#go off do your thing but neither of those characters would behave that way and it's p much all OC/self insert

[nacreousor]

Frank Langdon is a high functioning addict and pretty damn adept at what he's doing as long as everything is going 100% his way. He needs people on his side that see him as a good guy. He needs to see himself as a good guy. He wears a handmade bracelet that his kid made him to work - brightly coloured with his sleeves rolled up. He sits with David after a traumatic event and tells him that Robby was the best man for the job - within Robby's sight line. He wants to get his four year old the puppy he's been begging for - for his wife to deal with whilst raising both his kids as he's out of the house for 12 hour shifts. When he gets caught, he says c'mon Robby, remember how I helped my mother move all by myself? He's taking risks with his addiction, and he's getting cagey and paranoid about it when we meet him. He's jumping at everything as the season opens. He knows people will see him differently if they find out and he knows his career is at stake.

But he's still a good guy - as long as people believe this, they're all his character witnesses. Enter new residents and interns, and as luck will have it, he gets paired with a friendly, bubbly, eager to learn, genuinely happy to be here resident. Ain't that swell. Her desire to trust and build relationships with people that is the perfect canvas for Langdon to paint the best version of himself. So he's charming, he's kind to her, he gets to show off a little because he is a damn good doctor, and it FEELS damn good to be observed as such, especially by someone fresh who hasn't also clued in to the fact that he's an asshole too. He works his shift building up a mentor/student relationship with her. He's not doing this out of the kindness of his heart or because he likes her; Melissa King is a convenient part of Frank Langdon's ongoing plan of manipulation. Her competence means that none of his agitated snapping gets aimed her way (yet).

That's because he's reserving all that for Trinity Santos - the more jaded and less naive med student who recognizes how manipulative men behave. After all, it's a lot easier to never have to see an abrasive recent grad he's not able to intimidate after one day than it might be to never see a second year resident with experience again. He's playing the whole field here, because in his mind, everyone is on to him already. (and best believe he would have thrown Mel under the bus and dismissed and gaslit her too if she had been the one to piece his little secret together)

[genericpuff]

I feel like if Rachel wanted, she could’ve genuinely made LO an intriguing story if she decided to have characters likes Persephone, and Hades, and Hera being assholes and hurting people, the story showing us how much they hurt and then the characters not caring in an obvious way to show them as of being terrible. Like having Persephone’s inner monologue as she manipulates Hades and has the King of the Underworld wrapped around her finger and how much she would’ve enjoyed that. Try to show characters like Minthe in a sympathetic light without trying to double down on how evil they are.

Oh yeah, I LOVE indulging in dark fiction with fucked up protagonists, but the reality is that in most of them they actually, y'know... acknowledge that those protagonists are fucked up, and are usually used as a way to showcase why people like them shouldn't be empathized with (and it's even more satisfying when they inevitably fall on their own sword, see: Walter White, Light Yagami, etc.)

Sure, the execution of the narrative might find sneaky ways to make you empathize with them, but it's more so to call into question your own ideals and really make you think about what you're empathizing with vs. glorifying them.

I wrote an essay ages ago about Episode 165 that you might be interested in reading if you haven't yet. It basically explores the concept of what would have happened if Rachel had stuck to making Persephone intentionally manipulative, rather than trying to play both fields at once by writing her doing genuinely shitty things but still trying to pass it off as justified and "girlboss". I wouldn't have nearly as much issue with the narrative if the point was to show Persephone become corrupted over time at the hands of Hades, or if Persephone herself was a genuinely awful person whose actions came to light over time and justified why she'd make a perfect Dread Queen, but neither of those are the case here. Rachel just writes her like the 2016 Tumblr definition of a "bad bitch", someone who thinks it's cool to be mean to anyone who they deem weaker than them but cries when they have to ask the waitress for extra ketchup LOL (I could go into a lot about how Rachel herself behaves that way but that's a way more loaded topic for another post)

[acourtofthought]

do you think elain's avoidance of the bond is like her rebelling to fate, like the bond is something imposed to her?

I think her avoidance of the bond is many things.

I think it's that the bond called into question her loyalty to Greysen.

I think it's that the bond forces her to feel things that are completely against the way she was raised.

I think it's that the bond forces her to really look at herself and who she is as your mate is your equal.

I think it is her rebelling against a fate that decided for her.

Imagine you fall in love. You meet your fairytale prince and you're convinced you've found your happily ever after. He's your first love and nobody will ever compare so you plan your future with him. Then in the blink of an you feel drawn to a complete stranger who is nothing like you were raised to be want but you're consumed by the desire to have him and now you're disloyal. Now you second guess everything you once felt. So you shove the draw to the stranger deep down because you're scared to look at it too closely, scared to look at him too closely. You basically shove your head in the sand like an ostrich so you can go back to the "before". When things made sense.

I think the bond has created an identity crisis for Elain. Who she was and what she thought she wanted versus the mirror Fate / the Mother held up to her and told her to take a good long look. "You think you know what you want and who you are? Well I know child and I see you. You are him and he is you."

What 24 year old girl is going to immediately say, "oh you're so right! I'll listen to you!". A 24 year old is going to say, "I don't need to listen to you! Who are you to tell me these things!" It's no different than what happens with our own children, when they are convinced you don't know and you don't understand and it's not until they fully mature and maybe have their own children that they say, "damn, my mom was right." Or "I hate that my parents knew what they were talking about." Elain has spent her entire life being taught to behave a certain way, deciding for herself that a life with Graysen is what was going to make her happy, the relationship she's supposed to want and then here comes somebody she doesn't know and he draws out big things, scary things that she's not ready for. There is comfort in what is familiar and a long haired, BIG and strong, one-eyed fae male with a wicked scar down his face is NOT what she's familiar with. He looks like the morally gray anti-hero in a motorcycle gang while Elain comes off as the sweet church loving girl. Neither of those characterizations are the truth because Elain and Lucien are so extremely similar in personality despite appearances but that's exactly what one would see at first glance. Elain, as a lady, was not taught to want someone like Lucien. Elain was taught to act with propriety yet the bond makes these characters feel NSFW towards their mate which we know because Rhys had to winnow away so he didn't grab Feyre and Lucien had to physically restrain himself in his chair so he didn't reach out for Elain. We know the bond does these things to the characters and that means Elain is not sitting there completely unaffected.

I think the bond scares Elain. I think it overwhelms her when she's not used to feeling out of control. I think she's scared to give in to it as it means she's well and truly fae (something Nesta also struggled with). I think her giving in to the bond is her letting go of the expectations placed upon her when, as confirmed by Rhys, she's most likely been worried about disappointing those around her because they expect her to act a certain way. I think she's scared of who she will become when she finally breaks free of her humanity, shedding that cloak of civility.

"Elain has no interest in Lucien!" No, I think Elain is way too interested in Lucien and that's the problem because Lucien changes everything for her and many people struggle with letting go. Elain often adapts to new places but she's always been the same Elain. Proper, polite, kind, sweet. My guess is when we have her POV her thoughts about Lucien are anything but proper and polite and I think she's avoiding the bond because she's not ready to let go of the "who" she was always expected to be because of how others will then respond to her. Ever since she was a young child she was labeled by her mother and her sisters naturally fell into thinking those same things. Breaking free of that takes maturity and growth and I imagine that's what we'll see in her own book.

[crazyunsexycool]

The love we gave away

Chapter 6

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Word count: 2.5K

Warning: the Thromby/Drysdale family they're a warning all of their own, mentions of drinking, angst, implied past child abuse, idk what else...

A/N: Here we have the long awaited follow up. A new character is introduced, will he be competition for Ransom? 👀 The Thromby/Drysdale family are the worst, at least the adults are. I have made Harlan more of the father figure that Ransom deserved.

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Ransom was more annoyed than usual. His family bickered amongst each other over the most mundane things, he couldn’t bear it. Not even with a drink or two of his grandfather’s best  scotch. He should have known better than to come for family dinner on Friday night. Joni was going on and on about some new facial cream or diet or something very vain. Richard and Linda were arguing again. Walt was talking with Harlan about who knows what. Probably trying to persuade him to fire Ransom. 

“What are you sulking about now?” Linda’s attention moved from her husband to her son. 

“Nothing mother. It’s not like you’d actually care, you never have.” 

“Show your mother some respect.” Richard snaps at his son. That gets the attention of everyone in the room.

“Like you do?”

“You know, it’s a good thing you didn’t get stuck raising those little brats with that gold digging whore you had in high school. They’d be little shits just like you.” 

His family loved to bring that up. Throw his kids in his face as if they had been a mistake. But he knew that they weren’t. Sure, neither of you were ready to have children at 17 but that didn’t mean that he didn’t love them. And knowing them now Ransom is sure that they are the best part of him.

“You don’t know shit Richard. I sure as hell would have been a better father than you.”

His parents, Walt, Joni and Donna all laugh at him. 

“You, a good father? Please, a snake could raise a kid better than you.” 

“Eat shit Richard.” Ransom snarls. 

It took everything in him not to close the distance between himself and his father and wipe that smug smirk off his face. Ransom knew better than to fall into their little games but after everything that happened at the wedding a week ago. Neither time nor distance have made him feel better. Ransom knows he should have gone after you but the look on your face after he said what he did left him frozen in place. He’s never been good with apologies but he knows he has to make it right with you. 

“Watch your mouth before I remind you of your place.” Richard snapped back as he made his way toward Ransom.

“What are you gonna do old man? You think you can put your hands on me like you used to? I’d love it if you gave me a reason to kick your ass.” 

“That’s enough.” Harlan speaks up. “If you can’t behave like an adult you can leave.” 

“You heard dad, Ransom. Are you leaving or are you staying?” 

Ransom glares at his mother. 

“I was speaking to you Linda and your husband. You should know better than to provoke him.” 

“That is outrageous. You’re going to kick me out of my own home over this pathetic excuse of a son?” 

“This isn’t your house, Linda, it’s mine. Out. Everyone and I don’t want to hear excuses.” Harlan says as he gets up to go to his study. “Come with me Ransom.” 

Ransom stands and for the first time the whole week he manages to at least smirk, satisfied that everyone is left whining and bitching. 

****

“Sit and tell me what happened.” Harlan motions to the chairs next to the table he has a chessboard set up.  

Ransom grimaces at the memory of everything that happened at the wedding and his harsh words towards you. 

“I fucked up.” Ransom says as he picks up a chess piece and inspects it. Harlan raises an eyebrow at the curse word. “I messed up and probably ruined everything with Y/N.” 

“How so?” 

Ransom sighs and explains the wonderful weekend you’d had together before the wedding, leaving out the details of sleeping together of course. Then he explains how Bertie had just shown up without warning even though he had broken up with her. Finally Ransom explained the fight you’d had and what he’d said. 

“That temper of yours will always get you in trouble.” Harlan finally says but he sends an empathetic look Ransom's way. “So do you want to fix it?”

“Of course I do.” 

“Why?” 

“Because I have to. I have to do right by Y/N for once in my miserable life and for the kids. They don’t need to be caught up in the mess I created.” 

“That’s all? Those are the only reasons?” Harlan says with a knowing smile on his face. 

“Yes those are the only reasons.” 

Harlan scoffs and shakes his head but doesn’t say anything. He learned a long time ago that it’s easier to let Ransom come to his own realizations instead of throwing them in his face. 

“Fine, I still love Y/N. I’m in love with her. These last few weeks and this past weekend reminded me of it.” Ransom was up and pacing the length of the study. When he turned to look back at his grandfather he found a smug smirk on the older man’s lips and he rolled his eyes. “I never stopped loving her but I wasn’t good enough for her then and I’m obviously not good enough for her, for them, now.” 

“So then get better.” 

“It’s not that simple.” 

“Sometimes it is. But you have to start by figuring out what will happen between you and Alberta and apologizing to both of them.” 

“Both of them?” 

“Yes. Alberta for stringing her along and Y/N for everything else. Sit down and have a real conversation. Lay everything out on the table so that if you start a relationship again that it’s on good terms and not haunted by the mistakes of the past.” Harlan says as he gets up. “And bring me my great grandkids soon. I’d very much like to meet them.”

 With that Harlan walks out and leaves Ransom to think on what he should do first. 

You walk into Wanda’s home with a bottle of wine in hand. She loved to host small dinner parties. Wanda especially loved to introduce her and her husband’s friends to each other. You weren’t surprised to walk in and see a few people already sitting and chatting but your eyes are pulled to someone in particular across the room. 

“I’d recognize that hair anywhere.” You say with a laugh once you’re close enough. “Hi Ari.” 

“Y/N?” He turned around and smiled. “Wow what a small world.”

“Small indeed.” 

You accept the hug he offers you and chuckle when he lifts you up slightly.

“It’s been so long, you look as beautiful as ever.” 

“Me? What about you? You look amazing.” You say as you give him a quick up and down. He had filled in quite nicely. His shoulders were stronger and broader. The jeans he wore accentuated his strong thighs and you were sure that under the button up he wore was a wall of pure muscle. 

