#and that was suppoused to be a series

[brainworms-all-night-long]

The second chapter is also been added to Ao3 huhuhe

[flower-boi16]

The defense 'HB would get formulatic and boring if it focused on assassination business' is so funny, bcuz we literally have "Battle for dream island" (another cartoon series on youtube) that has been using the same formula in every single episode for more than 10 years and it *still* manages to be more entertaining than HB could never dare to dream of.

Unlike Viv, the creators actually know what to do with the premise. The plot is always about players partake in a challange, and the losers are put on elemination for the next episode. The characters' different method how to compete is what makes it enjoyable and they also have their own conflicts, arcs and dynamics.

I am not saying BFDI is flawless masterpiece. The creators were 13 when it started, so the earliest episodes can be a mixed bag, but their writing and animation have improved as they grew up. There are errors even in the modern episodes, but they are able to fix them in after-coming episodes, meaning that they actually care about this series being good and listen to criticism.

That defense never made much sense to me because like. Isn't the premise suppoused to be the MAIN APPEAL of the show? There are plenty of creative ways you can utilize the main premise of a show, you can utilize it in a way where it isn't repetitive. Another show I can think of that utilize's it's premise pretty well is Penn Zero: Part Time Hero.

That show utlizes' it's premise incredibly well, creating tons of verity in each episode.

HB should've stuck to it's premise, plain and simple, no Stolitz drama, no Stolass, no nothing, just the premise. And the fandom's defenses for the show abandoing it's premise are laughable at best.

[flowerandblood]

Sweet kiss, sweet blood (3)

[ dark vampire! • Aemond x female ]

[ warnings: sexual tension, profanation, fluff ]

[description: A centuries-old vampire lives in Victorian England, bored and discouraged. His old friend sends him a letter, inviting him to his new country house. Aemond arrives there to rest. Next to the property, there is a small chapel, visited by the faithful. It turns out that at night, a young lady prays in it. Sexual tension, profanation, murder, blood drinking.]

I owe the idea for this wonderful series to: @qyburnsghost

* English is not my first language. Please, do not repost. Enjoy! *

Previous and next chapters: Masterlist

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The thought of her warm, moist lips against his hand occupied his mind for the rest of the night. He pretended to listen to Criston, who was telling him something passionate after returning from the hunt, but what he was really doing was replaying their meeting in his mind.

There was something bright, shimmering about her, like a star in a dark night sky. He thought it was a pleasure to watch and listen to her. Criston only caught his attention when he asked him a question that made him shiver.

"Tomorrow is Sunday. It's supposed to be cloudy, so I'm going to Mass. People here are very curious, I have to show myself once in a while during the day. Do you want to join me?” He asked, wiping his hands stained with the blood of the rabbits that he had brought for them on a white handkerchief.

Aemond pursed his lips, trying to keep a straight face and not show how excited he was at the thought. He knew she would be there. Moreover, Ser Criston knew her father and knew he would have to introduce him to them in order not to arouse suspicion. He decided it was the perfect combination of events that excited him more than it should have.

"I will join you. I don't have anything else to do here anyway." He said, feigning indifference, reaching for the goblet of blood that he had placed in front of him a moment earlier.

Mass was early in the morning so they both changed into clean clothes, wanting to represent themselves well. Aemond tied his hair back with a black ribbon and put on a top hat, staring in the mirror. For some reason his whole body tingled at the thought of seeing her again. He was curious to see what she looked like during the day.

He and Criston set off in a carriage along a misty, country road to the church a few miles away. They took umbrellas with them just in case, because it had been raining lightly since morning. The weather was gloomy and ugly, it was also quite chilly for the summer period, but for them it was perfect conditions, not causing any discomfort.

After a few minutes they reached the place. They arrived at a small, wooden church with a beautiful garden around it. Inside candles were lit, which was suppoused to help the faithful in the absence of sunlight.

Ser Criston greeted everyone along the way, each time grabbing the edge of his top hat as he stepped inside. They sat in one of the first pews, as befitted their status. Aemond looked around, but to his disappointment she was nowhere to be seen. He felt his whole body tense in pleasant, exciting anticipation.

He flinched as he heard the main, wooden door creak open. Even though he was fighting with himself he glanced slightly over his shoulder. He immediately pursed his lips, feeling a shiver. He saw their whole family.

Her father looked like a very serious, stern man, his dark mustache quivering menacingly under his nose as he spoke to his wife who nodded meekly. Behind them stood their probably older daughter with her husband, a round, smiling man with ruddy cheeks.

He whispered something to his wife, and she laughed lightly, hiding her embarrassment. Their youngest daugther was standing next to them, looking straight at him. He marveled at how pure joy she had in her eyes.

She was dressed in a light, austere, victorian gown with a deep waist. Her hair was braided at the back in an elaborate, sophisticated bun, with strands of her hair twisted at the sides. She looked gentle and polite, her clothes expressed humility and modesty, although they emphasized all the qualities of her body.

He cleared his throat, turning his gaze to the altar as he saw her family seated in the front row with her. Mr. Whaterfield extended his hand to Criston.

“Ser, it's pleasure to see you again. I hope that life at Mantfield Abbey is going well for you and you are happy with your residence." He spoke in a low, booming voice, a note of cautious cordiality in his voice. Criston stood up and shook his hand.

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Whaterfield, I live perfectly well there." He replied courteously, smiling barely perceptibly. Mr. Whaterfield glanced at Aemond, and Criston knew he had to introduce him.

"This is my dear friend, Ser Aemond Targaryen, who has come to visit me. He appreciates the very beautiful views and landscapes of Mantfield.” He said softly, and Aemond nodded.

He tried with all his strength to look at him and not at his daughter who was looking at him intensely. Mr. Whaterfield bowed.

“I am very pleased to meet you, sir. I will take the opportunity to invite both gentlemen to tea at our home, at a time that is convenient for you." He said calmly, his wife smiled warmly at them.

Criston cleared his throat, nodding his head. He knew he couldn't say no, he had to socialize with the townspeople if he didn't want to attract attention.

"Thank you, sir. We will adapt, we just ask for information when we can appear." He said calmly.

Mr. Whaterfield smiled in satisfaction and motioned for his family to sit down. Aemond immediately looked at her, sitting right in front of him. He had a perfect view of her slender, long neck, unobstructed by any hair.

Her scent filled his nostrils again, the memory of her lips on his skin made him feel his manhood throbbing in his pants. He wondered if she got wet between her thighs at the sight of him. He pursed his lips as he lowered his head, deciding that this was not the best topic to think about in the House of God.

After a while the pastor came out, they got up and the mass began. The priest was quite a young man, about thirty years old. During the sermon he spoke fiercely about God's mercy and love for one's neighbor.

Aemond thought he was being too theatrical about it all, and he was clearly lacking in life experience. There were no personal thoughts in what he said, just empty phrases.

His gaze flicked back to her neck, her wonderfully throbbing artery. He flinched when he saw her turn in profile towards him, not looking at him, as if she just wanted to make sure he was still there.

He felt an unbearable tension in his pants and throat. He wanted to touch her. Lean forward a few inches and brush his lips against her neck. He squeezed his eye shut at the thought, feeling that his manhood was completely hard now. He wondered why he lost his temper so easily around her.

Then it was time for the Eucharist. Of course neither he nor Criston approached, recognizing that sacrilege was not their passion. The whole Whaterfield family on the other hand lined up in front of the pastor. As the priest placed the Eucharist on her moist, pink tongue, Aemond shivered, as if he had just experienced her intimate, private sphere. He felt Criston nudge him on the shoulder.

"Stop staring at her, for God's sake." He whispered impatiently, correcting himself on the seat. Aemond pursed his lips, looking away from her, staring blankly ahead.

After the Mass crowds of people came out of the church, talking to each other. Mr. Whaterfield stopped them as they headed for their carriage. He and his family stood under umbrellas, the rain fell around them.

"Ser Criston, Ser Aemond, my wife and I will be happy if you grace us with your presence tomorrow at noon." He said with a pleased expression on his face and Criston bowed. The hour wasn't the best for them, but he couldn't help it.

"With pleasure." He said, and after a while the pastor joined them, holding out his hands to Mr. Whaterfield.

“Ah, my future son-in-law! Ser Criston, have you met Pastor Smith yet?" He asked, pointing to the man who had spoken before them in the church. Criston shook his hand, smiling courteously, wishing he could just go back to his mansion.

