#but either way. noooooot a fan.

[scattered-winter]

i BARELY slept last night bc i was literally fuckign hallucinating and i thought somebody was inside my room and now some jackass with a trumpet is pretending he's the only person living in this entire building :/

[thalwhore]

Ranking Taliesins relationships with my Skyrim characters (dragonborn and not)

Aenerion: Do u think they explored eachothers bodies? No but seriously. Both Ex-Thalmor, both used to have younger family members in their life that they care about and miss (tho Aenerions are both adopted), both trying to right the wrongs made during their Thalmor service and both have varying levels of snark (epically towards said Thalmor). Probably the best relationship either of them have had in years, friendly or otherwise. 10/10

Helena: She's an Imperial who hates the war, so she's noooooot the biggest fan of Tally when they first meet. However, she lost her son to the great war and Taliesin doesn't exactly look old,,,,plus if she can let Aenerion into her home then she can help another Thalmor in need. They butt heads often regarding stance on the war and Talos, but despite being so much younger than Taliesin, Helena has some empty nest syndrome and insists on mothering him, which includes making sure he's well fed, buying him water breathing potions 'just in case' after learning he can't swim, and using her blacksmithing expertise to ensure he's well defended (don't worry, she won't touch Berwhale). Overall I give them a 6.5/10, not entirely netural but not the best nor healthy relationship.

Shorbz: Aenerions adopted (stolen) child. He's a devotee of Mara and functions almost like a Paladin archetype. He's not the biggest fan of the Thalmor but tries to love and accept all as Mara would. Taliesin is sometimes annoyed by just how accepting and blindly trusting he is,,, 5/5 they tolerate eachother and in a world where Shorbz isn't the db then they meet, Tally gets saved and and they go their separate ways.

Zhan'Ari: Doesn't know how to feel about him,,,,he's a vampire but, not by choice. Although he also doesn't actively seek to cure it? And also leader of the Thieves Guild but despite that, has a weirdly strong sense of honour? Tally feels a bit bad after hearing how all this came to be but still doesn't personally agree with a lot of it,,,6/10, doesn't hate him but finds it hard to relax and be trusting around a bloodstarved vampire theif.

Eimtru Lichen-Shoal: Aah, a fellow mer! Though he's a Bosmer rather than Altmer. Eimtru grew up in the Imperial City so he's quite intimately familiar with the Thalmor, as well as their relationship to the Empire. He's not the biggest fan but if nobody bothers him then he'll do the same. Helps Talisein because duh, he's not a monster. I hc Tally likes to wear perfumes but it absolutely MESSES with poor Eimtru's werewolf senses. He also doesn't quite feel safe in Jorvaskr with him given the Companions past with elves,,,, overall they get along though. They share tragic backstory anecdotes and goof off sometimes, and on more than one occasion Tally has been convinced to mount Werewolf Eimtru when travelling because 'its just so much faster than walking'. 7/10, not besties but they're pretty close and have a mutual respect for one another, even if they don't care for a lot of the others allegiances.

Nirenor: A Snelf??? In this era?? Even though Nirenor is quite shy and reserved, Taliesin stays with him if for no reason other than curiosity. Being the other 1/2 of Aenerions adoptive family, Nirenor is quite kind hearted and does his best to help people where he can, even the Nords who tell tales of Ysgramors conquest. Later on Tally learns that he's actually feral as fuck underneath all that shyness and he can and will stab someone that pisses him off once he comes out of his shell. Is not a fan of the whole dragonborn thing given its history,,,but sees this as a chance to help the Nords unlearn a lot of their prejudices. Also he's fucking terrified of Elenwen and totally doesn't have a heartwarming moment post-embassy with Tally where he's reminded of his worth but also that Taliesin will nOT let the Thalmor capture him and that is a goddamn promise. 9/10, they start off pretty netural but by the end of the Embassy quest they'd probably die for eacbother.

Tretchus: Horrible, evil mer. Yes he has a tragic backstory, no that does not excuse trying to have Molag Bal AND Mannimarco literally destroy all life on Nirn. The only reason Taliesin would stay with this fucker is if he developed an 'I can fix him' mentality. 1/10 they were probably cute at the start but Tretchus' descent isn't stoppable and Tally needs to either get out, or go down with him.

Eira: She's a Nord, ew. She's descended from Ysgramor, double ew. She obviously keeps that second part secret for as long as humanly possible given Taliesins previous job, but eventually it gets out and I imagine he feels so, so betrayed. But they'd already built up a strong bond before that, both being righteous individuals (though Tally is a bit more feral) who believe in doing good and preserving life, no matter the cost. Their relationship becomes a bit rocky after the reveal but Tally gets over it eventually and supports her in the Dragonborn journey. Also thinks its quite funny for someone with Atmoran blood to be the DB so once he's over the initial shock, he flaunts it to everyone they have dealings with. 'Yeah She's got Ysgramor blood, yeah she's like, totally meant to be the Dragonborn it's like coming full circle.' Tally goes from 'I never want to see you again' to 'If anyone gives you shit I will stab them'. 7.5/10, quite the odd relationship but overall quite healthy.

I've a few more skyrim chars but they're in the works, these are just the more fleshed out.

Taliesin belongs to @dynamite124 , lmk if I wrote him ooc in this, I tried but obviously he's your creation and I'm also not all that far thru the main quest yet djegsksgsk.

[ladyloveandjustice]

Fall 2020 Anime Overview

I started out watching the a ton of anime for the Fall 2020 season, but then ended up not being caught up with most of them by the the time the end rolled around. I still pretty much intend to catch up with Yashahime Princess Half Demon someday (I do like the three leads, it just the plot’s been dull as dirt and the fights aren’t very inspired either) and though I dropped Wandering Witch after bad press started rolling in (I CANNOT deal with pointless tragedy in my current state of mind) I might check out a few more episodes someday just to from my own opinion. For now, let’s just quickly review the anime I DID manage to finish on time this season.

Sleepy Princess in the Demon Castle

Sleepy Princess in the Demon Castle is exactly what it says on the tin: Princess Syalis isn’t too bothered about being captured by demons and locked in their castle, but she does value a good night’s sleep, and she is absolutely ruthless when it comes to getting it- so ruthless, in fact, that the demons realized it might not be that she’s trapped in here with them, but that they’re trapped in here with her.

Sleepy Princess is top tier comedy comfort food. It rarely got a huge belly laugh, but it always but a smile on my face and was a great thing to watch before going to bed. Syalis’s single-minded search for some shut eye is a joke that could have gotten old very quickly, but the show consistently found creative ways to expand on the gags and build it’s world and a fun cast of characters along the way. 

Though Syalis is downright brutal to the demons when it comes to getting what she wants (and has a knack for getting herself killed at well), thanks to a demon cleric that offers easy resurrections, you never feel too bad for anyone involved. In fact, the demons and Syalis form a strangely heartwarming bond over the course of the show , and it’s clear by the end that Syalis definitely has the ability to come and go if she damn well pleases and just finds this castle a fun place where she can find respite from her princessly responsibilities. 

A nice bonus for those of us who like a little subversion is that the show has a lot of fun playing with standard adventure tropes- the demons often lament that Syalis is not at all what they expected from a captive princess, for one, but my favorite fun little twist is how Syalis feels about the hero currently on a (seemingly endless) quest to rescue her- she manages to both hold him in contempt AND consistently fail to remember his name. That level of disregard takes some impressive effort.

The show has the same director as the Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun anime and as such has a similarly nice comic and visual flourishes throughout. It definitely gets two sleepy thumbs up for me.

Jujutsu Kaisen

Jujutsu Kaisen follows a young man named Yuuji Itadori who, after tangling with a demon, ends up with one inside him. With a death sentence hanging over his head, he’s inducted into a school for “jujutsu sorcerers”, and begins training to use his newfound powers to defeat demons and curses.

Jujutsu Kaisen quickly tells you on no uncertain terms it is Action Shonen, introducing a huge cast of a characters and powers and super high stakes and hey there’s even gonna be a tournament arc soon. It is really, really pretty to look at, with a killer opening and ending, some seriously great animation and cool visuals for the fights especially. But is it particularly memorable otherwise? Noooooot really, so far. The sea of technobabble it tends to descend into when trying to explain how the various powers work often has me zoning out and wishing they’d just let me watch the pretty punches. The villains and the general plot isn’t particularly compelling. The characters are nice enough, but haven’t given me much to be attached to so far. Though I do appreciate this one dude who is the embodiment of millennial ennui:

I’ll keep watching though, because it is a visually stunning, action-y thing to my turn your brain off to and god knows I want to turn my brain off all the time lately. 

And the characters do have potential- the One Girl of the main group, Nobara, has a really fun personality in that she’s a total shitlord doofus brawler who can thus doof around with our equally dumbass protagonist, which is an pretty fun, unusual personality for the One Girl to have! Her interactions with Maki, the weapons expert senpai girl, are promising too. I’m just waiting for her to actually, you know, DO something that really shows off her skills- I’m told she DOES eventually get to (gasp) win fights on her own and do cool stuff, but so far show has kind at that of failed miserably and underused her like most action shonen underuse their girls. Plus, taking Yuuji out of the group for such a long stretch seems like a weird choice, we’ve been deprived really seeing him for relationships with his peers. The pacing seems off. But maybe the upcoming tournament arc will make up for that and actually be worthwhile!

Talentless Nana

In a world where kids with superpowers are sent to island schools to fight mysterious “enemies of humanity”, one class of such kids is thrown into chaos when they find themselves targeted by a deadly force.