“Hey, Y/N. I’m glad you made it.” Wanda came up and gave you a side hug. “Do you know Ari? He and Viz are working on a project together.” 

“Yes. We actually met a long time ago in Italy.” 

“Fun times.”

“Yeah, they were.” You smirked.

“This is great. Do you mind if I borrow Y/N for just a moment?” 

“Not at all. I’ll be here.” Ari winks and watches as you walk away. 

****

“Oh my god. You know Ari? I invited him to introduce you. This is even better.” Wanda ranted as she held and shook you slightly. 

“Wanda, I’m not looking for anything with anyone right now.” 

“Because of asshole Ransom? Please, you know the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else.” 

“Last time I got over Ransom was with Ari. I don’t think it really would be fair for that to happen again.” 

“Oh please,” Wanda waved her hand dismissively. “You’ve never truly gotten over Ransom and you’re older now.” She grabs a wine glass and a bottle to serve you a drink.

“Thanks for that.” 

“I mean, you’ve learned a lot since you last saw Ari. Things are different now.” 

“Wanda I love you with all of my heart and you are one of my closest friends but please don’t meddle.” You grab the glass of wine Wanda had offered and take a sip. 

“Fine. Although I’m completely against you not climbing him like a tree. I mean have you seen him?” 

“Yes Wanda I saw him.” 

“Ok but did you look at him? I mean as a designer anything you put him in he’d look good. Especially your bed.” 

“Wanda!” You chastise her as she walks away laughing. 

**** 

The room was starting to get stuffy and overwhelming with drunken chatter so you stepped out onto Wanda’s balcony. The twinkling lights of the city lay below you and you sigh as your thoughts go back to Ransom. The weekend had been so special, like a move in the right direction. Your hurt and jealousy drove you to push his buttons. It should have come as no surprise that he responded the way he did but he had never talked to you like that. Maybe you didn’t know him at all anymore and that broke your heart just a little more. You spent the whole week thinking over what you could have done differently. Maybe if you would have let him explain things would be different. 

“Getting all the answers you need over there?” Ari’s voice pulls you from your thoughts.

“What makes you think I need answers?” 

You turn to watch as he walks over and leans against the railing. 

“Did you forget I met you in Italy? You had the same face back then.” 

“Same face I’ve had all my life.” You quip weakly. 

“And a beautiful one at that. But I’m talking about the pouty look you have right now. If memory serves me right it was because of a guy that broke your heart.” 

You had been looking at the city again when you turned your head and gaze at him. He was right back then and he was right now. 

“I’ll take your silence as a yes. What happened, if you don’t mind me asking?” He’s looking at you now, watching for any change in your expression.

“The same guy did the same thing.” 

Ari shakes his head and stands up straight. He turns his body completely towards you and leans his hip against the railing. His arms come to sit across his broad chest. 

“Give me his name and I’ll kick his ass.” 

You chuckle and wave a hand dismissively at him. 

“It’s my own fault really. I actually hadn’t seen him since before Italy and we reconnected recently. I thought there were some feelings there but I guess I was wrong.” You shrug your shoulders. “Nothing much too it. And I can’t really just cut him out of my life right now so I’m trying to be prepared for when I see him again.” 

Ari just nodded. He watched you intently though. 

“I know what will cheer you up.” 

“Do tell.” 

“A night out with me and some dessert. Why don’t we get out of here?” He stretched his hand out for you to take.

Ari was always an adventure and he always found a way to take you along for the ride.

You woke up the next day around noon. There was a dull ache behind your eyes and you groaned when you opened them just to be met with sunlight. The night with Ari had been fun but you should have known better than to assume you would get regular dessert. He managed to find a place that sold boozy desserts. That added with your two glasses of wine gave you a hangover. Overall it was a fun night, it reminded you of the summer days in Italy. When Ari would pick you up and you’d run around freely in the city. It also helped to keep your mind off of Ransom. 

You drag yourself to the bathroom and once you’re done with your morning routine you grab your phone. Wanda sent you a reminder for a dress you needed to work on and you had a few texts from Ransom, Ari, Abigail and Theadore. You reply to them, except for Ransom and decide to get dressed in order to head into your office to get some much needed work done. 

****

You’d been in your office for hours. Most of your time was spent drawing, choosing fabrics, cutting out patterns and then changing things around. The sun had started to set, the last few rays filled your work space with golden light. It only inspired you more. You were so engrossed in your work you didn’t hear the footsteps coming closer. 

Ransom stood in the doorway. You looked beautiful bathed in the golden glow of the disappearing sun. His heart ached as he watched you diligently and meticulously pin the fabric together. This was you in your true element. He’d seen it countless times and he’d missed it. After watching you work for a few minutes he knocked, startling you. Your eyes snap up to the door and the smile that was forming on your lips vanishes when you realize that it’s him. 

“Hey.” Ransom says cautiously. 

“What do you want?”

“I wanted to talk. I messaged you but you didn’t answer.”

“So you decided to drop by instead?” You  step away from the dress you had been working on and cross your arms. 

Ransom sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Look, what happened at the wedding-“

“Should have never happened. It’s obvious we weren’t on the same page about what it meant.” 

Ransom’s heart was practically thrashing in his chest. 

“What did it mean to you?” He walked into the room. 

“It doesn’t matter what it meant. The moment is over and we can just continue our lives like before.” 

“What about Theodore and Abigail?” 

“I can be civil towards you around them if necessary but I think it’s best if we spend time with them separately from now on.” You could barely look at him, it hurt too much. Tears were starting to gather in your eyes. 

“No. I don’t want to do that. Fuck, I want to fix this, Thimble. What I said at the wedding? I didn’t mean any of it. I was an asshole and I deserve you being angry at me but don’t give up on us just yet. I want us to be together.” He said as he stepped closer to you only to have you move away from him. “I’m sorry ok. Give me a chance. I promise I won’t fuck this up.”  

“I can’t. You’ll just break my heart again and I won’t be able to take it. Not again, not after everything we’ve already been through.”   

A heavy tension hung in the air. The only sound was your deep breaths as you tried to hold back your tears. Ransom opened his mouth to say something but decided against it. He knew that if he wanted to convince you he was serious about this relationship he’d have to show you. Instead he turned and started to leave and you felt like your heart was breaking all over again anyways.

“I’m going to make this right.” Ransom promises before leaving. 

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A little ranting and some of my thoughts about Yabani Episode 31...

Since finally I have time, I'm going to get some things off my chest. It'll be a long post, so here we go.

After having seen the writing of episode 28, I said to myself I shouldn't expect anything from this show, especially with the rating pressure it wouldn't get any better. Because the writers show they aren't competent enough to deal with that. I also said as long as it didn't affect my couple, I could ignore the rest and skip the other parts.

However I learned my lesson, if the show is going downhill, probably your couple is not safe either.

In some parts of ep 31 I rolled my eyes, in some parts I didn't understand the motives of some characters. They were trying so hard but it was neither logical nor touching. Especially some lines and some scenes didn't make any sense.

A conflict was needed between Alaz and Yaman, I can see that and of course it would be delicious if it was written well. So no problem for me. But what's this nonsense, excuse me? Serhan may be cruel, evil and a bastard, (and that's why Alaz still doesn't talk to him or expect anything from him and he's okay with going like this) however wanting your father out of your life is one thing, being okay with him dying is another thing.

Alaz: He's my dad, unfortunately and I can't change that, Mom. But is this what he should get in return? Did he deserve this? What are we supposed to do? Should we be happy? What do you want to hear from us?

I mean, if we're talking about the worst traumas, then Elif should get her punishment too, because the girl literally tortured Yaman & Asi and Alaz even though it was for "the greater good".

And these people who went to the hospital to be by their side, to give them comfort and support acted like Soysalan siblings shouldn't get angry because their father was a bad person. Then Yaman got involed in their argument and asked Alaz what his problem was.

I mean, what? How did all of these make sense? This was just plain stupid.

Poor girl found herself in the middle of their conflict.

I knew he wouldn't listen to reason. Not even Asi could calm him down, I was expecting this and wrote it before. He already fought his mom and his brother so when he came to the worst conclusion I didn't think it was out of character.

Alaz: So you're on his (Yaman's) side.

I could have understood this as well. Because even back then, while they were waiting for any good news about Çağla, Asi's first instinct was to prevent him from blaming himself although he was a bad brother to his twin sister. So I guessed he waited to see an unconditional support again, like her getting angry like himself and stopping the other people, not the other way around.

She actually wasn't on Yaman's side but he misunderstood her words.

So, yeah, even though he was acting irrational, I could understand that.

However this…was truly unacceptable.

I think there's a line that shouldn't be crossed while trying to prove you're right about something, especially the other party is someone you deeply care about.

To me, no matter how much angry he was, he would never say that line. Especially after Zafer plot. This guy was ready to die and kill for her, cared about her traumas and pain. You may say he was also behaving like this towards his twin at the beginning of the series, so he can do anything but I beg to differ. First of all I hated him for that matter as well and that happened at the beginning, a very long time ago. He's been through a lot. If he continues acting like he has no empathy, why are we watching this show?

And I know Asi didn't have bad intentions but in order to make him to say those words, they wrote illogical lines for her too.

So why did they write it anyway? Maybe it was for this scene to happen:

To show that she is compassionate and loves him so much despite how much he's fucked up.

Was it worth it? No. Because we already know that.

I think the director couldn't get rid of that line because of the messaging scene, however he could have shown Alaz regretted it later. But he did not.

So some directing and writing choices were really unnecessesary and disappointing.

You can especially tell this is true because after the hospital scene, Yaman said to Alaz how he wished he could have changed everything. I mean, from the beginning he could have seen what Alaz needed but no, he waited for an hour because the show should last 120 minutes.

What did the show benefit from this? Nothing. I mean, if it happened after he had learnt the truth, we could have said he did it because he tried to make her break up with him. But they didn't choose that way.

There were many good scenes but the rooftop scene literally killed my desire to talk about them.

Like this is probably one of my favorite scenes in the whole series.

Alaz: I hate being your son. You're like a nightmare. One can't get rid of you. No matter what I do, you somehow ruin my life again. I'm tired of listening you, your making up excuses, blaming others. I went crazy thinking that something would happen to you today. I forgot all of your crap. I said he was my father no matter what. I forgot everything you did. Don't worry, I will keep silent, I will stomach it again, because I have to. I have to because of your health state, because of your daughter who is scared that something may happen to you, because of Ece. I have to because I have no choice. But you know what the most painful thing is? I will never be able to look at Yaman's face again. I know you won't like hearing this but I really loved being Yaman's brother. But as usual you forcefully took away another thing I love from me. How can I look at my mom's face now? How can I look at Asi's face now? Serhan: If you keep talking like this to me, it will be my face you can never look at. Son- Alaz: Son…Yes, I am your son. This is what's the worst. I am the devil's son. This is my curse. You took away my last hope that I could be a good person. Endless thanks to you.

And this was good too.

Because you can literally pinpoint the moment he started dying inside. For the first time he wanted her to let him go and she said she couldn't do that.

He was always the one who couldn't let her go but this time she said his trademark lines. *fml*

The whole scene was written just like how I imagined. This was not ooc either. But it could have been more impactful if the rooftop scene hadn't happened.

I don't have any expectations right now, if they give me more beautiful scenes that make it look like they were in a delirious state while writing that scene I can try to forget it. However the first 30 episodes will always have a different place in my heart.

[unboundndd]

Self indulgent stuff from my notes, enjoy!

