#hopefully we're now playing a role in the chaos

[theawesomeninja-xd]

Lee - Memories 12! Leo

Leon and Dee are rise characters

And Leo is slice of life

The two aus (from what Leo heard) were seated in a semicircle as the brothers were finally updated on what was going on after a brief introduction.

"So to be clear," Leo said, "You're all us from another dimension? And so is basically everyone else here?"

"It’s weird, right?" The other Raph (or pomeranian as Leon called him, to which he just rolled his eyes) responded. "The only reason we've even wrapped our heads around this is because we dealt with it a while back."

Another taller turtle that slightly resembled Donnie showed up soon after, grinning excitedly.

"Hey, Dee. Where'd you run off to this time?" Lee asked.

"Gave people explosives and hoping I get more weapons in return."

"Wait wha--"

"That's great kid," pomeranian (? ugh this is weird) snickered.

"Seriously??"

"What; you know how Dee is by now. They'll be fine."

Leo's group all looked at each other right as someone else came up to them.

"Hello besties!! Want to cause chaos with me?"

Everyone's attention was on the Dee lookalike while Dee himself lit up.

"I am going; who's following me?"

"Dee--" Lee started.

"I'm coming!" Leon announced, followed by Leo's brothers raising their hands.

Casey shrugged as he spoke up for the first time in a while. "I'm supposed to keep watch of them, so might as well."

Lee sighed as everyone had a similar thought. "...We are so going to regret this..."

@tmntaucompetition (When your story is the only one easy to follow but you kinda want to change that cause you want to join the fun. 🙃)

Previously...

[shehulksworld]

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[lgcsoyoun]

2023 Year in Review

what were some of your greatest accomplishments this year and out of all of them, which one was the most memorable one for you?

"I was very blessed this year, both in terms of Crystallis and my individual activities. Of course, there was the solo OST for Bullet Inquiry, which was even nominated for Best OST in MAMA. There's also the fact I became a fixed cast members of How Do You Play, a show I used to just watch as a trainee. Then there's our Japan debut. But I must admit the Crystallis Asia Tour is the most memorable one. This is because we got to meet foreign Alize, who have loved and supported us from a distance. It was nice to finally meet them and give them the same love they have given us. This also served as assurance that we're doing something right as a group in our second year."

what area(s) do you think you’ve personally improved on since the beginning of this year?

"I've been working on improving my dancing, singing, and performing skills, and I like to think they paid off because I got promoted from lead vocal to main vocal. I am grateful for the trust the company has in me as both a vocalist and a dancer, and I like to think it's a recognition of my improvement in singing. I also believe I have improved on my choreographing skills, too. As I appear on more variety shows, I also learn lots of variety skills that I can apply on future shows."

what are some of your personal goals for 2024?

"In 2024, I would like to contribute more on creative direction, such as concepts or styling for the team, or at least learn the basics of those tasks. It's not a secret that I am passionate about arts and fashion, and I would like to somewhat exercise my creative muscles while relieving that itch to create and produce something. In terms of performing, I would love to help choreograph or collaborate with a known choreographer or dancer for our next comeback. However, if that's not possible, a goal would be to secure more jobs in variety shows, and hopefully collaborate with brands, like design a capsule collection for them or anything of the sort."

in the group, what do you consider your biggest weakness and what can you do to improve on it?

"In terms of performing, it's no secret that rapping is my biggest weakness. I already hold two main positions, and I would rather not step on another member's toes. However, I won't mind working on it for the purpose of covers or part switching. I also know that I am weak in composing and lyric-writing, as I haven't developed an interest in those until recently. I should probably attend more workshops if I want to improve those skills."

aside from the role attached to you, what else do you think you contribute to the group?

"Plenty. Variety star, artist, fashionista, moodmaker, and emotional support. Kidding aside, I admit that I provide emotional support, especially to our leader, who is emotional support to everyone else. Back then with Danbi, now with Ichika, the leader needs to be strong for everyone else. Now, as the oldest member, I made it my job to be the one Ichika can lean on when she needs strength. But I also try being someone the younger members can approach, like an older sister, especially if it's something Ichika can't be bothered with. I also bring lots of laughter and chaos into the girls' lives, in a good way, I hope.

“as a group, what do you hope to accomplish in the next year or two?”

"There's a lot I hope Crystallis accomplishes as a group. First, I would love for the group to have our own variety show, or to appear on more of them as eight. After all, I feel like people have yet to get used to having Yuxi and Yujin as members. It would be nice to showcase our chemistry as a team. Also, once we have more songs in our discography, is it okay to ask for another tour? Meeting Alize was eye-opening, and I want to see them again when we can. Am I allowed to be greedy? I would like for Crystallis to have a hit song... The kind of song that gets banned from schools because everyone is singing it. And finally, I would like for Crystallis to get a Daesang. That's one of the highest honors I'm allowed to dream of, right? If I'll aim, I might as well aim as high as I can."

[autobot2001]

Angst April 4

@chaos-company Day 15; lost in my mind Day 23; failure Day 26; nothing lasts forever Day 30; lost hope alt ; mistake alt 8; trauma

@whumpril Day 12; toxic Day 15; isolation

TW: mental health issues

All the Autobots, many humans — even the soldiers who don't know Jamie well — worry about Jamie's mental health. Jamie's guardians, Crosshairs and Drift, know some soldiers question why Jamie is allowed to be alone at the base or even come to the base. They only tell Optimus, Ratchet, and Rung about Jamie's mental health. They decided to exclude their closest friends and Crosshairs' sister.

"They're going to be pissed, but there's nothing they can do," Crosshairs sighs, "I would like to tell them they can come here, or we're going back to our dimension. Drift? You ok?"

Crosshairs sees tears roll down Drift's face.

"I failed her," he sobs and hugs Crosshairs.

Crosshairs sighs, hating Drift thinks like this. Uncertain if Drift's Decepticon past plays a role in how he feels or how Drift loves Jamie romantically. Not like it's easy for Crosshairs to watch Jamie hurt. Hearing Drift believe he made mistakes that resulted in how Jamie is today pisses him off and adds to his worry about Drift's mental health.

"It's not your fault, Drift. Do you remember what Bumblebee told us when we met Jamie and her friends? Despite the struggles, eight of the twelve years since we met her weren't like this. It doesn't help she fragging deals with toxic people around her. Bumblebee and Optimus said 'trauma' while telling us about Jamie's history. Even just hearing about what she dealt with, I agree, and most humans don't get it. Add what we've been watching Jamie go through for the past three years."

