#he was so damn strange and also crazy and a terrible person but i also felt bad for him for a minute??? like

[laurrelise]

ummmm ok so new dark comedy thriller where helly r (britt lower) and leonard peabody / harold jenkins (john magaro) are married and steve buscemi is their retired serial killer marriage counselor. what timeline are we living in oh my god

also natalie from severance is also in it??? like

severance + umbrella academy + steve buscemi fans rise up i guess????

[artificialchaoscola]

Hello again! Thank you for your answers, it's interesting to read!

It's going to be a not very small message and I don't know maybe I should write in private message?😂Anyway, I'm here))

I'm currently in chapter 14 and I wanted to share my thoughts with you and hear what you think about it. How do you see Sonic's love? Honestly, it was really crazy and scary. I do not know how you do it, how you connect fluff and horror, but it's amazing))) And you know, I had a feeling that Sonic's love was smothering. And I feel kinda of pain to Shadow?.. It seems to me that this dark energy has not touched Shadow and now he is just going to meet his pain and his desires face to face (no matter how strange they may be. And that's so normal, right? Even we have VERY strange desires, so yes, it's okay) and I had such a strong desire to just hug him and wrap him in love and care, you know, give him even more friends, maybe even parents care (like Sonic have in movie).. eh. But Sonic.. This obsession is the result of the influence of dark gaia, right? I think love gives freedom and and respect and wings to the person. But on the other side why is this kinda unhealthy love attractive to us (me😂)?

And I thought, how would their relationship have developed if there was no serum before? Sonic didn't have that darkness in the first place, did he? And, you know, the darkness, in my opinion, is not measured in the fact that aaaa you are a pervert with odd tastes, you get high from pain, you're a masochist!? (ahaha and another unusual things, you know)) well, I read the tags😂) but the thing is.. in this feeling that the other belongs to you and you just suffocate him with it. A sense of possession. I love how it's all presented in fanfiction, and honestly!? I came here specifically for dark Sonic ahaha!! I love him, I just can't. And because bottom Shadow, of course. I'm just thinking from the point of view of our real life. Maybe in perfect way Shadow would go to a psychologist and we need to take him a lot of love and he need just allow himself to be anyone what he wants to be

And Sonic, probably.. Honestly, I don't know? He's a difficult character for me.. He represents freedom for me, but there is a feeling that he also keeps himself within bounds because he is a hero. And his constant "I'm fine, I'm fine" damn, Sonic, no, you should share what's going on inside you... and these terrible hallucinations. And anyway, I have a distrust of Sonic, he's such an unreliable narrator

At the same time I think Shadow and Sonic are a perfect match. Shadow has an avoidant type of attachment (I think?) and Sonic always catches up with him. Shadow is more mean and brooding, deep, Sonic is more positive, active, jokes, laughter and etc. Plus, I think Shadow is the only one who can accept such a dark Sonic. And Sonic is the only one, I think, who can satisfy Shadow in terms of power and what he really wants

Another question, by the way, is why is Shadow in Sonic's hallucinations in his super form?? Does this relate with Shadow's "death"? And why is the "dark" Sonic, the one in Sonic's hallucinations, why is he in super form too? Is it because of the serum, which is like a mixture of artificial Chaos energy and dark Gaia?

By the way, you can’t imagine, but I know about the Sonic universe almost nothing!😂 Only what you said here and in fanfiction. I only watched the movie Sonic 3 and it inspired me, ahaha. I also played Sonic when I was a kid, but I don't remember the plot at all. I don't know, maybe I should read something to understand all picture..😅 But as you can see, I got to chapter 14 without knowing all this!🙈 Your writing is perfect, so even this lack of knowledge did not become obstacle

PS Sorry for my mistakes, I have no perfect English, but only for now, of course!

Oooo okay hopefully I can answer each question! Feel free to send another ask if I missed something! I'm just rambling so hopefully it all makes sense!

"How do you see Sonic's love? -- This obsession is the result of the influence of dark gaia, right?"

"And I thought, how would their relationship have developed if there was no serum before?"

"Another question, by the way, is why is Shadow in Sonic's hallucinations in his super form?? Does this relate with Shadow's "death"? And why is the "dark" Sonic, the one in Sonic's hallucinations, why is he in super form too? Is it because of the serum, which is like a mixture of artificial Chaos energy and dark Gaia?"

1) So at the beginning of this story, Ch.1 establishes that both Sonic and Shadow were on the cusp of confessing their romantic feelings for one another. They are much older characters in canon and have developed a habit of seeking one another out. The world isn't in danger and hasn't been since Eggman's been getting older himself, and the two have slowed down to enjoy one another's company in private. Sonic was hesitant to pursue Shadow because he assumes Shadow is just ignorant about these things and doesn't feel any particular way + he has his own complex regarding emotions like love (ie "he could never love another the way he loves the wind"). Shadow was hesitant because he couldn't imagine a world where Sonic loved him in that way at ALL because of his insecurities. He also knows Sonic is impulsive, so he assumed Sonic would just take the initiative if he had those feelings.

So once Sonic is injected, Sonic's feelings in general are being heavily influenced to extremes. This doesn't stop with Shadow, but because of the complexity in which he and Shadow exist around one another, it's projecting onto him the most. This is largely due to untreated trauma Sonic hasn't unpacked properly yet, even after all these years, and it's very sad!

2) If there had been no serum, I imagine only the best for them. I imagine a fluff fic where Rouge spills to all of their friends that the two have been meeting, and the gang plans to set up a confession between them. It would be a funny short story where they fail at setting up the moment, and near the end, Sonic and Shadow find out what's going on. Embarrassed, Sonic would actually be the one to run off somewhere, and it would be Shadow who has to pursue him. Maybe they'd end up on the beach that they were in this story, and the two would share their thought processes on why they were so hesitant. It would be Shadow who gains the courage to confess first, and the two establish their relationship in the way they do in Ch.14. They would never easily define their relationship, but without the dark twists of this story, there would be less reason to question the sincerity. The story would end with a party at Amy's as an apology to the two of them, and then they'd all group hug or something.

So while canonically speaking I don't think Sonic and Shadow would be super romantic in general with one another, the reason I wrote it like this for this story was to highlight the tragedy of what's to come. This serum has royally fucked with their lives...

3) For the first question: Trauma! The serum is feeding off of unsavory feelings, and Sonic even now has not unpacked his feelings regarding those events. It's like how we don't know how something will bother us until way later down the line. Despite the beauty and comfort Super forms provide, Sonic can never shake his failure out of his head during the events of SA2. I've yet to write how this played out just yet, but when I do I hope it's so sad...

As for why Sonic hallucinates himself in his super form, it's a multitude of reasons. Super forms are meant to be comforting to people who see them and the one within them, the raw energy and power making you feel unstoppable. In this story, however, Sonic fears he is a danger that everyone needs saving from, so the idea of being unstoppable terrifies him. The serum combines both Dark Gaia (which manifests your darkest instincts and brings them to the surface) and Artificial Chaos Energy (which overwhelms the users with power/smothers their sense of self)... It's a combination of his traumas and his need to soothe himself.

(On a meta-level, it's also my way of referencing Fleetway's general vibe and concept.)

[yunxinshan]

I absolutely adore the active Xie Lian.

I just wanted to share my opinion. /Disclaimer: you may not agree with me/

Forgive me, everyone, but I can’t stand it when someone talk about him as a fragile uke with hysterics because of his difficult past.

Xie Lian worked through his acceptance so much that he overcame all his traumas, came out of depression and continued to do what he liked no matter what for 800 years. He's insanely strong. AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH, I ADORE HIM!!! I want to be like him. This is a man with nerves of steel. The scars from his old wounds still hurt, but hey, it's okay for him to use the sword that killed him over 100 damn times, carry around the Ruoye that his parents and himself committed suicide on. Remained sane after 100 years in a nailed-up coffin underground; did not despair when he was trampled by his own allies on the battlefield. And after all this he managed to ascend for the third time. He is a monster of peace of mind. So crazy cool. I can't..😫🤲💘

I won’t remind you as usual that Xie Lian is the god of war. I will say that he is an ancient legend who can wipe Jianghu into powder, but he simply doesn’t want it. (After what happened to him, he still doesn’t want it! Oh.My.God.)

Have you seen Bai Wuxian-the-horror-of-all-worlds-and-times? Xie Lian is stronger than Bai Wuxian. Imagine this terrible hell, this apocalypse that would happen everywhere if he really retreated from the light side! But Xie Lian is still a cute bun. Dont you think this is an incredible feat to stay true to your ideals no matter what happens? Only a strongest people are capable of this.

(Even though I'm crazy about the fit Dianxia) Yes, Xie Lian is canonically short, graceful in places, so feminine in others that he can hide in a crowd of brides and no one will notice. But he's still a great top. He can take excellent care of Hua Cheng, easily carry him in his arms and love him tenderly on the marital bed. Yes, it may seem strange, but it's true. Xie Lian shows us that you can't judge a person by their appearance. Behind the face of the young man hides an 800-year-old sage who has truly known life.

It's great that he can relax and be weak or sad in front of Hua Cheng. But Hua Cheng can also afford it. Xie Lian always has the strength to listen to him, support him and protect him.

Has someone already said all this? I don't know. But I think this needs to be said as many times as possible. (Because I love the active Xie Lian)

Sorry🥲 I got a little emotional

[shinelikedew]

my case for campion/vervain

because they're silly but also ponderable...even thematic. please i'm not crazy

first of all it's funny

personally, well, i simply enjoy a nemesis crackship

like, you're almost too obsessed with that guy. if you know what i mean

also the uneven commitment to said rivalry is kinda funny. vervain "i loathe campion with the passion of a thousand suns and one day i shall unveil his treachery!!" vs campion "oh that's my coworker vervain, he's kind of weird and mean"

if you try to kill a guy’s girlfriend to get to him. um. verv. babe. uh. um

they literally canonically torture each other

their canon selves would be so mad. like so offended. and that amuses me

also just the comedic potential of them growing closer and being like "what?? of course we hate each other" while very clearly hanging out on purpose

but what if i'm serious

but what if i said they understand each other in a way no one else can

they've known each other well at their worst: their lowest points, their cowardice and deception, the terrible things they did in efrafa. after knowing all that...it's not like they could disappoint one another.

campion's already seen the worst of vervain, every bit of cruelty and cynicism, and it's pretty damn bad. he'd know exactly what he was getting into.

and on the same note vervain has always been able to see through campion's noble hero persona. campion would have no reason to keep it up any longer--he couldn't let vervain down with the truth of who he really is and what he's really done, because vervain's known the whole time.

there's no illusion to maintain, and there's a valuable kind of honesty in that. it's almost impossible for them to betray one another because they've already been through all that.

"i know your heart" is a real canonical line vervain says to campion. which could mean nothing

and no one else knows what it's like to be that close to woundwort, to have your very life entirely dependent on his whim but still, in a strange broken way, love him. everything you are has revolved around the general for as long as you can remember and it's hard for someone who hasn't experienced that to understand it.

the envy…the disdain…the resentment…the hate sex would be insane. who said that

campion is possibly the closest thing vervain's ever had to a friend even though he hates him, which is deeply pathetic and kind of sad. but seriously nobody else so much as speaks civilly to vervain

also what was up with campion saving vervain's life in 1x7? campion even lied to woundwort to do it, which is a huge deal for him!

obviously nothing would work out in canon, but the au potential...i can sense it...

please tell me i'm not crazy

[anonymousewrites]

One Hell of a Love (Book 1) Chapter Thirteen

Sebastian Michaelis x Demon! Reader

Chapter Thirteen: One Hell of a Prince

Summary: Sebastian, (Y/N), and Ciel find a strange prince and his khansama in London.

            “Have you still not apprehended the culprit, Abberline?!” cried Lord Randall as (Y/N), Sebastian, and Ciel walked up to another crime scene of an Englishman being hung upside down naked in the street.

            “I-I am profoundly sorry, sir!” said Abberline.

            “Failing to catch Jack the Ripper, doing nothing but putting feathers in that brat’s cap…” Randall huffed.

            “That brat? Do you mean Ciel Phantomhive?” said Abberline as he looked over case files. “I cannot help but feel he bears some immense burden even though his is still but a child.”

            “A child?” remarked Ciel, leaning over to see Abberline’s files without announcing himself. “A series of incidents targeting those who have returned from India?”

            “Master Ciel!” exclaimed Abberline.

            “It seems there haven’t been any fatalities yet,” said Ciel. He stepped up and took another paper from Randall’s hands. “ ‘Crazy and lazy children, huh?’ ” He read from the statement of the perpetrator. “The culprit’s choice of words is very accurate. I also think this country would be considerably better off without the nouveau riche who cam back from India. At any rate, this mark is…”

            “They’re making fun of us and Her Majesty the Queen!” declared Randall. “The culprit has to be Indian.”

            “Ah, so that’s why I was called out,” said Ciel. “The vast majority of Indians who have been smuggled into the country are situated in the East End underworld society. Scotland Yard still has no idea of the exact number or their precise location, does it? There is no way we can sit idly by while the royal family is slandered. Let’s go, Sebastian, (Y/N).”

            The small group walked along the port to where many suspects might live. As they walked, a man bumped into Ciel.

            “Oh, so painful!” cried the man dramatically as more men surrounded them. “I think one of my ribs has fractured! Damn it, I might die!”

            “This is terrible,” cried another man. “You should get compensation to pay for a doctor!”

            “You better leave us everything you have,” said another voice in the crowd.

            “We seem to have been surrounded by rather loutish thugs,” remarked Sebastian.

            “So unfortunate. We should clear the way,” said (Y/N).

            “Take care of this quickly,” said Ciel.

            “Understood,” said Sebastian.

            “Hey!” The man grabbed Ciel by the collar. “All the Indians around here have a grudge against you English!”

            Which is fair, all things considered, thought (Y/N).

            The man raised a dagger, and Sebastian flicked him in the forehead. The simple motion threw the man to the ground.

            “Are you alright?” asked Sebastian with a smile.

            “Yes,” said Ciel.

            “You bastard,” growled the man. He raised his dagger again.