//Tag: kinda yandere, stockholm syndrome if you squint, violence (not towards reader), fluff, mentions of intrusive thoughts

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- Wondering how yandere!Yone would behave with a gentle/obedient reader. How he archived such obedience and control over you? Scare tactics work pretty well with you, he always tells you all these terrifying stories about azakanas and the things that would have happened to those unfortunate enough to meet them if he wasn't there to save them. The scars on Yone's face and the ones he conceals under his bandages are proof that these beings are powerful and you'd have no way of surviving against one without his help.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- He’ll never, ever admit it but every word and action of yours has an effect on him. At first he wanted to stay as far away as possible from you, it was his way of protecting you but even that ended up alimenting his obsession for you more and more. Since he accepted his feelings for you and has let you closer to him the more insecure parts of his character have started surfacing, he'll get scared he won't be able to care for you or that you'll get hurt because of him. He tends to isolate when his thoughts are becoming more and more suffocating.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- The more time you spend with him the more you notice when his behavior starts to shift, it's all about the small things: Yone will generally look tense, to the point where he'll complain that his shoulder or neck muscles hurt, he usually is able to sit completely still without too much effort so you're able to notice when his finger doesn't stop tapping onto the closest flat surface or he's unable to do tasks that require a particularly steady hand. When you try to do something to alleviate his tension his heart will melt, he feels immediately reassured and like a weight has been lifted from his shoulders and won't complain too much if you force him to get into bed to rest and shove a warm cup of tea into his hands to help him relax.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- Yone will try not to make it too obvious but he will spoil you because of how good you are to him, you are genuinely doing your best to not make him worry: only go out very rarely and with him next to you, cut off contact with the people he told you were dangerous... sure you live a bit of an isolated life with few friends you don't see very often but in Yone's mind he is keeping you away from danger and people who will want to take you away from him. You almost forget what the nearest town looks like because of how rarely Yone accepts to bring you there, he despises the way people look at him so he always stays in the shadows and watches you talk to people without a care in the world.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- Yone will always be the most critical of his nature, neither a man nor a demon but something in between that shouldn't even exist, cursed to live in a plane along beings that will always discriminate him no matter what. He knows he can't give you the normal, happy life you deserve but he also cannot fathom letting you go. You're the only one who was able to look past the mask, to see him as a person and to give him back the humanity that he was losing trough the isolation and fear from the ones he was supposed to protect. His obsession with you derives from that, he is addicted to the way you love and treat him and nobody will take you away from him.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- He can be very jealous! With how insecure he is abou everything that has to do with himself it’s imperative that there’s alarm bells going off in his head the moment he feels threatened. He keeps calm of course, because you’re not at fault for attractng all kinds of people who are unaware that you're his and only his. All those repressed feelings will have to go somewhere and despite him, never having gone as far as killing someone who is bothering you he can be violent. You forget about how intimidating Yone can be when you’re the only one blessed with seeing his gentle, bashful side. The friendly man at the shop might not be this lucky though, Yone will execute his plan as soon as he knows you're safe and far away and the poor man will be so terrified to never talk to you ever again.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- You don’t know what happened behind the scenes but are kind of upset that the person that was so eager to talk to you all the time you were at the shop will now ignore you as if you were a ghost. In Yone's eyes you're too naive and trusting to understand what that man's intentions were and so he had to intervene to teach him a lesson. He knows you are loyal to him and would have told the man off if he had been more explicit in his advances towards you, there are so many things that could have gone wrong though, you could have gotten hurt or worse... just thinking about it makes Yone's mind spiral...

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- Despite being so dedicated towards you and you happiness he isn’t perfect. He can be so skillful with his words, saccharine and tender when talking to or about you yet has huge issues when he tries to communicate certain things, especially his feelings. It can be hard for you to read Yone and when something is bothering him you never know if it was you who did something wrong or if it's just a bad day.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- For you it makes no sense how he can go from his usual self to an even more quiet man, his expression looks almost scary when he’s so lost in what is making him feel bad in the first place. The reality is that it’s hard for him to keep his emotions in place, things he thought were long in his past sometimes resurface and all the memories from his past life flood back in. Occasionally the guilt of those he wasn't able to save haunts him: he wasn't able to help his brother when he most needed it, instead being influenced by the honor he would lose by doing so. It's hard to re live these events and even if Yone puts on an unreadable face there's so much turmoil in his mind.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- You learnt quickly that asking what’s wrong will not bring you far, Yone will either give you the silent treatment or tell you to leave him alone in a way that comes off as far meaner than he expected. You always tell yourself it’s not because of you but sometimes it gets to you, thinking that you’re being a burden to him or that maybe you should have done something different to help him.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- Sometimes Yone thinks that allowing you to get this close to him was a mistake, he could never cope if something bad ever happened to you because of him , maybe it was better if he kept protecting and watching you from afar. You being so determined on taking care of him even in harsher situations proved that you didn't want him to go anywhere, for you he was the gentle and protective hunter who would defend you from all the evil in the world and not some kind of demon who deserved to be banished.

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·- Even though you might go to bed with tears prickling from your eyes you won’t be alone for long: Yone will quietly join you after a while, which is uncommon because he doesn’t need to sleep anymore and only keeps you company if you ask him to. He’ll kiss your tears away with the same gentleness you’ve fallen in love and with and his voice murmuring gentle apologies against your skin. This always lulls you to sleep so easily and you relaxed body will eventually give in and curl into Yone's arms, finally able to rest and reassured that he'll be always there to watch over you.

[seasideretreat]

I have nothing to say

I have had a psychotic era; I am autistic, but I don't believe these things define me: in fact, I don't think they say anything about me. There really isn't that much to do. We live in a world where all the power is in the hands of oligarchs, but the heroes of the past, I don't know who they are, have secured some basic freedom for us, and professionals, maybe politicians, maybe intellectuals, conduct themselves in such a way to make sure everything keeps going right. But there really isn't anything gained. We were better off when the world just consisted of a couple of splendid cities in which the slaves worked for the small aristocracy. For some sick reason, we live in a world where everyone is equal. Where everyone has to work. And yet, even St. Paul wrote: "He who does not work, neither shall he eat." Why wouldn't I be content being a part of a beautiful world in which my master could compose the most splendid poetry as made sure he was free from cares? I would probably have plenty of time off. We see, we live in a world built on the shoulders of the African-American slave. That is a foul situation, not something to be proud of. The Trans-Atlantic slave trade was the first step of the industrial revolution, of the foobar-world order we live in today, in which everyone is supported to continue his sinful lifestyle.

However, there is nothing I cherish more than my freedom. All wars were fought over freedom, my freedom. If I lose my freedom, everyone loses. As Hegel said: everything is the history of freedom. And yet we see that there is a meanness in this world, and freedom plays a trick on itself. People can be hypnotized by the lure of adventure. People think if they don't behave like monsters, there will be nothing to do anymore. Violence is the only industry that needs every man. But a man of God can work out. I have seen this today. This is my new meditation, and tomorrow I will have another one. Doing one of those nice Biblestudy courses on-line is the first step to a better world. If everybody did guided meditations, there would be hope.

I am not saying we should kill time by pondering existence. Thinking is not possible for everybody. Oh, I am surely demented. But neither I am saying that HAVE to do Biblestudy courses, or guided meditations. In fact, it won't change anything, except make us a bit stronger. I am reading Jack Kerouac and fairy tales. I enjoy the fairy tales a lot. I think the fairy tales will truly give me the chance to become a raconteur again. They say I was a raconteur when I was a kid; honestly, I find nothing more charming than a raconteur. I really liked the character of Sebastian J. Cricket in Guilliermo del Toro's Pinocchio. And he refers to himself as a raconteur. It is the kind of skill that you can use when you are not conscious of it, but when you try to control it, it is truly hard. You know, usefulness is truly overrated. The better thing is strength. As Bruce Springsteen says: only the strong survive. We must strive for strength with everything we got. It is a thing, to bring peace to your mind, but then it is equally prudent to take some time to rest: verily, it is smoother than you realize. In fact, my dad said this when I was in a bad way because of my psychosis, he said: you are processing, as I was lying incapacitated in the chair with a blanket over my face to stop the pain. As I say, it is smooth. We really don't have to do anything. We don't have to work out. But we can develop ourselves. It is my dream to become a priest, but I don't want to be dependant on a church: and all the courses at the university are of course either protestant or catholic. And I figured at a time: I am just going to do the catholic one, you know, be learned. Or: I'll do the Protestant one, you know, be stalwart. But now I guess I'll just read that Theology textbook I bought on the Kindle app, which is "theologically neutral". Learn it by myself.

Life is smiling at me. I see chances for my spiritual development as well as my professional one. But if war comes, I won't be ready. Of course, I play chess, but that is incomparable to the complexity of mounting a campaign. And yes, I try to read Marx at times, but I find it a rotten book, and I think communism exists more in our imagination than in reality. I guess I'll just try to really get into those Let's Plays I have been making, play some really good games. I have been doing a Let's Play of Expeditions: Conquistador and it is truly exhilarating. Fighting those rebels on Hispaniola really made me tense. In any event I have thought it was a lot like acting, you know, playing the game, but now I see it more accurately a work out: of course, there are elements of acting, such as the importance of understanding, but it's way more mechanical than acting on stage, you know, there is much more restraint; but it also differs markedly from chess, because most games call on many human qualities, whereas chess only calls on cold calculation (and psychological warfare). Oh, well, the contours of simple astutement are relative to the entire subtlety of sheer knowledge, that sends us with a wail into the realm of simple analysis, which forms us and rescinds us, to some extent, to become circular divisors of the eternal world that wants to combine us into a behemoth which is only a natural course of the renunciatory modality of vehement nature. The architecture of sheer multiplicity in ordinality is sheer, but the requirements of particularity are set in stone: therefore, the ordinary requittal of the main storyline of work is reproved. Something must be denied, or acquired, and we can build segments in the endless structure of meritorious descent and the main construction of simple automaticity. But something is done, to repair the remainder of the autochtonous whispering of the main structure of reality and we are lost in the contours of syntagmatic opportunity; and we do what we do, but there is a structure in the dark that moves aggressively against the repurposes of the eternal mania of ordinary existence that helps to reposition us in the vehemence of ordinary repercussions: and so something may happen that retraces our steps from the origin back to the limit: and this makes us hope again that something may happen in the vicinity of sheer work that helps us retain a semblance of the simple eternity of reality. And so it ever goes on, in silence, or in noise. But nobody really knows where it goes. The essences of weird creativity is nothing. I make sense of many ordinary things, but I scarcely know anything about the Roman Empire. Well, I know Marcus Aurelius was an emperor and a stoic philosopher, but really he said not so great a noble word, and he was not a very rigorous thinker. I don't know. It's nice to be normal, but someone may be abnormal and think he is; he does not know what is real and what is absurd, and so he is stuck in limbo. He does his best. Really, he does, but it is only heartbreak and precipitation. I am stuck in being myself and I really do what I really do. And yet, there is a colour of statement in the structure of ordinary reality that I set forth in genera and the constant song of something is let down by real things. This is what I really need, perhaps: a feeling of using ordinary noises, in the silence that makes something authoritarian, and this is the thing that we need, but there is a lot of sound, and nobody knows what this truly is, because we are stuck with it. I don't know. The silence of things obscures the essence of the higher reality that I have found and that I am making clear; the ordinality is made universal, however. So the noises continue in the alleyway, and we are stuck in reversal. The thing go yet on, so the thing we see can happen and may be real. I have yet to see the things that really happen, but I do what I can.

You know there is something good coming. We may insist upon the relativity of ordinary events, but something good is coming. Let us insist upon the repetitious segmentation of real things, the objectivity that is granted to us in silence. I will perhaps start writing history tomorrow.

[archivalofsins]

Oh, thank you for bringing this aspect to my attention. I know it’s not something brought up to argue or debate. So, there is no need to worry about coming off that way. You brought your inquiry up in a very inquisitive and polite manner. I think Jackalope's framing of events is very important as well for a multitude of reasons.

The first mainly being that Jackalope as I’ve seen so far has not been interrogated as a character within Milgram’s narrative. I hope this doesn’t come off as long, as though I’m rambling, and I especially hope it doesn’t feel as though I’m debating your observation. Jackalope is just incredibly interesting.

I believe this is the moment that you’re referring to where Jackalope discusses the incident,

Jackalope’s “Second Trial Commencement Notice” Time- 2:53 to 3:36

There are multiple reasons for Jackalope to downplay the severity of Futa's injuries. Some that ere more on the medical side that I will go into later. For now though, let's discuss how Jackalope personally feels about Futa.

Reason 1- Jackalope is a sadist.

From the beginning Jackalope has made his biases incredibly clear. Including showing the audience that he likes to see Futa in pain. Because he finds it funny/entertaining.

Something he brings up during this discussion.

He also makes this clear during the “Report on the end of First Trial”,

"Ha, well, it's entertaining to me. So, I don't mind."

It isn't even wrong for Jackalope to think it's funny to pick on Futa specifically. One because to be honest it is kind of funny. Futa reacts to distressing situations and being antagonized in a very stereotypical almost cartoonish way.

We see Es basically mirror the same mentality during Futa's first interrogation. Purposely, doing things to get a rise out of him then saying,

Futa's First Interrogation Time- 10:52 to 11:19

"Why were you laughing?"

Hm?

"You did so at the very beginning! Then, you evaded my question by going, "I was just thinking to myself". I've been feeling restless ever since then- It really gave me the creeps ya know!"

Oh, that. It's because you're the first prisoner to behave in a manner befitting one. To be honest, it made me a little happy. That's probably the reason I was so interested in teasing you.

"Haaaa?!"

I had fun. So, thank you for that.

Ultimately there's been a pattern of Es and Jackalope viewing Futa's physical or emotional distress as comedic and a source of entertainment. However, Es seems to be personally against Futa being injured.

Possibly because it takes away from the enjoyment of teasing him on an emotional/communicative level.

So, one personal reason Jackalope would have for belittling Futa's injuries is that he just doesn't personally care that he's injured and finds it funny. Something the way he discussed it came off to me.

Also, neither of them is wrong, it is sort of funny to see Futa panicking and getting all worked up on his own.

Jackalope is the same guy who asked for Es to install a pitfall trap upon hearing about them in the minigrams. Despite seeing how distressed the topic made some prisoners. Regardless of the canonicity of those comics the prisoners are still the prisoners and Jackalope is still Jackalope.

Basically, these are the same people. So, Jackalope is more than likely just a sadist plain and simple.

