#god i hope this makes sense and isnt just rambling

[im-smart-i-swear]

Does Jiro has ghost like abilities (possession, ability to levitate things, etc etc) or does she just live in Shiro's head?

when i created this au, i thought the best option would be for her to be unable to interact with the physical world in any way(including possesion), beacuse i really wanted to lean into her isolation and how it affects her....... and while thats something i still want to emphasise here, lately ive been toying with the idea of jiro being able to impact the physical world somehow(though it still being fairly limited). i think letting her have some control could have a lot of potential! buuuut i also have no idea what abilities i want her to have lol

For now i think im not gonna give her any telekinetic abilities, bc i feel like it would be giving her too much power......... if she could throw shit, shed go APESHIT with it. it would made things too easy for her. i'm sorry babygirl but i'm NOT giving you the possibilty to throw knives and other sharp objects, i dont trust you to not kill someone:/

i really like the idea of her being able to temporarily posses her old body in certain circumstances tho- maybe when shiros uncouncious?? or like when hes is very tired or heavily injured she can kind of 'squeeze through' and take control back for a few minutes???? idk. i think this could be a very cool ability to give her- it cant be frequently used but can also be very helpful, and also theres so much potential for ✨shenanigans✨here>:) oh god i could put these fuckers in so many Situations with this..........

uhhh. so basically i think all of her influence on the physical world are through shiro. shes here bc of her connection to her old body, and thus its the only way for her to interact with anyone besides him- and shes NOT HAPPY about this(neither is shiro).

[truethes]

@yeonban requests: ❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜ / Gear & Ash… OH…

an assortment of dialogue prompts. ( accepting! )

he's reminded of the first films he'd seen, back when he'd first woken up; the usual daytime dribble, a subtle kind of will they / won't they that haunts every stage of the narrative, far too contrived for a man who has long since ignored parts of his own emotions to fully comprehend others and it was there, on such an uneventful day that he'd come face to face with the endurance that's better known as love without running for the first time. he can't remember the exact in's and outs of the plot, scenes revolving letters and wars and lovers reuniting despite the looming end of their road yet he does remember how unrealistic he had deemed it's tragic ending to be, if not how he'd consider it to only be a concept meant for a story book or a bigger screen and it's something indescribably discomposing, increasingly humbling in the reality that has followed to prove such thoughts cannot be further from the truth.

' i'll wait until you tell me about yourself on your own ' / ' if it's your voice, it will reach him, right? ' / ' a promise where you become each others strength when you're going through a bad time. i believe that's how it should be! ' ━━ sudden phrases, spoken into conversations that weren't always supposed to include him, smothered against his senses like a confessional that forces him to rethink his point of view at the bare minimum or manages to push him forward in a way that even sloth cannot hide from. telling, his imperative attempts at admittance; he would have been able to successfully dissociate himself from them if he hadn't taken such an expected, predictable, route from the day he'd first woken up. ' it's thinking simply ', mahiru had reminded him once, listening to his honesty once their busy summer days had turned into nights; he hadn't considered himself of thinking in any way but, couldn't fully compute as to why anyone else would wait despite all the signs pointing to it being over / the inevitable end that comes alongside all things that remain good and honestly, that is partly where his problems lie: the actuality in which the truth paves it's way between one's self imposed lies. that the life, heart, soul he'd severed was never entirely his own, leaving shards in the hands of another who manages to keep them safe even if their hands bleed when it's the only piece of you they have to go on living with. disorienting, unnerving, he'd never seen it before.

or at least, didn't want to imagine he did.

' promise me you'll still be here when i wake up ' and how can he voice that it's those words that take him back? that such a saying that has him speechless? there's a voice in his head that suggests gear may have muttered it in his sleep ( except from all the evidence that proves otherwise. from the golden eyes that continue to gaze in his direction, the faded light of the bedroom echoing a warm golden hue around them, the pillow beneath gear's head they'd both plumped up together and the blanket laying by his feet as he prepares for another nights sleep; he can tell, and that's what prompts him to voice some kind of reply back ) and he's trying his best not to delay his himself too much on his reply yet it subdues him with the reminder that he's always had it. not just the type of love that endures, but the films being some reflection towards his own unspoken reality, it's unspoken truth that it's always come in the form of gear. has always, in a way, been a part of gear, and the telltale part of his heart that knows what it wants to wish for in return:

❛  ok. ❜ he replies, a sudden response only tangible against the click of the light switch he turns off / ❛  ok. ❜ the sole echo in a dark expanse that works if only to amplify the silence within the room following the closure of the door now behind them.

he doesn't offer another word, speaks with his actions instead: shifting if only just to rest his body on the now empty space on the bed beside the werewolf, arm once guided to the doorknob now wrapping its way around his waist if only to pull him closer, chest to chest, hand pressed ever so gently against gear's back. how trusting it is to ask this of a man who has already agreed to promises he couldn't keep, a man who embodies the term 'sloth' to the point of only showing up once he needs something / how trusting it is to ask this, towards the man who knows the words he wishes to say back yet hasn't quite worked out how to say them, despite the way they press so urgently upon his tongue, swelling up against his chest with the intention of filling every crevice between their hearts. ' promise me you'll still be here when i wake up ' he could promise he'd never leave, he thinks. that the man who lays beside him now regrets his past choices just as much as he has been made to relive them, knowing that the pain of a stab to the chest is far minuscule to the nights where the truth wrecked havoc against his bones. ' this is home to me ' , he thinks, ' you are home to me ' and, well, that's more than thought enough to leave him speechless. that's thought enough to have him rest a hand to the back of the werewolves head and pull him closer, forehead to forehead and to the fact that all those confusing yet conflicting scenes would only be understood once he'd placed himself in their lovestruck shoes, he can only attempt a confused sort of hum.

if he'd heard such a prospect all those months ago, he wouldn't have allowed himself to believe it as the truth.

❛  ... i promise. ❜ ash replies, following up with the press of his lips against gear's own if only in an attempt to help exchange the enormity of his own endearment. he wants this to come out as earnest, for once, he wishes to exchange his truth. ❛  with the forever i can give you, i promise. ❜ which sounds a little dramatic, he worries, yet even such emotions cannot swallow the way his heart manages to skip a beat on it's own accord. because what can he say, in which gear would not deserve to know? the sole holder of every unnamed, fragile thing that has managed to occupy ash's heart throughout the years. he presses their foreheads back together, ever so gently. something of a smile begins to spread across his features, as he allows for more pieces of his honesty to come through, as if to say: this time, i always will.

[limerlove]

❝ YES TO HEAVEN ❞ ✶ ABBY ANDERSON !

"CEO!ABBY DRABBLE"

★⠀warning y disclaimers — eighteen+, wlw sex, mommy!kink, fem!reader, poc!friendly (PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF IT ISNT AND I WILL EDIT), bi!reader, riding abby like a cowgrl, dom!abby, cheating!reader (not on abby), ceo coded!abby, strap r!receiving, abby having a dirty fucking mouth, mention of future voyeriusm, praise!kink if you blink, brief of mention of ass eating.