It’s pretty much impossible to talk about Talentless Nana without discussing how it deviates dramatically from what its premise appears to be in episode one, so I’ll just say if you like stories with superpowers and intrigue, you should definitely sit through that first episode and see if the plot that’s eventually revealed is something that you’re here for. But if you want to avoid spoilers, DON’T GO BELOW THE CUT, because I’m about to get very spoilery.

Basically, Talentless Nana pulls a bait and switch, starting it’s first episode posing as generic superhero anime where the protagonist appears to be your standard meek-but-powerful anime boy (Nanao) who just needs some support and encouragement from a pink haired mind reading manic pixie dream girl (Nana) to unlock his self-confidence and ~true power~ (ugh)...only to take SHARP swerve when  Nana ruthlessly murders Nanao and reveals she’s been sent by the government to take out the superpowered kids one by one because THEY are the considered the true enemies of humanity. Oh, and she doesn’t have any superpowers, or “talents”- she was just able to sus out everything Nanao was thinking through basic deductive reasoning because he was so flippin’ obvious and basic.

As my love for a certain character in a certain game may have clued people into, I am ALWAYS delighted when what appears to be a generic, underwritten girlfriend character is then revealed to be an interesting, ruthless mastermind. And having an anime appear to be about a bland boy with a Dream Girlfriend but then actually turn into a show about a deeply cynical, morally dubious girl who’s clearly holding down a lot of messy feelings as she considers everyone her enemy...well, it may be a cheap trick to some, but it also feels a little bit like justice for all the underwritten female characters sacrificed to bland male leads. It’s still rare enough that I dig it when it happens. And the metatext of Nana zeroing in on this kid as the most standard of main character boys, assessing him as the biggest threat because of it and knowing the perfect way to take him out, is pretty inherently funny to me.

But if the show JUST banked on that twist and was about Nana brutally and cynically slaughtering these kids, it would get boring quickly and Nana would be a bland character herself. Fortunately, it doesn’t go that route. Nana struggles and grows a lot over the course of the show. She finds opposition in transfer student Kyoya, a stoic (and socially awkward) young man who pretty quickly becomes suspicious of her. A lot of the tension from the early episodes comes from her sweating as she tries to outmaneuver him and she makes plenty of mistakes along the way. She also slowly but surely starts to question her mission, and we get an idea of her backstory and how the government specifically has groomed her into believing people with powers to be evil. That belief is one that’s challenged by her friendship with another girl, and it’s pretty rewarding to watch Nana’s feelings and world expand little by little.

The show is definitely a little schlocky-some of the plots (as well as the general premise of the government thinking this is the optimal way to get rid of their superpowered kids problem) fall apart if you think too much about them, and some of the kids Nana goes up against are sleazy and unlikeable in over the top ways (which makes it easy for her to stick to her convictions all these kids deserve to die at first). In particular, I have to give a heads up for some sleazy guys doing and saying sleazy things, though the show never gets too overbearing or graphic with it (and the gore is generally PG-13 level as well). 

Basically. There are some truly ridiculous happenings in this show. But how ridiculous and pulpy and over the top it is can be part of the appeal, and it’s fun to just sit back and watch the spectacle of Nana and her peers head-scratching machinations. 

So, while certainly not an anime with airtight construction or flawless quality and depth, I found Nana an overall entertaining watch, especially as a fan of cat-and-mouse murder-y shenanigans, and thought it has a very compelling main character and managed to end on a heartwrenching (but earned) note. I definitely wouldn’t say no to a second season and would be interested to see where things go from here.

[seb-owns-these-tatas]

Puppet Strings

Please don’t police the shit out of me for this one (I’ve read and seen all of what’s happening in Tumblr with the talented authors 😭😫---either way, I DGAF if I get judged for writing this. Y’all are getting this for free. LMAO. Welcome to my freakin’ kinky world. 😭

MASTERLIST

Characters: Stephen Colley x Reader

Summary: You’ve had Stephen wrapped around your finger by using your family’s kindness to your advantage---keeping him guilty and complying over whatever wishes you wanted---he was giving it due to your manipulative, cunning persona. You were being head-over-heels for him that made you have your reasons, thinking that being the way you are was fine for your strong obsession. 

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Manipulative reader. Obsessed reader. This is quite dark for me because she’s using our puppy to her benefit (somehow?)---using Stephen as if he’s her boy toy. Spitting. Sub!Stephen. Porn with a plot. (Though, this was planned to only be porn without a plot LMAO) Dub-con. Exhibitionism. Angst? Thirsty ass reader. Not connected to the plot of the movie.

Words: 3,810+

A/N: I didn’t know what happened that this ended up this way. Please don’t judge my soul for this.I was all ‘oh my baby stephen’ to writing this filthy shit. Also, Stephen’s 20 in this and the reader is 19, okay? So, legal. (In my country it is) ENJOY, FILTHY LADIES! This made me pout because of how soft Stephen is and the reader is quite...Eh. 😭 I think this will be a 3-5 part fic. Heehee. Or maybe not----lmao. We’ll see. 

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Disclaimer: PNG’s and pictures used in edits are not mine even the GIF’s too. However, the edits and this fanfic is definitely from moi.

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THE SMELL OF BLUEBELLS WAS ARDENT AND SWITH, it's scent thoroughly withstanding and wafting through your nose with the odor of sweat. Stephen's earthy and musk scent adding more stimulation to what was being given down south and around the canvas of your breasts.

An ample amount of slime trailed a path from the swell of your knockers through the meander of your neck, feeling a pair of soft, delicate lips having its way and paving to have a suck; thrilled and exploratory over giving you a mark that you surely ordered him around to.

You've felt the tiny nibbles on your neck, feeling full over being filled by the cock of your family's lackey who happened to be under your manipulative, presumptuous fingers. Stephen was having his way with you, as he was commanded to do so in the middle of harvesting crops; all sweaty, dirty and masking in his domestic labor as your fingers hooked along his belt hoops, pulling him away from the field towards a veiled place where bluebells were filled.

The first time you've had sex with Stephen, he was beyond hesitant. His rosy cheeks fueled as if it was on fire from the moment you've asked him for more of his services; to be the one to take your virginity rather than a rich, middle aged man who had terrible mustaches that crept the heck out of you.

Stephen and his pure innocence understood your favors of help by wanting him to accompany you in the city while you buy things for yourself or stuff that your mother asked to buy.

Much to your dismay for his lack of apprehension, It wasn't the type of aid you were asking for.

How pretty his face flushed a lot more from how you've frankly told him that you needed a different type of assistance to satisfy that curiosity of yours made you giggle, the desire pooling more in the pit of your stomach, filling in the prurient passion as if it was enough to stimulate you.

Stephen Colley was utterly pretty, beyond God's work as he was sculpted with a face of a Greek God as people have been saying. Your family even admiring God's work of art by how he was created; enough to be painted and inspired to be sculptured in the museums. He was the first boy in your fantasies and the only one that could make you breathe deep breaths in between rubbing the itch in your mound as you explored your body by yourself that nobody ever had yet.

He was your fantasy. The boy in your dreams that you would gladly want to have in your life for years end.

After welcoming the afterglow of an orgasm, such debauched thoughts came into your head in the same time you've wanted to rub onto that button again for thinking about him.

You were going to have him. You wanted him, you've mindlessly convinced yourself. Stephen was a plague that could infect your precious little mind---the facade of an innocent, kind and shy sweetheart that your family has been seeing from you was ruined when you've reached puberty.

It wasn't helping that Stephen walked around the house with clothes that you surely want to ruin. Your mind being influenced by your older sister's experiences with men and how her sex life have been.

She was a wild one and deep inside---no matter how much you tell yourself that it was a deed that people respectfully hold onto, the untamed part of you wanted to experience it with the boy who had adorable rosy cheeks and a gorgeous accent that could make you gush.

Being in line with the heavens, you were lucky Stephen was quite naive despite being a year older than you and with all the plans you had inside your head, being manipulative and guilt-tripping him till he would obey was the only answer for him to accept your offers because the boy was beyond nice and respectful, innocent---delicate as he may seem in being a rose without thorns amongst the bundle of daisies growing along the field.

You weren't his first to be honest; hearing that he had his virginity taken by a lady when he was taking a trip to the city, the woman being older than him and enamored by his beauty, she was very pretty as Stephen saw her the first time---growing a little crush before the lady has offered him a night filled with pleasure, leaving him alone the next morning and a ton of cash that has left him heartbroken by expecting a number or a sweet filled morning with her.

Was this obsession you had for Stephen? you couldn't tell while having the luck of being boffed by him no matter how tentative he may been. The phrase you've been telling whenever he was reluctant held a powerful will for making him capitulate over your wishes.

'You're working for us---I'm your miss. Shouldn't you always follow what I have to say, Stephen?'

Guileful and conniving for you, but you've had no other choice especially when you've heard your sister gossip about how he was starting to take a liking over a girl across the neighborhood, the lady living in a castle---going way back with him and her family because they've known each other since they were kids until they've moved away and came back to their hometown.

Cassandra. That was her name. It was a name that should be left forgotten in Stephen's mind.

Your boy shifted in between your opened legs, your dress hiked up and his trousers unbuttoned; stopping on the end of his derriere as he stuck his swollen cock inside your tight folds, kissing and licking along your throat and breasts that had you mewling beneath him.

