#doesn’t really have a solid plot lol

[shen-liqin]

What If-

My thoughts are lowkey scrambled right now but just had a random thought (dk if it’s been done before given how long the HP fandom has existed though so sorry in advance if someone did make it)

What if Harry like, just had a deathly fear of cockroaches or something? This is more of a crack or crack treated seriously idea tbh.

Like it could stem from the fact that sometimes his cupboard had cockroaches in it and the sounds of them scurrying across the small area creeped him out as a child, plus the sensation of a cockroach crawling on you is kinda alarming. Maybe Dudley and his friends used them to mess with Harry as a child one way or another too? Idk at this point.

Main reason why I thought of it was because I just found the thought of The Boy Who Lived, the wizard who fought a basilisk in Year 2, went against a damn dragon in Year 4, and had to deal with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named for basically his entire school life, just shrieking at the sight of a cockroach funny.

Like imagine the whiplash people at Hogwarts experience, staff included, when during a relatively mundane day at the Great Hall, a shriek is heard from the Gryffindor table. Everyone turns to look at the table in alarm because you’d think someone was about to be Crucio’d with how they screamed.

Only to see Harry fucking Potter trembling and crouched on top of the dining table, his striking green eyes trained on some sort of moving insect on the floor near the benches.

Meanwhile Ron and Hermione, who were made aware of Harry’s fear sometime during Second Year, just deal with the situation calmly, as if it was normal to see THE Harry Potter scared out of his damn wits by a cockroach. Like Hermione is probably trying to calm him down as if he was some sort of wild animal that got spooked. Ron, on the other hand, kinda just deals with the cockroach by shooing it away from the area/killing it (which ever way appeals to you guys more).

Ron and Hermione probably discovered his fear during the times they hung out in the girl’s bathroom for the Polyjuice potion. Like one day a cockroach just snuck out of a crevice and scared the absolute shit outta Harry - which in turn scared Ron and Hermione because of the sudden scream that came from him. I imagine all three of them kinda swore Moaning Myrtle to secrecy and the only reason she agreed was because she found the whole thing hilarious and because it was Harry lol.

All I’m saying is that if Voldy and his team end up using this fear against him somehow, it could end in two ways:

Harry just freezes and ends up meeting his dead relatives a few seconds after and everyone on team Noseless kinda short circuits because of how damn easy it seemed to get rid of Voldemort’s greatest enemy. Like imagine the little shit that’s been repeatedly foiling the Dark Lord’s plans for most of his school career via Gryffindor energy and trauma just, freezing, and suddenly becoming an easy target. All because of a god damn cockroach of all things.

Scenario two is Harry just going absolutely apeshit from the stress, adrenaline, and fear running through his system because of Year 7 as a whole and now Tom and his Death Eaters using fucking cockroaches against him. My man is just screaming spells left and right and unintentionally using non-verbal magic trying to kill all the cockroaches Voldy and his gang brought. The Death Eaters are just getting their asses handed to them unintentionally because so many stray spells are hitting them.

Running out of ideas now, if someone wants to add on to this, feel free to do so! Just thought I’d post this cause my brain was starting to cramp because if the potential this had lmao.

[batbabydamian]

The Boy Wonder #3 by Juni Ba rambling about how cool this series would be to read in a single sitting...it's all so connected!!

rambles for issue #1 and issue #2!

i don't have as much personal interpretation for this cover besides it being a solid piece of art in shapes and silhouette! ALSO. bi bg lighting lol. Damian's "X" posing of his cape and swords parallels with Tim's "X" chest straps + the Robin emblem in the center. Tim's closed Red Robin wings frames Robin's own outstretched cape wings; and on top of that, the shadows cast inside the wings nicely frames Damian's demon mask.

Joe and Merle's dynamic has been so fun, especially with the mutual enthusiasm over the storytelling 🥺 Joe also opens up about his circumstances that led him to this moment, which perfectly sets up the setting of this issue! Even his very first introduction becomes a relevant detail when a fancy rich couple drops a champagne glass, uncaring of the people literally below them, saying “some poor sap down there’ll appreciate it” when it bonks Joe’s head.

it all comes around!! and tbh this issue proves how much this series would slap to read in a single sitting (GET THE COLLECTED EDITION)

Going beyond first impressions seems to apply to the color palette in this series. From #1 in the first page of Gotham, we see the gold of upper society to the blue of the downtrodden → from issues #2 and #3, it’s the warm gold of inner Gotham to the cold blue of the rich. there’s a sense of community displayed among the poor - even part of Jason’s intro avenging Bill, a generous man mourned on panel by many. The rich gives off a sense of individualism, celebrating themselves and their excess.

With the change in scenery, this issue steps into the more civilian side of things through a spy theme - fancy suits and lil gadget intros! Going down the civilian route with Tim feels very fitting since it's what makes Tim's run as Robin so charming!

i love that Talia’s taught Damian to be conscious of the rich’s effects on society, especially in the following page of small panels zoning in on the details of wealth and overindulgence. but also LIL DAMIAN. HIS LIL ROUND EYES AND HANDS 🥺

Damian’s aware of the facts, and his disgust is clearer after having just been through lower Gotham and seeing firsthand the poverty directly caused by the wealthy (also not sure if that old lady is the same one from #1 with similar hair and clothes, but pls she can't a break…)

i mentioned Damian’s “inciting incident” for this journey to be the intro of a demon for Damian to prove his worth but i’m correcting the use of that term!! the intro of the demon is more the beginning of plot, whereas the actual inciting incident is beheading the thief!! it’s the main reason he’s in this situation where he felt the need to prove himself, and atone. Most notably is that the beheaded thief is a consistent character that quite literally haunts Damian every step of the way.

The statue of Batman’s head being popped off becomes a significant visual, because while Damian started this journey to prove something to Bruce, the only one that really seems to have (quite literal) eyes for Damian’s journey is the thief. Why does he make more of an appearance than the actual Bat? Even his statue’s head doesn’t make a figurative presence; whereas the only one looming over Damian is the thief. Guilt over killing him may be driving him just as much as his desire to be worthy. Alternatively, it could be that Damian needs to reexamine his motivations since the thief is really getting in Damian's face now.

Damian is proud to be a positive influence on Tim, but the moment is short-lived. It’s an ironic moment to me because Damian doesn't even know the impact he's had on Jason just in the previous issue!! 😭

Damian's so desperate to prove his worth, yet he's been making choices in every issue to help others!! Helping the old woman up in #1, being vulnerable with Jason in #2, and now sacrificing himself for Tim!

The Ra’s "Weakness" panel has been reoccurring since #1, but it's the first time Talia has been included. Being great figures in his life and mind, their silhouettes consume Damian's, similar to a few of Batman's appearances below. This latest disappointment was such a blow to Damian, that Talia (who he might have the most respect for) becomes an added voice in his head.

Final thoughts!!

Like Rok, does the thief actually have a connection to the al Ghuls or is this beard just in fashion at the moment.

Lex is clearly referencing one of the Underwell warehouses that Joe and Merle are presently, so wondering if whatever he and Tim discuss here will be affecting them later.

Ending with Talia’s cover for extra hype!! i’ll probably go back to this for the next ramble, but i’m already gearing myself up to wail about Talia just based on this cover. The Mary and Jesus imagery (more prominent with Damian’s lil crown as a “prince”) but most importantly Talia weathering the flames for Damian…her own shroud/shawl wrapped around Damian and burning… oh boy

[bitchlessdino]

ignorance can be bliss (m)

Pairing: seungkwan x afab!reader

Genre: smut

Word count: 1.3k

tags: porn wo plot, roommate's friend!seungkwan, use of vibrating sex toys, heavy degradation, slight praise kink, exhibitionism and voyeurism, unprotected sex, cum eating (swallowing), mentions face sitting

author note: it's been a while i wrote a pwp and i really thought this after some -- ahem -- irl events. thought it should have its moment lol. Don’t ask why I posted this in the middle of my work day.

Tag: @shiningstar-byulxx @misssugarlips @tommolex @hoeforhao @homerunhansol @dkakapizzaboy @junhui-recs @svtup @buffhoshi @meowmeowminnie @caratochan @lovebot4han @cuntdino

You thought you were alone. You could’ve sworn that your roommate said he’d be out with friends. You didn’t hear the several people that entered your apartment while you were enjoying the company of solitude.

Your package had gotten in the mail and you were very excited to enjoy your new investment for the first time. Day-long battery life, five sucking modes, ten vibration frequencies, and beautifully wrapped in perfect purple silicone. 

Just as expected, it had your stomach clenching, your heart pounding, your pussy throbbing. And you thought you had it all to yourself. The apartment should’ve been empty outside of yourself and your new source of entertainment.