Reason 2- Jackalope does not care because Futa is a guy. As well as a guy he has hated since the start of Milgram.

Jackalope has stated that he has no interest in men and the male prisoners by proxy. He makes his sentiments regarding this clear during Es' voice drama.

Es Voice Drama Time- 4:51 to 5:23

“Ah, to start the one o’clock room. Prisoner number one Sakurai, Haruka. Despite feminine name the prisoner is a guy.”

Sakurai, Haruka.

“He’s making quite the somber expression, isn’t he? Well, good news is if you managed to get him to open up emotionally, you’ll hear a lot from him.”

Still, we won’t know for sure if what he expresses is the truth or not, right? “You understand this well, don’t you. Sure, it might draw a few blanks or two. Humans are dishonest creatures after all.”

I'll remember that.

I did everyone else, so I felt bad leaving him out. This can be ignored, it has nothing to do with this, I just felt bad.

Es Voice Drama Time- 5:27 to 6:08

“Next at two o’clock, is prisoner number two- Kashiki, Yuno. She’s a young woman. At around high school age.”

Around high school age. Do you not know the prisoners’ ages?

“I’m not interested in the prisoners’ personal information. Those things are up to you, the prison guard, to figure out. Next up at three o’clock is prisoner number three. Kajiyama, Futa. A young, dumb looking guy. I hate this dude.”

You just looked at his face though.

“A human’s first impression reveals about ninety percent of the individual. If I had the right to, I would vote him Guilty without hesitation.”

I don't know why Jackalope feels this way about Futa. He has made it incredibly clear he feels this way about him though. Now onto Jackalope's love of women!

Es Voice Drama Time 6:07 to 6:37

Is that really the case… Prisoner number 4 is- Kusunoki… Mu. A woman?

“Yep! A pretty little thing! Now her; I’d vote her Innocent for sure. Got to pass those beautiful genes on!”

Is it really right to use such desire filled standards to cast judgement?

“Heh, so what standards do you want to use? I mean if we just judged them in accordance to the law then there would be no point in you being here.”

Literally only transcribing the last part since through this line Jackalope once again highlights that all the prisoners are murderers, and they would legally be considered such. So, no one’s crime is as ambiguous as most are making them out to be. I know this has nothing to do with the topic at hand but it’s funny that he’s been plainly stating this every way he possibly can, but it’s still being widely ignored in some cases.

Es Voice Drama Time- 7:03 to 7:35

“Prisoner number five. Kirisaki, Shidou; he’s around thirty years of age and just as good of a man as I am! If we’re talking about romance here… Then guys like him are always causing a commotion, right?”

Due south so six o’clock. So, we’re halfway through.

“This is prisoner number six, Shiina, Mahiru; she’s in her early twenties or something. Ladies around that age are right up my alley!”

Es Voice Drama Time- 7:53 to 8:39

“Prisoner number seven. He’s a geezer. The oldest one out of the prisoners we have this time. He’s physically the strongest as well. If Milgram were an all-out brawl, he’d come out on top no question.”

That’s right; what happens if I get attacked by one of the prisoners? Um… I didn’t really want to say it, but… Considering my build, I don’t think I could put up much of a fight.

Taking a moment to pause and highlight what good foreshadowing this line was for Mikoto’s first interrogation. The writing in Milgram is very good and actively rewards people for interrogating it in real time and in hindsight. Amazing stuff. Moving on.

“Hmm? Rest assured; the prisoners can’t attack us administrators. That’s just how it works.”

Administrators… So, the same can’t be said if the prisoners were to attack each other?

“Heh! Catching on, aren’t you? Well, those sorts of things may happen. That depends on your judgment- Now, doesn’t it?”

Es Voice Drama Time- 8:42 to 9:27

“Now, prisoner number eight. Momose, Amane; I bet you’re gonna be surprised to see someone like this here. I mean to think a randoseru-wearing elementary schooler here!”

A child that young…has killed someone?

“Ha, I don’t really care one way or the other. If you don’t push her then you’ll just wind up working under the belief that she’s pure, innocent, and kindhearted. Sure, she’s only a brat, but don’t let your guard down! There’s a high chance that all these prisoners are monsters, that could very well eat us up if given the right opportunity, that’s why-”

That’s why, determining that is my duty as the prison guard of Milgram. Is what you were going to say? You’re just like a parent in that way, Jackalope.

“As long as you understand, then I don’t mind.”

Es Voice Drama Time- 9:29 to 9:50

“Next is prisoner number nine. Kayano, Mikoto. Male. He has no unique features of note. So, I don’t have much to comment on. He’s sort of like mass-produced goods.”

That makes me even more concerned.

“Lastly, prisoner number ten. Yuzuriha, Kotoko. Be careful of this one. I can tell just from looking at her that she’s no ordinary woman.”

Over the course of Milgram Jackalope has all but blatantly looked at the camera and listed all his biases aloud to us. His reaction to Futa's injuries was bound to be different from his response to Mahiru's a woman he's said from the beginning is "right up his alley".

To be fair even though Jackalope says Mahiru is right up his alley. He does so in regard to discussing her age. In that case denoting that him and Mahiru may be around the same age or that he likes women within that age group.

This doesn't exactly mean Mahiru is his type or he would have a reason to be biased in her favor outside of what he's previously stated. However, Jackalope does make it clear to the audience what sort of woman he likes. Along with what is and isn't his type on multiple occasions.

And honestly, I gotta admit the rabbit has good taste. Because his type is Yuno. Something that he's done absolutely nothing to hide.

MILGRAM / Jackalope’s “Report on the end of First Trial” Time- 1:09 to 1:39

Jackalope's report on the end of the first trial really highlights his feelings for the individual prisoners and his personal biases. Yet, in the trial two commencement notice his biases are elaborated on further. If one compares his report on Mu to his report on Yuno.

Jackalope’s “Second Trial Commencement Notice” Time- 3:38 to 4:08

Jackalope’s “Second Trial Commencement Notice” Time- 2:19 to 2:50

So, with all that out of the way let's get back to the main point.

How Jackalope Reports on Mahiru's Injuries.

When Jackalope is discussing his personal opinion, he makes sure to be clear that it is his personal opinion. Using "I" often. Here Jackalope does not do that because this isn't his personal opinion; it is an objective fact. If Mahiru was not given immediate medical attention she would have died.

However, just because she would have died without medical attention does not in itself tell us how severe her injuries were. I think what many aren't understanding when it comes to me discussing her injuries is that I am discussing the severity of her injuries not the lethality. Any injury can be lethal if access to the proper medical treatment is not available or if it goes untreated for too long.

A common example of this is how two hundred years ago tooth decay and cavities were one of the leading causes of death.

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So, yeah she could have died in the same way that any injury if not treated can lead to death. Yet, Mahiru's particular injuries are incredibly lethal only if they are not treated immediately and constantly cared for. A lot of more unlucky people when jumped in a similar way to how Mahiru was don't have doctors present and are usually left in isolated areas, to succumb to their injuries then be found hours if not days later.

Are Mahiru's injuries more severe than Futa's like Jackalope and Shidou imply through their statements? No. This was not a situation in which this comparison even needed to be made by the characters. The bottom line is two people are injured. Pretending like one of them needs less help than the other based on visible signs of injury is simply false and has led to death before.

In cases where people have gone to the er visibly looked fine and because of that were left to wait for hours leading to them succumbing to internal injuries such as bleeding.

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January 12, 2023 article about a woman dying from internal bleeding while waiting in the ER for more than seven hours.

Simply because one cannot rightfully tell how much damage has been done to an individual just because of how injured they look externally. There is also no equipment within Milgram that would allow Shidou to fully examine the severity of the prisoners internal injuries within Milgram to our current knowledge.

In regard to your point,

"But thinking about Mahiru’s rib fracturing there’s a chance something like that could’ve pierced her internal organs which could’ve lead to a collapsed lung which can lead to difficulty breathing and death. Depending on how bad the injury is it seems the method would change quite a bit from just rest & observation to full on surgery."

While that could have happened it's simply not what occurred. Because once again she received professional treatment immediately after sustaining her injuries. One of the biggest concerns when it comes to rib fractures is the damaged rib puncturing the lung.

I believe this is not something that occurred simply because she is still alive and breathing without medical aid. Considering that all the medical equipment Shidou has is a fanny pack med kit attached to his waist I don't think Shidou has the tools necessary to save Mahiru if that was the case unless he's a god!

This is something you bring up when discussing the idea in your analysis of my previous statements. So, it's not something that's lost on either of us.

However, to add some credence to the idea this could have occurred. There is still the off chance Shidou has been rebuilding his operating room within his cell through slowly amassing medical equipment over the course of the trials. This would allow him to aid in such a dire situation if it were to come to that.

Though, I don't know for certain if he's been doing that, but I would not put it past him. He already attempted to start a pharmacy from Milgram so fuck if I can really say. Sleeping around medical equipment might just be his thing. It may just be the only way he can sleep peacefully. We don't really have much information on what the prisoners' cells are like or the changes they are/were allowed to make to them.

He did say he couldn't stop and to vote him guilty. So, who am I to fucking say he might've been being honest and immediately started rebuilding his work environment as soon as that innocent verdict hit. He knows everything he needs. It's Shidou so really hard to tell.

(Star: Trial three we find out he filled the panopticon with knock out gas to catch Kotoko and then surgically removed all her teeth in his makeshift operating room prison cell.)

However for now working with what we know he has, if Mahiru was suffering from internal bleeding or puncturing of organs there would not be much that Shidou could do to aid her. Given the equipment that we know of at this moment I must stress that we know of because he could have more!

Yet, taking care of internal bleeding and organ puncturing would require immediate and minimally invasive surgery.

These are all things you yourself bring up when discussing the idea of organ puncturing taking place. However, there are external symptoms that would also be present in the case of this happening which simply are not present in Mahiru.

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As we know from, I love You Milgram has no issue when it comes to making characters skin appear blue.

Then as we know from both Futa's and Mahiru's second voice drama they have no issue displaying when characters have difficulty speaking.

More times Mahiru has difficulty speaking in her voice drama.

X X X

Also here's where Mahiru starts speaking clearly.

More times Futa has difficulty speaking in his voice drama-

X X X

Also, here's when he starts speaking clearly.

Ultimately Mahiru's breathing difficulties occur when she laughs which usually would irritate a rib fracture.

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It also happens when she gets noticeably anxious or when she is touched because she states being touched reminds her of when she was attacked. These are all signs of mental distress more than physical, So, nothing strange here. That's a girl with a rib fracture and possible mental trauma or post-traumatic stress disorder after being the victim of a violent crime.

All things she should rightfully have given she was jumped by a woman armed with a blunt force weapon, wearing steel toed boots, and brass knuckles whom has literally said she will do it again.

So, to put it bluntly, if her lung or any internal organ was injured, they would know, and she would have been lost. Also, we would be able to visibly see the care she was receiving in the event of this happening. Simply because she would need a breathing machine or an apparatus to help her continue breathing.

Futa's on the other hand happens more sporadically and is tied more to throat strain something that also tracks given that he has a partial thorax fracture which is basically the whole of his chest, not specific to the ribs.

Shidou really came in and said this dudes thorax his complete thorax is partially fractured then went it's not as bad as this.

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Which is fucked up to me personally even though he is technically correct. Because Mahiru's combined injuries are worse than Futa's. Not because they are more severe but because of the quantity of injuries sustained. Something that they make clear through highlighting Futa did not get the worse of it due to Kazui intervening. However, if Kazui had not intervened and Kotoko continued to attack Futa in the way she did predominantly focusing on the face and neck he would have died.

Because she was fucking curb stomping him. Something that usually results in death. She stomped that man out with steel toed boots. He is lucky to have only lost an eye. Kotoko did the equivalent of this to him with steel toed boots. The only way what happened to him could be worse is if there was a curb in that panopticon to put his head against as she stomped it.

Shidou even states in his voice drama speaking on any of the prisoners mental health is outside his realm of expertise to discuss. So, I think he at least reported their injuries correctly.

Which brings me into the last point. Shidou and Jackalope were not discussing Futa's injuries with any immediate urgency because there is nothing they can do to help him at this point.

Futa literally tells us in his voice drama that Shidou has already informed him that he would be lucky if he ever saw out of that eye again.

Futa Second Voice Drama Time- 1:54 to 2:16

“Hey, look at me. My right eye. It looks awful, doesn’t it? I have to constantly keep it patched up to prevent any trace of dirt from coming into contact with the wound.”

. . .

“Don’t recoil like that. It’s hurtful. According to Shidou it’s likely that I won’t ever be able to see out of this eye again. Sucks, huh.”

Mahiru's wounds can all heal with proper care. Futa is more than likely permanently disabled. So, yeah, I'm a bit more concerned about us not seeing him continue to receive treatment because a good majority of people went nothing we can do might as well not try, gave him an eyepatch, a bandage then called it a day while doing nothing to help him with the injuries that were treatable.

