#also i think we all know by now i am not a fast writer

[ven0moir]

i'm BAFFLED at all the bychance hate on the tag right now because they're genuinely like

"Mike is Will's FOREVER. He said so and therefore he will continue to castrate himself over and over until Mike chooses him because that's TRUE LOVE!!!!!! Mike saying he loved El in front of him did NOTHING to weaken the powerful, endless loop of his love! also, he won't go for CHANCE because he is EVIL!!!! Will is above mortal temptations because of his neverending love for Mike!!! he would NEVEEERRRRRRR, the duffers would NEVER dare to give Will a chance at love that isn't Mike because Will isn't even gay, he's Mikesexual, that's the healthiest expression of true love possible for Will and that is EXACTLY what the duffers will give us!"

is this real life????????? Not the mileven-coded mentality 💀 i even thought they were satire for a second. with cypherheartnokey's recent post, and your bychance timeline, at this point anti-bychance bylers are the weakest link. Bottom of the barrel behavior. isn't that why we shit on mileven so much anyway? because of how obsessed they are with each other? Make it make sense!

i don't even care about bychance and am personally open to whatever happens as long as it feels right. But the Duffers said some people might not like the way things go in season 5, and for all we know, they were talking about bychance in that sentence. The truth is that they did whatever the hell THEY felt is right for their story, and nothing we do or say will change what they have already decided.

hi anon! omfg not the "mikesexual" mindset HELPP ...

and ty for bringing up the only expectation you have being that you just want things to be fair bc YES. SAME

i talked about the general idea that seems to be agreed upon amongst bylers: mike confessing to will last minute during a life or death situation... and ... sure, maybe the duffers manage to pull that off in a way that feels sincere, but tbh? as per how we left them in S4, they both deserve better.

will deserves an opportunity outside of mike to reclaim his agency and not be a bystander in his own love life, and Mike deserves the opportunity to step into his heart's true desire in a way that feels natural to him and not at the face of the world exploding if he doesn't confess. but bc he WANTS to.

the writers are walking a very fine line when depicting this bc they have to balance this with everything else going on, in the very limited time they have. ironically, that's why I think bychance is the fastest way to achieve both those things

agency for will, catalyst for mike. like, bychance could literally be done as a one-time thing and still serve a purpose. I'm talking legit within ONE episode kinda deal.

i say this bc, we talk about jealous mike, sure, but think about robin seeing vickie with a boy vs her hoping vickie liked boobies ,,, she didn't even expect vickie to like HER, the question robin and steve were trying to answer is if she had a chance with her at all.

same thing with mike. mike seeing will with a girl? will is straight. suffering, game over. re: robin seeing vickie with dan + will seeing mike reunite with el = no hope, it's done for.

robin's hope was restored when she heard that vickie had broken up with dan + her and steve's initial 'queer-coding' read of her via Fast Times was confirmed right.

mike seeing will with a BOY? ( a bully, granted, which gives the audience plausible deniability ) while having the upper hand in the situation by having El's letter AND Will's painting in his possession?

Mike's brain connecting the dots like ...

'El's letter + Will's painting/speech + Will likes guys confirmed = "Is Will ... a liar AND traitor or ... is he in love with me?" '

something along those lines bc yeah if bychance is only meant as a way to make mike jealous then eh ... but if its used to unpack that in one clean swoop and prepare them both for their eventual fight? yes. give it to me rachel.

[ovaryacted]

Literally what do you mean a grown ass (white woman) typed out some shitty mediocre excuse of an article for The Cut, listing some of the best fanfic for The Pitt WITH FUCKING AO3 LINKS TO PEOPLE’S ACCOUNTS? How on earth did we fucking get here when it comes to how we engage and view fanfic and fandom spaces?

Not only was that article just a disgrace, the way the author talked about fanfic writers as a whole as if they’re in the wrong for writing things on their free time, in addition to having microagressive and ableist commentary on said fics in dismissing Dr. Robby/Dr. Collins as the most popular ship in the fandom to then talking about writing Mel as a sexual being as if that’s not possible with neurodivergent individuals is really just so fucking disgusting…I don’t even have words to describe how I feel. Not to mention, this person also linked several Jamira/Mohabbit fics which have since been locked to only registered users, and even going as far as to mention a Dr. Abbot/Dr. Robby fic in the article feels like an egregious attempt at doxxing and shaming if I’m being honest.

Fanfic and fandom shouldn’t be mentioned in mainstream media under the guise of pop culture for the sake of clicks and attention. The reason why fandom & fanfic even exist is so people are able to engage with their favorite pieces of media in ways they can control and manage privately. It’s a safe space for people to build community with other like minded individuals and to share thoughts and joy about said media. There’s a found social contract when it comes to the general audience of things and fandom spaces, and mentioning fanfic in an online column as a journalist of all things breaks that trust and ruins the connection people have already built towards that particular type of media. It’s also a violation of privacy just mentioning and linking people’s fanfics in an article for the world to see when many don’t understand fandom culture and the authors didn’t consent to having their work publicized in that way. What gives you the right to do that if you hold no relationship with the authors directly?

Since the pandemic around 2020, the approach towards fandom spaces and fanfic as a whole has changed dramatically. People are more hostile and judgmental when it comes to what people write, how frequently they do and treat writers like content pumping machines because we’ve become so accustomed to fast paced consumerism. People lack boundaries between actors and the media they’re a part of or consume, they print out people’s fanfic works to “own” as if it’s their own; and now it’s progressed to people’s work being scrapped to train generative AI systems by the millions and journalists using their fanfic works to talk about the things people write, share, and engage with in their own free time for publicity or even money.

So many people are already being discouraged to write and share their writing in the first place, and with the way things are going, I won’t be surprised if people just flat out stop writing fanfic all together, or start sharing their writing as pdfs on encrypted messaging apps to people they trust. I don’t get what’s so hard about leaving fanfic writers and fandom communities alone, but if this isn’t a sign of the growing puritanical, conservative, and hyper surveillance nature in our culture, then I don’t know what else there is to say. I’m worried about the future of fanfic writing and creatives as a whole, I really am, and we are quickly running out of safe spaces to engage in fandom content overall. Frankly I don’t think we have any safe spaces left, and that’s terrifying.

[mellowwillowy]

Thinking about writing a sweet, gentleman with a high sense of justice... Have a Yan! Baker!

Reader's gender is ambiguous as it's never really stated and only assumed.

Yan! Baker who is your neighbor and also your favorite baker of the town! The man has just recently moved next door and started his own little business which is opening a bakery!

Yan! Baker who gingerly offered you a cutely wrapped box of cookies as some sort of housewarming gift. One bite and you immediately fell in love with his creations! It's the best cookies you've ever had and the next day you saw him open his bakery, you were the first customer to line up for his cookies.

Yan! Baker who often gives you extra for every purchase you make, a little tad too much sometimes to be considered an extra. A juice for a piece of bread, a box of confections for a box of macaroons, and a box of luxurious-looking chocolate for a jar of cookies.

"My treat for someone so gorgeous like you." He eased you down with his smooth voice as you fidgeted at the extra he gave you. His smile was so genuine that you thought he might have taken a liking to you. But that couldn't be true right? He had a ring wrapped around his finger after all. He's most likely to be married already but you have never asked him that.

You thanked him and decided to pop off your curiosity today by asking him about his marital status.

"Me? Ahaha, yes I am not married yet, just engaged."

Perhaps your expression shifted too fast to the point he patted your shoulder, "... I really love them, I was once their prince in shining armor."

You cocked your head to the side while trying your best to make a chuckle at his word prince.

"Mmh, a literal prince might I say," Noel now wrapped both his hands on your shoulder, guiding you inside the bakery while spinning tales for you to hear to the point you didn't realize that the front rolling door was shut.

"A long time ago, this town was once a bustling village of an empire."

He sat you down at the kitchen table while preparing some tea for you to drink, somehow your mind fogged by his smooth voice.

"I had a twin brother and one of us was supposed to be the next Emperor but you see," Noel stirred the teabag into the pot, "I was not chosen by the die and my younger brother instead was raised to be the Crown Prince."

Is Noel a writer? You thought to yourself.

"But I didn't mind it at all, I received just a fair amount of love and attention from my family. I was slow in studying unlike my brother so I honed my skill in weaponry instead."

"So you were a knight?"

Noel nodded. You nodded slightly as well.

"I was a royal knight who was meant to guard both the country and my brother. But you know what?" Noel placed a tray of cookies, your favorite. "I grew up with not only my brother but also my beloved."

"Childhood friends?"

"More than that. They were one of my mother's lady-in-waiting and also my brother's closest friend and me."

A woman, you noted.

"Long story short, we grew up and got engaged, just like a fairytale." Noel picked the strawberry with his fork and ate it, since when did he bring it? And since when were the teas served already? His voice...

"But my brother was not pleased with it, he was envious, drowned in an ugly shade of envy." You could hear the irritation in his voice a tad too clear, a voice that you had never expected to hear from him.

"I was discharged from my duty momentarily due to a leg injury from a dispatch. It didn't bother me at all until I realized I had no hope of recovering completely, making my mother strip me of my duty permanently."

"But guess what, it turned out my brother was ecstatic about this news. He sent me away to be some preacher which automatically cut off my engagement. I didn't even have the chance to explain myself to them, only through letter could I apologize."

Was it his voice that lulled you deeper into the tale to the point you could see yourself in the setting or was it the cookies?

"Erickson swooped my love away and made them the Empress. They both reigned the empire into glory until I came in."

Chill ran down your spine, and the room that was originally normal suddenly felt hot.

"According to the prophecy, one of us three would be the downfall of the empire." Noel pointed between himself and you. Your waist felt so tight out of a sudden as though a corset was tightly wrapped around you. You wheezed from how the lack of oxygen and your eyes teared up from the smoke.

"Me, Erickson, or you. The Priest, the Emperor, or the Empress. The Knight, the Crown Prince," Noel brought your hand to his lip, "or the Jester."

An identical ring to his was slid into your finger, it fit like a charm, not too tight and not too loose.

The once small kitchen shifted into a spacious bedroom lit by a blazing scarlet that consumed the whole room. The heat was so much for you that you could somehow feel your skin melting.

Two heads were laid on top of your lap, and both of them shared the same scarlet hair, their face was not really clear but you could see them peacefully resting against you as their final resting place.

Just before you lost sight of everything and blacked out, Noel's kiss brought you back to reality. Kiss.

"I've been waiting for you for so long." The room shifted back to normal and you were on the bed with him above you. "Millennium, I waited for you for millennium and when I found you, I couldn't contain the feelings that were stored in the ring."

It turns out that your baker next door is not just some baker. He was your knight, your fiance, and your--

"But now, I can finally share this long locked suffocating feeling and fate with you." Noel muttered into your lip.

Diary Entry.

[andhumanslovedstories]

I've been thinking the kind of writing I do and the kind of reactions it gets. Some authors get goofy comics of their works. Me? I just got a comment on my Captain America: Winter Soldier fic that I helped the reader understand 9/11. I am, by the way, delighted by that.

I struggle to describe my own writing style. It's wordy, I know that, and favors a LOT of detail, to its benefit and detriment. I'm indulging this tendency for my current fic because it's fanfic and I am having a lot of fun seeing what details I write that I end up elaborating on, but my number one style goal this year is to work on brevity and a snappier pace. My style is so introspective; characters spend a lot of time reflecting on themselves. I put a lot of work into making my characters complex, even at times contradictory because I think that's true to human nature. And by god, do I think about a story's themes. Do other writers think about themes this much? Sometimes I'm like, hey brain, I'm actually good on themes. Would love to get some plot.

Not to entice all the sapiosexuals out there, but I take a very cerebral approach writing. (This does not btw mean that the fic itself will be particularly intelligent.) I'm not saying this is a good or bad way--it's one way to write. My writing can feel very cold to me. Very same-y as well. That's why writing SQQ pov is so fun, it's such a radically different voice than my usual.

The fic I'm writing now was supposed to be a lighthearted fic that was an excuse for me to practice writing a sex scene. Almost 80k words in, it's so super not that. I just can't resist the thrall of complication. Although you know, as I'm writing this, I'm not exactly sure what an "intellectual approach" to writing even means to me. I use big words? I overuse semi-colons?

Maybe it's the way that I'm so language-forward in my writing. Like, what I love doing is crafting a sentence. Someone described literature to me as writing where the main draw is the author's technical accomplishment in executing their style. I definitely favor authorial voice, to the point where the stories I write that I like least feel like balsa wood gilded over. It looks nice, but you quickly realize it's weak as hell.

