#and we're just talking physical prowess here

[laughhardrunfastbekindsblog]

I'm a physical therapist, so sometimes I find it fascinating to consider the amount of strength, coordination, endurance, and agility that is required for Star Wars characters (especially non-Force users) to pull off certain stunts/physical feats.

So, in reference to the crouched walking/running we often see Clone Force 99 (and particularly Tech) engage in during missions...

Can we take a moment to admire just how strong their legs are???

That's not even talking about the general balance, coordination, and flexibility necessary to do crouched walking without falling over, not to mention running.

(Special shout out to Echo, who does this on two prosthetic legs - meaning he's essentially performing this feat while balancing on two-jointed stilts and using the muscle power in only his hips/upper thighs.)

[juletheghoul]

covetous

a/n: Jesus Maggie, you really called me out on my bullshit for this one. Originally I want this story to just be a bunch of sexy encounters in a morally questionable world, now we're talking about feelings and love and how the hell did we get here? (This is how I would imagine him the first time he sees his Girl) Please enjoy this un-beta'd, barely edited request. All mistake and errors are mine! please enjoy

Warnings; 18+ no minors, Marcus pov, vague but big-legal age gap, there's no actual sex, but memories of it, vulgar yet romantic musings, master / slave dynamic (power imbalance) he’s still pretty possessive, Marcus calls reader Girl, reader calls Marcus Dominus - let me know if I missed any!

Pairing: Marcus Acaciusx F!Reader

word count: 1.1k (😅)

reblogs are appreciated

Masterlist series masterlist

War is easy. It’s a language he’s fluent in, something he excels in. He is blessed enough to have survived more battles that he could count and has been more than rewarded for his prowess. Battle plans, marches and military strategy are almost second nature, the fury, the heat of battle, all that he can anticipate and it’s probably the main reason he’s come this far in his life. 

Soldiers, camp life and brutality, those things are easy for him to understand.

Other matters, love, affection, attraction; these things are…harder. 

Physically, he’s perfectly adequate. He's never been ignorant to his looks, or his build. He knows that he fills the societal ideal for a man. He’s broad, he’s strong, he has a good face and no physical flaws.

He’s never been short of attention from the fairer sex either but that doesn’t mean anything as far as he’s concerned. He’s had his trysts, and he thinks he might have even been in love before but his luck seems to stop, and stay within his vocation. 

In his younger days, he’d broken his fair share of hearts, he’d been gifted the virtue of many a virgin in hopes of tempting him into a marriage. None of them had held his attention for more than that one night, and sometimes, in the late hours wherever he found his rest he secretly feared the Gods might be punishing him. Withholding the partner he hopes to find as payment for those broken hearts left in his wake. 

As he grew older, wiser and more practical he learned to ignore that little emptiness. He saw it more as a blessing. Would he be where he was now with a woman waiting for him? Would he have hit his station with children bearing his name pulling at his thoughts in the middle of battle? Perhaps the Gods had simply made a trade. His life, or his heart. 

He’d been content with his lot in life, until he’d seen her. 

She’d served at a gathering he’d been loath to attend. His eyes tracked her, the shine of her hair, the curve of her hip, her pretty smile. Her eyes had locked with his for half a heartbeat and he’d felt it in his belly. A rolling, like waves in a stormy ocean. 

She’d gone about her business, efficiently fulfilling her duties while the guests all spoke animatedly around him. He’d joined in after reigning in his reaction, but she’d taken every ounce of his attention with her. 

He’d negotiated her purchase the next day. 

-

She was quick. She learned everything faster than a lot of the others in his service, and she seemed to anticipate his needs before he spoke them. Most of the time, he barely needed to say anything at all, and so he kept quiet. Kept his thoughts, and his feelings to himself. 

His biggest need though, was her. He wanted her bad enough to hurt, to ache.

He was well aware of the practices in other houses. Slaves were there to obey, and in most houses that meant obeying with work, and with their bodies. He saw no issue in this, it was the way of the world. No matter how badly he wanted her though, he couldn’t make himself order her to spread her legs for him. Maybe it was a foolish, childish thing but he wanted her to crave it just as he did. He wanted her wet, he wanted her begging for him, he wanted to see pleasure and lust on her pretty face. 

He wanted her to want him. 

A year passed, and every second in her presence was exquisite torture. A torture he submitted himself to freely and with a perverse pleasure. It was a test of endurance, until the fateful night she’d come to him with her wet tunic, all of her body on display through the sheer fabric. The shadow of her cunt had sent him into a frenzy and when she’d come back and caught him fucking his fist he’d thought it was just another form of punishment. 

It was that look on her face though, that heavy lidded, open mouthed way she stared at him, nipples hardening that had finally made him crack. 

That first night he’d taken her, he’d stayed up in his bed, almost blinded with want. Her body had not alleviated the craving for her, if anything, it’d only made it worse. He’d replayed their encounter over and over, obsessed with the taste of her on his fingers, obsessed with the feel of her lips on his. From then on, she’d only cemented her hold on him. Her quiet obedience, her subtle seduction, the way she’d managed to scrape the shape of herself onto his brain.

She’d made herself the figurehead in his mind, the holy place at which he prayed, the Goddess he served. If he could, he’d light a thousand candles at the altar of her cunt, and pray to them daily.

He fought harder to return to her, he took note of her wants, of her preferences, and made sure to cater to her, despite no one in the house, not even her realizing. He dismissed the younger boys that lusted after her, he was covetous of her to the point of violence. A small smile from her could dictate his mood. The thought of her in pain made him feel like some feral wolf caught in a trap, ready and willing to chew part of himself away to reach her. 

Sometimes, after he’d spilled inside her, he’d let her fall asleep in his bed and relish the way she clung to him in her sleep. It was a double edged sword though, their stations in this life. A part of him fears that her want is only an act, a way to endear herself to him, her Dominus. A foundation to earn her freedom, or coin, or influence through him but then he sees the shy way she smiles at him and his fears are silenced to nothing. 

She cannot fake the way she flutters around his cock, she cannot pretend to feel nothing, not when he sees the same jealousy he feels shining through her eyes at the mention of the mostly political proposals he’s denied. The things she says, the way she takes her pleasure from him, all of these things only compound his delusions that just maybe, she feels for him a fraction of what he feels for her. 

It’s a sort of madness, truly, how that part of him that was the perpetual soldier had in so many respects switched their roles, had given her a control–a power he was sure she didn’t realize she had. 

He was sick with want for her, ravenous, and yet unable to soften himself in a way that would make her see the truth, make her see just how much she truly meant to him. He couldn’t make himself show her, that whatever she asked of him, he’d do with a smile.

For now at least. 

- Tag list: @frannyzooey @greeneyedblondie44 @lola4pedro @221bshrlocked @artsymaddie @supernaturalgirl20 @sleep-tight1 @sherala007 @cannedsoupsucks @thirstworldproblemss @ilikechocolatemilkh @freeshavocadoooo @hrk-fic-recs @maxwell--lord @the-feckless-wonder @kirsteng42 @thisshipwillsail316 @feministfanboi  @stevie75 @readsalot73 @pedrostories @tobealostwanderer @mandocrasis @elegantduckturtle @diogodxlot @alczysz17 @evyiione @absurdthirst @beskarboobs @andruxx @littlemissoblivious @1800-fight-me @maievdenoir @gracie7209 @omlwhatamidoinghere @magikfanatic @frankiecatfish @pedritoispunk @studythoreauly @missswriter @pintsizemama @mswarriorbabe80 @a-trial-run-on-paper @la-le-lu @chickadee-djarin @dobbyjen @rosiefridayrogersunday @ajeff855 @johnsrevelation @the-witty-pen-name @zombiesnips-blog @sarahjkl82-blog @fan-of-encouragement @queenofthecloudss @deadhumourist @felicisimor @toomanystoriessolittletime @what-iwish-you-knew @pedrostories @athalien @bi-thewayy @literallydontlook @pedrosbrat @gamingaquarius @luxmundee @iamafadedmoon @nakhudanyx @littlemisspascal @grogusmum @recklessworry @heyitmelexie @killyspinacoladas @gothicxbarbie @evildxad @dragonslarimar @spideysimpossiblegirl @chemtrail-mix @breezythesimp @altarsw @artooies-scream @staygolddindjarin @softsweetedbeauty @littlemisspascal @yuiopiklmn @squidwell @just-blogging-around @bbyanarchist @girlofchaos @maddiedrmr @frasmotic @acourtofsnakes @buckybarneshairpullingkink @astoryisaloveaffair @harriedandharassed  @shirks-all-responsibilities @androah @alwaysachorusgirl @dindjarinsmut @captain-jebi @gallowsjoker @tusk89 @dadbodfanatic-x @naiomiwinchester @blazedprince @avidreader73 @mr-underhills-things @avengersfan25 @tastygoldentaters @nyotamalfoy @mymindfuckery @its-nebuleuse @missladym1981 @inept-the-magnificent @yesjazzywazzylove-blog @ladyofmidlo72 @greenvita @honey-on-your-tongue @ladylovesloki @alexiamargot06 @purple-fig @picketniffler @somedayheaven @flw3rrr

[cass-danny-weekend]

Cass/Danny Weekend - Fun Fact! Day 6

We continue our theme of familial relationships! Today we are going to focus on Danny and, while we don't have to worry about graphic material the same way we did with Cass, there may be some allusions to child neglect and abuse that are never really explored in the show but we know, logically, would never fly in the real world. It's usually played for the laughs, but that's why you might find much more serious applications in fanfiction. Because we're the vivisection fandom, and that's just how we work.

Much like with the basic background post, we don't actually know a lot about Danny's childhood and his relationships with his parents prior to the start of the show. Just the glimpses we receive from offhand comments and the rare flashback scene. Nevertheless, for this post I want to focus on Danny's individual relationships with each member of his family (including Jazz!) before a brief section about how his parents view him in comparison to his sister, because I think there's some really interesting nuggets there.