Like the thorax fracture. No brace or wheelchair for him they said that man can walk it off and he did. They requested a wheelchair for Mahiru, they couldn't have requested another one for the dude with a full partial thorax fracture. That and in the most recent interaction we see him in Mu literally makes a joke about him being hit in the head.

So, yeah, the quality of care between the injured prisoners is not equal and has not been since trial two started. Yes, Mahiru's injuries are bad, but she is receiving constant treatment from multiple prisoners and is on the path to recovery. Could her injuries have led to death if they were not treated efficiently and in a timely manner yes, could it have led to organ puncturing yes. However, it did not to anyone's reporting lead to irreversible physical harm to her personage.

The only reason I brought up Mahiru or her injuries is because the material compared them. My intention was never to bring scrutiny to the validity of the injuries of any party involved. Or make it come off as Mahiru's injuries were less painful than they are. To put it very simply, it was never my intention to make this post about Mahiru at all, but use Mahiru as a way to highlight the lack of care and consideration in regard to Futa's injuries. Through the quality of treatment and seriousness, her injuries were discussed and regarded with.

My focus through saying this was always Futa, his injuries, and highlighting how we have not seen or even had it alluded to that he is continuing to get treatment for his injuries since his voice drama and the continued lack of seriousness his injuries have been treated with. Something that has been overshadowed by the continued highlighting of Mahiru's needs. Despite us being expressly told through the material, the damage that Futa has sustained was so severe that it is likely to have given him a long-term impairment.

In the same voice drama Futa states,

"Mahiru is still on the brink of death! If she had died, we'd be exactly the same!"

Yet just because someone has been shot doesn't give anyone the right to ignore the person in the room who was stabbed. Two things can be true at the same time all the injuries that Mahiru sustained made her case far more urgent than Futa's which was a lost cause from jump. Simply because they don't have the proper equipment or personnel to aid him with his particular issues.

Most of his injuries are optical and Shidou isn't an optometrist.

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He probably looked at Futa went yep that's beyond me and said you better get comfortable with losing that eye. He still should have properly treated the partial thorax fracture though.

Let's talk about Amane's trailer~

Updated this because new information was brought to my attention and to fix some errors.

“we in turn, will forevermore mark YOU as the GUILTY one.”

They didn't capitalize the "W" in "We" so is this the middle of a sentence from her voice drama or just an error? Guess we'll know on the thirtieth, but I think it's the first thing. Amane is still the same as usual and as such Yamanaka has asked the audience to,

"Please, take care of her."

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So, please be kind to Amane.

Futa and Amane's Possible Team Up

We know how the Milgram fandom claims to feel about picking on children from trial one right?

It'd be rather hard to take being lectured for picking on minors from people who continually harass minors. It's no wonder that Futa and Amane have gotten close. Her treatment is a direct example of Milgram's continued hypocrisy. I too would go what about you in this case.

Saying that bad things are bad, acting on the idea that something you believe is wrong has taken place, and that leading to others getting hurt- what you're saying is all that's okay when you do it...Right?

Well, it's none of Futa's business anyhow.

He said he can't afford to be worrying about other people during his second written interrogation,

Q.02 What do you think of Haruka?

Futa: I can’t afford to be worrying about other people at the moment. Anyway, he’s not a little kid.

Mu: We get on well, he’s always really kind to me.

Well, to be frank what he says is that he can't afford to worry about others currently, then states that Haruka isn't a little kid. So, he's not really worried about him, at the moment, because Haruka has shown that he is capable of taking care of himself.

I think the focus here should be on Futa specifying that, "He's not a little kid".

Amane is and she's someone that Futa has been shown to be concerning himself with during trial two.

2023/04/19 (Futa's birthday)

Futa: …! Oi, it was you. You scared me. Don't just stand there like that. Ha, what is it? Did you come to laugh at me for being weak? Brat.

Amane: No. I'm just observing; what people are thinking, who is tainted... What about you, Kajiyama Futa?

Futa: You're talking even more nonsense than before. Brat, you're guilty too, aren't you? …How can you even still stand? You probably heard it. That voice that kept blaming us. …..I ain't got the guts to do anything.

Amane: It goes without saying. Because we have something more important than incomprehensible and irrational voices. Humans can stand up if they have guidance. Kajiyama Futa, it's a coincidence, but today is your birthday, isn't it? It may be a good day to be reborn. If you can break free from the temptation of corruption around, you and change your ways-

Then guess who we have not heard about receiving help from Shidou after this interaction?

The focus and treatment suddenly became heavily focused on Mahiru. We see this in regards to Amane's birthday when Yuno is discussing giving care to Mahiru and on Kazui's when Shidou takes a short break from taking care of Mahiru.

In both cases there is no mention of continuing to give Futa treatment.

Shidou Lying about the Severity of the Prisoner's Injuries

Even though Futa needs care just as much if not more so considering the severity of his injuries. As he is stated to have,

An orbital fracture and traumatic retinal detachment. Along with bruising, lacerations (where is unspecified). Partial fracture of the thorax.

In this case, all the stated injuries involving his eye(s) and thorax could require surgery to be properly treated based on the severity of the injury.

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In contrast Mahiru, despite all the care she's been receiving and the more visibly injured she is got off more lightly between the two. At least when taking into consideration none of her injuries require any sort of surgical treatment to heal. Despite Shidou hamming it up and saying,

"Shiina's injuries are even worse."

Looking into her injuries in comparison to Futa's easily proves this is not the case as she has,

Lacerations (Head)- Something that sounds bad but basically amounts to cuts on her head.

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Bruising (All over her body)- It is literally just bruising. I don't know how to make this any simpler.

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Sprain (Neck)- Does not require surgery to heal gradually heals over time with the right treatment.

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Fracture (Ribs)- Again sounds bad but it's not.

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Fracture (Left arm)- He says fracture, but this is literally just a broken arm. This is something that has happened to many people in the world and does not require invasive surgery to heal most of the time. Just a lot of rest.

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"And furthermore this may be outside of my profession but her mental health is deteriorating as well."

Edit: @doctorbunny brought to my attention I missed one for Mahiru.

Compression Fracture (left anterior)

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NOT SO FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT THE PRISONERS CAN LIE IN THEIR VOICE DRAMAS AND SHIDOU DID ABOUT THE SEVERITY OF MAHIRU'S INJURIES!

All of Mahiru's injuries in comparison to Futa's are light shit. However, Shidou knew that no one without his expertise would know that. Along with possibly rightfully deduced from the voices he does not mention hearing that there may not or were not enough people with his particular skills to correct him or call him out on his lies. That or he believed most wouldn't care to look past the surface anyhow considering what Es has deduced so far.

So, he lied highlighting Mahiru the more visibly injured of the two because he rightfully believed that the audience wouldn't realize that Futa was the more injured out of the two of them. Because it's easier for people to believe someone who looks like this,

Is more injured than someone who looks like this,

Not even touching on the fact that how injured someone believes another person is heavily dependent on external factors such as gender, ethnicity, and the communication skills of the individual in question.

So, Shidou just picked the person that needed the most consistent care, who could play the role of being injured properly, and would garner the most sympathy to latch onto in order to better his chances of being voted innocent. Then he expressly lied not only about their physical state but brought up that person's mental health as well. Something he states is not his area of expertise.

Despite people literally coming across Futa talking to himself in the fucking halls!

22/04/19 (Futa’s Birthday)

Futa: Ahh…… I’m not wrong…… I wasn’t doing anything wrong…… Shut up, why are you going on and on about something so minor…… It has nothing to do with you…… Aaahhh……

Amane: Oh, were you talking to yourself, Futa-san? Or maybe there’s something there you’re able to see?

Futa: ……! O-oh, it’s just you. It’s nothing. ……but well, on that note. Hey. Don’t you have anything happening too? Since being in here, just suddenly getting anxious. Feeling as though loads of people are all there condemning you, telling you you were wrong.

Amane: ……I’m fine. I don’t know what you’ve done or what it is you’re worried about, but I think if there’s something you believe in, you should stay true to it. It’s not something that should waver just because other people said something. I personally don’t plan on changing my own beliefs even if I’m told I’m wrong either…… ……today is your birthday, correct? I’ll pray for God to keep you under his care.

Making Futa's statement in his second written interrogation make far more sense given the fact that like Shidou said he would do from the beginning he,

"Choose between superiority or inferiority"

Prioritizing Mahiru's care for the benefit of himself and to an extent her as well while neglecting Futa's.

"I can’t afford to be worrying about other people at the moment."

He literally cannot afford to worry about other people in the prison because none of them have bothered to concern themselves with him outside of Kazui and Amane. Who once again comes up to him when he's freaking out on his birthday and is like,

"Kajiyama Futa, it's a coincidence, but today is your birthday, isn't it? It may be a good day to be reborn. If you can break free from the temptation of corruption around you and change your ways-"

Amane: Disavow the false god preaching to a choir of heathens and reject his medicinal ways and be reborn into a true deity of strength through your own will alone and my guidance. Do it- don't disappoint me like the others.

Futa: Ya, know what fuck it he's not really helping me anyhow...sure why not.

We haven't been shown or heard anything regarding Futa being checked over by Shidou or having his injuries cared for in a while now. I find it kind of odd how the only one receiving consistent treatment is Mahiru given everything here. I also wonder how Futa's friendship with Amane is going.

Amane has shown disdain towards Yuno, Shidou, and Mahiru yet...we haven't seen how she is with Futa after that interaction yet. I wonder if they'll have a timeline conversation again soon.

Honestly, I too would team up with the kid that's been consistently checking in on me. Can't even fault him.

Next the lyric.

“I disavow you, eyes corrupted.”

It seems like they’ll be continuing to update and tweak the English translation of the lyrics from what we were given in the song trailers. Though the snippet of Amane’s is much shorter than what we got previously. The MILGRAM/2nd Trial 8th EP Amane (CV: Minami Tanaka) “The Purge March” Trailer in my opinion more so highlights Amane’s message to the guard(s) than be a trailer of The Purge March proper.

So, it seems they’re really keeping the mv’s song under wraps up until release. Something that only makes me more interested in. I like the use of disavow it really fits Amane.

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While giving her words that very smart-alecky know-it-all kid emphasis.

(Star here; I'd also say the usage of disavow works, given the likelihood of her victim being part of the cult. Whether that's an ongoing member or someone who decided fuck this is up for debate though)

The Cover Snippet

Her cover of Animal keeps up with the pattern of the Guilty prisoner’s songs so far. Unlike within their second trial songs when they are singing their cover songs, they are incredibly happy. This contrasts with the Innocent prisoners, who’ve been a bit of a mix bag when it comes to their covers but erring on the melancholy introspective side in tone. In contrast the guilty prisoners within their covers have sounded as though they’re having the time of their lives.

The staff even going as far as changing the entire tone of Parasite in Mahiru’s case to fit her mood. Something that I just thought was specific to Mahiru but upon further inspection all three of the guilty prisoners covers have had upbeat tones this trial and I’m curious as to why.

In Futa and Mahiru’s cases their main songs make their stress apparent seem, but their covers show they’re brimming with confidence and are incredibly pumped up. Futa’s cover is literally about wanting to go again, how he doesn’t want to stop, wants to escape, and unable to. Something we’ve been shown Futa pondering attempting to do from Milgram since it started and asking people for help with doing. Mahiru’s while about ending a bad relationship in contrast to Mu’s MKDR cover something dealing with a similar theme is very upbeat and seemingly ready to move forward or on from whatever is being left. Something that she’s also made clear she’s ready to do over the course of Milgram and continues to reiterate.

Having a relatively relaxed beach energy to it the most serious the song gets is when she’s asking why over and over again. Neither really touching on the tone that covers before theirs have had. It’s incredibly confusing considering it wouldn’t be surprising for the Guilty prisoners cover songs to be more downtrodden or melancholy, but it seems to be the exact opposite which I find interesting. The only cover outside of the guilty prisoners that gets remotely close to capturing this hype feeling in my opinion is Vampire but even then, Yuno sounds rather reserved.

So, like the heck are all of them so happy about; will Reversible Campaign have a similar tone? All that to say Amane’s cover of Animal sounds really good and upbeat. Her voice is so peppy.

[esper-game]

So I just got done playing the demo a few times and I really like the premise but I was a bit confused.

Is our MC supposed to be relatively street smart from being on the run and effectively living ‘in the hood’ for years? I know I just assumed they’d be street smart but they came off as rather clueless.

I don’t know if having them behave that way is your intention so you can move the story along quicker but it just seemed a little off.

For instance they wandered into the dark apartment despite having suspicions about why it was like that. I know they had a sheltered upbringing but those habits I figured would be broken for the most part.

What killed me though was when MC started naming the characters in the group they do know and asking why they’re there, but not like in a ‘who sent you’ way. Instead it was more like ‘hey I know you’ and it came off as very naïve. (This is before the skill checks) I couldn’t help but laugh. Again I don’t know if that’s what you’re going for but it seemed a little out there.

MC effectively lives in the hood, makes money by ‘delivering packages’ for super shady people. While on the run from a dystopian government agency that killed their family. So people hiding in MCs dark apartment doesn’t seem like it should be very surprising to them.