Begging him to take you in the middle of the grass to relieve that fantasy only he could satisfy, you've laid beneath him and promised that he could take his time and do whatever he pleases. Exploring every inch and depth of your body with your dress being in a bunch and unfastened by Stephen. Today, you've just wanted to feel him, touch him and let him be inside you because of certain feelings that can't be resisted.

He was patiently taking his time, both of you basking in the afternoon glow before dusk and never bringing in a gas lamp before night even arrives. Stephen was licking your taut nub, his mouth close to your nipple as his hot breath was fanning along his own saliva, bringing pleasure and satisfaction. Another weak whimper erupted from your mouth, watching his eyes closed; tongue darting out to flick your other hardened nipple before deeply moaning out his approval as he devoured your breasts with a tight, strong suck.

The lewd action was enough to make your spine and toes curl.

You've flexed your cunt, tightening around his girth and you've heard him lowly groan with your nipple in his mouth. He immediately pulled his mouth off your breasts with a pop. Innocent, lust-filled baby blues stared above you, the flicker in his eyes asking and waiting for your next behest.

"Stephen," was the only word you managed to croak out, sounding like you were being choked as you felt him slowly pull out of your thirsty cunt. He leaned his head to the left, dipping his head and giving you a kiss which caught you off-guard; it was plain and enough to take your mind off his throbbing cock that has slithered in. After being explored by his mouth on your body, Stephen's lips that landed on you to give a peck surely felt unfamiliar because you both rarely do share kisses in the midst of intercourse.

His crimson colored lips on yours felt divine. The sudden smooch probably involuntary in his part because of how sexually intimate you were being with him. You've swallowed the moan forming in your throat by feeling him wholly pull out, moaning and whining from the lack of imbue and by forcing yourself not to have your way with his lips---wanting nothing but to dance your mouth with his.

You knew this was a one-sided affection and he didn't entirely adored you like how you do for him.

Your fingers gripped onto the grass on either side, it traveled and clasped around Stephen's neck that felt balmy beneath the pad of your fingers. Drops of perspiration smoothening out as you watched him pant above you, breathless and in a daze. His cheeks turning rosier and crimson from such scabrous act you've brought him in.

He was heavy and scathing on your thigh. His hand grabbing onto the growing base of his throbbing, uncut, hard cock as he looked between you both, a shaky breath leaving his lips as he was feeling his cock on his hands, fingers enclosing around his girth to give it one jerk that made you salivate.

His neck was sweating, drops of perspiration falling along his temples and to distract yourself, you've darted your tongue out to sweep the sweat off his face, catching him off guard that made him throatily groan and cast you a look, his eyes withdrawn and thoroughly focused on what taboo you tried to help him be accustomed with.

The place you decided to be ravished on was rather risquè but also getting you more thrilled to know that your sister knew this spot as a location you always spend time with whenever you were reading. You've heard tiny shuffling of bushes which made Stephen look away and observe whoever that was with his eyebrows knotted together---distracting him and pushing the worry away just like you always do, you've quietly whispered in his ear.

"Put that cock in me, Stephen. Please,"

At the sound of you pleading, it was enough to pull his thoughts away from being concerned over your family catching you both in such a raunchy moment. Their daughter laid amongst the land, being ravished by their worker who they've trusted for all their heart---a boy whom they didn't expect to be salaciously connected with you.

The both of you were in for a tough scolding if caught.

Pointing the head of his cock in your entrance, he'd swiftly drove in. You were wet enough for him to slip inside with the right tightness of your cunt that pushed him to grunt as he filled you in one go. Your back curled from the penetration, the thirst for sexual gratification being answered by Stephen when he started to thrust his hips, experimenting over the pace that could make you moan around his arms before pummeling like how he wanted to.

"Oh yeah---yeah---yes, just like that," you've choked in your own moans and pleasure, licking your lips and watching how he was defiling your cunt with his cock, your slick moisturizing his---the filthy sound of your juices coating his, thrusting in and out of your folds; becoming music to the sound of insects probably watching how you were both sending each other raptures.

Stephen knew how thrilled you were becoming by the audible sound of how filthy he was making you feel. Being aware of the obscene sound whenever he tries to fasten the pace, slowing down to let you both appreciate the erotic sense of debauchery has gotten you biting your lip up at him.

You were his miss and whatever you wanted was his job to give.

He'd slip a hand in between you, the pad of his thumb finding your clit and when he did, Stephen started rubbing that throbbing nub of yours in rough, circular motions making your core jerk, your hips chasing his hand with each thrust he gives; entirely accepting and embracing the sheer pleasure he was giving.

Your boy was deeply grunting with each shove of his hips, his cock befouling your scheming soul and you were loving every moment---cherishing the sounds he create that only you could muster.

Only you, not Cassandra---not anyone.

In the midst of such onslaught and currently trapped in your own bliss, you've never took heed of Stephen panting out your name; thinking that he was bemoaning his desperation for continuously prodding your hole in a greedy pace, his carping had a flicker of perturbation in his diluted, lust-filled baby blues as he tried to catch your attention.

"Miss---Miss," Stephen couldn't stop his smutty assaults. Too concentrated on reaching both of your highs as he peered down at you with his peepers growing larger when he heard your name being called from afar; being an echo of warning that what you were both caught up with was utterly unchaste.

"---your family---ugh---they're seeking for you," he grunted with every word and plunge; his pace never stopping and his fingers reaching further down to polish your clit. Your leak being spread all over your folds as he licked his lips, admiring how you were writhing beneath his body---how you reacted to his ministrations.

Their voices echoed from afar, alerting you both that they were closer than you imagined them to be. It was the dead of the night already, the time after nightfall as you both welcomed the sins of passion that you have gotten Stephen to be involved in again. Being in the shadows of the night, the moment was easier to covert from your family as you laid to satisfy your mania. The ruffle of grass being stepped on repeatedly actually has been the sound of Stephen ardently violating your cunt along the land of dew.

You've both turned your heads to see light coming from the far distance. A buzz of incomprehensible words of unknown from your sister who was mindlessly telling her hunches as to where you both went; remembering that Stephen was also not around for her to ask if he could buy stuff around town because it was already night time.

"Oh, yes!---don't mind them!---just do me,"

He slowed down his pace, skeptical over being caught but never stopping his thrusts while his features turned conflicted over being dubious and also feeling like he was floating for the twist of elation written on your face from his drives. You've grabbed onto his hair, roughly turning his head to face yours as he loudly grunted and groaned above you, the sound made you slip a finger on his lips to shush his moans.

"You're not going to get caught---we're not going to get caught. Just stifle your moans. You can do that. You're a good boy---our good boy and you'll make me cum, right?"

The whispers you've managed to slip past your lips made him stare down at you, understanding what you were trying to point out and it has not been seconds before he'd nodded before you, starting his relentless pace that made you sigh as he was trying to build up your orgasm again, grabbing onto your ankle and hooking it around his hip as he continued to forge himself in you; his breath hitting your face with every push---grunts being uncontrolled from the actions.

You've heard a twig break from behind, not wanting Stephen to be distracted---you've grabbed onto his face and forced him to look at you; your heart beat never ceasing to run fast whenever he stares into your eyes. The fast heart beat also being the cause of your orgasm coming.

He'd shifted in between you, your hips bucking to meet every thrust he offered. Mewling out lewd moans whenever he hits that spot that felt so heavenly. Reaching for his hand, you've guided him back to where he has been flicking---your clit that he immediately rubbed on as you were approaching your high.

Loud, rough grunts came from his throat, feeling his own coming as your cunt gripped him hard for the sounds he was creating. Your mouth and face contorted in sheer pleasure when you've violently thrashed against his hold. Stephen's unconscious response was to grab onto you, keeping you closer to his lean, muscular body---a wiry sculpted body from all the hard work that he does for your family; convulsing in his arms as you gushed around his penetrative cock.

Rambunctious ugh's came from the both of you, especially from your boy who was in the midst of coming. Your sensitive cunt was jolting as Stephen went on in propelling himself, his face of bliss bringing you ecstacy as it was hot for a beautiful face to be debauched like that. You've forgotten your family who was in search for you when he wholly pulled out just in time for him to spill his warm seed over your torso, his load shooting out in spurts as he breathed heavily above you.

You've both shared silence after a moment of paradise. As a habit you've held Stephen accountable, he'd delicately held onto your jaw with his calloused fingers, pinching them together to set forth over opening your mouth. It was an understanding and idea that you told him about after an act of pleasure. He was against the idea at first before you've basically convinced him that there would be no moment as if you were being degraded. But, he somehow has become used to it after quite some time.

Besides, it was one of your wishes. His miss surely needed to have it when she wants it.

Gradually opening your lips, Stephen has lined his mouth on you. Drawing down a line of spit and aiming to shoot it inside; thoroughly not bothered about the fact of it already as he spat inside your mouth, making you grin as he gathered his spilled cum on your torso with a finger, slipping them inside your vermillion, his eyes in a daze as he concentrated over the mouth that has sucked on his cream-filled fingers---swallowing the mixture of his saliva and release like it was food for your tainted soul.

He certainly didn't expect you to be ribald and deceptive from such a religious family---But, considering your sister and her liberated moments, maybe it was probably in the blood.

"Was it how you liked it today?" he simply acknowledged, tone curious over the fact of being caught by your family was thrilling you which is why you've dragged him along the meadow while he was working, asking him for a quick frigging in a deserted, furtive space.

Stephen helped you wear your dress after snapping his breeches back, keeping himself decent. He still wore his white, dirt-filled tank top. Slipping over his suspenders on his shoulders, the latter remained sitting on the grass as you stood up. The expression on his face mixed with a look of a puppy who was blushing under the moon light, his hair utmost unkempt and clothes looking rumpled as if he had a wild night.