RAYNE RAMBLES ★ first abby!smut. this is very sloppy and i literally wrote this in less than an hour. it is what it is. hope you enjoy! please reblog if you like it.

You had a boyfriend. Maybe there should be guilt weighing heavily on you, yet it was nowhere to be found. God, you couldn't locate a bone in your body regretting it, not now — you didn’t think ever. He worked for her for fuck sake. 

Yet, as she had you on her bed, riding her cock while the party remained downstairs, not a pretty thought racing through this head of yours. All you could think about was her. Big, calloused hands on your waist, guiding you into a rhythm as she bucked her hips upwards into yours. 

“Abby, fuck, baby, you feel so good.” Your tits bounced for her, nipples she had teased and sucked, nearly making you cum with her tongue alone. The blonde couldn’t help but tweak them with a twist of her fingers, reveling in the moan you offered on a silver platter.  

“This is all I wanna do, all day. ‘Jus ride you.” You slurred out to Abby. She could hear how much she was affecting you. Your wet cunt crying from being fucked. She just wanted to eat you out again, and she would. Certainly not before she had you come again. 

“Yeah, pretty girl? We can make that happen.” You moaned out her name as she hit a particular spot, one your boyfriend couldn’t even find in his dreams. 

“You know what I want?” Before you knew it, Abby grabbed your phone and dialed your boyfriend’s number. “I want you to talk about to your boyfriend while I fuck my favorite cunt. you can do that for me, right? My good girl.” 

“Hi, hun.” Your grip remained on the phone as you half-heartedly gave a response as Abby positioned you on all fours, before sinking back into you. Eyes rolling to the back of your head as she did. 

“H-hi, sweetheart.” Abby was relentless as she fucked you, slowly pulling out until only the head of her cock was in, until she slammed all of her back in one thrust. Tears brought to your eyes as you tried to focus on the man you claimed to love, the sweet, dumb boy he always is. 

"Thank god you called, baby. Been looking for you everywhere.” Abby leaned her massive frame over you, kissing the back of your neck softly. as her pace increased, you felt so full of her, her hands slapping your ass now and then, knowing what the fuck that did to you.

“Yeah?” The question came out as a moan, more than a question. Abby giggled in your ear, knowing you were far too cock drunk to respond to her.

“Of course. Sorry. I worry just because of my boss, Abby.”

“Oh, really?” You questioned as Abby pulled away from you, hands gripping your waist as she settled into a rhythm you could barely handle. Intensely, pounding into over and over, at her mercy.

You were sure you were biting so harshly on your lip that you could taste the iron. 

“It’s stupid, really.” What was stupid was how easily Abby was manhandling you, her perfect little fuck toy bent to her will. She was moaning your name now, her heavy breath stuttering as the strap rubbed against her, and god, you could have cum right there.

“W-what is?” Now abby was thumbing your clit as her hips punished you. Fully settled in your pussy, as she fucks the sense right out of you.

“The guys at work told me to watch out for her. As soon as they saw the picture of you I kept on my desk, they said you were her type.”

Your boyfriend started rambling on but then Abby was whispering in your ear, “He’s not fucking wrong. I fucked this pussy the first day we met.” 

Abby’s filthy mouth leaves you light-headed and breathless.

“The darling boyfriend doesn't even know we fucked on his bed, does he? I guess you couldn’t tell him my pussy on yours feels better than his dick ever could. That would not be very nice, would it? My good fucking girl." 

Truly, after she whispered her sultry words you were gone. On the entire face of this god forsaken planet, you wouldn't be redeemed now. 

“So close, baby,” you murmured, forgetting he could hear you.

“What?” You asked. 

“Fuck. God.” The moans ripped out by her cock were music to her ears. 

“S-sorry, I meant, so close to being done here. I’ll meet you by the car?”

“Of course. see you soon, hun.”

As soon as you hung up, you threw the phone across the bed, and Abby pulled you up until you practically sat on her meaty thighs as she fucked you.

Her experienced hands grabbing onto your breasts, heavy in her hand as she felt your body convulse around her. Feeling yourself become closer and closer to your peak.

Her hips snapping harshly as she fucked you, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as she did. She applied more pressure to your clit, her thumb rubbing circles having you cry out the name she craved to hear.

“Mommy, please let me come. Fuck, I need it so bad.”

“I bet you do, pretty. but make me a promise?”

“Yes, mommy. Whatever you want. I’ll do fucking anything. I just want to come for you. Be your good girl.”

“Next time I’m going to eat out your beautiful ass in front of him. Wanna Give him a lesson on how you like it. Then I’m going to show him how you love to eat mommy’s pussy. would you like that baby? wanna eat my cum right in front of him?”

“Fuck, yes. Holy fuck.” Your body dropped, face first as white ropes of cum coated her cock, your body twitching violently. Abby still fucked you through it. 

“I’m coming, oh fuck. God, mommy, your cock feels so good.”

“You like that?” Her giggle taunted you. Making you love her for it. “I know you do, baby.”

“My legs spread out for you, pussy wet and ready. I can see it now. do you think he’ll cry? I hope he does.” she laughs cruelly.

“Now, come show Mommy how grateful you are.”

“But, he’ll come looking for me.”

“Yeah, I know.”

[my-my-my]

I don't know what the hell happened, anon, but I lost your request 😭, but thankfully I saved it in my word document!

Request: Hii! (english isnt my first language) I discovered you while in search of bleach ff and oh my god you best believe that i binge read every single one of them. And in your ruled you had said that you would write for ichigo if he's an adult in accordance to the timeline.

So if its okay with you can i request for husband Ichigo! With a bit chubby reader.ichigo having a thing for breeding, and now their child 6-7 (I'll let you specify the gender) and seeing his kid playing by himself in his room just did something to him,so reader is in for a long night, mostly soft love making was what i was hoping for if it's okay with you

If you're not comfortable with this then you don't have to write it, or if it's too specific you can write it your own way!! My man ichigo needs more fanfictions 😭😭

Summary: The rare times Ichigo has to travel for work, leaves him missing his family terribly. This return home was no exception.

CW: MDNI! Adult Ichigo, breeding.

Ichigo’s work afforded him the comfort and privilege to work from home, but every so often, he was asked to visit a publishing house, conference, or something, that would take him away from home. And they would be long events, which was one of the few frustrating things about his job.

But he did love coming back home and seeing the two of you, and today was no exception. Ichigo smiled at the passing scenery as he made his way home from the airport. Ichigo wasn’t particularly good at planning surprises, but he had given you a much later arrival time. He wanted to surprise you at home.

The taxi dropped him off in front of his house, with blooming flowers greeting him. Even though it was only two weeks that had passed, the flowers you had planted had already begun to bloom. Ichigo didn’t have much of a green thumb, but he and your child were adamant on helping.

He fished for his keys, unlocking the door, and he could hear the two of you laughing about something. Ichigo quietly closed the door and crept upstairs to the playroom.