"I'm very pleased to meet you, sir." He said, trying to keep his voice pleasant.

Aemond stared at him, then looked at her. He saw that she was pale, her gaze lowered as if she was deep in thought. Mr. Whaterfield continued.

“I am incredibly happy that someone of God's calling will join our family. Faith is very important to us. My daughter is also looking forward to it." He said, looking at his youngest daughter.

She, to everyone's surprise, turned around and started walking along a dirt road in the rain. Her mother looked at her husband worriedly.

"She'll catch a cold." She said softly, Mr. Whaterfield pursed his lips, clearly enraged.

"You spoiled her too much. Forgive me, Mr. Smith, I'm sure she'll become more serious and calm after she become your wife." He said, patting the pastor on the shoulder. He smiled under his breath.

"Please, don't worry about it. When she gives birth to our children, she will learn humility."

Aemond stared at them intently, his lips pressed into a thin line. Criston stared at him in horror, wondering what was happening to him.

"Calm down." He whispered to him through clenched teeth as he opened the door to their carriage. Aemond stepped around him, opening his umbrella as he walked forward. Everyone gathered looked at him in surprise.

It was still four kilometers to her house, he thought. Walking in such rain, fever was almost certain, and with it her death. He wondered if her father didn't know, or if he thought it would be God's punishment for her disobedience.

He searched for her with his eye, as he walked over the ground which was slowly becoming mud. He saw her silhouetted under one of the large trees, sitting on the grass. She was probably waiting there for the rain to stop.

He approached her slowly, and when she saw him she stood up suddenly, shocked. Her hair, face and dress were all wet, her body was shivering slightly from the cold. He placed the umbrella beside her, taking off his cloak and putting it around her shoulders.

“Congratulations on choosing your future husband. He will surely lead you to holiness, miss Whaterfield." He said low and ironic, picking up the umbrella from the grass, now holding it above their heads. Her hands fisted the material of his coat, pulling it tighter around her. She looked at him with a furrowed brow.

“You are a men. You will not understand.” She spoke softly, weak and discouraged. She lowered her gaze, looking somewhere to the side, apparently thinking about something. “I did not accept his engagement. My father did it for me."

They stood for a moment in complete silence, only the pleasant sound of rain and drops falling on the grass could be heard around them. His expression softened at her words. Her hair was a bit messy now, stuck to her forehead and cheeks. He wanted to brush them away and adjust them, to touch her face, but he refrained.

"As far as I know, no one can force you to marry." He said calmly and low, looking her up and down, his eye still returning to her pale neck.

He thought he could bite her and steal her, take her for himself. Don't kill her, just drink her blood and take her to his bed alternately. She looked at him in such a way that he raised an eyebrow. There was disapproval and boredom in her eyes.

"Then you know very little." She said indifferently. He pursed his lips at her words.

They stared at each other, but this time she didn't look away from him. He thought she felt more confident around him during the day. Her question snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Why did you follow me?" She asked, looking at him uncertainly. He swallowed silently, looking at her pink, glossy lips.

“I figured I am good at getting young ladies home safely. Will you not agree with me, miss Whaterfield?" He asked low. He shivered as she smiled tenderly at him in gratitude, her gaze suddenly softening.

"Indeed, ser Aemond."

They walked in silence under one umbrella. The rain was falling so hard that not a soul was around them. He held his top hat under his arm as he looked around the seemingly, endless fields and meadows. After a moment he heard her amused voice.

"What do you think of Pastor Smith's sermon?" She asked teasingly, looking somewhere far away. Aemond smirked.

“It was unreasonably haughty, as all of him, I suppose. Am I wrong?" He asked, and she smiled slightly, exhaling softly.

"No. He's a good man, but sometimes I don't think he knows what he's talking about. As if every human problem could be answered in a single sentence.” She muttered discouraged, wrapping his cloak tighter against the wind. He thought that she was talking to him to distract herself from how cold she felt. Her lip trembled slightly, as did her hands.

"What are you praying for in the chapel?" He asked suddenly, and she looked at him in surprise.

She swallowed hard, looking away. He felt that the blood he had drunk in the morning had already absorbed into his body. He pressed his lips together, trying to control the hunger that was slowly struggling inside him. There was silence between them for a long time.

"You will laugh at me if I tell you." She said quietly, discouraged, a note of despair in her voice. A smirk appeared on his face at her words.

"Try me." He hummed teasingly with satisfaction in his voice. He heard her loud sigh, signifying that she had given up.

“I am praying for God to speak to me. For him to told me which way is right for me. But he doesn't answer." She said, lowering her head. She looked at him as if an idea had occurred to her. "But he sent me you, sir. So perhaps you should tell me what to do."

He shook his head in amusement at her words. She turned her head away, embarrassed and humiliated by his reaction. Seeing this, he spoke at last, the smile never leaving his face.

"I'm the worst possible person to give advice to you, miss Whaterfield." He said softly. She looked at him in surprise.

She blinked and pursed her lips, as if contemplating whether to say something. She was so close to him that once in a while their arms brushed against each other. He shivered every time.

He knew it was for sure because she wanted to take shelter under an umbrella and not get wet, but his body reacted intensely and strongly to it. She finally said something.

"You're the only one who listened to me." She said, there was warmth in her voice and a note of softness that made his bottom tighten. "Maybe you think too little of yourself."

He stopped, seeing her house on the horizon. He looked at her and placed his umbrella in her frozen hand. His cold fingers pressed against her trembling, soft skin. She looked at him, shocked.

They stared at each other for a long moment, leaning over each other, her mouth slightly parted in disbelief. He felt that the tension between them was unbearable. He lifted his hand, his thumb grazing her cheek, sending a strong shiver down her spine.

"You are so beautiful." He whispered, and she froze, her breath ragged.

He had a feeling that she was about to cry for some reason, her hand tightened on the handle of the umbrella that she was holding together with him.

He leaned closer to her so that their noses were practically touching. He wanted to kiss her. To sink his lips into her soft skin, to taste her saliva, to touch her tongue with his. To bite her lip lightly and taste even a small drop of her blood.

They looked at each other with hazy eyes. Her whole jaw was trembling, her eyes were all red with tears. He let go of her hand, which was clenched tightly around the umbrella. They pulled away from each other, pressing their lips together. She turned and walked briskly towards her house, still wrapped in his coat.

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[the-grove]

Whenever a comic company does some really dumb event or status quo changing storyline(thinking stuff like "Hydra Cap" and "superior spider man") the defenders will often have a particular argument that doesn't really work for me. There are two variations of it, one for while the comic is still ongoing and one about it in hindsight. While the story is ongoing it's something to the tune of, "You are judging it before it's even finished." And once the story is over it's " we'll see the finale pointed out how the entire premise of the narrative is bad actually. The point was that the idea is bad/wrong." ( I will admit I am a bit tired and that phrasing might be a bit of a straw man but I'm struggling to find the exact words.)

And I think these are genuinely fine arguments for most serialized storytelling. TV shows often ask you to trust that by the end of the season things will make sense and the overall experience is enjoyable even if there are some episodes that might feel awkward or uncomfortable or won't make sense untill the final episode.

The difference between TV and comics... Is that you purchase comics ala carte. Be it subscription or cable you are never just paying for a single episode of television(well I guess I think YouTube or some other apps does something like that now? I think. But thats dumb) you are never even just paying for a single show. You are paying for a service that will give you access to hundreds of episodes of a variety of tv shows and films.

Comics are. Which means you are asking for the audience to spend money each month on an issue(sometimes multiple issues) of a storyline they do not like... In hopes that eventually it will be good, that eventually the awful premise will fit and make sense.

A season of television is also usually only a handful of months, while some of these comic storylines can last an entire year or longer. Spending an entire year, of your life invested in a storyline in hopes that it will eventually get good also sucks.

The hindsight variant of the argument makes a bit more sense. But maybe if your story requires the full picture to make for a satisfying story.. then maybe it should be one cohesive story from the get go.

Now I'm certain some of these controversial shock storylines exist specifically because comics are serialized. They want to break up the status quo and try something "new," and the idea of a shocking new twist is suppoused to bring in new readers.

With that.. I say, maybe it's time comic companies start to switch to more self contained graphic novels. We can still have serialized comics, I don't think they should go away completely. But maybe stories should be able to stand on their own as, well a story and not a shocking cash grab. Another alternative could be to go the route a lot of manga publishers due and release anthologies with multiple series in it. I don't think it will solve everything but might be a worthwhile idea to explore.