"This is why we shouldn't talk about it," Drift sighs, "not like this helps. Even if our friends were here, we'd all be ranting."

While the two mechs talk, they believe Jamie is asleep. She's been trying to sleep, but even while tired, her mind won't stop thinking.

You're trash, a failure, worthless. Humans are smart to stay away from you. Too bad the Autobots are stupid. Crosshairs and Drift are stupid babysitting a human. You'd be a terrible mom.

She doesn't realize her guardians have entered the room, but they see she's crying though only tears roll down her face. That is until Drift picks her up. Now they hear her crying.

Both look at each other, worried about the cause and uncertain how to help her. Wishing they could communicate like the terror twins rather than waiting until Jamie is either distracted or asleep to talk. The two can only think of lying on the bed with Jamie. Hating, they can only wait for her to stop crying and hopefully fall asleep. Both worry about Jamie's mental health. Social isolation has been a concern recently. She isn't talking to them as much or the other Autobots she'd talk to.

The two hate how Jamie cried herself to sleep, but talking doesn't help.

"I don't know how long we can avoid telling them what's going on, even though it's the same scrap, and we end up ranting about the scrap Jamie deals with," Drift sighs, "and I'd rather they don't see this. I know they're our friends, but..."

"I know it's hard to watch her hurt, so if we can avoid the others seeing this, even if they want to help. I know it's not good...."

Even with all the things in life that don't last forever, the two mechs slowly lose hope that Jamie's mental struggle won't last forever.

[msgexymunson]

Kickstart My Heart Part 2

Switch!Eddie x Switch!Fem!Reader

Description: Eddie's certainly met his match. As you look to take your relationship to the next level, can you be vulnerable with him?

Warnings: NSFW, reader uses she/her pronouns, hella smut, loads of fluff, Minors DNI or I'll shove crayons up your nose, marijuana use, slight switch/kinda dom from both a bit? Fem!fingering, Fem!oral receiving, M!oral/hand job receiving for like a minute, p in v protected sex, I think that's it?

A/N: something about Eddie falling hard and fast just gets me. I'm working on a pt 3 but that will probably be it. If you want to be added to the tags let me know!

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Masterlist Part 1 Here

Eddie's in the cafeteria, grinning to himself, being unusually quiet. Every time he closes his eyes there's an image of you ingrained on his eyelids it seems. Your frame; lacy underwear and soft skin juxtaposed against the demon like wings of your tattoo. He is well and truly smitten. It had taken him a while to sleep that night, he just couldn't stop looking at you laying in his arms. You two had spent the next day together, taking turns picking the music, sometimes making out, sometimes just chatting, until it was late and he had driven you home. Not that he had wanted to, but you insisted. He hadn't seen you since. Two whole days. It was driving him crazy. Tonight was Hellfire, he was supposed to be running the D&D club but he had no idea how he was going to focus.

"Eddie, what's up?" Dustin is waving his hand in Eddie's face, trying to get his attention. He pulls himself of out his revelry and sighs.

"Nothing big guy" and smiles a tight lipped smile, gripping Dustin by the shoulder.

"You didn't tell us, did you find her, in the end?" Dustin smiles at Eddie hopefully.

Eddie grins, his face flushing slightly "You could say that Henderson." Oh you've got no fuckin' idea buddy.

As if on cue, the door to the hall swings open and you walk in, lunch in hand. Breath catching in his throat, Eddie stares. It was hot today so you had opted for a short denim skirt, a black tank top and sneakers. You look around the room, searching, when your eyes land on him. You both look at each other, idiotic smiles on your faces, oblivious to the chaos of the lunch hall around you. Everything drops into background noise as your eyes make contact. It all seems irrelevant.

Walking over you look for a seat. Eddie manhandles Dustin, pushing him, making him move up. Dustin's visibly confused; then he looks up and sees you. "Holy shit." Then looks at Eddie. You take a seat next to him, smirking at Eddie. He's lost, looking into your face.

"You gonna introduce me or what Munson?" You chuckle.

"Fuck yes, sorry. Guys, this is y/n."

You're introduced to to group, and the chatter continues. Eddie's hand hesitantly lands on your knee. You smile, sneaking your hand under the table, and move his hand higher up your thigh. His brows raise and his eyes go wide, and you giggle.

'So boys, what's with the matching t shirts?"

As if you flicked some imaginary switch, you're bombarded with several excited teenaged voices all at once.

Eddie's voice cuts through the cacophony.

"Woah don't scare the lady!"

Dustin speaks. "It's Dungeons and Dragons, a role playing game. We're part of a club, Eddie's our Dungeon Master, it's so awesome." You smile at Dustin, genuinely pleased. He even plays D&D, now that's something. You hadn't brought it up before, thinking Eddie might think you're a nerd, but you loved that fantasy game. It gave you an escape.

As you were eating your lunch, Dustin was speaking with Mike, saying how they needed to defeat Vecna.

"And how you gonna manage that, what you got the sword of Kas or something?" You smile sweetly, with as much innocence that you can muster.

"You play D&D??" Both Eddie and Dustin exclaim. Jaws around the table drop.

"Play it? I ran it. Was a DM myself in Chicago before I came back to Hawkins."

Eddie's hand grips your thigh as he looks at you. "You're... you're fucking perfect."  He can't take his eyes off you, huge doe eyes blinking at you.

"God get a room!" says Dustin.

Mike rolls his eyes. "I told you, she's basically you!"

You both laugh at that. You lean over to Eddie and whisper in his ear, "fancy a smoke Dungeon Master?" He almost whimpers and immediately gets up, dragging you up by the wrist, and you both tear out of the cafeteria together, giggling as you run.

*******************

Almost jogging out of the hall, you run over to the bench that's hidden in the woods. Eddie chases you, grappling you as you laugh. When he catches you he suddenly lifts you up in the air by the waist and pretends to bite at your stomach. giggling and squealing you try to wiggle free. He sets you down on the bench, his bites turning into kisses, palms pressing into your sides. 

"Where were you yesterday, I missed you."

"Its been like, one day!"

"Two days!" He pouts, then pulls you in for a kiss. You press your lips against his, all of a sudden feeling light headed. Pulling away you attempt to compose yourself.

"Ok two days! Sorry, I had detention at lunch. Something about a shoe connecting to a certain face?"