            “Wait,” said a new voice. Everyone paused as a two well-dressed men, one with purple hair and the other with white, stepped out onto the street. One held a really terrible drawing. “We are looking for someone. Have you seen this person?”

            “What do you want, you bastard?! Don’t interrupt me!” said the thug.

            “Are you having a duel or something?” said the new man brightly. He blinked as he saw (Y/N) and Sebastian beside Ciel. “Oh, he has a khansama with him. Are you one of the English nobles?”

            “And if I am?” said Ciel coldly.

            “In that case, I shall side with my countrymen in this quarrel,” said the young man. He turned to the man following him, the white-haired one, and said, “Agni.”

            “Yes?” said Agni.

            “Defeat them,” said the man.

            “Jo anja,” said Agni dutifully. He began to unwrap his bandaged right hand. “My right hand, blessed by the Gods, shall be wielded for my master.”

            Agni ran at them. Sebastian grabbed Ciel and jumped out of the way, and (Y/N) blocked Agni’s attack, their eyes narrowing as Agni’s inhuman strength, yet he was as human as anyone. Agni adjusted quickly, turning midair, kicking, flipping, and striking with blows faster than the human eye could be. (Y/N)’s reactions were catlike with precision, perfectly timed with his attacks.

            “I’ve hit your vital points several times now,” said Agni. “You should already be paralyzed. How can you still move?” (Y/N) smirked at his confusion.

            “Hey! We were just passing through here!” said Ciel. “It was those men who looked to rob me.”

            “What? You people, did you attack the little one over there for no reason?” asked the purple-haired noble. “That is not right! This time, my countrymen are at fault. Agni, take the little one’s side.”

            That’s how easy it is to change is mind? (Y/N) raised an unimpressed eyebrow.

            “Understood,” said Agni, and in a moment, all the men were lying in a heap on the ground. “It’s taken care of, Prince Soma.”

            “Good,” said Soma. “Well, then, I was in the middle of looking for someone, so I had better be going. See you.” He sighed and turned away with Agni. “English roads are too complicated. Let’s head left next.” And they just…walked away.

            What strange humans, thought (Y/N).

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            “I’m completely drained,” muttered Ciel once they made it back to the townhouse. “The culprit might have been one of those we saw.”

            “Let us await Lord Randall’s report,” said Sebastian.

            “Young Master, welcome home,” greeted the rest of the servants.

            “If I keep getting called out to London for all these trivial incidents, there’ll be no end to it,” huffed Ciel.

            “Ah! Earl, you really did come!” Lau opened the front door, not caring for decorum or invitations as usual.

            “You’re always so unannounced!” said Ciel. “I keep telling you, if you’re going to visit, at least send a letter or something first.”

            “Have you said that?” Lau’s memory was terrible as always.

            “Since we have a guest now, I shall prepare some tea,” said Sebastian.

            “Fine,” said Ciel.

            “I’d prefer an English Chai blend,” said a familiar voice.

            “Fi—!” Ciel’s eyes widened as he saw Soma and Agni standing in the doorway.

            “Ah, I met them around the corner,” said Lau. “They said they wanted to meet the Earl.”

            “Why are you here?!” cried Ciel.

            “Why? We got acquainted earlier, did we not?” said Soma.

            “Acquainted?” questioned Ciel.

            “And, also, we saved you,” said Soma, walking confidently into the house.

            “Saved?! In what way?!” cried Ciel.

            “In India, hosting for those to whom you are indebted is common sense,” said Soma. “Is it the English way to throw such people out under the cold sky?” He walked upstairs casually to a bedroom.

            “Who are you anyway?!” demanded Ciel as he threw the door open after Soma and Agni.

            “Me?” Soma was lounging happily on the bed. “I am a prince.”

            “A prince?” asked (Y/N). The rest of the servants peeked into the room next to them.

            “This personage is the Bengal Kingdom’s prince, the twenty-sixth son of the King of Bengal, Prince Soma Asman Cadart,” said Agni.

            “I’ll be imposing on you for a while, Little One,” said Soma.

            Presumptuous. He’s going to be an irritating guest, thought (Y/N).

            “Wow! A prince!” exclaimed Finny.

            “A prince!” echoed Mey-Rin.

            “This is the first time I’ve seen a real prince in the flesh!” said Baldroy.

            “You may approach me,” said Soma. The servants crowded Soma with questions.

            “So, you brought your servants with you this time?” remarked Lau.

            “Yes. We have a guard dog to protect the manor while we’re away now,” said Sebastian.

            “Well, that must be a relief,” said Lau.

            “Sebastian, (Y/N), keep an eye on them,” said Ciel.

            “Understood,” said Sebastian.

            “Yes, sir,” said (Y/N).

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            “Master Ciel, it is time to wake up.”

            Ciel’s eyes opened before jumping in shock. Agni and Soma were in his room.

            “Namaste, Master Ciel,” said Agni, smiling.

            “Why are you in my bedroom?!” cried Ciel.

            “We’re going out, Little One! Show us around!” said Soma brightly, picking up Ciel.

            “Why should I have to?!” demanded Ciel, trying to push out of Soma’s arms. “And I have a proper name! It’s Ciel, not Little One!”

            “Then, Ciel, I ask that you be our guide,” said Soma. “Come!”

            “Sorry to intrude,” said Sebastian, stepping into the room before Soma could run away with Ciel. “But the Young Master has studies and work duties to attend to today to today.”

            “You’ll have to accompany yourselves,” said (Y/N), smiling.

            “No, we shall stay and wait for Ciel,” said Soma, smiling as if that was normal.

            (Y/N)’s nose twitched in annoyance.

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            Sure enough, Soma and Agni were not far behind Ciel as he practiced violin. (Y/N) watched in amusement as Sebastian, in a tutor outfit (which made (Y/N)’s eyes unabashedly roam him), instructed him.

            Ciel played as best he could, and Sebastian listened for imperfections. The melody was interrupted, however, when the sound of prayers began. Agni and Soma had erected a statue of a Hindu goddess and were praying before it.

            “What on earth?” asked Ciel.

            “It seems they’re praying, but that’s a rather fantastic idol, isn’t it?” remarked Lau.

            “I’ve seen Cults. This is reasonable for hu-people,” said (Y/N).

            “All I can see is a statue of a woman carrying a head with a necklace of heads around her neck, dancing on the body of a man,” said Sebastian.

            “She is one of the Hindu gods we worship, the Goddess Kali,” said Agni.

            “Hindi gods, eh?” said Ciel.

            “Kali is the wife of Shiva and a goddess of power,” explained Agni. “In far distant times, a certain demon recklessly challenged her to a fight. Of course, the goddess Kali won. However, after that, unable to quell her destructive urges, she went on a rampage of death and destruction. In a bid to defend the Earth, her husband, the god Shiva, lay down at her feet. Having stepped on her husband with unclean feet, the goddess Kali returned to her senses, and the Earth once again became peaceful. Kali is the great goddess who defeated a demon after a mighty battle. As proof of that, she has the demon’s head in her grasp.”

            “So he says,” said Ciel, glancing back at (Y/N) and Sebastian.

            “To think there was a god as strong as that…” murmured Sebastian. “I will have to be careful if I ever go to India.”

            “I rather liked Egypt when I traveled there,” said (Y/N). They smirked. “I convinced some people to worship me.”

            “Well, then, our prayers are concluded, so let’s go out!” said Soma.

            “As I said, I’m busy!” said Ciel as Soma tried to drag him out again.

            “What are you even doing anyway?” sighed Soma.

            “You’re being distracting. Be quiet!” said Ciel. He picked up his fencing sword. He had practiced violin, now it was fencing. “If you want my attention so badly, then I’ll be your opponent!”

            Soma excitedly took the other sword. “So, if I win against you, you’ll come out with us?”

            “If you can,” said Ciel.

            “Good luck,” said Agni.

            “Well, then, begin!” said Sebastian.

            Agni is going to be beaten, thought (Y/N). He clearly has no idea what he’s doing.

            Sure enough, Agni swung the foil at Ciel’s leg, and it bent.

            “There’s no benefit to hitting the foot with a foil,” remarked Ciel sarcastically.

            Agni parried a few blows and huffed. “That’s unfair! I don’t know the rules!”

            “A match is a match,” said Ciel. “It’s your fault for not knowing.” Ciel had the upper hand and was about to finish the match with a blow to the stomach.

            “My Prince, look out!” Agni intervened. One hand held a cup to block the tip of the fencing foil, and the other struck Ciel’s pressure points, causing his arm to go limp. Agni’s eyes widened as he realized what he’d done. “M-Master Ciel. I’m so sorry. When I thought that His Highness was going to lose, my body moved of its own accord.”

            (Y/N) raised an eyebrow. Agni seemed to have some honor, even if Soma seemed immature and naïve. They would remain careful around the unnaturally talented human, but they had to admit, he wasn’t the most intolerable mortal they’d met.

            Sebastian noticed (Y/N) observing Agni, and his eyes narrowed.

            Soma laughed. “Agni, you protected me well. I give you my praise! Agni is my khansama and belongs to me. Therefore, the win was mine.”

            “Th-That’s ridiculous!” said Ciel.

            “Oh, dear, Sebastian, it seems like the Young Master’s honor must be defended,” said (Y/N). They smirked and tossed Ciel’s fallen foil to Sebastian.

            He caught it effortlessly. His eyes turned to Agni. Well, he had to prove a point now that the human had gotten (Y/N)’s attention. “Good grief,” he said. He masked himself easily with disdain at Ciel. “This happened because you teased an amateur who doesn’t know the rules.”

            “My fault?!” huffed Ciel.

            “Nevertheless, as a butler of the Phantomhives, now that my master has been injured, I cannot sit by and watch,” declared Sebastian. “All else aside, we’re ten minutes behind schedule.”

            “So, that’s what you’re really irritated about,” muttered Ciel.

            Not even close to correct, thought Sebastian.

            “I will allow a duel,” said Soma. “Agni, in the name of Kali, do not lose!” Agni bowed and took the fencing foil.

            “Sebastian, this is an order! Shut the brat up!” said Ciel.

            “Make this entertaining, you two,” said (Y/N) brightly.

            “Yes, of course,” said Sebastian, smirking.

            “Jo, ajna,” said Agni.

            “Begin,” said (Y/N).

            Agni and Sebastian were instantly in motion. With each thrust and parry, they danced around one another. Both were perfectly matched for the duel with inhuman grace as they fought. (Y/N) watched in fascination. Agni was most definitely human, but his skills were equal to those of Sebastian at the moment. It was truly fascinating to wat

            At the last moment, Agni and Sebastian both thrust their foil’s out, and the tips met. The foil’s bent. They snapped.

            “Oh, my. The foils snapped,” observed Sebastian.

            “The match is a draw,” said (Y/N), blinking in surprise.

            “Ciel’s khansama is pretty good,” said Soma. “Agni is the best fighter in my palace. This is the first time I’ve seen anyone fight on par with him.”

            Ciel walked to Sebastian and (Y/N) and whispered, “Just what is this man? He’s not one of those…” Reapers…

            “No, he’s definitely a human,” said Sebastian.

            “But with that power…He’s a likely suspect for the hangings,” said (Y/N).

            Sebastian nodded. “Indeed. Hanging people would have been an easy task for him…” Perfect. (Y/N) would be wary around him instead of interested in any way.

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            It seemed that everyone else was having a positive reaction to Agni, as well. When Sebastian and (Y/N) stepped into the kitchen, they expected the usual chaos. Instead, Baldroy, Finny, and Mey-Rin were working well beside Agni.

            “Thanks to everyone’s hard work, it looks like the food will be delicious,” said Agni.

            “This can’t be real,” said (Y/N).

            “Indeed, to have this lot helping you…” Sebastian didn’t have to elaborate.

            “Everyone is born with their own talent,” said Agni. “They have a duty and path laid out for them by the gods. We children of the gods abide by that and do what we can.”

            “You are a most well-rounded individual, aren’t you, Mr. Agni?” said Sebastian.

            “Not at all. Until I met the prince, I was a hopeless fool,” admitted Agni. “I will be forever in his debt. I injured those around me, strayed from the gods, and accumulated many sins. Finally, my day of judgement came. Without leaving any attachment in this world, I would…have died. But Prince Soma gave me a new life. To me, who had not even believed in the gods, who had thrown everything away…A god appeared! Indeed, that day, I saw the holy light of God within the prince.”

            (Y/N) raised an eyebrow. An interesting mortal.

            “The prince is both my king and my god,” said Agni. “Therefore, I will use this new life to protect the one who gave it to me and grant as many of his wishes as I can.”

            “Interesting,” said (Y/N), cocking their head. “You truly are devoted to him.” They had no loyalty to anyone in that. Well, almost anyone, but as a demon, they had to be ready to let go of attachments at any moment.

            “Yes,” said Agni. He brightened for a moment. “Ah, and I wanted to say something to you, (Y/N).”

            “Yes?” said (Y/N).

            Agni bowed. “I apologize for fighting you when we first met. Had Prince Soma and I known our countrymen were at fault, I would not have attacked.”

            (Y/N) raised an eyebrow. They put on a smile. “I am perfectly capable of defending myself against you, and you were following your prince’s orders as a servant should.”

            Sebastian’s respect for Agni’s devotion to his master and pure humanity was quickly losing to his desire to throw the man out of the house.

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[crankyweasel]

We're back my loves, and uff I am still in shock. So let's get started: Act II of Arcane

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I don't even know where to start, so I guess here?

Ambessa is tryna work arcane stuff but it really doesn't work, she is also apparently doing her very best to take over Piltover which is crazy. Her lt. Rictus has sort of a personality but he's kinda a terrorist (if evil why hot, don't like him tho). She was also trying her hardest to make Caitler her protégé - I'll talk about her too worry not. And let's not forget my most standing opinion of her, I hate her with burning passion. Good strategist, a solid con-woman, smart as all hell, terrible mama and apparently she had an affair with someone?

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Let's stick to the Medarda family for now, we got prison era Mel. She's one smart woman lemme say. We got a glimpse of how her brother - Kino - is/was supposed to be like, although he was a Black Rose apparition thingy (it was weird). Mel is, I suppose the affair baby, from which she has some sort of power or something? - Her arc confused me,

Though I am extremely excited to see what happens next with her, so there's that.

