#also i dont feel like pulling up the scene to confirm or not but i think he put a bowl half full of milk upright in the dishwasher

[7roaches]

i think all he knows how to make is bowl of cereals & even that he burns sometimes

[cutemeat]

@nightcrawlerzincorporated Exactly the point i was making with this post thank u 🥹💛

Season 6 // Season 16

[eddieandbird]

okay so a quickie with eddie before a hellfire meeting, can be fingered with a nipple play you know? reader maybe was just helping eddie organize the table for the rpg (I dont know anything about D&D) or something but she was just so needy for him and he just wants to make his girl feel good and get her all relaxed and soft

Also, I really wish if after everything you could make him clean her with that tissue he always has in his jeans pocket, because his girl made a mess (skirt up, panties to the side) so just him cleaning her and her her thighs, putting her panties in his pocket for later

also an observation for his rings, like the cold metals touching her (inside her??)

Take your time! Love u xo 😚

i love you! hope you enjoy this one babe -bird

Stay Here—

You’re distracting Eddie as he preps for a Hellfire Club meeting

tags/warnings: smut | 1.9k words | f!reader | fingering | praise/pet names | softdom!eddie?

———

Eddie sounded like a madman, muttering to the papers before him. He was knee-deep in planning Hellfire’s next campaign, hunched over on his throne. He looked like he was about to rip every hair out of his head over getting the details just right.

You, on the other hand, looked like the complete opposite. With a tiny elf figurine in one hand and a thin brush in the other, you sat on the club table facing Eddie without a care in the world. Your tongue peaked out of your plump lips as you concentrated on the craft.

You didn’t notice the way your legs kicking beside his arm, but Eddie certainly did. He was already struggling to get words from his brain to the paper and the light shaking of his workspace made it worse.

“Sweetheart,” Your attention was pulled by him as he gripped your thigh. “C’mon, I’m working,”

With your tools still in hand, you raised your arms defensively. “Sorry,”

“It’s alright baby,” He sighed and gave an affectionate smack to your leg.

It didn’t go unnoticed that Eddie kept his hand there. The skin beneath his fingers felt hot, especially around the cool metal of his rings. Your eyes began flicking back and forth from the elf to your lap. With pursed lips, you pressed your legs together and tried to shake off the more unsavory thoughts that were brewing in your mind.

He felt his fingers get pinched in your soft flesh and journeyed them upward. When you inspected the sudden movement, your heart skipped a beat. To your disappointment, Eddie appeared to be still in the throws of his writing.

“Everything alright, honey?”

“Yeah, just trying to get this next scene down,” Eddie’s monotone response confirmed your observations.

“Sounds good,”

You adjusted your posture then rolled your shoulders back. On one hand, you were thankful that he seemed oblivious to your thoughts, on the other, you couldn’t wait until he was finished so he could touch you properly. His touch was vexing you and little did you know, you were vexing him right back.

Eddie's attention kept getting stolen by the subtle ways you fidgeted beside him. He bit his pen, his focus slowly wavering from his papers. He couldn't help but notice how your eyes flicked back and forth, and how your chest heaved as you tried to regulate your breathing.

“You okay, baby?” Eddie's voice was low, a hint of a smirk in between his lips.

You stopped breathing for a moment as he asked that. “Yeah, I’m good,”

You wore a convincing smile as you leaned forward and placed a kiss on his forehead. When you dipped down, he received a glimpse of your chest beneath your loose-fitting blouse. He gulped and blinked rapidly, the tie holding him to his writing was being pulled thin.

He could see how the flesh of your chest was pushed by the cloth and how the material seemed so close to exposing you to him. His mouth went dry, his fingers gripping your thigh a bit harder. He was struggling to keep his composure. He wanted you to come closer, to sit on his lap, but he refused to let his work go unfinished.

You mustered the strength to discreetly scoot across the table a few inches, just enough to free yourself from his grip. You repeated in your mind that he was busy and he needed you to not meddle in his creative process. Despite your earnest effort to behave, the absence of your thigh in his hand seemed to bother him even more. He knew the feeling of your skin was tugging him further away from his goal and he still didn’t want you to move away from him.

“Where do you think you’re going, princess?” Eddie cleared his throat. “Stay here, I need you,”

“Eddie, I-” You tried to protest, but really what were you going to say? You craved him and certainly didn’t want him to stop touching you.

Eddie knew you were a source of distraction, but his possessiveness demanded your presence.

“Did I say you could move?” Even if he was working, he knew he needed you by his side, to have you close to him. To feel your legs underneath his fingers and the warmth of your body beside his. He wanted nothing more than to pull you into his lap and have you all to himself, but he wouldn't give in to his desires just yet.

“I’m not going anywhere, I just-” You paused as Eddie dug his rings into your flesh.

“Then stay here,” His demand interrupted you.

He pulled you by your thigh, forcing your clamped legs open. Wide eyes and slightly parted lips adorned your face as he positioned you how he wanted.

“Be a good girl and let me write this last part,” Once again, Eddie’s fingers scattered on the skin of your thigh. A soft gasp escaped you as you felt his middle fingers settle on the thin fabric of your panties. “No moving, no noises. If you can do that for me, I’ll be sure to take care of this,” his voice dropped an octave as he swiped over your aching center.

The subtle touches and the commanding tone of his voice made your cheeks burn, and the feeling of being pressed against him made you throb between your legs. You knew you couldn’t deny him anything, and you didn’t want to, even if he was contradicting himself. All you wanted was him and his touch, and he knew that he was making you wait for it.

“I’ll be a good girl, Eddie.” You said barely above a whisper

As promised, you stayed put as he continued writing with one hand, the other one toying with your eager body.

“I know you will, sweetheart,”

To Eddie’s surprise, teasing you with his free hand was what he needed to flesh out the final details of his campaign. The motivation of having your body as his prize after he finished his task and the repetitive movement on your skin was enough for him.

And there you were, crumbling underneath the physical attention. Short bursts of breath came through your nostrils as you choked back moans.

The simple feeling of his fingers tracing the material of your panties was making your body shiver. You wanted desperately to moan, to beg, to ask for more, but you couldn’t. It would only make Eddie do the opposite.

As if he read your mind, he looked at you and smirked devilishly. “You’re doing so good for me baby, I’m almost done. Just a bit more and I’ll give you what you want, okay?”

“Okay,” You answered holding your breath. A quiet “Hmph,” escaped you as he pressed firmly into you. He could feel through the cotton barrier your wetness growing, your heartbeat pulsating against his touch.

“What was that, princess?” He raised a brow.

Your breath hitched and you shook your head furiously in response, denying the sound you made.

“That’s what I thought,”

He traced the elastic of your panties, pulling at it quickly to make a satisfying snap.

Eddie found himself enamored with every one of your reactions. The way you shivered, how you held your breath, how your body jerked when he toyed with you. Your tiny gasps of air were music to his ears and the feeling of your thighs tense under him made his jeans feel tight.

With a sly smile, Eddie slid his hand down the front of your panties, running his index finger along your entrance. The slick wetness around your pussy was almost sinful. “Such a good girl, staying quiet for me…”

He wore a fond smile as he teased you, sliding his digits around your swollen clit. “Hey, princess?” He broke the tense quietness with lifted brows.

“Mhm?”

“I was done writing a few minutes ago,” He gave a low, evil chuckle. You were about to give a complaint, but before you could speak, he hooked a thumb into your panties and slid it away from your entrance. With no hesitation, he then sank his two middle fingers into you causing you to lurch forward.

Your eyes slammed shut as you let out a stifled whine. Eddie’s sudden movement took you by surprise but it was exactly what you were begging for. His fingers were already filling you up, rubbing against your walls with perfect rhythm.

“But- But you said you-” You couldn’t find the words to speak.

“Sorry, sweetheart. You are too adorable when you’re all needy like this,” Eddie shot up from his throne and shortened the distance between you two. He had every intention to keep touching you, but he needed to remove them for a moment to roll your underwear off of your legs. You were too much in a daze to notice that he tucked it away in the pocket of his vest.

It happened in a blur and before you knew it, Eddie’s hands returned, gently parting your folds. It was his favorite thing, watching you hungrily as he explored your sex. You sat back, propped up by one arm, the other covering your mouth.

“Jesus Christ, baby, you are so damn wet for me,” He growled.

Every single touch of his made you twitch and shiver, your body aching for more of him. You felt so desperate and eager, so ready to surrender yourself to the whims of him. You opened your mouth to speak, but only a strangled gasp came out.

“I- Eddie, I-” You tried to form a sentence in your mind, but your thoughts were a blur. He was back to pumping his thick fingers into your greedy core, your juices seeping through the gaps around his rings.

Eddie’s devious laugh returned, showing the amusement he received from watching you. “You don’t have to say anything, sweetheart. Just relax and let me make you feel good,”

Your head tilted backward as he filled you. His expression showed pure ecstasy, his pupils dilated with the vision of you taking stroke after stroke of his hand. The way your center practically poured out love for him and covered his fingers only encouraged him to not stop until you reached your climax.

“Such a pretty little mess…” He muttered.

The way Eddie looked at you was almost hypnotizing. His eyes burned into yours with pure desire and hunger, his body drawn to your own. He could see your face contorting with pleasure, the moans that escaped through your covered mouth, and your chest rising and falling as you felt the pleasure building inside of you.

He leaned towards you, lips almost brushing against your ear. "That's it, just let go for me, baby. Let me watch you come undone."

You couldn’t reply. Your response was a string of high-pitched moans that were stifled into your hand as you bit down on your fingers. Eddie’s soft, dark eyes were filled with admiration as you had a shuddering orgasm by his doing. His wicked smile widened as he slowly pulled his hand out revealing a sticky trail leaking out of you. You were left flushed as he was glowing with pride. He whipped out his infamous handkerchief from his pocket and softly wiped up your essence that had been spread across your thighs.

You were still catching your breath as Eddie smirked at you. His hand was covered in the evidence of your climax while you tried to regain a sense of your surroundings. When you met his gaze, he beamed at you once more.

“Go ahead and get yourself cleaned up now, sweetheart. Hellfire starts in thirty,”

[istherewifiinhell]

scheduled hopefully for appropriate insanity causing hours

304 cant believe everyone in gin.tama just lives like this. the. speech convictions dramatic childhood flashbacks promises lifestyle. not just for main characters i guess (is this guy the shogun.....)

yay yay yippppppe the guys. yay ayay yippeee flashbacks. DONT DIE.

kaaaaaaruga. always suspected. if i understood her more id be obsessed. Confirmed. 2 second in pulling that. i was waiting for ur weakness bullshit. BEAT UP UR OLDER BROTHER. (<- comma. gay? ) kagura born on this planet.... half a second of taka.gin grappling could sustain me for a life time (gin puts his hands on him to throw him) hey fellas i know this is the Sword Penis show but have u considered going at it meg.op. style. for me?

omg baby flashback leftest infighting. sugi ur not the most oppressed person in the world u know. well u would say that scholarship baby zura. diddddddd they shape each others ideologies like that. where they reading theory together as shitty little kids -> well prob not this show but lets indulge

oh right gin former. ghost eating thing. showing up to the school yard beef with a real sword.