In that same train of thought; there’s only two or three reasons why there are people hiding in the dark in MC’s apartment and neither of them are good and each would likely spring to mind pretty quickly. One criminals, two police for technically being involved in crime(package delivery) or three the Organization has found them.

Sorry for the super long ask, I have way too many thoughts and not enough places to put them.

Tldr is our MC supposed to be street smart or are they just plot required to be clueless at certain points?

Thank you for your feedback. Sorry for how long it took for me to get to it.

As I've stated before, due to my unhappiness with how the current demo is, I'm in the process of rewriting. Some of what you have pointed out were things I was already aware of, such as the awkwardness with the confrontation at MC's apartment. That scene had to be rewritten a few times due to my work being deleted so I lost a lot of motivation around that time.

To answer your overall question, MC isn't meant to be entirely street smart or clueless. They (as you did actually say) had a very sheltered upbringing with very different circumstances that I've gone into a little more in the rewrite already, then they get suddenly thrust into this new life and they've no idea how to navigate it. So even with their few years of experience, they aren't going to ever be used to this life in the same way as someone who was raised that way, as they spent their formative years isolated and protected.

I'm not entirely sure how I could make MC seem more street-smart while maintaining plausible naivety so if you (or anyone else reading this) have any ideas I'm open to hearing them.

Thank you for letting me know your thoughts, I'll keep them in mind when I reach that point in the rewrite.

[bitsandbobcats]

Day 5: Imposter

    How Felix could stand to wear such stuffy, weird… business-like clothes every day was completely beyond Adrien. And a tie?! 

    I guess he really does take after father in some ways, Adrien thought, adjusting the tie and sending his most Felix-like glare at Nathalie, which was Felix’s regular way of telling her he was leaving the mansion. His heart ached at the unkind expression he was making, but if he did anything out of the ordinary, someone would notice and the ruse would be up.

    Adrien had spent the last two weeks committing his brother's schedule and mannerisms to memory. He had taken every precaution, like turning off Felix’s alarm so that he wouldn’t wake up, and there wouldn’t be two Felixes walking around Paris. He even went so far as to call in a favor with Nathalie to give Felix a late night photoshoot so that he would be extra tired in the morning.

    Adrien pulled out a slip of paper that he had copied from Felix’s planner, which held a very important address: Tom and Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie.

    The reason for Adrien’s expedition was really quite simple. Felix had a girlfriend, and Adrien knew nothing about her. For all he knew, she could be a complete gold-digger taking advantage of his poor, sweet brother (Felix was neither poor nor sweet, but that was beside the point). So, Adrien made it his responsibility to learn about the girl himself.

    It was only a short walk from the mansion before Adrien stood in front of the most uncertain part of his excursion: unfamiliar territory. He had no idea how Felix behaved in front of the family, so he would have to do a bit of improv.

    Time to use those acting lessons you gave me when I was little, Maman, he thought before opening the door.

    “Marinette, Felix is here!” Adrien heard a woman shout from behind the counter. She turned to Adrien.

    “Don’t worry dear, she’ll be down in a minute. Why don’t you take a croissant, just in case you get hungry on your date?” Adrien accepted the pastry with a tiny smile, a perfect replica of one of Felix’s. The woman, who Adrien assumed was Marinette’s mother, seemed satisfied, and went back to the counter.

    Adrien nibbled the corner of the pastry, then found he couldn’t stop. It was heavenly. Felix could marry the girl if it meant that Adrien could have these incredibly things at family gatherings-

    The girl! Remembering the reason for his mission, Adrien quickly got back into character, looking impassively at the stairs. With the creak of a door, someone began to descend the staircase.

    In terms of looks, Felix had found himself a keeper. The girl had dark hair tied back in cute pigtails, with freckles around her button nose. Her clothing looked well-made and tasteful. 

    She immediately spotted him, and ran up to him right away. Adrien was shocked as she wrapped her arms around his middle. Felix always hated touch, but somehow, Marinette Dupain-Cheng must have melted his brother’s icy heart.

    Adrien stiffly and awkwardly hugged her back, saying, “Hello, Marinette, it’s great to see you.”

    The girl released her grip and looked up at him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

    “What, no ‘Nettie’ for me today, Fé?”

    Shoot, he had completely overlooked pet names! They played a crucial role in the ways couples treated each other, and that was a puzzle piece that Adrien was sorely lacking.

    “Sorry, Nettie.” It felt so wrong to use such a term of endearment with his brother's girlfriend. “I… had a late shoot last night, so I didn’t get much sleep.” His arm instinctively began to move to his neck, but he pushed it back down before Marinette could notice.

    She still looked slightly apprehensive, but she seemed to let it go. 

    “Well, we should probably get going, if we want to be back in time for brunch.”

    They were back in familiar territory. Adrien knew the date plan by heart. Since Felix had a lesson in the afternoon, it was a morning date, culminating in a Saturday brunch with Marinette’s parents. First though, they were going for a walk through the park near the bakery.

    It was a beautiful fall day, warm enough for light jackets, with a light breeze blowing colorful leaves. They walked hand-in-hand, but Marinette never talked. She just serenely walked next to him, eyes closed in contentment. By the time she leaned her head on his shoulder, Adrien had gotten somewhat frustrated. If she didn’t talk at all, how could he learn more about her personality?

    Pulling away, he said, “It’s a lovely day, isn’t it?” Marinette seemed startled, like she hadn’t been expecting him to talk. Maybe she and Felix often went on silent dates to the park. Weird.

    “Uhhh, yeah, it's really pretty. It kinda reminds of… you know…” Marinette blushed slightly, with a little grin forming on her face. Adrien had no idea what she was talking about.

    Marinette looked at him expectantly, but when his silence continued, her expression shifted to concern.

    “Are you feeling okay?” she asked, standing on her tiptoes to feel his forehead. Adrien flinched away. “You seem a little out of it, Fé.”

    “I’m fine, just… late shoot, you know?” They awkwardly stared at each other until Marinette nervously giggled and suggested, “Well, we should probably head back now, right? Don’t want to keep Maman and Papa waiting.” Adrien nodded in agreement, and they started walking back.

    Adrien thoroughly enjoyed the brunch. Not only was the food phenomenal, but Marinette’s parents were delightful, especially Mr. Dupain and his puns. Adrien would have joined in if he wasn’t pretending to be his brother. Even more than that, though, Marinette’s parents were a great source of information about Marinette’s character. Though they might be considered biased by most counts, their testimony combined with the concern that she had shown for him (when she thought that he was Felix) convinced Adrien that she was a perfect partner for his beloved brother. Now he just had to make it to the end of brunch and he would be home free.

    “Well, thanks for having me, but I should really be going. Goodbye… Nettie.”

    Marinette shot up. “Wait! I mean, you haven’t been feeling well, so going home is probably smart, but… could I show you my latest project first? I’ve wanted to show you all week…” Adrien glanced at the door, weighing the choice in his mind. It would be easier for him to just bolt for the door, but his brother loved Marinette. The most in-character thing for him to do would be to follow her. 

    “Alright.”

    She grabbed his hand and led him up a ladder and threw open a trapdoor. 

    “So, you’ll immediately see all the progress I've made since you last saw it-” she began, but Adrien interrupted.

    “W-wait, this is your room… I…” His face flushed dark red. Marinette narrowed her eyes at him. Her voice was low and threatening, barely above a growl.

    “You’re not Felix.”

woah, my first established relationship fic... and felix isn't even in it. oops

Part 1 (Here) | Part 2 (soon)

@felinettenovember

[acourtofthought]

Tbh it feel to me that feyre and rhys had more sexual tension in their book than nesta and cassian had in theirs

I’m certain elucien will continue to have delicious sexual tension in their book but gwynriel? Worried about that

I agree with your thoughts on Feysand versus Nessian though it made sense for the personality of the characters. Even before Cassian and Nesta got together, she used sex as a coping mechanism and she carried that over once she and Cassian began interacting. When she refused to acknowledge the feelings between them and instead focused on the physical, it was difficult to feel tension building because they didn't spend a lot of time denying themselves, they jumped into things pretty quickly. And it worked for their story, I understand why SJM wrote it the way she did, but that's not my personal favorite trope in romance (I enjoy slow-burn). With Gwynriel, I could see her taking the Rowan / Aelin route. Neither looked at the other in that way for quite awhile. They started at odds and he wouldn't even call her a friend as he was training her at first. (Sounds a bit familiar right? "Wouldn't go so far as to call Gwyn a friend"). Then they ended up sleeping in bed together, but platonically. Really, I don't think book 3 of the TOG series gave us any real sexual tension between the two of them, it wasn't until halfway through book 4 that we started seeing it. I also think we'll see that Az initially tries denying any attraction he might feel for Gwyn because he wants to be respectful of what she went through, not being sure whether she would welcome his thoughts / advances. And really, that would be an excellent setup for those two. First because we've already seen Az in lust. All the times he stared at Mor with heat and yearning, the fact that he was lusting after Elain. Since he came onto the page in book 2, he was fixated on one female then jumped straight to another and I think him first being drawn to Gwyn for who she is and not letting his mind drift to the physical with her is what would make her stand apart from the others. I think when Gwynriel gets together, we might not have seen a lot of sexual tension but their first time might be extremely emotional. First because it will be Gwyn's first time when it was her choice and second because it will be Az's first time with someone he's in love with, who he wants and who wants him in return (if we're going off the logic that while he had sex in the last 500+ years, he never stopped loving Mor therefore did not have real feelings for his hook-ups). Now Elucien...... This one is more difficult for me to predict because we haven't gotten into Elain's mind. I would bet Lucien isn't making a move until Elain gives him a flashing neon sign. Maybe with a marching band thrown into things to really get her message across. He's been struggling with his restraint over the last two years but I bet he'll continue holding himself back out of fear of scaring her away, even after she starts showing interest.

And I don't doubt Elain will hold herself back in the beginning because she was raised to be prim and proper and she's tried holding on to that with both hands after being turned fae. But all those mentions in the book, Feyre trying not to imagine Elain subject to Lucien's fire, Nesta thinking Elain would faint to hear such thoughts, it makes me wonder if Elain behaves in a way that takes us all by surprise. She's the only female who felt the bond snap right away and we know the instincts are difficult for a male to control so maybe she has been going crazy trying to hold herself back from Lucien, distracting herself by ignoring him and instead trying to transfer her feelings onto Az. So maybe she won't last all that long before she can't fight it anymore. Maybe she'll have to perform the Great Rite with Lucien in the beginning and she'll try to convince him she's only doing it for the lands though she's thrilled to finally have a reason to give in. I know there's a lot of conflicting opinions on Elain because SJM has kept her in the dark but I do love how SJM has set her character up for so many possibilities, how nothing is off the table for her because we just don't know.

[zykamiliah]

so sj's aforementioned record of abusing highly talented disciples doesn't matter because the disciples are unnamed characters, right? :)) good to know!

so, as for what the tweet mentions, yes it's definitely implied that qjl finds sj "fun"/amusing, and that he had a reaction at sj's clean appearance. this is captured in both tls, even more in pizziccato's version.

Now that years of grime and dust had been boiled off of him, and because they’d pressed too hard when washing his face and arms, his pale skin glowed with a soft flush, while his wet hair still steamed from the bath. Standing off to the side, neatly dressed, he really did cut a rather pitiful figure. Qiu Jianluo studied him for a long time, head cocked. A strange feeling rose in his heart, alongside a dash of fondness. He even held back the kick he’d planned on giving him. (7seas version)

The filth accumulated through the years had been washed off, his face and limbs slightly flushed because of the rough manhandling. There was some residue warm steam coming from his damp hair. Now that he was dressed properly and obediently standing at one side of the room, he seemed quite pleasing to the eyes. Qiu JianLuo tilted his head and continued to look for quite a while. There was a strange sensation in his chest, along with a feeling of fondness. He was originally going to send out a kick, but decided otherwise. (pizziccato's version)

this, and the fact that sj was smart enough to learn how to write some characters while in the streets, give qjl the idea of marrying his sister to sj so he could keep her by his side. His obsession with his sister is explicitly stated. meanwhile, qjl compares sj to a dog he can play with, a plaything to keep him entertained.