"It was everything, Stephen." you softly muttered, flattening the stresses of your dress with the back of your hand, erasing any proof or evidence that you had a nooky with your family's beautiful helper. A sigh left your lips as the ache of thirst was probing your spine, yearning for more than once today.

"---But, can you do me one more favor?"

"Anything, Miss Y/N."

Stephen waited and watched for your response, seeing you ogling at his beauty as he sat silently, catching sight of those suggestive flicker of your eyes under the night.

You've knelt before him, having your height differences obvious from how you tried being eye to eye as he was still taller than you. He'd simply studied your face, changing into an expression that he wouldn't get to reject---not that he ever does because he had no other choice but to follow what you wanted because you were still his patron.

"Can you visit my chambers after dinner?"

He was quick to become uncertain over the service being asked. His thoughts hastily going to what happened in the middle of fornication a while ago; the risk of being exposed by your family for what you both decided to tumble through the afternoon, "But, Miss---"

His protests were cut short when you've distracted him with a delicate kiss to the lips, using it to your advantage as it left seeing him swallowing his apprehension down in the pit of his stomach. Kissing you back with a soft peck that got you sighing when he pulled away to wait for your answer, his complains never being risked to be told. Currently disoriented from the kiss you've given him out of the blue and from the feeling of being confused over what he should feel for letting you have him explicitly.

"My family won't be awake in the middle of the night,"

"Would...you wish to be ravished again?" he understood what you wanted. Another part of his services that he only gives you because you were artful enough to manipulate him into thinking that the idea was fine---that giving you his body and soul was fine.

Stephen had his utmost respect for everyone in your family because he was thankful for them to be employed in the household. Which is why he was even helping you in this part of favor that he surely could have no say about.

"Yes. Can I have you for the night?---I need you tonight,"

He gave a small smile, his fingers reaching for a couple of bluebells from behind. Completely helpless to be under your demands, "If you are in need of it, then I suppose it is fine. Will it help you sleep at night?" the latter slipped the flower behind your ear, his beam so precious with a soul valuable enough to be exploited or influenced by your manipulative ploys.

"Yes---Yes, it does. It'll keep me in deep slumber rather than sleeping like I never have slept at all,"

"---Then you can have me again if you want to---all night if you wish so,"

You've let him tuck the flower, appreciating how handsome and charming he sweetly smiled when you've taken his fingers and kissed every pad of it.

"Thank you, Stephen. You're amazing,"

"Anything for you, Miss."

There will be no place for Cassandra or any other women in his mind. You were determined to swarm his thoughts with only you---where he would worship no other woman nor let him have the desire to feel pleasure over others. From the moment he came into your lives, you've already marked him as your person when you were younger; having this toxic affection for him from the moment you've seen his sweet, seraph face. His personality and characteristics being adding more to your fixation when he was so kind to be gullible---fastening him in a physical-venereal connection that would aid to your benefit.

Stephen Colley was only yours and a puppy---your puppy that you would gladly take care of forever even if it means to be the bad guy in the house.

So, what’s cooking? LMAO. Leave feedbacks to give me power to write the second part. HA!

General taglist for Henry and his characters: @agniavateira​, @iloveyouyen​, @rahdaleigh​, @silverkitten547​, @henrythickcavill​, @kaatelyyynn​

[dezemberzwolf]

I keep thinking about this bit from a certain masterpost and it's:

“Salieri was in stature small rather than large, neither fat nor lean, of a brunette complexion, lively eyes, black hair, temperament choleric, quick tempered.” –Ignaz Franz von Mosel

Because I kinda wanna hear your thoughts about it, specifically the 'temperament choleric' and 'quick tempered' bits and how it can somehow influence FGO Salieri's Man in Grey part in some way

okay first i digress: i am not sure how i feel about the title of the masterpost, considering as a historian i am noooooot the biggest fan of trying to post-mortem diagnose people (especially because a lot of the stuff they submit as ‘im diagnosing this guy as autistic’ is like buddy, i have 90% of those traits. its why i find salieri hilariously relatable. im not autistic, im adhd, can we as like people on the internet and not historians stop trying to slap modern labels on non-modern people. i dont even like people putting specific lgbt labels on historical figures who were known to be non-cishet but without a self-chosen id) but it is otherwise interesting little tidbits :)

anyways, that particular pet peeve of mine aside:

nyahahaha i unironically love irl salieri being a crotchety bastard it makes him so delightful i want to hang out with him so bad. i think he would fit in at family card night.

i do know that a lot of both mozart and salieri in fgo were based heavily on the amadeus movie, and a few little tidbits from l’opera rock (thanks pfalz for confirming you watched that one) so i think these parts would be involved in fgo both as historical and as much as they’re involved in other takes on salieri. fgo salieri is an amalgam, intentionally, so there’s that.

the physical part of that description does also make me think of the living salieri design pfalz did, which i very much love:

lively eyes :) [me crying about how cute this salieri is]

aaaaanyways with regard to the volatile emotive state and being quick to anger, that much is pretty obvious. salieri in fgo is a perfectionist who is very quick to fly into irritation, sticking himself in endless positive feedback loops of emotion he has a hard time getting out of unless someone forces him to snap back. in lb1 he goes from manic to “oh god my music sucks and im worthless” in the span of two seconds, his ability to snap into ‘ill kill mozart’ grey man mode is split-second in oniland, and in passionlip’s interlude it’s implied that while teaching her to play piano he either got so mad he transformed or that she simply saw him as monstrous. (the last one there is kind of not entirely his fault, considering lip’s passive skill forces people to get violent with her even if they wouldn’t normally, but it does definitely imply a temper.)

grey man destabilizes his emotions heavily, and a lot of these flickers and rapid back-and-forths are in direct response to being under stress. when he’s not stressed he’s pretty even - unfortunately, he’s usually stressed. very minor things set him off, but on the other hand, a lot of what he’s worried about is his and others’ safety. salieri thinks himself directly dangerous, which could potentially be due to his knowledge of himself as volatile. i think it’s more due to his knowledge of himself as ‘a thing that brings death’ and not wanting to get anyone else caught up in his fire.

avengers as a class are extremely emotion-based. you cannot become an avenger without wanting revenge, and that in itself is a choice that is always made out of anger. avengers are driven by their emotion and their wants more than any other class, the want to destroy or to protect or to find something that is theirs. they are a class of stubborn, stubborn anger.

either way! uhm, in conclusion, since this was very stream of consciusness analysis: i do think that the implied volatility of those temperaments in irl salieri are present in fgo salieri, fgo salieri is more very deeply affected by his own depression and anxiety, he is very clearly mentally unwell and that causes him to have easily triggered episodes of anxiety or mania-depression swings rather than anger

it’s also a personal headcanon of mine that whatever salieri does feel, he does not feel it in a minor sense or on the middle end of the spectrum. he is either at a 0 or a 10 on a scale, there’s no range. when he’s upset, he’s upset. check his valentines scene, he goes from ‘casual and generally amiable’ to ‘absolutely freaking the fuck out’ in like, a sentence. quick tempered for every temperament, pinging between emotions in a way that actively exhausts him because it’s just hard to feel so much all the time.

[bigskydreaming]

Oooh, mind if I weigh in on this one Em? There’s actually been considerable world-building done with symbiotes and their lore in the past couple years at Marvel. These days, the symbiotes are a species native to their own planet, Klyntar, and there’s several reasons many of them might be pretty compatible with Dick in the short-term, at least.

A key facet of the symbiote species and their placement in Marvel’s broader universe is that like, most of the Klyntar are fiercely independent people who consider it a big deal and a definite no-no to bond with another sentient being against their will….and this stems from a long (retconned to be long, but this is the ‘history’ as currently acknowledged in Marvel books) history of the Klyntar being targeted by other galactic civilizations seeking to use them as weapons or to enhance their own people or warriors.

So its actually an inverse of the traditional story of how Peter once bonded with the symbiote without realizing at first what he was doing, and then same with Eddie Brock…….those instances were outliers as far as most Klyntar see things. In their experience, its usually them being bonded to alien soldiers against their will, to act as weapons or armor or enhancements for various aliens.

Similarly, the ‘god’ of the Klyntar, the cosmic entity that created their species is Knull, the King in Black, the God of the Void. And according to his own words, and Klyntar legends, he literally created the first one of them as nothing more than a weapon…..he used the substance of the Void to shape a sword he killed a Celestial (Marvel’s space gods) with…..and the sentience and shape-shifting he imbued into that sword (and all the other Klyntar he created after it) were literally just a matter of expediency in his mind. He didn’t create the symbiotes to be a PEOPLE, their existence as thinking entities was simply a byproduct of him viewing them as more useful to him that way.

The whole symbiosis aspect of their nature, bonding with other creatures? That was literally just something he added to them once he expanded his war with the Celestials to waging a war on anything he considered to be of Light, period. Aka anything and everything good or bright or noble.

So the Klyntar, after being created as living weapons by the Marvel primordial god of darkness, were then further altered to become the symbiotes they exist as in the modern era…..solely so that Knull could use them to ‘corrupt’ beings of Light and bring them under his sway, by way of his control over the symbiotes, who in turn controlled their hosts via their symbiotic bond with them.

And the Klyntar - for the most part, and with individual exceptions of course - HATE him for this. They’re super duper noooooot fans of the way their own creator literally never wanted anything for them or cared about any other aspect of them…..beyond their usefulness in his personal war (one they had no stake in themselves, and never cared about or wanted).