HI SHOU.YOU. HI. his little pogchamps

loveeee how they do the blood in this show looks like velvet, alll dark shimmery. also the editing. wooooo.

bushido speech. this shit is cool actually. also leon.ardo the ninja turtle would love it (03)

zura giving him fooooood oh no. little. verbal redirects of kindness transparency

NOOOO SUGI beats gin for the first time clip NO NONO SUGI LAUGHING SLOW MO CLIP (already tearing up)

ahhhh the position of the school and the attitudes of the backgrounder kids actually very affecting and interesting isnt it.... shou.youuuuuuuu the man(thing) that u are....

ep. 305

theeeeee babies. the babies.... the babiest guys. so so charmedddd by them charmeddd again by how. unexpected? maybe. sugi and zura stick together.... the remainers..... kidtoki why are uuuu such a perfectly cromulent. thing. little. video game character ass look. perfect. shitty cool affect. wanna pinch his little cheeks 10/10 letting this kid be the leader of the playground gang.

shou.youuuuuu shou.youuuuuu. such a. believably. man with his complexities but hes being around children so (friendly voice) 'thats right. what do you think' sooooo. yeah immediately believes 100 thousand percent he means everything he says so truly yeah i probably would get. horrible weird trauma give the givens too

THROW THE SWORDS AWAY YAYYYYYY. flashback. ohhhhhhh sugi. i little. weird bitch (said in. desperate scrambling fondness. i love the things that are wrong with him)

gin boots are so hot...

SOMEONE INTIMATE TO CUT AND CURSE!!!!!!! ohhhhh babes (what could i possible say abt it that hasnt been said) well i hope they fuck themselves to death about it

fightscene styles gt vs tf <- place holder i left for myself. that will be extricated to a diff post.

gin scrambling in the blood and dirt under all the promises he has given his loved one. YES BABE. thats exactly what ur supposed to be going

ohhhhhh godddddddd the fucking beheading scene back to back from both of their perspectives oh jesus fuck oh hell. im going to. cut and curse at someone else. i guess. THANKS HIM. THANKS HIM FOR IT. (crying) cool. thats normal. i feel normal about the man (shou.you)(gin)

what the fuck. oboro real? thats fucked up. THATS WHO TAKES THE EYE? (knew this techincally) WHO THE FUCK IS OBORO. (am seeing him) why is he a grown ass man i thought he was a kicked dog of a boy.

SUGI. SUGI YOU DUMB BITCH (loves him)(loves intractable positions)(loves the emotional incommunicability of reality)(loves an emotional confliction you can never resolve and just have to die about) he did it to save u fucking losers. cause his fucking teacher dad man asked him too. and thanked him for the service. ohhhhh u miserable fucks

why did you SAVE US. say it like that. damn.

oh youd do anything. youd kill shou.you. youd kill sugi himself. just to save the student your teacher loved. okay. okay. jesus. so you are the same. so your exactly the same person. your saying things that dont even make sense youve both lost any plane of reality cause you cant separate the things youve lost from the things you have. the very people youve saved are now reflected in those youve lost and youll both kill them to keep them alive. okay. no yeah thats fine cool lol.

(i guess sugis version would technically be said in reverse, you cant separate what youve have from what youve lost and the very person you lost are reflect in the one who saved you. and to keep him alive (crying gin.toki) youd kill him)

and MOST IMPORTANTLY. because you are the same person. you see yourself in him and him in yourself and u cant figure out where you end and he begins and your diametric opposed mirror reflection goals that lead you to taking. the exact same actions. okay. lol. OKAY. lol.

WHO THE FUCK IS OBORO. GET OUT OF HERE FREAK. i was talking.

id alt. im always saying this. or even just. Why is Oboro.

ep 306

heyyyyyy kagura! hiiiiii. youre not dead yay! hi. older brother. youre still here.

squints ohhhh these are. the cops? mayo man and. is this the other canonical gay sex haver or. (only has the normalest of second hand knowledge)

'if im just gonna end up as fertilizer anyway, i dont care if my path there is paved by roses or thorns.' damn dude. get out of the fucking. whatever ur in. and go become a metal music lyricist. what the fuck

oh shin.pachi. ur in this show.

googling. cant figure it out. whoever this green zombie bitch is sounds familiar. wish he had a name or smth.

damn there really is space in this show huh. thats crazy thats crazy. planet of the big hats vs planet of. umbrellas? anyone wanna watch space military anime.....

shogun 'i will protect the country were my friends live' what kagura said abt the planet. 'and to fulfill that goal, you'll even endure the deaths of your friends here?' gestures at the shou.you trolley problem. wow. that is tidy. good job recursive gin.tama

why do you grip that broken sword. you killed your teacher. you battled your friend. - my enemy is right here. WEVE NEVER CHANGED. weve all been fighting our own selves. ill stop him. even if it means having to kill him. but im also the one who understands how he feels better than anyone else

ohhhhhh gin. tama. ohhhhh gin. toki. i love u. i love u so much for just. saying insane thesis shit. like. yeah! YEAH OKAY! yeah thats. making out sloppy style with the narrative theming <- what do i mean by that.

be it killing him or protecting him. their both my job (gets so hard i pass out)

gin: says the most homoerotic twisted identity shit ive ever heard in my life that rests solely on. how unextractable gin. and sugi both are from each other due to. their love of shou.you. and thus. reflectionally. each other. oboro: his students are burning with hatred. <- IS HE STUPID?

and second question. upon reflection, looking at this grown ass man thing. do we have a classic ninja turtles adult beefing with teenagers situation. please tell me yes i will roast this man to shit.

(sugi also say gay twisted identity shit) [impact image font] we are. we are going to beat you to death.

[ending bumper comedy thing] u cannot deny their commitment to the bittism. need this shit for my annoying nitpick continuity fandoms. yeah no it was cause he pooped his pants. he shitted and farted.

[barbieb0y]

okay. i finished the 2.0/floor it! to the golden city event story. thoughts/ramble under the cut bc spoilers

i feel like. the plot is kinda all over the place ?? it starts off with this legers dude wanting to meet with j for "a slice of that new age market pie" which means .... what exactly? am i just dumb?? i still dont get what he wanted from j that has to do with the new age market and/or manus vindicslay. i'd appreciate it if someone can explain to my dumbass. but then, understandably so, the j gang sees legers and his cronies as a threat to haight street. and then it leads to ... j wanting to visit his sister paulina/polly at the foundation

i feel like there couldve been a better lead-up to this other than "man we shouldve left like polly did but now we gotta deal with some baddies". like idk it feels abrupt to just cut to them visiting the foundation. but then theyre like oh polly couldnt have died bc her hand doesnt match this old pic we have of her and it's kinda silly and they raise a commotion and bla bla bla the foundation chases after them bc of it (i find it funny how thats how they get the foundation in on the bigger problem thats brewing underneath everything). matilda is tasked with catching the men and then through matilda's diviner skills, they confirm that polly's dead. manus vindicslay comes to stir shit up again so matilda's like okay fine i'll help you guys

fast forward they stumble upon the underground market blah blah blah mercuria is evil ⁉️ except i actually. dont understand what her role is here. like at first i thought that might be the point of her character bc she never stays in one place so she never stays in one role but idk. for someone who seems to be so important in this event, her motivations are unclear. but anyway

i dont understand the whole "oh we planned this all along" think they pulled either like??? what. did they plan exactly? the ambush and j faking a death and working alongside legers?? none of this was explained properly right??? or am i dumb???? ngl when i was playing through that scene i was like "are they expecting the audience to be smart enough to piece everything together?" my mind started to wonder like if they pulled a persona 5 and have a whole scene explaining their plan, would that be underestimating their audience? MAN IDK BUT THEY DIDNT SAY SHIT ABOUT THIS PLAN UNTIL THAT SCENE PLAYED. i definitely related to matilda in that moment 😭😭😭

but anyway what i liked and not-confusing about this event is the characterization of the characters (aside from mercuria). everyone feels consistent, from j all the way to eternity. im glad the quality of the character writing is still intact at least, for the most part

the character dynamics are also quite well-written, especially between j and polly. it's as heart-wrenching as i expected it to be. thinking about it actively gives me emotional damage. the fact that it took me more than a dozen chapters for me to realize that j sees polly in matilda. seeing his friendships is also heartwarming and it showcases j's personality quite well. his dynamic with pioneer is also cute. theres always something funny coming out of their dialogue when they interact

the setting is an interesting choice, it's enlightening to see how it impacts the worldview of the characters and their motivations. the poverty, disease, crime, and neglect of it all. the new age market is intriguing is a nice choice to get a lot of people of different backgrounds and stuff to gather in one place. not much to say beyond that

tldr: i dont know what the hell happened story-wise but it Happened but i truly love all the characters in it and how they interact with each other and their environment. this event story brought me Massive Pain™️, especially when paulina is on screen

not my fave event (which may be surprising bc j is in this event, i know), rayashki takes the cake for that, but i would be lying if i said i dislike this event. in fact, it's made me want to cry a few times. if it wasnt for the confusing pacing, i wouldve been more moved

[boredandwiredkitty]

Listening to old favorite songs and getting some inspiration to write again.

For the longest time ever and and still a bit now I've been into omegaverse. Found some of my favorite kinks from it. Im a little ashamed to admit. I always wanted to incorporate it into some of my own fics and have made a few but I have yet to publish any of them. Maybe I will after this one.

I also highly recommend listening to the song as you read my little drabble. You don't have to but it might help you see the headspace I went in while writing. I really wanted to explore a bit more of the feral side of wheeljack. What if you both tried to deny what you both wanted. That push and pull. It all began as one scene in my head and the song morphed it into the whole fic that you see.

This is part one since I accidentally made it too damn long of a two part story

As always Minors DNI! This is a 18+ rated fic with NSFW! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

This fic does contain most omegaverse themes so if you're adverse to that this might not be for you.

Reader is AFAB if you're wondering.

Heavy panting and heavy footfalls were the only things you could hear over your pounding spark.

Stuck again in the same dream that you get time to time. You were always running. You weren't quite sure why. Was it to something? Was it from something? Was it both? Only the pull in your chest urged you forward. Unsure if it was fear or inclination.

Just as you were about to stop and turn to see if something was behind you the rug was pulled from under you. Abruptly feeling the sensation of falling.