Let's begin with Jack Fenton. The best episode to watch to understand their dynamic is "Million Dollar Ghost". From this episode we learn that Jack seems to single out Danny more often than not. When he clutters the lab or makes a mess, he singles out Danny to be the one to clean it. We also learn how Jack wants Danny to look up to him, expressed by how fiercely he tries to capture Danny after the bounty is placed on him. And of course despite Danny's frustration with his dad, he does let Jack capture him in this episode to make him feel better.

You can also think of "Bitter Reunions". Vlad offered Danny the world, he promised Danny support, guidance, understanding--all things that Danny currently wasn't receiving from his parents--so long as Danny renounced his father. As we all know, Danny doesn't accept. He protects Jack too, because for all that his father embarrasses him at times, it's still his dad and he does genuinely love him, and nothing Vlad could materially offer would overpower that.

We see in other episodes like "Girls' Night Out" that Jack does try these bonding activities with Danny. He takes him out fishing, probably a trick he learned from the little parenting book he took along with him too. Danny plays it up to Jazz and Maddie as a guys' trip but truthfully, he's not nearly as enthusiastic when he's actually alone with Jack. And that's just because fishing isn't something he's interested in, but just an activity he agreed to do for his dad's sake. And that's a pretty common theme in their relationship.

Jack tries to connect with Danny, but he also. Doesn't really try to meet Danny halfway. We can maybe attribute this to Jack's high expectations of Danny. We'll talk more about Danny and his grades in Day 8, but I wanted to refer back to a comment made in "Micro-Management", which reads: "I'm so proud. Our boy finally has the physical prowess of a 60 year old president. Here's to you son."

From what we can gather from this comment, it sounds like Jack wants a son with more physical prowess, likely so he can take after him and Maddie as ghost hunters. And yes, Danny is capable of that and so much more in his ghost form, but in his human form? Where he struggles to keep up in gym and Sam surpasses him with flying colors? Danny is not really want Jack is looking for in a son.

Think back to Day 5 where we discussed Danny's love for space. The show mirrors many of the old school stereotypes of "meathead jocks" and "mousy nerds" and "mean girl cheerleaders". For all intents and purposes, Danny is a geek, he's a nerd. We already know he's a social outcast that's constantly bullied. He's not the traditional vision of masculinity. And then you have Jack who takes him on a fishing trip, despite knowing that Danny isn't really into that, maybe because… he wants Danny to man-up? We don't know. But there is a disconnect that we see in small little moments like these.

Let's move onto Maddie Fenton. Much like with Jack, there is one episode that showcases their dynamic the best, and that episode would be "Maternal Instincts". Here we learn how Danny had been much closer to Maddie when he was a child; Maddie makes this wistful comment about their relationship. So much like with Jack, there is this disconnect between Maddie and Danny. We can assume that it happened due to his accident and the start of his hero career. We're never really told. However, it might be safe to assume that it happened before the accident, as Danny did not feel safe to share his identity with his mother, despite once being closer to her.

Nonetheless, we can see that Maddie wants that relationship back. He wanted to take this trip with Danny to California hoping it would spark those bonds again. As we know, that's not what happened. Instead, it was planned all along by Vlad. That doesn't mean it all went wrong, we get to see the little things like how they are much more tactile with each other and physically affectionate. Maddie carries Danny piggy-back style without comment. She does make a remark about how he's "clingy" when he hugged her, but that's been met with some split opinions in the fandom about whether it was fond or critical.

What's interesting about Maddie is that she's actually much more permissive than you might think. In the fandom, she's often depicted as the cold, logical one who deals with facts and statistics only. With Jack as the softer one who's more forgiving and has his heart on his sleeve, likely from Vlad's constant disparaging comments about his behavior and intelligence. Realistically though, Jack is much more harsh on the kids.

For example, in "Fanning the Flames", when Jazz and Danny were struggling to focus on an upcoming test because of the recent hysteria around Ember and her music, Jack wanted to throw them in the "Fenton Stockades", the name given to the torture device known as the "iron maiden" the family keeps in their second basement. Maddie doesn't allow him to throw the kids in it of course, even bodily forcing him inside it instead, but we also know from "Mystery Meat" that despite the uncertainty about their devices hurting humans, Maddie still allowed Jack to use a machine on Jazz and injure her.

This isn't the first time Maddie has agreed or turned a blind eye to something that hurt her kids, unfortunately. In "The Fenton Menace", we see Maddie and Jack believe Danny is hallucinating (when he's really just seeing Youngblood, who is invisible to everyone but kids) and try to "fix" him, and by that I mean they "spin the crazy" out of him. Obviously this did not fix the issue and left Danny shaking and hobbling away.

(got this image from thatdannyphantommoment here on Tumblr, please give them some love for us)

We also see in "The Fright Before Christmas" that Jack and Maddie so often get tunnel vision, lost in their own little world. During many Christmases over Danny's life, they constantly argued about the holiday which resulted in Danny's hatred. Some memorable examples include when he was a baby and was pissed on by a dog due to their inattention. And that time Jazz had to fight a reanimated turkey because they weren't around and the food in their house isn't safe.

They're not perfect parents. They make an effort sometimes, but they're also blind to issues, which we'll get into more after we discuss Jazz.

Let's talk Jazz Fenton. Jazz is something of a mixed bag if you will. By far, she is the most supportive member of his family. She learns early on in "My Brother's Keeper" about Danny's dual identity after accidentally coming across his transformation. She doesn't tell him immediately, because she wants him to feel comfortable enough to come to her. She tries to help him and Team Phantom with their fights, as we see in "Secret Weapons", but her aim is poor, resulting in her capturing Danny in the thermos more often than not, making his life all the harder.

She's equal parts pushy and earnest, as many older sisters can be. She was the first to realize that the evil version of Danny in "The Ultimate Enemy" was not her actual brother, although she couldn't stop him. She was integral in "Girls Night Out" to saving the day. We see in, again, "My Brother's Keeper" that Jazz does talk to him and try to help him open up, it's the reason she pushes him to go to school counseling hoping it would help him.

And yet… she keeps tutoring Dash and let's him in the house, despite knowing he bullies her brother. She tells him to be more social and that he needs more friends, though she knows he's bullied through no fault of his own. In "The Fenton Menace", she also can't see Youngblood and refuses to hear him out when he tries to convince her.

She's not a perfect sister, which makes sense in an imperfect family. But unfortunately for Danny, he's often compared to her.

In particular, we see Jack show preference to Jazz the most. In "Maternal Instincts", Jack is shown to be very protective and complimentary towards Jazz while they're fighting ghosts. In "Doctor's Disorders", Jack tells Danny, to his face, that Jazz is his favorite. We see a reason why this might be thanks to "Teacher of the Year" where Danny is criticized for his poor grades. And as we know, Jazz is the teacher's pet, A+ student, already working on her Master's thesis. Jazz is everything that Danny is not.

And Danny, who can't compare to his father's expectations, also can't compare to his sister's shadow. But we'll talk more about this in the next post.

I hope this has been something fascinating to chew on. Until next time~ We have two fun facts left for you. The prompts will be here in the blink of an eye.

- Mod Halfa

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Kind of a dumb request but how about team DEFY + any girls you want with an s/o who somehow managed to build a mech straight out of Armored Core? Insanely maneuverable, loads of guns, can fly, etc and s/o built it in a garage with a box of scraps lol

(GFL/Genshin Impact) Task Force DEFY, Amber, Jean, Fischl, and Yoimiya's S/O building an Armored Core Mech

(Video Source: Pongsifu on YT) Luckily for you, I have been binging Armored Core 6 for the past month, and will hop on ANY request to talk/write about anything Mecha related.

12 stared at the giant 10 meter mechanical behemoth that had suddenly made its home inside Griffin's Hangar.

(AK-12) "...We didn't always have that, right?"

The machine's chest slowly opened and revealed a cockpit containing S/O, waving hello from the seat.

Apparently, they had constructed the mech out of spare parts lying around.

(AK-12) "Impressive...But, why exactly did Griffin have that many parts lying around? And how did you find guns that big?"

On the battlefield, she watches the mech fly around at almost breakneck speed, watching them zip around and eradicate one base after the other.

Kicking tanks and shooting helicopters out of the sky, it was far more effective to watch them fight instead of having to do anything.

(AK-12) "Hm. We'll be out of a job at this rate."

94 knew this was going to happen.

T-Dolls would only last so long on the battlefield before they were replaced by the next best thing.

However, she sure as hell wasn't expecting S/O of all people to surpass her, with a mech constructed out of junk parts no less.

It was honestly awe-inspiring what humans could engineer for the sole purpose of destruction.

And it was also physically impossible. Something that size should not be quad-wielding miniguns and moving that fast.

(AN-94) "...How has your machine not collapsed from the Earth's gravity?"

94 is more confused than anything.

15 was impressed more than anything.

She knew S/O was an engineer, but to construct a mech out of the parts they had was nothing short of a miracle and logic-defying technical prowess.

(AK-15) "How does your machine constantly reload the missiles while on the field? It is the only weapon you seem to have, and no one constructed missiles that large, even during World War 3."

She can't help but wonder why DEFY was even needed if Griffin had engineers like S/O around.

Well, at least S/O was on their side.

(RPK-16) "I wonder if humanity will wipe itself out faster with these new machines."

16 is fascinated by the human desire to make machines to wipe out life faster.

Granted, Griffin usually just fought Sangvis which consisted nothing of machines, but it would only be a matter of time until everyone else had their own version of S/O's mech.

And probably not one constructed out of junk either.

(RPK-16) "I must ask, S/O. How can you be in the cockpit of that thing and not reduce yourself to jelly? Surely the G-Force alone would kill you?"

Well, it's not the first thing that humans have done that confused her.

(Angelia) "Hmph. Why did they even bother calling us if they had you here? And could you have done that this entire time?"

Angelia is impressed and annoyed.

