#how tf is this fandom still alive

[l0ganberry]

How tf did I get Bob Velseb brainrot???

AGAIN!?!

[wordsofwhimsy]

𝑺𝒉𝒚 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒚 🍒 ⋅ ˚✮

Pairing: No Goggles/Lensless!Mark Grayson x f!Reader

Warnings: SMUTTTTT, so good, so dirty, Mark’s losing his MIND

Tags: Praise kink, dom!reader (kinda, you try, bless your heart), sub!Mark (again, kinda, he’s encouraging tf out of you), Mark is literally the best hype man to ever exist, reader is shy as hell typically so she’s coming WAY out of her shell, porn with no plot (but will one develop? 🧐 we shall see)

Word Count: 1,312

Synopsis: You & Mark have been going steady for awhile. You’re the personal assistant to Cecil – handling all the jobs that are too low for Donald (think coffee runs, taking calls, etc.). You’re shy, reserved, and quiet. So the night you come crawling out of your shell and take the reigns in bed? Mark becomes your biggest fan, your personal hype man, and a man on the edge of religious experience.

a/n: this is so absurdly self-indulgent and i won’t even apologize. i’m not even gonna lie to y’all no goggles/lensless (i like lensless better but seems like the fandom’s collectively sided with no goggles *sigh*) is my new fav. he is just so uugghhhh – like, the perfect balance of psycho with room for being OBSESSED and just, yeah, he’s that man. this was also so cathartic to write after an otherwise traumatic day.

gonna focus on my inbox after this & rebuilding what was lost in the southern belle series 😭

The room was a mess. The bed creaked under the frantic rhythm you were setting, your hips moving with reckless abandon. You’d never felt more alive—this wasn’t like you; not fitting into the quiet, reserved version of yourself he’d come to know. This was something else.

And Mark was eating it up, his eyes burning with dark, primal excitement as he lay back with his hands behind his head, fully relaxed but completely obsessed with the sight of you.

“Yeah, babe, fuck yeah!” he shouted, his voice thick with lust, practically buzzing with excitement. “That’s it! That’s how you do it! You look so fucking good like this. Go harder, don’t hold back, babe, I wanna see you lose it.”

Mark wasn’t just into this. He was thriving, watching you like the goddamn Super Bowl — except the MVP was you, on top, riding him like you owned him.

“OH my god—yes, yes, that’s what I’m TALKING ABOUT!” he yelled, voice echoing off the walls, like you were hitting home runs instead of grinding down on him so hard his abs twitched. “Shy little thing, huh? Where?! I don’t see her anymore—this version? She’s my favorite.”

Your thighs shook, pace relentless even as your breath hitched, lips parted, face glowing with sweat and something far more dangerous — confidence. You didn’t look at him much, still half-embarrassed to meet his eyes even now.

But Mark couldn’t stop staring.

“You feel that?” he groaned, lifting his hips just enough to meet you halfway. “That’s you wrecking me. This is insane. I’m literally being blessed right now.”

You bit your lip, eyes fluttering shut, trying to stay focused as your rhythm wavered under the weight of his praise.

“Ohhh, don’t get quiet on me now, baby—nah, nah, nah—talk to me, moan for me, let me hear that pretty mouth, c’mon—GOD, you’re so fucking hot right now, are you kidding me?!”

He was so hyped it was almost absurd — panting, ranting, eyes wide with disbelief like he couldn’t believe this was real. His arms were still behind his head but twitching now, dying to grab you, help you, worship you. But no. He was loving being your seat, your toy, your audience.

“You’re slamming down like you’re mad at me—are you mad at me, babe? ‘Cause you’re gonna make me fucking cry,” he gasped out, then broke into manic laughter. “Shit! Wait—do it again! That grind? That little twist right at the end? HOLY—yes! YESSSS.”

You whimpered, breath catching as your pace faltered again—but he wasn’t about to let you stop.

“Oh no, don’t you dare stop now—look at me, c’mon—ride it out, ride it all the way down, you’ve got this, you’re doing so good, I swear to god I’m gonna blow just watching you.”

You finally looked down at him, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed, and Mark just about lost his damn mind.

“There she is! YESSS, there’s my girl, look at you—on top of the fucking world. Queen shit. Certified. I should be PAYING you right now.”

Your body stuttered—overstimulated, trembling—but you kept going. And he felt it.

His grin snapped into something wicked. His arms finally dropped to grab your hips, not guiding you—just feeling the way you moved, grounding himself while you used him.

“Fuck, fuck, yes, you’re gonna cum, I can feel it—so tight, so wet, baby you are milking me, are you trying to kill me? Is that what this is?” he babbled, delirious now. “Oh my god I love you. Wait—marry me. I’m serious. I’ll give you the moon.”

And when you finally shattered—silently, jaw slack, body stiffening as you came hard around him—Mark practically screamed.

“THAT’S IT! THAT’S MY GIRL! TAKE IT, BABY, FUCKING TAKE IT—”

His hands snapped to your hips, slamming you down as he buried himself deep, coming with a violent groan, his entire body locking under yours. His head fell back, chest rising like he couldn’t breathe, muscles twitching as he emptied into you.

He held you there—still, trembling, connected—until the last pulse faded.

You collapsed against him, shaking and spent, and he caught you immediately, wrapping you up tight, still grinning like a man who just won every lottery ever invented.

“...That was... beyond,” he muttered against your hair, catching his breath. “You just blew my entire fucking mind. I think I blacked out for a second.”

You made a tiny, worn-out noise.

He smiled wider.

—

It was a normal debrief. Supposed to be, anyway.

Cecil was droning on about some black ops mission Mark had technically been assigned to but never showed up for, and a few other heroes were milling around the room. You stayed close to the wall, sipping your coffee quietly, trying very hard to pretend you weren’t being stared at like a snack.

Mark was across the room. Or, more accurately, posing across the room. Back against the wall, arms folded, smirk in full effect, eyes locked on you like you were the only person there.

He hadn't stopped looking at you like that all day.

Your cheeks were already pink, but it got so much worse when he suddenly spoke—loudly.

“You know what’s crazy?”

Everyone turned.

Cecil’s eye twitched. “What now.”

Mark pushed off the wall, casually strolling into the middle of the conversation like he hadn’t just derailed the entire room.

“I just think it’s wild,” he said, grinning, “how someone can be all sweet and quiet in public, but the second they’re on top of you—” You choked on your coffee. Actually, physically choked. “—they go absolutely feral,” Mark finished proudly.

Your soul left your body.

Every head turned to you. Even the intern looked scandalized. Cecil let out the slowest, longest sigh you’d ever heard.

“Oh my god,” you whispered into your hand.

Mark kept going. “Like, I knew she had it in her. I knew. But the dedication? The power? The whole—” he mimed someone slamming down onto a seat, complete with sound effects, “—Boom boom pow, I mean—chef’s kiss. 10/10. Academy Award performance. And the STAMINA? Un-fucking-real. Her thighs were shaking like—”

“MARK!” you hissed, face flaming.

“What?” he said, half-laughing. “I’m complimenting you!”

You were about to melt into the floor.

And that’s when Rexleaned in from two chairs down, elbow propped on the table, face lit up like fireworks.

“Wait, hold up,” he said, pointing at you with his half-eaten protein bar. “You mean quiet girl over here? She was on top?”

Mark beamed. “Oh, on top, in charge, out of body—I was literally just lying there like ‘is this how I die?’ Would’ve been a good way to go out too.”

Rex whistled low. “Shiiiit. Okay. I see you.” He turned to you, eyes dragging way too slow. “Damn, quiet ones really are the freakiest, huh? I knew it.”

You felt your stomach drop. “Rex.”

He didn’t stop. “No no, this is important. For science. So like… did you do the thing where you—”

And then Mark moved.

Slow, calm, still smiling. But the air in the room dropped ten degrees as he crossed the space between them in half a heartbeat and leaned down to Rex’s ear with that same shit-eating grin still plastered on his face.

“If your eyes so much as blink in her direction again, I’ll pop your head like a grape,” he whispered casually.

Rex blinked.

“Like—pshhht. Just… juice,” Mark added with a cheerful hand gesture.

Then he clapped Rex on the shoulder, straightened up, and turned back toward you like nothing happened.

You were bright red, half-horrified and half trying very hard not to laugh. “Mark—”

He winked. “Still thinking about last night, baby.”

“Please stop talking forever.”

[synnthamonsugar]

Still thinking about this post and continuing to be frustrated about Elsie, and how poorly developed her relationship with Eris and Drifter is, and how underutilized their friendship is in general.