He watched in amusement as he heard his child rambling a nonsensical story, but you held on to every word, asking them questions. They would pick up toys and reenact scenes, as you played along with them. The two of you were lost in your own bubble, unaware of Ichigo watching in amusement.

“Can I join in on this story too?” Ichigo asked, a hint of laughter in his voice. Before he could even react, he saw a whirlwind of hair and a shriek before his child clung on to his leg.

“When did you come in?!” You asked, “I was going to get you!” Ichigo bent down and picked up his child, holding them comfortably in his arms.

“I might’ve lied,” Ichigo chuckled, “I wanted to come home early and surprise you guys.” Bending down and kissing you on the forehead.

“Gross, daddy!” The two of you laughed as your child scrambled out of Ichigo’s arms.

“You must be exhausted,” you murmured, kissing Ichigo softly on the lips. Your child was off playing with another toy, unaware. “Why don’t you take a nap, I’ll make us some dinner.”

Ichigo grabbed your hand, pulling you into an embrace, “nah, why don’t we order in?” He squeezed your body firmly. You nodded into his chest, feeling a sense of calm at his presence. It might have been two weeks, but his absence felt so much longer for you.

Dinner was a quick affair, as you watched in amusement as Ichigo and your child argued over dinner. Ramen or sushi was the debate, and unfortunately for Ichigo, ramen was the winner. You looked at the two of them in enjoyment as they competed on who can slurp their noodles the fastest.

The soft, dimming light of your kitchen table, the laughter in the room, the warm air, it made you feel content. You never knew parenthood would bring you this feeling, but watching Ichigo wipe the mess off his child’s face and help feed them, it made your heart flutter.

“I’m full.” Your child exclaimed, pushing away their bowl. You laughed at Ichigo’s reaction.

“Ok, ok. Let daddy finish his dinner. I’ll help you clean up.” Your child gleefully smiled as you helped them out of their seat. Ichigo watched tenderly as you cleaned your child’s face, the way your face lit up into a soft smile as you took gentle care of them.

“Let me finish up here, and I’ll read you a bedtime story.” Ichigo smiled. “Why don’t you pick out a book for me?” Your child’s eyes shone brightly at the suggestion.

“But you have to brush your teeth first! You know the rules.” You chided. You held their hand as you helped them get ready for their bedtime routine.

Ichigo loved hearing your soft, hushed voice when you spoke to your child. It wasn’t one filled with fear or whimpering, but a quiet confidence. Your voice was a calming wave to the both of them. So if it were any other night, he would have gladly listened to you read your child to sleep, but tonight he would do it. He held the worn-out book, it’s corners soft and faded, as he read. It didn’t take too long for your child to fall asleep.

And like clockwork, his body ached for you and the bed, almost as if a rope was pulling him to the bedroom. You had finished your own nighttime routine and were about to get into bed, when Ichigo wrapped his arms tightly around you.

“You missed me that much?” Your muffled voice asked, face implanted on Ichigo’s firm chest.

“You have no idea” Ichigo murmured into your hair. “Coming home” he drawled, his embrace tightening, “and seeing you be a natural at this…”

You lifted your face up from his chest, giving a confused look.

Ichigo’s face turned red, “it’s been a lonely few weeks” he admitted, bashfully.

You cupped Ichigo’s face and reached up to kiss him softly. The man was passionate, intense and dedicated in all areas of his life, and the bedroom was no exception, but you felt something different tonight.

There was a quiet sense of calm in the air. Ichigo picked you up, gently laying you on the bed. He took off his shirt before pulling yours off. Ichigo’s eyes were focused as he pulled your underwear off you, leaving you naked and bare on the bedsheets, the slightly cold air hardening your nipples.

He softly pushed your legs apart, seating himself in between. His warm breath tickled all over your body as he placed kisses on every expanse of skin he could touch. Ichigo savoured your body, as if he was famished and starving, the recent meal gone from his memory. You moaned his name quietly as suckled on your nipple, gently rubbing its twin with the pads of his fingers.

Your pussy felt slicker with every touch Ichigo placed on you. Your eyes cloudy with tears and pleasure as his familiar touches left you wanton and panting.

“Ichigo, please,” you whispered harshly, as his hand spread your wet pussy lips apart. Your clit was aching to be touched but Ichigo watched in amusement as you squirmed underneath him.

“I love seeing you like this.” He gave you a deep kiss, pushing his tongue into your mouth. You whimpered as you felt the faintest hint of a touch along your clit. He pulled away, his attention drawn back to your breasts as he suckled on them contently while he pushed a finger inside you.

You moaned softly into your first as Ichigo began to finger you, yet still your clit ached. His fingers were full, a familiar stretch that filled you out, but your body needed more of him. “Please, Ichigo!” You cried, “I need more.”

Ichigo gave you a tender smile, kissing your forehead as his thumb pushed up on your clit. “This, right?” You nodded eagerly as he circled your clit, but he pulled his fingers out of your sopping wet cunt. “Or maybe you want something else?”

He quickly shoved his pants off, his erection dripping with precum. He gently tapped the head of his cock against your clit before pushing himself deep inside you. Ichigo hissed your name as your tight pussy squeezed around him.

You rolled your eyes as his thick cock filled you. You panted his name as he began to move. Slow, steady strokes, his hips rolling firmly as you squeezed around him. Ichigo cupped your face, kissing you as he angled his hips, pushing his cock deeper inside you. Your moans and cries were swallowed by his kisses as he moved his body against you.

But two weeks was apparently a long time for his body. Your body squeezed around him tighter, as Ichigo scrunched his face, knowing he was close. He brought his hand back to your aching clit, throwing you into a frenzy. You swore you could see stars as your orgasm crashed, and with it, the tightening squeeze of your pussy.

Ichigo groaned into your ear as stilled his body on top of you, his thick cum filling your pussy. The two of you panted as you struggled to catch your breaths. You couldn’t help but whine at the loss of his softening cock as he pulled himself out of you. But a satisfied smile graced his face as he saw a trick of his cum leak out.

“Gimme a few more hours,” Ichigo grumbled, as he crashed next to you on the bed. “I don’t think your pussy hasn’t been filled enough.” He mumbled, pulling you next to him.

You laughed quietly, the trickling sensation of his cum and your juices lingered on your aching thighs. “You’re a terrible liar.” You teased him, “but I missed you, so I’ll let it slide,” kissing him on the lips. Your pussy throbbed at the thought of the rest of the night to come.

Thank you for your request anon! I feel so rusty writing smut 😭 second time writing adult!Ichigo, he's a bit tricky for me to write, but I hope you enjoy this!!

