. In a more meta sense, I always struggle to get out of my editing mode and just put something (anything) down on the page so I can actually finish my WIPs.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I'm a huge fan of using other languages in fic and fiction as a whole, as that's actually what my undergrad thesis was about! Though in a fic I do really need a translation attached somehow for it to be enjoyable. I tend to get a little irritated if there's no translation provided anywhere, even if it's "unimportant" tidbits, because I want to know things, dammit!! /hj

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

Oooo interesting question. I'd love to write a Leverage fic someday, but I really love those characters so much because canon already treats them so well! They're such well-developed characters that I find myself a little hesitant to dive in and potentially get it "wrong" (a silly worry I'd tell any other writer to ignore, ofc, but it's my worry unfortunately).

What's your favorite fic you've written?

That's like choosing a favorite child, oh no! ... I've just spent a few minutes scrolling up and down my AO3 stats list, but I really can't choose a favorite. They're almost all special to me for one reason or another, even ones I'm not very happy with in quality! I can say with confidence my current baby is the untitled Bagginshield mega fic, but idk that it will be my favorite even when it's done/published.

Thanks again for the tag, this was so fun! I'd love to see answers from @mrmrbaggins/@xkingevelynx, @thylocalbard, or @thatfancygirlinblack/@thatfancygirlinwhite, but absolutely no pressure to any of you :)

And if anyone else seeing this wants to do it, feel free to claim I tagged you! I won't snitch about it.

[ominous-faechild]

Guys I literally JUST realized a thing about my autism/masking/alexithymia. I noticed there was an alexithymia tag here on tumblr and when I investigated, there was this one post listing these symptoms:

and I just--

I've had these exact, MAJOR struggles through my whole life for one.

But for two, and what's really interesting in my opinion...

Yesterday, I was having a video call with my mom. I've been off of some medications that I'm supposed to be taking because of financial issues, so my mental is NOT in a great place and I've had NO spoons for the past month. But while on call with her, she seriously, unironically, asked me if I thought I really needed the meds. Because, apparently, I "wasn't acting like I needed them" or something like that. And I'm sure I don't need to explain why that pissed me tf off.

But, like... at the time, the closest thing I could come up with for an answer was that "I have no spoons and no energy to do anything"; "I lived 17 years without meds, I kind-of know how to fake it"; and "I haven't had much socializing lately, so I have enough Social Energy™ to fake being okay right now."

Now that I'm not being put on the spot and after reading that post, I'm slowly figuring out that I've always done this. I mean, I've obviously always struggled to describe my own emotions and need to analyze my physical reactions to figure them out, but like. I'm just now starting to realize that I've really struggled to describe exactly how I'm "feeling bad" or, in fact, that I am feeling bad at all.

I mean, again, considering the alexithymia, that last part is a given. But it's kinda putting into perspective exactly how I've always had to understand "I don't have the energy to do anything" or "it's incredibly difficult to do anything" or "something deep inside of me feels Wrong™ and I can neither address nor identify it". I'd just passively have those "feelings" and struggle to continue life despite them.

It brings back thoughts of my struggles with masking, and how I was never diagnosed with autism as a child. Looking back, it should've been incredibly obvious. I had SO many of the tell-tale signs. But I guess it wasn't today, and there wasn't anywhere near as much awareness of what those signs were... but really. Textbook.

I'm sure my masking made it more difficult to recognize the signs as I got older. Hell, I even read over different "autism diagnosis checklist"s countless times, thinking to myself "oh wow it's a lot like me!... exceeeeeptttt--" and moved on from there.

I keep digressing. My point is, since discovering my autism and how it was hidden by masking, I've always wondered where my mask ends and where I begin. Most of the time, I feel like I feel nothing, even when I'm not depressed. I've been told I don't show my emotions, like when I'm happy (aka my chest is light and I feel free). That, or people can't tell when I like/dislike them (though that's partially a trauma thing). Other times, I've been told I'm smiling when I didn't even realize I was happy, much less that I was actually smiling. Some people have told me I'm incredibly easy to read, that my emotions show very clearly. But how can they when I feel like I feel nothing?

Which leads me back to what I said earlier, my conversation with my mother. How she asked if I actually need my meds because "I don't seem like I do". I guess I kind-of understand now, why she might've seen it that way. Do most people always show signs of how they actually feel? And how does the fact that I "don't feel" effect what I show?

I've wondered about that for a while. How much of how I act is because I was trained to, one way or another? How much of the emotion I show is because I learned to? Do I even show the emotions I feel? I really can't know because the people I know irl, who would better be able to tell me how I act, aren't understanding of any of these things. My older sister is lowkey ableist and thinks she sees the grand plan of the universe, my mother is too "pull yourself up by the bootstraps!!!" to accept Spoon Theory or mental health struggles, and just about everyone else in my life comes and goes as quickly as the wind.

Anyhow, this was a long rant that I've kinda had half-formed thoughts about for a while. Thanks for reading, hopefully this can help or entertain whoever stumbles upon this?

[mushroomwoods]

fear(less)

After a few months of travelling together it was only to be expected that they would catch onto your little habits, especially if it was one that put you in harms way so many times.

characters — Chain, romantic or platonic (platonic only!Wind)

warnings — gore&blood, !depiction of deep wounds!, canon-typical violence, reader is reckless™ and has no sense of self-preservation, a sliver of harmful thoughts (sky!time!), poorly described battles; mild angst with comfort (hyrule!), hints of player!au.

Wow, i finally finished this thing, took me longer than i thought. Anyways, there are a few parts that don't really follow the game line of battle, as I've adapted some things just... because i thought it'd be fun, but i hope you guys enjoy it all the same. Also tagging the dearest @cloudninetonine, didn't know which blog you would prefer so i used the one more related to LU, i hope it is up to your standards, Cloud. also, i said twi part was long? you can't wait to see legend's then.

At first it wasn't anything too eye catching.

The heroes already knew you were... hopeless when it came to fighting, the few experiences in combat you had beside them proved as much, and they didn't mind it, you helped them enough around the camp, always eager to do something when it was possible.

And while they did train you enough to at least hold out on your own in urgent cases, they didn't expect you to become a seasoned warrior like most of them, you had no need or obligation to, after all, not being bound by duty like them.

However, a few experiences in battle were enough to prove them, that yes, your less than ideal choices, were, against all odds, made rationally.

Timeʼ

It was an oversight.

A terribly, horrid, oversight.

One that, goddess fobid, could've costed your life, as you full on charged at the monster trapping him under it's claw, sending both you and the shadow beast toppling over, a disorienting groan falling from your lips as you crashed onto the floor, barely escaping the clawed hands that reached out for you, your unsteady dominant hand, trying to grip hard enough at the hilt of your sword so you could finally, finally, thrust it into the dizzying mark in it's chest.

And then, as it lifted, ready to pounce back into your form, you got the chance to see it's weakness, barely, but enough. With not an ounce of hesitation, you gave up trying to make your, now useless, dominant hand to obey you, and switched you weapon, lurching under the monster and stabbing the glowing red skin, a surge of black blood dripping into your face and clothes as the monster disappeared into itself.

“Name!” Time finally got it into himself to call you out, armored form rushing to your side at an abnormal speed.

You looked back at him, still a very gruesome, bloody messy as you gave him a victorious grin, but he couldn't find it in himself to worry about that in the moment, just wanting to check if you were too injured from the battle, but just as he was two steps in, your face morphed into something akin to panic, stumbling hurriedly into your own feet and frantically running to him.

“Wait! Beside you!” Your shout was enough to alert him, shield quickly lifted as he bashed the monster into the ground, yet, his vision blurred at the sudden movement, body still weak from the hit he'd taken previously.

He felt your hand on his back, trying to keep him steady as the other swung the blade in front of you, the metal making an annoying screech as it made contact with the black mask, which only seemed to anger the monster further, pushing forward at an ungodly speed with it's tentacles trashing around.

In the heat of the moment, you mustered all the strength you could, pushing the hero to the side — a feat that was only possible because of his weakened state — as you took the full impact, body falling to the ground with a crushing thud, you winced, but still pushed forward, the blood pumping through your body giving you the last bit of adrenaline you needed to finally ground the monster, watching it slowly disappear as the aches in your body only now started to settle.

You could hear Time thunderous voice from beside you, but it sounded so distant, yet so loud, you could only close your eyes in hopes the tinning in your ears would stop.

You felt a cool hand — a metal plate? — settling against your burning cheeks, Time eye scanning you fully, rambling quickly about something as he seemed to shout to someone on the other side of the battlefield, you tried to laugh at his worry, only being able to hack a cough, throat clogged with blood.

You could see him turning his head back to you, mouthing a “don't leave me yet” at you, you grinned.

“Not before you, old man.” You saw him frown and was quick to add. “Don' worry, 'ts not the time yet.” You couldn't wait for his answer, face drooping into his shoulder as your vision blackened.