Thinking about the intersections of their lives. Elsie knows Eris and Drifter, even if they don't know her. Elsie has faced off against Eris at her worst, and now stands at her side at her best. Elsie has found Drifter dead as he desperately and selfishly tried to survive, and now he's alive, more sure of himself, more willing to look out for his friends.

And Eris and Drifter don't know Elsie at first, but they must trust her for their collective survival — for humanity, the Traveler and the Light, if they are to use Darkness against Darkness.

Thinking about the parallels of their stories. Elsie, who like Eris trapped in the Pit, has pressed on day after day, held onto hope against better reason, who finally finds a way out, traumatized, changed, but wiser. Elsie, who like Drifter, has lived by different names and identities, has endured betrayal, and withstood apocalypse.

Thinking about these three as the three who transcended their design, as foretold by The Nine. The hourglass counting down with infinite patience, the forgotten blade sharpened anew, and the dredgen. Their meeting is not just happenstance, but fate.

How satisfying it would have been for them to find in each other what they lost or never had. For Elsie, friends to walk at her side as she escapes the cycle and faces an unknown future. For Eris, a fireteam; not a replacement for her lost comrades, but a chance to make new ones. And Drifter gets a crew he will neither be betrayed by nor forced to betray — learning the real meaning of trust.

I think a catastrophic disservice has been done to all three by focusing on Eris' and Drifter's relationship, all but cutting Elsie out of the picture. It would have been so much more powerful to have Eris send a radio message to Elsie and Drifter talking about how their friendship helped her aspire to more than survival. Imagine if all three continued their studies of the Pyramid and its technology together, continuing the arc first started in Beyond Light. (This one is shockingly egregious for being set on Europa and hand-waving Elsie away to focus on Eris and Drifter — as the fandom does.) What if Elsie and Drifter had visited Eris together in Season of the Witch, what if Elsie had told Eris that she trusted her despite the terror she felt at Eris picking up the mantle of hive god as she had in all her dark futures, instead of getting into fights with Ikora over it?

These are relatively small tweaks to the narrative that would have kept Elsie relevant beyond her role as emotional support sister to Ana, would have added depth to all three, and truly established them as a "Dark" mirror to the Vanguard. I'm heartened that all three were together at the final battle, but it sucks that we got zero development of their relationship between their fight with House Salvation in BL, and the very end of TFS.

Just!! What they could have been. What the writers and fandom could have made of them. Man.

[ink-and-dagger]

What do you think of the new Ghost album, Inky? Also, I wanted to ask, if it’s okay to talk about, how was the concert for you? Were the new songs nice to hear live?

Spoilers (or maybe not actual spoilers, but still! This is the part where I share my opinion, and I don’t want to influence you or shape your thoughts if you haven’t listened to the whole album yet.)

To be completely honest, it’s not my favorite, but I know I need to listen to it a few more times to see if it grows on me. This is really just my raw first impression. I feel like some of the songs sound a bit similar, I’m not sure how to explain it.

With the previous albums, especially Impera, I felt like the songs had more contrast, like we had the bold energy of Twenties, and then something really touching like Darkness at the Heart of My Love.

And when I first listened to Impera, or even Prequelle, I could instantly pick a few favorites. This time, I’m a bit indecisive.

But again, this is just a first listen reaction, I’m definitely going to keep listening to it on repeat, and I’m so excited to see them in concert!!!

Oh boy, I have so many thoughts and I'm really sorry if I sound like a patronising asshole at any point I'm just very passionate about music in general. I’ll talk about the album first so I can put a read more cut for anyone wanting to avoid concert spoilers.

I adore Skeletá. I think it’s a bloody masterpiece. Tobias has brought it into existence at the perfect time within Ghost’s discography and I’m not in the least bit surprised that a significant chunk of the fandom don’t get it and/or are mad about it. Every Ghost album has a specificity to it - they all achieve something different - and Skeletá is no exception. It’s not the album you head bang to - that’s what Opus is for. It’s not the album you wobble wobble to - that’s what Impera is for. Skeletá is the album you turn to when the sheer burden of existing in todays world becomes too heavy. Tobias said it himself in numerous interviews and articles leading up to the release: “I wanted this record to be about being human. Being alive.” And I think that’s exactly what he’s done. Skeletá acts as a tether to the raw humanity inside each of us - it forces you to be introspective, to shut out all external noise and to re-live all the moments in your life in which you felt something visceral and real. The intensity of first love. The devastation of first loss. Those memories which lose their impact on us over time because we allow the bullshit of the rest of the world to dampen them. Tobias has given us a fucking gift with this album, and it’s a gift that I think will unfortunately go over a lot of people’s heads. (Not talking about you anon, more referring to the people on twitter bitching that it isn't Impera 2 despite TF literally saying he wanted to avoid that).

I think there’s a wiiiide variety of reasons why so many people aren’t vibing with this album (aside from genuine musical preference), I honestly feel I could write a damn thesis about it. I’m not going to get into it rite here rite now right now, but if people are curious then hit me up I guess. All I’ll say is that if Skeletá has a million fans I’m one of them, if Skeletá has 5 fans I’m one of them, if Skeletá has 1 fan that one is me, if Skeletá has no fans I’m no longer alive, if the world is against Skeletá I’m against the entire world.

My London O2 Concert experience below cut

The concert was phenomenal. I can’t explain what it was like to hear Peacefield live for the first time, I honestly feel so incredibly lucky that I got to experience it like that, because now each time I listen to it it directly links me back to that moment in the o2.

The experience getting into the venue was great. The O2 have it down to a fine art and I basically just walked in straight away when I arrived at the venue. The only time I queued was for merch once I was inside which was quite long (30 mins perhaps), but because I got into the venue so quickly that I wasn’t concerned about time. I was sat up in the nosebleeds, so we weren’t able to get up and dance because it just wasn’t safe to do so, but everyone around me was bouncing up and down in their seats like excited toddlers in high-chairs.

I do gotta say - and I’ll be interested to know if anyone else at o2 thought the same - I thought the sound mix was crap. Papa’s mic sounded a bit tinny which was such a shame because his vocals were the best I’ve ever heard them. Like oh my GOD the difference the half mask makes to his vocals is absolutely insane. And just overall he was so free and happy - it honestly felt like watching a baby cow frolicking in the field after being stuck in a barn all winter.

He didn’t talk much between songs, but at towards the start of the concert he just spoke as Tobias, and throughout the show he graaadually got a little more Copia with the accent and cadence of his words. Probably muscle memory and habit. His movements too - lots of little hops and skips and dances that Copia did but they felt more real coming from V if that makes sense? They’re definitely twins lmfao. Little dressage horses the pair of them.

Some of my fav moments:

Jesus hyping up the crowd before it started

The curtains dropping in Peacefield

Papa messing up the lyrics to DATHOML (really made me laugh)

His vocals. Honestly I cannot express how incredibly he sang.

His smirk at the end of Cirice sent me into the stratosphere I honestly think having a seat so far away from the stage may have saved my life there

Papa pretending to be scared of the audience when we shouted ‘Blasphemy! Heresy!’ During Satanized.

Papa’s scream at the start of Mummy Dust also sent me into the stratosphere

The way Papa said “You Mother Fuckers” during Faith - he really relished it you could tell

Lots of mwah mwah mwahs at the end of KTGG

The concert was the day before Easter, and he asked us if we wanted an Easter Egg up our Keister. Then he paused, and you could see the penny drop because his eyes lit up and he got this goofy little smile and went “Y’all want a Keister Egg??!!” Baby girl was so proud of his dad joke <3

Honestly it was just an incredible night overall, and I’m even more excited to see them again in Linköping because I actually have decent tickets and also my buddy my pal my sweet cheese @lemmielem for company >:)

[hornymotionalcookie]

My first contribution to the tag

When I finally came alive and found sambucky fandom on ao3, one of the earliest stories I remember imprinting upon was Solicited by @glittercake.

I found it on ao3 before I had an account so I wasn't faving and saving stuffs yet. And I am horrible at remembering titles. And there are multiple accounts of me asking my discord crew about the link to the story, describing it in painstaking detail.

The humor was incredible, the mutual pining and secret idiots in love of it all was palpable and how delicious were the explicit scenes? 🙌🏿

The oh so clever inclusion of Redwing still cracks me tf up on the regular.

And I can unashamedly say that I saved this post as a draft to go revisit its majesty again.

To any who have not read, I 100% implore you to do so. Tis gooood stuff.