“S-shit…”

Your eyes were screwed shut, one hand keeping the toy in as the other teased your nipples stiff from the room’s draft and the arousal sweeping throughout your body. Your thighs tensed up in frustration, arching your back in desperation as sweat is glossing the hair on your forehead as your cries of anguish fill the air.

You were so lost in arousal, you didn’t hear the uninvited guest entering your room to announce the movie night occurring. You don’t see the pure shock conveyed in his eyes only for them to shift to thick lust permeating throughout the vessel of his arousal that stayed trapped in his layer of poly-cotton blend sweatpants. All he could do was watch, mediating the war in his body, and wait for you to notice so he could regain his sanity and walk out that door already.

Instead, he said your name, only momentarily gaining your attention as you lifted up your head before you proceeded back to focusing back on the task at hand. He scoffed, leaning against the door after closing it. “You’re really going to ignore me?”

You let out a weak moan in response. 

“Hey. Answer me properly, will you?” You heard the door lock with a click. “You’re testing my patience.”

You continued to ignore his nagging, especially finding yourself so close to your personal finish line. Your legs lifted up from the mattress, curling your toes as the device pulses at a higher speed than before. You whimper at the sensation, trying to swallow down the ache caught in your throat.

“Fuck,” Seungkwan whispered, back sealed firm against the solid surface behind him as his hand inched closer to his waistband. “Gonna cum right there in front of me and not give a fuck I’m here? Fine.”

He slowly approached you, his clothed

figure towering over your nude one. “You’re gonna act like a needy slut? I’ll watch since it doesn’t make a difference, right?”

His weight dipped into the bed, your body instinctively rolling in his direction. He softly moaned, hand landing and gripping the sheets inches away from you. Your eyes, creased in lewd fatigue, stared back at him. He glanced down at the glistening heat oozing out of that sopping cunt of yours. Temptation calls him, commanding he pressed his fingers through your slick folds that were dying to have his cock slip right through. “Look at that gorgeous pussy.”

Your hips made a sharp jerk, biting back the moan that threatened to leave. He’s quick to notice, “You’re so pretty like this, fuck…”

His hand inched closer to you, seeing no protest as he claimed your breast, tenderly squeezing. The heat of his smooth palm stimulated the sensitivity of your nipple, soon pinching and rolling them between his digits. You mumbled nonsense, unclenching from your other breast only for him to quickly take your hand’s place. He seated himself behind you, drinking in your body as his plump lips pressed against the curves of your face.

“Look at you. You’re such a good little slut. Such a good, pretty little slut. You were just begging someone to fuck you, hmm?”

You nodded, glancing back at him. “So bad…”

His hands balled fists around your flesh, his teeth grazing the skin of your neck before he’s biting down. You whimpered at the pain, pussy pulsing around the silicone. “Kwan…”

“Now you remember my name.” His chuckles tickled the back of your neck, making your hairs stand. “I’m flattered. Whore.”

A gasp expelled from you, only to have Seungkwan inhale it. His lips moved against you so languidly and deep, you could swear live butterflies occupied your stomach. Your body crunched up, your voice suppressed beneath his lips, hand pawing up at his arm.

“What? You want me to help?” 

You nodded back against his lips.

“How should I do that?”

You whine, nails digging into his arm, “Fuck me, Kwan, please…”

“You’re so polite when you want something.” He chuckled before undressing, his cock that had been angry and pulsing in his pants finally released from its restraints. 

Your toy stayed where it was, its vibrations strong and numbingly delicious, waiting for Seungkwan’s lead. He pries you from your toy, utilizing its suction while he eases himself inside. The initial shocking sensation of the toy causes him to stumble but it melted into pleasure, your fluttering walls clenching around him against its alluring hun. “Fuck…”

“Mm, move…”

“So. Fucking. Needy.” Seungkwan thrusted into you at a practiced pace, pushing himself and the toy deeper inside you. “Take. My. Cock. Fucking. Whore.”

You only knew Seungkwan through your roommate and your relationship was anything but acquaintanceship, at least until now. The last thing you expected was his cock to be drilled inside you like his life depends on it. And you certainly didn’t expect to enjoy it more than the highly functional toy you bought.

Eventually, he turned it off and tossed it aside, using the pad of his thumb to tease against the swollen sensitivity. You thrashed at his wrath, screaming his name with your whole heart and soul, while his fingers dug into your hips as he manually slammed you against him.

You threw your head back into bed, whining at a glass-shattering pitch before his entire length was coated in your release, jerking back into him like an animal in heat. “Yes. Like that. Cum. Cum all over my cock like my good little cum slut. That’s it, slut.”

You took every inch with grace as obscenities left his lips, announcing the arrival of his climax seconds before it pours. He pulled out of you in harsh retrieval before lifting your head up and pumping his cock toward your lips. You stretched your mouth open until it was a sufficient size before the curve of his head fell flat on your tongue, the milky white of his cum depositing inside. Your weak hand held over his grasp, following his strokes, and you closed your lips around him. His nectar. His sweetness. You milked him dry.

“That’s it, take me cum. Just like that. Good job.”

He helped you up, and laid your naked body rest on your bed frame, watching the heave of your chest as you tried consuming the oxygen necessary to breathe. Seungkwan sat next to you and rested just the same as you, moving damp stray hairs away from your face, mumbling about the events going on outside these walls. All you do is nod back, catching your breath, and the man—equally as tired—looked over at you in concern.

“You doing ok?”

“I will be. I think.”

Seungkwan smiled seeing you smile and your head landed against his reliable shoulders. Unable to help himself, his lips reunited with yours, this time slow and thorough, tasting every corner and crevice. “It’s sweet.”

“My lips?” You asked amused.

“My cum in your mouth.”

“I…” You weren’t sure how to respond to that before he interrupted you with more kissing, rendering just almost speechless. His kisses, more needy and passionate, stirred something inside you once again. You had just a bit of willpower to pull back, already breathless. “What about everyone out there?”

“They’re watching Infinity War, they won’t even notice we’re not there until they have to put on End Game.”

“And then what?”

He revealed a cheeky smile. “Guess I’ll have to break the news that I slept with Vernon’s roommate. Twice…At least.”

“You aren’t worried about missing the movie?”

“The movie’s have been out for five years. I won’t miss any. Just worry about sitting your pretty pussy on my face.”

[bots-and-cons]

Could i request Hcs of bumblebee and soundwave with reader being a ghost? The reader keeps it a secret cuz they dont want to scare the other humans and not confuse the bots out too much... but as time passes they notice the reader rarely eats or sleeps and sometimes if they look REALLY close they see them floating ever-so-slightly from the floor? Their cover gets blown when a vehicon shoots directly at them but the bullet goes right through them.. buddy out of fear fades out but comes back later to the base. How would the bots react?

A/N: I totally forgot I had this request, because I’ve apparently just been scrolling past this while looking for something I want to write lol. I also realized after writing the Soundwave part that I didn’t really followed the plot you laid out, but at least I did it for Bee, mostly, sorry…

~Soundwave~

•Honestly, you don’t even remember when you died, and the how is even hazier

•You don’t really care though, you’re a ghost now, it’s not really any use crying after your previous life

•So after wandering the earth for who knows how long, you came upon the decepticons and decided to sneak onto their ship

•What’s the worst that could happen? You were already dead

•Also giant robots? Hell yeah, that sounds like fun

•So yeah, you kinda become the ghost of the Nemesis, as if it isn’t haunted enough already…

•You’ve got the ability to become just barely visible and your presence makes cameras act kinda funky

•You also have the ability to pass through things, and you float just a bit off the floor/ground

•Soundwave of course starts noticing all these weird glitches with the cameras around the Nemesis and starts tracking what the reason might be

•He starts noticing this human shape appearing around the Nemesis, and he decides to get to the bottom of what’s going on

•You’ve observed these big ass robots for about a week now, and you’ve noticed that you managed to accidentally scare them so many times, at least some of them, well mostly the red one

•Soundwave finally catches you, well sort of

•He makes it known that he knows you’re there and asks you to make yourself visible

•You’re not scared of Soundwave, he can’t really do anything to you, so you’re sure he just wants to kick you off the spaceship

•You’re kinda disappointed, because you wanted to see more and you weren’t totally done with your exploration of the ship

•Soundwave observes you for a moment and concludes that you’re not a threat and just some sort of specter that’s gotten very lost

•You’re of course surprised that he just sort of leaves, so you follow him and start asking him questions (some might say you start haunting him)

•Soundwave of course isn’t particularly excited about this, but he can’t really do anything to get rid of you, because he can’t touch you

•He later realizes he can actually touch you, but it takes some effort on your part to become solid 

