#but I'm not talking about it as much as I want to 1. because I haven't finished so I'm not looking in the tags

[hyperfixiation-station]

Behind Enemy Lines Pt.1

CW: Torture, Canon-typical violence, talk of derealization, disassociation Summary: You were a friendly medic, captured years ago and held prisoner, forced to do do the bidding of your captors. Years later, a man by the name of Ghost is dragged in and changes the trajectory of your life. A/N: I had severe ADHD, and i am unmedicated rn, and it makes it really hard to work on things unless I get the hyperfocused drive for it, so I'm sorry I'm so bad at making the other parts to my fics. Know that I will never abandon them. it just might take me a while. idea part 2

You fought back, at first. Way back when you first got captured, taken from your base camp and dragged through miles and miles of harsh terrain, blindfolded and bound. A medic you were, yes. But your team had trained you with the best of them. You spent the whole time trying to escape, kicking and screaming until they bound your legs and gagged you. You spent the first month of captivity refusing to talk to them, hissing and spitting and pretending their punches didn’t hurt. But it didn't take you long to realize it was better to cooperate, or to at least be civil. Civility got you less broken bones, less pain, more rations, more sleep. Cooperation didn’t come till later, when you finally realized your team wasn't coming for youthey were dead but you didn't know that.

Surprisingly, the whole mouth-getting-sewn-shut didn't happen till a couple years in... they were torturing someone, a man who said he had kids and a wife at home, whose only wish was that they left something recognizable of him so they could get some closure. You begged them to stop. Begged them to stop when his wounds became too numerous to count, too much for you to handle. Begged because you started to care for him as he told you about his son and daughter, how they want him home for Christmas(You didn't have the heart to tell him Christmas was 6 days ago) Told them that he would die no matter what you did if they continued. Well, they didn't stop, and he did die... and you found yourself ringing in the new year by being strapped to a table.

“We warned you to stop talking with him.” They said as they clamped the metal shut over your forehead and chin, holding you in place. “We told you to not get attached, but since you can’t seem to do it on your own, we’ll help you.” The feeding tube came 2 weeks later, shoved up your nose when they realized you were starving...they couldn't lose their favorite medic of course.

You stopped paying attention to the passage of time after that, spent most of your days drifting in and out of reality, moving through the motions with a practiced ease. And it would have remained that way, if it wasn’t for a man in a skull mask with a team- a family- looking for him. 

Your first introduction to him ended up with you getting a broken nose. Per usual, you were shoved into the cell, medical kit in hand, ready to fix up whatever damage your captors had done the their poor prisoner.

The mask he had been wearing when you saw him dragged in was gone, and he had a gash that went all the way through his cheek that would need stitching up. You pull out your equipment, moving slowly towards his bleeding face. 

he headbutted you the moment you got close enough for him to reach, and the crunch of bone and the gush of warm blood followed, not that you noticed. You were still in that dreamlike state, not quite tether to reality in the way you should be. You barely noticed when they tranqued him, and the only reason you didn't finish his stitches is because you passed out too(it’s hard to breathe through a bloody, broken nose)

The next time you approach more carefully, but he’s no trouble. Mostly because they left him completely strapped to the table this time. Today was a rare day, a time when you  could actually feel your feet on the ground rather than just see them. You feel bad as you wipe him down, your eyes flicking over the myriad of scars on his body. What’s one more you think to yourself as you get to work stitching a stab wound to his thigh. Just barely missed the artery here…that could have been bad news. Okay tie it off and- there we go. I think the only other thing that need to- oh, is he…talking to me? I should probably pay attention to that.

“-here?” His voice is gravely, though you suppose yours would be too after being tortured. He stares at you expectantly, and you shrug. You don’t know what he said, and even if you did, you couldn’t answer. You just move to his wrist, snapping the bone back in place. He inhales sharply, but doesn’t make an actual sound, which surprises you. But you don’t dwell on it, wrapping a bandage around his arm and moving to exit the room. 

“Y’ no’ g’nna lemme off?” His voice sounds, “they said y’ would.” You spin around, staring at him. You're not stupid. And even if your…bosses had said that, you still wouldn’t do it. Being trapped in a room with a man who is at least a foot taller than you and looks like he could kill a man with his glare? No thank you. 

You take a step back, heading towards the door. The man lets out a sound you would barely qualify as a laugh. “Sm’rt then.” He says to himself, “No’ gonna be that easy.” 

The next time you go in, you can't help but wonder what they want from this man. By now they usually would have killed him off. Oh well, not your job to wonder. You clean him up, splinting the fingers they had broke when he talks to you again.

"why don't y' let me die?" He says, voice just as gravely as before, "Put me outa m' misery?" You don't respond, just keep taping his hand. IT's something you ad asked yourself, right at the beginning. It would be kinder for you to just let your patients die. But you couldn't do it. Partially because you were punished anytime someone died before your captors wanted them to, but also because you were a medic. YOu were there to heal. You couldn't stomach letting someone die by your hand.

"Answer me!" The man snarls, bringing you back to the present, "For god's sake y' never talk, fuckin' mute." You don't respond, of course. Just finish your task and leave him to his thoughts.

He’s angrier after that time, you’ve noticed. The few times you're actually present, he’s fighting you. Usually not with words, but he bucks and doesn’t hold still. He’s tried to grab your medical supplies countless times, and one time you actually had to be pulled out because he jerked his arm while you were stitching him and somehow managed to drive the needle into your own hand. The few times he does actually yell at you, you’re usually not paying attention. You can catch words like “Dishonorable”  and “Disgraceful”. You aren’t entirely sure of the context of the words, but you can guess. You’ve treated enough prisoners who think that you are the world's worst human being, a blight to the medical field, to guess what he's trying to tell you. 

It's funny though, this man so full of hate. Because, for the first time in goodness knows how long, your feet are on the ground, and your head is level. Something about this man, his angry, uncrushed demeanor, even after weeks of torture, stirs emotion in you that you can’t quite identify. And maybe you should be grateful, thankful your head is on right, but you're not. You so desperately want to go back to that place of apathy and detachment, where your emotions weren’t so strong, were the pains of mishealed bones and poorly healed scars didn’t plague your waking moments. 

Or maybe it wasn’t the man- The Ghost, as you found out he was called. Maybe it was the fact that something in the air had changed. The air was electric, charged with tension so thick you could feel it even alone in your cot. They were watching you, you could tell. Could feel their eyes tracking your movements in a way they hadn’t since first giving you freedom to move around. 

You're not sure why. It’s not like you have anyone to go home to. You were an only child, and your parents had died long before you reached 18. All you had was your team, a team that had seemingly abandoned you. So why would you leave? There was nowhere to go. And yet they watched you. Was it because you were becoming more aware, more grounded then you had been in a long while? Was it the man, Ghost, who had them on edge? 

The answer came two days later. You were in Ghost's cell again, desperately packing gauze into a gaping hole on his side. You don’t know what had happened, but for the first time in years you were dragged from your cell, your captors muttering under their breath in a language you still didn’t understand as they thrust you into his cell. Blood was everywhere. Your best guess was that Ghost had been struggling and an instrument had slipped and gouged out a hole in his side. So here you are, packing gauze into the wound as you try to figure out what to do to keep him alive with your rudimentary supplies. 

You pack another piece of gauze in just as the door goes flying open. Men, dressed in black, wearing the same mask Ghost was, come bursting in. 

“Get back!” The one in the front yells at you, gun pointed in your face. You shake your head, hands pressed against Ghost’s wound. 

“Now!” You make a protesting noise, trying to gesture with your chin. The man looks down, eyes widening. 

“Aw shit- are you the medic?” You nod almost desperately. The man looks at you again, staring at your hands. They are shaking, pressed against the wound as you try to keep Ghost from bleeding out. 

“Fix him.” The man snaps. You shake your head and look up at the man, trying to communicate that you need more supplies. 

“Use your words.” The man gabs the gun at you, indicating he wants you to get on with it. You stomp your foot, shaking your head again. 

“What, what's that supposed..…you can’t speak, can you?” You nod, glad he finally got it. The man groans, lowering his gun.

“You’re coming with us, but you make one wrong move, and I mean one, I will put a bullet through your brain before you can even speak. Got it?” He gestures to the other two men with him, and together you lift Ghost up, carrying him out to safety.

A/N- anyways, here's part one. Sorry if it disappoints anyone

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[ashofteh]

... there's a chance that a lesbian ...

62% statistic doesn't hold much weight when all but 1 of the categories it's pulling from are based fringe exception cases to one's usual sexual behavior.

sure, but we were talking about a chance, and clearly there is a chance. sure not a guarantee or perhaps not anything regular but a chance none the less.

I didn't write on hermeneutical injustice because I didn't oppose that part of your post. you're right, we need words to describe things so we can discuss them and organise around certain issues which is absolutely important when fighting oppression. and in my country "woman who likes women but not men" is how the word lesbian is used, so yeah "assuming that means they aren't interested in men at all is the right thing to do" makes sense in that context, but not in western context of sexuality is complex and anyone identifying as any sexuality is valid. (as seen here)

what you want (category of woman who likes women but not men) means excluding lesbians who like both (or aren't women) from that category and if you want that word to actually mean that, then the people who don't fit the definition can't identify as it. which would imply that yeah their id is invalid, based on your post I'm guessing that's not something you want to do. basically how do you think you can make sure we have a word (any word not just lesbian) that means something specific without gatekeeping and being exclusionary?