You awoke with a jolt. Clutching the bed underneath you confirming your stability. You were not falling nor needing to run. Everything's fine.

Sort of.

You only got that dream periodically. Right around every time your body goes through a particular change.

The limiters were off and all hell was about to break loose.

As familiar symptoms began to creep throughout your frame trepidation mixed with it.

You couldn't calm your rapid spark as your internal temp was faintly yet steadily rising. The damn dream was always a warning. A premonition of sorts.

"Please dont" You murmured to yourself. Though it was futile. You didn't know how to stop it once it was set in motion. Especially without outside help.

But who were you going to ask? With such sensitive information no less? Was there anyone you trusted enough to ask for help from? Let alone even know HOW to help you?

It was the early hours of morning before the world seemed to wake up. Dawn had yet to break over the horizon. It wasn't much time but just enough to either find help or put enough distance between yourself and a certain other.

You weakly swung your legs over the side of the bed. Becoming even more aware of your incoming heat. You even wondered if it was coming too fast.

Did shockwave have something to do with this?

The first couple of times this happened was back in shockwaves lab. Every time you started showing noticeable signs he would quickly administer some sort of drug and it would seem to vanish without a trace.

The first time it happened you were obviously concerned and immediately went to the scientist with complaints of your new alarming symptoms. The uncomfortable warmth paired with mental fog and a strange urge that burned through your body. The urge to go looking for someone so strong it overpowered everything else. You didn't know who or what but you felt like you had to find what your body needed so desperately. A feeling like you absolutely depended on it for survival.

The unconcerned tank mech only stared at you in response with his one glaring red optic when you approached him that day. Only to turn silently and cluncked to a place in the lab to began working on something. Not bothering to utter a single word to you. Not too long after he arrived with a needle loaded up what you guessed was more energon mixed with something else due to its ever so slight opaqueness.

You squirmed and questioned how he couldn't just make it into something you could drink.

"This is more effective. Injecting it directly into your bloodstream will nullify your heat immediately."

"Heat?" You asked him incredulously as he pushed the plunger carefully.

"Yes. It seems are you are beginning your first heat cycle. No matter, I have made a temporary cure for your cycle and you shall be back to normal operation in a moment."

You winced as the fluid entered your body. You hated the invasive cold feeling of liquid forcefully entering your veins. "Will it be gone permanently?"

"No. It will only prevent symptoms this cycle. Do not worry. Your systems are still functional. You just are no longer under the affects."

"Great to hear." You stated sarcastically as he moved away to go back to his current project. He was looking at a strand of CNA next to a strand of human DNA. Probably another part of your cyberformation project.

After that every heat you had; depending on how quickly your symptoms set in; he would either give you the injection or a ingestable variation. You hated the injections but you had to admit it was much nicer that relief was almost instant. The medicine would take much longer and sometimes waiting for the symptoms to dissappear was unbearable. You would not let yourself drop to degrading levels around the emotionless logic fueled scientist. You would rather die before it got to that point.

Now you sat up in the darkness of your room back at autobot headquarters. Without shockwave or any medication to get through this.

You wanted to ask ratchet for help but you didn't know if he had anything to help you or even knew how to make it. Given your circumstances it was probably only shockwave that knew.

Ratchet knew of your technorganic body but he was still learning of all its ins and outs. It was only fairly recently that you showed him shockwaves handiwork. You were patient as he would carefully examine you and run different tests to see the extent of the cyberformation. But you doubted if he knew anything about your current predicament.

You stiffly got up. There's no harm at trying.

You walked out in the dimness of the base and found the medic looking over some files.

"Hey ratchet." You quietly called out to him careful not to startle the poor older mech.

His helm quickly turned to you noticing your weary looking frame. "What are you doing up?"

You suddenly felt bashful. "I um." You squirmed under his worried gaze. "I'm getting my heat cycle. And I'm hoping you could help me."

The flush over his face made you realize you should've been more clear. "I do not think I would be the right mech for such a task. Why don't you ask w-" He began before you cut him off from saying his name.

"Nonono! That's not what I'm saying. Can you give me some medicine to alleviate the symptoms?!" You exclaimed while waving your arms frantically in front of you.

"You want me to make a medicine?" He queried.

"Yes. That's what I meant," You confirmed back.

Ratchet stood there in deep thought for a moment. Murmuring to himself before looking back up at you.

"I'd hate to ask but what would shockwave do when this would happen? Or is this the first time?"

You shook your head. "Shockwave had different remedies. Sometimes it was an injection. Sometimes it was a medicine that I would drink. It depended on how bad the symptoms were." You told him truthfully. Hopeful he would find something.

"What exactly are your symptoms?"

Your eyes darkened. What a unpleasant question.

While you spent your time here you noticed something you never would've back at the lab. Something you would only have realized once EXPOSED to it.

The mech that plagued you. That you were injected with their energon. Repeatedly. Invading your veins to begin the cyberforming process. Their biomatter mixed with yours. How your body called out to theirs as if they were a homing beacon. You were a moth and they were the flame.

You took a deep breath. Attempting to calm your fretful spark. Trying to figure out how to tell him. "I start to feel a bit feverish." You began and ratchet nodded at you in acknowledgement. Silently urging you to keep going. "I get mental fog. My body feels a bit weaker than usual," You continued. Watching as ratchet was listening intently to every word you said.

Ratchet gazed at you probingly as you stopped listing anything else. "Is that all? Are you sure you're not having any other symptoms than that? Because if that were the case it could be something else besides a heat cycle."

You scowled. "No" you grumbled. Feeling defeated at confessing this out loud.

You raised your head to look ratchet better in the optics. "I get the most desperate and embarrassing URGE for a certain autobot."

You watched his optics widen a bit. "Who is it?"

You bit your lip as you felt a sudden tug in your spark. "Who do you think?" You snapped defensively.

Ratchet nodded in understanding. "I'll see what I can do but I cannot guarantee that I will have anything ready by the time you fully get your heat. In that case what do you want me to do?" His voice was professional. Like any medical practitioner.

"Send me away." You quickly spoke with a sweep of your arm. "Just get me out of here before something happens! I don't care where. Hell, inject me with whatever concoction you come up with! Anything to stop this heat from happening! I'll even drink the nastiest medicine you make!"

Ratchet jolted back aghast. "Are you sure that's what you want? Do you not want to try anything else?"

You nodded solemnly, "What other choice do I have? I don't want to inflict my heat on anyone else."

"Has it affected anyone before?"

You wrinkled your nose in thought. "Not that I'm aware. It never really seemed to bother shockwave. But that mech is rather stoic so it's hard to tell. Maybe the vehicons if I'm further in my heat but I'm usually isolated from most others."

Ratchet turned to start typing on his console. "That could either be because either you don't produce pheromones to attract other bots or.." He trailed off as he typed. Then looking over at the exit of the hangar. "That you affect only ONE mech. Given your symptoms that you described."

You choked on your spit and deadpanned. Currently the said mech was out on a mission. But when they come back what will happen? Will he be unaffected or completely taken over and forced into rut? Was that something you wanted to take chances on? It was getting harder to tell as clouded thoughts started to flit through your mind. Maybe it would be interesting to see if he would react. But what then?...

"If you wish to stay somewhere else after they get back I'll be sure to move you before letting them return to base."

You nodded politely. "That would be preferable thank you."

With that ratchet extended a servo to which you climbed on as he took you to his medical work station.

You tried not to put up much of a fuss as he did various scans. Typing different things on his monitor.

"Will you be adverse to me taking an energon sample?" He asked gently.

You made a face. You hated injections and getting fluids drawn. "I'd prefer if you didnt." You grumbled honestly.

"Unfortunately it would be much harder to get an accurate suppressant made if I don't get all the information that is stored in your genetic makeup."

You grimaced. Aka he needed your blood. If he didn't have it it would be as useful as taking a shot in the dark. You really wanted to avoid needles as much as possible though.

Ratchet sensed your unease. Being shockwaves captive is no joke. He didn't want to think about what that mech put you through. "Don't worry. I'll apply the techniques that nurse Darby taught me in case I ever had to help with the kids."

He then activated his holoform and brought out a small kit for drawing blood. "I'll try to make this as painless as possible."

You tried to be still and not fight ratchet so much but you couldn't help but flinch away when he brought the needle close to your arm.

"Why don't I turn on the TV so you have something to distract yourself." He asked you gently while moving the needle away.

You tried to sit up straighter. "I don't know. I'm not used to having a distraction. I don't know if it will work."

"Here." Ratchet then removed his holoform and picked you up. Placing you on the couch and turned on the TV. Setting it to a low enough volume. "Do you want to talk about anything?"

You now we're settled next to ratchets holoform again as you faced the TV on the couch they had for the kids. Some early morning cartoons were playing that you remember seeing as a kid and felt a wave of nostalgia wash over you. A sense of familiarity as you stared at the screen.

"It's kinda hard to find anything to talk about anything right now." You gave a light chuckle. "The brain fog is slowly taking over." You confessed still focused on the TV.

"Is it bad?" He asked as he carefully pierced your skin with the needle and watched you wince.

You shook your head. "Not that bad yet. But I bet it's only going to get worse."

"Probably." Ratchet agreed as he continued focusing on drawing your energon mixed blood. "But I will do my best to prevent it."

"Thank you. I appreciate it."

"You're very welcome." He told you with a smile. "How are you feeling besides the heat? Any issues with the cyberforming?"

"None that I'm aware." You stated. Glancing over to look at him for a moment. Doing your best to not look down at what was happening with your arm.

"Well while I have a sample I'll be running some tests to make sure everything is doing alright. I'll probably have June look over at your panels as well."

"Sounds good" You told him. Noticing how he was already moving to stand up. "Done already?" You asked incredulously.

"Yep. Already got enough samples for testing. You're good to go."

Samples? As in plural? You looked down at your arm and saw a little bandaid, then to his hand where he held five vials of your mixed blood.

"No way!" You whispered in astonishment. Reaching out to hold one of the warm vials in your hand. "This is so trippy." You laughed as you lifted it up to examine it closer. Trying to use the light from the TV to see through the vial.

"Wasn't too bad was it?" Ratchet asked as you handed him back the vial.

"No you did good. But I wonder if me going into heat is particularly to blame. I think I'm starting to go mentally numb to my surroundings."

"I'm going to go start running the tests. You can sit here for now. Let me know if the symptoms get worse or if you need anything."

You nodded and watched as he left. You couldn't help but wonder why you didn't feel anything with anyone else. There was no pull. No longing. No lust. Nothing. Which you were thankful for. But you felt nervous how bad it would get with HIM in proximity while you were going into heat. His lingering scent was already making you feel the warmth between your legs.