[alessiathepirate]

Life is Strange: Before the Storm

WOUNDS: Frank Bowers x fem!reader

Summary: "In his own way, he tried to keep her and her friends out of trouble. Yet no one asked him if he was okay. He did so much for them - and she was the only one who wanted to honestly say thank you for that."

OR

They both have injuries, they both worry for the other - so checking up on your loved one is a must.

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I made while I wrote this short story.

I think this one deserves a longer explanation :)

I was working on this / had this in my drafts for months - and now it's finally finished! Although I wanted to make this a series, a longer story following the whole plot of the game, I decided against it. It would've been mostly literal dialogues from the game and I wasn't sure if it would've been interesting that way. Since it was originally suppoused to be a longer story I apologize if the her in this case has a little bit of a personality.

Also, Frank deserves his own stories. He doesn't get enough appreciation.

Warnings: swearing, mentioned drug use, violence, description of wounds

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She took a deep, nervous breath as she looked at the path in front of her. It was dark and empty - and it definitely didn't show any sign of life anywhere. She had to admit, Rachel really left her mark on the forest and probably on the whole town. Dead trees were everywhere and when she breathed the dust in, it made her sneeze and cough.

She grabbed the bag on her shoulder, her fingers were slightly shaking and there was a weird feeling in her stomach. She wanted all those feelings to stop and disappear, so she could finally concentrate - but she just couldn't give that command to her body, because it didn't want to co-operate.

Then, after a few moments of silence, she walked towards the meeting point what was sent to her through a message. Soon enough, she saw life in the chaos. There were only a few healthy trees here and there at first, but then she was walking through the forest she knew. The green and lively one.

Was it worth it though? The silence, the walk, the pain?

Even getting the stupid phone number was hard and she blushed so hard when Rachel and Chloe asked why they need to cover for her. She didn't say anything though, she just asked them to drop her off at the Two Whales diner - yet she knew they were dying from curiousity and the fact that they didn't know what was going on with her, especially after the accident.

The accident, where she saved Rachel from Damon Merrick's knife and where she was stabbed because of that decision.

She still felt the need to vomit, whenever she thought about that moment.

She was in front of Rachel and Chloe when it started, so she couldn't see what was going on behind her, but in the next second she was pushed aside by Rachel. She almost fell, but luckily she found her balance. The next thing she saw was Rachel hitting Damon Merrick in the head with a piece of heavy looking plank. The knife - what he used to threaten them - fell out of his hand, he fell too and meanwhile he pushed Frank, who landed on the ground as well. Blood was flowing from the dark wound on Damon's forehead.

She looked at Chloe who froze from shock and most likely panic, then she looked at the knife. Rachel was still standing with the plank is her hands.

And then she jumped. She jumped for the knife, trying to get it, trying to get Damon's weapon far away from it's psychotic owner.

Damon was about to get up and get to Rachel who tried to hit him again. She was there, she could feel the handle... Damon caught the plank with his left hand, trying to catch the knife with the other, but then he felt her hand on the weapon.

She tried to grab it, but her hand was kicked away after the guy pushed Rachel away, who fell. Her fingers were numb from the kick, but she didn't have time to rest and check it.

Rachel was up again, she was about to hit Damon out of anger and frustration. But she saw something Rachel didn't. She saw Damon reaching for the knife. She saw him move towards Rachel. She was sure he was about to stab her...

And then she jumped again. This time to get her friend out of harm's way which was, well - successful. Too successful. She saw Rachel barely keeping her balance and then she felt the pain. The fucking sudden, strong pain in her stomach as she landed on the ground, unable to land on her hands to push herself back up.

She heard someone scream and gasp. Maybe it was her. Maybe it wasn't. Somehow she was sure nothing left her mouth.

She turned around. She was laying on her back and she tried to find the place where the pain came from with her hands. There was something sticky. And then there was a kick.

"Oh, for the fucks sake!" she was sure Rachel was about to hit Damon again who most likely just kicked her in the stomach.

But she wasn't sure. She couldn't think. She gasped, the air ran out of her lungs, her eyes opened in fear and realization. She hugged herself with her arms to try to get away from the pain, she wanted to curl up and disappear...

She tried to get the memories out of her head as she saw light not so far away. Fire, how poetic... - with a table and two chairs, the first one full of booze of course, but that was something she expected.

Her anxiety increased when she looked at the RV she wanted to find and she felt as if her bones turned to jelly. She didn't have time to mentally kick herself for these irrelevant feelings, because in the next moment her muscles moved on their own accord. She knocked on the RV's door, then she stepped back to wait.

She was sweating - she soon realized. She tried to explain it to herself that it was because she was standing so close to the fire, but even she couldn't believe herself.

The RV's door soon opened, the man who she wanted to see was standing in the doorway, but before she could find the right words to say, to begin with; the small puppy ran towards her, jumping on and bumping into her knees, trying to make her pet him. She couldn't however, because the wound still hurt, even if she was only breathing. The puppy's answer was a gentle bite. She just smiled and let out a small laugh.

"Still a killer, I see..."

"Pompidou!"

"It's okay. No need to scold him. He just wants to play, don't you?" she looked down at the puppy still smiling, then she looked up at the man, who was still standing in the doorway. "How are you doing? I heard what happened and I wanted to know if..." she shyly looked at Pompidou who was biting her shoelace, but this time to hide the fact that she was blushing. "you are all right."

She felt his gaze on herself, mainly on her face. She knew he saw the blush she was trying to hide so desperately and she knew he was studying her every expression.

God, she felt so bad that the only thing she can do is awkwardly standing there, waiting for an answer. She can't squat down to pet Pompidou or anything, because of the wound - and in that moment it was the worst thing in the world.

"I'm fine." the answer came after a while and she had to step back to let Frank fully get out of the RV. For a few short seconds they were just standing there, examining the other - even though she still didn't dare to look him in the eye. She could almost feel his breath tickling her forehead. "I'm sorry I didn't check up on you back in the hospital." his words finally made her seek his gaze - there was some kind of softness in his eyes. "I just thought it would be awkward... you know, with family members and all that."

"Oh, don't even start with them!" she laughed as she remembered how annoyingly kind everyone tried to be to her after they found out what happened to her. Her parents didn't want to leave her alone for a second and even Joyce wanted to go and see how she was doing. She adored that woman - especially after she smuggled some food in for her. "It's so weird to see everyone suddenly becoming so annoyingly soft with you, you know."

" 'Good to know you're alright." Frank said and for a moment she thought she heard some kind of relief in his voice. It made her legs shake.

"Yeah," the blush was back again "I'm happy to see you're okay as well."

Pompidou gave up on biting her shoelace and lazily sat down between the two of them.

"Take a seat, I don't want you to stand here all night." he kept his hand on the RV's door handle for a moment and then asked: "I have some beer in the fridge if you want one."

"Sure, why not..." in reality she had plenty of reasons to say no, but she didn't want to refuse the offer. "Thank you!"

Frank was gone for a few minutes and while she was left alone, she took a seat in front of the fire. Sitting down was still a hard and uncomfortable thing to do. She had to get rid of her bag for it and she had to keep her hand on the bandaged wound to slowly sit down and find a great position. Not so long after, Pompidou curled up next to her.

"Why did you want to meet up?" she heard Frank's voice from the RV. "You need something again?"

Her heart ached from that accusation for a moment.

"No." she answered sadly. "I just- uh... wanted to make sure you are okay. I heard what happened with Damon and I didn't know your number so I couldn't call or anything before, so I-" she finished her nervous rambling after he got back with two bottles of beer in his hands. She shyly took one of them and muttered a quiet 'thank you' as Frank took a seat as well.

"I'm happy you're here."

"Yeah, me too."

There was silence for a while as they opened the beers and took a few sips.

"The damn dog seems to like you more than anyone else."

"Yes, he's real cute." she said happily as she looked at the small, sleeping body next to her chair. "His name is really French. Pompidou was the name of a French president. It means: someone from Pompidou, a place in South-East of France."

"You really are a smart ass, huh?" Frank asked, trying to sound annoyed, but she saw the small smile he was hiding.

"Come on, don't act like it bothers you!"

"You're right. It doesn't." after he took a sip from his beer he added: "It's cute."

