#i am also introducing my two new characters soon who are very much linked to jac who is the literal love of my life now.
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riddle era | jacqueline blake shelby
note to self: don't be obsessed with your mutuals characters. cause you will not think about anything else. and you will die.
i'm planning on drawing this whole new gang, starting with this wonderful character of @kathrynalicemc âĽď¸
i hope i did her justice!
#jacqueline blake shelby#jacqueline shelby#hp riddle era#my art#i am also introducing my two new characters soon who are very much linked to jac who is the literal love of my life now.#might take a while with the other character drawings but we shall see#annie draws
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Hello! I am Sandy and welcome to the hecksite known as Tumblr.
ART REQUESTS ARE ON
!Long post incoming - fanfic links below the cut!
Name: Sandy (not real name but similar)
Age: still a minor but not for much longer :D
Occupation: roleplayer, artist - both traditional and digital, cosplayer - but haven't posted them yet, writer - both fanfiction and original works, official disturber of the peace :3
Single? Lol yes đ
She\Her, straight
Marvel loverSo I am here mainly for rp, my main is @iwasmadetobeasoldier. I run a Bucky Barnes\The Winter Soldier blog additionally with two more OC accounts, @living-only-for-love and @project-watchdog. This blog is for out of character interactions, art posts, and fanfiction chapters.
Moon enthusiast, cat person, NOT a morning person, major crush on fictional men, straight as a glass ruler, the baby of the family
Art request form and rules:
RULES AND INFO:1. NO same sex\gay\lesbian ship art. Why? For one, I'm uncomfortable with drawing that, two, I simply do not and will not offer that service.
2. You must provide all information requested in the form below in order for me to efficiently create the artwork.
3. Art takes time! If I do not have your request ready by at least a month, give me some time, please. I am currently in a phase of life where things are unpredictable and I have to prioritize much. But throughout the process, I will be sending DM's to you to MAKE SURE I am providing what you wanted or if there is a change you would prefer before I finish it. This is especially important with traditional art.
4. Do not send anonymous requests. These will be seen as spam and deleted!
5. I mostly offer fan art, but I am more than willing to take on a larger project such as a comic strip or such. Or if there is a concept you've had and you want to see it visually.
6. My services are FREE, meaning I may turn you down on ANY request.
7. If you can provide as much details as possible about your request as mentioned in form below, details make the art better. I will most likely contact you through DM's or asks to ask for more details separate from this post.
FORM:
1. What you would like?
:2. What style - freestyle, fan art, concept, comic, other (plz specify):
3. Is there a specific reference or face claim you want? If so, please attach
You will be contacted within a day for your request by myself with further details.
I also write fanfictions and original stories!
The year is 1956, and the newly formed Avengers have a new set of heroes. A ragtag group that showed rather promising evidence when Captain America and Iron Man found them in the lower levels of New York. Natasha Romanoff, a former Red Room operative, around 23 years old. Clint Barton, an excellent archer from America but a little questionable with his checkered past. Around 28. Sam Wilson, good guy, just distant. Pretty young as well. And lastly, someone who never gave his name, but Natasha introduced him as Winter. Not even Tony Stark could tell his age. His metal arm and familiar stance makes Captain America do some diggingâŚ
detective!au for Marvel, set in the 1950's
Addie Jeannes is an avid Marvel fangirl, not quite stereotypical, but has the average Marvel man crush, patent pending. Her top pick is the famous Steve Rogers, better known as Captain America, practically a perfect gentleman and seriously good looking. But then her first day of college comes along and she takes the bus for the first time to the university. Its when she gets off the bus, she has stepped back in time, all the way back to 1939, a few years before the second world war begins. Sheâs very out of place in her modern clothes and slang, but thanks to a young man named Bucky, she soon learns her way around the large town of Brooklyn. But who would have guessed she would also meet the love of her life in Steve Rogers, Buckyâs best friend. Only during the worst event she has ever experienced does she understand who she was really chasing.
time travel slow burn au, currently being posted on Tumblr as well!
written for @the-superoriginal (hi!)
Absolute best friends:
@interntonoone
@ireallyliketacosokay (In memory)
@oh-to-be-a-murderer
@crazyinlovewithmarvel
@itzzkaylaaa
@fictionalmenjusthitdifferent
#artists on tumblr#art process#i'm an artist#Sandy speaks#traditional art#digital art#Mod acc#Acc still under construction#Intro post#writers on tumblr#marvel fanfic#slow burn fics#alternative universe
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AUGUST - A look ahead + some general updates
Hi, all! Just keeping everyone posted on what I've been up to and what's coming up in the future. Here are some things you can expect to see in the month of August, both publicly and exclusive to the Patreon...
Public posts:
New Werewolf Fact - That's right; it'll be a werewolf fact again this month! What will it be about? Well, that's up to my patrons. They have several choices this time. Whatever they pick, I'm going to refocus on werewolf facts again for a little while, especially to prepare for the promotion of my upcoming book Knightfall - and possibly even for the announcement of another nonfiction werewolf folklore book from me.
Preview for an upcoming short story - Depending on how efficiently I get these two new short stories written, I would love to post a public preview for one this month!
Website updates - I'm going to be doing some website updates this August, including some updates to the character pages on my website and possibly more (I would love to improve the look/feel of several pages, but I'm not sure I have time to get to that this month). If you haven't seen my website redesign, by the way, don't forget to check that out! It has lots of useful pages now, including character pages and reading order guides to my fiction, as well as previews of all my books and links to purchase them online from Amazon (they are also available online at most book retailers). I am especially fond of the Characters section, myself.
Patron-only posts:
Poll on next Werewolf Fact - Patrons will get to decide what August's werewolf fact will be! The poll will go up around the start of the month, and it'll run for a while before I take in the final results and start working on the fact itself.
Monthly Preview, Chapter 8 of Knightfall revision (near-final draft) - Already loaded up and ready to be posted soon, the monthly preview for August will be chapter 8 of my Knightfall revision in its near-final form (not final yet, though)! This chapter introduces a brand new plot twist, and we're fast approaching the point where I will no longer post chapter previews of this revision, as things are really heating up. I'm very excited to hear what readers think of this preview!
Previews for 1 or 2 new short stories - I'm not sure how much writing I'll get around to in terms of these short stories, but I know what I want to do with both now, so I'm really hoping to post a preview at least for patrons this month of one, if not both, upcoming short stories! If you missed the writing journal on those, check that out here.
Writing Journal on short stories - You can expect new writing journal(s) about one or both upcoming newsletter short stories.
Writing Journal on newsletter - You can also expect a writing journal about my newsletter itself, what I hope to achieve with it, what to expect from it, and more.
Possibly other journal(s) - Who knows what I might write a journal about? I like to do journals at random sometimes. I actually have had something in the works for a while that's totally unexpected... we'll see if I get that posted this month or if it continues to lurk in the drafts for a later date.
Will I finish at least one short story to the point of posting a public preview in August? I can't say yet! We'll see how it goes. I am going to run them by my patrons first; I do know that. So if you're a patron, definitely expect at least a preview of one or both new short stories this month.
Patrons are going to be my test audience for these short stories, so patrons will receive these short stories in their entirety before they are available publicly through my newsletter!
Also, as a more general update, I have removed the Character Questions reward from my Patreon for the time being in order to make space to experiment with other potential rewards in the future.
If there's anything anyone would be excited to see from my Patreon rewards, be it related to my folklore work or my fiction or whatever else, I'd love to hear from you!
There's a lot in store, and I can't wait to share it all. I'm really hoping to make 2024 a big year for me and my work, so I'm doing a lot of preparation in the remainder of this year to work toward that.
Until next time!
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Could I please request poly blackbonnet x fem reader smut?
The Kraken, The Lighthouse, and The Siren (Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet/Female Reader)
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Authorâs Note*: Thank you so much for your request, I hope you enjoy! I traveled and then got COVID throughout the process of writing this so I apologize for the delay. I feel like I'm incapable of writing smut without plot, so hopefully the little backstory and build-up I included is cohesive and adds to the experience. I also see and love all the requests in my inbox (requests are still closed at this time), and I will get to work on them soon. Thanks again!
*I also wanted to say that I received some...interesting comments and messages when I announced this fic. I personally view Ed and Stede as bisexual, as I identify this way, and I find it comforting to believe that two of my favorite characters may identify the same way as I. Yes, this is technically a headcannon, and I acknowledge this, but I believe the way that each character is represented in ofmd is done so in a fluid manner, allowing for open discourse and creation around the topic. I felt the need to say this to respond indirectly to the messages I received, and I wanted to let you all know that I am constantly learning and listening to what each of you have to say. I am grateful to have built my own following in a corner of the internet where we can all be open and supportive of each other. Thank you all for being here, and I look forward to writing for you more!
Link to AO3:Â https://archiveofourown.org/works/40400847
Content Warnings/General Themes: â 18+ content: by reading this you affirm you are over the age of 18 years or over the age of maturity as stated in your regional or local guidelines. AFAB! Female-Identifying Reader (female pronouns/terms of endearment used), Bi! Edward Teach/Blackbeard, Bi! Stede Bonnet, making out, love confessions, mentions of eating/refusing food, oral (male/female receiving), 'Captain' kink, spit kink, dom/sub undertones, very slight hurt/comfort, threesome, p-in-v smut, lots of swearing, choking
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 9,434 (oh my god)
It had all happened so fast.
You had been taken in as a stowaway aboard the Revenge by none other than the Gentleman Pirate, after he found you stranded at sea. Your previous captain and crew had nearly thrown you overboard after finding out your âsecret identityâ, muttering something about how it was bad luck to even have you on board in the first place. You felt rightfully frustrated at this policyâyou had just as much right to be there as any of them, not to mention the fact that you had saved their asses countless times and sacrificed your own true identity for the sake of simply being on the ship.
Whatever, they were just sexist assholes; at least, thatâs what the so-called âBlackbeardâ had said to you upon your arrival at your new home at sea. Both he and his âco-captainââbecause apparently that was a thingâwere quick to assure you that you were welcome on the Revenge, no matter your background. Stede had been the one to ensure that you were comfortable in your new surroundings, introducing you to the other crew and even setting aside some clothes for you to wear and letting you crash on his couch, as everything you had accumulated over the years was left behind on the other ship.
You were surprised at their kindness, as you had heard mixed rumors about each of them. Blackbeardâor Ed, as you now knew him asâcertainly had a reputation that made you a bit hesitant to get close to him. The same was true for Stede as well, but for all the opposite reasons. While Ed was painted as some sort of relentless killer, Stede had been described as an amateur, who had paid his way to piracy. You now knew those things werenât entirely true, and each of them amounted to much more than their reputations. And to be honest, you couldnât help but feel drawn to the ways in which they prove those generalizations to be inaccurate. Seeing Blackbeard engage in crew bonding exercises, and Captain Bonnet order people around, never fails to make you smile. And turn you on. But that was a whole different story.
Recently, tensions had been high amongst the crew of the Revenge. With your previous crew still holding a grudge, as well as the English Crown constantly on all of your asses for, well, existing; nearly everyone was on edge. Even Stede, who was usually able to be a source of guidance and light during difficult situations, had confined himself to his room, trying to determine the best course of action. Seeing him like that, in such a state of panic and uncertainty, it made you want to do somethingâanythingâto get him out of that headspace.
As Stede continued to isolate himself, you eventually shared your thoughts with Ed, and he agreed that something needed to be done. Over the course of a week or so, the two of you had gathered up supplies at various trading posts, and gained insight about a private island that had apparently been captured by a mutual friend of yours, who gladly allowed you entryâof course, after Ed had threatened the man in order to ensure that he wasnât leading you and the rest of the crew into a trap. The man had insisted he was telling the truth and you had to believe himâespecially after Ed had nearly broken the poor guy's wrist after pinning him against a wall over the course of theâvery heatedâconversation. It was hot as fuck.
Maybe that was why you let him kiss you the night you returned from your little escapade. Actually, it was more like an all-out makeout session, complete with lip-biting and the occasional gasp for air. You had been preparing to cook a feast that was sure to keep everyone well fed for however long you were to stay anchored at the island, and just as you left it to cook you were greeted with a hungry-looking Ed in the doorway of the galley. Of course, in the moment, you didnât realize just what he was actually hungry forâeven offering to cook him something to hold him over until dinner. The smug bastard had actually belly-laughed at that, refusing your offer but asking if he could kiss you instead, making heat flood to your cheeks.
How in the everloving fuck did you not pick up on Blackbeard trying to flirt with you? Regardless, you gave into his request, and thatâs how you found yourself perched atop the counter with Ed between your legs, his hands wandering across the top half of your body as you lost yourself in his lips and soft touches.
You were pretty sure multiple crew members had walked in on the two of you, probably chatting among themselves about the scene they hadâunknowinglyâcommitted themselves to. It was quite a sightâyou, the innocent stowaway, caged in by the big bad Blackbeard, his lips molding to yours while his leather-clad lower half pressed into your core.
Eventually, he was the one who broke the kiss, mumbling something about how he was needed on the upper deck, and with one final peck on the lips, he was off. You checked on the food and covered it, setting it aside for later. You took a portion of it out and tasted it, before placing a serving into a bowl just as you had done for the past couple nights.
During Stedeâs âretreatâ of sorts, he had often neglected to eat, always offering some type of excuse or claiming that he was too busy. You were grateful, however, that Stede did eat when you brought him food. You always stayed with him when he ate, allowing him to share whatever thoughts had crossed his mind as of recently regardless of the fact that you generally saw him three times a day or more. You couldnât help but feel protective of him, constantly checking on him and ensuring he was alright. One day in particular, when he clearly didnât want anything to do with, well, anything, you laid with him and soothed him as best you could, holding his hand when he started overthinking and entering into a state of crisis, as well as sharing some stories from your childhood and listening to his.
Yeah, so basically, you had fallen for Stede. And now Ed, apparently, if your impromptu makeout session meant anything. Besides the reputation-based rumors you had heard upon boarding the ship, you had also heard that the two men may have been more than just friends. You observed firsthand the selfless way in which they seemed to care for each other, not to mention the lingering stares and small moments of intimacy they would share in passing. Cosmically, it all seemed right to youâlike the three of you fit together. The only thing you wished was that you were included in their littleâŚwhatever they had going on. Stede and Ed were like two opposite ends of a spectrum, the Kraken and the Lighthouse, with you, the Siren, balancing them out in the middleâa perfect combination of rigidity and debonair.
It just made sense; which may have been why you shared your thoughts with Stede in the first place. You had shared a few drinks with him one night, trying to make him laugh despite all the things on his mind, and casually let it slip that you could see yourself with him and Ed. Both of you laughed off the idea, but part of you wished that he took your feelings to heart and perhaps even acted on them.
At least you had Edâkind of; if you could count randomly making out in the kitchen as something.
You were drawn out of your thoughts as you approached the door to yours and Stedeâs shared room, knocking in a pattern that Stede knew as yours.
âCome in!â You heard through the door, in Stedeâs distinct inflection. You were glad to hear he still had the chipper, optimistic tone of voice you had come to love even when he was left to his own devices.
âHowâs it going tonight, Captain?â You asked him, and he smiled at the term of authority-turned nickname you often used.
âNot too bad, but I certainly missed my favorite meal-delivery personâwho also happens to be my roommate and personal chef!â He said, eyes warm as you approached him and handed him his dinner.
âNot to burst your bubble or anything, Stede, but today I cooked for everyone. I donât think that makes meââ
âYeah, I heard. Ed told me all about it.â He said, in a relatively serious and knowing tone.
Your eyes widened. Helping out on the upper deck, my ass, you thought, recalling the bullshit excuse Ed had given you earlier.
âListenâŚStedeâŚwhat happened between me and Ed, it was a heat of the moment thing,â you started, carefully gauging his reaction as you went on. âI donât even know if I have fully processed it myself, and I know I love spending time with you as well, and I heard the two of you are also kinda a thing-â
âDarling, Iâm not mad. I was the one who told Ed to make a move in the first place.â He said, nonchalantly taking a bite of his meal.
Your brow furrowed as you took a moment to collect yourself. âWaitâŚseriously?â You cautiously sat down next to Stede as he continued to eat, who paused slightly to nod his head, confirming your suspicions.
He raised the fork he was using to eat and gestured towards you as he spoke once more. ���Poor Ed couldnât get you off his mind and came to me for advice and obviously because I have such a great track-record of relationships under my belt, I told him to do whatever felt right, which was apparently to corner you in the kitchen and make out like teenagers, if I heard him correctly?â
You snorted at the description he gave, realizing how accurate it truly was. You took a moment to lock eyes with Stede, finding comfort in the earnest and sincere look he had on his face. You reached out and placed a hand on his cheek, figuring that you should probably tell him how you felt if you already made it toâat leastâsecond base with his other half.
âStede, IâŚâ You let your hand slide down to his shoulder, offering some pressure to work his tense muscles.
âGo on darling, Iâm listening.â He offered, placing his dish out of the way so you could have his full attention.
âI really like you. Both of you. And, like, I think you know but also I didnât know how this was going to work,â you said, gesturing between you, him, and an imaginary third-party. âEd and I were planning something to cheer you up, and I think he caught on during all that and I honestly should have told youââ
Stede cut you off once again, this time with his lips on yours. Even though you had been affectionate with him before and more physically comfortable with him as you shared a room with him, you found yourself shocked at his sudden advance. You welcomed it, obviously, but you almost couldnât believe that you were really kissing Stede.
As you deepened the kiss, you noticed his style of kissing was far more gentle and rhythmic than Edâs more chaotic and sloppy method. Stede took the time to really feel the curve of your lips on his own, savoring the lingering taste of sugar and dough that had come as a result of you tasting the meal you had just prepared.
You moved to sit on his lap, straddling his thighs while he moved his lips to your neck and jaw. You gasped at the action, not expecting him to kiss you in those sensitive regions. You softly ran your hands along his shoulders and back, massaging and rubbing what you could reach. This was certainly a way to relieve some of his stress, thatâs for sure.
Just as you started to get into a good rhythm, Stede pulled back, looking up at you with one of the most genuine smiles you had seen on him since he entered his funk.
âI would love to sit here and do this with you all night, my love, but we should rest up for tomorrowâweâve got a big day ahead of us.â
You tilted your head to the side and furrowed your brow, curious as to what he was on about.
At your quizzical response, Stede continued. âWeâre dropping anchor at the island tomorrow, remember?â You rolled your eyes at Edâs lack of ability to keep his mouth shut. âYeah, Ed let that slip too,â he continued, â...andâŚhopefully you donât mind, but I took the liberty of suggesting that you, Ed, and I get our own private bungalowâŚif you catch my drift.â He said, waving his eyebrows at the last bit.
Yeah, you totally caught his drift. Now all you had to do was survive through the night and following day without going completely weak at the knees.
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You awoke the next morning feeling literally better than ever. The ship was anchored at a lovely part of the island that allowed you to see white sand and clear water for miles, with a few living spaces and natural flora strewn about. Stede had woken you up with a kiss on the forehead, before letting you know he was going to scope out the island with Ed and a few others. You had taken your time in getting ready, dolling yourself up a bit to embrace the relaxing vibes.
As you made your way onto solid landâafter greeting a rather cheerful Lucius and sharing a few words with Jimâyou nearly tripped over your feet when your eyes locked onto the scene unfolding in front of you.
Stede and Ed were doing what you could only describe as âfrolickingâ in the water along the beach. Your eyes immediately traveled to Edâs bare chest, and the various tattoos that adorned his body. He hadnât seen you yet, so luckily he couldnât embarrass you about ogling over him just yet, but you couldnât seem to take your eyes off of him in the meantime.
That is, until Stede came into view. He emerged from the water, looking like the culmination of every fantasy you had had about the seemingly innocent man. Unlike Ed, he had chosen to leave his white undershirt on, with the top buttons undone. The way his broad chest glistened in the sunlight with droplets of water and slightest hint of sweat, as well as how the transparency of the wet shirt allowed you to see his form, had you clenching your thighs together and swallowing the saliva that had unknowingly accumulated in your mouth.
Damn, they were hot. And come to think of itâyou were too. The heat index had to be skyrocketing on this particular day, and the sun reflecting off the crashing waves did little to cool you. With another swallow for good measure, you began your descent down the sloped beach, leaving your shoes in the sand as you approached the two men in the water.
âHello darling! We were just wondering when you might turn up,â Stede said, flashing his signature smile in your direction.
âYeah, I was starting to think you blew us off to go hang out with Jim or some shit,â Ed added.
You rolled your eyes, stepping closer to the two men. âFirst of all, there is other importantâŚbusinessâŚthat Jim can get up to on their own other than âhanging outâ with me, thank you very much,â you said, gesturing at the person in question to further what you were saying. âAnd second,â you continued, glancing between the two men, âI wanted to see what you two were up to.â
Ed pursed his lips and let out a huff. âHmm, thatâs funny.â
âWhat?â You shot back.
He turned to face you. âNothing, Iâm just trying to figure out where in that little speech of yours that you were going to explain why you were drooling over us a minute ago,â Ed said, with a cocky, shit-eating grin on his face.
Your eyes widened, and if Stede hadnât been there as well you would have seriously considered slapping the look straight off of Edâs face. Or kissing it off. Or both.