Qiu Haitang loved Shen Jiu very much. If Shen Jiu were properly educated, Qiu Jianluo could turn him into a brother-in-law on the cheap. That didn’t seem bad at all. Then his sister would remain by his side, and he could continue using Shen Jiu for his own amusement. (7seas version)

Qiu HaiTang liked Shen Jiu very much. If he could just educate Shen Jiu properly and turn him into a househusband, wouldn’t it be nice? He’d have his sister by his side and Shen Jiu to keep himself entertained. As long as the slave behaved himself, there would be no harm done to either party. (pizziccato's version)

then we have the implication that he'd made sj do things that "filled sj with disgust"

The older Shen Jiu grew, the more he understood that this person wouldn’t tolerate even the slightest bit of disobedience. His every request was to be obeyed—even if what he heard filled him with indescribable disgust—he knew he must not express it. Only in this way could he avoid a vicious beating. (7seas version)

As Shen Jiu grew up, he came to understand that you can’t defy this person, not in the slightest. No matter what he might say, you must agree to it. Even if you were disgusted, you must never show it on your face, lest you invoke his wrath. (pizziccato's version)

we don't know what those things were, but we can assume they were pretty awful. is there an explicit quote i can point to say "there, that's evidence that sj was SA by qjl"? no, but what's made very explicit is that qjl is a sadistic bastard that enjoys making sj obey him and beating him up, treating him as a misbehaving dog. that could also imply SA. but we don't know, mxtx left it purposely ambiguous, which is pretty evident in both english translations. and this is from sj's own pov.

but whether there was SA or not, the relentless physical abuse is still there, and that's what mxtx makes a point of including in both the main novel and the extra. because that's the important part about what shaped sj's trauma and his personality later on.

so, your previous claim, that SY's narration can't be trusted in this regard bc he didn't know about the SA that was neither confirmed nor denied in the extra from sj's own pov, is void. sy's pov is unreliable in the matter of believing his opinions and the conclusions he jumps to, as no matter how unreliable a narrator is, the writer must still leave clues for the reader to interpret what's happening.

we don't know if he abused other disciples or not

yes, we do, because yue qingyuan's reaction tell us everything

Shen Jiu raised his head and opened his fan, giving it a couple of waves. He squinted to himself, starting to plot something or other. Suddenly, he spoke. “I want that child.” He was staring at Luo Binghe. Yue Qingyuan startled. The original flavor’s unsavory track record in terms of his treatment of highly talented disciples had probably long since spread throughout the entire sect. Now he’d again asked his sect leader for a promising young sprout. So, Shen Qingqiu could understand Yue Qingyuan’s hesitation. It really…required some careful deliberation. Chapter 19: Shen Jiu

and as i said before, this claim that he abused other disciples is never contradicted in any of the extras. if it wasn't a misunderstanding, then it's true.

friendly reminder that luo binghe wasn't the only disciple she jiu abused :)))))) and that even if shen jiu tried to save liu qingge two(2) times he spend ten times that ambushing him and trying to beat him up :)))) that he had a sinister smile on his face when he killed every men in qiu manor :))))) that the "warm thought" that comforted him after he was purchased by qiu jianluo was the image of shiwu dying :))))

[willel]

If I remember correctly you do not exactly ship Byler, right?

If you feel free to talk about this topic, I wanted to ask you something as a non-shipper; would you be okay with Will having a new boyfriend (even if we'll see Will and his boyfriend for a couple of episodes), or would you want him to just get over Mike but ultimately just be happy about himself and accepting himself?

I do not consider Byler possibly happening because i do not think it is going to. That's why I am just asking your opinion without including Byler as a possibility.

Ye, I don't ship any of the ships, though I make some exceptions for Jopper and a bit of Jancy. Now Lumax. Even with those, if they didn't end up together, I would not be bothered so you can see why I'm not sure if I can really call myself a shipper.

At the end of the day, I want these characters to be happy. I want them to feel personally fulfilled. I want them to feel accomplished and self assured. I don't want their happiness to depend on another person being with them romantically. I want them to have achieved SOME happiness, even if it's not ALL the happiness.

I, as a person, do not view having a romantic relationship as the end all be all of happiness. Even for characters whose entire story is about romance, I think there is more to be said about the other things they succeed in doing whether they "get the girl" (or boy) or not.

It doesn't matter to me if Will gets a boyfriend. It doesn't matter to me if El keeps a boyfriend. The "boyfriend" is just one possibility for their happiness, not the ultimate solution. In fact, it's such a tiny fraction that people decide to hone in on for some reason.

What I'm looking for is for Will to feel like he isn't a mistake. For him to feel safe telling his loved ones who he really is. (really hoping for Joyce in this case) For him to not be the third-wheel friend. For him to feel confident to speak his mind sooner before he explodes like he tends to do. I want him to feel like he's someone's first priority in a good way whether it's platonic or romantic. I want him to realize he can keep his old friends AND make new ones, he doesn't have to subject himself to this harsh loneliness.

As I stated in the past, I have no idea what the hell the writers are doing with the Byler/Mileven plot line and I think they already screwed it up beyond repair so I care about it even less now. To me, it looks nothing more than potential teenage drama Teen Wolf style or something. Or should I saw Twilight. Whichever is worse. Not necessarily because that's how it's written, but because of how it's been perceived by the fandom and how everyone has been behaving.

Will's story arc about his sexuality and slowly coming to terms with what he thinks is his place in the world is sad and so very interesting. Not to mention how this supernatural plot is wrapped up in his personal growth and trauma. The actual romantic part of it? Eh.... doesn't pull me. (and neither does El's lovelife)

Having read all that, I'm sure you and others can understand why a lot of people support something like Byler whether it happens or not, but also why there are plenty of other gateways that can lead to Will's happiness that can or won't include another guy. I don't know which is more likely.

I have no idea what the writers are doing with this dumb love triangle bonanza and I could've lived my life without it. I don't know what's going to happen. I'm not looking forward to the conclusion. I just know when season 5 hits, I will be blocking all the ship tags. My opinion doesn't matter at all. No ones does except the writing team and their whiteboard.

I'd like to leave off with this. Something I like to reiterate on all posts like this. CANON DOESN'T MATTER. If you ship a ship, then ship it. It's your business and no one else. No one can tell you what to like. There is no law on the books that you can only ship canon. I ship one of the biggest non-canon ships in history probably and we're chill and minding our own business even with canon people constantly spamming us or stealing our content for themselves.

So I'm just sayin', whatever side of this silly war you are on, you'll be way better off not bothering the other side and enjoying your own ship to the very end.

[keijislove]

Hi babe! I was wondering if I could request a Tony Stark x daughter reader? With lots of angst and her being locked in her room because she’s being bullied for her darker skin

(I understand if you’re not comfortable with this)

Safe Place: Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader

I think this turned out a bit longer than I expected.

Sorry :(

I hope you like this, I don’t really have a lot of experience with this matter, so I hope I captured the emotions right!

I AM APOLOGISING IN ADVANCE, THE HURTFUL COMMENTS MENTIONED HERE ARE NOT ONES I WOULD EVER USE IN MY LIFETIME.

GIRL, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL JUST THE WAY YOU ARE – YOU DON’T NEED DIMWITS LIKE RACISTS TO DEFINE BEAUTY. YOU WANT THE DEFINITION OF BEAUTY, GO LOOK IN THE MIRROR.

PUT A STOP TO RACISM.

WARNINGS: Slight EXTREMELY racial comments, mentions of death, toxic relationship, angst, Tony being a little... well, Tony.

Being Tony Stark’s daughter was nearly everyone’s dream. Well, everyone you’d come across at school, anyway. It seemed rational from their point of view – big house, big bedroom, expensive branded clothing, basically an overall exquisite lifestyle coupled with fame of being his daughter which was sure to earn popularity points anywhere and everywhere. A man rolling in that amount of money would make a great dad... right?

You thought differently. Which was one of the main reasons you did not tell anyone who your father really was and your teachers understood your predicament and played along to your story of being an ordinary girl with no scope for coolness whatsoever.

Your mother had met your father a long, long time ago – when Tony was still in university. Of course, he’d left her before he even knew she was pregnant, and they never saw each other again. You didn’t exactly love your life as his daughter. In fact, from what your mother had told you, he was (in your vision) a complete monster whom your mother had the sad misfortune to meet.

It was her untimely death that had forced you to go live with the man who was the reason you were born and the man who ruthlessly left your mother to fend for herself and a baby. You had tried for foster care, but the agents told you that your father was still alive and more than capable of taking care of you – being the famous Tony Stark and all.

So it would suffice to say that Tony was lowkey shocked when you turned up at his doorstep one day with a grudging expression and declarations of being his daughter. He actually didn’t believe you at first and asked you to piss off which confirmed your earlier assumptions about his character – asshole. After you’d snapped at him and showed him all the legal documentations stating that you two were blood-related as father-daughter after all, Tony was even more shocked than earlier.

Though he would rather die than admit it, he felt sad after seeing your fourteen-year-old self standing at his doorstep. He’d missed your birth, your first steps, your first words, he even missed helping you with homework in preschool – basically all precious moments you enjoy with a child. But you made it pretty clear that you didn’t want to be here – something that made Tony’s already overlarge pride swell like a bullfrog and stopped him from ever getting close to you. While you were busy thinking he didn’t want you, you overlooked a small detail – he took you in.

If anyone had the power to bribe an adoption agency to get rid of their kid, it was Anthony Stark, yet he never gave you away. The simple explanation (that he would never, in a million years, admit it to you) was that he didn’t want to lose you – around the only blood-related family he had left.

And so began your life as Y/N Stark. It functioned surprisingly well for your expectations. Pepper was really nice to you and those few occasions when the Avengers came over, you were able to talk to Natasha about ‘girl things’, her presence reminding you of the mother you had lost only too young. You sometimes even asked Bruce for help with homework, too proud yourself to go to Tony. Overall, you stayed out of his way while he stayed out of yours – an arrangement you were both satisfied with.

The worst part was that you never talked. Ever. You would wake up and walk to school, refusing Jarvis’ continued protests of letting you use the self-driving car, came home the same way where you did your homework and grabbed a snack before you ‘father’ came back upstairs from his little man cave in the basement and a small ‘good-evening’ passed between you two as you went your separate ways. This cycle repeated itself every day. Recently, your life at school hadn’t been going great.

You’d known that your skin tone was a notch darker than the others at your school – something you had gotten from your mother – and this was not something you really cared about. That’s when they started coming – the comments. What were originally small, snide retorts of ‘wash your face, ew!’ (A/N: I AM SO SORRY) had now escalated to them calling you obscene names you’d never heard before and asking you to leave ‘their’ school

Which was why, instead of being at school today, you were locked in your bedroom, sobbing into your pillow.

It had started out as a very unusual morning. After getting comments hurled at you left right and centre the previous day, you’d had enough. You’d woken up and declared to Jarvis that you were skipping school and he was to, under no circumstances, notify your father about this. After that you tried to eat some cereal, but the bubbling dread in your stomach made it taste like dry carpet, so you gave up and stomped into your room, locking the door before flinging yourself onto the bed and crying your heart out.

It was in times like these that you felt the need for something – a gaping hole in your chest. It seemed foolish to even admit it to yourself, but you really wanted someone like a parent. Someone who listened to your problems and comforted you accordingly, someone who actually cared about you. And since Tony Stark filled neither of these requirements, you gave up the foolish dream and sunk, once again, into your self-fashioned depths of misery.

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Tony casually sipped on his wine, putting one last screw into place to make the latest piece he was testing out. As he powered the device on, it vibrated for a moment before the words ‘model failed’ appeared on the screen Tony was examining.

He swore loudly and shoved it ungracefully aside before running his hands through his hair. There had been many an occasion where Tony seriously considered going to your room to just say something to you that wasn’t a monotonous ‘good evening’ or ‘the milk’s finished’ or something else like that. He wanted to talk to you. To you.

He wanted to get to know the real Y/N – what you were like when you weren’t too busy being bold and refusing to appear vulnerable. As if reading his thoughts, Jarvis’ voice filled the room suddenly.

“Sir, I do believe that Ms Stark is currently locked inside her bedroom. She refused to go to school just this morning.”

“What?” Tony exclaimed, “Why, did she tell you anything else?”

“Just this, Sir, along with a few obscene warnings of not informing you about this occurrence. If I recall correctly, Ms Stark told me she would rip out my sockets with her bare hands had I come to you.”

Ignoring the small smirk that was growing on his lips at the thought of you behaving exactly as he would, Tony wiped his tired hands on a nearby cloth before sprinting out the door and up the stairs to your bedroom.

He knocked on the door.

“Go away Pepper, not in the mood,” came your muffled voice. It was weak and raw – evidently, you had been crying.

Ignoring the poking feeling of dread bubbling in his stomach, Tony knocked again.

“Open up, kid, it’s me,” he shouted.

“Definitely not in the mood, thanks.”

Tony sighed. This was exactly what he had tried so hard to avoid –turning out like his own father. Not knowing how to deal with a daughter properly, he just let you go about your business as you wanted, hoping that it would yield better results than what his childhood had been like. Now, looking back at how much he’d neglected you, he suddenly realised that he had done the exact thing he was afraid of – hurt you.

“Y/N Y/M/N Stark, open the door. Please.”

Perhaps it was the please at the end or the way he acknowledged you as his living, breathing daughter for the first time that made you stagger limply over to the door and push it open.

Your eyes were puffy, red and swollen from bawling nonstop and your brows were knitted into a disapproving frown. It broke Tony’s heart to see you like this.

“Listening,” you sniffed, crossing your arms.

“Okay, why don’t you sit down,” Tony frowned slightly.

You gave another hearty sniff and led him to your bed where you flopped down and watched as he took a seat beside you.

You both sat in a very painful, deafening silence for the next few minutes.