Solicited | Explicit | 13,522 words

[whenishipiluxurycruiseit]

After reading some twts about how the reveal should not affect the kaishin fandom bc of how old it is and how most old shippers had the suspicion of kaishin being related and proceeded to not care and accept and even ship them more leads me to the acceptance stage and the realization stage where this is all fiction and not true thus it will not affect anyone greatly and most of us should realize this too HAHAHA

I mean i had my suspicions too ya know but like i was expecting them to be distantly related not this closely related gahdang gosho JAGDHSHS also i was kinda closing my eyes when i saw how similar toichi and yuusaku looked like when i saw them so AHDGSHS lovelies lets just think that the reveal made the ship spicer that ever

Kaishin may be cousins and what? Its fiction, this ship is old, there are even more worse ships than this, will this hurt anyone? No (unless ur really in deep like delusional deep), will this change the world? No, will this affect your daily life? No, will this change your morals? For me no, cause i know they are not real, why on earth would they change my morals.

Honestly its not just kaishin, there are a lot of ships with this kind of relationship, and other shippers must realize the fact that they are not real and no one will get hurt. If you get disturbed by the fact that we ship cousins/twins/siblings then you may close your eyes and move one to the other post, im not like validating this bc in the real and current world this may seem disturbing but everyone must know the difference between real and fiction, do not do what fiction do but you may learn what fiction do, just put it at the back of your head as an additional knowledge and the possibility that some other people might mix up fiction and real life.

Anyways so much for the monologue JAGSHS

THE REVEAL FIRED ME UP INTO MAKING ANOTHER PROMPT YEEEEY

Like im not even focusing abt how kaishin is cousins anymore but at why toichi did that to his son, what is incest compared to betrayal (not rlly cause kaito still didnt know hes alive BUT STILL THATS HIS KID??? HIS CHILD IN THE EYES OF DANGER?? AND HE LET HIS CHILD DO THAT?? BOY?)?

Like i know he protects kaito at the side (it was on magic kaito 1412 i forgot what episode) but he protects kaito with kaito experiencing trauma bc how tf how dare u use my dead dads face you traitor like that like bro??

I dont even also think that chikage knew that her husband is alive, only yuusaku (like wow cute they mustve been such close siblings but thats not the point) knows that hes alive and yuusaku probs only also knows cause hes yuusaku and yuusaku knows everything in just once glance for some weird ass reason

ANYWAYS SO

My prompt is that (please know that some of the characters are ooc!!! Esp the parents cause they dont show much wth JAGDHSH also ill put in a oc for plot purposes WAHSGAHSGA)

Shinichi, still as conan, was in a pinch and was suddenly saved by a mysterious guy. Whom he thought was like akai san but he sensed someone different like.. KID? No.. dad??

Toichi who saw a kid who looked like his nephew when he was a child is being chased by men in black (who suspiciously looked like snake for some reason but snake doesnt wear shades in the dark cause thats a foolish move) decided to help him and lose the pursuers off his back

��Boya are you ok?” “…..(hmm? What is this feeling.. i feel like i’ve met him somewhere but..)” “boya?” “Ah! Un! Thank you uncle!”

Toichi suddenly thought of shinichi when he heard conans voice saying uncle, it sounds just like 10 yrs ago when he visited yuusakus house to teach yukiko the art of disguise

Toichi then took conan to his guardians when he found out that his parents was in america apparently (1) and he also found out that his guardians were the mouris (2) which was 2 points of suspicion which wasnt that bad but just weird cause why didnt his younger brother tell anything, not that that shit tells him anything at all. Adding to the fact that he has not seen his attention loving smart nephew in the news for a while now then pops out a child that looks like him makes the suspicion highly likely. (Their family kinda has a knack for attracting dangerous orgs, from what he seen to himself and his son, he just hopes his younger brother and nephew didnt get it (which was highly unlikely now too))

Consider his suspicions correct when his younger brother decides to okay dumb (he knows ok, theyre twins for a reason and hes a older brother for a reason) the problem now was which shady org was it and how much does his nephew and younger brother know….

2 weeks later he found out

Apparently he wasnt the only one suspicious of someone

His, (knew it), dear shrunken nephew was too! Bc of one comment from mouri kun (have we met somewhere before?) and his suspicions were proven right when he saw yuusakus phone lying around with his message on the notif screen

(Toichis so proud, thats my nephew, be nosy kid you will go far in life)(it made his nephew cute too 🥰)

and color him suprised when his nephew has a shady org at his back too (he was kinda hoping that his nephew only stumbled on the scene of the crime that was he was chased not being a victim himself sighs the family curse)

and toichi and his nephew (whom just found out they were related with the first kaitou kid, who was supposed to be dead) made an alliance! (it kinda feels good to not only have one person know about your secrets, it also makes him relieved that his nephew has a lot of trusted people at his back other than some bigass shady org)

it also makes toichi happy that his son could be himself (not just kaitou kid but really being kaito his son whom he left with his wife toprotecttonotpullintothismessbutthey-) with his cousin

his son was inlove with his cousin

oh shit

yuusaku why did we not let them meet again

how he found out? he got the front seat

with snake

but does that really matter

(is akai kun included when hes so far away from the build the confession was happening)

(akai kun just shoot snake pls)

then it all went to shit (from his perspective cause wdym kaito did not even notice snake was there so its ok uncle shinichi kun did u also not notice my mental breakdown too)

they apprehended snake, and found out he was just some lackey in the black org and wanted to be the same lvl as gin so hes chasing after some immortality granting stone (yea hes not gonna be on the same lvl as gin hes stupid says his dear cutified nephew)

he told his younger brother about the confession

his younger brother knew all along ever since he caught kaito sneaking in their house to leave a jewel that he stole and saw him caress shinichis face.. yuusaku told him with the face of did u really not see that coming, we never let them meet when they were old enough to remember.

like valid? but at least share the tea gahdang

yukiko also knows? brother? i thought bros before hoes? (he nearly got mauled to death by his mystery loving younger brother, bc how dare you call my wife a hoe? ur the hoe u *spits real talk that hurts*)

after yuusaku hurt him internally he has come to the fact that yea he was worse than his son.. (also who can blame him, shinichi kun has yukikos genes (not that his darling wife is any less beautiful than yukiko, his wifes beauty came from being reckless and he likes that in his woman sighs i miss my wife) and their reckless genes so, with his wifes beautiful and shiny loving gene with his reckless loving gene, shinichi, conan, his nephew was the perfect person for his son. not ignoring the fact that shinichi kun is also a very understanding person. his nephew grew a lot (internally cause well.. he shrunk physically))

and now shinichi is looking at him weirdly

no way

did he not hear his sons confession

"shin kun... what did you think about what my son said to you?" "hm? ah that chase?... isnt it just a chase? oh im sorry uncle if i hurt kaito, it was needed to make it look convincing haha, i dont plan on capturing him rn dw!" "... oh! its ok shin kun ^^"

it was not okay, how does his nephew not notice his sons confession to him? (his son was a child of two phantom thieves, making a heist even grander than it already is shows that his son is courting his nephew SO HOW TF- oh, oh yuusaku just told him that every heist shinichi went to was always that grand so he might not see the difference? oh. oh my gosh.)

how to break this to his son who thought his father was dead

yuusaku just smiled (useless asshole, just bc hes still close to his son even though his son is in another identity now and can still pretend to be his new sons identities father bc of the disguising art that toUICHI HIMSELF TAUGHT HIM)

shinichi kun said to wait till evrything was over, or wait till the black org is down cause he will help explain too cause he hid it too after knowing his undeadness (at least his nephew was helpful, might be yukikos gene)

"you know, ever since i met kaitou kid, i knew that i might need his help to bring this org down, but i never knew that it would be the first kaitou kid that will help me hehe"

his nephew is so cute (yep its yukikos genes, yuusaku could never be like that anymore, still regrets the day where he showed off to his younger brother his magician skills)

the org was brought down but the antidote for shinchis problem still hasnt been made but time is an essence they need to reveal the truth to his family now or it might get worse

family reunion time! :DDDDDDDDD

shinichi went to get his son and wife while he and his younger brother prepares his execution letter

(if u wanna know how shinichi went to get kaito and chikage pls comment! ill write it up on the other post)

"yukiko chan can u-" "nope"

"yuusaku istg id u dont help me we're twins for a reason if i die you die too" "fk u" (helps him)

then it all went to shit (pt 2) (shinichi kun can see it now too, toichi thinks even hakase next door can feel it)

his son did not walk out bc of shinichi kun ("kaito, listen to you father please, you know my situation, its kind of the same but in your fathers case, you are ran" "at least you were close to her!" "does it really matter when all she saw was conan not shinichi?" "but-!" "kaito, the woman i love is slipping before my eyes because i cant go to her like before now! everytime i go back to my body temporarily all i think about is how she will get hurt if the organization realizes i was one of the victims they failed to kill and will go after her and her family and friends! there are numerous people in the org who already knew about my real identity, they mightve been killed or decided to not tell about it but there is no saying they might decide to not do the opposite!"