You could only hope he would lessen his nagging from next time you woke up, pitying your battered state.

Twilightʼ

It seemed that ever since he got into this adventure, with eight other unsettling versions of himself, plus an unassuming you, his luck whenever he transformed with the twili magic pummelled — yes, even more than in his own aventure, wasn't he sufficiently unlucky during his trials.

It was an unfamiliar Hyrule, and both you and him, well, Wolfie, had assumed the responsability of checking the sorrounding areas for any threat.

And what a threat it had, a swarm of dynalfos madly chasing after the both of you, a few too rough swing of their weapons barely catching at your tearing tunic as you tried tirelessly to keep up with the wolf speed.

“Fuck! I thought these bastards didn't wander in groups, what the heck are they even doing out in the open!?” As much as Twilight would like to agree with you at the moment, he could only let out a huff in the bestial form.

You gritted your teeth, pushing your legs until they were burning with the strain, never losing speed in fear they might actually catch up with you, as you rummaged through your backpack, probably looking for anything that might work, since your sword proved to be pretty damn useless against their gauntlets.

“Hey Wolfie, do you trust me?” He barely spared you a glance, quickly noticing the bomb you recklessly lightened in your arms. “Because if you don't, you might as well go on your own way.”

He tried to yelp as you didn't let go of the bomb even as the fire engulfed almost all of the rope, your hands shaking in what he assumed to be fear, though at this point it might as well be excitement, with the maddening smirk that played in your lips.

Waves of roars and shrieks resounded behind the both of you just as you threw the bomb back, the object exploding not even a few seconds after, as you made sure to hold it until the last possible second, so they wouldn't be able to throw the object back at you and make the situation even worse. Flames licked just short of your backs, threatening to burn both the strap of your leather bag and the tip of Wolfie's tail.

You cussed under your breath, legs stopping, as you turned around to face the enemies, now finally weakened enough for the both of you to at least try to face head on.

“If I'm right, they're from the captain's Hyrule, so we don't have much time to take them down.” You saw the wolf tail flick, as if in understanding, and you took that as a signal to rush foward, hearing his steps right behind you.

You surged foward, striking the monsters with the barely retained memories of the hellish training the captain had drilled into you, almost finishing off your enemies when you heard your companion yelp, a dinolfo having grabbed at his tail just as he tackled another of the oversized lizards into the ground, just as he was about to turn, ready to maul whatever got him, a wooden shield flew past his nose, right into the monster head, sending it into it's back, completely unmoving.

When the both of you were finally finished, it was nothing more than a gory mess, guts splattered all over as the both of you laid in the midst of the atrocious visage, panting and bleeding, the man long since turned into his original form, throwing all his care into the wind as he made himself comfortable beside you.

“We have to report it back to them, especially since these fuckers must be from the captain world.” You muttered, breathing heavy as you tried to lift your arm, only a groan making it past your mouth.

The man laid beside you only mumbled in agreement, not actually moving to get up, and actually throwing an arm over your body, making sure you wouldn't get out of there until the two of you at least got some rest.

Yeah, he could let the nagging wait a bit more, for now the thought of a little rest just seemed so much better than going back only to hear how reckless the both of you were to actually act alone.

He then frowned as if remembering something, face turning to you.

“How many times did we tell ya not to thrown the shield.” His voice was exasperated and you all but glared at him.

“Ah c'mon! It works!”

Warriorsʼ

“Get down!” A cry in your voice was enough for the warrior to follow through your orders, barely dodging a monster attack on the right as you nimbly shifted to his side, blocking an aerial attack with the shield Wild had lent to you weeks ago.

He hadn't thought much of the occurrence, as one of the archers in the group quickly sent the monster down, and you dealing a final blow without much trouble, what he didn't expect, however, was to find you barely a few hours after the battle kneeled beside a water body trying to wash down an conspicuous amount of blood off the arm you had previously wielded the shield with.

“Name? Did you get hurt? You could've asked me for a potion if your stock ran off, Hyrule would've also helped, we didn't have many casualties today.” He was quick to close off the distance, even as you seemed to do your best to avoid any type of contact with the hero.

“The stock is running low...” You started, low voice, but as he didn't budge, waiting for a more plausible excuse you saw no choice but to continue. “and there's still shards in my arm, it wouldn't be helpful to heal it as it is.”

Azure eyes ran over what he previously thought to be only stains and clogs of blood over the grass, only now noticing how it shimmered under the light, pieces of what seemed to be freshly cut flesh clinging into the sharper edges.

Warriors rushed to your side, hands grabbing firmly at your shoulder and wrist, fresh blood quickly oozing into his own pristine robes, but he didn't mind, not as he noticed just how serious what he thought to only be a light wound actually was. He suppressed a frustrated groan as he heard in inhale sharply at his prodding in the less open part of the wounds.

“How did this happen?” His voice was sharp, clearly not giving you a chance to even try and escape from him.

“Nothing...” A sharp glare was enough to make you stop, clearing your throat before continuing. “The kargarocs clawed at my arm just as Wild's shield shattered. It was just that, besides, it's not as bad as it look.”

The way you winced when his fingers flexed a little too harshly around your wrists was enough to betray your own words, yet you didn't back down, not until you saw Link's face morphing from a frown into the most —fake— dashing smile you've seen him send your way.

“If it's not that bad, then i guess you wouldn't mind a little help.” The way his eyes didn't match his smile was enough of a warning of the hell he'd put you through for not taking care of yourself in the first place.

“Wait, no—”

Your loud scream resonated through the quiet forest, as the man all but huffed, taking out the shards littering your arms with a gentle, yet rigid touch.

Too bad, it was already too late, maybe this way you'll learn to stay out of trouble next time.

Hyruleʼ

He couldn't say he was thrilled to get back to his own Hyrule, while, yes, it was comforting to recognize the vegetation around, much like the many hiding spots he found during his tireless adventures, he still felt much too paranoid to parade around the existing bustling town, a gnawing feeling at the back of his head saying — screaming — that as long as he was there, the hunt for his head would prevail.

So with such thoughts, he didn't think much of letting you talk with some of the locals, much too unrelated to the hero to pose any apparent threat to the villagers, as he hid himself just short of your eyesight, as the both of you waited for the rest of the group to buy whichever necessities you were still lacking from the journey.

What he didn't expect was to suddenly hear an almost guttural growl from you, as you tensed up from the previously amicable chat, his body turning just in time to see you land a punch straight into the other person nose, blood cascading instantly down your fist.

From there it went downhill, the other two person joining in the brawl you seemed to start without a care as Hyrule rushed to your side, trying to both protect you, while also pulling you out of the fight.

“Stop that, Hyrule! I'll kill those bastards!” You voice resounded with so much unfiltered hatred, that he considered that your threats may actually turn out be true, wasn't he quick enough to act.

He had always thought of you as calm and collected, a little silly sometimes, but that was about it, yet as he saw you snarling at the opposing group, having to almost wrestle you out of the place, he could see just how soft you actually were to the group of heroes.

The traveller regretted having put out his power bracelet in fear of hurting anyone too much, as throwing your fighting form over his shoulder and setting back proved to be much harder than when he did same with the usual pacific you, his steps thumped loudly against the dry grass, the sound of angered shouts getting more and more distant with the passing seconds, along with your own, which died into tiny sobs and hiccups.

When he noticed your chasers weren't on your tails anymore, he finally stopped, breathing hagged as he carefully lowered you to the floor, hands instantly coming to cup your face carefully, thumbing at the tears, worried expression as he checked your body for any wounds, his magic making quick work on any he spotted.

“Now now, what's the problem? What happened.” He watched as the tears didn't stop, yet you frowned in annoyance.

Not at him, of course. Never at him.

You pursed your lips, teeth gritting as you finally started talking, a sigh falling regretfully from your lips.

“Those bastar—” A quiet hush from him forced you to stop, his eyes never letting yours leave his. “They” You growled “were acting like you were nothing more than a curse. It's not fair that you get this type of treatment after all you did to save those people.”

His smile grew a little, strong arms engulfing you in a warm hug, your own slithering across his back naturally as he leaned into your shoulder.

“I don't care about those things.” Not for as long as I have you. “But thank you, Name.” His soft hum was quiet against your ear, and that was all the comfort the both of you could ever need, tightly wound in each other embrace.

Legendʼ

Legend was against the whole plan.

Especially when it took place with you acting as the bait, taking the unlucky lot while they drawed each person role.

He gritted his teeth, looking regretfully at the Pegasus Boot and the defense ring he placed in your hands, while you laughed awkwardly.

“You don't have to give me that, you know. I know how to battle, maybe not as much as you guys, but I can handle on my own.” You tried, pushing the items back into his hands, but he stepped back before you would force him to take, his frown only getting deeper.

“I know.” Was his only answer, to which you quirked your brow quizzically and he huffed. “We all watched your progress in battle, still, it just feels wrong to leave someone behind.”