Eddie kisses you again, his lips moving to your neck. "Jesus princess, you really are like me."

You laugh at that, but your laugh turns into a moan when he starts biting and sucking at your neck.

"Eddie..."

"Your fault princess." He says into your collarbone, in between nips. "You go around calling me dungeon master."

"Oh, did you like that, master?"

"Mmph" Eddie makes a sound into your neck, hands falling to your thighs, his thumbs rubbing soft circles onto your skin.

"And this skirt, I mean, what's a guy to do?" He continues to rub at your thighs, thumbs massaging you.

"Oh that feels good baby." You tilt your head back, enjoying the feel of his fingers on you so much you're partially grinding into the table. I wish the bench was his thigh.

"Carry on like that and I wont be able to control myself." He says hotly.

Rubbing higher, one of his hands reaches under your skirt. "Tell me to stop." He stares at you with a serious face, all joking forgotten.

You lean forward at his touch, realising how much you missed it, chasing it.

"No. I want you to touch me Eddie." He smiles at you, a dark glint in his eye.

He moves his hand higher, stroking your pussy through your panties making you groan. The pressure that builds in your stomach is almost comical; no ones ever made you feel this good this fast.

"Really princess, at lunch, at school? Filthy girl." He gives you a lopsided smile.

"Eddie... oh fuck." His thumb rubs on your clothed clit, tracing lazy circles.

His fingers run down the hem of your underwear, stroking your bare skin. Your breath quickens; you feel a pulse deep inside your cunt, crying out for his touch. His fingers graze your bare clit and you moan out loud, clinging onto his shoulders.

Eddie is enjoying every second of this, staring at you, drinking in every sound you make. This is what he's wanted to feel ever since he saw your face. His hand moves your panties out of the way and starts rubbing at your bare clit. You moan with pleasure at the naked touch, your back arching, tingles running all over your body. Pressing a finger to your entrance, he smirks at your sudden intake in breath. It pushes in. You're so wet his finger glides right in to the hilt, grazing your g spot. You gasp, feeling the warmth of his hand, and the cold of his ring touching you as he pushes his finger all the way in.

"Eddie!" You moan, rocking into him.

"Easy princess, I've got you." He whispers into your ear. You reach out, kissing his neck, running your hands into his hair. It's so soft under your curling fingers. You grip into him, riding his touch. He pushes another finger in to the hilt, curling into you. The feeling is electrifying. You moan in response "fuck yes Eddie right there!"

He chuckles, almost mocking you. "Kay, sweetheart, right here?" He curls his fingers into you, faster, harder. Arching your back you quiver in his grasp, the amazing feeling pacing through your every nerve. His thumb reaches out and touches your clit and you become putty in one of Eddie's hands. You can't help but think, this is just one hand, imagine what the rest of him can do?

The pressure is building, you rock into his fingers, feeling your climax begin.

"Eddie I'm gonna, oh fuck..."

"Cum for me baby." You feel his hot breath on your neck, his command driving through you.

You tense up and the feeling explodes out of you in a loud moan, head snapping back, toes curling. The heat pours out of you, its palpable, coming hard around his fingers. The squeeze is immense. You feel your wetness squirt out, coating him, soaking him. He keeps curling into you with his digits gently, coaxing your orgasm out as long as he can. You sit there, breathless, unable to move, coming down from the amazing feeling. Steadying your breathing you gaze at him. There's a look emanating from him that you can't quite place, a sparkle in his eyes.

"Fucking hell Eddie!" You moan breathlessly.

He grins at you, pulling his fingers out. The feeling drags against your insides, making you bite your lip. You pull him in for a kiss.

"You're a filthy girl, you know that?" He smirks, damn pleased with himself.

"I-I mean, fuck Eddie, that was... wow." You grab at him, pawing at him, taken away by the moment.

Holding your jaw, he looks deep into your eyes. His nose nuzzles yours. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." You admit, smiling at him, hand stroking his neck.

"I think I'm falling in love with you." He stares into your eyes, all mockery forgotten.

"Fuck off." Laughing at him, you push him in the chest. Deflecting.

"I'm serious!" Almost offended, he grabs your hip and kisses you on the cheek.

"Eddie...." you don't know what to say. No one ever wants you. Ever.

"Its ok, you don't have to say anything just... just be mine, ok?"

"What, be your girlfriend?" A lump pushes into your throat.

"Yes, please?" He looks at you, pleading, staring at you with puppy dog eyes. Some resolve inside you melts, never to return. A wall that you had built up had dissolved with those two words.

"Well, I suppose. If you want me." You say back. Please want me.

"Of course I want you, look at you! You're incredible." He kisses your neck again, leaving marks in his wake.

"Eddie, I... just not used to anyone, wanting me." You mumble. You aren't, its true.

Eddie holds your hands in his, eyes making contact with yours. "You are perfect, and beautiful, and just incredible sweetheart, why wouldn't I want you?" His eyes bare into your soul.

You grin, a flush rushing to your cheeks.

The bell rings in the distance. A reminder of real life; one you would both rather forget right now. "We better go baby unless you want to be kept back another year."

"Ok princess." He presses a hot kiss into your mouth, sending shivers down your spine "One for the road!" He winks.

*****************

It was Friday evening and you were so excited to see Eddie; in every thought of yours he was ransacking your brain. He had invited you to Hellfire earlier in the week, but he was so close to the end of the campaign, you didn't want to jump in at the last minute. It wouldn't be long until a new campaign was started after all, and honestly you weren't sure about him having all the control.

He was picking you up from your house at 7pm, and you were in your room in the basement trying to decide what to wear. You did enjoy having the space to yourself, foster parents were hardly ever there, and you basically had a self contained apartment, minus a kitchen, with your own door in and out. You had told Eddie to knock at the back door since no one else was at home.

Standing there, looking down on your bed in a tartan kilt skirt and your bra, trying to decide what top to wear.

It's literally two band t shirts, why is this difficult.

You finally decide on the Poison T shirt and slip it on, tying it at the waist to accentuate your figure. Stepping over to the small shelf and precariously balanced mirror that serves as your vanity, you attend to your curls, spraying hair spray and singing along to the music you had playing. The song changed on the cassette and you hear Bad Company, Can't get Enough start to play. Smiling to your self you start to sway to it, singing along. Pretty soon you start dancing around the room, singing breathily, "well I'll take, whatever I want, and baby, I want you..." Really getting into the music, you're dancing away, oblivious to your surroundings, singing aloud as you love to do, hips swaying. "Well its late, and I want love, love that's gonna break me in two..."

