#certainly... interesting combo

[new-york-no-shoes]

With every devastating mashup I become more and more nervous for my emotional well-being when the tortured poets department drops…

[https-hunter]

Headcanons of the saint cassian kids and what they do during church

Definitely not inspired by me having to go to my hometown church over thanksgiving break

At any given time, there are only three kids listening to Father Marcus’s homilies: Ocean, Constance, and Tammy

Ricky just zones out, like, the whole time, making Zolar lore

Mischa is fighting the nuns about wearing his hat in the church (for ppl who didn’t grow up catholic, men CANNOT wear hats in the church)

Ezra became an altar server for the cool robe, but does not pay attention and always misses his cues

I had this headcanon during my rtc/nischa fixation that Noel and Mischa hold hands during mass and people just think they’re in prayer together. This could be any of your rtc ships

Penny is doing everything but listening. Probably singing seven-up songs in her head. The only bible passage she cares about is noah’s ark with the animals

Let’s say that the choir sings the hymns. These kids are not on time and you can hear Noel and Ocean arguing through the mics

[sea-buns]

it just set in for me that i start community college this upcoming monday literally less than a week from now and i want. to throw up

[theclearblue]

People saying that people are switching up on Yuta to be a hater, and maybe that's true for some but I've been a hater since Culling Games lmao I have a right to complain

[chorus-the-mutate]

We need more Jonah Vasquez × Doctor toxic yaoi content. Bonus points if it just devolves into a CIA centric spy thriller.

[zorkaya-moved]

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

The guard dog of FAC is a terrifying force to go against. Oak Casket knows she wouldn't have survived a head on encounter with Rahu, but it life seems to grant her another blessing in disguise as they would go forward into the battlefield together on Chief's orders. Both the Silver Spider and the Hush requested her knowledge, her information, and her ability but MBCC helped conceal one of Syndicate's worst criminals and puppeteers. Information is something countless people desire, but it seems that Rahu may be one of those people who will desire to gain that information. Or not.

There is no need to worry about those parts, Oak tells herself as she goes forward to take part in a battle that was granted to her by the MBCC, but it seems her only role here is together information from the newly dead. MBCC had to adjust to her, not the other way around. Her room was changed, a coffing brought in, she was moved next to Dudu, and she was declining instead of getting better at the MBCC while being so far away from the disturbing and raging environment. She made the Bureau dance under her tune, adjustic and aiding her needs so well. Oak Casket almost laughed at it when she started to regain herself, finally being let out of the stuffy room where she would read literature and listen to Dudu's wishes

"Go as far as you are allowed to," the woman of silver locks and dual colored eyes says, not looking back at the FAC's seemingly beloved soldier. Another rebel, another bright mind, another determined soul. A human whose life will go on and also end up joining her later on, after death claims her. What will be her regrets? "Kill anyone who dares to approach me while I gather information, they can become essential materials as well. All of them... deserve to finally be put to rest."

Yes, rest. Syndicate needs a grand farewell to be reborn from ashes akin to a phoenix, especially knowing the one who is hiding within DisCity. Where are you hiding, Leader of Legion? The rebirth cannot be finalized without her presence.

"Let us begin."

[fuckyeahisawthat]

Furiosa thoughts

About 48 hours after watching, I think my take on Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga is coalescing into: I enjoyed it as a Mad Max movie but found it disappointing as a Fury Road prequel.

Any Mad Max movie made after Fury Road was always going to suffer the fate of being compared to Fury Road, which is the best action movie ever made. So like, compared to any other action movie you can think of, Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga (we'll call it FMMS going forward) is very very good! It just isn't Fury Road.

The rest is under the cut for spoilers:

The action sequences were compelling. (I was aware I was hunched forward in my seat in tension/anticipation almost the entire time.) Some of them were even brilliant. That long sequence where the Octoboss and the Mortiflyers (yes those are their names) are attacking the War Rig with all kinds of airborne contraptions? Phenomenal. I was like yes okay now we are in a Mad Max movie! Other than that one sequence, though, in which we see Furiosa and Praetorian Jack begin to trust each other, I thought they rarely achieved the kind of wordless advancement of character relationships through action beats that is the lifeblood of Fury Road. So the action was good, but it was just normal-good, not Fury Road transcendent.

I did miss John Seale's cinematography. While I thought the action choreography was great, the shot selection was just not as dynamic and interesting as in Fury Road. I also really did not vibe with so much of the musical themes being recycled from Fury Road. The Fury Road score is SO memorable and the music is such an integral part of the momentum and feeling of every scene in the movie; I can play that score and see every beat of the action unfolding in my brain now. I wanted new score that felt like it was a part of this new action that we were seeing.

I loved all the new worldbuilding details and finally getting to see inside Gastown and the Bullet Farm. Those locations and their unique features were utilized really well for the action that took place in them. Loved the new details we got about the Citadel. The grappling hooks just dipping down to yoink people's vehicles during battle? Fantastic. The hidden Citadel ledge with the little pool of water?? That was such a fanfic-ready location. Pretty sure I already wrote at least one fic set there back in like 2016.

The Green Place! Very different from what I imagined but so much worldbuilding in just a few shots.

In general I thought the new cast rose to the challenge. Alyla Browne who played little kid Furiosa I thought was phenomenal actually. That's a tough role, both emotionally and physically, for a child actor and she slayed it. Casting Indigenous model and actress Charlee Fraser to play Furiosa's mother certainly made the Stolen Generation parallels more obvious. I'll have a lot more to say about Dementus down below, but Chris Hemsworth brought a great combo of bonkers and menacing.