This time she tried to hide behind the bottle she was holding to hide her rosy cheeks. "I didn't know you- found me... cute." she said slowly and waiting for an answer she took a sip from the beer as well.

"Really? I thought I made it kinda obvious."

Her teeth bumped into the glass as she tried to not choke on the alcohol she wasn't able to swallow properly. God, she really turned a rambling, awkward idiot every single time she was talking to him.

Did he really make it that obvious though?

She didn't know him for long. They met at the Firewalk concert, where she went with Chloe to try and enjoy life after an awful part of reality. It was the day they pissed off Damon's pals as well. Since that day she hasn't heard anything but jokes, kind words and praises from him - and in his own way, he tried to keep her and her friends out of trouble. Yet no one asked him if he was okay after he kept those douchebags back at the concert or after he got in fight with Merrick to give Chloe, Rachel and herself an opportunity to run away. He did so much for them - and she was the only one who wanted to honestly say thank you for that.

She quickly grabbed her bag and looked down at it, not looking at Frank while she was trying to find all the stuff she brought for him. Meanwhile she was praying to the gods above, that her hair was hiding her face well.

"Yeah, so as I was getting here I grabbed a few stuff I thought you might need." she put a paperbag on the table with the Two Whales logo on it. "I didn't know what kind of burger you like, so I stayed with cheeseburgers - I haven't really seen anyone who hates them. Also, Joyce makes the best fucking cheeseburgers in Arcadia Bay and- oh God, I am rambling again, aren't I?"

Frank didn't say anything, but she could tell he wasn't ignoring the poetic question. His eyes were filled with surprise and adoration, and she did her best to hide behind her hair again.

"Anyways, the thought that I am lying in a hospital bed with stitched up stab wounds and not knowing what's up with you didn't let me sleep peacfully. I learned how to take care of stab wounds properly, the nurse kindly showed me before she let me go, so I-" she put a first aid kit on the table, what was filled up with all the things she knew she needed "I packed everything up and got here to check if the wound you have is taken care of the healthy way... If you let me, of course..."

There was complete silence for a long time. It made her sweat nervously and she grabbed the bottle of beer again, so she can do something with her hands.

"What makes you think my wound hasn't been taken care of?" Frank asked as he touched the place above his heart, where the knife stabbed him not so long ago.

"Oh! Well I thought that it would be too risky for you, going to the hospital after you were stabbed by Damon Merrick... You wouldn't want the cops to sneak around and start to ask questions..."

Frank couldn't hold back a chuckle. "Smart ass!"

"Hey! You say it again and I'll take it as a personal insult!"

"Sorry, kid. I really don't want to insult you in any way." he said with a smile, but his voice was full of honesty. "So, Price told you everything... You can't keep anything a secret in this damn town these days, can you?"

"No, with us around you really can't." she laughed.

"Right, so you sure you won't poison me, accidentally kill me or anything?"

"I didn't go to some fancy university, Frank."

"Yet. You could make it anytime though."

She proudly smiled while her cheeks turned pink.

"So it means you trust me enough to believe I won't kill you?"

"I trusted you with the money you and Price had to get from Drew, didn't I? You made sure Price gave it to me. You stopped Damon from stabbing your friend and now you're here to check on me- with food..." the smile Frank gave her made her melt. "I don't see the reason why it would be a bad idea to let you see my wound."

She just smiled shyly as Frank put his beer down on the table, so he could reach the first aid kit to check it out properly.

"So, how do you want to do it?" he asked as he looked through the small box.

"You were stabbed on the left side of your chest weren't you? Oh, come on! Don't look at me like that, you know Chloe told me!"

" 'Course she did!"

"Right so..." she looked down for a moment at Pompidou, so she won't have to look Frank in the eyes, while saying these words: "I think you should take your shirt off or something- I mean it would be weird to stitch you up through it, wouldn't it?"

"Yeah. So this is the moment where I insert a 'if you wanted to see me shirtless all you had to do was ask' joke, right?"

"Please don't or I'll have to accidentally hurt you."

"Right, I get it." Frank said with a small laugh. "Wait a second."

He put the beer down and quickly got rid of his shirt, while she carefully stood up to get her chair closer to his. She kept her left hand on her stomach while she carried the furniture with her right. A few moments later she sat in front of Frank and tried to stop her hands from shaking.

"Were you the one who bandaged the wound?"

"Yes."

"All right. First I'll take this gauze off and then I'll take a proper look."

And then she put her left hand on his shoulder as she tried to get the gauze off with her right. She did her best to avoid his gaze. His skin was warm under her touch and with that it was also comforting. She let out a shaky breath as she realized he put his complete trust in her, he let her feel the way his chest moves with his breathing, he let her feel the warmth of his skin, he let her see the damaged area of his body - she can't fuck this up.

The fabric peeled off rather easily, even if it was stuck to his skin from the dried blood. Frank didn't let out any noise, but his expression meant that it wasn't painless.

"Did you take anything? I can't give you painkillers if you did unless you want to have a heart attack or something." she asked as she opened the med kit and grabbed a small, clean piece of fabric.

"Who do you think I am?"

She let out a laugh as she opened a water bottle and made the fabric wet. "Right, it was a dumb question."

She started to clean off the dried blood, but she was careful not to rub the wound or the stitches directly. She had to say he did a good enough job on the stitching. The thread seemed strong and medically acceptable, and the little holes in his skin where the thread came out seemed healthy and to her relief it wasn't infected at all.

"I have to say that you did a great job." she said as she put the water bottle and the fabric away. "I have close to nothing to do in this case."

She then grabbed a towel from the first aid kit and made sure she dried the area. Soon she was opening a white package what was full of square gauze and put one on the wound.

"Keep it in place, please."

She got some surgical tape and cut four pieces after measuring the gauze, then applied them along the edges of the square gauze so it was half on the dressing and half of his skin.

"Here, that's all I can do. At least I'll sleep calmly at night." she said as he put his shirt back on.

She was about to stand up and put the chair back to its place when he grabbed her hand as gently as possible causing her to stop her movement, and remain sitting on the furniture. "Thanks."

"It's fine. Don't mention it"

"I do appreciate the things you do for me, you know. You look after me, you worry about me..."

"I do the same things you do for us."

"For you." he corrected her. "I do most of that soft shit for you."

Her face was burning up. She could feel it. She tried to hide, but he didn't let her do that.

Frank's thumb softly brushed along her hand and her fingers, but when he reached the ring one and the middle one he stopped. Those two fingers on her right hand were in a bad shape, they were red and full of small cuts, not to mention the nails. The nails were the colour between black and dark purple and they'll most likely fall off after a while. The kick she's got from Damon did a number on her hand.

"Does it hurt?"

"Sometimes." she answered honestly, her voice higher than usual.

"That son of a bitch did a number on you." his voice was full of anger and worry, sending her to a whole new state of mind.

"I could say the same, you know."

"That doesn't matter, I wasn't spending weeks in a hospital room."

"To me it does." she whispered, her throat was getting dry. "And it wasn't weeks, it was only like ten days."

And then it just happened. Frank leaned in, their lips collided and the state of mind she got to when she heard the worry in his voice overtook her. Her thoughts got fuzzy, she felt dizzy and she was unsure if she'd be able to answer simple questions after he kissed her like that.

There was no war, no battle for dominance only a silent statement: I'm happy you are okay. And that statement and understanding made the kiss that passionate, yet that sweet. It was a mix of many undescribable feelings. Her stomach made flips and her face felt hot.

Her hands landed on his shoulders as he pulled her closer, causing their teeth to collide for a second - but that was easily forgettable when his hands were grabbing her waist, massaging the area gently as he pulled her towards himself more.

She was sure she would have landed on his lap if her wound was nonexistent. From the movement her stomach started to burn - and this kind of pain definitely wasn't from the passion. The feeling got a whimper then a pained moan out of her, ending the kiss sooner than she wanted to.

"Damn it, sorry." was Frank's reaction and then his right hand gently, with feather light touches found the place where the bandage on her stomach was applied to. "Didn't mean to hurt you."

His fingers started to draw circles around the wound, then he draw squares along the edges of the surgical tape.

"It's fine." she said with a smile she couldn't hide, a little out of breath. "I'm fine."

"You scared me, you know?" he started. "When you got stabbed. It scared me."

"But I'm fine. And I wouldn't be if you didn't look out for me and my friends."

"Yeah." there was a small pause, but he didn't withdraw his hands. "So do you want me to take a look at your wound as well?"