[mirthfulmoonshine]

💚Legendary

The headshots obviously aren’t done but I gotta get the Broly brainrot out somehow, even if it’s premature in production. So expect finished ones soon.

A side tangent☝🏼🤓

I love DBS Broly. Designs go hard and are sleek, animation is sick, soundtrack leaves no crumbs, fight choreography is fun. But man the original DBZ movie just has a vibe that cannot be achieved again by DBS and while I do think that’s majorly to do with Toriyama not writing the OG movie, I also just think it’s due to the course DB has taken overall.

I’m glad Toriyama got the chance to write Broly more according to his liking in DBS Broly 2018 but man…the vibe of this film is immaculate. It’s surprising grungy and desolate by DB standards.

The usage of color, imagery, dramatically opposed shots (composition, heights, directions, etc.), and music really make for a good (despite its problems) film that feels thematically, tonally, and weightily different. While you know Goku and Gang are going to make it out alive and all the Roshi/Oolong shenanigans are going on, there is still tension and weight. Broly’s “how much do you love your son” line haunts me in my bored-mid-lecture-thoughts.

As much as I do love Broly in DBS being kinda a tortured sweetheart with a sweet tooth for violence, I find DBZ Broly to be much more compelling. The vibe I got was very much “uncontrollable, wrathful god trapped in a sensitive, underdeveloped emotionally body.” And I feel this is conveyed well in the screentime devoted to the disturbing but valuable time spent between Paragus and Broly whilst in exile from a destroyed Vegetasei. Additionally, having a backstory marred by more corruption than just “well King Vegeta said so” and having on screen attempted infanticide is So. Much. More. Vile.

Broly’s characterization as a deity wolf in Saiyan sheep’s clothing (a fault that is not his) is dangerously appealing. I hate that TFS won out and dominates fandom perception of Broly’s trigger regarding Goku— it makes the whole point of crying being the backdrop to Broly’s early suffering moot for humors sake. 0/10. But if you push past that bs, Broly is SO FASCINATING.

I think another fascinating element of the Legendary Super Saiyan that got lost a little in DBS is Broly’s consciousness. While him going basically non verbal Oozaru mode is still captivating, I think a Broly that jeers, snaps, comments, and berates his opponents creates a more interesting fighting dichotomy. Screaming gets boring after a lil while.

Anyways I just wanted to praise DBZ Broly and gush about some of its facets on a surface level. Maybe I’ll go deeper one day. Oh well. Enjoy the art. Another opinion in the tags below💚🫡

[kibblbread]

TRANSFORMERS ONE BLURB — OPTIMUS PRIME X MEGATRON

Based off my tf one alt clock fic! You don’t have to go back and read the other post but it will give some insight to how I envision how they got to this point.

This is a decent time jump btw from current events and closer to the time of where my fanfic takes place tho. Also excuse the writing, the last fic i wrote for the transformers fandom was when i was 14… im in my early twenties 😭

ty for reading and support the official release, i want a sequel pls

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Optimus looked up at Megatron with half lidded eyes. He was deciding whether or not to wake the sleeping titan of a bot. It’s been awhile since they’d gotten any alone time since the recent quintesson strike.

The dust was finally beginning to settle though.

High-Guard has always been more than effective with ridding Cybertron of hostile forces since Sentinels fall. With Megatron earning back the trust of not only the citizens, but Optimus’ as well, he was able to easily climb rank to first lieutenant of the Cybertronian Defense Corps and become official commanding officer of High-Guard. Megatron is a protector, and has been actively putting the safety of homeworld before his needs.. even if it means grinding his gears down to scrap.

Optimus was tired, yes. He fights against quintessons and isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty just like his friends and colleagues, but, there’s no doubt that most of a Primes work is done in accordance to his people’s needs. And right now that need is diplomacy, organizing society, & supervising the rebirth of a nation. Ultimately, Prime’s job is mostly relegated to delegation as of now.

Megatron however, doesn’t have the luxury of talking things out. He’s not just tired, he’s completely exhausted. Constantly having to fight on the frontline and keep the enemy at bay was wearing on him in a way that was downright worrisome. The guy has never been good at hiding his feelings either, sincerity is just his nature. Don’t get it twisted though, Megatron’s essence is that of a warrior, a gladiator. It’s what’s kept him alive to outmatch all his opponents again and again, but also what makes his lover so anxious.

Optimus pressed his palm to the center of Megatron’s chassis.

The young Prime took a moment to think a second longer, ‘I shouldn’t be selfish.’ He let his hand fall gently from Megatron’s chest.

“You don’t wanna tell me about your day?”

Optimus snapped his head up to met Megatron’s heavily lidded bright red eyes. “You- …Did I wake you? I didn’t mean to-“

“No, I was-” Megatron yawned between words “I was waiting for you.” A tired smile appeared on his face, it was playful looking as his eyes were still squinted into happy beams of red.

Optimus gave a subtle breathy chuckle “In your stasis chamber?” His arms crossed over his chest.

“Uhhhm, well clearly- I uh..”

Optimus raised a brow knowingly.

“Yeah I fell asleep. You caught me, Prime.” Megatron stepped out of his pod and Optimus naturally backed away just enough to make room for his larger frame.

Ever since taking on an aircraft transformation, Megatron looks down at him. It was initially a weird adjustment, but a welcomed one all the same. Optimus allowed himself to be enveloped by large limbs, and embraced gently.

“I missed you.” Megatron kissed the top of his lovers helm “Like, a lot actually, I feel like we never see each other anymore… It’s not fair.”

Optimus stayed quiet. Keeping his head tucked under Megatron’s chin, he loved listening to him. From complaining, to nonsensical ramblings, nearly any and everything over time became more and more melodic. Shifting the weight of them both, Megatron leaned against the doors of his stasis chamber while continuing to hold Optimus.

“I wish we could just have a day, just one day alone together.” This time Optimus yawned, “Oh sorry, is my yearning for your undivided attention boring you?” Megatron asked sarcastically.

Optimus half chuckled and half hummed to himself as he rubbed an eye. “Don’t be such a glitch, Mega, besides you fell asleep first.” The bot negged playfully.

“Tch, you’re the glitch.” Megatron subtly opened his stasis pod again and pulled Optimus in alongside himself. “And now you’re trapped.” The silver bot smirked to himself.

“Trapped definitely insinuates this isn’t something I enjoy… I’m immensely enjoying this by the way.”

“Uh huh.” Megatron rolled his red optics. They were dimmed as he began feeling the effects of the pod working.

They both started to doze off.

Optimus however, after a couple of moments opened his eyes just enough to gauge where Megaton’s hand was. He grabbed it without second thought right as he felt his free hand being caressed.

Optimus smiled to himself and rested his against the top of Megaton’s chest as they intertwined their fingers.

“Yeah, I missed you too.”

[midnight--sadness]

you right by doja cat ft the weeknd is loosely sangihun/ginho to me i think esp in no game aus where sangwoo and inho are both a little obsessed and competitive over gihun (and hes so happy to match their energies too that man has a bite to him)

cuz its all about that push and pull when it comes to love and gihun’s attention feels good and warm and kind to have on you and vile when its on someone else.

but! i think it’d work following canon too cuz i love the idea of an unrequited/unfulfilled love between sangihun (some sort of confession happening during their games, years of open adoration and underlying tension bubbling up in this very high intensity situation, its very romantic idk) and gihun’s following unraveling in the afterwards, gihun carrying the weight of the relationship as if sangwoo was still alive, (cuz in a way he is, cuz gihuns alive and he’s quoting him and mourning him and thinking of him all throughout the years leading up to season 2…) feeling like he’s cheating, feeling guilty (survivors guilt AND infidelity guilt is crazy)

inho swooping down to play and he’s ALSO thinking of sangwoo cuz of sangihun’s moral tit for tat in season 1 sparking something in him… and since sangwoo’s not around hes up to bat, he’ll be gihun’s new side to the same coin. gihun comparing the two is understandable and normal, inho’s comparing them cuz hes batshit and jealous of a dead man maybe idk! theyre two halves missing halves and hes decided to stitch them together even if they fit awkward in some places

something about how sangihun’s song (fly me to the moon) plays while they look at each other (all i long for and adore) endure a death game, and how even this moment between them is framed by inho being the one playing it for us… like their respective relationships are tainting each other. the games brought them (all) together, and gihun (the cheapskate ssangmun-dong) cannot exist the way he is (456) without sangwoo’s influence on him, gihun cannot attempt to rise and meet inho in power does not happen if sangwoo doesnt die, gihun doesnt get the prize money that allows him to train for and find the games again etc

something about two winners, two survivors and the way the dead shape them (dead moms dead kids dead friends dead lovers, the list wraps around them like the threads of fate at this point) (two people who return to the worst moments of their life, because they can’t move on they cant get on the plane)

something about two kids playing and then growing up with the waves of life separating them, something about the tragedy of the inevitability of growing up and how blessed and brutal and tragic it is to leave childhood behind (to leave sangwoo behind)

pivot; also cheatings kinda hot ?