I never doubted that Anya Taylor-Joy could bring the emotional intensity needed to the role--she can do crazy eyes like nobody's business, and with the growl she put in her voice she really did sound like Charlize Theron a bit. I found her physicality convincing for a young Furiosa. But she is not Charlize, through no fault of her own. Charlize is tall and she has broad shoulders and she just takes up so much space when moving and fighting as Furiosa and I think it was always going to be hard to replicate that. As long as they didn't try too hard to bridge the gap between the characters I was fine with it. But that one scene at the end where she's bringing the Wives to the Rig I was very viscerally like that is NOT our Furiosa. (I almost wish they would've used Charlize's stunt double for that scene the way they popped Jacob Tomuri into Max's place.) They could have simply left a time gap--based on the "15 years" she says to Dementus and the 7,000+ days we hear about in Fury Road there should be at least a 4-year gap between the film timelines, although in terms of bridging the look of the two actors it feels like it should be more like 10 years.

If FMMS had been a self-contained movie about a character named Furiosa in the Mad Max universe, I think I would have found it very satisfying. But as a prequel to Fury Road there were a bunch of ways I thought it was lacking on a story level.

I think it's pretty clear that this is not the backstory, or at least not the complete backstory, that Charlize Theron was imagining while playing Furiosa. Which...there's nothing objectively wrong with that; word of God and what actors think about their characters doesn't supersede what's on film for determining what is canon. However, Fury Road positions Joe as Furiosa's main antagonist, and while we don't get the full story behind the incandescent rage she directs at him, we know that rage is there and is a big part of her motivation. In interviews at the time, Charlize talked about the idea that Furiosa had been stolen to be a Wife but then was discovered to be infertile and discarded, how she survived by hiding in the Citadel and eventually rose to a position of power, how she saw her actions not as saving the Wives but as stealing them, and that her motivation at least starts out as more about hurting Joe than helping these women.

We get only the tiniest suggestion of Furiosa's backstory in Fury Road ("I was taken as a child, stolen") and the rest we piece together by implication. She is a healthy full-life woman working for a man who keeps healthy full-life women as sex slaves, hoping one of them will produce a viable male heir for him. She is effectively a general in his army, projecting his power on the wasteland, a position no other woman seems to occupy. She tells Max she is seeking "redemption." Redemption for what? She doesn't say. But "whatever she has done to win a position of power within this misogynist death cult" seems like a pretty obvious answer.

And that's interesting! That's an interesting backstory that engages with some of the core themes and moral questions of the Mad Max universe. These movies deal a lot with the tension between self-preservation and human connection. Do you screw someone else over to protect yourself? Even if it means putting them in the terrible position that you yourself have clawed your way out of? Even if it means enforcing your own oppressor's power over them? Or do you take the risk of helping people and caring enough to connect with them, even though this carries an emotional and physical risk?

FMMS doesn't really engage with Furiosa's relationship to Joe like, at all. It's not like Joe comes off looking like a good guy. He's just hardly in the movie. I don't know if this would have been different if Hugh Keays-Byrne were still alive. I don't know if there was pressure from the studio to cast an A-list male lead actor alongside Anya Taylor-Joy (who's a hot commodity now but wasn't what I would call an A-lister when she was originally cast). I don't know if, once Chris Hemsworth was cast, that affected how central his character's role became, since he is certainly the biggest name attached to the film. I would have actually been fine with Chris Hemsworth or another actor of his ilk playing a younger Joe, and us getting to see some of the charisma that attracted followers to him.

But the end result is that we have Dementus, who is a perfectly fine Mad Max villain, and quite entertaining at times! But not the most compelling antagonist you could give Furiosa.

The four Mad Max movies that feature Max go through an interesting evolution. In the first two movies, the villains are people "outside" society--criminals and roving gangs--and the people Max is defending are "civilization." So we have Mad Max where Max is a very fucked-up cop, and Road Warrior where Max is the prototypical western gunslinger, riding in to town to protect the settlement from an outside threat, but ultimately unable to accept any of the comforts of civilization for himself.

Then in Thunderdome and Fury Road, the dynamic switches. Now the antagonists are warlords and dictators. They are civilization. And the people Max ends up helping are trying to escape them.

To me, Dementus feels much more like the earlier kind of Mad Max villain. If there's another Mad Max movie I can most compare FMMS to, it's the first one. Dementus is Furiosa's Toecutter. (Kills her family, gives her her signature disabling injury, movie ends with her seeking revenge on him but it doesn't feel heroic or triumphant.) The whole end of FMMS when Furiosa is implacably hunting down Dementus? Extremely Mad Max 1.

But violent revenge holds a different symbolic place in Furiosa's story than it does in Max's. The end of Mad Max is a tragedy because Max tells us it is. He explicitly states, early in the movie, that he needs to stop being a cop or he'll become no different than the violent criminals he's pursuing. So he leaves his job and goes on an extended weird vacation with his wife and child, trying to get away from the violence of a collapsing society. But that violence finds him anyway, and by the end of the movie, Max has become the exact thing he said he didn't want to be. It's a tragedy not because the people Max kills in revenge for killing his family don't deserve it, but because seeking violent sadistic revenge is damaging to Max. That is not what he needs in order to heal from the loss of his wife and child. What he needs is to take the risk of human connection again. This is what he starts groping toward in the following two movies and fully realizes in Fury Road.