Just to be very, very clear: this blog supports trans women. This is not asking about genital preference, nor whether you would have sex with a trans person, nor if you're "really" a lesbian based on your answer. Sexuality is complex and there are countless reasons a person might choose to have sex with someone else.

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[simpurnatural]

"Flustered" || Short-Fiction

XO, Kitty - Min Ho Moon x Fem!Reader

Note from Nat: "Back to back Min Ho fics??? Didn't expect to get so much positive feedback. Thanks for going easy on ya girl, I'm still a bit rusty! Enjoy and make sure to wipe that drool off your face babe!"

Warning(s): Spoilers for "XO, Kitty" seasons 1 & 2, A little bit of Smut, Language, Sorta Proofread

As the fall semester came to an end, with everyone not wanting to part ways even for a just a month, Min Ho decides to invite the entire friend group for a winter getaway.

“Where’s Y/n?” Asked Dae which made everyone’s heads turn before the sound of snow crunching was heard.

You approached the group that was currently enjoying the hot tub, arms crossed to keep your robe shut. Min Ho suggested that the hot tub would be best way to relax after a day of travelling

“Hi! Sorry I’m late to the party,” you smiled whilst kicking off your slippers, then sliding your robe off your shoulders.

“Hot damn girl,” Q said, overcame with astonishment. "Drop the workout routine asap please," he joked as everyone's eyes lingered on your figure.

“Oh stop it,” you laughed and rolled your eyes. “This old thing isn’t worth the hype,” you insisted, but everyone would’ve begged to differ.

The navy blue two piece you were sporting hugged all the right places. Your ass and tits looked like they needed saving. The sight was definitely giving body tea.

Everyone watched as you made your descent into the tub and sat in between Kitty and Min Ho. Kitty had given you a small wave whereas Min Ho could barely make eye contact. Various conversations continued but Min Ho remained in an unlike-him-silence.

He wondered how he had not noticed how hot you looked until now. Not saying that looks are everything, but Min Ho felt stuck on how he never gave you a second glance.

"-Right Min Ho?" Dae asks, turning to his best friend who was clearly zoning out.

"Sorry what?" Min Ho replied, snapping out of his trance.

"We're gonna be able to go skiing first thing tomorrow, right?" Dae reiterated, a slight tiredness in his voice due to Min Ho's lack of contribution to the conversation.

"Of course," Min Ho nodded before his gaze back on you, who was too busy chatting with Yuri and Kitty to realizing anything else.

"Woah okay, this is new," Q teased, as his eyes followed Min Ho's. "The bikini has got your eyes lurkin'" he says, making Jin snicker at the observation.

"What are you guys talking about?" you ask with an unaware smile on your lips, Min Ho's eyes instantly looking down.

"Min Ho here seems to have-" Q began.

"Shut it," Min Ho tsked before moving to leave the hot tub.

"Hey, we were just joking," Jin called out as Min Ho shuffled back into the house.

"What was that about?" Yuri questioned, all conversations now put on pause.

"Is Min Ho okay?" Kitty asked, looking to the other boys occupying the hot tub.

"He's just a little flustered," Dae replied, the feeling of worry instantly overcame you.

"Did I do something?" you say wide-eyed but to no response. "I'll go check on him," you say before making your way out of the tub and walking towards the house. "Min Ho?" your voice echoed throughout the home.

You noticed a light coming from inside the kitchen and chose to investigate. There stood Min Ho, chugging a bottle of water with his slim yet toned physique being illuminated by the refrigerator light. He began to cough up said water after realizing your presence.

"Bloody hell, you scared me," he coughed, covering his face with the inside of his elbow. "What is it Y/n?" he asks while shutting the fridge door.

"What's with you?" you quizzed, "Ever since I joined you guys outside, you've been quiet and when I tried to converse with you-you run back inside!" you add with a hint of frustration in your voice.

"It's not my fault-"

"-So it's mine? What did I do wrong?" you cut off, urgently wanting an answer as to why your friend was avoiding you.

"Y/n, it's because y-you literally look like t-that!" Min Ho exclaimed as if it were common knowledge. "How else is a guy supposed to act when you decide walk around wearing something like that?" he questioned.

"Is what I have on not okay? Was there something in my hair?" you blabbered in response, instantly being overcame with the self-conscious feeling.

"It's fact that when I saw you earlier, I wish you didn't have anything on" Min Ho muttered in an almost whisper like volume.

The realization finally hit you, Min Ho had been eyeing you since you stepped into the hot tub. You face flushed a bright red, clearly flattered by the words that just came out of his mouth.

"So what you're saying is-"

"What I'm saying is that you look almost too good," Min Ho said, his voice deep and eyes darkened like a lion about to pounce on his next prey.

The small distance between the two of you shut in almost an instant, his hand cupped the side of your face gently. You could've sworn that the beat of your heart could be heard from miles away.

Your lack of response gave Min Ho time to lift you up and place you on the kitchen counter. Accidentally, you let out a small whimper at the feeling of the cold tile touching your skin. Min Ho felt as if he could've finished off that noise alone.

Standing between your legs, Min Ho's hands traveled all the way back down to your ass. You watched his eyes really take in your body, as if he could drink you up like a glass of water.

"Tell me to stop, and I will" Min Ho whispered as he gave your plump skin a squeeze.

Leaning in with your lips close to his ear, finally you replied, "I don't think I want you to stop".

Min Ho took this as his green light and you felt as his hands unclasped your bikini top. Grabbing the piece of clothing, he tossed away fand his eyes settled on your breast.

Biting his lip, Min Ho took one of each into his hands. "Beautiful. You are so beautiful Y/n," he said with is his accent thick, almost like he was about to melt at the sight of you.

You gasped at the feeling of his breath on your tits, causing a domino effect of butterflies and goosebumps to cover you. Min Ho chuckled at this, rubbing your nipples with his thumb in a circular motion.

Eyes closed; you threw your head back at the sensation before feeling something foreign come in contact with your breast. Min Ho's tongue began exploring your chest. It was as if he was trying to paint a picture.

His grasp on your tits became slightly more secure as he was egged on by your moans. He was marking his territory all over you with bright red hickeys.

Your half assed attempt to stifle your moans was with the palm of your hand. Min Ho however loved how loud you were getting for him and yanked your hand away from your face.

"I want to hear you," he insisted, pulling his lips away from your chest for a mere moment. "I want to hear you all night," he smirked, leaning in for a kiss.

"Uh guys?" a voiced that belonged to Yuri called out. "Is everything alright?" she asked, her voice trailing off into the hallway probably in search of you both.

Min Ho looked down with a smile on his face before getting your swim top from the ground. You quickly put it back on then pulled your hair to the front to cover the marks Min Ho left behind.

"W-we're here Yuri!" you replied hopping off the counter and walking out of the kitchen with Min Ho right behind you.

As Yuri came walking back towards you guys, her head tilted to the side in confusion, "What were you guys doing over there in the dark?"

"Just got some water," Min Ho replied, which seemingly convinced Yuri enough for her to walk back outside. "I'm not done with you yet," he whispered in your ear, giving your ass a slap.

JAN 2025

[starlighttsv]

Best of both worlds - Paige’s daughter

💌 Syn: Paige is on “the best of both worlds” podcast during her world tour

»»— warnings: none :)

»»— notes: 🗑️😃 but only 1 more fic before i’m done trying to edit these cringy stories 🤗

»»— word count: 1k

»»— pair: paige x daughter!oc || lilah bueckers

Todays the day of filming Flaujae's podcast "the best of both worlds" hosted in Atlanta currently because of overtime Queen of the Court. Lilah is also with Paige but the time of filming the podcast, is a few minutes after her nap time starts and she can never skip naps or she'll be a very grumpy sassy 1 year old. So she's gonna sleep in the room next door and Paige & Flaujae are gonna leave the filming room door cracked so Paige can hear if she wakes up or anything.

"Alright guys now moving on, today's special guest is.....Paige Bueckers!" Flaujae introduces "hey everyone! Thank you for having me." Paige replies

"So I have some questions for you" flaujae starts, making Paige nod and say go ahead.

"What is your favorite basketball highlight of yours?"

"Ooo wait...oh I'm gonna go with when I was shooting the ball and it bounced off the rim, and then straight down in the bucket. I love that highlight"

"I saw that one! That was so dope!"

"Alright, what's your favorite basketball picture of you?"

"The one where I'm looking at the fans screaming after a basket, and there all screaming back at me. I need to get that framed!"

"Y'all heard her, get that picture framed for her" Flau says making her and Paige laugh a little and joke around for a few. "Alright who has more rizz?" Flaujae jokes "oh cmon, I'm the greatest rizzler of all time" Paige laughs making Flau also start to laugh "Alright I'll give you that. People say I'm a flirty person until I'm talking to someone I like" "your just shy or?" Paige cuts in "no it's more of just like I don't want to push it to much." Flaujae adds "oh I get that, I get that"

"You need to give me some tips." Flaujae jokingly says "alright-" Paige starts "off camera, off camera" Flaujae cuts in making Paige agree "Alright alright, a little more serious questions" Flaujae starts "you have a daughter" she adds making Paige nod "what's your favorite thing about her?"

