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bahngarang · 3 days ago

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chapter 9.0 ☆ imposter syndrome

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wc: 862

cw: food mentions, mentions of physical fighting

a/n: I lost two years of my life trying to edit that photo if it looks bad don't tell me (also the initials l . y are l/n y/n if you're confused)

"okay, okay, hear me out," minji paused, chewing a heroically sized mouthful of pizza, holding her finger up as if to hold her place in the conversation.

it went on for just long enough to be awkward, and yn took a sip of their soda – as if they weren't already stewing in a pool of their own embarrassment at this whole situation. and it was embarrassing, to say the least. how long would it have taken them to get to this point if not for some... some bitch trying to steal their soulmates? honestly, yn thought they would have the opposite reaction to this sort of thing. the other yn – she was pretty, able-bodied from what they could tell, and she seemed remarkably put together. a far cry from their own life. she seemed to be everything yn wanted for their soulmates.

well, except for the fact that she was almost undoubtedly a sasaeng. stray kids' management had gone to great lengths not to show their soul marks, but there had been a few slip-ups over the years, and despite their best efforts, it had come out that the group were soulmates – and that there was one more person included. that came with a lot of failed attempts of stalkers trying their best to convince they boys that they were their soulmate. up until now, it had always been fairly mediocre attempts, and/or easy to see through. it was different this time, almost indistinguishable from yn's own (before the accident).

but apart from that, theoretically, she was perfect for them. and yn... wasn't. but that didn't stop the pit of frustration burning deep in their stomach – frustration at themselves, mostly, at the world, and everything else. although, that last one was the more general ire for living made worse by this whole debacle.

sometimes, privately, yn wondered if it really was just a big coincidence, if they really were their last soulmate. it just felt like they... didn't fit. and, just occasionally, they wished it was that way – although, not really. they didn't know the others, and didn't really know how to feel about them just yet, but the idea of chan being with someone else made yn's chest clench painfully.

"what if," minji started again, "what if you showed up at the company building with like, one of those massive rose bouquets and blasting a sad song on your boombox?"

"well, first of all," yn said, "where are the funds for this rose bouquet? with the price of everything these days, i'm not sure i even have enough for twelve. secondly, a boombox? how old do you think i am? contrary to apparently popular belief, i do not have a boombox. and, you know, i think security wouldn't let me within 50 metres of the building."

"darn."

the quiet clicking of lego pieces broke the silence between the poignant lack of ideas in the brainstorming session. it was difficult, coming up with a way to explain to your best friend that you'd been hiding the fact that you were his last soulmate that made you look least like a buffoon. it was unavoidable, looking like an idiot, but surely there had to be a way too minimize the damage, right?

it wasn't going very well so far.

yn sighed heavily to themselves. any angle you looked at it, it was bad. the problem being self aware was exactly that – being self aware. the second-hand embarrassment at their own actions had suddenly hit them like a freight train early that morning during classes. it had not been a pleasant day, with every free moment spent shrivelling into their own skin in a very visceral reaction. god, it was just... ugh.

the doorbell rung out through their apartment, breaking the spell that had fallen over the three of them. bingus trotted in, complaining loudly at the intrusion. his fur was all scruffed up, indicative of his 47th nap of the day that he'd just been rudely awoken from.

chika furrowed her brows, glancing in the direction of the door. "you got a package coming or something?"

"uhh... not to my knowledge..." bingus jumped up onto yn's lap, circling a few times before climbing up onto their shoulders like a parrot. chika reached over to brush his fur back into place, eliciting a deep, crackly purr as he pushed his face against her hand. "i'll go see who it is..."

yn stood up tentatively, gently supporting bingus's ass so he didn't fall off during the process, before walking over to the door, grabbing the keys off the hook next to it and unlocking it.

"hey," minho said conversationally, like he hadn't just shown up at yn's door unceremoniously.

"hi," yn mumbled, forcing the word out. they couldn't decide where to look, the doorframe taken up by not only minho, but seungmin and hyunjin as well, the other two appearing at least a little more awkward about the situation.

"we know."

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scoobydoodean · 2 days ago

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What’s your opinion on dean saying “there is nothing past or present that i would put in front of you” in 8.23 because I often see people use it to not only downplay dean’s other relationships but also claim dean would choose sam over anything as if it’s an obsessive thing, when I feel like the series has time and time again, shown us that dean cares about doing the right thing while trying to keep his brother alive at the same time, I don’t get why it’s always an either/or with them. Because I guarantee if dean had to choose to kill either sam or any innocent person, he would either kill himself or find another way

Bronlies don't believe in love—just obsession and possessiveness. To them this is all a zero sum game and they're always jealous of anyone Dean pays attention to because they don't even get that Dean is theee endless wellspring of love to which everyone is drawn and around which the world orbits and that love is not a limited resource.

People get a lot of ideas in their heads about Dean choosing Sam over the greater good of the world, but then when you start trying to think of examples, you realize that Dean chose the safety of humanity more broadly over Sam plenty of times, and that Sam has killed innocent people (or gotten them killed pretty directly) to protect Dean many times. See: This post and this post for some examples. And also this post. And my whole #sam and human sacrifice tag.

I think it's kind of a weird flex to try and gloat over a scene where Sam threatens to kill himself over Dean having friends, resulting in a situation where Dean has to say whatever Sam wants to hear if he doesn't want his brother to kill himself. A scene that has a two-season long fall out that includes Dean getting The Brother Murderer Curse that symbolizes his many many resentments toward Sam. But regardless, I think there's a conversation about love and trust in that scene, and about Dean's very tenuous love for Sam as a friend but enduring love for Sam as a son and brother. The whole scene is heavily muddled with Dean's parentification, which makes it even less of a zero-sum game as far as Dean's other relationships.

Related posts on Dean's parentification (or see my whole #parentification tag):

This post with examples of Sam wanting Dean to be a brother and a parent in turns, and how the narrative perpetuates Dean's parentification

This post about season 8 Sam, including how Sam's behavior toward Dean reflects the parentification dynamic

This one about how parentification gives the illusion of authority and power without actual authority and power and this one

A part of Dean isn't forced to perceive Cas or Benny as his children, and that's a good thing. It makes his friendships with them less complicated, confusing, and muddled. Sam and Dean's relationship doesn't have that sort of clarity. There are times when Sam wants Dean to treat him as a respected and trusted friend, brother, and hunting partner, and there are times he wants Dean to be proud of him in a way he thinks John never was, and that's an experience that's confusing and distressing and unfair, but no less a reality born from their childhood experiences.

In the 8.23 scene, Sam talks about having let Dean down, and Dean trusting other people (read: Cas and Benny) to have his back more than he trusts Sam. It's a muddying of Sam's desire for Dean to trust him as an equal, friend, brother, and hunting partner with his desire for Dean to be proud of him like a dad, and results in a confused and jealous outburst about Dean having friends. At that particular point in time, Dean does trust Cas and Benny more than Sam. That's just the damn reality of things, and Dean isn't wrong for it. Sam isn't entitled to Dean's trust in 8.23. He just isn't. The lack of trust is brought about by the consequences of Sam's own repeated actions toward Dean. When Dean says that there's nothing past or present that he'd put in front of Sam, he isn't talking about trust. He's talking about the messed up pseudo momdad role he plays in Sam's life due to parentification in a scene where Sam most definitely casts himself as a child whose momdad is disappointed in him, who is about to kill himself over it. So Dean does what a parent would, and tells Sam that he'll always put his needs first—that a lack of trust isn't a lack of love. Dean even includes an example: Dean trusted Benny more (see: Southern Comfort), but when Sam was in danger, Dean begged Benny to risk his neck and return to Purgatory to help Sam get out. You put your kid first because that's your job and it's an ingrained need.

Dean has a long list of problems with Sam. He's had his own parentification used as a battering ram by Sam on tons of occasions. He's been lied to, condescended to, scapegoated, looked down upon, accused of everything in the book by Sam at one time or another. He's been abandoned, he's been betrayed, he's been strangled to near unconsciousness, he's had Sam put a gun to his head and pull the trigger multiple times in a row while telling Dean how useless and stupid he is. He's had his worst traumas thrown in his face and mocked. And all of those things put a strain on Dean's feelings toward Sam as a friend and as a hunting partner and make him doubt that Sam gives a damn about him, but the mix of brotherly (nature) and parental (nurture/neglect) love Dean feels for Sam is actually pretty unshakeable. So Dean leans into that in 8.23, at a time where his relationship with Sam is increasingly strained and they both know it, and Sam is breaking down about it.

It isn't about who Dean loves more. It's about different types of love, brotherly love mixed up with parental feelings Dean has toward Sam and that Sam has toward him, versus friendships built on battle-tested trust that Sam (in a very misguided way) sees as a threat because they represent relationships Dean chose instead of relationships that were thrust upon him and that are wrought with parentification in a tragic childhood. Your love for your kid isn't in competition with your love for your friends or a spouse it's a different kind of love and one does not diminish the other. At the same time, experience shows that Dean is actually willing to let Sam make the sacrifice play when needed—the biggest example being Swan Song. The Trials just weren't that sort of life or death situation. Not completing them meant maintaining the status quo, not an apocalypse.

#mail #parentification #the flannel business #8.23

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kinardsevan · 4 hours ago

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HOLY FUCK, this episode. amirite?

truth be told, going into it, my anxiety was already high because of personal stuff, and I literally said out loud when we saw Buck in the confessional “this episode is going to make me cry” (hint, it did). but since there seems to be a little (strike that, lot) of discourse over a specific set of scenes in this episode, let me climb up top my soapbox behind my podium talk, eh? —also, forgive me if you’re a Buck Truther, because I use Buck and Evan interchangeably.