She blushed, but this time she didn't look away. "You know how to do it?"

"I learned from the best."

They shared a smile and Frank pressed a kiss to her forehead before he leaned back. "Now, those cheeseburgers are getting cold."

As she carefully stood up to get the food she bought, Frank placed the chair she was sitting on next to his one so there won't be anything between them. Pompidou, like he felt the change in the air, got up from his place and sat down next to her chair again. The puppy looked up at her with big, sweet eyes.

As they sat out there while they ate, one question formed itself in her mind: how will she explain this to her friends, who won't take secrets as an answer.

"Would you like to stay the night?"

"Can I?"

"You can." he answered with a smile as he took a sip from his beer. "Besides I gotta buy you breakfast tomorrow."

The stupid smirk what found its way up on her face was a clear answer. So was the kiss she initiated.

Damn the explanation. That can be a problem what'll have to wait 'til tomorrow.

[pigeocore]

You stated that Sparrowcatcher replaced Deathbringer’s role in becoming Glory’s partner. Is one of the reasons why you chose to do this is because you possibly dislike Glorybringer?

And if so, I do understand, since I honestly dislike the ship, because: 1. It honestly felt out of character - or at least, to me it did - that Glory didn’t immediately spray venom on Deathbringer’s face when she learned that he was a possible THREAT to her and her friends when he was attacking Blaze, since Glory did that to other dragons before - Fjord, Crocodile, and Scarlet - she was aiming for Burn instead though. And 2. The unintentional but unfortunately cannon age gap.

Oops, sorry about that comment about Glorybringer. Just curious if you dislike the ship and if that is possibly one of the reasons that resulted in you pairing Sparrowcatcher with Glory.

I’m also sorry that this ask is very long and/or controversial for you.

No worries! And partially yeah, my three main reasons for making Sparrowcatcher and Glory a couple were because 1. There aren't a lot of sapphic Glory ships 2. I wanted Glory to explore her trauma and have someone with simmilar experiences she could talk to 3. I really dislike Deathbringer and his relationship with Glory.

I agree with you that I always found the way Glory treated him out of character and I just simply find him annoying (Albeit another reason I started hating him is because I'm a Warrior Cats fan and in that series as soon as a female character gains a love interest their entire personality dissapears and I was SO afraid this was gonna happend to Glory. Call it Warrior Cats induced trauma). The age gap is also very uncomfortable but I geniuanly believe it was a mistake and don't have anything against people who ignore it, especially since in the main books there are quite a few moments that'd imply that Deathbringer is not that much older than Glory. If you see me bash Deathbringer/Glorybringer on this blog, it's probably at least a bit exagerated but I do think that the Hidden Kingdom would honestly loose absolutley nothing if Deathbringer wasn't in it.

Then again, I can't stress it enough, I don't wanna imply that Sparrowcatcher is suppouse to be a better version of him or some kind of rewrite. She's simply a silly AU and although I do prefer her, she's my OC after all, I don't expect other people to do so too.

TLDR: Yes, my dislike of Deathbringer was one of the reason I made Sparrowcatcher, albeit not my main motivation. I don't mind people who like him or Glorybringer and Sparrowcatcher is not ment to be better than him

[diablademon]

Im on the episode where all the strawhats get seperated by Kuma. So I thought I should write out my thought about the straw hats at the moment before the timeskip.

Over all I love them.

I love how loyal they are to eachother and how they all get screentime and attention. Some shows often forgets about characters in later episodes. But the straw hats all get their own fights either solo or team up.

I love their dynamic. There are so small interaction through out the serie between the characts that they all really seem alive. 

But why do the girls get real beds on the ship? Arent bed really horrible to sleep in if you on a boat?

And I love how the first rumor the worst generation had heard of the crew is that they are crazy. Ofcourse they are. They follow Luffy. But I till love thats that the thing outsiders hear about them. Sadly noone knew about Brook.

Now to each crewmate individually.

Luffy

I love how childish he is. He has the child like wonder and not bratty or annoying (or god forbid sexulised childish) and I get happy seeing him excited.

I love his laughter. He laughs different at different situations. But I mean speceficly that laughter he does when hes excited and the pitch goes up and down.

I also like that he is pretty selfish. Hes not nessessary cruel but he does eat peoples food and do what ever he want no matter others protests. He doesnt want to be a hero but he will fight anyone that either hurt or make his friends cry.

He wants to help but more often than not so is his 'helping' just to beat up a guy. And he mentioned he want to get stronger, not to save people out of kindness, but to stop people to leave him. He will eat others food. He will also do things for the sole reason he thought it would be funny and doesnt care what others want or care.

I also find his eyes creepy. I will guess its suppouse to make him look ‘innocent’. But his eyes looks so empty half the time, like his smile doesnt reach his eyes. It makes me love those scenes when his hat put shade on half his face so only his eyes are seen or when he stare emotionless at his opponents. Because there is this scrowny looking kid but the way he stare make you realise theres something not normal with him.

 Zoro

I love how loyal he is. His loyalty is actually what made me want to watch One Piece. I though One piece was more of a “friendship!” type of show and disregard offical titles of the crew. And seeing clips on yt of Zoro being so extremelly loyal to Luffy made me decide to give One Piece a chance. So thanks Zoro!

I also love when he gets all unhinged when he’s alone or about to fight. There was one meme with that “Too much energy” and “No energy” where Sanji, Luffy and Usopp being ‘to much energy’ with Zoro being ‘no energy’ together and Zoro alone become the ‘too much energy’ with his swords and coverd in blood. And that what I love about him.  

And I do love that while he is serious guy, he isnt always taken seriously. And gets put in ridiculous settings just like everyone else. And has his idiot moments like getting lost or just acting stupid.

Usopp

He’s fight scens are sometimes the most interesting fights of all the straw hats. Seeing him outsmart his opponents is entertaining. I especially like his battle with Mr 4 and Mrs Christmas under the Alabasta arc and his battle with Perona under Thriller Bark. His sniper moments in Enies Lobby is also great. But he didnt really outsmart anyone there. But he started to get the recognition he deserve.

Also starting to want to see Nami and him team up more. In Thriller Bark Nami lied to zombie Lola about being a man and Usopp joined in and call her by her fake name. Their personalities would work great together. They would definitely start a pyramid scheme.

Sanji

He might be the one I like the least. I dont hate him or anything. He just got bumb down the list by the others.

His behavor towards women is annoying. At times its fine as it just seem like normal flirting. But other times he is just really creepy. I get annoyed when a woman villian get introduced because I just know Sanji will be wierd about it. If he atleast block or dudge attacks from women then it wouldnt be as bad.  Theres a reason why Zoros bunty is higher than yours, Sanji. He did block few attacks from Kalifa under Enise Lobby though. I cheered that time. Still got his ass handed to him but Im fine with that. He can only play defense and refuse to fight for so long.

But outside of that I do like Sanji. 

I enjoy seeing him cook, fight and interact with other characters.

I still think about that genien smile he gave Luffy when he mentioned all blue for the first time. He normally are so cool and collected. But right there he looked so full of hope and excited like a kid. And he bonded with Luffy about having foolish dreams.

And when the other cooks in the baratie was trying to get him to leave with Luffy and talked bad about his soup that he was so proud of. Sanji looked like he was going to fight everyone but instead he ran out the door. It was such teenage move and made you realise he is still pretty young.

Sanji is one of the only ones that I think understable want to hang around Luffy. Not as reason to joining the crew, thats a completely different question. I dont know how to explain my thought process. Sanji just seem like a person that would want to have Luffy around him for his positive energy. The other person that would benefit from Luffy is Robin.

Similar to Zoro, Sanji seem to be the only other one that really respect Luffys rank as captain.

I loved his fights on the sea train towards Enise Lobby. It was great.

His fight with bon clay in Alabasta was really boring thou.

I saw there is a Sanji cooking book. I kinda want it. I dont cook thou. But I suppouse I would have a reason to learn with the cook book.

Nami

She also down there with Sanji. Also dont hate her. She just falls behind the others.

I wished the time when it was just Luffy, Zoro and Nami was dragged out a little more. They had a fun dynamic as rookies. After Usopp and Sanji joined it became an actual pirate crew. I would have loved to see the three in their tiny boats trying to make it work.