There's works that clearly value style over plotting, and vice versa. You need both when you write--all plot with no style reads like a synopsis of itself and all style with no plot is imagery in pursuit of nothing. Both very boring in their own way. It's interesting how totally which one weighs more affects every part of the story. Mrs. Dalloway is not a fast-paced page turner, and a thriller doesn't halt itself so we can read really beautiful, pointless paragraphs about how the color of the sky evokes memories of a long ago time when you were so different.

Maybe what I mean is that my stories tend to evolve out of the ideas that I'm exploring. In the fic I'm writing now, I had this core conceit of misunderstanding: people failing to interpret something without knowing they're doing so. In a way, the entire story is about the hard work of moving from misunderstanding to understanding. Getting information, interpreting it, having that interpretation challenged, exploring what that challenge provokes, moving either closer or further from "the truth". Shen Qingqiu misunderstands basically everything, and basically everyone misunderstands Shen Qingqiu. What situations can I make that center on misunderstandings? I also think a lot about the concept of fault--how have people failed in the past, how are they failing in the present, and how do you make up from what you have done wrong? Do you get to just move forward? Are you always at mercy of whatever you did in the past?

So a lot of the plot of the story stems out of ways that I can bring those ideas to the forefront. When I get stuck, I think of different ways these concepts can manifest. Ming Fan's getting a whole plotline because of this. I like my writing, I do, but I’ve really been thinking about the way I write affects what I write. And then in turn the reactions I get to my writing. And then I wrote this whole post because ao3 was down and I couldn’t post my chapter. And now here we are.

Also general DVD commentary on OOC fic--I hit such a roadblock because we're very close to the point of the story where Big Things are going to happen, and I could not decide on exactly how those things should occur. I had about three ideas that I was excited about. None of them were compatible with the others and each would have very different emotional implications. It's hard to write when you're essentially juggling three different drafts. The only way I got myself to commit to one was promising myself that I could always write AUs of my own fic. I honestly doubt I'll get around to doing that, but who knows. Maybe someday there will be a fic of (spoiler warnings ig for things that aren't going to happen) this fic's version of sqq and lbh in the endless abyss together.

Also you would not imagine the amount of thought I've given which conversation should happen before the abyss and where each character relationship needs to be. I have dithered like crazy. And there's so many relationships I'm working with. I'm keeping track of Shen Qingqiu's relationship with: Luo Binghe, Liu Qingge, Yue Qingyuan, Mu Qingfang, Ming Fan, Shen Jiu, Qing Jing Peak as a whole, a couple of OCs, the System, and his concept of self. Mu Qingfang has not been on screen for a minute but it's not because he doesn't haunt my plot outline. Sorry, bud, everyone else just keeps getting more pressing stuff.

[bronx-bomber87]

Hello and happy Wednesday Fandom and wonderful readers :) This was another solid episode. The hitman SL could be interpreted in a few ways I think. Which is kind of fun. I'll be real honest I'm not 100 percent sure what the endgame is and such. This doesn't feel done. But that is the fun part of these 'First' impressions. Those first initials thoughts. Would I like to be spot on and right all the time? Sure who wouldn't be? haha

But I'm also ok being off or wrong about this as well. I'm sure my outlook will be wildly different when this ep gets added to my master list this summer. I was entertained though I will say that. We got to have Tim/Angela on a case too. What's not to love there? Bestie time is always appreciated.

Second LOVED The Lucy/Celina SL. I'm very close to my sister so it struck an emotional chord with me. Just like her sister SL did the first time. As a all around episode I really enjoyed it. Not gonna say it was 7x08, 7x09, 7x11 or 7x12 caliber but I liked it all around like last ep. That is the theme of this season. Plus I'll never say no to another hug. Ever. Hard to believe we're in the home stretch. The final 5 are left including this one. This has gone way too fast. Only 4 left after this one. Better to not dwell on that too long. Let us begin.

7x14 Mad About Murder

We start off in what has become my happy place this season. Tim's house. Just makes me giddy to be there. No matter the occupants with him. Obviously the most enjoyable is when Lucy is there ha. But I'm getting such joy out of the use of it. I'm sure Eric was thrilled considering he fought so hard to get it back. Love that man. Oh Captain, my Captain.

Tim invited Miles over to strong arm him into the touch football game. Which is beyond precious by the way. I love seeing Tim so passionate about it. We know how much he loves football. What it means to him. Also how competitive he is. Was giving 1x05 vibes. Their convo is interrupted by a knock. The minute Tim opened the door and that man said his rank and name I was anxious.

Now I will say the way he cocked his gun and reopened the door. Have mercy. I was here for it. Tim in streets plus that? Thank you writers for this morsel. The dude's face when Tim reappears with the gun is priceless. Not what he signed up for. But what did he expect showing up to a cop's house with a message like that? Tim doesn't have time for this and has Miles cuff the guy.

This is where all my questions and anxiety stem from for this SL. Questions like. Who is this person? Why are they wanting to take down this site? But mostly WHY Tim? Why deliver it to him? This is where my nerves kick in. This unknown voice saying they will destroy him if he tries to find out. They could mean 'You.' as the collective LAPD 'You.' But they could also not.

Now would I be reacting this way if this was delivered to Nolan? No. Not even a little bit. Sorry John. lol But I am over protective over him and Lucy. More so than anyone else on this show. Something I'm sure is obvious af to you all. The fact that this landed on Tim's doorstep put me on edge from the moment it happened.

Just didn't sit right with me. Them finding Tim at his house and presenting it the way they did. I could be overreacting but my initial gut reaction to this was anxiety and questions. That is the fun of going through these the first time though and seeing how it unfolds. Was quite the start to the ep.

Poor Celina I can't even imagine what she was feeling. To take the darkest moment of your life and hear people talk and comment on it? What a violation. I feel dirty just writing about it. Let alone living it. I do love that Lucy love's true crime. That has always made me chuckle. She lives and breathes it and craves more in her off time.

Lucy's face when she hears Celina's name. Ugh. I would've reacted the same way. Taken off like a bat out of hell. Ready to destroy this podcaster. Lucy is barely able to keep up with Celina as she all but bolts towards this woman's place. Trying to be supportive of how she feels but wanting to keep her anger contained. Since she is a a public servant and all.

We can see the concern written all over her face as she chases Celina. She's such a good friend. I love her. We all need a Lucy in our lives friend wise. Luckily she is able to contain it best she can with Celina pulling her mom out. They run into another woman in the hall. One desperately looking for her pregnant sister who has been missing for weeks. Celina's mom volunteering them to help her. Their SL begins.

What I loved about this SL was we got to have Tim and Angela on a case together. Bestie's unite on this one. This may be random af but made me think of a thing on New Girl. 'A Classic Winston and Cece mess around.' LOL A classic Tim and Angela case. This scene above being why. The looks shared between them while they investigate these clueless people haha Didn't have the space to get third guy in but their shared looks are top notch.

That first lady is clearly checking Tim out. No shame in her game. Saying as long as his arm as she checked out his arm lmao I mean, I was checking out his arms too, but I always do that when they’re in plain view like that. The way he turns around to Angela had me cackling. Man never knows how to take being hit on. Never has. Never will.

Eric is so effortlessly funny it’s subtle, but it lands so well. And Alyssa? Her reaction in kind is absolute perfection. They're so good together. The second one hitting on Angela is too funny. I was laughing so hard. "Not this shorty.' Ha I really do love when they're paired together. Only other person Tim has this good of chemistry with on a case, besides Lucy, is Angela. Their banter and teamwork is *chef's kiss* So you'll never see me complain about them tackling a case together.

They find out hitman and clients alike are being wiped out due to website being hacked. Which is horrifying with how quickly they found that out tbh. I mean clearly the person who let Tim know and the person wiping out these people are not the same.

Makes me wonder who the hell it is.... I'm assuming that's the idea. That we aren't supposed to know. What they do know is they have a list of people to stop from being killed.

Nolan tries to make a dad joke and fails HARD. The look between them had me cracking up. I did love their in-sync turn to face John. Only other person I would be comfortable Tim having this much case chemistry with is her. Bestie magic at it's finest. They're so over Nolan's BS and I'm laughing so very hard. Thinking he has something important to say and it's that....Swing and a miss good sir. I love them.

I LOVE LOVE LOVE the authority Lucy exudes in this scene. Takes control of the situation immediately. Telling Heather she needs to leave. Not in a minute. Not after they talk. NOW. Of course she tries to contest it and that doesn't fly with Lucy. Not one bit. 'She's not in charge. I am.' *mic drop* Like hot damn girl. You're every bit the badass you don’t give yourself credit for. Look at you. I'm so proud.

Forever in awe of the confident BAMF of a woman she has become. It floors me just like Tim's growth. Makes me so happy to see. I adore Lucy taking on this leader/protector role for Celina in this episode. Knowing these waters are going to be choppy emotionally for her with this one. Celina has come a long way but this is a trigger for her. One she wouldn't be able to handle on her own.

Now I totally understand why Taylor did this. I'm very close to my sister. She's basically one of my best friends. I cannot imagine having a fallout like that and then have her go missing. I would be sick with worry and guilt. Needing to do SOMETHING to fix it. To alleviate the anxiety and worry eating me alive. I would be insane with stress and reaching out to anyone to help me. As I said earlier this SL struck a personal chord with me. They wrote this very well.

We get to the scene (other than the hug) I was most excited to get to. Some bestie time at Tim's house. Which I am more than happy they are at once again. They take a break from work and Tim asks if she wants a drink? They shift from work to personal life pretty quickly. Thank you Angela. You are a Queen and we all adore you for it. Doesn’t hold back on giving him shit in the slightest. No matter the subject. We are not worthy madam. But forever grateful.

She starts out slow. Asking about the game. If he convinced Miles to join yet or not? I love her easing him into it. She knows this man well. Tim jokes he threatened a blue page. Angela poking and prodding in a way only she can. Tim saying this game is important to him. Angela knows exactly what that is code for. All his issues with his father and what football represented for him. Doesn't waste a second calling him out for it. Tim asking if she always has to poke at his feelings? Uh duh.

Of course she wants to talk feelings. What else do you expect Timothy? Sure it's a convo she's been wanting to have for awhile with him. Especially with Tim and Lucy in a seemingly better place, a confusing, messy place, but still better. One where no one, including them, fully knows what that means. Clearly that is coming across to everyone in the station Angela included. Also love her saying he's one of the girls and girls gossip LOL Fantastic but true. What happens you have a girl-bestie my love. They wanna talk feelings.

Angela doesn't beat around the bush. Telling him to just spill it. He's not going to win this battle and he knows it. Asking Tim what's going on with him and Lucy? I will say this scene gave me 6x06 vibes. That scene in the car at the dock while they're tailing Ray. Angela giving him her advise whether he wants it or not. He isn't nearly as obstinate now as he was then. He is just a smidge this time around haha. It feels mostly banter based though. Tim replying honestly he doesn't know. It's a fair assessment.

They're in a better space but they're not fully healed. She just used his body like a jungle gym not long ago. One he was more than happy to be, but it did make things messier.... So this is a fair reply from him. Following it up with her taking the Sergeants exam. Which is his way of saying he hopes that gives him another crack at winning her back. Angela picks up on this of course. Implying as such in her reply.

Being our on screen shipper saying 'So you two can get back together?' I love her so much. Tim denies it at first. Saying it's good for her career. I mean it is but it is also good for you two and this bloody chain of command issue. Tim letting her know it has come up though.....Angela ask if she can offer a little advice? I was so excited about this for couple reasons. One another square down for my bingo card haha Two. I just really wanted a scene like this. Angela telling him like it is about Lucy. He is far more receptive than he's ever been. Even if he is sassy in his reply above.

The giving season continues on with Angela's spot on advice. Crushing it on all fronts in her guidance. Putting everything on the table since they're talking about it. Starting off with Lucy was (and still is) the best thing that's ever happened to him. FACTS. Just straight FACTS to begin with. The advice is to come. But I love her saying this to start with. We've known this for a very long time. But it is nice to hear it on screen. Just like everything else this season. It's so very satisfying to watch that become cannon. Angela watched over the years the positive impact Lucy has had on her friend. The amazing woman she's become. How happy she made him when they were together. Watched the change in Tim due to her. It had to be said.

She kicked this speech off strong and I was cheering her on. Angela soldiers forward letting him know if he is lucky enough to win her back after ALL he put her though. And as we all know far too painfully well, what he put her through was nothing short of hell. God it was hell on earth for us as well. Idk even with my previous ship I adored I felt as much agony as 6x06 made me feel. I love Angela recognizing that. I really do .She may have no idea the details but she knows the turmoil he thrust upon her with their breakup. The magnitude of it wasn't lost on her. I adore Tim nodding along with all of this. The Tim he is now, the more healed, more grounded one, knows exactly what Angela’s throwing down right now. I love that this is something that is brought up a lot. The severity of what he did doesn't fade. It's ever present.