Add to that they EXCEPTIONALLY hate how Knull’s preferred method of utilizing them as weapons, was to unleash them on a planet’s populace and subsume all independent will…..thus making them complicit in making other beings subject to the same third-party control they chafed under already.

Basically, autonomy is a really, REALLY big deal to the Klyntar as a generalized populace. 

(Also of note: the Klyntar is their own name for themselves, and its actually a pretty big deal to them that they’re self-named. Eons ago, a bunch of Klyntar finally turned on Knull and caged him on his throneworld, with many of them sacrificing themselves to act as Knull’s literal cage, and the remainder who then went in search of their own planet, they’re the ones who chose the name ‘the Klyntar’ for themselves because before that they’d never had a name - Knull hadn’t seen a need to name them - and it was symbolic of their self-perception shift as they went from viewing themselves as weapons and pawns to seeing themselves as an actual viable race of beings with their own right to exist on their own merits, just for themselves. So…….definite shades of Dick’s personal journey to becoming Nightwing and redefining himself in his own eyes).

So, that cultural history of being exploited and weaponized regardless of their own wants or intentions is definitely something that Dick could relate to and empathize with. Thus with the right symbiote, and assuming their initial introduction to each other wasn’t too traumatizing for either party and starting them off on the wrong foot……I could actually see Dick making the offer to act as a host for a symbiote in order to best help them get home or complete some objective. Its not necessarily something he’d be COMFORTABLE with, and I could def see him having to compartmentalize his own discomfort with the intimacy such a bonding usually results in, but the greater priority in his mind I think would be the sympathy he feels for the situation they’re in and how much he can relate to their wariness of such a bond and how easily it can be exploited/perverted by either party….enough so that he’d convince himself to put up with it for the sake of lending a much-needed helping hand. 

With his own natural wariness and reservations about the bond likely being the very thing that would make him appealing as a host to most Klyntar…..because they’d be able to see that Dick GETS how intimate such a bond could be, and how violating it would be to have that bond exploited or manipulated by one party in an attempt to control the other. Like, if nothing else, Dick’s issues with privacy, boundaries and autonomy would directly translate to most Klyntar as clear evidence that this dude GETS it, he respects all the right/important things about the bond and its implications. 

So ironically, I could see a storyline about Dick bonding with a lost and lonely Klyntar in order to help it get home, as like, potentially a very impactful story with a lot of room for delving into his biggest issues and airing them out and addressing them head-on. All the stuff it’d naturally bring up for him and be stuff he’d have to ‘power through’ in order to even be ABLE to help a wayward symbiote…..is stuff he’d likely be unable to completely hide from his symbiote partner thanks to their bond, even if it was only temporary. 

But this would at least enable him to finally have an actual audience to listen to or observe all the stuff he normally keeps to himself, in regards to his past experiences with stuff like exploitation, loss of autonomy, being externally influenced, etc….one who not only could be an impartial ear, one he’s not worried about judging him for the stuff Dick - as an unreliable narrator and his own worst critic - keeps to himself in large part because he’s convinced his issues with these matters are overblown and him making a bigger deal out of them than they should be. On top of that, however, his temporary partner in crime(fighting) would not just be someone he could finally unpack a lot of this shit to…..but a Klyntar symbiote, more than most anyone else in two universes, would be among the most likely to actually GET where Dick’s coming from with all this, and why its so traumatic and lingering for him - for the exact same reasons why Dick would be considered an acceptable (or even ideal) host for them to bond with.

Who better to help break through to Dick that he’s NOT being dramatic or selfish or ungrateful because of hang-ups and issues he has from all the times he’s been brainwashed or coerced in some way? To validate his feelings on these matters and commiserate with him about the shared experiences of just being seen by others as a potential tool or weapon, or thrown aside or dismissed the second they’re no longer seen as useful?

So it’d definitely be a no to the Venom symbiote IMO, agreed…..but another random Klyntar in general? Mad narrative potential there, I think.

Bonus points if during their time bonded together, the symbiote is able to teach Dick various techniques for walling his sense of self off or protecting his mind from any later attempts to control him or invade his mind.

Random Question Ahoy;

Dick Grayson and the Venom Symbiote

How would this go down?

I feel like Dick could only have a relationship with a symbiote if the symbiote maintained an animal form (like how Sleeper presents as a cat or Venom as a dog) rather than becoming a second skin. I feel like Dick's too independent to really want that type of relationship/dependence on the symbiote.

Now if the symbiote bonded to Dick without Dick's permission then... no dice. Dick's had too many experiences with his autonomy being violated to accept that. I think he'd also reject the idea of bonding with a symbiote after learning that the symbiote could alter his memories. Also, if Venom was still in bloodthirsty mode then Dick absolutely wouldn't consider bonding with Venom.

I'm also not sure Venom would even want to stay bonded with Dick since their souls aren't as compatible as Venom and Eddie's are. It would be interesting if there was another symbiote in play that was more compatible with Dick.

[harryfeatgaga]

Yo that status thing is bullshit what the flying fuck not everyone can afford shit like that for some people it's the album or the concert or sometimes people have to save so much just to get fucking either and for her to be like "buy 3 items and MAYBE u'll get a ticket" is the slowest fucking thing I'm not her fan but I'd be furious they devote so much to be her fans idfk y and she does this dumbass shit fuck even hARRY MADE HIS SHIT MAD AFFORDABLE WHEN HE COULD HAVE MADE MILLIONS MORE

I KNOW???????? LIKE WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT???????

Anonymous said: Man I bitched about getting tickets for Harry's tour but he would NEVER do that to us, like, never, and that's why I'm his fan. Fuck her for that greedy shit, not everyone can afford to buy everything and do all that stuff, god. I may joke about being mad at Harry but at least he's not like that.

seriously like it was hard to get tickets but it was just to make sure that actual fans got them like........this status shit she's doing is crazy

Anonymous said: Holy crap is she really doing that to her fans??? So you literally have to be rich to be #1 fan. Girl she really is embracing this 🐍 bs, even to her own stans

I'm just??? why would you make it so hard for fans to get tickets??? just for more $$$

Anonymous said: first taylor makes this big fuss about how she will never be on streaming services and then she goes and is like BUT I WILL DO A PARTNERSHIP WITH APPLE MUSIC THO!!!!!! and now she is back on spotify just to be petty with katy + get extra moolah and here she is actually making her fans buy their way into getting the CHANCE to get tix???? bye bitch

bye i know

Anonymous said: I'm grossed out @ the font actually bc my ass is brown and it looks like old school 90's font black and latinxs use to use and i get called a fucking chola for liking this font and some yt does it to be "edgy" and pppllll be saying it's "newspaper font she's doing it bc she's a headline" sike no she's fucking noooooot

ugh

Anonymous said: I don't even understand what Taylor's song is even about? Can someone please explain? Lol

lmfao i literally don't even know

Anonymous said: BITCH TSWIFTS ALBUM COMES OUT THE SAME DAY THAT KANYES MOM DIED I ACTUALLY CANT STAND HER

I'm sure its a coincidence but :/

[onlynot]

Teen Wolf - a summary

October 13, 2011 by (https://www.sarahreesbrennan.com/2011/10/teen-wolf/)

So, my resolution to blog more! How about blogging hilarious TV? I have rarely seen TV more hilarious than Teen Wolf.

I will give any show with elements of ze supernatural a chance, because I love me some fantasy. The basic premise of this show seems to be: People sure do like that Twilight! If we did a show all about werewolves, it would just be about the shirtless dudes in Twilight, and SURELY everyone would like that.

Fine by me, as I am devoted to The Vampire Diaries, also building on the popularity of Twilight. I was excited!

I watched half the pilot, and myself and the roomie gave up in disgust. Then a few months passed… I heard there was an actual gay character (In a supernatural show? Not a metaphor? Not subtext? An actual gay character? Actually?)… we gave it another try. Had our standards lowered, had we gone mad, did it get better? Who can say. But we watched the whole season.

Without further ado I present to you the tale of the Most Useless Werewolf In the World, and the People Who (Inexplicably) Love Him.

WELCOME TO BEACON HILLS

POPULATION: 2375. SHIRTS: 4. LACROSSE FANS: 2375 (there was one dude in Beacon Hills who wasn’t a lacrosse fan, but the werewolves killed that guy.)

SCOTT MCCALL: Our hapless protagonist. Severely asthmatic. Dumb as a box of rocks. Does not own a shirt. STILES: Obligatory genre-savvy best friend of protagonist. Is on meds for ADHD, super smart but cannot focus in class. Owns all the shirts in town. Never shares. SARAH: appreciates the fact that there are reasons for these kids to be loners, rather than ‘too deep to fit in.’

JACKSON: Minor antagonist. Captain of the lacrosse team! LACROSSE is very big in California. Dumb as a box of slightly more intelligent rocks than Scott’s. LYDIA: his beautiful mean-girl girlfriend. Sekritly smart but pretending not to be to please him. (Lydiaaaaaa.)

ALLISON: beautiful new girl in town. Family has lots of weapons. Surname Argent. SCOTT: … does not speak French.

SCOTT: I got bit by a wolf and now I am awesome at lacrosse! Rule! STILES: This is lycanthropy, Scott. SCOTT: OH MY GOD, IS THAT SERIOUS? WILL I GET A RASH?

SCOTT: Couldn’t help but use new super hearing to discover you need a PENCIL, new girl? ALLISON: I like you. You have a certain animal magnetism. SCOTT: Rule.