I love when she keep her crewmates in line and turn them into an actual serious crew. At the moment I mostly think about how she controls the money and when Luffy raids the fridge Sanji asked Nami to be able to buy a lock. And that time at Jaya when Nami pintches Luffys cheek to get him to agree to not look for a fight on the island.

I love her dynamatic with Luffy and Usopp the most. Not when Luffy and Usopp is together thou.  She really seem to care about Luffy even if he often gets on her nerves. And she seems to trust Luffys ability the most.  Like in Skypiea when she went with Enel and after hearing Luffys voice she got so full of hope. Even after seeing was Enel could do to people and not yet knowing that being rubber made Luffy immune to lightning. She still belived in Luffy. And in water 7 had a lot of food gathered just because she knew Luffy needed to eat before fighting. And I just love the idea of Nami and Usopp being besties. They the two weakest on the crew. And Usopp made her her clima-tact. But also how their two minds would have made up some great schemes.

Its her greed that I dislike. I wouldnt want to change is necessary thou. I think she would have been pretty boring and flat if she didnt have a flaw like that. But atleast you know the money is safe with her.

Chopper

I have discoverd I dont like him that much as a stand alone character. But love how he interact with other characters.

I love when Luffy, Usopp and Chopper get to act like children. I love how he seems to look up to Zoro. I just love how Chopper is the little brother of the crew and everyone look after him. Even when he is one of the heavy hitters of the crew.

I loved the episodes in the Alabasta arc when Luffy, Zoro and Chopper got lost in the desert. If I understand correct those were fillers and not from the manga. But I liked that Chopper asked the 'most senior member' of the group for advise. I do like him in the drum arc and his backstory. But after that, the few scenes Chopper is alone isnt as fun for me as the scenes he shares with others.

And with his different forms I like the jump point and the horn point the most. And the arm point the least.  I like that his forms make him looks like a reindeer monster. But the arm point creeps me out with the huge biceps. Stong arms are fine but when its only the upper arm that are ballons its grosses me out. I dislike Zoros ‘one gorilla, two gorilla’ move for the same reason.

Robin

As a villian she wasnt that interesting. I was excited when she first showed up in Alabasta. But she just comed off as a generic female assistence of the main villian. 

But I do love her now when she is in the crew.

I got happy everytime she smiled and laughted at the crew antics. And when she encourage Luffys behavior. Like when she packed his lunch at the beginning of Thriller Bark.

Her relationship with Luffy is great. It feels like shes gettin back some of her stolen childhood through Luffy. Like how she was daydreaming about the cats after hearing about the paw-paw fruit. 

And when Luffy doesnt understand something Robin is there to explain it to him in words he understand. She never yells at Luffy like the others do. She either encourage or explain to Luffy in a calm voice why something is a bad idea.

Franky

I like Franky, but his body scare me.

Normally in series when there is a cyborg its a person with visible metal parts on the body. It either looks like a person with metal armor or the body is so robotnic that I just see it as a robot. But with Franky all his modifications is under his skin. His body do get somewhat distorted. (Mostly his forearms, chin and nose.) But he still look mostly like a human. And I have difficulties seeing scenes where trauma happens to someones fingers or toes. Or horror scenes when someones body distortes in unnatural ways. So when Franky spin his arms, open his fingertips to reveal a gun, does that centaur thing with his legs or anything like that, I get shivers down my body and I end up grabbing whatever body part Franky is changing to a weapon to make sure my body doesnt move the same way as Frankys. Its an awful feeling.

And I love that Franky is like that. Even if it does make me incredibly uncomfortable. It actually make me question how human he is. I think thats the real point of cyborg characters. I dont think that was Odas intentionen. He probably just wanted a cool cyborg character. But I still love how he was made.

I like how everyone is calling him a pervert when he is one of the most respectible guys in the show.

I understand its probably a cultural difference that pervert in Japan refere to anyone whos more comfortable with nudity as Franky is this close 🤏 to just be a straight out nudist. Pervert in my mind is people that creeps on others. The only time he been somewhat gross is when Nami was ripping off Kalifas clothes to find her key, and Franky gives her a thumbs up. But Franky seemed more impressed about Namis action than actually seeing a woman getting stripped.

I love his personality but I cant really pin point what exactly I like about him. His vibe is just great.

Brook

Similar to Sanji, I dont really like the pervy part of him.

But its not as bad/constant like Sanji's so I can see it more as a gag. And seeing how different he act in the flashback and as a skeleton 50 years late, it comes out more as him gone crazy from being insulsted for so long. But we also never see him interact with a woman when he was still alive so its not completely sure if that is from going crazy or his normal personality.

He is an enjoyable character with his upbeat personality.

I also took very long before I realised how tall he is. I just though he was bit taller than avarage human but it was just him being so thin that was making him look tall. But then I saw how he really towers over people. Hes even taller than Crocodile. (Who I just uses as a reference for the hight when irl human start to get health problems from their hight).

[flower-boi16]

Why Helluva Boss's Villains Suck

So, Helluva Boss is a series with a LOT of villains. The show certainly has a large rogues gallery of them, that's for sure. There's just one thing though; Helluva Boss's villains...suck. And In this post I'm going to explain why.

1. What Makes A Good Villain?

Before I get to why I don't like HB's villains let's first ask a question; what makes a good villain? To me, a good villain could be either of two things; 1) They could be compelling and interesting antagonists; with deeper motivations as to why they do the things they do or why they act that way, a good villain is a villain that's interesting and complex. However, not all villains need to have a lot of depth to be good villains as 2) Sometimes some villains don't need to be super deep or compelling and could just be fun or entertaining to watch. Take villains like Magica De Spell from Ducktales 2017 or any villain from the Disney Renaissance Era; they may not be super deep or compelling characters, but they are still good villains because they are simply fun and entertaining to watch, usually by having a personality to them that makes them a bit goofy while also being a villain you can take seriously due to the threat they may pose to our heroes.

And, generally speaking, a good villain should be able to be semi-competent and pose some kind of threat towards the protagonist, without being incompetent (Unless you writing a villain that's supposed to be dumb like Lord Hater from Wander Over Yonder, but villains like him are usually villains you aren't supposed to take too seriously)

A good antagonist should be a character that poses a threat to the heroes while also being a compelling character in their own right or just being fun and entertaining to watch. So, now that we've established what (in my opinion) makes a good villain, let's now start talking about why HB's villains don't work.

2. My Thoughts on Each Villian in Helluva Boss

Now it's time for me to give my thoughts on each villain in Helluva Boss. Note that I'm only going to include recurring antagonists and I'm going in order of which they all first appeared. Ok, so now, let's begin.

Stella - Stella had some potential to be interesting. Unfortunately, HB squandered that potential and made her a one-dimensional abusive asshole to make Stolas more sympathetic. Not much to say about Stella, she's just a boring one-dimensional asshole.

Veriosika Mayday - Another underdeveloped villain. She's kinda supposed to play into Blitz's whole arc but so far she hasn't gotten much if any development whatsoever. Again, not much to say about her, she's just boring like Stella. Maybe the show will develop her in the future but for now, she's kinda just a one-dimensional basic bitch.

The Cherubs - Don't have much to say about them either. It would have been cool to have them be recurring rivals for the IMPs but nope. Like the other villains, they aren't really that interesting.

Striker - Now...I'm probably going to get hate for this but; Striker is an overrated AF villain. I don't find him that interesting - HOWEVER, I will say he's one of the show's better villains because he's at least kind of menacing in his debut episode. Aside from that he's the "Oh a character that is better than the protag at literally everything who turns out to be the villain!". Ya I don't care for Striker that much - he's fine but I still don't care for him.

The Dhorks - These guys are just stupid. 1) They already had VIDEO EVIDENCE of the IMPs and they FOR SOME FUCKING REASON didn't send it to the government already??? How did they even get the footage of the imps??? And then 2) they also FOR SOME REASON kept on using melee weapons against the IMPs when the episode shows us that they. have. GUNS. Why don't they just use those??? Oh, it's because Edo weapons were more "badass"? These are villains we are suppoused to take semi-seriously, deliberately making them idiots doesn't fucking work. Also 3) Seeing Stars shows that the humans don't recognize the IMPs at all - meaning that, even after obtaining MORE video evidence of the IMPs existing, they STILL just...didn't tell the governments about this for some reason??? Maybe there's an explanation for this in a future episode but for now this is just bullshit! So ya, the dhorks suck, they're boring and just flat out stupid. Least favorite villains in the show so far.