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Zaun is really coming together, with Jinx as their hero of sorts? It is, quite an interesting turnaround. (the second act feels like ww2 Germany and I'm scared of this revelation)

Zaunite people are uprising and working together which was nice to see. It's not the Undercity anymore, it's fully the nation of Zaun,

We also saw much more of mr. Firelight Man Scar, who is awesome and we love him in this household,

We also saw a glimpse of the tree community centre situation, which, was pretty bad. The tree is seemingly dying. A very sad and dire situation? - I would say.

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Moving on from Pola- I mean Zaun let's turn to our saviour Jinx!

She's a retired mama for a while which was strangely adorable to see. I swear on the humanity that I have left, that Isha is her kiddo,

Jinx is still kinda crazy which is character accurate I think. She's great tho, I really like her character turn, that and the small time we saw Sevika for she was a great second mama too. The crazy lil family. Perfect for them really,

Now for Isha. She's great. Very cute lil kiddo, though I do think she's either mute or just nonverbal (which, both is fine don't get me wrong). But, big BUT Isha you damn self-sacrificing idiot!? I genuinely teared up at the end - she sacrificed herself and killed lava-wick - what the fuck Isha?! All in all love her.

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The breakup really broke VI huh? Crazy.. but not really. It was genuinely cool tho to see such a drastic change after a relationship ending (I think many people could relate), I do like this phase tho. The apparent alcoholism, not so much but what can ya do?

We did get to see a glimpse of Vander knock-off ex-enforcer man but he didn't have a big role I guess,

The crazy-sister reunion wasn't on my bingo card but, well appreciated truly. The bickering, the fighting - true sisters here.

And oh my god. The lil family reunion with Vander-wick made me (also) genuinely tear up, like damn please stop playing with my emotions like this RIOT!

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After the dictatorship was chosen for Caitlin in the last act, we truly got to see Caitler at work huh. Also what the flying fuck was that with Maddie?! Didn't make a lot of sense to me but I do so love Riot embracing the whole lesbian thing,

Her dictator character arc didn't really move me in any direction, to me it was only "meh". Like yes, I know your mama was killed by Jinx and that made you vengeful, and that made her wanna get rid of Zaunite people (Caitler much?) but it wasn't that moving really. That and the moment she reunited with VI she dropped the dictatorship, like huh? - make up your mind woman. Also with that cape of her's, she looked like fucking Dracula. Weird aesthetic.

But the reunion was pretty nice, 15/10 reunion.

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Uhm the whole Jayce and Viktor thing was so crazy, holy hell,

So Vik fully embraced his hobo jesus Herald status, made a whole community out of it too. He really made his own holy church. Clever lil mighty Jimmy,

The Salo/Viktor thing freaked me the hell out, genuinely. It was a very weird thing to see. But I guess hobo boy Jayce didn't like it either because he killed Salo in cold blood - because apparently he's got that pure chaos in his mind? I mean Vik just say he's crazy, it's easier,

Then, because he's not done yet (what the hell man?) he goes to the land of salvation of hobo Herald and commits genocide. Committing war crimes must be fun, I'm sure Jayce could tell us.

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Next on our (my) list is the second individual whom I hate with burning passion, I give you - Singed!

He is apparently either a coward or just eighteen million steps ahead of people and the problem is I can't tell. Because locking himself in the cell after unleashing - our man, our myth, our legend - Warwick, is no doubt cowardly (I was like, "face the music bitch"), for which he was held accountable, but then he kind of wasn't? The fuck Ambessa?!

He's got a daughter I suppose who is either, genuinely dead or just very comatose, can't tell this one either, and his name is Reveck? What kinda name is that you old psycho-alchemist?!

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And for the last bit I chose Warwick, because I love him (not in-love with him mind you),

Thing is I always loved Warwick's character design even though I never really played L.O.L myself (I played for like a month). I think he's a fascinating character and I was super excited to see him in Arcane,

After realising that it was Vander who got turned into him was also very interesting. Because like, I did like Vander when he was alive, but back in my mind I always was thinking that he's either the Chekhov's gun type or he's just not that significant - which he really turned to be (not ignoring the pseudo-father situation),

This Arcane humanoid Vander-wick was an interesting choice as well, because I'm sure a lot of people will argue that it's not really the same character. But I personally really liked it, it's a nice change of pace. And this Vander-wick also has heterochromia which is just so cute, honestly, it shows his more human/sane mind,

The family hug, and Vander's memories were really trying to make me bawl, and honest to fuck they almost succeed,

The ending though, different situation. After the whole genocide thing, Vander-wick, not only going full Warwick but rather lava-wick?! The hell guys it was going so good and then BAM pure chaos. I hate every single person at Riot and I'll sue them for therapy money, I swear.

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Thank you for enduring the second rant about Arcane, I really like writing like this and I hope other people do as well.

Till next act loves, please have a lovely day everyone!

[jackofsometrade]

morse being queer (and other commentary) pt 12:

season 3, episode 4, “Coda”:

- opening with a funeral

- how very camp

- morse taking his lil test 🥰

- morse is such a know it all im obsessed with him

- “only in oxford”

- last time i checked there’s porn everywhere babe

- thursday insinuating they’re gay just to piss them off is so….

- i guess we can’t all be perfect

- also strange is so casually badass i’m fully obsessed with him

- the coughing thing is so embarrassing 😐

- debryn thinking morse is talking about nature studies when he says “stag films”

- he’s so 🥺🥺

- debryn always gives morse a well needed reality check and i respect him sm for it

- i, too, would stare at morse for an entire concert if the opportunity presented itself

- “come and see me”

- morse’s face immediately looks panicked and blushy he’s so embarrassing 🙄

- sam leaving 😭😭😭🔫🔫🔫

- morse is always so flabbergasted by how thursday does business

- “i was frightened for the most part.” “of what?” “of being found out. being found wanting.”

- that’s gay! in case you were confused. it’s gay

- this professor is so weird 😐

- i don’t like him at all! and i don’t like that hes using morse’s previous trauma to guilt him into investigating his wife

- thursday getting suspended for police brutality is… not something i can be all that upset about

- like sucks but 🤷‍♀️

- that’s how it goes

- he needs to rest his cough anyway tbh

- trewlove is SO CUTE I AM OBSESSED

- morse awkwardly whipping out the word bird to really trick the bingo guy into talking to him is so funny to me

- he’s like “the uh… 🤢 b-bird.”

- take a BREATH morse

- i refuse to believe that “spotted dick” is a real thing in the UK

- y’all gotta know how that sounds

- morse is so terrible with women i hate him 😀

- “a fellow must have the latest this or that to impress the ladies” and morse being like 😬

- it’s so gay

- joan being like “you’re right, it’s not your place to say.” and then morse being like 😮 is real!

- “let it go, for your own good.” “that’s rich, coming from you.”

- i HATE THIS DAMN PROFESSOR

- people don’t ever let morse just suffer in peace

- i just spilled water all over myself and missed his entire conversation w that other professor but i’m not gonna rewind we r just gonna live w it

- strange is… getting gradually less cool the longer the show goes on

- like i need him to calm down.

- i know he’s above morse now but he is so like… determined to be perceived as above him it’s uncomfortable

- and beating someone up RIGHT AFTER thursday gets suspended???? let’s get it together

- thursday is incapable of taking critique from morse and i don’t understand why

- he’s RIGHT and you should listen to him

- “morse? people will say we’re in love.”

- that professor is so fucking funny

- also clocked morse as a lil 💅 right away

- bank robbery is so crazy

- not all the main characters being directly affected!!

- bright moves SO DAMN QUICK when strange comes in i love him

- HOLY SHIT

- trewlove’s partner getting shot is so crazy to me she cannot catch a break

- morse is a lot braver than people give him credit for

- he straight up called an ARMED ROBBER stupid without hesitation

- i love him

- morse casually solving an entirely separate case during the robbery is wild

- trewlove 🥺🥺🥺

- winnie 🥺🥺🥺

- bright keeping that gun is something that can be so personal

- this guy is a FUCKING snitch

- a snitch.

- and i can’t stand him!

- debryn pulling up fully prepared to tend to bodies is so sick.

- joan is a RIDE OR DIE TYPE BITCH

- ok he didn’t deserve to die just for snitching but like…. the line “i don’t like liars but i hate a grass” is SO ICONIC

- joan’s reaction to the leader telling his little crony to put morse down is wild

- the way she closes her eyes 🫤🫤🫤

- final straw!

- lowkey thursdays voice….

- just kidding!

- no i’m not.

- coughing up a bullet?

- thursday is the coldest man alive.

- the way my MOM JUST SAID “yeah, you wanna be a hero by selling somebody else out. asshole. he’s a coward.”

- she gets it!

- strange is a ride or die ass bitch and i respect that even if i don’t like him rn

- morse holding joan when the guy blows the lock off 🫤🫤🫤

- i love them

- i don’t ship it!

- but i love them

- “the chambers empty! and he’s too stupid to count to six!”

- morse is so………..

- thursday needs to get his act together 😐

- like u fr gonna murder someone in front of ur daughter??

- THERE WAS A BULLET LEFT??????

- i hate morse

- hes so self sacrificing

- no way he j goes back to his job after all that

- he’s so filled with fear all the time i just need him to breathe

- “love, morse. imagine that.”

- he’s so disrespectful i hate him

- oh my god morse is so fine

- he has NO BUSINESS sitting in that chair like that

- morse realizing he loves her is something that makes me so violent

- i hate him

- i mean i have never related to a fictional character more in my life

- but i hate him

- this MAROON PULL OVER

- he knows he looks good

- “just give it a chance” = “just give me a chance”

- “you mean the world to them. you mean the world…”

- and then being UNABLE TO SAY IT??????????? i’m so fucking sick

- her reaching up to hold his face and him feeling a little hopeful only for it to be her checking his wound

- listen:

- i talk all day about morse being queer and how much he likes men and how he should end up with a man but like

- joan is the second person this SEASON to leave him

- the second person he loves who leaves him in the span of a few months

- he lost jakes in the spring and joan in the fall and he’s all alone for winter 🫤

- so whatever i think about his sexuality isn’t important because either way he KEEPS getting left alone by people he loves and, not only is it important to his character, it fucking HURTS

- and i love him.

[your-local-squip-fanatic]

I'm ALREADY thinking of a damn sequel for Don't Freak Out, Don't Resist when the first chapter isn't even written yet. BRAIN. STOP.

Anyway, I'm going to take the opportunity to yap about DFODR because BMC brainrot still going strong. Why? Because I'm bored.

So- first yapfest? What else but Observer?! They're Esther's SQUIP- she's one of the two main POVs, the other being, you guessed it, Observer (no spoilers on the third, it's only once or twice anyways!) and the antagonist. I'm aiming for something like this for their portrayal: the crack child of Vox and Bill Cypher that was raised by Pilot Alastor before being promptly dumped in the woods and later found by Mr. Puzzles. In short, completely unhinged, manipulative, and dangerous, yet still somehow fun (in a chaotic way), mentorly, charismatic, and of course they love to help and keep you-well, Esther- safe! They care!

Heck, this is an early version of their introduction currently in mind:

"ESTHER STEPHENSON!" The gray man bellowed excitedly. He reached for my hand and shook it vigoriously, and I noticed that he didn't feel solid, exactly. More like... I don't know, a vibrating glass? It was hard to describe it, but I felt a small buzz where he grabbed me. "Quite a pleasure, darling! Quite the pleasure indeed. I am your Super Quatum Unit Intel Processor- your SQUIP."

He flexed his hand, and a cane manifested from what look liked pixels appeared in his hand. The cane, which was long enough to also be considered a staff, had a blue orb on the top. An eye winked open on it, staring curiously at me. "Although, you may call me Observer," the man said, shooting me such a wide, bright smile that hurt to look at.

Observer has their own plans, and Esther is the unfortunate innocent soul caught in it. I'm honestly excited to REALLY show Observer's evil side here with how irredeemably CRUEL they are. This is a character I WANT people to hate and also love them for it.

Things follow the same formula as the musical, more or less: outcast wants to improve life, takes a thing that seemingly helps at first only for things to go south and eventually be a matter of stopping a world domination plot. With Observer, that means total control of humanity and the rest of SQUIPkind, all in the name of keeping Esther happy and safe! To them, Esther's happiness and health are a priority as it can affect them too! They do care about Esther- they're just going to VERY extreme lengths to do that and also make sure other humans and SQUIPs will be safe, too. It's all about self preservation!

Next yapfest, Esther herself! Struggling with college and a terrible job with a SQUIP crazy boss that keeps pushing her to get one, she gets tricked into taking a strange SQUIP pill- one that turns out to be Observer. At first she hates the new addition, but comes to appreciate her SQUIP's usefulness, listening to their words: don't freak out, don't resist!...theeeen things get fishy, and almost too late does Esther realize Observer's true intentions with her massive friend group.

Much like DLAU Lester, I had no idea what to do for her personality, so I just used myself as a template. I'm sure you can tell where Esther gets her stubbornness lol... I kinda think her and Obsy might have a sort of sibling dynamic once we get to the midway point, but who knows. It's still early.

And the third yappening... a certain purple themed SQUIP, Observer's nemesis will be in the story. I want more time for them, but so far I only know 2 times- the "You Know That Guy, Obsy?" scene and the finale. Scribe is important, and he deserves time in the spotlight.

[feuqueerfire]

Bad and Crazy Live Blogging

Needed something to watch from iQiyi for my commute now that I have a 7-day VIP pass but I've watched all the kBLs on there that I'd like to and I don't want to watch the raunchy Thai BLs I haven't yet watched (Love Sea, Deep Night) on the train. Thus, this Wi Hajoon and Lee Dongwook duo kdrama.