idk i think if gihun knew how how riled up inho was about sangwoo (and others in general, poor jung bae) he’d be weirded tf out BUT, maybe a little part of him wants to moan sangwoo’s name once during bed JUST to torture inho (who he hates and loves equally) cuz its all mental games between these two, they’d prob escalate it and have weird widow proxy sex and end up getting possessive and strange about it in ways i couldnt even imagine lol i think it’d end in tears genuinely inhos crashing out 100%

(i forgot sangwoos (ghost?) is supposed to be the one crashing out and inhos supposed to be the calm cool sexy homewrecker seducing gihun away i think this is more accurate tho)

whats stronger inho’s desire to carve out all marks left by others in gihun until its only him and gihun against the world or gihun’s tendency to carry the weight of the world on his back, that hero…

(a healthy version of this would be cute too, two widowers who help each other with their grief and keep each others old partners memories alive too idk theres something for everyone w these two)

anyway thanks for letting me dump this on u, i dont interact with fandom much beyond reading and appreciating fics, but i admire your enjoyment of the show and encouraging answers to asks a lot so this was a fun little change of pace for me! id love to hear about songs that make u think of ginho/gihun in general or your thoughts on anything above^^ i hope you’re having a nice day :)

this ask is amazing anon, from the first word to the last!

the way you expressed inho's possessive over gihun, of wanting to be the only man in his life, maybe wanting to be the only one who can hurt gihun, is fantastic.

sangwoo remaining at gihun's side like a ghost and gihun making decisions based on how he believes sangwoo would behave, even when he thought he had lost sangwoo at the end, after the cruelty of the games had gotten to him.

inho seeing his wife in gihun and gihun seeing sangwoo in youngil/inho. "they're two halves missing halves" as you so brilliantly said!

gihun saying sangwoo's name and calling inho youngil on purpose because he knows it'll draw out a reaction out of inho.... i always think about how gihun spent the entire season blowing up at everyone. he has always worn his emotions on his sleeve, he is reactive, he can't hide an emotion to save his life, but in that confrontation with sangwoo, after the glass bridge game - sangwoo is the one who blows up. sangwoo is the one who yells and gihun is quiet. when he throws sangwoo's words back at his face, gihun does so calmly, almost coldly.

and now, with inho, he wants the same. he wants inho to blow up and himself to watch him. inho has taken so much from him, i think the only way gihun can feel like they are in equal standing is if he ever lets inho forget that he was never the first man (sangwoo) in gihun's life. hell, he's not even the secong (jungbae) or the third (youngil). he has had to kill every single one of those men in order to get to gihun, because he's that desperate to get gihun to become like him. but gihun, our hero, will never become like inho. if inho is icy cool detachment, then gihun is fierce fiery passion.

also, i totally agree with you, cheating in fiction is so hot, idc what people say.

please dump asks like this on me all the time 🥰🥰 i totally get not usually sending asks, i'm painfully shy just sending an ask even on anon stresses me out, so i want everyone to always be comfortable sharing anything with me! 💖

now, inhun songs:

"no time to die" by billie eilish - classic betrayal song

"wildflower" by billie eilish - that part where it says "and i wonder, do you see her in the back of your mind, in my eyes" is so gihun to inho abt his wife

"hardest of hearts" by florence and the machine

"diet mountain dew" by lana del rey

"washing machine heart" by mitski

"vampire" by olivia rodrigo

"the grudge" by olivia rodrigo

"lilith" by saint avangeline

"haunted" by beyoncé

[rei-ismyname]

Magneto and Polaris talk shop

Honestly, this feels like an odd thing for Lorna to ask - and especially to ask of Magneto. It's always nice to see them together, but it feels like this was a discourse Hickman wanted and chose these two. I think it would have been more interesting to reverse the roles. Then again, these two have definitely suffered a lot from humans as a sociological group. Genosha is a big one, the Holocaust.

Sloppy motherfuckers that gave people R-LDS, apparently.

It's really just a setup for the introduction of the Five anyway. This feels like so long ago for me now, but I can still remember how blown my mind was. 'Goldballs! TF? Proteus lives! Tempus, where have you been, my fellow Australian?'

He's right there man, Goldballs can probably hear you.

Elixir! No longer gold or black. Hope! Back from obscurity! Polaris' next question is a more interesting one - 'aren't they just clones?' For some reason this was a fandom argument for quite a while when it was answered in House of X.

I do wish Mags and Lorna's relationship received more attention during the First Krakoan Age. X-Factor did a little and would have done more but was cancelled for reasons I'll never know. He scolded her for drinking and hanging out with Havok (fair) at the first Gala, but after that we only got her being affected by his death and overjoyed he was alive (and team up to kill Nimrod.) Maybe they just don't have a super close relationship, or don't gel well socially - but it's not hard to put that on the page.

Haha, Havok is jealous of Dog Boy.

Right now Lorna is more extreme politically than Magneto is, being a member of the Mutant Underground and in explicit conflict with the US military. The US military is a global oppressor and predator with a terrible mutant record - you'd think they'd have a lot to say to each other. Not to mention supporting each other during a period of trauma for all, plus apparently one of risk. Lorna died once that we saw - at the hands of The Morrigan - I'd expect Mags to warn her. Mags' mobility is restricted by disability and geographic isolation, but they both have phones, probably.

Part of being a Lorna fan is living with disappointment, but as books start to interact with each other hopefully we'll see them interact.

[bunnyshideawayy]

now that season 2 of HOTD has concluded and we’ve all had time to sit with our thoughts…..i have SEVERAL questions!

starting with: what the fuck?

who is ariana grande targaryen?? why retcon a brand new character into the story that doesn’t even make sense when you could’ve just changed something else that had more logic to it! so much as already been changed might as well!

is laenor dead? seasmoke claiming a new rider while laenor is still assumingely alive changes everything that is believed to be canon about dragon riding / bonds…

how will gwayne hightower end now that they have changed his story from book canon and sent him away from KL with cristian cole?

why tf is otto hightower in a CAGE? is it some freaky shit? did they lock him up in an insane asylum after he lost his mind in that scene with aegon and cole?

rhaena is claiming sheepstealer? where’s nettles? and will we still get morning?

where was the scene with baela screaming on dragon back? could it have been cut from the scene where baela chases cole and gwayne into the woods?

is sunfyre really dead?! its outright mentioned by aegon and larys does not correct him, cole states he’s left “long in the dying”, rhaenyra said he is suspected to be severely wounded after battle with rhaenys (and vahgar)- i know book canon it was thought sunfyre would die until he didn’t and flew back to aegon, and later survives battle with baela but i do not put it past show runners to make big changes such as killing off aegon’s dragon without second thought of how that changes the story. which this would change it- in a huge way!!

why are they waiting so long to bring in daeron? no mention at all in season one, a brief conversation about him twice in season 2….was this always the plan or did show runners retcon him in after outrage from season 1?

where is maelor? b&c was a horrid scene to watch and phia was amazing to see act, her eyes killed me, but i could not get over the fact that they excluded maelor all together which means they will have to exclude a essential scene for daeron (see above questions)!

is rhaenyra pregnant?? apparently there is rumor of a cut sex scene from daemon and rhaenyra’s reunion in harrenhall where daemon tells nyra of his vision, he mistakes seeing dany for a future daughter of theirs, he’s also seen smirking while leaving “the next morning”. it’s now a huge theory.

who are ulf’s and hugh’s real parents? no one believes baelon cheated on alyssa nor would he, known for being emotionally devastated after his wife’s death, would father bastards. now as for sheara, it’s not impossible! it’s been a huge fandom theory that she had a bastard before fleeing to essos, and she did have multiple kids while in essos, it’s just incredibly hard to make fit into her timeline.

what’s up with lady arryn? no seriously why did they change the only other female character with power, known for fully supporting rhaenyra and her cause, into a hardened woman who kicks out children? her queen’s children sent to be under her care???

aemond asking *helaena* of all people to fight on dragon back? really? leave her tf alone.

helaena can speak to others in visions and dreams?????? hello?!?!!! this kinda confirms a huge theory!!

dany is the prince who was promise confirmed!? bloodraven? green men? children of the forest? dying of the dragons? rhaenyra on the throne? dany’s eggs?

daenys the dreamer confirmed baelerion’s first rider???