[hirachat]

LONG POSTT i wanna ramble ab illustrhater for a bit dont mind me

i infamously live for filler so i had a blast with the premiere episode :) i wanted to breifly (lmao) talk about this ep bc oh my goodness i have faith in the writers this season bc they understand our characters so well

the way mari wants to initiate casual intimacy with adrien but doesnt know how bc shes never played that role before in a relationship (luka initiated most of it honestly) was genuinely so cute. plus shes obviously not really scared of *him* but is scared to not be *enough for him* which is where i predicted any conflict between them would go. and i dont see this as regression but more as a realistic timeline for growing up with anxiety. bc mari isnt just anxious sometimes, she has anxiety!! shes an anxious person who over thinks everything, so it makes sense that she would over complicate the smaller things in life too. im so glad theyre staying true to that aspect of her character while still keeping some of her confidence.

mari then switching to ladybug every time she got overwhelmed by trying to be close with her “perfect boyfriend” was actually so funny. bc here she is manufacturing problems in her personal life, only to then go to her alter ego where she has so many other things to worry about, but because she didnt create the problem herself she wants to fix it! 😭😭 i loved that

and chat noir staying with her was so funny, he was just watching her spiral for so long im sure he was nervous for her. and adrien hesitating to leave the date 👀 im keeping tabs on that hehehehe. adrien in general was super chill and was very much not used to initiating intimate contact with mari, to the point where he didnt even pick up on their lack of casual closeness. i blame that on the trauma honestly.

and then the kwamataga, oh my god. i strongly believe that alya would be an amazing guardian and she was the most obvious choice (no i will not argue ab this, i am a chat noir is an equal truther to the bone but this is just different shhhhh). HOWEVER, i hate the role of the guardian. its just so sad. your memories being wiped? having a target on ur back until u are taken out or renounce your role? thats so heavy, and im sure mari deliberated over it for a while. but damn. i was hoping that mari would find a way to avoid the fate of the guardians before her. and now that burden is being passed over to alya…. my heart hurts for them. the brutal cycle continues.

and then the silence after they mentioned something happening to mari was SO LOUD. GOD SHES SO DOOMED. poor babies theyre ab to go through hell.

i also loveeee chrysalis down. there was also mention of a “them” and “us” and now im just really scared 🤣 that could mean anything!!! im so excited but im also shitting myself we are not prepared for act ii of this season 😭

basically i loved it and im kinda scared for the actual lore eps bc they will hit us like a bullet train. im choosing the easy choice of enjoying life rn and avoiding the obvious impending doom looming over the narrative bc im TERRIFIED 😭

[seaadc]

Hihiii, I have a request! I hope thats alright? I just finish your Zhongli x Adeptus!reader migraine, and I fell inlove with it! its kinda like me in someway, I used to be huge simp for Zhongli, well until the Fotaine update, somehow I didnt simp like I used to for Zhongli, my attention quickly shift to Neuvillette!(I guess I have a thing for dragons-) anyways sorry for rambling!

My request would be like the same idea as the Migraine Zhongli x Adeptus!reader? change childe for Neuvillette, I heard Neuvillette is going to be in the lantern rite! that would a perfect place! sorry sorry if I didnt make sense, english isnt my first language.

you meet him again, the one who had shattered your heart. | zhongli

ANGST, no pronouns used, cocky neuvi, guizhong x morax, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP

a/n: IDKWHY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG LMAOAXOAO slow writer here!! (bc i want it to b perfect smh..)

not proofread !!

no. really— no.

you didn’t expect he would be here, well, which was pretty stupid. of course he’d be there. he lives in liyue after all. it’s plain common sense.

but it seems as if you were just clinging to lost hope, a hope that says you dont wanna see him there, interact with him, anything else just not him in it.

morax, the god of contract. the god you once loved, but never loved you the same way as you did. it was obvious who he had in his mind and heart, it was guizhong. i mean— who wouldnt, really?

guizhong was pretty, smart, courteous, firm, everything morax wanted in a person. it was hard to hate her, it was more easy liking her.

yet, why was it so hard for you? why was it so hard to like guizhong?

everyone else did, so why didn’t you? is it because of how envious you were of her, is it because you were jealous that she had morax wrapped around her little finger, is it because you wished to be her?

you didn’t know. how would you? when you solely focused on morax. you didn’t have time for yourself. you didn’t realize you were hurting, you were in agony.

no one noticed, not even you, not even morax. why would he notice? when all his attention was all guizhong’s.

maybe that’s why you were a bit overjoyed, when you had heard she had been killed. well, you heard from a rumor.

you had left them, for good. to be put simply, you left morax. you bid your farewells to xiao, as he was the only accomplice you have enjoyed their company with. no one else.

i guess you could say you enjoyed morax’s company, well, not so much. guizhong was always with you both. there was never a chance you two were alone.

it’s rude of you to be happy at the news of her “dead”. it’s offensive and disrespectful to the god of dust. but, you really didn’t care. was it of envy? you don’t know.

it was the first lantern rite you have attended again, after so many years of avoiding liyue and residing in somewhere far away, which was fontaine. it was great, meeting many people and friends that were generous and kind enough to talk to you.

so seeing him again in present time, both your eyes locked with eachother, gazing at one another, it feels as if time had stopped.

you both were together once more, reunited by fate, was it to attempt to reconcile your differences?

it was always him and you. side by side, fighting with other mobs, gods, and other things.

but did he, for once, fight for your heart?

he did. but not for you, for guizhong. he fought alongside her when you weren’t there, were you just a second option? maybe you were. maybe you are.

neuvilette says you aren’t. he, word for word, promised that he wouldn’t be like your first love. so let him be the love that you need, let him be the one that you cherish, and you did.

so going to lantern rite with him, it was his wish when both of you had gotten together. you couldn’t say no to a pretty face.

i guess for neuvilette, meeting another dragon would be unpleasant. yes, it might sound possessive, but if you look on it at the good side (his side), it may not be so wrong.

especially because that dragon was once your first love. your first ever greatest. so he had all the reasons to get jealous!

zhongli looks devastated as he sees/smells another dragon scent on you, your aura illuminating a blue and white one. it wasn’t yellow and orange anymore. was morax replaced?

who is he to ask? someone who had left you, replaced and almost forgotten about you. so why bother asking if you still love him?

neuvilette wraps an arm around your waist from behind, your aura brightens as morax could only narrow his eyes. he wishes he was the cause of your aura changing and glistening. him and neuvilette had maintained eye contact, as if arguing firmly in their minds.

only they could see scents after all.

so, as cocky as neuvilette can be, he kissed you on the cheek as zhongli’s eyes wrinkled in envy.

“let’s go somewhere else.” neuvilette whispered, and you nodded.

and zhongli saw that faint little smirk on neuvilette’s lips when he saw his reaction. it’s making him pissed. why is he acting like this anyway? it’s because he only realized now that he loves you. not guizhong.

zhongli feels this inkling pain deep in his heart, it’s wrong. it hurts him so much, he feels so sorry for treating you the way you don’t deserve to be treated.

but it’s too late.

only in his dreams, you are his. but i guess he just woke up from his everlasting dream.

and he feels as if he won’t be getting that marvelous dream once more.

made by @seaadc and @seaadc only!

[schwarzgeier]

Crawling back into your mailbox (looks good. have you redecorated?) cause

Are you just gonna leave us like this? Grasping at the girlies?

also if there's nothing you wanna share that's cool just count this as a Hi. I know older drafts are the urgh

I did redecorate my mailbox thank you for noticing , I specificly dragged in a comfy chair just for you fhfhf Hope you like it!!