But Furiosa doesn't have the same arc. Her story in Fury Road is about how a few people struggling against their oppressor can be the catalyst that brings down a whole regime. Furiosa getting to rip Joe's face off is fucking satisfying, and it's supposed to be! So it's a bit weird, then, to spend an entire movie giving her a backstory that not only is not about Joe at all, but implies that seeking and getting revenge against Dementus for killing her mother and Jack is what made her into the person we see in Fury Road.

Aside from questions of revenge, what I thought Furiosa's goal was going to be is set up in the beginning of the movie. "No matter what happens, find your way home." Very clear objective there. And then we see her try to get home like, 1.5 times. I thought we were well set up to follow the tried and true film story format of "simple goal, big obstacles, high stakes." I wanted to see her trying over and over again to get home, and being thwarted in different ways every time. I wanted to see grief and guilt over her mother's death turn her mother's last command into a mission for which she would sacrifice anything (and anyone) else. I wanted to see her justify working for Joe and accumulating power in the violent world of the Citadel as what she has to do in order to get home. I wanted to see "Have you done this before?" "Many times." But we didn't really get that either.

Ultimately, I think the least frustrating way to think about the film--which the film itself encourages--is as one of many possible Wasteland legends about a character called Furiosa. Maybe it happened this way. Maybe it didn't. Maybe this is the Furiosa we see in Fury Road. Maybe it isn't. It all depends on how much you believe of the History Man's tales.

[aeliuss]

Home pt.2

warnings: deadly smut and fluff combo, fingering, breeding kink (Chan obviously), and I think that’s it? I’ve been in my soft hoe era so you’re all going down with me. Lemme know what you think!

(@chvnmax look!!! I did three pics side by side 😃)

part one

Chan who wakes up first, because he always does. But it certainly doesn't help that you're squirming and whimpering in your sleep, the sheets twisting underneath you.

Chan who at first thinks you're having a nightmare, and is genuinely concerned. But upon closer inspection, at the way your thighs are locked together, the way you let out a breathy little sigh that sounds suspiciously like his name, he realizes, a flush spreading from his cheeks to the tips of his ears.

oh. oh.

Chan who is flustered at the slight twitch in his boxers. He swears that he's not usually this needy, but it's been four months and now that he knows that you're craving the same thing as him, he has to have you.

Chan who pulls you closer towards him until your back is flush against his chest and softly kisses the back of your neck until your lashes are fluttering open. He can feel the hitch in your breath when his hands find the hem of your shirt, deftly slipping under them.

Chan who chuckles when you say, "Cold," at his actions. Who murmurs, "Yeah?" while moving his hands up and down your tummy. "You'll warm them up from me, won't you?"

Chan who can feel the heat radiating from your body, a stark contrast to the coolness of the room. His fingertips trace patterns along your skin, sending shivers down your spine as he leans in to press soft kisses along your shoulder.

Chan who revels in the intimacy of the moment, the way your body fits perfectly against his, the rhythm of your breath syncing with his own.

Chan who innocently whispers, "Nice dream?" because he can't help but be a tease, and he loves seeing you squirm as you try to find an acceptable answer. Who's chuckle vibrates through his chest and into your back from how close you two are pressed together.

You tentatively hum in affirmation, wondering how much you gave away in your sleep and he nuzzles his face into your shoulder, nipping at the skin he finds there. A little sigh leaves your lips.

"Was I in it?" He asks.

You hesitate for a moment, feeling his warm breath against your skin, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine.

"Maybe," you reply, your voice barely above a whisper.

Chan who continues tracing patterns across the soft skin of your stomach. "Interesting. Was I, perhaps, wearing any clothes in this dream of yours?"

"Chris," You whine indignantly.

Chan who laughs against your skin, saying, "Okay, okay!" Who's lips brush against your earlobe, hands now trailing down your sides, igniting sparks of electricity wherever they touch. "I'm glad, though," he murmurs, "Because you've been in mine for quite some time."

Chan who still sees the sleep in your eyes when he tilts your head towards his for a kiss. Who takes his time, kissing you slowly, hands tracing up your spine, entangling themselves in your bra straps. Who forgets every other mouth his had touched before you. Who nips at your bottom lip until you part yours for him.

Chan who chases your lips when you pull away for air, his own lungs burning. Who reassures you that he'll take care of you when you give him those eyes you know he can't resist.

Chan who's fingers find their place where you need him most, brushing over your clit and you're already bucking.

"My needy baby," he coos, using his fingers to spread you open. "It's been a long four months for you, hasn't it?"

All you can do is bite your lip and nod, trying hard not to make any embarrassing noises. But you can't help the mewl you make when he sinks a single digit inside of you.

Chan who takes his time, savoring each moment, wanting to etch this memory into his mind forever. He moves his finger in slow, deliberate motions, gradually adding another finger when your wet enough.

Chan who savors every gasp and moan that escapes your lips, his touch becoming more deliberate and precise as he learns your body's responses. He revels in the way you arch into his hand, seeking more of the pleasure he's offering. Who's thumb stokes your clit, fingers curling inside of you in the way he knows you like.

Chan who coaxes two orgasms out of you with just his fingers because it's been a while and he needs you prepped to take him. Who's already rock hard and throbbing in his boxers by the time you do. But he's patient.

Chan who nearly groans out loud when you grind down against him, whining, "need you. I need you, channie."

Chan who can't resist your plea, the desperation in your voice fueling his own. He's only a man.

Chan who can’t help the groan this time when he finally slips inside of you. Your walls are squeezing around him so desperately, so well. You feel tighter than you usually were, but you’re so wet from just fingers that he bottomed out in one go.