•You’ve actually not shown yourself to anyone else on the Nemesis, except Knockout, whose name you learned from Soundwave, but that was an accident, and now he thinks there’s a human ghost haunting the Nemesis

•He’s not wrong

~Bumblebee~

•Bee first ran into you on a lonely stretch of road that was a part of his patrol, he also noticed there was a recent car wreck on that same road, and candles and flowers left at the accident site

•He kept running into you though, again and again, and eventually you saw him transform when some vehicons attacked him on that same stretch of road

•So of course he took you to the base, and you became a part of the team, just like the trouble trio would later on

•You were the first “human” to really join the team

•Bee doesn’t really pay attention to little things such as if you’ve eaten or slept, because he thinks you just do those things when he’s not around or during the times you disappear

•He does start noticing little things, like you seem to be sort of idling, moving up and down just a tiny, tiny bit when you stand still

•He doesn’t notice you’re actually floating until much later, but he thinks he’s just imagining it

•When you eventually end up in the middle of a fight after you went to look for the trouble trio and try to keep them safe, you end up at the wrong end of a blaster

•This of course doesn’t really matter, because the blaster shot just passes through you and hits the rock behind you

•Bee has already tackled the vehicon, and he was sure you’d gotten hurt

•But you’re just standing there, oddly transparent and the edges of your body seem sort of wavy and oddly moving

•Bee is confused, but you’re annoyed and upset, because you feel like he might be scared of you now

•You and Bee go back to the base with the rest of the team, and you talk with Bee, explaining the situation to him

•When you first came to the base, you didn’t actually know you were dead, your state only became apparent to you a few days later, when you realized you hadn’t eaten or slept, and you had a bit of a freak-out

•You decided to hide it, because you didn’t want to freak out the autobots or have to leave, because you couldn’t go home, you were dead

•Bee understood, and he felt bad that he hadn’t noticed, but the two of you actually came up with a lot of fun stuff with your ghost abilities

[muqingapologist]

it’s kind of funny how i put off reading scum villain for so long after reading and consuming adaptations for mdzs and then reading tgcf. im not really a fan of the fan-service sex scenes in danmei because it just takes me out of the story emotionally, and i had a friend warn me that this was pretty much the case with svsss. but like….not so much? at least not the main story.

to back up, my first introduction to any danmei media was watching the untamed. i fucking LOVED the untamed. it consumed my every waking thought for like a solid month lol. it’s actually hard to describe in hindsight just how captivated i was by wei wuxian and lan wangji. and because i loved it so much, i chose to wait for the english translations to be officially released instead of finding unofficial versions online. in the meantime, i “read” tgcf (skimmed) for the first time (bad idea. i finally reread it though last month for real and damn. not quite relevant though). anyway, when i finally got to book 4 of mdzs, well i knew there was the infamous bathtub scene coming, but i underestimated how much this scene would just…cheapen the entire story for me. and this is my own fault, i know, for taking the untamed so much to heart and not being prepared to engage with such different characterizations of the two characters i adored so much. like nothing could’ve prepared me for the fact that lan zhan was actually a nymphomaniac who was determined to have rough sex with wwx every day…it just made the story feel less meaningful to me. it took away the gravity it developed for me.

so knowing how the sex scenes in mdzs affected me, of course i was skeptical of svsss based on what i’d heard. and well maybe it’s because svsss was so tonally different from mdzs and tgcf, and maybe because i knew something very graphic was coming, but shen qingqiu and luo binghe boning to save the world at the end of the main story actually made…perfect sense?? like it wasn’t even really supposed to be romantic at all and yet it felt 110% more earned and necessary than the scenes in mdzs. which was just really surprising to me.

anyway i don’t make this to start mdzs vs. svsss discourse but more so just to discuss my thoughts on the two as someone who doesn’t particularly enjoy gratuitous sex scenes and reads mostly for romance and plot (personal preference!). i still love mdzs and it’ll always have a special place in my heart, but watching the untamed and getting attached to that version of the story first definitely gave me unrealistic expectations for the source material.

im just rambling about this because im curious if anyone had a similar experience with how they read the mxtx novels? also in discussing the novels, im not giving tooooo much weight to the extras.

i’ll add another probably unpopular opinion that the lack of explicit content in tgcf (ik, due to censorship) actually worked in its favor in terms of emotional impact for me.

so yeah i just wanna know what people out there think of sex scenes in mxtx and their gratuitousness and how that affects the novel for you!!!

[starbylers]

Mike ‘rejecting but accepting’ Will cannot co-exist with Will getting a happy ending

Even when I try to genuinely picture a scenario in which we get an ‘I accept you’ ending to Byler (it’s not happening this is just a thought exercise lol) I just…can’t? It's impossible to do without sounding like someone who's never read or written a story in their life:

Mike says 'You'll always be my best friend but I'm straight and I love my girlfriend sorry' and then what? They just never talk about it again? Ignore the elephant in the room every time they're together? Mike can't do anything to help Will with this, other than distance himself to make it easier but it's practically confirmed they will be a team next season so that's not happening. Will is not a robot, he won't just stop loving Mike because Mike says he's straight. Will already believes Mike is straight and in love with El, and yet his feelings are strong as ever. They won't just disappear, it would take time and active effort.

So if this 'rejection' happens early in the season (giving Will actual time to feasibly move on), if his arc was really to 'get over Mike', is he just going to hang around the rest of the season feeling sad but trying to forget about it? So it's just another season of Will being in unnecessary emotional turmoil...and then one day he just kind of does forget about it and the storyline fizzles out? What even is that. Like try and picture how this would actually play out on screen, it's ridiculous to even consider.

The only solid place Will's acceptance story could go after confessing to Mike is coming out to his family (and hopefully the party) which we obviously all want for him and I hope they get a really beautiful scene, but the problem is the audience knows everyone will love Will no matter what (he might not know, but we do and we are the target audience here) so there's no stakes. The only real stakes in Will's coming out from a storytelling perspective is how Mike will react (it’s the only uncertain variable), and if we get this very early on in the season (giving Will time for a believable 'moving on' arc) his storyline would be incredibly anti-climactic, it would have peaked and have nowhere else to go. It's not like he's going to date someone else.

And if we don't get the 'rejection' early on, Will won't have time to feasibly get over it (especially since we already established that being rejected and moving on would not be an automatic process for someone as unconditionally in love as Will is with Mike), and he would inevitably end the season unhappy. But we know that's not happening so...

And no him getting over it during the time-skip is still not logical or good storytelling, it would be a cop-out and an unsatisfying plot device. Like Will confesses and is rejected by the boy he loves then it’s the next episode and he just doesn’t care anymore and the whole storyline is dropped? If it was an early season time-skip, then he’d have no real personal arc for the rest of (majority of) the season. If it was a mid-late season time skip, we’d still have him either pining or trying to move on (which is a painful and hard process for anyone) for the whole pre-skip, depending on when exactly the rejection occurs.

It's not that Bylers think Will couldn’t ever be happy without Mike but it's that the narrative as it's set up is not going to accomodate that whilst also adhering to basic storytelling principles (and without the writers letting a gay character constantly suffer with no pay off). He will either end up with Mike, spend the season hurting/pining/struggling again but by the end it just sort of fades into nothing (‘moving on’), OR they will drag his unrequited love to the final episodes guaranteeing his unhappy ending. Anything else would be nonsensical and unrealistic aka him just being fine and happy and completely over it right after he's rejected. Or them completely forgetting about the build up of this storyline with the excuse of a time jump, cutting short his personal arc and leaving the character with nowhere to go. These are literally the only options for the end of Will's story, and the only one that is happy and is objectively the better-written story is Byler.

[mischiefmaker615]

If You Love Me

Summary/Inspired by: "If you love me (really love me)" By Brenda Lee

Note: "It doesn’t matter if the world is going to shit, I have you. That’s all that matters. The best part, eternity is forever." (My summary of the song LOL)

~This one was kinda difficult cause the song has already cameoed in the Loki Series Lol 

Requester: @eleniblue

Rating: R (dark) 

You couldn’t remember the last time your body had truly relaxed on it’s own. Or when home felt like home. Or when you were able to feed yourself. Sleep by yourself.. or that you were able to see anything else beyond your bedroom.

Locked.

But why?

You were the only one who knew, that’s why. As the people mourned and dedicated the fallen second prince of Asgard, you stayed upon the balcony with the truth screaming in your mind that he was right there amongst them.

Odin.

Loki wasn’t dead.. not really.. perhaps dead to you, this wasn’t the god you had fallen in love with long ago.. he was kind, a gentleman, he lied- yes, but to keep a cruel joke running for this long? ..this wasn’t your Loki..