Warriors was about to make a teasing comment about his unusual character, when Twilight jabbed at him, forcing the knight to bend over.

Time sighed as he watched the veteran so restless, drawing the attention back to him.

“Then the veteran stays back with Name.” The oldest sent a teasing smirk your way, which the others seemed to not notice, as he turned back to the rest of the group. “The rest of us will go as planned, Wild come with me, Warriors with Wind and Hyrule with Twilight. Get ready by the doors and make sure to come back before the time runs out.”

You prepared to start the mechanism of the dungeon, pulling the lever when the acting leader nodded. You and the veteran watched as they all disappeared into the passages, stone doors closing behind them as soon as they left, leaving the place you stood only barely lightened by the scarce torches lit around the walls.

The first wall to light up was the one in the right, where the traveller and ranch hand had disappeared into, both you and Legend walking up to it to take a closer look at the glowing blue scriptures.

“Only when the sun is lit, can the lost ones be found.”

It was easy enough, you looked around the room, soon finding a tile carved with the sun marking, Legend didn't think much before using the fire rod on it, the first pillar lightening up in blue, the form of a child carved into it.

The second wall lightened up, this time from Wars and Wind side.

“Only a cup of water can sate one's thrist.”

Sound of dripping water started to resonate around the room, the statue glow dimming as the child now bent over it's form, tears welling down the pillar. You took the bowl beneath it, already half full as you looked back at your partner, who pointed at the drying flower who bloomed among the stone path. You watered it, the flower blooming back to life, a golden key appearing between it's petals. The veteran didn't think much before picking it up, the second pillar lighting up with a garden.

As the third and last wall lightened up, the torches were blow off, all lights around the room turning from a soft blue to bloody red.

"A true warrior may carve it's path upon the enemies blood.”

Gears started to sound around the room, the torches blow off and the only light around now being the poor scriptures that barely let you count the fingers in your hands.

The child statue now stood as a imposing adult holding a sword, the tears that fell turning into a river of blood, and the garden pillar now turning into a fire caught wasteland.

A opening appeared on the ceiling, in which Keeses started pouring over like ants, Legend took the fire rod, knowing that with a single hit he could take at least a few of them down, however just as he was about to shot the magic, it died down altogether.

“What!?” He shouted exasperated, trying again in a futile attempt.

You looked at him, drawing your bow, hoping to even get a few down from how bad your eyesight got in the dark place.

He followed your example, grumpy about his malfunctioning item as he gripped onto his sword, taking down any that got too close to the floor.

As you were finally setting a rhythm, you started hearing a buzzing, looking into the hero direction the see the electro keese closing in on him.

“Vet!” You hand hooked at the hero tunic, all but throwing him to the other side, the monster reaching you as it's electric aura engulfed your body in an excruciating pain.

...

Or not. You blinked, looking up from your kneeling form, the hero running up to your side, as a disheveled mess, trying to look for injuries on your body, the red lights returning to a blue hue, and torches lighting back as the doors clinked open.

“But only true heroes won't think before saving a dear one.” The sailor voice sounded behind you, apparently reading the newly lightened wall who led you to the next room. “Whatever happened to the both of you here?” He asked, confused face as he stared at the both of you.

As you and Legend looked at each other face, clear confusion written all over it, the both of you nodded at each other.

“Nothing.”

Wildʼ

Wild could somehow feel the consequences of his actions catching up with him.

His hands tightened around your wrist, tugging you along with him as you ran from the lynel positively huffing like a bull as it ran behind you. He felt like this would be the feeling Twilight felt whenever he saw him running to do some things stupid.

Why did he just have to give in to your pleading eyes when you asked him to show you how to hunt a lynel?

He could see you stealing glances at the monster from the corner of his eyes, your figure pretty much laid back even when you knew — or at least he thought so — that thing could send you flying with a single hit.

When it's axe was lifted, you shifted to the side, pulling Wild out of its reach and almost sending the both of you colliding to the floor.

“I think I understand it now!” You shouted at him, blood pumping so hard from the adrenaline you almost couldn't hear yourself.

And with that, Wild felt a bad sense of premonition, his gut sinking as he recognizer that look on your face. The same look he had when he first tried to beat a lynel, before he was beaten half to death and ran back to formulate another plan, and while it was... well, different from the first, it certainly wasn't optimal.

He looked at you, face bewildered as he whisper shouted a “no”, hand tightening around yours as if he was the leash keeping a child from doing something idiotic, yet you only huffed and rolled your eyes.

“You do it, why can't I?” You whined and he considered begging for Twilight's forgiveness for every shit he put his mentor through. “Besides, you're here to help me, we can just retreat if you think it's getting too dangerous.”

He sighed, before pointing to the bottom of the hill, a large lake surrounding the area.

“If it get dangerous I'll use cryonis and we'll get out of here, no if's and but's, okay?” You grumbled out and his eyes thinned. “Okay?” He repeated himself.

“Okaaaay.” You drawled out, charging to the point he pointed, letting go of his hand as he attracted the lynel to he area.

It started fairly well, he attracted the monster to him while you shot it from the side, his bow trainings paying off as you hadn't hit the blonde man a single time yet. And hopefully you wouldn't for the rest of the battle.

Just as you were about to pull the last arrow, you saw the shining, massive axe in the hands of the lynel start flying towards your direction, the young hero quickly telling you to run towards the lake.

Your mind raced as you thought of your options, eyes flashing from Link's place near the lake to the weapon flying your way sickeningly fast, the bow dropping from your hand as you took the claymore strapped to your hip.

Wild's face dropped, heart sinking as he could already read your thoughts. Damned be the day he tried to teach you how to parry.

You waited. Waited. Wait... And then with a sharp, deafening sound the ginormous weapon was sent flying, it lasted less than a second, yet for you it seemed as if the world had stopped, you felt like you could understand, even if a little, when Wild talked about how the world seemed to slow down around him when he was battling.

Before you could turn to the hero to celebrate, you felt a heavy punch landing into the side of your head, sending you flying back, vision wavering.

He would have to teach you not to take your eyes off the enemies in battle it seemed, he sighed running up to finish dealing with the monster before you were too beaten up.

Windʼ

It was just your luck.

The dungeon had separated the whole group, and while you weren't too worried about only you and Wind forming a duo, you were quite worried for whose world it was now.

All of the heroes eras were quite the catastrophe, however Time's was an utter mess, especially with the happenings of Majora Mask he had to deal while still a child.

You gritted your teeth, pulling the younger one beside you by the arm, as he whined something about being able to take them on.

“Look Wind, I know you're competent and all, I also understand that you know how to deal with them, however you have to understand that these are not the ReDeads from back at your world.” You pursed your lips as you heard their screeching approaching.

The young hero huffed, finally accompanying your steps on his own, instead of being dragged like dead weight.

“So, any plan?” His pout was very much visible, in your mind at least, as the corridors were dark enough for you to trip over your own feet sometimes.

“You betcha, sailor.” You only hoped it would actually work. “Think you could play a song right now?”

You could feel Wind's judgemental stare right through your skull, but when you did nothing but press him for an answer he giggled madly.

“I don't know what you're brewing up, but I hope it'll be fun.” The boy grabbed onto your hand, sprinting even faster, pulling you through some many doors and corridors of what you thought to be the correct path, until you could see a few barely visible flashs of light streaming down from the ceiling, the first room you had fallen into when you first entered the dungeon, the bars showing only enough for the both of you to see the shadow of your faces, giggling as if the monsters that followed you wouldn't just up and kill the both of you with as much as a single touch.

You quickly scampered further into the light, knowing it would only be enough to slow them down for a little, before you started talking lowly, not considering the earlier fits of laugh would be enough to alert all of the monsters around of your exact position.

“I assume you don't have your mirror with you.” The sailor nodded, almost rolling his eyes at the predictability, but before he could voice his complaints you continued. “But you wouldn't come without your wand, right?”

He now raised an eyebrow, mouthing an “Of course”, as you nodded to yourself.

“Let's pray that it counts as an magical instrument, get it and try to follow the music I'll hum to you.” You barely got him any chance to process before humming the Sun Song you'd grew so familiar over the time.

The boy just looked at you as if you were crazy, grabbing onto the item and hurriedly trying to follow along, a few tries in and the both of you huffed, patience running thin as a strew of curses fell from the boys lips, something you thanked the goddess above that the Hero of Time or the Hero of Twilight weren't there to see.

You groaned, exasperated, as the monsters were now only a few feet away from you both, you pressed him further up into the wall, fully covering his body from the monsters view, almost like a living bait, a thing he'd certainly nag at you later.

In the desperation you whistled the song, praying it was sufficiently in tune for him to relate to the sound of the wind he often listened to while on his journey.

“C'mon, three, three, five!” You prayed, a phantom touch at your neck sending chills down your spine as if sucking your life force, while you tried to whistle the tune again.

“Got it!” He exclaimed, a whirlwind forming around you both as the light shone even brighter above the both of you, almost like the salvation light, the wave of monster falling slowly with shrill screams, one you'd hope to never hear again.