If S/O could create a hulking machine of death before, why did they only decide to do it now?

She both dreads and admired S/O's tenacity. To make such an effective machine out of junk took a hell of a lot of elbow grease.

Angelia doesn't question it, seeing that it's working alright so far, but she definitely wants to look into upgrading it.

(Angelia) "S/O, with me. We're painting DEFY's logo on it."

(Amber) "THAT IS SO COOL!"

Amber could create Baron Bunnies with a lot of yarn, but S/O could make a machine that dwarfed Ruin Guards with some random pieces of metal!

(Amber) "You have got to teach me how to do that! And lemme ride it too!"

Amber demands to fly with S/O, even though she can't go nearly as fast as they can.

She watches as S/O wipes out entire nests of monsters before leaping away with its mantis-like legs to the next location.

Honestly, it made her feel jealous.

(Amber) "Heeey, can I ask one of those for my birthday! I bet it'll make flying around Mondstadt a breeze!"

Though as the outrider, she kindly asks S/O not to park the giant machine weighing presumably hundreds of tons in the city.

For obvious reasons.

The color on Jean's skin fades when she heard Klee helped S/O build a brand new toy.

One that put her bombs to shame.

And seeing it park itself next to the cathedral, waving hello to her as she was standing at the entrance-

She was about ready to faint.

(Jean) "S/O! Get down from there right this instant!"

Jean gives S/O and Klee an earful for making such an absolute monstrosity that could potentially damage the land and city!

But seeing it in action and fast it disposed of a Hilichurl camp, it filled her with pride and dread.

Pride for her S/O's creative ingenuity, but absolute fear for what S/O and Klee could make next.

Especially considering how fast S/O's machine moved, and the weapons it had.

Where did Klee find the gunpowder for quad-cannons mounted on it?!

(Jean) "I pray that it won't blow up the city on accident..."

(Fischl) "...WHAT?!"

Fischl completely breaks character upon seeing the giant machine staring at her.

(Fischl) "How did...Why...?! Get down from there and tell me how this mechanical monstrosity came to be!"

(Oz) "You just want to ride the machine yourself, Mein-"

(Fischl) "SILENCE!"

...But yes, she constantly nags S/O to let their Prinzessin give the machine a try.

She finds it so friggin' cool, and desperately wants one of her own, in purple!

She watches with some kind of morbid satisfaction watching S/O's machine wipe out their enemies in electrical explosions.

(Fischl) "I hereby dub your steel horse…Raven, of the 621th star!"

(Oz) "…Why 621?"

Oh, that's where all of Yoimiya's spare fireworks have been going into.

(Yoimiya) "HOLY CRAP! What on earth did you make, S/O?!"

The machine seemed like it leapt from another world!

Especially with how fast it moved, honestly she was amazed S/O wasn't vomiting their guts out as soon as they exited.

While it seemed like it would do massive damage, instead they used it for something even better.

As the machine soared above the skies of Inazuma, the cannons on the arms and shoulders fired toward the moon, the starry night exploding into hundreds of beautiful colors!

They had transformed their machine into a firework powerhouse!

And with how fast it moved, it was able to provide a show from one island to another!

(Yoimiya) "Next festival, you're letting me ride with you! I want to see the work we've done up close!"

[menacingearthwork]

was tagged by @beatriceportinari 2 list my top 10 first watch movies of this year and since my brain is a hole it took a while to remember but here are my rankings from da "worst" to da BEST

10. cemetery man - when that bus of schoolkids careened off the cliff i thought i was going to shit myself in the theater with how hard i was laughing. otherwise just fun and campy

9. bronson - very winding refn. tom hardy is such a treat always. a fun creative venture, but unfortunately the back and forth bored me too much to enjoy the storyline as i probably should have. i would still recommend it for a nice evening watch tho

8. the devil's bath - interesting sleeper pick i stumbled upon at the theater, really loved the cyclical stories playing hand in hand with one another, especially in conjunction with the rendition of 'female madness'. beautifully filmed without being too heavy-handed

7. arrival - to tack onto the cyclical storytelling i loved the, no pun, loops this story wove within itself. villeneuve at some of his finest work, and tickled something fun within me as a language enjoyer TM. lost ranking for romance+family nonsense as a personal pick but i also saw dune pt 2 this year and enjoyed this so much more.

6. ed wood - if tim burton and johnny depp kept on this sort of path i would be more prone to enjoying anything either of them had done ever. probably my favorite collaboration between the two. johnny's ed charmed me to bits with his fun quirkiness and I LOOOOOOOOVED MARTIN LANDAU'S BELA LUGOSI SO MUCH!!!!!!!! great sets great acting loved every single character and their relationships. watched for halloweentime and may do so every year because i loved it so much

5. rosemary's baby - somehow this was the first year i watched this movie probably because i saw the last scene when i was 10 and it freaked me out so bad i had to wait 20 more years to watch it, which was a wise decision on my part because i appreciated the true horror of it all, which was the atmosphere. sinister, foreboding, eyes constantly on mia farrow but you could never really see them, but you just knew something was going on. and, of course, the s/a scene was so terrifying in its own right that i can still hear mia farrow's "this isn't a dream, this is really happening!" line in my head

4. trainspotting - i could talk pages about the scene with the baby passing away and everyone immediately shooting up in grief, or the suppository scene, or the withdrawal scene, and how hilariously tragic the entire story is, especially as someone who has enjoyed irvine welsh's writing since i was a teenager but IT'S SHITE BEING SCOTTISH, WE'RE THE LOWEST OF THE LOW, THE SCUM OF THE FUCKING EARTH, THE MOST WRETCHED, MISERABLE, SERVILE, PATHETIC TRASH THAT WAS SHAT INTO CIVILIZATION, SOME PEOPLE HATE THE ENGLISH, I DON'T! THEY'RE JUST WANKERS! WE ON THE OTHER HAND ARE COLONIZED BY WANKERS! CAN'T EVEN FIND A DECENT CULTURE TO BE COLONIZED BY! WE'RE RULED BY EFFETE ASSHOLES! laid into me, man

3. robocop - ROBOCOP SHOT THAT MAN IN THE DICK!!!!!!!! otherwise was just SO MUCH FUN, blood and spatter and the melding of man and machine, the loss of humanity and question of law and order, with INCREDIBLE filmmaking prowess by verhoeven as always. my stomach lurched the entire way that robocop became robocop, especially the new year's scene where everyone treated him as a prop despite him at his core being human. i expected to feel more miserable with this one but wound up having a GREAT time

2. clerks - shit on me all you like for taking so long to watch this movie in full but i watched it on physical media given to me from my dad and now i can't stop quoting it. hashtag me of all time. after all, i don't watch movies

1. anatomy of a fall - hands down my favorite film of the year. watched it on a whim and didn't feel like a second of the 3hr runtime was wasted, and barely even noticed that it was 3hrs in the first place. near perfect execution in all regards. minimal soundtrack cemented the story with proper gravitas, told a story of an inter-european immigrant family with mastery, never was overbearing for a second, gorgeous scenery, natural script. a heartbreaking mystery that never once jumped the gun or felt hamfisted or felt full of itself. it just really is such an incredible story let alone movie that i don't hesitate to say will find few rivals for the rest of the 2020s.

usernames with e, l, h, n, and y are tagged :P

[approximateknowledge]

on mookhyang: to build a person out of a weapon

there's this manhwa ive been reading for a good long while now, based on an untranslated novel, that ive been utterly obsessed with since a few days ago

the exact reason for this obsession will be clarified at the end of this post, which will be quite long probably

with that said, prepare for like a bajillion spoilers, i just need to talk about this or ill explode

(please bear with me it's gonna seem long-winded but i promise it's going somewhere)

so here's where it starts:

the world is murim, and ^that fuckass is the epynomous mookhyang

(if you don't know what murim is, just think of it as the chinese equivalent of what "generic medieval fantasy land" is to europe; it's where all the generic wuxia stories happen. don't worry about it, we're not staying here anyway)

mookhyang is, as far as most people in murim are concerned, a problem. too strong, too uncontrollable, there's nothing he even *wants* so you can't even bribe the bastard

so they can't kill him, but still need to get rid of him: so, banishment. exorcism. basically they isekai him

to a completely different actually original fantasy setting that seems like a normal medieval fantasy thing until the extent of the magitech sinks in (there's mecha, they're a subject for another post)

so our overpowered but very confused protagonist gets dropped in the middle of fucking nowhere, naked, and eventually manages to find shelter in exchange for hunting and woodcutting and protection with a local family of subsistence farmers, while trying to figure out where the hell he is and learning the language (!!)

now, by the time he actually sets out, he's armed with only the knowledge a substance farmer would have, as well as a new name: dark

and as they set out, there's therefore a single very significant gap in their knowledge: all things magic; now, qi and mana are canonically the same thing, and dark is a master at qi, but magic is all about external mana, which the new world is rich in, but was basically absent in murim

this is relevant

so dark joins a band of mercenaries who are on their way to what seems to be the city with the biggest concentration of knowledge on this side of the continent, and, on account of still being an overpowered bastard, they end up... attracting some attention from the spies of local men in power, suddenly sent into a panic about where the fuck this unaccounted for master-level warrior came from that's messing with all the balances of power (worth noting dark isn't actually uniquely powerful at this point, there's multiple others on their level, and at least one above it)

this is when 2 things occur, and please bear with me here

first is the mercenary band inadvertedly ends up having to escort a certain priestess acolyte

that's lana

and well

dark can't fucking stand her to a frankly uncharacteristically intense degree

this will become relevant very soon

because the other development is the specific potentate who's been spying on the band starts figuring out some things, specifically

... except dark doesn't know jack shit about magic

which leads us to the crux of the whole thing: a specific curse

"odium", aka "dislike". anyone afflicted by it will be turned into what they dislike most, it cannot be reversed, and most afflicted commit suicide soon after

now can you see where this is going?

dark has no defense against curses whatsoever.

yeah that's right!