Eddie’s attitude in this episode was ten thousand percent problematic. The attitude toward Buck about not letting anyone in was absolutely not the way to go about it. if you want to give Eddie the leg up and say that he was pointing out that Buck was/is spiraling and needs to let people in? fine. but then that should’ve been the end of the sentence. “making everything about you” never needed to be added to the end of that sentence. not to meniton, I feel like EVERY time I’ve seen people grieve in the face of loss, grief itself is selfish. and to that end, it’s not selfish because a grieving person doesn’t care about the other people around them. grief, as we know, is a very natural thing and to be expected after a loss. however, the way everyone handles a loss is different because everyone has a different relationship to everyone else in this world, regardless. the thing that really baffles me in regard to how people are justifying Eddie’s blatant abuse to Buck in that particular scene is quite simple.

let’s go back to the pilot, shall we? the first three people we meet in our cast are Bobby, Buck, and Athena. further, we have it established from episode TWO that there is a father/son relationship building between Buck and Bobby. by season eight, that relationship is well established. some of the posts we’ve reshared in the past few weeks include the “pops” scene from episode two, the “youre one of the most important poeple in my life” scene from season 3, and “mom brought two kids into this marriage, you brought one” from season six. to that end, by season six then, it is WELL established that Bobby views Buck as his son, and in 710 we get Evan telling Tommy that Bobby is “the father I never had”.

now, am I disregarding how Eddie feels in the face of losing Bobby? absolutely not. as I stated, grief is selfish, and everyone feels it in their own way. however, his absolute railroading of Buck and the “you’re making it all about yourself” when in fact Buck hasn’t said anything about how he’s handling the loss is absolute and utter bullshit. some people grieve privately. some people get told things in final conversations with a loved one that they keep to themselves (“I love you, kid. You’re gonna be okay. They’re going to need you.”). some people process by shutting down their own emotions and taking care of those around them while trying to keep their own wound closed. Buck seems to have hit all of these options on the head.

so imagine how baffled I am, to be watching Eddie snapping at Buck for pointing out that he didn’t bother to say anything about taking the position in El Paso, and Eddie making that Buck’s fault for being shut down in his grief and not asking Eddie what it was like for him to get the phone call that Bobby was dead. I think we’re all assuming at this point that it was Tommy, given that everyone else was otherwise busy, and based on the conversation, it obviously wasn’t Buck calling him… but how is it Buck’s fault that Eddie had to take the call in the middle of the night? how is it Buck’s fault that Eddie didn’t have anyone else to turn to? and further, in what ways did Evan retaliate and say “well I had to walk away and know he was dying feet away and couldn’t do a god damn thing about it?”

…oh. wait.

which just further goes to my point of what. the actual. FUCK.

the whole “you don’t think I didn’t do everything I could to save him”/“I don’t know because I wasn’t there” just fucking SENDS me. we already know Buck is struggling. he’s trying to be there for everyone, trying to check in on all of them, trying to make sure they’re okay. he’s being calm in a storm (thank you, Meredith Grey for that one). children of trauma do that well because they have an easier time figuring things out in chaos than they do in the calm of things.

I won’t comment much on the finger in the face because regardless, it was completely unwarranted. there was no need for him to get in Buck’s face the way he did. further, the fact that this friendship continues to frame around how Eddie is facing a situation regardless of how Buck feel’s about it, is truly disheartening. it’s a masterclass on a toxic friendship, and as someone who had a very similar relationship, i’m higly bothered by the fact that Evan never gets to have his side of things justified. he never gets an apology, or an acknowledgement that his feelings are real and justified. Eddie constantly tells him that he’s selfish and makes things about himself, when in fact we got acknowledgement in the episode that Evan is acutely aware of how those around him are feeling and if they’re in need of support. he’s the empathetic one of the group, and always has been. he’s the one who shows up when people need him. we’ve seen him do this for literally everyone this season…and yet he’s the one left by the side and blamed for daring to have a feeling for himself.

I can acknowledge the fact that the reason I feel this way so deeply about Evan’s treatment is because I see a lot of his mannerisms in myself. we share a lot of things in common in terms of trauma, abandonment, the way our relationships are…. but something I’ve learned in the past two years is that people will take advantage of your unending loyalty. they will abuse your unconditional love. they will treat you like trash and then deign to get upset for having a feeling about it. in the words of a poem i wrote about two years ago, Eddie is quite literally doing this:

“you set me on fire and then dared to judge me for noticing”.

I hope to GOD that at some point we get an acknowledgement of Eddie’s toxic behavior (the sooner the better). I can imagine that there are some points this season where TM & Co have written things a certain way between the two with the intent of (on top of the “I’m not in love with him” statement) to further drive home the fact that Buck does not have feelings for Eddie, and vice-versa. Still, there are ways to achieve that without verbal and emotional abuse. and given that I fit their target demo (middle America, 18-49), I feel it very pertinent that this attitude be acknowledged. it’s honestly fucked to me that an issue we had in season three (the way Eddie treats his friends) continues to play out in season 8, and likely season 9.

I could say more, but I don’t want to make this about ship wars, so I’ll leave it at that. as it is, I’m sure we’re going to see Evan putting Eddie above him again next week when they inevitably have Eddie move back to LA with Chris at the teen’s acknowledgement of “we should be here with our family”, and use that as a way to move Evan and Tommy in together. then again, I guess we’ll see, and only time can tell.

#911 discourse #evan buckley #anti eddie diaz #don't drink the water #911 8x17 #911 spec #tommy kinard #bucktommy #just covering all my bases #meta analysis #psychological analysis

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ryker-writes · 2 days ago

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Ello! Stranger I totally dont know :D

I have a request for thee!

Could you write about how ppl would react to a mute person. You can choose the characters and how many ^w^

Love the writing keep it up! ❤️

Hello stranger I totally don't know and talk to on a daily basis! I would love to write about how people would react to a mute reader thank you very much UwU. I choose to do this in a way that could be seen as platonic or romantic

For you, I chose Lilia, Leona, and Idia because they gender and, because I said so, you get me. That's right. I write fics for twst!Ryker. Try not to swoon (/joking)

anyway

Request rules and Masterlists

Mute reader (Lilia, Leona, Idia, Ryker)

Lilia:

he's a military man, of course he knows how to communicate without words

though military hand signals are a bit different than sign language, he easily adapts and learns it

He's actually very respectful, and doesn't even blink at the fact that you don't speak

Lilia's met all kinds of people, so he knows about some people being mute for a variety of different reasons

I mentioned this in my deaf reader post with Malleus, but fae in Brair Valley use magic for almost everything, so they probably use it to communicate without words too

if you're capable of magic, he'd help you learn how the fae communicate silently so you can have an easier time communicating with others without speaking

that being said, if you don't want to, he's got absolutely no problem communicating with you however you want to

heck, he'd play charades if that's what you wanted to do, and he'd have a blast with it

He has no problem helping you communicate and speak with others when they struggle to understand or try talking to you and expecting you to speak

He's one that can easily fill any awkward silence and make it fun and quickly drop any tension

if you wanted to speak someday, he's positive there's a way. I mean, he's close with the top mages of the world and knows a thing or two that can help

But if you're fine and don't care for it, by all means, he's happy just the way things are

Leona:

HAH

Okay in a not mean way, he loves it

Leona doesn't like loud people, and prefers the quiet and calm, so you two get along well

You're free to communicate however you want, but he'll probably not pay much attention

That doesn't mean he doesn't understand you though!

Leona is very good at reading body language and expressions (including micro-expressions), so he does often know how you're feeling or what's on your mind!

it's okay though, because you can read him too without much effort. He's not super expressive, but his tail gives away how he's feeling (and he's a simple man)

so most of the time it's like silent conversations between the two of you where neither of you needs to speak

if he sees someone struggling to communicate with you, he'll be watching with a smug smirk because he knows how to

only after a few minutes of watching with great amusement will he actually step in and help, and then tell them to find a better way to communicate

It doesn't matter to him if you're selectively mute or if there's a physical cause for it, he's not going to ask anyway

if it's possible someday for you to speak, and you want to, he'd help you practice in private, but he'd never push you or ask you to

he'll just keep having these silent conversations with you and speaking without words

Idia:

this man has never met a mute person in his life, but great seven he wishes it was him sometimes

he's used to communicating without words, so he's got this

though he does feel awkward being the only one talking, so he talks with his tablet and lets you talk with it too if you want

He's full of anxiety about doing something wrong or offensive, so he's researching mute people on the internet once he's alone

Later, he comes to you with a custom tablet to help you communicate with other quickly without the full effort of typing each time

honestly, most of the student body knows he communicates using his tablet to speak, so they're pretty used to it if that's how you do too

but if you use sign language, he develops an app to translate it automatically in real time for him and others to understand

Idia can't even pressure himself into doing things, so there's no chance he's gonna pressure you to try and speak or anything. The idea of even suggesting makes him want to disappear into the earth

the same goes for asking questions, like he thinks it'll be so embarrassing or he'll upset you by asking how/why, so he avoids asking and just accepts it

Twst! Ryker:

I actually do know a little bit of sign language!

my sister helped teach me some a long time ago

I don't know a lot of words, so he'd probably use a phone or paper to help us talk

To be honest, I didn't know much about being mute before making this, so twst! Ryker wouldn't either

Twst! Ryker would try to ask questions in the nicest way to not offend but also learn about it

Twst! Ryker will have no issue filling the silence and talking non-stop if you let him

Bad at studying reactions, so if you need a moment or to interrupt for a sec, hold up a hand or to be honest, just slap a hand over his mouth

Twst! Ryker is trying his best, and would only help if you asked or invited him over to help communicating

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croquettish · 17 hours ago

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The Missing Engagement Conversation

I saw a post recently that remarked that we should have gotten to see the conversations in which a) Henry tells Hans that Radzig is his father and b) Hans tells Henry that he's engaged. And while I wholeheartedly agree with a) and was waiting with baited breath for b) for much of KCD2, I think that this particular missing conversation was entirely deliberate.