The fact u actually notice the weird ramblings i have in tags is making my day Jay ur so cool fhfhf but uh here I suppose this is what you came for? I dont have lot to say about old drafts of Blau and Geier but it is sorta interesting how they evolved. Sorta from one replika to 2 .

The first ever sketch was the orange one , very back then I think i wanted to make a demolitionist expert replika . I immidietly saw someone else have that idea for a replika , that day i drew that so in a panic I dropped the whole concept fhfhhf

i had this problen a lot tbh making both Blau and Geier. The fear of accidently having a same idea as someone else terrifies me and honestly there are firey Geiers out there im pretty sure that other people made. But at this point i like mine and I truly feel like i came up with these 2 by myself now.

All these sketches were made roughly a year ago? Could be bit more actually its hard to say. But yeah Blau was first , originaly even called Geier. Then quickly changed to Eisvogel cause i liked their color scheme and they fit the scientist theme bit more , up until I reallyyy stuck with the Blue Jays for their simplicity and white/blue theme. Blau went through a lot of design changes but the story has mostly stayed consistent.

Geier was bit easier to make , felt riskier for some reason but design wise purely? I really am happy with how Geiers turned out now. Black armor , red/orange themeing for the fire , vented mask in the faceplate and backtanks for gas were all things that kinda just. Made sense to make from start. Visor changed up a bit and the hairstyle , since god trying to make even a bit of an authentic signalis style hairstyle is hard for me.

God looking at these old drawings gives me the ick kinda but also a sense of nostalgia. Year isnt long time yet a lot has happened since then. I like my blorbos so much more then and feel like i can do even more with them. I love signalises and other media too but OCs? Always will have a soft spot for them , specially other peoples ones. Love to see what people create on their own.

[kozykricket]

The concept behind the false son goes hard. A mortal made idol to a dead god given life and mind by two others respectively. A broken divinity without purpose. Designed to be a simulacrum of a dead holy warriors and instead coming out a misshapen angerufen mess.

ABSOLUTELY !!! like, SOTS maybe isnt perfect, but its concepts are so amazing, and i think the false son was a really great way to expand on the lore in a plausible way and... like the more i look into him, its like. okay yes, the logbooks are a bit disappointing that they didnt explain a bit more, but also? his dialogue and stuff... ive really done a lot of looking into it, and i've pieced together some quite interesting stuff about him i really think FS is a very interesting character. great use of aurelionite. aureli was always one of the coolest "sidenote" lore pieces of ROR2, and like

god it makes so much SENSE that after their Saviour dies, the denizens of petrichor ... desperately crave the feeling of safety and security, of having a saviour again. but then... mithrix' followers still very much exist, and the fuckin imagine, imagine. imagine that you're created in the image of a saviour, given life by a being that believes itself to have been sealed for being too perfect. and yet... despite being built to be a beacon of hope, you immediately lose the compassion you were built to hold. i honestly kinda think that false son is up on the colossus statue just to try and like, isolate himself away from hurting anyone. because he WANTS to hurt things, but he also... prob has a very big internal conflict on the whole thing! he knows he was to be a protector, a bulwarks successor! oh also, shoutouts to vultures being depicted as mithrix' followers a lot. i only recently really pieced together but like, it makes a lot of sense that the 2 creatures most represented as having some of their species be on mithrix' side... are the crafty ones. the smart ones. scavengers and alloy vultures. alloy vultures have innate senses that let them operate machinery EXTREMELY well. and mithrix' whole deal is DESIGN and like.... it makes a lotta sense that the crafty and clever vultures would be perhaps the one Vermin that mithrix can appreciate a bit, or see value in them anyways and yeah im kinda just rambling at this point. but anyways, he has some interesting death lines, and to me they definitely imply that he was trying to purify himself. "a gift out of reach" to me says that like. what he wanted was a life of freedom from dark influence. or perhaps just to give freedom to aureli and when he dies in a run of purification via aureli? he says... he can hear... Himself. hes finally able to have the voice inside be Him, instead of... a fucked up version of himself maybe the gift is aurelionites freedom. maybe its his own free will. maybe it is simply purity. maybe the gift was just kicking mithrix' butt! maybe it was something greater that we cant know but considering his survivor vanish message? i think the gift hes referring to is ... his mere life!

also fun lil fact hopoo games referred internally to aureli as "goldboy" so congrats on aureli for her transition

i may make a followup post talking about more specific like. false son or mithrix follower related stuff but. yea i just wanted to get this out there, some ramblings.

[davekat-sucks]

idk why some people think that like, everyone who interacts with you considers what you say as gods word or something.

like im a fan of your blog quite a lot, but it doesnt mean i agree with everything! there is plenty of stuff i disagree with, but there is also stuff i do agree with.

what ive always liked about the blog is the openness to any opinion. im assuming there have been plenty of times you post a anon ask you dont really agree with, but you still put it out there! i feel like that says alot, that you arent necessarily just a echo chamber type space.

alot of us are also queer folks too who care about those rights and everything, but we just have more nuanced views on these things. other anons have talked about that here too.

im a nonbinary gay autistic and sometimes i do not like the writing decisions people make! just because it is considered "gay" or something doesnt mean i have to like it? im allowed to think things are written badly and arent good representation.

me not liking june egbert isnt some "terf rhetoric". its literally because my autistic ass likes having quality writing. i like transgender stories when they make sense to me, and june's story feels like a joke.

ANYWAY i hope i make sense i know i rambled alot. i like davekat-sucks alot and i feel like the community here is alot more open to different opinions than other spaces, thats why i like it.

Great words spoke, Anon.

Yeah, I don't mind people who disagree. All I do is try to show proof or evidence to backup my claim to whatever opinion I have. I don't work with Andrew Hussie or James Roach. Any theories of why certain things happened are just that unless stated from the people themselves. Doesn't stop me from making jabs and jokes if certain parts of what they're doing with Homestuck or Hiveswap series goes wrong. Deltarune gets chapter 3 before Hiveswap gets Act 3. That's just sad. There are times that I disagree, yeah. I do try my best to look on the other side and what they are saying. If there is proof or evidence, it shows it has weight that isn't just hearsay. There have been cases about certain fans that are part of the LGBT group that aren't fan of either how HS2/Beyond Canon is handling the narrative, characters, certain pairings, and of course, June Egbert. Same Homestuck fans would throw a fit at them, accusing them if they are really LGBT or just faking it. Because apparently, everyone in the LGBT has to like the same thing when they are just normal people that have their own thought and opinions on how art is either good or bad, regardless if it caters to them or not. Same has applied to race if a POC fan disagrees with fanon interpretations on the cast. It's not just Homestuck fandom either, it's any fanbase. They can't speak out if they are accused of being bigots or fakers. I just wanna be the few that speak out the series that I once loved. On how it could have been something great. I turn Anonymous on to be fair for both sides, those that hate me and those that want to vent out something they couldn't on their personal account. It's understandable nobody wants to expose themselves. It's why we go on the Internet, because most of us can just lie and play Anonymous.