"Maybe I will ask smokescreen to take me out somewhere to keep me out of the base." You mumbled to yourself. He was a good and trusted friend. With that thought and uncomfortable feeling coiled in your gut. Like the thought of being alone with someone else repulsed you. Which made no sense since you were fine being alone with ratchet. Maybe because the scenario is different?

You couldn't make heads or tails of it. It was getting harder to think deeply. So you just relaxed as you started to watch the next show that played. Numbing your mind to everything but the screen infront of you.

As you went through different episodes the more you felt the warmth radiating from your body. Did your spark always sound this loud? What were you doing again?

You moved to stand up but then remembered you were waiting on ratchet. How much longer till he would be done? How long do normal cybertronian heats last? How long does it usually take for symptoms to get bad?

You were about to call out to him to ask when you realized he had already been calling your name.

You blinked at him. "Um, yes?" You asked stupidly.

"They are requesting to return to base. Do you want to go somewhere real quick?"

Your mind lagged. Go?... Go where? Where will you go? Making a decision felt difficult.

Your mouth fell open but no words came to mind. "I dont....." you trailed off. You couldn't think. All you could think about was how uncomfortable you felt and how your clothes felt too warm. You wanted to cool off. A cold shower sounded nice right now.

"Shower" You told him.

Ratchet looked at you incredulously. "What?.. nevermind," Ratchet sighed shaking his helm. it seemed your heat was coming on faster than expected. It was only a matter of time before you would be incoherent. He needed to find somewhere for you to stay in the meantime. but housing a technorganic in heat would be no easy feat. Considering this would be your first time fully going into heat. Who knows how your body would handle it. He wanted to keep you close by to check on you. Since it was obvious you weren't producing any pheromones that affected him. He was your physician and he wanted to help in any way he could.

He quickly picked you up and activated the ground bridge. Rushing you out to the barracks to get washed up. Maybe a hygiene ritual will help cool your symptoms. Even if for a bit. At the very least it would dampen the intensity of your pheromones for short amount of time.

He set you down. "Let me know if you need anything else. I will have Fowler be helping you." And with that he swiftly dissapeared back to the hangar.

You blinked as you just staired at the direction he went. Your mind trying to keep up. What just happened?

You shook your head and slapped your cheeks. Trying to regain your senses.

Shower. You were here to shower.

You went inside and found a stall. Pulling the curtain you stripped your clothes and hung them on the divider wall. Maybe a shower will help. You could only wish silently to yourself as you turned the knob.

Back at base ratchet arrived as everyone was stepping through the bridge. First Magnus strutted in. Looking completely unaffected followed by smokescreen who also seemed completely unaware of any potential pheromones in the air. Leaving ratchet to muse that maybe his hypothesis was right.

It was when wheeljack walked through he staggered. Seeming to be completely thrown off the moment he entered the base. With bulkhead looking over at him concerned.

"Whoa Jackie. You alright?"

The white wrecker blinked in a daze before coming to his senses. "Yeah. I'm alright."

Ratchet could only hum in thought. So he WAS right. You could only affect wheeljack. So all he had to do was keep you both separated. Since that seemed to be your wish.

Wheeljack spotted the medic seeming to be in deep though and walked over. "Whatcha working on?" He couldn't help but notice the closer he got the stronger the smell. Was it ratchet? He had to wonder and find out for himself.

"I'm just going over (name)'s charts."

He looked at the screen to see a strand of CNA mixed with DNA along with another strand of CNA next to it. "Is something wrong?" He couldn't hide the worry in his voice.

"No nothings wrong per se. Just looking over some things for her since she asked." Ratchet stated while typing on the screen before turning to the wrecker. "Why? Is something the matter?"

Wheeljack looked caught off guard again. "Nah its just..." He paused for a brief moment. Thinking of what to say. "It's nothing. Just wondering." He then looked around. "Is (name) around?"

"She just went out. She will be back later." He stated and turned back to his work. The faster he can make the suppressant the faster your symptoms will dissappear. As well as your pheromones.

Ratchet didn't even realize wheeljack was halfway out the door before he frantically called back to him. "And where do you think you're going?!"

"Just out for a moment. I'll be back." He stated without turning around. Causing poor ratchet to bristle over his flippant retort.

"I need you to stay here for the time being. The others may require backup." Ratchet snipped

"Awe c'mon doc. I just got here. Don't tell me you're going to send me out again." He complained loudly. He was desperate to see if you were the source of those enticing pheromones.

"I just might now get back here!" The medic snapped at the white mech. "And stop calling me doc!"

You were standing there just letting the water drum over you. The coolness seeping into your skin. The running water helped with the uncomfortable warmth you felt but it didn't help the thick fog your mind was swimming through or the absolute urge to go looking for the mech that your body was calling out for.

You rested your head against the cool tiles of the stall. You wanted these symptoms to go away. If only you were back at shockwaves lab. He would administer the shot without a second thought. You should've grabbed some medicine before you escaped. You figured if the scientist felt emotions he would be laughing at your predicament right now. Or maybe. This is exactly what he wanted. But why?

Subconsciously your hand had found itself between your legs. Fingers sliding inside the place that ached as your mind wondered to your wrecker. Your fingers didn't offer much but the thoughts of it being him helped. A stifled moan caught in your throat when you heard a sound outside and decided you were in there long enough. It not like you weren't in the desert right now or anything and that water was not usually something of abundance. Nor should you be entertaining such dangerous ideas.

You lamented on how the coolness quickly left your body and struggled to dry off and redress.

You left the showers to find Fowler waiting for you. "Ratchet informed me you weren't feeling right and had me look over you for the time being. Is there anything you need?"

"Something cool. Or maybe a nap." Or maybe a third that shall not be mentioned.

"Would you like me or one of the bots to take you into town to get some ice cream then?

Your eyes lit up for a second as a certain wrecker crossed your mind before you quickly dismissed that thought.

"I'm not sure." You told him truthfully.

You didn't know what you wanted. Nothing sounded appealing to you. All except for the carnal urge to find the white lancia and make him yours. To sink your teeth into him. Intertwine your body with his. To feel his spark beat against yours. But such an intimately deep and primal urge scared you. You were scared of the unknowns. You were still intigrating yourself into team prime. Slowly becoming comfortable with everyone around you. Being thrust into a situation like this was alarming.

"I'll just hang out in a different hanger and try to get some rest." You told him. All in all you didn't feel like being around anyone. Well all except one mech. But you weren't ready for that. You were starting to remember him better. Rekindle your close friendship. Such a commitment was not something to take lightly. You would do your best not to give in.

You ended up at an adjacent hangar and the others were polite enough to lend you an office to crash in. They even were kind enough to lend you a pillow. Once you seemed settled in enough on the small couch Fowler left to go back to his own office.

"If you need anything just give me a call." Fowler told you before leaving.

You hummed in acknowledgement and watched him dissappear from the doorway. Closing the door behind himself. Leaving you by yourself with your thoughts all over again.

You wanted to rest. Even with the malaise wearing down your body you wouldn't be able to relax. Not with the desire to seek out relief plaguing your hazed mind. Picking and nagging at you. But you wouldn't be caught dead pleasuring yourself in public like this.

You laid there for what felt like hours. Trying menial mental tests to keep you sane. You feared the moment you slipped up you would lose control. But as time ticked by your mental awareness shrank to next to nothing. Even your short term memory started to fail. It was getting to the point you would get up to leave. Only to stop yourself when you remembered just WHY you placed yourself into quarantine to begin with. Then found yourself pacing as you battled your own body. It felt like chains were constricting your body. Hot, heavy, and extremely uncomfortable. All with that mech on the other end tugging at you to come closer.

You didn't want to be caged up any longer. You've had enough of that back with the decepticons. The air was too stuffy. It was getting harder to breathe. You were sure soon the walls were going to start closing in on you.

You walked out to notice that the hangar was vacant. All military personnel had already left for the most part. How long were you in that office? Was it already night? There's no way. You stepped out and felt unease wash over you. It was uncomfortably quiet. You had gotten used to the hustle and bustle of hangar E. How there was at least one living being in the hangar at all times.

You left the hangar quickly. Not wanting to stay there much longer. The silence was suffocating.

What you weren't expecting was finding yourself wandering mindlessly over to the outside of hangar E. It was dark outside but like usual inside the hangar it was relatively lit. You wanted that familiarity. Something about it was calling you. Or maybe it was your instincts. It was getting harder to tell. You didn't even know what you were doing or why you were even there in the first place. Your self controll must really be slipping now.

You shook your head. You wanted to ask ratchet but thought better than to just waltz right in. You needed to go back before making a mistake. Turning to trudge back to the hangar you found yourself unable to take a single step. You would go back; Only that you had to conveniently forget which one you had actually stayed in.

Fuck.

You wanted to cry in frustration. What were you even doing? Where were you? Why were you still so freaking warm. And where was ratchet with your suppressant. "Just hurry up with the damn suppressant already!" You cried out to no one in particular. Well no one in earshot. At least that's what you thought.

The scent. Oh Primus the scent that started filtering into your nose. It made you feel weaker. it made the heat of desire burn hotter, stronger, heavier. A vice tightening with every vent. Like a starved animal. It clouded everything out of your mind. You turned around and was met with the sight of wheeljack standing just outside hangar E.

Just as you opened your mouth to say something you clamped your hand around it. No! Don't draw him closer. If you do you will lose the very shred of self control you had left.

He spotted you and began to make his way to you.

At first you stumbled towards him. Drunk off of his scent. It coaxing you sweetly while pulling you in. Calling to you. Beconing. Only for you to regain your senses enough to run.

And run you did.

To be continued...