The announcement had spread that Thor was to set out to repair the nine realms while the news came back that amongst his last heroic mission, Loki had been killed. All father didn’t seem to be as.. broken as you were, to have lost your lover. Perhaps its because he’s seen death so many times, but to not crumble when your son is to never return home? He was heartless.. or so you thought.

Wasted tears.

It wasn’t until a few weeks later, you had found yourself locked in your chambers with the rumors that you were plotting against the king. Lies! Word was to be believed that no one was in here, that the door was to remain a memory chamber and will be honored by no one entering.

Except one.

You were furious- furious to find out Loki had lied all this time about being dead, by impersonating Odin, by keeping all this from you of all people. On top of that, people believed you were in Asgard’s dungeons this whole time for treason! Loki tried to be accommodating, being the one to show up with food under the illusion of a chamber maid claiming she was ordered by the king to check on the ‘Memorial Chamber’ daily. He had you stay busy by tending to your own room, taking on the duty of a maid to yourself.

You had throw yourself at him, tried to hurt him, beg him, talk with him, but it all ended the same. He was more powerful than you, and shooed you off as no more than a fly while you tried to reason with him instead. One time, he had left you bound until you could control yourself to his liking.

Magic.

No one could hear. No one could see him enter, even in his disguise. No questions if there are no sightings. No sign of Thor returning anytime soon, or at least that is what you could hear by your constantly straining over the balcony. You had almost fallen that day until Loki had the idea to keep your ankle literally shackled so that you had room to roam anywhere until you are stopped just near the edge.

Prisoner.

You beat a fist against the railing in frustration, hating how your life has turned out, how the one you loved has obsessively locked you away for nothing but to hear him vent and fuck. In another life perhaps, you would be happy with that. Making love and sharing your hearts to each other. Yet a whole different perspective opens up when you find yourself limited with the feeling of choice being ripped away.

The sound of a door opening came from behind you but you didn’t bother to turn around. You knew who it was. The gentle breeze brushed threw your hair and dress as you looked down below the city, your eyes hardly focusing when your.. ex lover’s scent filled your nostrils in an intoxicating way. You hated him for still being attractive to your senses, but a monster to your eyes.

‘’what do you want?” you said coldly.

The feeling of two slender hands came around your hips, wrapping around your waist before they pulled you half a step back to rest against something solid behind you. With Loki, everything was solid.

‘’I’ve come to see how you are fairing, as I always do.’’ Loki said gently, pressing his nose into your hair with an inhale and you immediately felt his body relax. He needed this.

‘’and every time is the same answer.’’ You say coldly and Loki paused, stiffening a little as his tone gave you a warning.

‘’darling.. we’ve talking about th-‘’

‘’fuck. Off.’’ You snapped, jerking your body out of his grip to turn and face him. your icy stare did nothing to make him sigh, straightening to his full height as he put on the mask of a ruler, not of a lover.

‘’your Midgardian tongue still takes over you, I would hope after all these years of Asgard you would begin to forget it’s foul language.’’

‘’my whole life spent on Asgard will not erase the memories in which I came.’’ You snapped, your body tense as you stood in a defense position. Not that it would do you any good, the shackle limited your space and he was still much more powerful as he looked down his nose at you.

‘’I can fix that.’’ He threatened, the promise to wipe your mind with magic meant to scare you as you took a small step back. He merely laughed, showing he was merely jesting but you didn’t take his cruel jokes well as you looked away from him.

‘’..what do you want.. really..’’

Loki seemed to relax then, as if things just got back on track regardless of your demeanor now and felt him scoop your hands into his with a grip that didn’t show him letting go anytime soon. With his silence, you glanced in his eyes to find he was thinking, his gaze cast to the floor while his thumbs rubbed against your skin.

‘’..I’ve come to seek consultation.’’

You raised a brow, more out of the audacity than curiosity while he raised his eyes to look at you. ‘’..about what?”

‘’how Asgard fairs.’’

You almost laugh as you shook your head. ‘’how am I suppose to-‘’

‘’you are limited darling, but you are not stupid.’’ He told you carefully and motioned with the tilt of his chin towards the balcony. ‘’your sight is as good as the Ravens and can tell by just a simple view how our realm fairs. What does it need?”

Your eyes followed his gaze over your shoulder, looking over the realm although it could not see you from the height. You’ve watched every day, and you’ve been reminded how much different it was when Odin was around.. he still refuses to tell you where he is but you deny the idea of him being dead. You knew the answer would give you a negative result, but he wished for truth, from you out of all, which just shows he has lost all whom he cares about, leaving you the last.

‘’it needs.. a ruler.’’

You felt his fingers twitch around your hands, his expression hard but difficult to read as you straightened yourself before him. unafraid.

‘’..explain.’’

‘’..the nine realms lay in ruin, you need to spend more energy out there equally that you do in here.. the people need to be heard and noticed, not just wait for them to come into the palace with their requests. The defenses need to be equally spread out, in all entrances and not just one, that buffoon you had chosen to guard the Bifrost. To. Name. a. few.’’ Your words flowed out of your mouth as if you had practiced day and night for the question to be asked. You knew Loki, perhaps not as much as this one, but you knew deep down he cared for this realm, this home, and that at the end of the day, your words will follow him throughout his tantrums. Even now as his grip tightened every so slightly with his body stiffening.

‘’I am a great kin-‘’

‘’but a crappy leader.’’ Another Midgardian term. One in which had you spinning around so you were pressing up against his chest while his hand moved around you to hold you in place by your waist while his other hand gripped your jaw, forcing you to look beyond the balcony.

‘’the sun shines my dear, the people are free to do as they please until the next order is carried out. they weep and attend the memories of my death, they miss me! They finally care.. of course it had to take me gone for them to realize, but upon watching through another’s eyes can be settled as the next best thing. Thor is gone and war does not threaten us.’’ His grip on your jaw tightened, your hands gripping his wrists with a desperate attempt to pry him off but he merely acts like he doesn’t notice. ‘’how, pray tell, am I a crappy leader?”

Your body tensed, but it was far from shaking as you stilled yourself. He never hurt you, he never will. It would seem he just enjoyed driving you crazy as you calmed your mind and shook your head. ‘’war is not hear yet but it will come if you are not ready and stop busying yourself with the pleasure aspects of ruling. They people follow the laws, yes, but sink to their knees only under the tip of a blade-‘’

‘’you believe this world is going to ruin Y/N? let it. I have everything I need, and it’s currently in my grip right now.’’ He hissed, his arm around you waist pulling you tighter against him while your ass feels his bulge press through his pants. Bastard was getting off on this?

‘’I love you, I have you, and will gladly let it happen if it means you are still at my side in the end..’’

‘’but with no choice.’’ You scoff, glancing down at the shackle that held around your ankle.

‘’choice is merely gifted to us by a mistake in the system Y/N.’’ Loki waved his hand. ‘’at the end of the day, war is inevitable. We are powerful, yes, but eventually we will lose, whether we are still alive to see it or not, everyone takes their turn. I have excepted that and will enjoy my turn of winning while I still have it.’’

‘’so.. you just give up on Asgard?” you gawked, wiggling in his grip when it began to feel uncomfortable while his head tilted down and his lips began to press gently at the skin between your shoulder and neck.

‘’Asgard is at peace, and always will be when I am on the throne.’’ He said with calm confidence. ‘’but upon my death some day, it will not matter what this place is, I will not be around to care. Which is why I am prioritizing now what I care about.’’

‘’and.. this is how you treat people you care about?’’ you ask with slight sarcasm in your whisper, reminding him how you’ve been locked away, shackled, your life a lie to other people who think you have betrayed your realm.

You felt him chuckle against you, nuzzling in your hair now as his body relaxed and a hand moving up your body to rest against your clothed breast, squeezing now and again while you squeezed your eyes shut at your body beginning to betray you between your legs.

‘’If the sun should tumble from the skies, if the oceans were to dry up, if the realm was to fall into absolute chaos.. I’d let it happen.. if it means I will still have you..’’ he breathed before letting his other hand from your waist fall and you left his fingers curl a bit, realizing he was pulling the fabric of your dress up.

‘’y-you cant just let others burn for one person-‘’ you whisper, your eyes widening as you begin to feel your body freeze by his words. He loved Asgard.. he’d give it up, turn his back for you?

‘’that is the beautiful tale of a villain darling, in which I’m sure you see myself as..’’

Silence.

‘’a hero, will sacrifice the one he loves to save the world..’’ he whisper, the dress being raised enough for him to move his hand under and his fingers found your center instantly through your panties, making you flinch with a useless hand pulling at his wrist. ‘’but a villain, will sacrifice the world for the one he loves..’’

‘’s-so.. you want to be a villain?” you whisper, your body beginning to shake as he began to stroke you through your panties. His hand was skilled, and you got small hints that his magic helped along as well when you began to already feel the pressure build up.