Stede moved to stand between you and the other man. âNow, now, Ed. Stop teasing Y/N! Weâre supposed to be relaxing, remember?!â You couldnât help but realize how much Stede looked like a father scolding his rambunctious child at that moment. Sometimes you forgot the man was a father outside of his life of piracy, and to be honest, you couldnât help but find that rather���
Ed interrupted your thoughts. âWell Y/N certainly seems to be relaxing, if you know what I mean...â
You moved past Stede so that you were face to face with Ed. âEdward Teach, you are going to fucking GET IT!â You said, highlighting your statement with anâalmost comically lacklusterâsplash.
Ed feigned surprise, using a hand to cover his open mouth. âYeah? Donât start something you arenât going to finish, sweetheart,â he said, hesitating before doing anything in response. The action itself was kind of cute, but you werenât in the mood for cuteâyou were out for blood.
âYou should tell yourself that,â you said with a sly smile, before lunging towards him and splashing him a few times in rapid succession, noticing the way Stede seemed to be debating between running for the hills and stepping between the two of you once more. As Stede opted for a sort-of middle ground where he almost seemed to be supervising the two of you, Ed had begun splashing you in response, effectively soaking your upper half. Of course, you had opted to wear a blouse similar to the one Stede was currently wearing (as he had loaned it to you upon arrival), so you were certain the two men in front of you were getting quite the view of your form.
You closed your eyes as Edâs splashes became too overwhelming, and you missed the way each of the men followed the curve of your body as you raised your hands above your head in surrender and said âthatâs enough!â
With one final flick of water which earned him a look of annoyance from you, Ed halted his actions.
You lowered your arms and wiped any remaining water from your face and eyes, shaking your arms and upper body to try and dry what you could. Stede approached you at this point, his hand connecting with your cheek as he angled your head up so his eyes could meet yours.
âDid he go too hard on you?â He innocently asked, but you couldnât help but laugh at the innuendo that the statement insinuated. Stede smiled in response, rubbing your cheek with his thumb. Of course, the sweet moment was interrupted by the grey-haired pirate who you nearly forgot was standing near you.
âIâm sorry, but I canât help but feel like Iâm interrupting something hereâŚâ he said, and you were reminded that you hadnât had the chance to tell him about the moment you shared with Stede the previous night. Your fears, however, were relieved by Stede chuckling and inviting Ed to join the two of you, which led you to assume that Stede had already filled him in.
You reached out for Ed as he approached you, stroking your hand up and down his toned arm when he was within reach. âFor the record, I was only staring earlier because I enjoy seeing the mighty Blackbeard frolicking on the beach in my free time.â
He laughed a genuine laugh at that. âSure, Y/N, you keep telling yourself that. Whatever you have to do to sleep at night.â
You glanced between him and Stede before speaking again. âRightâŚso about sleepingâŚâ you broached, and once you received confused looks from each of them, you continued on. âStede told me about ourâŚuhâŚsleeping arrangements tonightâŚâ
âAnd, let me guess, you canât stop thinking about whatâs to come?â Stede added, as if he was reading your mind.
You nodded, suddenly feeling a little flustered at both your close proximity to the two men as well as from the effects of the warm sun on your skin. You saw Ed smirk out of the corner of your eye at your admission, and then felt him walk up behind you and wrap his arms around your middle.
âIs this okay?â He asked, moving your hair to the side to reveal your neck.
âOf course,â you responded, locking eyes with Stede as Ed started kissing your neck and jaw. As you moved your head to the side to allow him better access, you locked eyes with Stede, who had moved to be directly in front of you. âCan I touch you?â You asked him, and were immediately met with him frantically nodding.
As Ed reached around to untuck the shirt you were wearing to access your skin underneath, you reached your own hands up to where Stedeâs shirt had opened, and ran your fingers over his bare chest. You stroked your hands up and down, then used the collar of his shirt to pull him in for a kiss.
You moved to deepen the kiss, effectively sandwiching yourself between the two men, and you could sense the raw, primal desire each of the men had for you. You could also feel it in the way Stedeâs kiss was all teeth and tongue, and how Edâs tightening pants behind you rubbed against your ass.
You pulled away from Stede but continued your actions with your hands, turning your head to be in line with Edâs ear. âWhen was the last time you had a proper fuck?â You asked him, kissing his earlobe as you waited for a response.
âWouldnât you like to know, sweetheart?â He nearly growled, accentuating his statement by gripping your hips tightly. âDo you think about me like that? Think about us, like that? Huh?â
You opened your mouth to respond but were cut off by an obscenely loudâand incredibly inconvenientâwhistle from behind you. You, Ed, and Stede were off each other in an instant, heads whipping towards the source of the sound. What you werenât prepared for, was to see nearly the entire crew of the Revenge making their way towards you.
Stede greeted his crew with a wave, making his way towards them and beckoning you over in the process.
Yeah, this was going to be a long day.
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The night had fallen, as had your heart, after the events of the day. Besides the obligatory vacation and crew festivities that kept you busy, you couldnât help but anxiously await the anticipated events of the night.
Stede and Ed had their fun with you nearly the entire day, mostly through lingering touches and hushed conversations, doing nothing to make the time spent with the crew pass any quicker. You had eventually called it quits as the sun began to set, excusing yourself as you headed towards your rather luxurious living quarters for the night, which is where you found yourself now.
You glanced up from where you were perched on perhaps the largest bed you had ever seen. From your position, you could see the gorgeous living room that had greeted you upon arrival, as well as the kitchen and stairs to the guest room. You assumed that you would be sleeping there tonight, but upon locating the bed that nearly swallowed you whole, you figured that you and your two companions could all fit here.
A knock at the front door had you up in an instant. The knock was accompanied by an âanybody home?â that was far too chipper to be anyone other than Stede.
You opened the door once you reached it, smiling upon realizing that Ed had tagged along with Stede. âHey boys!â You greeted, backing up to allow them inside. What you didnât anticipate, however, was for Ed to barge in before Stede and push you up against the nearest wall, his hands finding your hips while his lips found yours. It was a filthy kiss, clearly only initiated to bring aboutâŚsomething more. Something that you had been thinking about for the better part of your time with the captains of the Revenge.
You pulled backâmuch to Edâs dismayâand immediately cradled his face as you began to speak, hearing Stede approach you from behind, similar to the position you found yourself in just hours ago.
âSoâŚâ you droned on, angling yourself so that you could get a look at both men.
âSoâŚâ Stede replied, smirking at your sudden bashfulness.
Ed grunted and gripped your hips, drawing your attention back to him. âDo you want this sweetheart?â He asked sweetly, genuine concern in his eyes. âWant us?â He added, before leaning back to gauge your reaction.
You looked between him and Stede with a smirk, before responding. âIâve wanted this for longer than you could ever know.â
Stede raised an eyebrow at that. âIs that right?â He asked, smoothing a hand down your side and resting it on Edâs hand. You were starting to get used to being sandwiched between the two men, especially when you caught the tender look shared between them as you let out a sigh of contentment and nodded.
âCare to share your thoughts with the class, Y/N?â Ed teased, his grip on your hips tightening.
You bit your lip and pulled away, their hands falling away from your body. âWhat if I showed you, instead?â You asked, reaching a hand out for each of them to take. Stede obliged, intertwining his fingers with yours and leading you towards the bedroom, while Ed settled for a slight slap on your ass and followed closely behind.
You were quick to push Stede onto the bed, straddling him while you helped him take off hisâmanyâlayers. You heard Ed doing the same behind you, and were greeted by him in just his leather pants, and you were not modest in the way you checked him out.
He opened his mouth to speak but you were quick to stop him. âEd, I swear if you are about to ask me if I âlike what I seeâ I will literally make you sit and watch while me and Stede-â
He cut you off with a chuckle. âWoah. I was actually going to ask if you wanted to suck my dick, but now that I know that youâre into voyeurism, I might just take you up on that offer.â
Your face dropped and you rolled your eyes, and you were about to turn your attention back to a now shirtless Stede when you felt a strong grip on your chin. Ed angled your face to turn back towards his, his eyes now hooded and dark.
âDid you just fucking roll your eyes at me?â He questioned, and you felt your heart drop at his words. You had never seen Ed in what he and Stede referred to as âBlackbeard Mode,â and now that it was fully on display you couldnât help but feel a little scaredâŚbut also incredibly turned on.
The grip on your chin loosed, only for Ed to move it to your neck. âAnswer me!â Ed demanded, which nearly sent you into a panicâa sexy, heart racing type of panic.
âYeah, I did.â You mumbled under your breath.
Ed narrowed his eyes. âWhat was that?â He asked.
You cleared your throat as best you could given your current position, and felt Stedeâs hands slide delicately up your back to relax you. You caved at their actions, softening as you let down your guard. âI did Ed, Iâm sorry...â you replied, louder than your previous statement.
Ed removed his hand from your neck, stroking it down your cheek softly. âDonât apologize, sweetheartâIâm just fuckinâ with you. You know I like the difficult ones.â At your confused look, he nodded towards the other man before adding, âjust ask Stede. That man has the mouth of a sailorâŚpun fully intended,â he said with a wink, nearly making you roll your eyes again and defeat the entire purpose ofâŚwhatever the hell this was.
Instead, your eyes widened slightly at the new information, before turning back to Stede. âIs it true, Stede?â You asked, still slightly taken aback that the seemingly innocent blonde was something else entirely in bed.
He responded by pulling your hips towards him, and angling you so that your core could grind against his erection, leaning in so he could speak into your ear. âI guess youâll have to find out, darling.â He said in a voice you nearly didnât recognize, before continuing. âAlso, thatâs âCaptainâ to you, missy.â
You pulled back and shared a look with Ed to see if Stede was serious or not, and when Ed didnât roll his eyes or make a comment, you knew you were in for an interesting night.
You rolled your hips on Stedeâs hardening cock, moaning at the feeling and the way his lips parted to do the same, before responding. âAlright Captain, you gonna show me what youâre made of, or keep teasing me all night?â
At that, Ed reached around your body and began removing your clothes, probably after realizing you still had on at least two more layers than they did. Stede busied himself with attacking your neck with his lips, continuing to grind you down in his lap while Ed did the same from behind you. You could feel your panties nearly soaking through at this point, your core throbbing for more attention.
As if he could read your mind, Ed pulled you away from Stedeânot without a whine from you, of courseâand sat you on the bed next to the blonde. You turned to face Stede, taking in how truly gorgeous the man is, prompting you to lean forward to kiss him, immediately opening your mouth to allow your tongues to collide. It was sloppy, drool threatening to spill out of your mouth and probably his too, but it was just what you needed at the moment. Oh, and certainly the hand that was slowly snaking its way into your pants currently.
You opened your eyes to try and get a better view of how the other man was touching you, but a firm hand came up to keep you focused on your kiss. âFocus on Stede for me, sweetheart,â Ed began, âI want to taste this sweet pussy and make you feel good.â You moaned, before he continued. âCan you let me do that for you, baby?â
You nodded frantically, parting your legs for him and allowing him to remove your pants. You could feel him playing with the waistband of your panties and he sunk down between your legs. As you felt his lips on your inner thighs and clothed center, you took the opportunity to stroke Stedeâs inner thigh, feeling him tense slightly then relax into your touch. Just as you had done for Ed, Stede widened his legs, allowing you access into his trousers. You pulled back from your kiss with him, bringing your forehead to his as you longed for more of the closeness you had established with him.
You moved to continue your actions, stroking your hands along Stedeâs lower stomach, halting when you felt Ed pull down your panties and quickly move to connect himself with your core. His lips were on your clit, sucking and kissing the swollen bud, as his fingers came up to find your soaken hole. He slowly slid two fingers into your pussy, setting a slow but steady pace as you braced yourself on Stedeâs thighs.
Ed pulled back, his fingers fully replacing his mouth as he gauged your reaction to his actions thus far. âGodâŚyouâre so fucking soaked, Y/N. Do you want to make Stede feel good while I make you cum?â
You hesitated before responding, not because you were unsure of your answer but because his fingers were hitting all the right spots at the moment. His rough hands only added to the sensation, and you felt like you had to restrain yourself from fully getting off on his hand.
Stede picked up on your inability to form a response, and gripped your hands where they were resting on his thighs. He looked at Ed and there seemed to be a mutual understanding, and then Edâs hands were off of you, gaining your attention.
You opened your mouth to protest, but Ed was already standing in front of Stede, offering the other man his fingers that had just been inside of you.
When you say that you nearly passed out from the scene that was unfolding in front of you, you were definitely not exaggerating. Stede leaned forward, gripping Edâs hand at the wrist and guiding his fingers into his mouth. He wrapped his lips around the digits, tongue flicking out to taste your slick, and you literally had to cross your legs to keep from orgasming on the spot. To make matters worse, Stede opened his eyes and made eye contact with first Ed then you, and let out a moan, as though he was tasting his own personal cocktail of ambrosia.
Stede released Edâs fingers, and you felt yourself being moved by Ed so that you were kneeling perpendicular to where Stede was sitting on the edge of the bed, with your head near his lap. Ed positioned himself behind you, and you missed the way he licked his lips and leaned down as you focused on Stedeâs pleasure. Gingerly, you reached for Stedeâs trousers and briefs once more, pulling them down enough to free his now throbbing cock. You looked up at Stede shyly, his eyebrows drawn together in concentration as he flashed you a soft smile before he spoke. âGo ahead, darling.â
To encourage you further, Ed took this opportunity to attack your pussy with his tongue. You were super glad he decided to shave his beard only a few days ago, as the slight burn of the stubble contrasted with his wet, soft tongue felt amazing in between your legs. Before you became overwhelmed with the sensation once again, you reached forward and took Stedeâs cock in your hand. It barely fit in just one of your hands, which you discovered as you started to jerk off his shaft.
âGive me your hand, darling,â Stede said, and you obliged. âGood girl,â he added once you moved to comply. You kept one hand moving on his dick while you reached out your other one, which the man took and brought to his mouth. Just as Ed started eating you out like a starved man, Stede spit into your open hand, then guided it back down to join your other hand. The action itself was filthy in nature, making you buck your hips into Edâs mouth and increase the rate at which you jerked Stede off. He gasped at the action, and you could feel him holding his hips back to resist rutting up into your hands.
âFuck, that feels good,â Stede said, before adding, âIs Ed going to make you cum, sweetheart?â He leaned his head back slightly to toss some of his hair out of his face, before looking down at you for a response.
âYes, shit, gonna cum soonââ You were cut off by a slap on your ass by Ed, causing you to jolt forward and come face to face with Stedeâs cock. You better positioned yourself on Stedeâs thighs, leaning forward to take the tip into your mouth. You could feel that Ed added his fingers back into your pussy somewhere during this process, and the familiar heat in your core ramping up as he continued his actions.
You removed one hand from Stedeâs cock as you took him deeper into your mouth, using it to massage his balls. You could feel a combination of your spit and Stedeâs precum sliding down his shaft to meet your hand, earning you a moan from the man above you. Upon hearing his sighs of pleasure, you let out one of your own, making Stede buck his hips and egging Edâs attack on your pussy on further.
âGonna cum, Y/N? With my face buried in your pussy, and your mouth around your Captainâs cock? Let it all go babyâŚâ Ed said, and with that, you were seeing stars. You were glad you had Stedeâs dick in your mouth, as the moans that threatened to slip out as you rode your high wereâmostlyâstifled.
Ed continued to lick and kiss your cunt as you came down, while Stede reluctantly pulled you off his cock. When you moved to take him back into your mouth, he reached out a hand to stop you, offering a merciful smile.
âSorry, sweetheart, youâre just a little too good at that is all,â he explained with a grin, and you felt Ed move behind you.
âIâm assuming you enjoyed that, huh, sweetheart?â Ed said, kneeling next to you and giving you a kiss on the cheek. You couldnât resist turning your head to kiss him on the mouth, tasting yourself on his tongue.
He pulled back before you could deepen the kiss too much, looking at you with hooded eyes, similar to the way he did earlier. âGodâŚwho wouldâve guessed that sweet Y/N was this filthyâŚâ He teased, hand coming up to grip your cheeks and open your mouth. âStick out your tongue for me, yeah?â
You did what he asked without hesitation, face still in Edâs grasp, and he spit into your mouth. He released his grip and watched as you swallowed, using your eagerness as a sign to continue on with the events of the night.
âSoâŚâ Ed began, âStede and I were talkingâŚâ
âAnd we wanted to leave it up to you before we went any further.â Stede interjected, a look of concern on his face.
You looked between them for what felt like the hundredth time this evening, and could see the love they had to share staring straight back at you. You knew, even prior to what had already occurred, that if there was anyone you wanted to do something likeâŚwhatever this was with, it would be them. Not only had they been there for you at one of your darkest times, but they had become sources of empowerment and support in the relatively short amount of time you knew them. Which is why you were confident in what you moved to say next.
âEdâŚâ You began, cupping his cheek then turning to Stede and doing the same. âStedeâŚâ Both men leaned into your touch and listened intently. âThereâs literally no one I would rather be doing this with. Both of you heard my call, took me by the hand, and led me to where I am today.â Both of their faces softened at your confession, and you placed your hands back into your lap.
Ed cleared his throat, breaking the short silence. âSo, uhâŚwe gonna fuck or not?â
You moved to straddle him, giggling at his statement. âIsnât that literally what we were just doing?â You asked, rolling your hips over his still clothed erection.
âYou havenât even seen the slightest of what Iâm capable of.â He replied, the brooding look returning to his face. This time, however, you werenât having it, and saw through his dark façade.
âOkay, Blackbeard.â You said, rolling your eyes at his statement for added effect. He did not like that.
With a slap to your assâand a glare from StedeâEd repositioned you to perch atop his leg, leaning down towards your ear. âFuck, I love it when you call me that.â You nearly rolled your eyes againâof course he did. âNow be a good girl and get off on my leg, then we can give you what you really want.â
You did what he asked, but not without adding, âwhat I really want? You mean your love and devotion?â
Ed snorted at that, gripping your waist tighter and grinding you harder into his lap. âI think you need something to shut you up.â He said, grunting whenever you came in contact with his dick.
You raised an eyebrow at that and shared a look with Stede, who was watching this all unfold with an eager expression. He looked gorgeous from this angle, his hair all disheveled and his body on full display.
You halted the movement of your hips, hearing Ed let out a frustrated grunt. âI want both of you, so badâŚâ You said, matter-of-factly.
âHow do you want us?â Stede asked, his concerned nature making itself known.
You felt yourself blush at the question, again not expecting something of such a suggestive nature falling out of Stedeâs lips. That being said, he literally just revealed his apparent âCaptainâ kink to you so maybe you were too quick to judge what Stede was or wasnât capable of saying.
Shaking yourself out of your thoughts, you focused on what exactly was being asked of you. You honestly wanted nothing more than for each of the men to pound you into the mattress of this probably far too nice and boutique bed of yours, but a part of you deep down really wanted Stede to be the first of the two to get to know you so intimately. After all, he had done so much to take care of you as you had done for himâit just felt right.
Once you made up your mindâafter also reminding yourself that you have all nightâyou voiced your thoughts. âStede, I want youâŚâ you began, looking down at your core before flicking your eyes back to the other man. âAnd Ed, Iââ
He caught your drift immediately and finished your statement. âYou want me to fuck your mouth, is that right?â
âFuck, yeah.â You responded, too horny to say something witty in response.
At that, Stede stood and allowed you to move up and lay with your head dangling off the bed, giving yourself a perfect view of Edâs lower half. You reached out and gripped what you could of his waist, pulling him closer to you. You felt the bed dip as Stede hovered over you, feeling his hands go to your shirt to finally remove it.
âMay I?â He askedâever the gentleman. You nodded, and you helped him pull the article of clothing off of you. You could feel Ed shifting behind you, and if you could see him attempting to wiggle out of his tight pants you would have probably bursted out laughing. You were distracted, however, by Stedeâs hesitation as his hands hovered over your bra. Your eyes met his, and you gave a slight nod, reaching for his hand with your own and guiding it to the point at which the garment was connected to your body. He tenderly removed it from you, allowing it to fall to the floor and reveal your upper half to him.
As Stede leaned down to caress your breasts, you turned your head to be greeted with Edâs unconcealed dick. To say that he was big would be an understatementâthe man was seriously packing. No wonder he walked around like he owned the place, with a dick like thatâ
âOpen your mouth for me.â He said, drawing you out of yourâborderline objectifyingâthoughts. You complied, and the heavy tip of his dick was in your mouth in an instant. You could taste the small amount of precum that had collected, making your mouth water.
You moved to position yourself at a better angle, but were stopped by Edâs firm hands near your neck. You looked up at him as well as you could with your head upside down, and the determined look on his face was enough to suggest that he wanted you to lie back and enjoy yourself while he took the reins.
You were more than happy to comply, and focused on the sensations Stede was providing while Ed ensured that you were in a comfortable position and continued to stroke the tip of his dick on your open tongue. Stedeâs hands slowly moved down your chest and stroked your hips, his lips also ghosting kisses down your abdomen.
As you felt Stedeâs hands approach your core, you opened your legs wider to accommodate his form between your legs and to give him better access. You felt him chuckle at your actions, his lips now dangerously close to where you wanted him most. Well, a certain part of him.
âStedeâŚâ you whined, feeling Ed pull back slightly as you spoke. Stede looked up at you eagerly, stopping short and expecting you to continue. When you didn't, he shifted once more so he was level with your face.
âWhatâs wrong, sweetheart? Is everything alright?â He asked, already knowing the answer.