Chan who presses your own hand flat against your lower tummy. Who whispers, “I’m right here, baby. Feel me?”

Chan who goes achingly slow at first, because he wants you to feel all of him, every vein scraping against your fluttering walls until your crying and grasping at the sheets, begging him to go faster.

Chan who complies because he can never deny you. More selfishly, because he can’t deny himself the pleasure of pleasing you. Who gradually picks up the pace, rolling his hips into yours in a way that has your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Chan who whines—whines—into your neck as your walls clamp down around him as you near your third orgasm. He could feel his own rapidly approaching, the coil taunt in his stomach.

Chan who always babbles when he gets this close. Who whimpers, “Wanna make you a mommy. You’ll let me, won’t you? You’ve been…nghh—f-fuck…you’ve been so good for me, baby. So so good. You’ll let me fill you up, yeah? Make your tummy all big and round with my kids? Hmm, pretty girl?”

Chan who snakes his hand around your hip so he can press against your clit while he fucks into you and you are gone. You don’t even have the energy to warn him before you are gushing around him again.

Chan whose entire body shudders and he buries his face into your shoulder when he finally comes undone, shooting his seed deep inside of you. Who fucks his cum back inside of you, moaning at the overstimulation but wanting to breed you so bad.

Chan who stays that way, his cock buried deep inside of you as he holds you close against his chest. Who knows you’re on birth control but genuinely hopes to have kids with you someday.

Chan who dreams of a future filled with love and laughter, of a family built on the foundation of the love you share, of a lifetime spent together in each other's arms. And as the dawn breaks outside, casting its golden light upon your tangled limbs, he thinks about the small, black box stuffed deep inside his suitcase he has yet to unpack.

Chan who is finally home.

[sgiandubh]

The trouble with Stravaigin'

This pic is currently making the rounds on Tumblr and X, and for all the good reasons (thank you @mariaae, for bringing it here):

After a rather busy week and an even busier week-end, it's certainly nice to check in for this 👆.

Funny how the dunces across the street dub this a 'wrap party combo' of sorts. Oh, come on, are you that stupid, people?

Jamie Roy's OG post is absolutely clear with this regard:

'Thank you @thevinepr for having us at @stravaigin_g12's 30th Birthday.' An event that is directly linked to this very recent Stravaigin's announcement, that has to do exclusively with S's spirits' business:

'In an announcement that will delight the legions of whisky lovers who have been demanding its addition to Stravaigin’s renowned drinks menu, The Sassenach @sassenachspirits by @samheughan is today confirmed as joining the bar’s Scotch whisky offering as a permanent fixture 🥃. (...)

Stravaigin's Olivia Wong - Scotland's Bar Manager of the Year says: “We are thrilled to welcome The Sassenach to Stravaigin. We are all big fans of Sam and his Scotch whisky here at Stravaigin and know excitement levels will be running high with our patrons, as we announce it is becoming a permanent addition to our drinks menu.'

Note to self: this is something Marple 'forgot' to post about, despite her all-consuming obsession for S. Without this information, the rest was presented as just another heavy drinking sesh. Tss, shame on you, madam! Is this where you're at? Lying to your readers, in an attempt to demonstrate: a) S is a highly-functioning alcoholic (by your reasoning, half of the UK might be, ROFLMAO) and b) Ashley Hearn is a lazy, entitled idiot, who spends her time in bars chatting and drinking with her buddies?

Lying by omission is either a mortal sin (when made with the purpose of hurting someone's reputation) or a venial one (when 'in jest', like the Screeching Banshees pretend to do). But I have no idea if that woman is a Catholic, nor do I care. Either way, it's unsavory as fuck. So long for playing it Switzerland, in here.

All of the above to emphatically (LOL for ages) say that this event has nothing to do with Outlander. This has everything to do with Sam Roland Heughan and his own, local business network. This is exactly why Jamie Roy was thanking the organizing PR firm (more on this, a bit later in this post).There were zero reasons for C to be there that night, something that has been confirmed by fans on X:

Interesting: 'took a picture with them'. In the context, people were wondering if there were pics with the Two of Them, not the rest of the cast. But hey, didn't you know? THEY CAN'T STAND EACHOTHER, NEVER COULD!

And there we go, we have the arrival video (why does it always have to be Brazilian fans directly or indirectly involved? that is a mystery on par with who killed JFK, LOL):

And here we have it, courtesy of @maripimpao, the OG X poster (https://x.com/Mari_pimpao/status/1850588095046971487?t=p3_lv013WuINhA085ayr4A&s=19).

... S arriving separately, as predictible, probably on his own (fucking Tumblr doesn't let me upload more than one video, but you'll find everything on the X page above), then C and Skeleton (God, that girl must KNOW stuff!) together - not surprised at all, either:

A normal convo ensues, C stating that she feels 'both happy and sad' because Friday was their last day ever on set. I was very surprised by her genuine warmth, to be honest, as I wasn't expecting it, but it is in line with public lore on her being spotted before by fans.

A word on The Vine PR company. This is one of the biggest PR firms in Scotland and even the UK, with a very nice portfolio of clients, partners and events they manage on the regular:

Oh...

And re-oh...

So, there should come as no surprise to find, among The Vine's clients (for whom it managed flagship events), two of LVMH's portfolio companies/brands: Moët & Chandon and Glenmorangie. I also remember being ridiculed, as writing fanfic, by both Marple and her minions. Well, eat crow now, I have been announcing it for a year, already, for both of them. Not once, but three times in a row.