He isn't shying away from it though. Post-therapy, there’s no one more aware of the damage he inflicted on her than Tim. I love Angela calling him on it and he is in absolute agreeance. No fight whatsoever. Her follow up to that is utter perfection. That he should be on his knees every night, praying in gratitude if he’s lucky enough to get her back. Yes he should be. GOD I LOVE THIS WOMAN. Ain't no one gonna tell him straight like his bestie will. Tim understands the assignment. You can see it when he says 'Understood.' All that’s left is the convo and Lucy's forgiveness at this point. Feel like everything else is in place IMO. We are so close I can feel it.

I admire Lucy apologizing here. I would do the same thing. The guilt would be eating me up. I would want to address the elephant in the room as well. I can't sit on things. I have to talk about them or they'll suffocate me. Lucy doing this is for Celina is just the best.

It's like this episode was trying to remind me why I love Lucy Chen so much. I already knew but I don't hate the reminders. I just adore her having the foresight to know it probably upset Celina. To nip that in the bud before they really dig into this investigation. Adore this woman. Safe to say I might be a little in love with Lucy Chen too haha

I was kinda hoping they’d have a case like this living together I will say. So having them team up like this was exciting to watch. Celina thanking her is everything. She knows what balls it took for Lucy to own up to listening to that podcast. To be vulnerable and confront it like she did. I love their bond it's so sweet. I'm sure it's something Celina NEEDED to hear but would've never asked of Lucy. That's what makes the moment so impactful and special IMO. I love their friendship so very much.

This entire sequence put me on edge in the best way. It was so good. The way they teamed up and saved this girl and child. Also Lucy Chen you are an absolute BAMF. That almost doesn't seem like enough of a word for her. Holy Hell. Do you see how she flew through that window and was immediately ready to negotiate?

Gun drawn ready to talk this unstable person down? I am in awe of her Fandom. Doesn't hesitate to pull that trigger when its warranted. To save that little babies life. To think you doubted you were a bad ass in 7x11 Lucy. SMH. Bailey should be the one metaphorically holding the beer now LOL If only she could see herself the way we all saw her. Goodness she is impressive.

Look at Lucy comforting Celina. Knowing right away this must be upsetting for her. How could it not be? They got to have the ending she was robbed of. I’m sure this is striking a deep chord within her. Lucy is making sure she is ok. Letting her know it's ok if she isn't ok.

I love that so much. When you don’t get any validation growing up, it’s such a blessing to find people who do that for you. Validate your feelings. Not only that but letting you know sometimes it's ok not to be ok. I can't explain how this hit just right.

I loved Lucy being that friend in this moment for her. Something very healing about receiving it. You can see Celina wants to cry after she say this. She've given her the space to not be ok with this. It's lovely. This scene got me square in the heart I will say. What a good episode for them both. Holy cow. Lucy spots her person waiting for her and feels the siren call of him. Letting Celina know she is going to be right back. That when she is she'll take her home.

Have to get some Feral Caitlin out before we start on this hug. Mmmm god Tim showing up looking like a god damn snack. Just look at him above when he arrives. Badge showing, tight red shirt, and jeans. Lord have mercy. This man will be the death of me in the best way.... I love him coming to check on her right away. Clearly hearing she had to shoot that crazy woman. His first priority is her. She’s the first thing on his mind and the first place he runs to.

I cannot with how much I love this. Adore that Tim is the one to initiate this hug. Transparent Tim continues to make me happy beyond belief. Doesn't ask if she needs a hug. Just engulfs her in his arms, the moment she is close enough for him to scoop her up. Lucy easily folds into him. Like the perfect puzzle piece she always is in their hugs. Just locking into place like it's where she should always be. Look at her above It's the first time she's been allowed to fall apart a little.

The little happy grunt she does once she's in his arms. *screams* The look of absolute relief that he is there is getting me emotional af. Like she can breathe a little knowing he’s there. Tim happy to be the one to hold her up if only for a brief moment. Also can we talk about where her hands are and where she slowly withdraws them? So intimately placed…my goodness. Tim trying to make a joke to get her to smile. It doesn't land like he wants with her defeated reply. So he just nods being whatever she needs in this moment.

I adore Lucy being open with him about how she’s feeling. That logically she can understand how someone could be that broken. But emotionally? She is wrecked and upset. Hell I am too. That whole scene was disturbing to watch unfold. I love that she leans into him emotionally when something is upsetting and hurts. Just like old times. We all know It’s how she makes sense of things by talking them out. Lucy knows he’s steady enough of a pillar to work it out with her.

That she feels safe enough to do that with him constantly now. Look at how we started this season. She wouldn't talk to him about Seth and her initials issues. Now look at her. It’s been a slow, steady kind of healing and there’s something so beautiful in that. How naturally it's come without being rushed. I commend the writers so much this year for it's pace. The maturity of it all has blown me away.

Now Tim just screaming his feelings once again in his reply. Concern pouring out of him. The relief in his eyes knowing she’s ok is glorious. To him at the end of the day Lucy being ok is more important to him than anything else. He conveys as much to her. This man isn’t going to waste a single moment with her without making sure she knows how much she matters to him. Keep showing up for her Tim. I know I have said that a lot but it's working. His consistency in moments like this are paramount to building toward their reconciliation and that talk.

It's sweet she is leaning on him a second time here. Asking if it was ok if she didn't come to the game later? Needing his reassurance to take care of herself. He gladly gives her it. The way he builds her up before saying he’s got her back I cannot. That is his speciality this year. Building his girl up when she needs him the most. Love me some s7 Tim fandom. I loved this man before; but God almighty, he has leveled up this year and I love him even more, if that’s possible.

I adore him listing all the ways she's earned her break. The reverence in his tone as he explains all the reasons she deserves to go rest. The man doesn’t need extra reasons to be so gone for her, but she just keeps stacking them up with badass moments like this. Also we got to see a little protective Tim coming out in his reply. He wouldn’t hesitate to destroy anyone who tried to give him crap about her missing it. Little bit of feral Tim comes out and he stops himself. And just says he’ll fill them in.

You watch him take a beat before he says it. Then finishes with 'I'll fill them in.' When really he’s wants to rip them a new asshole if they say anything. But refrains from saying as such ha Like to note the way Lucy looks at him adoringly as he answers the phone. The heart eyes are real. She didn’t decompress until her person arrived. Just being strong for Celina then he showed up and she could fall apart a little. *happy sigh* His sweet touch before he has to go has my shipper heart all happy. Gah I love them.

There is literally no purpose to this gif other than the sinfully delicious man above. Just flexing those sexy forearms as they prep. Tim Bradford is a full-blown thirst trap, and I’ve never been so dehydrated. The thirst is very real. Something about Field Tim and street clothes has me extra feral. haha *fans self*

I will say I loved Angela being the one to take Malvado down. Just like Lucy doesn't hesitate to do what must be done. After he kicked Tim and Nolan's ass....

Before she leaves she mentions the thing that's been bugging me this entire SL. Who is the person that contacted Tim? Is there any significance in him being chosen? Or was it just random? My gut just isn't sitting well with Tim being the chosen one to receive the news. So who this is? I guess that’s still TBD.... For now. I might be overreacting like I stated earlier. Simply because it's Tim who was the target to start the case. Like I said if it was Nolan I wouldn't bat an eye.

Could be mean nothing but we're headed toward the end of season.... So I'm a little on edge bout finale implications. I could be completely wrong and this has zero to do with Tim. Could have no connection to him at all. This could be another Monica fueled plan to get more players off the board.

And while that might not be him directly. If true doesn't mean he wouldn't be collateral damage in it all. Especially if this person wants revenge for being revealed and told him as much. My anxiety was cranked for this and I can't explain why. All I do know is we are not done with this whatever it is. And that's what makes me nervous. I don't have answers lol and that's ok shall see how this ends up playing out.

Tis Entire game was adorable and I loved it. As Giants fan And Eli Manning being the brother I love more I adored Cooper Manning being in this ep. That was amazing haha Also Angela trying to bribe Wes was everything LOL Nolan's face was funny in reply. Also it was pot shot at the refs from last season in the NFL I'm dying. IFYYK. Won't say no to Sports Tim in my fav color rocking a black eye. Idk why that does it for me. But honestly anything about this man does it for me let's be honest. haha Was a light and fun way to end the ep.

Next week looks GOOOOOD. I know the documentary eps aren't always well received. But I always have a soft spot for them. They're usually hilarious and more importantly produce excellent Chenford content. They're being interviewed together for it too. So I am ready for whatever goodies we get in this episode. May even get a more open Tim than we've ever seen with these. Especially if the topic of Lucy is brought up and or their relationship. It's a bummer about Abagail. I do love all the s2 tie backs this season. Rachel and Now her.