I had this on my watchlist before it was even released actually because I was on a Wi Hajoon binge in fall 2021. Ended up removing it sometime first half of 2022 it seems like because I got spoiled about the characters being [redacted] and wasn’t sure if that’s a trope I liked. But have watched some more Wi Hajoon and Lee Dongwook shows since then, so honestly, I think I’ll probably like it

Ep 1 (Aug 18)

I wonder if him getting drunk and kicking his car and stuff

oh this cop who they're questioning's background kinda reminds me of Beyond Evil Dongshik's dead partner

ohhhh Senior Inspector Ryu Su Yeol, you are working for corrupt bosses and doing their bidding.

I wonder who this side character and what this missing woman side story is

oh, this woman got disappeared

damn, Detective Do is scary as fuck

oh Su Yoel. i know you'll become good in the end but smh in the meantime

omg, I was wondering if the neighbour woman was lying but didn't expect her to set this guy (Kyung Tae?) up like that

well at least it was the Do fucker and not Su Yeol who hired the woman to pretend to be sexually assaulted by Kyung Tae

1:02:00 lmfaooo the editing of the shaking Assemblyman Do when he found out the bear records things is crazy. also does this mean that the Assemblyman was actually behind the woman's disappearance? And that's why his cousin Inspector Do was on the case of her missing + has the footage of her in the grocery shop?

omg... he was soliciting her? and killed her bc she was using her phone?!?! omg... okay, I did think it was a bit strange how good of a relationship he and his wife had + he was being a good father, I'd expect him to be terrible in some way in regards to family just based on tropes since he's supposed to be corrupt Assemblyman. and indeed he's a cheater and a murderer

Kyung Tae's rooftop apartment... did the main character from Death's Game live here too?

holy shit, much more violent than I expected

oh, I see. I waslike how did Su Yeol's ownself lead him to Kyung Tae's place, not like he'd know he was in danger but I guess he wanted to subconsciously apologize

K finally takes off his helmet

Man, it's Sunday night, and I've gotta go to sleep but in a different world, this would be so fun to binge.

Ep 2 (Aug 19)

damn, the teddy bear camera didn’t even have anything incriminating? and Kyung Tae is lying in the hospital like that smh

ohhh was that van used to cremate Yuna’s body? and they were planning on cremating Kyung Tae’s as well after the fire?

it’s so sad that we know Yuna’s dead and won’t be found even while the kid and others search for her

eughhhh they fucking framed Kyung Tae? I was wondering what was happening with Im Beom standing beside Kyung Tae’s bed if not to kill him

ahh so Ryu Su Yeol just accepted Kyung Tae as the murderer and got promoted to captain

murdered cop Minsu’s secret informant Yuna who was also murdered.

Ah, I wish I was binging this, these cop-mystery shows are always like “I gotta know what happened”

hmmm I don’t think Assemblyman knew that Yuna was related to Minsu investigating whatever when he killed her bc that seemed like a drunken accident where he thought of Yuna as his mistress or whatever

omg he found the necklace and incriminating evidence, wonder if he can actually use it now or if it’ll also be stolen away somehow because we’re only on ep 2. or maybe the show will have smaller villains and story arcs that last 2-3 episodes?

Su Yeol was gonna throw the necklace away into the river?! bro have some integrity omg

ah, the K and Su Yeol being the same person thing is revealed by ep 2, the end of the first week. When I’d first heard the spoiler, I’d thought it was one of the climax reveals.

Ep 3 (Aug 19)

him keeping memories of her and passwords being her birthday lol i enjoy exes to lovers

oh Su Yeol is “a foundling” not biologically related

a drug ring aspect. maybe this is what minsu was trying to figure out

Is the drug lord a NK defect? idk if the way they’re portraying her is… frowned upon but i do enjoy her demeanour and actions and the way she holds herself

oh naur assemblyman is ruining Su Yeol. you let him know you’re onto him way too early with that violence, ma

ah, pathetic begging Su Yeol. at first I was like maybe he's putting on an act but idek now, he's really losing everything i guess + it's affecting his mother

are they gonna have Su Yeol be in charge of the "delivery service" for their drugs? Is the alcohol that Su Yeol's drinking drugged?

I started this to watch on my commute, especially after the first 3 eps so that I can watch after downloading on iQiyi vip but I'm not commuting to work tomorrow, so I don't need to download the episode tomorrow... man, if I watch most of this show without the VIP, what will I even watch with VIP?

Ep 4 (Aug 19)

Episode 4 and yet Ryu Su Yeol is still a bastard who's handing over Kyung Tae, oh man. he's gotta be faking at this point right? there's a plan?

ookay they have a plan

we're only halfway through episode 4, what's gonna happen for the rest of it? the drug people? whatever Minsu was after? Yu Gon trying to get out of jail?

pls him as K donated all his (bribery) money

Ep 5 (Aug 20)

I should have suspected the Narcotics Team Leader fr, oof

I kinda wish we didn’t know so much of the actual crime beforehand, like we knew about Yuna’s murder and now half the Narcotics team. If there’s no mystery and we as rhetorical audience know a whole lot of what’s going on way before the main characters know, it gets frustrating waiting for them to catch up and seeing them be thwarted

Ep 6 (Aug 20)

I’ll be honest idk all these names and faces of side characters and who’s involved with what, so i’m just going on vibes. is the guy who the other guy thought called to tell Su Yeol about Min Su actually the other cop?

ah, they’re Russians. I was like what language are they speaking?

Chan Gi is seriously so annoying why are you now hitting Su Yeol and breaking your phone dumbass

Ep 7 (Aug 20)

i love exes to lovers, Su Yeol coming to Hui Geum’s house and the familiarity

oh they’re making out now

Ep 8 (Aug 21)

different tone and mystery then the first 7 episodes

Ep 9 (Aug 21)

this parent having alzheimer’s thing and their relationship should affect me more, maybe if I was watching at once on my laptop vs here and there on my phone. + idk if lee dongwook’s acting here evoked more emotions in me

this is a very different show now than how we started

I like that at least right now, we're not super ahead of the answers to the mystery the way we were with the previous cop criminals. We're finding stuff about as the characters are figuring stuff out.

I hope Su Yeol really had killed Junho's father in their murder pact. Not a fakeout.

Ep 10 (Aug 21)

yeah, been guessing it was indeed the shelter therapist despite him being ruled out earlier on. i had a small confusion where I thought this man was somehow old enough to have treated people in 1999 because of the files they were going through but ig they were just files of the shelter, not the therapist files.

Ep 11 (Aug 22)

frustrating in a good way I guess since Yunho is always a few steps ahead

Ep 12 (Aug 22)

somehow i wanted the defeat of Yunho to be more satisfying, to see some of it but Su Yeol was asleep for it all it seems

Boss Yong is so cool and brutal, I’m happy she got her revenge even though it felt like The Eye’s existence in the show changed halfway through lol

Overall:

Fine but did not make me feel much and is not going to stick with me the way other shows by these actors have. The first couple of corrupt cop investigations was fine but a bit annoying because we seemed to know everything far in advance to the characters finding out. The second half with Yunho was more interesting in some ways because we also did not know and it was like psychological tricks basically but I wish the ending was more satisfying somehow. Like everything is wrapped up nicely but Inwouldve liked it see it. Nothing super wrong with it but I could’ve just kept it off my watchlist and I wouldn’t have missed much.

Rating: 6/10

[peridotermine]

ALRIGHT SO LET'S BE CLEAR THERE WILL BE SPOILERS FOR THE FNAF MOVIE UNDER THE CUT

OKAY, SO YOU KNOW WHO MIKE AND GARETTE REMIND ME OF???

CHARLIE AND SAMMY

I"M NOT CRAZY I SWEAR

It just hit me in the face the moment Mike was like "I feel closest to him here" referring to the pizzeria.

I'm not saying that Mike is a robot kid ofc not. pfft, no way.

but also...like the possibility is there. nothing is out of the box anymore with the fnaf fandom I mean you've got crazy shit going on in the books like the faz goo and...the hallucination gas bs

ALSO ALSO APPARENTLY THOSE ANIMATRONIC FUCKERS CAN LEAVE THE PIZZERIA???

"SiLlY aUnT jAnE, sHe FeLl AsLeEp"

Those robots are in their platonic!Yandere era

"B-but...We just wanted a new playmate🥺"

WAIT THAT BITCH AIN'T FREDDY IT'S THE RIPOFF. or I guess Freddy is the ripoff in this case since Golden Freddy was their first

So the blonde kid IS golden Freddy.... but that means chica can apparently control more than one animatronic cause the cupcake and shit

"He's my father" ALRIGHT DAMN DADDY ISSUES MUCH?

NOT THE TORTURE CHAMBER DAWG THEY REALLY BE SELLING THE 'WILLIAM IS THE MOST TERRIBLE PERSON ON EARTH' IMAGE

that animatronic in the storage looks strangely like c.b you know the one Abby almost got stuffed in

OH SHIT I FORGOT FOXY EXISTS

IS THAT A REFERENCE TO THE FIRST BOOK??? THE 'HIDING BEHIND ARCADE MACHINES WHILE CHASED BY FOXIE' SCENE???

INTO THE BALLBIT WE GO WHAT YEAR WILL BE TRANSFERED TO.

YEAH VANNY TO THE RESCUE

mike mike mike just get a bucket of water and splash him. Actually please don't do that. he'll just keep coming back again🙄

oh nice I've always wondered why the animatronics never hurt William even though I'm sure they saw him at least a few times after the murders so that's one thing

so much for not coming back again

alright, so he first dies but then who breaks the animatronics later? Oh wait this is an AU. Almost like they're writing fanfics of og but they have budget to turn said fanfics into movies

Yeah, I know poor taxi driver Ballon Boy is the WORST.

what's with the kid's drawing at the end the one with the stripper freddy in it

C O M E F I N D M E alright that isn't subtle at all something is wrong

Or i just got used to the too complicated clues

either way it's nice

[onlyseokmins]

show and tell • l.s.m.

Pairing: lee seokmin x afab!reader Genres: smut (minors dni!), best friends/idiots to lovers!au Warnings: swearing, lotssss of teasing/switch dynamics, tickling, reader is obsessed w/ seokmin's body, they're idiots your honor and they're a lil bit in L-word 🤮, mingyu thrown under the bus as always, ONE BAD PUN BC I THINK I'M FUNNY, sex is as silly as me, BIG COCK SEOK 🗣️ like he's fucking huge okay, oral (both rec. kind of), attempt at 69 but seok's a menace the entire time, fingering, CRYING/TEARS, possession, biting, marking, multiple orgasms, squirting, lil bit of cumplay ig?, mentions of prev partners, overstim... i think that's it lmk if i missed smth 🥵😰 WC: 6.5k A/N: um so this is the most self-indulgent thing i dared to post you're WELCOME i shall now go die in a hole to never be seen ever again... happy belated birthday to the loml ugh ty to all the frens that let me sob in their dms and to @onlymingyus for helping me with a damn title 💖

The commonly shared belief among your friend group was that Seokmin is abnormally soft when it comes to you.

You thought they were full of shit. 

The bestest buddy in the world was also the softest ray of morning sunshine to ever exist in general. You could barely count on one hand the number of people he genuinely ever showed disdain towards or didn't get along with. All in all — it was extremely hilarious in your opinion because Seokmin's fluffy personality greatly contrasted with his lean, sharp physique. 

Ironically, the main reason you ended up in this position.

Just moments before, you were on his bed and caged between his arms. The dog tag necklace you'd gifted, engraved with his birth date and initials, swinging in the same rhythm that your heart rapidly beats with the small space separating your bodies. A sly grin raises the corners of his lips, the long fingers of his left-hand creeping up to trail lightly at your sides.

"I know you have abs."

Seokmin's hands fly up to wrap defensively around his body, though all in good jest. "You can't just ask a dude how many abs he has!"

"And you can't lie to me by saying you don't have any! Do you know how many of your dude-bros have blabbed about your crazy gym routine to me? Can you even guess how many girls bitched at me 'cause you weren't shirtless at my pool party? As if that's my fault?"

"But it's mine?"

"No, all I have to do is prove them wrong. So, show me the goods!"

You sucked at making up your mind — what to eat, what to wear, what to watch, what to do — okay, but who doesn't? It's something Seokmin was very familiar with, hence him always having to pick up wherever you left off. He also knows just as well that once you've settled on something, you'll see it through to the very end. Eventually. 

Which normally works out in his favor except in moments like now. So he resorts to a different preventative measure — tickling the decisiveness right out of you.

Like hell you'll let him do what he wants.

Maybe the whispers about him being soft for you were right. After all, it's to your utter benefit when you push at his shoulder. Only a bit unbalanced, he easily falls onto his side and you scramble to climb on top of him at record speed, one arm pinning Seokmin's wrists against the pillow beneath his head. 

Unfortunately, this looks like one of your 3,718,493,842 very bad choices in life. Once again, something you didn't think all the way through. Sure, you've bested Seokmin at light wrestling and play-fighting before — back when you were toddlers and all he did was cry.

Now, at adult ages, it seems like a horrible, terrible, very bad idea to have him beneath you. Your fingers play with the hem of his black t-shirt that's ridden up ever so slightly, unbearablely close to the leather band of his silver belt buckle. 

Seokmin's pupils are blown wide as he looks up at you with a strange, almost starry-eyed look of surprise. Black bangs flipped up across the dark gray of his blanket, silver chain askew shining against his collarbones, mouth slightly ajar.

Suddenly you're hyper-aware of sitting right on top of him, completely obliterating the distance between your bodies earlier, and leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination from what you can feel nestled in between your legs. 

"Would it be inappropriate of me to take your shirt off right now?" you can't help but ask.

He laughs, all breathless and high-pitched like he does when he's nervous. "You're asking for permission?"

"Seokmin," you whine and shift your hips in protest without thinking. Another bad move. Oops. "I'm trying to be polite."

"You have me pinned to my bed with the intent to strip me and you're worried about being polite?"

"Oh, please, you could easily break free."

It's true. His wrists twitch a bit under your grasp, almost like he's attempting to do just that but you're faster once more. Or he's just letting you have your way with him. Whatever the case, your other hand firmly holds both of his down which only brings your faces closer together.

"Don't move."

"Okay," Seokmin agrees and licks his lips, "at least you know what consent means."

"Are you consenting?"

"Depends on what to."

"Me taking off your shirt."

"… Should I be flattered?"