"Ooo uhh, I honestly don't know. Uhh her love for adventure maybe? She loves going to new places, seeing new people, seeing animals she's never seen before. She loves even going on like "road-trips" to the store or gas station." Paige answered "Shes been with you for your whole "world tour" so far, right?" Flau questions "yeah.“

"What was your favorite thing to do with her on your world tour? And what was her favorite thing to do, if you know?"

"My favorite was umm oh our LA trip, we did a lot there. We went to Disneyland, Universal, a few museums, few beach trips, an aquarium vist, plus some more. Lilah's favorite was probably-" Paige stops talking as she hears Lilah walking through the hallway and calling out for her

"Mama" Lilah says, obviously looking for Paige. P takes a quick glance at Flaujae asking if she can bring Lilah in here, making Flaujae do a quick nod giving Paige her approval. "In here baby" P calls out, hearing Lilah start walking towards the filming room.

When she enters and sees Paige, she starts waddling towards P a little faster "good morning babe, how was your nap?" Paige asks, going on deaf ears as Lilah just walks closer to Paige and puts her hands on P’s thighs, a sign that she wants picked up. So Paige leans down and picks her up putting her on her thigh and Lilah immediately cuddles closer to Paige.

"I 100% have baby fever now. She's so cute omg" Flaujae says making Paige let out a chuckle "thank you" Paige says "well she's in here now so maybe she can answer your question. Lil what was your favorite thing we did so far this summer?"

She just cuddles into Paige more "cmon Lilah, I know you have favorites" P tries to convince her "ball and Disney" Lilah mumbles "she said ball and Disney, which translates to all star and Disneyland"P chuckles while rubbing Lilahs back, either to help her go back to sleep or to wake her up. Paige doesn’t really know the answer yet and she doesn’t think Lilah knows yet either

"I was gonna ask her favorite part of all star but looking at her, I don't think she wants to answer" Flaujae softly says, seeing that Lilah is trying not to fall asleep in Paige's arms right now  "she never really wants to talk after waking up, she just wants cuddles and silence to decide if she's awake for the day or not - but she said she loved meeting all the new people and seeing people she already knew again - especially loved seeing Diana, Sue, Breanna, Megan, Angel and Caitlyn, when I asked her." Flaujae nods and says  "so we can count on her to go to UConn" "I mean maybe? But I'm not gonna force her to follow my footsteps." Paige shrugs making Flau nod again "alright I'll move the subject away from your daughter, I got carried away. That's my bad"

Paige laughs a little, "Your good. I love talking about her any chance I get." Flaujae smiles at that and says "you seem like an amazing mom"

"Thank you. I try my best for her." Flaujae nods and then looks at her cards and says "alright we're gonna play a game. I'm gonna name a few of your teammates past and present, and I want you to give me one word that describes them." Paige nods still rubbing Lilahs back, and Lilahs just playing with Paige's chain now, deciding she wasn’t tired anymore.

"Kk Arnold" "goofy"

"Azzi Fudd" "consistent"

"Nika Mühl" "I have so many words to describe her....menace"

"Aaliyah Edwards" "dog"

"And last but not least, Ice Brady" "she icy"

Lilah stayed on Paige’s lap for the rest of filming, still just playing with P’s chain - and once filming was wrapped Paige took lilah to get some food before going back to the practice facility and go over plays with “team paige”

@melpthatsme @rebecca-woso @authentic-girl03

[low-budget-korra]

The lies Arcane Fandom likes to believe

Okay, I've seen a lot of awful takes in other social medias but now they are getting here too and I just can't. So I will talk abt the truth a lot of the fandom chose to ignore. And I'm saying "the truth" because different from a lot of ppl, I've actually watched the show and paid attention to the scenes.

1. Jinx is the only one who has been traumatized

Half of the worst takes about characters like Vi or Caitlyn, wouldn't exist if ppl realize that Jinx WASN'T the only one who got traumatized. Vi spent 7y getting beat up in prison, without eating properly and confined in a dirt cell. And no, she is not the one to blame for the person Jinx became. Jinx has to be held accountable for that, just as much as Silco for feeding her paranoias and manipulating her for years.

2. Caitlyn was a evil character and manipulated Vi

Season 1 Caitlyn shows nothing but empathy and patience, y'all like to say Jinx was a revolutionary but s1 Caitlyn was a revolutionary. "Oh but she was rich, she can't be" oh my sweet summer child...

Anyways, she wanted to end Silco cartel - that was destroying Zaun. She even managed to get a council meeting to talk about this. She wanted to change things and she was acting towards this.

Then she got kidnapped naked, tortured for hours, didn't take the shot that would have saved her mother's life, her mother was murdered, the memorial ceremony was attacked and yet she REFUSED to follow the council's ideas to use full force and invade Zaun. Which led us to

2.1 Caitlyn used the grey against innocents

She DIDN'T. She said it herself that the plan was to capture Silco's goons and destroy the slimmer factories. And we see that in the Hellfire sequence.

So stop spreading that she was using the grey against innocents bc the people she used against it were Chembaroons who provoked a civil war on Zaun for power, and used children labor in its factories. They are far from innocents.

2.2 Caitlyn manipulates Vi

I don't even know where this fake news came from bc I've already watched Arcane 3 times, watch at least 4 reaction channels and a few analysis on yt and no one apart from some of y'all in fandom sees this. Jinx manipulates Vi way more than Caitlyn, for example, she is the one that makes Vi believe that her becoming Jinx is her fault.

3. Viktor and Jayce did nothing wrong

Jayce basically built a Chernobyl above Zaun just bc if Hextech goes bad, people from Zaun would be the ones suffering the consequences and not Piltover.

Y'all like to call Caitlyn a genocide (even tho we didn't see any kill directly from hr actions), when Viktor is literally the one willing to kill people in the thousands just because he believes it's the best call. "I want to evolve all those willing to" excuse me? Sir, what "evolve" even means in this scenario? Bc those "evolved" ppl became nothing more than marionettes with no control over their actions and completely brainwashed.

4. Caitlyn was a dictator, she knew everything that was happening on Zaun and did nothing

Caitlyn was actually a pawn in Ambessa chess, a face to Ambessa actions, a face to take the blame for. Noxus could not just simply invade Piltover and install an Martial Law without the support of a major house like house Kiramman.

Essentially what Ambessa did was promote Caitlyn, and hide behind her status. Because if any other Piltie house questions, she could be like "but I'm just here to support the Kirammans, I'm just doing what Im told"

We see in episode 4 that the Noxians are the ones dealing with Zaun's turf wars. Do y'all actually believe their reports on what's happening was legit? Of course not. Caitlyn made her decisions based on those false reports that she didn't even give two fucks about bc she was still too focused on tracking Jinx. That's why when she started to really see what was going on and questions Ambessa, Ambessa quickly pulls the "mom" card to push Caitlyn back into her web.

Sure, she was still powerful and privileged but she wasn't in full control. And the fact that a lot of the fandom dismisses Ambessa's manipulation shows how good at that she is.

5. Vi choose to have sex instead of helping her suicidal sister

Vi DOESN'T watch Arcane. She doesn't know how bad Jinx was and mind you, last time Jinx was acting weird she blew up things instead of being suicidal. We, the Audience, watch her whole journey and change. Vi only stayed with her for a short period of time and she was in a coma for days. She doesn't know what happened after Isha sacrificed and how much this affected Jinx.

"breaking the cycle" could mean a lot of things and if you listen to her words when Caitlyn arrives, you can see that she clearly thinks Jinx is out there abt to blow something. She is blaming herself for believing in Jinx change of heart and not sad for her being suicidal, this prob actually never crossed Vi's mind.

6. CaitVi was forced

I can't with this ""argument"" CaitVi is the couple that has been built since s1 😭. I take that sometimes they were toxic (like when Cait hit Vi) but to say they were forced...please use it 🧠

7. Silco was a revolutionary and a good father do Jinx

Sure, in the past. There's nothing glorious or revolutionary in running a cartel, having business with corrupted cops and child labor. "But he was getting money to his revolution" my ass. He spent 7y doing nothing but becoming more and more powerful while Zaun became like the Pride Lands when Scar took over. He only gets back to his revolutionary ideas when Jinx stole the Hextech gem.

His beautiful speech doesn't match his horrible actions.

The fact that so many ppl see him as this perfect father figure, is the reason so many ppl so easily fall into abusive relationships. Yes, he took care of her but at the same time, he isolated Jinx from her sister , fed her paranoia and instigated her violence tendencies. And it's so clear bc the moment he was no longer in her life, she started to get better in her mental health.

Anyway to finish this long ass post lmao, I want to say that you are free to dislike and hate who you want and what narrative choice you want. The only thing, that ain't that hard, is be fucking honest abt it. There's no need to create bullshit expectations over your hate, ignoring the CANNON.

[ccsainzleclerc5516]

That’s Not What Friends Do (part 2)

Pairing: Lando Norris x reader

Warnings: none, this is so short I’m so sorry I just don’t have the motivation to finish this ugh..

part 1

As soon as the Brazilian GP was over, you were overcome with guilt for not being there for Lando. You already knew how it would look like after an unsuccessful race, he would shift all the blame to himself and that failure would eat him up for days.