"You mean that princess?"

You let out a shriek, feet nearly leaving the floor as you jump at the unexpected voice. Eddie's sitting at the top of the stairs to the basement, giggling like a kid, having sneaked in from the back door.

"Fuck Eddie, you scared the hell out of me!"

"Sorry princess " He chuckles, "but I heard singing and I had to listen. Didn't know I was gonna get a private show." He wiggles his eyebrows at you mischievously.

He stands up and walks over to you, grinning from ear to ear. You blush, realising you had been gyrating your hips in such a carefree manner, blissfully unaware of his presence for a moment. He takes your hips in his hands. You wish you could bottle the look on his face, the want in his eyes is intense, the chemistry between you palpable.

"You don't need to be embarrassed sweetheart, that was really something." He says lowly, kissing you, need written all over his features.

You almost forget you are supposed to be mad at him for coming in unannounced, enveloping yourself in the feel of him, the taste of him. You break from the kiss reluctantly, trying to tear yourself away from his magnetism.

"You should really learn to knock Munson."

"You should keep your door locked. Lots of weirdos around here." He pulls a manic face at you, tongue hanging out.

You laugh at him and kiss him again, swinging your arms around his neck. Eddie smiles at you, "so this is the princesses castle, huh? Your parents home?"

"Foster parents. No, they're out."

Eyes widening, Eddie looks at you but you look away, not quite ready for that conversation. He presses a kiss to your temple.

Breaking from your hold he walks around the room, looking at the posters on the walls, the books on your shelf, a tower of precariously balanced cassettes. He runs his hands over your meagre belongings, your life. You cant help but stare at those large hands of his, thinking about them on your ass, your thighs, your throat. A flush threatens to creep up your neck.

"So did you mean it?" Eddie asks, his face serious for a moment.

"What?" You shake yourself out of your revelry and stare at him in confusion.

"You seemed quite certain about it a minute ago, 'love that's gonna break you in two'?" He grins at you wolfishly, but there is a questioning edge to his voice.

Embarrassed, your cheeks flush again, but you smile back at him, "today might be your lucky day Munson."

Eddies face is a picture. He picks you up and spins you round, yelling excitedly. You giggle and cling to his neck.

"Well what are we waiting for?"

*****************

It was a couple of hours later and you were laying next to Eddie in his room on top of the covers, having just eaten what felt like your entire weight in pizza. Eddie was sitting up cross legged, shirtless, rolling a joint. You don't quite know how he had lost his shirt, but you certainly weren't complaining. Sneakily you were gazing up at him, looking at his lean frame, watching the muscles knot in his shoulders. Your gaze transferred to his face, that look of concentration that warmed your heart, his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth. A movie was playing, an awful horror b movie but your view was much more interesting. God, he's mesmerising.

He finishing rolling and handed it to you.

"Milady."

"Well what an honour good Sir!" You say back, taking the joint and putting it to your lips, motioning at Eddie to pass you the lighter. He flicks the lighter and holds the flame close, then pulls it away at the last minute. You huff at him, joint hanging from your mouth. He leans forward, and does it again! Pushing at him playfully you grab for the lighter as he holds it up in the air away from you.

"Aw come on Munson, no fair!" You jump up then and crawl in his lap, extending your arm to reach. He laughs at your feeble attempt, and you stand on the bed in front of him to grab it triumphantly and look down at Eddie.

He is not paying the slightest attention. His focus has been taken by your very short skirt at his eye level. You go to sit down again but he grabs the back of your thighs and leans into you, starting to kiss and lick. Moaning at the sensation, his hands wander up your skirt, onto your ass. He groans then. Eddie's utterly enthralled by you. Transfixed.

"You're wearing a thong, what are you doing to me sweetheart." Flipping your skirt up and cranking his neck, he tries to look at your ass.

You giggle and wiggle free, sitting on the bed cross legged in front of him, lighting the joint. "You are such a joker baby."

"And you are a tease." He smirks. A point we made. You take another drag then hand the joint to him.

Passing it back and forth, you enjoy a  comfortable silence, when he suddenly jumps up, surprising you.

"Shit I forgot. I got you a present!" He rummages through a drawer. "Here." Thrusting a small bundle of fabric at you. You open it up, intrigued. It's a Hellfire T shirt. You grin, looking at the design.

"Dustin will not shut up about you, so you have to come to the next one." He beams at you.

"That's adorable." You grin back, cheeks flushed.

"Turn it over, come on, look at the back!" He's practically bouncing.

You do. In smaller print, across the back in a cursive script, was the word Princess.

"Seriously? You are an ass." He laughs and drags you towards him for a kiss, pulling you into his lap.

"Are you trying to brand me Munson?"

He clings to your hips, enjoying the feel of you in his lap. Never want to let you go sweetheart.

"Hardly a brand, wait til I get a tattoo gun." He wiggles his eyebrows at you, "got to let everyone know your mine."

You look into his eyes and sit back a little on his legs, undoing the knot you had put in your T shirt, pulling it over your head. Your black lace bra is on display and Eddie is mesmerised, swallowing hard. Pulling the Hellfire t shirt on, you notice it's a little shorter, exposing just a sliver of midriff. You can faintly see the outline of your dark bra through the material.

"Its a little tight Eddie."

"I bet it is." He runs his finger across the exposed skin on your belly, biting his bottom lip.

"Eddie!" The grin on his features looks dipped in sin.

He leans towards you and runs his tongue where his fingers were, planting soft kisses, slowly lifting the hem of your top, planting open mouthed kisses on your midriff. His palms press into your hips and you feel the bite of his cold rings in your flesh, the feeling you've been waiting for.

He picks you up and lifts you, placing you on the bed on your back, beneath him. His head is between your legs as his hand starts rubbing up the inside of your thighs whist he is trailing kisses down your body. You moan low in your throat. Tendrils of arousal creep over your skin, blossoming from each touch from his rough hands.

Eddie groans into your legs. "Fuck, I really want to taste you sweetheart."

He looks up at you for confirmation. You smile and nod at him.

He carefully lifts up your skirt, taking in the sight of your little black panties. He gently runs his index finger down the front of them, rubbing softly. "These are pretty."

You moan back, moving your hips, trying to get more contact. You need to feel his touch desperately. He reaches under your skirt with both hands to pull your underwear down as you lift yourself up to help him. For a moment he just looks at you, taking it all in.