I don't think Hans tells Henry that he's engaged. At all.

And I think that omission is 100% intentional.

The most logical time for Hans to tell him would have been after Henry arrived at Raborsch, shortly after it happened. But that found them all embroiled in a part-slaughter, part-kidnapping disaster. The matter of the engagement was pushed to the side in favor of more pressing matters, including the fact that Henry had to leave again immediately to deal with the pogrom in Kuttenberg.

And while Henry is gone and Hans is waiting and praying for his return, he has plenty of time to convince himself of why he shouldn't tell Henry. Why Henry doesn't need to know about this. Why it would be better, in fact, if he doesn't tell Henry!

For one thing, he's in denial. Maybe it won't have to happen! Maybe they'll have killed Botschek of Kunstadt in his abduction. Maybe he can put it off eternally or change his uncle's mind. Really, if he brought it up now, it would just be awkward! So much time has passed, after all! But also, if Henry finds out he's engaged, any romantic and/or sexual tension might just evaporate in Henry's eyes. And even if Hans is personally unaware of the fact that that's why he's keeping that information from him, I am so fucking certain that it factors in.

In theory, this is the soonest that Henry can find out about the wedding, namely when Rosa tells him:

Can you even imagine how earth-shattering this moment must have felt for Henry?

Why didn't Hans tell him? Why would he keep this sort of thing from him to begin with? Does he know he's getting married? Did he think that Henry would be told by someone else? Was he hoping for Henry not to learn about it at all? If so, why? Does he not want Henry there? Does he know about Henry's feelings for him, and that's why he's trying to keep him away? Or is he maybe doing this out of pity because he thinks Henry would be disappointed? Surely he'd know that Henry would be more disappointed to find out that his best friend didn't trust him with this information.

It's what gets us treated to some incredibly... quite frankly, passive-aggressive behavior on Henry's part later. As far as Hans knows, Henry only finds out about the wedding when he overhears Hans and Botschek of Kunstadt talking after the Italian Job:

What must Hans have thought in that moment? Oh dear god, he overheard. He knows. How is he going to react? Is he going to be on my ass about not telling him?

Meanwhile, Henry immediately steps in and sends a very subtle hint at Hans. He's more or less saying that yes, he knows and this isn't a surprise to him (which would no doubt have Hans internally screaming even more) and he's here to get Hans out of it as best as he can. The wording here is also incredibly interesting, because it can be taken so many ways. He'll have to excuse Hans from the wedding? For how long, exactly? Indefinitely? Hell, this makes it sound like the wedding can go on without him for all Henry cares!

Go ahead and have the wedding, Botschek! Hans definitely doesn't need to be there!!!!

Of course, Botschek is worried about Hans' well-being, at which point Henry again comes in with the most incredible hints to signal to Hans that he has feelings for him:

:)!

That look at the end especially feels SO POINTED in that moment.

The most important moment in this conversation, however, is this one:

Hans with is nervous little chuckle there at the end and Henry's constant :) is so so so incredibly suggestive of the fact that Hans 100% did not tell him.

And while I also wish that we could have confronted Hans about this afterward, I think Henry's decision not to do so was also deliberate on his part.

Hans didn't tell him. Henry said what needed to be said (that he'll keep him away from the wedding as long as possible, more or less), but also that yes, Hans, he knows!

It's not very surprising to me that they don't talk about it after that. Hans clearly doesn't want to and Henry isn't about to force the topic on him. Especially when I think it's also not lost on him that Hans follows up this conversation with Botschek by getting absolutely trashed again, much like he did after the initial announcement of the engagement:

Learning that Henry knows and hasn't decided to crucify him for not telling him (really, if anything, Henry is clearly on his side here) clearly took a weight off his shoulders, especially after the unfortunate reminder that yes, the wedding is evidently still on. In this moment, he wants Henry closer and to not rush out to battle Erik.

I won't argue that this is a masterclass in writing or say that this isn't... subtle storytelling. It is. I could quite possibly be reading too much into it. Lord knows I'm very good at that. But I think that this was very much a deliberate choice, and the writers, animators, and both Tom and Luke all did a very good job to communicate as much to us here.

#hansry #hans capon #henry of skalitz #kcd #kcd2 spoilers #kingdom come deliverance #kcd meta #like I sure did wait for so long for both of those conversations to take place #but I honestly think that in the case of the engagement and all #what we got is actually better #bc it says soooooo much about their characters

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luna-rainbow · 3 days ago

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I think people who say "that it's good/healthy for Bucky to adopt Winter Soldier mode in Thunderbolts, because he would give new meaning to the name", have no fucking damn clue how C-PTSD works or how it should be properly dealt with. Because going back to the environment that literally only stands for slavery and torture for decades, and having to adapt it as part of oneself is NOT healthy at all!

I'm no expert on the subject of psychiatry, but I don't think you have to be to realize that having Bucky (i'm pretty sure he's being forced in some way for that) have to adopt what the Winter Soldier entailed is terribly unhealthy for him! We precisely saw him struggle with that in TFATWS! Needless to say, the Winter Soldier is a state Bucky would never want to return to.

And what's worse is that of course, Marvel isn't going to do this as "something healing" or "good" for him but as one of their endless attempts to vilify him and make him look like a "reformed former villain". And that this implies making him fall in the "bad guy" or "anti-hero" category that has absolutely nothing to do with what Marvel has shown us of him for 13 years.

I'm sure the only people who are fine with this idea are the ones who think the Winter Soldier is cool and of course don't care about Bucky's character development at all.

I have a feeling I'm going to hate Thunderbolts with all my being...

Hey sorry about the late reply, I haven't been on Tumblr much.

Having missed most of the height of Stucky fanlore in 2014, I only recently learned about Thomas Paine's quote on "the summer soldier" (and conversely, how Steve himself is the metaphorical "Winter Soldier"):

The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.

The summer soldier, in other words, is someone who will only step up when it conveniences them. Hence, the opposite of that -- "the winter soldier" -- is the person who keeps fighting against tyranny regardless of how hard the conflict becomes. That describes Steve Rogers to a tee.

I think Bucky would have been well aware of the meaning of "the summer soldier". In this context, I think it makes sense if he wants to reclaim the title "the Winter Soldier", not just as a nod to what Steve stood for, but because what greater tyranny than having one's mind broken bit by bit until nothing remained? And what greater triumph to have survived all that and still want to do good?

But as far as "the Winter Soldier mode" is concerned? I don't think Bucky ever went there in all the iterations we've seen of him, except when he's directly mind-controlled. Even in CACW when he was willing to use his skills, he still held back from killing the soldiers and later on, Tony. He was also holding back in most of his battles in TFATWS.

(Spoilers for TB below if you want it)

In any case, the movie was too light on the Bucky content to even get into the complexities of reclaiming the Winter Soldier nor touch on any of Bucky's healing journey. It did, however, firmly have Bucky on the good side. The incidences where Bucky's past as the Winter Soldier is mentioned are surprisingly positive:

Bucky tries to get Mel (Val's personal assistant) to step up as a witness against Val, and promises to protect her. She asks if that would be the Congressman or the Winter Soldier.

Later on, she does contact him and asks him to track her phone and he says he "doesn't do that anymore" but does anyway, eventually ending up saving the Thunderbolts

The nod to the Winter Soldier moves as Bucky saves the Thunderbolts

Alexei being all heart-eyes "Mr Soldier" towards him

Yelena, who is snippy with everyone (including even Ava when she's super frustrated), never snaps at Bucky and listens when Bucky tells her he's been where she's at (mentally) and suggests to deal with the demons now in order to move past it

Mel later calling Bucky frantically again and tells him he needs to do something about Val's crazy plan to create Sentry (because there's no Avengers), and he promptly rolls up his sleeves and drives to New York

You can read it as "the world still associates Bucky with the violent Winter Soldier even if he's a politician now" or, I prefer to read it as "the skills of the Winter Soldier, in the control of Bucky, is used to protect others"...as it always has been.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes meta #thunderbolts #spoilers #asks #steve rogers #stucky

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There is a lot of very interesting things in this interview that I would like to take a closer look at, so let me quote:

I mean, yes, we set out to be this funhouse mirror reflection of what we’re seeing in the world. Another metaphor is we like to be like the kid in the back of the classroom throwing spitballs at authoritarian — authority — figures because that’s healthy. The way some of these things line up, like us opening with a trial as certain former presidents were on trial and the way other world events seem to line up to the show are totally coincidental and frankly a little freaky.

I know he means this time-wise more than content-wise because the Trump trial happened right around the same week the show dropped, but there is something funny about him trying to play it off as coincidental. He has been name-dropping Trump and Homelander for so long now, and I have to admit that I do feel for him a little because he was, ironically, so on the money that by now, he has to fear his show getting censored to hell. And I know he is just trying to save it from that fate by saying: it was all a coinkydink, guysss, we're totally not criticising the gov. But Eric. Eric. Your marketing team YESTERDAY made a joke about Homelander being elected pope. Come on. You want me to believe "make America super again" was just you coincidentally choosing a cool motto for Homelander? Do what you must to save your show, man, I get it. But Jesus Christ.