*whoops dark is now physically identical to lana*

that includes all accumulated qi refinement, which means dark is now by all accounts a teenage girl with disproportionate technical combat prowess but none of the qi or physical strength to back any of it up

and that's weird, isn't it? like it's really odd!

because sure, lana is pretty annoying to be around, but fundamentally she's just a normal sassy, if pretty privileged and haughty, teenage girl. and dark only knew her for like a couple of weeks

it doesn't make sense

except

when we finally learn about dark's childhood

yeah

dark's life went from "disposable number" to "living weapon deemed useful enough to warrant a name"

the hatred for lana?

that was envy

that this child could *afford* to be a child, to be a bit of a little bitch. that she didn't have to be a weapon

and now, 200 chapters, and over half an in-universe decade later, after dark has become a grand duchess, gotten adopted by a dragon after a brief month in which we get a glimpse of the personality of the cheerful child beneath the tempering, after she regained her previous strength, and surpassed it, and just recently lost it all again, dark and lana get reunited

and lana is a bit more adult now, more skilled, but fundamentally still the same sassy impulsive priestess

but she ends up saving dark. and now they're on their own, together, and dark is powerless again

by all accounts you'd except verbal carnage

and yet

AND YET

me too lana

me too

i cannot accurately convey the sheer magnitude of the character development on display here

like you don't understand, this would be unthinkable in the past

dark has become more of a person, and less of a weapon

what 6 years of character development and an unconditionally loving adoptive dad does to a trans girl

im normal about dark and her dragon dad artios

anyway your honour, dark and lana basically siblings

(and the way dark behaves around her dad in private is even very similar to lana!)

arguably identical twins on a technicality even

also bonus new cover art on the official site

black haired lana and short haired dark real?!

(and bonus adoptive dragon family in the background)

tldr: i am normal about them

[fruitbowlsngoals]

So uh- Crisis after a non descript little Guy au adventure , it's all silly , there are mentions of surgery but no gore! Have fun under the cut ↓

Crisis felt exhausted. Physically exhausted to be specific. Getting back to the lab she found herself collapsing into a familiar wheeled chair. She had plenty of notes on many people. The kids were most important along with Dr. Cross. When she had gotten there all of the children seemed fine outside of obvious things. Opening her notebook she sighs observing all the notes she'd taken of the universe.

Little William, or Sprite as Crisis has personally taken to calling him, was missing an eye and seemed to have scarring indicating he'd been bisected vertically. She simply didn't press any further than that, opting to give the kid a piggyback ride and talk about what she knew of ghosts and spirits upon his request.

Next was Little Dakota who she’d taken to calling Spark, held similar powers to Safeguard different injuries and an avoidance when taking about what happened just that he doesn't like doctors. After questioning he'd dragged Spark and herself off to meet the rest of their friends. Crisis notes that he does seem to have some form or separation anxiety and prefers not to get to far from any of the others unless necessary.

Little Virion Vyncent which she'd taken to calling trainee was excitable and very eager to grab at her magic items. Ultimately puppy dog eyes got to her and Crisis did end up parting with a particularly shiny bracelet that she seemed har little magical value.

Trick and little Ashe,the latter now noted as Fledgling ( she's not the best at names ) were Interesting in their own rights, Fledglings abilities that are sure to grow with the more they learn are already sharp and they don't show any prowess for magic yet. Trick on the other hand has both skills and magic, testing her own magic with Trick’s was left with failure and both of them out of commission for at least an hour with what the kids described as red lightning dancing over both of them . Crisis did not fail to mention she's still seeing sparks over the matter even after trying home, she hopes Trick is okay.

Crisis got pictures with them of course but also made the effort to sketch all of them down. She'd certainly have to come back to do further exploration, but she ached after the magic test and she had wanted to go home to Safeguard, her Tide, and her Father ( both of which she still hasn't come up with names for.). Bidding the kids a goodbye and meanderings through a portal of her own making.

Closing her notes she sat up bones aching and her thoughts collected, Crisis could share the information with Professor Cross later. Grabbing her things and moving from the lab to the lobby. Taking out her phone she checks for a text before calling Safeguard. Per usual he picked up at the first ring a chipper tone on his voice.

“Cici! I'm almost done and Tide said he'd be here soon, are you heading out again or are we all heading home together?”

“Safety straps! Hey, yeah. I'm in the lobby. I'll wait.”

She sighed letting safeguard ramble on about his day for a bit before he mentioned he'd be in the lobby soon. When he did join her in the lobby she was met with a tight hug from behind.

“Tide’s here so we can go home unless you're going to do anything.”

“Magics fucked. I need you, some music, and a good dinner. Maybe a nap too. Regardless we're listening to music in the car, I've got a new playlist from the universe I was in. Lot of the songs are kid-friendly though”

“Sounds good, but I do have a surprise for you!”

Glancing back at Safeguard, Crisis raised an eyebrow humming as they walked out to Tides car. Safeguard briefly ran a head, grinning as he opened the door and pulled out a familiar and excited mass of fur.

“Bobo’s back!”

Quickly Crisis rushed up to greet the spider monkey cradling him in her arms as she joined Safeguard in the car

“Safeguard, our son is home!!”

The rest of the car ride is comfortable music playing between them all, Crisis leaning against Safeguard tiredly and Bobo nestled between them. It was perfect and she'd be damned to say she didn't love it.

[sortyourlifeoutmate]

Alright so, there's a lot of little angles to this and they all sort of rush through my brain at once so let me try and lay them out in something like an order.

The Tories are in a bad place. We're all very happy about this. The Tories themselves, however, are reacting to their looming, inevitable defeat by basically frothing at the mouth and screaming. One the one hand you have them scrabbling for every attention-grabbing idea they can lay their hands on like how someone sliding towards a cliff might scrabble for something to stop them falling to their death.

Uh, Angela Rayner did, uh, a thing! Uh, Rwanda! Yeah! Immigrant on a plane to Rwanda! Uh, fuck, uh, benefits! Sick note Britain, yeah! One of these has to got work, right? Right?! Please God one of these has to work!

So that's happening. And alongside that, you have the internal conflict of which of them gets to be King Rat of the Sinking Ship. You know, the dregs of the dregs racing to slit one another's throat to be the one in charge.

Speaking of which, Penny Mordaunt.

Basically, what set me off was an interview she has apparently done wherein which she said the UK simply must invest the Iron Dome system or something of nature of ward off attacks like the one what Iran did against Israel. And, like...

Okay.

Here's an actual pull quote:

She told The Sunday Telegraph: “To those that say about our defence ambitions ‘we can’t do, shouldn’t do or can’t afford to do’, I say ‘look to Israel’ – a nation a fraction of our size, that has staved off an attack from a nation 10 times its size.

One. Israel is much smaller then the UK. Like, much smaller. The area they have to possibly defend is smaller and, also, more concentrated. The economics involved in scaling up a system like Iron Dome to defend the whole of the UK blows my mind - especially as it's a system designed to counteract a specific security threat we don't have!

But we'll get to that.

Two, it doesn't really fucking matter that Iran is bigger than Israel, does it? They weren't invading, they were firing a lot of drones and shit. Iran may be physically bigger and more populous than Israel but Israel's military budget (and level of development, and investment) kicks the shit out of Iran's. So who gives a fuck if Iran is bigger when that wasn't even a factor?

Three, not to do down Israel's military prowess (not for nothing do people buy their shit) but having heaps of military assets from heaps of allies (including us!) in the area to provide support probably didn't fucking hurt and, in fact, explicitly helped because it's been stated that it helped!

And look, fuck...

It's a nothingburger, I'm aware. She's just taking the current issue of "Oh the world is a dangerous place and we need to defend our citizens rahrah!" that is seen as important here and the "Oh look, Iran attacked Israel!" and mashing them together, but it's such an incoherent, stupid position it hurts my brain.

Who. Who would be attacking us Penny? Were they be attacking us from? Iran is not that far from Israel in the scheme of things. Who do we have nearby who would do this to us, Penny? We make jokes about Europe and the Irish but those jokes aren't going to translate into actual drone attacks, Penny. What the fuck are you talking about, Penny? Do you have something in mind?

Maybe we could use the money that might go into your batshit insane useless fucking waste of an idea and, I don't know, get some dentists?

Seriously, where would a massive drone and missiles attack on the UK come from? I know we live in the future but not that far in the future.

And she's not the only one!

Admiral Lord West, the former First Sea Lord, said: “The bottom line is that if we had 300 missiles fired at us, we wouldn’t be able to repel them in the way that Israel did, albeit with help from the US, the Jordanians and so on. We have nothing like the Iron Dome and I think there is a need for us to ensure we have that.”

What in the fuck are you talking about.

You know when it snowed a few years back and all the flights got cancelled and people were like "Well in Finland this never happens" and it was like, yeah, because this happens all the time so they plan around it. Israel has the Iron Dome for very specific reasons. Is Israel prepared for a volcano erupting? No? Because that's not a concern and so why would they fucking waste their time and money on it? Oh, fancy that!

Argh! What is wrong with you people?!

The things you're saying are stupid! The situations you're conjuring up are stupid! Or am I just losing my mind?!

I'm so tired!

Why can't you people just lose and go away already?!

[gemsofthegalaxy]

I've seen a bit of an influx of "Arcane writes strong women better than any other media, here's why" videos on youtube and I don't necessarily disagree, but there is a part of me that wonders if it's not due to the fact that most of the media that did it "poorly" is not animated.. let me explain,

one of the common things that people having been saying about "other" media in these videos is that it's not Realistic for them to be that physically capable, or the other women are Overpowered (again, talking physically, here). but Arcane's fight scenes aren't exactly realistic either. Vi takes down a ton of grunts solo as a teenager, how is that not overpowered? we're shown why she's able to do that, we're shown that she has a lot of practice and has a mentor who gives good feedback on her abilities, but, i still dunno if i'd call it realistic. I feel like most characters would be dead several times over if they got the beatdowns they're constantly getting in arcane.

a smallll part of me wonders if Vi's (and Sevika's) prowess is seen as more acceptable because she's, well. Beefy. she and Sevika are both jacked, have muscular bodies, broad shoulders, etc. and in mainstream movies, the women cast to be in these other Strong Female Character roles usually... aren't.