You nodded, his hand stroking your cheek as you gave him a pleading look. âI want youâŚâ
He nuzzled your nose with his own and smiled, before replying. âThen itâs me you shall have.â
You moved again to accommodate his form, feeling him situate himself between your legs. He reached down and pumped his shaft a few times, sighing as his hand came in contact with his tender skin. You relaxed and leaned your head back once again, signaling that you were ready for them.
You closed your eyes, focusing on the sensations you were experiencing, missing the glance Stede and Ed shared above you. After sharing a nod, the two men were quick to spring into action.
You felt Stede enter you first, the drag of his shaft along your walls slowly stretching your hole and hitting all the right places inside of you. You clenched around his cock once he was fully seated inside of you, moaning as his fingers ghosted over your clit. âYou like that, darling?â He asked, beginning to set a slow, yet steady pace.
âFuck yes!â You responded, smirking at him before adding âCaptain.â
He grunted at that, picking up the pace and in turn, rocking the bed you were perched on. You silently prayed that all of the other crew members had settled down and werenât looking for either of their captains, because the scene currently unfolding would probably make even the most rugged pirate say a prayer; unless their name was âStedeâ or âEd,â apparently.
Speaking of the devil, Ed saw your moment of quiet contemplation as an opportunity to grip your jaw, angling you once more to better suit his needs. You smiled at him before sticking out your tongue, prompting him to smirk back then lean down and spit as he had before, this time using it as added slick as he guided his cock back into your mouth.
Stedeâs gentle, yet determined thrusts, and Edâs rough and messy use of your mouth combined in a perfect tango which had you reaching your peak in seconds.
Ed could see the way your body was convulsing and twisting, clenching on Stedeâs cock and drooling on his own. âYou fucking like that, Y/N?â He asked, his hips working his cock against your tongue and down your throat. You moaned around his cock in response, egging him on more.
With a light slap to your cheek, he continued. âFuck yeah you do, ohmygodâwe shouldâve done this so much sooner..â
Stede glanced up at that, tossing hisânow disheveledâblonde locks out of his face. âI was thinking the same thing,â he said, gently, prompting Ed to lean down and meet his lips. You saw the two men deepen the kiss above you, and in that moment, everything felt so right. You finally had the two men who took you in, cared for you, and allowed you to care for them in return right where you wanted them, and you fucking loved it. Your sweet, kind Stede, who never failed to be gentle with you even when he was at his lowest, was making you feel better than you ever imagined, while your edgy, yet kind-hearted Ed allowed you to treat him how he deserved. It was everything you had been searching forâyour hidden treasure, and you had been led to them as a personal treasure of their own.
Stedeâs thrusts eventually became more irregular, and you could feel his cock throbbing in your core, signaling that he was close. Ed had opted to glide his shaft on top of your wet mouth and tongue, using you like his own personal toy. It was messyâfilthy even, but you fucking loved it. You especially loved it when Ed used his free hand to play with one of your breasts, using some drool that had collected around your mouth as slick to play with your hard bud. Stede brought a hand up as well and did the same and you thanked every deity you could think of for allowing your paths to cross.
Shockingly, it was Ed who voiced his thoughts first. âFuck, Stede, Y/N, Iâm close.â
Stede slowed his thrusts a bitâearning a whine from youâand took a moment to catch his breath. âFuck, me too.â He sat back on his knees, leaving just his tip inside you, and glanced down at you. âHow are you doing, sweetheart? Getting close?â
You nodded, and felt the coil in your stomach threatening to snap as Stede drew the tip of his cock out and around your slick hole and clit. âWanna c-cum, for you. Both of you.â
âI know you do darling, but Iâm afraid I canât hold out for much longerâŚâ Stede responded, gripping the base of his shaft to try and hold off his orgasm.
âI canâŚâ Ed cockily replied, easing his dick out of your mouth.
You sat up, noticing how suddenly empty you felt as you did, and turned to look Ed in the eyes. âAnd what if I donât believe you?â You asked with wild eyes, hoping he would take the bait.
âWhy donât you lie on your stomach and find out for yourself, slut?â He gritted back, and you couldâve lost it right then and there, but your anticipation for what he proposed outweighed your need to orgasm without him inside you.
âEd!?â Stede chirped in, likely as an attempt to come to your defense. When he saw the smirk on your face and look of desire in your eyes, however, his own eyes widened a bit, and he understood that the term hadnât entirely pissed you offâin fact, it had had the opposite effect.
Stede huffed before allowing you to follow Edâs orders and reposition yourself. âAnd I thought I was into some interesting thingsâŚâ
As Ed settled behind you after your position replicated what he had asked of you, you turned your head to follow Stede as he sat at the head of the bed in front of you, giggling at his admission. âWhat kinds of things, Captain?â You asked, sure to use his favorite nickname.
Stede rolled his eyes and fixed his hair before smiling down at you. âWouldnât you like to know?â
You smiled, moving to respond once more, but were cut off by Ed entering you with no warning. Your soft pussy gripped him tight, wetness coating his throbbing shaft. He could feel that you were pretty well stretched from Stede, and didnât take much time in working you up to a hard and fast rhythm that had you moaning.
Still, through the haze of horniness that had accumulated, you felt the urge to reach for the blonde-haired man in front of you, taking all of what you could of his member into your mouth. He gasped, not expecting you to do so as Ed was literally pounding you into the mattress, but welcomed it nonetheless.
Ed slapped your ass as he saw what you were doing to Stede, pinching and massaging it as he picked up his pace even more. âLook at you, Y/N, being split open by us. Fuck, youâre so good-â
âSuch a good girlâŚâ Stede continued after Ed became a moaning mess, making you clench down on Edâs leaking cock. You took Stedeâs slick cock deeper into your mouth, tears threatening to spill as you started properly sucking him off. You could taste the saltiness of his precum mixing with the saliva of your mouth, and looked up at him through your lashes as you felt one of his hands move to your throat. It was mainly to support your neck and to guide you where he needed you, but the slight pressure made your pussy throb and turned you on even moreâif thatâs even possible.
It turns out it was, because when Ed brought a hand down to your clit you were done for. You looked up at Stede with desperation in your eyes, and he knew immediately that you were rapidly approaching your peak.
âShit, Ed, Y/Nâs nearly thereâŚâ Stede announced, his tone suggesting that you were not alone in your predicament.
âYeah? Gonna cum with us inside you?â Ed said, and you moaned around Stedeâs cock as a response, fucking back into Ed as he hit your G-spot with every thrust. That, combined with the way he flicked at your clit and the delicious pressure of Stedeâs cock on your tongue and hand on your throat finally sent you over the edge. You nearly collapsed as your orgasm rode through you, your hole gripping Ed tight and nearly all of your muscles convulsing in the process. It felt like heaven.
âMmm, gripping me so tightâŚgonna cumâŚâ Ed slurred, before gingerly pulling out and releasing on your hole and thighs.
Stede was not far behind, and you reached a hand up to stroke what you couldnât fit in your mouth, causing him to thrust slowly as pleasure started to overcome his senses. âIâm so close, pretty girl,â he said, and you felt the bed shift behind you. You focused on licking and sucking all that you could, locking eyes with Stede as his breathing increased and cock started to leak more.
You felt his balls tighten as he continued to thrust, and just as he let go you felt a set of hands pull your hair back and stroke along your skin. You closed your eyes and swallowed all that he had to give, savoring the taste that was so distinctly Stede. You shamelessly moaned at the sensation, earning a chuckle from both men; prompting you to come back down to Earth. Stede carefully removed his spent shaft from your mouth, using a finger to wipe a bit of drool and his release from the corners of your mouth. He tucked himself back into his trousers and settled into the bed, gesturing for you to do the same. When you went to move and realized your hair was still pulled back, you turned to the side and were greeted with a grinning Ed who was now playing with your hair that was in his grip.
You cleared your throat to get his attention, but when his gaze remained on his fingers in your hair, you spoke. âYou gonna play with that forever, or come cuddle?â You asked, cheekily.
He halted his action and removed his hands with a huff. âFineâŚbut only if I get to be the big spoon.â
You crawled into Stedeâs arms speedily, positioning yourself with your back to him and arms open wide. âWell shit. Looks like that position has already been filled.â
Ed pouted, crossing his arms and taking in your inviting form, but ultimately sighing and laying in your arms. To egg him on moreâsomething you started to enjoy more and moreâyou replicated his previous actions and began playing with his hair.
He turned around and narrowed his eyes before speaking. âI hate you.â
You kissed him on the temple, and raised one of Stedeâs hands from around your waist to your lips and did the same. âLove you too.â
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An Unambiguous Love [2/10]: Meeting Munson
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Pairing: Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson x f!Reader
Genre: fluff
Summary: Your favourite customers really make it easier returning to the town you never went to school in. If only your friends at work would stop trying to play matchmaker between you.
Chapter 2 word count: 2288
A/N: Thanks for the love on chapter 1! This chapter also introduces my favourite non-shippable character to write, see if you can guess who that is lmao. I'll be updating these daily, thank y'all for sticking with it! <3
Itâs the morning after your first shift on the shop floor, and youâre getting yourself ready for your next one this afternoon. Youâre really being thrown in at the deep end with a triple threat: new issue day, D&D supply launch day, and your first ever closing shift out on the floor. Thankfully, as long as your schedule still aligns, youâre paired with Ralph, who certainly wouldnât abandon you no matter how quiet the day may be. You consider getting to the strip mall a little early so that you can perhaps get some extra encouragement from your new friend(? Can you call him that already?) Steve, but you realise that perhaps food is more important. Besides, when you do finally park up, you donât see him directly in the window anyway. Perhaps he isnât even working.
You head on in and see an already-exhausted Ralph tidying the comic crates. As you cause the doorbell to chime, Ralph looks at you with a resigned smile. You grit your teeth. âItâs been that bad, huh?â
Ralph shakes his head. âAhh, itâs helped the time go quicker. Thankfully, weâve got a little calm period now before the next storm⌠The after-school rush. Now, Iâll take the register for that, if you could just try and keep on top of keeping things as organised as possible.â You nod and take a deep breath in. Ralph notices and calls, âHey.â You look up at him and he smiles reassuringly at you. âWeâre gonna do great today, alright?â You nod again, more relaxed than your first. Ralph continues, âAnd I promise I wonât get a random migraine as soon as itâs convenient for me.â
Your eyes widen. âHow did - Did Jesse get in trouble? I swear, I didnât want that to happen, I didnât mean to squeal -â
Ralph laughs, âRelax, kid.â Bold words from someone only three years older than you. âIt didnât come from the top. Not that Cam would risk having to punish his friend. Word travels fast amongst us here, just a heads upâŚâ He walks over to you to bend down to your ear level and murmur, âFuture Mrs Harrington.â
âOkay,â you step aside and hold up a finger while Ralph laughs. âThat one, I am nipping in the bud. If a man being nice to someone one time means theyâre bound romantically, then I feel sorry for all the women of Hawkins.â Ralphâs laughter intensifies.
The next couple of hours are an absolute flurry of teenage chaos. Comics are being thrown around, as are tantrums over the lack of issue 200. One kid, with curls falling out of his baseball cap, is instead parading around the brand new D&D section proudly, while loudly reassuring his friends that they can read his copy when he is done with it. A red-haired girl asks through stone-cold eyes how he could have possibly gotten a copy early, to which he simply shrugs and says, âI got connections. What can I say? Iâve been telling you all, I basically run this joint.â
The group surrounding him scoffs in disbelief. Remembering the names Steve used yesterday, and putting two and two together, you decide to have a little fun amongst the madness. You tap him on the shoulder, âSorry, Dustin Henderson?â
He whips around and looks at you like a deer in headlights, swallowing hard. âY-yes?â
âI take it that our exclusive deal for our most prestiged customer yesterday was to your liking?â you ask, raising your eyebrows slowly, silently willing him to play along.
He shows silent understanding by copying your expression. âYes! Very much so. Youâll continue to have my patronage for a long time yet. Especially with this new section! I canât wait to make new characters to use these dice on.â He takes handfuls of them and holds them up gleefully.
You interlock your fingers and place your hands on your heart. âEveryone here is thrilled to hear that youâre satisfied, Mr Henderson. Please, do not be afraid to call on me for any of your needs. I promise, I will deliver to you myself if that is what's needed.â You look around at all the flabbergasted faces of Dustinâs group, then once more at him to catch him mouthing a âthank youâ before he turns to face his friends again.
As you walk away, you hear him gloat, âYou see? I am the nerd king! Bow down, bitches!â You take extra care in making sure the rest of the kids donât see you accidentally laughing at the crack in his voice at that last part.
Eventually, things die down a little again, around the time most of the kids are going back home to their parents for dinner. Ralph looks almost completely wiped out, and you frown, âWhen was the last time you ate?â
Ralph shakes his head. âItâs fine, I told you Iâd stay, Iâm a man of my wor-â
You interrupt him, âYou canât teach me if youâre passed out. Just go grab a burger and some fries from the diner, as long as youâre back to teach me how to close up, Iâll be fine for a while yet.â
Ralph thanks you profusely as he leaves to go eat. Having to switch between tidying and ringing up really isnât as bad as you were anticipating. A few angry people demanding certain issues that have already sold out donât even phase you too much.Â
As if by fate, you have a split second where it is just you and the stock out on the shop floor. You bask in the silence, the sheer amount of space without so many people crammed in every aisle⌠And then, in he walks. Grungy style, long dark hair, rings adorning every finger. He makes a beeline for the D&D section, immediately picking up a Playerâs Handbook and skimming the pages delightedly. You watch him gleefully explore the store before eventually emptying his arms onto your checkout counter. His vibe is somehow nothing youâd expect from someone with his aesthetic, but also it all seems to⌠Fit him, somehow. Heâs got the book, several dice sets, and a tray. âJust a few things, then,â you muse.
He chuckles, âYeah, well. My old tray has not been holding well over my last campaign. The Hellfire club sure know how to cause total destructive mayhem even in this realm.â
âOoh, Hellfire. Sounds official. You guys play for like, any special reason, orâŚ?â You ask, but he shakes his head.
âNope, Iâve just had waaaaay too much time to run my little old high school campaign. Being held back a couple years sure has its perks!â He takes a long, lingering look at you, and the tip of his tongue pokes out to lick his lips. âSorry, uh, should probably introduce myself since youâll probably be seeing me a lot around here now. I'm -â
You cock your head in curiosity, narrowing your eyes and smirking smugly as you figure out who he must be. âEddie Munson?â
Eddieâs face falls. âUh-oh. You don't know of Hellfire but you know of me? That canât be good.â
Your eyes widen, âOh, no, no, no! I promise itâs nothing bad, I - You helped Steve Harrington create a D&D character here the other day, right?â
The corners of Eddieâs lips twist into a smile, âI donât think you could quite say that. I certainly tried to, but with little success.â
âOh, well, yeah, but I - I found the sheet and I got bored so IâŚâ You pull out your sketchbook youâd left tucked in the drawer beneath the counter and show Eddie your drawing.
He takes the book from your hands and starts running around the store, basically pressing his face into it. âOh my god! This is incredible! And you did that based on what Stevie gave you? Oh, wait until we talk about my current party - Would you do commissions? Could you draw my current partyâs characters and then also every one of my NPCs? I need your art to bring this campaign to life, now!â
Your cheeks flush a dark pink. âOh, well⌠Iâve never been paid for my work before, and even then, this was just a bit of fun⌠I even had to get him to pose to get the hair just right since he wanted that in the drawing, too.â
Eddie stops his pacing and returns to you at the counter. He slides the sketchbook back over to you, rests his elbows on the counter and his chin on his fists as he looks to you. âAnd how much would it cost to have you draw me, then, huh?â
You finally get to talk to him undistracted long enough to get a proper look at his face. His eyes are dark brown, almost black, but not in a cold and uninviting way. His smile is infectious, crinkling the corners of his eyes as he does so. You eventually snap out of your daydream, clear your throat and say, âIt wouldnât be fair to charge you and not Steve⌠But then technically I didnât draw Steve himself, just basically him as a half-orc, based on a few things he wrote.â
Stil resting his head on his fists, Eddie gently rocks his head from side to side, âSo whatâs my D&D alternative?â
âHmm⌠You take your pencil out and tap it on your lower lip in thought. âI wanna say⌠Half-elf fighter who eventually becomes a bard. You got that sort of energy.â
Eddie grins. âAre you sure you havenât done your research on me? You canât have just guessed that Iâm a musician.â
You gesture up and down in front of you, âI mean, look at you, dude.â
âTouche,â Eddie nods, moving to hold onto the counter with both hands and lean on it. âYeah, Iâve got a band. Corroded Coffin. Weâve rocked the hell out of venues such as Garethâs garageâŚâ His tone suggests heâs about to list a number of venues, as does the way he taps one finger with the other, but he trails off after the first while pulling a face to show thereâs no more. You laugh, and that goddamn smile of his returns. âNah, we also have a regular spot, I shouldnât complain. Suppose I should probably pay for all this, huhâŚâ Eddie squints to read your nametag out loud.
You slap your palm to your face. âI've got to stop forgetting to introduce myself.â
âHey now, I didnât even get to, so now we're even!â Eddie points out. He looks at the dice towers situated next to you and lets out a low whistle. âMan, Iâve always wanted a tower, just for like⌠Real dramatic rolls. But I donât know if I can justify paying that much in one go.â
A smirk creeps along our face as you come up with an idea, âHow about a little bet?â You take out a random d20 from one of the jars on the other side of the counter, and pull a dice tower up in front of you, between you and Eddie. You hold the die between your finger and thumb, hovering it over the tower. âIf this crits, you have to buy it right now.â
Eddieâs smile returns, âAnd what if itâs a natural one?â
âThen I pay for it for you,â you shrug. âAnything else, we leave it here.â
âI like those odds,â Eddie nods. âLetâs do it.â
You drop the die. It clatters between tiers of wood untilâŚ
â20?! No way.â
Your eyes widen. âOh no, Iâm so sorry, I didnât mean to put you out of pocket! Letâs just forget the whole thing, it was just a joke -â
Eddie shakes his head. âIâm a man of my word. Guess Iâm finally upping my game today.â He gives you a reassuring smile as he takes his wallet out. âSo, uh, the partyâs kinda full now, but if you ever wanted to just come watch a Hellfire game, weâd be more than happy to have you. We could even put you down as a reserve in case someone canât make it, if you ever wanted to play!â
âWeâll see,â you give him a small smile. While this Eddie guy does seem sweet, you're still a little apprehensive from the last campaign you were in.Â
âIâll just keep coming by every day, as long as it takes to convince you,â Eddie singsongs, in a tone youâre comfortable enough with believing that itâs got friendlier intentions rather than insistent.
âThatâll be a waste then, since Iâm not in every day,â you point out.
âEh, then I just get to visit my good pal Stevie at the video store instead, Iâm still good,â Eddie smiles before handing you an entire wad of cash. Your eyes widen, but you donât ask any questions. You simply ring him up, give him his change and bag up his items for him. He grabs the bag and lifts it up in a farewell greeting. âSee you âround!â
You sigh wistfully to yourself, and hear a familiar voice pipe up next to you. âAlright, I believe you, perhaps Harringtonâs not your man, after all.â
You jump at the sound of Ralphâs presence being so close before shaking your head, your face turning a deep shade of pink. âShut up, so Iâve made conversation with two separate guys. That doesnât mean anything.â
âUh-huh. Sure. Iâll remember that one at your wedding,â he smirks.
âWhat is it with all of you and assuming Iâll find my future husband while working here?!â you ask exasperatedly before noticing some comics that had fallen behind a shelf that clearly need your full and urgent attention.
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5 Underrated Audio Drama: Cool Powers Edition
I am the biggest sucker for cool powers, and if you are too, you may have already heard more popular podcasts such as The Bright Sessions or SPINES (if not, why not add them to your list, too?). For the â¨5th edition⨠of 5 Underratedâ˘, I went with typical superpowers, magic-based urban fantasy, and everything in between! Whether you want cool fights, super powered shenanigans, wholesome queerness (yep, they're all queer pods), magical slice of life, or all of the above, these 5 audio gems do not disappoint.
Up to date as of 13th August 2021
Desperado
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"Blood magic, Voodoo magic, old gods, new gods: We've got it all! Follow the story of misfits from all over the world, as they try to survive and protect their heritage from modern-day crusaders."
Desperado follows three young people, who's patrons are all death gods, on their travels through the world as they try to achieve various personal goals. Really tasty, refreshing, and unique worldbuilding and some of the absolute best banter in any show I've encountered, it's fun, it's lively without being overwhelming, it's queer, and it's incredibly more-ish. There are currently 15 episodes of 15-45 minutes each, though usually about 25-30 mins.
Desperado is on major podcasting platforms and Spotify. Transcripts are available on the website and content warnings are given at the start of each episode. You can also follow their tumblr at @desperado-podcast!
The Beacon
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"After surviving a dangerous encounter with a monster, Bee discovers she has the magical ability to control fire. Confused and with no heroic aspirations, she reaches out online to try and find others with impossible powers like hers - but finding them is only half the battle. Getting along and learning to protect everything important to them is another challenge altogether."