You finally let go of his arms, body trembling so much you could only topple down as tears streamed down your cheeks, the bone chilling presence of their touch still very much vivid in you mind, as the younger one could only rub your shoulders soothingly, knowing full well you took most of the hits in order to keep him safe.

He sighed, resolved to let your actions slide this one time, with a tired smile.

“Thank you for trying to protect me, let's rest a little and then well go back to the others.” His voice was way less chirpier than usual, you nodded, leaning one against the other, finally able to get a breather under the warm light casted over the two of you.

Skyʼ

It was somewhat stupid, honestly.

You knew fully well that all of those men had full capacity to take over at least a dozen monsters more than you, without even breaking a sweat, no less, especially the local lazy eyed hero who seemed to enjoy his little naps a little more than it was healthy and just happened to take over a god all by himself.

You knew it, yes, but your stupid body decided to move before your brain could fully process what was even happening.

“Sky, that...” You lightly tugged at the hem of the skyloftian armor, eyes focused on the strange spikes fluctuating dangerously beside the hero.

The form seemed familiar, but you only were able to fully recognize it when little eyes peeked through the sand wasteland, the man beside you now standing in full alert as his eyes seemed to catch onto the same thing as you.

The whole group stopped, now looking back at the two of you, but as you tried to point towards the enemy to explain you wouldn't have to battle as long as you avoided it's vision, you could see from the corner of your eyes one of the more reckless from the group charge full on at the little monster.

“Wait, it'll explode!” Sky tried to warn, a little too late as it's body expanded, sending projectiles of poisonous darts around.

Thankfully Wild was quick enough to react a pull a shield to protect himself, and the others were far enough not to get in the way, however as both you and the Hero of the Skies were the one who stood closer to it, you had taken the full brunt of the blow, fully ducking the hero behind your form.

You gasped as you felt the thorns ripping through your flesh, the feeling way more painful than you had expected at first, tears prickling at the corner of your eyes as you all but hollered at Wild.

“Don't go touching it, you dumbass! Just blow it away!” You winced when the hero held in your arms moved to trace the sides of your wounds, a wince of his own sounding as he saw his bloodied gloves.

“Don't move, it'll hurt.” Sky voice was still collected, but you could see his eyes wavering a bit, knowing full well how terrible it was to receive one of these attacks head on, he sighed. “Why did you protect me? My armor was enough to take it.”

It was unusual to hear the usually so pacific hero grumbling around like that, but you could barely focus on that as you felt his hands making quick work of removing the most superficial ones from your skin, the scalding hot feeling of the poison in the open wounds soon melting off as Hyrule made a quick work of staying beside you to heal the wounds.

“I panicked, besides, if it was a black blooded monster, who knew what else he'd— shit! Do?” You felt your knees weakening, even as he held you upright, so you gave in to muffling a cry into his shoulder as he took off a particularly hard spike buried in the side of your waist.

“So you did this even considering it was a mutated monster?” You could feel he bit off another sigh. “Really, you're the only one reckless enough to throw yourself in to protect a hero.” He patted your head in a comforting touch to tell it was over. “But don't go thinking I'm not mad at you and Wild. The both of you should stop acting so recklessly already, it'll worry all of us.”

You could hear Wild whining off at some distance, as you held the urge to do the same, as you knew the boy could be as scary as Time if pushed far enough.

Fourʼ

The short hero was quite used to be underestimated, and at first he thought you'd fall under the same category of people who judged his strength based on his height alone.

It was a pleasant surprise for him when he could finally notice your protectiveness came from a place of care, actually.

What wasn't pleasant, however, was how, no matter how much you knew that the hero was much stronger than you, you couldn't let go of this worrisome habit of always putting his safety and comfort before yours.

Especially now, where you, and the four parts of the little hero battled away against a wave of skulltulas, the monsters easy enough for you and the four heroes to tackle on, however their sheer amount was enough to give you a harder time dealing with them.

You sidestepped, back meeting with Green's, hearing him chuckle before branding his sword to the right, striking down two of the monsters with a single attack, you and Red joining hands so the smaller one could easily acess the weak spot of a specially tough one.

However, things seemed way messier at the other side, Blue and Violet having to deal with just as much as the three of you, while also sparing jabs at each other, harsh comments over the other clumsiness as they rashly brandished their sword, clearly tired of the long running battle.

“It doesn't seem to be ending anytime soon.” You muttered, both of the man beside you nodding in agreement. “Should we just take off?” You offered, an instant disagreement falling from both Blue and Violet.

“If its a swarm this big, it could reach one of the nearby cities.” Red made an actual helpful comment, to which you sighed.

You held your tongue, knowing none of them would appreciate you making any comments about their far too heroic side, putting your focus back on the battle.

It didn't take much longer for the wave of Skulltulas to actually start to thin out and finally take the last one on. Tge five of you finally lowered you weapons, watching as the last of the enemies disappear in a black mist.

The only sound now being your heavy breathings and the rustling of the trees above you. You looked up, heaving a sight and watching as the leaves above your head danced from one side to another along with the wind, only now noticing a strange light, or actually, a lack thereof.

“Hey guys..?” You started, as they looked at you. “I guess i know why they were so mad at us now.” They followed your line of sight, a gasp sounding behind you, which you didn't bother naming whose it was.

A skulltula — if you could even call it that, at this point — hung over the trees, it's web big enough to cover a whole house, the monster only shying a little in question of size.

“Are you guys sure you still want to play hero?” Surprisingly, it wasn't you this time, but Violet.

You shook you head, already knowing their answers, as you hooked your fingers under your bow, pulling one arrow and readying to fire under their command.

“Well.... like it or not, we are heroes.” Blue stated, giving you the signal.

You shoot the arrow, the object hitting bullseye into one of the monster's eye, not that it was too difficult from it's sheer size.

With a thundering roar, it dropped down from it's web, the natural floor shaking under your feet as you stepped back to gain the distance advantage this time, the split hero standing in front of you to act like a bait.

The four of them each had gone to one side of the monster, as you made another clear shot, this time taking one of its hind leg, the blood spraying in a somewhat gruesome way you hadn't had the chance to notice when fighting the smaller one.

Just as you were about to shot another of its legs, you heard a groan, Blue falling to the ground as the monster charged into him. You gritted your teeth, lowering the bow as you pulled your sword from your waist and running up to him without a second thought, stopping in front of him, and parrying the oncoming attacks however you could as Blue still seemed disoriented from the fall.

What you didn't take into account was how heavy it's attack would be now that it had the added weight of it's sheer size, you lightly hissed when it's fang bit into your left shoulder, almost dropping the weapon out of reflex, but you clenched your jaw, forcing your fingers to remain flexed into the sword hilt, then thrusting it into the spider's many eyes when it finally let go of you, it's bug juice overflowing into you and your wound, only making it sting more.

Barely a few seconds after you could see the monster disappearing, as Violet and Green each cut one side of the monster, the skulltula disappearing into a black matter quickly as you heaved a sigh, the five of you finally regrouping into the center of the clearing.

“Did I already say that I hate spiders? Because if not, now I do.” Violet said, clearly disheartened at the whole ordeal, to which you only nodded in agreement.

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🌟This Challenge (And Episode) Is SUPER🌟 - Total Drama Viewer Reacts to Disventure Camp Season 3 Episode 13 “Dis-Vengers”

TRIGGER WARNING: BLOOD & GORE

Okay, this italicized part is an EDIT after the reaction. I need to put up a trigger warning for this episode as a reason why I might not show as many images as usual.

I don't think it's as bad as it could've been, otherwise I think OddNation would get demonetized. But to be on the safe side, THIS EPISODE/THIS POST IS NOT FOR THE HEMOPHOBIC.

I WILL put a TW in the tags as well so they don't see the post. But in case your account doesn't have the filter for this sort of thing, HERE'S YOUR WARNING.

Told you all I was gonna make a Hamilton reference.

Anyway, last time, the non-villains were petty. They lost. Then they rose. And then they still lost.

So the moral of the story is that if you're being bullied, TOO BAD. YOU CAN'T GET RID OF THEM.

(That was a joke ^)

Anyway, let us begin with THE EPISODE WITH THE UNLUCKY NUMBER. Geez, that's a bad omen.

"Aiden and Jake almost died to a wolf."

WHICH YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT BY THE WAY.

What if they DIED? Or got so hurt they needed to go to the hospital? JUST SAYING.

I love how Yul is outcasted from the rest of these guys.

FUCK YUL. WHY THE FUCK IS HE STILL HERE?!?!?!

How much longer do I have to put up with him? Seriously? I'm scared he might actually have a shot at being a finalist.

Oh Oliver got shoved out of a plane. What's new?

*Gets Grammarly Ad*

OH THAT'S NEW.

Fuck you Grammarly. Go get shoved off a plane.

Oh, we're right back to Trevor crying... okay?