And all I can say about it is it’s a show that’s about authoritarians who present as celebrities, and it’s a show about late-stage capitalism.

Eric, your show is on Amazon Prime.

But I’m really proud that our weird superhero show is also maybe the most current show on television.

As much as I complain about the Trump-Homelander thing, I am at a point where I feel Homelander might be doing a better job. At least he has Sage.

But our goal is we use that stuff [as] our flash and sizzle to get through a lot of our discussions and conversations about politics and society.

I find it a little disappointing that he seems to be under the impression that the people wouldn't want the more plot-heavy discussions and feels the need to include shock value. Eric, I think most people watch this show for the good plotlines. Season 1 was rife with plot and very little shock value, and it worked better.

That particular story, where Homelander goes down to the lab, that’s a really heartbreaking story. And a lot of that comes down to Ant[ony Starr], who really wanted to play it like a little boy. He had this really smart, insightful observation that when you go home, you revert to whoever you were when you were at that home, and he was a scared little boy then. Now he has all this power, but he’s still that little kid, and so, it made him, weirdly — to the extent to which Homelander can be — sympathetic [or] at least empathetic. You could at least understand how that torture led him to become the person that he is today. I think Ant pulls off an incredible magic trick to make maybe the most evil and sociopathic person on television understandable to the audience. And that is no small thing.

Eric, I don't think Homelander is the most sociopathic character on television. I don't even think he's in the Top 10 on your own show. You just described him, in this very sentence, as a scared boy. I don't fully believe a scared boy is the height of sociopathy. Either way, reading about Eric and Ant cooking scenes is always fun. They work so well.

(On another note, Eric is No. 1 creator of three-dimensional evil guys and then turns into the shocked Pikachu face when it actually works. He is such a guilty-pleasure-villain-lover. Eric, embrace it.)

And by design, we always love it when we can put Butcher and Homelander around the same emotional journeys and see how they react to them because they [have this] two sides of the same coin thing where they’re the epic hero and villain of the show. So anytime that we get an opportunity to mirror what they’re going through, we take it.

Thanks for the Butchlander mention, Eric, but... Did you just imply Butcher is the hero? Butcher? The man currently planning to genocide an entire species? That same Butcher? William J. Butcher?

Epic hero, even. Eric.

In many ways, it’s a show about humanity and how power, vengeance, and violence take it away.

Now take all that energy, Eric, and realise you're doing the same storyline with Homelander. And stop trying to say you're making him super evil.

Kripke talking a little about Soldier Boy ad Homelander's relationship in season 5

#season 5 speculation

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colatheblacksheep · 2 days ago

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interesting little things in 5.6 archon quest that i HAVE to talk about

I'M ON EXTREMELY HIGH ADRENALINE AFTER COMPLETING THE QUEST AND I DEFINITELY NEED TO GET IT OUT OF MY SYSTEM.

it felt too short and i just can't get enough of it. even though considering this is an interlude chapter, it's jam-packed with a LOT of things.

SPOILERS INCOMING!!! if you haven't played the quest, i HIGHLY RECOMMEND you play and experience it youself, it's worth it i promise

Mondstadt genuinely feels like family and home to me. that part where people from all over the city talked over the wind current during the fight? they feel real and alive, friendly and united. the emphasis of family throughout the quest too, with Diluc and Kaeya, Jean and Barbara and even Albedo with his...uhh...unique family, i love it.

i don't know why but seeing Sucrose speaks up in the trial is so satisfying to me that i freaking cheered when i saw her dialogue lol. she deserves more screentime.

now that we know more people who are aware of Venti's identity, i sort of want to see more teasing towards Venti from these people. that whole conversation with Dahlia and Venti? absolutely hilarious. and we get to see Venti being embarrassed or flustered.

Venti and Varka's interaction is also absolute gold. jokester for jokester dynamics. what do you mean Varka says he is being chased around by enemies and Venti replies with 'have fun with that'???

i love how when Alice mentions that she is going to be 'here right away', Jean's immediate reaction is like 'no wait, right here?? right now?? my office???'.

i didn't have much thought on Venti and Albedo interacting before but when it actually happens with them knowing each other's identity, it tickled something in my brain. watch as i write 2 more long posts on each of them separately cause they are the heaviest lore carry (which should have included Kaeya given his background, but it isn't relevant in this quest so...) in Mondstadt and probably the entire story really. i just love my mysterious and powerful boys ok?

speaking of mysterious and powerful boys, while his name was only brought up once, we all love seeing Wanderer being involved in another important archon quest.

now to the climax...

HUMAN DURIN??? like i was already hella shocked when Albedo said that he is going to 'replace Dragonspine Durin with Mini Durin' but that whole cutscene where he utilised the entire Mondstadt city as his alchemy site??? the rune running across the entire city??? (with Timaeus and Sucrose rushing to investigate the work of their master which is so wholesome) his chant??? the peek at human Durin form at the end??? HOLY SHIT OF BARBATOS this whole thing is so cool and beautiful.

like like, the 2 shot where it zooms out on the entire Mondstadt city with golden light so bright even the fireworks cannot compare??? i am so in love with this cutscene i'm gonna rewatch it so many time and freaking laser beam it into my brain.

#i'm so in love with this quest #the hype is totally justified #albedo #venti #genshin impact 5.6 #paralogism #genshin impact #SPOILERS #cola's ramble

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catboytenya · 1 day ago

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as promised, here's a shit ton of screenshots. like i said before, my ex, @/sentiearksys/@/taysudon was incredibly abusive to me and is trying to rewrite the narrative that i was the abusive one, and quite frankly, i'm not gonna let him push me around any longer, so, here's my final post on the topic.

don't go harassing him, but i encourage blocking.

i had been hoping he would stop posting lies about me when i posted actual proof, which i actually have, unlike him, but i don't think he ever will. so, like i said, this is my final post on this topic.

some of these i feel shy sharing because i don't like how vulnerable i am in them, but i feel a bit helpless that he's going around telling people i was the abusive one meanwhile..... i've put up with this cruel treatment for years. and i have the proof of his treatment, and all he can do is talk shit and lie about me without any evidence.

if he wanted me to stop posting evidence, he should have stopped posting lies about me. after we broke up i was completely fine with never bringing him up again until he decided to start lying about me. like i said before, ultimately, this is about defending myself and clearing my name, as well as warning others about how he really is behind closed doors.

today, i had the luck of talking to some of the people he lied about to me and forced me to block, and i got to finally hear their sides of the story. all these people that he told me were terrible and awful and cruel are the sweetest people i've ever spoken to who did not deserve the terrible things he was saying about them. if i DO make another post, it'll be entirely to defend them and include screenshots of the awful things he said about them. for now, i'll be leaving them out of it. i just wanted to include this paragraph to thank them for taking the time to reply and to talk to me, and honestly, to show my appreciation for them as my new friends.

i'm not only including any screenshots from previous posts, i'm also including new ones, so everything is on one post. thank you for listening.

as i mentioned before on older posts, we're both systems, and use pluralkit to talk. i get that because of this it might be a bit confusing, so i'll spare you the trouble: cloudy creatures, katsuki/kacchan, and shouto are me, the rest is my ex. i explained in past posts that some of these screenshots are old, and that's why some of the timestamps say "today"

this was originally one long screenshot but tumblr destroys the quality, so, here it is in parts:

he voted for trump btw. if his parents made him do it why is he defending his decision so hard over a tumblr post?:

Here's my admitting that he was the reason I didn't kill myself while I was feeling suicidal, followed by (a few of) the times he held it above my head:

there's also.... whatever this incident is. passive aggressive, guilt tripping, ect. typical playing with my emotions while i'm trying to have a serious conversation:

he would also pretend that his headmate(s) were dying or grievously injured to punish me. basically a "your partner is DYING because of YOU" kinda thing:

these are from a previous post but here he is making my cat dying about him and also about choosing either him or my best friend faith:

and here he is barely even giving me a second to grieve my other cat dying VERY suddenly before he starts talking about the mini art fight me and my friends have going year-round. also who says "haha!" to someone who's cat just died?:

the next few screenshots are gonna be censored since they're from a previous post before i decided to stop censoring them, red is my ex, blue is me. anyway he would start talking in morse code during serious conversations to make me have to stop what i was doing to open a translator:

here he is doing his typical "i don't like when you talk about faith" thing:

here he is being upset about my animals as well as being jealous over my theoretical bunny i've been wanting to adopt:

here he is upset about me leaving to go play mario kart with my sibling??:

here he is demeaning my ability to communicate + also just?? telling me that i need to relearn basic english???:

here he is claiming that i didn't give him any recognition in a really demeaning way even though like. idk how else to explain it but we were so head over heels that we excused 99% of his behavior.:

here he is making me feel really shitty about how many songs i put in my character playlists, this eventually culminated in me deleting all of the playlists i had made:

i genuinely have more but i've hit the 30 image limit. thank you for reading, and again, if i make another post, it'll be because i'm doing it for my new friends.

#sentientarksys #taysudon #sentiearksys

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azaharinflames · 3 days ago

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Let’s imagine hypothetically for a moment that buddie goes canon.

In 811 buck said he doesn’t have feelings for Eddie . We have 2 episodes left. What kind of bullshit storytelling it is to have 2!!!!!! people to realize their feelings and for one of them discover the whole new sexuality?????