I'm not sure, and I know there is definitely more that goes into this, a lot of the time people do cite that Vi has mentorship and we see her progress whereas other Strong Fighty Women in media just sort of pop into existence, and that Vi fights for someone, Sevika fights for an ideal rather than herself, those things are more compelling. But I have to wonder when it comes to it being "unrealistic" specifically if people don't have some bit of subconscious judgment that the women in live action media don't look like they'd be capable of that.

[nebulousfishgills]

OC Asks with your Loki/TVA OC (I haven't heard much about her yet and want to change that :D )

🐁🎲📚

🥞🌌🕐

Ah yes, Olivia, my first major OC, let's absolutely talk about her! Thanks for the ask! I'm tired, I burned my hand at work, and I only have a little bit of popcorn in my system, but screw it!

🐁 - Capybaras are friend-shaped. What shape does your OC have?

(Wow I can't believe there's no capybara emoji... tragic)

Hmm... you know, in an ironic twist, I would go as far to say she's Blue Rose Shaped. I think being rose-shaped means that you're very loving and beautiful when handled correctly, but you can also be prickly and even harmful if handled incorrectly.

I say blue rose specifically for the thematicness, but also for the general exoticness. She's a being from Asgard, she's an alien. She's not a natural being of Earth, just as (I'm pretty sure at least) blue roses don't grow naturally here.

🎲 - If your OC played a pen-and-paper RPG, what class would they pick?

I think it's funny you ask this since I literally have every facet of Emily's hypothetical Dungeons and Dragons character tabbed in my player handbook. But Olivia...

You know what, she would 100% be into TTRPG games, especially since, in a way, she herself is a fantasy character. I think as far as classes go, she'd either pick Mage if she wants to be more true to herself (since she is a magic user), but I thinl she'd also have a lot of fun playing as a Rogue. I think she likes playing as a Tiefling (my favorite race to play), but is also fond of being an elf.

She always plays a Chaotic alignment, no matter what.

📚 - Your OC has to improvise a 10 minute lecture on a topic of their choosing. What do they choose?

Olivia is well-versed in a lot of topics. She, like Loki, prefers mental sharpness over aggressive prowess in battle (she's still a skilled fighter, don't get me wrong). But I'll give two answers on this, a more serious one and a more goofy one.

One of Olivia's favorite things to study happened to be the nature of the Infinity Stones, even before they became an active part of her life. Canonically she's one of the first people to understand what exactly their dealing with during the Battle of New York in 2012. She knew the Tesseract was the Space Stone and she knew Loki's scepter housed the Mind Stone and was influencing him to some degree. And, in my version of Avengers: Endgame, she actually is the one who does most of the presenting about what the Infinity Stones are to the rest of the Avengers. So, serious answer, Infinity Stones.

Now a more goofy answer. If the Avengers decided to genuinely have a Presentation Night (my friends and I are super close to getting ours put together and my topic is... I'm gonna get yelled at for sure), I think she would give an entire in depth Exposé presentation on how the most random human events were just she, Thor, Loki, and the other Asgardians goofing around and messing with the people of Earth. So, for example, she'd explain that Loki was DB Cooper and provide an entire breakdown on the reasons, timeline, etc (Tony loses his fucking mind over that one). It seems kind of like a tame presentation, but she knows revealing this would elicit so many hilarious reactions from the others (it did) and did it primarily for that reason.

🥞 - Does your OC take proper care of themselves, like getting enough sleep and eating properly?

This is an interesting one since the answer varies depending on which "self care" aspect we're talking about.

Eating right and working out, she's great at. Asgard is a planet of warriors and even if she's not a beefcake like Thor or some of the other women, she's still very physically fit. She has to be if she's gonna keep up on the field of battle. And her diet also reflects this, she knows her food groups and knows what she needs to eat. That being said, she will raid the cabinets at the Avengers compound for sweets, either because she's craving it or just to annoy Tony.

Her sleep schedule is... complicated. Olivia is the Goddess of Dreams, so when she sleeps she has to do her deific duty (please ignore the logicstic of time since I'm not entirely sure how that works either... something something Asgard's time works different than ours). This means basically going from person to person across the Nine Realms and more or less moderating dreams.

She doesn't create them since our brains do that themselves, but she can alter them and shape them from the Spirit Plane the Valkyries use to guide souls to Valhalla (she's become very well acquainted with them over the years). She does this while she sleeps, sure, but it's still taxing since her brain is still working in a semi-conscious state. It's not like she just never gets proper rest, I'd say it's more like she's asleep for eight hours but only maybe gets six hours worth of actual rest across those eight hours. Usually this means she sleeps in to compensate. She can go to bed at 10 PM, in theory she needs eight hours of rest, so instead of a 6 AM wake up, it's maybe a 8 or 9 AM wake up. It's later than most of the other Avengers.

Her dream walking is complicated, but basically her sleep schedule is very weird because sleeping is arguably like a softer version of clocking in for work.

As for taking care of her mental health... listen, she's either the most positive, happy person with the best quality of life or she's... how do I put this... only slightly better off than Marcus from Twilight (actually context considered that's actually a very valid parallel at certain points). It really depends on where in her timeline/what timeline she's in.

If we're pre 2011, she's doing great. Her mental health takes a dip during and especially after the events of the first Thor movie (because, you know, she thinks Loki fucking DIED). It's a steady low through 2012 and the Battle of New York, but it slowly gets back up to a high point after the events of Dark World (Loki survives in my version and gets to go be an Avenger on Earth, fun!) It goes to I'll say a steady medium during the events of Ragnarok... and then it fucking plummets after Infinity War and that five year gap. But after that gets resolved she's able to fully heal and settle down.

Olivia's operating on different settings in A Song of Stars and Magic since she's Morally Bankrupt. In general though it's not really great. Her mental instability is a large plot point (I based her personality partly on Season 3 Azula from A:tLA and made plenty of references as such) and like most people who got ultimate power like she and Loki did, she's constantly Paranoid about rebellious mindsets and dissent. She enjoys the power trip and one could argue that her having this level of control after the tumultuousness of what came prior is a huge mood booster, but in general she's taking care of herself, just not in any of the right ways.

Olivia in the TVA/Loki Series AU I'd place somewhere in the general middle. There's a lot going on, many existential crisises, and the general disembodiment that comes from being taken from your timeline because of Nexus Events... and trying to overthrow an all powerful time organization. But she's also having fun. Mobius is her friend as much as he is Loki's, she gets to hang out with (i.e. catch mutual feelings for) Sylvie, and she gets to travel through time and just be chaotic... I guess we'll see how that goes for her when season 2 comes out, but as of right now she's... well, neither she or Loki are doing too great...

🌌 - If your OC has a nightmare, what is it most likely about?

Well, again, interesting question since she's a dream deity and has the power to create and manipulate other people's nightmares (again, a great indirect way to show her character's potential duality). She can't manipulate her own, though.

You know, I just remembered how after Multiverse of Madness came out and they said our dreams are our windows to the Multiverse, I said Olivia's accidentally a being who has some degree of Multiversal power (I gave her this deification waaaay before that came out, it became an accidental consequence... I like to headcanon she would have been in the Illuminati with Reed Richards and Co because of this power... and in that reality she's married to Lady Loki).

I digress, though, Olivia and Dreams are a very complex topic.

As far as her nightmares, ones featuring Loki's deaths are extremely common. Either reliving them in vivid, sometimes even exaggerated detail, or her brain coming up with new, horrific ways he could die (I pity her other Variants in the Multiverse who had to actually experience those).

Being abandoned is another one, although not nearly as frequent. The Asgardian Royal Family took her in after her parents died because her mother was close with Frigga, but she sometimes fears they will abandon her, especially after Frigga dies since she and Odin are not anywhere near on the best of terms. Or even the Avengers sending her away for any number of reasons.

But actually, during the events of Age of Ultron, Wanda gives Olivia a vision that's like a nightmare. 2012 haunts her because she and Loki were on opposite sides but there were many times she contemplated or got close to turning cloak and just joining him in conquest (A Song of Stars and Magic is a somewhat unique case, but still a good thing to keep in mind).

Years later she wonders how things could have ended differently had she caved to her darker impulses. Wanda shows her a reality where Olivia slaughtered the other Avengers for Loki because she wasn't going to let them stand in her way of becoming his queen. It's a very dark vision, but I think it shows how her morality is something she contemplates a lot and how close she got with the team since then. She'd think about other endings back in the early days without much weight since she didn't know everyone as well, but after spending more time with them, one of her worst fears is hurting them.

It's interesting.

🕐 - Was there ever a time your OC would have given everything to turn back the clock 5 minutes? What happened?

Plenty of times. So many horrible things happened that could have been avoided if something simple had changed even one or two minutes prior, let alone five. Not letting Loki fall into the wormhole during the events of Thor 1, being quicker to maybe save Coulson from his "death" (Agents of SHIELD aside), just being a little faster to save Frigga before she died (or even just Olivia skipping finding her sword in her room in the first place so she could go help sooner), not letting Hela get to Asgard, not letting Loki face down Thanos.

And that's just in the main timeline! There are plenty of decisions Olivia makes in Time Variance Detected she wishes she could have rewound (ironically enough). Not causing her Nexus Event, being more upfront about her feelings for Sylvie, the entire situation with He Who Remains, among others.

For the fun of it, I know for a fact in A Song of Stars and Magic, Olivia wishes she could have rewound time to not be so arrogantly assured Maya's revolution would fail and get cocky... or even just being better defended against the backup Asgard provided. A long time ago I wrote an unpublished alternate ending where all that made a difference was Olivia just magically locking the fucking door to the throne room before quickly locking Maya up and mind controlling the other Avengers. That's literally what made all the difference, and that took less than five minutes for sure.