One...

Two...

Third time's a charm/Jamais deux sans trois:

Business-wise, this is about the amount of time it takes to make things of this amplitude happen. Wait, I forgot that business was bound to flounder, sweet Baby Jesus on a motorbike!

On top of it all, I have some very inconvenient, yet rhetorical questions (for the people across the street, a rhetorical question is supposed to make a point, not wait for an answer):

What about McTavish's spirits business? Still in promo mode, bought medals, and all the tralala? Hmmm.

What about Tony McGill? Why isn't he seen at any event at all, in the music business or otherwise, like ever? Isn't he supposed to manage (Media Manager, my 🦶) a Scottish band? Where was he, on Friday night? How does he even do business? Hmmm.

Oh, FFS.

[medlilove]

(Edited to add headshots because tumblr hates detail) I've etched away at this is a lovely few weeks, so click for full res and all the little details, okay? It's my love letter to the journey I've found myself on

This is long-ish, so its under the cut (but worth reading...)

I had been thinking a lot recently about that double feature episode, you know the one? I half remembered it then, when they chased a bunch of alien spies so fast through the solar system they all got thrown back in time. Half the crew went on a little undercover adventure in Toronto in 2024. It was great because they got completely cut off from the Enterprise, so half of them, well mostly Uhura and Spock if I recall correctly, spent their time collecting as many radios as possible and worked on building their own communications. Uhura and Spock were basically taking turns constantly tweaking radios by the window with wires everywhere. Oh yeah, their base of operations was the whole top floor of a worn out old building looking over a big square. They ended up in the really arty/queer part of town full of art galleries and thrift stores.....??

Chapel and Chekov were sent out to those shops to find disguises for everyone. I loved the joke that Chekov was puzzled and slightly alarmed that Christine just knew everyone's clothes sizes and measurements with no explanation. Later on, they ended up getting separated from the rest of the group and getting held up by B story shenanigans, mostly getting lost and running into culture shocks. It was fun to see them having their own adventures and made for a pretty interesting combo. Spock and Uhura spent most of their time with the tech, accidentally listening to the times most popular music while changing frequencies. Jim and Sulu paired off to search for clues, and getting supplies and spent a lot of time talking to the locals setting up for a Pride parade. McCoy, feeling paranoid and irritable that he had practically no equipment, wandered around with Dr Alfred Nahdi, the Botanist, who kept picking random weeds and talking about how extraordinary the little dandelions were. Oh and together they stole a whole medical bag out of an ambulance?? It was pretty funny.  Anyway, the main issue was they couldn’t risk leaving the area because all these alien spies had assimilated into the population and they had to track them all down and bring them back with them so as not to disrupt the timeline or something. They had to track down the aliens while making sure the aliens didn't pick up on who they were or that they were also out of place. They ended up being there for around two whole ass months, I think. The spies were spread out all over and there were about 30 of them, but it ended up being the Botanist, Alfred (Alfie) Nahdi who found the enemy base of operations by complete accident. Alfred, who had spent most of the time studying all the common flowers and weeds that were so ordinary at that time but were extinct in their time, figured out where the aliens' base of operations was because the big plant shop at the end of the square had a few succulents that could not have existed in 2024. It was a big "woah" moment. And there was this whole thing where he had to act like he hadn’t just figured it out because the florist, who was almost certainly a spy, was watching him and McCoy. But soon after, it all went to hell anyway when a fight broke out and Sulu was straight up shot with the aliens' weapon that had bullets made from alien metal. So then Bones had to perform old school surgery on him in their HQ, with only 2024 equipment. Jim, Spock, and Uhura were out fighting and ran into Chapel and Chekov and were able to finish them off, but it got really crazy because there was a Pride parade in the square at the same time so they had to make sure no one noticed them. While Bones was pulling bullets out of Sulu, with the botanist assisting him until Chapel (who had been sent by Jim) appeared and took over. McCoy said something like, “Christine, I’ve never been so glad to see you in my life,” and they sewed him up all old school. And it worked out! But Bones was a mess because he had to do messy surgery with none of his kit, and so much pressure, and more blood than he was used to... Chapel stayed with Sulu, and Bones and Nahdi went to sit on the fire escape stairwell and had a sweet scene of Bones just full of adrenaline, his hands couldn't stop shaking. They sat hand in hand for a while listening to all the people on the streets below. Then Spock, Jim, Uhura, and Chekov appeared at the stairwell and they all had a happy, albeit exhausted reunion. After a day of everyone recovering from all the excitement, Uhura and Spock used some extra tech they got from the aliens and finally made contact with poor Scotty who was up on the Enterprise losing the will to live. Anyway, their outfits were iconic tbh.

I invented this whole thing to draw Dr. Leonard “Bones” McCoy in a sweater. I lost control of the situation. I spent a lovely two weeks etching away at this with the support of my lovely ST server, I love you guys. This ones for you.

[copypasteking]

Ok, I don't usually post about these kinds of things, but I think I want to briefly talk about the new Overwatch hero because I've barely seen anyone talk about it yet.

So this is Juno, the newest addition to the Overwatch 2 roster, we currently don't know much about her. Now, don't get me wrong, I think the design is appealing enough, pretty cute even - in a vacuum (hehe), it would be fine. However... if you've been following the development of Overwatch at all and seen the other heroes, especially the female characters, you may see why this design is frustrating to me.