Thank you forever and always to my readers. Your likes, comments ( love chatting bout the season come chat) and reblogs fuel me. These are a fun thing I get to do for my happy place and you all make that possible so thank you. Shall see you all 7x15 :)

~~~~

Side notes-Non Chenford

Idk why hearing Eric’s voice say “previously on the rookie.” Brings me so much joy but it does LOL

Poor Nyla…I hope their meetings gain more traction in the future. Nice to see her and James in a better place it seems.

Omg these videos….I can't believe thats what they watched lol

Same day delivery for the win. Gah I miss same day delivery. Where I am now does not have it LOL I was very spoiled where I was before. Lived near a hub No where near one now...

God John’s view is stunning always blows me away when we're at his house. Legit distracts me in his house haha

Didn’t mind the FBI insert this ep. Maybe it’s the others I can’t stand LOL she’s pretty solid addition if we’re gonna have them.

So proud of Miles and his video. Love this kid. I love him using the game to get Tim to do the videos. I love him hahah well done sir. Also we better see dem videos.

[nats-bottom]

NR - I Never Get Jealous

Summary: Natasha gets jealous over Reader dancing with other women.

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol, jealousy

Notes: Sorry this took so long for me to write! I had some writer's block, but I'm back now!

I saw Fly Me to the Moon last night, and it is such a good movie! I highly recommend!

I also have accounts on Wattpad and AO3! The users there are @ paige_vers

Please give me requests! You can submit them here or on my insta, @ scarlettsoutset

ᨖᨖೱᨖ⧗ᨖⴵᨖ🕷️ᨖⴵᨖ⧗ᨖೱᨖᨖ

Natasha POV

I took another sip of my drink. Me and my girlfriend, y/n were at another one of Tony's parties. He threw parties all the time, most of the time for no reason. This party was no different. Just a party for no specific reason, with random people that none of us knew. 'Us' being the Avengers. We were all there because one, Tony made us all come, and two, there was no way we could sleep in the tower with all the loud music. 

I'm taken out of my thoughts when I feel a hand on my thigh and hear y/n say she's going to go dance. I give her a quick kiss and watch her as she walks off towards the dance floor. I move to the couch area, where a bunch of other Avengers are sitting. I sit down next to Steve, who's sitting next to Bucky. They each have a beer in hand, and are casually flirting with each other, but won't admit it. I start up a conversation with them, internally laughing every time one of them blushes at the other's comment. 

After a while, I get a glimpse of y/n on the dance floor, dancing with two other women, neither of whom I know. I feel the anger inside of me rising as I see y/n grinding on one of them. I watch her for a few minutes, when Steve waves his hand in front of my face. 

"Nat? Are you there Nat? Earth to Natasha!" he says trying to get my attention.

"What? Oh sorry. What's going on?" I ask.

"I just asked you how many pop tarts you think Thor will eat tonight. But clearly your mind is somewhere else. What's up?" 

"Oh, um, y/n is just dancing a little too much with some other women." I say as I feel the heat rising to my cheeks. 

"Ohhhh, I see. Someone's jealous." Bucky says with a smirk.

"No, I'm not jealous. I'm just, um, observing." I reply, not wanting to admit to my jealousy.

"Yes you definitely are. You should see your face." Steve says with a chuckle.

"Fine. I guess I am. And I'm going to go do something about it." I say as I get up and set down my drink on the table. I hear Bucky and Steve try to stop me, but I just ignore them and keep walking towards y/n. I squeeze through other people in the crowd and finally get to y/n. 

"Nat! Wanna da-" but before she can finish I pull her into me and give her a big kiss on the lips. She acts a little shocked at first, but then melts into the kiss. As I let go for air, she tries to hang on to the kiss a little longer. I keep my arms around her waist, hers around my neck. "What was that about?" She said with a smirk.

"I just didn't like how you were dancing with those other ladies." The other women had walked away by this point, leaving once they saw me glare at them. 

"Oh, is someone a little jealous?" y/n asks smugly, and drunkenly. 

"Jealous? Me? I never get jealous." I replied.

"Yeah. Sure. Uh-huh. I saw the look on your face as you came over here."

"I was not jealous. You can dance with whoever and I won't care." I say, trying to get her to believe me when I say that I'm not jealous.

"Then why'd you scare those other ladies off?"

"Because I want them to know that you're mine and mine only." I say in a deep voice. I pull her off the dance floor and to a couch in an area with the other Avengers. I sit down first and put her on my lap, putting my arms around her stomach. She rests her hands on mine and she leans back into my embrace. 

We talk with the other Avengers about random things, from Tony's newest project to how fast everyone thinks Pietro can run. I'm not really paying attention to the conversation though, all I can think of is y/n. How pretty she looks tonight, how she was dancing, and how I wished she danced with me like that. I move her hair aside, and start kissing her neck. She tilts her head to the other side a little after letting out a small, barely audible gasp. I start nibbling on her neck, making sure to leave a mark. I suck on the bite, then run my tongue over it. I move over to another spot, doing the same. I look over the marks I made, satisfied with it.

I move my hands to y/n's arms, rubbing them up and down. I whisper in her ear "you look so pretty, all marked up. Showing everyone else that you're all mine." I feel her squirm a little in my lap. "You like that don't you, pretty girl." I say, now playing with her hair. I nibble on her ear a little and I feel her shiver. "You just want everyone here to know that, don't you. You want everyone here to hear you scream my name." I hear her gasp, and see her nod ever so slightly. "Meet me in our room in 10 minutes." I whisper in her ear. She nods and excuses herself from the party, saying that she's tired and wants to go to bed. About five minutes later I excuse myself, explaining that I have an early day tomorrow. 

I leave the party and head to my room. I open the door to our shared room and see y/n there on the bed, clad in a matching lingerie set. I close the door behind me and walk up to her, smashing our lips together.

[monbons]

Stitchy Sunday Musings

Thanks for the tag @thewholelemon. I also don't really have an update, but I did have a bit of a reflection I wanted to share today that I hope will speak to some of you---and selfishly---also keep me motivated on the days that are hard. So, with that, story time...

Exactly a year ago, I started my doll-stitching journey and the very first set of dolls I ever gifted were mermaids. I was inspired by @iamamythologicalcreature's gorgeous mer-May art.

This first set was entirely hand stitched because I did not have a sewing machine, nor did I think making dolls would become something I actively pursued in any real way. It was just something I did for fun---a way to channel my creative energy when the words wouldn't come while also paying tribute to some of my favorite fics and their authors.

Fast-forward to my newest dolls and the growth is almost unbelievable. You can see aspects of my final style in my very first dolls, but everything about this last set has evolved. This particular set represents just over 24 hours of work (a significant chunk of them on that tail that boasts 600+ hand-sewn sequins). I also experimented with new hair textures and colors, and apparently, I embroider eyebrows now. (As if making the eyes symmetrical wasn't hard enough!)

It may sound like I am boasting. I swear I am not. Instead, I wanted to post this because this is just one year of committing to a thing and working really fucking hard at it. It is also the kind of visible "success" that is so hard to get elsewhere.

When I first started contributing to fandom, it was as a writer. If your primary contribution to fandom is writing, it can be really hard to do a side-by-side comparison like this. As a result, we often rely on measures of growth or success that can be compared: kudos, reblogs, and comments obviously, but also word counts, fics published per year, etc. Honestly? None of those are reliable (and dare I say worthy?) measures of how beautiful a piece of work is, let alone a journey of growth and joy. It isn't to say they don't have their place, but "the numbers" aren't everything...and they can often feel disheartening.

Anyway, I've been feeling really down on myself recently for a whole host of reasons, but a huge contributor is that I've been having so much trouble with writing. For weeks, "the numbers" have haunted me. Not just the public numbers (I've wanted to scream into a pillow about kudos and likes more than once this year), but the private ones (I'm "behind" on words from this same point last year).

And then I took this humble doll offering to a book signing this past week and the author cried tears of joy, which made me cry. Several people in the signing line gasped when they held up my little merman and his love. Several others came up and talked to me about my art and wanted to know more. For the first time in months, I felt really proud of something I had made, and I guess this post is about holding on to that feeling. When I made these dolls, I wasn't trying to meet some external metric or creating for audience consumption. I wasn't even sure I would post my dolls anywhere since this isn't SnowBaz. I was simply making for the joy of it, and that night, which cannot be quantified in likes or comments or numbers of any kind, filled me up in a way I desperately needed.

Anyway, if you are still with me after this long ramble, thank you. Like I said, it was mostly for me. I wanted to remember that the beauty of my work actually can't be measured, no matter how much I try to do so. That I may not always be lucky enough to see the impact on others like I did with these dolls, but that doesn't make the effort any less valuable. And most of all, that none of that is the point. I wanted to make these dolls, I enjoyed making these dolls, and I am getting better at it because making dolls makes me happy. I needed to remember that. And if that was the case for me, I figured someone else might need to remember it too.

It feels weird to tag people in this, but hellos and high-fives from the philosophical doll factory anyway. May your creative endeavors bring you joy today and every day.

@alexalexinii, @argumentativeantitheticalg, @aristocratic-otter, @arthurkko, @artsyunderstudy, @bachusekart, @best--dress, @blackberrysummerblog, @brilla-brilla-estrellita, @bookish-bogwitch, @confused-bi-queer, @cutestkilla, @drowninginships, @emeryhall, @facewithoutheart, @harrie-leithillustration, @hushed-chorus, @iamamythologicalcreature, @ic3que3n, @ileadacharmedlife, @katatsumuli, @larkral, @letraspal, @mooncello, @noblecorgi, @orange-peony, @prettygoododds, @raenestee, @rbkzz, @roomwithanopenfire, @run-for-chamo-miles, @rimeswithpurple, @shrekgogurt, @skeedelvee, @stitchyqueer, @supercutedinosaurs, @talentpiper11, @the-beard-of-edward-teach, @twinkle-twinkle-up-above, @theimpossibledemon, @thewholelemon, @wellbelesbian, @whatevertheweather, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @youarenevertooold, @jyae23, @j-trow-95

[the-crooked-library]

okay so I gotta say, I don’t believe the whole “vampires cannot make good art” thing. I just don’t buy it. Like, call me biased, but as a writer, I don’t think you could talk the way they do and not be good at least at writing. There’s no way.

(you are a challenge every sunset, Saint Louis)

(I had powers now, and decades of rage to process - and so it was both random and unfortunate the man picked that night to dabble in fuckery) (I mean are you kidding me, that line is MUSIC)

(THE NAME! The name, unuttered in our home for twenty-three years - said over and over, until it was pounding in my head like a hammer!)

As such: what I personally think is actually happening is something far more mundane. Picture this - you've just been turned. Vampirism has enhanced everything about you, so your senses are like 10 times more distracting, you're stronger, faster, you're murdering nightly, you're most likely born out of some sort of trauma, and on top of that you've got years to compound whatever issues you already had - which, surprise surprise, are also somehow more intense now, whodathunk, mainly because your senses/murder/immortality are fucking with them BIG. Seriously, think about it: how much would vampire senses exacerbate symptoms of ADHD or autism? Would the species change, the nocturnal lifestyle, the mind gift contribute to dissociation, psychosis, schizophrenia? Would the killings and the loss of community be a factor in the way your depression might develop - or religious scrupulosity? OCD?

It's not that vampires cannot make good art. It's just that it becomes supremely difficult to do so, especially given that they cannot take human medication/finding a nocturnal therapist would be a bitch even if you're modern/Louiiss mon cher what eez a coping mechanisme y'know. I am convinced with 100000% certainty that, given enough time and dedication a vampire could absolutely make good art again* - though, in all fairness, very few of the ones we know possess the patience. Mind gifts/vampire speed + strength/inherited riches tend to destroy that sort of skill real fast; still, though, it's not a curse. It's symptoms disease.

* It is also possible, just as it is for humans, to develop all sorts of technical skills and still lack the “eye” for art (cough Marius cough) - but in that case, maybe try music?.. start writing? Get into ASMR? you’ve got an eternity to fuck around. Do whatever.

[captainnightflare]

Breakdown and Theories about Wednesday Season 2 Trailer

First things first, WE HAVE A DATE!!! Wednesday (to no one’s surprise) has been a highly anticipated series that we’ve waited almost 3 years for. So before those dates come any closer I wanted to breakdown and analyze some scenes with some theories sprinkled in.

Now the way I’m trying to break this down is by trying to predict the chronological order of events. Now the most popular theory that most people have already jumped to which I totally agree to is that this scene takes place in the first / beginning stages of the season. Way before Wednesday goes back to Nevermore.

Which just the beginning of the season I feel is going to start things off with a bang. The crew is really put in the work to not only feed us but keep us in the dark about what is going to be happening. But there are hints. First off I think while yes are we are going to see Wednesday go back home and spend some time with her family I don’t think it’ll be for too long. I have a crazy theory it I know it’s a stretch because the only thing that connects it is something so small. Clothes.

I don’t think the scene where Wednesday is tied up takes place in the Addams mansion like many suspect. I truly believe it’s some place else. And it’s not Jericho either. Like I said this theory is a stretch but I’m reaching anyways. In these two different scenarios we see Wednesday sporting the same look. Black trench coat and a black button down. In the other scene where we see Wednesday sporting this look is at the airport, she’s definitely not heading somewhere close. At least not somewhere close where she can ask Lurch to drive her to. Or it might be she needs to get somewhere fast, faster than what can be driven via car.

And whatever happens in this place also connects to the following image.

Again yes I am going off of order by Wednesday’s outfit. In the previous season we really didn’t get to see Wednesday wear the same outfit twice that wasn’t her uniform, I would assume the same rule will apply to the next season. Regards if that rule changes I do have a theory surrounding this image.