JACKSON: So you are suddenly awesome at sports, and kind of aggressive. Where are you buying the juice? SCOTT: My mom does all our grocery shopping?

TALL, DARK MYSTERIOUS STRANGER: *looms* SCOTT: Who that? STILES: Derek Hale. Few years older than us? Of the Hale family…? Who all died except Derek and his sister, who were in school when the house was burned down around their family by arsonists who were never caught? That’s why his face looks like that all the time. DEREK: 🙁 SCOTT: House that burned down six years ago, leaving many dead, terrified orphans, unsolved arson case, and a burned-out manor in the woods? Don’t remember that… STILES: Seriously? You are my best friend, and my dad is the sheriff. Everyone in a small town would know this. SCOTT: … Not ringing a bell…

STILES: I seriously suggest that you do not go to this party on full moon night. SCOTT: No. I must go on a date with Allison. IT IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN ANYTHING. STILES: More important than people’s lives? SCOTT: As my friend you must try to understand my priorities, no matter how dumb or sociopathic they may be.

SCOTT: I am a wolf. This is so awkward. DEREK: Allison, you look like you need a lift home. STILES: Allison, just checking you got home okay. ALLISON: I’m touched by the concern for my safety shown by all the boys who WEREN’T my dates to the party.

SCOTT: I am a wolf. This is so awkward. DEREK: Please attempt to not get shot by these hunters. I will protect you. SCOTT: You are also a werewolf! OMG! You bit me! You jerk! Oh my god, people are shooting at me! I’m so mad in so many directions and I have so many questions! First of course is, how will this affect my relationship with Allison, the werewolf hunters’ daughter? Did she talk about me on the car ride home? DEREK: 🙁

STILES: We must deal with this problem! SCOTT: Do you think I should send Allison flowers? STILES: No… the werewolf problem… STILES: Scott, come with me and help me find the dead body buried in Derek’s yard and then I will summon my father the sheriff! DEREK: No, see, that is my sister. SCOTT: … Sick, dude. DEREK: Someone ELSE killed her. Someone ELSE bit you. A DIFFERENT WEREWOLF. And my sister was my ALPHA, i.e. the boss of me. And now there is a new alpha, i.e. the boss of us, and we are betas and we need to team up and defeat our evil wolf overlord! SCOTT: I do not want to. DEREK: And I will help you be a werewolf. SCOTT: … Then I can date Allison! DEREK: 🙁

DEREK: Due to the fact that physical aggression and other physical stuff could turn you into a wolflike monster that will kill people, I suggest you do not play lacrosse or date Allison. STILES: Due to the wolfishness, maybe cool it on the lacrosse and dating? SCOTT: I REFUSE. WITHOUT ALLISON AND LACROSSE, LIFE HAS NO MEANING.

JACKSON: Oh my God, Scott is even good at bowling. LIFE HAS NO MEANING. JACKSON: … I must know his dark, bowling-prowess-related secret. It is my no. 1 priority! LYDIA: I wonder if they put ‘bad taste in men’ in the Beacon Hills water.

SCOTT: I am so filled with angst at the unreasonableness of my friends. COACH: What is it McCall? Is it a girl? SCOTT: Noooooot exactly. COACH: Oh okay. So, Jackson’s best friend Danny is single and into dudes? He is a hot guy. And a great goalie. Keep it in the team, you know what I’m saying. SCOTT: It’s cool. COACH: You cannot do better than Danny, son.

STILES: I will train you to be a werewolf, Derek is an ass. DEREK: 🙁 My face is just stuck this way. 🙁

SCOTT: *knocks out Danny in wolfy lacrosse throes* JACKSON: NOT MY BFF. I WILL END YOU. EVERYONE ELSE: Danny? That is so uncool. STILES: Scott, I have figured out that Allison’s voice dewolfs you! STILES: Also, Danny? That is so uncool. STILES: Do you think Danny likes me? Am I attractive to gay guys? SCOTT: This show is not called Teen Sidekick. Let us discuss MY problems ONLY. JACKSON: *is a better friend than Scott*

JACKSON: I don’t want to watch the Notebook again, Lydia. JACKSON: Hey video clerk, I need the Notebook… Oh. I see you’ve been brutally murdered by a werewolf. Awkward. Time to faint and have the werewolf claw at my neck? Yes indeed. DEREK: We must deal with this evil werewolf menace. SCOTT: What rhymes with ‘Allison’? DEREK: 🙁

BLOND VICTIM LADY: drivin’ along, dead of night, wind in my hair, werewolf on the roof… BLOND VICTIM LADY: Must stop to freshen makeup and go after werewolf with bazooka. BLOND VICTIM LADY: *actually Allison’s Aunt Kate*

AUNT KATE: *pursues werewolves, shoots Derek with wolfsbane bullet* DEREK: My life. 🙁

DEREK: *faint from gunshot wound* Must find Scott. He will help me. JACKSON: Scott is useless. DEREK: Buddy, nobody is more aware of that than me, but I am out of options okay. 🙁 JACKSON: I presume due to leather jacket AND stubble that you are Scott’s drug dealer? What are you selling Scott? DEREK: I am either going to kill you or faint. JACKSON: You should quit sampling the merchandise.

STILES: JESUS CHRIST, IT’S A SICKLY WEREWOLF! GET IN THE CAR. DEREK: Scott, I need your help. You must go to Allison’s house and find the bullets used to shoot me so I may cure myself. SCOTT: That will be my second priority. My first is impressing Allison’s parents and Aunt Kate. I LOVE ALLISON. DEREK: I am dying. 🙁 STILES: I am driving a dying dude around in my car. 🙁 STILES: Can I drop you off anywhere? DEREK: I will rip your throat out with my teeth. 🙁 STILES: You are such an alarming person. 🙁 SCOTT: What beautiful chintz curtains, Mr and Mrs Werewolf Hunter! You have a lovely home. I am happy to sit and chat all day.

DEREK: Okay, I’m ripping off my shirt. STILES: Oh, of course. I know how werewolves like to do that. Is it for angsty showering in your jeans? I know werewolves enjoy that occupation greatly. Is it for a lingering locker room shot? Is it to celebrate Tuesday? DEREK: You are the only person in this town who is ever useful, and thus I would like you to chainsaw off my arm. STILES: … Scott never asks me to do this… STILES: I am not accustomed to this new alarming shirtlessness. STILES: You are such an alarming person. 🙁 DEREK: JUST CHAINSAW OFF MY ARM!!!!!! 🙁 DEREK AND STILES: Our lives are terrible. 🙁 🙁

SCOTT: After a lingering dinner, I have located the bullet in Aunt Kate’s bag. AUNT KATE: Who the hell went through my bag? SCOTT: !!!! ALLISON: Me. Wanted condoms. SCOTT: I could not be happier about this on so many levels. STILES AND DEREK: BOY ARE WE PLEASED TO SEE YOU.

STILES: So Danny, how is Jackson after seeing a brutal murder? Did he see any evidence werewolves are real? DANNY: He is traumatised and you are crazy. STILES: Do you think I am hot? DANNY: … crazy.

STILES: Lydia how are you feeling? LYDIA: Medicated! STILES: So you will have no recollection of this conversation? LYDIA: None at all! STILES: Is there any chance you could ever love me? LYDIA: None at all! STILES: Do you have a problem with me deleting incriminating pictures of werewolves off your phone? LYDIA: None at all!

AUNT KATE: Hey, any werewolves working out in this burned-out mansion? DEREK: 🙁 AUNT KATE: Derek, meet tazer. AUNT KATE: Whoa, Derek the werewolf, way to grow up hot. Should I kill you or lick you? DEREK: 🙁 AUNT KATE: I looooooooove torturing werewolves with tazers. DEREK: *escapes through woods* DEREK’S SHIRT: *does not escape*

SCOTT AND ALLISON: While all this plot stuff is happening to other people, we are talking a lovers’ stroll in the woods! DEREK AND STILES: Oh, take your time, guys.

SCOTT, ALLISON, DEREK, LYDIA, JACKSON & STILES: *rounded up and trapped in darkened school by Alpha* STILES: At least Derek, the other active character in this plot, is here. ALPHA: *rips out Derek’s lungs* DEREK: 🙁 STILES: Just me then. Forever alone. LYDIA: I can make Molotov cocktails? JACKSON: Baby, I will mess up your making of Molotov cocktails so we are totally defenceless. ALLISON: I wish I had my crossbow. ALLISON AND LYDIA: *would clearly be good characters if freed from the tyranny of strictly romantic storylines with the two dumbest dudes on the show* SARAH: Free Allison and Lydia!

SCOTT: I can explain everything. SCOTT: … DEREK HALE IS THE KILLER. STILES: NEVER TALK AGAIN. ALLISON: Scott, you are clearly lying and involved in shady business, so, Imma break up with you.

JACKSON: I am all sweaty and pale and weird from my werewolf clawing! Allison… I really like you. ALLISON: Oh my God. JACKSON: And Scott. I really, really like Scott. ALLISON: You are obviously high. JACKSON: Let’s all be frienz.