[survivalove]

Zuko went from self-serving asshole to self-serving asshole with a title.

His final turning point was because he was walking on thinnnnnn ice when he realised his attempt to kill Aang silently (sending an assasin) flopped, and if his father were to find out about the Avatar still being alive his position would immediately sink from honoured prince, to lame scapegoat once again.

Every single time, all this character has to do is complain, kick rocks, lower his head and say 'forgive me now' and everyone wants to call it "growth". He does this continuously and betrays his words, rinse and repeat, throughout the entire show.

I don't know how everything he does is interpreted through rose coloured glasses?!?¿

Spoke up for his men and was punished for it // He demanded himself at his young age to enter a WAR COUNCIL, in order to gain experience in WARFARE against the rest of the world.

And yet, not only does he receive sympathy from this fandom (which, I would've agreed, he's still a child and a product of propaganda and brainwashing), but actually praise... He gets flowers for not being able to wait to access his princely privilege of WIPING OUT BENDERS OF ALL OTHER ELEMENTS and COLONIZING whatever is left of the world... but still drawing the line at risking the lives of fire nation soldiers... nice.

Turned the ship around and missed an opportunity to catch the Avatar when the situation became dangerous for his crewmen // As well as dangerous for himself. As well as dangerous for the one ship he has. Also considering the fact that Zuko has been in far closer proximity to Aang and wasn't able to do shit to hold him down.

I can truly truly keep doing this for the entire series. At no point does Zuko do anything out of complete selflessness, except maybe knock the apple off of Mai's head. If I hear ~hIS rEdEMpTioN Arc~ one more time, I will lose my dangone mind.

Freeing Appa // Realistically, what was the plan here in the first place!?? Tell Appa to 'stand still pls', and then maybe the 30th encounter with Aang when he comes to find Appa (this time LIVID) 30 will be his lucky number maybe??? He wanted to use Appa, he just had no clue how.

Releasing Aang from Zhao's captivity // because that would disrupt his plans to return to princehood and be at the helm of the Fire Nation's continuing reign of terror and receive the ~honoured~ title of Fire Lord.

Zuko is the human embodiment of "empty promises." I don't understand how people are determined to erase his faults completely or only use them to flatter him more like he has done anything to genuinely improve himself in any way.

Give me his best moments, please. All his 'good' moments are dirt cheap. Sparing Zhao, rescuing Zhao, rescuing the little earth village. Please try me. Pathetic character through and through.

lmaoooooooo

whew i didn’t know there was going but the ride was hilarious. lemme add on:

on top of calling his uncle (the only man that’s ever loved him unconditionally) fat and ridiculous every 5 seconds

on top of manipulating sokka’s trauma to come up with a plan that sokka was not only not aware of but also disapproving of

on top of finding the man that killed his and katara’s mother for his own personal gain so that he can “figure out what her problem is” (when she already told him verbatim but he’s just that stupid)

i think his slimiest moment was going on a date with that girl just to steal her family’s llama or whatever tf. her poor sad face

oh wait no. i forgot framing and getting jet killed after fake gaining his trust and bonding with him as a ‘refugee’. definitely the worst

truly a character of all time

[callmearcturus]

oh my gd that would be INCREDIBLE- the character building alone would be Fantastic, but fitting ethan and benji into a world where mutants are a thing??? i want to se how they each navigate that social strata, how ethan might try to use his mutation to disguise himself more, and how benji relates to his mutation (does he know? is it coincidence? is he just the luckiest sombitch alive?). anyway im in neither of these fandoms but i have been adoring your writing and now yearn for this fic.

oh lmao punct gave me the thumbs up to share a bit of what if mission impossible/x-men fusion

we have been watching the good xmen movies and obvsly were like "okay what would the mutations of the IMF team be" if this were an AU where they were, like, International Mutant Force or something less stupid

(well nothing is as stupid as Impossible Mission Force so--)

anyway right away: Ethan is a telepath, but we're kind of obsessed with telepathy as a power but also a disability that has to be constantly managed and accounted for. so:

Ethan is not an omega-level mutant like Charles Xavier or Jean Grey, but he's pretty powerful. His telepathy is tangled up in the way he falls a little in love with everyone he meets and is categorically unwilling to accept collateral damage on a mission. He finds it astonishingly easy to let his mind drape gossamer connections to everyone in his vicinity and is buoyed by the feelings he picks up on.

On the flipside: he is absolute dogshit at untangling himself, and it takes much longer for him, like fighting against some innate nature of his mutation. One way this manifests is sleeping; if Ethan is alone and sleeps, his unconscious mind will just drape over everyone in the vicinity and he has to untangle that for a while when he wakes. One way of dealing with this: early on, he asks Luther if he can hitch a ride in Luther's mind as he sleeps, so his telepathy will octopus around Luther while he sleeps, and it's much easier to untangle that in the morning.

On the scale of What Is He Capable Of: Covertly skim through minds for specific information: max one or two people at a time if he wants to keep hidden. any more and he can't be sneaky about it. Converse with people telepathically: 4 to 8, any more and his coherence frays badly Broadcast to people around him (maybe to alert to danger): CANNOT do so subtly, has been pushing this over the years from 20ish to double that to even more, but as he pushes himself more and more, he's more likely to just pass tf out or get a nosebleed Range?: The longer he's connected to someone's mind, the further away they can be and still be in Ethan's reach. Luther could be on the other side of the world and if Ethan really focuses, he can transmit an image or emotion or 'hey i'm alive.' Nothing beyond that but still.

Speaking of Luther, his mutation is extremely high perception of electricity and sonic fields. This manifests in several ways:

Luther can tell when something is powering on, can feel devices and machines around him and has an affinity for them, able to read them via touch or from hearing them when power is moving.

As he gets older and more honed in his work, he can grip a cable and get a sense of where the data is going/coming from, tracing things. The data moving through the air is tangible to him. He's a beast against any and all security systems, able to just feel where motion sensors and cameras are.

I think maybe he can learn to hold and redirect energy over time. He's never going to have lightning powers, but I can imagine him placing a hand on a wall outlet and pushing and shorting out a specific device in the room with an overcharge. But primarily, his power is observational.

BOY it has downsides. Luther is constantly struggling with overstimulation, and because it's not exactly sound or light, it's energy he can ambiently detect, he struggles a lot with controlling it and avoiding getting overwhelmed. Once he and Ethan are buddies, Ethan tends to just hitchhike in Luther's mind. When they're off the clock, he'll filter out all the extra stimulus. When they're on a mission, Ethan helps Luther cut out the superfluous information and humming energy so he can narrow in on what he's working on.

Those people who have Smart Houses where every device is somehow connected to wifi, Luther hates them so much. Just SO much. The proliferation of Google Homes and Connect With Alexa shit is going to turn him into a terrorist someday.

okay so Benji. lmao. here's where shit gets wild.

the thing about Benji is he doesn't know he has a mutation until he's an adult and working in the IMF as support analyst and tech. sure there's been some odd moments in his life. when he was a kid, he was in a car crash and somehow wound up outside the car and fine. and once he was riding a bike through his village and accidentally went down a hill, but managed to land the bike instead of winding up in a crumpled pile of limbs at the bottom. but maybe he was got lucky!

then an actual threat happens at the IMF and a gun goes off at Benji, and the world slows to a crawl. he can just... step out of the way, and the bullet eases by him. turns out, Benji sets off-- okay. it's either a time dilation effect or its superspeed. both are functionally the same, and i think the effect is undetectable to other people so no one knows for sure. but it only happens when Benji perceives himself to be in a life-or-death instance.

he also can give it to people by touch. if Benji's panic switch goes off, he can grab another person and move them and they'll perceive the same dilation he does. the IMF is overjoyed because this is extremely exploitable, and Benji gets rushed into the field because if a mission goes tits up, just shoot at Agent Dunn and he can cheat time.

Eventually, Benji gets assigned to work with Ethan bc the handlers figure Ethan is a telepath, he can just reach into Benji's mind and give him a shock and make him think he's about to die. Isn't that so much nicer than just shooting at him? But Ethan is a fucking telepath and clearly sees the extreme stress all of this has put Benji through. He never sets off the panic switch and more often uses his telepathy to soothe Benji's nerves than anything. Like with Luther, Ethan rides-along in Benji's head a lot.