I’m going to go out on a limb and say that this might be the first time Wednesday experiences in a vision since Nevermore. I’ve shared this theory with others but let me explain. The last vision Wednesday had was discovering Tyler was the monster. Up until that point in the series we saw the physical aspects of experiencing a vision looked liked for Wednesday. While still unsure if her experience reflects what all psychics experience or if it’s what Ravens specifically experience we are probably seeing a shift in Wednesday’s abilities. And I truly believe it has something to do with Goody.

As I said I think this might be Wednesday’s first vision since Nevermore. But what changed from when Wednesday had her vision about Tyler and now? Goody Addams happened. I think merging with Wednesday to save her life affected her more than the writers let on. Goody was stated to be a witch of great strength, do we honestly think there will be no repercussions besides not seeing her ever again? We are still discovering the world of Wednesday, that includes the magic in it.

We could definitely be seeing those repercussions, or we could be seeing a development of Wednesday’s visions. Morticia told Wednesday that psychics are not trained by the living but the dead. Could these be physical consequences of an untrained psychic? Or is this the development of Wednesday’s powers becoming more potent?

I think my favorite theory so far that this is a consequence of Wednesday changing the outcome of a vision. So far Wednesday’s visions have always happened, the glimpses of the past or future happened as seen. Nothing changed, but what if it did? I saw many theories on tiktok and Twitter talking about this specific theory. It’d definitely be an interesting take and obstacle to tackle of what the writers already established about Wednesday’s visions and turned it on its head. It’d be thrilling and terrifying to see our girl experience that.

Anyways that’s one of the things I wanted to talk about the trailer. I did have another breakdown for the trailer but that is definitely a lot smaller than this. Haha please let me know what you think and share your own ideas!

[magicluckystars]

would i date my ikemen favourites in real life?

I saw a post a WHILE ago that talked about the idea of their favorite characters meeting their parents, and I was procrastinating on work really bored so I decided to do a spin-off of that!! why not?

CW: crack, spoilers for: kenshin's route, ikerev prologue, and some of jonah's route, long post,

I am still a beginner writer so characters may be inaccurate/ooc! constructive feedback and reblogs help <3

---

Chevalier (Ikemen Prince)

-I would have to tell him to tone down the ice prince behaviour. how are you almost 30 and still calling yourself "the brutal beast" 😭

-he's really smart so we won't have an issue with that

-we don't have a lot of common interests though

-the "show me your worth" and "when someone is no longer of use, that's that" is a major turn-off

-he's so tall?? +1 for that

final rating: 3.5/10 okay guy with questionable morals, i wouldn't date him

William (Ikemen Villians)

-again, really tall

-we won't have many issues, this man knows how to talk to people

-he can play piano too?! +2

-decent guy overall, so higher than chev

-final rating: 6/10 we could be friends, but he's not my type

Harrison (Ikemen Villians)

-I don't even have to mention the height, do I...

-the "am i lying or am I telling the truth?" thing would probably get old fast

-but he is the most normal (i mean, as normal as you can get in ikevil) out of all the boys

-he is pretty fun so the lying part doesn't matter

-final rating: 8/10 good partner

Vincent (Ikemen vampire)

-he deserves the world.

-I love sunflowers and you're telling me you PAINT THEM??

-he's friendly and a good person so we would get along fine

-that said he also doesn't have many strong opinions so that would be a bit frustrating and I also cant draw for the life of me

-brush is now my child. no he doesn't get a say in this.

-vincent can be mischevious sometimes though iirc so that's good

-final rating: 5/10 could be friends, but not really good friends

Kenshin (Ikemen Sengoku)

-i'm starting to notice a pattern in this list with the blondies with lore...

-i don't know how we'd even get close in the first place, considering I don't like conflict (and this man loves fighting)

-but he's considerate of MC's emotions in several routes so that's good

-YOU HAVE BUNNIES?? MULTIPLE OF THEM?? marry me rn /j

-he also doesn't seem like the person to like loud people but then again he lives with Yuki and Shingen (and they're chaotic in and of themselves)

-one thing i would definitely have an issue with is when he tries to keep the MC "all to himself" by KIDNAPPING HER. oh absolutely not.

-final rating: 3/10 potentially friends, but would NOT date him

Hideyoshi (Ikemen Sengoku)

-don't like the hostility towards MC in the beginning stages but he gets better towards her so it's fine

-i don't know how i feel about his many female admirers

-he's really kind though and pays attention to details (which I do not) so that's a plus

-i can respect his dedication to nobunaga

-the fact he has a MONKEY as a pet is adorable.

-he's also very justice-aligned, so thats also a plus

-don't really have much to say other than he's a good guy 👍

-final rating 6/10 we could be friends :)

Jonah (Ikemen Revolution)

-i'm sorry trying to arrest the MC as soon as she falls into Cradle is a big no

-he can be super nice but at the same time super insensitive to other people and I don't think I can get past that

-also not a big fan of expensive gifts, especially when we just met

-he likes sweets though and so do I so he at least has one redeeming quality

-not much other things to say here.

-final rating 2/10 i don't see how we would even click in the first place

---

gonna end it off here cause i wanna get it out of my drafts and also to avoid it getting too long

but anyways thanks for reading! if you decide to try this please tag me I wanna read it!

bye for now and see you later <33

[nadas-dirthalen]

I know it’s stated that Emmrich was the one who created the false dagger and found you in the Fade but I am absolutely enamored with the idea that a romanced Bellara (if she is not kidnapped) absolutely was the one who suggested the idea and was helping Emmrich craft it.

There are several instances in the game where it’s noted that Bellara has some alarming ideas about the Lighthouse and other artifacts. In Vengeance and Vows it’s show that she’s willing to play fast and loose with elvhen artifacts and it’s implied in a conversation between her and Hezenkoss (stuck in the skull) that there are certain topics Emmrich does not allow Bellara to talk about with his former friend.

In short: Bellara is one bad day from being a mad scientist. I kinda saw a parallel between her and Ghila’nain - the latter is fascinated with pulling things apart and putting them back together (there’s an artifact in the Veil Jumper vault attributed to her that does exactly that) which is something Bellara also likes to do. Surprised the game didn’t do anything with it.

You know who I see Bellara paralleling?

Dirthamen.

There's the fact that she loves toads/frogs so much that her gift is one, and that Veilguard makes a POINT of telling you how much Dirthamen likes frogs/toads.

There's the fact that she talks about how, if she could make a gigantic skeleton of her own like Hezenkoss, she would give it wings, maybe some extra arms—when in Dalish myth, it is Dirthamen's "secrets" (which I think are spirits forced into the bodies of Dirthamen's test subjects) that allowed them to do things like shout them, when before they had no ability to use language.

Her vallaslin are also confirmed to be Dirthamen's, said Epler (her writer!) in an interview by Ghil-Dirthalen.

And who, in Dalish myth (and the Evanuris' reality, in a roundabout way) was split from his brother? Dirthamen. We know now that Falon'Din was sundered from Dirthamen (and that Dirthamen, I believe, is the younger of the "twins"), but... look at Bellara's and Cyrian's vallaslin.

Cyrian's is the missing piece to Bellara's. Only the end points have triangles on them, where hers only feature the middle.

All that to say?

100%, I believe that Bellara would come up with the idea to trick Solas with the dagger... because Dirthamen was Keeper of Secrets, and that is a superb secret to keep from the Dread Wolf. :)

[alpaca-clouds]

The Digimon Fandom's Obsession with Crests

Let me vent a bit about one thing that kinda annoys me within the Digimon fandom. The obsession with crests. Digimon OCs - no matter whether they are for the Adventure-verse, any other canonical verse, or something original - will often come equipped with a crest. And even characters from any of the other seasons will often have fan-made crests for a variety of fanfics. Crests for Takato, Jianliang and Ruki. Crests for Takuya and Co.. Crests for all the Goggle Boys.

And I am honest: I kinda hate it.

Now, I make no secret out of the fact that I hate the crests both as a concept, as well as the way it was implemented in the show. A couple years back I had a talk with Nishizono about this (the head writer for Adventure) and he somewhat got my criticisms and spoke about how much of an issue it was to actually do this within the show.

I like the other concept they focused on in Adventure: Make the main characters children with "real world problems" (like divorce, adoption, problems communicating with parents and such). That was a nice concept for this. But the crests? Well, I do not think they work very well.

The issue with the concept

My issue with the concept is most easily explained with the same issue that a lot of folks pointed out about the House System in Harry Potter. (Look, I hate HP by now, but the issue is very well explained with this.) They put a kid into a house for 7 years based on who they are at age 11. Kids change. A kid who is "brave" and stubborn at age 11, can become studious later. Yeah, yeah, I know, Rowling does not do character development, but realistically it is like that.

Same goes for the crests.

See, the crest are supposed to be the strongest positive trait of the children. There is another problem with this in regards to implementation - but I will come to this in a moment. For now the issue is the concept itself.

The first issue to me is, that I find it very reductive to reduce someone's positive to one trait. I am sorry, but I do not like it to reduce complex characters into that one trait. And I also think that in some ways it has hindered the writing in Adventure a lot that they always had to focus the character arcs around this one thing, which definitely hindered them.

But then there is the other thing: The kids were chosen in 1995 during the Hikarigaoka incident. When they were between 3 and 8 years old. And kids develop super fast. A kid who is seven or right is very different from whom they were at ages three of four. A kid in fifth grade is also very different from a kid in first or second grade.

Now, the latter part is used as an actual point of conflict in the novels to some degree. ("Yeah, actually we struggle with the crests, because we are no longer the persons who we were four years ago.") But the show does not really work this out, and as such it just seems... so forced to push the kids into those traits.

The problem with the implementation

The other issue is the implementation. This starts with the fact, that a) not all the supposed "traits" are not really character traits, and b) that they struggle with cultural context.

Let me explain.

Courage or Bravery can be considered a character trait. Friendship and Love though? Those are emotions but not character traits. Knowledge is also not really a trait. This should actually be curiosity or something. After all it is always curiosity that triggers Koshiro's crest. Purity/Sincerity are a trait. But the main issue is that the way this is depicted is very much rooted in Buddhist mythology - which obviously just did not translate into international dubs. Reliability is a trait, that is fine. Hope is not quite one, though I guess "hopefulness" does count. And then there is... Light. Which is not a trait or even a character trait.

Now, Hikari having the crest of light is apparently rooted in Hikari being there being based on executive meddling. (Long story short: Originally there were just six planned characters, then Mimi was added to have another girl in the group, which ironically worked out well, because she accidentally got written really well. But then it was very last minute decided that Hikari would be the "sixth ranger" stereotype. And Nishizono at least did not want this, because the show to him was too crowded. He could not change it, but in protest he kinda did as little with her as a character as he could get away with. And thus her crest is just "hikari", her name.)

I personally do not like a lot of the stuff that Kakudou decided for Adventure/02 I might note - I will not go into the why here, but it is something I want to say. However, even though this was probably a result of hindsight, the novel he and Misaki wrote on Adventure definitely did improve the implementation of the crests through the aforementioned thing: Very clearly implying that the kids had trouble activating them due to not being who they were when they were younger.

The other part is, that at times I feel that really the crests and their traits stand in the way of good character arcs. I would argue, that at large the crests work well for Taichi, Joe, and Mimi. Now, I will be one more person who notes that it makes very little sense that Mimi needs for so long to activate her crests, because she is very sincere and pure in everything she does. In the novel she already gets the activation at the Gekomon castle - and yes, there I very much agree with the novels: This is what should have happened. While I love her crest activation episode in the show, I think for her it is too late.

Meanwhile Koshiro again has the issue that his trait is actually curiosity, not knowledge. And indeed, it is always his curiosity that activates the crest. But if we just say "yes it is curiosity", then why does it activate so late?

Yamato and Sora meanwhile have very little traits in Adventure that bind them to the idea of the crest. Yamato is the worst friend out of the Adventure-crew. I am sorry, but there it is. Now, if we had used that as a conflict of him hence struggling to regularly activate his crest, this would have been interesting. But... that is not what happens.

With Sora meanwhile Love is a very vague idea. Sure, it is about a platonic love like in family, but it is very vague and just is not worked with a whole lot. I honestly think of all character arcs in Adventure hers is the one that works least - mostly due to her conflict being set up so very late and then gets connected to the trait with the ironbar method.

Takeru is complicated. Because I think the main issue with him is that he is very young still - and as such for half the show gets reduced to the little brother role, due to which he has so little development of his own.

Well, and Hikari in Adventure very much is a non-character, who only gets to be a full-fledged character in 02.

Generally speaking, I do think that generally the concept of the crests did hinder the writing of Adventure in a lot of ways and made the character arcs a lot more complicated to write, than they wouldh have been before. Which is why I really hate to see that so many folks writing about Digimon in any way, try to force in some kind of Crest mechanic.

Sure, the crest designs are nice and something fun to work with, but... like, we can come up with better ideas, right?

I dunno. I am really annoyed with this. I am honest.

[a1307s]

Artwork #2

(Garfield Logan Smut)

[Art work is not mine! Credit to Exegaytioner]

Requested by: Liviejc

Keys:

Y/N: Your Name

Word Count: 6,063

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Sorry it took so long; it’s been a mix of the holiday and a bit of writers block

Pet Name Used (Bunny)

Biting

Slight degrading

Begging

———————————————————————

     It's been a couple of months since I walked in on Y/N painting her wall. Since then, I've been a little attached to her. We spend a lot of time together, whether that's me watching her work on different art projects, or Y/N watching her show as I game, or just sitting in each other's presence.

     Over this time, I've learned a bit about her, but not as much as I'd like. She's a 'freak accident', like I am; like most of the team is. Other than that, I don't know anything about her, but it seems there's not much to know. I will say that kind of explains her hatred for her shifting color schemes.

     The most recent activity we do together has been napping. Y/N always gets excited about her afternoon nap. She has issues sleeping alone which means her napping makes up most of her daily sleep. She used to nap with Nightwing but most days he'd be too busy for it, so she'd miss out. Y/N did end up asking me to nap with her instead. I answered yes, a little quicker than I meant.

     I won't admit it to anyone, but I've started growing feelings for her, which have only gotten worse over time. We used to just nap. Well, Y/N would nap, and I would lay next to her. Then we started making out before she'd nap. Now we make out before and after she naps.

     I enjoy it. I like her rubbing up on me and kissing me. I like the dark crimson color that coats her lips after we kiss. I like her. All that doesn't help my denial.

     Y/N on the other hand, I have no clue how she feels about it. You would figure with the whole 'hue of her skin matches her emotions' it would be easy to tell how Y/N feels. Well, when you don't know what the different colors and hues mean, it doesn't!

     It also doesn't help that the only thing I ever see her in is that dumb white cloak of hers. Given, her hood is never up anymore - unless we're on a mission. She's more loose about letting her arms show too, but with how big the sleeves are they tend to cover her more than they don't.

     When Y/N naps, she's usually curled up, so her ankles end up showing. Sometimes her cloak parts and shows a bit of her thighs. It makes me feel like a Victorian boy. 'Oh, her ankles! How sinful of me to look at such things!'

     I have asked Y/N a few times about our kisses. How she feels about them and such. Usually, she ignores me. The few times she has answered haven't been very nice. Her answer is usually something like 'You tolerate my naps, so I tolerate your kisses'. I don't want her to tolerate our makeouts. I want her to want them. I want her to want me.

     I have talked about our situation with Nightwing, and he usually helps. How he's explained it is that Y/N struggles with expressing emotions. Weird to think about since her powers are linked to her emotions, but not knowing much about her leaves a lot of room for speculation. However, seeing how she lives at the mountain like a lot of us, assumptions are easy to place.

     Like every afternoon, Y/N is curled up against me, fast asleep. Her back is pressed up against my side and her head is resting on my arm. My other arm is thrown across the bed, forgotten. Y/N won't sleep if she's not touching me in some way, but at the same time, she doesn't like being touched a lot. It makes for a weird balance. Too much touching and she can't stay asleep, too little touching and she also can't stay asleep.

     She's cute when she sleeps, and not angry which is always a plus. She gets angry pretty quickly, but I'm not that surprised. Y/N just happens to have the same hair-trigger temper that Conner does.

     The thought of glancing under her cloak flickers through my head. That would be perverted and wrong... but, she is sleeping in my bed so it couldn't be too bad... right? No. Nope. That's wrong.

     I shift away from her, putting a bit of space between the two of us as I shake the thoughts out of my head. If I want to see her coloring that bad, I can just ask. The worst she can say is no, right? Or... it could put us back to square one again. Put us back to barely talking and her walls shooting back up.

     Y/N whimpers a bit, turning over so her head is on my shoulder now, her arms - exposed - resting on my chest, and her front pressed up against me. I watch as her skin shifts from milky white to a soft pink. The color blotches over her arms and the exposed part of her chest that comes in contact with me.

     I'm not too surprised by this. Usually when Y/N wakes up the side of her face is this soft bubble gum pink color from where she was pressed into my arm. Even at this moment, her cheek is decorated in the coloring, though it's starting to fade back to white now that she has switched sides. I enjoy watching her colors shift, it's relaxing.

     Some of Y/N's coloring is obvious. The dark red, almost black means she's mad and is usually paired with matching tight curls. When her hair is short, fuzzy - and usually grey - it means she didn't sleep too well, which also means Y/N will have an even shorter temper than usual. Yellow - the bright one, not the washed-out one; I don't know what the washed-out coloring is yet - means she's happy. How bright it is shows how happy she is. Other than that, the rest of the coloring is still a mystery.

     I stay like this, watching the pink spotting get darker the longer she lays against me. I wonder what the pink means. To me, pink is the color of love. Maybe she does like me and just doesn't know it. However, I have seen her turn pink while working on her art and while reading and such. Those things can't exactly bring feelings of love... I don't think.

     Maybe I should get a feelings chart. That might help my situation. Especially since I'm not sure if every feeling has a different color or if it's more of an umbrella thing. I'm pretty sure it's an umbrella thing... maybe.

     Y/N shifts, pulling my attention back to her. Her head picks up, eyes open this time. They're milky white, like the rest of her, for a second. Soon they shift to her bright yellow with flickers of pink through them. God, what does the pink mean?

     "Good morning, Garfield," she says, dipping her head back to my shoulder as she shifts herself on top of me. I tense a bit as Y/N slides into my lap, her legs bent at my sides, her arms draping themselves over my shoulders and her chest pressed into mine. She sits like this all the time, after every nap, in the middle of every day. It shouldn't be any different today, but it does feel different. It's probably because I was deep-diving into my thoughts today.

     "How'd you sleep?" I ask, placing my hands on her thighs. What color are my handprints under her cloak? Are they pink? Yellow? Are her inner thighs littered with blotches from where they press into me? I want to know so bad. Y/N just hums in response, shifting her head onto my neck instead of my shoulder.

     Once again, she falls still, her soft breathing coating my neck and making my nerves spark. I think I just need something new for us. Something more than just our makeouts. Something to let me know Y/N enjoys this instead of seeing it as a chore.

     I slide my hands around some, my fingers curling around the edges of her cloak that has parted a bit from her position. My eyes stay locked on the ceiling as I tip my fingertips over the hem, barely coming in contact with her bare skin. It's silent for a beat, the warmth of her skin sliding up my fingers, but the silence doesn't stay long. "Don't do that," Y/N says, her fingers sliding down and wrapping around mine to pull my hand away. She lays it back in its usual spot, gently placed on top of her thigh, over her cloak.

     So much for something new, something to prove that she enjoys whatever the hell this is. Y/N's head tilts back up, her eyes now their ashy grey. Besides the angry red color, grey is the most used color on Y/N. Her eyes, skin, and hair, are all grey when we go on a mission. Unlike her sleepiness, when we're on a mission her hair is pin-straight and long. I don't know what the grey means. Maybe focus. What is she focusing on right now? Is focus even an emotion? I don't think so.

     Her head tilts some, eyes slowly melting back to the yellow and pink from before, her hair doing the same. I'll take that as a good sign. Happiness is always good, even if I don't know what it's paired with. Y/N's fingers are soft and airy as they slide up my neck, stroking my cheeks as she cups my face. She bends down, her lips sliding over my skin for a second before finding a new place to butterfly a kiss too. Maybe she does enjoy our kisses, why else would she be so gentle? So soft? Her lips trail over my face, leaving their warmth across my nose, my eyes, my forehead, my jaw, anywhere she can reach.

     My hands slide backward, jumping over her butt to slide around her back. I feel so loved, and so cared for when Y/N starts our kisses like this. If she doesn't feel anything for me, how could she make me feel this way? How could she push so much love out in these little touches if she doesn't care about me too?

     "Y/N?" I ask, my words coming out softer than I meant them to.

     "Garfield?" She whispers back, her lips sliding against the corner of my mouth, making my heart rate rise and blood rush down my body. It's annoying. This is annoying. I hate feeling so in love, so needy for her, just for nothing to ever happen outside of the few minutes before and after she sleeps. Outside of this, Y/N rarely lets me touch her, and the one time I tried to kiss her, I got a broken nose and a week of her being skittish. No naps during that week too which meant no kisses either.

     I gently slide my hands up Y/N's body, sliding them up her shoulder and cupping her face. I tilt her back, so her eyes are focused on me instead of her kisses. She looks so pretty, her back arched, her cloak opened some, showing me the top of her chest, the soft blue of her bra poking out a bit. This isn't helping my rushing blood or my thoughts. I can't touch her thighs, but I can see down her top? She's half awake, I doubt she knows this is what she looks like.

     I rub my fingers across her cheeks like Y/N has been doing to me. Soft streaks of pink are littered across her face, from where she's rubbed up against me. The paths of my thumbs are darker pink from the constant contact. Why do my fingers leave a pink spot, but her lips are red when we kiss? If I kiss other parts of her, will those turn pink? Or red?

     "Do you like our kisses?" I ask, trying to focus on her eyes but instead, my eyes keep dropping down her top and rising back up to her lips.

     Y/N shifts, her back going straight as she sits up, and her knees tightening around my sides. I'm a bit disappointed at the shift, the beautiful scene is gone now, but I can't complain much. The added pressure to my groin feels nice, teasing even. She shifts more, pressing into the half-hard situation in my pants for a second, her eyes wandering around the room. This is getting heated quicker than usual. All the build-up from the last few weeks looming over us, threatening to snap if Y/N keeps rubbing up on me like this. I place my hands on her hips, keeping her in place. Maybe not the best placement, but her being still is better than her adding friction.

     "I don't mind them," she answers, wiggling out of my hold and lying back down next to me.

     That pisses me off. Y/N is not dumb, she's a very smart girl, so she has to know touching me like this has some kind of effect. She has to know normal people don't nap and have heated make-out sessions with their friends. And what does she mean? She 'doesn't mind them'? What the hell Y/N?

     I look over at her, watching the pink on her skin fade back to white. Watching it helps me calm down a bit. It always relaxes me when I get to watch her shift. "Y/N?" I call again at a normal tone this time, as I slide my hand back to its place on her thigh. I massage it softly, debating if I should try to dip it down again.

     "Garfield?" Y/N answers again, her head turning towards me. Her eyes are starting to shift to red, the same crimson red her lips usually are by now. Is she mad at me for touching her? She sounds pretty calm compared to how she usually is when she's mad. Maybe she isn't mad.

     "Do you not like me kissing you?" I ask, giving into my want and dipping my fingertips down, toying with Y/N's inner thighs.

     "I don't... not like it," she answers, turning her head away from me. I watch, waiting for a reaction, but I don't get one.

     "So... you do like them?" I push, sliding closer to her. I'm leaning over Y/N's face, hovering barely over her, and slide my fingers down slightly lower, the hem of her cloak coming into contact with my fingers again.

     Y/N's eyes are wide, mostly grey with flickers of red throughout them, her skin doing the same. Her body is a bit stiff, and her chest jumps faster than normal. Is she nervous or scared? Maybe both? "Umm... I guess so," she answers, her legs closing and squeezing my hand between them.

     She guesses so? She doesn't know? The anger from earlier bubbles up again. I want Y/N to know she wants me, I want her to be as needy for me as I am for her, I want her to voice her thoughts and feelings about me.

     "Y/N?" My voice rings out, my fingers curling around her cloak again. I just need something, anything from her to let me know she feels somewhat good about this, about our kisses, about whatever relationship we have. I move her cloak, moving the fabric up her legs so her inner thighs are exposed to me.

     "Garfield," she breathes out, her skin and eyes redder than grey as I slide over her warm skin, her cloak now covering both my hand and her thigh. Her skin is smooth, soft, and hopefully colorful. I like Y/N's voice like this, I want to hear her say my name like that again.

     My name ringing in my ears makes my pants tighter, the half-hard-on is now a full-blown-hard-on. "I want to see your coloring," I tell her, gently parting her legs some so I can move my hand easier. The small circles I've been pushing into her skin have left a red ring on her skin. Is that good or bad? Is Y/N enjoying this or not?

     "You... what?" She asks, her voice still light, her head tilted down some so our eyes are connected. Y/N's eyes are fully red now, and her mouth is slightly parted. Is she horny? Is that what's happening? I mean, she looks horny. Picked up breathing, wide eyes, parted lips.

     My head falls to the side as I lean down, connecting our lips as my eyes snap shut. Y/N's lips feel soft and plump against my own. She tastes like honey, a leftover flavor from her tea this morning. It's not long before her mouth falls open, giving me access before I even have the chance to ask for it.

     I let my hand continue to squeeze the flesh of her thigh, bringing my other one up to do the same thing. My tongue slides over Y/N's, the feeling only causing more of my nerves to go haywire. Her hands are stiff but gentle as they cling to my biceps, her fingers shaking against my skin.

     "Why are you so nervous?" I ask once we pull apart, Y/N panting some under me. "I just want to see your coloring," I add, slowly pulling her legs further apart, her cloak falling open and pooling at her hips. Crimson red colors are littered across her skin, dark purples swirling with the color from where my fingers have crossed over her skin, the rest of her still grey. Matching soft blue panties stand out against her ashy color of her. Little Miss Matching, how cute.

     "I'm... I just..." Y/N stumbles, her panting slowed some but still present. I inch my fingers up, letting a finger on each side slide across the bands of her underwear clinging to her legs. This gets me a shift of her legs, but they fall back into place, wide open for me to admire.