"Very."

Brown eyes close, his brow furrowing. For a minute, you think you've accidentally taken things too far and are about to quickly apologize and backpedal before things backfire until his lips quirk up and Seokmin snorts.

"Never imagined you'd be stripping me like this."

You would agree because what the hell? All this for some abs? But the way he says it makes you pause.

"Have you imagined this before?"

Expecting him to panic or something, you're even more taken aback when he bites his lip like he's holding back more laughter. 

"And what if I have? You'll be offended even if I lie." 

You narrow your eyes challengingly while his sparkle. "Are you… flirting with me?" 

"That is not how I flirt but okay." 

"You're being weird. Weird weird. Like super-duper weird." 

"Says the one soaking my jeans, right now." 

You want to scream. Instead, you let out a scandalized gasp, eyes widening. The effort it takes to bolt away means you must release Seokmin. Something that doesn't even cross your mind with the shame heating up your cheeks, mortification setting off every sirening alarm in your nervous system.

Your first mistake.

Countless other mistakes will be made after this, but looking back — could they really be watered down to just a mistake after the end results? Why you're even so embarrassed in the first place is beyond you. And your best friend has zero intentions of letting you get away from him.

The minute Seokmin's hands are freed, one flies to keep your hips pressed against his while the other gently braces your back. Lifting his torso up with insane core strength he clearly was lying about not having, you have no choice but to wrap an arm instinctively around his neck like a koala. Your other hand curls into a fist, clinging against the fabric straining with the flex of his chest muscles while simultaneously attempting to push him back in a futile effort.

"Breathe," Seokmin murmurs in mild concern. His eyes crinkle as he smiles encouragingly. "Breathe for me, babe."

You hadn't even realized you were holding your breath. If you inched any closer forward, your nose would brush against his, and leaning too far back would end up with him on top of you again.

"This is all your fault, babe."

"You're the one that started this in the first place, babe."

"All I wanted was to see your abs," your voice drops to a pathetic whisper, "babe."

"All you had to do was ask, silly."

"I did!"

To your horror, he leans in even closer with a devious smirk so his nose brushes tenderly against yours. "For yourself. Not others."

"What… what are you playing at Seokmin?"

"It's like you misinterpret everything I do on purpose."

"I — "

"If you think I'm just playing around you're sorely mistaken."

A beat of silence. "Then what are you doing?"

"Nothing," he says innocently even though the hand on your back trails upwards and not-so-innocently unclasps the bra underneath your shirt. 

Your jaw drops. Of course, your modest top is still on and the shoulder straps keep your undergarment in place. Yet, you feel naked with the way Seokmin shamelessly ogles your covered chest and lets out a satisfied groan, pleased that you weren't wearing a sports bra. After all, it's not the first time he's done that for you — but it is under this strange context.

"Seokmin — "

"I'll do whatever you want me to do. Tell me." His voice is low, rougher than you've ever heard, causing tingles to shoot down your spine at the way he says your name. "I should take full responsibility for whatever happens."

His last sentence echoes over and over inside your head because yeah, what the hell is going to happen? — until you blurt out, "You find me attractive?"

Finally, Seokmin acts the way you expect and are familiar with, his shy demeanor coming out like sun rays peeking through overcast clouds. Bowing his head, forehead flopping on your shoulder, he admits defeat. 

"As if that's even a question, goofball."

"No way — there's no way! My bestie, you, find me, your bestie, like. Hot?"

"Look, I know it's cliché to fall for your friend and all that stupid shit," he grumbles, "but you don't have to sound so shocked. I already know thanks to Mingyu."

You freeze. "Know what?"

"… You're really going to make me say it?" he laughs in disbelief and shakes his head against your shoulder, causing your loose strap to slide down. "When my pride's already in tatters?"

Urging Seokmin to pick up his head and look at you, you face his brown eyes straight-on and cup his flushed cheek. "What did Mingyu say that crushed your pride?"

He sighs. "He told you I liked you before I ever got the chance to say it myself to you."

Your eyebrows raise. "He did?"

"Yeah. And I thought you just. Well. I don't know, I thought you were just ignoring it out of consideration or something. Obviously. Since you didn't say anything."

"… All 'cause I was pretty sure he blabbered about accidentally spilling the beans to you about me liking you."

The both of you pause, silently cursing poor Mingyu. He did mean well. Somehow.

"You're joking right," Seokmin whispers, "is this real?"

"What makes you think it's not."

"Because you've only ever returned my feelings in my dreams."

Your pride swells at that, wrapping your arms around his neck daringly. "Dream about me often?"

He falls backward on the bed, taking you down with him with your bodies pressed tightly together. You admire his handsome features with renewed thirst while he shuts his eyes, no longer forcing yourself to view him through the platonic lenses you'd kept on for so long.

Then his eyes flash back open and you flinch at the burning desire blazing within them. He's never looked at you like that, at least not directly and it ignites the equal yearning you feel for him like a match.

"Yeah," he answers your teasing question, "I do."

Just the thought alone makes you dizzy. Your best friend, your sweet and lovely Seokmin who puts up with all your bullshit, laying here on this exact bed with thoughts of you consuming his mind. Pining for you. Wanting you. Shit, you think he deserves to have all his fantasies come true. And you're more than happy to help him out. 

"What do we do in your dreams?"

"Everything. Anything."

An iron-clad grip will probably leave bruises behind but it's not enough to stop you from a slow, lazy grind of your hips. You sit up for more leverage, hands on his broad shoulders for support, watching with smugness oozing out of your smile as he struggles to continue his wholesome thoughts.

"Holding hands, cute dates, buying you pretty things… "

"C'mon babe," you tease, "what else?"

"Ah… " Seokmin sighs, throwing an arm over his face to hide his eyes though it can't hide the flush creeping up his neck, to his cheeks, and coloring his cute ears. "You know… "

"Nah, I don't. Not unless you tell me." 

"… Just gets lonely in bed. At night. Cold."

"We've slept together before when I've stayed the night and vice versa."

"Mhm, but never with my dick inside of you."

You coo, trying to keep up your unbothered façade as though the quickening pace of your hips isn't making an insane mess of his lap. 

"Poor little Seokminnie had to jerk off all by himself." Leaning down to whisper maliciously in the ear that isn't shielded by his elbow, "Or did you do it while I was laying next to you because you were so frustrated?"

"As if," he scoffs, "and I'm not sure what you mean by little."

Like a switch has flipped, two hands return and grip your hips, keeping them stationary. To prove his point hard, it's Seokmin's turn to grind his pelvis up into the moist heat of your covered cunt while holding you still to feel every agonizingly delicious drag of his cock. The way he can feel you pulse against him even through your thin shorts, the devastating whimper that leaves your mouth when the rough fabric manages to catch your clit just right make up for the mildly gross stickiness of precum inside of his jeans.

A sadistic grin leers at you, almost a snarl. Such a jarring contrast to the normally soft, fond looks you're used to and a shudder runs through your body at the shock, another rush of heated arousal dripping from your pussy.

It's cute, Seokmin thinks to himself, how you put up this act and think you're the one in control when it's really me, the one whose lap you're on.

"Can you even blame me?" he growls, not waiting nor expecting any answer as he sits back up, jostling your body in the process. "I was so good, so well-behaved in front of you. And yet you waltz around me with barely anything on all the damn time, flirting with all my friends in that skimpy bathing suit without a care in the world… "

You don't even know when you ended up on your back. Staring wide-eyed into Seokmin's narrowed ones, his eyelids fluttering as he recalls these memories, fist clenched and arms tense as he towers on top of you once again. He's panting, lower body still pressed against yours.

"Batting your eyelashes at me, giggling, grinding that sweet ass all over me on the dancefloor and then skipping away even though I wanted to touch you so badly… and if that's not torturing enough, constantly showing up in my dreams, always out of reach… So yeah, I'm just a little frustrated, sorry."

"I'm… I'm… I-I didn't know — "

"I know that. I know that and that's why I felt like utter trash. You didn't mean any of it and here I am throwing my disgusting fantasies on you."

"Don't say that," you plead and cup the side of his face, running your thumb repeatedly across his mole. "You're not trash, Seokmin. I wasn't thinking — I mean I didn't realize… I just — "

"Please," he interrupts suddenly, desperately begging. "Please tell me… if this… if this is going to be a spur of the moment, out of pity, and a one-time thing… please tell me you don't want this. That you don't want me — "

"I want to kiss you." 

You watch his body tremble before he takes a deep breath, smiling up at him as his eyes gradually open. They blink owlishly at you, nearly crossing in his attempt to scan your face if he really heard you correctly as you guide him by the jawline close to your lips.

"I want you, Seokmin."

To be honest, you've never really imagined what it'd feel like to kiss your best friend. The movies you've watched make it out to be magical, enchanting, and something out of a fairy tale. Sure, maybe they're not wrong but the majority of entertainment is the bad boy turning sweet or a soft boy remaining a gentleman.

Nothing's prepared you for awakening the beast in a good boy.

He kisses you with a ferocity that steals your breath from the get-go. A sensual clash of teeth, tongue, spit, love bites, and nips. Seokmin always had an enjoyable, pleasing tone to his voice and it sounds even better when he's grunting and groaning in the laidback battle for dominance.

Somehow, your clothes are merely disheveled and not ripped off despite continual tangling and grabbing at each other. Once again, you find yourself back on top as you gasp for air — having to push him away when he chases after you for more kisses. If you thought he was pretty before, he's even lovelier with shiny, swollen lips and a dazed, hungry look in his eyes.

Despite pouting at the sudden distance, the man astonishingly looks at you like you've hung the stars in the sky. As if he's never seen the ugly sides of you, your lowest and most embarrassing moments. His gaze trails from where you sit on his thighs to the rise and fall of your heaving chest to your blown-out pupils with such appreciation and awe that your cheeks are set aflame.

Although maybe you're just seeing a reflection of your own adoration. Running your hand down the toned length of one of his arms, you intertwine your fingers together. A smirk returns to your face as he squeezes back, distracted.

"So, can I see your abs now?"

Seokmin groans your name and chews on his lip, uncertain. You shrug and toy with the hem of your own shirt before decisively pulling it over your head. A blissed-out sigh escapes his mouth at the reveal.

Your bra is undone — thanks to his earlier mischief — and barely covers your breasts. Threatening to fall off at the slightest move, you pretend to protect what little modesty you might have and keep it in place with a free hand. 

"Tit for tat?" you tease.

He audibly gulps and you watch his Adam's apple bob. You wait patiently, letting him go at his own pace and back out if he wants. Though he does relent because he feels at comfort with you, revealing his gorgeous tan skin and upper body you hadn't seen in what feels like years.

"Omigod…" you gasp out and he cringes, upper body taut with nerves. "You've been hiding a six-pack away from the public for so long?"

"I — "

"I want to touch them."

"Why are you so obsessed with my abs?"

"'cause they're mythical. Like unicorns or… or Bigfoot."

"You're comparing me to a yeti?"

"Not yet…i!"

He rolls his eyes at the ridiculous pun. "I thought I was getting a 'tit for tat'?"

"Yeah," you nonchalantly slide off your loose bra and toss it somewhere on his bedroom floor. Seokmin doesn't even get to relish the bare sight of your tits for his own enjoyment because you're grumbling, "can't even show his best friend his fine ass abs," and he has to correct you.

"Maybe if I was your boyfriend, I'd show them to you all the time."

"Oh? Is that a promise? A threat? A distraction?"

"An offer. A suggestion even."

"It's pretty tempting," you play coy, "can I touch you if I say yes?"

"Only if I can touch you too."

"Then yes." Your pointer finger travels down the flexed crease of his skin to right above his belly button. "Can I see your dick now?"

"But I want… I'd like to… taste you."

"Later," you assure and daringly place a kiss above his waistband. Your hands tug at the belt when his hips stutter upwards. "Please?"

He's gone the moment you flutter your eyelashes at him and so are his ruined jeans. Discarded on the floor to join the growing number of other clothing when he says yes. 

Even Seokmin himself would admit he is indeed too soft for you but his cock certainly isn't. Your eyes nearly bug out when it flops against his stomach, angry red and leaking tears of precum. He grits his teeth at how much it aches, perfect jawline even more prominent. 

His self-esteem would have been dashed to pieces at the devastating frown on your pretty face but it's greatly inflated when all you can do is whimper out, "You're so big… "

"Yeah?"

Your best friend — no, now your boyfriend, you suppose — hisses when you blink at him. 

"There's no way you're gonna fit."

"Hah, 's never been a problem before." Nails dig into his thigh, the little show of possession at the mention of his previous partners wickedly giving Seokmin another ego boost. He's quick to try and appease you though by saying, "don't worry, babe… let me prep and taste you, I'll make it fit I promise and you'll feel good."

"Fuckin' sweet talker." You feel a hand reach out to temptingly slip under the band of your shorts. "Everything about you is always so sweet."

"'m sure you taste even sweeter." 

"Seokmin…" 

"Hm?" His touch grows bolder at the moan of his name, squeezing at the plumpness of your ass. "Will you please let me have a taste? Just wanna help you out." 

You won't be thinking I'm so sweet after this. 

Eager to touch him, you nod and start to take off your shorts but Seokmin is faster. Nearly tearing them off your body in excitement and somehow managing to position your bare lower body right where he wants it. 

Luckily, you're able to face his neglected cock. A shriek leaves your mouth, though, because the hardened tip of his tongue is searching for your clit, lathing and suckling on it when he does find it. 

You try to focus on your prize but it's difficult with the vigor he's attacking your throbbing, needy pussy. Seokmin holds you up high enough that he can leave occasional nips on the inner crease of your hips before harshly licking and sucking up your messy arousal. Shaking his head back and forth with an animalistic growl, all you can do is resort to pitiful kitten licks and slobbering mindlessly on just the side of his cock. 

The more you attempt to wrap your lips fully around the tip, the further down he brings you to his mouth until you're almost suffocating him. A brutal assault where you can only twitch your hips to which he agreeably grunts, gliding you across his open mouth ever so slightly. Unable to escape the throes of pleasure, not that you would want to — you give up and give in. 