[mcschnuggles]

I love the golden verse so much i just want to thank you for writing it. Even though obviously you wrote it bc u wanted to, i get so much enjoyment from it to see agere content of my fav game and just.. love love love. Esp the newest one with yusuke is so so sweet, i love how caring akira is to everyone its so him lol. And even though I get the sense that goro isnt your favorite character in p5… As a super huge fan of him (he is just so special to me) im really grateful that you seem to understand his character and write him in a way that isnt just massacring him lol. Like i just love how you write him in golden verse and dont completely woobify him while still honoring that softer side of him just just…. I just love it so much and if u are taking rq for regressuary id love to see more of him and akira post canon golden verse lol. Their relationship dynamic is so special to me, and its written so well in the bronze medal. (If not taking rq dw about that or anything, just rambling to you abt how much i love and appreciate the series lol)

GOD the amount of love goldenverse gets is so crazy to me. Like, it's one of the few things that hasn't been soured for me in the slightest, some of the few old fics I can go back and reread because ALSKDFJASKL it reminds me of all the nice things people have pointed out and i can go "OH YEAH WAIT THAT IS GOOD!!!"

So like, legitimately thank you for taking the time out of your day to share this with me. It means more than you can possibly know <333 Honestly yeah you hit the nail on the head though LOL Akechi is my least favorite character in P5. Nothing that he has going on really appeals all that much to me, so it makes me happy to hear that people like my characterization of him. Sometimes the fan interpretations get to me so I have to begrudgingly do him justice ALDFKJA

I actually have all my regressuary fics planned out, and most of them done!! BUT if you'd ever like to talk more about goldenverse, including about Akechi, I'd really love that!! It's one of those AUs that I still like to think about a lot :> Anywho, thank you again for such a sweet message. I hope you have a really nice week!!

[w1tchcr4ftt]

Inside out 2: A ramble of me trying to explain my feelings about it

(under cut due to possible spoilers!!! You have been warned)

In short, this movie went beyond my expectations! I expected good and got better! Inside out is one of my favorite movies and as a person who hates sequels, this one hit the spot! I was so excited for everything and I loved it so much!

Now for a longer ramble of pros and cons and stuff cus I cant organize my thoughts and ideas like a normal person

Pros!

Everything about the movie was good! The animation, the VA (I love anxiety's voice so much so silly), the storyline, and the pacing were all very well done

I adore the new emotions so much! I evidently favor anxiety... (shes relatable and I want to throw her at a wall) the designs are so very silly and they fit very well

I still love that the emotions can also show emotions and stuff! I think its interesting to see sadness be happy, joy be upset, anxiety be relaxed (the last bit with her massage chair), etc! I just think its neat!

Accuracy. Good God that panic attack scene has a death grip on me, Ive never seen a movie describe a panic attack in a way Ive felt connected to like this. Even so the rest of the emotions like embarrassment and envy's scenes around the firehawks, just trying to fit in is so painfully accurate.

Riley felt like more of a person in this movie! In inside out (1) she felt more like a puppet/vessel for the emotions to pilot, but having Riley actually be a person, even having thoughts of going against the emotions control (When anxiety wanted her to go look at the notebook but she didn't want to) That and the sense of self (which anxiety managed to rebuild in a day, that part gets me that it took them 13 years only for her to remake Riley in a day) felt like it made Riley a person and not a puppet

I love that the movie doesn't make Anxiety a villain, just an antagonist! Shes not trying to ruin Riley, just make sure shes happy, and that means a lot! In a world where villainization of mental disorders and neurodivergency is super prevalent, its so refreshing to see that even something as tough to live with as anxiety isn't put in a horrible light! She has good intentions, but lacks execution. It makes me happy to see something like this, where anxiety isnt stereotyped to hell ane also isnt villainized, but rather just trying and failing to help

Bloofy and Lance. That is all.

Cons!

Everythint was very fast paced, I wish it was a little bit longer but the message got across just as well

I wish they used Ennui more! I love the concept so much but she felt underused in my mind

On the topic of emotions, I wish they gave Envy more time to be, well, envious. I thought the scene where she wanted Val's hair was silly but we didn't get as much of that like I hoped

I wish we got to see more of the islands and how they har changed especially friendship island! I know that wasnt the point of this movie its just an interesting topic! Wouldve also loved to see some other parts of Riley's mind since it obviously changed since last time!

Again, Bloofy. Lack of Bloofy and Lance content. Was severely disappointed.

All in all, I adored this movie! While there were a few cons I feel like they were made up for! I, again, adore Anxiety so so so much and again I love how the movie made it clear that no, anxiety isn't a villain or a monster or something evil and wront, but rather something to learn to work with! Everything about this movie lived up to its predecessor and im so happy I got to see it!

Out of the semi-serious context, I love the silly characters so much and Anxiety lives in my heart and will not leave me alone. I love the stupid orange muppet and her silly friends who help her deal with all her issues. I can promise you this will be my hyperfixation for a long time coming

[actualbird]

knock knock hey zak, it's time for your regular chika rambles about main story in your asks are 3am (I'LL BE SLEEPING REAL SOON I PWOMISE)

but other than the AAAAGGGOOONNNYYY my precious lukey pookie is going through, HOOHH subby bratty marius, and the MARILUKE CRUMBS OF THE HOSPITAL VISIT...

gah i'm so obsessed with marius in this chapter. like, i don't know if it's said enough that, marius is actually very smart. like REALLY SMART. the way he's always two steps ahead, yet people think he's some naive dumb rich brat, but he lets them believe so. it plays to his advantage. AND GOD the last scene with him perched on the edge of the building watching the sun set is SO BEAUTIFUL AND POETIC. SIR YOU AND YOUR "how could a place so rotten, be so beautiful" talk. and i find that so endearing in him. he knows already, how corrupted the world is. the world of the rich and powerful is no different than those of the poor and struggling, even in it's shiny sparkling benevolence. yet he still holds so much hope despite all that.

but more than i'm kinda obsessed with the relationship between letha and gerard. what if you were just a girl HOUSING AN EMO RUNAWAY BOY IN YOUR BASEMENT... how letha was writing and hanging notes on the pagoda tree and how gerard was the recipient of all the thoughts of a highschool girl. but it breaks my heart a bit how even in all of that that this was their semblance of "normal" if that makes sense. BUT it only makes me question letha's motives more tbh, cause why is she taking in all those people? what for? is it really just out of kindness? to feel like she has a family? WHERE DID SHE GET ALL THE BUDGET TO SUSTAIN ALL OF THEM ANYWAYS, INHERITANCE????????

my only qualms is that would we not have found out roman sooner like... if he did give the traced water to his brother, wouldn't it be in the scene of the crime, if not somewhere close by? but i guess tbf he could've just thrown it away when he's very far away and the police wouldn't be able to catch him. but other than that i dub chp 12 THE mariluke (marius and luke) chp.... mmm.... yes.... nod nod

main story 12 spoilers

HI CHIKAAAAA, THANK U FOR UR MAIN STORY RAMBLES :DDD

isnt the agony so delicious. luke is literally losing his mind, his sanity, and it currently looks like there isnt much that can be done to help him but to keep his condition as stable as it possible can ;w;

subby bratty marius on his knees Awakened something in me

I NEED TO KNOW WHAT WENT DOWN DURING THE MARILUKE HOSPITAL VISIT FR

marius was SUCH a star in this chapter. he was so cunning and calculating, yet that last scene was really so poignant, the moment felt so precious and delicate even if the circumstances around everything feel so dire

LETHA AND GERARD YESSSS, it made me really emo when it was revealed he was living in her home ;-; but fr yeah letha was running an entire CHARITY in that house by that point KJBLSBFLS

roman was such an interesting and kinda heartbreaking villain to me. he kinda showed up late enough in the story that i too wondered why he didnt enter the scene earlier, but i was really hit in the feels during the flashbacks of his life with remus. how remus had absolutely done terrible things, while also absolutely trying to love and care for his brother. oaugh. sibling stories always get to me, i fear….