     "You have to use your words. I'm tired of trying to read your mind," I murmur, scooting down the bed so I can dip my head between her legs. Y/N's hands slide up to my shoulders from my movement and soon knot themselves into the hair on my neck. Once again, her legs fall close, tapping against me before falling open again. "Why are you nervous?" I whisper against her skin, sliding my lips over her inner thigh. Like my fingerprints, an outline of my lips forms a dark red with blotches of purple through it. I continue pressing kisses into her left thigh, leaving new outlines in my wake.

     "I... you're.... you're touching me," Y/N answers, her legs tapping against the side of my face again. It's cute, how nervous she is about me seeing her like this, how her legs fall open when she's reminded of my placement.

     "So? I touch you all the time," I comment, switching to her right thigh. I let my eyes flicker up, taking in Y/N as I leave a long lick from mid-thigh to the dip of her hip meeting her legs. A hissed breath comes from her, a red streak forming as I watch. Y/N's back is arched the slightest, her knees repeatedly bumping into me before falling open again, her body shaking a bit, hands buried into my head. I think this is prettier than the scene I got to see earlier.

     I pull back from her, kneeling in front of her bent legs so only my hands are in contact with her now. This lets her knees bump into each other when they go too close again. Y/N whimpers at this, her fingers sliding down to my face as I sit up. "Aww, is someone whiney?" I tease, inching my hands up her stomach, letting them slide under her clothing. "Why are you whiney? What do you want Bunny?"

     "I... I don't... I don't know," Y/N stumbles out, her body scooting down to move my hands up further. Her hands have moved back down to my shoulders, her nails digging into them. Her eyes are blown out, dark purple with spots of red, and watery as she looks at me. I've barely even touched her, and she's already overwhelmed. Y/N is going to need a long cool down after this.

     I mess with the bend of her bra, snapping it against her, running my fingers under it, inching up just a bit before dropping them back down. My eyes jump around her, her skin turning the same purple as her eyes, washing away all the grey. The previous prints on her thighs are now crimson red instead of their previous purple, making them stand out against the cooler color. "I think you do know," I answer back, completely pulling my hands down and planting them on her hips.

     Y/N whines again, thrusting her body down to attempt to move my hands further up her body. It doesn't work though; I keep them firmly in place as her legs bump into mine from her movement. "Please?" She whimpers, an involuntary pout forming on her face.

     "Please what? What do you want Bunny?" I repeat as the idea of Y/N dressed up in bunny ears and a puffy bunny tail serves as a nice reminder of my hard penis, which pulses at the thought. I just need to hold on a little longer, long enough to get Y/N to beg, long enough to get her prepped, and then I can have my pleasure. "If you don't tell me what you want, I'll leave you here to deal with this all by yourself," I threaten, rubbing soft circles into her hip bones to try and encourage her words out.

     "Touch me, please?" She begs, the words coming out desperate as her legs fall open again, filling my eyes with the sight of her panties. They're slightly wet now, a small spot forming as her juices seep out of her, only encouraging my actions more. She likes the teasing, she likes me forcing her words out, it's turning her on. Is that what the crimson red is? Or maybe that's what the purple is.

     "Touch you where, Bun? Here?" I tease, ghosting my fingers over the little mess Y/N is already forming. Her legs jerk from the touch, bumping into my arm before falling back into place. "Or here?" I ask, pressing soft circles into her clothes clit. Bump, bump, bump. Y/N's legs jerk again with every circle I push into her nerve bundle, squeezing my arm each time she comes into contact with it.

     "Garfield," she breathes out as she did earlier, another pulse from my dick and my breath hiccupping from it. I don't like how easily she cracks my swallow confidence. I am not a dominating partner by any means, but Y/N is even less a dominating person in bed so if I don't hold on to this tiny shaving of confidence, we'll be back to me panning over her with no retaliation.

     "Take it off," I bark out a lot meaner than I meant to. I clench her cloak in my hands, tugging it softly. "Please, Bun," I add, softening my tone in hopes of not scaring her off. I can't scare Y/N, I can't get this close to having her just to shove her back into her shell from being too rough, too mean.

     Slowly, Y/N's hands fall from my shoulders to the cute little white bow that keeps the cloth tightened to her body. Her fingers are shaking like crazy as she works on undoing it. Her eyes are still watery and so fucking hot as I look at her. I want to see her crying under me, I want to see her whole shaking because of me.

     "You're doing so good," I tell her once the bow is undone and her clothing falls to the side, exposing the skin of her torso, of her chest. Streaks of a mixed grey and red outline where my hands previously rubbed against. "So, so good, Bunny," I whisper against the skin of her neck, pushing soft kisses into it as I work on tugging her clothes the rest of the way off.

     Y/N curls around me as I'm bent over her. Her hands wrap around my shoulders, pushing our chests together, her legs wrapped around my hips and crossed on my back. Soft whimpers fill my ear as I push more sloppy kisses into her, now trailing them down her shoulders. It's so pretty, seeing the smooth white sliding off of Y/N, watching it pool behind her as small groups of colors form under my touches.

     I bite down gently into her shoulder, getting a soft cry of pain, and nails dig back into my shoulders, but I don't mind. I need to leave behind some marking, some proof of ownership, something to show that Y/N is mine for everyone to see, even if I know my eyes will be the only ones to ever see it. "Garfield, that hurts," Y/N whines, tugging on me gently to try and remove me from her.

     "I'm sorry," I murmur, littering kisses across her jaw before placing a soft one against her lips. Her tears have spilled over slightly, her cheeks damp as I pull back and look at her. "I want to be inside you so bad. Do you want me inside you?" I ask her, rubbing my thumb across her bottom lip as I look over her face. I do want to be in her, I want to be in her so badly, but I know she's overwhelmed. Y/N is shaking against me, and her tears aren't just from the bite mark, so I need to make sure she's okay with this, that she's not going to hate me if we do have sex, that she'll be okay after we have sex.

     Y/N's head nods a short yes, but that's not enough for me. I need to hear her yes; I need to hear that she wants me. I press another soft kiss to her lips, dropping my hands back down to the band of her bra. "I need you to use your words, Bun."

     "Please?" She whimpers, sliding herself against me. The sudden friction of her pussy against my ignored penis pulls a low moan out of me, getting me another soft hump and another whine from Y/N.

     "Please what?" I push, hooking my hands to her hips. I use this leverage to shove Y/N down hard onto me, to pick up the pace of her soaked panties rubbing against the front of my pants. I continue this, using my hand placement to hump myself as whimpers and whines spill from her, but not an answer. "I swear to God Y/N. Tell me what you want, or I'll jack myself off onto your pretty titties and leave you here whining like a desperate little Bunny that can't get herself off."

     Worry flickers through my head for a second but is quickly squashed when a moan tumbles out of Y/N's lips. "Please... I want you. Please? Pretty please Gar?" 

     That's enough confirmation for me to continue moving forward. I drop my hold on her long enough to shove my pants down and pull myself out. It's a struggle, getting myself out of my pants and boxers. Random body parts from the both of us bump together as I wiggle out of my clothes.

     Once I'm freed, I slide back between Y/N's legs, the head of my penis gently tapping against the soaked spot of her underwear. Her hands are back in place, tugging on my shirt that's covering my shoulders. "Needy, needy Bunny," I tease softly, leaning down to kiss Y/N's cheek before pulling my shirt off. 

     "Please?" She begs again, grinding her hips down against me. 

     I grab at her, having a tight hold on her hips again to stop her. "Don't do that," I warn, lifting her hips off mine. There's too much tension and if she keeps pushing, I'm not going to last long enough to fuck her. "I want to play with you first," I add, sliding my fingers down and letting them snag on her underwear.

     As I start pulling them down, Y/N grabs my wrist, pulling my attention to her face. Her skin is tinted in grey, only adding to the pretty mixes of red and purple. "Just... be gentle," she says, worry flooding her eyes and washing all the color out of it. Grey is fear. When Y/N is grey, she's feeling fearful.

     "I'll be gentle," I tell her, leaning up and placing a few soft kisses across her face before landing one on her lips. I continue this, littering her face in kisses, as I pull her panties off her legs. Grey is still present in Y/N's eyes, but the purple and red have started spilling back in. "You're so pretty," I whisper, moving forward so our hips are connected again. 

     Y/N's legs are back at my sides, squeezing me as my fingers dance around her folds, touching her but not touching where I know she aches. Her nails are sharp and a bit painful as they dig and release themselves from the skin of my shoulders. She is pretty, really pretty. Big watery doe eyes, body covered in explosions of colors, small noises spilling out as I tease, her clinging to me like she'll fall apart if she doesn't. I would be thrilled to spend the rest of my life looking at her like this.

     I slide my lips over hers, a distraction, something to calm her as I dip a finger into her. Y/N's fingers jolt again, digging into me as I pump my finger, helping her stretch out. "You're doing so good, Bunny," I whisper into her ear, dipping another finger in before curling inside her. I let my focus shift down, gazing at the sight of me disappearing into her.

     "Garfield," Y/N moans, pulling herself tighter against me.

     "Bunny," I tease, continuing to pump and curl against the walls of her pussy. Her body responds to the stimulation, tightening around me, her chest pumping to get more air into her lungs, and noises and whines for me spilling out. "You're doing really good," I repeat, pressing kisses anywhere I can reach. I debate whether to continue until she finishes or not. I don't want her to be overwhelmed, I don't want Y/N to stop enjoying this.

     I decide not to let her finish, not quite yet. I start pulling my fingers out, getting a distorted reaction from Y/N. "No! No, no, no," she whines, her hands sliding down my arms to try and stop me. 

     I turn my focus back to her face, taking in how beautiful she looks. Y/N's eyes are still doe-like, not a thought behind them besides me. Tears have spilled over again, making her cheeks all dewy and almost sparkly from the lights above us. Her chest has slowed down a bit, but it still looks full, pretty, soft. "God, you are pretty. You are beautiful, Y/N. You are gorgeous," I tell her, shifting myself around again.

     Heat rolls off of Y/N as I line myself up to her, tapping the head of my penis against her again, but with nothing in the way this time I'm able to poke just barely inside her. I tug her hands off my shoulders, lacing our fingers together as I gently press her hands against the bed. I want her to know she's able to let go, to call this off, to push me away if she needs to. "Y/N?" My voice rings out, a difference from the whimpers and whines that have been filling my ears.

     "Ya?" She answers, slinging her legs around me and attempting to pull me further into her.

     I give into her want, moving slowly, feeling just an inch of me sliding inside. "Are you sure you want this? We can stop," I tell her, hoping my own noises stay stuck in my throat.

     "Please? Pretty please? I want - I need more. Please Gar?" Y/N begs again, her fingers and legs tightening around me, trying to get more of me inside her.

     How can I say no to that? I pretty girl underneath me, begging me to fuck her. What sane person says no to that? Not me. I give again, letting the rest of me sink inside of her. Y/N is warm wrapped around me. Warm and loving. Perfect. 

     "You are so pretty. You are smart. You're gorgeous. You're so sweet. You are perfect. You know that? You are perfect, Bunny," I tell her, spilling out a new compliment after every thrust. A broken thank you falls from Y/N's lips after every one of my compliments, a moan or my name breaking up her words.

     This is perfect. She is perfect. Y/N likes me back, likes me enough to fuck her. Likes me enough to beg for me, to need me. My hands tighten around hers as I continue to thrust into her as I dip my head down. I clamp my teeth on her shoulder a couple more times, making sure to be gentle as I do so. Little whimpers fall from her at this action which only makes my thrusts sloppier.  

     The sloppier my thrusts get, the more upset I get. I don't want this to end, and I really don't want it to end this soon. I knew I wasn't going to last long from the start, all the teasing today and during the whole week made sure of that. "Bunny," I murmur, sliding my tongue over Y/N's neck before I continue. "I'm not going to last much longer."

     "No, you have to keep going. Please?" She whines from under me, her hold on me as she complains.

     "I can't, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Bun," I mutter against her skin, covering her raw skin in kisses. She squirms from my lips brushing against the forming bite marks. It's cute, but doesn't help my rushing high that's closing in. "We'll go again, I promise, I just... I can't," I add on, sliding more kisses over her markings, making her squirm around more.

     Another whine comes but is chased by Y/N pressing her own kisses into me. She leaves kisses wherever she can reach, my arms, my chest, my shoulders, everywhere.

     "Fuck," I mutter, sliding out of her as the band in my stomach slightly tighter than I want. As I pull out, my cum spills out onto Y/N's thighs. It leaves a pretty scene for me to enjoy. My cum covering her thighs in a pretty white, it stands out against the dark purple of her skin and the crimson red from where I was placed between them.

     Damn, all of her looks pretty, looks hot. Once again Y/N's chest is heaven for breath, a slight dew of sweat coating her body. Her skin is a pretty mix of reds and purples, every place I've touched her being empathized by the red and the rest of her being that pretty purple color. The bite marks I left littered across her shoulders - all five of them - a softer red, and slightly bruising. 

     "I'm sorry," I repeat, letting myself slump on top of her. Our hands are still intertwined as I let my body weight crush her a bit, my head buried into her neck. My dick is sensitive, but I push myself back into Y/N anyway, putting her whimpers of dissatisfaction on a slower setting. "I promise we'll go in again in a few minutes, okay?"

     "Okay," Y/N responds, her breathing slowing a bit. Her fingers slide gently against mine, helping me calm down from my high.

     I let my eyes focus on the coloring of her neck, the colors slowly dulling down before settling back to her peaceful white color. The soft pink returns again in all the places I'm touching her. I change my mind; this is the scene I'd be happy to watch for the rest of my life. Her skin shifting colors, me tangled up against her warm skin, Y/N's soft touches against me as I relax. God, I love watching Y/N's coloring, and I can't wait to make the colors shift again.