Can they think for a second? But I guess they will eat anything if that means seeing Ryan kiss men.

Honestly, Nonnie, if I were shipping Buddie and this is the way they got together? I'd be pissed lmao

Because what do you mean the whole season focuses on Buck and his ex/situationship and how much he wants a future with him, and how he's unable to move on from him, and how Tommy will do whatever for Buck, if it was all meant to lead to Buddie?

Because what do you mean the whole season has Eddie showing time and time again who his priority is (rightfully so), and how that doesn't have Buck nowhere near the top. What do you mean you're constantly showing him dismissing Buck's feelings, unable to ask how he's doing, being a jerk of a friend to him, if this was all meant to make the GA see that Buddie is meant to be?

Because what do you mean that we have Eddie outright stating he's straight and even looking at a swimsuit magazine instead of a half-naked Buck, and you have Buck immediately denying having feelings for Eddie and reiteraing he doesn't have them later on, when he has gone over the conversation with Tommy in this head, if this was all meant to sign that Buddie was finally happening?

Because what do you actually mean that 814-15 had absolutely no Eddie, not even a mention, yet 815 had not one, but two significant BT moments. What do you actually mean that 816 barely had any Eddie at all, even when he's a main, yet bothered to include Tommy (a guest star/recurring) saving Bobby's life, and carrying his coffin.

If this was meant to hint that Buddie canon is happening these next two eps... what do you mean (not you, Nonnie <3). Genuinenly. How do you see this and seriously think the series is preparing you for something that even the actors don't want? Why the fuck do they think Eddie could go through a sexuality crisis at a fucking lighting speed, and confess his love in two eps.

Imma need people to be serious for a moment. Because even if hypothetically this was a feelings realisations only... seriously? After this season? You'd actually be happy with it?

#anti buddie #anon ❣️

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Oh doctor my doctor

Summary: Having a wife with hemokenesis has its benefits; you have a personal doctor on hand.

Warnings: afab reader, mentions of blood, mentions of smut, period mention, mention of bad eating habits (not eating)

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Being married to Victoria Neuman had its benefits, for one, the security that she provided both emotionally and financially was nothing short of astounding. She was grounding, a woman who could calm a storm with the right words and a couple of well placed touches, soothing any concerns or anxieties that plagued your mind. With Victoria, you've never had to worry about whether she loved you. She showed it constantly and consistently, going out of her way to make it known that you were more than just loved. That you were treasured and appreciated. You've never had to worry about a bill, a note, or the price of anything you've laid your eyes on. If you wanted it, she'd get it for you, no questions asked. You were well taken care of, not to mention she came with a bright-eyed and bushy-tailed daughter who was the light of both of your worlds. Safe to say, the life that you had built with Victoria was nothing short of secure.

The other benefit included her hemokenesis. Victoria could tell when you were sick before you could and would immediately circumvent it before it had the chance to as so much as make you cough or sneeze. Forget to track your period date? No problem, she was more accurate than any app. Clocking the rising and falling levels of estrogen coursing through your body like clockwork and adjusting her behavior accordingly, knowing that she'd need to give you extra loving during that time.

"Hey babe when is-"

"Next week Friday." She answered without so much as missing a beat. Your favorite treats and meals were already pre-ordered before you could even blink, and products stashed for the date. She'd even help alleviate cramps when she could and would indicate when you'd need to change your preferred method of product.

Other times, you'd feel a skip in your heartbeat and immediately assume your time has come, much to her mild amusement.

"Am I having a-"

"Heart attack? No, love, it's a heart palpation. You're not dying." She answered before you could even finish the sentence. Frankly, you've asked many a question a few times before over the course of your marriage and knew exactly what you'd say. Sometimes, you'd wonder if she was a mind reader too, which resulted in such conversations as:

"What am I thinking of right now?"

"My love," She'd say with a sigh. "I don't know, I'm not a mind reader."

"Right we'll how did you know know what I was going to say?"

"Because you've asked me that a few times before."

"Oh...... I'm still watching you."

Victoria also had the ability to know if you've eaten or not. The way your blood sugar levels would drop when you had gone without eating was enough for her to chide you while ordering your favorite meal as she reminded you of the importance of a good hearty meal.

Other times, she could tell when you were stressed, tired, irritated. When your cortisol levels were high, she'd draw you a bath, put on your favorite show, and give you all the affection that you needed as well as giving you a safe space to vent when you needed it.

Her favorite, however, was when you were turned on or in the mood. One minute you'd be talking, and the next she'd have you tangled in the sheets, panting and moaning, using the very hormones traveling through your system to bring you to ecstacy time and time again. Paying extra attention to the way your body would react to her touch.

In a crowded room, the flurry of different heartbeats would sometimes overwhelm her, but the very distinct sound of your own would always cut through the noise, blocking it all out, save for yours. She loved to listen to the steady rhythm as it beat in your chest. It was a reminder that you were alive. The sound of your blood rushing through your veins was a comfort to her, the way your heart rate would pick up when she'd kiss you, talk to you, hell even look at you. The rush of oxytocin that she'd sense every time you were near her would only melt her further, causing her heart to flutter and her face to flush as she looked at you softly with those brown eyes that you've lost yourself in so many times before.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You would ask softly.

"Because I love you." She replied back. The intensity of the look would be enough to make your heart skip a beat.

"I love you too."

"I know."

#victoria neuman x reader #victoria neuman #the boys #the boys amazon #the boys tv #fanfic #fluff

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I should've stayed at home

A Dragon!Hybrid!Rhaenyra x Introvert!GN!Reader imagine

Note: Based on the song I Should've stayed at home, by Ryan Mack.

Warning: Kinda angsty, Introvert-ish reader, Ellusive comments about Rhaenyra's children and even more ellusive comments about what Reader's place in this mess is. GN!Reader, but is very soft.

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There was something… hideous, to watch people drink away the fakeness of it all. A birthday celebration. Had you not an image to uphold, you would have scoffed, out loud. On one side, Rhaenyra was talking with her father, little Joffrey rocking softly in her arms. Laenor stood behind her, but still included in the hushed conversation. On the other side, of Viserys was sitting Alicent who was silently murdering the last of her poor potatoes with her fork as she tried to fake amity, was failing. One last feast before you all left for Dragonstone.

It made you want to throw up the very nice, rich, dinner you all shared together. The clenching in your belly had not relaxed, nor permitted you to eat much, mind you. It had been a miracle that Viserys invited you to his table. No thanks to Alicent who’d tried to shut down the invite as soon as it left the sickly king’s lips.

Bitch.

You schooled your face, so as to not let the scowl show, raising your still-full cup to your lips in an attempt give yourself the grace of being alcoholized, might you slip up. You would never understand how a girl as sweet as Alicent, in her time, could turn so hateful toward one she once considered a friend.

Gazing over at the rest of your lady’s children, you met Luke’s eyes, pleading, as they were, to… what exactly? You couldn’t truly stage an emergency, or get out of the room quietly. Even less with the quieter of the children present in the room. The private celebration was too intimate to permit you a timely exit with Luke to seek the quiet of the gardens before the last of the sunset.

You took another gulp of wine to soften the blow this realization gave to your moral.

Your eyes drifted back to the head of the table, catching Laenor’s gaze already on you. Tilting your head to the side, lowering your cup and presenting him the fakest smile ever mustered in front of royalty, you ought to feel bad. Ashamed even. But nothing of the sort twisted your stomach as Laenor raised his eyebrows in return and shook his head before whispering something to Rhaenyra’s hears.

A true gentleman, Laenor was.

“Darling,” Rhaenyra’s voice cut through the weak chatter in the room, effectively bringing silence and making you raise the head you had lowered once more to meet her purple eyes. “Would you please get Joff and Luke to bed?”

Her tone was syrupy sweet, and her eyes kind, the small crinkle at the corner of her eyes of amusement, you’d learn to discern with time, present. Yet you could only feel as if you’d somehow failed at something. But you plastered a smile on your face, mirroring her, already raising from your seat.

“Of course, my lady.” Your voice, thankfully, didn’t crack as you spoke, but you cleared your throat nonetheless afterward. An evening of silence, though usually delightfull, had its disadvantages.

You when to collect baby Joffrey from your lady’s arms, making sure to support it’s little head as you did. Rhaenyra’s hand found your arm under the baby’s blanket and she squeezed softly. The fire burning in her eyes now had not real bite, if not an amused one. A promise. You responded to her gaze with a small smile, hidden in the bow of the exchange.

“How come Jace gets to stay?” Exclaimed Luke, who’d also diligently got out of his seat to follow suit behind you.

At five years old, Luke had a strong sense of justice that was currently being challenged, so you choose to answer with an easy, yet factual statement as you led both boys away to their room. “Jace is older, little prince.”

And Luke’s whiny sigh was the only thing the grown royals heard as the doors of the dining room closed behind you.

It wasn’t much later when Rhaenyra crept into your room from a door hidden behind a tapestry. You’d already retreated to your bedroom, having put both Luke to bed, and Joffrey to the nursemaid. You’d figured that Rhaenyra had already too much on her plate for you to wait in her room. So, after having put Luke to sleep with a small story, you’d retreated to your room, hiding under the covers that kept you too warm during the summers, and smelled like older times, simpler times, now.

The sheets withdrew from your figure for a moment, as the bed dipped under your lady’s weight, and one of her arm circled your hips, pulling you flush against her body.

"You left early again." She murmured against the shell of your ear, the warmth of her breath sending a shiver down your spine. with a shift, you turned to face the princess, whose eyes still held the amused light in them, a soft smile gracing her lips.