Tears fill your eyes as your body convulses and shakes, staring longingly at his cock through bleary eyes. Seokmin's muffled moans as he gladly helps you ride out your orgasm with your fluttering hole clamping around his tongue barely registering in your ears. You feel like you're floating while underwater in the most delicious of ways. 

Seokmin manages to nudge you enough so he can catch his breath while waiting for you to come back to him. A fond smile on his lips when you're finally able to move and he helps you flop by his side. 

"Why on earth are you a pussy-eating pro?" 

"You keep complaining about things most people don't find fault in." 

"I wanted to suck the life out of you, not the opposite." You reach for his cock again but he stops you — again — and rubs the back of your hand consolingly while he wipes the wet mess you'd left on his face with a smirk like a badge of honor he takes pride in. "Lee Seokmin!" 

"Shhh, don't whine, baby. Almost there, I'll let you have my dick soon. Give it to you real good. Now that I've confirmed what a tight, good little pussy you have for myself, gotta make sure you're stretched out enough. Don't wanna hurt you." 

"It already hurts, 'm so empty, 'min." 

"Greedy," he snickers, knowing you're full of shit, and sits up. "After I just stuffed you with my tongue so well that you complained about it, now you want me again?" 

"Always want you. Always have. Didn't realize it before but it's true. 'm sorry, Seokkie, need you so bad though." 

"Lucky I like you so much. Now turn around, let me see that lovely ass of yours." 

You do as he says, clambering up on all fours and arching your back prettily, looking over your shoulder to see what he'll do next. 

The sight alone is a wet dream. He's licking his lips, brown eyes honed in on your puffy, seeping cunt until he's snapped out of the trance when he realizes you're watching him. He sticks out his tongue to pull a silly face and you shake your head in disbelief. 

A finger traces up your spine before it turns into his palm pushing down between your shoulder blades so your cheek is pressed into the pillows. You can just feel the heavy heat of his cock but he pulls away before you can savor it for too long. A constant tease that leaves you whining again in frustration and wiggling your hips enticingly, a futile effort. 

"I know you're desperate. 'm sorry, don't wanna cum too fast and disappoint you though." 

"You won't disappoint me." 

"Nope, I'll make it worthwhile. Promise. We can do whatever positions you want after this. I'd like to see you riding me like you do in my dreams, personally." Watching how you clench at his words, he chuckles. "Knew you'd like that too. Now, let's see…" 

He slips a digit inside your hole muttering, "There we go," and adds another. And another. Three fingers explore your gummy inner walls and he hums in contemplating tones before he begins scissoring motions to get your pussy to further open up. 

Your moans are muffled by the bed and Seokmin simply increases his pace to make them louder with a sneer of satisfaction you don't see. You do feel him kissing down the length of your spine, more love bites that make you squeal at each pinch. 

"So cute and perfect. What 'm I gonna do with you?" he asks and pretends to understand the unintelligible garble to his rhetorical question. "Yeah, that's right, babe. Fuck you even more stupid than you are now 'cause it's what you deserve." 

Retracting his fingers, licking them clean, and mumbling how pretty you are — then he's finally wrapping a veined hand around his even veinier cock to tease at your entrance. 

He plays with your wetness, coating his tip with it and making both your mouth and pussy drool. And god, does Seokmin relish the vision before him. 

You're everything to him and that thought alone makes him bite down on his lower lip, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead. He doesn't want to fuck this up. Every muscle in his body tenses when he takes a deep breath and eases himself inside, enraptured with the way your soft pussy lips part and cling around his length to welcome him. 

When he glances up to check how you're doing, he has to reign himself back from exploding or thrusting insensitively all the way in. The way your eyes roll up, a stain of drool left on his blanket, and the feeble thank you's followed by a filthy series of moans — he lets out a string of curses that would make even a depraved whore blush out of shyness. 

"S'big, s'full," you hiccup, clenching and unclenching in rapid successions that has Seokmin wheezing, though he tries to comfort you. 

"'m not even all the way inside, sweetheart. Bear with me, babe. Breathe. I've got you." 

"Got me… hella fuckin' full."

"You can take it. I know you can." He pushes his hips forward a bit more. "There you go, sweetheart. Relax just a tiny bit… Yeah, that's it…" 

Praises fall from his lips and you sob at both the goddamn stretch and unfathomable pleasure. You already feel him buried in your gut reaching spots you didn't even know existed by the time he's almost bottomed out for his pelvis to press temptingly against your ass — you're pretty sure you can feel him in your lungs at this point.

"S'deep…!" 

"Feel so fucking good… d'ya need me to pull out a little, baby? You still with me?" 

You answer him by bravely using whatever strength — or more like the urge for him to split you open and take it all because you want to be as good as he's telling you that you are for him — and push yourself back so he's fully seated within your tight cunt. 

You're probably screaming if your raspy throat and ringing ears are anything to go by. He's panting and rubbing his forehead with a groan. 

"Fuck, what are you so hot for?" 

The air feels like it's been punched out of his lungs, the same way his cock is being suctioned and squeezed. In an effort to wrangle whatever control is left within himself, Seokmin focuses on your body and how it reacts. Laying over your arched back to press your bare bodies close together in an intimate fashion. 

You can feel his necklace and its cool touch on your burning skin. The recollection of never seeing him without it since gifting it to him reignites a possessive streak in you and has your pussy pulsing around him more fervently. Suddenly you long to have his mark engraved on you permanently, etched into your body and soul just like the inanimate object. 

It's almost a shame when he pauses to tug it free so it doesn't break and let it hang over your shoulder instead. Not that it matters much, for you'd only have a temporary imprint of a dog tag shape on your back. 

As if he can read your muddled mind (he probably can), Seokmin makes up for it in his concentration to delay his dizzy cloud of absolute unbridled lust. He's already left many physical reminders of his touch where you'll definitely be sore later scattered around your body and as a bonus — bites down where your neck meets your shoulder. 

(You have no idea how you'll explain the obvious teeth marks to your friends the next day but you know they'll know. Especially when Seokmin — the little shit that he is — shamelessly shows off the various marks you'll leave all over him later tonight.)

But you don't think about that right now, any and all thoughts consumed of him, him, and him. You're full. So full. Oh, how you ache to run your fingers across his gorgeous body the same way he's able to yours, sneaking a hand underneath to fondle at your breasts and tug at your nipples. You suppose that can wait, already inching toward another crashing orgasm when he's unable to stay still anymore and starts shallow, cautious thrusts.

"Mm, ah, 'min… Seok… min… "

"'m here baby, you're gonna cum for me already, aren't ya?" He pulls his dick out far enough to see the way your essence glistens and coats his length and then smoothly stuffs you full again. "Go on and cream on my cock, make me yours."

Shockingly you shake your head. "No, too soon!"

"S'kay, I know you can give me another one after. If you let go now, it'll feel even better after. You're still so tight, I can barely move."

You really can't believe you're about to climax so soon again. There's not really a choice to hold it off anyways, especially when his hand moves away from your tits and mercilessly rubs your clit. He could've just fucked your throat raw with how hoarse your voice is now with all the sounds he's drawn out of you.

As you recover from the fuzziness of a second orgasm, he'd taken out his cock that's basically gone numb at this point (he's not sure if that's a good thing or not), and appreciates the delectable view of how your hole has been stretched out perfectly in the shape of his cock to accommodate him so sweetly. It all screams I am Seokmin's and he fucking adores it. And you.

There's only one thing left to do. Paint you with the color white.

"You ready for me?" 

You breathlessly huff out a yes but honestly, you're unsure if you will be able to handle another peak without passing out. Seokmin soothes you, whispering that this will be the last one for this round accompanied by two chaste kisses on each of your shoulder blades. So wonderful and perfect, he reminds and suddenly you can do anything he asked of you.

Which is good because he's finally snapping his hips hard and fast with better ability, drilling into your warm, wet pussy he calls his that confirms that ownership itself with filthy noises of agreement and gushes of more arousal. You moan out a mix of yes, yours, and his name — growing so fucked out that when he asks you where you want him to cum, all you do is feebly bounce your asscheeks against his abs when he refuses to move.

"Shit, you gotta tell me now or I'll… fuck, I'll do it inside. I-I know you're on the pill but… "

"Please…"

"You'd look pretty with it all over your back but also spilling out of your pussy… "

"If you don't cum right now anywhere… I'll cry."

"You're already crying." His thumb brushes at the trail of tears that spilled over your eyelids.

"Seokmin…!"

"'m sorry, let me give you what you want."

His hips resume slamming at a rapid pace, hitting deep within that magic bundle of nerves without fail. Stars swim in your vision and the mind-numbing pressure twisting in your lower gut builds up without warning.

It's a silent scream this time and a peak that doesn't seem to end. As your body violently shudders and shakes for what feels like hours at its intensity, Seokmin's release is triggered. Gently thrusting as you spasm around him, milking his cock as it starts to fill you up with a comforting warmth. In a daze, he's forced out by the end of your explosive orgasm and watches with a slack jaw in awe.

He's managed to leave beautiful lines of white across your ass and back as intended. Though the bit he'd left inside of you is mostly expelled by you squirting and coating his thighs with your release, if he looks close enough, there are still globs of cream left around the outer lips of your cunt that has him groaning.

"This is better than what I've dreamt about."

"Of course. Real thing is always better."

"In this case, yes." 

"… Do you still think I'm sweet?"

"… Somehow, yes."

Seokmin laughs as you collapse flat against the bed. You need to clean up but both of you can afford to rest a little first. He lays down next to you on his side, bringing you into his arms and you immediately snuggle your face into his chest before fixing him with a serious gaze.

"I don't get it."

He stiffens in fear. "Wh-what?"

"You fucked your previous partners, right?"

"Um… most… of them… "

"Like this?"

"Uh… " he narrows his eyes. "What… what do you mean?"

"There's no way they would've wanted to let you go if you got a stroke game and stamina this good. Unless you were just too much of a beast in the sheets — which I could understand."

His arms tighten around you. "I'm sorry, did I go too hard on you? I just didn't wanna cum too fast."

"No, you're insane but it was… incredible. You're the unreal one here."

"Didn't expect that when you harassed me about my abs, huh?"

"I did not harass you and of course not, did you?"

"No, but… I'm glad it did. You… don't…  you don't regret it, do you?"

"No, why would I?" He breathes out a tiny sigh of relief which has you raising an eyebrow but you continue on. "I don't get why they didn't try harder to stick around. I mean you're perfect. In all aspects. I one-hundred-percent mean that."

"They weren't you, though. I'm sincere when I say you've always been the one. I was just afraid…" 

"You're a damn good actor, you know that. I had no idea."

Your favorite smile beams at you. "I did major in theater. And we're both kinda idiots."

You slap at his chest playfully and he covers your hand with his. "I like you too, you know that? Like really mean it when I say I do. Even if you just obliterated my fucking vagina out of existence."

"There's no way, I most certainly did not." He kisses your forehead. "'cause you still have to ride me like promised."

"I don't think I'll be able to."

Your eyes close, ignoring Seokmin's gasp of shock and protests about cleaning up. He can tell you're pretty exhausted and acquiesces, shifting you into a position more comfortable for you to be able to doze off for a bit.

But you take that opportunity to spring to life, sucking the nastiest hickey on his neck right above his silver chain. One that will take weeks to heal. He lets out a moan as you do it and when you back away, the atmosphere has heated up again.

"You're giving me a hard time," he points out with an eyebrow wiggle and you giggle. 

Urging him to roll over, you lug your aching limbs up and over so you can straddle his upper body. Adding more and more love marks and bites on his chest, neck, and arms. It's your turn to stake a hushed claim of mine whispered into his ears that you nip at. And he giggles, loving the attention you're showering him with.

His cock is stirring to life under your ministrations as is another pool of arousal swirling in your gut. Despite the hiss of oversensitivity and slight pain you both feel, you ease his length back inside. Nearly crying out because this new angle means he's stuffed in you even more, you don't know if he can fit until you're gasping in relief once you're successful.

He tentatively brushes his fingers against the bulge that appears in your lower tummy, wanton moans erupting from both of you at the gesture. It sends chills down your spine and you shiver.

"Gonna have to help me move, dunno if I have enough strength to make your dreams come true."

"S'kay, we have forever to act them out again and again," he reassures you which erases your pout. "You'll get used to me with enough practice."

"You think so?"

"Well, we can only test that theory to make sure."

You giggle as he pulls you in for a tender kiss by the back of your neck. "You're naughtier than I could've ever imagined."

"But you love it. You love me." His smug look only grows at your agreeing hum and when he flexes his abs. "Now, shall we see if all the work I put into my abs is worth it, babe?"

onlyseokmins: February 2023 ©

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[kim-seung-mo]

Could I request #30? Thank you so much, have a nice day/night!

𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 ℂ𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙 𝕠𝕟 𝕐𝕠𝕦

♩ gn!reader, soft soft soft!!! just fluff, no angst, no warnings, tears but like not sad tears?? does that make sense??? there's like one swear word

♩♩ word count: 1.8k

♩♩♩ A/N: fun fact, i've actually never had a crush on anyone...is that kinda sad? idk (⊙_⊙)

wip list here

Chan

Maybe you're just too oblivious, but you haven't been able to detect his feelings.

Even though others would definitely say he is terrible at hiding it.

He would always be subconsciously looking in your direction, unconsciously doing things for you, acts of service, he smiles whenever anyone mentions you, the way he's always so nervous in front of you, all of these little things so clearly indicates that he has feelings for you.

But you just don't seem to notice at all.

And he doesn't know what to feel about this.

On the one hand, he is happy that you do not know, which means your relationship will never be ruined.

But on the other hand, you not noticing anything could also be evidence to prove that you don't share the same feelings he does.

He laughs at himself, feeling like a teenager for having trouble with someone like this.

But while he tries to stop himself from it, he just ends up falling deeper and deeper.

The thought that you could possibly solely see him as a brother, or a friend breaks his heart.

He wants to be more, he wants you to see him as more.

He's the kind of person to compose a song for you overnight, just because he thought of you.

But whether you'll ever be hearing this song or not, he doesn't know.

Minho

Him? Lee Minho? Having a crush on someone?