Part two

[chevelleneech]

So, this ask has been in making for quite some time and i assure you absolutely unrelate d to your recent post about km timeline, i started this ask way before that after ep5, but i feind you quite reasonable and civil so I am going to list down a few reasonable/plausible reasons of why there are certain discrepancies in the whole jikook narrative which sort of is overlooked or brushed over which sort of discredits the whole thing and, lets try to have a reasonable discussion rather than giving opinions on my(anon's) dumbness or whatever.

the recent bed softness/mattress talk in EPS 5, if they were partners (hell, even as friends/dormmates) and JK has all of them over all the time, seems like a preference that JM, as a partner, should know about. and yes, it was talked in a way that JK was letting him know his preference as a reason; otherwise, I would have said oh, that's too soft/hard.

jms depression talk in 2022 in the docu scenes/ that came out after the concert etc, is jk was not aware of anything his supposed bad mental state, his sleeping schedule, oh but jm's friend knew and helped him and he recognized it but it was all being made aware to jk as a friend and that was when they werent really doing any solo stuff. I mean, it's clear they didn't live together, but this is something that I would have thought jk would know, and don't come at me with the jm hides his thoughts. They all do, I would suppose it would be a bit diff for a SO.

jk asking to bring his stuff to jm in that vlive in morning so its good to assume they dont have stuff at eo's places + in April 2023 jk did not know any of face schedule and seeing it for the first time on a tv, when he was actually quite free through early jan/feb/sort of mar too. In the SMF pt 2 trailer, even Tae knew; suga also knew his schedule, but aside from that, he was even confused about the last day of jm's music show.

literally the first comments jm did on jk's live was followed by jm saying take care or how ar eyou something was clearly seperate and miles away from eo atleast for the past two years. whereas tae and jk were clearly closer with jk saying what are you doing here to tae as in they were doing soemthing before/playing as also confirmed in tae's vlive in feb was it? which was not rude but just continuing convo.

the infamous vlive of jk watching jm's content wasnt because of he missed him like people romantically state but because he was def. not up to date on his band member who is supposedly his couple but was catching up on his content bc he did not know when things were airing or when his schedules were or even talking to eo.

i have more which i do not recall fully at the moment (have sent asks about them in past and each time by each person its answered by a simple no or not possible w/o any reasoning (prob bc yall dont have it yourself) but i will def come back and point out if needed)

so talking about knwoing eo fav spices which is obv if jk and jm lived in a dorm for 10 years should know about,hell they know taht about suga as well, tae as well etc. is not a very proof of thier relationship infact its all these small unnoticable or brushed over things which show such discrepancies and holes in the whole narrative which should make a person think again and be reasonable. there are a few blogs, not yours (hence why I even came here, but you , akookminsupporter etc, are a few blogs that are actually reasonable) that pull such weird ass thoughts as if they know what km are thinking, it's surprising and concerning. all these points are no compare but to point fallacies which appear to exist if they are, in fact, dating. the recent mattress talk is what made me even more aware and why I thought I should try to have a civil discussion/ask about it.

Here’s my thing, I feel like all of these concerns and questions have been discussed at length many times over, so there is no answer I can give you, one you deem reasonable or otherwise, that will satisfy your curiosity.

The only reason I would imagine they talk about certain things the way they do, is because they either don’t already know the answers or they’re bullshitting for the cameras. The members have known each other for over a decade, as you’ve said. Jimin and Jungkook shared bed many times in their early years, and we know again, that Jungkook used to hang out in Jimin’s hotel rooms all the time. So in regard to your first question, isn’t it reasonable to assume he already knew JK wasn’t a fan of too soft mattresses?

They’ve shared a mattress so many times, that the idea of it having never ever been brought up until that day in Jeju simply does not seem likely. It makes more sense that he, for whatever reason, just didn’t want that particular bed. Could it be he just didn’t want to swap? Sure. Could it be the mattress really was too soft? Sure, either way, I don’t know. I also don’t know why he’d present his reasoning to Jimin the way he did, aside from: a) reiterating info people already know about you is normal or b) JM truly didn’t know and he was telling him. Either way, it doesn’t change what I think is likely going on between them.

2-4 are things neither of us know the full extent of. They don’t owe us 100% full transparency on what they’ve talked about together. We don’t have to know how much of Jimin’s struggles he shared with Jungkook, because we don’t know what their relationship status is outside of assuming they like each other and prefer being around one another. Personal struggles and whom Jimin decided to let in, is not our business, and whether or not he was open and honest with his potential partner falls into things we don’t need to know. If not knowing whether or not JK knew all of it tells you they aren’t together, so be-it. You don’t have to believe anything you don’t want to believe, if your experience and understanding of the world tells you not to.

I already said enough about 5. I already said I believe them saying they weren’t that much in touch during 2023, but it’s not an objective fact that JK was watching Jimin’s content because he wasn’t caught up. Same way it’s not an objective fact that he was doing it because he’s in love with him. It’s all subjective, as there were times where he said he didn’t watch something, then other times when he’s quoting Jimin before he even speaks, proving he did indeed watch the content. So perhaps he simply just missed him. As a friend or as something more is your choice to decide.

Basically, unless either of them reveal partners they’ve been with during these later years, the answers any of us want will likely never ever be given. At least not until it’s 2053, and one of them writes a tell-all. So you can think they’re dating, best friends, or just good coworker friends, but you can’t ask questions to strangers online in attempt to have them hash out the reasons behind something they don’t have the full details of.

I personally think Jimin and Jungkook have something going on. You don’t, and that’s perfectly fine.

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @rosieathena - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x gender neutral!reader

First Kiss

As per usual on a Friday night, you and Spencer were cuddled up on your armchair watching horror movies. Despite it being a couch built for just one person, and you having a perfectly good normal sized couch also in the room, you and Spencer always silently decided to share that armchair. As an escape from the stresses of your shared careers, you tried your best to ensure that every Friday spent not working a case, was instead spent hanging out with each other. Because best friends who see each other literally everyday at work need an excuse to hang out at each other’s homes, right?

That particular Friday though, was different. The evening started off the same as any other, with you and Spencer choosing a couple of horror flicks to watch until you inevitably passed out wrapped up in each other, a jumpscare would wake you sometime later leading to you both stumbling up to your bed, to fall asleep with your backs pressed together, only to wake up in the morning with your head on his chest - or at least, that’s how you imagined the night would go.

A jumpscare sent your face hiding away in Spencer’s button up shirt as you squealed in fright, and he chuckled.

“After all the horrors we see on a daily basis, you’re still scared by fiction like this?” He teased.

“Of course! We dont encounter supernatural beings that can never die and will continue to stalk you until you die!” You protested, causing Spencer to laugh harder at how jokingly defensive you had gotten.

“Alright, alright, that justifies it.” He noticed that you were still hiding, and his tone changed. “Nothing is going to come and get you, you know, I wouldnt let it within ten miles of you.”

You giggled, pulling away from his chest to look up at him and meet his gaze, which was already locked on you in concern. “You’re the sweetest.”

Spencer smiled at your words. “Only to you.” He paused, and the room fell silent, the sounds of the horror movie suddenly so distant that you pondered if the television had turned itself off, but in reality the moment had wrapped around the both of you and was separating you from everything else.

“Can I kiss you?” Spencer whispered, his voice sounding dazed, but still nervous with the weight of what he was asking.

You nodded wordlessly, and your eyes fluttered closed as he leaned into you. As soon as his lips made contact with yours, the whole world seemed to stop and enjoy the long awaited scene that was unfolding. Silent fireworks of every colour ignited as your souls danced together, the most beautiful sentiments being exchanged between you without the need for words. Your mind was blank while simultaneously being filled with thoughts of him, the sensation of his hair between your fingers, his lips on yours, the countless images of his smile that you have been lucky enough to have ingrained in your memory, the sound of his voice, the sound of his heart. You had never felt more encapsulated in your life, you were completely trapped by him in the most beautifully free way, and it was everything you had ever dreamed it could be.

Pulling away, the both of you stared into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily. Spencer bit his lower lip, and you could see an expression that was a mixture of disbelief and worry, which mirrored yours. Both of you were caught in the confusion of what had just happened, and whether the other felt the same. But words were lost, neither of you could find any, there were none to say. Your breath caught in your throat, and before you had time to mentally talk yourself out of it, you pulled him back into another kiss, sending your feelings loud and clear in the only way you knew how. And the reciprocation from Spencer was enough to confirm that he felt the same way. His arms went to your waist and pulled you onto his lap so that you were straddling him, your hands grabbing at each other with a previously wittheld desperation that had finally been unleashed.

First, Spencer broke off into a smile, and you quickly followed suit, causing the kiss to break into a fit of giggles. No words were exchanged, they werent needed, you just turned yourself back around and rested your head on his shoulder, trying to get back into the horror film that you had been ignoring. But, when you looked up and planted a kiss on Spencer’s cheek as though acting on autopilot, you knew that it would be utterly impossible to focus on anything but him.

[bonesandthebees]

Hey! Trying to get better at writing and honestly I thought World Forgetting was great! You dont have to answer this but what were some of the things you thought didn't work structurally?

aw thank you I'm so glad you enjoyed!

(first, this is not me asking for anyone to send me a ton of reassurance or fishing for compliments. these are just problems I have with my story from a writer's POV. don't worry about me, I know there's a lot of good stuff in the story. I just try to analyze my own writing objectively when I can to try and improve my skills)

now it's kind of hard to put all of my thoughts about my issues with WF into words, but I'm going to try so prepare for a lot of rambling under the cut

I think the most glaring structural issue is pretty much the entirety of the third act. it feels very rushed for everything that gets introduced in such a short span of time (for the record, when I refer to the third act I mostly mean all the plot events that follow after ch 12, when wilbur brings tommy to las nevadas and he nearly escapes only to choose to willingly stay)

everything past this just feels very... messy to me. we get introduced to the rest of the syndicate—Minos (Sam), Rhadamanthus (Puffy), and Aeacus (Ponk) and also get confirmation that Lethe and Styx are Ranboo and Tubbo respectively. then the only time Sam, Puffy, and Ponk feel even somewhat plot relevant again is when Hannah shows up at the sbi house and the syndicate has a whole meeting discussing wtf to do now. after that those three sort of just... disappear.

I was so caught up in trying to finish the story at the time that I didn't really care too much about it, but in retrospect that's always bothered me. why did I introduce Sam, Puffy, and Ponk in such a cool dramatic way if I was barely going to use them? Ponk at least has a function for being present in the story—they are the Syndicate's healer, which is undeniable proof to Tommy that the Syndicate didn't kidnap him for his healing abilities because they already had a healer. I mean, of course it's obvious why I threw them all in, it's a fanfic and sometimes you want to include every character you can even if they're not really serving much of a purpose. which is totally fine and there's nothing wrong with that, but for my longer stories that's not a crutch I personally like to fall back on. if I introduce characters in a way that makes them feel like they'll be important, I want to pull through on that.

at the same time, there's not really a place for those three in the finale. I needed to limit the amount of heroes and villains involved in the big final roof battle because if not I'd drive myself insane trying to write that many characters in a single scene at once. if I really wanted to fix that, the easiest and probably best way to be killing my darlings a bit. cut puffy out entirely (sorry puffy), mention that Sam is Minos solely because his tech manipulation power is necessary for tommy to get kidnapped in the first place but specify he's mostly retired, and probably mention Ponk in a similar position as not really being part of the syndicate but acting as their healer anyway.

also, I was in a tricky spot where I feel like there should've been more at least a bit more downtime between the syndicate meeting -> tommy confessing to wilbur he actually does have his memories -> hannah showing up and telling them about dream's plan -> tommy letting himself get taken by punz so he can confront dream. it feels very rushed to me, but at the same time the fic was already so long and there wasn't a need to drag it out even more, so that's why it's tricky for me to parse.

oh, and there are still issues before ch 12. one of my biggest weak points in world forgetting is how much time we spend with tommy just being trapped in the house/in his room. of course it makes sense, he's kidnapped. but it makes the story feel very stagnant that we don't get to see virtually anywhere else for such a huge chunk of the story as tommy works out his memories. tbh a lack of location variation is a weak spot in a lot of my fics. world forgetting isn't the worst example though. that award would probably go to stars, as much as I love the story I can recognize that it's pretty dumb that they virtually never leave phil's palace for the entire fic. but that's a ramble for another day. basically, even though there was a lot of emotional development going on for that chunk of WF, there's basically no real plot development. so that bothers me too.

also, while I really like the first act of world forgetting when tommy is still with dream and think it's the most solid, I do think it drags on for a few too many chapters. probably could've cut it down a bit.