Why yes, it's another conventionally attractive young woman in a skin tight suit, despite being some sort of astronaut. Damn, must be some amazing future tech that allows people to wear space suits that look like body paint and yet still provide protection against radiation, vacuum and extreme temperatures. One could argue that this isn't her full suit and she is just wearing this in-game because combat, but come on. I want to add that having a body like this isn't bad, of course, it's more so the fact that the women in this game are rarely allowed different proportions or facial features.

And yea, I wasn't kidding when I said skin tight.. Certainly she also has movement animations with gratuitous hip-swaying to accompany this certified Blizzard-Moment™ of a design. The animations are cool, but this combo left me stunned when I watched the trailer haha.

The sexualisation part isn't the only thing that bothered me, of course. I actually liked this concept art much more - it provided a bit of bulk and visual interest while still retaining that sleekness that they wanted to have in there.

But for some reason, they stripped her of this, leaving it almost a bit under-designed, especially for Overwatch 2 standards.

All of this is just my opinion, and I want to emphasize that I don't fully hate the design. I'm just lamenting what could have been and the fact that, for a new hero, they just made cute Overwatch girl number 12 again. In the end, they want to market to straight gamer boys so eh, it is what it is.

[sketchquill]

Howdy! It's the anon who asked for the Reboot Wally Art! First off, thank you so much! That literally made my day and I paraded you art all around for all my friends to see!

(Now that the thanks are out of the way, feel free to delete this request if you don't want to do it)

Now, I've been down hard for two fandoms. Welcome Home and Lego Monkie Kid! But I can not find any where the two are mixed! I do believe you used to make LMK fanart but I don't wanna pressure you if you've given it up. However, seeing Wally dressed up as Sun Wukong would certainly be something, wouldn't it? Again, please please please do not feel pressured to respond at all!

Hi!!! So wonderful to see you again! You’re very much welcome I’m so happy that you liked the art I did of Reboot Wally so much that you showed it of to your friends!

Yep you’re right I did used to make LMK fanart! Oo Wally dressed Sun Wukong? What an interesting combo I’d love to draw it! Pffft imagine if instead of stealing Peaches of Immortality Wally steals Apples of Immortality 😂

[arc-misadventures]

Jaune FMK: Sienna, Deery, Eve(R63 Adam)

Jaune: MFK IX

Jaune: MFK…? Naww… do I have to do this again…?

Eve: No not at all sexy!

Jaune: I don’t have to?

Eve: Nope! Because we’re doing MSB instead!

Jaune: What?!

Deery: MSB? What is that?

Eve: Jaune has three choices: He can either, Marry one of us, Smash one of us, or my personal favourite, Breed one of us~!

Deery: H-H-He has to what?!

Sienna: He can if he wants to. But, the little rabbit should understand that there are those that want him to do this to us~!

Jaune: I’m not a faunas.

Eve: But, your family breeds like one!

Jaune: Hey, that’s racist!

Jaune: …

Jaune: I think?

Deery: Kinda?

Sienna: You were compared to a rabbit, not a rabbit faunas. So I as, Sienna Khan, High Leader of the White Fang will allow it.

Jaune: O-Okay…?

Eve: So, what are you going to handsome?

Jaune: …

Jaune: Haaa…

Jaune: Let’s get this over with. I’d smash, Deery.

Deery: Me?! Why me?!

Jaune: The other two options require more… commitment to the role that I just don’t believe you are well prepared for.

Deery: That’s…! That’s fair…

Sienna: Still the same scared little, Bambi aren’t you?

Deery: Shut up…

Eve: Oh don’t worry, Deery. Hey, why don’t I join you, it will certainly make things easier for you~!

Deery: J-J-Join me…? W-W-With him?!

Sienna: Careful, Eve she might blow a gasket if you push her too hard.

Jaune: …

Jaune: Moving on. I would breed, Eve.

Eve: Fuck yeah! That’s what I like to hear!

Sienna: Care to explain why?

Jaune: Well for starters, Eve finds the notion of being bred by me hot as hell.

Eve: Fuck yeah I do!

Jaune: And, I’ll admit her constant teasing has gotten to me. I do want to… take her by the horns, and take her from behind.

Eve: And~?

Deery: There’s more?!

Jaune: I wanna see if I can… if I can… milk her…

Deery: WHAT?!

Eve: Oh gods I’m so aroused right now~!

Sienna: Hmm… that does sound like an interesting experience. Eve being a cow faunas, and all.

Jaune: And, lastly… I’d marry, Sienna.

Sienna: And, tell me: Why would you desire me as your wife~?

Jaune: Well… Muscular kitty for starters.

Eve: Eh?

Jaune: What? I like muscular woman, I think they’re hot. And, I’ve always had a thing for cat girls. Two for one combo right there.

Deery: So you would marry, Sienna just because of that?

Jaune: I said for starters! I also like her strong sense of willpower. Her unwavering determination to do what’s right by the faunas. Her commanding authority that demands respect. I also like how she purrs when I scratch her ears; it’s adorable.

Deery: Adorable?

Eve: Sienna…? Have you, and Jaune been spending time together? Alone~? Playing certain games by chance~?

Sienna: …

Sienna: We’re leaving, Jaune!

Jaune: What hey?! Put me down!

Eve: What hey?! Come back with my baby daddy you slut!

Sienna: No! He’s mine!

Deery: …

Deery: What the hell just happened?

[user73817]

almost victorian with you//wearing nothing but the summer bruises on my knees

chrollo x reader drabble with vague allusions to sex. inspired vaguely by fishtail by lana because i love lana and the chrollo + lana combo is lethal

cw: none i think but chrollo is kinda weird and bit of a red flag

technically no explicit mentions of reader's gender but they wear dresses so idk

~ 600 words

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You doubt even he knows what he wants from you. 