Do we need a continuation of this?

"I'm such an idiot!"

"We can agree on that."

DAMN NINA!

I forgot she was here. I keep forgetting she and her puppet master are in this season.

"What are you doing here?"

"Marcus saw you in the cameras."

STALKING?!

"Why does Marcus care about me?"

Hey there's a solution for you! GO DATE MARCUS!!

Trevor x Marcus all the way.

"He cares about everyone!"

I... I mean sure, there's nothing to DENY that, but also... I feel like I'm being told not shown.

"Now, why're you crying like a little bitch?"

DAMN. POP OFF PUPPET QUEEN.

Demon puppet queen.

Cause like, dude, you are currently engaging in conversation with and being downplayed by a SENTIENT PUPPET.

That's how you know you've lost it.

"What's with you two? Krystal's not even all that."

You spent a whole season with her, what?

"Oh wow, didn't saw that coming."

First off, grammar error. Fuck Grammary, but like, come on.

Second, I hope that was sarcasm.

Because if you're stalking Trevor crying on camera, then I have firm reason to believe you were also stalking their conservations where Trevor has confessed to having a crush on Derek.

Nina's sentient. She should know this already.

"And now here I am venting my problems to a puppet- I'M SO STUPID!"

At least he's aware. XD

But that aspect also makes this, like, the most engaging scene with the intern characters this whole season.

Which sadly is a low bar. Because concerning his problems, once again, the amount of "I don't give a fucks" I can give.

"Well this 'puppet' is done with this crybaby. I'm going to bed."

YO NINA IS SLAYING HERE?!

10/10

10/10 Nina moment.

She may be a demon who killed everyone that one time, but I can acknowledge a slay moment when I see one.

Oh damn. They're WASTED.

YOU DIDN'T EVEN EAT THE FOOD!!! HELLO?!?!?! I SEE THAT FOOD STILL ON THE TABLE IN THE CORNER!!!!

THAT LOOKS SO GOOD!!! EAT THE FOOD DAMMIT!!!

"Lasagna? So out of date for an actress like me. Champagne IS the new lasagna!"

Why'd you smash that? That was a perfectly good bottle.

Someone's gonna come by later and step on that glass.

"Maybe that's my intention, Golden."

NO RIYA!

Oh they look like they're having fun though.

THAT BOTTLE WASN'T THERE BEFORE.

Oh look at that.

Allyson has an apple. Of course she does.

"I love my apples so much. They reminds me of the electronics I've been on withdraw of. Anyone wanna have an apple?"

"Nah I'm good."

"WELL FUCK YOU JAKE YOU UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF SHIT-!!"

"CHILDREN! PLEASE! I'M TRYING TO READ A BEDTIME STORY HERE AND YOU'RE RUINING IT!!"

Also where did Connor get a book from?

"So Aiden's a shy pee-er, huh?"

Connor, respectfully, shut up.

"Shut up!"

XD

Yeah what he said.

Do you NOT go to a private area when you're-

I don't even want to think about it or talk about it.

"And that's-hic-how I lost the audition."

First off, her hiccups are cute sounding.

What audition? She's lost plenty, right? The whole reason she joined the show was because she was failing.

"How come we always talk about me?"

Oh?

"I mean I know I'm awesome, but come on."

"You Alec. I wanna hear about you."

Oh! Okay!

Riya actually wants to get to know him and be his friend!

I mean, hey, they're drunk, can't really use any acting techniques.

"How's your family?"

"SHUT OUT OF MY LIFE."

Come on, that's a bad one.

"Do you not trust me?"

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...

I mean, he has some proof why he shouldn't.

"I should have never come on this show."

Oh, Alec...

"I still think about them every night. I can barely sleep anymore."

Yeah...

That's why he's even doing all of this, because he's so lost and only sees himself as bad.

"Who?"

"Cheryl, my wife..."

Oh we got a name!

"My son, Daniel..."

We got two names!

"They were gone by the time I came back."

OH THAT'S INTERESTING.

He said in Season 1 he was going to divorce his wife himself.

But it sounds like they beat him to it and abandoned him. He didn't even get to state his case.

That's worse.

"After Season 1, I only communicated with Cheryl through her lawyer. She had been preparing to divorce me while I was competing... THAT BITCH!"

OH GOSH. IT IS WORSE.

Also, sorry Alec, no offense, you're doing great, but I can't stop looking at Riya's face being GENUINELY CONCERNED AND SORRY for him.

I wonder if Alec has some apathy disorder? Like a personality disorder? Cause there is a lot of evidence to that.

Like, he is unable to feel care and love towards others, and it sabotages the relationships he wants to have.

Is that a thing?

*looking it up*

Yeah, Schizoid Personality Disorder. That sounds about right. (Look it up if you don't know what I'm talking about)

This is my headcanon, anyway.

"I think you're had enough."

OH WOW RIYA BEING THE BIGGER PERSON HERE AND TRYING TO HELP.

She's not the worst friend? Hello?

"The divorce took everything! I lost my son, my job, and my passion for reading! I never even brought those damned books!"

Let it out man.

It's... it's not okay. But you know.

"I could have been a better father..."

You have a chance with Fiore I guess.

"A better husband..."

AIDEN GET OUT OF THE SHOT!!!

I DO NOT WANT TO WATCH AIDEN TAKE A PISS!!! THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!

YOU'RE RUINING THE SCENE!!!!

"I would give anything-ANYTHING-just to hold her hand one last time. You know what I'm talking about. Right, Riya?"

"...Uh... no."

But she might end up like that at the end of this season, we'll see.

"I still feel awful about Connor."

Awwwww

I knew it! I knew she felt guilty!!

"I remember the early days, when he was always there for me. He loved me even when I was nobody."

Awwwww

"Looks like we both can learn from our exes."

Exes? Riya and Connor weren't dating.

Maybe Connor had feelings? But Riya didn't feel the same about him.

They're more friends to me. A kindship type.

"Maybe one day, I'll find the one."

Oh I love that for her.

At the very end of all of it, all she wants is companionship in her sad little lonely life.

WHAT THE-!?

*chokes on breath*

OKAY. OKAY. I DIDN'T THINK HE WAS GONNA DO THAT.

UH... ALEC, WHAT THE FUCK?!??!

I know I said I shipped them, BUT I SAID THAT AS A JOKE THINKING IT WOULDN'T BE A THING!!

HOLY SHIT.

You miss your wife but you're hitting on Riya? Okay, sure.

Consent? Is there consent? I don't know.

OH MY GOD THERE IS!

WAIT SHE ACTUALLY DOES WANT HIM! OKAY!!

"Alec!"

"Did I... do something wrong?"

"No, it's just... we can't. I'm sorry."

Oh I get it. The game.

She doesn't want this to ruin the game for her.

Also Riya again being the reasonable one in this scene.

"No one can know about this!"

Why not?

You're on TV anyway. What's the stake of the campers knowing? You two still have all the power.

"Goodbye, Riya..."

Aww. I guess my previous thoughts on their dynamic weren't for nothing.

OH AND AIDEN SAW IT. OF COURSE HE DID.

So much for keeping it a secret.

"The kiss was... fine. But I can't do romance in this game. I'm here to win!"

Yeah. I get it.

*Gets Grammarly Ad*

AGAIN?!?!

FUCK YOU GRAMMARLY! GET OFF MY SCREEN!!!

"Should I tell Connor? This could destroy him!"

He's already over her, so...

Maybe he's upset Alec is into her and... "You told me to leave Riya behind because you were planning to take her yourself?" That sort of thing?

I can see him getting upset about that.

"Uh, what the hell are you wearing?"

"My swimsuit."

"And the finger."

"A-and there's nothing you can do about it!"

YES! FINALLY! TELL HIM!!

AWWWW GABBY HELPING?!?!?

Oh I love this already.

"And if you don't like it, maybe we should... break up."

THANK GOD!!!

THANK GOD I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS SINCE EPISODE ONE!

"Yeah sure, okay."

"I said okay. You win."

???

I thought you needed her to be convinced you are a thing so you had an advantage in the game...?

Fuck Yul.

"Look I'm happy for you and that lesbian behind the tree."

Oh he sees.

"THAT'S MISS LESBIAN TO YOU!!!"

"I can finally find a woman who can treat me well."

I hope you never do.

She did everything for you! AND YOU DESERVED NONE OF IT!

"And you? Well... this isn't exactly good for your image."

I, who exists, will say the opposite.

"Wait, no! I didn't mean we should break up-"

GRETT NO! YOU WERE DOING WELL!!

"Please! I'll do anything!"

DO YOU NOT SEE HE IS NOT WORTH A SHIT?!?!

IT'S COMICAL AND EXAGGERATED HOW ABUSIVE HE IS!!

Me too Gabby. Me too.

"So you'll stop bitching?"

"Yes, I'm yours forever and ever."

FUCKING HELL.

I hate this ship with a passion. I want it off my screen. Oh my god.