[azurethevampire]

Omg hi!

Requests are open!!

I saw that you mostly wanted platonic requests so I was wondering if I could ask for a spn one where Sam and Dean have a sibling (you can chose what their gender is or if you want it to be an oc) and basically all of them just have a really fun day because they got snowed into the bunker?

Does that makes sense? Idk if it does, I’m sorry

BUT ALSO DONT FEEL PRESSURED TO WRITE THIS AND IF YOU DO END UP DOING IT THEN TAKE YOUR TIME AND DONT WORRY ABOUT RUSHING

(Love your work 😊💕)

Here's your request, enjoy! 💕

(Divider used is made by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

Also, warning that there is a hint of the reader almost having a panic attack—they don't have one but it's hinted at

Snowy Day

"SAMMY!" 

You were just about to enter the war room of the bunker when your oldest brother's voice assaulted your eardrums. From the sound of it, Dean was yelling your second brother's name from somewhere by the bunker's usual entrance. 

"Dean, what the hell are you yelling—"

You rubbed your eyes. Then again. Nope, Dean was still there. You weren’t still sleeping and only dreaming about this scene.  

The picture you saw just didn’t make any sense. 

Dean was descending the staircase, shaking snow from his person. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think someone had just dropped your brother in a snow bank. And the last time you checked Lebanon hadn’t had snow since last year. Even then, it had been a few inches and nothing that would make anyone look like a living and walking snowman.  

Wait. 

“It’s snowing?” 

Dean sent you a glare. “What the hell does it look like? You think I’m covered with cotton and salt?!” 

Disapproving click of your tongue. “Always so rude”, you said and reached to wipe some snow Dean had missed from the back of his shirt. Judging by the fact he wasn’t wearing a coat, you didn’t think that Dean had expected there to be any snow when he stepped out of the door. Another conclusion you made from Dean’s current looks, was that there was way more than a few inches of snow outside. You frowned. “Is there a storm?” 

“It’s like a fucking Great Blizzard out there.” Dean confirmed. 

“Damn”, you said, immediately gaining a scolding look from Dean – which you ignored. “Wait. I don’t know if I need to be more concerned by the apparent storm outside or the fact that you know what Great Blizzard is.” 

Before you had time to understand your brother had moved at all, there was suddenly a very cold and wet feeling at the back of your neck. You shrieked as Dean slapped some of the snow that hadn’t melted on the floor yet, right to your neck. 

Dean laughed at your shocked and betrayed expression. “Just because I don’t spend my every bit free time nose buried in books like you and Sammy, doesn’t mean I don’t know stuff too”, he said. 

His hand returned to quickly wipe the snow off your neck before it had a chance to melt down your back. Some water drop still trickled down your back, making you shiver. 

“Is Sam still asleep?” Dean asked you and you shrugged in response. He ruffled your hair. “Well go look while I change into dry clothes.” 

“Fine.” You agreed. Guess, your revenge for the snow on the back of your neck would have to wait a bit. 

Dean was already at his room’s door when you suddenly stopped. The storm outside was as bad as the Great Blizzard of 1888? Suddenly you weren’t sure if the snow was a good thing at all. 

“Dean? Are we… are we trapped here?” 

Dean, hearing the change in your voice, was quick to come over you and pull you into a hug. “Hey, it’s alright, kiddo. We’re going to be just fine here at the bunker for another week. We live in a bunker”, he said. “This place was built to stand much worse than one blizzard. I promise; we’ll be just fine. Now go find Sammy and tell him the situation. Think you can do that for me, kid?” 

You nodded. Dean had managed to calm you down before your mind had the chance to drag you into a full blown panic attack. 

"Go to Sam. Tell him there's a snow storm. Got it", you said, when you saw the silent prompt in Dean's eyes. Always such a mother hen, your oldest brother. 

•-•-•-•-•-•

Since going outside wasn't an option - despite you wanting nothing more than to have a chance to mess around with the amount of snow ("Too dangerous right now, kid") - you Winchester siblings ended up spending some time together. 

You had a sneaking suspicion Sam and Dean seemed glued to your back for the rest of the day because they were both worried. They worried you'd work yourself into a panic attack or worse if you had the chance to think too much about the fact that you were currently trapped underground. (You were fine, as long as you didn't think about it.) 

"Hey!" You said, watching as Dean's red pawn ate your green one on the board, leaving all four of your pawns back to home base again. "Not fair, Dean! I hate this game." 

Dean chuckled and had an expression of way too much joy on his face. Then his smile faltered when Sam's yellow pawn made it to the same spot as his. 

"Sorry, man", said Sam, not sounding apologetic at all and throwing you a wink as Dean grumbled about never getting another six again. 

"Karma", you whispered ominously to your oldest brother. 

Dean narrowed his eyes, before quickly striking his fingers to your sides. You let out a scream before it was replaced by laughter and giggles. "No– hOOhno! StHOop ith!" 

Dean did stop (after a moment) to let you take your turn. (You rolled four, then he rolled five–"Damn! So close!). Dean didn't let you move back to your original spot, instead throwing an arm around your shoulder and keeping you against his side, occasionally he'd tickle your side if you came too close to his pawn on the board. 

Sam won in the end. 

From Kimble you moved on to a game of pool where they taught you how to hustle money – with strict orders that you were not doing any of that if they had anything to say about it. But really what was the point of teaching you then? 

From pool, deck of cards and poker with matches. Until you started to feel both hungry and tired. The three of you made pancakes (per your request) and made a mess of the kitchen while making them. 

Let's just say lots of flour and laughter was involved. Also Sam throwing you over his shoulder to a fireman's carry for a bit to make you stop throwing bits of flour at him. 

By the time night rolled in you decided that maybe the blizzard hadn't been a bad thing at all. You couldn't remember the last time you had had this much fun with Sam and Dean. Hell, you couldn't remember when the three of you had spend time together without it involving either a case, or talks about demons or angels. There hadn't been a smallest of hints to the family business today – and you quite enjoyed it. 

You ended the night by watching a movie. Dean complained about your choice and you stuck your tongue at him. 

"You said I get to choose so suck it up, brother." 

"Y/N's got a point, Dean. You did give the choice to them", Sam intervened, sensing that you and Dean were about to start a verbal fist fight. You'd never get around watching the movie. 

"Fine!" Dean huffed. "Let's watch this stupid movie then." 

From where you sat half lying on Sam, you poked Dean's side with your foot. "Harry Potter and Philosopher's Stone isn't stupid!" 

Dean grabbed your feet and trapped them on his lap. "Shut up, kid and watch the movie." 

Harry and Ron realized Hermione wasn't with them and went to find her despite there being a troll on the loose at Hogwarts when you opened your mouth. 

"Thanks, Sam, Dean", you said quietly. "I had fun today." 

Sam squeezed your arm gently. "I had fun too." 

"Maybe we should try to do a day like this once in a while — without blizzards", Dean said. "Family day." 

You smiled at the suggestion. The thought of it was nice, but you doubted you'd have a chance to repeat a day like this any time soon. You loved the thought of it anyway. 

[quodekash]

its 1pm and im finally well-rested enough to watch last nights episode of abaab, wish me luck (im rly excited for more threezo pls gimme more threezo) 

im eating a pomegranate while watching so my commentary may be slightly limited 

NOOO CHER WHY ARE YOU SAD ITS GONNA MAKE ME SAD 

i just accidentally sprayed pomegranate juice everywhere 

this is my first time eating a pomegranate and im sitting on my bed 

i have a towel on top of me just in case and im glad i have it 

otherwise my funky hufflepuff blanket would look like a crime scene rn 

anyway back to the show 

awh :[ 

comforting kiss 

im gonna cry 

“its not a company owner and an intern. its just you and me.” GHEIBRHGERH THATS SO PERFECT and also makes me feel better cos i was still feeling a little weird about the power imbalance/age gap so yay 

THEY HUG

NO, BC YOU WONT BREAK UP 

THIS IS THE HAPPIEST FLUFFIEST SHOW, I WILL NOT ALLOW IT 

JACK, YOU AND YOUR PERFECT HAIR, HELLO 

THREEZO 

LOOK AT ZO’S LITTLE HEART JUMPER

I WANT IT 

THE ARM THE HAND ON THE ARM LOOK AT THEM AAAAAAATYFYTUUVJ (ft jacks perfect hair on the left) 

OMG

THATS AMAZING 

IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU JACK 

GJERKDGBKRHEBGKJREBJGRE 

ah shoot 

wait hang on 

what the hell 

ive been wondering whats in that folder since day one

ohhhh okay its a groupchat 

props to that one person for saying its none of your business 

yOU HAVE ONE OF THOSE?? 

i nearly dropped my pomegranate 

why was i surprised to learn he has a mother 

a lot of people have mothers 

thats exactly what she said, isnt it? 

bc theyre actually in a drama 

its gonna cut to a scene of her saying exactly that 

damn i was wrong 

thERE’S A HUG QUOTA??? 

damn then i guess im going to jail 

my hands are covered in pomegranate juice this feels like a murder 

hey, does pomegranate juice wash off? 

MY BOY AND HIS EYEBROWS 

HAH, SUCKS TO BE YOU (checks notes) oregano? 

i do love that and that’s very sweet, but bro needs his coffee 

already at two kisses and were not even halfway through the episode. if only tinngun could live up to their standard. 

(this is mostly a joke, im just really salty because tinngun COULD have kissed SIXTY-SEVEN FREAKING TIMES and they DIDNT and no i will not shut up about this i spent way too long combing through the show counting every single time they didnt kiss to not mention it every single time any characters kiss. shameless self promo here)

no wait hang on what the hell 

WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN??? 