Crimson - Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you...the show's most POINTLESS antagonist. I've already said this multiple times, but why. Literally why. Why did Moxxie need to be the THIRD character with daddy issues? It adds nothing to his character and removing this aspect changes nothing about him - he's the same character without his daddy issues. Crimson literally has nothing interesting about him aside from "abusive dad mob boss". Like all the other villains, he's fucking boring.

So ya, that's my thoughts on each villain in Helluva Boss. As you can see, I don't have very nice things to say about any of them, and if you paid attention to what I was saying about them - you can see one of my major issues with HB's villains. That being...

3. They're Boring

Helluva Boss's villains are just. BORING. A majority of them are very one-dimensional Saturday morning cartoon villains with nothing interesting about them - none of them feel like developed or compelling characters. Granted, as I already said, a villain doesn't need to be super compelling to be good - sometimes a good villain is just one that's fun to watch while still being a good threat to the heroes.

But in order to do that you need to make that villain have a well-fleshed-out personality and mannerisms that make them entertaining to watch. HB's villains don't have that; they aren't compelling nor are they fun to watch, they are just boring. Stella especially is an example of this problem; I've said it before, but there was potential to make Stella an interesting character, but the show chose to waste that in favor of making her a mustache-twirling villain who just likes making Stolass suffer for shits and giggles.

The "I like tormenting you" line especially hammers this in; Stella is just a one-dimensional asshole and nothing else. Again, you don't need to have a character to be super compelling to be a good villain; sometimes you just need them to be fun to watch, but Stella isn't interesting nor is she fun to watch. She's just one-dimensional. Obviously, a character like Stella could work; after all, some stories just like having a villain REVEL in how evil they are like Lord Dominator from Wander Over Yonder, which falls under the "just fun to watch" category, but once again, Stella isn't fun to watch nor is she a compelling or interesting character, she's just boring.

Which is something I can say for all of HB's villains; they aren't compelling or interesting characters nor are they fun and entertaining to watch, they're all just one-dimensional and boring.

Another character I'd like to bring up is Verosika, a character who so far has gotten ZERO development TWO SEASONS IN! Maybe the show will develop Verosika more in the future, but for now there isn't anything about her that's interesting except for MAYBE her past with Blitz, but how the show is going to execute that we'll just have to wait and see.

So Helluva Boss's villains are boring, they aren't compelling characters nor are they fun to watch, now let's move onto my second problem, that being...

4. Some of Them Are Stupid/Incompetent

So a good villain is supposed to be competent, right? Well sometimes an incompetent villain can work; however, it only works when the villain is SUPPOSED to be stupid because they're a villain who you're not supposed to take very seriously. The problem comes when you're supposed to take a villain seriously but they act like idiots to the audience when the story doesn't want us to see them that way.

There are three examples I can think of when I say that sometimes HB's villains are just incompetent at times, those being Striker, The Dhorks, and Crimson. I already talked about the Dhorks here in this post but they're not the only villains that make dumb decisions in the show; Striker does too Western Energy.

For one, when Stolas calls the IMPs for help, Striker for some reason doesn't immediately go and break Stolas's phone when he can HEAR HIM TALKING to them. Instead, he just sits there, letting Stolas notify IMPs that he's in trouble, and THEN takes Stolas's phone. Striker literally could've just smashed Stolas's phone the second he heard Stolas talking - if he did that, then IMP wouldn't have been notified that Stolas has been captured and the episode's plot wouldn't have happened. It's making a villain stupid for the sake of the plot.

And then later in the episode, when he has Stolas tied up on the train tracks, he decides to just... monologue to him? When he could literally just finish Stolas instantly by decapitating him or something, why is he just sitting there doing nothing and stabbing Stolas in random places???

Then there's Crimson, who, for some reason, didn't check to see if Chaz was lying to him. Seriously, if somebody you used to hate went and said "Oh hey I'm rich now", wouldn't you go and check to see if they're lying or not? But Crimson for some reason didn't think to do that, so he just...let himself get scammed because he was too stupid to actually check for himself. Yaaaaaaay.

Again, I already talked about the Dhorks, but it bears repeating that the fact that they decided to use melee weapons when THEY HAVE GUNS is fucking stupid. The show tries to pass this off by saying "They chose those melee weapons cuz they were badass!", except that excuse doesn't work because it makes the Dhorks just...incompetent. And usually when a narrative purposefully makes a villain stupid we aren't supposed to take that villain seriously, but the Dhorks are villains who we are supposed to take at least semi-seriously so deliberately making them stupid like this doesn't really work.

Another example I can think of is in Oops where when Blitz comes up with a plan to get rid of all the henchmen all at once using guns, they, for some reason, didn't hear all the gunshots and screaming going on and didn't go to check what the fuck was happening. If they did do that, then they would have most likely all gotten shot and not only would the episode's climax not happen, but the show would also lose two of its major recurring villains.

So HB's villains are often incompetent or just straight up stupid - they make dumb decisions just so to continue the plot. If they did the logical thing, major changes in the show's plot would happen and it can't have that now, would it? Now let's talk about the next problem...

5. There's Too. Fucking. Many of them

This is my last problem with HB's villains, that being; there are just WAY too many of them. Now, having multiple recurring antagonists isn't a bad thing, a lot of shows have a few smaller recurring antagonists here and there. The problem here is that in HB with each new villain creates a new plotline; Stella's conflict with Stolas regarding their divorce, the Cherubs being kicked out of Heaven and probably will try to get revenge on the IMPs, the Dhorks going to expose the existence of demons, Striker going to assassinate Stolas, and Crimson most likely going to get payback from Moxxie.

It contributes to a major issue I have with this show; there's just. TOO MANY plotlines going on and it makes it feel unfocused. Most shows I've seen usually have a main plot and 2-3 maybe even 4 smaller plots than it focuses on per season. HB meanwhile set up six yes six plotlines in just its first season (The ones I've already mentioned + Blitz making amends with the people he hurt and Stolitz). And now in season 2, it's just. Adding more with Crimson.

The show suffers from cramming in TOO MANY characters and plotlines making the show feel messy and unfocused. I would also like to point out how the show just adds plotlines that are like. Completely unnecessary? Mainly the Dhroks and Cherubs plotlines; these aren't connected to the show's core story (whatever tf its supposed to even BE at this point), and removing them doesn't change anything about the show, so they are just completely unneeded. The same thing goes with the Crimson plotline.

They only serve to clutter the show even more and make it feel unfocused, which is a problem HB's villains contribute to a LOT.

6. Conclusion

So, ya, that's why I don't like the villains in Helluva Boss. In conclusion; HB's villains are boring, one-dimensional, sometimes flat-out incompetent, and are just plain underwhelming. So uh ya...bye.

[flowerandblood]

Hello love, we are still waiting for ‘aemond dark academia’ fic

Very exited for that one 🙈

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I know, but I want this to be a series, and I just completed Glass Cuts Deepest, so I want to wait with it and think about plot, what this school was suppouse to be about and all that stuff. Wait patinently!!!!!! 😂😂😂

[bellascarousel]

of course i envy her. She is gorgeous, model look and for her actitud had all men falling for her. What i want her to do??? Just not be so arrogant about it. We know she had good legs and a flat stomack. That look for the valentino show?? She is just so bad role model for woman. And yes, confident is something for big girl only. Unhealthy skinny like her doesnt need

Good for you not envy her body. But now i really less understand why you love her so much. She ruined Kate, i despise the day Shonda decide to make Bton a diverse cast and then decide to have simone. She makes Kate bad, didnt you see the chin tilts that are distinctive of simone being arrogant, but she gave them to Kate, when Kate was suppouse to be looking at edwina with love Kate gave that hideous cocky look and chin tilt. Show Kate is nothing but compelling

I'm just not going to bother answering most of this nonsense. Thank you for admitting that at least part of your problem is that you're racist. I suspected as much, anyway.

She didn't make Kate arrogant, FFS. I don't know what fucking show you watched. But all I saw when Kate looked at Edwina was a mother being proud of the young woman she raised. And yes. In the show, Kate was essentially Edwina's mother. SHE'S the one that raised her, because Mary sure the fuck didn't.

I'm done here. You may have nothing better to do with your time than stalk tags for ships you don't like looking for people to harass and bully. But, I have much better things to do with mine than argue with some miserable bitch who can't stand the idea of there being people out there who have a different favorite couple in a romance series than they do. You love Polin. Good for you. Go find yourself more Polin fans and talk to them about how amazing you think their story is. Seems to me that that would be a much better use of your time and energy.