‘’ I'll do anything you ask. I will bring you a star if you so much breath it darling.. If it seems that everything is lost, I know one thing will not..’’

Your body began to shake, his grip on you making it impossible to pull away as he moved his hand so it can dip inside your dress to properly begin to knead at your globes. You stilled your body as much as you could while your mind began to grow fuzzy and hard to think until it had no choice but to have your head fall back on his shoulder.

Every time.. he always seemed to win like this in the end..

‘’let me go then.. if you love me..’’

‘’I cannot preform something I’m incapable of doing darling.. it would mean losing you..’’

‘’but if you love me.. really love me..’’

‘’I do love you darling.. so very.. very much..’’ with each word, he seemed to emphasize with the stroke of his fingers, small tight circles where your clit was as your back began to arch. How the hell was he so good at this even through your clothes??

‘’because I know your body darling..’’ he smirked and you tried to glare.

‘’you told me you wouldn’t read it anymore..’’ you warned him, breathy as your hand gripped his wrist, not sure if your body wanted to pull him away or to keep it there.

‘’but you have such a beautiful mind darling, so many thoughts and ideas.. even the naughty ones..’’ he smirked, going faster as your eyes fluttered.

‘’perhaps in the past.. before all-‘’

‘’even now darling. I know you hate me, but you love me for it as well..’’ he smirked, nipping at your earlobe as he could tell you were getting close. ‘’even at last our life on this realm is through.. you and I will share eternity.. forever..’’ he breathed, grinding his bulge against your rear while your thighs began to shake and press around his hand.

‘’I h-hate you-‘’

‘’you hate what I’ve done, but never me..’’ he smirked, licking at your soft spot by your ear before he smirked against your neck. ‘’cum..’’

A gasp left your lips while your body snapped, your orgasm rushing over as you shook and clenched around nothing while his fingers still stroked against your cunt. You hunched forward, almost losing balance if his arm didn’t wrap around you and turn you around, making you fall against his chest with his lips capturing yours.

You moaned against his lips, eyes closed while you relished in the loving and passionate act while his finger tangled themselves in your hair with his arm holding you steady around your waist. You didn’t realize once your high was over that he had backed you both into the bedroom again and once he broke the kiss, he gently pushed you back so you could fall onto the mattress with a light bounce.

‘’I’d love to stay and ravish you properly darling but I will be missing a very important play set to be put on this afternoon.’’ He suddenly said while you caught your breath and looking up at him with wide eyes.

‘’w-wha-‘’

‘’I will return love, do resist touching yourself until I have a chance to do it’’ he smirked and straightened his clothes out, a business like attitude washing over him as if he were talking to a client while he strode over to the door. ‘’I’m sure you will appreciate an afternoon of not being tied to the headboard again.’’

‘’f-fuck y-‘’

‘’language darling, we’ll just have to work on that matter over dinner.’’ He tsked before a familiar flash came to his eyes, making you blink and look away before in the corner of your eye you saw his new form leave you behind with the shut of the door.

Odin. 

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[helluvaandhazbinarelife]

The Acolyte could have been SO GOOD

It had SO MANY GOOD THINGS

Corruption arc

redemption arc

Cool freaking sibling bond/relationship that could have been explored and made really interesting

Twins that were ACTUALLY CLONES

MULTIPLE morally grey characters

Specifically Sol

JECKI who could have been a super cool friend character to provide support and banter

YORD who had some really fun history with Osha

A couple of cool plot twists

SHE KILLED SOL AND TURNED EVIL LIKE THAT IS GREAT

BUT THEN THEY JUST BUTCHERED IT

Numbers one two three and four got destroyed by firstly them ERASING MAES MEMORY. Why would you do that? No. Look at me. Give me one actual reason why that was a good idea. Right fucking now.

The morally grey characters were actually pulled off pretty well. Solid.

And then Jecki and Yord got killed with NO CEREMONY WHAT SO EVER. Jecki was shaping up to be really interesting! Someone who could’ve shown Osha what she could’ve been or, if we want to go the ‘Jeckis actually not that great of a person/doesn’t have a good life’ route what Osha would have become. And Yord could have provided insight to what Osha used to be like. What got her to quit/get kicked out. Were they friends? Enemy’s? Rivals? We dont know because he never got a fucking character.

But now we get to actually the thing I hate most about this entire show.

The goddam villain.

I never even clocked his name (did he get a name? No.) so imma just call him weird sith dude.

My guys, WHY WAS HE THERE.

He was creepy and unnecessary. Yes Mae needed a teacher, yes Osha needed someone to turn her to the dark side, but you know what could have been so much more interesting?

One of their moms.

Okay, so head witch mom dies right? Sure. But lets say (and this is NOT that much of a stretch compared to everything else this show has done, re: weird sith dude killing like a dozen Jedi but then getting taken down by Sol) lets just say that other mom doesn’t die. (I dont know anyones names lol)

She was clearly shown to hate the Jedi, and was one of the most prominent fighters for Osha staying with the Coven.

So now, Mae is alive, and grieving, and her mom is alive and grieving.

You know what they would 100% decide to do?

Exact revenge.

And this would have been SO MUCH MORE OF AN INTERESTING TWIST THAN WHOEVER THIS WEIRD SHIT WAS. (Ever noticed that sith can be rearranged to be shit>)

And then we wouldn’t have had this creepy ship between osha and the guy. YOU DIDN”T NEED A ROMANTIC INTEREST. ESPECIALLY NOT THIS CREEPY PEDOPHILE LOOKIN ASS MOTHERFUCKER.

(Nothing against the actor btw. Just against the character)

It could’ve been such a good show.

[charcubed]

Look, I personally lose nothing if Lokius doesn’t become explicit canon. And if that were to become the case, I’d also have no regrets for saying for years that that would happen in the show by the end ¯_(ツ)_/¯

I’ve said it before, but by now it would be Disney/Marvel’s loss, NOT mine. Whoever wasted or limited the potential would be the idiot, not me.

I’m simply never gonna feel crazy for noticing what’s happening in a story or silly for daring to hope it’ll be brought to fully satisfying narrative completion. That's just a me thing. Maybe this is because at heart I’m stubborn! But I’d like to think I’m not unreasonable. I can’t control whether writing stays consistent or censorship is overcome... But I just do my best to construct solid arguments, and as long as those arguments remain solid, I stand by them :)

I know not everyone would say the same, or they consider this to be "hope" or "optimism," but I see it as logic based in noticing what the text of a show/story is doing. And personally I also consider blatantly evident subtext to be "canon enough," so if we get my personal minimum, my happiness may still outweigh any potential disappointment for me.

However. Here's what I've come here to say today, in reaction to things I've seen floating around in the fandom:

While I do understand on some level why people worry that Lokius won’t be more explicitly canonically romantic because it could be censored by Disney.... At this point, I don’t understand how people can think Loki/Sylvie will still happen.

As of right now, there’s no way to argue for that in my opinion. (I'd like to see someone try.)

The show has set up a fun but very simple situation from basically the start:

They made romantic love a point of relevance in the show’s story. More specifically, they pointed out Loki's desire for a "real" romantic love, and had him learn the lesson that he doesn't deserve to be alone. They didn't HAVE to do all of those things and tie them together. They CHOSE to make romantic love relevant – and they have actively continued to choose to do that, to the point of including a mirrored dark love triangle in s2 ep3. That narrative thread simply has to be fulfilled.

So if they deliberately established that Loki wants and needs a “real” love, and his relationship with Sylvie was referred to as "fiction" so she cannot be a real love for him.... Who does it have to be?

Obviously it has to be Mobius. And of course, the whole show points to Lokius also, for countless more reasons than just this simple breakdown. But pointing this element out is the simplest argument one can make.

So either...

1. They take Lokius to full narrative completion with explicit canon, as they should and as I expect them to,

or

2. Loki's desire for a real love is left unfulfilled, open-ended, and/or made clear through subtext that it's Mobius.

Those are the options, if you ask me!

This is aside from how Lokius’ love story is now even at the core of the show’s themes and plot, which is an insanely strong vote in favor for their future canonicity.

But for the purposes of this post, I’m talking about whether we'll get explicit romance specifically, like a love confession or a kiss – and I do actually genuinely think we'll get both of those things. I'm not trying to force you to agree with me, but just to be clear, that's where I'm at with it and have been since 2021 lol.

So in regards to worrying about Loki/Sylvie...

They were never really a romance (yes, even in season 1) and they sure as hell aren't now. I can’t imagine they'll become one even IF Lokius is left subtextual.

So what actually remains to be seen is if the writers got to go all the way with Lokius, or if that central queer love story was censored on some level in the end.

My hot take is no one should be ~worrying~ about Sylki at this stage of the game. Free yourselves, people.