“drunk or not, i love you” i see now why that line was significant 

and also the slight breakup foreshadowing earlier 

i understand it now 

they wont break up tho bc (i pull out a sword) i will not allow it 

(just kidding) 

(i dont have a sword) 

(if i did have one tho i would absolutely take it out of its sheath right at that moment) 

FRIENDSHIP COMFORT TIME 

YAY FRIENDSHIP 

they make me happy 

HIS PERFECT HAIR 

I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH GFYTDFYTFCUTVJHV

oh yay we get some tub time!! i cant wait to learn more about him so that i can pick him apart and do a character autopsy on him to find out how he works! 

is he speaking from experience? tub, what do you have going on in life? what have you gone through? tell me all about it :] 📝📝

is it texas chicken or is it kfc? 

MY BOYS 

IM GONNA CRY THEYRE SO FREAKING CUTE 

ilysm three 

RIGHT????? he gets it 

THREEZOOOOOO

i love them so much

NOOOOOO

CHE??? 

something good better happen 

(eret son of eret voice) is tha’ who i fink i’ is? 

it might not be 

if anyone knows who plays this man, pls lemme know 

NOOOOOOO NOT THE GAMEBOY 

OH IT GOT WORSE 

sir do you have the technical skills for this 

i know hes the head of a game developing company thing but the actual physical insides of a gameboy are an entirely different thing, right? 

i was waiting for the thoop situation to come up again 

the MOOD that this is-

i have finished my pomegranate and can confirm that the juice does in fact come off of human skin, which is nice bc i looked like id murdered someone 

👀

and how are you gonna do that, gun? 

idk man, i reckon id appreciate you as my big bro 

yayyy that was really good, a little bitter at times but really sweet overall. 7/10, would try again 

oh and the episode was also really good 

huge lack of threezo tho 

theyd better make up for it next week 

still good tho 

bye bye everyone! have a good day!! 

[oddlylongtelephonecord]

setting aside the definitions of queerbaiting and queer-coding (bcuz i dont rly agree w the way u use those terms and i think discussions of them should start with definitions bcuz ppl keep using them differently) I think you might be overlooking the real polygamous undertones in VNC! Vani's relationship to Jeanne starts out forced for thematic reasons beyond orientation, and its settled into something very sincere atm. This does not discount the stuff going on w vanoé. That scene in s2 for example-- it's doesn't just cut to Noé. It's INTERCUT between Vani's developing feelings for Jeanne and Noé's support and presence in his life! The stuff going on between Jeanne and Domi seems real too, so we are looking at WAY more than Vani.

OKAY OKAY so this person actually brings up some fantastic points!

(side note: I literally had to hunt through the manga volumes on my shelf to confirm the stuff about the scene being references in s2/chapter 42)

First, I want to clarify the definition of queerbaiting that I understand. The definition I have been using is the oxford dictionaries one [the incorporation of apparently gay characters or same-sex relationships into a film, television show, etc. as a means of appealing to gay and bisexual audiences while maintaining ambiguity about the characters' sexuality.] I have adjusted the original post to more accurately explain this!

But more importantly, I think that your point about the polygamous undertones is actually really fascinating, because I think you're right.

I think it would be really interesting to see the author explore the relationship between Jeanne and Dominique too, BUT BACK TO THE POINT! You brought up something that I actually forgot about! Now we just have to dissect what exactly the scene in s2 cuts to both Jeanne and Noe. There's a ton of nuance in this, and unfortunately I look too deep into things and tend to get lost in my own thoughts, so the author's intention is lost on me LMAO, but here's my thoughts on it:

I believe that it was because Vanitas is split. I think it would def be even more interesting if the author were to explore the polygamous undertones, (because I actually totally believe that Vanitas is in love w both of them, again, ch 42 implies this heavily) but I will be so honest, I think that these themes ever becoming more overt is unlikely just because of the general opinions surrounding polygamy.

ANYWAY, I think that it was likely split with the intention of showing that Vanitas is having split thoughts between the two. While I'm not quite positive that this was the author's intention, (primarily because of what anon brings up, actually; it's very possible the intention was to subtly pull in polygamous themes) I do believe that it is very likely that it was intended to show that Vanitas' feelings towards Noe are developing into something he never anticipated. Now, he is trapped in this weird limbo in which he has feelings for two different people.

I also want to add that there is like a shit ton of other stuff going on in this series right now. I chose to focus on Vanitas in the og post because it's just something that I personally find incredibly interesting. I don't intend to take away from anything else going on, I just chose to zero in on that in particular.

Basically, I actually agree with everything in this ask, so I really appreciate this stuff being brought up because it gives me a chance to go in depth on more stuff that I didn't explain as well in the first post!

[spicybylerpolls]

to this anon:

“personally i find bottom will to be more canon compliant purely because we have yet to see them sexual together AT ALL”

this is so contradictory it’s unreal…….. like, right. we have yet to see them sexual together at all. and we haven’t seen anything of mike’s desires for will because that is actively spoiler territory. people have to see this, right?

agree

disagree

i see your point about not having seen them sexually yet, but i was speaking as if roles in bed are a representative not only of real life characteristics for real people, but of fictional character characteristics that are portrayed on screen for us to pick up on. it's not unreasonable to assume that the dynamic between mike and will in non-sexual capacities will be mirrored in their sexual one.

and seeing as we havent seen mike and will sexual together, how is it not natural to speculate based on evidence, as we've done with so much other stuff regarding their relationship, how they will be in bed?

perhaps i should have clarified why i view it this way. mainly it's about the knight in shining armour thing - dnd - paladin and cleric - mike playing the saving role throughout the show yet never actually properly saving will on his own yet, which i think he is desperate to (or at least its a concept he responds well to). mike is desperate to save will's life. even if will saves the day in s5 (and i think he will), mike wants to (and hopefully will get to) do a little mini bit of saving will on top of that, and this will be shown by him tending his wounds/protecting him in battle/pulling him from danger/holding him in his arms when will gets hurt.

mike smiles flirtatiously when will suggests that their friends /fam were the ones to save him instead of the gov. you could read this subtext as mike hearing 'YOU saved me', and the writers showing the audience even more of this saviour dynamic.

even if we didnt have this overt scene, the entire premise of the show is based on mike going out of his way to save will. they even have the above-mentioned analogous imagery, being dnd and knights etc, and THEN they confirmed this imagery with a pre-raphaelite style painting in s4 which WILL HIMSELF MADE. mike wants to save will, and will wants to be saved by mike.

mike saving people is also his overall Thing, his solution to his insecuritiy, his way to be needed.

does that mean mike doesnt also want to be saved? nope. this true love story works because they save each other. and neither does the above dnd imagery mean will is a useless damsel either, especially when his cleric powers are suggested to be pretty damn powerful. but if you take away all this stuff, mike has still been shown to be the assertive one in their relationship, such as coming up and asking will to be his friend.

it also doesnt have to be about power dynamics. often, people love to assume the opposite role they do in life in the bedroom as it gives them release, such as all those executives and CEOs who are into being dominated. but when mike and will begin sleeping together for the first time, i think they would take the roles that feel most natural to them without consciously saying 'hey, who is the sub here?' because not only is that anachronistic for their knowledge of sexual activity in that era/locale, but they are teens who will be just trying to do it right and not cum after two seconds, let alone able to roleplay yet.

they'll be leading with their hearts and bodies, and to me, everything we have seen of will is that he wants to be underneath mike. i'm not saying this is CORRECT and nothing else can happen, but your response made it sound as if i was CLEARLY WRONG when actually, that was just my interpretation of events, and i have plenty of reasonable evidence that supports bottom will. you can't say i'm wrong because the evidence is there, for me.

you can disagree, and say you dont think this is evidence at all, but thats just the same as milevens saying that mike looking at will's lips a million times is not evidence that he fancies will.

and lastly, i think roles in bed are much more complex than this anyway. its about power when you make it about power (such as BDSM), but that takes conscious effort. in nature, someone is not just submissive because they are physically underneath, or a bottom, bla bla. i once read a take about hetero sex and dom/sub roles, and someone said the woman was always in control because the man is on her turf. inside her. something delicate of his is inside her body. there are whole horror movies about this concept, like Teeth. and usually, the woman/bottom wants to be there, meaning the idea of submission is very nebulous.

yes, mike could get off on being the bottom, and i dont see why they wouldnt both be vers in future. but early doors, and especially in a fictional tv show where everything a character says or does must tell the audience something about who they are (or else why is that scene even there?), i think they would both gravitate towards mike being a top and becoming, for will, not only someone who is going to take care of him, but someone who shows him that its safe and even enjoyable to let go and let someone in, after all those years of abuse of different kinds. mike is the only person will would trust to be inside him. if will topped mike first time they slept together, what would that portray for will's dynamics? and for mike's?

for me, it would mean will was still not letting somebody in, even mike - someone he was in love with and trusted to the ends of the earth.

will bottoming = will finally feeling safe.

Please note that the purpose of this blog is not to be creepy or to make anyone uncomfortable. That's why I created the #spicy byler tag (I will tag all polls with this). If you don't want to see this blog or anything related to it on your feed, please block that tag. Not everyone is comfortable with this sorta stuff, and that's okay.

[anakin-pilled]

okay i finally finished the star wars sequel trilogy and here’s my opinion and thoughts on each of the movies that no one asked for but i want to share anyway 🤓🤓 spoilers below!

The Force Awakens:

Don’t have a strong opinion on this movie TBH, I think it’s the weakest of the three but it’s a good introduction movie.

Wasn’t expecting Han’s death…RIP TO A REAL ONE😭

Still don’t understand how Rey was able to beat a trained Kylo Ren in battle…she was too OP for the first movie.

Kylo’s back story isn’t convincing enough and I think he’s kind of lame, I don’t think they did him justice.

Transitioning between scenes is so reminiscent of the OG triology and I love it.

The Last Jedi:

THE BEST OUT OF THE THREE!! I really enjoyed this movie; especially all the different sub plots. I loved that we got to see more characters.

I AM A FINNPOE ENTHUSIAST

I AM NOT A REYLO ENTHUSIAST

I liked Rose’s character and her dynamic with Finn!! Kelly Marie Tran did not deserve all the hate she got ): Rose was awesome ):

The scene in Snoke’s throne, Kylo reminded me so much of Anakin in ROTS, from the hair to the expression on his face, I literally think he channeled Anakin’s energy into his performance (think of Anakin when he first pledged loyalty to Palpatine)

Kinda confused on the direction they went in with Luke. You mean to tell me Luke refused to kill Darth Vader because he believed there was light still in him, but couldn’t extend the same hope to Kylo? Idk, Luke’s main characteristic is that he’s the hopeful, optimistic hero and I feel like they completely scrapped that. ESPECIALLY BECAUSE THEY DONT EVEN DIRECTLY TELL YOU WHY KYLO HAD SO MUCH DARKNESS IN HIM, i blame the story tellers

Luke saying no one’s ever really gone…yeah I cried 😭

I knew Luke died from like years ago, but watching his force spirit in front of the two suns just reminded me of that iconic scene in ANH where he’s standing in front of the two Tatooine suns. Literally one of my favorite Star Wars scenes EVER 🥹

The Rise of Skywalker

I think my biggest gripe with this trilogy is that it completely ruins Anakin/Vader being the Chosen One. Like….George Lucas confirms he’s the Chose One and then we see in ROTJ that he helps brings balance to the force, thus completing the prophecy. BUT THEN PALPATINE DIDNT DIE AND HES BACK AND THAT MAKES THE PROPHECY COMPLETELY MOOT AND THATS AN INSULT TO MY POOKIE.