Truly, Chrollo doesn't care for much at all in the world, only the Phantom Troupe and whatever captures his interest at any given time. He doesn't talk about things like the past, but you're sure it carries weight to it from the way the Troupe always put nothing but their utmost faith in him.

‘Hedonistic’ is the word you think of when you think of Chrollo, spoiling himself and the Troupe in the items he steals. Whatever shiny thing catches his eyes will be his. Sometimes you think that with the way he looks at you, perhaps you're just another shiny thing he wants to possess. 

He carries himself like a true gentleman, a well crafted veneer of class and sophistication. The slight bow when he meets others, straight posture, ironed suits, and his finely manicured hands.  

He loves to read, and you can tell, Chrollo, ever the quiet romantic. He can speak endlessly on anything, with a wealth of knowledge beneath his expensive belt. A thief in the skin of a Victorian nobleman. He always insists on taking you to fancy restaurants in Yorknew, even though he always makes you two leave without paying. Gifting you artfully crafted bouquets and expensive jewellery that he almost certainly didn't pay for. Sneaking into orchestras and ballets with no tickets, yourself dressed in the fine jewels and pretty dresses he gets for you, and him in his patent leather coat over his well tailored black suits. 

Sometimes at night, before either of you are tired, he’ll read to you whatever limited edition classic he made off with from a private auction, his soft voice lulling you to sleep. Or perhaps it’s more of a siren’s song than a peaceful lullaby. As you fall asleep, you always feel it, the soft press of his lips against your forehead, right where he has the tattoo on his. 

But at times his gentlemanly charade slips, the facade of a well mannered man falls for just a moment.

You’ll never forget the way he so intently looked at the scarlet eyes of the Kurta, fixated on them, watched them, severed and put into jars surrounded by a yellowish liquid, and faint trails of blood. Like he just couldn't get enough of the sight, a light smile touching his mouth, eyes unable to tear themselves from the sight, needing to indulge himself in the pleasure brought from his spoils, over and over again. 

Sometimes it seems like he wears that same expression when he’s on top of you, with his hair down, shadows cast from his brow to his eye, the flat of his torso splayed across yours, and you can feel every inch of his skin pressing against yours, the slight digging of his hip bones against your flesh. That same fascination and intensity in his stare, boring deep within you. You can feel his attention fall to every minute reaction your body gives up. How he knows every way in which you respond to his touch. His slender hands clench your waist like they're his to hold onto so tightly. His tongue unable to leave you, his eyes drawn to the sheen of his saliva on your skin. He kisses your knees gently after you bruise them on the tough hotel carpets in front of him. He leaves bruises decorating your neck and collarbone for you to wear alongside the necklaces he gifts you. Sometimes he bites down hard, not hard enough to bleed, but hard enough to remind you that he’s the only one allowed to rough you up and treat you kindly after. In all fairness, Chrollo's the only one you let treat you in such a way, the only one who would treat you in such a way. 

And perhaps it is all just a charade, an evocation of old-timey traditionalism to mask his selfish desire to possess you like another one of his stolen treasures. Or maybe he does just want to treat you nice, take you out to rooftop dinners under a setting sun, show that, in a gentlemanly way, of course, he maybe feels something akin to love for you.

You wouldn't know. You doubt even he knows. Chrollo has always been enigmatic, even from when you first met him. And just maybe, he is to himself, too.

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i love chrollo

[pinesfandomhell]

Some Arcane characters and their fragrance types/notes

because one of my main interests is fragrance and I saw people doing this over on tiktok. not indicative of how I feel about any of them and certainly not legit character reads, just a silly post for my own brain worms lol. long post

featuring, in order: Mel Medarda, Jayce Talis, Sky Young, Viktor, Vi, Caitlyn Kiramman, Lest, Salo, Sevika, and Steb

Mel Medarda’s whole vibe is very considered, and there’s no reason this wouldn’t extend to her perfume choices, imo. She’s prepared for every situation. Specifically, she would love a fairly neutral, lightly floral fragrance for work. Not overcomplicated, think waterlily and sandalwood. At home, no one will ever be able to tell me she isn’t THE warm vanilla girl. Overpowering 8 step warm vanilla shower routine. After her mage realisation, I think she would lean into some more spicy, citrusy scents. Verbena and pepper.

Jayce Talis. Look. I see people’s Dior Sauvage headcanons, and I hear them. I see you. However, I have to disagree on the specific choice as a matter of my own sanity. Dior sauvage when i find you. I do think he’s a spicy, herby fragrance wearer though! Sage, basil, rosemary, and cardamom. A really fresh edge. For sure has an ‘ol reliable’ that he’s repurchased 5 times and doesn’t even think when applying any more. People gift him new ones but he forgets to wear them.

Sky Young would love something very chill and low-key, clearly identifiable and not too many notes. Approachable and friendly but with personality. Coconut & sea salt, fresh linen & white florals, and cashmere & almond are some go-to combos.

Viktor is not an everyday fragrance wearer by any means, but maybe puts something on when he isn’t just in the lab. Partial to a paper note, and likes the subtle; the kind of thing you have to be very close to pick up. If he was more interested, he’d be into weird niche stuff, but alas. Green tea, fennel. Smells like straight ozone in s2.