You couldn't help but wonder if anything would have been different if you had gone to Brazil with him. Probably not, but at least you could have given him the comfort he so desperately needed right then and there. And that's why as soon as he returned home, you immediately found yourself knocking on the door of his apartment in Monaco.

"Hey, Lan" You gave him a soft smile looking straight into his eyes when he opened the door.

He smiled weakly back at you, saying nothing. He didn't even need to say anything because you could see the sadness in his sleepless eyes, so you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight and comforting hug.

"What took you so long?" He whispered as he buried his head in your neck, holding his arms tightly around your waist.

"I'm sorry, I came as soon as I could" You said gently caressing the back of his head.

The evening went by with you trying to talk to him about it, but he wasn't in the mood for it. He just wanted to take his mind off what was, for him, a tough defeat and enjoy your company, so you didn't push it.

You ordered food, had dinner, and then turned on a movie. Everyone was on their own end of the couch, Lando was lying on the elongated part, and you were sitting a little further away from him.

As the movie went on, you kept adjusting your position because it became uncomfortable for you to keep sitting.

"What's wrong?" Lando asked when you let out a deep sigh. "Are you getting bored with the movie?"

"No, but my back is starting to hurt." You stretch as you say.

"Come here" He extends his arm, signaling you to come lie down next to him.

"It's okay, don't worry" You want to. So much. But you know you shouldn't.

"Come" He insists.

You sigh, but move over to him anyway, resting your head on his shoulder as he wraps his arm around you. The movie continues, but Lando completely shifts his focus from the movie to you. Lucky for him, you don't see his gaze drop down to you as you lie curled up next to him, but you definitely feel his fingers gently playing with your hair. You just hope that the butterflies you feel in your stomach don't jump out and give you away.

"Are you okay, Lan?" You ask looking up at him.

He smiles at you and places his hand on your cheek. "I'm better now"

You blush at his gesture, thinking to yourself this is not what friends do. Lando was almost certain he was going to kiss you tonight. This was the perfect opportunity with you on him like this, with you pressed tightly against him and in his arms. Everything was leading to that.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be with you for the weekend. I was really busy finishing up the project I'd been working on."

"Were you really?" He asked with a hint of suspicion.

"Of course I was. I don't understand why do you think I would lie to you? You know I'm always "

"I don't know." He shrugs. "Maybe you wanted to be with your date that you still haven't told me about." The butterflies in your stomach fly away as soon as he mentions the date.

At that very moment, so late at night, your phone, which was next to you on the couch, rang and the screen displayed Charles's name and surname and seeing that, Lando's heart dropped.

"Charles Leclerc? You're fucking Charles Leclerc?"

@tvdtw4ever @gulphulp @harrysdimple05 @444-leqz @htpssgavi @honethatty12 @l-vroom4 @enjoythebutterflies3 @charlesgirl16 @scopeiguess @dontsupressthejess

[messrsrarchives]

You’re starting to act just like your fascist Reggie—censoring others and trying to dictate what can and cannot be discussed in fandom. Telling people they can’t talk about politics because you, living in a first-world country, can’t handle it? You’re the one using real-world politics to justify a fictional ship with a fascist. Have you thought about how people who are genuinely anti-fascist might also dislike it in fiction? You can’t control fandom. If you want to like fascist characters, then just own it. While fiction might not feel like reality to you, for many, it is reality. Have you considered that the characters and headcanons you enjoy might reflect deeply personal experiences for others? Not everyone has the privilege to separate fiction from reality like you do.

hi feed, this message was brought to you by someone who has clearly never interacted with me ever !

WDYMMM "telling people they can't talk about politics" 😭😭 i fear that's my ENTIRE niche across two social media platforms. i fear my entire thing is politics in a fandom space + the real world. i fear that's literally what i'm known for. what 😖

i was gonna ignore this but i have so many receipts that i thought okay ! finna answer ! why not, let's entertain this <3 (below the cut because it's long)

assuming that this is a response to this post where, after watching elon perform two nazi salutes on stage, i said "hey! maybe you should stop calling people in fandom nazis for reading about a fictional character!"

what i alsooo said on that post is that it's important to discuss politics in literature (see here: doing a masters degree in english literature + politics <3). because absolutely! the DEs are crafted in a way that reflects historic events and absolutely, that's something we can discuss!

what we should also discuss is that whilst art imitiates life and life imitates art, the two do not directly reflect one another - if i read about wizards, i am not a wizard. if i read a crime book, i am not a detective. and if i read fanfic about regulus black? i am not a facist.

in regards to the censorship comment: this here is an entireeee video i made about censorship and puritanical views in fandom spaces and why this is a Bad Thing To Do (though i fear you will disagree with it because i am saying that people can read and write whatever but alas, no censorship here x)

using real world politics to justify a ship? no, not at all. i do not think ships in fandom need to be "justified" because, again, they are fiction. can they be discussed? absolutely! my tiktok is @/messrsrobyn and you will find countless videos where i dissect fandom, characters and ships. again, this is kind of my whole thing <33 nice to meet you <33 but rather for me? that post was made as a building up of (1) the mass of people in fandom during the tiktok ban saying that words have meaning when american writers say british words "wrong", but throw buzzwords around like it's nothing and (2) this is a place for escapism and safety, which is needed now more than ever and whilst discussions about politics are important, this? this ask? this is not a discussion. this is hostility, much like people just commenting "nazi" with nothing else on a jegulus post.

discussions can be had! absolutely! my entire thing is discussions in fandom. but right now i'm trying to discuss this when you have given me nothing to work with but false claims and hostility - see how this doesn't work? but alas, i'll try :)

do people read jegulus and think "wow i love voldemort and the death eaters!!! i agree with what the did here :D" or do they read jegulus and enjoy the complexity that comes with a character like him? do they enjoy how, with a character with such little canon lore, people explore things? or yk what, do they sometimes read him as a muggle where none of this matter because there's do DEs? yeah, because it's fiction. and liking a fictional character does not have repercussions on the real world.

calling someone a facist/nazi only for teading about fictional characters does - it is so incredibly important that we read immoral literature. i'm rambling now but i'm not even talking just about fandom. we NEED books that discuss these topics and we need to explore the characters within them. we NEED politics and immorality and everything like that in books because that is how we learn, understand, and prevent. reading them does make you immoral - see here: queer books being banned in the us for containing "immoral themes" and main characters doing things they deem had and awful alongside INCREDIBLYYYY important books like the handmaids tale, to kill a mockingbird, 1984, fahrenheit 451 etc etc.

we need to read these. we need to engage with them.

but in a fandom space, we also need to acknowledge that these are not real people. these are fictional characters and there's a big difference between engaging with a character because you are justifying their actions, and engaging with a character because you enjoy Exploring their character and Understanding them in as many ways as possible 🙂↕️

but we agree!! whilst fiction may not feel like reality to some people, to many it is! so have we considered that when people come to escape from the real world for a bit, or people have family members lost to past regimes; are about to enter 4 years of another regime or are holding their breath waiting for european elections to see if another far-right populist party gets in, it might sucklk to have this thrown around?

imagine dealing with alllll of that in reality, not knowing what on earth is going to happen tomorrow or what the future holds for you and the people you love, and then being called a facist online because you read about Fictional Character Regulus Black. whilst your life literally crumbles apart because of it. you are now being called the same thing that the man oppressing you and everyone you love is, because you read FanFiction.

and then finally ahem:

"not everyone has the privilege to separate fiction from reality like you do"

if you click here, you will find a tumblr post i made about this exact thing :D about how we can't separate fiction from reality

see here also: a post about the books jkr publishes under the robert galbraith pseudonym and about how we, again, cannot separate fiction from reality.

if you click here you will find my jkr playlist on tiktok which has videos in about how, again, we cannot separate fiction from reality.

what we also can't do, mind you is call someone a facist for reading a fictional character.

there is big difference between "hey! this character has facist undertones if applied irl, we could discuss this!" and "You Are A Facist For Reading It"

instead of coming and ranting to someone who has spoken extensivelyyyy about politics in this fandom space - both with fandom material and with elections, gaza, the uk riots etc etc - and is a huge advocate of dicussions and debates, put this energy into something productive.

like actual facists. real world politics and what you could be doing at a local level to help reduce the harm of Actual Facists that are in power right now. not people taking a break from Actual Facism to read fanfiction.

ta x

(p.s i'm a homeless, chronically-ill, gay, trans man. what privilege do i have in THISSS fandom space of JK ROWLINGSSSSS worlds, to separate reality from fiction? 😭)

[putschki1969]

Kalafina Anniversary Live 2025 Pamphlet HQ Scans Part 3

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Interview with Hikaru

--This will be Kalafina's first live performance in about seven years. How did you feel when you found out that the concert was going to be held?

"Various emotions were going through my mind at the same time, but to sum it up in one sentence, I felt like 'we can do this'. I was beyond happy that the three of us would be able to sing Kalafina's music again, that it was actually becoming a reality. Six years had passed, so I was excited to see what would happen if the three of us sang together again."

--How did you feel when the three of you first got together to sing during a live rehearsal?

"Along with nostalgia, it brought back memories of Kalafina's chorus work. When the three of us sing together, it just feels so right. Over the past six years, I've had the opportunity to sing with many different people while working solo, but I think there is a unique sound and energy in each song that only the three of us can create."