One of my first podcasts, and the first I found through Tumblr, The Beacon is technically the reason this account even exists. Anxious university student Bee discovers she has fire powers and starts a podcast to find other people like herself. Chaos ensues when she discovers she's not the only strange thing on campus. Slowly introduces more magic elements, the worldbuilding and lore is very tasty and holds my curiousity without feeling withholding. I really adore the characters in this one, they're all so unique, fun and memorable, with great and compelling dynamics. And of course very queer. While it is currently on hiatus, there are 24 full episodes of between 7 and 45 mins each, but usually about 25-30 mins, and 13 bonus/minisodes.
The Beacon is available on major podcasting platforms and Spotify. There don't seem to be content warnings, but transcripts of each episode are available on the website. You can also follow their tumblr at @thebeaconpodcast!
The Path Down
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"Itâs freshman year of college. Vanessa Ortega is a telepath struggling to control her power in more ways than she realizes. Dexter Sullivan is an aspiring animator still reeling from the loss of his parents two years ago. Between Vanessaâs telepathy and Dexterâs grief, theyâll soon learn that they each have to confront their inner demons."
An adequate description on this one, The Path Down is very much a slice of life/drama where some people have powers, and this is just a normal part of everyday life, with it's own benefits and struggles. Which I a big fan of, it's always interesting to see how powers affect everyday life. It also takes an interesting look at wealth inequality, interpersonal conflict and major mental health issues, especially trauma. Sound design is neat, the story is really easy to follow, and of course, it's very queer. The Path Down has 9 episodes of 15-20 mins each, or one 2 hour 20 minute supercut!
The Path Down is available on major podcasting platforms and Spotify. It has content warnings in each episode description, and transcripts of each episode are linked there as well. You can also follow their tumblr at @thepathdown!
The Phone Booth
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"15 years ago, a girl named Beca Orlofsky stepped into the sky and exploded. Over the course of the following week, 99% of every living human on the planet gained a super-power. Now, podcaster Joe Pollard travels the world, interviewing people who went to sleep ordinary and woke up as something else."
This podcast is so cleanly-made and well done I'd actually initially planned to name-drop it in the intro, thinking it must already be a big name. It's not even the most listened to on this list, which, okay, they're all great, it shouldn't be a surprise, but I think it's the crispness and a slightly more mainstream feeling to it? Interviews from a world where 99% of the population has superpowers, with people from all walks of life: a firefighter, an anthropologist, musicians, a preacher, and so on. How they live, how the world changed for them with the introduction of powers, the history of the world and of them personally. Amazing emotion-packed writing, delicious worldbuilding, clean soundwork and strong but unintrusive music. The least queer on this list but not devoid of rep, either. 14 episodes of 15-35 mins each, but usually 20-25 mins.
The Phone Booth is available on major podcast platforms and Spotify. Unfortunately there do not seem to be content warnings or transcripts at this time.
VALENCE
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"An urban fantasy fiction podcast."
VALENCE follows Liam, an anxious young magic user (muse for short), in a world where magic is shunned and frequently suppressed with various technologies. He's got a lot of problems in his day-to-day life, but his family is one he hoped he'd never have to deal with again. Until he receives a very intriguing offer. Slow but interesting start that moves into some of the most fun character interactions I've seen in a while. Very intriguing and entertaining. Queer, lively, great cast of voices, and if you have any affection for YA fiction you should absolutely give it a shot. Season 2 has just finished, and there are currently 24 episodes of 25-30 mins each.
VALENCE is on major podcasting platforms and Spotify. It has content warnings (complete with timestamps) in each episode description, and transcripts of each episode on the website. You can also follow their tumblr at @valencepod!
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Dream SMP Recap (March 31/2021) - George Lore
George sleeps.
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VOD LINKS:
Foolish
Quackity
George
Ranboo
Captain Puffy
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TW: Derealization
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- George talks to his conscience, as voiced by Quackity.
Georgre Lore Part 2
- George has been thinking about the past. Heâs had things happening that no one knows about, and he wants to talk about it.
- Quackity turns back into Georgeâs conscience. George introduces his conscience to Lore Man (voiced by Wilbur). Lore Man tells Georgeâs conscience that George beat him on the field of battle. He cannot sheathe his sword until George has been defeated.
- Lore Man asks if George ended up winning the vice presidency. George tells the conscience that he was supposed to be running for president.
- He was taking a stroll when Lore Man jumped out at George, but George was prepared and beat him fair and square. George, though he won, was terribly wounded, and he had to rest. The sword has an enchantment on it to make people sleep.
- George experienced an unexplainable lapse of time. He woke up and everything was gone, everyone was mad at him. There was a scar on his arm, dried blood, and he was confused.Â
- George harvests the dayâs harvest.
- George asks why heâs doing all this work, putting in his blood, sweat and tears for people who care not. He goes to explore a nearby ravine.
Georgre Lore Part 3 Georgeâs SEcret marriegÂ
how did he become divorce
Itâs Possibleer
- They visit Fundyâs Pet War arena: the ancient battle ground, Lore Manâs âscuffle pad.â Ranboo arrives and asks if there is a scuffle going on here.
- Lore Man gives George a scuffle rock and tells him to meet in the middle of the scuffle pad. They will do ten paces.Â
- They take ten paces and scuffle. George begs Lore Man to spare him. Lore Man says farewell and leaves with Georgeâs lore and also his dignity.
Georgre Lore Part 4
why georg not h ave lore
THe trip to Lmanb
- George visits the crater that is Lâmanburg. He could have had an excellent presidency. Georgeâs conscience tells him to think about all the terrible memories this place holds. He leads George to the bomb room and tells George to think of a life where he owned Lâmanburg.
- They visit the shrine where Friend is. The thunder booms, and a voice from the sky calls out to George: Mexican Dream himself. He has a story to tell. If George had become vice president, Mexican Dream would never have existed. He owes George his existence, and wants to repay him.
- MD tells George that the issue is, he wants to repay George but heâs dead. He tells George that this is all a figment of his imagination. Heâs dreaming, getting information through his sleep. MD is reaching out to George through his conscience.
- Lore Man comes back to ask when MD is giving George sloppy.
Lore Man:Â âWhatâs left of you, Georgenotfound? You are a husk of what you were.â
Georgre Lore Part 5
geirge visits his Old home
- George visits his house (now a catmaid cafe). He goes inside and finds Badboyhalo crouching in a hole in the floor
- Lore Man breaks through the window and tells George that he should be happy he isnât asleep, because every sleep brings him closer to his demise, and he will make sure George sleeps through everything ever again. George asks if Lore Man gave him a sleeping curse.Â
- Lore Man tells George to make the most of his cat house, because soon he will be sleeping in it forever. Outside, George finds a massive bed by his home. His conscience tells him that he must go to sleep within his dream.
- Lore Man tells him he has a revelation to reveal to George before he goes to sleep...he knows who Georgeâs parents are, canonically, and also his surname:
Lore.
George Lore.
Georgre Lore Part 5 6
GEORGE SEES A NEW GUY
- Georgeâs conscience tells him that though this is not real, it is a manifestation of something George feels guilty about.
- George sees a little kid crying at the edge of the lake. Itâs Quackity. Heâs crying because today, he lost the elections because George slept in.
- A new character appears. It is Lore Woman! She presents a cornflower to George. Lore Man hands Lore Woman a scuffle rock. Ranboo takes off his crown and becomes the Scuffle Man: overseer of the scuffle.
- Quackity shouts that he will fight alongside George. Even though George has disappointed him, he will fight with George to defeat the Lores.Â
GEORGERO LORE Part 8
THE FORMER CANDIDATES FIGHT TOGETHER AGAINST LOREMAN AND LOREWOMAN
- The two pairs stand at the scuffle grounds. George speaks to Badboyhalo, the floor goblin, for words of wisdom.
- Lore Man and Lore Woman are standing on bales of hay. Lore Man asks George to remember the wheat he harvested as a young boy.
- Lore Man tells Scuffle Man to begin. Quackity asks George if he has any last words. George places down the cornflower on the battlefield. It is time.
Scuffle Man:Â âTen paces SCUFFLE!â
- The scuffle begins. Quackityâs legs are broken. They continue fighting. The Scuffle Man stops the scuffle. Something has gone wrong: Lore Woman has been shot in the head! She rebrands to Lore Lady.
- Quackity tells them that it must end with George and Lore Man in one final scuffle. Lore Man says he wants to use the weapon meant for George: the enchanted sleep sword. George responds that he shall plunge the scuffle rock into Lore Manâs chest.
- Lore Man tells George that they have known each other for many, many years. But he deserves to know the truth: he deserves to know his father.
Lore Man:Â âI am your father, Georgenotfound.â
- Lore Man and Lore Lady intended to create George to be the king of lore. But here he is, having slept through everything. Lore Man tells George that he wants George to make his first bit of lore. He says to take his sword -- named âLoreâ -- and that he has only one canon life left.
- Lore Lady protests, but Lore Man insists that George must make his lore. George must make a widow of Lore Lady.
- Lore Man bows his head. He tells the floor goblin to take good care of his wife, and says to Lore Lady that he wishes for her to marry this man. George tells Lore Man to place his head upon the hay.
Lore Man:Â âMake me proud, son.â
George:Â âFarewell, Lore Man.â
- George decapitates his father.
GEORGE LORE.
LAST PART
WAKING UP.
- His conscience wakes George from a bed at Spawn. George discovers he has the Lore sword. George marches down the path into the distance.
- Georgeâs stream starts off with a distorted version of C148â˛s Minecraft.
- George has no items. He speaks to Niki and Bad. Bad is confused when George mentions the floor goblin. Was it all just a dream?
- George turns around to see Mexican Dream. Mexican Dream tells George the story of how he visited Tommy and Dream killed him. He came back to see Mexican Lâmanburg. He found a way to come down here.
- George and MD reach the place where Mexican Lâmanburg used to be. Theyâre confused. Where is it?Â
- Mexican Dream shouts at George -- where is Mexican Lâmanburg? George insists he thought it was there. Bad says George destroyed it while sleep-mining, or at least someone who looked like George.
- George asks, what if it was Bad? Niki vouches for Bad, she doesnât think it was him. Mexican Dream is heartbroken. He doesnât have much time down here. The timer already went off. He doesnât know how long he has left.
- Bad says the person looked like Quackity, but with different clothes. Mexican Dream doesnât know who Quackity is. George does, but he doesnât know where Quackity lives.
- Mexican Dream sees Lâmanhole. Heâs shocked, but MD doesnât care. He made Mexican Lâmanburg because he hated Lâmanburg. He was going to do it eventually himself anyways.
- They go to Quackityâs old house underneath Karlâs. MD tells them to leave the room while he inspects.
- George wonders why he smells smoke. They run back in to see MD lighting Quackityâs room ablaze. MD tells George to find out where Quackity is, or else. He then disappears.
- Badboyhalo says this might be a good thing, actually. Quackity has been rebelling against the Egg for so long, he had this coming. Niki is upset. She vouched for Bad, and now heâs happy that Quackityâs house is gone?
- They ask if Bad was trying to frame Quackity. Bad says that he can tell Quackity that this is what happens when you double-cross the Egg.Â
George:Â âThe Egg has actually messed you up. Can you even hear what youâre saying?!â
- Bad says theyâre both coming with him. Theyâll take a little trip to see the Egg. George asks why heâs acting like this. Niki whispers to George that maybe this is good, maybe they can find out whatâs going on.
- Bad tells George that, anything he could possibly want, the Egg can give it to him. If Quackity asks what happened to his house, they have to lie to him and say that the Egg did it.
- DreamXD joins the game and greets them. They explain whatâs going on.
- DreamXD tells George that he heard that yesterday, George made a deal with the devil and lost, so he kills Badboyhalo. The world is at balance now.
- He tells George that the stuff is his now, but George hesitates, wondering if itâs infected. Bad grabs the stuff back before George can take it.
- DreamXD returns to George, telling him that he gave him a chance at full Netherite. George asks for another chance, but DreamXD refuses. When George insists, DreamXDâs voice distorts.
George:Â âWhat happened to your voice?â
DreamXD:Â âYou try and abuse my kindness -- I save you?! I save you, I give you full Netherite, you throw it away then you ask me for MORE!â
George:Â âI thought it was -- I thought it was fine?â
DreamXD:Â âOh, itâs so fine, itâs fine -- everythingâs fine! Itâs all just a game to you, George!â
George:Â âI donât know if I like this, DreamXD.â
DreamXD: (normal)Â âOh, ok.â
- Niki asks if heâs sure heâs awake right now. George gets annoyed at Enderman sounds everywhere. He asks why DreamXD is acting like this.
- DreamXD says he doesnât come here very often. George points out that he comes here a lot when George is here. DreamXD explains that George invited him. DreamXD doesnât want to scare George. It just comes out sometimes.
Dream:Â âGeorge, itâs me, Dream!â
George:Â âDream? ...Dream?â
DreamXD:Â âHm...heâs gone.â
- George says he would rather be with Bad and the Egg at this point. DreamXD starts to chase him.
George:Â âDream?â
DreamXD:Â âWhoâs Dream?â
- DreamXD laughs and says heâs not going to hurt George.
- George asks what DreamXD wants. DreamXD says he simply wants Georgeâs acceptance. He wants to be Georgeâs friend.Â
George:Â âI canât even hit you. Whatâs wrong with you? And now youâre flying.â
DreamXD:Â âIâm god.â
- George tells DreamXD to prove it by giving him the best armor in the world.
DreamXD:Â âYou really try and abuse me again.â
George:Â âNo, weâre friends, weâre friends! This is what friends do, they give each other gifts.â
DreamXD:Â âAll friends beg each other for stuff?! Apologize!â
- George apologizes. DreamXD forgives him.Â
DreamXD:Â âI mean, at least you donât try and like, hunt me or something.â
...
George:Â âDream. How do we just go back to normal?â
DreamXD:Â âWhat do you mean?â
George:Â âHow do we fix this? Youâre being --â
DreamXD:Â âIâm not Dream...Iâm not Dream. Sort of. Iâm a part of him.â
George:Â âYou look like Dream.â
- DreamXD gives George some diamonds. George asks what to make.
DreamXD:Â âWhatever your heart desires.â
- George gets a holy spoon. They see Badboyhalo approach. DreamXD shouts at him and scares Bad off.
- They do it again, George aiming to troll Bad. But DreamXD gets a bit morbid. George says he doesnât think DreamXD should have done that, but DreamXD thought it was a fun prank.
- They go over to Karlâs Harry Potter home and descend into the wedding chapel. DreamXD doesnât understand what heâs doing wrong.
- George gets frustrated by the Endermen sounds again. DreamXD wants to learn. He doesnât know when things are too far because he isnât like George.
- George then teaches DreamXD to apologize to Bad, then suggests they prank Niki. Instead, DreamXD scares her away too.
- They pull a harmless prank on Niki in Church Prime, but Niki didnât find it very funny. DreamXD asks if Niki would like to see a magic trick. He makes her âdisappearâ by killing her. DreamXD brings her back. He says he sent her to Hell and brought her back into the church.Â
- Niki tells George good luck with him and then runs away. George says heâs done.Â
DreamXD:Â âWhy are you giving up on me?â
George:Â âYouâre scaring me.â
DreamXD:Â âI donât wanna--â
George:Â âI just want to go back and eat my food like I used to, you know, back to the old times, farming my food, all in peace, where I donât have to worry about you killing people, being weird...â
DreamXD:Â âBut youâre giving up on me!â
George:Â âIt just doesnât look like youâre making an effort. I donât know. Iâm sorry, but...it looks bad on me, you know?â
DreamXD:Â âWell...well Iâm sorry...â
- DreamXD says George can teach him. He makes a pun about axes. Heâs learning!
- DreamXD asks for forgiveness. George asks whatâs in it for him.
DreamXD:Â âI can give you your heartâs desires.â
- He doesnât know whatâs in it for George, but asks for George to just forgive him. George says that heâll forgive DreamXD and give him a chance only if he gives George Netherite armor and tools.
DreamXD: âWe can be powerful together! You can teach me, and I can teach you! I can teach you so many things!â
- George says heâll be his friend if DreamXD gives the things to him. DreamXD insists on forever. George has to promise.
George agrees. Forever. DreamXD says if heâs lying, he will tear George limb from limb. They will be the best of friends!
- DreamXD gives George the Netherite. DreamXD puts on his Ender Dragon head. They will remember this moment. They take a celebratory picture.
- George posts it on Twitter. (DreamXD doesnât like Twitter because they cancel him for murder)
- DreamXD says he will see George another time and disappears.
- George goes off on his own, wondering why he keeps hearing Endermen where there arenât any.
- A sentient anthropmorphic cow version of Quackity visits George in the spider spawner and shows him a dog in the floor named Pluto, then starts talking to George about Yeezys
- George notices the cow is holding a...scuffle rock? Cow Quackity says goodbye and George wakes up in his bed at Spawn again.
He has everything DreamXD gave him.
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Jaune: Zero to Hero
Pyrrha: It's not about why; it's about knowing. Understanding dark and light helps us manifest our Aura. Everyone has some of both.
Knowledge, Creation and Destruction all lead up to Aura. This is just another way to say that they lead up to individuality, which is something Grimms lack:
Pyrrha: They are creatures of Grimm, the manifestation of anonymity.
Individuality is conveyed through Choice. This is why Choice is the most important and final gift. It is symbolic of self-actualization, which is what our characters are pursuing in their coming of age story.
Jauneâs personal arc comments the groupâs collective journey and marks each stage very clearly.
In which way does it happen? And what do these stages mean for Jauneâs growth as an individual?
THE IGNORANT WARRIOR
Pyrrha: Jaune, do you... know what Aura is?
Jaune: Psch! Of course I do! Do you know what Aura is?
Jaune is introduced as inexperienced and ignorant. He lacks combat experience and knows nothing about key concepts like Aura, Landing Strategy or Semblances.
His journey starts because Pyrrha shares her knowledge with him:
She awakens his aura, his very soul and later on trains him, so she helps his body get stronger:
In other words, Pyrrha is the one who puts Jaune on the right path to become a true âheroâ and a âwarriorâ.
This is Jauneâs objective since the beginning, but he initially pursues it in the wrong way:
Jaune: I don't want help! I don't want to be the damsel in distress! I want to be the hero!
He is fixated on an idea of hero which is outdated and has its root in toxic masculinity:
Jaune: Cause this is always what I've wanted to be! My father, my grandfather, and his father before him were all warriors! They were all heroes! I wanted to be one, too. I was just never good enough.
This is why symbolically Jaune wants to be like his male ancestors. He wants to grow into âa real manâ:
Cardin: Let's see how much of a man you really are...
And this is conveyed also through his Weapon:
Jaune: It's a hand-me-down. My great-great-grandfather used it to fight in the war.
Jaune did not forge his own Weapon, but he inherited it. Crocea Mors initially represents the legacy he wants to live up to. However, this legacy, instead of driving him, slows him down because he canât grow until he remains in his ancestorsâ shadow. Jaune needs to develop his own individuality instead.
In order to do so, he needs to grow not only as a figther, but as a person too.
As a matter of fact, Jauneâs ignorance is not only limited to the world he has stepped into, but also to the people around him:
Jaune: That's easy for you to say. You've probably got guys clamoring over each other just to ask you out.
Pyrrha:Â You'd be surprised.
He is so self-focused that he does not notice othersâ feelings and hurts them unintentionally.
However, Pyrrha teaches him once again:
Pyrrha:Tell her exactly what you said. No ridiculous schemes, no pick-up lines. Just... be honest.
 It is thanks to her that Jaune manages to become a better man:
He is even able to call Neptune out the way Pyrrha did with him:
Jaune: Then just go talk to her. No pickup lines, no suave moves, just be yourself. I've heard that's the way to go.
And as a result, even Jauneâs relationship with Weiss gets better:
Weiss: You said you were embarrassed at first. What made you come talk to me?
Neptune: You're looking at him.  You got some good friends looking out for ya.
Because the girl realizes Jaune is not only after her money or her romantic attention:
Weiss: All my life, boys have only cared about the perks of my last name.
But wants to genuinely be a good friend to her.
In short, Jaune starts the story as immature both as a fighter and as a person to the point that he is considered unfit and annoying by other characters:
Glynda: I don't care what his transcripts say. That Jaune fellow is not ready for this level of combat.
However, thanks to Pyrrha, he is given the chance to mature.
Not only that, but while other characters see a weakness and a nuisance in Jauneâs ignorance and inexperience, Pyrrha sees it as a possibility:
Weiss:Â Jaune, is it? Do you have any idea who you're talking to?
Jaune: Not in the slightest, snow angel.
Weiss: This is Pyrrha.
It is specifically because Jaune is new to Pyrrhaâs world that he is free from bias:
Pyrrha:Â That's what I like about you. When we met, you didn't even know my name. You treated me just like anyone else. And thanks to you, I've made friendships that will last a lifetime. I guess, you're the kind of guy I wish I was here with. Someone who just saw me for me.
This is why Pyrrha feels she can forge a genuine bond with Jaune. What is more, the girl has faith in his potential:
Pyrrha: It's all right. I used my Aura to unlock yours, but the energy that protects you now is your own. You have a lot of it.
She sees in him what others do not and helps him develop both as a man and as a warrior.
This is well highlighted by the metal motif the two characters share.
As @hamliet explains here Rwby has several characters linked to the seven metals of alchemy.
The goal of alchemy is to create gold thanks to a process of refiniment that purifies the metal and has it go through several transformations.Â
The seven metals are nothing, but a scale that goes from the heaviest and most raw metal (lead) to the most purified (gold) passing through the others (tin, iron, copper, mercury, silver).