If the story starts abruptly going in a Sylki direction, even with only 3 episodes left, I will certainly be the first to say so lol. But I simply sincerely, truly doubt that'll happen.

(Hot take in the footer: this is not the post to get into this at length, but in case this comes up… In this house we do not use the word "queerbaiting." It is a useless, nearly-meaningless, insufferable term that devalues the legitimacy of subtext and queercoding more often than not; it's rooted in the idea that media must hit arbitrary and inconsistent checklists often set with cishet approval in mind; and it perpetuates a focus on the false and harmful myth that many creators are "cowards" instead of leaving room for nuance and the fact that industry censorship still exists.)

[trashogram]

i mean like i literally 100% understand what ur saying. im excited for future seasons but announcing 3 and 4 before we even have season 2 scares me… i love the show n all but the writing isnt solid and i feel like more seasons is just more room for shitty writing and stuff nobody wants lol. more characters also scares me, i feel like i wont like them. like, finish fleshing out the characters u have first b4 adding a bunch of new ones 😭 … but hopefully with the new seasons the writing will improve!

I’m not super surprised that they’re putting the cart before the horse given things like Helluva Boss, which has proven itself to be the definition of a bloated mess. But yes I would like it so much more if we could just focus on the cast of characters we have now. They deserve more time and exploration, especially with the potential for the writing to improve! I really don’t want even more characters to clutter up what I thought was going to be a character-driven show.

It sounds like Hazbin isn’t going to be character-driven or story-driven since we lost the initial redemption plot (or solved it, I guess, even if the solution doesn’t feel earned in my opinion). So is it supposed to be Slice of Life now? But with antagonists galore? Sounds very contradictory and convoluted, and I can’t muster up excitement for that.

[shen-liqin]

Traveler Series

Part 1: Transmigration Gone Wrong

This wasn't supposed to happen.

Evelyn barely dodged the spear directed at her ribs as she shakily blocked the sword aiming for her neck. She quickly distanced herself from her attackers to catch her breath. The sounds of colliding swords and clanging armor echoed in the background as Evelyn and the three masked figures drew to a standstill. She braced herself for another barrage of attacks as she raised her sword in front of her.

The red figure threw a dagger at her head, prompting her to sidestep the projectile. The other two figures immediately resumed their attacks, and Evelyn retaliated. The following moments felt like a blur as she exchanged blows with her attackers, slashing and parrying. The exhaustion slowly caught up to her.

Though she managed to incapacitate the figure wearing red and the one wielding a spear, the figure with a sword knocked her off balance not long after, sending her sprawling on the ground while her sword fell beside her. Evelyn tried reaching for her weapon but was kicked on the side before she could do so. She let out a grunt of pain as she rolled onto her back, clutching her side as she blearily looked up at the figure holding their sword over her chest.

Evelyn clenched her eyes shut as she awaited the final blow.

Instead, she heard a scream of pain and felt a splash of something warm on her face, the smell of iron filling the air.

Her eyes snapped open as she was hauled up by her arm and stumbled as she tried to balance herself on her feet. She stared as the puddle of blood under her assailant's corpse grew. It was only then that Evelyn realized that the now cool liquid on her face was the attacker's blood. She quickly brought her sleeve up to her face to wipe off the slightly dried blood.

"You alright, Eve?"

Evelyn turned her head and was greeted by the sight of Cassandra holding her spear in her hand. If Evelyn thought she was drenched in blood, then Cassandra was practically soaked in it – though she was pretty sure none of the blood was hers. Cassandra was the skilled one between them, so she wasn't that concerned.

"I'm alright. Thanks for the save, by the way." Evelyn crouched down to retrieve her sword, lying in her assailant's blood. She grimaced as she lightly shook the blood off its blade before returning it to its sheath attached to her hip.

Cassandra scowled as she distanced herself from the corpses of their attackers, prompting Evelyn to follow her out of the alley.

"Tsk, we're training when we get back to the barracks. You clearly need more training if those low lives managed to disarm you. Let's head back."

Evelyn grimaced as she recalled how easily she went down during the ambush. Though her skills had improved drastically ever since she woke up in this era, she wasn't nearly strong enough to put up a good fight. Maybe she could enhance her strength by lifting heavier loads? The ones she typically used were heavy, but she wasn't struggling with them as much as she did when she started the routine. Sparring with Alexander more often might help increase her speed, given how fast he was.

Lost in her own thoughts, Evelyn failed to notice the concerned look Cassandra was giving her. Cassandra's concern only increased when Evelyn nearly walked into a nearby tree if it weren't for her redirecting Evelyn away from it.

The Cerise Knight only sighed as she tried to catch her friend's attention.

"Oi, Evelyn, snap out of it. If you come close to another tree, I'm not stopping you from walking into it this time."

Evelyn jolted as she was pulled away from her thoughts. Her eyes narrowed as she turned to look at her assigned partner. "Well then, do you have any suggestions that might help me improve my skills? This era isn't exactly one I'm used to, Cass. I'm usually assigned to deal with cybernetic revolts and palace intrigue, not medieval skirmishes."

"Running laps around the training area and going through your sword forms might make them less atrocious. We've been in this era for half a year, and I'm still repulsed by your forms."

Evelyn scowled as she slapped her friend's arm and scowled harder when her hand stung from the action.

"I'm 80% sure the higher-ups want me dead; this is the fifth time I've been sent to the wrong era. AND BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING - they couldn't have gotten me mixed up with another traveler because I'm pretty sure it was mentioned in my damn résumé that I only worked with futuristic periods and palace intrigue."

Cassandra's eyes furrowed as she gave what her friend said some thought. Her eyes widened when she remembered that their fellow travelers had similar complaints in the past, albeit less dramatic.

Evelyn could only yelp as she was suddenly grabbed by her shoulders and turned to face her friend. "I think I know what's wrong with you, Evelyn."

Evelyn frowned in confusion as she carefully removed Cassandra's hands from her shoulders as if she was wary of suddenly being attacked.

"...That's great, I guess? I already knew I was dropped as a baby, but okay-"

Cassandra rolled her eyes, and Evelyn barely suppressed an offended (fake) gasp. "That's not what I meant, you idiot. I'm trying to say that I think I know why you've been sent to eras not listed in your résumé."

Evelyn visibly perked up and smiled. "Well, why didn't you start with that, Cass?"

Cassandra wanted to facepalm but didn't because she was more sophisticated than that. "About 10 years ago, Xavier told me he was sent to the 18th century-"

Evelyn's jaw dropped. "Doesn't he usually deal with the 20th century and Elizabethan era, though?! He's one of the agency's best travelers; shouldn't the higher-ups have been more careful with his missions?"

A hand quickly plastered itself onto Evelyn's mouth, and her eye twitched in irritation.

"I was getting to that. Just let me finish talking, Eve." Cassandra lowered her hand from the other girl's mouth and continued her narration.

"Now, Xavier wasn't the only one who the higher-ups nearly screwed over; the same thing happened to Lilith a few months after-" Cassandra paused for dramatic effect.

"She was sent to The Three Kingdoms Period."

"Holy shit-" Evelyn wanted to find Lilith and give her a hug.

Lilith was well known in the agency for her ruthless work style and perfect record. Every mission assigned to her was completed with the best possible outcome; the only exceptions were the three missions she received in quick succession 10 years ago. If she was ruthless before those missions, her work-style was even more ominous nowadays.

Cassandra placed her hand on Evelyn's shoulder. "Those two were sent to missions where the chances of succeeding were close to zero, and it was because they weren't used to the settings they were in. They were both at their 20-year marks of service when they first got those types of missions, at least that's what they told me."

Evelyn frowned for a split-second before she gasped in realization. "Both of them had drastic improvements to their work ethic after that, didn't they? I reached my 20-year mark five months ago, and that's when I first got assigned to settings I wasn't used to..."

Evelyn started pacing as she tried to articulate her thoughts; Cassandra rubbed her temples as a headache started to form.

Evelyn didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Is this the agency's way of helping us expand our areas of expertise?! Cassy, I nearly died several times while on those missions, and I was with at least one or two travelers who specialized in those settings at that rate!" She paced faster as her thoughts continued rampaging in her head.

Cassandra wanted a drink; she was decidedly not drunk enough to deal with this. She groaned as she held her head in her hands. "That means I'll have to deal with something like that in six months..."

"I swear on my honor and dignity-"

"There's not much of that left, Eve..." Cassandra mumbled tiredly as she continued to massage her temples.

Evelyn ignored her friend's jab and continued, "-that if you end up in a setting, I'm stationed at in the future, I'll help you in anyway I can."

"Thanks, Eve..."