--What did the three of you talk about during the first rehearsal?

"We had a packed schedule for our rehearsals so we weren't able to have any particularly deep discussions. We thought, 'let's just try to get in tune with each other,' so we spent our time singing with the image of regaining the feeling of being Kalafina."

--Were you able to quickly get back into the swing of things with Kalafina?

"I immediately remembered how it felt back then. However, because we had been apart for a while, even though I was able to regain that feeling, I felt that it would take a little more time to express those feelings through my singing. Those first few rehearsals really helped me see what I needed to do from now on."

--So it was necessary to re-examine what you need to do to sing as a member of Kalafina?

"That's right. We have a renewed sense of determination to do our best. Naturally, the time and experience each of us has gained working as solo artists comes into play when we get together as a trio to sing, but beyond that, there is something unchanging about Kalafina. It may be an exaggeration to say it's almost like a chemical reaction when we come together, but I want to take on the challenge once again to see how beautiful a melody we can create as a trio."

--What do you think of Wakana and Keiko's vocal appeal?

"There are many singers in the world who can produce beautiful high notes and low notes, but these two are really special to me. Wakana has always been said to be great at expressing transience and sorrow, but what's even more impressive is that her voice is not simply delicate but also has energy and strength to it. Keiko has a deep, enveloping voice, and her charm is that you can feel so much love in her cool low notes. Also, there's a new feeling to her voice that I didn't feel during the 10 years she was with Kalafina, maybe it's because she's been doing solo work that I'm able to feel this."

--The current Kalafina probably combines the unchanging things from when you were singing as a trio, and the growth that has come with your solo activities.

"Yes, I think that everyone who comes to our live show might feel this way. But of course, it's all subjective and everyone is free to feel whatever they want so even if you feel like 'Kalafina never changes no matter how much time passes' or 'this is a completely new and mature Kalafina', we will be happy. We have had 10 years as Kalafina, and 7 years by ourselves, all of this has made us who we are today."

--Now, what do you think about the appeal of Kalafina's music?

"The songs were written to suit our voices, and I think they are unique songs that make the most of each of our individual strengths. That's why it feels lonely to sing them by myself. When I first went solo, I sang Kalafina songs during my live concert and it felt so lonely that I stopped singing them after that *laughs*. Because these songs were written for the three of us to sing, I simply want to fulfill the role of Hikaru that the songs require, and I believe that by doing so, the songs will resonate more with everyone."

--What are your thoughts about all the fans who have continued to love Kalafina for such a long time?

"So many people have supported our activities over the past 10 years, and there are so many people who have continued to listen to Kalafina's music even after that, I have nothing but gratitude for them. Kalafina is really special to me, and I think that everyone has always known this. I want to convey to everyone at the live in January, 'thank you for waiting for us all this time.'"

--Finally, please tell us your thoughts about today's pamphlet photo shoot.

"It felt like it had been so long since the three of us had been together like this, we remembered the feeling of taking group photos, the distance and subsequent intimacy we felt when we were told to 'get a little closer together' *laughs*. And we even got to talk about personal things in between takes, it really felt like we were continuing right where we had left off with no gaps in between."

[oh-phoenixx]

i want to say first of all, i'm not sure where you're getting pretty privilege from in regards to peter pettigrew? it actually bothers me when people make him too attractive (like when they fancasted him as dane dehaan), and i kin him a lot so i mostly like him because i'm projecting lmao.

onto my actual point. i can see you took my post seriously, which is fine! i feel the same when i see 'joking' marauders hate. so if you don't want to hear my reasoning for not liking snape, you don't have to read this as it's a bit of a ramble, and it's not directed at you specifically, i just like yapping.

going to preface this by saying that i don't actually hate snape. i'm just not interested in his character.

i have always disliked snape in canon, even as a kid (and not because he was 'ugly and poor' as this person suggested), as he bullied children and i just thought he was annoying (i understand that they're are complexities to his character, but this is just what i thought as a child). whereas peter pettigrew and barty crouch jr, for example, weren't mentioned enough in canon for me to really form an opinion before hand as someone who was previously a very casual fan of hp.

when i joined the marauders fandom it was at a time when snape slander was like 1/3 of the content (at least on tiktok, which was my only form of marauders content). and fair enough, he took his anger out on children, was cruel towards his rival's child for years, stopped giving harry occlumency classes over something trivial, called his only friend (and the supposed love of his life) a slur for standing up for him, invented a killing curse for his childhood bullies after they had stopped bullying him.

so, yes, i hated snape, because all of this was pointed out to me repeatedly when i first joined the fandom.

however, as i do like characters such as barty, evan, and peter, i am happy to accept that some people like fanon versions of snape. i can't accept supporting his canon decisions, but i'm hoping that's not what marauders era snape fans do.

my post was simply saying that i'm not interested in snape's character. at no point did i say that was reasonable or 'fair' since i like the death eaters; he has just never been written about or talked about in a way that interests me. and considering that everyone should be allowed to enjoy things in their own way, i don't intend to look into his character to force the interest upon me. if i see so something that makes me like him, that's that.

sorry this is so long, and sorry if it sounds overly negative, this was just a much needed rant.

point is, like whoever you want, don't worry if other people don't like them as well!! i can't control what i like and what i like reading about, and i imagine neither can you.

"how can you like barty and evan but not snape?" "how can you like peter but not snape?" silly rosekiller and wormtail visions came to me in my sleep, and i simply didn't have such visions of snape. will update if i see him as a boykisser in my dreams and it alters the way i see him :)

[forevergoldgame]

Episode 1 Progress Update, Part 2

We're in the process of putting all the story scenes we've written in-engine! As we go, Dan's hacking through the remaining art assets, and I'm tying up some loose ends related to systems and variable storage.

Keep reading for more details!

Writing, writing, writing

At this point, the draft mentioned in the previous update has been more or less fully realized. There's still plenty of editing to do, of course, but the episode's narrative is complete aside from a collection of short variable scenes.

We won't reveal too many specifics just yet, but the scope of Episode 1 will take you from Quincy's last day as mine inspector through to the christening of the Prince's Convoy. Along the way, you'll meet most everyone from the demo (save for Oscar and Imani) as well as a few characters you haven't, make foundational choices about the kind of man Quincy is, and actually get a proper introduction to the setting and conflict.

Changes to: art, character designs

You may have noticed some of the portraits in these screencaps are different from the demo. Once Episode 1 is out, it will be much harder to make design changes, and so we've decided to take the opportunity to revise a few character designs we weren't happy with. Nothing too crazy, but you might see a change of hair style or color here and there.

Art updates might happen here and there throughout development as Dan's work evolves, but the character designs themselves are less likely to such alterations after release. (Not counting diegetic changes in appearance, of course.)

[PICTURED: Dan's faltering suspension of disbelief over Lucas's ability to continuously dye his roots while traveling. ]

Changes to: systems, traits, and more

As we wrote Episode 1, I spent a lot of time rethinking the back end. Writing an entire episode gave me perspective on how the systems I wrote for the demo did and didn't work. I could talk at length about this, but most of said systems (like experience/leveling and reputation) were not represented in the demo due to its small scope. Seeing as no one would really understand or appreciate the details, I'll try to keep it brief instead.

LEVELING: Originally, leveling was going to be based on earning experience points. EXP would be awarded for completing quests and attempting skill checks, but we found that pacing an EXP curve in a game like this was a lot of work for a system which is ultimately at odds with a story based more on "narrative" than "winning." In the end, we did away with the concept of EXP in favor of a leveling system that is tied to main story progression.

REPUTATION: You may recall from the demo that Quincy's statistics listed a few different reputation continuum: rebel or orthodox, apathetic or ambitious, and so on. These were going to be tallies that kept track of the player's cumulative actions so that the system could easily calculate how certain characters felt about Quincy in a somewhat organic way. However, once we got writing, we realized the system was needlessly complicated, full of logistical holes, and redundant with other decision tracking handled by other parts of the system. And so, I replaced it with...

IDEALS: Ideals are somewhat like traits in that they alter text pertaining to Quincy's inner monologue and offer the player special dialog options. However, unlike traits, Quincy's ideals are somewhat malleable. If a Quincy with the "earnest" ideal continuously lies at every opportunity... well, eventually someone will notice.

AFFINITY/FRIENDSHIP: Much like reputation, the affinity system from the demo was both overly complicated and too simple to do what it needed. We knew we wanted something more organic than the standard "you completed my sidequest so now I'm in love with you because you're the main character" RPG approach since Forever Gold is more story-based, but the solution I came up with... was stupid.

I won't say how the new affinity system works - it'd spoil some of the magic if I told you exactly what actions the game was tracking and why - but it's simple on the back end while having enough complexity to create interesting roleplaying.

TRAITS: Traits have largely remained the same but have gained more importance as other systems shifted. In addition to the eight available to choose in the demo, there are three more to see in Episode 1. A few of them have been tweaked or renamed for clarity: the two traits that shared the name "Haretouched" are now called "Pariah" and "Maverick" to prevent confusion, and "Cleithrophobic" has been expanded into "Wilding" so that it better acts as a parallel quirk to Plutonist.

BETTER TOUCH CONTROLS FOR MOBILE + SMOOTHER NAVIGATION FOR DESKTOP: As it says on the tin. A lot of navigation that felt like it should have been swipeable on mobile or scrollable on desktop wasn't. But it is now!