For a story, it simply means that a character goes through a process of change that leads to self-actualization.
In Rwby this idea is conveyed through specific characters embodying a metal (Ironwood, Penny, Mercury) or even thanks to metal motifs commenting a specific part of a character arc.
For example, Yang is associated with gold:
I am the golden one Who burns just like the sun
But Adam takes her arm away and has her regress in the scale of metals to iron. This regression is not simply physical, but psychological as well:
However, Yang re-affirms herself and moves forward. The first step of this process is to symbolically make her new arm âgoldâ again:
When it comes to Jaune, I think that he may be the character associated with lead aka the âprima materiaâ that needs to be molded into gold. Even if this is not true, metal is at least definately still a motif in his arc, as it is in Pyrrhaâs. This is why both characters wear metal armors, differently from others.
Pyrrha is already close to her self-actualization and she reaches it in the climax of the Vale arc, where she completes her (tragic) arc and dies a Maiden.
This is why her armor is gold, while Jauneâs is white and gray. Pyrrha is at the top of the metal scale and close to the end of her journey, while Jaune is respectively at the very bottom and at the very beginning.
He is the embodyment of the prima materia that has potential for greatness, but only if he is rightly guided and if he himself works hard.
Pyrrha takes over herself the duty to help Jaune mold himself.
This is underlined also by Pyrrhaâs semblance:
Pyrrha: Well, Ruby has her speed, you have your glyphs. My Semblance is polarity.
Pyrrha can control and bend metals and she shows her power for the first time when she helps Jaune against the Ursa, so that he can overcome his self-issues.
So, Jaune starts the story as the lead and is going through a path of self-refinement which will lead him to become gold, so more similar to Pyrrha herself.
Pyrrha offers him the basic knowledge to start this journey, but unluckily leaves him too soon and now Jaune has to move forward on his own.
THE CREATIVE AVENGER
Pyrrha: I want you to know that I'm just happy to be a part of your life. I'll always be here for you, Jaune.
Even after Pyrrhaâs death, this stays true:
Blacksmith: That was some fine metal you brought me. Accents the white nicely. Where'd you get it from?
Pyrrha has become a part of Jaune.
This is a recurring motif in Rwby:
Penny: I wonât be gone, Iâll be part of you.
It is the idea that grieving is a process that leads to acceptance, but also to integration with a lost one. It is a way to have the deceased keep on living through the survivors.
In Jaune and Pyrrhaâs case, this is conveyed through Pyrrhaâs metal being used to enrich Jauneâs Weapon.
As stated by Ruby:
Ruby: Just weapons? They're an extension of ourselves! They're a part of us! Oh, they're so cool.
Weapons are symbolic of the self, just like Semblances.
What is more, Weapons and Semblances are also a declination of the dychotomy of body and soul, presented by the series.
Weapons are wielded by bodies, while Semblances are a materialization of the soul.
In other words, Pyrrhaâs gold becoming a part of Jauneâs Weapon is symbolic of Jauneâs first step in a painful process that will lead him to overcome his partnerâs death and to inherit Pyrrhaâs legacy.
Jaune must keep on learning from Pyrrha and become more like her. As noted by @hamlietâ, this is symbolized also by Jauneâs design aquiring more golden details as he goes on in his journey:
Jaune:Â Guess I was going to grow out of it eventually.
Ren: A sign of progress.
Jaune: Progress.
That said, grieving is not easy and Jaune must struggle with much pain and negative feelings.
This is why the changes he makes to Crocea Mors are finalized to increase its attack power:
It is because Jaune feels anger over Pyrrhaâs death and wants revenge.
In the Battle of Haven he gives in to his fury and tries to kill Cinder. He is trying to superficially imitate Pyrrhaâs sacrifice:
Jaune:Â If I die buying them time, then it's worth it. They're the ones that matter.
However, he is not doing it out of bravery or necessity, but out of recklessness and self-hate. This is why his actions lead to this:
Once again, Jaune risks to lose another loved one:
Jaune: No, no, no, no, not again! Weiss, c'mon, please!!
However, this time he is able to save Weiss thanks to his Semblance:
Jaune: My Semblance?
Nora: How else do you think you're healing her, dummy?
Jaune gives up on using his Weapon to fight and chooses to use his Semblance to cure. He chooses soul over body and Creation over Destruction.
At the same time, Jauneâs activation of his Semblance is meaningful on two levels:
Jaune: No. I don't think I'm healing her. Our Aura heals our bodies. It feels... it feels more like I'm using my Aura to amplify hers!
Nora: Wait, aren't you worried about running out?
Jaune: Pyrrha once told me I've got a lot of it. I still believe her.
First of all, Jauneâs Semblance is rooted in the idea that people heal themselves. His power is not to cure others, but to amplify othersâ auras, so that they can become stronger and can heal. It is about bringing out the best in others. It is a power fit for a leader, but also an ability symbolic of Jauneâs own process of healing. He can heal himself through helping others to heal.
Secondly, Jauneâs Semblance is in itself a nod to Pyrrha. Pyrrha used her own aura to awake his and Aura Amp is simply an evolution of this idea. It is not about activating othersâ auras, but it is a power that lets Jaune share his. It also makes good use of something Pyrrha noticed immediately aka Jauneâs huge quantity of aura.
In other words, Jaune ends up acting like Pyrrha in the Battle of Haven, but not because he fights Cinder, but because he shares his gift with others, just like Pyrrha did with hers.
Pyrrha is a part of Jaune both in body (Crocea Mors) and soul (Aura Amp), but Jaune must still truly understand what this means.
He makes progress in Lost:
Red-Haired Woman: She understood that she had a responsibility... to try. I don't think she would regret her choice, because a Huntress would understand that there really wasn't a choice to make. And a Huntress is what she always wanted to be.
This is the essence of Pyrrhaâs sacrifice. Jaune comes to understand it and chooses to make a similar choice together with his team:
Jaune: I think... I think she knew she wasn't going to win. That she might not come out alive. But... she also knew she was the only one that could try.
Ren: So she did.
Nora: Maybe we should too.
Jaune: Yeah, we should.
In this way, it will be as if Pyrrha were fighting together with them:
Nora: Pyrrha may not be by our side anymore, but we can fight like she is.
Jaune: And in a way... she will be.
Jaune tries to overcome his anger and his sadness for Pyrrhaâs death in order to keep fighting like she did.
So, once again he chooses this:
Ruby: I wanted to protect my friends.
Maria: Precisely! It is the desire to preserve life which fuels the light inside you. And to make no mistake, it is light. Preservation is an extension of creation, or, at the very least, an enemy of destruction. The Creatures of Grimm were made by the God of Darkness, but your light comes from his brother.
He chooses to protect life and this is the essence of Creation.
Once he confirms this choice, he is free to explore Creationâs potential and he does so in the land of Creation itself, Atlas.
He strengthens his shield instead of his sword:
And he trains his Semblance:
Oscar: Nice, your recovery is getting faster.
This all leads him to become stronger psychologically:
Ren: Him on the other hand... There's no fear at all. I can see it, he believes we're going to get this done.
That said, Jaune starts meeting limits to his new found strength rooted in Creation:
Jaune: Ah, sorry. No matter how much I boost you, they wonât go away.
Jaune: Did... I stop the virus?
Penny: No. Itâs still there.
Jauneâs way to move forward is to heal himself through healing others. Still, what to do when this is not possible?
THE DESTRUCTIVE HEALER
Penny: No⌠thereâs not enough time to heal meâŚ
Penny: But there is something you can doâŚ
What happens in Atlas is an inversion of Haven.
Penny pushes Jauneâs Semblance away and touches Crocea Mors.
Jaune is asked to give up on healing her and to speed up her death instead. He is asked to choose his Weapon (body) over his Semblance (soul) and Destruction over Creation.
This marks the characters entering the Destruction phase:
Leaving Creation (Penny) behind.
For Jaune, this means that his own self image that he has worked so much to build and to make his own:
And that has been enriched in Anima thanks to Pyrrha...is shattered:
At the same time, he is once again put in a similar spot as Pyrrha:
They both become unwilling agents of Pennyâs death because of Cinder (and Emerald and Mercury in the first case):
Pyrrha: Ruby, I... I'm so sorry.
Ruby: Me too. But it wasn't your fault.
Jaune: She's right. Whoever was on that microphone... they're the ones that did this. And we have to make sure they don't take anyone else.
So Jauneâs journey to integrate with Pyrrha, to understand her and her struggle continues.
What now?
It is too soon to say because we have yet to properly start our journey through Destruction and what it is about.
That said, there are two things that are worth highlighting. The first is a motif Rwby is following, while the second is a general theme found in many stories.
1) As @hamlietâ has stated in many metas and as I have written here, Rwby is an alchemical story. Alchemical stories are usually marked by three important deaths. Each death is symbolically linked to a color. They are usually black, white and red. However, sometimes there can be yellow instead of the white or the red. This is the case here, where a resonant death is the yellow death aka Pennyâs.
It is a death that happens while the characters are surrounded by yellow:
And it happens through a weapon called âYellow Deathâ (Crocea Morsâs meaning). So, it is really not subtle. Pennyâs death is meant to mark an important passage for our protagonists, just like Pyrrhaâs one (the black death).
2) It is common in stories that deal with healers to explore the concept of death as well.
The basic idea is that a healer is a person meant to cure. That said, they will meet people impossible to cure and that will die on their watch. This is an unescapable truth a true healer must live with.
Letâs highlight this theme is found in works very different for genre and culture.
Letâs have two examples.
Scrubs aka an American comedy about doctors deals with this theme multiple times. In many episodes the characters must simply accept they canât save a life, but must still not lose hope and keep on living themselves.
Yosano from the manga BSD says so:
Her backstory explores the link bewteen life and death further since it is shown that a power that cures fatal wounds can be used to cheapen life itself:
It is too soon to say if Rwby will explore a similar theme, but the fact that Jaune, (the healer) is the one that has to speed up Pennyâs death might be a very powerful and poignant choice. This is true especially because Rwby does not refuse Destruction (and so does not refuse death), but presents it as a principle equal to Creation (so as a part of life).
THE CHOOSING HERO
Jauneâs arc is about living Pyrrhaâs death over and over again with different scenarios and outcomes. This happens so that in the end he can finally overcome it.
So far, it has happened three times and each time has been in the climax of an important battle.
The Battle of Beacon has him witness powerlessly to Pyrrhaâs death (lack of knowledge and passivity).
The Battle of Haven has him saving Weiss (creation).
The Battle of Atlas has him killing Penny (destruction).
What is more, every time Jaune becomes more proactive and conscious of what he is doing.
In Beacon he has no idea of what is happening. He works with little information and things happen to him without him being able to do anything.
In Haven his actions lead to Weiss being in danger, but he manages to save her. That said, he does not do it consciously. He unlocks his Semblance because of emotional stress. It is an unconscious choice and not a conscious one.
In Atlas he makes a specific conscious choice, but it is a choice that is forced on him because of external circumstances. It is also a choice that is meant to challenge and temporally break him.
In other words, he is slowly and painfully approaching Choice aka self-actualization. Right now, he has to face the consequences of Pennyâs death, but this will probably lead him to finally enter the Choice stage and to complete his arc by becoming a âheroâ aka gold (probably).
At the same time, this final choice will also be about healing and overcoming grief. It will be the final integration with Pyrrha and him being able to honor her legacy.
After all, we have been told from the beginning what Pyrrhaâs fate would have been. Weâve just failed to notice:
Pyrrha: For it is in passing that we achieve immortality. Through this, we become a paragon of virtue and glory to rise above all, infinite in distance and unbound by death. I release your soul, and by my shoulder protect thee.
June and Pyrrhaâs bond is eternal and she is meant to be the key character in Jauneâs arc. It is only through confronting and finally overcoming her loss that Jaune can finally self actualize and become the person Pyrrha has always known he could be. Pyrrha will symbolically be with him in this struggle. Her memory will protect and inspire him.Â
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Robin Jason, a friend and ally of the Titans.
PART 2.
Hi! Welcome to Part 2 of this post, as I said in the last one, I will be talking about Robin Jasonâs moments and not reviewing the issues from a story point of view but I think I will have to give a little more context in this one because honestly I am a little lost with this particular storyline, there is too much going on and Jason isn't part of many pages so yeah, I hope this post isn't too boring or bad though.
I will link part 1 Here!
Letâs begin!
¡        NTT (1884) #26-28
In my last post I talked about how Jason would be called by Donna to help the Titans save Dick and Raven from Brother Bloodâs people. We start #26 with Mother Mayhem giving a public speech on television. What you have to get from this is that this cult is using the image of the two Titans/Heroes (Nightwing and Raven) that they captured as propaganda for their intentions, their intentions being resurrecting Brother Blood and making the world believe that they are good people. Obviously, Dick and Raven are not there because they are supportive of their cause, they were both brainwashed.
In this issue the Titans team that had fallen apart in issue #19 is back, so we find Donna, Beast boy, Cyborg, Joey and Wally together once more and they are trying to figure out what to do because they have two problems, on one hand Beast Boyâs father is killing people and captured Garth and on the other a whole ass cult is doing cult-y shit and captured Dick and Raven. In the end they choose to go save Dick and Raven first but they do it because Beast Boy says this âIâŚdonât know. I canât say what we should do. We need Dick hereâŚheâs a tactician. We need him as out leaderâ. Never in my life would I have thought that I would agree with beast boy but yeahâŚhard agree.
Donna understands that even though the team is (mostly) back on its feet they still need more firepower and thatâs why she calls Jason. While it was kinda rude of Cyborg to say that Jason is not all that (in terms of firepower) any kind of tension is quicky gone because Starfire comes back (talk about firepower).
We have various moments of Beast Boy being a perv towards Kory (thanks a lot Marv) but thatâs not important, whatâs important is that now the Titans have to tell Kory that Dick has been captured and they are on their way to save him.
They all leave to Zandia (where Brother Bloodâs Church is located) and a fight ensues as soon as they arrive, they fight but their goal is to get to the Church as fast as possible. Jason doesnât say anything in these panels but he is fighting alongside the others. When things get a bit more complicated Jason starts to feel that maybe he isnât that capable of handling himself but he doesnât have to do anything by himself because this time he has a team that can back him up. Kory gives him a lift as soon as Jason is surrounded, he is of course thankful and a little bit pervy (thanks a lot Marv).
Kory is shot just after she gets him out of trouble and Jason as the adorable kid that he is becomes worried for her well-being. After Beast Boy is also injured in the fight the Titans decide to leave back to camp. Thankfully both Kory and BB are okay but they are all still worried about how they will get to the Church. We see here once more Donna being a bit overwhelmed with leading the Titans and beating herself up over what happened in Switzerland (#20 and #21) but Jason reassures her instantly that she did a good job and she doesnât need to be so hard on herself.
This interaction here is particularly nice because Jason reassures Donna without her asking for it. In my last post Donna looked for reassurance in Robin several times but she didnât do it because she actually wanted Jason to give his thoughts, she did it because she was hoping Jason would act like Dick and eventually take over the teamâs leadership. Here that isnât the case, Jason just tells her what he thinks.
After Donna talks about her doubts Kory says that she is impatient and worried about Dick but also expresses being unsure because the last time that she saw Dick they kinda left things off on âbad termsâ. I say this because just like it happened with Jason and Roy, Jason and Kory also have differences, she is a grown and experienced woman that is going through adult problems and Jason is a kid that is just happy that he was called to join them on another adventure.
If we back a few panels to when Jason said that Kory âwas a sight for sore eyesâ Kory responds saying âfirst Changeling, now you. Itâs got to be pubertyâ, she is obviously not pleased about Jason making that comment about her and itâs also made clear that he is just a teenager.
This is where I rant about how different what we see here is from what we get later in New 52. Just like Roy (in New 52) Kory is also seemingly very close or the same age as Jason and she is the one that is written as wanting to take Jason to bed or, at the very least, attracted to him. Kory being an adult in comparison with Jason is taken away from her and she is just transformed into something to fit Jasonâs new beginning as the Red Hood. Lobdell didnât do Kory any favours, he annihilated her character and made her out to be just eye candy that can come off as stupid and way too reckless just to prop Jason up, believe it or not Jason sometimes was the voice of reason to both Roy and Koryâs antics.
Itâs even worse when you consider the fact that in this issue Kory is feeling better and more confident because she finally understands what she wants and has accepted Earth as her real home, all of that is gone in New 52, Kory is lost, insecure, she even depends on Jason a bit too much at the start (because she âdidnât rememberâ her time on earth or Dick) and goes back to killing. All in all, Lobdellâs version of Kory was very damaging and a disservice to her past history.
Back to the issue, as Donna and the others are going to start coming up with a plan (with only two days until resurrection day) we move scenes and find ourselves in a meeting where people are complaining about the Titans messing up their plans, but that is not what matters, apparently the people in that meeting wanted to âsummon the Brotherhoodâ and here is where we are introduced to the person who will make the Titansâ lives a little more complicatedâŚTwister. She is one of the people that were victims to Brother Bloodâs brainwashing and experiments.
In the next page we see the Titans resting but Cyborg is awake so thanks to that he hears someone coming straight to them, here Kory takes the lead and she says once more that she will not kill whoever that is, that she canât and wonât do that anymoreâŚI wonder if Lobdell ever read these issues, maybe not.
The attacker was Twister and in seconds she twists the Titansâ reality and leaves them all incapacitated. She then goes to look for and recruit the Brotherhood of Evil. While she did that though the Titans slowly made their way back to the city and are now getting ready to attack. Donnas plans as we soon find out donât include Jason as one of their front line fighters, in fact he has to be left behind as back up.
Jason is not very happy about this; he is the boy wonder! But because itâs the plan and the Titans are experienced, he decided to stay put (at least for now). Its funny to me that even Beast Boy calls Jason a kid. What is sad from these panels is obviously the last thing that Jason says âI canât wait until I am sixteen!â. I mean, this issue came out exactly two years before Jasonâs death, there was no way they could have seen that coming but yeah, itâs just sad. Jason really was in a better and happier place around this time, little did he know everything would turn upside down after a while. Â
The rest of the Titans fight, Donna starts to feel like she is finally in control and that she is doing a great job at keeping the Titans together, Kory is having her inner turmoil about Dick but she is doing her job and when she decides to go help Cyborg and Joey they come across the Brotherhood of Evil. This is where #26 ends.
Issue #27 starts with a very difficult fight for Kory, Cyborg and Joey, it ends with Kory injured, Joey captured and with Cyborg thrown off a window. The only one of them that Donna, Beast Boy and Jason are able to save is Kory.
The Titans that re left have to retreat and find a place to recover, Jason is very silent all the time but Donna and Kory are the ones that are having interesting talks, they have to find out where the Brotherhood has Joey and Cyborg and their time to save Dick and Raven is running out but if they donât save the others they might die. Itâs a complicated situation and they are both impatient but Donna tells Kory this âDick would be the first to tell you to plan first, attack laterâ, I bring this up because nowadays its very common for fanon and current writers to think of Dick as someone that doesnât plan, that doesnât think before jumping. Even Beast boy called him a tactician, I know this is a Jason post but its also a post about how characterizations are also kinda destroyed. Dick has suffered a lot from mischaracterization so its nice to go back to these stories and see that what we think Dick should be now isnât something that we once imagined but something that mas modified or taken away from him either by fanon or current writers.
After the Titans decide to wait for the storm to pass to go looking for Joey and Cyborg, we actually see that Cyborg is in the city looking for shelter, he is injured and as he falls unconscious we meet a couple that decides to save him. Back to the Titans once more we have Jason say that the storm that is forming look âlike something out of Ghostbustersâ its then that the Brotherhood makes itself known, they are taunting them and they have roped Joey to the top of the capitol building and they are asking the Titans to surrender or Joey dies.
Its here where Donna takes full control of the Titans and even though she and Kory have different ideas of what to do she says that she is the leader now and what she says gets done. Donna will be in charge of saving Joey while the others will make their way towards the Brother Blood Church to help Dick and Raven.
Before they go their separate ways Jason says this about Donna âWow! I wouldnât wanna be in her shoes for all the garbage pail kid stickers in the world.â I am going to be honest, I had to look those stickers up and all I have to say is what the hell. But I am not here to talk about stickers I am here to talk about how funny its that Jason is being so uninterested about leading a team. Now, donât get me wrong, Jason has the ability to lead, yes, but he is better at leading himself or an operation, we have all read UtRH, we know how well the Red Hood can handle himself and his plans but a team of heroes? Controversial opinion but I think that Jason should have never been given a team and I am talking about Kory and Roy as well as Artemis and Bizarro. Was Rebirth better than New 52? Absolutely. But I just donât see Jason as a leader of a team of heroes and itâs also incredibly repetitive, just because he was Robin doesnât mean that he needs his own team. I know that Robin Jason and Red Hood Jason arenât the same person and that they might think differently but if Lobdell had never come into Red Hood/Jason Toddâs life when he did we might have never seen Jason lead his own team and that to me is proof enough that it should have never happened. I quite enjoyed the Prince of Gotham storyline in Red Hood: Outlaw, he didnât have a team but he had an operation going on and people working FOR him not WITH him. In my opinion thatâs better for Jason (if you would like to see me review that storyline let me know).