Grett has been flanderized to literally just be the abuse victim who can't get a clue.

"Now go get some fruit and get out of that disgusting outfit!"

The blood in my veins that are BOILING RIGHT NOW 😡

I FUCKING HATE THIS MAN!!! WHY IS HE STILL HERE?!?!?!?!!

I'M GONNA GET YOU A POISONED APPLE!!!

I'M ROOTING FOR THE POISONED APPLE!!!

"This woman..."

ME TOO GABBY.

"Fucking hell lady. I'LL DO IT MYSELF THEN! I'LL BREAK HIS LEGS!!!"

"I can't let Grett hang out with that vegan carpet muncher anymore."

I THOUGHT YOU WERE FINE WITH DUMPING HER-

Inconsistency in the character as well? Why am I not surprised?

He's not even interesting, he's just a douche for the sake of being a douche.

"I know what you did."

I-I don't think this is a good idea, Aiden.

"Depends on what you mean by that. I have done multiple showing in my time. You could be talking about my very existence for all I know.

"Huh. Whatever."

Oh wow. She didn't lash out.

"So you won't mind if I go tell everyone?"

No. Makes no difference if you think about it.

All it will do is hurt Connor's feelings. And if you think about it, that puts you in a better position because the opposing alliance's moral compass is gone.

And you throw Alec under the bus.

Sure that's shitty, but hey, she's a villain.

"Go ahead."

OH WOW SHE ACTUALLY HAS MY MINDSET.

"This could be the leverage we need to finally get the heroes back on top."

How? I feel like this will just destroy one of your members.

"That... little... BRAT!!!"

XD

Riya's version of SCREAMING IN A PILLOW.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

Shoot? You want to kill her?

"Do you feel like you like him?"

"I just want to enjoy the moment."

"Growing up, I never went on dates. I was just so focused on school, trying to impress my dad. I... I never had time for boys."

And this is why Krystal is the best of these host characters.

"You better treat her well!"

Oh damn. This man is her adopted dad right now.

Ah whatever, you know? Happy for Krystal. I support this ship.

IT'S VR!!!!

OH MY GOD IT'S VR!!!!!

YES!!!!!!

THEY BROUGHT THIS BACK! I'M SO HAPPY!!

And they're fully aware they're in VR this time. They're not being psychologically tortured into thinking they've been surviving a month in a zombie apocalypse.

"And one of the questions were in regards to what type of super power you would want."

OH!

OH I CAN ALREADY TELL THIS CHALLENGE IS GONNA BE GOOD.

Oh we get to see.

"I've always wanted to be a shapeshifter!"

YES QUEEN! THAT'S A GOOD ONE!

"Lord, give me strength!"

LAME.

Come on, strength is like, the most boring one you can come up with. At least flying can defy gravity and it's cooler to look at.

"Electricity, so I could charge up my phone and I can tase some annoying kids!"

Jay, Master of Lightning, is ashamed to share his power with you non-consentually.

"Super speed!"

Basic, but okay.

"Telekinesis."

OKAY THAT'S JUST BROKEN.

And would be a nightmare to control in real life. Everything you think about just moves?? Ow.

"Fire control, so I can literally burn my enemies to the ground."

HEY QUEEN 👑

She also has fiery colors on.

"Water bending."

Oh wow, opposites.

"Imagine all of the third world countries I could help out of a drought."

Aw, Grett is a hero?

"-and then post it on my Instagram!"

XD

No.

That is something Grett would do.

"Elasticity."

No. That's a nightmare educing one.

"My original Twitch tag was Elastagirl."

Of course it was.

"That's a dumb question. Next."

Oh-

Wait what?

"Wait, so what's my quirk? Do I not get one?"

"Uh, they're called powers, and you decided to me a smart aleck, so no powers for you!"

OH!

😂

OH YOU ARE FUCKED, MAN!!

That's hilarious.

Watch Alec win this. Despite having no powers.

Okay, I get these challenge rules.

"You can also take each other out as you so desire."

Can I watch Yul die then?

I MEAN THEY HAVE PERMISSION NOW!

"Any questions?"

"What's VR?"

BRUH.

Alright, Connor's disqualified.

LET'S GO!!!

*Gets Hankook Tire Ad*

DAMMIT! IT TOOK ME INTO AN AD! NOOO!!!

What is that color palette?

I don't like that on her, I'm gonna be honest.

OH MY GOD THAT'S HORRIFYING!!!

Am I the only one who thinks elasticity as a power feels like something out of a horror movie?

That design's even more ugly.

Why would you make grey his primary?

OH DAMMIT WHY DOES YUL GET ONE THAT ACTUALY LOOKS GOOD?!

OOH OKAY GRETT!!!👑

Bit generic, but well done Aiden.

OH MY GOOOOOODDDD!!!!

❤️👑

I'm in love.

I'M IN LOVE WITH THIS OUTFIT. OH MY GOSH!!

The fire shoulders with the dark reds on the limbs? I LOVE IT.

OH MY GOSH GABBY ALSO LOOKS GOOD!

Purple looks good on her. Who would've thought?

"Wish we could trade powers. Must be nice flying everywhere."

You can fly with fire.

"I WANT TO STAY HERE FOREVER!!!!"

YAAAAAYYYY!!!!

I love Gabby so much. She's just so delightful.

"Find the villains. We need to remove all heroes from the challenge, so they can't win immunity."

Yep. Sounds like a plan.

"Wait, you mean we-"

"Burn them? Maul them? I don't give a fuck, as long as they're dead."

XD

Riya already gets the game.

AND IT'S VR. COME ON. YOU'RE NOT ACTUALLY KILLING THEM.

And Gabby wanted to kill them before she even knew about the VR, so...

YEAH SHE NODDED XD

"SAY NO MORE! I'LL DO IT!!"

I was worried for a minute there she'd be out of character and go "bUt i DoN't WaNt To KiLl AnYoNe!"

But no. She's on board. She's not above aggression.

Oh hi Alec.

Alec has NOTHING XD

He's so fucked. Oh my god. He's a sitting duck. XD

"I haven't seen anyone in hours!"

You showed up like a couple minutes ago, what?

"Listen, Riya, about that kiss-"

"Let's not talk about it. We were drunk, and we did something stupid. That's all."

Fair enough.

"Just to be clear, I don't have feelings for you."

"Oh. Alright. Same here..."

Why does Alec sound disapointed?

Why did Riya return the kiss then? Unless she's just desolate or something.

"Aiden was spying on us."

"Oh no, please don't tell me Connor knows about this!"

He probably does at this point.

WHAT IS THAT DESIGN?!

Okay, it's fine, but like... why does he have that chin piece? That's ugly. That's ruining the whole look.

Wow. Jake is terrible at this. When he probably has THE MOST OVERPOWERED ABILITY HERE.

You give the character who thinks with his head THE LEAST, the power to control things with his mind.

I see what you writers did here.

"You're welcome."

Oh hi Aiden.

BANANA 🍌

Allyson comes around the corner screaming, "BANANAS?!?! HOW DARE YOU! WHAT ABOUT MY APPLES YOU BASTARDS?!?!?! MYYYYYYY APPLLLEEEEEESSSSS!!!!!"

How are you gonna kill with speed anyway? Gabby can turn into a predator NO NOT THAT KIND OF PREDATOR. Riya can burn shit. Jake can slam things and crush you. What is speed gonna do as an offense? Run on you???

"Wanna see me run to that big rock?"

"And ditch me?"

"Wanna see me do it again?"

What?

*Rewinds*

Okay. A point where lazy animation is explained by the story why that looks the way it does. Props.

"The villains are probably gonna try to kill us before any of us reach the volcano."

LITERALLY.

NOW IT'S ACTUALLY LITERAL.

"I'm not Quicksilver, but I'll give it a shot!"

Crashes into something immediately.

Yep.

XD

Freaking called that.

"Well, guess you gotta train more."

Bitch, you can't even ACTIVATE your powers! You have no room to talk!

"I missed the lifting people class."

"Guess you gotta train more."

XD

Okay that's good.

OH MY GOD THAT LOOKS HORRIFIC STILL.

OH MY GOD I HATE HER POWERS.

"This doesn't hurt, does it?"

"No. It's like I'm made of bubble gum."

Yeah cause she's basically rubber.

"I dreamed of owning this VR tech ever since I saw the Season 1 cast playing it!"

REALLY.

YOU ENJOYED WATCHING THEM SUFFER IN A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE THINKING IT WAS REAL?!?!

People on TV are getting traumatized and brutally murdered, watching their loved ones die one by one, with no idea it's even fake. They think it's real. They think they're gonna die at any minute. Even today, most of them still have PTSD and are seeing therapy-

"I WANNA JOIN ON THE FUN!!!"

"Maybe we can rest here for a bit."

Rest? You're in VR. You have superpowers. Bro.

*Gets Old Spice Ad*

Okay that's just insulting Connor.