Vi is still working out what she likes. She only wears something when she needs a bit of a confidence boost. She wears warm, comforting smells: spicy and musky. Cinnamony, peppery, a little green. She likes things that indirectly remind her of the outdoors. She has one ultra sweet sugary thing, which she doesn’t wear, but reminds her of her sister.

Caitlyn Kiramman, through s1, would be a powdery lavender wearer. Maybe with some sort of sweet, creamy note too, like white rabbit sweets. It was probably gifted by her parents. In s2, she goes darker and smokier. Deep amber and a little woody, occasionally an oud. She wears less perfume in s2 as well.

Lest would wear something edgy and sweet and intoxicating. Vanilla rum, cut with tobacco, lemon, and a woody note that smells like a bar. On anyone else, this would be completely too much, but she pulls it off with ease.

Salo is pink peppercorn galore, bright yet serious. Certified bergamot warrior. Cashmere base note. He thinks he’s the shit for this but he smells like a rich aunt. Still kind of serving though, actually. He has like 7 fragrances and they all smell identical.

Sevika. Oh my god. She smells so good and no one will convince me otherwise. She smells like Glass Animals’ Zaba album. Really heady, like incense and boozy cherry and orchid. Dark and intense, but with a little lemongrass brightness to back it up. A little sugar too, when you least expect it. Head turner for sure and she loves it. Will not tell anyone what it is.

Steb wears herby, but in an interesting way. Tarragon and dill, really fresh but almost medicinal at first. Cloves and star anise. There’s a twang of samphire too, green and a little salty. Bitter and almost intimidating. Kind of undefinable. Very identifiable.

[gallusgalluss]

please unleash your inspekta thoughts

your art is amazing i cant stop looking at it

i hope you have a happy new year!!

happy new year anon n thank you :]!!!!

also ur so evil ur letting me unleash my Inspekta thoughts,,,,how cruel how cruel

im going full yapper mode + there's spoilers so Watch Out

I like Inspekta, he's a little freak and a really interesting character to think about. While, for me, the twist with him wasn't totally a surprise (I did Not trust his cuteness the second i saw him lmao), I REALLY liked the way his character progressed throughout the game. He's your buddy! He's your pal! Don't worry about all these posters and weird plushies and standees and propaganda of him everywhere and how he keeps being called “the one and only god”, it's Fine it's Fine! He's sillay :D!!!

I'm generally just obsessed with characters who are put into leadership positions who absolutely Should Not have that amount of power over people, and I think Inspekta's a perfect example of that type of thing for me.

He had his own fears, loneliness, and jealousy cloud his judgment and that resulted in some Really Fucked Up Stuff. As a mortal he wanted to be special in the eyes of the public, so he gained enough popularity to get elected to be a god! Yay! But now he's scared of being forgotten and there's a new possible god being elected, wuh oh! Time to ruin Literally Everything because what's the easiest way to be remembered, worshiped, and loved by all if there's no more competition for your rule? Empty heavens, baby!!! Let's bring in an apocalypse!!! Yay!!!!!

Bro's fucked up and I like that.

I love how despite it all he still tries this whole Cute Buddy Friend act, even at the end with this Worm Form. Cause he KNOWS the other gods would trust and believe him and the lies he's spread about King's shocking letters, cause why wouldn't they? He's just a silly lil cutie pie! They all trust him! He's the God of Leadership! How could a Leader lead others astray? And he knows the Bizzyboys will follow him as well since he's been leading them pre-godhood for several years. He's a role model to them all, starting from nothing and now he's a god! He's just so trustworthy and sweet and will totally save the day!

Also I just wanted to include this somewhere. I really like this section (after Chapter 3, I think???)

He has this brief moment of vulnerability/sincerity/something that made him drop his “Cutesy Voice”. Like aside from this scene, near the end of chapter 5, and i Think a few parts i'm 100% forgetting, I don't think we actually see this more contemplative n genuine side of Inspekta.

He does instantly goes into gloating about himself and how he's Clearly the MOST IMPORTANT GOD OF ALL (before correcting himself to include the other gods, of course, of course).

Like if he didn't have that Ego-the-size-of-the-galaxy + Saddest Scaredest Loneliest Most Jealous Withdrawn Loser combo, all he had to do was to just Talk To People. He could've Talked to people about his Fears and Insecurities. Even the other gods; after all he's done, were still there for him! Like “Hey dude this is fucked up, we all already love you dummy, you can talk to us ya know you're allowed to feel scared!”

He's just the cutest most moe creature with soooo many issues and problems he needed to figure out.

NOW WITH HECTOR

Most of my Inspekta Thoughts can just be applied to him but slightly modified. I think it's interesting how he chose to go back to being a regular person, it makes sense cause he's like Aware of the amount of damage he's done/could've done. While he certainly won't be forgotten after Everything he's done, he isn't going to be as Grand and Powerful as he wished to be.

He's just a guy in his 50s who's trying to get over his God Complex of 33 years and also attempt to gain back the trust and respect of the Grove’s people. He's definitely going to be bearing the weight of what he's done for the rest of his life probably, but it IS interesting thinking about what he'd do to actually improve himself now, learn how to be a person again n such.

He’s also a sad miserable booboo beast of a man and i think him suffering in anguish is awesome!!!!!!! yay!!!!

This turned into more a character analysis of some sorts instead of solely my own personal thoughts, whoops. Anyways i think his designs, all 3 of em are really fun to draw. He's cute n stretchy and marketable, as all gods should be.

so ya basically inspekta/hector sucks, i hate him, and we should kill him with hammers. now. thank you 💖💖💖