This throws a wrench into Rogue Nation obvsly because Ethan hears "the IMF has been absorbed by the CIA" and he does not wait 6 months to reach out to the guy who can fuck with time if you threaten his life. because of course the fucking CIA starts experimenting, seeing how they can reliably set the panic switch off. they come up with a device like an epi-pen that can be used to basically give Benji an almost-heart attack but then Ethan breaks Benji tf out of Langley's grasp and tows him across the globe bc no one else can be trusted not to traumatize the shit out of Benji.

As Benji gets older and more adept at his power, he discovers a side-effect of Ethan being tied to his mind more often than not; Benji starts 'going off' when Ethan is in peril. ETHAN IS NOT AMUSED BY THIS because he risks his life all the time and now Benji's going off because of that where it gets tres interesting is that Benji has spent so long talking telepathically, he knows how to direct a thought at Ethan to get his attention (as does everyone who works with Ethan more than a few times). and if he telepathically taps on Ethan, he can pull Ethan into the dilation, even if they aren't touching. it's kind of all Ethan's fault; he's the clingiest telepath ever, and having accumulated years of connection to Benji has just urged Benji's mutation to expand in that direction.

anyway that's that

WE ALSO HAVE BEEN DELIBERATING ILSA POWERS, mostly along the lines of mimicry

one of the ideas I super liked was Ilsa being a power-mimic but she doesn't luck into innate understanding of how a power works, so it's very dangerous for her to borrow someone's power. like, an example we were kicking around was Ilsa accidentally picking up on Ethan's power and, not understanding how his telepathy grabs ahold of people, she accidentally ties her mind and Ethan's together the moment she gets his power, and they're Stuck for a while because Ethan can't untangle her knot and she is figuring out how tf it even works. it's a nightmare.

another idea was the Rogue Powerset, touch-based connection with its own pitfalls. Ilsa able to subtly touch a human and glean some information from them, but she has very little control over what info she gets. and once she touches them, they black out a bit, losing about a minute of time, which is just long enough for her to get out of there. but if she bumps into a mutant, she gets their power for a while instead, and it's messy and awkward and well, she wears long sleeves and gloves a lot is what I'm saying.

and Punct liked how Ilsa might self-select into spycraft because she needs to learn all these skills to protect herself, so she follows the career path and just keeps her power very very quiet, only using it when it's too useful to avoid. or on accident. for instance: when she meets Ethan and Ethan hurls himself into the fight and she touches his skin, Ilsa gets the telepathy juice. while Ethan is dazed from the contact, Ilsa uses the telepathy to sneak him out the back tunnel, then makes the other Syndicate members trust her so her cover isn't blown.

we also came up with a VERY FUN ONE for Grace, which is matter teleportation. Grace cannot teleport herself, but she can move things around when she focuses on them. There's huge limits on this:

smaller items are easier than larger, lighter is easier than heavier.

she doesn't have to see the object to move it but she does need to know about it pretty thoroughly and have a strong idea of its shape and the space its taking up.

example: if you set a closed, empty box in front of grace and told her there's a snowglobe inside, she could try to retrieve it, but it won't work (obvsly, it's empty) and she won't know why and might keep trying to 'grab' the object.

this would make her and Ethan extremely potent, as he can get eyes on something and transmit the information Grace needs to her, and she can grab the object.

because of how her power works, Grace has fun skills about guessing the weight of things. toss her an object and she can probably tell you pretty accurately how heavy it is. this isn't a mutation; she is just hyperfocused on that sort of info because it assists her power.

ANYWAY I THINK THAT'S ALL

[lets-try-some-writing]

I like writing little stories and snippets of things I like and alot of your TFP work I really like, but this AU was what finally got me to send in an ask, so how about this for a prompt? (I'm new to the TF Fandom so please excuse my excited rambling)

In your Innocent Abominations AU, what if - in a bout of strength and clarity - Orion/Optimus fights back against the Matrix and gets through to Megatron, Bumblebee, and whoever else might be there? (Like Elita One, Ratchet and Drift (if they came to visit), Grimlock, the Humans, etc.) He begs them - mainly Megatron - to remove the Matrix, this accursed power that's willing to kill sparklings that have no clue about their origin, that haven't done anything wrong. He even reasons that since the Emberstone, Quintus Prime's artifact and thus a creation of Primus, had created them. Despite their Earthly origins, they were still Cybertronian. But the Matrix is having none of it, actively trying to suppress Orion/Optimus again so it can fulfill its duty. 

Megatron asks who's who, if he's Orion Pax or Optimus Prime. To which Orion/Optimus says they are one in the same, just that the Matrix would offer wisdom and influence his decisions. And now the Matrix was in fill control, or trying to have full control.  A puppeteer forcing Orion/Optimus to watch as his frame attempts to slaughter innocent sparklings. 

As his strength is weakening, he bears his spark chamber and begs for the Matrix to be removed. To free him. To silence these overwhelming voices in his head once and for all. And just as the Matrix is about to smother Orion/Optimus for good (what good is "the perfect host" if it doesn't listen?), Megatron rips out the Matrix, shoves it into a container that silences its commanding whispers, and the Prime collapses from exhaustion. Optimus retains his Primely frame - the reformatting he went through when he accepted the Matrix was permanent - and his spark chamber is damaged, but his spark itself remains intact, having physically rejected the Matrix from his frame. 

But the Matrix was successful in one thing, it sowed a seed of doubt in Optimus' mind. He just hopes that despite the Terrans being of Unicron, he made the right choice in sparing their lives. Seeing the sweet Innocent Abominations sparklings happy and alive - not scrapmetal beneath his axe - was all the more relieving and could put his warring mind to rest.

It was finished. He was free. But at what cost?

I love this prompt thank you.

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The voices grew louder with every passing cycle. Optimus knew deep in his spark that he was hunting sparklings, but he found he simply didn't care. For weeks he stalked, his remaining inhibitions stopping him from progressing further than a few feet out from the tree line once a few warning shots were fired. Megatron and Bumblebee always stood in his way, and while the Matrix wanted the Terrans dead, it did not demand the loss of life of his own kind. There were so few of them. He could not risk killing those that remained.

The parts of him that were untouched by the Matrix grew quieter, and soon enough, he found himself no longer fighting back against the Matrix's demands. Beings not born of the Well were not Cybertronian. How could they be? They were not touched by Primus, they knew not the trial of emerging from the Well and the struggles of living on Cybertron. So many long nights he fought with himself, until at last, something in him was silenced and it did not cause him any distress to imagine killing the Terrans. The pain hung in every cable still, but it was no longer the unbearable agony that caused him to try and tear his plating off.

The itch, the urge, was impossible to ignore. But now that he had his mind? He could handle things more... delicately. The Matrix hummed in affirmation as he stepped out of the tree line one dark night, for once completely composed. Megatron and Bumblebee raised their blasters and the Terrans emerged from their resting place in horror. They did not know the details, but they knew enough to be fully aware that Optimus was no friend. Not while his optics shone a pure white.

Optimus: Megatron, Bumblebee.

Megatron: Stay back Prime!

Twitch: What's going on? Optimus, are you alright?

Bumblebee: Don't go near him! That's not Optimus, not anymore.

Optimus: That is where you are mistaken. I was foolish for failing to listen to the Matrix. It only caused me pain because I refused to adhere to it. But now-

Megatron: Save it! My old foe would never sink so low as to slaughter sparklings!

Nightshade: Slaughter...

Bumblebee: All of you, back inside.

Hashtag: No, we are staying here. We are family. And if Optimus isn't right in the head, we are going to deal with this together.

Optimus: How very noble of you abominations. If there is truly any touch of Primus in you, come to us willingly. Your deaths shall be swift.

Twitch: Why do you want us dead? I thought we were all Cybertronian!

Optimus: You wear our faces, you act like us, but you are not of us. The Matrix says this. Parasites, all of you. It is for the benefit of all that you perish by our blade.

Megatron: Stop this Optimus!

Optimus: There is no halting the inevitable. This is our only attempt at diplomacy. Give us the Terrans now and they shall die without pain. Deny us and we shall inflict as much damage to the surrounding life forms as necessary to accomplish our goals.

Megatron: This isn't you! Fight back against that Primus forsaken relic! It does not control you!

Optimus: You will not give us the Terrans... how very disappointing.

Optimus glared, but he did not fight. His voice rang cold, his expression so frigid that there was no room to even imagine what he was thinking. As he turned to walk away, his frame did not sway with any sort of life. He moved with calculation, like a true machine. Megatron almost fired on him, but he could not bring himself to for both the political havoc it would bring and due to the simple fact that he had no desire to see his old foe slaughtered. Bumblebee hurried the Terrans back inside and quickly called in all Autobots who were aware of him being on Earth and fully functional.