There is a lot happening story wise and I am finding it more and more difficult to continue talking about Jasonâs moments here without giving context so I am going to resume what happened between Donna leaving to save Joey and Jasonâs next appearance in this issue. Here we go, Brain tells Monsieur Mallah that he decided to âhelpâ Twister take down the Titans because he wants to use Brother Bloodâs Blood Pool because he is dying, Twister goes back to her familyâs home and we get to see how brainwashed she is, her family is shocked to see her and they are also the ones that took care of Cyborg while he was unconscious, Cyborg leaves to find the Titans but Twister sees where he left to, she tells the Brotherhood where he might have gone to but protects her family by not telling them that they were the ones that protected Cyborg in the first place and Donna was able to save Joey. I think that was everything.
We see Jason again when he is just outside Brother Bloodâs Church with Kory (who is giving him a lift) and Beast Boy. But because life canât be easy for them the Brotherhood of Evil teleports there and a fight ensues. Kory takes the lead and Jason gets to work.
Kory praises Jason for his work here not because she canât do anything but because she is seeing that a kid is doing an excellent job. Make no mistake, she is the one with experience but she is nice and gives credit when its due.
Cyborg arrives and the fight continues. We see Beast Boy warning Jason about some of the villainsâ powers and Jason being the excellent Robin that he is pays attention and escapes Plasmusâ touch.
I might not think that Red Hood is a team player but Robin Jason absolutely is, and the Titans are nice and care for his safety.
While all of this was happening, Cyborg had made his way to the Church and there he gathers all kinds of information including the location of Brother Bloods main Church in the US. He also makes the alarms sound so everyone leaves because he set up the Church to blow up. Somewhere else Monsieur Mallah is threatening to kill Brain after the later insults him again. And there is where this issue ends.
In issue #28 Jason and the rest of the Titans appear after several pages of Mother Mayhem being a creep, Azrael the angel rising and trying to resurrect Brother Blood through the power of prayers, people watching the live broadcasting of the event and Dick trying to break free from his own head but as soon as he does it Mother Mayhem brainwashes him right away.
The Titans are back in their tower where we see Wally again but that is not all, Frances Kane and Robotman come in too. After all the people who are willing to fight get together the Titans make their way to Brother Bloods Church.
Itâs in the jet with Wally that we see Jason and this time he gets to talk too! Jason is talking about how much braver the Titans are compared to him but Wally calms him down by saying that even though he has been doing this for a while he is also scared.
The fact that Jason joined the Titans on another adventure without mentioning it to Bruce is funny to me, he was probably so happy that Donna called him again! Maybe Jason was more bored of being with the Bat than he let on and maybe he didnât feel appreciated enough or heard. I also like to think that Donna got Jasonâs number through Dick, like do you remember that Dick gave Jason his number if he ever wanted to talk shit about the Bat with him? What if they did talk and then Dick put Jasonâs number on the Titansâ data base? That would be cool and really sweet!
Jason continues to be a team player and being useful during the fights, he has the Titansâ back as much as the Titans have his.
They fight their way in Brother Bloodâs Church and once there they find a dude called the Confessor with Arella (Ravenâs mother) but he tells the Titans that she is dead. Somewhere else though is where the real trouble is at, between Azrael and Raven, Brother Blood has finally been resurrected.Â
Itâs in the last page where Brother Blood is looking all mighty and powerful that Dick seems to have broken free from his brainwashing once more.
 Thatâs the end of that issue and this part of the post. This one was super difficult to write and itâs even longer than part one, I hope I didnât make it super difficult to read. At some points I felt like I was explaining too much and in others too little. I guess itâs very difficult to show how one character participates in a story without giving context but I just didnât want this post to be too plot heavy.
These issues had some cool Jason moments but the ones in issues #29 to #31 are even better!
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Hey everyone!! I want to take the time to introduce myself because I am pretty new to Tumblr. But if there's any questions you want to ask me, feel free to ask me within my ask box.
I go by the name Powerful_Niya
For those who do not know me.
I am a dark Naruhina writer who originated from Wattpad. I have tons of books on that app. Three finished, two not.
When I first started to write, it was back in 2018. So I have been writing for quite a while. My books contains dark themes, mature but sexy thrilling lemons, and a rollercoaster plot that'll make you both sad and happy at the same time.
My stories are adventurous, naughty, exciting and intriguing and will definitely have you at the edge of your seat.
My stories are:
A Crazy Accident - A dark Naruhina story that's about a young girl, Hinata, who unfortunately gets herself trapped in the hands of an obsessed, mafia crime boss who is hellbent on making her his. No matter if she likes it or not. - This book can be found completed on Wattpad. I have shared the link at the very bottom of my blog, if you're interested. Warning: This book holds forced lemons, dark themes, drugs/drinking, guns, action, fighting, profanity etc. Everything you need to know is listed on Wattpad. Also, a new version of this story will be coming soon on fanfiction.net.
Bound- A sequel to ACA. The after events of the first story. - Won't say too much. Can be found completed on Wattpad. Also contain dark themes and explicit lemons.
The Unknown- This dark Naruhina story is more supernatural which is about a young, popular cheerleader who manages to catch the eyes of a powerful creature from hell. Once their eyes met, her soul was sealed. - This story is also very dark, contains explicit lemons, violence and gore.
Enemies Or Lovers - Now this story is more calmer when it comes to dark themes. It's more lighter, I should say. This one is vampire, werewolf themed. About a forbidden love. It's pretty interesting. I recommend you to check it out. Wattpad has the full version of this story while fanfiction.net and AO3 has the edited version which is honestly better. More chapters will be posted, soon enough.
Naruhina oneshots- Last but not least. I have a book that is full of oneshots of these two adorable characters. Usually I write what comes to my mind but I also get requested oneshots and I tend to write stories for my readers. So if you're interested, you can give me a request and I will surely write it. Just give it to me in my inbox. I'll put you on the list.
Overall I am a pretty nice gal who is very hardworking. I take my writing seriously because it is a passion of mine. I love writing and I also love meeting new people. So I hope we can all be friends. Also don't be shy to contact me or also my anything. I'll surely answer your needed questions.
But I think that wraps up pretty much everything. Hehe. âşď¸đ
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Any thoughts on Zoe so far?
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Hey, I am curious about one thing. What is your opinion about ZoĂŠ Lee? In my opinion, she is better than I expected. She is not just a Mary-Sue (Even though, she is close to being one). I think that this whole âI need to pretend to be someone else to pleasure othersâ kind of interesting, and also, it can be relatable to a lot of people out there. I just think that the pacing could be a little better, but, itâs miraculous, could we expect anything different. Still, I think she became something more than just âThe new beeâ. She has her issues, her struggles, and her insecurities, but, it seems she will work on them. Also, her friendship with Marinette is really nice to see. (Maybe I am imagining things, but, it seems Marinette will finally have a healthy friend). I am also glad they didnât add a ZoĂŠ X Luka scene at the end, as I though they were (like he making a joke and she giggling while blushing).
Seconded about the Zoe/Luka thing. I saw the two in the same shot and had to hold my breath like do not.
Anyway, my opinion of Zoe... sheâs nice. I like nice and soft characters, and I can actually relate to the âI have to pretend to be someone elseâ thing. I also appreciate that her friendship with Marinette is very pure and I like how it went.
My main problem with her is that she has the âsad and richâ character type that I am so, very, extremely tired of. Iâm tolerating it for now but every time she started sulking, I felt less sympathy and more, âgrin and bear it, itâll be over soon.â
I donât think the scene at the end where she made a big sad speech was necessary. She was already sympathetic and the whole thing about being bullied made it just... itâs too much. Iâm bitter that they just used âthey were bulliedâ for sympathy points when Zoe already has Audrey as a mom and Chloe as a half-sister. Adding that she was bullied by mystery people we donât even know was overkill.
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On Zoe, Iâve only just started coming around on her, both because of an artist I adore, and that she reminds me of when I got to college and found âmy people,â and made a bunch of wonderful friends (super small town anon here).
But before âSole Crusherâ actually aired, I was kinda instantly soured on her, because she felt like a consolation prize for Luka, or something. Oh look, a girl with (slightly) colored hair and some punkish style elements, sheâll be _much_ better suited for Luka than Marinette ever was. Esp since sheâs only introduced after they break up.
I mean, I adore Luka beyond description, so on the one hand, I absolutely want him to find happiness with someone (and itâs clear the writers wonât let Lukanette happen, thank god for fanon), but Iâm also still salty about how immediately his relationship with Marinette ended. (I also note that thereâs no obvious new romance option for Kagami, which is unfair)
Only semi-related: canât the poor guy get a new (even just blank!) shirt?
I think all of my followers are with you on this one, mutually fearing Luka/Zoe. Iâm also rolling my eyes fandom-wise because itâll just become the inevitable ship to force Luka into as if to say, âSee?? Heâs paired off with someone else so Marinette canât possibly have him now!â
Iâm already seeing it around and Iâm sighing. Like this is exactly what the narrative wanted, Iâm sure, and thatâs why Zoe has so many similarities to both Luka and Marinette (i.e: making her âmatchâ Luka and giving her enough of traits from the girl Luka fell for).
I agree as well on the whole Kagami thing. The way the side love interests were just shoved to... well, the side, and then here comes this Zoe character and - who knows - maybe another character whoâll have links/traits that Kagami might like?
Sus.
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My ideal YJ season 4, because SOMEONE canât follow directions and stop making unnecessary time skips that no one wants
(This is written with enough salt to fill the fucking Pacific, I swear.)
First off, no time skips!!! Why, you ask? Because we donât fucking need one, thatâs why. I didnât turn on Young Justice because I was hoping it would be about a bunch of thirty-year-old has-beens who arenât even in the superhero game anymore because they canât throw a punch without shattering their hip. For every year that this show skips, my patience thins just a little bit more.
HOWEVER!!! The introduction of the Legion of Superheroes means weâll be getting some time travel shit, right?? Some good olâ time fuckery?? Some timeline shenanigans?? Then how about we get some flashbacks between the past and the future?? Pretty please??? There is no better opportunity to bring back all of the phantoms (literal AND figurative) of the Teamâs past than to do it in a season that is LITERALLY titled âPhantoms.â Show us big milestones from the five years between seasons one and two like Dick becoming Nightwing, Wally and Artemis quitting, when all of the freshmen joined up, etc. Have the season center on linked conflicts between the past, present, and future because this is seriously the PERFECT season to do that! Connect Jasonâs death to his resurrection! Connect Wally and Artemis quitting the hero gig to Wallyâs triumphant return! The possibilities are limitless! And if the writers donât take this golden opportunity for whatever reason, then guess what!! Theyâre dumbasses who just missed a huge opportunity that weâll probably never get again!!!
(Also, let me just say real quick that if Artemis is in a relationship when the season begins, Iâm gonna lose my fucking mind. This is an opinion thing so you donât have to agree, but if she is dating someone to try and âfill the voidâ after Wally which leads to a whole love triangle thing when he comes back, I will break things. Buildings will fall. Trees will be uprooted and yeeted across nations like goddamn Paul Bunyan. Donât fucking do it.)
This one goes without saying by now, but Wally West is going to come back. Thatâs happening. Thatâs gonna be a thing. Iâm almost positive about it, unless of course all of the hints at his return in season 3 were just Voltron-level baiting, which is highly probable at this point. Still, Iâm sticking with my faith that Wally will be back before the season ends. Have him be stuck in the Speed Force. Have him be stuck in the Phantom Zone. I donât care where he comes from, just bring him back home and reunite him with his friends and family, please. Maybe then I can finally rest. (Bonus points if heâs got boosted speed and/or a red and silver Rebirth-style suit!)
Bring in Inertia, AKA Bartâs clone Thad!! I know I had a super good reason for this when @damthosefandomsâ and I talked about it weeks ago, but I honestly forgot all of it. Regardless, I think itâs an excellent idea because Bart deserves the screen time, PLUS heâs already our resident time traveler so why not give him some spotlight in a season all about time travel? And while youâre at it, introduce a wonderfully crafted character who could make the season SO much more interesting, whether he takes Bartâs place in an echo of the mole plot from season one or just as a wild antagonist who is ACTUALLY a teenager like the rest of them. (Looking at you, Lex Luthor and Deathstroke and all of you bad guys who already have gray hair and arenât remotely interesting anymore.) (Okay, that last part was a lie because they are pretty interesting, but still. Give us some younger villains.)
Also I would really like Bart and Ed to be official because. I mean, did you see their interactions in season four?? The whole âVirgil being a seventh wheel which implies that Bart and Ed are a coupleâ thing?? Come on, man.
The Phantom Zone!! Itâs a thing!!! Use it!!!
This one is more wishful thinking than anything, but I would really dig a huge final battle on Apokolips in the season finale. As wild and shocking as the season three finale was, I was expecting a cool battle sequence between those who were under the influence of the anti-life equation and those who werenât that never happened, which made the ending seem a bit...empty. What better setup for a battle sequence than the entire Justice League, Team, Outsiders, and Legion fighting together against Darkseid and his minions? It would be incredible.
JASON TODD!!! OUR FAVORITE PHANTOM WHO IS ALREADY REVEALED TO BE ALIVE!!! In my ideal âUnder the Red Hoodâ arc, they would give us a ton of flashbacks (see??? it fits in perfectly with what I said earlier about bouncing between the past and future!!) to Jasonâs death which probably happened during a Team mission instead of with Batman and Joker since itâs a Young Justice-centric show and all. Then we get to see the Red Hood operating with the Light as their secret weapon or maybe even their new enforcer until, after a whole season of watching the Batfam struggle to bring their wayward son and brother home, he switches sides and fights alongside them in the final battle. Fucking splendid you funky vigilante.
Additionally, a Red Hood arc gives perfect reasoning for some Batfamily content! Let us know what Cass is like and how she joined up as Orphan before season three. And while youâre at it, let Tim get some spotlight too?? Please?? Maybe even give us some Tim/Stephanie content because the writers wouldnât drag out a whole boring breaking-up-but-not-really-because-nothing-actually-happens-there-and-they-get-barely-any-screen-time thing for Tim and Cassie if it wasnât for a good reason. They could show Barbara training Steph to take over as Batgirl, or at the very least have her last scene in the season be of Steph opening a present from Barbara that turns out to be a purple suit with a bat symbol on the chest. It would be spectacular.
And lastly, this one isnât really relevant even though it is, but. I am more than okay with Damian Wayne not being present in this season. Itâs not that I donât love him, which I do. But the kid was an infant last we saw him, and the only way he could become Robin anytime soon is if Dick were like thirty and Iâm Not Here For That. Save Damian for future seasons when you actually need new characters, rather than cramming in a million easter eggs for no reason when you already have a perfectly good main cast right there.
Seriously, Grandon. Iâm fucking begging you here.
#i'm salty okay#seasons one and two gave me high expectations#they were so great that in comparison season three was...............eh#and season four just makes me nervous#young justice#yj#young justice phantoms#young justice season 4#yj season 4#grandon#greg weisman#brandon vietti#dc comics#under the red hood#jason todd#red hood#batfamily#headcanons#thad thawne#inertia#bart allen#kid flash#wally west#artemis crock#dick grayson#nightwing#batman#robin#legion of superheroes#darkseid
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Bio!dad Bruce Day 7-Fashion Show
Marinette laughed as she linked arms with Alix and hurried out of school. Today, the girls had arranged to go out for the evening, and they were insistent that nothing would ruin their fun, even an akuma. As the shorter girls hurried away, Alya watched from where she stood on the steps. When she had transferred, she had hoped that the girl she had made a connection with would become her best friend. Now, as they neared the end of April, she had resigned herself to the fact that she wasnât part of the otherâs inner circle.
Although she was friendly with the entire class, Marinette had quickly proven to be hard to get close to. She had her life out of school, and she had her life in school. They didnât mix.
Unknown to the rest of the school, Marinetteâs birthday was coming up. Every year, she would do something small with Tom and Sabine. Sometimes she would invite a friend over. Mostly, she kept her birthday quiet. The teen knew that if she offered, her class would love to celebrate with her, but she didnât see it as a big deal. three years earlier, Bruce had asked her if she wanted to do anything for her birthday. When she had mentioned that she didnât really celebrate it that much, he had nodded in acceptance. Each year, he flew into Paris and took her out for a day of shopping, an amusement park, or a fancy dinner. This year, he had invited her to join him in Gotham so that her brothers could come along. Since the event earlier in the month, Bruce had been more at ease when talking about many of the things going on in his home city. Now that he knew that Marinette was already entrenched in the hero life that he had been working so hard to keep her out of, he had opened up about the times that the family had vanished during her visits.
When Marinette had eagerly agreed to join him in Gotham, Bruce had asked his daughter of she had any preferences on what they did. The girl, as expected, shook her head and told him to surprise her. As long as they were together, it didnât really matter. Imagine her surprise, when she got home from her late-night movie with Alix, to find her parents waiting for her, both buzzing in excitement.
âMariette! Oh good, we were afraid that you would be out later. Bruce got in contact with us, he is going to fly you our for the entire weekend, instead of just one day!â While the bakers continued to gush about how wonderful it was for Bruce to fly Marinette out for her birthday, the girl paused. Usually, as much as she enjoyed her brothers, they were very upfront with her. When she had asked if they knew what Bruce was planning, they had been cagey. Now, he was flying her out on a Thursday, and bringing her back on a Tuesday? That was a long time considering she still had school.
Later that week as she packed her carry on, the noirette crinkled her nose in concentration. She had been doing the best she could to figure out what it could be, but she still had found nothing on their plans for the next few days. Once she had finished, she plopped the bag next to her suitcase. Whatever her family had planned, she could only hope that she was ready for it.
The next day at school, Marinette rolled her eyes as Alya started to chatter at her. The girl was nice, yes, but Marinette had seen what had happened when she had started to zero in on information. Alya was not likely to let anything go, which sadly, meant that for the sake of her secret identity, Marinette had t keep her distance. When Nino plopped into his seat in front of her, he turned to flash Marinette a grin. âyou ready for your trip, dudette?â Marinette smiled in return,
âSo ready! I finished packing last night, so Maman is going to pick me up at noon. That makes sure I have a little under four hours to get on my plane.â Nino nodded in understanding.
âInternational travel is nothing to mess with. You may be joined by Chloe; she is flying out to visit her mother. Where are you flying into?â
âNew York! They said that they would meet me there, and that we would head back after whatever surprise theyâve been planning.â Nino snickered at his friendâs frustration. It was well known within their friend group that the girl liked to know what was going on so that she could plan accordingly. The last time they had tried to surprise her, Kim had ended up with a broken arm, and Alix had gotten enough blackmail to last a lifetime. It was also pretty common for the girl to refer to her family in vague terms. As much as she trusted her friends, her class was more than willing to dig into her personal life in an attempt to force friendship. Because of this, Marinette tried to keep her personal life a vague as possible. In situations like this, she was grateful that Nino understood what she meant, because Alya had caught onto their conversation and started to ask as many questions as she could. Thankfully, Chloe must have gotten the notice from Nino to rescue her, because the blonde swaggered into the room and made a beeline for the duoâs desk.
âSo, Mari trash, what this I hear about you leaving the country?â while Alya bristled at the name that the heiress had thrown out, Marinette sent her friend a secret smile. Chloe sent her a nod before returning to riling up Alya until Madame Bustier made her way in, effectively shutting down all conversations.
The girls giggled as they hurried through the airport. When they had realized that they were on the same flight, they had agreed to meet up at the airport and wait out the extra time together. As the duo sat there, they chatted and traded pictures, and discussed fashion. When Chloe mentioned that her mother was taking her to meet a ârich client who she wont name. Ridiculous!â Marinette paused. âChloe, thatâs not the only reason that your flying out, right?â the blond gave an undignified snot.
âHonestly Mari, I wish! Sheâs dragging me to her âsecret fashion show for the agesâ as she calls it.â Soon the girls were giggling and discussing the latest trends. When the flight attendants called for first class, the two girls gather their bags and made their way over to the line that was forming. When they had gotten settled (conveniently next to each other, which spoke of manipulation to Marinette, although she refrained from mentioning it to the diva next to her), they each pulled out a book and got ready for their flight. Thankfully, they both made the transatlantic flights enough to know what to expect.
 That evening, when they arrived, the girls hurried to get through security and collect their bags. As they exited the baggage claim, both girls started to scan for their rides. On one side of the airport, was Audrey Bourgeoisâ personal assistant. Next to her stood the stately figure of Alfred Pennyworth. While Marinette threw herself at Alfred in a hug, Chloe nodded to the frazzled looking brunette who had greeted them. The girls hugged and parted ways, promising to meet up on Monday if they didnât see each other before hand.
While Chloe settled in her motherâs penthouse, Marinette was buried in a pile of hugs from her brothers. When they had finally given her room to breathe, her father introduced her to a girl who had been standing nearby. Cassandra (her sister!!) smiled at her and waved shyly. Marinette had sent her a smile worthy of the sun and given the girl a hug in return.
The next morning, the two girls were the first to join Alfred in the kitchen. Was Marinette caught Alfred up on the last few months, she started to help him with breakfast. Cassandra (Cass, Marinette scolded herself) settled on a stool to watch her move through the kitchen with a fluidity that spoke of many, many hours of experience. Once Bruce and they boys had joined them, the group settled at the dining table.
When the food had been cleared up, Marinette turned to her father, âyou know, you made it really hard to pack for this trip, when I had no idea what we are going to do!â Bruce smiled at her ire and easily brushed aside her worries.