“You didn’t go to school today,” Tony casually remarked as you played with your pillow, refusing to meet his eyes.

“I did,” you said simply.

“Wanna tell me what’s going on?” Tony offered.

“I really don’t,” you admitted as he burst out laughing and you gave a grudging giggle despite yourself.

“Seriously, kid,” Tony said in an undertone, “You’ve gotta open up a bit more. I mean, it’s been like what, two years since you moved here and you never bother telling me what’s going on. And look where that got you – come on, tell me what’s going on. Is it school?”

“Partially,” you quietly said to which he cocked an eyebrow.

“Completely,” you amended, sighing, “Kids, you know, they’re just being – well, mean.”

“Okay,” Tony nodded slightly, “You want to talk about it?”

“They... they make fun of me,” you admitted, “About – about my skin colour and stuff. And I know I’m being stupid, getting upset over this –”

“It’s not stupid,” Tony broke in, “It’s not stupid at all. Nothing gives anyone a right to talk to you that way.”

“Try telling that to them!” you burst out, final letting go of the pent-up emotions you’d been holding for days, “What did I ever do to them – it’s not my fault I look like this, maybe if I could choose what to look like, I’d choose something they want! Just about everyone seems to have a problem – what the hell do they expect me to do? It’s unjust, unfair, unsettling and unkind, but of course they don’t care, do they?!”

Tony didn’t even flinch throughout your entire outburst until you broke down and tears began rapidly pouring out of your eyes once more.

“Hey, hey, stop, listen to me,” Tony sternly said, seizing your shoulders and turning you to face him.

“You’re a Stark,” he said, gazing you dead in the eyes, “You are beautiful, you’re smart and you’re kind. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

This was too much for you to handle and you started sobbing again – sobs of partial happiness and partial guilt that didn’t look like they would stop anytime soon.

“Come here, kid,” was all Tony could say as he pulled you into a hug, allowing you to sob into his shirt while he stroked your hair, trying to calm you down.

“I’m sorry if I’ve ever been mean to you,” you whispered finally.

“It’s okay, kid,” Tony murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “I’m sorry I haven’t been a great father all this time.”

You two sat in a now comfortable silence, occasionally clearing your throats or sniffling a bit before Tony finally spoke.

“If anyone says that to you again, I will have them cut up and fed to the fish in my house in Malibu.”

“Thanks, dad.”

[buckyownsmylife]

Give your heart a break - Chris Evans smut

The one where Chris is a biker and decided he wants to start your forever.

Warnings: I’m gonna tag this as dubcon just to be safe, Chris definitely crosses a line without proper consent, breeding kink, biker!Chris AU, bondage, (belt used to restrain hands), dirty talk

A/N:  this is for my own birthday celebration challenge! Like I explained here, I’m going to try to fill every single AU I listed with the characters I picked for the challenge, and since the deadline if May 27, these fics will be posted randomly, as I finish them. Hope you guys like it!

Chris’ P.O.V.

“Hey, baby!” The smile she opened up when she turned around to see it was truly me who had just arrived at her coffee shop made my heart beat faster than it ever did while I was away from her.

I guess the adrenaline the bike used to give me was nothing compared to her effect on me.

“What are you doing here?” She exclaimed, jumping on my waiting arms so I could twirl her around, like I always did after we spent some time apart. She looked just the same, which comforted my heart somewhat.

I hated leaving her, but this nomadic lifestyle I’d chosen for myself long before we ever met would never work for her. It’s why she always resisted accepting any kind of labels to what we shared.

That was all about to change, though. Even if she still didn’t realize it.

“What? Can’t I stop by to visit my best girl?” Her smile became even bigger at the pet name. It was the indication I needed of her true feelings. She wanted to be mine, she really just couldn’t handle the biker lifestyle.

“Of course, you can. I just wasn’t expecting you, that’s all. Sit down, I’ll bring your usual order!” I watched as she fixed me a black coffee and picked a muffin with great care before bringing it to me. I had no doubt it was the warmest one on the tray. “Will you be sticking around for tonight?”

I could see the glint of hope and desire in her eyes. I knew that even though she didn’t want to be tied down to me, she hadn’t looked for pleasure in anyone else ever since I first kissed her. And even though I was sure she thought differently, neither had I.

She owned my heart ever since we met. There was no one else I’d rather have underneath my body. “I think you’ll soon realize I’ll be sticking around for a lot longer.”

Her eyes lit up at that, excitement clear in her features. “A whole week?” She’d been asking me for that for as long as I’ve known her, and I’d never been able to stick through the whole seven days. There was always some shipment to assess, brothers to help.

This time, nothing would force me away from her.

“You’ll see.” She rolled her eyes at my attempt at keeping a mystery, and I know what was going on through her pretty little head. I was already too secretive as it was, there was no need for more hiding. But I had a plan, and I was going to stick to it.

“I’ll be right here until it’s time to lock up. I’ll walk you home, how does that sound?” The way the corner of her eyes crinkled as she smiled at me was enough of a response, yet she gave me one anyway.

“Perfect.”

Y/N’s P.O.V.

“Stop that.” The order startled me, too lost in the haze of lust to realize that he’d stripped down to his boxers, finally noticing that I’d climbed on the bed and had been playing with myself while I waited for him to join me.

Usually, I’d immediately follow his directions - almost instinctively, actually. It was probably some remaining fear that used to exist inside of me when I saw him on his bike just outside my shop, before I decided to give him a chance and began this little adventure between us…

I never wanted to see his anger directed at me. But tonight, I was feeling brave for whatever reason. Maybe it was because of how much I had missed him this time we spent apart and how I unconsciously resented him for always leaving. We’d never have an actual relationship, and it was all because of him.

So maybe that awoke the brat in me, because all I gave him was a smirk, keeping the movements on my clit as I watched him watch me. “I don’t think you deserve that,” I taunted, taking notice of the way he seemed transfixed by the wetness gathered on my lower lips, until I stopped my movements and raised my hand to slather it on my lips.

“You’ve left me all alone so many nights, with only these fingers as company…” I returned them to the apex of my thighs, pushing them inside of me this time, making sure to exaggerate my moan at the relieving sensation of being filled. “I think you deserve to suffer for a while longer.”

He looked so beautiful with his eyebrows furrowed, the length of his eyelashes and the pinkness of his lips almost making me overlook how threatening he still looked, all tatted up, clearly disappointed in me.

“Stop it,” he warned once more, but I wasn’t in a submissive mood. Not tonight.

“Why should I?” I argued, fucking myself faster. “I’m not yours. You can’t boss me around.” That was the wrong thing to say, I realized the second his eyes darkened, jaw clenching at my defiance. He was on me in a second, easily gathering my wrists in one of his hands as he pulled them up in the direction of the headboard, and it was only when I felt the leather around them that I realized he’d picked up his belt to tie me to bed.

“Yes, you are,” he breathed out against my face, eyes looking directly in mine to show me just how serious he was. “And you should know better than to disobey me.” The authoritative tone in his voice had me shivering, especially after he pulled away and stopped covering my body with his, taking advantage of how I was bound to the bed to drink in my naked figure.

“I promise I’ll behave,” I tried to argue, legs flailing around his figure until he grabbed them. “I-I just missed you, that’s all.” The way his huge, rough hand felt on the inside of my thighs should be illegal. And he knew just how much it affected me, as he smirked and looked up at me from under his eyelashes with a knowing glint in his gaze.

“Don’t you trust me?” He questioned, head tilted as his thumb slipped and found place right over my nub. “I just want to make you feel good, sugar.” I hesitated for a moment - I hadn’t really experimented with any sort of kinky sex before, even though I expected him to try something unusual ever since the first time we were together. Guess this was starting small. I could take it.

Besides, I needed him too fucking badly.

“Yeah?” He confirmed after I nodded, tone almost patronizing as he kept rubbing me and playing with himself. “Got yourself wet and ready for me, won’t need to prepare you, huh? Guess your disobedience has it’s advantages.”

All I could do was whimper, especially when he finally leaned over me again, resting his hard cock over my navel. “Feel this?” He asked, and I nodded once more. “It’s about to be inside of you, pretty girl.”

And so he grasped my hips and adjusted himself to start pushing in, spearing me open. Having him for the first time after a while was always a challenge, and although he always took it slow to get me used to him again, he was never one to give me time to accept the intrusion. He just took his time, thrusting in and out, taking note of every little moan that I released as his hips pressed against mine.

“Oh, fuck…” I groaned, wanting to wrap my arms around him but unable to do so, due to my restraints. “T-that f-feels s-so good!” I was positively trembling as he started to pick up his pace, cocky smile only adding to my arousal.

“Oh, yeah?” He panted, drops of sweat starting to form on his naked body from the frantic activity. “Then fucking scream it, sweetheart. Tell your entire neighborhood how good it feels to have my cock inside of you.”

I must have obeyed him, from the way my throat felt hoarse when I finally came back from my orgasm, but I couldn’t remember it. I was too far gone. All I knew, all I could focus on was the way it felt to have his cock rhythmically dragging in and out of me, the sounds of my juices reverberating off the walls.

“Pretty little pussy,” he complimented, eyes focused on the part of me he was so obsessed with. “Can’t wait to fill it up with my cum.” Well, that jolted me back into reality, suddenly pulling on his belt again.

“W-what?” Only when he heard my question and the hesitation in my voice did he raise his gaze to meet my eyes, a patient smile defining his expression.

“C’mon, pretty girl… You know you want it too. Don’t you want an ‘us’?” He urged while I could only stare back, mouth agape. “You know I want more, I’ve always wanted more. Now I’m ready to give it to you. And I know you want me too.”

His voice was soothing against my ear as he kept fucking me, “You want to be round with my baby, don’t you? You want me to keep you filled all day long, until your breasts are heavy and your belly starts growing, so everyone will know you’re now undeniably mine.”

And to be his is all I’d ever wanted, but I never expected it to happen like this. I could only watch, frozen in place as he came deep inside of me, moaning right by my ear before kissing my temple.

“I love you, sweetheart.” He’d never said those words to me before. I don’t think he’d ever said them to anyone. “I know it’s fucked up that I’m only now telling you this, but I do. And I wanna fall asleep next to you every day from now on.”

And so he kept me plugged, full of his cum even as he released my wrists and lulled me to sleep, and for the next seven days, when I woke up in the morning, he was really still there.

“You’re really here to stay,” I whispered on the eight night, cradling his face in amazement as he smiled before kissing my palm.

“Forever.”

[x-pair-o-dice-x]

Are there any characters that you haven’t talked about yet in By Nature?

And do you have any info you can share about the other Rovenger colonies and their potential interactions with Borrowers?

Sorry, I’m not the best at coming up with questions-

Have some Pizza 🍕

thanks for the pizza!! and you’re fine,, don’t worry — i’m not the best with questions,, either,, fkfjfkfj.

i.. think i’ve at least mentioned all the main characters that will be playing a role in the main story(aside from two people, but who knows whether or not i’ll retcon the particular storyline they appear in),,, but i suppose i haven’t talked much about karl and quackity? everyone else has been mentioned in at least a couple posts, but those two, i’ve only mentioned in one.

so.. there ain’t much on them right now, at least, not anything that wouldn’t dive into spoiler territory. but i can share a few things!

quackity and karl are both avian-based borrowers, ones who live in a forest. they travel together, and are quite close with one another. i’d say they both probably have the beginnings of a crush on the other, though neither realize it yet at this point.

and they don’t really have the chance to, when one of them ends up getting captured by strange, yet strong creatures.

you see, quackity’s wings are based off of a duck’s — what kind of duck, i am unsure of as of right now, but the main thing to focus on is that.. he’s not exactly well suited for camouflage.

but it’s not as if karl, with the rainbow wings of a lilac-breasted roller bird, is any better.

with his colorful feathers, the creatures can easily spot the borrower as he tries to hide, and they snatch him up effortlessly.

quackity, meanwhile, is both terrified, and outraged at how they captured his friend. yet, even through his high-strung emotions, he can tell that trying to go after them right now is a terrible idea, one that would end in both of their captures.

so instead, he hides in the trees, and follows the creatures back to their base, in hopes to eventually free his friend.

now, for your second question,, i believe that, just like how borrower societies vary, so do rovenger colonies. there is no one right way for a rovenger colony to behave(though there are ethical lines that most wouldn’t cross *cough cough*).

this is just me saying that i don’t actually have an answer for this since my eyes have only really been on one rovenger colony. and let me tell you, it is.. not the best example for one.

not all rovengers live in colonies, just like how not all borrowers live together, either. take, for example,, sam and ponk, or the other rovenger-borrower pair they meet. they travel around for a bit, not confined to any one area. sometimes rovengers travel alone, and other times they have a small group.

as for their interactions with borrowers, i’ve talked about this before! most rovengers don’t know borrowers exist, and vice versa, but of those who do, i’d say they tend to get along well! maybe there’s a few stray rovengers that treat ‘em like pests, but overall, i’d say that, if given the chance, they’d treat a borrower like an equal.