It broke your heart having to be frank with her. Adding to the weight she was already carrying. But Rhaenyra had never liked when you, out of all people, concealed things from her. "I cannot stand having to fake gratefulness when you are thus treated, my lady."

Barely above a whisper, as if the absence of loudness could soften the blow of your truth, it couldn’t, yet there was no point in creating an argument tonight. That’s not how you wanted this night to end. In the dark, it was harder to see if Rhaenyra emotion had changed.

"Is that how you feel, Beloved?"

You grumbled a little, her tone was still soft, but her eyes had begun to shine different, Syrax’s probably prowling closer in her mind now.

"Today I thought that had I stayed at home, when you summoned me again all those years ago, I wouldn’t have to fake smiles to Alicent and her father now. Then I thought it was cruel, but decided that I didn't truly care." You elaborated, turning back toward the ceiling of your room, not wanting to see how her eyes fill with hurt because of your words. It was cowardly, and you knew as much, but you can’t bring yourself to reap what you’ve just sowed.

You felt Rhaenyra raising, next to you. Her head now overlooking your form, but you kept your gaze obstinately to the ceiling. "You should have told me, if that’s how you truly felt… Something would have been done."

You scoffed, head turning to look at her. Rhaenyra, you lady, your love, was many, many, wonderful things, but aware of your true feeling, de deeper, scarier one, was not one of them. Not often, anyway.

"Nyra, please. I can talk to you, I can talk to Laenor. But outside of here," You gestured to the room around you. "I’m nothing more than a glorified servant."

A sound, squeak maybe, insulted, in any case, escaped your lady’s lips and the scales on her neck reached her chin and now covered her ears completely. Syrax was definitely involved in the conversation now.

"That is absolutely not true!"

"I beg to differ." You countered easily. " Alicent is making me do things had never have to do before. They are not as careful with me as they are to you about the rumours. And I love the children. I truly do. I would give my life for them. But it hurts. Nyra. The looks, the whispers, it hurts." You shook your head, with a sight. "I should’ve just kept quiet."

Your words made Rhaenyra withdrew liked you'd just burned her. A hiss, then the sound of something flapping, then the wind that usually came with wings. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. "There’s nothing for you to do. And we’re already leaving, aren’t we?"

Silence answered you. And for a while, you felt Rhaenyra’s presence only because you could feel her gaze burning through you, setting fire on your soul. "We are." She finally agreed, a low rumble deepening her tone, as she settled next to you again. A kiss against your shoulder, trailing slowly un your jaw. Wordless excuses.

You leaned against her front more, accepting them.

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faerithz · 1 day ago

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i cannot cognize why the dismissal of eren’s motivations is SO prevalent among those who claim to wholly understand him.

“he exclusively did it (in reference to the rumbling) for the sake of paradis, eren is a hero and therefore any moral wrongdoings cannot be attributed to him”

except eren himself acknowledges the fact that it IS an unjust and morally corrupt act with respect to those who weren’t the perpetrators of oppression and cyclical violence. hence he apologizes to ramzi with tears streaming down his face; he feels remorse for what’s yet to come, and unlike those who misinterpret the basis of the rumbling — he doesn’t dismiss its essence.

yes, the future of paradis and eldians was indubitably paramount to eren, and he DID care and carry out actions in the favor thereof, including opposing zeke’s euthanization plan, but the rumbling — on the scale that he executed it — wasn’t ineluctable.

in his paths conversation with armin, he divulges that he had a desire to witness “that sight” when they are situated in a sea of blood. he mentions prior that he felt disappointment upon discovering the existence of humanity outside the walls — and not only due to the fact that they victimized eldians. he wanted the outside world to accord to the pictures in armin’s book — vast spaces unoccupied and untainted by other people.

eren’s motivations were not limited to the surface-level explanations people devise for the rumbling (either it’s undivided and fervent hatred for *all* of humanity, or simply self-sacrifice for the sake of paradis). and he himself is extremely self-aware in the regard. aot characters’ complexity is precisely what makes them so compelling and brilliant, therefore trying to justify your favorite character’s actions and deliberately ignoring their flaws — which are part of them and are just as crucial — is nonsensical to me

#aot #attack on titan #eren jaeger #eren aot #eren yeager #aot spoilers #aot season 4 #snk #shingeki no kyojin

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r0manceplanet · 13 hours ago

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okay yipee yay!! haven’t done these in a hot minute so apologies if this isn’t that great… i’m trying >_> !

fandom: forsaken plz!!

pronouns: they them

gender/sexuality: non-binary androsexual (best way i could put ittt ^^)

personality: ummm… i think i’m generally a pretty nice person, i’m rlly empathetic and i luv to talk yap yap i like to run my mouth! i cannot keep it shut and i’m rlly bad at keeping secrets oops. i’m kindaaa stubborn and a big over thinker but i try reallyyy hard not to be;;; i just wanna have fun and b chill ^^

hobbies: ummum arts! anything artsy! like graffiti. baking is sooo awesome and fun doing things with your hands is great. i love music a LOT (specifically rock/metal/alt) and enjoy going to concerts!! i’m also big on conspiracy theories & psychological philosophy :3

likes & dislikes: i generally like weird/creepy things, any sort of horror media! & being outside & doing things, like exploring or looking for bugs. like i said i <3 philosophy but i also love the unknown!! and theorizing!! and debate!! collecting/hoarding things i like is fun too, like knives & license plates. oh and rubber ducks. photography!!! pictures are everything to me!!! i don’t dislike much but i guess umm… the dark! i hate that. strong smells & loud noises freak me out. ppl who are mean to animals babies and old people are a different kind of evil.

mbti & zodiac: enfp 4w5, gemini!!

love languages: acts of service above all but i also adore words of affirmation!! i don’t care much for gift giving.

what i look for/want in a partner: someone who can keep up w/ me, i guess! i get bored quickly, i usually wanna always go do something. i hate silence and i hate distance, i need to be able to vibe & have fun with them always!! i’d also prefer someone who isn’t shy ^_^ .

thank youuu my goat please take your time!!! 🧡

FORSAKEN MATCHUP #1

A/N: Ahhh my first request for a matchup!! And to whoever sent this ask to me thank you so much!! And I hope you enjoy who you get! And, matchups for forsaken are open to everyone!

Press “Read More” to see who you have been matched with!

You have been matched with… Chance!

• It took me some time to think about who to match you with, and I did have a few characters in mind before I thought of him, and when I did he seems to match you the most, I feel like you two would function so well together.

• Chance is a really calm dude, he can work under pressure and is able to talk to anyone really, I mean, who wouldn’t like him? He’s never fallen in love before you, he was always focused on gambling and the casino he owned. Before meeting in forsaken, you would’ve met him in his casino while you were hanging out with your friends.

• When he met you he was immediately focused on you, why? something about you made him interested in you, maybe it’s because of how much you love to talk with him, and he’s always listening to you yap and adding into the conversation, it’s refreshing for him to find someone to match his energy.

• When you guys start dating, he would spend ALL his money, which you would have to stop him before he goes broke. But he would buy an entire store if you wanted one thing, that’s how devoted he is to you.

• He would definitely bring you to concerts, I can see him as someone who would go to concerts of bands he likes, you guys always have a blast whenever you’re at a concert to see your favorite band, and as a surprise he’s arranged an appointment for you to meet with your favorite idols.

• He always compliments your artwork, he’s in awe whenever he sees your paintings or drawings, he’s someone who would point out the smallest details in your art, and he LOVES it whenever you bake, and if you bake anything that he likes he’s gonna eat it all in 1 minute and ask for more.

• He loves hearing you talk, including if it’s about theories you bring up, he’ll love to theorize with you and debate, you can get him to talk about ANYTHING, off topic but, whenever you guys are chilling at home or out on a date, he would take pictures of you that have amazing views.

• Whenever you’re overthinking about something, or anything that’s bothering you, he’ll always make sure to tell you that you can go to him for anything, and he is of course… He’ll be your emotional support animal if you want. No matter what situation you happen to be in, you’ll always have him, and he’ll always have you.

Round-Ups:

Shedletsky, John Doe

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I am very intrigued to hear your expanded thots on sub!joe and pegging! I think it adds an extra layer of vulnerability to their relationship that is super interesting. Plus as long as you don’t include it in one of the main fics, people can choose to read it as a part of that universe or not 😊

sub!joe brain dump (NSFW edition)

I'm glad others want to hear about this because!!! It's been bouncing around in my brain for weeks now!

Note: There's more discussion about how the dom/sub dynamics are started, feelings, and relationship in this too.

CW: BDSM dynamics (heavily described, D/S dynamics, swinging), 18+ content (pegging described)

want to read other sub!joe? you're in luck (please note: main fics do not have all these dynamics; this an expansion of the entire universe)

sub!joe masterlist | joe burrow masterlist | main masterlist

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It always starts with consent. And anything new is always discussed outside of sex. Always, always, always, always. It's non negotiable. I know I haven't talked about it a lot in the fics. But there's a ton more that's happening behind the scenes. Between their escapades, there's a lot of conversations about boundaries, wants, if anything's changed. Safe, sane, and consensual. Pillars that the two of them live so deeply by.

When these dynamics first started cropping up, Domme sat Joe down. She has experience prior to Joe about it, mentioned to Joe in broad strokes she was previously apart of 'the scene'. Joe took it in stride that it was her history. It intrigued him a little, and he asked all his questions but doesn't delve into specifics. Domme never forced it into their relationship either, didn’t cram it in at every turn. Just mentioned it once, let Joe ask his questions and then let it go.