âitâs a good thing that weâre going shopping then, isnât it, Marinette?â the way the girls face lit up made Tim snort.
âB, you really shouldnât have said that, now sheâs not going to sit still for the rest of the day.â The teen made a face at the look sent his way and Marinette huffed at her older brother.
âAt least I know how to dress myself nicely without having someone pick my clothes out for me!â Dick sniggered at her response before wincing as she directed her fury his way. âdonât think Iâm ignoring you, Richard.â The man froze, because his sister had used his first name only once and that occasion was not to be brought up unless the world was ending. âyour fashion choices are even worse than Dadâs!â As the family started to argue about the validity of her statements, Marinette slipped away, beckoning for Cassandra (Cass!) to follow her.
Once they were in Marinetteâs temporary room, the girl handed her sister (!!) a small wrapped package. âTim gave me a heads up that there was a new addition to the family, and I wanted to make something for you.â The other girl studied her for a moment before hesitantly ripping the paper. Inside was a small journal that was leather bound and had the name Cass written in an elegant script (A/N Cass is probably the character that I am the least familiar with the origin of. That said, Iâm going to run off the assumption that she is learning to read when she is brought to join n the Wayne family. If I am wrong, lmk, for now, this is what we are vibing with). The quiet girl gave Marinette a tentative hug as a thank you before Tim knocked on the doorframe.
âTime to go, ladies. Your chariot awaits.â Marinate rolled her eyes at their brother while throwing a pair of balled up socks at him.
âWeâre coming, boy genius. Be fearful though, this is the start of an alliance. Soon, maybe ill be able to finally compete against you boys on game night without rigging the games!â Tim spluttered at her declaration as she strode past him. He huffed and hurried after the girls, bemoaning Bruce for making this trip a âfamily affairâ.
Three hours later, Tim and Dick were each carrying handfuls of shopping bags, as the family of five re-entered their temporary living space. The girls were walking together, Marinette explaining some of her ideas for different designs. Alfred smiled at them as they all stood talking together, until an unfamiliar ringtone broke the low ambiance. The brothers looked at each other in confusion, while Bruce raised an eye at his youngest daughter. The girl flushed in embarrassment and dug into her purse for a long moment before pulling out a phone that was very obviously not her own. âhey! Is everything ok?â her immediate switch to French made the others pause and zero in on her conversation. âOh, you caught it. How much damage was there?â A pause and then, âdo I need to- I know Iâm supposed to be on vacation but- oh fine! Leave it on my balcony in the jar, ill take care of as soon as I can.â A beat, and the girl made a face at whatever the person on the other end of the phone said. âstay safe, and call me if you need me, yeah?â once she had hung up, the girl turned back to them with a raised eyebrow. âwhat? Are you saying you donât have a second phone for emergencies?â
The next day, Saturday, was a whirlwind, as Alfred got everyone up and moving by7 am. When asked what was going on by Marinette, the butler simply smiled and moved to lure Dick out of bed. When the family was once again gathered around the breakfast table, Marinette turned to her father and demanded an explanation at the reason for a wakeup call before what she considered âreasonable hoursâ. The man smiled in return, âToday, Marinette, we are going to celebrate your birthday. As promised, this year, the entire fairly will be able to join in.â the girl protested at his declaration.
âwhat was yesterday? I thought that was us celebrating my birthday without going overboard!â Dick laughed at her shock before jumping into the conversation.
âwell, Net, yesterday was part one. Today is part twoâŚand the part that we think youâll like the most.â At her confusion, Tim leaned over from his spot across the dining table, pushing a stack of six tickets towards her,
âwere going to Audrey Bourgeoisâ secret fashion show.â The screech that came from the youngest in the family was well worth the suspense.
As the family approached the hidden venue, Marinette felt excitement bubble up once again. She had spent the day making sure that the entire family was dressed appropriately for the event. Somehow, Bruce had managed to buy a dress on the sly for her, after catching her gazing longingly at it for the duration of their time in the shop. As for the others, for the most part, they had the necessary pieces to put together a look that would be presentable at the secret show. The door was opened once they had handed over their tickets, and the Wayne family were handed a stack of passes that they hurriedly settled around their necks as they were show their way to their seats.
When the catwalk lit up, Marinette sat there, frozen, anticipating the beginning of the show. The lights blacked out, and a spotlight followed the first model on her way towards the middle of the room. Marinetteâs breath caught in shock at the beauty of the coat that was trailing down the runway. As the next model made his way out, Marinette lost herself in the world of fashion.
 After, Bruce turned to the girl and raised an eyebrow, âsoâŚwas this too over the top for your birthday?â the 14-year-old smiled at her father.
âno,â she breathed, âit was perfectâ
whew! that was a long one! obviously, this one is not compleate, but itâs other half is going to be coming soon! any feedback is more than welcome, im going to try to keep these a little longer if i can...
also, what did yâall think of Alya? iâm not her biggest fan, but didnt want to make her a villian?Â
#b!dbwm2020#b!dbwm#miraculous ladybug#maribat#My writing#shit this was supposed to be short#i love Chloe#so she will probably play a bigger role in mari's life#idk where this came from man...
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Hazbin Hotel's Double Plot: Charlie and Angel Dust - Or - Why Charlie and Angel Dust are Both Main Characters (And I love one more than the other)
By: Peggy Sue Wood | @peggyseditorialâ
Welcome to Storytelling Class, everyone. Now, who remembered to brush up on their Shakespeare? No one? Not to worry, Prof. Peggy (not official... yet) is going to explain it all anyway with a bunch of unnecessary questions she plans to answer for you. Ready?Â
Here's a question: What is a double plot?Â
It's a more common occurrence in storytelling than you may think and is sometimes mistaken for subplot though the two are not the same. Shakespeare used double plots in several of his works, though King Lear is the most common example. We generally call a double plot structure that which takes two stories with combined plotlines. The two stories could stand alone but are purposefully combined to depict complex situations mirroring each other, often to comment upon or reinterpret events that transpire in other dramatic situations. "Often this takes the form of relatively minor characters and plotlines doubling events and situations from the 'main' dramatic narrative" (Reinke 1, LINK). The main characters of the "second" plot are often supporting characters in the "main" story and vice-versa, meaning that the main characters in the "main" story may act as supporting characters in the "second" plot.Â
Subplots have entirely different focuses that ultimately guide the main plot, such as on a hero's quest, the hero's party must split into groups to find different items for a magical spell. Following the group that went away from the party in different chapters is an example of a subplot, as this is a subordinate "plots" that serve the progression of the main one. A good indicator of a double plot instead of a subplot is figuring out whether or not the two plots could stand alone.
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John Lithgow, far left, with Clarke Peters in the Shakespeare in the Park production of "King Lear" at the Delacorte Theater. Credit: Sara Krulwich/The New York Times
Using King Lear as an example, our "main" plot features King Lear as the main character of his tragedy, and the "second" plot features  Lord Gloucester in a tragedy mirroring King Lear's story. In both plots, the main characters suffer from their past choices. A more modern example would be that of Netflix's Russian Doll, in which we follow two distinctive main characters suffering from, and traversing, a similar path. We can define them as double plots because splitting the two stories in each work to create separate works with connected characters would still work. (Essentially, the two stories of each work can stand alone--we don't need to know what is happening to Lord Gloucester to get what is going on in King Lear's story. It helps to know that Lord Gloucester's story, but it is not required to understand Lear's story since what will be important to Learâs plot will be revealed to Learâs character later on.)Â
Another example of a double plot structure in a modern work would be that of Hazbin Hotel--let's discuss.Â
We often define a plot by three things. First, the main character; second, the question that said character needs to answer; and, third, the problem(s) that led them to seek an answer to the asked question. In a double plot, you have to answer the first and third questions twice, which we can easily do with Hazbin Hotel.Â
Let's start with Question 1. Who is/are the main character(s)? I've stated that it is Charlie and Angel Dust, but why? Two reasons. The first is how each character is introduced, and the second is that they are both asking the same question, though with different reasons behind it.
In the Prologue/Chapter 1 of the Hazbin Hotel comic, the first character we are introduced to is Angel Dust. He is our introduction into this fictional world, and his story follows the hero's journey narrative making him one of the main characters and defining his story as at least one, if not the main, plot in our double plot structure. Charlie is one of the two main characters for the same reasons. She also appears in that first chapter near the end (just like King Lear, who comes in after Lord Gloucester's introduction), and is beginning a hero's journey of her own. Both their stories ask the same question but have different reasons for seeking the answer.
Beginning with Angel Dust, we see that his story starts in a comfort zone--that zone being a criminal lifestyle shown with him trying to make a deal with some demonic mafioso-looking dudes. We soon find out that he's actually acting out despite appearing comfortable in this kind of situation because he what? Wants something, that's right (I knew you were a smart cookie).Â
When the deal with the mafia-demons doesn't go so well, we see him thrown into a familiar though much worse situation with his abuser and pimp, Valentino. This is our introduction to the main problems in Angel's current life, the issues that are making him want something outside of his comfort zone. To get what he wants, Angel must enter an unfamiliar, perhaps dangerous, territory and adapt to it until he achieves the goal or fails trying, and the person that provides the opportunity for entering the unfamiliar world, the Hazbin Hotel, is Charlie.
With Charlie's introduction at the end of chapter one, we begin seeing her hero's journey unfold. At present (her meeting Angel Dust), she is seen in her comfort zone. She's in a chauffeured limo with her bodyguard girlfriend, comfortably giving money to Angel Dust and acting as a somewhat naive and rather hopeful princess you might find in any fairytale story. She wants something but has yet to enter the unfamiliar situation (at least until episode 1, where Alistar steps in but that's not important right now). This closes the comic, but perfectly sets up the double plot narrative moving forward, thus helping to identify our two main characters.
What fully defines them as the main characters, my second reason for claiming both Angel Dust and Charlie to be one, is that second question we have for defining plot (the question that the main character needs to answer).
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Charlie says that the goal, or question she seeks to answer, is whether or not a sinner can be redeemed once they find themselves in Hell; however, I would argue that the real question is whether or not salvation (preservation or deliverance from harm, ruin, or loss) is possible for Hell's population. Charlie's "redemption" is instead a method to seek the answer to the question rather than the question itself.Â
I argue this because that seems to be the end-goal Charlie is seeking for the citizens of Hell--salvation from being slaughtered on an annual basis. It is also the goal of Angel Dust, who seeks to be saved from his current life through his own hands or by someone else (though he doesn't seem to believe that someone else would help him without costing him something in return). For those of you wondering, Angel seems to be seeking an escape from many things, such as needing to trade sexual favors to his landlord because Valentino doesn't pay him well, an escape from hunger, and potentially other physical dangers.Â
The two are both seeking answers to this question but going about it in somewhat different ways.Â
In a recent video by Diregentleman, Why Angel Dust Should Be The Protagonist In Hazbin Hotel (it's brilliant, btw--a highly recommended watch if you have the time because most all his points are great), he argues that because Angel's story is more compelling and interesting, he should be the main character and while I agree that Angel's story is more compelling to myself as a viewer (just as I felt Lord Gloucester's story was far better than King Lear's parts), I still think Charlie's story worth the focus it is given in tandem with Angel Dust's.Â
WITH THAT CONCLUDED, I want to talk about my favorite character, Angel Dust! The lesson is over--let's nerd out.Â
I have been thinking about this A LOT since Episode 1 came out, and when "Addict" dropped, I was pumped. In October of last year, I uploaded the first draft for the review into the Google file our team shares but had been writing said draft for a long while already, and watching Diregentleman's video pushed me over the edge to scrap the planned post that should have gone up at 7 AM this morning and instead re-write and post this. Because as much as I loath spiders--I LOVE Angel Dust.Â
Gosh, where do I beginâŚ.
Angel has been beaten down to the point that his character is a tad bit all over the place. Is he the villain? Sort of? At least, he comes off as one since he's not working very hard to fulfill his end of the bargain with Charlie and since he is a demon--but he also has qualities that are very much fitting the "redemption" Charlie is aiming for without any prompting. In fact, it's what made him so likable to me before the music video release of "Addict"--which just made me love him more. What do I mean?
Well, in the first episode, we see him just coming back from prostituting himself--a job he appears to be forced to do by Valentino (one of the big-bads of Viziepop's Hell):
Valentino: Did you get my money, Angie Baby?
Angle: I'm wittha John now [sic]. I don't get why this needed to happen so soon after the extermination tho, Boss
Valentino: Just do it. No sass k sugar.
Angle: yes Val
He then buys drugs, which get stolen only to see a large piece of a building fall onto the would-be thief. Is he worried about the thief? No. Angel is only concerned with the drugs. Immediately after that, he joins a turf war with a friend of his, Cherri Bomb, and participates in wrecking what remains of the city from the previous night's purging (when Angels descend upon Hell and kill off a bunch of Hell's populous).
Cherri is his friend, and it is at this moment, we see his first redeeming quality in the animated pilot--a self-sacrificing protective nature for a friend. How? You may ask, well, Angel is shown saving Cherri. It happens when Angel sees a weapon pointed at them, something that Cherri doesn't notice. He pushes her out of the way, unsure of what may happen, thereby allowing himself to be captured (or potentially injured) instead of her.Â
That's self-sacrificing and is generally considered a "righteous" quality.Â
It's not like she could be killed--they're already dead and, from what we've learned, the already dead demons of Hell can only be killed by weapons the angels use or that which is made of the material angels use during the culling period that just ended the night before. The egg creature is not using one of these weapons at this moment, meaning that Cherri is not in danger of death, only injury.Â
Despite knowing that Cherri would ultimately be fine, Angel pushes her out of the way and takes the injury risk. (If he suspected that the weapon might kill her, then even more kudos to him here as that means he threw his life before his friend's.)Â This moment shows that Angel does value life outside of himself, which doesn't immediately come across when we meet him given the crushed thief moment we had prior.Â
This act of self-sacrificing, which is generally considered a virtue, shows that he has potential to change.Â
Expanding from this, we see him empathizing with Charlie and expressing a moment of guilt. The scene happens after Angel, Charlie, and Vaggy return to the hotel. Angel is presented with the opportunity to "change" (offer an apology to Charlie that he actually means), an opportunity he doesn't take, but the fact that he's considering it when he previously felt no guilt for his actions shows that he is capable of it.
Once Alistar comes into play, we see more of Angel's potential to change. For example, Angel is shown holding Vaggy back from attacking Alistar, which could be read in two ways. Either he holds her back because he doesn't want Alistar to leave (unlikely that Alistar would leave over Vaggy's attack), or Angel is preventing Vaggy from running at Alistar and potentially getting hurt, a very strong possibility that we learn through Vaggy's comment about how powerful the Radio Demon is and how he's grappled bigger demons on a larger scale to take over parts of the underworld.
If we're to believe the story elements pictured in the music video of "Addict," then Angel is in a horrible spot. He's being abused and treated like a working slave to Valentino with little hope of escape on his own and few options to reach out to for help (if one can even ask for help openly in Hell given the place and the people).
While Charlie is nice, shown by her giving Angel money and helping him avoid having to sell himself on the street that night for Valentino in the Prologue/Chapter 1 of the comic, she too has expectations for him or does it with an ulterior motive in mind. He's a big name in Hell, and she wants him for her program. While it may not be intentional, Charlie asking him to try the program in exchange for money sends the same message Angel points out during the offer: Nothing is free--even kindness, particularly from the Princess of Hell. No matter how cute and lovable she appears...
Charlie's story is less compelling, and it's not simply because she comes from a place of privilege, as I've heard some say. I mean, I love lots of stories with the rich and powerful, and if the many seasons of Dynasty can stand as an example--so do a lot of over people. Charlie's story is less compelling because we can't relate to her choices given the situation we see her in or the problems she's facing. For example, she has great political power that goes completely unused. She's a princess of hell, obviously not struggling too much since she's chauffeured around and seen atop a tall--safe--tower overlooking the purged city below in Episode 1. She isn't in a bad situation, from what we can tell, not the same way Angel Dust is, at least. Her problems are more like a passion project from what we've seen so far, and we don't know why she is motivated to make this redemption program work outside of wanting to help her people. But if she wants to help people, why the hotel?Â
She has power as a princess that she could use to help correct injustices in her kingdom, such as attempting to put an end to the turf-wards since it seems that the demons fighting for territory still follow and respect the royals and nobility to some degree. But, instead, she's created a program to change people into what she thinks is Heaven's ideal--a thing that may stop the culling by allowing demons to transition out into what? Angels? Spirits? Who knows. Regardless, it's a small-scale venture that doesn't attempt to use the influence she's been given to make sincere changes in the kingdom. Instead, she uses it to get publicity on a news station, and even that is a weak attempt. I mean, if she was doing this right, that new-caster shouldn't have been able to make a single nasty comment towards her during the whole process. I mean, I doubt the newscast would have said a thing had her parents been up there, which shows that she's walked all over and that she's let it happen.
My point is that Charlie's story doesn't yet make sense. It's harder for us, the audience, to put ourselves in her shoes than it is with Angel Dust, and that's why I love him more than other characters, and certainly more than his double plot counterpart, Charlie.Â
I look forward to seeing more of this series going forward and hope that Episode 2 comes out soon!
#angel dust#charlie#hazbin hotel#king lear#lord gloucester#shakespeare#double plot#hero journey#hero's journey#hero#protagonist#lit#literature lesson#literature#storytelling#angel#analysis
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BnHA Chapter 276: Our Turn to Save You
Previously on BnHA: In a refreshing change of pace from the usual âthe adults refuse to tell the kids anythingâ shtick, Deku and Kacchan flew around trying to get Tomuraâs attention while refusing to explain jack shit to Endeavor! Deku eventually thought to ask Kacchan why he was getting in on this, and Kacchan launched into a two-page Denial Speech which seemed expressly designed to prime him for losing his quirk any fucking second now! Tomura then showed up and the two of them were all âKJSDLFKâ but thankfully Gran dove in to rescue them from dying INSTANTANEOUS HORRIBLE DEATHS, and reminded them that there are practically SIX WHOLE GROWN-UPS left who can definitely still fight Tomura and wonât die at all!! And one of those grown-ups is Aizawa! Whoâs getting ready to fight Tomura now! Listen Horikoshi you fucker, when I asked for more Aizawa angst and badassery this ISNâT WHAT I â
Today on BnHA: Tomura is all âTHIS QUIRK WONâT STOP ME BECAUSE I CANâT READâ and sort of shrugs it off and continues to kick ass even though his Decay and AFO powers arenât working. The pros all try to stop him with Endeavor taking the lead, and because THEY ALL SUCK, APPARENTLY, nothing they do is effective in any way whatsoever! Meanwhile Gran dumps Deku and Kacchan off and is all âYOUâLL BE FINE HEREâ which is the most ridiculous thing anyone in this manga has ever said, and then pretty much as soon as he says it at least nine more High Ends (excuse me, NEARLY High Ends) just POP UP OUT OF NOWHERE and are all âRARRâ and the heroes are all âoh shitâ and Tomura is all âlol yeah I actually had more High Ends this whole timeâ and Ujiko is all âitâs true!â and, fuck. The chapter ends with Tomura charging in to kill Aizawa only to be intercepted by MY TWO PRECIOUS BABIES, MY DARLING LITTLE HERO HATCHLINGS, and...!! I blame Gran for this.
gotta say, my sense of time is distorted enough as it is these days without chapter leaks coming out A WHOLE ENTIRE DAY EARLY out of nowhere. not that Iâm complaining, because I want to see Aizawa kick some ass & immediately lose his fucking quirk as much as anyone, but it is disorienting
anyway time to dive into this chapter which I predict will be titled âeverything instantly goes horribly wrong.â Iâve had a lot of time these past two weeks to think about what is going to happen next, and Iâm pretty sure I nailed it you guys
so weâre opening with a familiar sight
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I like that Horikoshi thinks that helicopters go âchop chop.â well, close enough
anyway, so yet again we have a scene in BnHA of a town in the process of being destroyed by villains while a helicopter whirs (WHIRS, Horikoshi) and chuffs (SOMETIMES THEY CHUFF TOO) anxiously nearby. I wonder if this helicopter is going to fucking disintegrate. thatâd be something new
ARE YOU GOING TO DIE, MISTER LIVE REPORTER SIR. OH MAN. OH GOD IâM ANXIOUS
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dozens, you guys! there are dozens of them left! not to worry then. the good guys definitely still got this
oh hey itâs that news anchor with the cutely fucked-up backstory of chopping off his own horn so as to more handsomely report the news
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oh god donât tell me this whole thing is going to be broadcast live. thatâs all we fucking need right now. I wonder whatâs going to throw society into chaos more, the reveal of just how powerful Tomura is now, or the exposure of what the government-mandated child soldiers get to do during their super-educational practical on-the-job training! no coffee-fetching for these kiddos! weâve got âem rolling up their sleeves and getting their hands good and dirty!
oh hey and it looks like this means that All Might will get to watch protege #2 lose his quirk live on TV -- HEY WHAT ARE YOU SERIOUS
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BAD BABYSITTER!! MY GOD MAN, I KNOW YOUâRE THE INDULGENT GRANDFATHER TYPE, BUT MAYBE CONSIDER CHANGING THE CHANNEL TO DOC MCSTUFFINS FOR THE TIME BEING??!
also I know this is just a perspective thing probably but lmao his hand on her shoulder is fucking huge. All Might you been working out again
but seriously this is not good for either of them to witness. they donât need more trauma in their lives! All Might doesnât need yet another thing to blame himself over! and he has conflicted feelings about Tomura still on top of that which Iâm sure isnât going to make this any easier. ANGST ALL AROUND. EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK, EVERYWHERE YOU GOOOO
MOTHERFUCKER I --
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is Mitsuki looking at fucking baby pictures of Kacchan. reliving the memories of the good old days, thinking about how far her baby boy has come and how proud she is. thatâs just great you guys. thatâs just fucking great. these arenât even red flags at this point these are red fucking tapestries
(ETA: and this basically goes without saying, but Iâm sure the fact that not one but THREE Todorokis are represented in this little montage means that Endeavor and Shouto are also going to be just fine.)