Didn’t expect Leia to die…I know Carrie died (RIP TO A REAL ONE) but I honestly didn’t know she was going to die in the movie and I kept on wondering how they were going to pull it off. And I’m just realizing they killed each of the OG trio 😭

We needed more Rose.

They built up Finn to be a love interest for Rey in the first movie then completely scrapped that idea for Reylo 😭

Not sure how I feel about Reylo. I was really hoping they wouldn’t kiss then BOOM they kissed. Idk I just don’t think the chemistry was there.

I still think they did Kylo’s character building dirty, but I did enjoy his redemption arc. RIP

The voices of all the Jedi guiding Rey, I CRIED OKAYYYYYY

FINNPOE SUPREMACY

I love FinnPoe, but also Finn and Poe separately. Oscar and John were amazing

Seeing all the Death Stars crash, the Ewoks looking up and cheering, the celebration scene 😭😭😭😭 I cried so much IDK it just reminded me so much of the the end of ROTJ and honestly I’m a huge sucker for a good winning final scene.

Overall, I enjoyed the trilogy more than I thought I would and while I do think it’s not PERFECT and I do think there’s a lot to fix, I do think a lot of SW fans are just salty and hated the idea of a more diverse, female led franchise. I would definitely watch again (:

Now I need to know what happens after lol

[aerifth]

new ff7r trailer got me fucked up in the club, they designed it to be as confusing as humanly possible so here are my condensed and digested thoughts on whatever the hell happened in it

as the #1 She Will Live truther it took me a minute to like wade through all of the misdirection in the trailer and i feel like im still not shaken on everything. especially with stuff like the whispers behind her? shes also like, just casting holy. and we have no idea why yet. there's nothing so far that would really insinuate that she would need to do that, but she's doing it. and if i wanted to really pick apart what we're looking at, the scene is paced very differently from the original? it might just be the trailer cut, but she opens her eyes, looks at cloud(?), there's immediately black feathers, and before she can even smile at him it's panning up to show sephiroth. so like... obviously something's super up, and i have a couple guesses as to what

the one im leaning the hardest on right now is that it's straight up not real. whatever we're looking at it's not the real, present aerith in cloud's timeline. i dont really know exactly what this means, if it's a vision sephiroth is inducing into cloud as a "this will happen because you're a fuckup" trick to get cloud on his side, or if it's jenova-related, i have no idea.

but like, there's fucking whispers in the background! which makes no sense! in cloud's timeline, the whispers are super dead. we spent a whole game destroying the thread of fate, so if they're actually back something crazy has to be happening. BUT, they are still around in zack's timeline, so maybe what we're seeing is somehow HIS aerith?

my last guess is that it's a vision of the original aerith, from the original game. this doesn't align with those minor differences i mentioned earlier (which, in a game as anal about that as ff7remake, might actually mean something important), but i could see it still serving the purpose of "sephiroth showing cloud a vision", or maybe this is what marlene somehow shows zack, now that we know this is what she was shown in remake (!!!). i dont know! i think it's a safe bet that we will see aerith die in this game, but that doesn't mean The aerith who is with us the entire game will actually end up dying.

poking around i'm still seeing a lot of people expecting her to die, which leaves me to continue thinking that her living is an unexpected enough subversion that doing it would be worthwhile. especially with how they're bracing us for it in the marketing, it feels perfect for a rug-pull, and i think the lyrics of the new song (stated to be aerith's response to cloud in hollow, the main theme song of ff7remake that was cloud calling out to aerith) drill that in. the full version of the song from the performance has lyrics that suggest aerith wanting to be saved in a pointed way that hasn't really happened before, or at least not this overtly, whereas the lyrics as they're presented in the trailer itself make it seem like it's a goodbye song.

but by that measure, i feel way more sure that the most tragic thing that could happen is not aerith dying- it's the opposite, it's cloud being torn away from her, specifically. i still feel pretty confident that cloud will be sephiroth's vessel in his titular rebirth, and that might be how they go about it all, but it feels a little weird to undercut things in that way? aerith is already still alive somehow in zack's timeline, despite everyone else being confirmed(?) dead, so i don't know what to think about that.

there's also one line from tifa that's really making me wonder how thigns are going to go in this game- she tells cloud to let her help him, which evokes cloud and tifa in the lifestream for me. we already saw a shot of tifa seemingly in the lifestream, so like, are we going to try and get to that early? are we doing that prematurely with a cloud who doesn't trust tifa, preventing her from being able to help piece his memories back together? that sounds like it would be fucking crazy, this also leads me to believe tifa is going to die somehow by the end of the game, which i still think would be more pointed than killing aerith again (as much as i dont want it to happen, for gay reasons)

right now i think the two most likely possibilities are:

aerith will live in the main timeline, she'll be the lone protagonist of the third game and figuring out how she can even begin to put the pieces back together is a major driving factor

aerith will live in zacks timeline. now, zack and aerith are entirely localized to a separate reality from the rest of the party, setting up for a faux-reunion in the third game, while giving them a way to back out into advent children, verbatim, once everything is over

i'll be honest: unless you're a purist who is here just for the preservation of the original story as-is, option 2 sucks. it's fuckin awful. it makes everything that these games are trying to do feel totally unimportant, and it makes me wonder why they bothered with the theme of changing fate if things are just going to go back to normal at the end. it's really bad. ever since they mentioned that everything will still line back up with AC, it's given me a bad vibe. like, what makes advent children happen is just the presence of the sephiroth remnants and geostigma, which can still happen. but it's also important to remember that like, remake sephiroth! is post AC sephiroth! this dude has already been through all that! it doesn't make any sense why he would want to go back to that again, it arguably makes a weird ass timeloop which kind of sucks. dont like that!

this is all of the most important stuff i've been dwelling on. this trailer was a lot, and it was definitely designed to be confusing, with biggs alive, jessie (fake) alive, barret red and bugenhagen in either the cave of the gi or the temple of the ancients?, basically everything that happens with zack, the fact that the play they do in the gold saucer is straight up just loveless now, it's all fucked. this is me coping with how fucked this trailer was

[daniels-rwby-blog]

Volume 9 episode 8 reaction

That's a hell of a thumbnail and again an interesting title of tea admist terrible trouble, the Alice and wonderland parallels continue.

The title is as Good as Ever And again ruby is sitting by a tree,

ep1 parallels woo.

No dont yell at little!Punches tree like shes playing minecraft

Dam its dark already, okay rt spotlight of pressure we get it.

And the house of neo.

So much backstories in these portraits

HES BACK, its amazing i love it.

THE META YEEEEE

Its just like chibi said nothing bad ever happened and i love it this kind of meta is what i wanted from a fairytale volume.

The subtle camera work really sells it.V3 call backs wooo.

Reset you say?

Its interesting how we did actually hear neo before she strikes,

nice bit of attention to detail.

But yeah ive got loads of ideas about this little sequence, how neo projects to torchwick, the leaves from the tree, why the tea is rainbow, looking forward to going over this ep in detail.

But for now Action!

love Neopolitan, was my favourite character untill v8 and Ambrose. But best girl is back and the umbrella twister of fight scenes is hinted at beautifully with that little entrance.

And she know shes best girl, that smile to roman.

And back to bees plus Weiss

Wiess no your comedic relief not serious.

I love this fight, the colors the shade ruby hears the fall penny turning and penny just savage and so dark its amazingly blocked.

This is the moral story i wanted from v7 and v8

The blur of good and evil and if team rwby are the hero's. Reminds me of clone wars and its change of perspective. But obviously very different.

Also little is still adorable while so scared.

Alright the "well shit" moment is apon us.

So yeah that got dark. Rose garden fans how ya doing?

Its framed so well.

The staff

the change to oscar,

and then neo pulls out the cards with qrow and rwby and jnpr.

Then she steps in herself, best girl.

And the cat ex machina, this is fucking dark.

Okay so the cat says maker, and the cat wants a purpose, and also the relics are made, and the relics are hidden in pocket dimensions.

Yeah I'm saying it, the cat is the crown.

Now i don't love this idea (go watch the video on yt) because i feel like this should be the reset volume with no links to any wider stuff on remnant, like a pause and then we go back to normal but with growth and deeper relationships. But i see it.

And as a call back in volume 10 or 11 it would be awesome, just not as they leave with the crown from the ever after, that's gonna take a lot of convincing to get me on board. Okay back to the reaction:

Again i love it.

And neo wants it all for herself.

And poor little, gonna come back to that,

and back to the tea.

I mean yeah rubys not dead, but wow who said this was filler

we just said the main new character of the cat is trying to get a permanent body and using ruby as it, and then killed the title character, nkt a volume for beginners.

Also yeah its a metaphor for

Suicide, woo.

And neo is batshit crazy, but we knew that anyway.

I assume the voice of roman was always there, always chippin away at neos mental state.

But addressing the cat, wtf?

Like it went inside her?

Mate what the hell is going on i thought i was watching rwby?

I enjoyed it, i really did its so good, but its dark and wacky and yeah this volume better stay self contained cause this plus salem and grimm would be too much.

I dont like neo speaking and i dont like that model, with all of neos new semblance and again cat just peaces out like ruby at the end of last episode.

So my final thoughts and mini theories.

What's littles Ascension gonna be?I love that we get 2 ships confirmed, like roman and neo were already pretty much cannon, but just to reaffirm it.

Also the i think the writers are telling us something with his consumed neo got by killing ruby that after she drank the tea, neo broke.

Like straight up died inside, even her inner voices got worried,

i wonder if RWBY can use that info to sedate Salem or something, involving sacrifice and all that good jazz.

Also dude we got jaunes saving neo, kinda.

That face gives me hope for the dark ass RWBY i wanted from this volume, but also nightmares.Why cat want to suck my soul and body? has cat done this before?

(Sorry for the swearing i try not to with these but this episode is as close to losing its pg13 rating as rt have dared go before so i hink its warranted)

Thanks for reading y'all, stay tuned for in depth theories and read my other stuff, I'm only wrong 50% of the time.

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