He moves towards you, leaning in and you feel his breath on your pussy. You nearly shake with anticipation and nerves. He plants a kiss just above, and stops.

"Is this still ok?" He looks up, searching your eyes.

You look down at him, slightly breathless, biting your lip. "Please Eddie, I want this." Eddie wishes he could take a picture and preserve the way you look forever.

You immediately feel his tongue run all the way up you then, starting to lap at your slit. You whimper at the feeling. It's so intense. He starts sucking on your clit with fervour, massaging it with his tongue.

"Holy Shit Eddie!" You cry out.

He grins into you, moving his thumb to replace his tongue, tracing patterns over you. "I've been thinking about doing this all day."

"I've never, fuck, I've never let anyone... do this before." You manage to say, enjoying the moment but embarrassed at the same time.

"Well I must be the luckiest guy in the fucking world." And he buries his face into you, licking and sucking, eating you out like you were his last meal. You're dripping wet, from your own juices as well as his tongue, you cant help but writhe on the bed, your back arching, the dirtiest moans exploding from your mouth.

He pushes two fingers into you suddenly and you gasp, your pussy clenching down on them, eager to have something inside of you. He sucks at your clit whilst he curls his fingers into your sweet spot almost immediately, and you are so overwhelmed by the glorious feeling that tears spring into your eyes.

There's no warning. You are suddenly riding your climax like an enormous wave, crying out his name, the pleasure coursing through your every vein. The only word you seem to know or want to say is his name, over and over, as if you were praying. It certainly feels like a religious experience. His fingers stay inside you, curling up to the hilt, and he's on his knees, watching you orgasm. You finally sink back down into the bed and he removes his hand from you, sitting back onto his heels, eyes shining.

Definitely falling for her.

"That ok princess?"

You manage a breathless nod, still gripping onto the pillow with your hands, pink faced and gasping.

"I could watch you cum over and over. Shit you are loud. Beautiful." he chuckles, his breath taken away by your reaction to him.

You babble something, incapable of words just yet. He grins at his handiwork and wipes his mouth, reaching over for the half a joint in the ashtray. He takes a hit and puts it to your lips. You take a long toke, hold it in, then breathe out.

"That's my girl. You want another one?" You still cant speak, just nod feebly and pucker your mouth. He laughs and puts the joint back in and let's you take another hit.

After a few minutes you manage to sit up a bit. He's smiling smugly at you.

"I don't think I've ever cum that hard in all my life." You say to him truthfully. He beams at you, so proud of himself, and lays next to you, cuddling you. He looks at you, brow furrowed, like he has something on his mind.

"You know you said you hadn't done that before... are you...." the question lingers in the air.

"No. I'm not a virgin if that's what you mean."

"Oh, ok, just skipped a step?"

"Yes. No. I mean, it's just, that is really..   intimate."

"And fucking isn't?"

You giggle at that. "Not in the same way. Going down on me, I don't know it just makes me feel, vulnerable. It's intimate in a different way, you know?"

"I can understand that." He nuzzles into your shoulder.

You turn to him and start undoing his belt and pulling his jeans off. He kicks them off his feet like they offend him and you feel his bulge through his boxers whilst you are kissing at his neck.

"You're really hard."

"You're really pretty."

Smiling, he pulls your top off, then your skirt. Unwrapping you slowly, like you are a gift. He holds you close, undoing your bra. It falls away, leaving you naked in his arms. You look up at him through your lashes, suddenly feeling shy. He lifts your chin and stares into your eyes. "You are really pretty. You look incredible right now." He kisses you full on the lips. Eddie's looking at you, his heart brimming. Is this even happening Munson?

"You're the pretty one, my pretty boy." You stroke his face. He beams at you.

'Ya think so?"

"Yep, super pretty."

You kiss him back, a long lingering kiss. Could this feeling go on forever? He strokes your hair and pulls you in tighter. You could stay like this for hours, held in his arms, the world around you melting away, insignificant compared to his touch. He runs his hands over you, stroking your skin, making your hairs stand on end.

Starting to kiss his neck, you leave little kitten licks, and move your way to his earlobe. You take it into your teeth and bite it gently, one hand tugging at his hair. He groans at that, leaning his head back, reaching to your exposed breast, tentatively rubbing your nipple.

"Oh fuck, Eddie," You run your hand slowly down his naked torso, lightly scratching with your nails, making your way to the band of his boxers. Your other hand scouts into his hair, entwining into his locks.

"Seems unfair, why aren't you naked?" You whisper in his ear.

"Because I'm clearly an idiot" he says to you, and pulls the boxers off in one swift motion, clearly very eager. You giggle, until you look down, frozen.

"Eddie, that's... impressive." You say to him, taking his dick into your hand, feeling the sheer girth of the thing. Its smooth, and rock solid. You can see the veins throbbing. You roll it into your hand slowly, rubbing lazily over it, examining it, unaware that he is unravelling underneath your careless touch.

"Fuck princess... I- fuck."

You look up and see his face, head tipped back in bliss, mouth open. Without thinking, You lean forward and take the tip of his cock into your mouth, running your tongue around in circles.

"Princess holy shit you're gonna kill me!" You laugh as he pulls you away, his stomach muscles clenching. "Seriously if you do that I'm just gonna cum right now." He looks at you hungrily, as if you were a meal for him to devour.

"Now that would be a damn shame. Do you have a condom?"

"Of course Milady, can't have you riding the knight without your steed!"

"Oh my God you nerd!"

You giggle as he jumps up and grabs them from his bedside, ripping one open with his teeth. He takes it out and rolls it down his length, rubbing it a couple of times.

"Lie back princess."

You snort and push him against the headboard.

"I thought you said I was riding? You lie back." And before he can say a word you're straddling him, his thighs between your legs. You hold his length and spit on it, rubbing your makeshift lube over his dick.

"Fuck that's filthy sweetheart." Eddie doesn't think he's ever been so turned on in his life.

Cockily you smile at him, moving onto his lap, your slit rubbing against his swollen member.

You look into his eyes, searching. "You sure you want this?"

"Aren't I suppose to be saying that? Of course I do, look at you, you're perfect."

You look deep into his eyes and slowly take his throbbing member into you, inch by inch, grapping his shoulder tightly for balance. You both moan in unison. He's stretching you, and you cry out softly. You keep pushing down until there's no more to take, utterly full.

"My God, Eddie..." tears start to form in your eyes.