———————————————————————

[tansyuduri]

I was tagged by

@toomanyfanficsbruh I think the idea was to list all your moots and threaton them as a form of thak you, but everyone I saw in the post did it diferantly so I'm gonna do it my way! Their post was here

Oh gosh I have so many people that I love and apreiciate. SOme are freinds I talk to everyt day. Some I talk to ocasionaly and some I just see reblogging stuff and am like HEYYYY I usually save my thank you callout posts for thanksgiving or when I;m having a hard time but lets GOOOOO (Also Sorry If I could not list you here I love you toooo! I went mostly for people I've talked to and who have talked to me so this would be a reasonable amount of people.) ALSO THIS is just me flailing at the keyboard so expect a LOT OF SPELLIGN ERRORS @toomanyfanficsbruh Hello will you belive it took me until now to realise I DONT ACTUALLY FOLLOW YOU? that has been corrected. I love you tagging me and seeing you on my dash. Our convo about bollywood was really fun @places-across-time GAH how can I thank you enough!? Between our colab progects and you doing wonders for me by reading my fanfics aloud and asking me why I hurt you while I giggle we have so much fun! Thank you for coming into my life! PS I love your art

@argentasterdisaster I love talking to you on the discord! @miyriu You gave me a prompt once!! I was much abiged! I like seeing you in my activity! @mysticsoldiersailorhylia My first mega commenter! ILU SO MUCH also laughing about "THE WEASAL" with you was fun

@bradleysass You tag me in All the writing tag games! Its fun! @samwinjester I love talking to you and having you on the discord. Your vids are amazing and your suporrt is loved! @calamity-talvi Hello my very fast beta and penguin enthusist! I love all your help and talking to you and everything! @nattymctatty You are a writer of a fic I have read SO MANY TIMES. GAH @sugar-coated-prat-dragon WHile I don't always find the books the most trustworthy Its amazing you have them and your encycepediat knowlage of them! @orliththedragon You gave me a prompt once and I see you in my activity a lot! Love you!

@aeonthedimensionalgirl We're not mutuals but your fanfic is amazing and makes me happy

@schweet-arts HEY your rough concept gave rise to my first reverse bang fic. I had so much fun working with you and you offered to work with me more? Like Hello! I'm so happy AGAIN YOUR ART @alex-the-bringer-of-chaos You support me and gave me a prompt once!!! YAY @akelafang You are in my activity a LOT

@larluce We've worked togetehr twice! so much fun! @achillesuwu Certified Fic commenter and person I see a lot on my dash! @oakfiddle Thank you for your prompt and your support @linotheghost HEYYYY another person who has vlunteered to beta my logner fics ILU @kadenemrys Another beta of mine! Also the person who tought be about gay sex beyond what I could find on wikipedia "You know that would hurt right?" "NO teach me your ways Senpai!" @catsconflictscopicsandchamomile HELLO FREIND love our talks and your help with spellwork! Certified old english expert @kairenn-n AMAzing artists to work with! I love comissioning you! Also you are so sweet @multifandom-aroace Tagging freind! @mudtwist You gave me a prompt AGES AGO the result of it will be posted this year. Thank you for helping spawn a fic I am very proud of @imagine-dragonlords YES MERTHER VIDEOS FUN PERSON @tiny-and-witchy I have not seen you in ages hope youa re alright. You have been a beta, A sounding board, A prompter, a freind, an encourager, AND THE reason my new upcoming longfic series is my new longfic series AKA I read you this thing I started once you told me to continue it and somehow continueing it had lead to not only my longest rough write fic ever but a entire vauge series in my mind! @witchmd13 THANK YOU for all the support your overviews of merlin are a gift to the word @saurix5 One of the Discord OGS and for a long time the only one on tumbr. I will treat morded well in my fics so you do not kill me. @pendragonsclotpole THANK you for your support! @shana-rosee Thank you for your support and freindship ILU @pyjamacryptid A lot of your posts give me life youa re hillarius @16th-of-a-twigg

Out there tagging and doing the lords work. @247merthur one of the very first peopel I rambled to merlin about! ALSO YOU DONATED 50$ TO CHARITY FOR ONE OF MY FICS? 50!!!!! That made me feel wonderful @gyrhs My first after camlan big bang parter. The person I comissioned for the two other covers in my Arthur returns series! AMAZING artists you @thenerdyalien I love our talks! @sword-wielding-sapphic Hello you were one of the first people I talked merlin too a lot! I find many of your takes facinating especially the Morgwen ones!

@katherynefromphilly One of two peoples whose fanfics made me ship merthur and GO wait this makes sence, then rewatch the show and be like OMG HOW DID I MISS THIS!!! Also helped inspire me to start writing again! I love that we're mutuals now. @groundbreakingdot872 THANK YOU for creating the merlin discord server that I have kinda claimed as my merlin home base. THANK YOU for making so much of my merlin fandom life possible ILU @aaand-read-all-over HIYA another discord OG and my fellow OG discord merthur enthusist!

@godmerlin one of the first people I talked to in the fandom! Thank you for your dedicated efforts to the "ARTHUR DESERVES ALL THE LOVE" cause

[38sr]

I know this is gonna be a strange one, but I do have an industry question;

I've been looking for a job for the last 4 years post-grad, I've tried every bit of advice I've gotten over my 6 years in school and 4 years out. Is it too late for me?? Or more so what advice would you have at this point?? I'm starting to feel really negatively about this venture, and getting a day job has been just as difficult;;

Hello Sky! Hope it's okay to call you that. Ah post-grad job hunting.....I don't miss that period of my life at all. Before I begin, just want to preface that what I say going forward is strictly from my perspective/experience. I am not the absolute of the animation industry so if what I say doesn't align with you, you do not have to follow it haha. Alright, advice for post grad job hunting.... Well, I think I want to start off giving a bit of context for the animation landscape these past 4 years that has been rough for everyone (trust me it'll come back around to your question): 1.) COVID Pandemic

This one might be a confusing for some people because when COVID hit in 2020, the only facet of entertainment that was able to keep going was animation. If you remember, during this time streaming numbers went up because people were stuck at home, every studio was launching their own streaming platform (HBO Max, Disney+, Peacock, etc.) and celebrities were given animated shows because live-action had stopped dead in its tracks. This period allowed artists outside of California state to get hired because what's the point of capping the talent to the local area when we're already working remotely? In short, it was a boom. But an exponential boom rather than a gradual boom. You never wanna grow too fast because you'll crash out quicker (and harder) which leads us to our second factor.... 2.) Netflix's first ever round of layoffs in summer 2022, streaming actually isn't profitable?????

In short, this year is when Netflix's growth finally stopped and was the beginning of The Great Animation Contraction. Other studios who were looking to Netflix as a the new model of distributing/creating entertainment had realized Netflix wasn't invincible. As well as their business model. So naturally, they got scared and and take action (aka layoffs). I was affected by these layoffs while working at Marvel Studios and many artists got laid off at studios to save face from the mistake that was streaming (though at this point studios were still double downing on it). Also, around this time live-action was slowly restarting thanks to vaccines and social distancing protocols. So those celebrity studded animated productions dwindled down (and also they caused so much havoc for us animation workers because most of those celebrities had no animation production experience). Which now leads us to...

3.) Mergers everywhere! Yeah, uh, mergers fucking suck. People kept losing their jobs because companies kept absorbing into each other and multiplying their debts to ungodly dollars amounts! Apparently no one took a math class and understood if you multiply any number by zero you will always get a zero. These merger also caused more shows to get shelved and canned, making the job market even slimmer. And by then we get to 2023 and the....

4.) WGA, SAG and TAG Contract Negotiations By now, studios have realized that streaming is losing them money because it costs a butt load of money to not only create a streaming site, but also maintain it, update it, create new media for it, acquire established franchises for it, and maintain the current library. Streaming shows aren't being advertised like they used to on cable so shows don't last beyond one or two seasons. Worker contracts are becoming shorter and shorter (I had a co-worker who had a 3 month contract! Isn't that insane?). And what happens in the midst of this streaming meltdown?

WGA, SAG and TAG are gearing up for their contract negotiations. And as we know SAG (actors) and WGA (writers) did strike which good for them! But now there are no live-action jobs and once again, animation (TAG) is the only one running because our negotiations don't officially start until 2024. At this point, so many animated productions have been cancelled left and right for the sake of "saving money and cutting costs". And the effects were very much being felt in the animation work force. Some animation workers were starting to leave the state of California to more affordable cities, some getting day jobs as baristas, hell some leaving the industry all together. It didn't help that studios were kind of withholding production greenlights 'cause 1) they're greedy corporations 2) these strikes were putting pressure on them. And when we did enter 2024 for our contract negotiations, that contraction was at the tightest. The job market for animation had become so bone dry that you have director-level talent taking entry level jobs to stay afloat. But because of that new, emerging artists are blocked out from breaking in. Anytime a job listing would go up people would go in a frenzy and try every thing they could to get the job. That's how little shows were in production this year specifically. Of course, by now it is public that TAG has ratified the contract (meaning we will not strike). But up until then, studios were quite literally waiting with baited breath for the duration of negotiations. A ton of stuff was in development but nothing was getting a greenlight in fear of a strike. So many animation workers at this point have been laid off for at least 2 years, got priced out of LA county, or got so burned by the industry that they left for a more sustainable paycheck. At this point of the post you're probably thinking, "Why is she talking about all of this and not answering my question?"

And the reason for that is because I what to highlight you didn't miss your chance. You unfortunately graduated at a time where the circumstances were not good for breaking in for the past 4 years.

I'm not saying this to deter you from animation either. I just want to be transparent and honest about the current state of animation because it really has been bleak for the past 4 years. So it's not your fault but rather the industry was just in a seriously bad drought. Both emerging and veteran artists have been struggling to find work and when they do it didn't even last for 6 months. Hopefully, with the renewed contract studios will start greenlighting productions again so everyone isn't fighting for one job opening. But I can't tell 'cause I am not Raven Baxter haha. But what advice can I give during this tough time? Start developing your own projects. Things may be pretty dry right now but now is the time when you can create and develop your own original stuff that can be used in your portfolio. Short or long form, showing progress videos, just create. Because once you start working it's gonna be hard to find that personal project time (trust me I'm going through that right now haha). Also, you'd be surprised how just doing your own thing can garner the attention of someone who does have the power to hire you. How do you think I got to work on the shows I have in the animation industry? Almost all of my jobs happened because I was just creating my own thing and it just happened to match the sensibilities of a show produced by a Hollywood studio. And if I had any additional advice... it would probably be don't think that Hollywood is the only way you can tell your stories.

This one is more of....a recent revelation I've had after going through a pretty bad work experience but Hollywood isn't the only way you can be a storyteller. Whether it's comics, games, streaming, animation, or film....the Hollywood system isn't the end all be all. And by Hollywood system I'm referring to breaking into a big studio like Disney, Nick or something and trying to get your own movie/tv show to win an award or something. That system often works for a certain group of people and fails other groups. That's why I say develop and create your own thing because you might find something that fits your creative voice more than Disney or any other Hollywood studio. Maybe that's inconsiderate of me to say as someone who's been incredibly lucky to work in the animation industry for almost 8 years now....but I still wanna be honest that there are other avenues that isn't the Hollywood way. All in all, please don't give up or beat yourself up. The current state of animation within America was out your control and resulted in many artists struggling to find a job. You aren't too late. In fact, I would say now is your time to do your thing in preparation for when that hiring boom comes again (or you can just take another route to tell your stories). I hope that answered your question!

[azaharinflames]

The reactions of some BuckTommy fans (including me) to the show getting a season 9 really speaks volumes about how we don't trust Tim at all and how much damage he and the writers had caused with their writing and their behavior and the breakup of it all, that the first thought for some of us wasn't "yay" but more like "oh, wonder what Tim will throw at us". (The story about Buck and Tommy's relationship writes itself, and we just don't trust that Tim picks it up.)

I think I have to put myself in that club, Nonnie. Which I hate, but hey. I very much admit it haha.

Again, I will refrain from stating absolutes until the Season has finished airing, but it is telling how untrusting we are of Tim and the show in general. I can't help but wonder how things would be if we had different journalists and different media coverage. Because I know that a lot of our anxieties come from that, even when we try to tell ourselves those bloggers don't hold any weight. Especially because the one time where it could hold some weight (Deadline article), the mere mention of romantic buddie was squashed fast.

But. We've been burned before, so we're scared. Again, the end of this season will speak on the overall arc, and I will be more forgiving than I am now of 806 if the final resolution is satisfactory. Because dragging us along for this whole journey just to end in heartbreak again will be too much (for me, at least).

It's hard to keep being positive in this fandom, but not impossible - moments like the Season 9 renewal should've been more joyous, and it sucks, but we also have to remember we need to be patient, and see what the episodes offer us first.

Regardless of what happens, I'm here if any of you needs to vent, rant, or whatever <3