In closing...

We're getting there. Man are we getting there. We've been pulling crazy hours on this lately.

-LS

[cosmic-evening]

ᯓ★ it's been ages, different stages

kaminari x gn!reader

based on habit by louis tomlinson

read pt.1 here

fuck you, denki.

we're done.

denki knows he's really fucked up when even bakugo tells him off about it.

he knows he's been an idiot. who just leaves their date at the restaurant without telling them he wasn't coming?

it had slipped his mind. it really did, but when he went to text you about it, he found his messages turning green. there's a heavy feeling in his heart when he realises that you've blocked him.

he tries to play it off in front of his friends. he always said he'd mess up eventually, so what did you expect? he wasn't known around the school as boyfriend material, so this really shouldn't have come as a surprise.

none of his friends buy it. denki keeps up the pretence anyway.

until he sees you coming back to the dorms with todoroki. it's just to two of you, laughing and chatting as you bid each other goodnight and disappear into your dorms.

he could feel the exact moment, after the door to your dorm shut, that his friends' heads turn to look at him.

it's hard to pretend he doesn't care.

a week goes by of you hanging out with todoroki.

denki can't stand it.

he can't stand knowing it was his fault. that he wants you to hang out with him, but it's his fault you're not talking to him. you haven't talked to him in a week.

he can't help but see the way you laugh at todoroki's jokes instead of his.

the way his stomach drops when he sees that restaurant down the street.

the way he sees something you would find hilarious on the internet, but he can't send it to you.

it kills him.

his final bit of resolve snaps as he makes his way to your dorm room.

he knows he shouldn't, but his heart betrays his brain as he knocks, three times, on the door he knows you're behind.

"who is it?" your voice makes the knot in his stomach tighten. god, he's missed you.

"it's me."

denki can't being himself to say more.

there's a pause. all movement from inside your dorm ceases. denki holds his breath.

"...kaminari?" your voice is quiet. like you're unsure, and a little scared.

denki's heart clenches at the sound of his last name. suddenly, all bravado he had mustered up vanishes.

"yeah. can i come in?"

you open the door slightly.

denki's shoulders sag in relief, but he doesn't miss the way your eyes are guarded, wary of his presence in your dorm.

the inside of your dorm is exactly the same as he remembers, except the framed photo of the two of you was gone.

denki tries his best to ignore it.

"um, so... i wanted to say i'm sorry."

you scoff. "a bit too late for that, huh?"

denki mentally kicks himself.

"please," he tries again. "hear me out. i'm not above begging."

you cross your arms, but your lack of protest is enough for denki to keep going.

"i'm so, so sorry. i didn't mean to leave you at the restaurant, i swear. i just got caught up at training and i completely forgot to tell you. i even got flowers for you." he holds them out, and you can see that they're slightly wilted. "i know they look pretty shit right now, but that's because i picked them up last week."

one look at your face tells him you're not convinced.

"this week... it's been hell. i got the time and space i thought i wanted, but it's not what i needed. there's nothing i regret more than not spending more time with you. i was out of control, and i'm sorry i let you down."

you've never seen denki so mature before.

it's almost impressive.

"i guess i learned- but i already knew this- that i'm better with you. and i miss you so much. i'm so sorry, y/n. i'll never stop trying to find ways to make it up to you, if you'll let me."

there are tears pricking in your eyes. "denki..."

denki's eyes light up. he hates the spark of hope growing in him.

"i tried so hard to forget you. to move on. but... you're like a habit i can't break." you confess.

denki smiles, for the first time in a week. "then i never want to break this habit."

for @juni0njup1terr

[panomiels-box]

【project eden's garden rambles ≫ spoilers! ⚠︎】

so eva's name (and her murdering in chapter 1) is without a doubt a reference to the biblical figure eve.

and damon, which has its own resonance with the name adam, also has symbolism connecting him to the latter: the apple that falls into his hand in the op (probably reaching here but his hair/ahoge also loosely resembles the shape of an apple, at least to me), the snake on his tie.....

but i wonder if damon's name (and character) could also be a reference to the greek mythological figure damon from the story "damon and pythias"

interestingly, this greek legend exemplifies the ideal bond of friendship with sacrifice as a central theme. to quickly summarise it;

pythias is sentenced to death by the tyrannical dionysius i of syracuse for allegedly plotting against him. before getting executed, pythias requested settling some of his affairs first, which dionysius only agreed to because damon, pythias's friend, offered himself as a hostage during his absence. it was decided that if pythias didn't return in time for his execution, damon would be killed in his stead. the story has a good end as pythias does indeed return in time, and pleased by their formidable friendship, dionysius forgave and freed the two men.

now, to come back to p:eg - what i find super interesting with this is that it could foreshadow a crucial aspect of damon's character development. as we know, damon is an arrogant and direct person, but he still has a very real softness deep down within him. in fact, it's clearly shown to us that there isn't a need to dig much for it to shine through. his bond with the other characters is still rather surface level and not on good terms, but at some point, i do see him making allies/friends.

so knowing that about damon thus far, i can also see him eventually sacrificing himself in one way or another (not necessarily by dying) for one (or multiple) of his friends, like the greek mythology damon did.

personally, i think the friend he'd do that for is kai, but i'm biased lol. pythias doesn't resemble any of the other characters' names after all, so that's just me theorising away. therefore kai it is! (also i can't forget about that detail in the op...it has to be some kind of foreshadowing) however, it doesn't mean that act of sacrifice will end as miraculously well as the mythological story. there's just no way it can unfortunately - this is a danganronpa fangame at the end of the day :,)

something else regarding the damon and pythias story i also want to talk about, is the closeness between diana's and dionysius's names. not the closest match, but still interesting to note i think. it's fairly certain that diana will play an important role in the future, one that could potentially be antagonistic too.

perhaps similarly to dionysius, diana will give damon an ultimatum of sorts in which she has the upper hand. it'll be the reason for damon choosing to sacrifice himself and, depending on how things go, diana will either spare or kill him (or someone close to him). i say kill, but it doesn't necessarily have to be to that extent - betrayal is the key theme here.

let's also not forget that diana is the name of the roman goddess of the hunt (and lots of other things like childbirth, crossroads, the night, the moon..) equivalent to the goddess artemis of greek mythology. considering diana's last name venicia is of italian origin further enhances that relation too. plus, hunting being the goddess' original main association could imply that diana will 'hunt' someone eventually.

or, it could refer to how she could just be used for someone else's 'hunt' (which eva did) since the goddess diana is often viewed as a lucky symbol for hunters.

and, just to throw it out there - with desmond being the ultimate marksman and all (not to mention he has arrows on his back just like diana/artemis is almost always depicted with) if he becomes a blackened, it's possible diana will also play a key role in that murder case, whether passively or actively. i can see some kind of alliance (good or bad) forming between those two at some point - but hey, what do i know!

all in all, there're definitely hints to links and parallels between biblical/mythological figures and some characters of the p:eg's cast. i'm probably very, very off, especially since it's highly likely the devs will strive away from taking too much direct inspiration from biblical/mythological/animal motif stuff otherwise things could get too predictable. still, i think it's okay to point these things out and just have fun discussing it!

[quinnmorgendorffer]

#no bc Tony is literally looking at him with the biggest heart eyes and it’s just so incredible?? brings to mind thag post I saw a few days#ago. and I gotta find it again. but it’s basically like the fact that gob is the bluth who is repeatedly said to be unlovable. the one who#is the most difficult. and yet HE is the one who ends up with this epic Shakespearean true love story. not Michael whose romances are more#plot driven and such but GOB who is over and over shown to have fail romances thag he’s not not that invested in either way#and I love that sm. me watching seasons 1-4 is like. gob is my favorite but also an ass but I still love him. s5 is me being all gob has#done nothing wrong ever/deserves only nice things. and I’ll admit I want to give him nice things in 1-4 as well but this whole development#really hits in such a satisfying way. he was willing to run away- to leave the family- for and with Tony. smth Michael always tries to do#and fails. and again that alongside his romances being not as pivotal as gobs is so interesting to me#i could be wrong but it’s the feeling that Michael HAD his grand true life changing love story already- and it was Tracey. and the loss of#of Tracey haunts him still- nearly every romantic relationship Michael has after is haunted by her.

omg i don't think I ever saw these tags before but I'm losing it omg. Gob, despite seeming to neve rhave a permanent residence with his family (remember how they didn't even know where he lived in the s3 finale? lmao), really never expressed an interest in leaving them. He planned on it in s1 during "My Mother the Car", but as soon as he realized Michael couldn't have been the cause of the accident, he decided to ditch his plans and basically save his brother. He does bad things to his family at times, sure, but he still helps them when needed in his own way, and clearly just wants them to love and respect him. Gob Love Family.

So, yes, him really being ready to leave his family? That means everything. I've talked way too much and yet never enough about how PERFECT of a romance Blunder is and I just will never get over how a silly little plot on a sitcom really is just such a profound and true romance of Shakespearan levels.

And, okay,I have to say that I find the psychology of all the characters fascinating already, but Michael and his love life truly make it even more fascinating to me. Partially because I have so many random headcanons about him and Tracey, or at least a lot I've written in fic about the two of them meeting and falling in love, but how could I NOT with how they wrote all of it? Like, Tracey truly DOES seem to be the ~epic love story~ of his life.