"Hey, princess what's wrong?" His face is a picture of concern, holding his hand to your cheek.

"You're fucking... big Eddie." He cant help but smirk at that, stroking your arm.

"Its ok, it's ok, just, wait a minute. Just relax."

You feel your walls relaxing slightly, and you start to slowly rock into him. He feels incredible inside you, impossibly deep.

"Sweetheart, you feel, amazing. You're so fucking tight, wow." His voice is rough, heady, filled with lust. He grabs you by the hips and increases your pace. You squeal, grinding into him, your sopping wet pussy making downright pornographic noises. You join in, moaning and mewling, crying out his name.

Full on bouncing on his dick, Eddie looks so fucked out underneath you. Hair is plastered to his face, sweat covering his brow. He can't decide between staring at your lust blown eyes, watching your tits, or watching your pussy suck him in on each bounce.

You ride him harder, faster, grinding down so your clit is rubbing against him, adding to the pleasure. You feel fireworks, intense explosions of pleasure rocking into your body, crashing all around you. You scream his name, tears falling from your eyes, coming hard. Looking into his eyes, his face is pleading with you. It's a moment you wish could stretch on forever.

"Princess you're squeezing so tight, I'm gonna...fuck."

"Its ok Eddie, fuck me. I want to feel you cum." He moans loudly at that, holding you to him.

"Sorry princess, I just need to..." he pushes you down so that he's on top of you, and pushes your knees in the air. His pulsating member is pushing into your sweet spot making you see stars as he rolls his hips into you.

Your hand finds his, interlocking fingers as your other drags nails across his back. His movements start to become sloppy and you move your hips up to meet his thrusts, feeling him quiver above you, thrusting twice more before collapsing on you with a low groan, utterly spent.

You lie there, wrapped around him, arms, legs, just holding on. He looks at you, raises one hand to move a stray hair out of your face.

"That was... "

"Intense?" You supply, smirking at him, slightly breathless.

"Yeah you could say that, Jesus Christ." He moves and slides out of you, so he can dispose of the condom, then re-joins you in a tangle on the bed. He turns again to look at you. "I was gearing up to be all soft, I should have known you were gonna be a freak." He grinned. You hit him playfully on the arm.

"You have absolutely no idea Munson."

"Mmph" Eddie's laying there, grinning, eyes closed, stroking your side, thinking if there is a heaven, this is it.

"So you have a license for that?" You ask, smirking to yourself.

"For what?" Eddie asks, his eyes still closed.

"That fucking weapon you have between your legs." You tickle his side gently.

Eddie laughs and pulls you in closer, smelling your hair. "Now you can come over more often sweetheart, just to boost my ego." He kisses you on the forehead. 

Yeah, feels like heaven. 

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Hide and Go Varian

Rapunzel: Varian! Where are you?

Eugene: Come out, come out where ever you are!

Cassandra: Kid, in the interest of your safety, I would recommend you to come out before my father finds out.

Captain: Before I find out what?

Cassandra: Dad! What . . . are you doing here?

Captain: Well, when I got back to the castle after picking some things in town, I was surprised to see almost all my men looking for something when they should have been working.

Eugene: Really! Why those slackers must have misplaced something!

Rapunzel: Yes! I lose . . . Pascal all the time.

Captain: When I asked what they were looking for, they had no answer for me. All I could tell was that they were more scared of their temporary Captain than me at the moment.

Cassandra: Really! I have no idea why they would be scared of me.

Captain: Honey . . . what's going on.

Cassandra: Well, you know how Varian isn't allowed out of his room without supervision.

Captain: Yes.

Eugene: Angry and Red were visiting him when they snuck him out to Rapunzel's room to play with Pascal.

Rapunzel: And I was okay with Varian without supervision because I was supervising, which is okay, right?

Captain: Sigh. Yes, that is okay if someone else was there with you. Then what happened.

Rapunzel: Angry and Red wanted to play hide and go seek, so I counted to 100 while they hid. I found the girls easily, but . . . we still can't find Varian.

Captain: You mean to tell me Varian is potentially loose in the castle and probably ran away by this time?!

Eugene: Yes. You know, Captain, red really isn't your color. Maybe you should try thinking of calm thoughts. Your complexion would be less like tomato like then.

Captain: Fitzherbert! Please shut your mouth before I get . . . even more tempted to kill you.

Cassandra: Don't worry, Dad! We have all the guards, the Snuggly Duckling Pub thugs, Lance, and a lot of kids looking for him all throughout town.

Rapunzel: Yeah! We'll find him in no time! We got some of the best seekers in town looking for him.

Eugene: That list probably has me on top as #1 Seeker of all Time!

Captain: Well . . . then why aren't you out looking for him!

Eugene: On my way, right now!

Cassandra: Don't worry, dad. We'll make sure he's back in his room soon.

Captain: He better be or else the King will not be happy him if he finds out.

Thirty more minutes later . . .

Eugene: Where can that boy be?!

Lance: Well, now we know never to let Varian play hide 'n go seek ever again. We'll just have to stick to tag.

Eugene: Lance!

Lance: Okay, okay! Freeze tag.

Eugene: Lance! Please stop talking before I'm tempted to kill you.

Cassandra: Wow. Your starting to sound like my dad, Eugene.

Eugene: Your right! Wow! Responsibly sure changed me. I used to be a carefree thief and now . . . I teach the guards how to be sneaky and try to be a good role model for three kids.

Rapunzel: And I love you even more for those reasons. The newer you is just like the old you, but more . . . mature.

Eugene: Well, then I like the new you just as well. You're even more beautiful as you care for your people as their princess.

Rapunzel: Oh, Eugene . . .

Eugene: Rapunzel . . .

Cassandra: Oh, Lance . . . my love!

Lance: Yes, Cassandra, my dearest!

Eugene: Shut up, guys. Your embarrassing Rapunzel.

Lance: Well, then you should have thought of that before you two starting romancing it up in front of us!

Eugene: Lance!

Cassandra: Well, when he's right, he's right.

Rapunzel: Cass!

Lance: Now that we have all expressed our feelings, we can concentrate on finding our little boy!

Eugene: Ah, Lance? You know Varian's not a little kid. And you’re not the best choice to be a parental figure for him.

Lance: So? I can be his big brother! I mean, we're basically already Angry and Red's big brothers, so why not Varian's as well

Eugene: Well, um, . . . then sure. That actually makes some sense, so might as well embrace it.