Impossible. Only other people have crushes on him.

But... What then, is this emotion he's feeling for you?

He's the kind of person who won't admit that he likes you, ever.

Would think of a thousand excuses just to convince himself otherwise.

"I'm not looking at Y/N, I was...uh, looking at my own reflection!"

"I wasn't blushing! It's the heater! Don't you guys think it's too high?"

He is a tsundere.

Will try to get you to like him, make you confess your love for him first, make you think you fell for him first.

Will offer to teach you how to dance, as a friend of course.

Then during the "teachings", would deliberately be all touchy with you, making you blush, your heart beating faster, and then pretend that nothing happened.

Evil bunny, very evil.

You will never know the truth, he makes sure no one knows... unless, of course, he gets drunk and says it himself.

Changbin

This may sound strange, but Changbin will be close to everyone except you.

He's great at connecting with people and loves skin-to-skin contact, but the moment he's with you it's like he's broken.

Unsure of what to do with his hands, red ear tips, awkward laughter.

He's a rapper, but he stutters in front of you.

You thought for a long time that he didn't like you, or that he felt uncomfortable around you.

And so you would try to stay away from him because you were afraid that you made him uncomfortable.

He didn't know that, obviously, as so was really upset about it for a long time, thinking you were distancing yourself from him because you didn't like him.

Don't we just love miscommunication?

This frustrated not only the two of you, but also the other members of Stray Kids.

Watching you two give longing looks at each other across the room, and that damn sigh you always made really drove them crazy.

Why were the two of you so stupid? Why can't you guys just...talk for like two minutes and everything will be solved??

"Omg dude they/he obviously like/s you back! Just act normal!!!"

You've both heard that line a million times from the other seven members.

Hyunjin

If you don't confess your love to him first, he will be hiding it for the rest of his life, I'm not joking.

Unlike Minho, he won't try to make you like him at all, he just sits in a corner and sulks.

When he sees you with another member (or anyone else really), his eyes start to turn red and his chest aches.

Will write you love poems, but most of the love poems are thrown into the trash.

Because "no words express my love for Y/N".

He is a very sensual person, the kind that will like you to the point where it's actually overwhelming him.

The type that will start crying when he thinks of you when he goes home alone at night and feels lonely in bed.

He hates himself for not having the courage to confess to you, but then there's really not much he can do other than pray to god for you to like him back. (and hopefully confess cuz he's definitely not going to say it first, he fears rejection more than anything else)

The boldest thing he has ever done was secretly kiss you on the forehead when you were asleep.

Even if it was just a simple peck on the forehead, it kept him up all night with his heart racing.

After that incident, he would often imagine what it would be like if he could kiss you on the lips.

Though if a kiss on the forehead makes him act like this, a kiss on your lips would probably be the death of him.

Jisung

Very straightforward, surprisingly, will flirt with you and use cheesy pick-up lines he found on the internet.

But if you flirt back, he immediately goes into tomato mode.

Face red, shaky hands, stuttering, the whole anxiety package except it's not.

"What's wrong Sungie, are you shy? You were so bold just a moment ago?"

Him and his anime girl legs, if you know you know.

Hides his face behind his sleeves, not daring to speak or look at you.

You only really needed one more push to make him give up and just confess to you.

But you always stop right there, not giving him any more push, making him unsure whether you like him back or not.

He really likes being close to you, feeling close to you, looking for common ground with you.

Every time he's hinking about you, or looking at you, time flies by.

He will notice every little habit you have, little details, so small that sometimes you don't even know yourself.

These little details just make him like you more and more.

He feels like he can't possibly be more obvious.

Every love song is written for you, the lyrics hinting at you, heck, he even lets you listen to them before anyone else, even before Chan and Changbin. He made you read the lyrics, he was staring at you the whole time you listened. He was this close to putting your name in the song.

Why aren't you getting the hints? It's driving him crazy.

Eventually one day he'll just say "fuck it" and confess to you, one day.

Felix

Is Felix so warm and sunny because he is an Australian? Or is it his own personality? You don't know.

But he is really direct in showing his liking to people.

The loving eyes, the physical contact, the never-ending compliments, the gifts every now and then.

It's almost like he's afraid that others do not know that he likes you.

His whole body is always just sticking to you, as long as you are with him, he must hold your arm, or hold your hand, or just hold you.

If you guys were actually dating, (people already can't tell if you are or not) he would probably be sitting directly on your lap.

Constantly begging to get your compliments, will put a lot of effort into it.

Compliment him on his dancing, on his deep voice, on his improvement in singing, on his cute and charming freckles, on his tiny little hands, on everything.

Everyone in the world knows he likes you, even you know he likes you.

But he doesn't seem to know.

"Felix, do you like me? Because I like you."

"I like you?! But... omg ......Y/N, you're right! I like you! I like you!!! Wait- you like me too? That's great! Are we boyfriend-girlfriend now?"

It's so weird hearing him say such cute words when he has that deep voice, but you loved it.

You thought he couldn't be clingier

Boy, you're so wrong.

Seungmin

Actor, this puppy is an actor.

"I bought an extra drink on accident, I guess you can have this one."

You look at your favorite drink in your hand and blink.

How did he just happen to buy your favorite drink? Oh, what a wonderful coincidence.

"I found the flowers on the side of the road and thought they were pretty, I guess you can have them."

You look at your favorite flower in your hand and blink again.

This type of flower doesn't bloom this season, how did he get so lucky? What a wonderful coincidence.

"Hey I learned a random new song, do you want to hear it?"

You look at the song shown on his phone and blink once again.

It's your favorite song, how did he happen to pick your favorite song to learn? What a coincidence.

No, by this point, even you sensed that something was not right.

How would there be so many coincidences? And how could all these coincidences benefit you?

"Seungmin, is there something you're hiding from me?"

Seungmin swallowed, but remained calm.

"No, why would I be hiding something from you?"

You watch his face carefully, trying to read his expression.

"I know!"

He clenches his teeth nervously, you didn't find out, did you?

"You're trying to make up for something you did wrong aren't you?! What did you do?!"

Oh, well, maybe he hadn't done enough to make it obvious.

Jeongin

Panic.

In one word, panic.

Jeongin is still a baby, you were not only his crush, you were his first (and maybe last) crush.

He had never experienced such feelings before, and naturally, he didn't know how to react to these foreign feelings.

"Hyung...do I like Y/N Noona/Hyung?......"

Chan choked on water and started coughing violently.

When the Maknae said he "had something to discuss with him", he never thought it would be something like this.

"Uhhhh......I can't answer that for you Innie, how do you feel yourself?

He then proceeds to give Chan a full-on speech about how he feels about you.

After listening to the nearly ten-minute "speech," Chan nodds.

"Yes Innie, you definitely have a big fat crush on Y/N."

With this (obvious) answer, Jeongin begins to shy away from you.

He might have been just a little lost before, but now he was full-on panic mode.

Yang Jeongin.exe has stopped working

"Jeongin, did Noona/Hyung do something wrong? Why are you always avoiding me? Do you hate me?"

That obviously wasn't it, but you had to put it that way to get him to talk.

"No! Noona/Hyung you didn't do anything wrong! I'm not- please don't think that! I don't hate you! I- I'm avoiding you because of the opposite! Because I... I... ...... I like you!"

Well by "talk" you certainly weren't expecting that, but you weren't complaining either.

[recovering-poetic-writer]

Here are my top manhwa picks

Category: reincarnation/rebirth

Death Is The Only Ending For The Villainess: Penelope Eckart reincarnated as the adopted daughter of Duke Eckart and the villainess of a reverse harem dating sim. The problem is, she entered the game at its hardest difficulty, and no matter what she does, death awaits her at every ending! Before the “real daughter” of Duke Eckart appears, she must choose one of the male leads and reach a happy ending in order to survive. But the two brothers always pick a fight with her over every little thing, as well as a crazy crown prince, whose routes all lead to death. There’s even a magician who’s enamoured with the female lead, and a loyal slave knight! But somehow, the favourability meters of the male leads increase the more she crosses the line with them! Alternative Name: Death Is The Only Ending For The Villain / Villains Are Destined to Die

What's Wrong with Being the Villainess?: Yoon Dohee transmigrates into the body of a villainess born with a silver spoon in her mouth and succeeds in completely turning her life around.With fierce and confident looks so unlike her actual timid personality, she becomes perfection itself by utilizing her knowledge as a graduate of a prestigious university.I thought as a villainess I would find only hatred and my own quick death, but this is totally the jackpot!!! Alternate name: Being A Wicked Woman Is Comfortable And Pleasant / so what if am the villainess? It's such a nice and comfortable lifestyle

The Way to Protect the Female Lead’s Older Brother: I accidentally took possession of someone in a 19+ reverse harem novel. The problem is that I became Roxana Agriche, the older sister of the sub-villain. My damn father kidnapped the heroine’s brother. Now, is the only thing left to meet a terrible end from the vengeance of the heroine? But what if I can avoid that horrible development? “I’m also interested in this toy.” ‘I’ll protect you until you can get out of here safely.’ The heroine’s brother, Cassis Pedalian, will definitely be able to pay me back later. Alternative Names: How to Protect The Heroine's Older Brother/ The Way to Keep the Older Brother of the Heroine Safe

The Golden Haired Elementalist: I thought I was dead, but when I woke up, I was reincarnated as a nobleman's daughter?! The only thing I did in the seventeen years of my first life was studying. Now that I'm alive again, I won't live just to study! The second life of an ordinary middle school girl with a slightly strange personality, Jean, begins an unstoppable journey on this continent!Alternate name: The Golden Haired Wizard

The Duchess’ 50 Tea Recipes: When I opened my eyes I had become the duchess. But something isn’t right. I went as far as becoming a character but I’m just a duchess in name that gets mistreated by the maids and ignored by her husband. What a crappy life! Gosh, I don’t know what to do anymore. I’ll just quietly enjoy my tea, was what I thought. “Can you prepare tea for me again next time?” Something’s gone wrong with my cold husband!

My Husband Hides His Beauty: There is a family, who for generations, were rumored to be monsters. The lord of the Halstead castle, Erden. He adorns a mask to hide his scary face. Leticia, who was sent to marry Lord Halstead in place of her sisters, began to be referred to as ‘the woman who married the monster’ and was pitied by others. but there is a secret that they don’t know. “I’m always grateful to you, wife. You’re so kind to the unsightly me…” “well, since I’m Erden’s wife.” “I need to divorce you soon so you won’t be troubled by such things anymore… I’m sorry but I lost the divorce papers.” Well of course, that’s because I burnt them. “So I need more time…I think it’ll take more time.” I need to spread more scary rumors about the north to the lawyers. I am definitely not divorcing such a handsome husband!!! Alternative Name: My Secretly Hot Husband

This are some of my favs, hope you enjoy them too...

I can't drop site you can read them on but just search them and you'll find it. Note and follow for more book, manga, manhwa, manhua, anime, kdramas recs

[maryellencarter]

lupin iii movie-shaped things i have watched recently:

* bye bye lady liberty: a total head trip. they steal the statue of liberty (obviously) in the first half hour and it just keeps getting more and more insane subplots. Goemon gets smooched by a pretty lady in a train, Jigen falls in the Colorado River, and Lupin eventually saves the world from nuclear annihilation by throwing a computer whiz kid at a wall, and I haven't even gotten into the football-sized diamond stored in an actual football or the part where Jigen's possibly-ex this time around reportedly had a wife and kid who were never mentioned again.

* The Hemingway Papers: features Jigen's absolutely craziest ex ever, bar none, Crazy Mash -- skinny, inventive, damn near impossible to kill, basically Lupin but if he was obsessed with killing instead of thievery, evil enough that Jigen actively goes after him to kill him instead of waiting for him to show up. Jigen and Goemon each keep trying to pull the "cool suffering loner" thing (Goemon's pouty because the titular MacGuffin is kept in a box he can't slice, he takes this as a personal affront because Goemon), and get forced to duel each other *twice*. Also Jigen does a lot of picturesque lounging on motorcycles which I might screencap for drawing purposes sometime if I ever feel like drawing a motorcycle.

* Steal Napoleon's Dictionary: Mostly consists of a classic car race through France while a bunch of bad guys are trying to hunt Lupin down for reasons. At one point Zenigata and Lupin wind up disguised as each other complete with voice changers. Fujiko wears a very pretty Edwardian-ish dress and Jigen spends about the first third of the movie trying to get Lupin to tell him literally anything about the plan. Lupin also seems weirdly convinced that Jigen is into women. Notable for ending with the gang in a steeple that is falling out of the sky after Lupin blew it off his ancestral manor for reasons, nobody has a parachute, there's absolutely no explanation of how they're going to get out of this, which is honestly a give-no-fucks attitude one has to admire in a continuing universe. Unlike Marvel or Star Wars, people do not apparently feel the need to go in and backfill how they got out of this.

* From Siberia With Love: Very strange and rather icky in places, but has some really adorable Jigen moments. Features the endearing revelation that Denver, Colorado, is apparently in upstate New York (I love the US geography in Lupin III, it's utterly bananas, there was an episode where Washington DC bordered on Kansas). Zenigata and Goemon were basically useless the whole time, which happens more often than not it seems, but Jigen successfully uses a finger gun on a drunk mugger (with ridiculously adorable vocal sound effects) and later wears a leather pilot cap with earflaps and goggles under his regular hat, plus there's that one screenshot where Lupin is posing in a spotlight while draped across Jigen's lap like a fucking ballerina.

* Voyage to Danger: I watched this a bit ago so I don't remember all the details, but this might be the closest to suicidal I've ever seen Jigen. He killed a previous partner in self-defense, the guy's daughter wanted revenge, so he taught her to shoot and then *twice* handed her his gun and told her to make it quick -- both times she was interrupted by a villain with a truly terrible sense of timing, because obviously you can't kill Jigen off, but it was really pretty sad. Lupin seemed to think there was a romance going on, but Lupin is like that. To me it just pretty much read as Jigen figuring that he owes so many people revenge on him, he might as well let someone get it, especially since it was a kill he regretted having to make.