"I need to rest so I can put on my OLD SPICE!!!"

"So how have you been getting with your abilities?"

He can lift shit.

That's it.

It's lame.

"How do you think the guys at your company feel watching this?"

Is that supposed to be a peer pressure statement?

That's not your business.

"You think they'd want their boss to be scared of a little video game?"

Ever heard of his employee named Nunya?

OH WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT. COMING IN THIS CAVE WAS A MISTAKE. I TOLD YOU!

He didn't lift that. He punched that.

"Aiden, is everything okay?"

"Why?"

Yeah, Jake genuinely showing concern for him.

"I... saw something last night."

Oh he's gonna tell him.

"What am I doing telling you?! You're terrible with secrets!"

Uh...

I was gonna argue, but yeah.

"I saw Riya and Alec kiss."

"They're both evil and attractive. Of course they're gonna kiss."

XD

He's not surprised XD

Alec's not really that attractive though... or maybe it's my lesbian brain talking there.

"Connor might freak if he finds out."

"Isn't he over Riya?"

Yes and no.

Think of it like this. Someone you thought was your friend give you sage advice to leave your partner because they're abusive to you, but then behind your back, that someone goes and hits on them behind your back? That's the betrayal there. Regardless if he's over her or not.

OH.

OH SPEAKING OF THE QUEEN.

YOU GUYS ARE DEAD.

OH THAT'S A GOOD SHOT!!!!

"She burns things, right?"

JAKE.

JAKE.

COME ON MAN.

CLIP SAID SHE HAS FIRE POWERS. BLASTS YOU WITH FIRE. IS SURROUNDED BY FIRE. HER DESIGN IS FIRE.

"DO YOU THINK SHE'S FIRE POWERED? I CAN'T TELL!"

I love you. BUT YOU ARE A DUMBASS.

AND HE'S THE ONE WITH THE MIND POWERS TOO!!

"EVERY THOUGHT IN YOUR MIND IS DUMB."

YOU BOYS ARE FUCKING DEAD.

Oh Aiden's gone XD

"Better him than me! BYE JAKE!"

"Wait what-?" *Dies*

OWW!!! YEAH THAT HURTS!

Okay I'm loving this fight.

"For my next showing, I will be hosting a super hero grill out with the finest meats to share with all my villains! AND THE MEAT WILL BE YOU!!"

NO RIYA AT LEAST SEASON IT!!

OH MY GOD XD

"THE FUCK?! I'VE BEEN DEFEATED BY BANANAS?!?!? YOU CAN'T EVEN COOK THAT!!!"

Also why is one banana not filled? *Look closer in the screenshot if you don't see it*

You can't hide from me. I saw that.

"Take my potassium bombs of fury!"

Bro. You could've done alliteration. 🍌BANANA BOMBS.🍌 COME ON!

OH AND HERE'S ALEC.

DAMN THAT WAS A ROCK TO THE HEAD. HE'S DEAD.

"Prepare to die."

He said that so monotoned XD

😲

BITCH WHAT THE FUCK-?!?!

OKAY THAT CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD!!! WHAT THE FUCK!?!??!?!?!

"Uh.. Aiden... did you just-?!"

HE JUST KILLED A MAN!!!

WHAT I SAY BEFORE? "HOW IS SPEED OFFENSIVE?!" AND AIDEN GETS THE FIRST KILL?!

Boy is traumatized.

Sounds like a Boys reference.

Oh. Fire removes blood. Sure.

XD

SHE'S ON A MOUNTAIN OF BANANAS!! XD

"MY NEXT SHOWING IS ME AND MY ARMY OF BANANAS!!! SHIELD ME POTTASSIUM!!!"

THEY'RE DEAD. SHE HAS THEM SURROUNDED.

"Jake, try to lift her into the fire!"

"I told you, I can't lift people!"

YOU HAVE THE MOST OP ABILITY AND YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO USE IT!

COOL HEAD MAN. COOL HEAD.

I know you're surrounded by fire. But you know what I mean.

OH.

OH NO QUEEN!!!

THE QUEEN IS DOWN!!!

HOLY SHIT THEY BEAT HER.

"I couldn't lift her, but I made her a tomb."

Smart AND sweet of you.

"Rest in pieces, asshole."

"Amen."

"Aw, thank you for the blessings. I shall rest in bananas." 🍌

She died a banana queen. 🍌👑

Where did Yul and Grett come from?

Kill Yul. Please.

I had to watch Riya die. Watching Yul die too is only fair.

Okay. Strangle him. I like that.

GRETT FUCK OFF! LET HIM HAVE THE KILL!!!

OH MY GOD!!!

THAT'S HORRIBLE!!!!!

YUL FUCK YOU!!!

Though shouldn't Allyson be immune to this cause she's elastic???

Aaaaaaaannnnddd I told you Connor's powers sucked.

OKAY THAT EYE TRANSITION WAS REALLY COOL!

Is Allyson dead?

AGAIN, SHOULDN'T ALLYSON BE IMMUNE TO THE ELECTRICITY BECAUSE THEY ESTABLISHED SHE'S ELASTIC AND THEREFORE SHOULD BE A LIVING EMBODIMENT OF AN INSULATOR????

JUST SAYING.

If they, say, shocked Connor and snake bit Allyson, switched the two kill methods, that'd make more sense.

Oh so five of them made it.

"Hold off on killing each other while I explain."

MIND CONTROLS YUL OFF THE CLIFF.

"Now we're even!"

"I thought every superhero needs a CGI monster to fight."

Oh really?

...actually that's kinda accurate.

"So meet Ned!"

Oh he has a name?

Is that just Riya as a monster? He rose from the lava.

"SEE EVEN IN DEATH, IT WON'T STOP ME! FOR MY NEXT SHOWING, I BECOME REINCARNTED AS A LAVA MONSTER!! TO SMITE YOU ALL AS REVENGE!!!!!"

Every villain gets a monster transformation. So proud of her.

"NOW YOU SHALL DEAL WITH ME OL PRINCE! AND ALL THE POWERS OF HELL!!!!"

"Disvengers... assemble!"

Nice reference, but it's wildly inappropriate for these guys.

"I propose a temporary truce."

They're gonna throw you off the cliff.

"I'll get him easy!"

I hope you fail and die.

XD

IT DOES NOTHING.

Predicting Yul's Torture Counter: 6

Ned Not Riya is like "Really bitch?"

WHAT WAS THAT ROAR?!?!? THAT SOUNDED LIKE A DYING CAT!!

"The water is working!"

Idk how.

"HAVE A DRINK MOTHERFUCKER!!"

"With Grett distracted on the monster, I can finally draw boundaries with Gabby."

Why would you want to do that? Gabby is on your team.

The hell are you trying to do?

"How is a monster this size managing to stand on this volcano?"

It's VR logic.

OH WAIT NO IT BREAKING IT.

"Yo butch lover!"

"Grett is distracted so she won't see me deal with Gabby." SCREAMS BUTCH LOVER.

"I'm gonna say this once. Stay away from Grett."

"...no."

Your motives are all over the place. You hate her, you want her gone and are fine with it when she threatens to leave, but now you're possessive? What?

"If you spread any kind of agenda to Grett about me, I'll make you regret the day you were born, so back off!"

Grett a few feet away from them. "I CAN HEAR YOU!!"

"Make me."

KILL HIM GABBY.

Uh, move. MOVE. MOVE.

How the hell did you not get hit?

Oh that was pathetic Gabby. Come on.

"Yul! What are you doing?!"

YEAH SHE CAN SEE ALL OF THIS SHIT.

"Just focus on the monster bitch!"

BITCH, she has another hand.

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

NO NOT THIS AGAIN!!!!

STOP IT!!!!! LEAVE HER ALONE!!!!!!

YUL I FUCKING HATE YOU!!! STOP IT!!!!

GRETT DO SOMETHING!!!

AIDEN AND JAKE GOT THE MONSTER, JUST DO SOMETHING!!!

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLPPPPPP!!!!!!"

*Gets Grammarly Ad*

HELP ME!!!!! HEEEELLLP!!!

OH FUCK YOU GRAMMARLY! YOU RUINED THE SCENE!!

*I rewinded ten seconds*

"LEAVE HER ALONE!!"

YESS!!! GRETT!!!!! GET HIM!!!!

OH MY GOD IS THE MONSTER COMING?!?!?!

MURDER HIS ASS. MURDER HIS ASS. MURDER HIS ASS. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!!

"Oh crap!"

I would say "Why are you just standing there?"

But also, "Nah. Let the monster have him."

"What the hell was that?!"

"My resignation letter."

😭👏

THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU GOD!!!!

THANK YOU FOR HAVING GRETT FINALLY GET OVER IT!!!

"We agreed you would listen to me!"

"There's no 'we' anymore."

YESS!!!!

"Is this your pathetic attempt at defeating me?"

Gets murdered by the monster.

PLEASE.

"Nope. But this is."

KILL HIM. KILL HIM!!