Lance: Yes! It's official. I'm a big brother. Now, I can officially do brother stuff like give Varian candy and not make him brush his teeth.

Eugene: Um, buddy. I don't think that's how being a big brother works.

Cassandra: Can we concentrate back on finding Varian? Who knows where he is at this point? He's probably escaped.

Rapunzel: Oh, come on, Cass! Varian hasn't tried to escape ever since he was put on castle arrest.

Cassandra: He hasn't tried to escape because Old Corona was full of guards at the time. Now, most of the damage has been fixed. He might have decided to try escaping now.

Eugene: Well, let's get on with finding him before he runs away.

Lance: Yeah! I can't have my new baby brother running away so soon. People will think I scared him off or something.

Cassandra: Are you sure you haven't already scared him off?

Lance: Did you say something, Cass?

Cassandra: Nothing really. Um . . . just talking to myself.

Lance: You should consider not doing that around other people. They'll start thinking you’re crazy.

Cassandra: Thank you for the advice, Lance. By the way, have I ever given you a closer look at my sword?

Eugene: Um, why don't we concentrate on finding Varian before Lance takes a . . . closer look at your very sharp blade.

Cassandra: Sure, if Lance can keep his mouth closed that long.

Rapunzel: Oh! I have an idea! Let's check out the garden! Maybe he's there!

Cassandra: Good idea, Raps. He might try escaping that way.

Rapunzel: Cass! He wouldn't try escaping at all!

An hour later . . .

Eugene: Raps, remind me again why the royal garden is so BIG.

Rapunzel: Eugene, my mom loves plants. You remember how we had breakfast in the garden on her birthday, right?

Eugene: Rrrriiiggghhttt. Of course, I do, dear!

Cassandra: He sure does.

Lance: That long 'right' wasn't because he forgot an important memory.

Eugene: Shut up, you two!

Rapunzel: Did you guys say something?

Eugene: Nope! Pretty sure those were some little birds tweeting and chirping about.

Lance: Yes, two very truthful birdies.

Eugene: Lance!

Rapunzel: Wait, everyone! Be quiet!

Eugene: For what-

Cassandra: Shut up, Eugene!

. . .

Rapunzel: I hear something. Quick! Follow me!

Eugene: Why are we going into my room?!

Lance: You mean our room. Remember? The King didn't trust me . . .

Eugene: I know, Lance!

Lance: . . . so he paired us up and gave us a bigger room to share.

Cassandra: Yeah, why are we in these two idiots’ room.

Rapunzel: Shhhhh! Because of those two.

Eugene: Varian! Oh, thank goodness we found him!

Lance: Awwwwww! He missed us so he went to hide in our room while waiting for us to find him.

Rapunzel: He and Rudiger look so cute like this!

Cassandra: Even I think so.

Eugene: That's great and all, but let's get this kid back to the Captain before he has a stroke, or worse, blames me for this.

Rapunzel: Eugene, why don't we let Varian sleep a bit longer?

Cassandra: Yeah. I'll talk to my father right now.

Lance: And I will cuddle up with Var while you guys do that.

Rapunzel: Aww! No fair! I want to join the cuddlefest as well.

Eugene: If Blondie's joining in, I might as well too.

Cassandra: I'll be back and then I might decide to sit on the bed next to you guys.

Lance: I will go get Angry and Red. They will be so upset if I didn't invite them.

And so, Varian's impromptu game of Hide and Go Seek led them all into having a relaxing after spending the day looking for the wayward alchemist. Maybe next time they can play a nice game of tag instead! Good idea, right? :)

AN: I wrote this in one of my various notebooks a long time ago during work. But, I lost in the chaos of my room. I recently found it and typed up how much I had written. I just got back from work, where I basically worked on another Tangled AU for most of my day, to a home with a pizza party is going on. My dad is horrible drunk, breaking his New Year's revolution like 5+ times already in 2019. He now wants our whole family to go out to Reno, Nevada for his wedding anniversary, but are not considerate about the fact I have work and no one cover me since my co-worker Adrien is leaving the country the day before and my other co-worker Kim is going to be the receptionist that day. Everyone always pressures me to put my on-call job at risk making up reasons to try to get the day off, but no one can cover for me since my two other co-workers work 5 days and week and can not work more than 5 days in a row. Right now, I'm stuck with the family. My back, eyes, and head hurt because of all the loud music playing. I can't go to sleep even if I wanted to since my room is right next to the living room. I feel so stressed all the time, but hopefully posting this chat will make me feel better. Hope you guys like it!

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Dragon Age and Norse Mythos Parallels part 1

This section (part one, I hope to have more up in a week or so) deals primarily with the Inquisitor and Solas, and their parallels with Tyr and Fenrir. This is mostly just the parallels I’ve noticed since playing DA (including their various nods towards Norse mythology particularly in regards to Solas and the JOH DLC), and I’m sure these various comparisons have been made and discussed at length much better than what I’m offering below, but...I haven’t seen them, and wanted to get my opinion out of my system. 

Comparisons between the roles of the Inquisitor and Tyr, and Solas and Fenrir are under the cut below. (it’s long sorry not sorry)

Tyr is the god of War, Justice, and Law - similarly we see the Inquisitor in more or less the same light; the Inquisition is only brought about as a neutral enforcer against the chaos. The Inquisitor in game is involved in political matters spanning across countries (Tevinter, Orlais, and Ferelden primarily). The Inquisitor is also seen as the primary judge/arbiter - they sit in judgment, pass on punishment despite the fact that some prisoners could be (perhaps should be) given to the country they committed a crime in (which, yes, is done for RPG gameplay, and to show that the Inquisition is thought of as powerful, and an entirely separate entity from other countries).

While Tyr, like the role of the Inquisitor, is associated with war, he was not the only god of war, and he was not quite associated as a primary war god (although admittedly sources debate about this, it does boil down to the fact that he had other roles besides a god of war, and other gods shared that particular trait). He was associated first and foremost with upholding the law and justice (which at its core, the Inquisition was created for the first time as well as this time as is mentioned in DAI, and above).

The tale Tyr is most famous for is the Binding of Fenrir. Fenrir the “dreadful wolf” was growing rapidly, and due to a prophecy that had been relayed earlier, the gods sought to bind him because they feared their own destruction at his hands (er paws?). No one stepped up but Tyr himself - he offered to put his hand in Fenrir's jaws in a show of good faith. When Fenrir was bound - with a chain called gleipnir forged from the sound of a cat’s footsteps, the beard of a woman, the roots of mountains, the breath of a fish, and the spittle of a bird (things thought impossible and nonexistent, so it would be impossible to break the chains like Fenrir had done earlier) - he bit Tyr’s hand off.