But the signs feel so obvious to her. They keep cropping up, how he reaches for her in a crowded room. Sighs into her when they’re alone. Jokes about wishing he could just his brain off. So, Domme makes it a conversation. She only intends to bring it up one more time, and again, let Joe decide if he wants to press it further. She brings the conversation to his attention with a soft and sweet, “Hey, I'm noticing similar things in you and our relationship that I’ve seen in prior dynamics and I want to make sure that a) you like it and b) to discuss if you want to make it a more solid and integrated part of our relationship?”

Of course Joe asks what she means, so she lays it--all facts, all, “I’ve noticed..” or “It appears..” so there’s room for her to be corrected. Which Joe doesn't. Because everything she lays out is true, is what it seems like.

Or so Joe thinks until he asks, “What does it remind you of?”

“Dominant and submissive roles and dynamics--that’s what it reminds me of.”

“And I’m the--” He can’t say it.

“Well, you’re Joe. But if we map your behaviors onto that framework, the behaviors look like those of a submissive.”

It’s careful. Joe notices that much. She doesn’t call him a sub. Just talk about the behaviors. But he’s taking the leaps. He’s seeing where the conclusions, and summations will all lead. Joe hesitates, hadn't really considered himself a sub or anything. He wasn't oozing a super domineering personality but he took care of shit. He handled shit as it came up, when it needed to be handled. Like he was supposed to do. How could he be a sub when he's literally a leader? It's not like he lets Domme do everything.

But she's, again, so fucking smooth and soft with it, "Think about it like this. When it's the two of us together, you seem to relax a bit more. You let me do more things for you than you let others do for you. Do you like it when I step up for you in specific situations?"

“Yes.” Because it makes him feel cared for. Which is easy to answer, to admit too.

“Do you like it when I praise you? When I take a bit more of the control? Not all, but when you get to pass some of the weight over to me, what do you feel?”

“Relieved.” It’s like Joe can breathe easier. “But you feel the same right? When I help you out?”

“Yes,” she nods. “But I like shouldering that weight. I take orders all day at work. I like giving them sometimes.”

Joe is exhausted by them. He makes decisions all the time that by the end of the day he’s sick of it. “So you’re not annoyed when I call you asking for help on what to ask my chef for the week?”

“Never,” she grins. “It makes me feel needed. Like, if intimacy could go into a gas tank and is added into and taken out of. You relying on me in those ways fills my intimacy tank--to make tiny decisions when you don’t want to or are too exhausted too. Or when you say you just need to hear my voice or want me to give you the least amount of choices possible makes my whole body flutter.”

He nods, chewing at the inside of his cheek. He knows the feeling when she just steps up, when she’s just there for him--solid, unwavering, unflinching at even his silliest and tiniest of needs. “And me passing some of the smaller things onto you fills mine using that logic.”

The more Joe chews on it, the more he realizes, yeah no, he really likes it when she takes care of things for him. When she's with him at events, and she just gets it when his battery dies or when she helps navigate a conversation Joe feels himself slipping in, or when they're out shopping together and she rolls her shoulders back and strides with every step, confident and sure of herself in ways that Joe is confident, but that's full of practice and a quiet kind of internal pep talk. Joe's fought to be confident and she just is. So it starts slowly, the two of them easing into this dynamic.

The dom/sub came up near the year mark and they've been together a while now, since late, late 2021/early 2022.

Domme sits Joe down to do a 'Will Do, Won't Do, Want to Try' list after their initial conversation. She hands him a sheet of paper, walks him through folding it into thirds and then has him label each column as one of the following: Will Do, Won't Do, Want to Try. Explains that the idea is that Joe writes down what he's willing to do (inside the bedroom and inside their dynamic), what he won't do at all (hard limits), and stuff he's willing to try or maybe he's a little unsure about.

"Think of it like a stop light. Will Do is green, you're all for it. Yellow is the stuff you want to try that we'll talk through and about, make sure there's rules in place. Won't do are red lights. Hard limits, no goes, no matter what."

It seems simple enough. They work in separate rooms for a little bit but then Joe misses her and creeps out his office and kisses all over her face so it gets tabled for the day. But for the better half a week, it's swirling in the back of Joe's mind. It’s intriguing to take the plunge into all his fantasies.

They finish their lists and then comes the hard part where they have to talk it through. He sets the page down, a few lines crossed out and then nearly bolts.

But Domme coaxes him in, her voice soft and smooth, and silky, makes him feel safe when she says, "So, we can start easy. You tell me when you're most excited about from your lists." She doesn't read it, just trusts him enough to know he'll share it truthfully. Joe melts into the couch cushions right there, thinking to himself, I'll do whatever she'd fucking ask just as long as she keeps talking to me like that.

Joe's hard limits are like no visible bruises, no excessive pain (because he is a professional athlete so he needs to be able to discern a sting from something more worrisome), no tight bondage, and nothing that could cause severe harm--it's all reasonable. And Domme helps him sort of categorize and clarify as needed. But she distinctly notes there's nothing on his list about anything penetrative on his end. Like he couldn't fathom it all.

They establish safe words. His is turquoise. Hers is dragonfly. Joe's practiced in his head, Too much--use turquoise. It's the phrase Domme used with him. That if it ever became too much he could use 'turquoise'. Just over and over and over, so he makes the association.

When they first get used to the dynamic, Joe slips and uses, "Stop." And what he was trying to say was something like, "I need to catch my breath."

But the second the 'p' pops off his lips, Domme's pulling away from him, settles off to his side, her hands hover. "What was too much? Need space?"

It's the first time that Joe realizes just how much words matter and even though it wasn't his word, she's listening, she's paying attention to every little thing. Just like he does. So, any time Joe needs a breather, he's careful to use something like, "Need a second," Or "Can we take a time out?"

It may sound silly sometimes, but it works. It lets them both know what's needed. Wording is so incredibly important during their sexual adventures and even outside of the bedroom too. If Joe's overwhelmed in public or about something, he's a lot more mindful on how to communicate that. "Hey, can I take five?" or "I think I need just a second before we go out."

It's Domme that brings up pegging the first time.

They check in on the Three W list (Will Do, Won't Do, Want to Try) like once a quarter, so 3/4 times a year. Joe's pretty consistent. Literally changes maybe one thing (marks are okay during the off season or asks if something they sort of rotated out to come back around [looking at you wax play]). So when Domme parts her lips and says, "I want to try pegging,’

Joe swears his eyes are going to fall out of his head. "On me? Peg me?"

She nods. He doesn't hate the idea, but it makes his stomach uneasy, "I need more time on that one. Can we loop back around to it?" Joe stews on it for two weeks. Does he want that? Would it be strange? Would it hurt? What would he do while being pegged? Would he feel different afterwards?

On a Friday afternoon, when Domme's off from work and finished her errands, and Joe's back from his meetings, Joe resurfaces the conversation with a simple, "Can we talk?"

They talk through every minute detail. Everything. Dildo size, lubrication type, prep work, safe words, scenario (Joe has to be the one to ask for it. Even if it terrifies him, the ball has to be in his court for this)--everything, they talk about everything.

It's so strange at first, even though Joe asked for it, and Domme's being so gentle, he can't help but tense when the first wet finger traces his rim. Like is he actually about to do this? She pauses, free hand smoothing over his back, kisses up his spine. "Want me to stop or do you need a second?"

He's usually so composed, can follow through on a decision once it's made. But this feels like it could shatter him. Could totally ruin him everything he understands about himself. "Just a second."

Domme kisses at his back, a hum shaking at his spine. "Take all the time you need."

Eventually with a lot of encouragement, he lets her proceed and the push through the mental is the hardest part, because once she's in, the pad of her singular finger working at his prostate so gingerly, Joe's a goner.

He pushes back into her hand and she laughs, not maliciously, a puffy satisfied sound. "Do you like that?" It echoes the question he offers all the time, usually in jest. But Domme knows the truth, that Joe loves the praise. That Joe's keening each time she tells him just how well he's doing, how good he's making her feel. To hear it back, with the delicious twist of his stomach at the careful work--Joe's literally on cloud fucking 9.

She works slow and deliberate, eases him open with the second finger. Whispers into his skin, "Look at you. Doing so well for me. Fucking perfect. Want it that bad?"

Joe doesn't think he can get enough, pushes and pushes and pushes back on her fingers and palm. He comes apart on her fingers, a soft and easy pull over his cock, the press of her fingers in his ass. It's messy, how hard and how violently he comes, but Joe is absolutely liquid for the rest of the night. His brain is just gone. Totally gone. Utter silence. He can barely respond to Domme. Barely hold the glass of water.

He settles squarely onto her chest when she slips onto the bed later, tucks him up to his chest with the comforter. "Did so well for me. Took it so well. Made my misty eyed when you came, trusting me with that." Joe hears it, a smile ghosting over his face as he presses his nose into her breasts.

Joe does feel a little different. But not like he thought he would. He feels...so content. He wakes first and her fingers are still in his hair, he's proud of himself for actually going through with it. It's an instant classic. Joe still feels like Joe, like a man. He washes his face, pokes around in the kitchen, answers some emails, tries to ease her awake but she still jolt. He laughs at her huff of annoyance. "I know, I know,” he coos. “Mornings are rough. I'll sweeten the deal with a breakfast pastry."

"Should've started with that,” she huffs.

It just feels right as the two of them orbit in the bedroom, getting ready. But she pauses him in the closet. "How do you feel?"