KILL HIM!!!!

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!!

🤣👏

YESS!!!!! YEESSSSSS!!!!!

I GET TO WATCH YUL DIE!!!!!

THANK YOU!!!!!! 😭🙏

Yes, hitman? I have a target for you. I want this fire crop top man DEAD.🔫

There's no gun emoji. Only a water gun.

Sure, kill him with a water gun. I don't care how you do it. MAKE IT HAPPEN!!!

IT ACTUALLY CAME TRUE!! NED WAS MY HITMAN!!! (Now the hot colors he has make a lot more sense)

AND WATER WAS INVOLVED!!!

Also:

Predicting Yul's Torture Counter: 7

Thank god.

What could be better than this? Eliminating him.

"Oh Grett... you saved me."

I know right? You'd never think she would from their previous relationship.

"The volcano! It's collapsing!!"

OH YEAH.

Yeah maybe you shouldn't have buried Riya. Now she has the fire control over the lava. She's gonna get her revenge.

"IIIIIIIIIII SHALL HAVE MY REVEEEEEENNNGEEEE!!!! IIIIIII WILL BURN YOU ALL ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVVVVEEEEEEE!!!!!"

NO RIYA!!!!!

OH NO THEY'RE ALL DEAD!!!

GABBY?!?!?

JAKE?!??!

ANYONE?!??!!

OH GOD!!!!!

JAKE!!!! LIFT THEM!! BUILD UP TO THIS?!?!?!

JAKE?!??!

YES!!! JAKE!!!!!

👏

OH THE BUILD UP TO THIS?!??!?!

ACTUAL PEAK?!??!?!?

Even though the peak is on the ground at the moment. LITERALLY.

"I... guess I did it!!"

I'm so proud of you my boy.

"And with that, Aiden and Jake are the ones to beat the monster and win this challenge!"

OH SHIT GABBY AND GRETT ARE DEAD.

I get they're villains. Still. Kind of shitty of you Jake.

"I never though I'd say this, but... we make a great team."

I know, right?! You finally get along and work together!

Oh dammit, Yul's alive....

Ah well. I had my fun.

"Look, I thought about it, and... I'm willing to give you one last chance, but you have to apologize and stop hanging around Gabby."

HELL NO.

I HOPE THEY ELIMINATE YOU.

"I regret everything, Yul! I regret every meeting you, I regret ever joining this show again, hoping it would be different! I hoped I would have someone who finally saw the good side of me, but clearly I was asking for too much! You're a narcissistic, misogynistic pig!"

YES! YES TO ALL OF THAT!!!

Oh my god I feel so bad for you Grett... ❤️

You deserved SO MUCH BETTER in this season.

Also shoutout to her VA. That line delivery hit me right in the heart.

"And I can't wait for this to air because everyone will know what a prick you've been all season and your career will be over!"

AND I LOVE THAT!

Yeah you didn't think that through, did you bitch?!

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry! Is that what you want to hear?"

NOPE. TOO LATE.

IT'S TOO LATE FOR AN APOLOGY.

"Yeah, and take your mild abs with you!"

XD

I love Gabby.

Live laugh love Gabby.

"These losers think they can get rid of me?!"

I HOPE THEY DO.

THAT WOULD MAKE THIS EPISODE PEAK IF THEY ELIMINATE YUL.

"I worked so hard to keep this villains alliance together, and it all blew up today."

Yeah. The non-villains didn't have to do anything.

The threat was Yul all along.

*Gets Pie Adblock ad*

Why the fuck am I getting so many ads?

Is this to mock me cause I've gotten the Grammarly Ad how many times?

Please. PLEASE LET IT BE YUL!!!

IT'S BEEN THIRTEEN EPISODES!! I WANT HIM GONE!!!!!

PLEASE!!!! 🙏

'YUL'

*audible gasp*

OH MY GOD.

'CONNOR'

CONNOR HASN'T BEEN BACK LONG ENOUGH.

THIS IS IT!!!

'CONNOR'

OH MY GOD!!!

'YUL'

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!

'CONNOR'

IT'S HAPPENING!!!!

'YUL'

OH MY GOD IT'S HAPPENNG!!!

'YUL'

😭🙏

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

😭🙏

*tears and laughs of utter JOY*

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

😂👏

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

HE'S GONE!!!!

HE'S FINALLY GONE!!!!!!

OH MY GOD YES!!! YEESS!!!!

ABOUT FUCKING TIME! GOD I HATED HIS CHARACTER SO MUCH!!

(As though that was any secret)

Happy endings. Happy endings to everyone here.

I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY AND SATISFIED WITH AN ELIMINATION SINCE HEATHER FROM TDI.

🎵"NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED!"🎵

Okay I gotta calm down, I gotta calm down.

Thank god. THANK GOD.

"Ugh, I fucking knew it!"

FUCK YEAH! GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU FUCKING PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT!!

"You did this to yourself Yul."

Absolutely.

"Any last words, loser?"

GABBY FLIPPED TOO. SHE FLIPPED.

SHE CAUSED ALL OF THIS!

"Alec, you're an insufferable nerd."

Oh great, here we go...

"Riya, I've seen adult videos with better acting."

FUCK YOU.

"Connor, you're old."

FUCK YOU TIMES TWO.

"Aiden, you're a twink."

FUCK YOU TIMES THREE.

"Jake, you're a twink part two!"

😂

...okay that one was good.

"Ally, I left some of those hate comments."

GEE THAT WOULD'VE BEEN NICE TO KNOW!!

"Gabby, fuck you bitch!"

FUCK YOU TOO BITCH.

"And finally, Grett... I'm going to personally make sure that you do not win these three million dollars! You'll be hearing from my lawyers!"

Wow. Such an empty threat. So sad. /s

The bus is over there.

"At least you made the merge this time."

😂

GOT HIM!!! RIGHT WHERE IT HURTS!!!

😂

The fucking finger.

"Aww, right back at you darling!"

😂😂👏

THAT'S AWESOME!!!!

*Finger*

You know what? Me too. *Finger*

Everyone give Yul the finger. Line up. Single file.

"After all this time, I never knew that I needed someone like Gabby. I treated her like absolute shit and yet... she was there for me. I think I finally found a real friend."

❤️

BLESS.

BOTH OF YOU DESERVE HAPPINESS IN YOUR LIVES!!!

"Maybe I can tell everyone about the kiss between Riya and Alec. That might be what completely sets off that villains alliance and destroys it once and for all!"

I highly doubt that. I think the opposite is what's gonna happen. But sure.

OH MY GOD...

I feel... GOOD.

I felt so good after watching this.

This might actually be, no joke, one of my favorite episodes of this entire show.

If not my favorite, definately in the top three.

Everyone was utilized. Everyone had some sort of moment.

We saw human sides to the villain characters that was actually interesting.

It was paced really well.

The animation was the prettiest it's ever been.

The intern sublot that I don't care about overall had its best scenes.

Allyson was actually tolerable in this episode.

Jake and Aiden getting payoff to their dynamic thus far.

The build up to that moment where Jake saves both of them was so well handled.

The challenge was so unique and so much fun from start to end.

Grett finally stands up for herself and has her best moment in this season thus far.

AND I get to watch Yul die in VR?

AND we get Yul eliminated??

That elimination alone is going in the Top 10 most satisfying eliminations.

YEAH. I LOVED THIS. THIS WAS A REALLY GOOD EPISODE.

Even if none of those other stuff were true, I'd still love it cause Yul is gone after thirteen episodes. Was it worth it? Honestly, yeah.

I mean I've made it zero secret that Yul is, by far, my least favorite character of this entire show.

You can see this post where I do explain why (Go to the end)

He was just a mouth of slurs and not much else. Doesn't help that his 'arc' is him saying that's all there is to him. And he was responsible for my girl Grett's derailment. And there's no backstory to explain it either.

It's just a sore thumb when you have all these other complicated interesting characters in the season, and then you have this one guy who is just so comically hateable.

Yeah I'm so happy he's gone and I don't have to deal with him anymore.

AND YUL GETS NO MONEY!!! YAY!!!! THERE'S NO WAY FOR HIM TO GET ANYTHING ANYMORE!!!!

Also, I will say, despite all of this and my extreme hatred towards the CHARACTER, ZERO OF IT IS TARGETED TOWARDS THE VA.

He did so much better in this season than in Season 2, probably because of better direction. He absolutely nailed this role as the whiny non-aware abuser. There was so much more range and energy in his voice than in Season 2 that honestly did make me tolerate him a BIT more than I would've otherwise. Massive props.

I hate your character, but you did a really good job making me hate him in intentional ways.

I don't know where Grett goes from here though. Her story is kinda... over? Maybe it's not, but I feel like they did what her arc was, standing up to her boyfriend. Gabby is my winner pick and a major player in this game. Even if Grett goes, she's still gonna have stuff to do.

Yeah. This was peak. I don't know what else to say. Things are looking up.