[literallydavidblib]

4 , 5 , 14 and 29 for the yttd ask game ^^

hello rat!!! its time... for... answers. lets go!!!

YTTD spoilers all chapters and minisodes... and also TONS and TONS of rambling... be aware!!

4. Which moment in game was your favourite?

As you may or may not know, I am a huge yttd fan. Obviously, this means I will love many moments in game... to pick a favourite is indeed very difficult! But I shall. I'd say my favourite moment was for sure the discovery of Q-taros sacrifice and the Q-taro and Gin scene.

"If you stay here... won't you get burnt to death?!"

"I'm sorry... Seems... it's too late for me..."

"Is that what Safalin told you?! I don't want this!! It's... because of me...!!"

"Don't cry..."

Oh how this scene filled me with emotion!!! Q-taros arc was generally so enjoyable for me. It broke my heart!!! Im a pretty big Mai fan as well, so it makes sense. I really like her as a character!! And I also love Q-taro as a character!! Mai actually feeling guilty for what she did is so nice... I wonder how gut wrenching it was knowing she killed him and having to keep quiet while he burnt.

"... No, he knew... I may just be a copy, but... Even now... I feel like I'd be willin' to die for you..."

"What're you saying...?! You can't...!!"

"... My good fortune... Was my heart bein' weak... To tell the truth... I wavered lots of times. I even thought about abandoning everybody... Even so... I couldn't... It wasn't kindness or anything... It just yielded. That part of me that wanted to survive even if it meant killin' someone else..."

Aaaaahhhh!!! I love Q-taro so much. This scene broke my heart even more!!! Gin and Q-taro... Q-taro admitting his flaws... even as a doll... knowing he isnt real... Gin crying... uehrhrhfhjrjrjrg.... Im limited to quotes on the wiki due to my youtube refusing to cooperate and having no save files. very tragical. This is mostly rambling, so I hope you weren't hoping for meaningful imput. Its late!!! I might add more later.

5. Which character did you change your opinion on the most?

Gashu. One hundered percent!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh Gashu.... I used to be more neutral on him. The main game shenanigans was very fascinating, and his treatment of Ranger was fun to look into but... after Kai's mini episode, I realised, "WOW!!! I love him!!!" It really paints him as human. At first, Gashu is this sort of character whos kind of... how do I say... strict, organized, so and so, you dont expect him to act human, you get what I mean??? Ohhhrhfjrjfjjrjejdkdje his EXPRESSIONS... Hes so devastated about his sons it harms me. It makes my heart sing in despair.

"..."

"...You're happy, aren't you?"

"..........Yes... ...This is... the will... of God... ...I... ...have done... the right thing..."

"...Exactly. / You have done well. Believe..."

"...Yes... / My heart... is with Asunaro..."

He looks so DISHEVELED. the death of his son RUINED him... it makes me want to dig into more of why he based ranger off of sei. how did he feel seeing the face of his deceased son commit these atrocities. how did he feel kicking the face of his son off of the dolls body. too much rambling... you get the point. this is very self indulgent.

14. Whats your favourite joke from the game / fandom?

There are jokes in the fandom?!?! And no one told me?!?! Perhaps Im just ignorant and cant tell the difference between jokes and non-jokes.

Well, in game I find it so comedic when Gin insults Sou.

Oh and I cant forget Gin telling him to "Get a job, bro." in the very first chapter!!! How can I not? To be entirely honest, I missed most of Gins insults on my first playthrough... but going through it again, it was so silly!!!

29. Which floormaster is your favourite?

Another hard one... its very close, but I'd say between Midori and Gashu, its Midori. The line may be a little blurred. I am just oh such a huge fan of his parallels with Sara!!! It interests me to an extreme. I need to know their relation. The parallels with Midori and Hinako to Sou and Kanna also really fascinates me!! Midori and Hinako have a deal, no other reason to cooperate other than their deal. Just for Hinako to be used and discarded, just as she thought. Meanwhile Kanna chooses to trust Sou, and it stays that way. They only part in death and they trust eachother. Not that Hinako trusting Midori wouldve changed a thing... its Midori we're talking about. But you might get my point! Midori and Sara have both been accused of lying and taking advantage of everyone, but the difference between them is Sara has people to look out for her while Midori is all alone. i wonder why Midori is quite similar to Sara I think!!! A good villain is one the main character fears becoming. I think Midori might see himself in Sara... he may be bored of the human brain, and if Sara is like him, it would make sense to target her in specific. To look at her brain would feel like looking at his own from an outside perspective!!! I have no evidence to support my claims this time... I apologise, gentlepeople!!! I think I got my point across though. My favourite floor master is Midori!!!

Thats it.

Thanks SO MUCH for asking!!! I had a lot of fun. I am terribly sorry if you didnt come for incomprehensible yapping and rambling... I get good grades for it, so I continue doing it. There is much more I wanted to include and Im sure I could've made this post more lengthy, but my thoughts are a total mess and super difficult to word and make coherent!!! i am sorry!!!!

[oh-snapperss]

hi!! do you have any advice for starting and writing longfics/multichaps? i tend to have a good idea but it almost always ends up being too two-dimensional, or i can't seem to find a conflict or obstacle for ~plot~ that isnt cringe or overused. i love the way you structure your fics (especially in can you see me) and was wondering if you had any tips or tricks that help you get into the swing of a big project without getting bored or burnt out :(

<3

hi hello!! i'm so sorry for not answering this sooner, i was honestly just thinking about the best way of answering this and had to mull it over:)

first of all, thank you so much!! can you see me will always be one of my favorite projects i've ever done and i could ramble about the behind the scenes of it for weeks, but i'll spare you that LMAOO

when it comes to searching for a conflict, i often structure it around whatever the character is going through. in CYSM, the conflict at hand came naturally after the idea of "what if etho's stranded in space and bdubs is trying to get to him", because i more considered how each character would react in a situation like that than trying to find something just to make the fic longer. typically for my fics i try not to focus on wordcount or the length of a fic, and just let the project be what it will be as naturally as possible.

for conflict, if you're trying to find something that will give your fic more depth, you can probably consider the characters and their personalities, and just think about where they might disagree, or what it might take for their to be an issue. really most of what i write comes from me just thinking about the characters and what makes sense for them, or if i have a point i'm trying to get across the events often are in there to push the narrative i'm crafting forward if that makes sense?