"Good. Really good." Because that’s all there is to. She made him feel so fucking good. And that’s all that matters.

And if Joe thinks her fingers are magical. The strap is literally god tier.

It takes Joe a few tries to work up to the dildo. And it's just the tip, oh it's just the fucking tip and Joe's already damn near crying at how good it feels. He gets all puffy, chest heaving, begging her to keep going. "Need more, god, please."

He loves it when she pulls at his hair, bring his head up and whisper against his shoulder, "Watch yourself."

The mirror reflects back his own fucked out bliss--messy hair, puffy pink lips, red chest, the echoes of her kisses and bites scattered over his body. He wants to watch, wants to see her take him, claim him like this but it just feels so fucking good. Makes his brain go totally silent. He doesn't even know what's saying, if he's saying anything. Just becomes an absolute mess of himself. And she always makes sure the drop doesn't hit so hard, though it always sort of does.

She likes to take him hard after he gets used to it. The growl of her voice into his body as her hips snap into his, bringing him under, so far under he does not remember his name. Doesn't know it by sound, only knows her voice--can't pick out words or their meaning, just knows they're taking up space, that something is happening.

Joe is brought so utterly to feeling, that he swears he can feel the ridges in the strap, the faux veins, the divot of the tip, and he adores this space. It strips him bare. He's not the quarterback, not the head of the franchise. Joe's not a man, not a son, not a partner, not anything. He is just. He is. He's his muscles, tendons, ligaments. He is sinew. He is sweat. He is the puff. He is the labored breath. He is the begging. He is the pleading. He is the curl of his toes. He just fucking is. He exists as nothing more than the feeling of closeness between the two of them and it holds him. Fills his cup, leaves his thirst quenched.

Then she coddles him, bring him the protein shake or water, praise him with soft whispers against his ears, play in his hair, make sure his phone is on the charger, his alarm set if he needs it, pick out his practice clothes (when needed) and Joe doesn't need to ask for her to do it because he's not going to be online enough to do it.

Joe doesn't ask to be pegged often, but when he does he asks it with a shy look on his face, like he's scared she'll say no.

But Domme never does. Always grins up at him and nods. "I'd be happy to." And they still talk about the scene, because it keeps Joe at ease, but it leaves him with the thrill of anticipation buzzing at his skin. Makes him hot with glee for the time to come. He just feels so safe with Domme about it. She makes him feel so, so safe.

When he brought up how he worried about what it would mean afterwards, she nodded, didn't make him feel crazy for being worried if he'd still 'feel like a man'. "Let's walk through. You do anal and then what? What do you think happens?" She didn't discount him, didn't tell him it was stupid. She just wanted to know and walked through it with him.

"Well, I've never taken anything up the ass before, but what if it does change something? What if I realize something that wasn't there before?"

"Then you know better, baby."

"What if I like too much?” he asks.

"Well, then we either get hemorrhoid cream and use the strap more, or I get to introduce you to the world of threesomes."

"Baby, I know about threesomes," Joe laughs.

"Nah, I mean the real deal."

He grimaces at the thought. "No, I like the idea because it's you. I don't think I want an actual dick. That just-no, hard no."

Her grin is bright, arm sliding over his shoulder. "Then I don't think you have much to worry about, love. Sounds like you already know plenty about yourself."

Because they check in so often about the 3W list, they also use that time to check in about the relationship. They'll discuss goals they have for themselves in the relationship.

Joe wants to be better at staying grounded and connected during the season and he has grown in that regard ,but when they're losing he tends to retreat and sometimes it leaves Domme feeling iced out.

Domme wants to get better about not always taking over in social situations. Which is why we see in the NFL Honors blurb, she doesn't overstep, just encourages Joe. She's a social butterfly and protective over Joe. Which he appreciates when he needs it, but it's not an every time thing which can be hard for her to dial back on at times.

They can talk about everything, "Hey, a couple weeks ago you said something and it wasn't what you said, it's how you said it. It's still bothering me. Can I talk to you about it?"

To anyone on the outside it sounds like a work meeting, talking about KPI's or goals for the year, but for them it's just how it works. Because they're in the scene, it's super important that they do have this space to talk about their relationship, even if it can feel clinical.

What’s not clinical though is what happens behind those closed doors. That is all guttural, hot and biting. Just want they need, what they know the other loves.

Domme, because she was in the scene first, eases Joe into it. She has a few friends still connected to the scene and knows about a rather large party happening right towards the end of the season. Asks if Joe wants to go when she finds out about it about two weeks in advance. Joe, now more comfortable with their dynamic about a year into the relationship, agrees to go.

He’s not barred her from going previously, just asks that she abides by some ground rules: no sexual penetration, she can’t dominate anyone, but she can flirt if she wants, kissing is fine, she can sub if she wants to someone else too. So most often, Domme goes and spends her time being tied up, or goes to aide as a hostess. Helps newer couples find their footing. She still has her fun without Joe.

However, when they finally go together, it’s a private affair. They rent a car so no one can trace their actual plates. Domme guides him around. It’s really just so Joe can see more, build his repertoire more. But he’s so fascinated with the scenes, and the rooms. No one bats an eyelash at him. No one gives a fuck about who he is. They don’t go often, a handful of times a year. But Joe brings back new things to try every time. Part of him feels like a kid in a candy store again, the unbridled kind of delight at seeing the scene in action, unfolding out in front of him in real time. Knows what people are feeling as it’s happening, a visceral kind of reaction that makes leaves goosebumps across his skin.

Domme will settle into the main room and let Joe scamper about. She watches with pride when he comes back, a lipstick stain on his cheek and a mischievous grin on his face. “What did you see?”

“Follow me,” he returns with a hand held out.

It’s usually always something that shocks Domme. The first few parties she brought him she stuck close by, reiterating the rules and keeping him up to date on the lingo. But later on, towards the start of their third year Joe scurried off only to drag her back to a shibari scene. “That--I want to look like that.”

He said it with so much awe, so much tenderness that it made Domme’s chest melt. He looked at it like art. Like one would look at a sculpture from years ago, taking into the details--so much awe and wonder. Domme spent weeks practicing on herself, doing research, testing the waters with Joe in non sexual scenes. Joe tries his hand at it too. Likes it when she lets him take the reigns a little bit.

They don’t participate in the parties a ton.

Joe’s not much of a sharer. He likes to watch, and likes to go. But again, Joe’s not great at sharing Domme. There’s a couple that Domme used to play with before Joe, the couple before she met Joe. He understands that of course others played with her before. But no one plays with her now except him. He’s Domme’s. Domme is his and he doesn’t want to share that with anyone. It is possession, but not ownership. And it’s not jealousy. She’s talked freely about how she used to play before Joe. He likes hearing about it. A couple times he’ll ask her to “turn on the charm” and that gives her permission to flirt, dazzle, lure, kiss, bite, light play.

But there’s no sex. For either one of them. Joe likes to watch her work a room, select her target and reel them in. Like watching a skilled lioness on the hunt. Lethal and charming, disarming and deadly. But there’s some pieces of her that Joe can’t let anyone else have but him.

Domme’s willing to let Joe go a little further than he lets her take it. But Joe doesn’t do anything that she can’t do. If someone asks to give him a kiss, or something, he lets it slide. Knows how much Domme will light up at the mark. But the same rules she follows, he does too. Because that’s the most fair. Because in all honesty, that’s all he’s willing to give up, a kiss (rare-ish), a teasing wink (more common).

Joe has a little admirer--Scarlett, a woman in her forties, he’d guess--who fawns over him. He’s happy to accept the attention because she’s nice about it. If Joe’s sticking close by Domme, she’ll ask, “Can I cut in?”

Usually, he laughs, eyes cutting to Domme, who nods at him after he nods that he wants to go. “Go,” she laughs, patting at his chest. “Have fun out there, tiger.”

Scarlett’s never offended if Joe shakes his head no. He’ll squeeze a Domme’s palm and she’ll slide in front of him just a fraction, even if she’s talking to someone else. Scarlett grins. “That’s alright. Find me when you’re ready, sweetheart.”

Sometimes Joe does loop back to find Scarlett. He’ll spot her watching him. It reminds him just a hair of Domme, the kind of magnetism they both have in their presence. Domme’s is teasing confidence. Knows how to bait. Scarlettl’s a quiet confidence, more assured. Scarlett will kiss his cheek, pull him into the couch or next to her. “She’s treating you right?”

Joe nods. “The best.”

“Good.” Scarlett plays a little with his hair, resting against him for a minute or two. “If she doesn’t treat you, you tell me. I taught her better than that.”

“I will. Need anything?”

Scarlett always laughs. “Trying to get me into trouble. I like it.” Sometimes it’s just a kiss, and it’s nice, fun, different. But there’s always a little voice in the back of Joe’s mind that’s comparing when he knows he shouldn’t. It’s not the same. Not Domme and though he likes the dabble, he never lasts away from Domme.

Joe would seek Domme out even in the dark, pulled to her, called like sirens do to the crashed sailors. Joe doesn’t care to break the spell. Even with Scarlett in his lap, with her kissing over his neck and chest, Joe will look for Domme across the room--the prideful smile on her face makes his chest flutter. His whole body lit with fire.

Sometimes Joe doesn’t find Scarlett again, just keeps an arm around Domme, pulls her into his lap or find a little corner of the room to bury his face into her neck, kissing at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. A silent plea for her and Domme always answers it, pulling his face out.

“Want to get out of here?”

Joe will nod. “But I know we just got here.”

“Have all I need right here. Take me home. So I can have fun with you there.”

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