With the sacrifice of Tyr’s hand, Fenrir’s rise to perform Ragnarok is postponed at least for a time, and the gods are safe.

However - if we’re looking at Solas filling the role of Fenrir (which I'm looking at rather flexibly), then we’re playing the game in the aftermath of Ragnarok. After all, Fen’Harel already brought about the fall of the “gods” (Evanuris) although he didn’t kill them he did lock them away thereby eliminating the presence of “gods” in Thedas (and possibly even making the Titans sleep with the creation of the Veil, as the last recorded event of them being awake was before the Fall of Arlathan). 

Technically speaking...Ragnarok has already happened; Fenrir brought about chaos due to the fallout, and some time has passed since “the undoing of creation” (which I equate to the fall of the Elvhen empire, the separation of spirits from the physical world, and the loss of immortality among elves). But even Ragnarok doesn’t continue on forever - in the tale, Baldur returns from the underworld (after he’d been murdered by Loki) and then the gods and humans are returned to a bright new world.

Technically, we haven’t and likely won’t see “Ragnarok” in the purest sense - we’ve seen the aftermath, and the people living in Dragon Age in realtime live in the “new world”. Here, I’m taking the easy route and just assuming Baldur, in Dragon Age, just represents life adapting and continuing after a cataclysmic event.

So there’s the most obvious setup for the parallels between the Inquisitor and Tyr, and Solas and Fenrir, respectively. I could assume that right now Ragnarok is happening because Solas has admitted he’s not sure if the current world will die, but will continue on with his plans. However, being that I liken Ragnarok to the fall of the gods and varying immortal, primordial forces, I’m assuming the Ragnarok event parallel is the fall of Arlathan and the fall of the titans. 

That isn’t all though; in the Binding of Fenrir, Tyr loses his hand to "the dreadful wolf”, and as I mentioned above, the sacrifice of his hand makes the binding honorable since he gave something in return for lying and binding him.

In DA the Inquisitor loses the hand to the anchor then to Solas (technically) - but the sacrifice of their hand gives everyone more time; from Corypheus, the Breach, and even Solas himself. Often in a lot of ancient cultures, it’s held as a universal belief that there’s a lot of power in sacrifice and this holds pretty tight in the DA-verse as well (blood magic, in DAO with the final choice against the archdemon, etc).

While the Inquisitor didn’t mean to bind Solas he's more or less stuck by your side because you hold his power (mimicking a binding - you hold all of his power in your hand and he says he’d thought it was impossible (re: see the ingredients for Fenrir’s binding above)). No matter how you play as the Inquisitor, there is at least some amount of honor and even selflessness to their character; they stay and try to fix things - necessary or not, the Inquisitor sticks around and tries to “put things back in order”, even functioning under the yoke of leadership when they really only need to be around for rifts and the Breach, but all Inquisitors undertake and enormous amount of responsibility. Meanwhile, the entire time the anchor gets stronger (during Inquisition) and then powerful but somewhat out of control (Trespasser), thereby following the evolution of Fenrir growing large enough to break even the “impossible” chains he was bound in. 

Then, Solas takes the Inquisitor’s hand, mimicking Fenrir biting off Tyr’s hand almost literally, and Fenrir/Solas is free of the “binding”, which could be interpreted as the power perhaps eventually returning to him somehow in the future, or perhaps it’s just the responsibility he felt towards the Inquisitor and their condition.  

So this also boils down to my theory that in DA, Ragnarok is being enacted, by Solas, in reverse (where: the gods die → undoing of all creation → “the green time”/life adapts and moves on/Spring) so we're going from the green time to the undoing of all creation where it could be mass chaos and death as Solas himself believes it's possible (and also the destruction/fall of the Veil) and perhaps the rise of the gods again.

So – yes, Solas does take quite a few cues from Loki (as a trickster and liar), I think that's essentially it. Loki (in Norse mythology don't come for me MCU fans) isn't as sympathetic or compassionate as Solas; he is closer to a consummate villain who does things because he's covetous, jealous, and basks in chaos. Like a lot of things in DA, Solas's character and motivations don't stem entirely from one inspiration – although I am certain his role is closer to Fenrir (and admittedly, perhaps a bit of inspiration from Baldur, thought of a compassionate god since Solas had good intentions although now they seem more muddled), the wolf god, than it is Loki.

Part two will be featuring Flemeth/Mythal and possible clues DA has left and her/their parallels (hopefully up next week.) 

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What if we go further with this? Turning her human is fun because we get to see an over affectionate, energetic girl run around with a well meaning dork, but there's still tragedy because we know Arthur marries Guinevere.

But what if the squirrel was Guinevere?

Arthurian myth is something that gets changed and added to as time marched on, with Lancelot being added later as a French dude's super special OC, and Galahad added to shit on Lancelot, and Guinevere is no exception to this. She doesn't have much of a background, at one point there being three Queen Guineveres each from a different Welsh clan, and her family never plays a significant role. Wouldn't it be just like Wart to make up some story about the strange girl nuzzling up to his chest so that the guards don't hurt her? Wouldn't it be funny if they couldn't remember who they said was her father, so it changes a few times, and that's how we get the three different Guineveres? As for Lancelot, what if her not being a squirrel anymore is why she can find others attractive, and Arthur's obliviousness is because "squirrels mate for life, right? So I have nothing to worry about," wouldn't that be funny? Or maybe squirrel Guinevere is all a plot by Madam Mim because Merlin's brat is now King of All England, and he needs to be taken down a peg or two, and wouldn't some Chaos in the Court just be lovely? Even have Morgan le Fey be Mim's assistant or something, listen, we're dealing with a Disney bastardization of a book based in a myth that's changed more times than a young woman at an awards show, we can kinda do as we please.

Anyway, I just think it's funny and fitting that the most beautiful woman in All England is actually a squirrel that doesn't know polite manners and such. And hopefully, while Disney is on it's live action adaptation kick we get a The Sword in the Stone sequel called The Sword in the Lake and with squirrel girl in it. That'd be fun, right?

I’m watching The Sword in the Stone for the first time in decades and I’ve gotten to the part where Merlin is trying to get Arthur to lose his virginity to a squirrel.