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HEâS SO HAPPY just fucking try and tell me he doesnât have a mental fucking link to Tomura and Deku you guys. this bitch knows exactly what is going down right now and he is LIVING FOR IT. that does it. someone please save my spot in the chapter for me I am going to go take a quick walk to calm down
and of COURSE thatâs a fucking lie though, god -- [frantically clicks to next page]
LOL HOLY SHIT YOU GUYS
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FUCKING MANUAL IS HERE TO SAVE THE DAY LMAO. YOU CAN ALL FUCKING RELAX NOW. and fuck me, Iâm so fucking happy RockLockRock is still alive as well but WHY ARE YOU STANDING RIGHT NEXT TO AIZAWA IN WHAT I LIKE TO CALL THE âCAUTION: YOU WILL GET SHOTâ ZONE. swear to god Horikoshi THAT MAN HAS A FAMILY donât you even think about -- !!
sigh, anyway so then the rest of the page is panels of Gran & The Boys, Endeavor, and Tomura, along with the text âWHICH SIDE IS THE VICTORâ, which is not helping matters any! also the title of the chapter is âCheatingâ which I assume is a reference to both the erasure of Tomuraâs quirk, and the soon-to-happen permanent removal of Aizawaâs. Iâm just an optimist like that
oh hey and Tomuraâs sending out some quick orders to his squad as well
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and to think this homicidal maniac is in my top ten favorite characters. sob. I do love you kiddo so please donât take it personally that I have to unequivocally root against you here. maybe if you listened to me once in a while and would even just consider my radical alternate plan of not killing anyone in sight
anyway lol but here everyone including myself thought he was going straight for the bullets and instead he was pulling out his phone. shows what we know. [braces myself for the follow-up panel of him putting the phone away again and THEN reaching for the bullets!!]
meanwhile weâre being introduced to some new sidekick of Endeavorâs whoâs probably going to set the record for shortest time in between being introduced and dying horribly. sorry Kido. Iâm just jaded
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donât mind me Iâm just putting up emotional walls in between myself and any new lovable characters as a means of self-preservation. mmhmm. he can manipulate the trajectory of things. thatâs nice. he seems nice. wouldnât that be a nice quirk for Tomura to steal and then trajector a bullet straight towards Aizawa ffffff
(ETA: watch this space, everyone. Endeavorâs Sidekick Kido. gonna fuck everything up for everyone, mark my words.)
so I canât help but notice that now that Tomura canât use his quirk anymore and is helpless, they have all decided to just sit around doing nothing again?
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like. far be it from me to openly wonder why they are not immediately knocking him out or setting him on fire again or whatnot. I am just a lowly civilian. itâs not my job to question these things
(ETA: I must learn to be patient.)
also lmao at Manual saying Aizawaâs ankle is âtwistedâ, similar to how Deku is constantly âtwistingâ all of his arms and legs all the time. or did he mean âtwistedâ in the sense that his leg was pretty much literally wrung out like a fucking towel
anyway so Manual is waterbending liquid into Aizawaâs eyes like thatâs supposed to help him NOT close them
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has Horikoshi ever had water splashed into his fucking eyes. he and I have had very different experiences as to the effects of this apparently
there we go!!
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at least someone out here is fucking trying. for a second there I was honestly worried we were going to see a repeat of âoh well he seems dead enough, letâs just leave, see you at the victory party this weekend, X-Lessâ
LMAO WHAT KIND OF NONSENSE
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[GRABS THESE PANELS AND WAVES THEM IN FRONT OF THE UNCONSCIOUS HAWKS] DID YOU HEAR THAT. DO YOU SEE THAT, BOYO. FACTS. BEING WEAK TO FIRE IS, IN FACT, 100 PERCENT A CHOICE. IF YOU HAD JUST DONE MORE PUSH-UPS AND TRAINED HARDER YOU WOULDNâT BE IN THIS SITUATION RIGHT NOW. SMDH. YOU FUCKING WIMP. YOU RECREANT. YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED
hooooh man. hokay. whew. has anyone seen my suspension of disbelief. Iâm so used to having it on me at all times when I read this manga that I must have let my guard down and now it seems Iâve spaced it out. well weâll just keep a lookout for it
so now weâre cutting to Ujiko who is gleefully bragging that Tomuraâs strength is on par with All Might Primeâs, which is just great. and now heâs also starting this sentence and then just... not... finishing it
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thatâs fine. you just trail off, then. hang those implications. whatever dude
meanwhile RLR and Manny are helping Aizawa limp away while he awkwardly has to twist his neck around to be able to still keep Tomura in his line of sight. I feel like there was probably a better way for them to do this but whatever
anyway thanks for confirming that Ujiko did make Tomura into a Noumu in addition to giving him AFO, though, Horikoshi! thatâs very nice of you to unsink one of my theories like that. appreciate it
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and hold up, so it occurs to me that âBeing Fireproofâ could still be a quirk, but just a mutant-type quirk rather than an activation type, meaning that Erasure would have no effect on it! aha! oh, thereâs my suspension of disbelief lol it was in my pocket the whole time!!
anyway so Endeavor and Tomura are tussling but I really wish theyâd be more careful because if Tomura is still capable of super strength and super speed then he could propel himself out of Aizawaâs line of sight really easily and I feel like this isnât really helping
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is it just me or do they look like theyâre TRYING to jump in between Aizawa and Tomura, like?!?! GUYS
LMAO now Gran is just
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SHUP. toss. dusts off hands. well that takes care of that
and apparently heâs under the genuine impression that a mere ânow stay put you dumdumsâ is going to have any effect on these two whatsoever. lol okay. weâll see
anyways YESSSSS, KACCHAN MEET GRAN, GRAN, KACCHAN
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meanwhile Kacchan falls silent as he mentally tries to work out who tf âToshinoriâ is lmao. IâM SO CHUFFED ABOUT THIS. YES THATâS ANOTHER USE OF THE WORD âCHUFFED.â VERY VERSATILE AND REMINISCENT OF HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRLING
and now hereâs a convenient map showing how far away Deku and Kacchan are from safety!
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thanks for that. thatâs so reassuring to have this nifty little visual
OH MY GOD GRAN
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DO YOU WANT TO FUCKING DIE?? DOES EVERYONE IN THIS FUCKING ARC HAVE A DEATH WISH. MY GOD
âBUT FAR BE IT FROM ME TO LEAVE WITHOUT ANY OMINOUS FORESHADOWING!!â NO INDEED WE CANâT HAVE THAT!!!
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rather than focus anymore on how goddamn foreboding that is, I would instead like to take this moment to call attention to the fact that Gran apparently knows Bakugouâs name but not Present Micâs. thatâs amazing
sob
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what good indeed. imagine if they couldnât even do that. I imagine that would have some far-reaching consequences which might even be interesting to explore as part of a story
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I made the same face as them just now fyi
fucking Schrodingerâs High Ends. they only exist when the plot says itâs convenient for them to exist. maybe theyâre like fairies and if you say you donât believe in them they drop dead. where the fuck did these things actually come from?!
WAY TO DROP THE BOYS OFF IN THE MIDDLE OF NOUMU FUCKING CENTRAL MY GOOD MAN. MAYBE WE SHOULD SCROLL BACK UP AND UPDATE THAT MAP. GOOD JOB LMAO
WHAT THE FUCK
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welp. they deleted Tomuraâs quirk and then sent the strongest guy they had after him, annnnnnnd he went and beat him anyway in like two fucking seconds. so thatâs. ... wowee. ...so do we have a plan b, or...
like, holy shit though?? and can you imagine the kind of psychological impact this is having on everyone watching this live on TV right now?? this is literally the anti-Kamino. holy fucking shit. also did Tomura lose an arm or am I just not understanding this image right?? NOT THAT IT SEEMS TO BE BOTHERING HIM IN THE SLIGHTEST??
(ETA: somehow I missed the fact that he is even calling attention to it lol. âIâll raise [the other hand] when itâs back.â fucking look at Mr. Transcendent here whoâs so powerful that when you tear his arms off all it does is make him more sassy. is he secretly related to Mirko.)
idk guys I really think my original chapter title was better
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at least Endeavor isnât fucking dead just yet. four more pages and you might actually make it out of this chapter alive my good man
blah blah blah flashback to Ujiko explaining that the Noumu could be activated by an electric current flowing through them, and that theyâre programmed to move only on Tomuraâs orders. you know. just more good news
oh hey but at least these ones are mindless so I guess itâs okay for the kids to kick their asses without feeling too conflicted. itâs just too bad âtheir strength is higher quality than the othersâ but you win some, you lose some
OH GOOD, THEYâRE GOING STRAIGHT FOR AIZAWA
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IâM SURE THAT MIDORIYA âMY BODY MOVED BEFORE I COULD THINKâ IZUKU AND BAKUGOU âIâM THE ONE WHOâLL GET PAYBACK FOR THAT DAYâ KATSUKI WILL TAKE THEIR GRANDPAâS SAGE ADVICE AND GO AND HIDE WHILE THEIR TEACHER IS IN DANGER. ITâS NOT LIKE THEYâVE LITERALLY GONE TO SCHOOL FOR AN ENTIRE YEAR EXPLICITLY MAJORING IN NOT DOING THAT. YES THIS IS FINE THIS IS FUCKING FINE AND GREAT
NOW WHATâS HAPPENING THEREâS LOTS OF RUBBLE FALLING AROUND AND STUFF MOVING AND SOMEONE IS TALKING
OH ITâS HIM
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excuse me. EXCUSE ME. no, you are NOT. going to fucking die, Aizawa Shouta. HORIKOSHI KOUHEI!!! YOUâRE UNDER ARREST FOR THE CRIME OF DRAWING THIS FUCKING PANEL. THIS ONE, RIGHT HERE. YOU KNEW WHAT YOU WERE DOING. HOW DARE YOU. how FUCKING dare you sir
and if anything happens to RLR I SWEAR TO GOD!! you know what?! you know what?!?
STOP IT
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[sitting curled up into a little ball with my knees drawn up to my chest, drawing little finger circles on the floor] I see. so heâs not even concerned about himself at all. itâs his two tiny little hero eggs, his problem children, and the fact that if he dies here there wonât be anything preventing Tomura from finding and killing them. ahh. okay. itâs okay. thatâs fine
and goddammit what is he pulling out from his belt. everyone is on the same page here, right? Aizawaâs Not Allowed To Die. that was the deal. WHAT HAS THIS ALL BEEN FOR OTHERWISE
(ETA: yeah but he seriously did just pull a knife out of fucking nowhere though like the kid in that fucking vine lmao. APPARENTLY HEâS HAD IT THIS ENTIRE TIME?? âwhat if I just stabbed himâ lulz. based on the way things were trending, Iâm willing to bet it would have literally bounced off of Tomuraâs chest at this point, but Iâll give him credit for making the effort.)
NOPE NOPE NOPE NO
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(ETA: Shinsou being in the bottom corner... ;_; )
is anyone listening to me!??! Iâm over here screaming myself fucking hoarse??! AIZAWA ISNâT FUCKING ALLOWED TO DIE??!! HELLO!?!?!
lol well at least RLR didnât get steamrolled over
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well everyone. weâve reached page 18. one more to go. what are the odds we end with the boys arriving in the ta-da nick of time to defend their teacher. just who is watching over whom
THERE IT IS!!!
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OH NO OH GOD AM I CRYING??! YOU HAD TO GO AND PUT THOSE FLASHBACK PANELS IN?? HIM SAVING DEKU AND CO. AT USJ, PLUS THAT ONE TIME HE DEFENDED BAKUGOU DURING HIS MOST VULNERABLE MOMENT IN FRONT OF A NATIONAL AUDIENCE??? âITâS OUR TURN TO SAVE YOUâ???
and they look so determined and desperate?? and the âAizawa-sensei!â echoing in both their minds?? and meanwhile Aizawa looks fucking horrified though, because of all the... [gestures] you know? the Terrible Danger?? sob??
anyway. I really let this manga do this to me every damn week. let it just have its fucking way with me. at least Horikoshi didnât end up breaking the law after all. I donât know if I could continue to support a mangaka who is willing to commit an actual war crime. no touching Aizawa. OKAY?? OKAY
#bnha 276#aizawa shouta#shigaraki tomura#midoriya izuku#bakugou katsuki#gran torino#bnha#boku no hero academia#bnha spoilers#mha spoilers#bnha manga spoilers#makeste reads bnha#so what sound do *you* think helicopters make?#I googled this and found some excellent answers#my favorite one was dubdubdubdubdub#but tocotocotoco was a close second#whop whop whop#batabatabata#wuppa wuppa lmao
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Charles Blackwood (WHALITC) imagines -Â Falling Star
AN: Sorry it took a while to get to you! I had to sit down and watch âWe have always lived in the castleâ as I hadnât seen it yet!
Requested by @cherryblossomskyeâ - Charles Blackwood and âFalling Starâ by The VoguesÂ
(Want to request your own character and song inspired imagine? Send me an ask!)
Summary: Charles Blackwood is new to town and you donât get very many fresh faces...
Pairing(s): Charles Blackwood x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 1,587
Warnings: Young/Inexperienced reader, Some light smut... nothing too naughty, this character is kind of an asshole so
The Blackwood mansion sat on its hill and watched over the town with its never blinking eyes. The town called it âThe Castleâ as had the family that once lived there.Â
The horror story of the Blackwood house still whistled across the state even long after they closed the case. But then again, a massacre doesnât wash away so easy.Â
Now only the two young Blackwood girls and their poor paralysed uncle lived in the castle and they very rarely left it.Â
Every Tuesday was the time of the week that the youngest made her trip into town for groceries and other such needs. You worked in the cafĂŠ which was owned by Stella and the youngest Blackwood would always visit on her Tuesday trips.Â
You had heard all the rumours and gossip the town could come up with to do with those girls but all you saw was two girls who struggled to socialise after the terrible murder of their family.Â
The town had despised their father when he was alive and so you assumed the girls had despised him also. He must've been some brute for his eldest to poison him. Or that was the speculation at least.Â
âMorning Mary Katherine.â You smiled politely as the tall awkward girl sat herself down in front of you.Â
âBlack Coffee.â She ordered her usual to which you poured her a cup.Â
You had often thought the girl looked like a deer caught in headlights. Her eyes wide, her mouth straight, frowning just a little in the corners. She always had her hair in pigtails even now at the age of 18.Â
She couldâve been a beauty like her older sister if she didnât dress like she was still that 12 year old girl that lost her family.Â
You tried to be kind when you could, quietly scold the townsfolk that chided her when she was drinking her coffee (you knew she didnât appreciate you making a big thing out of those who bullied her).Â
Stella was the same as you. She felt for the girls but she didnât actively defend them like you did.
But on one Tuesday, the youngest Blackwood didnât come for her usual cup of coffee. You hadnât even seen her pass the window like she usually would on her way to the grocers.Â
Instead there was a swanky red car that pulled up outside.Â
You had heard whispers from a couple of teen girls about some handsome stranger in a red car Thursday last week but you hadn't seen anything yourself.Â
You watched a well dressed man step out of his car and walk past the window, down to the grocers and then back up to the door a little while later.Â
He opened the door to the cafĂŠ and happened to sit where Mary Katherine usually sat.Â
You couldnât deny the somersault your stomach had done when the man walked in. He was the most handsome man you had ever seen step into your little town before.Â
â(Y/n)!â Stella called out your name and rushed towards you with a rag.Â
The coffee you had been pouring for an old Joe had spilled over the counter at the sight of the stranger.Â
âOh! Iâm sorry!â You felt your cheeks flush red as you wiped up the spilt coffee.Â
The mystery man seemed to smirk to himself as you flushed over the counter.Â
âIâm sorry, sir, I'll be right with you.â You apologised as you dumped the damp cloth in the sink.
âNo rush, a pretty thing like you should be able to take her time.â The man smiled at you and you felt your mouth go dry at the compliment.
You smiled back before taking out your notepad and pencil.Â
âWhat can I get for ya?â You asked, trying not to look at the man in fear you may forget how to speak if you did.Â
âSome coffee and eggs will do nicely.â The man folded his hands together on top of the counter and your eyes couldn't help but watch them.
âCoffee and eggs for Mr..?â You tried your luck in finding out his name.Â
âCall me Charles.â He introduced himself with another charming smile.
âCharles.â His name glided on your tongue, âIâm (Y/n), holla if you need me.â
You walked off to the kitchen and winced at your choice of words.Â
âHolla if you need me?â You thought, cringing internally.Â
You returned to the handsome stranger with a fresh coffee pot.Â
âI must ask what is a lovely girl like yourself doing in a town like this one?â Charles asked you as he sipped on his coffee.
âI donât come from much. This is home for me and I canât really go anywhere else without an automobile or money.â You explained, adjusting your apron subconsciously.Â
âI believe someone as beautiful as you should be able to go wherever you want.â Charles proclaimed.Â
You blushed at his flattery.Â
âCan I take you out sometime?â Charles asked, leaning forward on the. countertop.Â
âMy break is coming up. I could show you around town?â You offered, glancing over at the clock.Â
âSounds perfect to me.â Charles beamed you another toothy grin which made your heart flutter.Â
Time went by in a flash and soon you were walking through town with the man.Â
âSo what brings you to our small corner of the world?â You asked, curious to why the man was visiting.Â
âThat house up there on the hill.â Charles nodded towards the Blackwood mansion.Â
âYouâre a Blackwood?â You felt a shiver roll down your spine at the sight of the looming building.Â
âIndeed I am. Iâm here to visit the girls and my uncle.â Charles informed you.Â
âI wasnât aware there were other Blackwoods left.â The words came out before you could stop them. âI-I apologise I didnât mean to be so bold.âÂ
âItâs alright.â Charles stopped in his step and turned towards you. âYou were only being honest.â
You looked up at the man. There was something in his eye. Something dark. Something malicious. But it only drew you in closer.Â
âThe girls are very lucky to have you visit. I fear they are rotting up there in their castle.â You did feel bad for the girls.Â
âWell, I admit I like helping people.â Charles took your hand which made you look around and realise that you had walked Charles into a pretty secluded part of the town.Â
There was nothing around but the back of the town hall and a field that lead into the forest linked to the Blackwood land.Â
Charles took a step towards you.Â
You let him step again and again, stepping backwards yourself until your back hit the cold brick of the town hall.Â
âI could help you.â Charles voice was low as he spoke.Â
His eyes were darker then before as they bored into your own. His tongue wetted his bottom lip as his breath drew close enough to tickle your cheeks.Â
âCharles...â You could only manage to whisper his name.Â
âI could take you anywhere you wanted. I could take you away from this town once I get what I came for from my cousins.â Charlesâ body heat was radiating onto you and it made it hard to focus on what he was saying.Â
âI made a wish the other night that I would escape this town.â You found yourself confessing the events of only a couple nights ago.Â
âThen I think you should let me help you.â Charles lifted his hand and brushed his finger across your cheek and behind your ear. His touch was like fire.Â
You let your eyes fall to his lips then back up to his eyes before you finally nodded.Â
Charles didnât waste a second.Â
His lips found yours with a hunger.Â
You gasped as he kissed you. You hadnât kiss a boy before and his lips sent electricity all across your body.
Your hands found the back of his neck as you kissed him back.Â
Charles' hand cupped your breast, squeezing hard as he kissed you. You had never been touched this way; it made you ache with need.Â
Charles reached down and lifted your skirt up, his hand grabbing your thigh. Your skin was hot to touch which only made his member throb in his pants.Â
Charlesâ hand made its way up your leg but the minute he cupped your core, you gasped in shock, breaking the kiss.
âWe canât! Not here!â Your fingers shot up to your swollen lips whilst your other hand pushed your skirt down. âWe could be seen!âÂ
âNo one is going to see.â Charles bit down on your neck. You panted, squeezing your eyes shut but your hands found his chest and pushed him back.Â
âCharles!â You exclaimed.Â
Charles gave in and backed off.Â
With his tongue in his cheek, he reached down to his trousers and sorted out his erection.Â
You felt your cheeks flush violently red at his bold movement.Â
âHow long are you in town for?â You asked, trying to break the heavy silence.Â
âAs long as it takes.â He said flatly as he pushed his hair back.
âWell...â You flattened your skirt down completely. â...You can always see me tonight?âÂ
Charles looked back at you and then finally smiled again.Â
âIâd like that.â He responded before planting a kiss on your temple.Â
He walked you back to the cafe before hopping into his shiny red automobile and you watched him drive off towards the castle...
AN: Hope this was okay!!
#Charles Blackwood#Charles Blackwood imagines#Charles Blackwood x reader#Sebastian Stan#Sebastian Stan imagines#Sebastian Stan x reader#we have always lived in the castle#Bucky Barnes#imagines#one shot
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