(This might also have been the only time we saw Lupin genuinely believe that Jigen was dead. I might have to watch this one again in Japanese, because I saw it the first time in the dub and it... wasn't great. I'm curious how Yasuo Yamada and Kiyoshi Kobayashi played those scenes now.)

* Dragon of Doom (aka Burn, Zantetsuken!): Actually a pretty solid Goemon-centric piece with some hilarious moments -- giant rubber ducky escape pedalboat, anyone? -- but every time the bad guy was onscreen, all I could think was "wow, Japanese filmmakers *really* like making Chinese villains just as horrible as possible, don't they?" I've noticed that happening in episodes, but the longer runtime made this one really... kind of unfortunate.

* Farewell to Nostradamus: Slightly less unfortunate than you'd expect from a movie where the running joke is a little girl calling Lupin a pedophile ("lolicon" in the Japanese, indicating a pedophile focused on female children). The climactic collapse of a ridiculously tall building definitely hits different in a post-9/11 world, but somebody put a lot of thought into planning and laying out that building so Lupin's dramatic escape down it could be as epic as possible. (That's barely a spoiler, I saw the giant pendulum in the middle of the building on the first shot of it and said "That building's coming down". There's only one reason for an architectural detail like that.) The part that actually threw me was that the leader of the gun-toting villain faction, one Chris, was absolutely the platonic ideal of being Jigen's type -- dorito build, tank top, all the muscles, chiseled face, calm badass voice, evil smirk -- but there was no indication they'd ever met before. They saw each other for just long enough that there should have been a shocked exchange of names, but it never happened. Which is a damn shame. He was a fine specimen of a terrible guy Jigen absolutely would have fallen head over heels for and been betrayed by.

[theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin]

Hey, you once mentioned something about Tom Riddle being a little suicidal. Your new post reminded of that and I wonder why you think that. It’s the complete opposite of what the books want you to think.

Alright, it’s time, let’s do this.

My standard disclaimer whenever we venture into the dark pit that is my thoughts on Tom Riddle: I’m going to say a lot of controversial stuff that fandom generally doesn’t agree with, I will say so much of this shit that I simply do not have time to explain it all, I expect 99% of you to disagree with me and the other 1% to be so horrifyingly offended that I dare to contemplate a world in which Tom isn’t always an overly competent psychopath that they leave me notes telling me to take this trash out of their character tags.

We good? Alright.

So, when I say a little suicidal, I mean that he is suicidal.

Not on the level that he’s going to kill himself tomorrow, or even has plans to kill himself, but in that he makes very strange decisions for someone who desperately wants to live.

And yes, I realize I speak blasphemy given that Tom Riddle’s entire m.o. is supposed to be his crippling fear of death.

Oh man, this one’s going to be so long.

So, my reasoning comes down to a few things:

The location of the horcruxes and the nature of their protections.

The events of Deathly Hallows and Tom’s final actions in the novel

The nature of horcruxes and what it means to not only be able to create one but what it does to you (caveat that I am going to headcanon hard here and speak utter blasphemy)

So, let’s start in order this time, because I think the first two are actually far easier for me to explain.

The Location and Nature of the Horcrux Protections and the Trouble with Backdoors in Security

So, first, the horcruxes are all conveniently located in Great Britain. Not even just in Great Britain, all in places that Albus Dumbledore and later Harry Potter can track down with relative ease, all fairly close to each other.

Now, part of this is undoubtedly attributable to Tom’s overly romantic nature. 

Yes, Tom Riddle is a giant romantic, though not necessarily in the traditional sense everyone thinks of. The film “Patton” and its treatment of Patton comes to mind. Tom Riddle is a man enamored by a sense of greatness, of being remembered in this world rather than fading into oblivion, by the significance of places and times in history not only of the world but of himself. He creates an entire, grand, persona for himself because to live an ordinary life for him is to be worthy of nothing.

So, given that, of course Tom places the horcruxes in sentimental locations that have personal meaning to him.

However, it also makes them perilously easy to find and collect.

By itself, this wouldn’t spark my notice.

The ability to destroy horcruxes are not easy to come by. There’s only one basilisk and it’s by chance/Lucius fucking up that Harry gains access to the necessary basilisk venom. Using Fyendfire is an incredibly dangerous thing to do and just as likely to blow up you and the next three towns over as it is to destroy a horcrux. And if there are other means of destroying a horcrux they’re just as hard to come by or just as dangerous.

It’s not quite throwing it into the fires of Mt. Doom from which it was forged but it’s pretty damn close.

So, really, without JKR’s convenient Deus Ex Machina giving both him and Dumbledore the means to actually destroy these things, Tom Riddle’s horcruxes are pretty damn safe no matter where we put them. As we see from the locket, which Regulus manages to collect but Kreacher cannot destroy even after several decades.

However, what does spark my notice, is that the horcruxes can be collected by someone other than Tom Riddle when it appears as if they were never intended to be. What do I mean by this?

From what we see, there’s no benefit to Tom if the original horcruxes are found by anyone. He doesn’t seek them out to restore his original body, they’re just anchor points that should be hidden at all costs. So, he’ll never need a Death Eater to go collect them for him should he be indisposed (indeed, to do so would require a tremendous amount of trust in people he has very little trust in). 

So, why hide them in such a way that others can access them? There are canon based options which would have prevented anyone else from reaching them. Given the existence of age lines, I imagine Tom Riddle could make some arbitrary barrier keyed only to himself. There are mokeskin pouches, such as the one Harry is given in the seventh book, which we know can only be accessed by whoever they’re keyed to. There’s the Fidelius Charm which, true requires a secret keeper which Tom would be very meh on, but options exist.

Tom Riddle could wipe the locations of his horcruxes off the face of the map. He chooses not to. Which leads me to believe that, at least on some unconscious level, he wants the horcruxes to be found.

Then we have the protections.

Specifically, I’m thinking of the locket here.

Yes, the protections are very formidable, but they’re also goddamn weird. 

Rather than make the horcrux simply inaccessible, kill all those intruding, instead the intruder has to go through a very “Saw” like puzzle in which they drown themselves in despair until they finally get the locket, at which point they likely suicide by zombie.

More, there’s no hint that there’s any other way to retrieve the locket. 

Backdoors in security are a very bad idea. What they do is weaken the security as a whole and, if you can take a short cut is, it means that someone who is clever enough and motivated enough can to. Dumbledore is both clever and motivated enough, and I imagine if there was a way to get the horcrux that involved not doing this ridiculous task he would have done it.

More, we’d be back to the land of Tom making sure only he can access the horcrux by requiring a password, keying it to his magical signature, or something so that no one else could get it.

Which means, that’s right, if Tom wants to get the locket he’s drinking the goddamn despair juice just like the rest of us.

What kind of a person would do any of this?

I’ve gone over this before, but I don’t think Tom Riddle’s crazy. Rather, in this case, I think he’s driven by an unbelievable amount of nihilist rage and is also quite depressed.

Tom goes to collect his horcrux, “Ah, it’s time to remember what a miserable life I’ve led and the sheer awfulness of my own existence. Good, I was starting to feel a little too happy. Let’s see if I get eaten by my undead, vengeful, victims today.” 

The Events of Deathly Hallows and Tom Riddle’s Death

I think Tom Riddle’s final death in the books was suicide.

Tom takes over the Wizarding World, finally, and it’s as miserable as ever.

He’s trapped in this sham, barely functional, probably very painful body. His Death Eaters are completely out of control and for all that he wanted society to burn it’s now burning and no one’s even learned anything from this. Children in Hogwarts are being routinely tortured and have now staged a rebellion in which he’s having to slaughter them (I have reasons to believe that this is not what Tom Riddle wanted, at all, but that’s best saved for another post), and then he learns his horcruxes have all been destroyed without him even noticing.

There’s so little left of him, he has accomplished nothing, and there’s Harry Potter back from the dead yet again, gloating at him that love conquers all and Tom Riddle will never understand.

And Harry’s right, Tom Riddle will never understand, the world is meaningless and flat to him now and he finally understand that there’s no point to it. I think Tom Riddle decides he’s done. He’s just done.

He enters in a duel with Harry Potter knowing the weird nature of their wands. Now, it can be assumed he used the Elder Wand, but we know they get locked in Priori Incatatum , and that makes no damn sense with the Elder Wand (well, wandlore in general is silly, but I’m working with what JKR gave me here). So I choose to take JKR at her somewhat established canon and say that, no matter what Harry thought, Voldemort was using his original wand.

He throws out the killing curse, despite having now witnessed Harry resurrecting twice to this thing, and within two seconds it rebounds and kills him.

Voldemort’s death is a lot like this scene from the recent, terrible, 2020 live action Mulan (10/10 do not recommend).  Now, we’re supposed to think that this scene is the witch saving Mulan’s life and thus showing her hope for the next generation. In actuality, the witch literally flies into an arrow she could have easily deflected from Mulan’s path. It’s a suicide that Mulan is too stupid to notice.

Tom chooses suicide in the most ridiculous, flamboyant, and easily written off manner one can and no one even notices. Instead Harry crows that he has personally defeated Voldemort, with the power of love no less, HUZZAH!

And the castle parties.

The Nature of Horcruxes

I almost don’t want to include this because it’s so... well, I’m really drifting far from canon and fandom now.

However, with horcruxes, there’s always an overriding question of why Tom is able to make so many when we don’t see anyone else with these things around (especially as it’s clear that murder doesn’t simply happen for those that now have horcruxes).

Usually, you have fic authors just sort of shrug and go, “Well, he’s that evil, I guess.” Sometimes you have them go, “No one else is crazy enough to keep going, and that’s why Voldemort’s cuckoo bananas.” 

One very good explanation I’ve seen is that it’s because most people, when they murder, feel remorse immediately. The soul split happens, but they’re haunted by the murder for the rest of their life, and thus the horcrux isn’t made. Voldemort, feeling nothing when he kills anyone, is thus able to make them even for when he’s only indirectly associated with the death in question.

However, to me that never really jived philosophically.

Mostly, I simply cannot imagine that tearing apart your very soul is an act of indifference. Here’s how I see it: to do something like that to yourself, you must care, you must care beyond all imagine and human endurance. Your soul literally cannot abide it and saws itself in half, purging what you cannot stand about yourself the most. 

The remorse part is, yes, remorse for the act and the victim but more to the point it is the ability to forgive and reaccept the worst part of yourself. That part of yourself that you purged and destroyed, which is nearly impossible to do and might very well destroy the fabric of who you are). 

In other words, while creating a horcrux is an abominable act of hatred, it is also one of profound self-hatred.

Tom Riddle loathes himself so much that he is able to do this over and over and over again. 

As Tom Riddle goes on he makes himself into less and less and less of himself until he probably doesn’t even know who he is anymore. He just knows, whatever is left of him, he loathes that too. 

And then, of course, he gives up, runs into the nearest flying arrow, and dies.

TL;DR: Tom Riddle’s is a miserable existence that ended in a miserable if unintentionally hilarious manner

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I've seen you discuss the Louis + Daniel friendship, but what do you think about Lestat + Daniel? I feel like that combo brings out the Chaos Demon in both of them...

YES YES YES

So Daniel is absolutely petrified of Lestat when they first meet. All of Louis' stories painted a...very specific picture of what kind of guy Lestat is. At this point Daniel is not nearly as passively suicidal as he once was, so meeting Louis' batshit crazy husband with newly acquired god-like powers sounds like a nightmare. It doesn't help that when they do meet, Lestat is very "on". It's right after Akasha so he's still kind of holding it together through bluster, charisma, and platform boots alone. It's a bit terrifying to witness.

Fortunately, this is a temporary state and it doesn't take long for Lestat to start decompressing, at least around friends. Daniel is a much bigger fan of the guy in jeans and band tee who laughs too loud at Risky Business and never seems to let go of Louis' hand

It takes approximately no time at all from that point for them to identify each other as potential accomplices. Much to Louis' dismay, Daniel is the perfect enabler for Lestat's dumbest and most impulsive ideas. Daniel Molloy hasn't had a fuck to give since 1976 and Lestat wholeheartedly respects that. That guy dated Armand for literal years while still a human, clearly he would face God and walk backwards into Hell

It turns out they can also bond over "Louis is so stupid hot and compelling that I let him ruin my life without hesitation". And they do, frequently. Daniel almost can't contain himself when he learns the word simp though because nothing will ever be more embarrassing than Lestat making heart eyes at the guy who set him on fire and dumped his body in a swamp to be eaten by alligators

Lestat is always trying to beat his personal best time for draining a victim, so sometimes Daniel will go hunting with him and man the stopwatch (while chanting CHUG CHUG CHUG in encouragement of course. Vampire kegger). Louis won't go hunting with them anymore

Lestat KNOWS Daniel has Louis' interview tapes and is relentless about begging for them (he's positive there's a lot more there than made it into the book and he's right). Unfortunately, he has no recourse for finding out where they are other than wearing Daniel down because he's Armand's fledgling. His mind is a steel trap and he could give even Marius a run for his money when it comes to the mind gift. Louis has sworn Daniel to secrecy on those tapes and frankly Daniel would burn the damn things if they weren't with the publisher. Regardless, for the sake of their marriage (and Louis' dignity), Daniel remains loyal

Both Daniel and Lestat have a love of 80s and 90s screwball comedies that their snooty SO's don't properly appreciate, so a couple times a month they have a boy's night (Louis and Armand don't appreciate the implications of that) and marathon shit like Beavis and Butthead, Strange Brew, or Dumb and Dumber (the Hangover movies are a big hit with them both when the 2000s roll around, as is anything with Adam Sandler)

Generally speaking, they are a terrible influence on each other. Daniel is always egging Lestat on in every dumb idea that crosses his mind (if it was possible to arrest a vampire, they would've gone to prison by now) and Lestat is a total enabler of Daniel's fundamental desire to be goofing off and fucking around 24/7

They're both allergic to feelings, but every once in a while Lestat will show up Daniel's door to hang out with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes and start asking questions about Louis. They're all framed as jokes, but Daniel can tell how badly Lestat wants to hear that Louis loves him, to have it confirmed by the one Louis' closest to. Daniel has plenty of his own demons, so he always obliges (complete with enough banter to let Lestat save face)