STILES: Scott, will you find out if maybe Lydia could ever be attracted to me? SCOTT: You are my best friend, and you have saved me from both death and murder of all my loved ones many, many times. You are the most awesome friend. I will totally do this. SCOTT: And by ‘talk to Lydia’ you meant ‘make out with Lydia myself’ right? STILES: 🙁

STILES: I’ve come to visit Scott, and I have brought bondage gear. *cuffs best friend to radiator* SCOTT’S MOM: You kids play nice. STILES: I’m still mad, but I don’t want you to kill people. I really am the most awesome friend. I’m going to stand guard now, listening to you growl and howl, with my head in my hands. STILES: … also my mom’s dead. SCOTT: Uh, are you not aware that Allison broke up with me? Why does it have to be all about YOUR pain all the time? God. *breaks out of chains*

DEREK: Hey I’m alive! And saving Scott from killing his girlfriend while a crazed wolf. Scott, has this experience made you rethink any of your life decisions? SCOTT: I don’t know what you’re talking about. DEREK: 🙁 SCOTT: By the way, I told the whole town you were a psychopathic murderer. DEREK: 🙁 🙁 🙁

STILES: Derek what are you doing in my bedroom? DEREK: I have to hide out here, because I’m a fugitive. STILES: MY DAD IS THE SHERIFF! Wouldn’t Scott’s house make more sense? DEREK: Scott is writing sonnets about Allison right now. He may put them to music later. 🙁

DON’T MAKE HIM GO BACK THERE.

SHERIFF: Son… your first lacrosse game where you actually get to play is on later today. I am so excited. STILES: DUN COME IN MAH ROOM! YES.. I AM EXCITED TOO… HUGS NOW SERIOUSLY LEAVE. SHERIFF: What kind of crazy porn is the kid watching in there?

STILES: So I’m going to look into the text that lured us all to school to be murdered that day. Who sent it? My lab partner has mad hacking skills I WILL make him use to find out. DANNY: I absolutely will not use my hacking skills. Who is that guy hanging out in your room? STILES: He’s not a fugitive. If that’s why you’re looking at him. He’s not a wanted killer. He’s my cousin… Miguel… DANNY: He’s got blood on his shirt. STILES: FROM NOSEBLEEDS. Change your shirt, Miguel. DANNY: ohhhh myyyyyyyyy god. STILES: … I’ve just had a brilliant idea.

STILES: You know that scene where the femme fatale distracts the dude for the con? Congrats Derek! You are the femme fatale. DEREK: 🙁 STILES: Try on every shirt in my wardrobe. DEREK: THEY ARE ALL TOO TIGHT. 🙁 STILES: Is that so? You surprise me! Proceed. DANNY: OH MY GOD, COMING OVER TO YOUR HOUSE IS AWESOME. STILES: Work it, tiger. So, Danny, about those hacking skills? DEREK: 🙁 STILES: My house, my rules. DANNY: Your house rules.

The rules are that you can leave your hat on, werewolf. Oh, what’s that? You’re not wearing a hat?

DANNY: Scott’s mom was the one who sent Scott the text. Radically exciting news. STILES: Scott’s mom lured us to the school? … Scott’s MOM is an evil werewolf? Um. Thanks, Danny! Later, Danny. DANNY: LATER MIGUEL. DEREK: 🙁

STILES: Scott’s mom can’t be the werewolf! DEREK: So who do you think it was using her phone from the hospital where she works? My fire-scarred comatose Uncle Peter? STILES: To the hospital, let us investigate! SCOTT: I don’t understand why you’re not coming to the game, Stiles. STILES: Because people dying is more important than lacrosse. SCOTT: … I don’t understand what you mean when you say that… DEREK: I do, though. 🙁 STILES: Are we having a beautiful moment? DEREK: No! Because you made me feel CHEAP earlier. 🙁 *bangs Stiles’s head against steering wheel*

STILES: Ahahaha, so the alpha IS your comatose Uncle Peter. DEREK: Well, crap. I was only saying that to be ironic. 🙁 CRAZY UNCLE PETER: All the aunts and uncles on this show are crazy. DEREK: Stiles, run! STILES: I absolutely will. I’ll get Scott! DEREK: That is such a sweet thought. But Scott is useless. 🙁

JACKSON: I’ve worked out you’re a werewolf! MAKE ME A WEREWOLF TOO. BITE ME, BITE ME, BITE ME… SCOTT: Augh! It doesn’t work that way! Augh! JACKSON: Yeah well make it work or I will make sweet love to your lady. SCOTT: NO! Not my LADY! JACKSON: Yep. I will do her someplace you will hear with your super wolf hearing and you will hear every moan and pant we make and… STILES: What is up, bro? SCOTT: Um, Jackson’s… talking dirty to me?

JACKSON: Bite me bite me bite any bit of exposed skin you like bite me bite me. DEREK: The schoolboys in this town will not stop hitting on me. 🙁 And I have enough problems already.

Jackson is being very inappropriate today.

ALLISON: I’m so done feeling helpless and as if people, such as my boyfriend and entire family, are keeping life-threatening secrets from me. I am going to practise my crossbow skills. LYDIA: I will come too! SARAH: Free Allison and Lydia!

Oh Allison. I know Teen Wolf is killing you. Allison! Your aim is true.

DEREK: I am evil now. Yep… totally evil. You and I should probably team up… with my evil Uncle Peter, until such time as we can catch him unawares. SCOTT: YOU MONSTER. DEREK: 🙁

JACKSON: Derek I’m in your burned out manor bite me bite me bite me bite me- DEREK: KID, I SWEAR TO GOD- SCOTT: Unhand him you MONSTER. HUNTERS: Oh hi. DEREK: Run, kids! AUNT KATE: Oh look, I have shot Derek, and I intend to keep him chained up in my basement. And electrocute him. And lick him. DEREK: MY LIFE. 🙁

JACKSON: Lydia, once I am a werewolf I won’t need a girlfriend! Welcome to Dumped-So-I-Can-Spend-Time-In-The-Woods-With-Shirtless-Dudes-Ville, population you. ALLISON: Lydia, since you macked on Scott, be a friend and take Stiles to the dance? STILES: Yay! My life is finally looking up! Finally! LYDIA: I love Jackson sooooooo much. STILES: Or not. UNCLE PETER: How’s about I lure Lydia out to the lacrosse pitch and savage her? STILES: OR NOT. 🙁

ALLISON: I wish somebody would tell me the plot of the TV show I am in! AUNT KATE: We’re werewolf hunters, Allison. Check out this werewolf. Isn’t he hot? I’m torturing him, and it is super fun! DEREK: 🙁 ALLISON: … I retract my wish.

AUNT KATE: Electrocute, knife, lick abs, electrocute… AUNT KATE: Remember when you were fifteen and I seduce-molested you, and you thought we were in love, and I used you to locate your family, and then burned your whole family horribly to death? DEREK: 🙁 AUNT KATE: Goooooood times.

This is why Derek’s face always looks like this. Derek wishes everyone would just cut it out.

SCOTT: I’m not allowed to be at this dance because I am failing all my classes! Danny–please, please dance with me. COACH: You’re not allowed to- EVERYONE IN SCHOOL: *deathglare* COACH: LOVELY TO SEE SUCH HAPPINESS. Dance, children. Dance. DANNY’S BOYFRIEND: Uh, step off my man. DANNY: Look, guys throw themselves into my arms 24/7 around here. We are the number two town for shirtlessness in America, for God’s sake! I can’t help it. Don’t hate the player: hate the game.

SCOTT: Now I can dance with Allison! As Stiles pleads for Lydia’s life on the lacrosse pitch, and Derek is tortured by his molester for the 3rd consecutive episode, I am sure everyone is totally invested in this romantical moment. ALLISON: Scott I have something important and plot-relevant to say about werew… SCOTT: Shhh, honey. Shhhh.

ALL THE GIRLS IN TEEN WOLF: are wasted. Teen Wolf, be better than this.

UNCLE PETER: Help me find Derek or I kill you. STILES: How do you expect me to do this? UNCLE PETER: You’re the only smart person on the show. STILES: A fair point. Okay, but help for Lydia first! OR YOU CAN JUST KILL ME. UNCLE PETER: Smarts and a moral compass. I like you. STILES: I don’t want werewolves to like me. 🙁 STILES: … Except Scott, obviously.

STILES: Okay, I’m going to break into Scott’s computer to get Derek’s phone number to trace him via GPS… UNCLE PETER: Scott’s user name is Allison? … Scott’s password is also Allison? STILES: Still want him in your pack?

UNCLE PETER: You know, I am Crazy Uncle Peter, but I am not this crazy. I totes wish I had bitten you instead, Stiles. SARAH: AND SO SAY ALL OF US. UNCLE PETER: Can I bite you? Can I can I can I bite you? STILES: Um… no… thank you? UNCLE PETER: I know you want it. STILES: No… thank you… very much?

BEACON HILLS: no. 2 for shirtlessness. no. 1 for inappropriate physical contact, often of a bitey nature.