He literally shoots himself in the foot every time he tries to move on from her, since I don't think he literally ever can/will - maybe, deep down, he doesn't WANT to. Even with Rebel, one of the very first things he said was "my dead wife had red hair". Doesn't sound like moving on behavior, my dude!!!

And Rebel made it clear she didn't want or do committed relationships, yet he still pursued her anyway, maybe partially only because of the above mentioned reminder of Tracey. Of all his love interests, the only ones he seemed to have a chance with were Marta, Sally, and Rita. The Rita stuff is its own loaded issue i refuse to touch with a ten foot pole lol. But with Marta, he first almost ruined it by not just talking to her honestly when Gob thought she was cheating, which, if he really cared for her as much as he was convinced he did, he would've realized that was obviously not the sort of person she was. And even when they first start connecting, the narrator says that it was basically the first time he had been alone with a woman since his wife died and like...how much of that was him genuinely being in love with her and how much was it just the first time he even tried to connect with a woman since Tracey died?

And with Sally, oof. Finally got the girl and blew it instantly because of Maggie Lizer. Sally herself even pointed out how it was clearly him being unable to handle being in a relationship iirc. He literally just could not handle it. Part of it was being a martyr, sure, but much of it was just because he wouldn't allow himself to be happy. I have so much headcanon over his romance with Tracey, but since it was implied that he had a crush on her since, like, middle school with a throwaway line, he seemed afraid to live in another house properly without her (hence him and GM living in the attic of the model home), and a whole bunch of small little moments...man, I do think that was his epic love story and always will and would be.

[eirianerisdar]

Hello! I don't usually read RPF but your Icarus is my perfect measure mix of Angst and Hurt/Comfort. Chapters 18-20 for Angst, and 32 and on for Hurt/comfort are staples for the genres for me.

I'm writing a Hunger Games Fic/story inspired by brocedes and their story, and I wanted to ask: Any tips when it comes to writing a dynamic like theirs? How do you make the Angst so good? The Hurt so hurting, so when the comfort comes in, it's the perfect balance?

Thank you! I kept a couple things in mind when I wrote brocedes in Icarus:

1. It’s mutual pining. Both Nico and Lewis actually do want to repair their friendship but don’t know how to navigate their complex history without getting hurt again. They’re afraid of vulnerability but they can’t fix their relationship without it.

2. They both tend to completely assume the worst in each other’s intentions and overthink every little interaction post silver war. They spent too long actively trying to sabotage and undermine the other and keep twisting what the other says to mean something negative, when both parties might actually be wanting to extend an olive branch. An example of this is in chapter 30, when Nico is genuinely trying to offer help to Lewis and Lewis keeps thinking Nico must have a secondary agenda.

3. They both try to express that they’ve gotten over the friendship breakup in different ways. Nico’s been to so much therapy he uses CBT phrases to refer to their old relationship; he keeps bringing up Lewis and cheering him on because this way he can prove he can talk about Lewis without it affecting him anymore. Lewis is the opposite; he avoids mentioning Nico at all cost because it’s easier to say Nico meant little to him and they were never really friends than to admit what he lost.

And lastly, healing isn’t linear. Most of my stories contain an angst/hurt/comfort storyline and to get to the catharsis, most characters have to reach a deeper low than they thought they previously did because being vulnerable exposes them to the chance of being hurt. It makes the healing so much sweeter.

Happy writing and feel free to send more asks if you have anything else you’d like to ask!

[tokkiiibunny]

Chick Habit | Megumi Fushiguro

09: Lonely Hearts Club

Warnings: name calling, more threats

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I feel like if I'm too kind

Then you will only change your mind

Take advantage of my heart

And I'll go back into the dark

Maybe you should be a little suspicious of Megumi, you should already know that kindness is not normal for him but, who cares?

"But I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?"

You'd been officially dating Yuji for a week and you knew you should feel happy, but that weird feeling stayed in you.

You had been seeing megumi after school for days, after the kiss in your bedroom nothing else had happened with megumi, of course the guilt ate away at you but you felt alone and Megumi was the closest thing you had to a friend, you knew there was something wrong with him but it's not that you wanted to get involved.

"He's sweet and good and handsome and funny but..."

"But?"

"It's complicated."

"Have you slept with him yet?"

You grimaced at his question "Don't be weird."

A small mocking smile appeared on his lips "I'm not, he just hasn't told me anything and usually he tells me everything."

"Maybe it's just that he likes to keep it private."

"or just that nothing has happened."

You rolled your eyes but a soft blush appeared on your cheeks. "Just shut up."

"Why?" Basically because Yuji was a gentleman and you hadn't tried to make any breakthroughs either, you'd already gone far enough to take another step.

"I don't know, it would be weird."

"Don't you want to compare him to Sukuna?"

"Holy God, don't be disgusting, Megumi." You threw a pillow at him  And he chuckled, It was weird as sometimes it could be nice and other times mean as fuck.

"Fine I'm going to shut up." But the smirk did not disappear from his lips

"Do you have plans for Saturday?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Because Yuji invited me to the Halloween party and I don't know."

"Is there anything you know?" He mocked you but not in the rude way he used to.

"Stop bothering, I mean I'm not sure Yuji is too social and I know I'm not going to feel comfortable."

"Hmm, maybe I'll go." And it was enough to make me smile, you knew that Yuji was probably surrounded by People and Nobara wasn't going to go so it would be nice to have someone to talk to.

The afternoon was quiet, you liked it when things were like that, but lately nothing was going well for you and this would not be the day you could finally be at peace.

As the movie you had chosen was halfway through, Megumi spoke again, interrupting the calm.

"you should leave Yuji." And there he went again, you hated it when that happened, it seemed like megumi just couldn't stand too long without trying to start trouble again.

"No."

"Why? You don't even like it, you said it over and over again."

"but..." He interrupted you even though you didn't even know what you were going to say, what lie to invent or excuse to make.

"But you're an attention whore." Sometimes you wanted to punch him in the face, you hated it when he acted like he was absolutely right about you.

"shut up."

"Don't get upset, I just say what I see Yn, don't be offended" It was also annoying as he said things like that completely calm and then you felt stupid for letting him get you out of your mind.

"You're just being mean on purpose again."

"It could be worse and you know it."

"Why You insist so much with this?" Since you had started dating Yuji your fights were about the same thing, it was over and over again the same topic, you were tired.

He was silent for a moment that felt eternal, you were tired of not having answers from Megumi, he was completely changeable, one moment you both are fine and the next it seems that he hates you again.

"Because I know you're not good, you're not enough for Yuji. You slept with his brother, you talk and talk about how you don't like him and you kissed me twice." You hated it, none of that was his problem, well maybe the kisses but you still hated that he will remind you.

"Shut up, I didn't even know him when I was with Sukuna, I'm just confused and YOU kissed me when he wasn't my boyfriend yet." You tried to justify yourself even though you knew it was a weak defense.

"You just try to justify yourself but you know you're wrong, you look terrible."

You rolled your eyes, you were frustrated and angry and the last thing you needed was feedback on your appearance. "Thank you, how kind."

"I'm serious, do you really look bad, tired, sad, what's going on?"

"Nothing." Megumi leaned over to you and put his hand on your cheek, but you slapped it away, "don't come close."

"Because you know you're not going to reject me."

"You don't know what I'm going to do."

"I put you to the test twice and both times you failed."

"Stop talking like you're a mastermind, you kissed me because you wanted to." You hated that he spoke as if he knew you, you hated that he spoke as if he had some control over you, you hated when he gave orders as if he knew you were going to obey him, you hated his threats, you hated his insults, but you didn't hate him... hope that he would change had vanished but you still kept calling him every time you felt alone, every time you wanted a friend.

He clenched his fists and his expression tightened When you called out his actions ."What do you know? You just want to believe that because you don't want to feel like the little slut you are."

"You're a fucking psychopath Megumi." You didn't know he was wrong with him, but you didn't have to be very smart to know he wasn't normal.

"You're a lying whore." Megumi got out of your bed and walked to the door of your bedroom "If you arrive at that party with Yuji on Saturday, I'm going to show you how bad I can be."

"Don't threaten me."

"It's a promise Yn."

He left leaving you alone...

Notes Area:

>This was just a Filler honestly

>Suggestions, feedback, and comments are welcome.

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[littlejoyss]

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖊 (𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 4)

Stray Kids - Non-Idol!Bang Chan x Reader Warnings: Gore, violence, zombie apocalypse, g*ns, suggestive, blood, swearing, needles, death

𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊, 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 1, 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 2, 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 3, 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 4

Then came the day when Jeongin called you all together again. He said he had figured out a cure for the Lemures virus, but his expression was grim.

"I've been researching more," Jeongin said, standing in the middle of the command room. His voice was steady, but there was a sense of urgency in his eyes. "And there's another option. One that could work, if you're willing to take the risk." He glanced at you, then Chan. "But this time, it's your blood, (Y/N)."

You blinked, the words sinking in slowly. "My blood?" you repeated, feeling a chill run down your spine. "What do you mean?"

Jeongin nodded, stepping closer. "If we use your blood, we can create the cure. But..." He hesitated, his voice softening. "You'll have to donate enough blood to allow the cure to work. But if we take too much, it could kill you."