Send me another ask and I'll block you. Set up another account to keep doing it like you've been doing to Molly, and I'll turn off anonymous asks. There already aren't enough hours in the day to do the things I ENJOY. I don't have time for your bullshit.

Though, I will agree with you about one thing. Kate is nothing but compelling. "Nothing but" means "100%, completely." And she is 100% completely compelling. Goodbye.

[mugiwarrasm]

I have finally finish OPLA, yes I took me a while, but that was because I WANTED this series to last me. In general I liked the adaptation although I don't consider it better than the original story, and I know this is one of the biggest complains people who don't like or don't watch OnePiece have but time is crutial in OP, little moments are crucial to the story and I notice it more with Baratie and Arlong Park everything went too fast, particularly because Arlong Park is suppouse to be a big moment and in the live action it feels anecdotic.

However, I enjoy the series and I am so happy this turn out so well and it wasn't a complete disaster. I will be begging for season 2 to have more fucking chapters

[ilikelookingatthings]

The books and movies have gross Jewish charicatures, are pro slavery and Harry Potter ultimately joins the very group Voldemort had power over to uphold blood purity. Harry Potter is a deeply flawed and unethical franchise.

I get Harry Potter has flaws. Especially fantasic beasts where because it was a movie script and not a book it was clearly not thought out in implications. And even regular harry potter has some issues. I'm not going to deny that. But I do think there ARE reasons so many kids and especially lgbtqc people are drawn to the franchise on the regular harry potter end. And felt accepted by it or became more open to accepting people due to its influence. Flawed yes. But I do think it's a bit unfair to call if completely unethical when they DO promote alot of good things.

I Also don't think the books were proslavery as it was clear slavery was bad and that point was hammered home with dobby and it did bring up its difficult to take down due to how society normalized it for so long and the mental chain of that type of systematic slavery with the houselves on the surface level not wanting to be free. I do agree she could have stuck the landing on that more thoroughly since she brought up the topic. Even if in the background. Even if a apparently shewas going for a metaphors for lady's or house wives who don't want to be free even from abusive men...it diesnt change she didn't think through that there is actual slavery people could read into the houseelves situation which is obviously how most people read it over what she was thinking while writing. and how it might be good to try to resolve that a bit more.

It was the lady's first kid series. And it was pretty clear that voldemort was basically a neonazi while grindlewald was basically wizard hitler Nd both were badguys we aren't supposed to support at all. And that most deatheaters following that pureblood retoric were just trying to feel suppiour by putting others down, insecure and trying to cover it up, blend in. Or scrabbling to side with the powerful.

It was pretta clear we are suppoused to side against that pureblood supremacy stuff against the mud blood bull.

The franchise did have some good messages.

And I don't think it's fair to dismiss the good the franchise does have by by acting like its just the negatives. Or that the worst reading is the one it was meant to be read with.

That said I do think susptious readings are useful to take her off that pedestal so people stop taking what she says verbatim since sge obviously doesn't do enough research on things which people who don't have time to research themselves and thought she was a great allie got drawing into her arguments too easily. Not realizing the lady was getting trapped in her own echo chamber.

[ofekma]

Yeah, you know, when Calipso met Percy again after Leo saved her, she was mad at him and they talked. But... Her staying trapped wasn't his fault. When he asked his wish of the gods that binded them using a Styx river oath, he mentioned her by *name*. He remembered her, he thought about her, how was he supposed to know that the gods wouldn't fulfill their suppousely *unbreakable oath*?

It's not like it's an easy thing to check since she lived in an island in the middle of nowhere and he only had like three months after the war during which he helped rebuilding the camp and figuring out his own personal life before he had his memory erased and was thrown into another world saving quest.

I can understand the gods being mostly out of commission because of the whole conflict between the Greek and the Roman side but even those who could have helped decided to be jerks anyway.

And after all that, during the sixth pjo book Percy had to deal with God bullshit yet again. But the most interesting part to me was his battle against the god of old age.

Percy chose to embrace vinegar accept old age not because the idea of aching and weakening was) sounded pleasent, he accepted it from the same reason he sided with the gods in the original series: because the alternative would have been worse. Kronos (and later Gaia) was the only one powerful enough to take down the gods but they would have been worse. Just like dying young is worse than growing old.

And pjo's Percy resented it, he wanted to change it, which is why he tried to make a difference every time he could.

But current book's Percy seems to have accepted that he can't. That life is terrible and the only thing he can do is make peace with it as long as he can get himself and his close family a happy ending because what else can he possibly do that he hasn't tried already?

This is extremely depressing.

If the pjo universe ended definitively with the last olympian I could understand the whole “percy never would turn against the gods because he wouldn’t be able to justify the unavoidable losses it would bring” perspective but the issue is that in writing hoo Riordan (inadvertently or not) destroyed the optimistic note that pjo left us with. The Last Olympian ended with Percy using his gift to force the gods into accountability and to ensure that no more Silenas or Ethans or Lukes would happen again.  

“From now on, I want to you properly recognize the children of the gods,” I said. “All the children …

of all the gods.”

The Olympians shifted uncomfortably.

“Percy,” my father said, “what exactly do you mean?”

“Kronos couldn’t have risen if it hadn’t been for a lot of demigods who felt abandoned by their parents,” I said. “They felt angry, resentful, and unloved, and they had a good reason.”

Then hoo begins no less than three months later by completely breaking all of the promises that were made. Leo and Piper were claimed much older than they should have been. The gods have cut off contact from the camp, leaving our heroes to stumble around blind trying to figure out what the impending doom is. And the savior of Olympus has been plucked from his world, memory wiped, and thrown back into the ring against his will. The message that becomes so painstakingly clear from this is: the Gods have not changed, and if all of the losses from the war and Percy’s sacrifice could not change them, what else would? Like when I say Percy is three seconds away from snapping, its because I cannot imagine any other trajectory at this point. For Percy to not have reason to go against the gods, it has to assume he’s fine with the current status quo, that he’s okay that the events in the last olympian were practically done in vain, and I genuinely can’t imagine pjo Percy being fine with any of that. Like even hoo Percy literally struggles with that bitter anger towards the gods and it just… never has any resolution? As for — “he wouldn’t be able to justify the unavoidable losses it would bring” — those losses already are happening, regardless of what Percy or the others do. Jason is that loss. Percy’s loved ones are still dying because of the gods and if the series were for an older audience, I could have seen Jason’s death as being the tipping point for Percy. 

Percy would turn against the gods specifically to stop the losses that are already happening.

[snnbnny]

im making a new and hopefully functional masterlist thats prettier then this one!! might also make a new navi- again idk.

the masterlist is in progress in my drafts.

ALSO i've been noticing as of late that my blog is growing a bit quicker then in the past and its such a wild concept-

[preferfictionalpeople]

2020 is apparently the year I start reading books again, and I had completely forgotten that specific feeling you get from reading a book in one sitting and being completely empty afterwards trying to process it

So yeah, Gideon the Ninth was great!! My lone braincell is suffering right now, but it was absolutely worth it

[windforestsso]

i really hope that the new jw npcs stay as npcs like i really don’t want to be able to buy them,

they’re really pretty and i think having them teach us how to do our other jw’s manes like that in a quest would be nice but i think making everything available for buy really breaks the suspension of disbelief :/

Jwh are really beautiful so it easy to want them all.

But I do agree with you.

Npcs horses arent as fun if they arent unique.

And I rather have it so that you never see a npc riding the same horse like you yourself are.

I like to buy horses that arent as populare with other players just so I rarely see anyone else riding the same horse as me.

So that loretta is riding a white trekner, luciana riding a black lustiano and how we got to see other horses with coats we cant buy when helping Emma buy her own horse is something Im perfectly fine and happy with.

Exept for the fact I think texas bluebell and Embermane are ugly horses, I dislike the fact that we gotten npc horses that have canon names but we cant name them that.

Bluebell we never going to see again so atleast we wont meet it while riding our own bluebell.

Embermane is direct copy of blaze so when Skye and blaze gets intoduced we can ride the same horse even thou blaze is suppouse to be a very unique horse. (Will Skye and blaze get introduced? Or was Alonsos and Ranias comment more about an ad for their serie? They will open up more of wildwoods so they can happend to be there)

I mostly want the second jwh from the previous ask because it has scars.