Evelyn stopped pacing and strode towards her friend, quickly grabbing her by the shoulders and lowering her to see her eye-to-eye. "For now, can you please help me while I'm here? The Medieval Ages and the 17th century were the periods listed in your résumé, weren't they?" A near manic look was on Evelyn's face as she spoke.

Cassandra let out a sigh as she shrugged off Evelyn's hands. "Aren't I already doing that? Come on, we need to get back to the barracks so I can help improve your pathetic fighting skills."

Evelyn spluttered in indignation as she tried to keep up with the other girl, who was by now pointedly ignoring her presence.

"Excuse me?! I am VERY adept at using polarized plasma rifles and barbed whips, mind you!"

Safe to say, it was a long journey back to the barracks.

[dobercorgis]

It’s spooky season so here are some webtoon recs

apologies in advance for the low quality images some of them are locked behind paywalls now (on the kr app the translated ones should be fine) and I was too lazy to go through all the chapters for the good panels

Ghost Teller- I’m so biased but this is one of my favorite webtoons. Summary in one line: ghosts go to therapy

Real summary: various ghosts (s1 is eastern ghosts, s2 is western ghosts) tell “human stories” (like how we talk abt ghost stories lol). the art is amazing, and all the episodes are all pretty solid. even if some stories are predictable you still feel for the characters (although personally I prefer s1 over s2)

Sweet Home- some of you might have seen it on Netflix but whether you watched it or not I highly recommend the webtoon (I have issues with the adaptation but that’s another story)

basically people suddenly start turning into monsters and the survivors of this apartment try to survive together. except the mc shows signs of becoming one of those monsters which creates unrest amongst the survivors. not going to get too into the monster part bc spoilers but the webtoon explores what people would do for survival so you get to see scummy ppl, kind ppl, all trapped together and try to survive 👍

the art style captures the story’s spooky/horror vibe so well. I didn’t include Bastard on the list (the previous webtoon the same author and artist worked on) bc it’s more of a psychological horror/thriller than creature? horror but if it sounds interesting or you liked sweet home I highly highly recommend Bastard as well.

+) There’s also a prequel called Shotgun Boy that’s more about the creatures’ origins

Surviving Romance- despite the title there’s little to no romance although it can probably be read as sapphic if you’d like. if you read makeup remover it’s by the same author. I’ve also seen some people compare this to orv but I can’t speak for that since I haven’t finished orv… haha

one line summary: mc gets isekai’d into a romance novel except it suddenly turns into a zombie apocalypse

long summary: mc is the mc of a romance novel but on the day she’s supposed to receive a confession from the male lead, there’s a zombie outbreak. she already read the novel so she knows the story and characters, but literally everybody that’s not the love interests don’t like her bc that’s how the mc of the novel was written. she finds out that the day resets when she dies but she doesn’t really care until someone she doesn’t know the face of saves her and she decides to find that person and make sure they make it out alive

even if you don’t like isekais (I personally don’t) it’s worth a try. it plays around the isekai premise well and the fourth wall moments were just *chef’s kiss* the impact of those moments especially when the webtoon was still ongoing was 🤌

the cast is primarily female characters, and despite the cast being on the slightly larger side, each of them are distinct from one another and the characters designs are very cute and colorful. overall it has an unique premise that it delivers pretty well on

Night of Shadows- kinda underrated tbh. mc has prophetic dreams, creatures from her dreams start appearing irl, and she’s the only one that knows how to deal with them.

mc is great. she’s strong, smart, and knows when not to give a fuck. the other three characters of the main cast are also pretty strongly established, and the plot and pacing are pretty good. this is the only one on the list that’s still ongoing (currently on hiatus after s1)

[hotchocolatefanfics]

Hi I really loved your fanfics they are so interesting and quirky! I hope you continue to write and explore those ideas and your writing in general. I can empathize with your sentiments about your dad, my father also passed away a few years ago and IK what you mean by being angry with the world and its continuous pace. I really resonate with your statement about being angry about how the world can keep moving when your father is not in it. I really love the PoTA films as I also used to watch them with my dad as well! A question I guess I have for you is if the movies could be played out differently how do you think Koba could be reformed? In other words if things were different how do you think Koba’s story could have gone? Do you think he could ever be written as a reformed character? Thank you for reading and my sentiments and condolences go out to you ❤️

Hello, and thank you! I’ve really grown to love angst and romantic themes since writing PoTA fanfics so I hope to explore them in the PoTA world soon. I’m sorry about your dad too. It feels weird that things keep happening without him there, doesn’t it? I hope re-watching the PoTA movies remind you of good times with your dad as they do with me. 

And now for your question! 

If there were to be any reform in Koba, something would have to change his mind about humans. Thanks to Rise and the Firestorm book, we get a very in-depth idea of Koba’s backstory leading up to his escape in Rise. We know that Koba faced years of abuse and torture at the hands of humans which caused his deep hatred of them to begin with (which I think we can all agree is valid but still). 

Koba rarely encountered a friendly human during this time and when he did they didn’t stay long enough to show him kindness that could have changed his mind. Because of this, Koba has a very narrow view of humans. The ‘all humans are evil and dangerous and must be killed’ mentality we saw in Dawn. 

He was willing to listen to Caesar and express his concerns to him but I don’t think this could have been enough to change Koba’s mind (like even if Malcolm and the humans never entered the forest, I do not think anything Caesar said or done would have convinced Koba otherwise).

Basically, the only way Koba could have changed his mind about humans was if one of them were to show him kindness. For example, what he were the one who got sick instead of Cornelia and Ellie helped him? It doesn’t have to be Ellie specifically, but something serious would have to happen to Koba and he’s put into a vulnerable state and the only one to help him is a human for him to actually see that humans aren’t all bad. 

This isn’t necessarily a solid theory because, for all we know, Koba could very likely still try to kill all humans and just spare that one who helped him but this just means it would have to be more than one human involved (like maybe a few humans and some of the apes). Even if this does happen, Koba would still have to actually chose to change and do what he can to stop the war from happening. 

Plot-wise, I do not know how something like this would have fit in the movies but I could see it easily extending into Revelations (where Koba’s followers sort of picked up with where he left off-mainly Red, Grey…(other apes who’s names I can’t remember at this moment lol). Before War was released, there was some idea of bringing Koba back (that he somehow survived his fall) which could be utilized for this as well but it all depends on how much of the original plot you want to keep or change and what actually happens to Koba.

There’s actually a really good fanfic called Dawn of War on FanFiction that explores all this beautifully. To briefly explain it with no spoilers, Koba isn’t the one who started the war but is involved (sorta) in it’s creation and has a solid redemption arc. I highly recommend it if you haven’t read it!

[websurfshark]

season 19 was a let down 😭😭

spoilers below!

i’m sure that over a year of hype doesn’t help my case here but i really was expecting something a little better 😭

i don’t mean to be too much of a critic in this post and sorry if i seem like i’m complaining but man 🧍‍♂️ full review here we go

sarges death was expected and the character arc that simmons got from it was pretty well done , he was cool — sarges death did just seem kind of rushed but that’s probably also time constraints , nobody seemed super affected by it tho and that kinda put me off ☹️ sure the reds were like Sad right after he died , and grif + simmons had the moment at his grave, but it’s literally not brought up again ? simmons just gets to be a leader kinda and tucker doesn’t get told he killed sarge, nobody else brings it up after the climax?? not even during the climax as they fight meta again ?

^ although sarges final moments were done very nicely and the va’s had a ton of emotion ❤️

along with that, wash’s acting was amazing as always

grif was characterized really weirdly throughout the first half of the season - i’m guessing they tried to make him the “straight man” of the group but it kinda fell flat because he just seemed irrationally angry every single time he spoke 😭 he kinda evened out as it went on tho so that’s better than nothing

Simmons was very kind this season that was interesting and cool He didn’t have a care in the world

animation was wonky at times but it was there - fight scenes weren’t monty oum style of crazy but they were creative with them and ill give them that! good callbacks during the fight

character callbacks were cool! i’m glad we got a little bit of kai (no reunion with grif tho so that sucks), dylan was there but she was kinda characterized weird, grey there, agent one (???) for some reason, 479er!!!!! she was well done and she fit really well into the plot!, no checkup on chorus life which was kinda sad (no lieutenants boohoohoo) some of the callbacks felt out of place tho

i don’t like how they handled tex cause even though it was cool she was back , i feel like we’ve done this dance a thousand times

also carolina quite literally came out of nowhere ?? how did she just ? drop from the sky what ??? LOL

absolutely no donut at all ? there was like one mention of him that i can remember ? lopez is just forgotten about back at the bases ??? i don’t know if the donut thing was something behind the scenes but Uhh

music wasnt up to par - they just reused old songs basically , the weird song that played during the “Memories” sequence wasn’t good

i’m not the hugest fan of the ais in general so i don’t think about them too much but i feel like sigma wasn’t characterized in the same way he was in the freelancer seasons — in pfl he kind of subtly manipulated maine into becoming meta etc etc but for tucker , he basically just like😭 tortured him WHICH IS PROBABLY CAUSE LIKE tucker knows This guy is evil Ahhhh!!! but still that was a little weird

no grimmons sad day for the rvb fandom - some scenes could be read as grimmons, like grif basically inviting simmons to go with him , i’m confused on why simmons stayed because simmons himself literally said One last mission ? so idk what he’s doing bro idk if he’s staying in blood gulch or what — grif just straight up leaves and like ? are they gonna see eachother again orrr ? what’s happening

the ending felt rushed and kinda weird - just vibes , i think i’m biased because i now realize that not a lot can beat the s13 ending , but even so , grif just kinda leaves and that’s the end 😭

i feel like we didn’t get a whole lot of conclusions for all the characters even tho that’s what was promised

overall i’m probably giving this a solid 5-6/10 , the season was overall very hit or miss in some aspects and scenes

ANWYAYS😭 don’t let my opinions take away from your experience with season 19! this is just how i felt about it after my first watchthrough and my opinions might/will change!