SCOTT: Derek, I found you in Allison’s basement, mostly by accident! Let me unchain you. DEREK: Oh, thank you, Scott. At last I have a friend and ally who- SCOTT: First promise me to protect Allison’s family from Uncle Peter. DEREK: Let me get this straight – a condition of my freedom is to protect the woman who molested me and massacred my entire family? SCOTT: I <3 Allison! DEREK: ... You unbelievable jerk. 🙁 STILES: I must go save the day, I sense a confrontation with evil is imminent, and Scott is entirely helpless without me due to his non-functioning brain. JACKSON: I will help you! Trust me! ALLISON'S DAD: Who is the other werewolf and where are they all? STILES: Pardon me, Mr Crazy? I know not these 'werewolves' of which you sp- JACKSON: I WILL TELL YOU EVERYTHING. STILES: Oh for the love of God. ALLISON AND AUNT KATE: Werewolf hunting is a go! UNCLE PETER: Killing Aunt Kate is a go! UNCLE PETER: Sorry Allison, but she really was a bitch. SCOTT: Allison, we are both totally about to get et by Uncle Peter. So it's important for me to take this time to tell you that I love you very, very much. STILES: I AM HERE AND I BROUGHT MOLOTOV COCKTAILS! Lydia is more useful than Scott and Jackson, and she is unconscious for the entire episode! JACKSON: I'm here too... ALLISON AND STILES: Molotov cocktails and crossbow prowess unite! UNCLE PETER: *burns* DEREK: I'm going to kill him now. SCOTT: Derek no, if I kill him it might reverse my werewolf curse! Or it might make me the alpha and boss of you... DEREK: I cannot contemplate a future in which you are the alpha. *kills* AUDIENCE: I cannot blame Derek for a single, solitary moment. ALLISON: Daddy please don't kill my boyfriiiiiiiend. We already killed the bad werewolf. ALLISON'S DAD: Well, this is underwhelming. STILES: So Lydia is not dying or transforming, which means some other supernatural crap that I, of course who else, must solve. It is always me. JACKSON: Hey Derek I am trespassing in your home again bite me bite me bite me- DEREK: I just killed my last living relative and I am feeling a little unstable. 🙂 JACKSON: ... What is that? I have never seen your face do that before. SCOTT AND ALLISON: The viewers will be relieved to know that we love each other very, very much! VIEWERS: are very much hoping to see a progression in Scott and Allison’s relationship in the next season.

[ashethehedgehog]

Saw your fic recs! Did you see that Halves of a Whole FINALLY updated! What are your thoughts on a fem! Yugi? I admit I'm curious about how they'll portray tue character.

Yeah I did!!! I hope it was a relief for the author and that they’re doing okay! Long breaks from fics often means life is hard and motivation is low, which sucks : ( Hopefully its lookin’ up for them tho! Now, I haven’t been current with the chapters of that fic for a while now tho, I think I read up to chapter three or four before I dropped off for a bit, and then just never remembered to come back to it. To be fair, I read a lot of fic, and I also have several I write at the same time, so getting time to slot everything in is phew, a mess, lemme tell ya.

SO not sure how well I could give my thoughts on the fic, since not much actually happened in what I had read, but I’ll be going back to it soon to check out the progress on the story! 

As a general sense, I’d say I’m not really a fan of fem!Yugi, mainly because some of the portrayals of it I’ve seen give off some bad vibes (to me at least). I guess I don’t understand why he needs to be changed into a girl for some stories? Like is it important to how the plot goes down that he needs to be a girl? I feel like with a convincing reason I could get behind it (I’ve read a few, and some have had pleasant stories!). Also sometimes I get that vibe that its done to slot Yugi into the ‘innocent super femme’ stereotype (which also makes me upset because innocent and ‘cant do anything without relying on someone else’ tropes of girls need to die too augh), where he already gets quite a lot of of ‘innocent virgin doe eyed boy’ as it is. Noooooot that there is anything wrong with someone wanting to portray that, if they wished to, I should clarify. I’m all for ppl writing what they love, and if people really love the ‘innocent Yugi and possessive/arrogant Atem’ tropes, then like go for it. I’m not a fan, but then I have my own representations I know a lot of people wouldn’t agree with, and I don’t care cause that’s how I, personally, like to portray the characters. So each to their own u know, do what makes u happy!

BUT, that said, fem!Yugi can most certainly be done in a convincing and nice way, but the thing I think is it needs a lot more work put in to make it so, since it deviates from the norm, and to shake off the bad stereotypes that come with it. There is a lot of baggage there sadly, but people have the power to spin amazing stuff even with content that has such set ways to it! (think about how cool some versions of fairytales get and how they go away from the Disnye-esque versions!!!) That’s how I’d view it at least, but then I sit in my AU sandbox all day worldbuilding away and don’t really get into the tropes ygo often favours, so I’m not sure how much of a shared opinion that would be. 

in terms of how Halves of a Whole tackles it, I would have no idea! I’ve only read a few scenes with Yugi in it, and she barely interacted with anyone (to my memory, this was like over a year ago tho so its a bit choppy), so I couldn’t get a good idea of how she’d be around Atem, whether she stands up for herself and doesnt back down, or if she’s more meek Season Zero style Yugi (I think Halves of a Whole was a bit of a rewrite for S0/ the ygo story so maybe the later possibly? Don’t hold me to that tho I COULD be mixing it up with something else) Either way, I can’t really say my opinion on the matter since I havent read enough to form an understanding for how the author chose to portray Yugi in their fic, and commenting otherwise now would be a disservice to the story. I’ll be reading it soon tho, so feel free to come back if you really did want my extended, rambly opinion on it, although if I ended up not liking the representation as much, I don’t like being negative about other ppl’s works, so I won’t be writing anything if that’s the case! If I don’t like something in a fic, I just ignore it and move on. Hopefully that answers ur question! If not shoot me another ask and I’ll clarify more ahaha :’’’D

[isaacathom]

i was hoping that this au would give me idea for some of the actual characters, and like, its helped with Zeke and Lyndelle a little, but i cant use almost anything from Endlyn for Gwendolen. like, ok, she’s a rule stickler??? so she doesnt like Rhia because even though Rhia is a cop (and a good one) shes also a member of a gang and assumed a false identity to get away from one of Gwendolen’s friends? its really complex. there is no way in hell Gwen was the one who accepted Elliot’s suggestion that Rhia take his place. like Gwen’s just like.... what? she’s a criminal though? and it gets kind of complicated from there but eventually its likely the other elite 4 members (and perhaps even the guy who left) eventually go ‘just fucking let her do it, Gwen. we can find a replacement later’. except of course, they dont, because Rhia earns her position and has her identity legally align (some sort of complex merger of Seren’s files and Rhia’s to make it less funky. theres some adoption papers filed in order to make shit line up. some backdating. its really messy but its essentially a favour for her cooperating with the xerophyte/exordial investigation). and because she was essentially forced to join, thats not a knock against her. so it sorta fades away. Gwen’s not a huge fan still.

but that is all ive gathered. she’s a rules stickler. big law enforcement type, even though she isn’t actually a cop. but the League are a form of like, ~government~ of sorts, so she’s not a vigilante. v important. not a vigilante fan. which also wouldnt help with her opinion of Rhia, because if you get Split end (which would be the default unless you actually like. sorta work to help them sort their shit out), Rhia goes off and goes vigilante up until the end of the postgame story with Lyndelle and Felicity. so Gwen does noooooot like a Split Rhia. so in the hypothetical sequel, where important values carry over, a split Rhia will not have made any progress within the elite 4. a reconcile Rhia, who didn’t become a vigilante, she might have. im not saying a reconcile Rhia would suddenly be the champion or anything, but maybe she just moves up in order. though that does depend on like..... whether the elite 4 has an order or its like all the new games where you can pick it. idk!

i mean theres not a lot of impact Gwendolen can specifically have. she cooperates with the International Police, helps found the new Urica police force after Exordial collapses. she could /possibly/ restrict Rhia’s progression through that new force? but thats all pooooost post game, thats in between shit, it wouldnt have any actual effect on the game. as far as Gwen being weirdly controll-y? could be something. im not sure when Gwen would show up, is the issue. perhaps she shows up in William’s town (Geelong, rmb) or in uh, Henry’s (beeeeeendigo?). admonishes the shit out of William for ignoring his towns plight but doesn’t actually do something about it herself. gives you a smile but warns you not in interfere with this sort of stuff - the police and gym leaders should be handling it. which makes Two individuals telling you not to fight Xerophyte, but for different reasons. Gwen’s not telling you this because she cares about you as a person, she’s telling you because she doesn’t want you to become a criminal, because she dislike criminals. no vigilantism, please. i bet she shows up after the raid where you arrest Samson and she’s like ‘what the fuck did i say?’ and then Dante shows up and go ‘maam, please calm down. they were attempting to rescue a friends pokemon, and were reinforced by the Exordial Police Force. I’ve also been informed that the CEO of Exordial, my wife Felicity, has specifically endorsed this individual. This is no more an act of vigilantism as you yourself coming to police their behaviour. :)’ and Gwens just like -.- fine. Gwen doesn’t like you either. god, if she finds out you ended up locked up trying to track down Xerophyte in the east town, she’d kick your ass. or shed say ‘thats what you get for trying to be the hero’.

which is a similar sort of vibe to Rhia, except that Rhia wants to protect you. Both Gwen and Rhia see you being hurt through ‘vigilantism’ as an inevitablity. But while Rhia explicitly wants to protect you from it, even if that means she has to hurt you to make that point clear (its a little contradictory and in her defence she TOLD them not to hurt you), Gwen isn’t going to stop you and will actively punish you on top of that. so Gwen does not like you. Rhia probably does! She’ admires your pep. She pities you, mostly, for getting tangled in Elliot’s bullshit.

and both of them have to give up, on some level. Rhia has to accept that you can hold your own, and allows you to make the conscious choice to proceed up the tower to fight Felicity and Dante. Gwen has to accept that the police force has been corrupted, and sends you and Elliot to track down Dante, because clearly this shits gotten fucked and she has to actually step in. but she does specifically require that you go with Elliot and do what he says. because at LEAST Elliot is was an E4 member once (8 years ago) so theres /some/ semblance of authority, rather than a god damn vigilante child. wild.

theyre similar on some things but completely contradictory on others. Rhia doesn’t want you to trust Elliot at all. Gwen wants you to completely trust Elliot. wild.