Your gaze flicked between Jeongin and the other council members, trying to process what had just been said. You felt the room close in around you.

Jeongin continued, his voice low but urgent. "We've been trying everything else, and nothing has worked. This is the only possible solution." His eyes flickered with concern. "It could work, but you'd be giving a lot of blood, more than you've ever given before."

Chan's voice broke through the silence, his tone sharp with concern. "No. Absolutely not. You can't be serious, Jeongin. You're talking about killing them."

But Jeongin stood firm, his expression grim. "I'm not saying it's the perfect solution. I'm saying it's the only option left. We're running out of time. The virus is progressing quickly, and if we don't act soon, there might not be a way to save any of us."

Minho spoke. You haven't heard his voice since you were transferred to the cure team. "Is there any other way?"

Jeongin shook his head, his jaw set. "I've looked into every possible cure, every possible alternative. But nothing else is working. This... this is the only way."

The room was heavy with the weight of the decision, and you could feel your heart racing in your chest. You thought of the people around you, the people who needed the cure. The idea of dying was terrifying, but so was the thought of letting the world down.

You closed your eyes, gathering your thoughts. You couldn't let fear stop you from making the right choice. "How much blood are we talking about?"

Jeongin hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting away before meeting yours again. "It'll be more than a standard donation. More than you've ever given. Enough to weaken you severely, possibly put you into a coma... but if it works, it could be the cure."

You swallowed hard, trying to push the fear aside. "And if it doesn't work?"

Jeongin's face softened, but there was no easy way to say it. "Then... we lose you."

Your stomach twisted as the reality of the situation settled in. You glanced at Chan, who was still standing there, his gaze locked onto you with a mixture of fear and something else. You did promise him that things would be back to normal. This was a way of achieving that.

Chan finally spoke, his voice low and filled with emotion. "I won't let you do this. There has to be another way."

"I don't want to die either." you said softly, "but I'm not going to let the world suffer because I'm too scared to make a choice-"

Minho stopped you. "Can we have more time to think it over?

Jeongin's expression faltered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. "We don't have much time. The virus is spreading faster than we anticipated. Every moment we wait is a risk to more lives."

Minho's gaze softened as he looked from Jeongin to you. "I understand that. But this is a decision that shouldn't be made in haste. If there's even a chance that we can come up with another solution, we need to take it."

"I don't want to make this choice without knowing that we've exhausted every other possibility," Chan added. "I'm not saying we delay for weeks, but... we all need more time to think."

You felt a lump form in your throat as you glanced around the room. All of them cared for you, all of them wanting what was best for you. But the idea of this decision was heavy on you.

Jeongin took a step back. "I'll give you all the time you need, but we have to be realistic about how much time we have left. The virus isn't slowing down."

Your mind raced, thinking through every possible alternative, but each idea was quickly dismissed as you realized just how dire the situation was. You thought of the people you loved, the people who depended on you, and the world outside that was still unraveling at the seams. Was this what you were willing to sacrifice?

"We're not asking you to make a decision now," Minho said after a long pause, his voice soft but firm. "Just... let's talk this through. We'll figure it out together."

You looked at him, grateful for his calm demeanor. It was a strange comfort in the middle of a storm. You turned back to Jeongin, who was still watching you closely.

"I just need time," you said quietly. "I need time to think this through."

Jeongin gave a single nod. "I understand."

The group began to disperse, though the heavy weight of the conversation lingered in the air. Chan stepped closer to you, his steps slow.

He reached out, almost touching your shoulder but stopping and pulling away. "I don't want you to have to go through this. There has to be another way."

"I don't want to die, Chan. But I can't stand the thought of doing nothing and watching everyone suffer because I'm too afraid."

"You're not alone in this," he whispered.

"I don't know if I'm strong enough," you whispered, voice barely above a breath.

"You're stronger than you think." He sighed. "If you survive this I may or may not give you a job on the council."

You let out a soft laugh, the tension in your chest loosening ."I'll hold you to that," you said, managing a small smile.

━━

Chan's door creaked open, revealing him sitting at the edge of his bed, again. His head lifted when he saw you, a flicker of surprise crossing his features before softening into something more familiar.

"Hey," you greeted, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. You held up the first aid kit. "Thought I'd give you your night check-up."

Chan's lips curved into a faint smirk. "I thought we were supposed to be worried about you, not the other way around."

"Nice try," you replied, setting the kit on the small table by his bed. "You're not getting out of this. Show me the burn."

Chan exhaled softly as he lifted the edge of his shirt. The bandage you had carefully applied earlier was still in place, but the edges were slightly frayed.

You knelt beside him, your fingers peeling back the bandage. "Looks like it's healing," you murmured, inspecting the area. The redness had dulled, and the swelling had gone down significantly. "Still, we'll clean it up and reapply everything just to be safe."

Chan watched you as you worked. "You know you don't have to do this."

You glanced up at him, your hands still moving as you applied a fresh layer of ointment. "Do what?"

"Take care of me. Worry about me. You've got enough on your plate."

You paused, meeting his eyes. "You're part of my plate, Chan. You're not a burden, so stop saying stuff like that."

When you finished, you sat back, satisfied with your work. "There," you said, closing the first aid kit. "Good as new." You let his shirt drop down on his back again.

Chan chuckled softly, shaking his head. "I wouldn't go that far, but thanks."

As you stood to leave, his hand shot out, gently catching your wrist. You turned back, surprised, and found him looking up at you with an expression you couldn't quite decipher.

"Thank you," he whispered.

You felt your heart skip a beat as your eyes lingered on his face. The sharp line of his jaw, the curve of his lips, the way his brows furrowed slightly as he looked at you. It was almost unfair how effortlessly handsome he was.

You snapped yourself out of it. "It's no problem."

"Just...please don't give the blood."

"Chan, we've already talked about this-"

"No," he interrupted, his voice firmer this time. He pulled you closer by the wrist, his grip gentle but commanding, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. "You're not doing it. I won't let you."

"You can't stop me," you replied, your tone soft but resolute. "It's my choice to make."

"You think I'm just going to sit back and watch you sacrifice yourself? That's not happening. Not while I'm here."

"Chan, this isn't about you. This is about saving lives. All of us are at risk."

"It is about me. Because you're part of my world now, and I'm not about to lose you." You froze at his words. The intensity in Chan's gaze made it impossible to look away. His hand loosened slightly around your wrist, but he didn't let go. His thumb began brushing over your skin. "You give me some normalcy in a cruel world."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't think we're in a situation were I can admit it out loud."

"Then show me."

He hesitated, his hand still resting on your wrist. Slowly, he pulled you closer, guiding you to sit beside him on the edge of the bed.

Your knees brushed against his as you settled into the space he made for you. His hand slid from your wrist down to your palm, his fingers intertwining with yours.

"I don't want you to misunderstand," he began, his voice low and hesitant. "This...might be instinct. I haven't been this close to a woman since months before the virus spread."

Your fingers tightened slightly around his, "Whatever this is, it's not just instinct. You wouldn't be this careful if it was."

He let out a small laugh, the sound tinged with both amusement and nervousness. "You're too good at reading me, you know that?"

"Someone has to be," you teased lightly, trying to ease the weight of the moment. But the seriousness in his eyes didn't waver.

"I've tried to stay focused on surviving," he said quietly. "Keeping everyone safe, keeping myself together. But with you...it's different. You remind me of life before."

The softest of breaths left his lips, and before you could even think, his hand moved to cup your cheek, his touch gentle but sure. Without a word, he leaned in slowly, his face so close you could feel his breath brush against your lips.

And then, just as you thought you might lose yourself, he kissed you.

The kiss was urgent. Desperate. His hand cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing over your skin as if to reassure himself that you were truly there, within reach.

Your breath hitched as the intensity of his kiss deepened. His other hand slid to your waist, pulling you flush against him, and you could feel the heat of his body. The kiss was rough, as though he couldn't get enough, his lips moving against yours with urgency.

You responded in kind, your fingers weaving into his hair as you leaned into him. His mouth parted slightly, and you didn't hesitate.

Chan groaned softly, the sound vibrating against your lips. The raw need was evident in the way his hands roamed, one tracing the curve of your back, the other settling on the back of your neck to pull you even closer. There was nothing careful about it anymore; everything was urgent as if this kiss was the last thing either of you would have before the world came crashing down.

Who knows, maybe it was?

You parted for a breath, but before you could gather yourself, Chan's lips found yours again. His hands slid down to your hips, lifting you slightly as he shifted, pulling you onto his lap with ease.

He chuckled against you, "I've missed this."

"I've missed this too," you whispered.

When was the last time you kissed someone? Too long.

You could feel the roughness of his fingertips against your skin and the way he traced the lines of your spine. His lips moved down to your jaw. You tilted your head back instinctively, giving him more access, more of you. His hands were everywhere. Gripping. Exploring.

Your own hands were no better, tangling in his shirt, feeling the muscles in his back ripple under your touch. You spoke breathy, "Chan."

He groaned in response. His hands slid under your shirt, pulling it off you with ease. You didn't hesitate either, your hands working to unbutton his shirt, your fingers trembling as you revealed more of him.

There was no space left between you.

Maybe it was human instinct, but it felt fucking good.