Arcee and Elita-1 were informed with haste. Starscream was called in, and he came without complaint the moment the situation was explained. Grimlock arrived without question as soon as Bumblebee notified him of the potential danger to the Terrans. Soundwave was kept in containment but on standby. An agreement was made that he would defend the Terrans if it was required, and in turn, he would be allowed to walk free afterwards. Megatron was willing to take no risks when it came to the Terrans and the unstable Prime. Bumblebee could only do his best to keep everyone calm as the children were forbidden from leaving and the Maltos carefully extracted. It was too dangerous to move them, not when Optimus could be lurking. And so instead they remained at home and the available Cybertronians constantly stood watch. There was always someone on guard, regardless of the situation. G.H.O.S.T were kept out of the loop through careful artificial orders and recordings.

As such, they did not react when Optimus Prime failed to return to base. None knew where he was, and for weeks, he remained completely off the map. Their fears grew, until at last, Optimus returned.

It was a sudden affair. The Terrans were milling about the Malto property and the children were sitting with them, watching Thrash play with Jawbreaker. Then there was a distinct sound of pedesteps, and Starscream who had been keeping watch that day, leapt to the air with his blasters ready as the lost Prime came crashing out of the tree line. Optimus was all but feral as he flew forward, his optics blazing white and his axe coming down hard into the ground where Thrash had been mere moments before. Starscream did not hesitate to throw himself into action, rocketing down and grabbing the Prime around the neck to by the Terrans time to flee while the others arrived.

Optimus flung Starscream off his back and slammed the seeker into the ground, causing him to scream in agony as a wing broke under the hit. The Prime did not waste a moment in rushing toward Nightshade who stood their ground, their optics cycling in fear only dulled by conviction. He charged like a rabid animal, his mind long degraded by the Matrix as he threw himself into action. Nightshade dodged the worst of it, only receiving a minor slash to their left arm. Twitch flew in to attack with her blasters, drawing Optimus's attention away while Jawbreaker rammed the Prime, sending him sprawling as he practically frothed at the mouth.

He rationalized his weeks hiding by saying it was for the best. Phycological warfare and all that. But in reality, the small parts of Orion that remained cried out and did their best to push forward morality to subvert the logic. He wandered for so long as a desperate attempt to prolong the Terrans lives. Now all that remained was wild wrath that did not even belong to him.

Elita arrived with Arcee and they wasted no time beating the Prime into the ground, tying him down like a wild boar. Starscream was tended to and the Terrans stood around in fear as Optimus snarled, screaming obscenities' and strange prophecies to the stars. Too weakened by weeks of wandering without reasonable energon rations left the Prime unable to do much when Grimlock arrived and kept a pede on his back to ensure he couldn't escape. He snarled, he bit his own derma, and by the time Megatron arrived, he'd damaged himself enough on the ground that his face bled from a thousand small cuts.

Something changed in that moment though. As Megatron drew near and Optimus was heaved to his pedes and held in place by Grimlock, Optimus stilled. He fell eerily quiet for the first time since he came bursting free from the forest. Those who were gathered feared he would attack, but instead his voice came out so softly as to be a whisper.

Optimus: Take it away. Make it be silent.

Megatron: Who am I speaking to? I refuse to be manipulated by that Primus forsaken relic.

Optimus: You speak to Orion Pax, I who then became Optimus Prime.

Megatron: How-

Optimus: We are one and the same. The relic merely awakens the Prime, it does not make us.

Megatron: Then we can remove it.

Optimus: Yes. Take it away. Make it be silent. Remove it before it silences me. I don't want to kill them. Please don't make me kill them...

Optimus spasmed in Grimlock's grip, his optics flaring as his voice turned to static. His plating folded away and revealed his spark quickly being smothered by the relic within him. Megatron did not waste a moment in dragging the Prime to the ground and reaching in to rip the relic out. It burned him, sending power flooding up his arm and into his frame. He screamed as his servos wrapped around the relic that was clasped around Optimus's fluttering spark. But with a burst of strength, he tore it free with an agonized scream from the Prime on the ground.

Before anyone could stop them, the Terrans hurried forward and checked on both downed mecha. Megatron got up with a few new electricity scars, but he was fine. Optimus for his part remained prone, his frame falling still. His spark still blazed, but it was weak. He was taken away and held in restraints, the Matrix boxed away and hidden until Optimus woke and they could decide what to do next.

But when he woke, Optimus was... different. He was still very much a Prime in frame and mind. He had the programming and he still remained the same in personality. However, as he recovered and revealed himself to be ordinary, no longer plagued by madness... he looked upon the Terrans differently. At first the gathered Cybertronians worried he was still maddened, but when questioned, he only had one thing to say.

"They are young, they are no threat to us. However... despite the lack of the Matrix poisoning my mind, I fear that they may not be pure. I could never harm them, not now. So if they really do become the threat the Matrix warned me of... I do not think I would have the strength to fight back."

With time, he returned to his normal activities, and the fear abated. He spoke with the Terrans normally, teaching them under supervision. He continued acting as Prime. But deep beneath the surface, he questioned.

And unbeknownst to anyone, when the Emberstone was used to restore the fallen, Optimus felt the all familiar call once more. The call that summoned him to receive the mighty relic of old. It was back, and this time, it was not loving.

He could ignore it. The call never grew stronger. But whenever he passed by the container the Matrix was held in, his spark flared in pain and fear.

It wanted him back. It still wanted the Terrans dead.

[henrysglock]

I actually love how well the writers/directors illustrate El struggling in her ‘family’, and also why the Byers suddenly suck so bad at being family. Joyce is peak mentally ill from constantly dealing with grief, raising kids in poverty, and finding dead people alive. Jonathan’s finally burnt out after years of being parentified. Will is…gay and fifteen. Like, yep, El deserves better, but I didn’t even have a reason to resent my sister like I did at fifteen. Dysfunctional hot mess of all time!

Oh yeah, we're on the same page about why the Byers family is dysfunctional (though I'd add that Will's stuff stems less from him being a gay teenager than it does from him resenting El's presence as someone who's "taking" things away from him/as an relatively unwanted intruder in his life).

The issue is more getting people to be critical of all that, because while those are all explanations...they are not excuses. El was still treated poorly! She was still left to flounder in a society that has no place for her—by the people who were meant to provide a place for her, no less. The issue is more a critique of how the fandom handles the Byers family in terms of El's experience living with them.

There have been many good critiques of Joyce in terms of parentifying Jon, in terms of her smothering Will, and in terms of her being irresponsible by running off to Russia. The show itself gives us Jon critiquing himself for not being emotionally present to support Will.

What none of that critiques is how El was treated. Jon never talks to El like she's on par with Will. He calls her his step-sister, but there's no heart-to-heart apologizing for hanging her out to dry in the exact same way Will was. No one critiques the way Joyce's absence allows El to slip through the cracks. There's no critiques, as far as I've seen, of how that experience pushes El closer and closer to being in a position like Henry was, where no one was stepping up to support him when he needed help.

Hell, even just to give that ^^ a surface run, TFS gives us a version of Virginia and Brenner who expected Henry to stay in the lab willingly as a part of Project Rainbow, much like Brenner and Owens expected El to stay willingly during The NINA Project! And how did that come to be for El? By the Byers family letting her slip through the cracks and get in trouble with the law via violence—similarly to Henry being scooped up by Brenner after the incident where the Mindflayer made him attack Patty's father! And for the exact same reasons, too: everyone in the family unit trying to pretend things are normal instead of stepping up to support each other. The two families might be starkly different in terms of Will's childhood vs Henry's, especially re: support and love. In terms of El's experience, though, there are an unfortunate number of instances where the Creel family and Byers family are quite alike.

But people don't wanna hear me, they just wanna dance (read: act like the explanations for the behavior excuse it, though for some reason those same explanations are given far more gravity/aren't treated like excuses in discussions centering Jon and Will.)

(Also I'm not sure if it was your intent, but "Like, yep, El deserved better, but..." comes off a little dismissive. Like...I'm talking about the gravity and unfairness of what El's been put through and how it's explicitly shown to us in multiple aspects of the show. There's no "but" here. She just deserved better. End of sentence. The reasons are explanations, not excuses.)

[callsign-relic]

It’s kinda crazy how like… even though a large majority of tf content is old and “finished” and hasn’t received any updates, the fandom is still so alive and kicking. Constantly making art, writing, aus, ocs. I know it’s kind of obvious to say but, I think it’s admirable :)