Basically any way you slice it, Olivia's made many many mistakes that could be changed with a five minute rewind, but unfortunately that's just not how life works.

Even if at some point you do work for the TVA.

[allie-leth]

You do realize that the comment you made, "identify out of the role of the oppressor" treats genders like a monolith, as if all are the same, the exact issue that was being mentioned here, right? I'm 5'5 demisexual, I'm about as much threat to someone in that sort of space as a fucking leaf. I'm not part of your hypothetical monolith, I get followed to my car by creepy men, I have to carry pepper spray to be ready to defend myself anytime I'm out at night. I'm FAR more likely to be assaulted than your average cis person, and I lack the physical prowess to do anything about it. I'm the one all my cis friends go to talk to because I make them feel safe in vulnerable conversations, I'm the one that people ask for help, the one people trust and feel safe with. But, yeah, totally the oppressor, right? Definitely not me facing the same shit you do while ALSO having to deal with people like you trying to make it even harder for me, right? Oh wait.

Do you not realize what you're doing, that you're simply punching down to the next group in the same way you were? You have this straw man idea of who we are, that were the devil in your head, predators, opportunitists, waiting to strike. But we aren't, we're just trying to fucking survive. Every day. Every trans friend I have IRL has been sexually assaulted, they all have to carry protection because every single one of them has dealt with assault. You act like we're the monsters, but you're the one trying to punch down, to continue the fucking cycle of oppression to the next group, not us.

I have fought for my rights and I have fought for the rights of women, because it's the right thing to do. Because it's what should happen. I will fight for your reproductive rights every time, I will fight on your side every single time there is something raised to further hurt women, even ss you shit on me, and people like me, for having the audacity to try to survive and be able to live normal lives. I will do it because it's the right thing to do, I will do it because I love my friends, family, sisters, I will do it because I don't want anyone to experience pain, and I never want people to feel like I've felt. Can you say the same for me or am I just another monster in your eyes, another predator.

I don't even agree with the op, I don't actually think our society is ready for gender neutral everything, but I think part of that reason we are so far away is the monolithic thinking from people like you. People who are so convinced that all men are the image you think they are, and how that serves to reinforce the idea and enable systems that create more problems

It's disgusting. Yet, still, I will do everything I can to be at the next woman's march, I will vote against every single bill that negatively impacts cis women but wouldn't impact me. I will fight on your side, even as you spit on me, because you deserve rights, you deserve happiness, you deserve to be treated fairly, because it's the right fucking thing to do.

the idea that restrooms, locker rooms, etc need to be single-sex spaces in order for women to be safe is patriarchy's way of signalling to men & boys that society doesn't expect them to behave themselves around women. it is directly antifeminist. it would be antifeminist even if trans people did not exist. a feminist society would demand that women should be safe in all spaces even when there are men there.

[heatherhusonpro]

The Great Facade Swap: When Digits Play Dress-Up

In an age where pixels masquerade as reality, a curious pastime has emerged from the digital ether: the swapping of visages. Enter the stage, the Face Swapper—a tool as enigmatic as it is empowering. In thistheatre of bits and bytes, PPnude AI Face Swap online free tool holds court, crafting a silently spectacular sideshow of swapped mugshots.

Have you ever ogled at a photo and whispered, "What if?" Well, my dear voyeur of the virtual realm, wonder no more. PPnude grants you the digital alchemy to transform any face into any other, like a conjurer of the 21st century. But let's not mince words—this isn't about genuine change, it's about the grand illusion, a sleight of pixel, an exchange so seamless it makes the Mona Lisa reconsider her poker face.

Imagine, for a moment, a world where your own face is but a costume to be shed and donned at will. A mask, not of paper or cloth, but of ones and zeroes. The Face Swapper doesn't just give you new skin—it gifts you a new persona. And with PPnude, you're not just swapping faces; you're swapping souls, the digital kind, of course.

But let's be real—this isn't all highbrow artistry. It's also the playground of the cheeky and the mischievous. We're not talking mere Photoshop mischief here; this is deepfake dummy-dealing at its finest. With the NSFW mode toggled, you can indulge in theNaughty, the risqué, the "Did-I-really-just-do-that?" moments. It's like the digital equivalent of a practical joke, but without the cleanup.

Yet, beneath this cloak of comicality and subterfuge lies a truth: we're all just faces in the crowd, yearning for a change, if only for a moment. PPnude's AI Face Swap tool is not just about the swap—it's about the Why. Why do we want to see ourselves as someone else? What is it about the mask that makes us feel alive, even if it's just a pixels-wide facade?

It's a curious thing, this business of face-swapping. It's equal parts narcissism and escapism. We look into the mirror, then we look into the screen, and we see... someone else. Is it a form of self-discovery, or just plain old fun? Who knows? But one thing's for sure, the Face Swapper holds up a mirror to our desire for change, and PPnude just happens to be the looking glass.

So, as you sit there, toying with the digital doppelgangers of your friends and foes, ask yourself—what does it say about you? Are you the sort to revel in the metamorphosis, to celebrate the ability to wear another's visage like a suit of clothes? Or does it unsettle you, this thought of identity as malleable as a child's playdough?

The beauty of PPnude's AI Face Swap tool is not just in its technical prowess, but in its provocations. It raises questions about identity, privacy, and the nature of self in a world where the digital and the physical blur into indistinction. And if you're feeling particularly brave, there's always that NSFW mode, reminding you that sometimes, even our faces aren't safe from the whimsy of technology.

In the end, the Face Swapper is a tool, a mirror, a provocateur. PPnude is the stage, the canvas, the facilitator of this peculiar dance of identities. So, step into the spotlight, swap your face, and think about the question: in a world where we can be anyone, who will we choose to be?

[fildenaprofessional]

Malegra FXT Plus: Embracing Open Conversations About Men's Sexual Health

Men's sexual health is an essential topic, but it's often shrouded in silence, hidden behind uncomfortable whispers and secret concerns. It's high time we break free from these shackles and embrace open conversations about men's sexual health. No more taboos, no more stigma. Let's talk about it openly, honestly, and with the aim of finding effective solutions. One such solution that's making waves is Malegra FXT Plus, and in this article, we'll dive deep into the world of men's sexual health, the challenges men face, and how Malegra FXT Plus is paving the way for a brighter, more confident future.

Understanding Men's Sexual Health

Men's sexual health is a multifaceted aspect of overall well-being. From common issues like erectile dysfunction (ED) to more complex factors, such as psychological stressors, it's crucial to comprehend the interplay of various elements that impact a man's sexual experience. For many, these issues can feel like daunting mountains to climb, leading to frustration and sometimes even relationship strains. We're here to shed light on these challenges and offer a supportive hand.

The Impact of Stress and Lifestyle

In today's fast-paced world, stress has become an unwelcome companion for many men. The demands of work, family, and life, in general, can take a toll on both physical and mental health. Guess what? Stress doesn't just affect the mind; it has a significant impact down there too. It can be a major contributor to sexual health issues. But don't worry, you're not alone in this battle. There are steps you can take to manage stress and regain control of your sexual health.

Malegra FXT Plus: A Comprehensive Solution

Now, let's talk about the game-changer – Malegra FXT Plus. This is not just another product; it's a comprehensive solution designed to address a range of men's sexual health issues. From the physical to the psychological, Malegra FXT Plus has your back. It's like a versatile tool in your toolbox, ready to help you reclaim your confidence and enhance your intimate experiences.

The Science Behind Malegra FXT Plus

So, what's the secret sauce? Malegra FXT Plus combines the power of two active ingredients – Sildenafil Citrate and Fluoxetine. Sildenafil Citrate is renowned for its prowess in treating ED, while Fluoxetine helps combat another common issue faced by men: premature ejaculation. It's like a dynamic duo, working together to provide a holistic solution. It's not just about improving your ability to perform; it's about boosting your overall sexual satisfaction.

Safety and Effectiveness

Naturally, when it comes to something as intimate as sexual health, safety is a paramount concern. You'll be glad to know that Malegra FXT Plus is backed by extensive research and clinical studies. This isn't a fly-by-night remedy; it's a product that has been rigorously tested for both safety and effectiveness. But remember, it's essential to consult with healthcare professionals before starting any new treatment. Your health matters, and professional guidance is crucial.

Breaking the Silence: Open Conversations

Enough with the hush-hush approach. Malegra FXT Plus 160 mg time to break the silence surrounding men's sexual health. By keeping these issues in the shadows, we do a disservice to ourselves and our relationships. The more we talk about it, the more we learn, and the more we can support one another. It's not just about men; it's about the partners, too. When we communicate openly, we create a stronger foundation for intimacy and understanding.

Addressing Partners and Communication

Let's face it; relationships thrive on open communication. If you're facing sexual health challenges, it's essential to share this with your partner. They're in this journey with you, and by involving them, you'll find understanding and support. Partners play a vital role in this process, and a strong partnership can be a powerful tool in overcoming these challenges.

Dispelling Myths and Misconceptions

The world of sexual health is rife with myths and misconceptions. We've all heard the stories passed around, but it's time to set the record straight. Misinformation can lead to unnecessary worries and delays in seeking the help you need. Knowledge is power, and in this age of information, it's essential to rely on credible sources for accurate information.

Overcoming Stigma and Misinformation

Society has placed unfair stigma on men's sexual health issues, making it challenging to seek help. We're here to say that there's nothing to be ashamed of. It's okay to face these challenges, and it's okay to seek solutions. By breaking free from the stigma, we take the first step towards a healthier, more fulfilling life.

Seeking Professional Guidance

While Malegra FXT Plus is a fantastic option, it's essential to remember that professional guidance is crucial. Consult with healthcare providers who can assess your unique situation and provide personalized advice. Your health and safety should always come first, and a healthcare professional can help navigate the best path for you.