BIG PROJECTS! to make you feel better, i can confirm i have a wip graveyard with probably.... god, like 50-60 abandoned ideas or projects? the ones i do finish, the #1 thing that drives me forward is the point i'm trying to make within the story. to keep from burning out, i kind of take that day by day, cause i don't believe in one formula that magically fixes that, but i try to keep attuned to where my brain is, and i don't let myself look at the numbers (kudos, hits, comments, etc.) as a motivator to keep going. the main process i follow for burnout is frequent breaks and not letting myself worry about word count or whether a fic is long or short enough in my eyes.

something that may help you is having someone to bounce ideas back and forth with! when i get stuck on something plot wise, i'll often take it to a friend to talk it out. another method i use (especially with CYSM) is to write the fic out of order. CYSM was written in such a way that almost every addition was added as i felt ready to write it out, and if i got stuck i immediately stopped and moved to another section of the fic and came back to it later. that let me worry less about the fic as a whole.

be kind to yourself when it comes to your brainstorming! i've found that insulting myself on my "lack of originality" or whatever i'm worried about usually makes it harder for me to enjoy writing. if you can worry less about that and instead find what makes you enjoy the writing, even if that means a conflict that you think is overused, the writing will probably look better to you:)

i hope that that helps some! let me know if there's anything else i can help with, and good luck!

[geddy-leesbian]

Mildly high in the bathtub and feeling rambly.. I know from my blog/ao3 it seems like I'm one of the people that's deeply invested in RE men and ignores the girls, but I do love Claire so fucking much, probably not as much as I love Luis but more than I love Leon to be completely honest. It's just that I don't like her in the situations I like to write about. Hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, that's been my jam as long as I've been in fandom spaces. And I just don't enjoy the thought of Claire in situations like that. I love inserting Luis into as many fucked up scenarios as possible. I play other RE games he's not in and think "what if Luis was here and got traumatized more haha" but I don't do that in games without Claire because I prefer to think she's fine and thriving and not getting into fucked up scenarios. I play Darkside chronicles and Revelations 2 and love Claire so much but when i get to the end of the game the book closes for me, like "damn poor Claire went through a lot of shit, she deserves a good break" I'm not brainstorming ways to further torment her like I do with Leon and luis, i want her happy. But I also don't like writing happy fluff, again I've been mega into angst as long as I've been writing, and I've never enjoyed domestic fluff really. I only do fluff as the payoff for a bunch of angst. I have vague fluffy thoughts for hwo Claire's nice life could be unfolding, but they aren't thoughts i feel i need to flesh out and write down. And if i tried to write them, I'd be bored to death by the lack of angst and drama

And I know I've written Serrennedy fluff where they're okay and thriving so I should be able to do the same with Claire but it's very specific fluff with those two. It's them being parents because of all my daddy issues and trauma, I don't write fluff of them unless kids are involved. And I also don't see Claire as a parent. Like maybe to Sherry but that's special. (And i mean I usually imagine Leon as the one being Sherry's parent anyway) I've been struggling with the next chapter of wakin' up blind with the house on fire for a very long time and finally realized recently it's because something about it didn't feel quite right, a conversation where Claire tells Leon she's been thinking about having a kid too. Like it's sweet and appeals to my "almost every relative I have is either dead or shitty" trauma because it's claire saying she still sees leon as a brother and their kids will be like cousins, but it just doesnt feel right, I think she's makes more sense as the cool childfree aunt

Idk how to conclude this. Just. I enjoy women escaping traumatizing situations forever and being happy and like to actively put traumatized men through more trauma ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (i focused on claire bc she's my number 1 blorbo but i am fond of most of the other girls too and just don't do things focusing heavily on them for similar reasons. Especially rebecca after umbrella chronicles i was like actually i hope to god she isnt in another mainline game any time soon bc i do not want to see her suffer more girl's been through enoigh 😭 and while claire has also been thru enough and deserves a rest i want to see her in a mainline game again because I think it's really hot when she lifts heavy things and shoves heavy things and beats people up sorry)

[winryofresembool]

Hey My English is pretty bad but i have a questions for You, on the dark profecy Calypso said that leo isnt her saviour but leo think he is, i don't understand why she thinks he doesnt do You have any throughts of it?

First, don't worry about your English! I'm a non native English speaker myself :)

Second: you know what? That is a valid question. A disclaimer before I get into it: It's been a few years since I've read The Dark Prophecy so my memories of the exact context of that scene are (more than a little) hazy. I don't have the book in my hands so I could check it right now. But I do remember that that exact line made me kind of cringe too when I was reading it.

Anyway, from what I can remember, Calypso was having some difficulties in adjusting into her new life. Living in the modern USA is so different from the life she was used to, and even though Ogygia was also her prison, I believe she was occasionally feeling some homesickness and she also missed having her powers. Well, all of that and the fact Leo and Calypso didn't really manage to talk about their issues (=lack of communication) caused her to snap. Leo is absolutely one of my favorites in HoO, but he isn't perfect either: he didn't always respect or listen to Calypso's wishes, such as when she told him to not call her Mamacita (there were more examples but I can't remember the details right now).

So, from there we get to the question: was Calypso's snapping justified? Not really, not in my opinion at least. It is a fact that she can't/shouldn't deny that without Leo she /would/ still be in Ogygia and would likely never get out of there on her own, because the gods didn't want to release her. In other words, Leo /was/ her savior in that sense.

But was her snapping surprising? Again, not really, not for the reasons I explained earlier. The girl has a lot to deal with and sometimes we say things we don't really mean when we are frustrated. What these two need in order for their relationship to work is to talk about what's bothering them. In TDP it seemed both were bottling up things inside them and then waiting till things were at boiling point, which caused them to fight. (Tower of Nero spoilers ahead if you haven't read that book!) I think the break that was mentioned in ToN is probably a good thing in the long run bc that way they both can process what they want and what they should do differently. Honestly, I feel that at that point Rick had just read so much Caleo hate on the internet that he was like 'screw it'.

Why do I think Rick wrote Calypso that way? He was likely afraid of presenting her as a damsel in distress. These days the books targeted for younger audiences are all about having badass female characters, and Rick is someone who doesn't take criticism well (see f. ex. the way he wrote a whole essay about why he presented Piper the way he did when he got criticism for it) so he was probably worried that Calypso admitting that Leo did save her would probably paint her in the wrong kind of light. Well, if that was his reasoning, he was wrong there. Admitting the facts doesn't make someone weaker. (To be honest I disliked TDP so much that I prefer to just ignore the whole book, I don't understand why he ruined good characters that way.)

This became way too long and rambly, I'm sorry. I hope you still got something out of this answer! TLDR: I don't think Calypso actually meant what she said about Leo not being her savior, she was just so frustrated with her whole situation that it caused her to snap.