[vodika-vibes]

So, I'm thinking I need to not even try to do word limits on these writing practices, lol

Pairing: Commander Fox x Reader

Word Count: 961

Songs: Firecracker by CamiCat

It has been three months since the Jedi uncovered Palpatine’s plot. Three months since he was arrested and executed. Three months since it came out that he orchestrated the whole war and the creation of the clones.

And in the end, it hasn’t made any difference.

The war still rages on. The Republic is hemorrhaging planets left and right. And the senators still fight over stupid stuff.

You sigh and bump your forehead against the cool window of your apartment. As a Senatorial Aide, you should be at the Senate building, helping your senator with her bill that would increase funding for the GAR. Really, you only came home to change into something more comfortable compared to the stifling dress you had been wearing.

But now that you’re dressed in something far, far more comfortable, you can’t seem to bring yourself to slide on your shoes and leave the apartment. You run your fingers over the well worn material of your shirt, trying to settle your anxiety and give yourself the desire to leave your apartment.

You aren’t really surprised when it doesn’t work.

There’s so much work that needs to be done. So many bills that need to be argued into law. So much paperwork that needs to be filled and filed. The Clones have rights now, but so many Senators were still trying to argue against it. Against them-

You take a deep breath when you feel yourself start to spiral. 

You close your eyes and pull the neck of your shirt up over your nose. Even now the shirt still smells like Fox. Your Fox. Like the body wash that he prefers and Caf and something that’s uniquely him-

You clench your shaking hands, clutching the soft material of too long sleeves tightly. You really need to relax. Everything will work out. It has to.

You’re dimly aware of the sound of your apartment door sliding open, and shut again. “Ah,” Strong arms curl around your waist and tug you back against solid plastoid armor. “Senator Dunn said that you weren’t answering your com, mesh’la.”

“My…” Your head thumps back against Fox’s chest plate, “My com. I-” You press the palms of your hands against your eyes, “I left it in the office. I-”

“Hey.” He nudges your cheek with his nose, “It’s okay. I have it.”

“I’m so sorry.” You whisper.

“It’s okay. I’m not upset,” Fox lightly turns you in his arms, and tugs the cloth down from over your nose and mouth, “There you are.” He murmurs with the gentlest smile, “Bad day, love?”

“It’s just…it’s so much.” You reply.

“It is, isn’t it?” One of his hands slides up your side, and gently cups your face, “Senator Dunn and I had a long conversation,” He murmurs, leaning in and ghosting his lips against yours, “She says you’re working too hard. And I agree. You need a break.”

“There’s so much to do!” You blurt, “And Senator Burtoni-”

You stop when he presses his finger against your lips, “I know. But it’s not your job to single-handedly fix all the wrongs in the galaxy, little love.”

You scowl slightly, “Senator Burtoni is a bitch,”

Fox laughs, “You’ll get no disagreement from me, mesh’la.” He tugs you closer, pulling you away from the window and deeper into the apartment, “But, as I was saying, Senator Dunn has given you the rest of the week, and all of next week, off.”

You blink, “What?”

He smiles slowly, “You, little love, are officially on vacation. Starting now.” Fox pauses, and his expression becomes mischievous.

“What?”

“Well, I misspoke.” Fox admits, as he lightly grips your hips and lifts you up. You instinctively hook your legs around his waist, and drape your arms around his neck.

“Misspoke?”

“Mm.” He kisses you, again and again, softly, sweetly. “Misspoke.”

You let out a happy sigh as he carries you into your shared bedroom, “How did you misspeak, Fox?”

“Well, what I should have said was that we have the next two weeks off.” He sits you on the bed and quickly starts removing his armor, just dropping the plastoid pieces on the floor at the foot of the bed, “And tomorrow afternoon, we have a private ship taking us to Spira, for two weeks of relaxation.”

You stare at him, jaw dropped, “You…are you allowed to do that?”

He scoffs and peels the top of his blacks off, tossing it across the room, “Little love, I’m the Marshal Commander of the Coruscant Guard.” He grins and climbs on the bed, dressed only in the bottom part of his blacks, “Who’re going to stop me?”

You stare at him for a moment longer, and then you giggle, “A real vacation?”

“A real vacation.” Fox agrees, “Paid for by Senator Dunn. For both of us.”

He lets out a startled noise as you fling your arms around him, “How long have you been working on this?” You ask, as you press your body against his.

“Oh…about two months.” He replies with a grin as he curls his arms around you.

“And you managed to get everyone to keep it a secret? How?”

“I told my vod’e that if they weren’t able to keep their mouths shut, then they were getting shit patrols for the rest of their lives.” Fox admitted, one of his hands slid into your hair, “A good surprise?”

“The best.” You confirm with a giggle, “Thank you!”

“Of course,” He kisses you, long and slow, “I love you.”

You beam at him, “Love you too.”

And, when you return from your vacation two weeks later, there’s a simple golden band wrapped around your ring finger. Turns out the trip to Spira was only one part of a two part surprise.

[evilkaeya]

I highly doubt Mori ever hurt a single hair on Dazai or Chuuya’s heads, or had them really hurt or punished. That wouldn’t benefit him in any way, and seems out of character regarding two characters he wanted to keep close and loyal. He didn’t push Dazai away until Oda, and even then it wasn’t just for the sake of hurting Dazai, it was for the permit. And I refuse to believe Chuuya would’ve stuck around if he was being mistreated to that extent, loyalty or blackmail be damned. They’re both powerful assets that Mori wouldn’t have wanted to give incentive to leave, because if they decided to leave, who could stop either of them? It just doesn’t seem in character for Mori from what we’ve seen of him to me. Neither would a bunch of other stuff I see in fanon, like him forcing Chuuya to use Corruption at all, much less to the extent of permanent damage (I usually see this when the author wants Chuuya to join the ADA I think) Chuuya is pretty much a weapon of mass destruction, even without using Corruption! And he’s a model employee! That’s not something Mori would just throw out the window! Sorry for the rant in your inbox, this is just something that annoys me and I could talk forever about mischaracterizations and fanons, feel free to ignore!

I agree with everything you said fr fr like I understand that a lot of people despise mori (me included but I find his character highly interesting. I wanna study him under a microscope like a bug) and want to use him as the plot device in angst fics but mischaracterizing the character and his dynamic with others is not it yk. The amount of fics featuring mori abusing skk makes me think half of the fandom didn't read the same bsd as I did.

Mori is clever but that doesn't make him flawless. I know for a fact that most of this mischaracterization come from Yosano arc (and holy fuck I hate him for what he did to Yosano) but I think people forget that he was younger than. Not a boss, but a military general, and he has come a long way since then. Not to mention it's evident in fifteen and stormbringer that he's more cool headed and silly than he was before, seeing how unafraid both Dazai and Chuuya were of him. There is no canon evidence of him torturing Dazai (why would he even touch him like he knows dazai can nullify his ability and possibly kill him) or Chuuya (if he tortured Chuuya why would he be so loyal to him now? Make it make sense).

And the thing about fanon too. Like I said, to create angst, you need a solid plot device that can convince the readers that it's the source of all evil, and Mori is a good candidate for it. He has the aura, he is an antagonist, and he has a dark past. It's easier to villanize him even more. But yeah, forcing Chuuya to use corruption doesn't make any sense because like? He'll die if Dazai is absent?? Why would he kill off one of his executives? Yokohama’s strongest ability user who's so loyal to him?? 😭

Anyways yeah this fandom loves mischaracterizing characters lol it's truly annoying