Empowering Men for Better Sexual Health

We're all about empowerment. It's not just about the solutions; it's about equipping men with the knowledge and tools to take control of their sexual health. From maintaining a healthy lifestyle to seeking timely help, there are steps you can take to enhance your overall sexual well-being.

Promoting Self-Care and Healthy Lifestyle

Your lifestyle choices play a significant role in your sexual health. Regular exercise, a balanced diet, and managing stress can go a long way in improving your overall well-being. Remember, Sildenafil healthy body often leads to a healthy mind, and a healthy mind can translate to better intimate experiences.

Creating a Supportive Environment

We're all in this together. By creating a supportive environment where men can openly discuss their sexual health, we break down barriers and ensure that no one feels isolated. Whether it's among friends, within communities, or on platforms like this, we encourage everyone to lend a compassionate ear and provide the support that's needed.

Conclusion

So, here's the bottom line. Men's sexual health is a vital aspect of overall well-being, and it's time we start embracing open conversations about it. Malegra FXT Plus is a comprehensive solution that's changing lives, but it's just one piece of the puzzle. By breaking the silence, dispelling myths, seeking professional guidance, and empowering one another, we can all work towards a brighter, more confident future. Let's talk openly, let's support one another, and let's take control of our sexual health journey.

[finniestoncrane]

do you think you could you write "pretending to be a couple" with some various pining riddlers?

thank you kindly for fueling my batman villain addiction <333

Pretend Couple

Riddler x GN!Reader, five little ficlets all around 500 words each lmao thank YOU for enabling me you precious angel! i hope i got enough pining in for you! this is so good so i wrote one for each of my riddlers!! was that a lot?? maybe but i couldn't stop myself so enjoy a lot of lil ficlets ;-;💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: kissing, groping, taking advantage, pet names

Arkham!Riddler: Visiting Hours

"I'm just very sick of Harvey getting visits constantly, when no one is here to see me, Edward Nigma! How is that possible? Even Crane has had people in to visit him!" Unimpressed with the somehow indestructible levels of narcissism that Ed displayed, you rolled your eyes and sighed. "Uh huh...so you thought 'I'll make up a pretend partner'?" "Yes...rather genius, isn't it?" He smirked at you, eyebrows raised, patiently awaiting your praise, which never came. "And you picked...me?" "Well, picked is a strong word. I was simply left with you when the other options declined." "Ok, goodbye, Ed!" You stood up, taking a few steps away. "Wait! I'm sorry. That was rude of me, my dear friend. Truth be told I've always had an idea that maybe we could have been more than pretend partners at some point." "I thought you were smart, Eddie?" You smirked at him, and he grinned back at you, ever the fan of the playful teasing you shared, bordering on flirting. "Truthfully, being inside is getting to me more than it usually does. You know me, I am, truthfully, the alpha in every situation, but recently I've felt rather...neglected." You sympathised with Ed's need for attention and affection. It couldn't be easy for him. You reached a hand out to hold his, placing your palm on top of the back of his and soothing him wtih your touch. "I don't want the others to think my prowess and skills end at the intellectual. I think you'll find that I am a deeply and versatilely skilled man physically too." "Gosh, Ed." You leaned in closer to him, aware that several other inmates were watching your interaction, resigning yourself to at least trying to be there for him. You spoke loudly, confidently, and with an air of playfulness about you. "I'll have to come back for conjugal then." Ed blushed, his cheeks turning crimson immediately before he managed to give you a crooked and embarrassed smile in return.

Dano!Riddler: Office Party

He looked apologetic from the moment he had shown up at your apartment to pick you up. You had counted eight times from that moment until now, when you were about to walk into the venue, that he had asked you if you were sure you didn't want to just go home. "You're just here to look normal so that I can look normal too. You don't have to do anything, nothing that makes you uncomfortable. And you don't need to talk to anyone either. And if you want to leave at any point just let me know because-" "Eddie, come on! We'll have a nice time. As far as we are concerned, we're just two friends having a nice time together. And, granted it was rather silly to tell them you had a long-term partner, I'm sure we'll pass well enough." You grabbed his arm and pulled him inside, several people turning to look at you both as you entered. "Wow...they really are surprised that you could convince someone to be with you." You whispered it into his ear, leaning onto him affectionately. "What is it you've done at this office to make them think that, and should I be concerned?" You teased him, pinching his side and making him crumple in on himself before heading to get drinks for you both at the bar table. Eddie watched you, trying to hide the longing in his eyes from you. There you were though, pretending to be his partner, garnering looks of approval and, he could swear it, jealousy from the co-workers who either ignored his existence or outright hated him for being in their presence. You were the only person he had ever come across who had been bold and willing enough to push past his cold, shy exterior. You had warmed him, and he had fallen hopelessly in love with you. Several people stood by you, and you had them all laughing. It never took you long to be the shining light of any room, and Eddie loved that about you. As he stared, trying to picture a world where someone like you might genuinely consider being with him, you caught his eye. Smiling and waving, motioning for him to join your new friends, you blew a little kiss at him too, his heart fluttering as though he could feel it physically reach him. And as he joined you, standing slightly behind you, proudly and silently, you took your hand in his and had him wishing he was brave enough to ask you on a date and feel this happy and normal permanently.

Gotham!Riddler: Bold and Brave

You noticed when he came into the library, you always did. Every time Ed was in, he always made a point of saying 'hello' and 'goodbye' to you, an awkward but oddly charming, and heart meltingly sweet, smile accompanying it. He was so tall and striking, exactly your type. And you were sure on more than once occasion that he was trying to ask you out. But he had stammered, nerves getting the better of him, and had left quickly. And your shy demeanour and inability to speak up for yourself was, to say the least, detrimental to your plans to finally ask him out and do the hard work yourself. After noting which aisle of books he was going down, you counted to one hundred and then got up to make your way down the adjacent aisle, hoping to just be near him. You could hear voices, and resisting the urge to shush them, you listened in. "So what are you doing in here, Nygma? You staring at the librarian again?" Just a half hour before he had arrived, several police officers had come in to take a look at the archive, which had been broken into an burgled the day before. They were standing before Ed, clumped in a group. "Just ask her out Nygma, we've all heard you talking about her. You too shy? Maybe you could tell her one of your dumb riddles, that might get her wet, you never know! She could be a freak just like you!" As much as their words were cruel, it was nice to know that Ed's infatuation with you burned as strongly as yours did for him. "How about I go ask her out? Show her what a real man feels like? Then you can take a turn at my scraps, huh Ed?" They were laughing, cruelly. Your stomach knotted at the idea of him experiencing any sort of humiliation and before you knew it you had rounded the corner and were walking into the aisle, approaching him from behind as the cops hushed their laughter and pointed at you. Their faces dropped though, as you walked in front of Ed, put your arms around his neck dramatically, and kissed him hard, only pulling away after what was likely thirty seconds but felt like a blissful eternity. "There you are, sweetheart! I was looking for you when you came in. You must have slipped by me." You turned to face the cops, who stood slack-jawed and irritated. "Imagine him, being so busy he forgot to come and say hi to his girlfriend!" Ed smiled wide, beaming as the officers walked past you both silently and into the archive to finish doing their job. Stammering, desperate to find the words to say to you, Ed stood open mouthed. Feeling a lot less nervous than you ever had before, you spoke up. "You could take me to dinner, Ed. As a thank you?" He nodded silently, writing down a time and place for you on a scrap of paper.

Capullo!Riddler: A Ruse

"So you tricked me? There's no party?" "Not exactly, no." "I don't know why I was so stupid? I mean why would you, famed sleazebag bachelor Eddie Nygma, need a pretend date for one of your stupid friend's parties?" "Maybe you wanted to believe the lie?" He smirked at you, the same smile that made you want to punch his lights out on an almost daily basis, if not hourly. You weren't even going to give him the satisfaction of reacting, turning away with your face neutral, only stopping when he grabbed your arm. "No no no no, wait, just wait!" You turned back to him, arms folded. "Well? I'm waiting." "I just didn't think-" "As usual!" You turned again, making it four steps closer to the door before he had rushed around you and was standing between you and the exit. "Let me finish. I didn't think you would come somewhere with me if there wasn't a reason to, unless you were getting something out of it." "Those three days of silence you promised are priceless." "See! Quid pro quo!" "So you bribed me, tried to get me to pretend to be your girlfriend, had me feeling sorry for you. Just to get me somewhere alone?" "Well, it's a date...isn't it?" "Not if I'm being given something to go on it!" "Erm...think of yourself as like my escort for the night." "Try again, Eddie." You went to walk past him, but he held your arms, looking down at you, a look of unnatural and unfamiliar sincerity crossing his brows. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just...think we might have fun. If you can push past this?" "Push past what? Everything about this whole situation and about you as a person?" "Yeah, seems easy enough." He smiled and you rolled your eyes back at him, caught off guard when he wrapped an arm around your back, pulling you in to kiss him. With your hands out by your side, the started moving up in a bid to push him back, but instead you found your palms lightly landing on his suit jacket lapels, clinging to them and using them to pull him closer to you, deepening the kiss. When neither of you could breathe you both stepped back, tiny gasps passing between you. "Ha. I knew you liked me!" "You owe me four days of silence now." "Hmm...what can I get for a week?"

YoungJustice!Riddler: Family Issues

He stopped, knuckles raised at the front door, pausing to turn to you. "Ok, this will be fine right?" "Boy, your family really did a number on you, huh?" He let out a tiny laugh, trying to mask the terror in his voice, but the squeaking gave it away. “Look, it’s fine!” You took his arm in yours, smiling at him and nodding slowly, waiting till he started nodding with you before slapping his arm with your free hand. “I’ll be a great pretend girlfriend, no awkward questions about why you don’t have one yet, and then the only thing they can get on at you for is-” “-is the million other disappointments I bring to them, right.” “Right. Great!” Once inside, his mood was no better. There was a tense smile plastered onto his face, far too much of a grimace to pass as anything else, but either his family didn’t notice or they chose to ignore it. Every passive aggressive comment was met by your perpetually upbeat praise for him, and they commented on everything from the mundane to the deeply personal. “Eddie’s intelligence goes far beyond just science and maths.” “He makes an amazing eggplant parm.” “On the weekends we volunteer together!” “So far, he’s successfully executed five plans, with no help at all from me.” “I love his tooth gap, I think it’s cute.” “The colour green really suits him though, don’t you think?” “He’s so thoughtful, just yesterday he gave me this necklace!” Everything they hit him with, you were there to step in when he stuttered over his anxiety, stress at being questioned for every life choice he made rendering him almost speechless. After an intense hour, your sympathy for Eddie only increasing immensely by the minute, you were seated for dinner. The conversation all but mellowed out after the solid hour of deeply hurtful comments that you had batted back with such effort it truly felt like you were physically hurling them back across the coffee table at the kind of judgemental people who could raise someone so emotionally troubled as Eddie. You were allowed to think it, he was your best friend. His flaws were what you liked about him, they weren’t something to nitpick at or criticise. He was who he was. And as though he could sense that you were thinking about him, and the ordeal he’d already been through so far today, Eddie’s hand dropped below the table, nudging against yours. Without looking his way, not wanting to make a scene, you grabbed onto it firmly, squeezing it three times in quick succession. While his family were busy complaining about the way the soup tasted, he leaned to the side gently and whispered to you. “Thank you. Really.” You turned to him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “You owe me.” You smiled and winked, turning back to your bowl as he blushed into the glass he took a drink from, gulping heavily.

[sherbovania]

🚨 coolest lore post yet 🚨

SHADOW WIZARD MONEY GANG WE LOVE CASTING SPELLS. WE'RE TALKING ABOUT SAMI LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOO

she honestly needs no introduction at this point but for the poor unfortunate souls who are just now hearing about her: this is sami (full name samidare), a carnivorous succubus who works very closely with the queen of harlots in her pursuit of bloodshed and takes care of her paperwork in the daytime. she's...quirked up you might say.

if you're unfamiliar she needs to eat flesh and blood to survive. oops (more on that here)

she's been around for just about as long as desire, and the two met before the advent of demonic scholars and timekeeping so we don't have any exact dates from before then. sami is her equal socially and in physical prowess, so perhaps that’s why they instantly took a liking to one another. that and they love bloodshed teehee ^_^ sami is a little less calculated in her approach than desire is but also considers violence an art form. she’s also dedicated to her work and loves logic puzzles you’ll find a ton of those on her desk

made immortal for the queen’s selfish whims, they have been made inseparable by circumstance and by choice. she has already long outlived others of her kind, the only person she knows will stick around is the queen obviously. they were forcibly bonded once the first apocalypse shook hell, with sami losing her last living relatives and desire having her family abandon her amidst the destruction to save themselves. left alone in a flooded and decaying wasteland for days, they had only themselves to rely on to stay alive. quite romantic innit

they spent their time post-reconstruction doing what warlords do i suppose; fighting separate battles and slaughtering in parallel, cleaning up and telling each other their tales at dinner. they got romantically involved with one another, sort of the logical next step; so intertwined in one another’s lives that leaving would be a fate worse than death.

one day desire just...woke up with the self-awareness that she was a fucking awful person. sami was willing to sacrifice a lot of her own desires to help her in getting better, but after a hundred years or so it was apparent that she didn’t want to change. she never wanted to. she wanted to masquerade as someone who knew better, someone who absolved themself of their previous sins. she gave up trying to help and instead tried convincing desire to stop lying to herself, and has been doing that ever since.

erm like and subscribe and i’ll tell you all why the angels are sentient

[wordsturnintostories]

we're pack, moonchild.

Seokjin | Yoongi | Hoseok | Namjoon | Jimin | Taehyung | Jungkook

Masterlist

Summary: Jungkook is something else entirely, an open secret but a mystery nonetheless. [a drabble in which you go to the same school with the Bangtan gang and are tiring to figure out if that’s what they really are. a gang? or a pack?] Word Count: +1k Note: Um. He’s so cute. shoutout to @xmagicxshopx. you’re super cute too. There’s one particular scene (wolf behavior) that I hope isn’t too weird.

Gif not mine, credits to the owner.

Jungkook is something else entirely, an open secret but a mystery nonetheless. He’s originally been the transfer student, the special, chosen, anointed one, as it goes for transfer students. To you, he’s your partner in Social Studies, both of you sitting in the last row with sleepy gazes. Victims of the system that preys on the shy and bows to the talkative. His big brown eyes tell you Jungkook has no idea what the teacher is talking about. You save him by lending him the course book plus your notes. (Which you actually haven’t gotten back since then, now that you think about it.)

Later, in PE, he kindly partners with you, not offering words but physical prowess. For the first time, you win the volleyball session’s training matches. It feels good to share the friendly fist bump with him. The quiet grin on his face tells you he’s having fun too. And while that’s all pretty normal stuff, shy Jungkook is owned by the Bangtan gang the next day. Jimin and Seokjin hang all over Jungkook, reading every wish off his wordless lips, drawing countless bunny smiles onto them. He looks good among these hyungs, that’s where you unite with the general opinion, but he’d still look better with you in the last row during class, dozing off and passing comments about the teacher’s funny gestures and off word choices. However, he still sits next to you during lunch and that’s good enough for you. He’s a silent rock in the foaming sea, a soft minute of breath during a session of track.

As soon as Bangtan has his fingers on the boy, you watch him make a developmental jump of years in a few months. Before you know it, Jungkook talks almost as much as Taehyung, although only to his hyungs. It’s visible that it’s the gang’s influence that opens him up, prepares him for the world. As he grows, you watch him learn to keep his head up with boldness, with confidence. His eyes strike a chord within you. You hold the two images of him against your inner eye constantly, paying spot the differences continuously as the shy boy grows into a more mature version of himself. And to see that awakens an old ache inside of you, somehow. The ache to find a family, a tribe. Someone to guard and share every part of you. To be home.

Having this distant-close relationship of slow gazes and timid smiles reminds you of time. Reminds you of how time passes. Of how time sometimes plays in your favor and sometimes doesn’t. It’s on a sunny day in spring that you find Jungkook taking the spot beside you on the lush grass of the school’s park.

“Hey,” he says, a little shy but obviously with fresh courage. This moment is special somehow because the gang is not around and Jungkook is talking to you.

“Where are your buddies?” you say because you don’t want to seem disappointed by how they’d taken the raven-haired transfer away from you. He just nods in the direction of the basketball courts and the gym.

“So why are you here?” “Cause it’s quiet here.” And that’s good. Quiet is something you appreciate as well, inside and outside of rooms. It’s why you’re personally grateful to whoever built the library, the bookstore cafe, and this park. So you just revel in the gentle breeze that pushes the sun’s heat away when it becomes too much to bear comfortably. You revel in the fact that you’ve got a free period and that you’ve finished all your assignments yesterday. You revel in the fact that Jungkook spends time next to you although he doesn’t have to, and that he’s so easy to be around that he doesn’t make the silence awkward.

Your time together feels good, to your body, to your soul and your spirit. Maybe it’s the happy chatter of the hyungs or maybe it’s the strange chill creeping up your body that has you open your eyes in uncertainty. You must’ve fallen asleep because the sun is almost gone by now. With shock in your heart, you turn around. You’re not sure what you’re seeing but the only way to explain it is pack behavior. Everyone is there. The whole Bangtan gang is there, chattering in a chill way on picnic blankets, surrounded by food and even a warm chain of lights. You see Jimin and Yoongi, Seokjin and Hoseok, even Taehyung. They haven’t noticed you’ve woken up, or maybe they have and just don’t care, but there’s still enough food for you and someone has put a soft blanket over your sleeping body.

When there’s a soft sigh coming from your other side, you turn back around to find you’d completely overlooked Namjoon and Jungkook. The position they’re in is the weirdest thing you’ve ever seen, and never read of, but somehow, it feels like comfort. Jungkook is leaning against Namjoon’s chest, looking all blissed out while he’s got the elder nibbling on his bare neck. For a second, it looks like Namjoon is biting him. As if that’s not strange enough already, Jungkook sighs, even making a purring noise you’ve never heard come out of but it’s such a soft-looking action and then, Namjoon is gently licking the spot, so it might just be wolf behavior. You’re not sure if that’s intimate or if you should blush or turn away so you just stay still. What you know is that Namjoon looks mighty purposeful while he’s doing it and Jungkook seems to like it.

After Namjoon is done, Jungkook happily jumps back to the others. Before you can think anything, Namjoon’s hand meets your shoulder.

“You’re awake, yeah? Have some food.” It’s a peaceful evening, as you sit with the Bangtan gang, sharing their outstanding food and listening to the conversations. A couple of times, Jungkook sends you a sweet smile and even asks whether you need anything.

The feeling of home returns when you stand with the wolves. They watch you and you watch them. There’s one big wolf who you think must be Seokjin, matching his height. However, the timbre of his voice inside your head turns everything around. Jungkook. He might be the youngest, but his wolf is a declaration, a promise about his future. It’s a strong wolf that still has to learn what it is capable of. As if he himself hasn’t grasped the concept of his appearance yet, another wolf nudges him forward, into your side. Slowly, he makes his way over to your hands, to your gentle welcome back. Inside the strong wolf is Jungkook, honey-voiced and sincere, a respected Alpha in the making.

“I’m glad you’re here. Thank you for taking care of me that first day and ever since, noona.”

Thanks for reading! :)

Masterlist | moodboard masterlist

taglist: @xmagicxshopx, @jiminnies-baby, @inappropriatepirate

Seokjin |Yoongi | Hoseok | Namjoon | Jimin | Taehyung | Jungkook